#okay this is random but. if i ever became joshua or looked like him i would be insufferable like hes so gorgeous id never shut up ab it

[fairyhaos]

You asked which member we think would be your bias if we didn't already know, but I truly can't say anything besides Joshua. Like, at this point he's not even your bias, you are HIS bias. I can't separate you guys anymore 😭

STOP WHY AM I ACTUALLY SO PROUD TO HEAR THAT 😭😭😭 that's the nicest thing anyone could have ever said omg anon i love u

[tobesoalive]

Josh Kiszka NSFW Alphabet (Smut Headcanons)

ok....so I've been wanting to do one of these for a while and I may have gotten a little carried away. This is by far the smuttiest thing I've ever written, please forgive me. let me know if you guys wanna see more stuff like this, maybe with the other boys? idk anyways enjoy!!

Warnings: Everything....

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Josh likes to stay inside you for a minute after he finishes, either burying his head in the crook of your neck or pressing his forehead to yours. Once you are both ready to part, he immediately goes to get you a glass of water and a warm washcloth to clean you up, making sure you’re doing okay. Sometimes one of you will suggest to clean off in the shower or soak in the bath for a little bit, and the entire time he’ll hold you close and press kisses to your temple, cooing words of praise and telling you how much he loves you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Josh loves his mouth, how it can give you passionate kisses and whisper praises, but also bring you to an orgasm so easily. He loves your hands, the feeling of them roaming the expanse of his skin, how they look wrapped around his cock, and the tingle he gets when you tug his hair and claw his back.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

There is nothing Josh loves more than being buried deep inside you when he cums. He loves the feeling of your walls clenching around him, loves to see his seed leak out of you when he’s pulled out, using his fingers to fuck it back into you. As far as your release goes, what he loves most is feeling you fall apart on his tongue, tasting your release turns him on more than anything.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Every once and a while the thought of you dominating him crosses Josh’s mind, specifically pegging. He had kept his longing a secret for the first year of your relationship but accidentally let it slip one night, but you informed him you’d try it out if he really wanted to. It became an activity you two revisit every couple of months.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

The man has some experience under his belt - I mean he is a famous musician - but nothing too crazy. He had about five or six partners before you, but most of his experience he gained with you. Both of you had vastly improved your game over the course of the relationship, and you knew each other’s bodies like they were your own.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Every position quite honestly, but he especially loves when you ride him. It allows him to gaze up at you and get the perfect view of his length going in and out of you, the sight often causing him to throw back his head and let out a throaty moan. Truly Josh loves any position, but especially the ones that allow him to see your face and the expressions you make. He still likes to have you on all fours every so often and also spoon you while lazily pumping in and out of you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It really depends on the day, but most of the time sex with Josh is light and playful. Giggling is a common occurrence from the both of you during the act, and you will catch Josh with a smile on his face quite often.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Josh prefers to keep it natural down there, only trimming every once in a while if things get really out of hand. He has a dark happy trail leading down from his belly button to a lighter patch of brown curls on his pubic bone that surrounds his length. In addition I think Joshua doesn’t really care what his partner decides to do for their grooming, actually I believe he finds it extremely hot if they keep it natural down there because he thinks you were made perfectly.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Most of the time he is extremely intimate, only being taken out of the moment if there’s a lot of other stuff on his mind, or if he is particularly stressed, but he is a very romantic and attentive partner for the most part.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Let’s be honest, Josh has a very high sex drive, and that can be a bit of a problem when he’s on tour or when you’re not around. He takes care of himself by thinking of you, porn isn’t really his thing, if he’s gonna have some sort of visual aid it is going to be photos/videos of you, his favorites being intimate polaroids he’s taken of you that he keeps hidden away.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Whooo boy, there are a lot of things this man is into. I’d love to go more into detail on each one of these, so maybe one day I’ll write a piece on these. To name a few, Josh is into hair pulling, light choking, period sex, squirting, mutual masturbation, praise, edging, domination, i really could go on forever.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Your shared bedroom is always the top choice, but you guys like to get creative, you’ve done it in the shower, bath, car, backyard, restaurant bathroom, empty field at night, secluded hiking trails, his childhood home, and when you guys are very impatient he’ll bend you over the kitchen counter or prop you up on the arm of the couch.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It doesn’t take much to turn this man on, he’s so insanely in love with you that everything you do gets him going. Sometimes on stage he’ll spot you in the crowd, seeing you dancing and singing every word, that’s something that really gets to him, and it takes everything within him to not run off stage and fuck you right then.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Josh wouldn’t wanna do anything that puts you in pain, he hates seeing you suffer and would never want to do anything that hurt you, no matter if it would feel good for him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

There is nothing more beautiful than the face Josh makes when you take him in your mouth. He closes his eyes and leans his head back, grinning with his perfect teeth and sticking just the tip of his tongue out. His moans and words of praise are angelic as well, and the way his soft eyes gaze at you as you swallow his release. As much as he loves your mouth, he prefers to have his on your core. God that man eats your pussy like it’s last meal. Lapping and sucking at your clit, alternating between dipping his fingers and tongue into your tight cunt. He could-and has- cum from just eating you out, it brings him just as much pleasure, and his mouth waters thinking about how good you taste.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s all of it. It depends on what mood you’re in but this man will make slow, passionate love to you in the morning, fuck you fast and rough in the evening and everything in between.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Josh doesn’t mind a good quickie every once in a while. If you have somewhere to be 10 minutes after he gets home from the studio, no problem. Man can make you cum in less than five minutes, and he does not hesitate to demonstrate.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yassss Joshy boy loves to take risks, as long as you’re comfortable. If you propose an idea and it intrigues him, you’ll be trying it within the next five minutes. That’s part of what makes your sex life with Josh so satisfying, you two aren’t afraid to switch things up.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Usually two is where Josh taps out, but sometimes you two decide to stay up all night smoking, talking, cuddling and fucking. Times like those he can go about 4 or 5 rounds. When you two are both home he fucks you at least twice throughout the day.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You own a few toys that you both use, together or alone. After he left for tour once Josh bought you a vibrator so you wouldn’t miss him too much. Sometimes he’d pull it out while fucking you, just to hold it on your clit. That usually ended with you making a big mess and Josh being extremely satisfied.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Josh likes to tease you a little bit, but he actually enjoys it more when you’re the one teasing him. He likes still being a little submissive.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Much like on stage, Josh is loud in the bedroom as well. Between his throaty moans and grunts, he also is constantly talking to you. He responds to your sounds by saying “Yeah, you like that?” and “tell me how good it feels” and so much other dirty talk because he’s a cocky little shit. He’s also big into praise, whether that be praising you or getting praise himself.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If there’s one thing that makes Josh feel totally elated, it’s making you squirt. The first time he did it was totally unintentional, he was just eating you out like usual, but his fingers curved a certain way and you bursted. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, and he became obsessed with making you do it over, and over, and over again.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

This man has a beautiful dick. It’s about 7 ½ - 8 inches long with some nice girth to it. It leans a little to the left and has a nice curve to it, and it has some veins that rub your walls deliciously. He used to be self conscious of his dick but you assured him it was perfect and it never failed to please you.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Have you seen how hyper this man is? You briefly mention something or even say the word “sex” in a sentence and his clothes are off.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends on the day, but for the most part he likes staying up for a little while to talk with his arms around you, eventually quietly thinking about how lucky he is before drifting off.

[babytaes]

The Kickback

summary: What happens when your long-life crush's secret is discovered? In hopes of not wanting him to find out, what do you do... nothing.

pairing: dk x female reader

genre: fluff, slice of life, crack lol.

warnings: profanity

word count: 3k

a/n: today is my birthday and I wanted to share this one that has been in my drafts for so long. this campus life is stressful but I’m finding time to upload here and there. I hope you enjoy and have a great day/night. Much love from Babytaes! :) Also I really didn’t read this over sooo... if it doesn’t make sense. Take it up with corporation. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“Dear diary, I saw my crush today. I saw him in the living room after my brother invited him over with another friend. It's not as if I'm scared of him. I've spoken with him numerous times. I mean, I'm almost fluent in his language, lol. Seeing him and hearing his boisterous laugh was still entertaining. I'm wondering if he'll be at the kickback this weekend; if so, maybe I'll have the bravery to approach him. Okay, goodbye journal, love y/n.”

Your life consisted of short, insignificant interactions with him; however, when you had a crush, life was exciting and unpredictable. Since you're so near to him on a daily basis, your crush increased exponentially as you couldn't control your intrusive thoughts.

Yes, you did think of him, probably 25/8. It's not like you didn't know him, but you only knew the head version of him. And we all know they could be two different people. So the only thing left to do is keep it secret.

It's impossible for your secret to come out when you're the only one who knows about it. Right? Unfortunately, this isn't a movie, and your secret was revealed, and the perpetrator was none other than your arch-nemesis, Boo Seungkwan.

Okay, not quite that far, but you and him frequently collided because you and him could never agree on anything. He's just Boo, and he has his own behavior category.

He was the second-to-last person you wanted to find out about, after your crush, of course. From this point on, your life was not going as planned.

Your secret would never be revealed to Lee Seokmin, and you would do anything to protect it.

“What are you doing?” You leapt to your feet as you hurriedly closed your diary, terrified of prying eyes.

You rolled your eyes and stuffed your journal into a drawer with random papers, saying, "Shit, why don't you ever knock."

“Well, this is my shared dorm, and you're basically free living here,” he chuckled. You gave him a sidelong glance.

He was right.

“Is that a way you treat your twin? Is it now.”

He strolled away, completely oblivious to your yelling, and into the kitchen.

“Shut up, and get your ass out here we have to go shopping for the kickback. If you’re not out in 10 I’m leaving your ass.”

Great sibling love, what more could you ask for.  As much as you know that this is the way he expresses his love, you still got up and started getting ready for the day despite his warning.

Amidst your constant disagreements with him, you still loved him. The only problem was that you had to keep your love interest hidden from him. You could see it now and the big brother trying to protect and all that annoying shit.

You were old enough to take care of yourself and you didn’t want unruly men to ruin something that you wanted for so long.

“Coming, if you leave me, I'll tell Mom.” And I think we can all agree that I am the favorite twin.” As he slammed the fridge door shut, you could hear his huge scoffs.

You hurriedly grabbed your purse and beanie as you dashed for the door, laughing at his tantrums. He had a habit of leaving you behind.

We will not speak of March 5, 2017.

“Hey, wait up,” you said as you ran to his car and jumped in before him, grabbing the aux before him.

He started the car and sped out of the dorm parking lot on his way to the store, saying, "You're such a pain in the ass."

“Oh, don't act as if you don't love me.”

“Whoever said I did must have lied to you. Mingyu laughed as he accelerated through Seoul's crowded streets.

The jokes, the laughter, and the love were all part of the experience of living with one of the biggest Kpop groups.

You wouldn’t have it any other way!

While listening to your playlist, the song "Come to You" perfectly complemented the mood.

You smiled as you passed many streets and watched the busy lives of many different people. You could say you had an imaginative mind.

We arrived at the store a long way down the road, grabbed one of the carts, and proceeded to a separate aisle of the store.

Buying stuff was always expensive with a party of 13 and more friends on the way. Almost everything had to be doubled, and the meat had to be tripled. When throwing a party, everyone is required to provide a dish.

You didn't seem to mind; after all, you weren't paying, so you just chilled on the cart while you watched Mingyu placed the goods in neatly.

You told Mingyu to grab a specific chip as you walked to the chip aisle, and he furrowed his brow.

“What are those? I've never seen them before.

"Dokyeom likes them," you blurted out without a second thought. As you mentally processed what you had said, you stared at him with wide eyes.

Shit.

“When they're not there, Dokyeom and Soonyoung get upset.” You shook your head and scooted by him, tossing two bags into the overflowing shopping cart.

“Oh-okay I guess you can get them.”

As you pushed the cart toward the cashier, you mentally slapped yourself in the face. You were certain that you would not crack.

The ride home was silent as the only noise was the continuous taps from Mingyu's fingers on the wheel.

Mingyu called wonwoo on his phone as he drove up to the dorm and asked him to help with the groceries.

As you heard Mingyu pout over the phone, he refused, and not even minutes after, wonwoo is strolling down the driveway on his way to the car.

“You shouldn't even have picked up I know I wouldn't"  Wonwoo pushed your shoulder and chuckled at your humor. “I know”

“Heyyy I'm right here,” Mingyu began to sulk as he observed his sister speaking without him.

You and wonwoo both chuckled as you gathered your belongings and began walking away from Mingyu.

---

The days went by slowly as you reached the door. It was time to leave the house. You grabbed a jacket and purse. Today, the boys went to Hybe for a quick practice session before heading out for the weekend.

Because you are such a good friend and thoughtful person, you decided to buy them a few drinks as a gift. It wasn't anything special, you didn't want to see anyone, noo.

It took some time to order everything, especially with the large number of 13 items. Since you've known each other for most of your lives, the drinks on the list haven't changed. Ice Americanos and Frappes were the most popular drinks.

As soon as you arrived at the Hybe building, you swiftly grabbed the bag containing the drinks and proceeded to their floor. You finally made it to their practice room after thanking the employees for their assistance.

Slowly pushing the door open, you drew the attention of almost everyone as they turned to face you. As a number of them raced over to you and took the beverages from you, smiles crept across their faces.

As they sipped their drinks, the room was filled with thank yous and hellos.

The voice of an angel said, "Thanks again, y/n." He gave you a short smile before returning to his practice. Oblivious to people around you, words spilled out.

“Fuck, he's so attractive.”

“Whose good looking?” As you slowly turned around, you heard a voice speaking to you from behind you.

Fuck

It's Boo Seungkwan. He smiled at you as he grabbed a drink from your hand. He cocked his head as he sipped it, and his eyes widened.

“Don’t tell me you said dokyeom is good looking, no fucking way.”

As you coughed to relieve the high tension in the air, you started to mentally sweat.

“That's insane, I said the room was in good condition," you said as you slapped his shoulder and shook your head.

Come on, y/n, that didn't even make sense.

“You know you're not going to fool me, y/n?” Afraid that someone would find out, you dragged him into a back room and locked the door behind him

“Shit..shit..shit. If you tell anyone, I swear I'll -

Laughing, before raising his eyebrows after taking a sip of his americano, he cut you off.

"You're right, this is important information. But you already know that I'll keep my mouth shut about the situation. I don’t even know what we’re talking about right now.”

Seungkwan heard dokyeom announce that practice had resumed as the door opened. Before he left, he smiled at you and waved goodbye.

“Y/n and dokyeom in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. As you were about to leap across the couch to silence him, he jumped up and ran out of the door laughing.

All of a sudden, your mind was filled with confusion and paranoia.

It became increasingly difficult to watch them practice as the session progressed. Your thoughts were not positive, and your attitude was slowly deteriorating.

Imagining the worst-case scenario. You paced in the back room when you heard a knock at the door. As you mentally prepared yourself, it caught you off guard. While walking side by side, Hansol and Seungkwan were whispering.

“Did they know?” You didn’t want anyone to find out so you ran, and didn’t stop running. To avoid society, you hurried out the door after saying a quick goodbye to the boys.

The goodbyes were not even heard as you hurried out of the Hybe parking lot without looking back. In a small group, information spreads quickly. And he was bound to find out.

Flushed and worried, you staggered into the dorm room. You knew your secret was going to get out eventually. In the case where Hansol and Seungkwan knew, Joshua is likely to know.

And since Joshua is close to the older boys, Seungcheol and Jeonghan know. The news would then spread to Hoshi, and then the entire performance team would be in the know.

The only remaining candidates are Mingyu and dk. If Mingyu finds out, it's game over for you at that point.

There was no point of living any more. Having completed a full loop of the house, you had come to your room for the final time. You slowly melted to the ground and fell out.

Dokyeon is more likely to know if Mingyu knows.

"What went wrong?" Unable to control yourself as you rolled around the floor, you erupted into a tantrum.

You sat up and shook your head, "I'll just have to leave the country," you said. "Man, you're so smart. Your plan y/n is fantastic."

You ran to your room, grabbed your suitcase from your closet, and began tossing things into.

No need to pack everything since you were only going to be gone for a year. As soon as your adrenaline slowed down, you began packing.

(A few hours later)

You were relieved when your clothes fit into your luggage when you had finally done packing. You were on your way now, and as long as it wasn't here, everything was good.

“Ah, I figured it out; now let's book it.”

When you approached the door, you unlocked it, and we were greeted with a pleasant surprise.

You walked up to the door and opened it, where you were greeted by Mingyu and his gang. Outside the door, you could see him, hao, dk, and wonwoo. They stared at you as they looked you up and down, perplexed as to why you appeared to be departing.

“Um, what is going on and where are you going?” Mingyu reacted with a rejoinder of his own.

Your throat felt as though it was clogging up, and you began sweating furiously under your armpits. Thank god for hoodies.

“Well, I was simply going to visit a friend's house,” you explained.

You knew he wouldn't believe you; he knew most of your friends, and they didn't live that far away for you to be carrying that much.

“First, that's a lie, and second, I need to speak with you, so your "buddy" will have to wait.” You sighed and closed your eyes.

Your escape had to wait.

Mingyu took your suitcase and slid it near the door, while the other members shuffled awkwardly into the room. While the other lads sat in the living room, Wonwoo went to his room.

“Maybe I could escape now?”

“What did you say y/n?” minghao said as he glanced at you.

You waved your hand in front of them and did a walk of shame to your room as you physically and mentally prepared yourself for whatever Mingyu had to say.

So much for your crush now.

Mingyu sat on the edge of your bed, arms crossed, staring at you.

“Sit down, he patted the bed on your side before lightly coughing.

"Some rumors have been going around, so I wanted to clear the air."

Seeing what he was about to say made your heart race, and you couldn't take it any longer. Does anyone else hear their loud banging, could Mingyu hear it?

You leapt to your feet and shouted at him before apologizing on your knees.

What a sight to see, a grown ass woman on her knees apologizing to her twin brother.

“I apologize; I should have told you first, but I was afraid you'd tell him. That's why I kept it a secret and plus dating a member of seventeen. That's dangerous enough-“.

Mingyu's "WHAT" cut you off.

You came to a halt as he got up, slowly staring up at him.

“Wait, weren't we discussing my crush on Dokyeom or something else?” Worries began to creep in as sweat began to accumulate on your brow.

“What the fuck, you have a crush on do-?” you exclaimed as you jumped to your feet and tackled Mingyu to the ground.

“Don't say it so loudly; he'll hear you.” As Mingyu began to pace around the room, as he pushed you off of him.

You could see his anger as he panicked, and his small rage tantrum was truly uncomfortable because he couldn't communicate his ideas to you because he was afraid of his companions' sensitive ears.

He pointed to the door and said, "Wait, so you do have a crush on him." You sighed, shaking your head.

As he walked away from you, he had another outburst.

Everything is now turning to shit, this was your only chance.

“I have to escape” you said as you dashed out the door and to your suitcase. Mingyu was standing behind you, staring at you in terror.

It wasn't in the plan for you to fall on him, but it was still nice. Focus y/n.

“I’m sorry, dokyeom; it was my fault. I didn't realize you were there. “Are you okay?” As you extended your hand to him, you pushed yourself off of him.

“Yeah, I'm OK, are you okay?” he asked. You've had quite a tumble.”

“Yeah I’m good, I live with a clumsily brother so I’m fine”

“Hey!"

You swiftly let go of each other and placed your hands behind your back as you became embarrassed.

“Hey, Seungcheol texted the group chat and said he wants to go out to eat. He said whoever can come.”

The boys instantly got ready as they wanted to eat, food is a great scapegoat. As you saw them exit the dorm, you took a step back and found your way back to your room.

“Is leaving still an option?” you murmured into your pillows, plopping your exhausted body on your bed and overthinking life.

---

You rolled over and looked at the clock, which reads 9:30 a.m.

You turned over in your bed, unable to yell, and trudged to the bathroom to make yourself presentable.

“What have you gotten yourself into, y/n?” You stripped off your clothing and stepped into the hot water after turning on the shower.

You didn't spend much time in the shower, but today you were engrossed in how your plan had devolved into this ordeal.

Resting your head on the tile as the hot water traced down your back, you contemplated on what the HELL you were going to do.

*BANG BANG*

“Y/n hurry up, we have to prepare.”

Hearing Mingyu's voice drew you back to reality as you turned off the water and got out of the shower, unlocking the door and letting him in.

“Hey, no snarky remark?” he said as he watched you walk to your room with your head down. You ignored him as you closed the door and prepared for the party.

It didn't take long for your calm disposition to be noticed, since you were the outspoken one. Even if you tried to fake it, it didn't work out.

You grinned as you walked through the background of Seungcheol and Jeonghan shared housing, looking at the celebration.

There were groups of people near the pool, at the grill, and even by the chairs, as you could see.

“Hey, bring the food inside; I'll take the meat to cheol,” mingyu said, shaking your head as you picked up the bags and headed to the kitchen, where you recognized some familiar faces.

“Y/nnnnnnnnn, heyyyyy, I’ve missed you.” When you saw her, you put the bags on the counter and hugged her, smiling into her embrace.

“It's great to see you again, yeji; how are you and the rest of the group doing?” Are the others here?” As she led you back outside, she interlaced your hands in hers.

You saw dokyeom and a few other people descend the steps before you left, as he waved and gave you a quick glance.

As you reach for a drink from the cooler, your heart begins to race. Something had to be turned off if you wanted to make it through the night, and this was the only way.

You took a sip and coughed loudly as you followed Yeji to the poolside.

It was going to be a long night for you.

---

As you and a group of individuals began to dance uncontrollably, the effects of the alcohol in your system began to show as you staggered to the grill.

“HeEeeyyYY, Wheeeere d'ya think yeeeeer goin’?” you slurred, jabbing a finger into seungcheol’s back

The other members laughed as they glanced at you, plainly detecting your intoxication.

“I forgot how drunk you can get, so why don't you take a break,” your overprotective brother says, making you scream within.

He always did this.

Gerroff me!” you said. “I’m ash sober ash ’m gonna git. And nuffink I - wait wait wait - nuffink you can do ‘boutit.” As you ambled back to the kitchen without so much as a hiccup in their direction, they laugh.

As you struggled to reach the door, you fell forward and were grabbed by a hand. As he lifted you from your imminent doom, his hold felt warm. With your eyes enlarged, you focused on the individual and stared at his face.

As you grabbed on to him, your words tumbled out of your mouth, “Ohmygoshimsosorry.” He drew you closer to him by taking your hands in his.

Saying your heart was racing was an understatement, it was literally pounding out of your chest. You were hand in hand with your crush, who you believed was exceptionally attractive and talented, and you wished he knew more about your sentiments or could somehow fill them.

But you know no huge idol like him would go for you. Feeling that made you sober up real fast as you felt your arm being pulled upstairs, you had no idea where you were going but it looked like someone's room.

Dokyeom eased open the door as he sat you on the bed and went to get some water from a little fridge. He handed it to you and sat next to you.

“Thanks”

“No problem, also I've been trying to talk to you all night but you appear to be occupied.”

As you took a sip of water, your heart began to beat faster; “waitttt, we donthavetotalk. Let’s dance! As he chuckled at your erratic movements, you began to wander around the room, pulling your hands into yours.

The alcohol was definitely making its way out of your system.

As he spun you around, his body in tune with the music, the bass of the song could still be heard. Even though this felt like a dream you didn’t quite care at the moment. Was it because you'd finally met the boy from your dreams, or was it because he wanted to meet you in person?

Your connection with him got stronger by the second, as did your heartbeat, which began to rise steadily with it. You couldn't keep stalling any longer; you needed to listen to what he was saying.

“I think I'm sober up for now,” you said as you let go of his hand.

Dokyeom chuckled before tossing his head back, “I didn't realize you could move like that” he said as they sat back on the bed, a little closer than before.

“I guess I learnt a few things along the way when you're friends with the best dancers out here.” As you finished your sentence, he peered into your eyes, making no sound as the room fell silent.

“Soo, what did you want to talk about?” you awkwardly state to relieve some tension in the air.

“I don't know how to explain it, but I kind of heard your "secret" as it passed through the practice room, and I simply wanted to be the first one to tell you about it because-

Your heart stopped pounding as your world came crashing down around you. You didn't want to hear it; the rejection; you'd rather live in your fantasy world, where you don't have to worry about anything. It wasn't true if you didn't hear it.

“Wait, if you can't reconcile those feelings, don't say anything; just let me go.” They're probably curious about our whereabouts anyway.” And with that, you stood up and walked towards the door, but you were pulled back by his hand.

He kissed you as swiftly as his hands linked with yours. You were taken aback at first by his passion, but you regained your calm and reminded yourself of what was going on: he was really kissing you, and you were really kissing him, and the rest of the world was inconsequential.

You were chilling on the outside while shouting for joy at the top of your lungs on the inside, as if your inner child had been set free. You had to be sure if this was a dream or if it was happening in real life.

“Ouch”

“Why did you do that?” Dokyeom asked as he gripped your arm in his.

“I had to double-check that I wasn't dreaming; this isn't the first time something like this has happened to me.”

“So you're saying I've been in your dreams?” he laughed as he cocked his head to the side and placed his hand in yours.”

You smacked your forehead and shook your head, realizing you couldn't get out of this one, and now he knew you fantasize about him. You didn't mind because the lad of your dreams was right in front of your eyes.

AND HE WAS HOLDING YOUR MF HAND. It was clear that your diary needed to be updated.

Stopping at the door, you placed your palm on his chest and worriedly stared at him.

“Wait, how did you find out?” 

“Well, a tiny birdie was chattering loudly about it, his name rhymes with coo,” he said as he grabbed your hand in his and opened the door and began the walk downstairs.

“Fucking Boo Seungkwan”

[cherrycheolliesc]

Let Me Hear You Say

part 46: Joshua’s Weeb Closet. (46/50)

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“You know I can break out of this, right?” you say to Mingyu who is currently holding you down. He just scoffs knowing you can't move anywhere, but entertains you, “I know, it just makes me feel strong”

“You already strong, Gyu. Anyways where is everyone?” Seokmin asks. You look around the room only seeing half of your friends in Seungcheol’s small living room. Seungkwan and Wonwoo are sitting on the couch quietly talking. You wonder how they became friends because you've never seen them talk to each other. You assume Jeonghan and Joshua are probably somewhere making out so they don't have to deal with actually setting up the party. Seungcheol and Jihoon seem to be lecturing Chan about who knows what. Things are finally quieting down when everyone decides to watch the movie that's playing until someone bursts through the doors, “I'm here motherfuckers. The party is finally getting started”

“She drunk, isn't she,” Cheol asks as he points towards the small blonde girl in Mina’s arms. Seoyeon nods as she brings Chaeyoung to one of the rooms in the apartment. When she comes back, everyone turns towards the commotion at the front door. “You can't make me go inside. I'll bite you, you know I will” 

“Soonyoung, if you just go inside, it'll make everything so much easier,” Jun says as he continues to try and push the smaller boy in. Everyone just watches him, Minghao, and Vernon struggle to bring Soonyoung in until Cheol eventually just picks him up and holds him down, “You two are gonna talk like two grown adults or I’m firing Jihoon”

“Woah why am I getting involved in this?” Jihoon asks walking over to the rest of the group. Everyone looks confused before Chan talks, “How can you even fire him?” 

“Yea and with what job exactly,” Soonyoung says causing Cheol to roll his eyes, “Look if guys talk to each other, I'll tell you where I work” 

“One, no one cares. Two, stop lying to yourself, it's okay if you're unemployed. We won't stop loving you just because you don't have a job, Cheollie” you say which only annoys him more. Jihoon confused asks, “Why do you guys really believe he's unemployed? The dude is literally our boss.”

“ ‘Our’ boss?” Seungkwan says, “yes our boss. He's at the building all the time. How did you not know that?”

“To be honest I thought he was just going there to hook up with you, Ji,” Jeonghan says before getting a drink. “Ew, why would I hook up with Cheol? He's like my brother. That would just ruin your friendship.”

“And that is exactly why I’m not admitting my feelings for Y/n!” Soonyoung screams before trying to run away but failing as Cheol is still holding him down. You decide yelling back is the best option, “like I would ever admit my feelings for you.” 

“That’s it! Time out for you two until you can figure out your issues. Bring them to Shua’s weeb closet and don’t let them out until they're cool with each other.” Cheol says before lifting Soonyoung. Mingyu sees the message Cheol sends and brings you to Joshua’s room as well. “Hey hey, why are you taking them to my closet? What if they fuck in there?”

“Then they'll be happy again,” Vernon says with a smile on his face. Shua rolls his eyes before giving in. Eventually, you and Soonyoung are both shoved into the small closet. You try to stay as far as you can from him, putting a blowup titan in between the two of you. To ease the awkwardness after a few minutes of silence, Soonyoung asks, “You think Shua uses this thing as a sex doll?”

“If he does, I regret touching it,” you reply. The boy beside you laughs and says, “If I remember correctly, you and Joshua sleeping together for a whole two years after college, right?” 

“Yeah well, it was kinda weird. Let's just say, you aren't the only furry in our friend group.” This makes him laugh again before finding a place to sit down. You take a seat beside him as he leans his head on your shoulder, “I’m sorry, Y/n.”

“For what exactly, Soonie?” You ask back wanting a better explanation than just a small sorry. He rolls his eyes before saying, “You already know why. For being immature and not dealing with things like an adult.”

“To be honest, none of us deal with things like adults. We're just the worst. I guess I’m sorry too.” you say back to him. The two sit comfortably in silence just relaxing in each other’s company. Why did we make things so hard for no reason? you wonder. That thought quickly goes away when you remember that the two of you are friends and you never want to ruin that, but your thoughts are interrupted, “I love you, Y/n. But I mean even if it's pretty obvious, I know I'm not very good at showing it.” 

“But we're friends, Soon,” you say back before walking to the other side of the closet. You glance at his face for a second and see a bit of hurt in his eyes. Why am I still hiding how I feel? What’s the point of lying to myself and everyone else? You ask yourself before he breaks your thoughts once again, “Y/n, you say that, but then you're willing to fight with me for months because of the whole situation. Why are we just continuing to do this to each other?” 

“I don't know, Soon. I really don't know,” you reply, overwhelmed, burying your face into your hands. He walks behind you and gives one of his famous, familiar back hugs to comfort you. You relax into the hug as he softly kisses your shoulder, “it's okay, Y/n. You don't need to have an answer right now. It's not wrong to want to take everything at your own pace. I just don't want to feel like I have to constantly avoid you because like you said, you are my best friend.“

“Are you trying to say ‘the power of friendship is so strong’ that we can get through things like this?” you sarcastically say as you laugh and lean into his arms. He giggles and replies, “That's exactly what I’m saying.” The two of you once again sit in silence. You take in everything from the moment you first saw Soonyoung as a small boy eating dirt in the playground to this exact moment You wonder when everything changed, “When did you realize you loved me, Soon?” 

“There isn't an exact moment. I think just over time my love constantly grew for you. I didn't realize it at first and never really wanted to accept it because, well I'm pretty sure it's obvious why,” he responds. You feel the same way. You've always just told yourself it was because of that dance, but you know those feelings have always been there. More importantly, you know you've acted on those feelings before. “Why did you leave me after graduation? After I told you I love you?” 

“Because I was stupid and a coward. I got jealous of Joshua, but then I started to think I wasn't as good as him. I wouldn't be good enough like him. I thought I wouldn't be able to make you happy like he would, ” he says honestly. You don't understand how he could ever think he wasn't good enough. You loved everything about the kid, from his weird tiger obsession to his incredible dance skills. “Soonie, you know I never believed you weren't good enough. And to be honest, Shua wasn't the greatest boyfriend. He was an amazing friend, but there's something off about knowing your boyfriend is denying his feelings for someone else”

“I guess that's how Seoyeon felt. It was just seeing you in the arms of a model like him brought up my insecurities I guess. I thought it would be too hard to compete. So I ran away because I didn't want to deal with the feelings, ” he explains still holding you in his arms. You feel how much bigger his arms got over the years and decide to ask him another question, “When did you start working out? Not that I'm complaining, but the last time Cheol asked you to work out with him you called him a loser and told him there's no reason to work out when you have a cute face.”

“Yes, my face is adorable, but I figured I'd just work out because why not. Also, Ji paid for a year's gym membership in China by accident,” he answers while softly laughing. The two of you continue to talk about random things for the next few hours without anyone interrupting you. You hear soft snoring on the other side of the door. Soonyoung quietly opens the door to not wake the sleeping person on the other side. You walk out to see Seungcheol and Wonwoo fast asleep on each other and quickly take a photo before sneaking away. You and Soonyoung decide to leave through the window to avoid questions or stares from anyone else. For the rest of the night, the two of you wonder who knows where and finally you feel happy to be with your best friend for once.

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↣ summary: after not seeing each other for years, Yn is ecstatic when she finds out all of her friends will finally be in the same place at one time. but unfortunately an unwanted dream turns a 12 year friendship into hateful relationship between yn and soonyoung.

↣ pairing: reader x soonyoung.

↣ genre: angst, comedy, youtube au, sm au. friends to enemies to lovers.

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when you love someone | joshua hong

ミ★ synopsis: at the age of eighteen, the name of your soulmate appears on your wrist. good thing you and joshua have the same birthday, right?

ミ★ genre: soulmate!au, best friends!au, fluff, angst, humor

ミ★ warnings: none!

ミ★ word count: 3,979

ミ★ pairings: joshua x female reader

ミ★ notes: hi ! this one took me a couple days to complete as i had a bit of a harder time writing it for some reason ?? i haven’t written a oneshot for joshua yet even though i currently have an ongoing series for him, so i thought that it was about time. that being said, i hope you guys enjoy it!

“Are you ready?” Joshua asks as you stare hardly at the countdown displayed on his laptop. It’s one more minute until you guys officially turn 18. Yes, you and Joshua have the same birthday. It’s literally the main reason you both first started talking when you were younger. Your guys’ first conversation went a little like this:

“Hi! I’m Joshua.” 

“Hello, I’m yn.” 

“We have the same birthday, I think that means we should be best friends.” 

“Does it?”

And that’s the gist of the story of how you and Joshua became best friends at the tender age of ten. You both were inseparable afterwards, always saying you’re each other’s birthday twin and how it was practically fate that you two met. However, fate always works in mysterious ways.

“What if my soulmate’s name is ugly? Like, I’d have that on my wrist for the rest of my life.” You worry, a frown etching itself on your face the more you think about it. 

“There’s no ugly name yn-”

“Herbert.”

“... okay. You got me there. It’ll be fine though! Don’t stress out about it.” Joshua says in an attempt to calm you down but you nervously bite your lip as you see that there’s only thirty seconds left. Joshua rests both hands on your shoulders, making you turn back to look at him. His face is rid of any nervousness, instead there’s a reassuring smile.

“It’ll be okay, I’m here.” You let out a shaky breath, finally feeling a smile come out. 

“There it is, your smile.” He mutters, letting go of your shoulders so that you both can turn your heads and stare back at the countdown. Your eyes widen once you realize there’s only six seconds left.

five...

four... 

You rub your wrist, feeling more nervous as the seconds go by.

three...

Joshua turns to glance at you, noticing your thumb rubbing small circles where your soulmate’s name will be.

two... 

one.

You and Joshua both glance down at your wrists once the small burning sensation starts, and your eyes immediately widen at the name that appears. You pull your scrunchie out of your hair, covering the name on your wrist. You turn to Joshua to see him also covering his soulmate’s name.

“Who’d you get?” Joshua asks quietly, and you turn your head to glance at him. The purple of his lights reflect against his skin, making him look more ethereal than he should.

“You.” You breathe and his eyes widen before shortly going back to normal. “Wait, are you serious?”

You stare at him for a moment, before letting out a laugh and slapping his shoulder. You shake your head, and he lets out a small chuckle afterwards.

“I’m kidding! You should’ve seen the look on your face.” You giggle and he rolls his eyes, reaching out and nudging you with his hand. He stares at you, before shaking his head and looking back down at his wrist. 

“What about you?” You ask and Joshua shrugs, leaning back onto his bed frame. He looks up at the ceiling, trying to mentally send the universe a message.

“Just some random girl’s name.” He answers softly, and you nod your head slowly. You both sit there quietly for a moment, soaking in the fact that you guys just discovered the names of your soulmates. Joshua breaks the silence first by patting the space beside him. You grin, before scooting over so that you’re next to him. You rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, feeling him rest his head on top of yours after a second.

“Is your soulmate someone you know?” You ask again and Joshua chuckles.

“You’re so curious for someone who won’t tell me who their soulmate is.” You scoff, lifting your head from his shoulder to squint at him. He smiles at the expression on your face, raising his hand to squish your cheek. You stick your tongue out at him, slapping his hand away and he laughs.

“Happy birthday, yn.” Joshua says, patting your head. You smile, closing your eyes as he begins to run his fingers through your hair.

“Happy birthday, Joshua.”

“A little bit more to the left.” You move the decoration according to his order, and Joshua claps his hands.

“That’s the spot, you can put the pin now.” You shove the pin into the decoration, securing it’s spot on the wall. You step off the stool and follow Joshua into the kitchen.

You and Joshua are preparing the decorations in your house for your guys’ birthday party in an hour. Your mom is upstairs cleaning the bathroom while your dad went out to go and get last minute party favors. It’s truly quite erratic in your household right now considering the fact that also Joshua fell from the stool so now you’ve been the one putting up the decorations.

“Can you try one of the cupcakes and tell me if it’s good?” You ask as you tend to the rice. Joshua picks one up and takes a bite. You hear him let out a sound of approval and you turn your head to see him about to snatch another one.

“Hey! No! Those are for the guys, you have to wait.”

“But it’s my birthday.”

“It’s my birthday too.”

“... and?”

“And... whatever bitch! Wait until later!” You shove Joshua out of the kitchen and he lets out a little cackle as you move the cupcakes to a place where he can’t get them. He sits down at the kitchen island and watches you wash the rice before placing it into the rice cooker. 

“Will you ever tell me who your soulmate is?” You freeze for a moment, before carefully turning on the rice cooker. You turn to Joshua to see him watching you with a serious expression on his face. You laugh for a second before responding with a straight face, “Never.”

“Never ever?!”

“Never ever.” You tell him and he’s about to protest even more when your doorbell rings. 

“It’s probably one of the guys, can you go get-”

“FBI OPEN UP!”

“Jeonghan your voice is too fucking soft for this! You should’ve let Wonwoo do it!”

“Well what the fuck is this oppression.”

“OPPRESSION??!!”

You and Joshua give each other a look after hearing the guys argue behind your front door, and you both giggle. You shoo him towards the door and he gives you a smile, “Don’t think I forgot about the soulmate thing! We’ll talk about it later.” 

You roll your eyes at him and he smiles wider, turning around and heading over to let in the first guests. You turn back towards the stove, a tired sigh escaping you. Glancing down at your hand, you slowly lift up the thick bracelet you put around the name on your wrist, seeing the letters reflect in the light as if it’s mocking you. 

two months later…

“I can’t believe you’ve done this!” You recite the famous vine as Soonyoung picks up the food he spilled from your lunchbag when he decided to scare you as you were grabbing your food. He rolls his eyes, hitting your ankle and you let out a small, “ouch.” 

“I’ll buy you some food after school okay? Anything you want. I’ll even get you boba!” You smile once he hands you back your now empty lunchbag. 

“Can you buy me something too?” Wonwoo jokingly asks, to which Soonyoung shoves him as a response. You chuckle as the two begin to argue, looking around to catch the reactions of your fellow classmates. 

Your eyes land on Joshua talking to a girl you haven’t seen before, and you take note of the happy expression on his face as he looks down at her. You feel your heart twinge, choosing to look down at the floor. Joshua looks up and sees you waiting by the doors as Wonwoo and Soonyoung fight. He takes notice of you rubbing the area on your wrist where your soulmate’s name should be, and he turns to Soojin to bid her goodbye.

“I’ll see you after school!” Joshua tells Soojin and she nods her head, a small blush on her cheeks as she watches him walk off. 

“I’m here to save you from third-wheeling.” Joshua announces as he walks up beside you, causing you to practically jump, having not expected him. He lets out a chuckle as soon as you curse under your breath, “Were you really that surprised?”

“Yeah?! Jesus fucking Christ you’re like a ninja or something.” You say, nudging him with your shoulder as he continues to laugh. He pats your head as an apology and you threaten to bite his hand.

“By the way! Soonyoung and I always third-wheel you two. Not the other way around, don’t get confused Josh.” Wonwoo states once him and Soonyoung finally notice that it’s not just you anymore. Your eyes widen at the words and Joshua lets out a chuckle, immediately shaking his head to try and argue that he’s absolutely incorrect. 

“We’re right, you’re wrong, shut up.” Soonyoung says before Joshua can even open his mouth and you raise an eyebrow at him. You reach out to pinch Soonyoung’s arm, only for Wonwoo to interrupt and point out a girl that’s staring at you guys. 

You turn around to see the girl Joshua was speaking to a few minutes ago staring at you guys, and she looks away with a furious blush blooming on her cheeks. She turns around and walks in the opposite direction once Joshua turns to glance as well. 

“Someone has a crush on little Joshie here, ooOOOoo!” Soonyoung teases and Joshua laughs, slapping his hand away once he reaches out to squeeze his face. 

“Let’s head to class-”

“What if it’s his soulmate?” Wonwoo jokes and you freeze, causing Soonyoung to glance at you. Joshua rubs the back of his neck, and you quickly look at his wrist to see the bracelet still covering the name. 

“Wait, is she seriously your soulmate?” Wonwoo asks once he takes notice of how sheepish Joshua looks now. Your eyes widen at the prospect that Joshua may have found his soulmate, and Soonyoung raises a hand to his mouth in shock.

“She’s not my soulmate, you guys are overreacting.” Joshua responds, adjusting his backpack. He grasps your wrist softly, pulling you in the direction of the classroom before they can get another word in. 

Wonwoo and Soonyoung share a knowing look before following you guys.

“C’mon yn! Let’s go get food.” You nod your head, getting up out of your chair to follow Soonyoung only to stop once you notice Joshua smiling down at his phone screen.

I wonder who he’s talking to, you think to yourself. He begins to type on his phone when you get the idea to invite him to eat with you and Soonyoung.

“Joshua, do you wanna come get food with us? There’s gonna be boba too!” Joshua immediately turns off his phone and pockets it. 

“I won’t be paying for you though. I’m only paying for yn cause I spilled her lunch today.” 

“It’s okay guys, I’m meeting with someone later anyways.” You raise an eyebrow at him, and he stares back at you. He breaks the eye contact once he notices someone at the door, and you turn to follow his gaze.

“Hi Soojin, I was just about to head to your classroom.” Joshua greets cheerfully, putting on his backpack and heading over to the girl. She smiles happily at him, opening her mouth to tell him that they’re on the same wavelength.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Joshua says, waving bye at you and Soonyoung as they head out the door. You give him a tight-lipped smile, looking down at the floor once they’re out of sight. Soonyoung looks at you, noticing you rubbing the bracelet that covers the name. 

“It’s him isn’t it?” You glance at Soonyoung, curious as to what he means.

“What do you mean?” 

“Joshua’s your soulmate, isn’t he?” You squint at him, looking back down at the floor as you let go of your wrist. You shake your head no, bending down and grabbing your backpack silently. 

“Let’s go.” You mutter, walking out of the classroom without so much as a glance back at Soonyoung to see if he’s following you. 

“Mom, I’m home!” You announce as you enter the house, slipping off your shoes and leaving them by the door. Taking one last sip of the milk tea Soonyoung bought, you walk into the kitchen, expecting to see your mom preparing dinner… only to find Joshua raiding your pantry. 

He’s humming under his breath as he checks out the newly opened box of chocolate chip granola bars you bought the other day. He frowns at it, placing the box back onto the shelf in order to grab your bag of small ube cakes. 

“You know, if you finish all my ube snacks… I will choke you.” Joshua lets out a small chuckle, turning around to stick his tongue out at you, “Kinky. Will you tie me up too?”

You scoff, motioning that you’re about to throw up at the idea and he laughs at you. He tosses you an ube cake and you swiftly catch it, immediately opening up the package and taking a bite. 

“You’re still hungry? Even after you ate with Soonie?” Joshua asks and you shrug.

“Bold of you to say that when you’re the one who broke into my house to steal food from my pantry.”

“Okay first of all,” Joshua begins, turning around to face you with a finger up in the air. You look at him with an amused expression on your face, “it’s not breaking and entering if I didn’t break anything.” 

“That’s not how it works at all-”

“SECOND OF ALL! I am not stealing. Auntie told me I can eat whatever I want when I come over.” Joshua finishes and you roll your eyes. He chuckles, turning back towards the pantry to grab a packet of ramen to make.

“Who was that girl you were with? Sofa? Soju?” You ask after a moment of silence. Joshua tenses up, before relaxing his posture. He turns around and rolls his eyes at you, but you notice the stiffness in his features.

“Soojin, and she’s new in my class. We got paired up for a project so I invited her to a cafe so we can discuss who will do what. She’s really sweet, I think you and her would get along well.” He explains, sitting down on the counter as you take out your laptop from your backpack. You don’t respond right away, suddenly being reminded of the way Joshua reacted when Soonyoung joked about Soojin being his soulmate.

His eyes were literally SPARKLING when they talked. Do his eyes sparkle like that when he talks to me? Or with anyone else? Do his eyes just sparkle normally?? 

You turn and look at him, trying to see whether his eyes sparkle as he looks down at you. Instead, you find a fond expression on his face, a small smile as he stares at you. Your eyes widen once the feeling of warmth inches up your neck, instead choosing to look back down at your laptop. 

“Is she your soulmate?” You ask quietly, and Joshua bites the inside of his cheek, smile disappearing immediately. He looks away from you and out your kitchen window, a frown now taking over his features.  

“Why should I answer that when you won’t even tell me who your soulmate is?” Joshua responds in an aggravated tone, and you pause, having not been the one with his anger directed towards you before. You let out a sigh, picking up your laptop and your backpack.

“I’m going up to my room. You can stay for dinner if you want, my mom should be home soon.” You say tiredly, heading up to your room and away from Joshua. He watches as you go, still feeling annoyed at the question. He slams his fist down on the counter, clenching his jaw as he hears you shut your door. Joshua lets out a sigh, knowing that he got aggravated at you for no reason. He hops off the counter, walking over to the sink to wash the glass before he goes to your room to apologize.

I’ll apologize and then make us ramen to make up for it, Joshua thinks to himself as he sets the newly washed glass on the dishrack. 

You set your backpack down by your desk, letting out a frustrated sigh as you open up your laptop again. Closing your blinds, you take off your jeans to put on a pair of sweats. You take off your bracelet, moving to reach into your other drawer to grab a wristband when your bedroom door opens. 

“What did I tell you about knocking-” You look up to see Joshua opening his mouth to speak, only to stop and stare right at your wrist. Your eyes widen, slowly turning your head to see your soulmate’s name reflecting directly back at him. You immediately move your arm behind your back, now hiding it from his view. 

“You should’ve knocked.” You mutter quietly in an attempt to change the subject, beginning to hear your rapid heartbeat in your ears as his gaze slowly lifts up into your eyes. 

“Let me see your wrist.” Joshua says, and you shake your head no. You quickly open up your drawer and grab a wristband to cover it, only for him to stop you by grasping your arm softly. 

“Please don’t.” You whisper, tears threatening to spill over. He doesn’t listen to your plea, continuing to slowly turn your wrist so that your soulmate’s name reflects back at the both of you. 

Joshua

A shaky breath leaves his lips, and you shut your eyes tightly as the tears slip past and fall onto your carpeted floor. He slightly squeezes your wrist, glancing at you with his lips shut in a tight line. You open your eyes once you feel a tear drop fall onto his name, and you look up to see his shoulders slightly shaking. 

“Is it me?” He asks quietly, and you stare back at him. His eyes that typically hold a sparkle to them are now glassy, more tears threatening to escape as he awaits your answer. You nod your head and he lets go of your wrist, running a hand through his hair.

“Why did you lie?” Joshua asks, looking at you with a hurt expression on his face. You wipe the tears away from your eyes once your vision gets blurry. 

“Because I know I’m not yours, Joshua!”

“We’re best friends we don’t lie-” 

“Bullshit! You hid your soulmate’s name from me too!”

“You hid yours! And now I’m finding out months later that I’m your fucking soulmate? Do you know how I feel?!” 

“How you feel? I constantly feel like fucking shit knowing that I’m fated to you but you’re fated to somebody else! That you’re going to love somebody else that’s not me! I bet you already found your soulmate considering how you reacted to Soonyoung joking about Soojin being yours.” You yell, more tears falling past your eyes as you feel an indescribable pressure against your chest. You dig your nails into the palm of your hand as you both stare at each other in silence. Joshua finally lets out a tired sigh, ripping off the bracelet from his wrist and turning it towards you. Your eyes widen once you see that it’s blank, and you look back up at his face.

“Your-”

“My soulmate is dead, yn. Their name never showed up which means they’re already gone.” He says tiredly. He walks over and sits on your bed, resting his head into his hands. You stare at him, before slowly stepping over and sitting beside him. You both sit in silence, sorting out your thoughts based on the newfound information that spilled between you two.

“I’m sorry.” You whisper and Joshua peeks at you through his hands. He lifts up his head and turns to you, reaching out and intertwining his hand with yours. 

“No, I’m sorry yn. I should’ve been more understanding.” You shake your head and he shakes his head at you as a response. You frown, shaking your head back and he shakes his head again. You let out a giggle, and he chuckles along with you.

“If we keep arguing about who’s supposed to apologize then we’ll never figure this out.” You tell him and he nods, squeezing your hand. 

“Yeah, you’re right.”

You both sit there in silence once again, your heart going into a frenzy while Joshua’s begins to calm down. He looks at you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear, immediately getting your attention based on the way you bite the inside of your cheek.

“Awe so cute, you’re biting the inside of your cheek! You always do that when you’re shy!” Joshua exclaims as he squeezes your cheek and you scoff, slapping his hand away and sticking your tongue out at him. You turn your head and notice the glassiness in his eyes begin to subside.

“What do we do now, Joshua?” You ask and he lets out a breath, straightening his posture as he thinks for a moment. 

“I think we both still need some time to figure out things ourselves before we do anything.” Joshua answers honestly, and you nod your head, only for your eyes to widen once you comprehend what he just said.

“Wait, so you’re implying that something will happen between us in the future?” 

“...yeah? What, did you think I was just going to live my life knowing that I’m the soulmate of the girl that’s quite possibly the best possible life partner?” You shake your head, a small smile threatening to appear on your face. 

“I mean, kinda?” Joshua lets out a laugh, and you find yourself laughing along with him. 

“You’re crazy to think that I wouldn’t take the first chance to be with you, yn. We just need some time to figure some things out since the whole soulmate thing is still so new to us.” Joshua explains and you nod, understanding where he’s coming from completely. 

“I’ll keep hiding your name on my wrist when we’re at school and with the group.” You add and Joshua immediately shakes his head no, looking at you with a grin. 

“Why don’t you want me to hide it?” 

“I like seeing my name on your wrist, it makes me happy knowing that I’m at least someone’s soulmate.” He mutters quietly, letting go of your hand to brush his fingers against his name. You let out a small smile, reaching out and patting his head.

“I’ll cover it until we decide what to do with us, okay? For now I’ll cover it when we’re in public, you can see it when we’re hanging out.” You reassure him and he nods his head slightly, feeling the weight lifting off his shoulders. 

“So… best friends for now?” You ask and Joshua chuckles at your outstretched hand, reaching out and grasping it softly.

“Best friends for now.” He answers with a smile, staring straight into your eyes. You look away as warmth begins to surface in your face again, standing up off your bed and announcing that you’re going downstairs to grab water. Joshua watches as you practically sprint out of the room, an amused expression on his face as he finds himself more endeared by everything you do.

While you fill up the glass of water, you can’t stop thinking of the sparkle in his eyes as he stared at you. Wondering how you didn’t notice that there’s always a sparkle in his gaze when he looks at you.

curious as to how you didn’t realize sooner that the love in his eyes was only meant for you. 

[escapewriter]

Ghost of You

pairing : jeonghan x reader

synopsis : he made a promise to always tell you that he loves you, and he intends to keep it, even if you’re not with him.

genre : angst

word count : 2.7k

warnings : slight mentions of an abusive relationship, mention of character death

posted : 12/1/20

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Day 60

My Dearest YN,

It’s me again. I know you probably don’t read these, or maybe you moved apartments and a random stranger is receiving these letters, but it’s okay, so here’s your daily ‘I love you.’

I love you.

With my whole heart.

But you knew that already, which is why you left. But don’t worry about me my love, I know deep down you love me too. Even if I haven’t heard it with my own ears, I know you do.

Love, Jeonghan

‘Will he ever stop?’ you thought to yourself as you finished reading the letter.

It’s been two months since you broke up with Jeonghan, and you regret it every single day. You fell too fast and he fell for you too which is what terrified you the most. You were scared, all because he said those three words that you wanted to so badly say back to him. But the two of you had only been going out for less than two months and it felt too fast, making you take a step back to rethink and ask yourself if you really do love him.

You will never forget the look on his face when you didn’t say it back. His body slowly falling into a slumped form, eyes avoiding yours, and smile not as bright as before. He was patient though, but you couldn’t avoid the embarrassment and sadness in his eyes as they became unbearable to look at as days began to pass. You started to build up your walls again and became very distant.

It was two weeks after he told you he loves you, he finally cracked, asking and begging you to tell him why you were avoiding him. However, he was left heartbroken as you lied straight to his face, telling him that you love another man.

How stupid of you.

But you’ll never forget the words he said as you were leaving his apartment.

“I’ll always love you YN. And I know you love me too, so I’ll wait and I’ll find a way to always remind you that I love you.”

You gripped the letter in your hand, sighing deeply to try and hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.

Why couldn’t you just tell him the truth? Why couldn’t you just go back to him when you know he will welcome you with open arms? Well to answer it truthfully, you were scared of love. Or maybe the idea of being loved. Your version of love is something that no one should ever have to experience, so maybe that terrified you because you were afraid Jeonghan would end up like that.

Well how could he when he can’t even have the guts to pull a proper prank on you, or even dare raise his voice.

You folded the paper, and put it in your box with the rest of the letters he’s sent to you. He never missed a day since you broke up, which made this more difficult for you to try and forget him.

Day 67

My Dearest YN,

I promise I’m not stalking you or anything, but I saw you at the market the other day. I’m sure you saw me too which is what caused you to drop most of your items. It was cute though, don’t worry. You’re always adorable. Anyway, I saw that you just left everything and didn’t buy them, so here you go. Always stock up on food, okay? You know better than to let someone like me stop you from having your nutrients. Anyway, I hope you’re taking care of yourself. Here is your daily ‘I love you.’

I love you. A lot.

Love, Jeonghan

You looked at the bags filled with various snacks and drinks. You already knew he put extra items in there so you wouldn’t have to go and make a second trip.

As you thought before, it’s small acts like these that make it so difficult for you to move on. Jeonghan just knows the way to your heart, and it fucking sucks because you wish he could just stop.

Day 74

My Dearest YN,

I saw this couple move in next door. They looked very happy and excited to finally have a home of their own together. Maybe get married and start a family. I dreamed about having that life with you. I wanted to give you the world, and I still do.

They were playing music the other day. They were laughing so loud that you could hear it through the walls. It reminded me of the time when we came home after your birthday and you were spending the night. I put on some music and we danced in the living room with no lights on, just the two of us.

I’m sorry, I’ll stop. I can’t help it though; I really fucking miss you. And I keep playing that same song we danced to; it’s always on repeat for me.

Anyway, here’s your daily ‘I love you’ before I continue to reminisce about the good times.

I love you. My love.

Love, Jeonghan

How could he dream about having that life with you when you both don’t know how to love. No, when you don’t know how to love. You can’t even deny it because you want that life with him, but your fear is getting in the way of that, and it frustrates you so much because all he wants to do is show you what it’s like to fall and be in love.

If you were Jeonghan, you’d do the exact same thing he was doing. This really makes you not forget a person.

Your mind wandered to the memory the two of you shared on your birthday. The song was anything but slow because he thought it was too cheesy, so he whipped out his phone and played some Rihanna.

You both jumped in the dark and attempted to sing along, then eventually were brought together at the bridge. You held each other so tight and didn’t let go even when the song was over.

That song is such a happy song, yet whenever you hear it, it makes you want to cry your eyes out. If only you weren’t such a coward, maybe you two would be together right now and living your lives filled with happiness; dancing your hearts out in the house you two shared.

Day 81

My Dearest Yn,

I had a really rough day today. I just wasn’t feeling it at all when I was at work, but I also didn’t want to go home because you wouldn’t be there to make me feel better. I probably shouldn’t be telling you things like this, it just fucks up everything, I think. I hope your day was better than mine and if it wasn’t, I hope this will make you feel better. It made me feel better buying them for you. Here’s your daily ‘I love you.’

I love you. And I’ll love you until the last flower dies.

Love, Jeonghan

You couldn’t believe that buying you a bouquet of flowers made his day better. But you did wonder what was wrong, and your first instinct was to call him and immediately check up on him, but you deleted his number. Well, you do have it memorized but you promised yourself you wouldn’t dare try to contact him unless it was an emergency.

You took the vase of flowers and put it by the window so it can live for as long as it can, secretly hoping they will never die.

~

It’s been five days and you haven’t received a letter. You thought that maybe it was just his schedule so he didn’t have time to send you anything. It shouldn’t really bother you because you wanted this in the first place.

However, five days soon became one week, then into two, then three, and now a month. You didn’t know what happened or what made him stop.

Did he meet someone new? Was he too busy? Was he trying to see if you would reach out to him? These questions led you up to where you were now; in front of his house.

Your heart rate increased with every step you took as you approached his front door. You took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. You waited a few seconds, thinking he was doing something. When there was no answer, you rang the bell again. You leaned onto the left side, putting most of your weight on your left leg and then switched it to the right side. Confused that there was no answer, you looked in the driveway and saw a car; it wasn’t Jeonghan’s car. You began to panic as you thought that maybe he did in fact meet someone new.

You slowly began to back away and return to your car before hearing the door open.

“YN?” You turned around to be met with the soft eyes of Chan, “What are you doing here?” You pondered about whether you should tell him the reason why you were there or just to make something up. Telling the truth was best right now.

“Oh, hi Chan. Uh, is Jeonghan around?” Chan pursed his lips, refusing to give you any information of the said man’s whereabouts. “Ah, I’m uh, I was just wondering where he is and if he’s okay. I don’t know if he told you or the rest of the guys, but he’s been writing me letters for almost four months and then they suddenly stopped. I just want to know if he’s okay.”

You took a deep breath before seeing a fire ignite in Chan’s eyes, “You want to know if he’s okay? Really? Your spoiled ass doesn’t get a letter for a month and now you come back thinking he’ll be here?” Hot tears were streaming down Chan’s face as you watched in shock, seeing Mingyu appear behind him with sadness in his eyes. “You want to know if he’s okay, YN?”

“Chan,” Mingyu reached for the youngest shoulder only for him to shake it off and step outside, into your personal bubble.

“No! She’s the reason! If he didn’t drop off those stupid letters, none of us would be mourning for him right now! You want to know what happened to Jeonghan? He crashed. He fucking crashed while trying to drop off your stupid letter. You didn’t deserve him!” Mingyu hugged Chan from behind, slowly dragging him back inside, “You didn’t deserve him!”

“I’m so sorry, YN. I think it’s best that you leave.” With that, Mingyu closed the door as you heard Chan’s ruffled cries through the walls.

Your ears couldn’t believe what they heard just moments ago. There is no way Jeonghan is gone, there’s no way.

You didn’t notice the tears falling down your face before the door opened again, this time meeting Joshua’s cold eyes.

“Here,” He held out a familiar envelope, “I know he wanted you to have this, so take it.” You softly took the envelope from his grasp.

“I’m so sorry Shua.” A small sob escaped past your lips as he nodded.

“Me too. Now go, but don’t drive with tears in your eyes. We can’t lose another, okay?” You nodded your head and attempted to slow your breathing down before saying goodbye and walking back to your car.

Looking at the envelope, you read the number on it; Day 88. You decided to open it, too impatient to wait until you got home. Ripping the fold, you took out the white paper and held your breath:

My Dearest YN,

I hope you have been taking care of the flowers I got you last week. Because if you didn’t then my love would be fading, but that’s impossible! I’m sure you noticed but one of them is fake hehe. That means that my love for you will never die. Even when I go to the grave, my love will go on and on. Like that one scene in that movie you showed me, I think it was called ‘A Walk to Remember’? Something along the lines of that. But it is true what they say. My love for you is like the wind, you can’t see it, but you can feel it.

Wow I’m writing like I’m never going to write to you again. But anyway, I’m just hoping you didn’t throw away the flowers because I want you to use those as a reminder that I’ll always love you. So here it is, your daily ‘I love you.’

I love you.

P.s. I felt extra happy today so I want you to feel happy when you read this :)

Love, Jeonghan

You slammed your hand on the steering wheel, letting out a cry of pain. The crumpled paper in your hand, hot tears of anger and sadness freely falling like a waterfall. You hated yourself. You absolutely regret everything that you have ever done. Chan was right. You didn’t deserve Jeonghan. You didn’t deserve his time, love, patience; none of it. He was a man who just wanted to love and he wanted to show it. You hated yourself with your every being because you should have just followed your heart and taken the risk, but now you had to pay the price and pain of being selfish. This letter hurt more than anything because even though it was unintentional to make it seem like a goodbye letter, it really felt like one.

Why couldn’t you just let him love you? Why couldn’t you just let yourself love him?

You were too young and immature to love a man like Jeonghan or to be loved by a man like him. Like Chan said, you didn’t deserve it.

As you continued to cry in the car, you didn’t see the eyes watching you from the window of the house. The eyes felt sorrowful that they did this to you, but they can’t bear to watch their friend be in pain any longer.

The three have switched off everyday for the past month to make sure Jeonghan doesn’t try to get out of the house to see you. They needed a way to get Jeonghan to stop persuing for someone who doesn’t want to put in the same effort as he is willing to do.

“Jeonghan, you know it was for the best.” The man refused to look at the younger ones in front of him, “Jeonghan, please say something. I gave them the letter like you wanted.”

“Yeah, you did give them that. Except forgetting to tell them the fact that I’m not dead. It wasn’t a big accident and I made a promise to them that I will always find a way, but all of you stopped it!”

Mingyu ran his fingers through his hair, “Do you not see what they were doing to you? I get that they may have loved you, but if they were too scared to admit it, then they didn’t love you enough to tell you. You shouldn’t have to punish yourself for something that isn’t your fault because your letters say that you’re okay when you’re not.”

Jeonghan stood up from his seat, glaring hard at his friends, “Stop saying that,” His voice cracked, “please.”

Chan stood up, meeting him and putting his hands on his shoulders, “Jeonghan, you can make the same memories with someone who will give the same amount of effort as you.”

He heard the words the younger was saying, but it didn’t process at all because one thing that he knows for sure is that he won’t ever dance the same like he did with you.

“I can’t Chan. I love them.”

[unmanageable-day]

Come to me

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Summary. After what happened in a relationship in the past, you found  it difficult to trust someone with the gentleman image. 'Gentleman' seems like merely a concept and it was probably impossible  for someone to be a genuine one. Now that you're stuck with the number one gentleman at campus for a  group project, how would you cope with the one and only Joshua Hong?

Genre. College!au, non-idol!au / friends to lover

Pairing. Joshua x y/n x a little bit of S.Coups, and a sprinkle of Wonwoo

a/n: text au/social media au parts coming soon!

The biggest wish you had during work group in Joshua's house was to leave as early as possible. You ignored your stomach growling since it was already dinner time. But the house owner insisted you to stay since he already prepared meal for two. Never had you been in such a dilemma when you were hungry, the smell of his cooking was quite appetizing, and at the same time you just wanted to go home. And at this random time, Johnny always popped up, now in a form of phone call which you picked up without bothering to walk away from Joshua's sight.

"Girly, did you forget I invited you to the party at Nakamoto's?" "Oh, shit, I totally forgot." You checked the clock. "Sorry, John, I lost track of time." "What exactly are you doing? Studying?" "Uh.." You stole a glance at Joshua, hoping that Johnny’s voice on the phone was not that loud. "You definitely are." "Uh.. yeah.." A teenie tiny interruption from Joshua sneezing and a loud 'bless you' he said to himself were something you never knew you would be immediately clowned at by sincerely yours, John Suh. "Wait. Where are you? Did I just hear Josh—" "No, you didn't." "Yes, I absolutely did. You're studying with the Hong dude!" "I'm not!" "Yes, you are. Babe, he's at your place? Wait, no, you wouldn't do that. You're at his place?" ‘Why does this guy always get to guess anything right? Ugh why am I friends with him?’ you screamed internally. "You still in his house right now?" "That's because we're not finished yet." "Well, good luck and happy studying, I guess?" "Just hang up, Suh." "Yeah, sure. Better not make Hong dude feel neglected." "Johnny, I swear to God, stop." "Have fun. Take a breather because it's weekend. And don't forget to use protection." "I will murder you one day." "Love you too."

What a funny lie. You and Joshua had completed the presentation and ended it with a thank you page since 20 minutes ago. Now he basically just kept talking about finding more references when you thought it was not mandatory. You just had to convince him that what you both had done was more than enough.

"Is it Johnny?"

"Yeah."

Joshua nodded his head, somewhat understandingly. "There's nothing much left, I guess?"

"Yeah." Now going home early really sounded great, but how do you tell that politely to the house owner? But, isn't it normal to go home once you finish everything? Like, saying 'hey it's past 7 PM, you and I definitely deserve a good nap so I'll get going now, see you tomorrow' sounds pretty casual, right?

"Do you want to hang out for a while?" he asked even before you finished your thoughts.

You shrugged in confusion.

"Look, we've been hanging out but all we do is studying and getting this project done. So why not trying to do something else, like normal friends would? I mean, you know my friends, and you're pretty close with them. Isn't it weird that I'm the only one who is like a stranger?" He tried to read your face, which was still looking puzzled. "That's if you think of me as your friend. Because, I do.. and I want to get to know you more.." He sounded unsure as his voice faded away.

"Oh, yeah.. yeah, yeah, of course," you blabbered without thinking. You were so going to be the weird one if you blurted out that you saw him only as a project partner. The future of having awkward relationship between him and the other guys seemed crystal clear if you rejected him befriending you.

He smiled, feeling relieved. "Do you like watching movies?"

"Yeah, sure." At this point you had no idea how many yeahs you have said.

"Do you want to pick a movie?"

"Anything would be fine."

"Okay. I hope you're fine with horror movies."

You smiled, wondering if you looked panic when he said horror movies. You were so bad at horror movies. Mingyu was one of your victims as he became your personal punching bag whenever the jumpscares were about to pop out. Johnny also hated you for screaming hysterically on every jumpscare scene. Now, should you fake something and just run away to go home, or ask him nicely to pick another movie?

Joshua started setting up a folded mattress, some pillows and a blanket on the floor. His act just distracted you from your escaping plan. You stared at him, question marks were running around in your head, internally rambling 'what's with the mattress and why not sit on the couch?'.

"Oh, this is what I usually do when watching movies, either alone or with the guys," he said, as if he could read your mind. "Come sit here. I promise it's super comfy."

You were practically hypnotized by his sweet voice. All thoughts of running away or asking him to change the movie just magically disappeared as you slowly adjusted your position on the mattress. Joshua naturally shifted to sit closer next to you. To share popcorn, in his defense.

You had been telling yourself to be brave once the opening started. But somehow you just kept shrinking while hugging a pillow throughout the first 10 minutes. Joshua noticed how tense you looked now that your head was on the level of his shoulder, even lower, and the back of your head resting against the folded foot rest of the sofa. You were almost completely lying down with your knees bent to partially cover your sight towards the TV screen.

He chuckled quietly. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah. I am perfectly fine," you quickly answered.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. I'm comfortable." You hugged the pillow tighter, slightly burying half of your face against it. And finally that moment that you'd been expecting came. Yes, the jumpscares. Followed with one of the biggest reaction Joshua had ever seen, after Seokmin and Mingyu, which made him laugh although he had to be your next punching bag. You practically shoved yourself towards him, quite with force he would say, and ended up hiding behind his shoulder. At this point it didn't matter anymore that Joshua Hong was not more than a project partner and you wouldn't even talk to him outside the project activities. You just desperately needed something to hold on. And to hit while screaming.

Joshua's masculine yet sweet scent sometimes distracted you. The way he laughed at you also started to get in your head. But you can't really focus on that because horror movies always got the best of you. Even you unconsciously wouldn't let go of his arm. Your sanity was split as you cursed yourself for being weak.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked, still chuckling. To your surprise, his hand reached yours and gripped your fingers, still resting on his other arm. You immediately pulled away once you got your yourself together, realizing how physically close you were.

"Yeah. I may not look like it but I do like horror movies." Okay. You didn't know why you just talked gibberish. But then your act showed otherwise because you just almost jumped before finally going back to your hiding spot: behind his broad shoulder. He giggled again.

You could feel Joshua adjusting his sitting position with you on his backside. His head was slightly leaning towards yours, effectively making your heart flutter due to the sudden escalation of physical interaction. Eventually he tilted, making contact to your head for a few seconds before he turned to look at you.

"Should I just turn it off or change..." He half whispered while his eyes were searching yours. His eyes moved quickly from your eyes, to your lips, then back to your eyes again. You were sharp to catch his movement when he started leaning in and slowly decreasing the distance between your face.

Your loud ringtone just saved the day so you could release yourself from the awkward scene with him. Scooting a bit away from Joshua, you loudly picked up the phone. "Oh, Mingyu sunbaenim. With Soonyoung and Wonwoo? Okay, sure.."

Joshua silently kept his eyes fixated on you. He rubbed the back of his neck while waiting for you to finish the call.

"Is that Mingyu?" He began speaking to break the silence when you were occupied to your phone after hanging up.

"Yeah." You pretended to look at the time on the clock and be surprised. "It's getting late. I think I should go home."

"Y/n, I'm sorry about earlier.. I wasn't think-"

"What about earlier?" you quickly interrupted. Talking about what just happened during the movie was the last thing you wanted to do. You simply didn't want everything to be even more awkward than it already was.

Joshua opened his mouth, and quickly shut it. "Nothing. It was nothing.." He tried not to look flustered. "I'll take you home?"

"No, no need to. I can catch the bus."

"Okay then. Anyway, it's fun today. Do you think.. we can do this again.. next time?"

"Yeah, sure." You faked an excited tone. "I'll tell Soonyoung and the others, I think they can manage to arrange it."

Joshua almost choked himself, slightly gasping in disbelief. "That... would be great."

[shra-vasti]

Pairing : Joshua x reader

Title : Only you

Genre : angst, fluff, best friends to lovers au

Warnings : cussing

Synopsis : You and Joshua had been best friends since childhood but it feels like someone has broken the promise of not to fall in love with each other.

A/N : Again, the gif used here isn't mine and the credit goes to the owner. I hope you enjoy the read. Have a great day ahead <3

It was like an unspoken rule in between you and Joshua that friends don't fall in love with each other.

You and Joshua have been best friends since you two learned walking and are really close to each other dispite both of your contrasting personality.

Joshua is a gentleman, a sweetheart as you call him. He has a calm personality and overly good manners which backfires him sometimes but all in all he is loved and admired by everyone and he isn't cocky about that.

You on other hand are completely opposite.

You don't have a calm personality as your close friends tell you. If anyone tries to get in your way you are quick enough to show them their spot. Everyone is intimidated by you and your strong aura.

Nonetheless, everyone admires you due to the cliché of getting attracted to people with foul personality and due to your appearance too.

You believe karma works quick if you become one yourself and hence don't think twice before taking a revenge on whoever hurt you or your close ones.

Joshua is a composed soul whereas you are completely reckless and careless.

You just want to enjoy your youth before it fades away and all you do is regret for not doing anything when you grow old.

You are so close that everyone around you think you are dating as cliché as it sounds and both of you wouldn't admit to have small crush on each other.

It's just a crush for you though but for Joshua the boundary of just crushing has been long crossed over and bloomed into love.

He confessed you right away when he was sure about his feelings towards you clearly unknown of the fact that you would blantly reject him.

"Is this your little teenage boy hormone speaking up Joshua? Cause I don't think we can ever fall in love with each other. If you want to have sex just tell me that way and we would be done with it. I don't want our friendship to crumple down, relationships are shits, in the end its suppose to break and I can't afford to lose you, never you."

That was exactly what you said when he confessed to you. You hugged him right after that telling how its okay for him to feel what he felt but to not take any risk when it comes to each other.

You were scared he could tell and he couldn't bring himself to push things onto you so he agreed that friends don't fall in love with each other.

It was hard for him to suppress his feelings although the burden of bottling up his feelings was long gone but he was heartbroken.

He wouldn't tell a soul that he regularly cried himself off the sleep because of you and you wouldn't dare to ask him about the puffiness in his eyes every morning when he met you since you knew it was because of you.

You told him his feelings would vanish eventually that it was just a mere crush but he knew better.

He dated after that and you did too.

He knew you always mess around with boys and never actually get into something serious.

He wasn't sure why you were like this but he made a rough guess that it was due to your parent's broken relationship.

Your parents divorced and you were constantly juggling up from your mother's side to your father's.

You were an only child so even though your parents couldn't stand each other they held onto you like an expensive delicate piece, none of them wanted to let go off you.

Your parents divorce left a great impact on you. You saw them head over heels for each other to them arguing every night regretting over loving each other.

That made you scared of love, not everything that glitters is gold.

After Joshua's confession you became more reckless trying to get his thoughts out of your head.

He was the closest thing you had all your life and you didn't want both of you to end up like your parents.

Before he confessed you, you could feel it in yourself that you somehow started seeing Joshua a bit differently than just your best friend.

You knew you caught feelings but you were scared to admit it only to push his thoughts away by falsely assuming that he didn't feel the same way and you shouldn't be thinking about him like that, he was just your best friend only for everything you crumple down when he confessed his love for you.

You wanted him out of your head so you started messing around more and almost going out every night to some random parties not even caring who was the one organising it.

It was hard for you but it was getting harder for Joshua to see you like that not when he was so madly in love with you and the way he was witnessing your downfall.

It was okay for you to not feel anything for him but going to lengths just so you could make a mess of him was beyond his understanding.

You seem to ignore him more after his confession and he could practically see you slipping off his fingers and he was terrified.

He was terrified he did something terribly wrong by confessing you cause it has done nothing but damage.

But everything changed suddenly when you told him you were ready to be in a relationship, that you've found a guy who is good enough.

It was so not you, to be any but relationship and he could hear his heart break into thousands of pieces at your words as he clenched his fist to not let his emotions rule him, at least not in front of you.

He met your boyfriend and the atmosphere was so awkward that you felt like just running away from both of them.

Honestly, you weren't even in love with your current boyfriend. He just provided your system enough euphoria that you could forget Joshua till the time he entertains you.

You're behavior wasn't unknown to anyone else at your university, you were main topic of conversation amongst your peers almost everyday.

With each day passing it was getting hard for Joshua to control himself.

Even more so when he came to know of your boyfriend cheating on you behind your back.

Joshua went to him, almost instantly throwing a punch in his face when he got the chance making the girl making out with him run for her life.

Joshua was himself shocked at his doing since he was known as the man of composure but he couldn't help but anger well up inside him when he saw your boyfriend messing around behind your back.

He scarifced his feelings for your happiness and back off just so some random boy would come up and destroy what he has been trying to protected deliberately. He wasn't going to let him go off that easily.

He pulled him up by the collar when you boyfriend didn't make any move to get up.

"How dare you cheat her?" Joshua's voice wad laced with anger and disgust.

He guy just scoffed chuckling bitterly still dizzy from the punch he received not long ago, who knew the gentleman Joshua could be this strong.

Joshua pushed him to the wall nearby holding his neck as the guy tried to free himself from him.

"What did she lack for you to go till this measures huh?"

Joshua didn't understand, you literally had everything any guy would ever need so there was no reason for him to cheat you.

"Lack? She lacks the emotions called love." your boyfriend spat out some blood as he gained enough strength to push Joshua off him.

Joshua eyed him in confusion.

"What are you talking about? You are literally the first guy with whom she wanted a relationship with."

You wouldn't date anyone if you weren't feeling for them would you? Was this guy trying to blame his doings on you?

"I wish I was the first guy to have her heart too. But sadly that isn't true. What me and her have feels nothing but a deal. She never once tries to show some feelings towards me unless I'm the one making a move even then I don't feel anything from her."

"You're telling me both of you aren't in love with each other?"

Joshua was even more confused now if he wasn't any more earlier.

"Go tell her I cheated on her and that we are done. I'm tired of pretending I'm the only one making an effort. She was the one using me in the first place." your boyfriend scoffed as he gulped trying to make his voice more stable.

"Stop it with your bullshit. Ofcourse I'll tell her about you messing around like that but don't dare to blame her like that."

"You're telling me you know more about my relationship than I do?"

"She did make efforts in your relationships too. I saw it almost everytime when I was around. You can't say she's the one who lacks feeling maybe you're just full of yourself to see her emotions."

Whenever Joshua hung out with you and your boyfriend he could clearly see you making a move on him by holding his hands first or reminding him to take his medication something Joshua desperately wished to be treated by you and now this cheater had the audacity to say you aren't the one making move.

"Oh so that's the thing." a sudden realization rushed through your boyfriend's mind as he put pieces of information together.

You were always affectionate towards him when Joshua was around and if he wasn't you would spare him a second glance.

"What do you mean?"

"Even after all this talk you don't understand do you? I understand everything now." he laughed loudly as he look up so that the tears won't slip away from his eyes as realization hit him that your heart always belonged to Joshua rather than him.

"Understand what?" Joshua was tired of all this and even more so confused as he learned about your behaviour from your boyfriend.

Didn't you always say that everything was going alright with you and your boyfriend everytime he asked you? Then he didn't know what to do with this new information which was completely opposite to what you always told him.

Your boyfriend look at Joshua taking in his appearance. He chuckled internally as he was reminded how Joshua is and what he is to you.

You never allowed him to say anything bad about Joshua. You couldn't even take a light joke on Joshua without both of you ending up in some filthy fight.

You always leaned more on Joshua's side when it came between choosing any one of them.

Then he understood that Joshua was your best friend and he was bound to be the owner of your heart.

"Do you love her?" he questioned Joshua only to observe the slight stiffness in the boy that came with it.

"You do don't you. You're way to nervous to oppose that."

Joshua just glared in his direction telling him to not change the topic.

"I was going to break up with her anyway but just so you know she's in love with you too, I can clearly see sorry I can clearly feel that. She never makes a move unless you are present, she nevers cares enough for me to the point her blood boils just at the thought to someone trying to hurt you or make a joke on you. You seem to be one lucky guy. She will never look at me the way she looks at you."

With that he stride off leaving Joshua alone with his thoughts.

You loved him? Then what was up with all this drama if you didn't feel anything for the guy.

You're boyfriend had broken up with you telling you that he couldn't take anymore of your distant attitude and truthfully you don't blame him.

You would have done the same thing if you were in his place but the only thing you were unaware of was the fact that Joshua knew the reason of your break up.

"Why did your seemingly perfect relationship broke up abruptly just like that?"

You looked at Joshua at his sudden question.

You were currently in a friend's birthday party and were seated in one of the tables near balcony drinking.

You wonder why Joshua didn't ask you this question earlier right after you told him about your breakup.

He didn't ask you anything untill now all of a sudden.

"He told me he doesn't think it's working." you said trying to avoid making eye contact with him.

"Oh is that so?"

His tone was nearly mocking as if asking it was true but what could you do it was uncalled for and too sudden for your senses to work.

"Why are you asking?"

"Because I didn't see any dread inside of you at the end of your relationship even though you were so invested in him." he said as he drank from his glass.

"I don't know about that."

"Will you go out with me?"

You choked at his sudden question. Didn't you tell him that he relationship is something which is impossible in between both of you. Did he forget about that?

"Joshua. I think you already know the answer to that." you rolled your eyes.

He put his glass onto the table with a loud thud sending shiver down your spine at his sudden change in demnor.

He didn't understand what is stopping you when you feel the same towards him. You can accept to be in relationship with someone random but not dare to give in to someone you have know since eternity.

He swallowed hard, him being drunk didn't help his condition either.

"Lets go." he told as he gestured you to stand up.

"Where? I'm not going anywhere."

For the first time in your whole life you were scared of him. He never once showed his anger towards you nor he behaved so tauntingly towards you.

"My place or let me just book some hotel room your choice." he said looking at you as he once again sat on the chair.

You repeated what he said with a confused look on your face. What was he trying to imply?

"What do you mean by that?"

"I know you don't like taking boys in your place so I suggested we should go at my place or somewhere else..."

He look at you with unfocused gaze clenching his fist tight on the table.

"Aren't you the one who always said 'let's have a sex and get done with it, your feelings will vanish after that' so let's have sex and let me vanish my feelings since you don't want to accept them anyway."

"Hong Jisoo."

Your breathe was irregular as you tried not to let your tears flow. How could he talk to you like that?

"Don't you dare, I'm warning you."

With that you stood up and make a run towards the exit.

Your vision was blurred with tears. You never realized how vulgar those words sounded till you had to hear it yourself.

Did you make him that hurt that he had to hurt to back. Did he felt the same way when you told him to just fuck you and get done with his feelings?

You didn't know who you should cry for. For hurting him or for fucking up like that.

You went straight to your car catching a moment to process what happened back at the party and to catch your breathe.

Just when you felt your breathe steading you felt yourself getting dragged behind building where the party was held.

"Shua leave my hand I want to go home." you tried to free your hand from his but his grip was firm.

"You're hurting me Joshua."

He pulled you forward with you almost losing your balance, if it wasn't for him to catch your waist bringing you closer to his body.

With you wearing heels you were almost the same height as him.

This was your first time being so close to him. You could feel his breath on your face as your nose touched.

You gulped suddenly lost of words.

Your heartbeat quickened as he leaned in, your eyes fluttering close as the distance between both of you lessened.

You could faintly feel his lips against yours before his other hand came in contact with your head and deepening the kiss.

At that moment you felt the firework explode inside of you and you never felt like this even when you had your first kiss.

Your hands which were previously on his chest glide up to his neck. One hand draped over his shoulder and other ran across his hairs.

He moaned at this sensation as he bit your lip before nibbling it. Your head felt dizzy with the sudden explosion of emotions.

The feeling was overwhelming.

None of you wanted to break the kiss but both of you were out of breath, you pull away before with your bottom lip in between his teeth only leaving when he tried to catch his breath.

You looked at him still in dazed as he removed some of your hairs from your face before kissing your forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks and lips again.

"You don't realize how crazy you make me. Is this all new for you? You're always to one who hurt others, getting hurt yourself felt uncomfortable right?"

Your heartbroke as tears rolled down from his face, you reach his face to wipe the tears. He leaned in your touch feeling good to be this close to you.

Feeling hurt yourself indeed felt different. Did you really make him go through that?

"Why are you so afraid of love?" he asked as he put his head on your shoulder to prevent you from seeing just how vulnerable he is.

"Shua..." you wanted nothing but to kill yourself for making him feel that way. Why were so you afraid of living him anyway. He's Joshua, your best friend, never in the world he would hurt you.

"I love you. I love you so much and it's not your body, I don't love you for your body. I know you are like this because of your parents but don't you trust me enough? You were my best friends, you are my best friend and you'll always be. I can not imagine my life without you. I thought these feelings will vanish just like you said but it just grew. It grew so much that it suffocated me. When I came to know about the real reason behind your relationship and break up I was outraged. I was so angry at you. Why would you do that to me?"

He kiss you neck as he lift his head from your shoulder to come face to face with you.

"I hope you realize through that kiss how much you mean to me. Give me a chance. I'm not that hard love."

There were tears in his eyes even though he laughed at the last sentence. The look he gave you almost making your knees wobble.

"You aren't hard to love. It's just me... I'm hard to handle." you looked down feeling tear running down your face.

Joshua put his hand on your neck and made you look up with his thumb on your jawline.

"You are a pain in the ass but you are my pain in the ass."

With that he kissed you again this time more passionate than the last one as if almost begging you to give in.

"Fall for me." he said as he pulled away, your forehead still touching.

You closed your eyes. You loved him he loved you what was there to lose?

He knows you better and would never try do something which will eventually lead you to your fall.

What was there to risk?

"I can't." you said as you opened your eyes and look at his eyes which turned more sad at your words.

He look up as he exhaled through his mouth. You were still so close to each other you could feel the rapid racing of his heart.

He locked eyes with you once again as he felt your hands on either side of his face forcefully making him look at you.

You leaned in once again like he did only stopping when you were a breath away from him.

"I've already fallen for you long ago. I can't fall twice but I can sure fall more deeper"

And you kissed him first this time. You wanted to show him how much you loved him through this kiss.

And he sure wasted no time in returning the kiss with the same passion, same love and same intensity.

"I love you so damn much."

"I love you too, sweetheart."

[ally-127]

epiphany : 2

(noun): an illuminating discovery, realisation, or disclosure

genre: 18+ smut ; angst ; a hella lot of fluff (surprise) ; unrequited love!AU pairing: mingyu x reader ; joshua x reader (both in separate instances) word count: 6.4k warnings: soft dom!joshua: emotional cheating* ; protected CONSENSUAL sex  *please don’t read this particular scene if you’re uncomfortable with it. i’ll mark the start and end of the scene with ‘ // ’ music: ‘lover of mine’ by 5sos ; ‘starry night’ by mamamoo 

summary: unbeknownst to you, your best friend—mingyu—has helplessly fallen heads over heels for you and there’s nothing much he can do about it.

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“the sex means absolutely nothing to me.” mingyu shook his head. he shook away the smoky memory of that night. “it’s you, y/n. you matter to me.”

“so all of a sudden i mean the whole world to you?” the fire mingyu smothered had been rekindled, rage slowly rising in your bones. “did you know how humiliating that was,” you paused to take a short breath. “when you laughed in the face of our friendship—or whatever we have—right in front of josh and soonyoung barely half an hour ago?”

“i’m sorry,” mingyu breathed.

“save it,” you scoffed, getting out his car as hastily as you got into it.

your hands were shaking as you made your way back out to josh. tears couldn’t help but roll down your cheeks.

you were suddenly so uncertain, so conflicted with everything.

sunlight kissed your skin, your pupils adjusting to the brightness as you found your way out the parking lot.

“baby?” you heard joshua’s soothing voice.

at that, you completely broke down. your knees gave out as you crouched down to the ground. you were overcome with guilt and disappointment; guilty that it felt like you were betraying joshua, who only ever gave you the undying love and care he ever had in his system. you were disappointed that you actually felt your chest swell when mingyu told you he loved you when you know your heart already belonged to someone else.

“baby what’s wrong?” joshua sunk down on his knees to reach you. you felt his arm slip around your shoulders to pull you to him.

“nothing,” you wiped the tears roughly away from your face.

“you know you can tell me anything,” he kissed the crown of your head once. twice.

“josh,” you clung to him while you collected yourself.

“come on, let’s go home.”

you both sat in the car in silence, joshua occasionally glancing at you out of concern. he had one hand on the wheel, one hand enclosed around yours.

“did mingyu hurt you?” joshua said under his breath.

“no,” you said right away. “he would never.”

“okay, good.” you heard your boyfriend exhale in relief. “because if he did—“

“don’t worry about it ‘shua,” you had no idea why you were defending mingyu. it felt like an instinctive thing to do. “you know him better than i do, you know he wouldn’t.”

“yeah,” joshua shook his head as if he wanted to rid the bad thoughts about mingyu. “yeah he wouldn’t. i’m sorry.”

“hey, there’s no need to apologise,” you frowned, squeezing his hand. “i’m sorry for worrying you in the first place. what happened just now was just some random breakdown, i’ve just been really stressed lately.” oh how easy it was for you to lie through your teeth to a man you loved.

“i had no idea you were going through that,” joshua rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand, comforting you.

“no, it’s just—“ you shook your head, deciding that you didn’t want to continue this conversation only fuelled by lies. “i’m just tired is all.”

“okay,” you heard joshua murmur under his breath.

you looked out the window, at the skyscrapers that flew past as joshua drove on the highway on the way back to your apartment, his hand still in yours.

your mind drifted to mingyu and guilt stabbed at you.

//

yet, you couldn’t stop him from invading your mind.

even as joshua laid you on the bed back in your apartment, his lips pressing hot kisses down your neck and his hands roaming up your shirt to your breasts.

you moaned for effect as he undid the button of your jeans and slid them down. in truth, you were not feeling much.

the night you spent with mingyu a year ago suddenly became so vivid in your mind, as if you were experiencing it now. you imagined his large hands on your body, alcohol thrumming through your veins and your mind clouded by desire. you imagined his low grunts in your ear as he thrust into you, slowly—

you snapped out of it as soon as you heard joshua’s soft voice call out your name.

“are you sure?” joshua asked as his hands fiddled with the waistband of his sweats.

“yeah,” you pant, arms entwining around his neck to pull him in to press your lips on his. at this point, it was the least you could do for him considering every single thought that ran through your mind betrayed him.

and, somehow, you were extremely turned on by his touch.

“please, i want you josh.”

you stared into joshua’s almond-shaped eyes, suddenly imagining it was mingyu’s. you imagined it was the charming slant of mingyu’s eyes that was staring back at you, slightly narrowed in a way that sent chills up your spine. you shook away the thought, knowing it wasn’t right.

joshua slid his own pants down as he kneeled before you, completely naked in all his beautiful glory.

your mouth would have watered. it should’ve.

he smiled sweetly, crawling on top of you. you attempted to smile back, hoping the smile actually reached your eyes.

“you’re beautiful, do you know that?” he gazed down at your face, running his finger down your face. “quit worrying,” he breathed, minty breath against your cheek making your heart stop for a moment. you felt like you’ve been caught right until he whispered, “let me take care of you.”

you let him use you, let him tighten his fingers around your hip bone and leave marks on your neck with his teeth. your own fingers traced the hairs on the nape of his neck, your shortened breaths elapsing into whimpers as he quickened the undulation of his hips.

“joshua,” you dragged, your bottom lip stuck between your teeth. you were completely wrong about feeling nothing. you felt heavenly; your back arguing against the mattress. everything was simply perfect but you felt incomplete. one specific name, one you truly wanted, was screaming at you and it wasn’t joshua.

it was mingyu.

you had enough self-control to prevent it from slipping out of your lips, even as you neared your high. you shut your eyes, ears filled with the sounds joshua made. it gradually increased in volume, from deep pants to breathy moans in your ear as he chased his own orgasm.

in midst of those, joshua whispered “come for me, baby,” into your ear.

following his command your hips bucked into his as release barrelled down your spine, your walls clenching tight around his cock. you whimpered a low “fuck,” and then all you saw was ecstatic white, along with a face that wasn’t the man who had just taken you there. your hands found purchase on his arms, his pace still fast despite your sensitivity from your orgasm.

“shit,” joshua released into the condom in hot spurts half a minute later, the clashing of his skin against yours reverberating off the walls of your bedroom.

you both rode out your highs, your lips kissing a feverish path on joshua’s angular jawline. he tucked his head in the crook of your shoulder, exhausted. you tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him towards you.

//

“i love you,” he breathed, gazing at you from above. his lips were red, a sheen of sweat across his forehead. if you weren’t so distracted, you would’ve thought he looked like an angel. he was gorgeous.

“i love you too,” you whispered back. he captured your mouth with his in a tender kiss, hand caressing your sides.

joshua pulled out and fell beside you, almond eyes staring at you lovingly. his lips were twisted into a fond smile, eyes tracing your features that you tried so hard to hide your emotions from displaying. unwillingly, a tear escaped the corner of your right eye and down your cheeks.

it wasn’t until today that you’ve come to a conclusion, a sudden snap of realisation of everything you’d been pushing away. you loved mingyu. the only question was, did you love him the same way you loved joshua?

the evening sunlight was enough for joshua to catch that tear that betrayed you. you held your breath, containing all that was piling in your chest.

soon enough, you found a frown etched onto his features. “are you sure you’re alright?” slowly, he raised his finger to wipe that drop of betrayal, of guilt away.  “did i do something wrong?”

“no!” you were unintentionally loud, causing his mouth to part in surprise. you tried with the best of your ability to give him a reassuring smile. “you were perfect.”

“why are you crying, then?” joshua could never sound demanding or forceful. he always kept his voice calm, gentle.

it wasn’t fair to him.

while he loved you with his entire being, you were busy yearning for someone else.

you lied once again. “i really don’t know, josh.”

he cupped the back of your head and pulled you to his bare chest, his other hand pulling up the duvet over both of you.

“we both know you know, y/n,” joshua whispered. “at least, i know you that much.”

“i’m sorry,” you told him, feeling his arm coil gently around your naked waist.

“sleep,” he traced nondescript figures on your skin as a sigh broke out amidst his lips. “you’re tired,” he kissed your temple. “it’s the least you can do for me.”

that was when your very being shattered right in his arms for the second time today. tears streamed down your face, and he shushed you with the same tenderness he’s been giving you since he started loving you. you truly did not deserve him in the slightest.

“i know this is about mingyu,” he told you quietly. you were too preoccupied with controlling the tears that couldn’t seem to stop; you couldn’t muster the energy to deny the truth. “but until you’re ready to tell me about it, i won’t force you.”

if there was a perfect man in this world, it was joshua.

you couldn’t take it anymore. you slipped out from his arms, picked up a shirt you had discarded on the floor earlier, putting it on only to realise it wasn’t yours. it was his.

you dashed into the bathroom to sit on the cover of the toilet, tears running freely down your face. you were alone. the worst thing was, joshua didn’t seem to question your sudden departure from his comfort. guilt engulfed you whole, your body leaving no room for your own dignity to save yourself from drowning.

how could you do this to him? how could you hurt him like this?

your shoulders shook as you sobbed silently into your hands, not wanting to cause joshua any pain than you already had.

“do you love me?” joshua leaned against the threshold, voice equivalent to a hypnotist’s eyes. you were drawn to it, even as you yearned for someone else so badly. even as you saw the hurt in his eyes.

your blurry vision cleared up upon the sight of him. he was dressed in only his sweatpants from earlier, leaving ample skin of his upper torso bare exposing his defined muscles. except, you were too lost in his eyes to realise it.

“i do,” taking a deep breath, you stood from where you were seated. the cold marble of the bathroom stung the soles of your feet when you made your way over to him. you swore under your breath as you inched closer to him. “of course i do.”

“then—actually let me rephrase that,” he shook his head. “do you still love me?”

“yes,” you stammered out. it was a quick response without any hesitation. “so fucking much.”

“then why—” he reached forward to tuck a stray strand of hair that fell beside your face behind your ear. “just why are you crying?”

“you’re right,” you looked down. you couldn’t stand to look him in the eye, you didn’t have any courage left. “it is about mingyu.”

“what did he do?” he grabbed ahold of both your hands.

“he told me he loved me,” as you said that, you lifted your eyes to stare into joshua’s deep set ones. they widened in surprise. if you were an inch closer you could see the reflection of your teary state in his corneas. you could see how much of a mess this has made you.

“and do you?” he questioned slowly, dangerously. his eyes narrowed in suspicion. it killed you inside to witness how trust slowly drained away from this connection you called your relationship. “do you love him back?”

“i—“ you began.

“don’t bother lying to me.”

“i do.”

joshua dropped both of your hands hopelessly.

“just not in the way i love you,” a singular tear fell down the corner of your eyes.

“so you love him?” he asked, accusation now lacing his tone. he was evidently more aggressive, agitated. you could see the hardness behind his eyes that wasn’t there a few minutes ago, the afterglow of his release now faded into the shadows of your bedroom behind him.

“i do,” you repeated. as he said, there wasn’t a point in lying anymore. even if you did, he could detect it the moment the words left your lips. you weren’t even sure why you even did so earlier.

“why did you let me touch you?” he asked.

"because," you take a deep breath, bracing yourself. “i love you.”

“and you love mingyu,” he pointed out bitterly, lips curling into a form that closely resembled a snarl. he turned around, about to leave when you snapped your hand out to grab his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

“don’t leave,” desperation, like a ghost, creeped into your body and you shuddered. you couldn’t have him leave you like this. you weren’t lying when you said you wouldn’t know what you do without him.

“y/n,” he sighed. “you have to figure this out.”

“i know,” you stuttered out. “i fucking know, josh.” you pulled him towards you so could rest your head on his chest, your nimble fingers still wrapped around his wrist. “just—just don’t go, okay?”

after a moment, he whispered a quiet, “okay,” and you exhaled heavily in relief.

you hadn’t lost him yet.

“i’m sorry,” you murmured.

he took a step back. your hand immediately released your grip on his wrist and you were left with nothing to lean on. literally.

“i’ll take the couch tonight,” was the last thing he said before he stepped out of your bathroom and eventually, out of your bedroom.

you stood by the bathroom door, your two feet no longer able to take the weight on your shoulders. your back against the wall between your bedroom and bathroom, you slid down to the floor. eyes closed, your head fell back with a thump against the hollow plaster. your bare legs were bent to keep your body warmth close to yourself. you felt a sudden chill that seemed to drift through your bedroom and without joshua’s warmth, you were freezing.

only a year went by in your relationship, but you felt attached to him as ever. he was the epitome of a perfect lover. he gave you the support you didn’t think you needed, physically and mentally. he was there for you when no one else was. even mingyu.

love with joshua was easy.

it was brilliant and it was easy. it was all you could ever wished for and more.

so how could you do this to him?

the question rang through the evening air. it was too early for you to be sleeping and leaving your bedroom just meant that you had to face joshua’s disappointment again. your tears were long gone, your mind too tired to dwell on the uncertainty of your relationship between two of the most important people in your life. without them, you would be completely lost—floating aimlessly in the dull grey area you called life.

you sat on the floor a little while longer, replenishing your energy as much as possible with this moment of silence. until your ears began to ring in the white noise. you watched as the sun slowly set outside your window, sinking beneath the skyscrapers of seoul. the golden film of sunlight that filtered in through the sheer curtains began receding back, fading away. the end of the day was approaching.

with an unladylike grunt, you pushed yourself off the floor and ran your fingers through your hair, smoothing down the sex and the distress from the strands. you slipped on a pair of grey sweatpants that you dug out from somewhere in your closet to pair with joshua’s shirt. you found it ridiculous that you wanted to appear slightly more presentable for a man who had clearly seen you in worse.

keeping to his word, joshua was on the couch, indulged in a book placed between his knees. he was still shirtless, his hair was a mess. both was your fault; you were wearing his shirt and your fingers were running through his hair like no tomorrow just twenty minutes ago.

you bit your lip as you went unnoticed, padding to the kitchen. you filed through the ingredients in your fridge, with an intention of making dinner for him in hopes of receiving his forgiveness. as well as yourself, as your stomach had begun to rumble timely. you gathered a bunch of vegetables and meat in your arms. whipping up a makeshift dish with what you had in the fridge was one of your specialties.

“y/n?” you heard him call from the other side of the room.

“yes, josh?” you kept your back to him as you flipped open the overhead cabinets of the kitchen counters. so that was where the chilli paste went. it was placed so high up, it was definitely not your doing. you turned back to meet the culprit who was still lounging around on the couch.

“do you need help?” his eyes traced the red bottle up on the shelves. he already knew you needed it.

“no,” you shook your head, the chilli paste high up there was screaming otherwise. you slammed the cabinet shut. now wasn’t the time to exert your pride, but you couldn’t help it.

“if you say so,” joshua shrugged, returning his attention to his book.

after tying an apron around your torso and your hair up into a ponytail, you put yourself to work. you loved cooking as much as you loved working. it was a stress-reliever, a distraction from the overwhelming problems, like the one that currently loomed over you like a dark cloud. you let your thoughts wander as you washed and chopped up the greens, as you placed them in the boiling pot of kimchi soup.

with everything prepared efficiently and according to the plan you drew up in your mind, you were done in forty minutes. as you gave yourself a taste test of the kimchi stew, though, the flavour was far too bland for your liking. your face scrunched up in dissatisfaction. only if you could get the—

“chilli paste?” joshua appeared behind you, startling you. his eyes lit up when his lips stretched into a smile at your surprised state. a rare expression, in your case. in his hands was that bottle of chilli paste. he slid open the drawers that contained the utensils to take out a spoon, uncapping the paste and scooping it into your stew—reading your mind, as usual.

you sighed. “listen, josh—“

“no, y/n, i don’t want to hear it,” he turned to face you. he stood a foot away from you, the pot of kimchi between you and him. “i love you and you love me,” he set the spoon down. “it’s all that matters now.”

“but—“

“everything else doesn’t matter,” he cut you off.

oh, but they very much do.

“you’re not breaking up with me?” you asked casually, untying your apron to set it aside and breaking eye contact. you quickly took out bowls to fill it with rice from your rice cooker.

“what makes you think that?” he said quietly, almost like a whisper.

“i don’t know,” you shrugged.

maybe it was best to keep it to yourself, for now.

until you break again.

“no, i am not breaking up with you.” he avoided your eyes as you glanced sideways at him to witness his facial expression. his voice did not raise a single decibel when he added, “i love you a little too much for that.”

with that you sensed a shift in the atmosphere. it was more peaceful, at least.

you were still uneasy, because he was refusing to touch you. instead, he busied himself with placing each portion of stew into the bowls. you didn’t blame him for being mad, though. you just admitted you loved another man.

romantically or not, it was left for him to assume.

except, the answer was clear-cut.

“do you want to break up with me?” finally, he raised his eyes to meet yours.

your heartbeat faltered a little as you registered his question. “no, of course not,” you took the rice to set them on the kitchen island, where you normally ate.

“then that settles it,” he turned his attention back to the pot.

still, the air was thick with tension. you two sat across one another only to be focused on each other’s dish. there was not one meal where you and joshua would not be chatting away shamelessly, discussing anything under the sun that came to mind. this was the only meal you had with him in complete, dense silence.

you realised you loved him so much it hurt. and you were sure he felt that way about you too.

until mingyu’s unforeseen confession, everything was borderline perfect.

sometimes, you found yourself questioning it. you questioned anything that seemed too perfect it was suspicious. everything was too in place in your relationship with joshua. sure, one could call you a pessimist but until all that happened this afternoon with mingyu, you never seemed to notice the small insecurities that lay within joshua at all. until today.

you got off your seat to fetch a bottle of white wine after you were done. wordlessly, you grabbed two wine glasses rather than one because god knew you both needed it. his eyes remained on you the entire time, you could feel his gaze burning into your skin. he watched the way your slim fingers hooked onto the stem of the wine glasses to balance the base on your palm while your other gripped the olive green wine bottle.

“wine?” you asked, your tone light and airy, when you lifted the contents in your hands with a crooked smile on your face.

the tiniest traces of hope and playfulness in your voice piled up the lump in his throat.

he suppressed it.

as soon as joshua nodded, you set the glasses in front of him and where you were seated, unscrewing the cap and tipping the bottle over. the transparent liquid, tinged with a hint of gold, flowed into the glass smoothly. he watched in amusement as your bottom lip caught onto your teeth, your eyebrows knitted in concentration to avoid spilling the alcohol on the marble top.

before he was with you, he hated white wine. he only stuck to red.

now, he found himself craving for it.

“so,” you sat yourself back down to face him. despite everything that was going on, you attempted to make small talk. “what were you reading just now?”

“something about the origin of human beings,” he held the wine glass to his lips to take a delicate sip. “how we might have become what we are today from just gossip on its own,”

“gossip, huh?” you grinned, holding up your wine glass.

“something you love doing with your girlfriends, it seems,” the corner of his lip barely lifted, but the ghost of a smirk was there.

“it’s in a woman’s nature,” unlike josh, you take a large swig of the liquid you have in your glass.

now, it was joshua’s turn to make small talk. “how’s your report going?”

you sighed, realising your deteriorating relationship between two very handsome men wasn’t your only problem. of course, it was important. however, you had a life and a career of your own too. it was safe to say you’ve worked your ass off to be promoted to the senior management. that came with the doubling of not only the number of subordinates, but also the workload.

that damn report. it took up most of your days in the last few months and was the major cause to most of your migraines and headaches. you should not have volunteered the take up the responsibility of an annual report. you really weren’t lying when you said you’ve been stressed lately.

“it’s,” you winced, thinking about the hours you need to spend tomorrow on your desk. you took another gulp of wine. “it’s coming through.”

joshua noticed your clear discomfort, your run-down appearance and discovered that you truly were exhausted. “you’re tired, i think you should head to bed.”

“i think i should,” you rubbed your eyes, your vision slowly blurring with sleepiness.

“go,” he downed the wine in his glass. “i’ll clean this up.”

“are you sure?” you asked. “i just hurt you,” you shook your head. “i can’t have you cleaning dishes in my own home after that.”

“you didn’t hurt me, love,” he made his way round the table to meet you. you found yourself at eye level with his neck, his chest bare in front of you. he tipped your head up to get you to look at him with a curled finger under your chin. “i was upset, but that was it.” he kissed you on the forehead.

“i love you,” you stood on your tiptoes to press your lips firmly on his.

“i love you, too.” he murmured and broke away from your touch.

you walked towards your bedroom. before you could enter it, you turned around to meet his eyes once again. he was busy cleaning the tabletop that he didn’t notice your gaze, a stack of plates and bowls balanced on one arm.

“josh?”

“yes, love?”

“sleep with me tonight, will you?” you decided you really couldn’t sleep alone tonight. “the couch isn’t as comfortable as it looks.”

“i’ll think about it,” from where you were standing, you spotted his beautiful face sporting a smile. immediately you knew he was going to do exactly as you had asked.

you collapsed on the bed with a huff. then you were cocooned with the multiple duvets you had on your bed, your head nestled between the soft pillow. you were beginning to fall asleep, eyelids heavy and your breaths gradually slowing down until you heard your bedroom door creak open. joshua’s silhouette took form in front of your bed. he seemed to be going through your closet, searching for something.

“love?” you croaked, flipping over on your side to face him.

“hm?” a smile of adoration graced his features when he turned and caught your sleepy figure, all wrapped up in blankets cozily. “did i wake you?” he carefully went through the clothing in one of the drawers, finding a hoodie exactly his size. you mean, you stole it from him. he put it on to protect his bare upper torso from the cold since you were dressed in his shirt.

“no.”

joshua kissed you briefly on the temple before getting into the bathroom to complete his nightly routine. you found yourself staying awake, awaiting his return and anticipating his warmth around you. you were still facing the bathroom door when he exited, your eyes squinting from the brightness of the lights within. joshua flicked the lights off and headed in your direction.

he fell on you with a playful purpose, forcing a squeal and giggle to escape your lips when his weight squashed you down onto the bed. he chuckled quietly, rolling over you to the empty side of your bed and dove under the sheets. you turned to your other side to face him, your finger tracing over the outlines of his angular face.

his hissed as your finger reached the crevice between his jaw and his neck induced another laugh from you.

“your hands are so cold,” joshua took both your hands between his own and brought them up to his lips, peppering kisses on your knuckles. a lapse of soft giggles later, he released your hands and you returned to your side with your back toward him.

it was automatic, the way his body would wound around yours. his arms were immediately around you, his nose buried in the crook of your shoulder and your hair to breathe in your comforting scent. the way his legs would tangle around yours. the way your body heat now belonged to each other, how your bodies moulded together to become one.

as you melted into the shape of his body, everything was soon long forgotten. the dark, everlasting presence be of your problems: both with your relationship and your work, still lingered, but you pushed it aside. for now.

“goodnight,” you whispered into the serene darkness of your bedroom.

“goodnight, honey.”

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you woke up in a different position than you were last night. an arm was slung across joshua’s chest and your other was trapped numbly under your neck, pillowing your cheek. you shifted a little to get in a more comfortable position, hoping you didn’t wake him. your legs moved against his a little too hard. immediately, you noticed a frown etched onto his sleeping face.

“did you just kick me, princess?” was the first thing he asked.

you marvelled at the sight of his waking figure. his eyelids slowly fluttered open, lashes brushing against his cheeks. joshua had a certain morning glow on his skin, his lips already lifting into a playful smile. under the sunlight, you could see the colour of his hair even more clearly. the warmth in the honeyed tones of his dirty blonde hair, the glossy shine on hair that had been growing for a while, where it fell gorgeously over his brow. it made him look even more ethereal than he already was, a refined work of art.

“sorry, it was an accident.”

“i know,” he hummed and kissed you on your jawline. “good morning, love.”

“morning,” there wouldn’t be a time where you would be dissatisfied with the nicknames joshua gave you. the slight musical undertone of the way he said them, how they left his lips so naturally and smoothly.

“you hungry?” he asked, watching your eyes alight at the mention of food.

you nodded eagerly and he tapped you on the nose lightly. “go get ready for the day. i’ll be in the kitchen.”

“what are you going to planning to make?”

“it’s a surprise,” joshua shot you a grin so contagious it lit up a smile of your own.

“pancakes are always your way to go,” you murmured and wiggled out of his grip.

“correct,” he sat up from where he lay down. he was on his feet quickly, padding to you. “you know me too well, princess.”

“you don’t say,” you hummed.

“sassy this morning, aren’t we?”

you found yourself unable to move, trapped by the strong arms of the one and only joshua hong. before you could come up with a better, wittier retort, he began to press light kisses down the stretch of your neck. you let out a laugh and squirmed in his grip as he hit all the sensitive spots, already familiar with where they all were.

“hey,” you reached up to twirl a loose strand of his bangs around your finger. “let me go.”

“never,” his chin rested on your collarbone.

“come on,” you whined, his strong grip like iron around your waist. his chuckle to your whiny state was soft, almost melodious in a way that made your heart waver slightly. “please.”

“since you asked so nicely,” you saw the crinkle of amusement in his eyes.

now this...

this was a moment you wanted to last forever.

until the events from yesterday dawned on you. you knew you couldn’t avoid it forever. the longer you dragged it, the more hurt you were going to inflict. on joshua, on mingyu, on yourself.

you glanced at your lover who still had that look of excitement on his face. it was so endearing, so lovely you would never forgive yourself for causing him any pain. you’d hate to be the cause of the loss of the radiance of his smile, the dazzle of perfectly straight teeth filled only with pure intent only to be replaced with betrayal, hatred.

it seemed, less than twenty-four hours ago, you nearly did. you were one step closer to breaking him, or so you believed. you came clean to him, and seeing the hope fade from his eyes ate away at you.

“you alright?” his question snapped you out of your revelations. he wasn’t stupid. he knew you were still thinking about it. you wouldn’t let go of things so easily. you just admitted you loved another man. on the other hand, he wondered why he wasn’t as affected by this as he should be.

maybe because right in that moment, he had you. you were his, and he was very much yours. but that was joshua’s take on it.

you, on the other hand, had other ideas in mind.

“i’m okay,” you replied curtly, looking away from his concerned face.

you stepped into the bathroom, left alone with your thoughts. hands braced on the edge of the sink, you dared to stare at yourself in the mirror. your eyes were still tired, despite the sleep you got last night. no, you weren’t physically tired. you were emotionally tired. very emotionally tired. drained from feeling, only from less than twenty-four hours of heavy confessions and conflicting thoughts. everything now seemed too heavy for you.

all night, although things between joshua seemed fine, there was this question that was fuel to your constant, pessimistic self-doubt.

you questioned why he hasn’t left you after what you confessed.

it was a shock, to have your tears dry up so briskly that evening. but you knew it was only because he agreed to stay. you weren’t a heavy crier; you were someone who cried out of frustration and anger rather than the dull stab of sadness.

if joshua did leave you last night, you just knew you would cry every single tear left in your system, torn into shreds on the cold floor you were currently standing on.

a question, short and simple, begged to be answered.

joshua or mingyu?

like a sinful confession letter, you kept it away in the drawers in of your mind.

you finished your morning routine and since it was a sunday morning, you chose to remain in your—his—shirt and sweatpants.

the sweet, vanilla scent of pancakes drifted from the kitchen all the way to the bedroom as you exited the bathroom.

you found joshua by the kitchen stove, flipping over thick, luscious pancakes on the pan. he always had the best recipe and he always refused to share them with you. you peered past him at the searing pan, going the extra mile to wrap your arms around his waist and lift yourself up on your tiptoes to rest your chin on his shoulder.

“it looks amazing,” you quipped softly.

“i agree,” he didn’t take his eyes off the pan.

“are you done with it?”

the honey-haired boy laughed when he saw your lips form a pout in his peripheral vision. “patience, love. i’m almost finished.”

“yeah, well, you’re taking forever.”

“and you’re being impatient.”

“i’m starving.”

“just another minute.”

“okay,” you hummed and released your grip on his toned torso.

you busied yourself with cutting up pieces of fruit and retrieving the maple syrup to accompany the breakfast your boyfriend was cooking. once he flipped the last piece over onto the awaiting plates, you hurried over to his side. joshua watched you on the as you poured golden liquid on the pancakes delightfully, a small, satisfied lighting up your otherwise tired face. he had a smile of his own that reflected of your own.

“what?” you glanced up, at him.

“nothing,” he shook his head and took the plates from you once you were done with garnishing it. “you put too much syrup on it.”

“there’s no such thing—” you stuck your tongue out at him. he raised his eyebrows, taken aback. “—as too much syrup.”

“look how soggy you made it!” he continued to tease you. the crinkle in his eyes was a sign that he was just annoying you for the heck of it.

“don’t eat it, then,” you grabbed two sets of forks and knives while joshua placed the plates on the countertop, where you two preferred to eat.

there was a whole varnished, six-seater dining table beside your kitchen, yet you two always opted for the tiny marble top kitchen island. it was more personal, more casual. your legs would be brushing against each other as you sat opposite from each other and you would watch his pretty lips quirk up from amusement, as you jumped from the sudden skin contact.

“sadly,” he took a seat. “i didn’t make any extras.”

“too bad,” you taunted him.

it was a fun game, to tease one another. it kept things going, prevented the fire of your relationship from being diminished by dullness.

“you’re mean, do you know that?” he clicked his tongue.

“somehow,” you dug into your pancakes as you pondered on his question. “you seem to be the only one receiving this special treatment.”

“is that supposed to flatter me?” you didn’t need to look up to see the sassy raise in joshua’s eyebrow.

“shut up, josh.”

“if you say so,” joshua picked up his cutlery, grinning at his unspoken victory.

you two ate as slowly as one would on a sunday morning. calm, acoustic music filled the atmosphere, songs selected from joshua‘s playlist. you made coffee for the both of you, remembering to keep his black while you added milk into yours. small talk over coffee lasted for another fifteen minutes or so, your eyes looking nowhere but into each other’s.

the doorbell rang while you were rinsing out the dishes before placing them in the dishwasher. you insisted to do it, since he had already done the cooking this morning.

“who is it?” you asked as joshua walked to the front door.

“mingyu?”

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a/n:  i apologise in advance for the emotional rollercoaster that is about to come

[iovnyu]

happy ending (2/?)

summary: being cinderella’s daughter has many pros and cons but on top of that you are soon becoming responsible for the citizens of auradon. the first thing you do to show the citizens of your worthiness is by creating a program to bring kids from the isle of the lost, a isolated island where villains and their kids are held, onto auradon. with this new program, you undergo harsh realities and maybe a little bit of love and drama along the way, who knows?

a/n: this chapter will be explaining some things and giving some info. if you feel confused let me know so i can rewrite it to make more sense !!

y/n cautiously sat down in the car, wiping her sweaty palms on the dress she had designed. as jun, mingyu, and seokmin piled in, y/n nervously looked around.

“are you okay?”, a voice from her right says. y/n, looking towards her right, gave a tight-lipped smile, not noticing who spoke.  

“yeah, what happened to being excited? why are you nervous all of a sudden?” a deep voice interrogated - it was mingyu. as y/n looked, the young prince had concerned written across his face. she can already hear his mother saying, “don’t frown or else you’ll get wrinkles. no one wants to marry a prince with wrinkles!”

“i-i just hope they won’t hate the news i give them.” thoughts swarmed y/n’s head, she were afraid of the different reactions she would get. most importantly - how would the delinquents react?

“don’t worry. i’m pretty sure they’ll be happy,” seokmin squeezed her hand, giving a comforting smile.

“let’s hope.” y/n sighed.

the air was filled with silence as the car started to move towards the invisible gate that was above the water. y/n still gets confused about how the chauffeur can just press a button and a bridge to the isle appears.

she was deep in thought, thinking of the messages between her and mingyu. was it wrong to keep the secret from jun? seokmin doesn’t know either so it isn’t like he is the only one left out.

the first time y/n snuck out, she felt weird. a princess never did such a thing. i mean come on, a princess sneaking out of auradon to the isle of the lost - not to mention, which is filled with evil villains and their kids? it was a first and y/n knew it was definitely not the last.

she can still remember the adrenaline she got. it was after y/n caught mingyu sneaking out of the castle when everyone was supposed to be asleep. y/n threatened to tell on him to the dean if he didn’t tell her what he was hiding. he gave in after a million of loud whines from y/n - as expected, the youngest always gets what they want.

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“you can’t wear that though. get changed into something less... expensive,” he said pointing out y/n’s blue and white sparkled nightgown.

a few minutes later y/n came out in a dark blue jumpsuit that hasn’t been worn in half a year. “is this okay?” y/n asked.

mingyu nodded and signaled to follow him. y/n found herrself on the edge of auradon facing the isle of the lost. confused y/n asked, “are we going to jump into the water or something?”

he shook his head. “no, just stay there for a second. and please don’t scream at me.”

“w-what why would i scream at y...” y/n trailed off as mingyu started to say a spell. oh, she definitely wanted to scream at him - spell chanting is forbidden, so why is he using it? y/n tried to keep your mouth shut as two motorcycles appeared with a pink aura around them.

“get on and follow my lead, okay?” mingyu whispered. still confused, y/n followed his orders and got on.

she barely had enough time to adjust her helmet before the motorcycle roared and drove into the ocean. nonetheless, y/n almost peed her pants, that was until she didn’t feel yourself being dunked into the icy water. with one eye open y/n looked at mingyu, shocked and amazed.

“h-how did you do that?” y/n spoke.

“i did research.” mingyu shrugged.

y/n didn’t notice where they were heading until she felt a cold and eerie breeze waft into her face. she looked ahead and was faced with the port of the isle of the lost.

“listen, do not look at anyone, do not speak to anyone, keep your head down, and for the love of hercules - do not smile... at all,” mingyu said as they road closer to the isle. y/n nodded, partially because she was scared to what would happen if she didn’t do as he said.

as they arrived, the motorcycles automatically drove into a dark alleyway and parked themselves. mingyu helped y/n get off and took her helmet off. he quickly put a large piece of cloth over the motorcycles, camouflaging them into whatever that was next to them.

looking around, y/n noticed how there was a dark and depressing feeling to this island. mingyu grabbed y/n’s arm and dragged her away from her thoughts. there was a bunch of random alleys and weird personalities that they encountered until they reached a tall building.

it was rusty and dark, y/n can tell that this was an abandoned building. “let’s go.” mingyu whispered. and of course, y/n followed - she did not want to lose him since he was the way out.

he walked in cautiously and whistled a little tune. slowly, a person emerged from the corner of the building. “mingyu? why is there a girl here?” the person asked.

y/n couldn’t see his face, but from his body features anyone can tell that he was fit. “i have someone i want to introduce to you all.” mingyu said.

it felt as if y/n was in a fish bowl as the boys cautiously walked towards both of them while staring at y/n with wide eyes. as they approached one by one their faces became clearer and as far as y/n can tell, they all looked around the same  age. and let me just tell you, they were all good looking. y/n was about to smile at them but stopping herself from doing so when she remembered what mingyu said.

“woah! mingyu you brought a girl? or is it a man dressed as a girl?” a voice behind y/n spoke. they all gathered in front of y/n, eyeing her up and down.

“this is y/n,” mingyu said.

“wait. y/n? like princess y/n?” the leader - as it seems - spoke. mingyu nodded and y/n waved at them.

still not getting a response, she spoke, “hi.”

“why did you bring her here?” a cute boy dressed in red said. y/n has to admit, that boy has a good fashion sense.

“she caught me sneaking out and wanted to come,” mingyu shrugged as he answered.

another cute boy with orange highlights in his hair came up to y/n. they both had stared in each other's eyes til’ it felt like eternity. he broke eye contact and bent down to grab her hand. he held it up and lightly kissed it, “princess y/n, it’s a pleasure to meet you. my name is soonyoung but you can call me later.” he winked.

y/n winked back, “well soonyoung, back at you.”

flustered, he stumbled back as a hand grabbed him. “soonyoung keep it in your pants. hello, i’m seungcheol, son of maleficent. the leader of these fuck heads.” seungcheol stepped in front of y/n, smiling.

she laughed, “hi seungcheol.”

y/n looked at the rest of the group that was watching her. one by one they introduced themselves,

“incase you haven’t seen anyone as handsome as me, my name is jeonghan aka the son of gaston.” a boy with stunning visuals approached y/n.

“if ya ever want to play hooky call me up, joshua, son of captain hook.” the next boy said.

“the name is wonwoo, son of jafar,” the most intimidating boy said.

“as usual, mingyu can’t hide things well. i’m jihoon, son of ursula.” 

“the leather on that suit is hideous by the way, i can always lend ya some fur if you want. son of cruella de vil, minghao.” said the boy with great fashion.

“my goodness sweetie mingyu must have caused you trouble, do you want some apple pie? the name’s seungkwan, son of evil queen.” he looked at y/n worried. 

“no it’s ok seungkwan,” y/n giggled.

“blue hair don’t care we are the evil, yet charming, twin sons of hades, vernon and chan at your service my lady,” two young boys with really blue hair said.

as the time passed, y/n slowly began to get comfortable around them and somehow found herself sitting with chan, away from the rest of the boys. they sat near a broken window looking out on the people below. “hey y/n?” he asked, sparking her interest.

y/n hummed a quiet yes, turning her head towards him. “do you royals... ever feel bad for us?”

“what do you mean?” she asked, confused.

“like - since your parents trapped our parents here... you guys get so much stuff handed to you but for us we have to fight for it.” he said.

not knowing what to say, she just looked away. a few moments passed until y/n spoke, “... i’m sorry that you have to do all these things to live. but to answer your question, i do feel bad.”

from that day on, she swore to herself that the first thing she would do when she gets to make her first command is to let the villain kids off the island.

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[oranjis-shipping-mess]

ABC Challenge~ Soonchan U is for Unkempt

"Hey, Hosh. You know I really don't mind having you crash at my place. But for the love of god, could you atleast take a shower? You have not showered since you got here a week and a half ago. On top of that, you still haven't told me what happend, nor can I reach Chan? You know I care about you, right? Please just tell me, maybe I can help you." Jeonghan said as he sat down at the edge of the bed. Soonyoung looked exhausted, which he was. In the past week and a half he had only left the bed to go the bathroom. Jeonghan looked at the plate with food he had brought to Soonyoung last night, "and again, you didn't finish your food?" Soonyoung let out a sigh, "Han, please let it go." His voice came out cracky and soar as he turned around, facing his back towards Jeonghan, trying to go back to sleep.

Jeonghan had enough of it. He got the blankets away from Soonyoung and harshly grabbed Soonyoung by his arms, getting him up. "I'm not letting you starve yousrself, you're coming with me downstairs, now." Soonyoung groaned as he slowly followed Jeonghan downstairs. They sat at the dinner table in the kitchen. Jeonghan had made some soup for the two of them. Soonyoung was slowly stirring the soup in his bowl. "I think he left me." He suddenly spoke, his voice broke and his eyes were filled with tears. Jeonghan looked at him in disbelieve.

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"Chan, i'm home!" Soonyoung screamed as he walked inside, just getting home from dance practice. It was already later then expected and Soonyoung didn't even have dinner yet. He quickly went upstairs to take a shower first, but he didn't find Chan there either. He just figured he was out for dinner with a friend. He was strolling around their bedroom, gathering some things together, as his eyes fell on Chan's nightstand. Not just the nightstand, no. Chan's wedding ring that was resting on it. It felt like his heart had dropped to his chest, he tried not to think too much about it, maybe Chan just forgot to put it back on after his shower. Soonyoung shook  his head, he didn't remember Chan had taken it of before. He took his phone from his pocket, calling Chan. Once. Twice. Six times. No answer. This is were Soonyoung started to feel very anxious. He put the wedding ring in his pocket and put his phone back as well, immediatly going back downstairs, grabbing his car keys. Maybe he just forgot to put it back on. Maybe his phone had run out of battery. He was just having dinner with a friend.

Soonyoung was driving through town, he knew some of Chan's favorite restaurants and cafe's. He would just check if he was there and if he was okay. After that he would just go home again. Arriving at the third cafe, it was getting late. It was getting dark outside already. He walked inside, seeing that people were having the time of their lives, inhaling the strong smell of alcohol. Looking through the crowd of people, still not seeing him. He let out a big sigh. "Hey Dino, let me introduce you to my friend." He heared an unfamiliar voice speak. His heart skipped a beat, Dino was a nickname he had given Chan back when they started dating. He turned around, to his big suprise, it was Chan that the guy was talking to. He observed them from a distance. Chan laughed, he looked drunk. Soonyoung literally felt his heart break in to pieces when he saw Chan kissing the white haired man. And not just that, after that he kissed the black haired man, even all three of them kissing together. A fourth man walked up to them, talking to the white haired boy. This didn't feel real, this was a nightmare. Soonyoung couldn't move. He just stared at them. He couldn't talk. He could barely breath. "Hey, you okay, man?" A random guy stopped in front of Soonyoung. "Ya.." Was the last thing he was able to say, before passing out.

Moments later, he woke up again. The random guy was still with him, handing him a glass of water, as he tried to sit down. "Bro, you look pale. Do you need something?" Soonyoung just shook his head as he took a few sips from the water. Soonyoung sat on the ground, but he was still trying to see if he could spot Chan or the two boys. "Did you happen to see 3 guys? Uhm. One of them had white hair, one of them was really tall-" before Soonyoung could finish, the boy interrupted him. "You mean Joshua and Mingyu? Yea, I saw them with Dino. Quite possible they went upstairs already." Soonyoung gave the boy a confused look, "upstairs? What's upstairs?" The boy pointed upstairs, "Joshua's VIP party's. Or well, party's? Not really. He usually just fucks with Mingyu and Dino. Sometimes Joshua lets other people upstairs as well. Were you invited? Is that why you're here?" Soonyoung felt as he was about to get sick right then and there. "You mean this happens regularly? You know Dino? How often does he come here?" The boy helped Soonyoung up, making sure he was stable enough. "Hey, lad. I'm confused. Do you, or do you not know them? Anyways, long story short, Joshua and Mingyu have been married for what? Two years now? And ever since Dino came in last year, he became part of that. They couldn't let him go, man. Joshua was, or well, is, head over heals about him. And like I said, Joshua calls it his VIP parties, but pretty much the only thing they ever do up there is fuck each other like there is no tomorrow. Sometimes, mostly on fridays, like today, they invite some friends to come with them. You still haven't answered my question? Were you invited? I could call Joshua if you want." Soonyoung shook his head, he was as pale as ever. "No, just.." he took the wedding ring from his pocket. "Please give this to Dino when he's back." He tried to thank the boy before storming outside, emptying his stomache on the concrete. Never had he felt so sick in his life before. Instead of taking his car, he took a cab. That's how he landed in front of Jeonghan's place.

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"Oh, Hosh.." Jeonghan whispered, leaving his seat to comfort his younger friend. "I will do everything I have in my power to get to the bottom of this. This is not the end, I promise." Jeonghan's voice was soft as he pulled Soonyoung in to a well needed hug, comforting him as long as he needed to.

[henderistic]

Your Crush in SVT is Left at The Alter (long post)

(They have a crush on you too)

[Requests open!!!]

A/N: So I actually have a valid excuse as to why this took so long surprisingly, pretty much I’ve had a UTI (tmi, sorry) for the past week, probably more and only found out yesterday, I’m on antibiotics now so I’ll be good as new shortly! Sorry for the wait

Genre: angst, fluff if you read to the end of each member’s reaction

Very Important!

↳ all members in this will like all genders/sexes since I don’t want to leave anyone out, also four members will be gay (picked by a random number generator) in this scenario! P.S. don’t leave your s/o at the alter please

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S.Coups: Seungcheol, everyone’s favourite teddy bear leader, was currently punching and kicking things as you watched in astonishment, never knowing him to be violent.

It had been a lovely day for a wedding, the sun was shining and it wasn’t too hot, something rare for July. But then again everyday was a good day for a wedding when it came to your friend. He had been anxiously waiting for this day for over two years now and you could see it in his eyes while he was getting ready. His eyes had been sparkling since he had sat down in the stylist’s chair, one he trusted with his life as she had produced an astonishing amount of fan favourite looks. You had been sat in the corner watching him, quietly sulking to yourself when Jeonghan came over, looking at his phone and muttering something about how the groom wanted your approval for his hair and makeup. You took a big breath in and got up, hoping neither boys had noticed your glum expression.

Seungcheol looked at you in the mirror with a gummy smile, “so- how is it? Think carats will go crazy for this one too?” he chuckled. “Yeah, I’m sure they’ll love it, but don’t forget this is your wedding,” you forced a smile. “Hah! It’s mostly her’s really, I just agreed to whatever she said!” It was clear he had noticed your face falter at his comment, a look of concern quickly gracing his face but disappearing as soon as it had begun.

“Anyways, I wanted you to put my boutonnière on, it’s the flowers that go on the lapel,” he told you, almost solemnly. You gave him a grin and began putting them on, well trying was the correct word. You shared hushed giggles before the stylist couldn’t take it anymore and put it on him correctly. As she was doing this you two ended up staring at each other, almost how they do in movies before they kiss. Your moment was ruined though when the loud voice of the wedding coordinator tore through the room, “okay everyone, showtime!”

The entire thing felt like a blur until the bride walked down the aisle, not in her dress but just casual clothes. She marched down the aisle, forcefully grabbing the mic out of the MC’s hand. “I’m sorry to do this to everyone but the wedding’s cancelled. In all honesty I never truly loved him,” she finished, the entire crowd in shock. Knowing Seungcheol would be heartbroken you took him outback for some air.

“How are you holding up?” you asked in a slightly higher pitch than normal, hoping not to upset him at the angriest you’ve ever seen. He let out a ragged sigh and said “how do you think?” You knew it was a rhetorical question so you softly put your hands on his shoulders, giving him the beginnings of a massage. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to lash out at you, it’s not your fault. In fact, I’m glad you’re here because that means I have someone I truly love with me.”

(Gay) Jeonghan: It was a destination wedding, it had to be since gay marriage still wasn’t legal in South Korea. It was beautiful, a winter wedding in Norway with the two grooms paying for flights and accommodations, easy for them with Jeonghan having worked in the Korean music industry for many years and his fiancé being the vice-president to an up and coming company. You were seated in the second row, on your old friend’s side. He looked absolutely dashing in his tuxedo, waiting for his soon-to-be husband to walk down the aisle. You could tell he was nervous just by looking at him, his hair slightly disheveled after running his hands through it so many times and how his eyes could never focus on one place.

Everyone quickly went hush hush and the doors open, revealing the fiancé, his arm wrapped around your friend’s father as his own had disowned him for being gay many years ago. Instead of matching Jeonghan’s beaming expression he had a somber look on his face, as if he was already regretting his choice. Once the crowd saw this whispers were about, the ceremony master having to ‘shhh’ them. As soon as everyone was quiet he began to take uneven steps down the aisle, dread growing more and more apparent on his features the closer he got to the alter.

Suddenly, a voice breaks the music playing, “I can’t do this!” To everyone’s shock, it wasn’t a closeted homophobic guest but Jeonghan’s groom himself, “I can’t risk my career and my family hating me just to marry someone who won’t even be around most of the time!” The now ex-fiancé said before storming off, aggressively unlinking his arm from his ex’s father’s. The music had entirely stopped by now, leaving everyone in stunned silence with gasping faces, yours included. You could tell Jeonghan was fighting back tears, his entire future, gone in a moment, having to deal with the backlash of an entire country worth nothing now but as soon as he saw you in the crowd he called you outside. With your heart fluttering you followed him, he looked around to make sure the coast was clear and asked to kiss you. You weren’t sure what you were thinking but you agreed, thinking deep down you were just a rebound but he knew otherwise.

Joshua: (took some liberties here and went for a Roman Catholic wedding as it’s my religion and I feel Joshua would like to get married in a church but I am biased lol) The hymn “Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee” had begun, signalling the large wooden doors to be opened and reveal the procession. First came the cross bearer with a silver cross hoisted onto a wood pole, then came the middle aged priest dressed in mainly white with yellow detailing. After this the rest of the clergy came, then followed the bridesmaids and groomsmen, the ladies dressed in red, knee length dresses with small pieces of matching red fabric on their shoulders, the men in traditional dress suits. After this came the two people of the hour, first came the bride, she was wearing a modest slightly off white dress with a train following behind her like a river, her arm in arm with her father. After that came Joshua, he was with his mother and looked dashing in his tuxedo, with a small boutonnière of red roses on the right side of his chest.

The hymn finished once everyone had made it to the alter, two wooden chairs being brought out for the couple. The mass went normally, the two readings and then the gospel, all of which consisted about something about Christ and his ‘bride’ the church or just love in general. After the gospel, instead of the homily it was the actual wedding ceremony. The priest began asking a few questions before asking the one everyone had been waiting for.

Being asked if she took Joshua to be her husband made her face drop, the entire parish noticing and their smiles being quickly wiped off their face. She began stuttering before saying “I can’t” and running off. Everyone watched her leave, most with mouths wide open in shock. The priest looked solemn as he had to say “I know this doesn’t seem right but we must continue with mass,” motioning for the groom to sit down. Everything was now off, and when the church was called to reply everyone mumbled, except when the priest said “For those who have been wounded both emotionally and physically,” everyone was clear as day when they responded with “Lord hear our prayer.”

After the priest allowed everyone to leave after communion, the music was happy and out of place with everyone having serious looks. The clergy left first, then the parishioners, well most parishioners, Joshua stayed last, along with you. You played with the hem of your skirt/the fabric of your pants before deciding to get up and go over to him. You could tell he had been crying from your place in the church, but getting closer you didn’t realize how much he really had been. You asked softly if you could sit beside him, to which he nodded in agreement, trying to suppress his tears.

You both sat in silence for awhile, you admired the cross hanging on the wall behind the alter, it was large and domineering in a sense. The quite soon became uncomfortable as you could tell how much he was suffering. Trying to comfort him you placed your hand on his thigh, just above his knee, and gave him a sympathetic smile.

He placed his own hand over yours and looked away, breaking the deafening silence with a strained voice, “I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered to you.

“Anything for my,” you paused, feeling bitter about the entire situation, “friend.” You had liked Joshua ever since you met him, maybe even loved him, so when you saw his now ex-fiancée run away from him it made your blood boil.

He had spaced out a bit after you said friend, only coming back to reality to say “friend?” You nodded, slightly confused but trying hard not to show it on your face. “Oh,” was his only response.

“Something wrong?” you asked.

“Uh yeah,” he stumbled, “I just thought you thought of me as more,” he laughed it off. At his sudden words you squeezed his hand and he looked at you and smiled in between tears.

Jun: You weren’t sure why he fell for her, in fact not even the media knew. The person in question was Jun’s fiancée, a seemingly cold hearted woman who only cared about herself and the status her soon-to-be husband brought her. Hell, she didn’t even seem interested in learning Jun’s native language. You tried to push these thoughts out of your head, you really did, while walking into the wedding hall and finding your place. It didn’t help that Jun had been your long time crush, he was so wonderful and kind, always caring more about others than himself, the complete opposite of his new bride.

Your thoughts were cut short though when the groom saw you and rushed over. He clearly wanted to greet you with a hug but looking behind him nervously and going for a smile and handshake instead. “Hey! I’m so glad you could make it,” his voice bright, although he continued in a whisper saying “really sorry you aren’t one of my best (wo)men but my lovely lady wouldn’t allow it.” You really had to bite your tongue before you said anything to cause a rift in your friendship, he truly was headover heels with this girl. “That’s fine,” you forced out a smile, “oh look at the time, you should go get in position!” He thanked you and made a comment about how he didn’t know how he could live without his human clock.

It had been over an hour and the bride had been a no-show, Jun was sitting down and so were the rest of the wedding party, you knew at this rate they wouldn’t be able to complete the ceremony and get married and it looked like he knew that too. After five more minutes of waiting he told everyone he would try calling her, excusing himself outside. After another five minutes of waiting and now Jun was no where in sight you went to find him. Once you found him you came across a heart wrenching scene, it was the man who you felt like you had know for eternity crying, throwing his ring like you would throw a ball for a dog to catch.

“Isn’t that expensive?” you chimed in, hoping you could help him in some way, “so what if it is? She clearly doesn’t care about me,” he sobbed, pulling you into a hug. You decided enough was enough and to stop being so proper, “I know it’s probably the worst thing to say at the moment but I’ll never understand why you love that woman.” Jun looked you in the eyes with a heartbroken look, “I guess she always was just a rebound from being scared to admit my feelings to you...”

Hoshi: Everytime they looked at each other they practically had love eyes, it was almost sickening. So when the news of their engagement broke, everyone was happy, or in your case feigning excitement. You were truly happy for Soonyoung, don’t get me wrong, it’s just that when you had met the Seventeen boys Hoshi had been your bias for months, and it came as no shock to you that you had a crush on him in an instant. He was even nicer and humble, not to mention handsome, than what was portrayed on camera. That was 5 years ago, and him and his fiancée had been dating for 3 years, known each other for 4, so you couldn’t help but be jealous of her.

You current situation wasn’t any better, in fact it was worse, she had brought you along to all the bridal appointments and were now helping her get ready because you were Soonyoung’s closest friend that was tight lipped enough to not tell everyone else about the planning. You sat behind her, trying to fix her hair into a neat fishtail braid, something you had learned from your friends back home, and were having to use all the self control you had to not ruin everything for her. Her dress was beautiful, her makeup was beautiful, everything about her was elegant today and you couldn’t help but feel some self pity about it. Having just completed the braid, a loud iPhone alarm goes off, signifying that it was go time.

You sat in the pews, looking at the bouquets that one could’ve mistaken for paintings and admiring the white wedding arch decorated with small clusters of baby’s breath and fake cabbage butterflies. The entire cathedral was a site to behold, but even the scenery didn’t take away from the bride’s beauty, wearing a mermaid dress with a long train of crinoline. Even though she looked stunning, there was a sense of discomfort on her face. Soonyoung could see it clear as day on her and mouthed to her ‘what’s wrong,’ she just shook her head and walked out, dropping her bouquet of white roses. The crowd gasped in shock, and looked at him with anticipation, expecting him to run after her but all he did was sit down next to you in the front row and sigh.

It had been twenty minutes of a stuffy uncomfortableness lingering in the air that guests began to come to terms with the fact the woman of the hour wasn’t coming back. As they left in droves, your best friend turned from his position of counting the tiles by his feet to look at you. “Y/N,” he sighed, “do you want to go on a date?” his eyes widened at his own suggestion, “I’m not using you as a rebound if that’s what you think, I just know that you’ve had a crush on me since we’ve met and really I’ve come to really appreciate you,” he trailed off. You smiled and held his hand, nodding your head to silently agree.

(Gay) Wonwoo: You were happy he was happy, that was true, but you upset that the reason he was so happy was because he was marrying someone other than you. They made a cute couple, no one would deny it, not even you, but it was still hard to have your long-term crush not recognize your feelings.

It was the day of the wedding, you were getting ready after purchasing the attire you planned on wearing tonight, grief clearly making your time management skills go out the window.

“If Wonwoo was here he would’ve reminded me to get it earlier,” you sighed. He truly was your lifeline whenever life got stressful, always reminding you to eat and even shower, often times he would tell you to bring your laundry over so you could do it together and as a bonus you wouldn’t have to pay for it like you normally would. It hadn’t been like that in awhile, making you crave it even more. In fact, he didn’t really speak to you after his boyfriend proposed to him, it was like he wanted to distance himself from you. It was hard focusing on making yourself look presentable with all these thoughts floating around in your head, but you managed to do so on time, and putting the last finishing touches on your hair you got your wallet and/or purse and walked out the door, not forgetting to lock it or else your now distant best friend would scold you.

The wedding was being held at a fancy hotel, complete with valet and a young blonde woman greeting all the guests and checking to make sure they were actually invited. After she had confirmed you belonged here, she gave you directions to the banquet hall the ceremony was taking place. As soon as you walked in you knew you were in the right place, watching as Jeonghan took out the camera he was toting around and zoomed in on a plate of ham, BooSeokSoon rooting him on. You were making your way over to them before a light tap on your right shoulder alerted you that someone wanted your attention.

Turning around you find Wonwoo, looking nervous and a little red, “how do I look?” he asked shyly. He was clad in black dress pants with a blue dress shirt and a suit jacket matching his pants, his hair was curly and he had on those iconic circular glasses instead of his regular contacts.

“Wonder-fabulous,” you sounded breathless. He giggled at your choice of words, and hid his face under his hand, trying to instinctively bundle up his shirt material to make those cute sweater paws you fell in love with. You stood like that for a moment, just staring at each other and smiling before he was called over by the aforementioned Ham Recorders.

You watched him rush over there and sigh when he was out of ear shot. It was nice the whole event was informal since no one could officiate their wedding and make it legal but at the same time it was even more difficult as this meant you got to interact with your best friend more than in an official ceremony.

You made your way to the buffet only to be surprised when you arrived and saw who the head that was talking to your mutual friends.

“Oh, I didn’t know Wonwoo invited you,” the fiancé said. It’s not that you two had any true bad blood in between you, it’s just that both of you couldn’t stand each other but tried to get along for your friend’s sake. He quickly excused himself and you were left alone again, happy to gather your food.

You had just begun eating when the blonde lady from the front of the hotel came up to you and asked if you had seen the second groom, you looked confused and she said that he was last seen with you. You said no and she left to tell Wonwoo the bad news. You watched her leave and saw that after she told him he made a b-line straight for you.

He looked surprisingly calm for the situation he was in, something normal for him but you would’ve thought even something like this would make him crack. It wasn’t until he whispered into your ear “it’s okay if he left, I’ve got you and that’s all I need,” before sending a discreet wink.

Woozi: “Hey, how are you holding up?” You really didn’t know why you even bothered to ask, his ex fiancée had left him at the altar, who would be okay after that experience? Too caught up in your thoughts you didn’t hear the furious scribbling stop until you heard a sound of indifference come from Jihoon.

“Look, I know that whenever you’re dealing with something you throw yourself into your work but please, talk to me,” you told him as you tip toed over. He put his pencil down and looked at you after you sat down beside him, the pain in his face evident. “I just don’t feel like talking about it right now,” he sighed. Woozi was always strong headed so you knew that trying to pry his lips open would never work, settling on putting your chin on his shoulder as he went back to work. He pushed his notebook away and got out his computer, opening up whatever program he used to make music, he had told you several times but you had already forgotten.

You watched him as he diligently worked, not saying anything. The song was a ballad, that you could tell just from the instruments he was using and the slow pace of the song. He had played the small clip so many times in the past hour, making minor adjustments each play, that you would surely remember the part for the rest of your life.

Bored out of your mind you took a look at his opened notebook and read the lyrics, trying to picture how he would fit them into the song. You were so focused on trying to imagine the final product that you almost didn’t see the message of the song, it was about his situation but there was a twist, his true soulmate was there trying to comfort him. You began to softly smile, still looking at his chicken scratch handwriting. Jihoon must’ve noticed this and began blushing a bright pink hue.

“Is this about us?” you asked quietly, he just nodded at you and looked away with a grin on his face.

Dokyeom: It was currently raining, but that wasn’t the thing that had dampened Seokmin’s mood, in fact “dampened” wasn’t even a good word for it, his mood was completely drenched by the fact he had just found out the woman he was supposed to marry had been cheating on him since they had gotten engaged. Really, the rain just added to his already sour emotions.

You had your arm around him as he recounted all the times she had acted suspiciously, light tears coming out. You looked around and saw everyone cleaning up and knowing he had always been a busy body with too much energy you suggested you both help. He didn’t even bother to look at you as he shook his head, eyes transfixed on the ground. “I need someone to make it fun though,” you trailed off, hoping he would agree. Seokmin let out a sigh and got up before shuffling over to a chair. You hadn’t known him to be religious but it looked as if he were praying, and so you decided not to disturb him again.

You picked up a flower arrangement, admiring it, and took it over to a woman who seemed to have become the de facto florist. “I’ve never seen him like this before,” she whispered to you, all you could do was nod in agreement. Seeing that, she only gave you a sympathetic grin and pointed over to the row of chairs Seokmin was sitting in, asking you to take off the decorations on the back of them.

You took the white sheets with brightly coloured ribbon off one by one, resting them in the crease of your arm. Once you got to Dokyeom you tried to carefully take off the decor without disturbing him but he piped up before you could even touch it, “can I admit something? And promise not to run away,” he said in shaky voice.

Confused, you responded, “I promise.”

“I love you Y/N”

Mingyu: You got off the bus, bidding a small “thank you” to the driver and made your way to the Seventeen dorm. Very few members were still living there, in fact it was barely a dorm anymore, more just a few roommates living together but that’s where you hoped to find Mingyu as he wasn’t at his house. He had been left at the alter a couple of weeks back and was now very distraught, the last time you had seen him he wouldn’t stop cleaning your house even though you had invited him over to relax. He was always like that, he liked to clean and found it reduced his stress, a very desirable trait in a partner. That wasn’t his only desirable trait though, or at least you thought so, he was tall and handsome, plus he knew how to cook, true husband material.

The walk was fairly short, although the cool spring weather you hadn’t dressed for made it feel like an eternity. You arrived at the apartment complex and punched in their number, a loud bzzz! coming from the machine to alert you had been allowed access. You walked up the five flights of stairs, even though they now lived in Gangnam the elevator seemed to be always broken. Winded, you knocked on their door to have Jeonghan greet you, it was only him, Vernon, Seungkwan and Jun, everyone else had moved out because they wanted more space and privacy, like Minghao, or they had a spouse, like Seungcheol who got married last fall. All the remaining boys had their reasons for staying, and with so few people left everyone had their own room.

“Looking for Mingyu?” Jeonghan asked, you nodded, “he’s in Vernon’s bedroom cleaning. I miss having him do all the chores sometimes, it’s just too bad it has to be for such a sad reason.”

You made your way to Hansol’s room, giving Seungkwan a short wave since he was having a conversation with someone you presumed to be from Jeju as he was speaking in dialect. You got to the back room and knocked, the owner answering the door. “Mingyu,” Vernon looked back in his direction, “Y/N is here.”

“Oh Y/N! I’m so glad you’re here, you can help me orgina-“ you cut him off, “Mingyu, I think you should take a break.”

He pushed the shirts he had been folding and looked at you, you looked back and heard the door close quietly. When he heard the door as well he began to look nervous, prompting you to ask him if he was okay.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he said, you raised your eyebrows in suspicion, “okay maybe I’m not- but it’s not for the reason you think.”

“Oh?” was the only answer your brain could form, “I guess it’s because I’m here, alone with you. You know after she left me I took a moment to myself and I realized you’ve always been there for me you know? And I’m so thankful for that and I-“

“Mingyu, is this a confession?” you asked him, shocked. He shyly smiled and nodded.

Minghao: They has absolutely nothing in common and had you not known better you would’ve thought it was an arranaged marriage. It didn’t even seem like they were in love really, they spent all their time apart, her with her friends and Minghao with you. His fiancée didn’t seem to mind though, as she spent many hours with people she was attracted to.

It came as no shock that when she had called off the wedding just days before hand and he didn’t seem phased, although the attendees and media sure as hell were. Now here you were, sitting on the couch in his living room as he scrolled through his phone. You stared at him, wondering how he remained so stone faced.

“Staring isn’t polite Y/N,” he said with a cheeky grin, still on his cell phone, you rolled your eyes at his comment and he laughed, shaking the whole house in a pleasant way. Clearly, he was paying some sort of attention to you.

“I just don’t get how you can be so unaffected, she left you days before the wedding for God’s sake,” you half mumbled, taking a sip of your water with lemon and ice, he only shrugged at you and proceeded to put his phone down. It looked like he desperately wanted to say something but was holding back.

Finally,he cut the silence, “I guess it’s just easy when you’re actually in love with someone else,” he said, as if it were a fact even the old lady down the road would know. You raised your eyebrows at his comment and asked who. As soon as you asked him he flushed a bright red, trying to divert the topic but only nonsense words would come out of his mouth. Having enough after about thirty seconds of him looking like a fish out of water you picked up your phone and began scrolling through social media.

You heard Minghao take a deep breath so you looked up, only to meet his eyes when he said “I’m in love with you.”

(Gay) Seungkwan: You and Seungkwan had practically been best friends since the second you met, his energetic extroverted personality drawing you in. You had been there for all the ups and downs life threw at him, including dating, so when he told you he was dating his now fiancé you were estatic. Time went on and the two of them got closer and closer, but seeing them like that sparked something in you that had you feeling guilty for the past four years, you fell in love with your best friend. You knew you would never act on the feelings but it pained you to see the two together, this eventually ended up with you acting cold and distant when they were together, which was often.

When the news of the engagement came to light, Seungkwan immediately asked you to be his best man/woman/gnc person. Hearing this, you cried for the entire night. Feeling foolish and knowing it would absolutely break his ever sensitive heart, you agreed. You might have said no had it not been for how delicate he was to his friends and family. Little to both your knowledge that being moral support and attending the fittings wouldn’t be the end of your work, because now you were searching the hotel frantically for a missing man and listening to the constant ringing of a phone trying to contact a person who clearly didn’t want to be found.

Having turned the entire place upside down, and nearly on the brink of tears you had to return to one of the best people you knew and tell him that his fiancé went MIA. You came into the room to find Seungkwan, puffy and red, being comforted by his mother. As soon as he saw your face he knew and began ugly crying. You rushed over and he pulled you into the biggest bear hug while you whisper countless apologies in his ears. After what felt like an eternity you let go of each other to find the room had completely dispersed, leaving only concerned party goers talking to hotel staff. At this point you knew you had to take advantage of the situation and said “I’m so sorry this happened to you, but just know I love you,” purposefully vague. He let out the first smile of the night and told you he loved you too, in whatever way you wanted him to.

Vernon: To say the entire thing was a shit show was a huge understatement, in fact you weren’t sure there were any words that could describe what had just went down. It had started off lovely, a small church in Miami overlooking the water. The two of them had decided on the location as none of Hansol’s American family knew Korean and English was the international language. His fiancée had worn a beautiful princess dress, which she managed to spill champagne on while getting ready for for the wedding, no big deal and she clearly didn’t care since she was already drunk off her ass. Next came the actual event, she had staggered down the aisle, holding onto her father for support, him looking pissed which at the time you assumed was because his little girl was drunk even before the reception. Everything was going fairly well after that, although the fiancée did slur her words quite often but that wasn’t even a problem in comparison to what happened when the priest asked if there were any objections. As soon as he had finished his sentence an old woman, who You later found out to be the bride’s mother yelled throughout the room that she didn’t want her precious daughter marrying some “foreigner.” Before Hansol even had time to object that he was more Korean than American his fiancée agreed and left with her parents.

The sound of Vernon crushing the beer can he had been drinking brought you back to reality and made you look at him. He opened his mouth for a few seconds and took a deep breath in, “hey can I tell you something?” You slightly smiled at him and nodded, “anytime.” He closed his eyes and paused for a moment, “maybe it’s best she left because I still haven’t gotten over my feelings for you,” this statement made your heart race at 100 miles per hour and your face light up with elation, “is that so?” you questioned. “Uh yeah, I-I hope that’s okay,” he stated in a startled tone, beginning to look away, before he could though you caught his chin and just stared at him with a smile, unable to form words.

(Gay) Dino: It had just been revealed that the man Chan was supposed to marry, although unofficially, was already married to a woman. The entire crowd was gobsmacked and silent, including the groom who wasn’t cheating. The air was heavy, like the maximum of 300 people had a 1000 in it. It made sense though, everyone had just watched the man that had lied and quite possibly cheated walk out of the wedding hall after revealing such a revelation.

You had always known Chan had a bit of a temper, at times it could even be attractive, but he only made things worse when he said “that’s fine! I love someone else anyways!” to his ex fiancé while he was leaving. Everyone was uncomfortable, but something supernatural was forcing them to stay. After about fifteen minutes, when everyone had come back down to earth, people started to quietly pack up and leave.

Once all the guests had left Dino was just standing there, staring at the ground lifeless like a porcelain doll. You hadn’t left as you thought it would be quiet rude to leave someone so vulnerable, not to mention he was your best friend. You began walking up to him and he started to slowly function, but only in a robotic manner. Taking his shoulders you guide him to sit down while he was still staring at the floor.

Once you’re both in a more comfortable position he looks at you and pipes up, “you know, I wasn’t lying when I said I loved someone else.”

You looked at him, nearly uncomfortable at his confession and tried to tell him through body language to go on. Chan took the hint, “um- well I don’t know if you want to hear it,” he tried laughing it off.

“Well you can’t just tell me that bombshell and not expect me to ask questions,” you said in a quieter than usual whisper, almost as if you were trying to keep the wind outside from hearing you both.

“Well, you’re the ‘someone else’ I’m talking about.”

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When love hits you - Part 5 – A lot in common

Can I request a fic? where the reader is a hunter who saves Dean' s life. she has a one-night stand with him and is the one to leave him early in the morning. Dean finds her again and asks her why she left, and she says, "Easy I was just another notch on your large belt" Maybe it turns into a miniseries where they meet and leave maybe they end up together in the end? it can be as angsty and smutty as you want lol.

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam, OMC Joshua

Warnings: angst, language, arguments, protective Dean, violence blood, asshole ex, mentions of past physical abuse/cheating, light smut, unprotected sex, slow sex, feelings, fluff

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Around eight months later, Milwaukee, a random hunters bar...

The music in the bar is loud and your mood is good. Standing with your back to the bar with Dean and Sam flanking your sides you let your eyes wander.

Seeing someone familiar you swallow hard, he’s the last person you want to see. Turning around as fast as possible you try to duck your head and become invisible. Your heart is beating a mile in a minute and your body is beyond tense.

Why does he still have this effect on you? Back then you punched his nose and kicked his balls but when you saw him some months ago you felt shy and weak again. Just like you feel right now.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Sam asks seeing your discomfort.

“Yeah, just tired, ya know.”

“Do you want to go back to the motel, Baby?”

“Would be the best. I don’t feel like drinking and celebrating right now.” You lie. Well, it’s not a complete lie. The moment you saw Joshua your mood went down to zero.

“Y/N? Don’t you want to greet an old friend?” Joshua snarls standing a bit too close to your back for Dean’s taste.

“Hi.” You whisper and Dean raises an eyebrow. You are never silent and shy, not with any hunter you and the brothers met. Never.

“The Winchesters? Seriously, you managed that the Winchesters drag you around, Y/N? Are you better in bed now?” Joshua spats and Sam turns around. Angrily clenching his fists he’s ready to defend his friend.

“What did you just say?” Dean asks cocking his head. Eying the man talking to you like that up and down his features darken.

“You heard. Must be a hell of a pussy by now. Well, I taught her everything. She was a boring virgin before me, you two should thank me.”

“That him?” Dean asks and you nod. “Awesome. Sammy, take care of Y/N as it will get ugly right now.” Dean says grinning.

Before Joshua knows what hit him he feels Dean’s fist collide with his face, breaking the smaller hunter’s nose on its way.

“Dean!” You scream shocked but Dean doesn’t stop after one punch.

“I got this Sweetheart. You know this, you bastard, is my lovely girlfriend. She told me everything you pathetic, weak little asshole did to her. I know that you were barely able to get hard and punished her for your failure. Losers like you make me sick.”

“I didn’t…” Joshua stammers.

“Did I allow you to talk? I’m not done. You had three punches from me by now and you are already a bloody mess. Your nose is broken, and your eye doesn’t look good. I’m normally a simple man, I don’t hurt human, got it. But for you, I’ll make an acceptation. Except you apologize to Y/N, for everything you ever did to her.”

“She’s not worth it, Winchester. You will see she’s a boring little slut.” Joshua spats and Dean’s fist meets his other eye, his jaw, and finally his aching nose again.”

“What did you say? I think I misheard.” Dean says raising his fist once again.

“I’m sorry for everything. For not being there for you, for blaming you that I couldn’t get hard, for hitting you, cheating on you. For yelling and making you feel small and weak. Please tell him to stop.” Joshua pleas now and you smile down at him.

“Dean, he’s not worth your time, just a pathetic little man. God, he even peed his pants. What a strong hunter you are. Not able to satisfy a woman, only to hurt women but you do not stand a chance against a real man.” You chuckle.

“You heard the lady, worthless scum. You’re a weak little worm. Never dare to talk to my girl again, don’t even think about her or I’ll come back and break your face even harder.”

Eagerly nodding, even if it hurts like hell, Joshua starts sobbing. Feeling humiliated and weak he knows how you felt for over three years.

“Let’s roll, I got some energy left for my lovely girlfriend.” Dean chuckles cleaning his hand at Joshua’s shirt.

----

“You really didn’t have to do that for me but thank you, Dean. For the first time, I feel free of the weight on my shoulders.”

“That’s my job as your boyfriend,” Dean says stalking toward your half-naked form.

“Not your only job, you promised me you got some stamina left if I recall right.”

“Damn right, lady. I’ll make you feel things you never felt before.”

“Uh-huh…”

“Oh, yeah, you will see, Baby.”

“Show me what you got, Dean Winchester!”

“I will do so right now.” Licking his lips, he eyes you up and down. The only fabric covering your naked body gets ripped off and tossed aside. You want to scold him for ruining another pair of panties, but you couldn’t care less.

When your back hits the mattress Dean’s lips capture yours in a soft kiss. Gentle hands roam your body while he presses his hard erection against your aching core.

“Dean, I want to feel you.”

“Let me hold you a bit longer. We’ve got all night, Sweetheart.”

“I know, Dean but right now I want to forget everything he ever did to me and the only way is to replace every memory I have of me and him together with a new memory of you and me.” You whisper.

“How could he ever hurt you or let you go? Such a fool.” Dean whispers.

The plump pillows of his lips pressed against your temple Dean groans when you wrap your hand around his cock. Guiding him into your wet cunt you enjoy the loud sigh leaving his lips.

Your legs propped around his waist you smile when he slowly starts rocking into you. Softly kissing your neck Dean moves one hand behind your head to bring you close to him. Lips claiming yours he slides his tongue with yours.

Tenderly caressing his back with your hands, you feel a single tear roll down your cheek. Not knowing what he did wrong Dean looks at you with panic in his eyes, but you shake your head.

“I love you, is all Dean.” You whisper and he smiles down at you. His lips find yours again and all you want right at that moment is Dean to hold you tight for the rest of your life.

----

“You really hit him hard, Dean.”

“That asshole dared to talk to you like that. He deserves so much more. I swear if he ever tries to look into your direction I will rip him apart.”

“No one ever protected me like that.”

“Really? Not even your dad?”

“He left us when I was four or five.”

“A hunter too?”

“Just a normal guy, not a hunter. He found a new woman and left mom and me. After that, my mom changed. She started training and was away for days, sometimes weeks, so my aunt raised me.”

“Your mom was a hunter then?”

“After she died I found her diary. I read it over and over again. First I thought my mom was crazy or something but then one night someone, or rather something attacked me.”

“Did you got hurt?”

“I was a cop back then and due to this fact I was well trained to defend myself, but the attacker didn’t back down. Not even after I shot him with my gun. Then I saw something in his eyes and remembered something called ‘Shapeshifter’ from my mom’s diaries. I knew silver would hurt him so I took the silver knife my mom always carried and stabbed him.”

“Damn, girl, you are one badass.” Dean chuckles.

“Just lucky I didn’t throw the knife away. My mom’s initials were carved into the handle so I kept it.”

“After that, you became a hunter?”

“Not right away. I told my boss that something was off with the guy attacking me, told him about the eyes and stuff. He was a friend before and I thought I can trust me. A week later I got suspended and they wanted me to go to a psychologist, Dean.”

“One fly over the cuckoo's nest?”

“Exactly. No one believed a single word and I realized my mom fought against those stubborn idiots her whole life.”

“So she was a hunter before your dad left you?”

“According to her diaries, she was and gave up hunting for him. After he left she lost interest in normal life, in me. I was a burden, I guess, but my aunt raised me well.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“Don’t be, Dean. Without my mother, I would’ve never met you.”

“True. How did you get that lucky to have a piece of my cute ass?” Dean chuckles and you look up at him with a grin on your face.

“Only a piece? No, Mr. Winchester…your whole ass is mine. Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am. My ass is all yours, forever.”

“Then mine is yours too.”

“Deal. See we got a lot in common…”

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[princesslocket]

Angels of Death x Beyblade Burst AU

Shu was forced to grow up fast at a yoing age. With his parents never being around he was left to take care of himself. He never got to go to school or leave the house/apartment really- His parents would lock every door before they'd leave on a trip and then come home a week or so later. One could only imagine how this messed with young Shu's mind. This cycle of his parents coming and going continued on for years until Shu had finally had enough...

After the "mysterious passing of his parents" Shu ran away from home and took on the name, you guessed it, Red Eye! And from there... He became a murderer, wandering the streets at night from town to town, taking down who ever he felt like with his giant axe. Until one day he received an open invite to this strange building where he could... off anyone he pleased. So he accepted the invite!

Red Eye was given a whole entire floor the moment he entered the building! And for months he took out any unfortunate soul who happened to show up on his floor. But then, a mysterious boy with blue hair, around his age, showed up.

There was something strange about this boy... Something that made him want to play a game of chase- And just like that. The hunt was on! He didn't know how or when, but at some point the two made it up to a floor above Red Eye's. And it was there Red Eye met, and... offed Naoki Minamo! And just as he was going to get rid of the boy, something strange happened! The boy actually asked for him to take his life.

Red Eye refused, of course, because what fun would it be to get rid of the boy if he already wanted his life to end?! From there the building announced a lock down and "search" for Red Eye since he had offed a resident on a floor other than his.

((Okay I know I'm probably boring you all with this so I'm just gonna speed through the rest of it))

Red Eye and Valt(yes the boy gave Red Eye his name) make an alience to escape the building and only after they leave would Red Eye grant Valt his wish.

The floor they travel to next belongs to Kit Lopez. Kit tries to get Valt to stay by playing "cute games" with him. Red Eye takes Kit out with his axe and bam! Next floor! The next floor belongs to Joshua Burns! His room is pretty much an actors/actresses paradise but with several twists. He pits Red Eye and Valt against one another in game show quizzes, a test of courage, etc. Until they make it to the final room! A piano tiled floor? Make three false moves and you're out! It's Red Eye who figures out the puzzle and draws Joshua out. Joshua and Red Eye fight until Valt ultimately ends it with a tiny sword?

The two then move on to Phi's floor. On this floor Naoki returns, only to be offed by Red Eye within the first three seconds of his speech... Phi appears and judges Red Eye and Valt in a trial by fire. Red Eye is only barely alive by the end of the trail and it's then that Phi reveals that he is the one who issued for the building to go under lock down. Red Eye, in retaliation, uses his axe against Phi, only to watch it shatter in front of him at the wave of Phi's hand. Before Valt can do anything, he's hit from something behind him and blacks out.

When Valt awakens again he's in a very familiar looking bakery. The bakery is covered in what appears to be flour and blood and it's only then that Valt realize what he had done several months ago in this bakery... ((Gonna rush this now)) Red Eye finds out Valt got rid of his family one day because of a drug someone had accidentally gave him. Red Eye takes the info pretty well and comforts(?) Valt as they descend back to Phi's floor. They only go back there because Red Eye claims that while Valt was knocked out, he discovered a way out of the building entirely.

When they arrive on Phi's floor alarms start going off at random. This signals how the building is going to collapse on itself in the next 30 minutes. Red Eye and Valt make a run for it! The building is already crumbling around them, but they manage to avoid any falling debris. - Just as they're nearing the exit Phi appears before them! He claims that they are both unfit to continue living and is about to take them out when the ghosts of Naoki, Kit, and Joshua show up and hold Phi back?! They're all screaming at Red Eye to hurry and that this isn't for him, but for them to exact revenge on all Phi has done to them.

Red Eye and Valt then escape the building by some miracle and find a crowd of people waiting outside. It's then that a bunch of police cars surround them and the crumbling building behind them. - They're then taken into custody and are put in seperate jails and interrogated about the building amongst other things.

The two are seperated for months... Until one night~

Red Eye bursts through Valt's jail cell, with a much cooler looking axe, to take Valt away. Valt, runs to Red Eye immediately and is scooped into Red Eye's arms and allows for Red Eye to take him away into the unknown.

[dreamingofjoon]

A Different Side

Joshua Hong x Reader

Word Count: 5k

Warnings: Sexual Content (Well, it’s smut), degrading words/phrases, contrsiction, visual deprivation, 

A/N.  Yes, hello, this is something I’ve written on our group blog and wanted to share here as well:) I’m working on a Monster Woo scenario right now

You sighed in frustration as you heard the same sentence repeated for what felt like the billionth time. You were on lunch break with two of your friends, just conversing about everyday things when things took a turn. The subject of college popped up and annoyed to remember that they were there for your college career. You studied until your ass fell off, only drank wine or a beer once everything school-related was said and done, and only joined an association so that you didn’t look like a total shut-in. As your close friends were out and about socializing in and out of their sorority, you kept your circle as small as possible.

Maybe it wasn’t the best choice to live the “best part” of your life like that but that diploma was the only thing on your mind and now, it had been years since you got it. You had a respectable, cushy job that you loved and a great paycheck you made sure to utilize. You still rarely went out but there were better things to do. You weren’t exactly one for new experiences but once in a while, you could be spontaneous.

“Hey, I’m not boring.” You pouted as you slouched in your seat. Your friends laughed heartily across the table as you got more annoyed. They talked about all of your boring qualities and sad excuses for “new experiences”.

“Sure you aren’t. You’ve only been to a club what, once, drank alcohol a handful of times, you don’t really make friends outside of work and… when was the last time you went on a date? Or got laid?” Sam asked from beside you.

The last time you remembered being touched was years prior. It was only your second time too. The first was in college when you decided at the very least, you didn’t want to graduate college as a virgin. You went to a party, met someone and got it done with. When you were finally out, you had found a boyfriend and tried something with him but it didn’t work out. You hadn’t been on a date in four years much less had sex. It wasn’t something on your mind though. You got through your days without it although you had craved it some days.

“I haven’t been on a date since… David?” You awkwardly smiled at your friends as their jaws dropped. Dana reached her manicured hand to touch your forehead.

“Are you okay?” She asked in a dramatic whisper. You pushed her hand off with a chuckle and said you were fine. It wasn’t hard to get through the day without a penis.

“Don’t you ever miss the feeling?” Sam asked, putting her head in her palm, giving you her full attention.

“Sometimes? I don’t really think about it.” You shrugged.

“So you’ve never even thought of having a one night stand?” Dana asked in a low voice.

“A random man in my bed or vice versa? The idea isn’t very appealing.” You shook your head in disgust.

“Well. If you’re open to new experiences, I have a spectacular one for you.” Dana said as she slid back in her seat.

“Oh yeah? And what would that be?” You asked incredulously.

“I became a member of a private club about a year ago. I think you should go to free your spirits a bit. It’ll be really fun and hey, you could finally get some dick.” She winked.

“What kind of club is this?” You asked in a questioning voice.

She dug through her bag quickly to find a business card for you to read. You stared down at the title, Club Euphoria. The punchline was “The only sin that will send you to heaven.” Inspecting the card further, you found the details of what you had really been wondering and gasped.

“You want me to join a swingers’ club?!” You almost screamed, attracting the nosy stares of a few around your table.

Dana shushed you before slapping your shoulder. “It’s not a swingers’ club! I’m not crazy! It’s more like a…” She took a few seconds to find the words. “…a sex dungeon?”

“Are you serious? Do I sound like the type to try BDSM? Do I look like I want to call some stranger sir while they slap my ass with a riding crop?”

“That’s not what this club is about!” Dana sighed exasperatedly.

“It’s not. I can vouch for her. She referred me to them and let me tell you, Y/N, I’ve never had better sex than I have in that place. When they say, private, they mean private. The rooms are all separated and soundproof, they have security measures in place and they ask for everything before you can even join. They even ask to see your testing records.” Sam explained elaborately, making Dana nod fervently to agree with her words.

“Okay, how much does thing cost?” You asked after a bit of hesitation.

“For you, I’ll pay this time. A regular member has to pay around seventy-five to three hundred depending on the duration and how ‘satisfactory’ it was.” Dana explained. “People don’t go there for a quicky, they go for a whole experience.”

You were actually thinking about it. The idea of being taken care of in a safe environment, even if it was by a handsome stranger was very tempting. You said that you were going to be open to new experiences. Maybe this was the time to start exercising that thought.

You sighed deeply before nodding and calling the number on the card to make an appointment. The operator had such a soft voice, it made you think about how all kinds of people work in the sex industry; all with their different jobs. Dana had explained to the operator that she was a regular and wanted to refer a friend. You chose a time and date that would be appropriate for you. You were instructed to email an STD test result to prove that you were free from any diseases. You would be sent a confirmation email the day prior to your appointment. It was much more professional than you thought it’d be.

“Aren’t you already excited?” Dana squealed as she and Sam high fived in triumph.

“I guess.” You tried to play off her question. Although you wouldn’t show it, you couldn’t wait until Saturday.

The week dragged along and you had managed not to go crazy as it went by slowly. You had successfully sent your test to say that you were clean on Thursday, two days after your appointment was set up. It was Friday evening when you were sent a confirmation email and an excited phone call from Dana. You asked her as many questions as you could think of out of both excitement and nervousness.

“What are the rooms like? Should I bring a change of clothes? How is this going to go down? Am I going to need a safe word?” You rambled, making her laugh.

“Calm down! I’ll answer almost all of your questions. New experiences do involve not knowing everything that’s going to happen.” She giggled through the phone.

You took a deep breath before resuming your questioning. “What are the rooms like? Is it a Fifty Shades of Grey schtick?”

“Not necessarily but it all depends on what you fill out on your questionnaire.” She explains. “And you might want to get there a bit early to fill that bad boy out. It’s quite a bit but they’re trying to make sure you want what’s happening and that it pleases you in the best way possible.”

“Should I bring a change of clothes?” You asked, running your hands through your hair.

“You can if you want to. Sam’s had her shirt ripped off before.” You gasped, subconsciously clenching your nightshirt together. “But that’s what she thinks is hot. He ended up getting her a new one before she left, anyway.”

You sighed before asking probably your last question. “Am I going to need a safe word?”

Dana’s light laugh on the line did nothing to ease your nerves. “It depends on what you fill out. Do you think you’ll be needing a safe word?”

You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as you looked around the modern-looking reception area. When you arrived at the venue, it was not at all what you had expected. It had a lobby with a hallway past the receptionist. You only saw one other man there, probably awaiting his appointment. The walls around the area were white and decorated beautifully. It reminded you of a classy doctor’s office but more spacious. You walked up to a very pretty, young receptionist who offered a bright smile when you caught her attention.

“What can I do for you today, ma’am?” She asked politely.

“I um- I have an appointment today.” You cleared your throat.

“Can I have your last name and see your confirmation email?”

You told her your last name and pulled up the email you received the night before on your phone. She nodded and clicked on some things before pulling out a small packet, a clipboard, and a pen.

“You’ll have to fill this out before your session can start.” She smiled again, making you reciprocate the action.

You sat down a few seats away from the older man you saw earlier. The questionnaire in your lap stared back at you. The first questions were basic information but as you moved on, it was all about your kinks and what you were and were not comfortable with. Wanting to show your friends that you were not one to always shy away from new things, you darkened the circles next to constriction, sensory deprivation, multiple orgasms and something you never thought you’d want to try out. There were others you were hesitant to try but threw in there for the heck of it. You were taking a risk on this place and the person who would be assigned to you. All of the things you jotted down, you had thought or dreamed about at least once.

You sighed before looking over the document once more and getting up to give it to the receptionist. She took it and got up from behind the large semi-circle desk that she worked on.

“If you’ll follow me.” She directed with a hand movement. You followed her down the hallway you saw when you came in. There were rows of doors that led to where you would be. Although you heard nothing, you couldn’t help but think that there were people already ‘enjoying’ themselves. When the receptionist opened the door with a key and ushered you in, you were in awe.

“Please change into one of our complimentary robes. If you brought a change of clothing or would prefer to be nude, please feel free as well. There is a storage space for your belongings. Please do not leave them around and about. We are not responsible for your lost items.” She informed. “Your partner will be here momentarily.”

You nodded in appreciation before watching as she left. There was a lock on the inside of the door which you chose to use before surveying the room more closely. The walls were a deep navy color. The bed, couch, and vanity all complimented each other. You wondered if the people here had personal interior decorators. You drifted towards the nightstand next to the left side of the bed. Out of curiosity, you opened it to find a pack of wet wipes, a bottle of baby oil, a bottle of lotion, a vibrator, a pack of condoms, and a bottle of lube. Good to know they were truly prepared.

You remembered that you did not want your partner to enter and find you still clad in your jeans and button up. You stripped, taking everything but the matching bra and panty set you had on, off and carefully folded your clothes into your bag with your change of clothes before putting your bag away. You took a silky burgundy robe off of the bed and tugged it on, enjoying the feeling and fresh smell that emanated from it.

You sat patiently, waiting for your partner before realizing you should probably turn your phone off. You walked to your bag and took out your phone, catching about three messages in total from both Sam and Dana wishing you luck. You smiled before shutting the device off and putting it back.

You were walking back to the bed when you heard a knock at the door.

“May I come in?” You heard a soft voice ask.

You straightened yourself up before walking over to the door and unlocking it. You strode back to the bed before telling him that he could come in. You watched as the door opened to reveal a lithe man with beautiful, tan skin. His black hair covered his eyes before he shook his head, allowing you to look him in the eye. He turned to lock the door before walking towards you and putting his hand out for a handshake.

“Hi, I’m Joshua! And you are…”

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, Joshua.” You said, smiling to yourself due to his own blinding grin.

“Why are you standing around? There are places to sit.” He teased before leading you to the couch in front of the bed.

You chewed your lip nervously as he observed you, unashamedly racking his eyes up and down your figure. You stared back at him, however, taking in his all black ensemble. At least he looked comfortable.

“So, before we get started, I just want to go over some things.” He began, crossing his fingers and leaning on his knees. You nodded slowly.

“I made sure to carefully look at your preferences and it seems like you were looking for quite the rough activity.” He chuckled. “That is why we’ll have to issue a safe word. Are there any that you have in mind?”

You had thought about this the night before. You didn’t know what you were in for but knew what you wanted and it was all but: “Vanilla.” You finally uttered.

The man sat next to you with wide eyes and a large smile as he heard the word pass your lips.

“Vanilla?” He queried and you nodded in reply. “Ironic, isn’t it?”

“That’s the point.” You laughed back at him.

“Well, Ms. Y/N, I also have a point to get across.” Joshua leaned closer to your form, his body eventually glued next to yours. “For however long you’re in here,” He began as his hand came to graze your cheek before taking a hold of your chin. “I’ll be your one and only daddy.” His face came closer to yours, pulling your lips to brush his. “And you’ll be my babygirl. My perfect little slut.” He growled.

You whimpered a bit before trying to nod the best you could. Your cheeks prickled with heat, surprised by how his personality had changed so quickly. Such a fun, care-free person had suddenly turned into a man that exuded such a dominant air.

“I need you to confirm in your big girl words, baby. What do you say?” He asked with a mischievous tilt of his head.

“Yes, daddy.” You responded right away.

You felt his lips curl upwards before they finally met yours in a searing kiss. You leaned further into the kiss, pulling on Joshua’s t-shirt before he pulled away and turned you around, pushing you face down into the couch. He stayed sat upright, admiring the way your ass was so close to being exposed by your tiny robe. His hands grabbed yours quickly before he took off the fabric belt that held your scarce ensemble together and looped it around your wrists to keep your hands restricted behind your back.

“First rule: no touching.” He leaned down by your ear to whisper.

“Any other rules I need to know of?” You mumbled into the soft furnishing.

You could feel your hips being lifted to rest on Joshua’s lap. His surprisingly calloused hand freely groped your backside. He lifted to end of the robe to fall at your midsection, displaying your ass for his enjoyment.

“Rules two and three,” He delivered a quick, painful slap to your thigh. “Don’t talk back and don’t get smart with me.” His hand quickly came down on your ass, leaving a delicious sting. “I’m not the one practically begging to get fucked, am I, bitch?”

You gasped as you felt another harsh hit against your skin. Your fingers squirmed in their restraints but to no avail. You took every slap given without another word, loving the sting and how it added to your growing arousal. After about ten more spanks, Joshua had finally calmed down. His large hand circled the skin he had come so close to bruising. You almost got lost in his comforting touch before your scalp experienced a sharp pain. Joshua grabbed your hair and pulled you toward his mouth. He pulled so hard, your back arched achingly.

“Fuck up and disobey me one more time, I dare you.” He warned deeply, sending a shiver down your spine.

He let your hair go, making you fall unceremoniously back toward the plush couch. Joshua pushed you off of him, not so much as giving you a glance as he stood up to gather some things. Once you were sat upright once again, you watched intently as he set some kind of fabric on the bed before standing a few feet in front of you.

“Time to make it up to daddy.” He smiled sadistically while waving you over to him.

You managed to stand despite the blissful dizziness you were already experiencing. You hadn’t even taken a step when Joshua barked, “Crawl.” You got down on your knees and shuffled by the best you could on the carpet. Joshua peered down at your already disheveled figure. You could see the clear outline of his growing bulge. How you hadn’t notice when he had you sprawled over his lap? No idea. You watched carefully as he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered his zipper.

“You’re going to be good for daddy, aren’t you?” He had finally freed himself from his confines and looked expectantly of you.

“Yes, daddy.” You replied before feeling that now familiar pain at your scalp again. Joshua’s nails dug into your scalp as he told you to open. You complied with no qualms, doing as he said immediately.

“I’m going to get myself off on fucking your face. If you act right, maybe you’ll get a reward afterward.”

His other hand came to join the first before positioning them at the back of your head. He began to push his length into your mouth, watching your expression closely. You looked at him with big, innocent eyes while swallowing around his cock. His head tilted back and he gave a devious smirk before pushing himself to reach the depths of your mouth. You sat patiently with your jaw slack as he continued thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat a multitude of times, making you gag. Each silent moan that he let pass continued to spur you on. Spit rolled down your mouth and fell on your chest. Your robe was falling down your shoulders and on one arm, it landed halfway on your arm. The sight alone was one worthy to make Joshua cum. He knew, however, that he wanted to get you off before finishing himself. In reluctance, he pulled his cock out of your warm, welcoming mouth before bending down to your level on the floor.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” He said as he observed your messy hair and spit covered face. “This look just tells me that you want that pretty little pussy wrecked.”

You nodded at him, pushing your face forward to capture his lips only to have him pull back. His right hand grasped your face, squishing your cheeks together and bringing them close to his face.

“Manners, babygirl.” He said lowly.

“Yes please, daddy.” You whined before being rewarded with probably the most sensual kiss you were ever going to experience in your current situation. Joshua’s hand came to the back of your neck, pulling you further into the kiss. You let a tiny moan escape, rubbing your thighs a bit for some much needed friction. His tongue intruded easily, tasting whatever he could before pulling away breathlessly. “I think you deserve a reward, babygirl.”

Joshua lifted you by the arm before pulling you towards the bed you were sitting on just earlier. You sat down in anticipation before you felt Joshua’s large hands at your restraints. He whispered, “No touching” before untying your wrists. He pulled your robe off of you before flinging it off the bed. His hands roamed your body and made it even harder for you not to do the same to his mostly clothed body. In a moment of thoughtlessness you had almost lost it and grabbed him, Joshua looked at you with dark eyes as his bangs settled over his forehead.

“What are you doing?” He asked as his hands parted your thighs quite roughly. You hadn’t even realized the way you had been slightly rubbing your thighs together. Apparently, he had. “I’m the one supposed to be making you cum and yet here you are. Pretty thighs pressed together, you really want to get off, don’t you whore?”

“Yes, daddy. Please fuck me already. I really want to cum.” You responded quickly.

“I can fix that.” He smiled.

Joshua unclipped your bra and pushed you to lay down, pulling off your panties before tying up your wrists again. “I’m sorry babygirl but since you can’t wait for daddy, it seems like you’ve earned another punishment rather than your reward. I warned you but I maybe you actually like punishments more.”

You squirmed on the bed, your head thrashing at the pillows in frustration. Next thing you knew, Joshua was telling you to sit up again before enclosing something soft over your eyes. He gently pushed you to lay back down. You could hear him open a drawer beside the bed before rummaging in it. You heard him close the drawer again before feeling two fingers at your heat. His fingers ran along your wet folds, eliciting a long hiss.

“Wow, so wet just from sucking my dick. You really are beautiful, babygirl.” He plunged both fingers in with no warning before curling them expertly. You arched your back, letting out a moan as you felt his tongue at your taut nipple. Your legs began to close unconsciously until Joshua pried them back apart and delivered a hard smack against your heat. You yelped in surprise, making him smile before he got off of the bed again. This time, you could not hear what he was doing.

You eventually felt a cold object pressing against your nipple. You wracked your brain trying to figure out what it was before you were surprised by sudden vibrations to your chest. He had gotten the vibrator from the drawer you found earlier. “Since you don’t want me getting you off, we’ll be using my little friend instead.”

He left the device on as he dragged it down your body from your nipple to your clit. You let out a shaky breath as relief suddenly swept over you. You stretched your fingers as best as you could with them being under you. Alongside the vibrator, you soon felt warm breath fan your heat. The sensation alone made you dizzy. When he licked a stripe up your heat to gather your wetness, you couldn’t hold back your lengthy moan. His tongue did wonders but you bit your lip, not wanting to be caught off guard and told that being loud was another broken rule. Joshua saw this and stopped for a second to watch you writhe under his gaze.

“You’re holding back on me, babygirl. Let me hear those pretty moans.” He said in a voice dripping in sex and authority.

You let go of all worried thoughts and let out every moan you had. Joshua’s tongue was talented and highly complimented the device constantly stimulating your bundle of nerves. With constant stimulation from both sources, you felt heat building up in your abdomen. As your noise level continued to escalate, Joshua got up on his elbows and pumped his fingers deep into you. “Go on and cum, babygirl. Cum on daddy’s fingers.” He coaxed.

Your fingers curled underneath you, digging into the skin of your palm as you came undone. You let out a scream as Joshua felt your walls convulse around his fingers. He grinned as he saw how hard you had cum. Your fluids practically covered his hand as he continued to slowly thrust in and out even as you began to whine in discomfort and squirm.

Much needed, huh? Bet you’ve never cum that hard from someone’s tongue.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of you. You let out a breath of relief and began closing your legs again. You heard a chuckle come from the end of the bed before you could feel the bed move again. You were suddenly exposed to the lighting in the room around you. With squinted eyes, you looked at the figure to your side. Joshua was suddenly naked with all of his tan, supple skin and display. A small smile played on his lips as he told you to lay on your stomach. You rolled around onto your stomach slowly, breath heavy and eyes still adjusting.

You felt your restraints being untied again before your hips were lifted. Your head was buried in the sheets where you wanted it to stay forever. As you continued to regain your energy, Joshua was rolling a condom down his shaft with ease. His large hands suddenly gripped your hips before pulling you back onto him. His dick teased your entrance, slowly rubbing it up and down your folds before letting the tip sink in a bit. One hand ran up your back, leaving tiny sparks up your spine before he took a firm hold of your shoulder and pulled you back onto him. He pushed all of his length into you in one stroke, not caring for your tiredness or the tingling from your previous orgasm.

Your fingers clawed into the sheets beside you as he continued pounding into you. Suddenly, you felt yourself being pulled up again by the hair. The tips of your fingers still pressed into the bed as Joshua ran his tongue along your neck. “You like it when I pull on your hair, don’t you slut?” He asked as the hand on your hip moved towards your clit. “You’ve never been fucked this good, have you?” The whisper had your spine tingling and mind reeling.

“No, daddy. You’re the only one who’s fucked me this good.” You cried out as he grasped your breast. You heard a deep chuckle before he bit a spot underneath your ear. “How bad do you want to cum?”

You let out a groan before bringing your hands to his butt, pulling him closer to you, letting him push deeper into you. “So bad, daddy. Please let me cum. I’m gonna lose it if I don’t cum!” You nearly yelled. His only response was to let your scalp go and let his nails dig into your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. You nearly broke out in sobs as he brought one hand to your clit and began rubbing quick, fluid circles. You went silent as you came, seeing stars when you closed your eyes. Toes curling and breath lost, you gasped into the pillows. Joshua’s hold on your hip soon subsided as he came, a deep groan coming from him. He pulled out and let your body fall limp on the bed as he stared at you.

Eyes closed, chest heaving, and hair everywhere, it was sight he truly appreciated. He sat on the side of the bed, also regaining his energy before he finally asked if you had a change of clothes. Your consciousness was in and out at this point. You only wanted to fall asleep on the big, comfortable bed you were currently curled up on.

“Earth to Y/N? Do you have a change of clothes or should I get you another robe?” Joshua asked as he pulled the bed cover over your form. You mumbled where you had left your purse and that he would find clothes in there. He stood in his still naked glory and threw away his condom before finding your purse and taking out your button up and another set of panties you had brought. He laid them on the nightstand by the bed before stroking your hair.

“You did so well, beautiful. You were such a good girl.” He purred as you enjoyed the feeling of his hand patting your head. “You need to stay awake though. Do you want some water?” His hand lightly shook your shoulder before you whispered a tiny yes please. He walked with a smile plastered on his face, enraptured by your adorable behavior. He grabbed a robe from one of the storage units for himself before also grabbing your bottle of water. When he walked back to the bed and sat down beside you, he also grabbed the baby wipes from the bedside table.

You were told to sit up before he handed you your bottle of water. You drank the entire bottle, wanting to hydrate your dry throat and sore body. “Do you want me to clean you up or are you up to doing it yourself?” He asked as he held up a wipe in one hand and the remainder of the pack in the other. “Can you please clean me up?”

He nodded before pulling the covers off of you and wiping your thighs, butt, and face. You makeup came off easily along with whatever else was on your face previously, making Joshua stare at you longer. “You really are a beaut.” He commented before wiping himself clean and throwing away the dirty remnants.

He came back to help you up as you stepped into your panties and he helped button up your shirt.

“Can I see you again?” You asked as you focused on his expression as he finished buttoning your shirt.

“You could always request me. I’d be glad to have you back again.” He smiled.

“I’d like that.”

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Week 3, Day 2

Safety cut, line breaks where the original posts ended.

So, if the sky right now is what it looks like when you cross from the RG back to the UG, that probably means the planes are pressing closer together. Which is very bad. How long before the barrier dissolves completely?

Honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if Shiba had actually infected Ayano. He’s enough of a bastard. He’s gonna force me to use my Replay and then do something worse once he’s sure I used it isn’t he. If not now, then soon.

I hate having no choice but to run toward a trap but like. Got no choice.

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Uzuki would make the worst secret agent. I love her. And don’t be offended that Beat never uses your name. He does that to literally everyone.

Side note: I really don’t like all these randoms staring at the sky. I am having nasty flashbacks to the last week 3. And I have a bad feeling that as the barrier gets thinner and thinner, more and more people will be looking up.

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Hishima is confusing. He sounds like he’s contradicting himself so there’s got to be some other thing we aren’t aware of yet.

He thinks it’s his purpose to destroy Shibuya.

He’s trying to set the UG and RG right again.

So he thinks that destroying Shibuya will fix whatever’s wrong? But he’s going about is all wrong, according to Hishima.

…. I’m suddenly having a flashback to when Joshua told Kitaniji that he was going to destroy Shibuya before it could corrupt the other grounds. Does… does Shiba think something like that happened? That something spread from Shibuya that started what happened to Shinjuku?

Is there actually any logic to what Shiba does or is he just a dick. Am I giving him too much credit by even considering halfway reasonable explanations.

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Okay. I’ve tracked down Ayano. All the Reapers on the way here were very sure this was a lost cause so this is undoubtedly about to be extremely sad. And based on the vision there’s about the be a Bad End.

Aaaaah this is even more fuck up. ‘I did this to myself so you would have to care about me.’ WOW that is toxic. Like, I know Shiba is also very much to blame but what the hell lady. If you cared you wouldn’t DO THIS. Poor Shoka.

This dive is a terrible idea oooooh boy.

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I really wish they could have stayed happy in Shinjuku.

What the hell happened there? Also, they knew Tsugumi before the Inversion and before she became a Reaper? Elaborate please.

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The part of my brain that isn’t overwhelmed by how sad this is is having a bit of a giggle over Rindo moonlighting as a time traveling therapist. Man, Twewy is weird.

This conversation I’m having, talking about not knowing who you are, reminds me of something my mom reminded me about once. When I was being bullied really bad in junior high, she said something to me along the lines of ‘don’t you ever think it would be easier to just be the person they’re expecting?’ and my response, more or less, was ‘it took me this long to figure out who ‘me’ is, I’m not gonna go changing it for them’. I don’t remember why this came up, but my mom was saying how teenaged me saying that blew her away, and she never forgot it.

This has been a tangent.

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“It’s raining pain, my dudes!”

Fret don’t make me laugh right now that is not appropriate.

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She’s gonna die as herself now isn’t she. Why have you done this. My heart.

I guess Tiny gets a small bit of credit for seeming genuinely sad that Ayano is gone. Like, you barely stepped over the bar but you could have showed up and laughed, so that’s something. I guess.

Fuck me, this game is bleak.

I immediately feel better because Rhyme. She’s hacked the RNS goooooooo. I am all in for Rhyme the computer wizard. Yaaaas.