#one direction x 6th member

[acidinduceddaydreams]

Reconnected

Pairings: Harry styles x Fem!6th Member Reader

Synopsis: you two reconnect years after the hiatus in an interview. The fans can’t help it if you two have chemistry.

A/n: hiii I don’t know how I feel about this but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. God bless you all! Praying for you guys always! 💌🪽🙏🏼🧸🫧

The interviewer smiled brightly as they turned to you. “And now, after years apart, the six of you are finally back on one stage! How does it feel, Y/N, seeing Harry again?”

The crowd erupted in cheers, and you shifted nervously in your seat, stealing a glance at Harry. His green eyes sparkled with mischief, but there was a softness to his expression you hadn’t seen in years.

“It’s… surreal,” you admitted with a small laugh. “We’ve all been so busy, but it’s nice to catch up. Feels like old times.”

“Right, Harry?” the interviewer pressed, clearly fishing for a reaction.

Harry smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Always good to see Y/N. She’s aged like fine wine, hasn’t she?”

The audience went wild, and you felt your cheeks heat up. “Harry!” you scolded playfully, nudging his arm.

The banter between the two of you didn’t go unnoticed. Clips of the interaction flooded TikTok within hours, and the hashtag #HarryAndY/N trended globally. Fans paired the moments with slow-motion edits, romantic filters, and captions like “The way he looks at her 😍” or “This ship is alive again!”

You couldn’t escape it. Every time you opened your phone, there was a new edit of you and Harry laughing, or a fan theory about your supposed “history.” The buzz was overwhelming, but part of you couldn’t stop smiling.

That night, as you scrolled through the latest TikToks, a text from Harry popped up on your screen:

Your heart raced as you stared at the screen, a grin spreading across your face. Maybe the fans were onto something after all.

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- The Late Late Show Clips

Part 52

2015

The video starts with James Corden in front of the camera at a basketball court. His hand on his hips with a sweatband on his head

“Today is the combination of a life’s dream”

The clip then cuts to Harry

“It definitely feels like the last erm five years being in this band was preparation for this game”

“The best way to practice dodgeball” James is stood talking with the boys and YN around him with a pile of dodgeball balls in the middle of them “is to practice without a dodgeball” Niall passes a pretend ball to James while Louis and Liam get ready for the imaginary ball to go to them. Harry and YN stand off to the side with arms crossed with raised eyebrows.

The next clip shows Niall

“The singing thing just happened I never planned a career in singing. It was always about dodgeball for me”

“We got a great coach and great team captain and an amazing support system” the camera shows YN holding pom-poms jumping up and down “we wouldn’t be here without her”

“When I was asked to join the team I was a little shocked, but then I was just told to stand on the side and cheer I thought why not. Singing was never really a passion of mine, it’s not my long term goal. I’ve always wanted to cheer on a dodgeball team”

The next clip shows the boys doing sit ups and YN running over to Harry to put his hair in a bobble

“I’m absolutely dodgeball obsessed and yeah I’ve always lived and breathed dodgeball it’s just such a big part of me” Louis says to the camera

“Have you ever played dodgeball before?”

“No never”

The rest of the video shows the boys playing dodgeball against a group of girls and YN having an issue with their male cheerleader. Unfortunately Cordens Angels loose the game, and the boys and YN looks devastated.

Comments:

YN just cheering the boys is priceless!

I love how serious they took this

I love how YN and the other cheerleader had beef

“Now we’re about to play what is probably the craziest game we’ve ever had on our show. It’s a game that I’m already regretting thinking of. It’s time for tattoo roulette with One Direction. Ok here’s how it works. On this table we have 6 boxes. In 5 of them is the word safe. Inside one of them is the word tattoo. Each of us will chose a box and if the box says tattoo in it they will get a tattoo right here right now live on the show. If it’s one of the boys or YN they will get Late Late tattooed on them and if it’s me I will have 1D tattooed on me” YNs face lights looking giddy with excitement

“I think we should go ladies first” Louis says looking at YN who’s stood next to Niall

“Me to. Niall” YN presents the boxes making everyone laugh

“Niall your the only member who doesn’t have any tattoos so are you going first?”

“Yeah”

“Oh my god he’s shaking” YN gasps

“Niall off you go” Niall goes to the boxes and chooses a box “ok YN your next” Harry goes to help YN down the stairs in her heals, but she effortlessly walks down without any help. Many years of practice under her belt

“I’m just going to pick this one” she shrugs taking a box

“I hate how calm you are” Niall says to YN who brings the box over to where he’s standing

“It’s fine I’ve been meaning to book a new tattoo in”

“Harold. How are you feeling about this?”

“I’m fine” Harry is next to chose a box, then Louis and finally Liam.

YN and the boys are stood in a line with their boxes

“I feel like I’m on deal or no deal” YN comments

“Now you’re a professional tattoo artist. Your good at this”

“I’m alright” the tattoo artist shrugs

“Can you do removals?” James says

“I’m a bit hurt James that you don’t want 1D permanently on your body. Plus removals hurt more than the tattoo so I’d just keep with the tattoo”

“Not helping YN” Niall nudges his friend

“Alright Liam you go first” Liam lifts up the lid which says safe. Louis is also safe. James is next and he’s safe. Harry quickly swaps his box and YNs box around

“Oi”

“I just have a feeling YN” Harry says

“Ok will YN you go next” she lets out a big sigh, then opens the lid revealing the words safe. All that’s left is Harry and Niall. Niall looks like he’s about to throw up Harry opens the his box and it says tattoo causing Niall to jump up and down with glee

“Harry styles is getting a tattoo!” James smiles

Comments:

The fact Harry swapped his and YNs box because he had a feeling

Niall just thinking thank god it’s not him!

I’m going to miss them!

“Hey mate it’s me. I’m in a real bind traffic wise I know your in town is there anyway you can help me?” James starts the video clip with him on the phone sat behind the drivers wheel of the car. Niall then opens the door and sits in the passenger seat “hey man thanks for this” Louis Harry and Liam then join in the back “well since your all here where’s YN?”

“Here” YN pops her head up from the floor

“Where did you come from. No scratch that how did you get in here?”

“I have my ways. Now where am I sitting?”

“Here” Harry pats his and Liams knees. YN gets up and sits half on Harry and half on Liam

“Ok fair enough. If anyone needs a wee”

“I need a wee” Harry raises his hand

“Hold it. Now are you ok if we listen to some music?”

“Yeah course” what makes you beautiful starts playing. They all sing the song, Harry every now and then singing to YN.

“Blimey you’ve got a boney ass YN” Harry laughs with an arm around her waist making sure she’s safe

“Is it scary having people find out where you are, where you live”

“It can do when they are outside your house. I’m living alone at the moment so it’s scary when people are ringing your doorbell”

“That’s why she’s got Cookie. Scare them off” Niall jokes

“Worst she will do is lick someone to death” YN laughs. Story of my life then plays. YN tries her best to sing but her part of the song is sung by Harry

“Let’s do a band harmony. I’ll kick it off and you follow”

“I’ll do the highest note” YN says goes into a whistle tone as they all harmonise. The next song plays, the best song ever, Harry and YN sing the adlibs. When James does a high note after YN everyone looks shocked

“Ok YN how do I like keep that high note for long”

“Lots of practice and drinking hot Lemmon and honey water”

“I think you need to rethink the hiatus. This just feels right. So YN don’t go on tour with Justin. Just release more music. I just think this is whats best”

“Oh James” YN pats James on the shoulder

“Do you know the game sleep marry cruise”

“I love this game” YN claps

“YN. Your three are. Justin, Harry and Chris Hemsworth”

“Oh god errrm” YN awkwardly laughs “I think if I sleep with Chris things would be awkward so cruise Chris. Sleep Justin and marry Harry, he’s a good cook”

“Thanks for helping me get to work guys. I love you all”

Comments:

Harry singing ‘don’t need makeup to cover up’ to YN just makes me sad they aren’t actually dating!

Haha YN stealing Harry’s drink and him just letting her as if this is just normal!

YN actually looked so sad during story of my life. Liam and Louis just holding her hands breaks my heart

“marry Harry, he’s a good cook” hmmm sure…

[inmyblueparadise]

Hello could I ask for a request where the sixth member of one direction was with the boys and maybe they were swarmed by paparazzi and she ended up getting hurt ? It’s ok if you don’t want to I understand ! Have a great day x happy 12 anniversary

Oh man I'm so late with this, I'm so sorry ! Happy really reaaaaaaaally late 12 anniversary darling (btw can you believe it's been that long ? Jeez) Anyway I hope you like it lovie xx

There is a good and a bad side to being a celebrity. 

Of course, people see the glamorous side first, the red carpets, the awards, the luxurious hotels, the money... and you are not going to lie. Yeah, it's great ! But there is also a darker side to putting your life in the spotlight. And especially on a band as famous as One Direction. 

For example, the lack of privacy, all the boys and you have been the victims of gossip magazines and rumors on social media the second you did something. You went out to a club ? You were an alcoholic! You went to grab lunch with a guy ? You guys were dating (even if the guy was your cousin.. and yes that still made your family laugh during the holidays) and so on and so on.. Being followed everywhere was also hard sometimes, because as much as you loved meeting fans, sometimes you just wanted to go to Starbucks without causing a riot. But the worst? THE ACTUAL WORST. Was the paparazzi. 

You didn't mind them at events, behind a line far from you, but when you were swarmed that was something else. Because let's be honest, nobody likes being pushed around, tripped, and blinded by flashes after a 12-hour flight. And as much as your team tries, unfortunately, sometimes they can't stop them from finding you. 

You were just getting out of a 20hrs+ flight from London to Sydney, on which you slept and talk with the boys. You were ready to get off the jet but before you could you saw Paul, frowning at his phone. 

You alright Paul ? you asked 

I'm fine, but I'm going to have to ask you guys to be careful out there fans and paparazzi are here. 

Oh shit ! Should we split up ? 

A little, go by three's. Louis, Liam, and Harry. and Zayn, Y/N, and Niall. And you will be in different cars, please watch out for each other.

That made you stress a little. You had never been a huge fan of crowded places, and having anxiety attacks at the beginning of the rise of the band, was a reminder enough that you were not going to enjoy the next hour. You always felt better with one of the guys next to you and often ended up holding their hands to help keep you calm. You knew Zayn and Niall, were not going to let you get lost, but still, you had a weird feeling in your stomach. You also knew that the three of you would look out for each other because none of you were good being surrounded by a big crowd.

You grab your backpack, checking that your cap was on your head and your sunglasses on your nose and let out a deep breath. But before you exited the plane, you felt a hand softly grab your wrist.

Angel, be careful out there. Stay with Zayn and Niall ok ? 

Don't worry daddy direction, you won't lose me in the crowd, you said smiling. But it was no use trying to hide your anxiety, your boys knew you too well. 

You exited the plane less than 5 minutes after Liam, Louis and Harry. The airport seemed calm, and you were surrounded by security from your team and the airport. But as soon as you saw the door to the outside, and the hundreds of flashes and started to hear the screams of fans, the anxiety started again. You grabbed Niall's hand tight, knowing that he was feeling anxious too.

And once you walked through the doors, it was chaos. Absolute chaos. 

You couldn't see anything other than white flashes or hear something because high pitch screams filled your ears. 

Y/N ! Y/N ! Look here please ! 

You saw fans being pushed around and pressed against each other. Cameras flying around trying to get a picture. You apologized to the fans because you couldn't stop to talk or take pictures. After all, if you stopped you were afraid you would get hurt, and they seemed to understand the situation because they started to try and clear a path between the paparazzi, asking them to move, but apparently, a grown man being told to move by teenage girls was too much for the ego. And. they started to push even more and shout at you. 

That's when you saw it. A young girl, probably 14-15 years old, tumbling to the ground. And by pure instinct, you let go of Niall's hand to help her up. That was a BIG mistake. The second you let go of his hand, he turned around to see what had happened, but he couldn't go back to you, it was almost like walking against the current. He started shouting your name to your security team, but he just saw you disappear in a sea of people. 

You on the other hand were so focused on the young girl who was starting to cry that you didn't realize that you were now surrounded by paparazzi and fans with no security. You crouched on the ground to try and help her up, and that was your second mistake because the second you lowered yourself next to her you were roughly pushed around, making you fall hard on your knees. Wincing as your knees bumped on the pavement, you looked at the girl reaching your hands to her. 

Hi love, grab my hands, Are your ok ? But you couldn't reach her, because a hand had grabbed you, hard. That's when it started, a game of being pulled around in different directions, you felt hands over your arms, your cap being ripped from your head and voices shouting. 

Y/N ! Y/N ! A picture ! Smile sweetheart! Come on ! 

You couldn't breath. You couldn't see. Your arms and hands were covered in scratches, and your knees bleeding. 

Please, can you let me through ? Please I'm just trying to go to the car. Please.

And as much as the fans tried to get them to back away, shouting at them that you were a human being, that you were hurting, they still took pictures, swarming you like ravens.

What you didn't see was the boys reaction. They were in front of you. Way closer to the cars, when they heard the fans. Liam was the first to notice when a fan told him something had happened to you. 

You need to help Y/N, she's hurt !

That made him stop walking and look around trying to spot you. But he couldn't see you. That's when you shouted at Louis.

Lou, do you see Y/N ? 

The oldest of the band whipped around. Not seeing you. And began to shout at Paul. 

Paul ! Where is Tiny ? 

That got the attention of the rest of the band. That was also when they saw Niall struggling to walk back to the airport. 

SHE OVER HERE ! PAUL FUCK SHE'S ON THE GROUND ! 

The fans picked up on it and started shouting at the paparazzi to leave you alone, trying to push them away. But you were still on the ground, having fallen for the third time, hanging your head low, tears streaming down your face. You heard your name being shouted. While half of the security team was trying to make their way to you. 

You saw Scott, one your bodyguards making his way to you. He finally was able to grab you gently around the waist, hosting you up. 

It's ok tiny, I got you. I got you. he whispered in your ear, when you wrapped your arms around his neck, hiding your face, hot tears still streaming down your face. 

Wrap your legs around me, and I'll get you to the cars, darling. 

You had no energy left in you, you just nodded, your face still hidden in his neck. 

He pulled you through the crowd, shouting, telling everyone to back off. And as you made your way closer to the car, you heard the boys, well mostly Louis and Zayn, shouting at the paps. Paul tried to usher them into the car but to no avail. 

What the fuck is wrong with you people ? For a fucking picture ? You fooking loosers ! I'm gonna break your fucking cameras, get them out of our faces for fuck sake! 

Finally, after what felt like hours, you were dropped inside the car, but that didn't make you lighten your grip on Scott's neck. 

It's ok princess, your safe. You let go slowly, seeing the faces of the boys, worry written all over them. 

Thanks Scott

And then, you were swarmed, but this time it didn't scare you. It was full of love. 

Jesus, Angel are you ok ? 

What happened ? 

Babe you're bleeding ! 

Those fookers, Angel, you ok ? 

And as traumatizing as this experience was, you could only, whisper one thing, as the car started pulling away from hell. Still in shock. 

Oh, I lost my cap..

That lightened the tension. You heard chuckles and saw smiles on their faces. 

Oh Angel !

And you were hugged all over, them whispering sweet things, reassuring you, promising you you'll be ok. 

So yes, celebrity was not always a dream life. But as long as you got your boys, what could go wrong ? 

[hazz-a-bear]

T H E S I X — all our good years are left behind.

meet one direction.

masterlist. wattpad.

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Born on the 24th of December, 1991, LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON is the oldest child of Johannah Deakin. Being the oldest son in a family of seven, Louis is a brother to six siblings - Charlotte, Felicite, Daisy, Phoebe, Ernest and Doris, by name. As a little kid, Louis grew up in the city of Doncaster, Yorkshire.

At the age of 18 going 19, Louis decided to try out for the seventh season of X-Factor after a small game of truth or dare between a couple of friends.

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+ In the current day, Louis is in his 30s. Louis is a father to an adorable seven-year-old, Freddie. Louis is a world-renowned solo artist with more than millions of fans. Although quite underrated for some's liking, Louis is admired worldwide for his amazing vocal skills and his genuine love towards his fans. Selling out arena after arena around the world, Louis has brought rock music to the surface with his own unique ingredient to it. He is known for his amazing connection with his fans, or Louies, in general. Louis and Louies are like petals to a flower, honey to a bee and a heart to a man. They share their love through middle fingers, pride flags and ripping Louis' shirts on tour.

Although the people he gave his heart to and his happiest years are left behind, he still manages to put a sunshine smile on his face and put his best out there for his fans, for his family, for his only love.

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Born on the 12th of January, 1993, ZAYN JAVAAD MALIK was the third child of Trisha Malik. Being the only son of the family, Zayn is a brother to three sisters - Saafa, Doniya and Walihya, by name.  As a tiny kid, Zayn grew up with his family on the west side of Yorkshire, Bradford to be precise.

On a sunny morning in June 2010, 17-year-old Zayn was dragged out of bed by his beloved mother so he won't be late for his X-Factor auditions.

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+ As of 2023, Zayn lies lowkey. He is a man who has found himself after society stripped him of his mental health, talent and confidence. He is a great father for his day one, Khai Malik. He is a quiet artist to his fans. Zquad, or his solo fandom, still roots for him any way they are able to, caring for him, defending him and loving him unconditionally. Although the chances of Zayn appearing in public is rare, his fans are true to him. And Zayn never takes their love for granted as he knows how hurtful it is to do so. Zayn and Zquad are tied together by a red string of love, trust and understanding.

Now at the beginning of his 30s, he's come a long way and he still has a long way to go, but Zayn Malik puts self-care first and everything else second. He can't afford to get hurt for a second time in this cruel industry and his fans are well aware and are willing to give their lives if it means he is happy.

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Born on the 29th of August, 1993, LIAM JAMES PAYNE was the youngest child of Karen Payne and Geoff Payne. Being the only son in a family of three, Liam is a younger brother to Ruth and Nicola. Little Liam's hometown was supposedly Wolverhampton in the west midlands of England.

In 2008, Liam auditioned on X-Factor, season six, as a fearless and confident kid. Having been shut down by Simon Cowell, he returned to fulfil his wishes of participating again in the seventh season in 2010.

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+ Liam is a 30-year-old man who has had his ups and downs as of 2023. Often recognized to be mistreated by certain people, management and authorities, Liam has quite a conflicting reputation. Nevertheless, he is an artist who is equally surrounded by millions of loving fans who always look out for him and put their whole trust in him. He is admired globally for his amazing connection with his fans. Always putting them first, Liam is quick to check up on his fans at any time of the day. His fans are always by his side, basking in the love he gives them and vice versa.

Liam Payne still needs to work on putting himself first, but he is admired by millions of people as he has gone through a lot more than what a teenager should go through. Regardless of the misjudgement, he's facing in media, Liam still tries to be there for everyone, he and his angel smile.

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Born on the 13th of September, 1993, NIALL JAMES HORAN was the second child of Maura Horan and Bobby Horan. Being the youngest son of the Horan family, Niall is a brother to Greg Horan. As a cheery kid from Ireland, Niall grew up in the beautiful meadows of the Irish Republic town, Mullingar.

In 2010, X-Factor first brought its' auditions to Dublin, Ireland. 17-year-old Niall was more than determined to sacrifice everything and take advantage of this opportunity to try out his shot with X-Factor ( and maybe Katy Perry as well? )

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+ By 2023, Niall has considered himself to be a professional golfer, a cardigan collector and a skincare influencer rather than a singer. The almost 30-year-old is thriving on social media platforms with his finger guns, cocktails and Lewis Capaldi. And might I say his fans, Lovers ( Or Horn Dogs, your pick ) are just as happy with his approaches and entertaining content. But truly, Niall is renowned for his amazing music as well as his voice. The industry sees him as a genuine and laidback artist who puts his family and fans before everything and goes to an extreme extent to put a smile on their faces.

Niall Horan is one of the members of One Direction who has really healed and found himself after all the bricks thrown at him. Although he had been treated wrongly by the world, he has put those thoughts aside and still treats everyone with love and utter kindness.

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Born on the 1st of February, 1994, HARRY EDWARD STYLES is the second child of Anne Twist.  Being the youngest son of the family, Harry is the younger brother to Gemma Styles. As a kid, Harry grew up with his mother and sister in the small village of Holmes Chapel in Cheshire, England.

16-year-old Harry only signed up for X-Factor in 2010 to get some honest feedback and reviews about his voice and perhaps, just because a friend was trying it out as well.

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+ By 2023, Harry is one of the members who has reached his peak of success. Being on the edge of his 20s, Harry has an army of fans behind him with pride flags in their hands, boas around their neck and heart-shaped sunglasses over their eyes. Harry is the epitome of fashion and music of the present time, he is the talk of the town, and his music is at the top of the Billboard charts, his fans, Harries, are an uncontrollable fandom. But yet, Harry doesn't seem as close with his dear fans. Harries doesn't mind though, not at all, it makes sense as the media directed at him isn't the kindest. His unconditional love and support and ass-shaking music are enough to be called fanservice and keep them going. All his fans ever want is for him to be comfortable, open and proud of himself.

On the outside, Harry is a man all about love and kindness. His motto in life is to be himself and show his true self to others. But yet, maybe there is more to the story. As much as successful as he is career-wise, he might just need to look back on a quite unsuccessful job at loving and not hurting the people who have been with him since the beginning.

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Born on the 28th of November, 1994, RUHI AVIANA RAE was the second child of Soniya Fernando and Jonathon Rae.  Being the only daughter of the family, Aviana is a sister to Alden Rae. From age one to eleven, Aviana grew up with her family in the bustling south asian city of Colombo, Sri Lanka. Then, the Rae family migrated back to England before taking residency in Hampstead Heath, Greater London.

In 2010, then 15-year-old Aviana went out of her way to join the  X-Factor auditions without her parents' initial knowledge as she was only presented with the chance to audition by her school as a prize for her performance.

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+ As of 2023, 28-year-old Aviana ( now, Fernsby ) is considered to be the biggest pop star in the world. With an out-of-the-world discography, a couple hundred music awards and a core fan base just as strong as her, the name Aviana is laced on the tongue of every single person around the world. With her melancholic, psychological and music you can relate on a level that's kind of concerning, Aviana is considered the IT girl of the 21st century. Despite being a very in-demand and famous artist, Aviana still makes time to connect with her fans, as much as she can even if it's sharing a small video of her trying to make breakfast for herself. Although Aviana's music is scattered from pop rock to bedroom indie to melancholic ballads, her fans are right behind her, supporting her in her every move with their feathery angel wings, halos and sparkling wands in hand.

Despite being on top of the Billboard charts almost all year, Aviana still has a long way to when it comes to self-discovery and correction. She still needs time to figure out who she really is after being tossed aside by one too many people on multiple occasions. And there's no doubt that her fans will be by her side through every step of that.

──── thank you.

[hannieehaee]

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summary: keeping appearances as an idol was already hard enough, but it becomes even worse upon finding a forlorn jeonghan with need of assistance with the company's faulty security system, instantly becoming endeared with the idol who refused to take no for an answer — not that you'd ever want him to.

content: idol!jeonghan x hybeidol!reader, f2l, meet-cute, very unrealistic schedules for idols lol, jeonghan is a menace, a lot of will they wont they, reader plays hard to get, small age gap implied, afab reader, one mention of the word oppa as a honorific (sorry</3), reader is implied to be international (no specific race, just not born in korea), smut, dry humping, fingering, penetrative sex, etc.

(^ no actual content warnings in the teaser)

wc: 1.9k (teaser); 11.7k (full fic)

RELEASE DATE: september 6th

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a/n: wrote this super quickly so it might be a little messy but i really love idol aus so yeah hope u enjoy<3

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"Hey, is that Yoon Jeonghan from Seventeen?", asked Minji as she patted your shoulder, finger pointing towards your right.

"Who?", you wondered, attempting to make sense of the distressed man standing in front of the main artist elevators in the building, "Oh, yeah, I think that's him," you said once you spotted his face, deeming it impossible to not recognize a face such as his.

"Why is he just standing there?", she wondered, holding onto your arm in the affectionate manner she usually did, "Do you think it's that elevator thing again?" she faced you to ask.

"What elevator thing?"

"Apparently he went on a variety show and complained about the company's security system. It was a whole controversy, but I guess the facial recognition doesn't work for him for some reason," she informed you before chuckling at the sight of Jeonghan sighing in defeat at yet another failed attempt at utilizing the aforementioned system, "I thought it was a bit, but I guess he was for real."

"Huh," you hummed, having been unaware of the issue. The system worked just fine for you and all your members, so you never had any motive to question it. Your senior, however, had clear issues with the system. Within the two minutes you had noticed his presence, he had already attempted the facial recognition three times, getting rejected every single one of them.

"You should help him," your groupmate suggested, "I would, but my manager will be here soon for my shoot. You only have rehearsals today, right? You're heading that way anyway."

"What? No!" you declined, "I always get anxious around our seniors. I've never even met him," you added, far too shy to even face the pretty boy during his predicament.

Disconnecting from you, she grabbed onto your shoulders, scolding you, "Dude, just go help him! This is how you make connections. You give him a hand and then he gives you one back," she said, physically turning you around so you could face his direction, hands still on your shoulders, "Go! My ride's probably already here anyways. Good luck," she encouraged as she pushed you forward, making you absentmindedly begin walking towards the boy.

Taking a breath, you began to walk towards the boy who seemed to grow more and more frustrated at the faulty security system. The closer you got, the more you could hear his whines in complaint. It appeared that he had taken up a phone call during the time you'd been talking to your friend, frustratedly arguing with whoever was on the other line.

"Seokminnie, c'mon! Just come down! I'll buy you soju after practice," he whined, groaning at whatever response his groupmate had given him in return, "My manager already left ... Yeah .... No! Stop! Just come down! I'm your senior and- Wait! Don't hang up!", he groaned at last upon hearing the classic sound of a disconnected line invade his ears.

It was only then that he seemed to notice your presence, widening his eyes momentarily before offering you a brief bow to acknowledge your presence. Moving aside, he gave you enough space to stand in front of the elevator, quietly awaiting for you to utilize the security system, likely assuming you had not heard his prior predicament. He gestured for you to move forward, acting as if he were being a gentleman in allowing you to go first.

You approached the small facial recognition screen, about to scan your face before turning to him, finding the boy staring at you expectantly, "You need me in order to use the elevator, don't you?", you asked him, amused.

"Huh?", he gaped at you, tsk'ing afterward and making an odd 'Eyyy' sound, "I'm just being a gentleman. Go ahead," he gave you a tight yet amused smile.

You chuckled in return, "Liar," you were surprised at how easy it was to be informal with him, but he was immediately likable, "Ask me to help you and maybe I might," you added, giving him a satisfied smile.

"You know, I'm pretty sure I'm your senior — Whatever happened to respect?", he joked, tsk'ing at you once more. He proceeded to walk towards you, pushing his face onto the scanner and ignoring your presence altogether, "I'll do it, see," he practically challenged, attempting the scanner once more.

Unsurprisingly, he was met with a red X and a beeping sound that indicated yet another failure to be recognized by the system. This caused him to stand there in silence for a few seconds before whining 'Yah!' and cursing out the security system.

Clearing his throat, he straightened up again, facing you once more, "Sorry about that. Your turn," he gestured to you to move forward again, stepping out of your way.

Both amused and surprised, you decided to finally utilize the scanner on yourself, smiling at him with a satisfied look when it immediately allowed you in. Turning to him, you nodded at him to get in before you, only for him to gesture for you to go first. Something about 'ladies first.'

"You owe me one," you said once you were both in the elevator again, standing side by side as you faced the closing door.

"Nuh-uh. This was just a coincidence. You needed to head upstairs anyways," he rebutted petulantly.

"Yeah? So you don't need me to help you get to your floor, then, right?", you questioned mockingly, knowing he would also have to work the scanner in order to get the door to open to Seventeen's designated floor. There were far too many steps to get to the artists' floors, but it made sense to you by now.

Upon the realization, he groaned, letting himself throw his head back against the wall behind him as he earned a giggle from you. He frowned in your direction at your laugh, though he joined you with a chuckle just mere seconds later.

"Okay, fine. I owe you," he gave up, still leaning against the wall behind but turning his head to look at you, "What can Yoon Jeonghan do for you?"

You pretended to mull over it for a few seconds, finger on your chin as you thought it over, "I have no idea. I'll let you know," you finally responded, "Okay, so, what floor?", you asked as your finger moved to the buttons on the elevator door.

"13th," he responded, now casually leaning back against the wall.

"Oh? The second highest floor. You're an important man, aren't you?", you teased, pressing his button before moving onto your group's number 9.

"Nine?," he gaped, "Seems I'm higher on the company hierarchy than you, yet you show me no respect," he joked back.

"Shut up. I'm going out of my way for you. Senior or not, you owe me. Those are the rules of all civilized society," you argued back.

"Okay, how about," he began, pressing his hands together as if making a proposition, "I see you downstairs every morning bright and early with a fresh cup of coffee in exchange for your face — y'know, for the scanner. How's that sound?", he proposed, a pleased smile on his face at your agape mouth.

"Every morning? Do you not have any friends?", you asked as the elevator continued to move up.

"Do you see anyone here? They all get here before me. You seem pretty friendless. C'mon. Free coffee, good company. I'll even play one of your group's songs in my next Welive. See? Can't get any better than that," he continued to sell his idea as the elevator came to a stop, now at his floor but demanding yet another facial scan to even exit the elevator.

"God, the security's too much," he groaned upon noticing the prompt on the small screen inside the elevator, "C'mon!", he turned to you, "Try to tell me that's not unnecessary."

You gave up, nodding as you chuckled, though not making a move to scan your face.

"Say yes. Please," he dragged the e for an annoyingly long amount of time, grinning when you rolled your eyes but laughed, "I'll keep going. Just agree. What better way to spend your time than with Yoon Jeonghan?"

"What makes you think I even knew that name before today?", you challenged.

"You do. Don't lie to me, it won't work," he smirked back before going back to being annoying again, "Come on-"

"Fine! I'll meet you downstairs every morning expecting a fresh matcha in hand — I don't drink coffee. But you still owe me," you agreed, extending your hand to him to solidify the agreement.

"No coffee? Ew. But okay, deal," he returned your handshake, holding onto your hand for an annoying amount of time, pretending as if he were unaware of when to let go and waiting for you to pull his hand off yours with another eye roll. He chuckled any time he managed to get a reaction out of you, leading you to realize he must be an absolute menace to every person he comes across. Sadly, he was charmingly entertaining, leaving you with no complaints.

Finally, you scanned your face on the screen, letting him walk in front of you to head out. Before the elevator doors could close and separate again, he held his arm out to stop them, nodding towards you.

"What's your name? I like you," he said plainly, head tilted in curiosity.

"Y/N," you said, "Please don't introduce yourself again-"

"Yoon Jeonghan," he interrupted anyways, "Remember that. We'll be having fun in the near future," were his last words before removing his hand and allowing the elevator doors to separate you, likely heading over to his groupmates upon leaving your line of sight.

Silver doors closed in front of you, now leaving you to your own company. Dumbfounded yet amused by the interaction, you stood there as you waited for the elevator to arrive to your floor, robotically scanning your face on the door once you made it there and exiting the square-shaped room upon arrival. There, you stood with the remnant of a shocked smile on your face, surprised at how easy it had been to put any concept of age or seniority aside when interacting with Yoon Jeonghan. While you always had the tendency of being overly formal with your seniors, you had spoken to Jeonghan like you would any guy your age, disregarding formalities as soon as he'd spoken to you.

You didn't truly need any convincing to agree to see him again. On the contrary, had he not suggested as such, you would've remained with an itch to find a reason for a re-encounter. Like any other junior idol at a company with big names such as BTS and Seventeen, developing a slight crush on your seniors was the normalcy — your groupmates Minji and Lila had crushes on BTS' V and Seventeen's Vernon, respectively — and it appeared that you were now joining them in the list of girls with unrequited crushes.

Jeonghan was, what, maybe five or so years older than you? The age difference alone was enough for you to chalk this up to a mindless crush. That, and the kindergarten teacher voice he had put on while speaking to you — clearly he made a very obvious distinction about your age difference right off the bat.

As of now, all you could do was hope to see him again (which, thankfully, you would) and retain the fun back and forth he'd welcomed you in on. Friendzone was one thing, but junior-zone? At least you now had a story to let your members in on next dance practice.

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[nakylvr]

Hello there, can i request Eunchae being attracted to fem reader (who's the 6th member of the group) and being confused at first cuz she didnt think she likes girls?

im sorry that this took so long :( but thank you for requesting this! i really enjoyed writing it :]

— LULLABY

hong eunchae (le sserafim) x 6th member!reader

warnings/tags: fluff but kinda angsty, confessions!!!

eunchae was stuck. literally? no. well, maybe. she was at a crossroads with no sense of direction currently, and boy was she panicking about it.

eunchae always knew she had a liking towards you, with you being the same age as her and sharing a lot of the same interests, you two clicked instantly. however, as time passed longer and longer, eunchae found her feelings for you growing outside of the friend type of feelings. she thought she was crazy at first, that there was no way she had romantic feelings for you, no, surely they were platonic! but as time went by, she soon realized that it indeed was romantic feelings she had for you.

she didn't know what to do about it. every time you looked in her direction she would get bright red and avoid eye contact with you, but when you weren't looking at her she would stare longingly from afar like a lovesick puppy. she always thought about you, even when she shouldn't have. with her already messed up sleep schedule, it became even worse when all she would do was think about you as you would sleep soundly in your bed across the room from her.

she was stuck. what was she supposed to do? this wasn't normal. for one, eunchae had never had feelings for a girl before. two, with it being one of her members. she thought she was overthinking it for a while, that no, she didn't have feelings about you and that it was all purely platonic. but, that thought was discarded the longer she hanged around you and was in your presence more.

she spent many nights staring up at the ceiling trying to figure out what to do. it wasn't exactly acceptable in society's current standards as an idol to even consider liking someone of the same sex, especially right after debut as rookies under the label. but, she couldn't just ignore these feelings forever.

so on one random night, she decided to confront you on it.

you were laying on your bed with your phone in your hands as eunchae sat on her bed on her phone as well. you noticed her typing before setting the phone down abruptly out of the corner of your eye, but didn't speak of it, thinking she was going to sleep. then, she gets up off her bed and walks over to you, standing in front of your bed as you now look away from your phone and up at her.

"can-can we talk? for a minute?" she asks in a hesitant, quiet voice.

you nod your head immediately, putting your phone down and moving over a bit for her to sit down next to you. "yeah, of course. what's up?"

she sits down next to you and looks down at her hands, clearly nervous about something which you notice.

"is everything okay?" you say with concern. "you seem nervous."

"well, uhm," she starts, not knowing how to say it. "how um, how do you feel about people who like their same gender?"

you look at her with furrowed eyebrows and confusion on your face. "what? i mean, i don't really care. everyone should be happy with themselves and who they wanna be with," you respond. it's silent between you two for a moment, and you reach for her hand and hold it before speaking gently. "chae, if there's something you're trying to tell me, it's okay. you can say it, or don't. it doesn't matter."

eunchae slowly looks at you when you grab her hand, and her breath is shaky when she responds. "i-i like you."

another silence fills the space between you both after she says those words, and she's about to get up and run off when your hands cup her face, leaving her staring at you with thousands of thoughts running through her head.

"i like you too," you smile at her. you press a quick kiss on her lips before continuing your words. "i never would've thought that you would like me so i never said anything, though the others do know about it."

"what?" she now looks at you with wide eyes. "you're serious?"

"yeah," you nod your head.

a smile forms on eunchae's face at your confirmation, and she hugs you tightly with her face in the crook of your neck. "i was so worried," she murmurs into your skin. "i didn't know what to do for months."

"it's okay," you reply, hugging her back. "it's understandable. but don't worry, because at least the others are fine about it."

"i'm glad," she mumbles. "i'm really happy that you're here with us."

"yeah, i am too."

[sxcret-garden]

Aspects of Desire ღ Masterlist [M]

ღ Ateez Jongho x fem!reader ღ feat.: other members in some chapters ღ words: ~29k (current wc) ღ genre: established relationship, college AU, fluff, some humor, slice of life, smut (dom!Jongho, mostly sub!reader, BDSM, red-yellow-green used as safe words, choking, spanking, masturbation, punishment, orgasm denial, reader being tied up, strength kink, body worship, teasing, degradation, begging, hair-pulling, pain kink, reader going into subspace, dacryphilia, thigh riding, fingering, handjobs, oral, unprotected sex,... they have a few starting difficulties because reader has some misconceptions, he's veryvery careful at first - more will be added and I'm pretty sure I forgot smth, so detailed smut descriptions can be found in the respective chapters~) ღ warnings: heavy dom-sub dynamic, reader has a bit of a difficult relationship with her family, which is mentioned in some chapters, (descriptions of him picking reader up & touching her hair)

Desc.: When one day you reveal something to your boyfriend that you've been hiding, but unable to stop thinking about, the two of you decide to take your relationship - and especially your sex life - into a new direction. You begin to establish a dynamic that you both soon want to explore more of, diving into the depths of both your own and your partner's unknown desires.

If you want to be added to my taglist for this fic, please send me an ask about it <3

1st Desire ღ Testing Limits (5.9k) Desc.: You and your boyfriend decide to take a step towards a new chapter in your relationship when a secret desire of yours finally slips through. What you didn’t know until now is that he’s more experienced than you thought he was, and that you’re not the only one who’s been dying to spice up your sex life.

2nd Desire ღ Tie Me Down (5.1k) Desc.: Lost in your excitement over the recent development in your relationship with your boyfriend Jongho, you try to tickle more of his dominant side out of him. When he shuts down that attempt with only the best of intentions, he makes sure you won’t stay flustered by your miscalculation for long.

3rd Desire ღ A Little Jealousy (4.8k) Desc.: When you’re meeting up with your classmate and friend Yeosang in order to finally finish that dreaded uni project that’s been keeping you on edge for the past weeks, you don’t expect him to bring along his flirtatious friend Wooyoung. What you also don’t expect is said friend knowingly attempting to flirt with you in front of your boyfriend, who just can’t help but let the hint of jealousy it makes him feel influence his actions once you’re in the comfort of your own home.

4th Desire ღ Hush, My Dear (5.8k) Desc.: Dinner with your family goes about as you expected - you’re slightly uncomfortable because of their choices in conversation topics and very much bored. Luckily, your boyfriend tagged along and knows just how to make you feel better, and in the process he too seems to be able to finally let go of his worries.

5th Desire ღ Dress (7.2k) Desc.: Your mother is trying to get you to wear a dress she picked out for you for your cousin’s upcoming wedding. At times like these you are especially thankful to have your boyfriend Jongho right by your side to help convince her to let you wear clothes you’re actually comfortable in. However, little do you know that despite having your back, he’s secretly smitten with the image of you in that dress.

6th Desire ღ ...

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Author's note: I think it's been about 3 years since I first had a vague idea about wanting to write a fic like this, which started out as merely a cute slice of life fic (without all the filth y'all are about to witness lol), went through many different changes and was abandoned as many times, until through lots of inspiration and ideas it finally took on the form it has now. And I'm really happy that I was finally able to turn it into an actual fic and not just a few unfinished drafts! I hope you guys have fun with this and enjoy~

(more chapters will be added as they're ready - and i have a lot of ideas...)

[niallerspayno]

Rock Me (frat boy Niall x reader) - Fic Request

Request for @keenpenguintidalwave: Hello, could you do something with an era fratboy Niall where the reader is the 6th member of one direction and they give an escape to each other's room during the night something quite obscene.

Tags: smut!

The hotel room feels like a world of its own, the air heavy with unspoken tension. You’re sitting by the window, staring at the London skyline, your thoughts a chaotic mess. The quiet of the room has been comforting, but also deafening. Then there’s a knock at the door—a soft, deliberate sound that pulls you from your thoughts.

When you open it, no one is there. Confused, you start to close it, but a movement behind you catches your eye. You spin around, and there he is, leaning against the wall with that signature smirk that never fails to make your heart race.

“Didn’t want to wake up the whole floor,” Niall says casually, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. His movements are easy, confident, as if he belongs here. As if he belongs with you.

“You shouldn’t be here,” you murmur, though your voice lacks conviction.

He tilts his head, his grin widening as he approaches. “You don’t mean that,” he says, his voice low and teasing. “You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you? Admit it.”

Before you can respond, he’s in front of you, his hands brushing against your arms. His touch is warm, electric, and you feel your resolve melting under the intensity of his gaze.

“Niall…” you start, but he cuts you off, his fingers tilting your chin up so your eyes meet his.

“Don’t fight it,” he murmurs, his voice a soft command. “We both know how this ends.”

And then his lips are on yours, claiming you in a kiss that leaves you breathless. It’s not gentle—it’s fiery, demanding, and it pulls every ounce of resistance out of you. His hands slide down your waist, pulling you flush against him, and you can feel the strength of his desire in every movement, every touch.

You gasp against his lips, your hands gripping his shoulders as if you might fall without him holding you up. He takes the sound as encouragement, deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours in a way that leaves you dizzy.

When he finally pulls back, you’re left panting, your body trembling under his touch. “I knew you wanted this,” he says, his grin cocky and irresistible.

Your voice is barely above a whisper, but the words spill out before you can stop them. “I do. I want you.”

Niall’s smirk softens into something more intense, more certain. “Good,” he murmurs, his hands sliding up to tangle in your hair. “Because I’ve wanted you for a long time, love. And tonight, you’re mine.”

His lips trail down your neck, his breath hot against your skin, and you shiver under the heat of his touch. Your hands find their way under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin, the taut muscles of his chest. You tug it off quickly, needing to feel more of him. He groans softly at your touch, his confidence spurring you on.

Your hands roam over his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the taut muscles beneath. You can feel his heart racing, matching yours. He’s completely in control, and yet, there's an underlying tenderness to the way he touches you—like he’s not just taking, but giving everything he has.

"You want me as much as I want you," he breathes between kisses, his words a promise—a challenge. "So stop pretending like you're in control, love. You’ll be begging me for more by the time I’m done."

He grabs the hem of your shirt and pulls it off with ease, “I want to see all of you,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

Then, with a swift motion, he lowers you onto the bed, his body following you with a predatory grace. His lips are back on yours immediately, and this time, it’s more than just passion—it’s possessive, hungry. As if he’s marking his territory, staking his claim on you.

Your voice wavers as you surrender to him completely. “I’m yours,” you say, the words feeling like a release, a confession that you’ve been holding back for too long.

His eyes darken at your words, a growl of approval rumbling in his chest as he lowers himself over you, his lips brushing against yours once more. The kiss is slow, unhurried, but it ignites something inside you, something wild and untamed. He responds, matching the pace, his hands now working with expertise, undoing the rest of your clothing with a sense of urgency that sends your pulse racing.

With a burst of confidence, you grab the waistband of his pants and underwear. Pulling them off in one swift motion, allowing his length to spring free and he groans against you.

And suddenly there's nothing separating you.

He pauses, his face inches from yours, his breathing shallow. “Are you sure?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, and there’s no teasing in it—just pure, raw sincerity.

You nod, your heart pounding in your chest as you look at him, knowing exactly what this moment means. “I’m sure,” you say, the words coming out with a confidence you didn’t know you had.

With that, he moves slowly, carefully, filling the space between you with both passion and tenderness. Every inch of him, every moment feels like an eternity as he pulls you closer, making sure that you feel every part of him, every movement. You surrender to him completely, your body responding to his in a way that makes you forget everything except the way you feel with him.

The rhythm of your bodies becomes more frantic, more urgent, as the tension between you builds, until finally, when the moment breaks, it’s overwhelming. You cry out his name, a mix of pleasure and release, and Niall follows, his breath ragged as he collapses next to you, holding you close.

For a long moment, neither of you says anything. You’re both breathing heavily, the silence between you filled with the weight of what just happened. Niall’s hand finds yours, squeezing it gently. “You okay?” he asks softly, his voice still rough with desire.

You nod, turning your head to look at him, and you can’t help but smile—a smile full of contentment, of wonder, of something more. “I’m more than okay,” you whisper, your heart still racing in the afterglow.

Niall grins, his cocky charm back in full force, but there’s something different in the way he looks at you now—something that makes you feel like you’re the only one in his world. “Good,” he says, pulling you closer, his lips brushing against your forehead in a tender kiss. “Because this… this is just the beginning.”

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The first thing you notice when you wake up is warmth—Niall’s arm draped over your waist, his body pressed against yours, and the faint scent of his cologne lingering in the sheets. For a moment, you lie there, staring at the ceiling, replaying the events of last night. Your heart races as you remember his confidence, his hands, his lips, and how easily you’d given in to him.

The second thing you notice is the sound of muffled laughter.

Your eyes snap open fully, panic seizing you as you realise the laughter isn’t coming from your dreams—it’s coming from the door. Before you can even move, the door swings open, and there they are: Louis, Harry, Zayn, and Liam.

“Well, well, well,” Louis says, his voice dripping with amusement. He crosses his arms, a wicked grin plastered on his face. “Looks like someone had a very good night.”

You bolt upright, clutching the blanket to your chest as if it can shield you from their prying eyes. “What are you doing here?” you stammer, your face burning hotter than the sun.

Harry leans casually against the doorframe, his dimples on full display as he smirks. “We were wondering where Niall disappeared to last night,” he says, his voice teasing. “Didn’t expect to find him here, though. Half-naked, might I add.”

You groan, burying your face in your hands. This cannot be happening.

“Finally,” Zayn mutters from the back, his tone low but laced with amusement. “Took you two long enough.”

“Exactly,” Louis chimes in, gesturing dramatically toward you and Niall. “It’s been like watching a slow-burn rom-com where the leads are painfully oblivious.”

Niall, to your utter disbelief, doesn’t seem the least bit bothered. If anything, he looks entirely too pleased with himself. He sits up, running a hand through his messy blond hair, his smirk practically glowing with satisfaction.

“Morning, lads,” he says lazily, stretching as if this is the most normal thing in the world. He glances down at you, his grin widening. “Sleep alright, love?”

Your mouth opens, but no words come out. You’re too mortified to respond, your cheeks burning as you glare at him. “Niall,” you hiss under your breath, hoping he’ll take the hint and show a shred of shame.

But of course, he doesn’t. He just leans back against the headboard, one arm still draped around your waist, looking entirely too pleased. “What?” he says, shooting you a playful wink. “No point hiding it now, is there?”

Liam, ever the peacekeeper, steps forward, holding up his hands in a mock attempt to restore order. “Alright, alright,” he says, though even he’s struggling to keep a straight face. “Let’s not traumatise them too much. They’ve clearly had a… productive night.”

Louis snorts. “Productive? That’s one way to put it.” He steps closer, pointing between you and Niall. “But seriously, we’ve been rooting for this to happen for months. I mean, look at you two. It was inevitable.”

Zayn nods in agreement, his smirk subtle but still noticeable. “Yeah. The only surprising part is how long it took.”

Harry raises an eyebrow, his grin widening. “Though I’ll admit, I didn’t expect Niall to be the bold one. Good on you, mate.”

“Cheers,” Niall says with a grin, completely unfazed by their teasing. He squeezes your waist gently, his thumb brushing your side in a way that sends your heart racing all over again. “Knew I’d win her over eventually.”

You groan again, sinking lower into the sheets, wishing you could disappear. “Can we not do this right now?” you mutter, your voice muffled by the blanket.

But Louis, of course, doesn’t let up. “Oh, we’re definitely doing this right now,” he says, practically bouncing with excitement. “This is big news. I mean, Niall! Out of all of us, I didn’t think you had it in you.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, mate,” Niall says, his tone dripping with sarcasm, though his grin doesn’t falter.

Harry chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, I guess we should leave you two lovebirds alone.” He winks at you. “Don’t let us interrupt… whatever this is.”

With that, they finally shuffle out of the room, laughing and throwing more teasing comments over their shoulders as they go.

When the door closes behind them, you let out a long, exasperated sigh, collapsing back against the pillows. “I’m never leaving this room again,” you mutter, staring at the ceiling.

Niall chuckles, his hand finding yours under the blankets. “Ah, come on, love. They’re just having a bit of fun.” He turns to you, his grin softening into something warmer, more genuine. “Besides, they’re right, you know. About us. It was bound to happen sooner or later.”

You glance at him, your embarrassment fading just a little under the weight of his gaze. “You’re impossible,” you mumble, but there’s no heat in your words.

“And you love it,” he shoots back, his grin returning in full force.

And as much as you hate to admit it, he’s right.

[drvirgus]

hi; i really like your writing and im itching to request where the reader is really close with the members and are secretly dating hanni; so one night when they were having sleepover with reader; the members jokingly try to match making reader with others and it makes hanni jealous and clingy. as the morning came; the members wake up and found the reader and hanni cuddling while sleeping and start integrating them. finally the relationship is out in the open💌

Hope you like it 💕😊 I loved the idea

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The Sleepover

Description: Y/n and Hanni are in a secret Relationship. What exactly happens when Y/n is having a sleepover with all of the Newjeans member. What if Hanni gets Jealous?

Idol! Hanni X Itzys 6th Member! Reader

Fluff!

Warnings: smut if you squint ur eyes

wc: 3,2k

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Thoughtfully, I looked at the shelf, my fingers resting on my chin as I examined the various chip packages. My eyes scanned each flavor - salty, barbecue, chakalaka, oriental, spic-

My thoughts were interrupted as I felt a shopping cart on my side. I immediately held my hip in pain and looked at the culprit with wide and astonished eyes.

Hanni gasped in surprise and got off the shopping cart while Hyein, who was in the cart, stared at me with large eyes. Nervously, the youngest in the shopping cart laughed, "Sorry," she immediately said, folding her hands together.

This made me laugh immediately as I shook my head visibly amused. "I hope you stayed away from the windows? Trust me, netizens would only complain about how dangerous this is," I said somewhat annoyed, rolling my eyes.

Haerin, who seemed to have teleported to my vicinity or stealthily approached me like a cat, started to laugh. Her hand rested on my shoulder as she smiled at me. "That's why you're our sunbae," the younger one said jokingly, causing me to attempt to kick her, but she ran away giggling.

I chuckled amused and turned back to the array of chip packages. "These. You like these," I heard Hanni say next to me. I watched as the equally-tall person reached out her arm to grab a pack.

Grinning, the younger woman looked at me, eliciting a smile from me. I grabbed another bag of chips. "How about this one? You like these," I replied, making Hanni's grin even wider.

She nudged me with her shoulder, prompting a laugh from me. Laughing, we stood in front of the shelf for what felt like an eternity, each holding a bag, playfully nudging each other repeatedly.

At least until we heard a loud crash behind us. Almost immediately, Hanni's hand was on my arm, and the bag was on the floor. I didn't even flinch, but my initial reaction was to shield Hanni with my arm.

"Ouch."

I turned my head to the overturned shopping cart and, of course, to Hyein, who was right next to it on the floor. This loud noise had now brought the others to come over to us.

"What happened?" Danielle asked wide-eyed as she immediately went to Hyein and offered her a hand.

Minji remained silent. In each of her hands, she held a basket, which made me chuckle a bit. Minji didn't look like it, but she enjoyed snacking. Smiling, I looked at Haerin, who just stared down at Hyein.

"Aren't your unnies nice, Hyein? Helping you all up," Danielle sarcastically remarked as she now patted Hyein clean. That made all of us laugh.

"So? What happened?" I asked as I went to the shopping cart and picked it up. Hyein blushed, embarrassed, and immediately scratched the back of her head as she started to laugh.

"I wanted to get out of the cart," the younger one said. She didn't need to say more; everyone knew what had happened. Hanni laughed again as she picked up the bag from the floor.

"Well, the netizens might be right. It's really dangerous," Haerin joked, looking in my direction. Almost immediately, we stuck our tongues out at each other.

"Alright, everyone. We don't have much time. Our manager booked the store for only an hour," Minji said as she briefly placed the two full baskets on the floor. "Get everything we need for tonight, and then we'll leave," added the unofficial leader of NewJeans.

Smiling, I looked at the taller person and nodded immediately. "I still find it unbelievable that you booked the entire store just to go shopping," I said, shaking my head.

Hanni looked at me right away. "Isn't it romantic?" she asked, smiling slightly. "Shopping together," she added with a certain undertone, which immediately relaxed me.

"Yes. Yes, it is," I replied, nodding my head and looking at each one of them. Although my gaze lingered a bit longer on Hanni. That wasn't surprising. After all, she was my girlfriend and the most beautiful being on Earth.

With a smile on my face, I opened the couch, which fortunately could be turned into a large bed, and naturally made it. In the kitchen, Minji, Haerin, and Danielle were there, intending to cook something for us even though we could order. Hyein grabbed all the pillows from the couch and threw them on the floor.

"They're tearing apart the kitchen," Hanni remarked, having changed into casual clothes ahead of all of us. With still slightly wet hair and a towel in hand, as she had been drying her hair while walking, she entered the oversized living room, giving me a broad smile.

"Ba-ro," I said, laughing lightly, but her smile disappeared shortly after. She paused in drying her hair, looking at me with a more serious expression. "Bro?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. Hyein, who noticed the exchange, glanced between me and Hanni. Nervously, I chuckled, "I-I'm sorry," I said with a hint of unease. Hanni sighed when she noticed Hyein looking at both of us. "It's something between me and Minji," the younger one explained with a narrowed gaze.

Hyein nodded understandingly and then gave me a brief backstroke. "Unnie, you can call Minji 'Bro.' I don't think she minds," Hyein said, probably attempting to ease my nervousness. I smiled gratefully and nodded immediately. The similarly-sized person sighed a bit, and shortly after, she smiled again. "Y/n, come on. You should go shower," the younger one said, prompting me to join her.

Hanni looked at Hyein, asking, "You can handle the rest, right?" Hyein nodded, her eyes shifting between Hanni and me as we left the living room. Hanni paused and looked at me over her shoulder. "Bro? Really?" she whispered softly, making a hissing sound. Panic set in, and I grasped her hand, turning her completely toward me, meeting her gaze.

"I almost slipped and said 'baby,'" I replied, causing Hanni to sigh. She hummed, "But you call Hyein 'baby,'" she added, making me smirk. I looked around in all directions to ensure no one saw us, which was not the case.

With a broad grin on my face, I pulled the younger one into the bathroom and closed the door with my foot. Her back pressed against the door as I leaned my hand against it. Hanni just smiled and raised one of her eyebrows. I simply smiled, feeling the blush on my cheeks.

Hanni wrapped her arms around my neck, letting herself fall against the door. Her features relaxed. "Never call me 'bro' again, and everything is fine," the younger one breathed and immediately pulled me into a gentle kiss. The mirrors in the bathroom all fogged up, and the air became warm and stifling. But it didn't matter when Hanni kissed me like this.

I sighed into the kiss, my body visibly relaxing, and my hands on the younger woman's hips. Her fingernails grazed the skin on my neck, and her tongue in my mouth made me see stars. Only then did my hand lift from her hip, lifting her top.

My breath caught as I felt no resistance even through my fingertips. I broke the kiss, my face almost entirely red. "You..." I almost breathlessly said. My hand pressed against her warm skin on her ribs, and I was hesitant to move it.

"Don't wear a bra, yeah," Hanni said, now lightly grinning. My mouth slightly opened as my eyes reluctantly glanced downward. I heard Hanni start laughing but stopped when I felt my facial features relax, and my lips met hers again.

My hand found its way and rested on my girlfriend's exposed chest. My breath quickened, and thanks to the firmness on my palm, I could tell she enjoyed this little play as well. My lips moved to her jaw while her hands also disappeared under my top. It didn't take long, and my top landed on the floor.

"Where are Y/n and Hanni?"

"Unnie is in the shower. Hanni is somewhere."

My eyes widened as I heard the voices of Minji and Hyein. I immediately pulled away from my girlfriend's neck and looked at the slightly younger one, who was trying to control her breath. My hand moved away from Hanni's soft skin, and I swallowed. "You... should put on a bra," I said as I noticed the aroused nipple of the younger one, clearly visible through the thin fabric she was wearing.

The knock on the door widened both mine and Hanni's eyes. With my index finger in front of my lips, I signaled her to be quiet, which she promptly nodded to. She made room for me to open the door just a crack. Minji was already standing in front of the door, and as I stuck my head out, I asked, "Yes?" looking at the younger one questioningly.

Minji smirked a bit, "Will you be done soon? Dinner will take a while, but we all want to take a shower." She gestured with her index finger at her imaginary wristwatch. I smiled, perhaps a bit nervously, "Yes. I'll hurry," I replied immediately and closed the door shortly after.

Hanni, who had her hand over her mouth to suppress her laughter, looked at me. I also started to laugh quietly. "Come on. You should go to the others," I said softly as I placed my lips briefly on hers. Hanni sighed defeated, and shortly after, she left the bathroom.

"Unnie," Hyein complained as I playfully pushed the younger one away, who was trying to kiss me and overwhelm me with her body. Haerin just chuckled as my head landed on her lap. I sat back up and glanced briefly at the TV, where some K-pop music video was playing on YouTube.

"So? It's been a long time since we've seen each other," Haerin said as she sighed a bit. "You never have time off," the younger one complained as she lightly hit my arm. Minji looked at me, a small smirk on her lips. "When is your next comeback?" she asked, visibly interested.

I licked my lips as I held the glass of lemon water in my hand, taking a few sips. I placed the glass back on the table, maintaining eye contact with my girlfriend. With a smirk on my face, I looked at Minji.

"It's going well. It's tough without Lia, but I really like this concept. It's darker, and I can finally show my tomboy side since Ryujin is not into it anymore," I said, laughing lightly, and everyone immediately nodded in agreement. Danielle also smiled, "It suits you more," the younger one replied, earning nods from the others.

"And? How's it going with Yeji-sunbaenim?" Minji asked, her voice deepening as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. My forehead immediately furrowed, but before I could answer, Haerin spoke up, "Wasn't she out with Karina-sunbaenim from Aespa last time?" the cat-like woman asked.

I swallowed. I could already feel those piercing gazes on me.

"What happened to Tzuyu-sunbaenim?" Minji asked again, but Hyein shook her head, "No, no. She was in a dating scandal with Haewon last time," the youngest one said, looking at me curiously. I swallowed visibly nervously.

"Yes," Hanni said now. Her eyes slightly narrowed, but she still had a smile on her lips. Unfortunately, only I seemed to recognize that this smile was fake. I swallowed again, "What about it?" Hanni asked as her eyebrows raised, her eyes fixed on me.

I swallowed once more, "Nothing. We just went out for some food... Yuna was supposed to come, but she got sick," I tried to explain. A smile now appeared on my face as I looked at each one of them, "My type isn't Koreans," I replied, and my gaze lingered on Hanni for a moment.

Minji immediately laughed and slapped Hanni on the back, perhaps a bit too hard, as Hanni winced in pain. "Well, then you have good chances, Hanni."

Angry and visibly tense, Hanni glared at Minji, prompting the slightly older one to defensively raise her hands. Hanni, however, turned almost red with anger, stood up wordlessly, and left the room. My mouth opened, and I swallowed. She couldn't be mad at me, could she?

For a brief, almost confused moment, silence hung in the air. Then Danielle nudged me. "Go to her. I think she needs an 'unnie' right now," Dani said, smiling slightly, while Haerin and Minji exchanged questioning looks. Minji, however, tried to explain to Haerin that Hanni really couldn't control her strength.

Sighing, I stood up from my seat and followed my angry girlfriend. I checked every room, and of course, she was in her own room. I opened the door, stepped in, and closed it once again. Every time, no matter how many times I had been here, this view amazed me.

The size of the room, and the fact that each of them had their own, was astonishing. After all, I still shared my room with Jisu-unnie... I couldn't even sneak Hanni into my room secretly...

"Baby?" I asked as I saw the younger one in front of her balcony, arms crossed in front of her chest, her back turned to me. She didn't respond. Slowly, as if approaching a wild animal, I moved towards her. Gently and slowly, in case Hanni wanted to evade my touch, my arms wrapped around her waist.

"Baby?" I asked again, placing my chin on her shoulder. "Did it hurt a lot?" I asked softly, my voice slightly higher and my lips pouting to appear sweeter. I really didn't want to feel her anger...

"It's not about that, Y/n."

My forehead furrowed slightly. "Then what is it about?" I asked quietly, feeling Hanni turning in my arms. Her forehead still creased, but the redness left her face with every passing second. She took a deep breath as she looked into my eyes. "Why does everyone care about your love life?" she asked, visibly upset.

Then it clicked for me.

"Why do they all think you can date anyone but me?!" she asked a bit louder. "There have been countless pictures of us, but never a dating scandal!"

I couldn't help but laugh a bit. Hanni, however, did not find it amusing and just looked at me more seriously. I smiled, "You're cute when you get jealous," I said, grinning broadly and giving her a peck on the lips. Hanni huffed, "I'm serious, Y/n," she replied.

I nodded my head. "I know. It just makes it even cuter," I answered once again, causing Hanni to roll her eyes. Annoyed, she grabbed my wrist to free herself from my arms. This time, I didn't allow it, and she looked at me again.

Understandable. It was the first time I held you in your position. I didn't give her a chance to escape my touch for the first time. I always gave her one, no matter the situation. Hanni sighed slightly as a small smile appeared on her face, looking to the side.

"I don't want to hide from my members and yours anymore," the younger one said as she looked into my eyes again. Her arms also wrapped around my waist as she relaxed into my embrace. I swallowed as my eyes widened slightly. "Only to our members. At least we won't have to hide from them anymore," the younger one added, observing my reaction.

I hummed as scenarios played out in my head. Hanni's eyes roamed over my entire face as I remained silent for a while. Uncertain if I agreed to the proposition. But... she was right...

I didn't want to hide anymore...

Sneaking in here at night and leaving early in the morning was hell. Plus, I almost had my own spot in the oversized wardrobe in Hanni's room, as Minji or Hyein would often enter my girlfriend's room without asking. Fortunately, we always locked the door.

"I don't want to hide anymore either," I replied, making Hanni grin. Her previously angry aura completely disappeared, and she started jumping up and down with joy. This made me laugh, and shortly after, I felt the younger one's lips on mine. "But," I started, causing Hanni to pause, "do you really think Yuna and Danielle can keep it a secret?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.

Hanni took a deep breath. "Yes. They can handle it," Hanni answered with a light laugh, raising my eyebrows. The younger one's mood was quite contagious, making me also smile broadly. A laugh escaped me as I pulled her closer and gave her another kiss.

"So, let's tell them tomorrow, agreed?"

"Yes."

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"That's gay."

"Unnie is gay."

"Hey, Dani, turn off your flash before taking a photo."

"Hanni looks pretty happy."

"Be quiet before you wake her up."

"But, Haerin, aren't they cute?"

"No."

"Liar."

"Should we wake her up?"

"Hyein, no. Let her sleep."

"What do you think will happen?"

"What do you think, Dani?"

"Are they together?"

"Can't you see that?"

Muttering, I furrowed my brow. "You really can't gossip quietly, huh?" I asked as I slowly opened one of my eyes. Almost immediately, a yawn escaped me, and I tried to stretch, but someone was blocking me. My eyes widened a bit as I saw Hanni. Her head on my chest, her hand on my stomach just under my shirt. Our arms stretched out, and our legs entwined.

"Minji, you were too loud!" Dani complained, still holding her phone aimed at Hanni and me. Outraged, Minji looked straight at the Australian, her mouth open to protest, but she stopped herself when she saw Haerin nodding.

"Whatever. What is this?" Hyein asked, her eyes lighting up, and her smile was wider than usual. "Are you two together?" she asked, her voice a few octaves higher, almost squeaky.

"Yes. Now let me go back to sleep," Hanni mumbled as she buried her face in my neck. Each of us now looked at Hanni with wide eyes, but she didn't care at all. A smirk on her lips as she took a deep breath. I looked at the remaining four and shrugged while letting out a laugh.

"Hanni," I mumbled as I stroked the back of the sleeping woman. A smile on my face. "Wake up," I said, now laughing softly. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the younger one to sigh in annoyance and get up from me. She stretched extensively and immediately looked at her members.

"So? How long has this been going on with you two?" Danielle asked as she sat down after Hanni and I properly sat up. The others followed suit. The Newjeans members now looked at us with curious eyes. But none of them seemed angry. They were more excited.

Hanni and I looked at each other. "About 5 months," Hanni answered, and I nodded immediately. Surprised, the others gasped, "What? Why didn't we ever notice anything?" Minji asked now, so I just shrugged. Hyein, however, looked at Haerin, "Unnie. You were often in Hanni's room. Have you ever seen Unnie there?" the youngest asked and looked at the cat-like woman.

Haerin looked confused, "Me? I'm usually in my room," Haerin replied, making Hyein look even more puzzled. "A week ago, you were there," the youngest mentioned, tilting her head to the side. Hanni immediately opened her mouth as I started laughing.

"That was Y/n."

I now held my hand over my mouth to laugh silently. I knew Hyein had seen me, but she was pretty sleepy... After all, it was only 4 in the morning when I left the house.

"Ha..." Danielle sighed. Shortly after, she smiled broadly, "I'm happy for you," the Australian squealed as she pulled us into a tight hug. A smile spread across my face.

Hanni and I looked at each other, happy with the reaction of their members, we grinned at each other.

Now it was only my members left...

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Douzième Fille

12th girl

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Transferring schools after moving places for the 6th time, a new opportunity is given; a school for both boys and girls. With a new experience to be dealt with, will you survive a blooming rivalry with one of your classmates, a socialising society, and freshman year? Welcome to Voltaire High.

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Joseph Descamps x Reader

Warnings: Teen boys being teen boys (ykwim), swearing, violence

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Chapter one: Mary Jane's

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I polish my newly bought Mary Jane's, the last on my to-do list before heading to my new school. After I put them on, I get up to go in front of the mirror and fix my hair. I sigh deeply.

A new school, I think to myself. Again.

I grab my satchel and coat, put both on, and make my way outside.

I recently moved here, coming from Paris. I felt disappointed when we moved, feeling a part of me still in that city, but I knew I shouldn't feel that way. I should've expected it. It's now the sixth time we've moved places.

I live in a flat now with my parents and my cat, George, named after the member of The Beatles. My parents are both always at work, leaving me, most of the time, home alone.

I trip on a crack on the sidewalk, making me fall forward and almost hit a girl. She looks my age, has braided blonde hair and fluffy bangs. She just came out of the butcher's with a man. The man is very handsome, tall, neat, wearing a nicely tailored suit. He has a serious expression on his face.

He only glances at me before turning and ushering the blonde girl to follow him. She looks at me for a while more before turning and following the man.

I compose myself, feeling flustered, and I quickly brush it off. I continue to walk. In front of me, I noticed the two people I saw only a few seconds ago. The man walks off, and the girl stands still in her place. I purse my lips, wondering if I should come up to her. I did.

"Is that your father? He seems strict, but I'm only basing off my experience." I say as I stand next to her. She looks at me, a bit surprised. I wouldn't blame her.

"No. He's my brother. He's strict, yes. And it's very annoying." She furrows her brows a bit and groans. I chuckle.

"I'm Y/N. Where are you headed?" I put my hand out for her to shake.

"I'm Michèle. I'm headed to school, actually." She shakes my hand and smiles.

"Oh? Which school? I might be going to the same one."

"Voltaire. I hope you are. Otherwise, I'd be walking in, not knowing anyone but my brother." She cringes at the thought. I chuckle again. She's funny.

"Good thing I'm going there, too. Let's get going, yes? We don't want to draw any more attention." I tilt my head to the direction of the school. She nods.

I lead the way, her following only a few steps behind. The gates are wide open, and my stomach drops. First day of school jitters. The worst feeling ever. And there's boys everywhere. My stomach drops further.

I slow down my pace to be walking next to Michèle. My anxiety radiates off of me, and with my suddenly hightened senses, I feel Michèle's anxiety, too.

We walk past the gates, and all eyes are on us. My spine feels shivers. It's suddenly quiet. I keep my head held high to not give off an awkward stance. Michèle does the opposite.

Every step we take feels slower than usual. I hear whispers around the campus.

'There they are', 'She's pretty', 'Go talk to her!', 'They do have tits', 'Nice ass', 'They're not supposed to be here'.

My ear twitches, but I don't show a reaction on my face. I notice three boys on the bench, but one catches my eye.

He has sandy hair, wire framed glasses, and is sitting with both arms on the back of the backrest. Before I looked away, I saw a faint smirk on his lips.

We head to the board for our assigned rooms. Me and Michèle sigh in relief as we see our names listed to the same teacher.

I feel movement behind me, but before I could turn, a girl pops up next to us. She had short bobbed hair with a blue clip, bright eyes, and a wide smile.

"There aren't even twenty of us." She states. I smile softly. I hear Michèle sigh in joy.

"We thought we were the only girls." She points to the both of us, and I nod along.

"I waited for both of you to come in." A small laugh comes out from all of us. "I'm Simone."

"Michèle." She responds. They wait for me to respond.

"Y/N." I say, and Simone's face lights up. We pause for a while until Simone cuts the silence off.

"It feels like everyone's staring." She says worriedly but still with a smile on her face.

"They are." Me and Michèle say. The girls continue to talk as I look behind me again and see the sandy haired boy talking, or what looks like teasing, another boy. I think to myself, a bully. I grimace. I look away before he notices me staring.

"Are you wearing heels?" All of us look down to stare in awe at Michèle's foot wear.

"I didn't take you as a bold girl, Michèle." I joke, scoffing in amusement.

"My mom didn't say anything. Hopefully, the teachers don't say anything, too." We all laugh, nodding.

"Oh, Y/N. Look at yours. They look new." I look down at my Mary Jane's, smiling to myself.

"Yeah, they are. My parents got them as a moving gift." Simone nods, but Michèle looks confused.

"Moving gift?" She asks.

"They're gifts I receive when we move places. It's sort of a token of appreciation for being understanding from my parents." They both nod.

"Have you talked to the other girls?" Simone asks, glancing at them. As we all glanced behind, I noticed the boy that was being teased walk to our direction.

"Three were in my electives class, but we're not friends." I transfer my eyes to the group of girls. We look back at each other. Michèle looks to Simone. "Did you go to a Catholic school?"

"No, I was from Algiers. I got here a month ago. I don't know anyone." Simone smiles innocently. Their gazes shift to me. "What about you, Y/N? Are you old or new?"

"I'm new. I moved from Paris." I smile a bit sadly.

"Wow, Paris? I've always wanted to see the tower. Is it bigger than they say?" They start to ask me questions, and I answer happily. I cut them off once the boy I noticed walks closer.

"There's a boy coming. Stand still." They quickly shut up and look back at the board. I hold in a laugh.

"Oh no." The boy says, disappointed.

"Something wrong?" Michèle asks, curious by the boys' exclamation.

"My homeroom teacher is Bluebeard." He responds, now looking at us.

Me, Michèle, and Simone look at each other, confused.

Just then, a new girl walks in. She's wearing a blue dress and headband, her blonde hair swaying in the wind. She sticks out like a diamond in the rough. Boys exclaim, making the same comments they did when me and Michèle walked in, but more vulgar. Distaste has masked my face.

"Do you know her?" God bless Michèle's innocent soul. The boy shakes his head.

The bell rings, and I hear a series of groans. I sigh. The day has officially started.

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I make the lecture fade out of my ears, staring at the stage with no thought in my head. I feel a stare on my left

I turn my head and am met with eyes staring dead straight into mine. The glasses cover the way he'slooking at me, so i can't read how he's feeling, but his eyes are dark and hooded.

I look away slowly, a bit creeped out.

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I stare out the window, watching the trees sway in the breeze and the birds chirp, flapping their wings.

I snap back to reality when Ms. Giraud changes the seating arrangement of the boy we talked to earlier.

The boy with the sandy hair whispers something to him and makes him trip. The class laughs. I stare quietly and think, what an asshole.

"And you, girl with the Mary Jane's. What's your name?" Ms. Giraud says, but it feels like she's screaming. I stand up.

"Y/N Pardine." I respond. I feel the class's eyes on me. A certain pair of glasses covered ones make me shiver.

"Ms. Pardine, what's outside the window that's caught your attention?" I stare at her, a bit annoyed.

"Nothing, Ms. Giraud. I'm sorry I got distracted." There's a voice in my head saying fuck you.

She nods. Thank god. "Sit down. See class? That's how you should respond to your teacher." The lecture fades again as I stare off into space at my desk.

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I learned a few names after class. First, the blue dress girls' name is Annick, then the boy who always gets teased is Pichon, and last and very much the least, Joseph Descamps, the boy with the sandy hair.

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As we walk to our next class, someone bumps into my shoulder harshly. I look in front of me and see Descamps running with his friends. A teacher shouts something like 'no running in the halls'. I glare at his back, and he turns around, and he's smiling. Maybe it was because he was laughing, or maybe he was smiling at me. I stick to the first one and glare harder.

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We sit with the same arrangement as the last class. I tap my Mary Jane's on the hardwood floor and admire the way it shines with the sunlight hitting it.

"Excuse me, sir." I hear someone say. I turn my head and see both Descamps and Annick raising their hand.

"Yes?" The teacher asked. Descamps glances at me, and I furrow my brows. He smirks and looks away.

"I think she raised her hand." He states. I breathe out through my nose, a silent laugh. He's smiling again. Is he always this happy?

The teacher gives Annick a side look. Confusion covers my face. Does he think the girls aren't supposed to be here, too?

He lets her talk, and she does. She explains the meaning of the words written on the board. I look at her, impressed. She's pretty and smart. Good for her.

I see Michèle look to her left. I look, too. The boys pass notes and whisper incoherently. I keep a close eye on them. They pass the note to one boy, Laubrac, who looks like he doesn't know what to do with it.

"Give me that." The teacher states. "Give it to me."

Laubrac gets up, moving to the front of the classroom. The teacher opens up the note, then looks back at Laubrac.

"You think this is funny?" The teacher holds up the note.

"It wasn't me." Laubrac says in defence, but with a calm tone.

"Who is responsible for this masterpiece?" The teacher waves the paper in the air.

I turn my head back to the boys in the back. Descamps is chewing on the tip of his pen, acting like he doesn't know anything. His blinks under his glasses, and I squint. His hazel eyes connect with mine, and I look away swiftly.

"Your name?" The teacher asks as he folds the note.

"It wasn't me." Laubrac states again.

"'It wasn't me'. All culprits have the same name. They must be related. Okay, Mr. It wasn't me-"

"Laubrac. My name is Laubrac."

The teacher pauses. "Alright, Laubrac. Are you the boy from foster care? A nobody's son trying to graduate? How amusing." Gasps are heard.

"Didn't anyone teach you discipline in the care system?" He didn't wait for Laubrac to respond. "I won't let a bastard like you disrupt my class. Get out."

"But he didn't do anything." Michèle gets up from her seat to exclaim. I stare at her in shock.

"Nobody taught you how to raise your hand in your all girls' school, Ms. Magnan? Or maybe you think you have a free pass because your uncle is the dean." This teacher is getting on my nerves. I glance at him with squinted eyes.

"Escort your new friend to your uncle's office. He'll give you detention, too." He points to the door. Michèle and Laubrac start walking. I stare at her worriedly. I lean over the desk to talk to Simone.

"Is she gonna be okay?" I ask her. She turns to look at me with creased eyebrows.

"I think so. Her uncle's the dean, after all." I nod and sit back down.

I glance behind me and catch framed hazel eyes staring. He looks away quickly. I stare back to the front.

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Me and Michèle are walking outside when we hear a man call out her name. Before we could turn, he grabs her arm and leads her to the side of the building. I stood in my place, waiting for her instead of going with when I noticed it was just her brother. I walk to lean against the building, gathering my surroundings. I hear pebbles being stepped on and think nothing of it, assuming it was Simone. It wasn't.

"Good morning." I turn my head, smiling, then drop it when I'm met with a chest. I tilt my head upward, and the sunlight hits my eyes. There's a smile on his face still.

"Why are you alone? Where's your friend?" Descamps interrogates. I stare blankly.

"It doesn't matter to you." I turn my head again. I feel him adjust, putting an arm against the wall of the building.

"I know it shouldn't. But seeing a pretty girl like you all alone worries me. I can't let the other boys get to you before I could." He lowers his voice, dropping his head to reach my height.

I look back up at him. I raise my eyebrows. "How many girls have you used that on?"

He laughs. He's laughing. Why is he laughing?

"You're witty. I like that." I roll my eyes at his words. I notice Michèle in the middle of the grounds with Simone, and I sigh in relief. I walk away from Descamps and sprint to them, trying to keep myself composed.

As I get to them, Simone is running towards the bathroom. I catch my breath and shout.

"Simone, that's not-" Simone squeals as she runs back to us. She's laughing. I smile widely, amused.

"It was the boys' bathroom. I just saw-" We start walking but stop as a boy calls out 'What was that!?'.

"Sorry!" Simone repeats, and we all laugh.

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We all sit and talk in the lunch hall. I look out the window, barely touching my food.

Loud clattering catches my attention. I turn my head and see Pichon's hands in Annick's food. I grimace. There are boys laughing in the background. Pichon says a quick sorry to Annick and walks away, clearly embarrassed. Someone asks Annick if she wants a new plate.

"That idiot should give her his." Michèle says, partially mad. I glance to the boy, and it's Descamps. Of course it is. A series of ooh's are heard in the room. Descamps glances at me, then puts his eyes on Michèle again.

"Does the dean's niece have a problem?" He puts his arm on the backrest of his seat, and the other arm leaning on the table. "What did you tell your uncle? 'Laubrac is innocent. Descamps is the bad one'. The dean's niece and the bastard. A new love story." The hall laughs. I glare at him.

"Why don't you tell us what you wrote on that note?" Michèle bites back.

"It was a drawing. I'll show you." Descamps says calmly. He grabs a bottle and starts drawing on his scrambled eggs. I furrow my brows, already knowing what was gonna happen.

"It's a portrait." He holds up his plate, and his eggs now display a woman's bare chest. I scrunch my nose in digust. The hall laughs yet again. Words come piling out my mouth before I know it.

"It's too bad you'll only ever see them in pictures, not in real life. Women would never fawn over that small dick of yours." I say, and the hall erupts with impressed sounds. He raises his eyebrows. Simone holds up a sausage.

"Does this remind you of anything?" She grabs the other end of the sausage and breaks it in half. I laugh. The hall ooh's again. They start banging on the tables, and it catches a teachers attention.

Descamps glances back at us and glares at Michèle. His eyes travel to mine, and a spark of mischief flashes in his framed eyes. My brows crease.

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The bell rings, and students walk into their classrooms. Me, Michèle, and Simone are walking to our class.

I stare out the windows, seeing the busy streets of the afternoon. The girls are talking about a man named 'Alain Delon' when Michèle opens the door and a tub of water drops on her. I gasp.

The boys are laughing. I look at Michèle in worry. I tried to look for something to cover her up, but our teacher came first. She looks at Michèle, then looks at the room full of boys. She gets rid of her coat and tells someone to keep an eye on the class.

I walk inside, standing in shock near my table at the back at what happened. When I came back to my senses, Descamps was drawing boobs on the board, saying some things I couldn't hear with my unfocused mind.

Before I could walk over to him and give him a beating, Michèle's brother, Jean Pierre, walks into the classroom and starts punching the boys.

The others try to stop him, but he keeps punching. I stare at the scene, unable to do anything.

Descamps's eyes move from the fight to me, and I see emotions flashing in them. Worry, stress, fear, and regret. His eyes continue to stay on me when he gets punched. I cover my mouth in shock. I run near.

I pick up his glasses, and there's a crack on one of the frames. My heart drops when I hear whimpering.

I turn around and see Descamps on the floor, hand cupping his eye. I hadn't noticed the dean until he was kneeling next to him.

"My eye! I can't see." Tears well up. I feel thundering emotions.

My ears ring, and I blur everything out. I can still hear him whimpering. My eyes travel around his shaking body, my heart is beating out of my chest, and I feel like falling.

"Pardine. Take him to the office and call an ambulance." The dean tells me, and I snap back into reality. I quickly go to Descamps and grab his shoulders, ushering him to stand. There's blood seeping out of his fingers. I try not to sob.

He probably thought I was the nurse because he leans into me and relaxes a bit. I sigh shakily. I rub his back with my palm and guide him to the office.

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The ambulance was called, and he was taken to the hospital. I sit on the stairs, watching the ambulance drive away. I sigh deeply and place my head on my hands. I breathe in and out slowly, trying to calm myself.

Why did I help? He's bullied my classmates, especially Pichon and Michèle. I furrow my eyebrows. Fuck.

××《☆》××

I knock on the door, and I'm granted to come in. I quickly grab my things, ignoring the teachers questions. Michèle and Simone lean over to me. Simone talks first.

"Are you okay?" She asks worriedly. I shake my head no.

"I don't feel well. I think I'm gonna take the rest of the day off." Simone nods, understanding. Michèle looks confused but brushes it off.

"Okay. Get home safe. We'll see you tomorrow?" Michèle asks. I nod.

"Sure. See you tomorrow." I leave the room and head to the dean's office, asking for an excuse slip.

××《☆》××

As I lie on my bed petting George, I recall the events. Meeting the girls, talking to Descamps, Descamps embarrassing Michèle, witnessing Descamps go blind, calling the hospital for him. I sigh again. That boy will be the death of me.

I glance at my Mary Jane's. There's a scratch on it. Only when I got home I realised that Descamps stepped on it when he pushed past me. Fuck him and his face.

I hate him, I say in my head. I hate him and will continue to hate him. Two eyes or not.

××《☆》××

End of- Chapter one: Mary Jane's

Next- Chapter two: My eye only

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End of Chapter one, i really hope you guys liked it. It's my first time writing in a long while. When I watched Mixte, i was obsessed with joseph and was disappointed with the lost opportunity of an enemies to lovers. So i made one with a reader insert because i also couldn't find a lot of reader insert for joseph in it. Joseph and reader will get together very soon. Please dm this acc for recommendations. Thank you for reading!!!

[goldennikko]

INJURY AND CUDDLES — le sserafim

summary : you lost your footing, the one you've been warning the girls about, and hid your injury. however, it wasn't long before the girls found you in a state that gave them heart attacks.

pairing : le sserafim x 6th member!reader

tags : f!reader ; idol!au ; reader is '01 liner ; injured!reader ; platonic!eunchae ; crying ; light argument ; physical injury

requested: ✔

word count : 6.3k

"bam, bam, bam."

"like this?"

"no, no. like this."

the members watched you teach the specific part of the dance that eunchae couldn't seem to grasp. the maknae had been struggling for a while, and when you noticed her stumbling and pausing in the mirror, you decided to give her a bit of time, but eventually stepped in because the poor girl was on the verge of crying.

you could tell because a pout was forming on her lips.

so there you were, demonstrating the dance to eunchae, and she was staring at you intently, her gaze shifting from your figure standing right next to her to the mirror. she tried to imitate it, but she stumbled, causing her to cling to your arm, whining in embarrassment.

"unnie~"

however, as the ever-patient unnie that you are, you smiled reassuringly and affectionately patted her head. eunchae leaned against your shoulders and stomped her foot childishly. the members cooed, yunjin grabbing her phone from the floor to record the cute moment before it ended.

"i know, it's okay. here." you picked up your water bottle and handed it to the maknae, who was quick to down it.

you tapped her chin when she pouted at you, and she immediately paid attention. when you signaled, the choreographer played the song and you danced slowly to it, eyes locked with eunchae.

"you have to watch your footing here." you spoke louder so the girls could hear you over the music, and they were in the back so you could properly teach eunchae, offering support every now and then.

"let me try again." eunchae said, her face and voice determined, causing everyone to scream excitedly.

"hong eunchae!"

"you've got this!"

"eunchae! eunchae!"

"slay, baby gorl!"

"if you nail it, i'll treat you to dinner."

eunchae had never whipped her head so fast. hearing your sacred vow, she gave you a wide-eyed stare. she would never turn down free food. 

furthermore, it was you. 

you were extremely generous.

you smiled at her eyes blazing at the mention of free food and you took the empty bottle from the maknae. the choreographer played the song at normal speed again and you danced calmly while watching eunchae finally nail the dance through the mirror.

the maknae exchanged a shocked look with you, her steps faltering, and you simply smiled proudly. "you did it, eunchae-ah."

more applause erupted in the room and quick footsteps approached you two, grabbing the maknae in a bear hug.

"we're so proud of you." chaewon held eunchae's face in her hands, proudly looking at her, while yunjin excitedly shook the maknae. sakura was beaming, her hands running up and down eunchae's back, and kazuha was complimenting her.

"you did so well." kazuha said, causing yunjin to nod in agreement. "you did it better than me."

eunchae giggled, loving the attention. "ask y/n unnie to teach you!"

that's how eunchae directed the attention to you. you were simply standing by the side, admiring their interactions, when yunjin dashed over, followed by the others.

"teach me as well, y/n/n!"

you watched yunjin cling to you, childishly pouting. you were cringing at your fellow '01 liner, which was visible on your face, but deep down you thought the american was cute.

you couldn't say anything because kazuha was in front of you. "me, too."

you let out a sigh. "come on, guys. you weren't even having any trouble earlier."

sakura then spoke up, approaching with the leader on her tail. "i think i'm having a problem with the ending."

chaewon nodded in acknowledgement. "i find the opening quite hard."

eunchae cackled as she saw the chaos she had caused. you gave the young girl a not-so-scary glare from across the room. well, you couldn't really give her that look if she was acting so cute.

eunchae simply stuck her tongue out, teasing you even more. "my free food, unnie!"

"whatever, manchae."

before you knew it, the day had come to an end and the girls had to return to their dorm. you were staying back for a while, and they wanted to join you, but you shook your head because you knew if they stayed, you wouldn't be able to get anything done.

"but unnie~" eunchae whined. "you promised free food!"

"i did, but i didn't say that it was tonight." you teased, causing the maknae to tug repeatedly on your arm.

"come on now, y/n/n. you can come in early tomorrow, it's late." yunjin pouted at you. 

the american knew you were weak when it comes to their cute faces and actions, making you avert your eyes. however, you regretted it because kazuha was giving you puppy eyes from next to sakura.

you groaned. "i'll be home in an hour or two, guys."

"too long." eunchae grumbled, attention now on the sleeve of your jacket.

chaewon finally stepped in, fortunately for you and unfortunately for the girls. "come on, children. she'll be home before you know it."

even though the short-haired girl wanted to disagree, she couldn't. besides, she trusted you enough to come home right away and she really just couldn't say no to you; she wouldn't admit it, but she knew that.

even the girls knew. but they couldn't tease her because angry chaewon is a force to be reckoned with.

the maknaes and yunjin sighed at the leader's approval. they took their time giving you big hugs and they actually wouldn't have pulled away if sakura hadn't intervened. the eldest drew you in for a hug, gently squeezing you.

"keep in touch, okay? be quick."

you nodded. chaewon gave you one last look, which made you shiver but also smile and wave. the two oldest pushed the other three out of the room, their whines audible even after the door was closed.

"they're so clingy." the choreographer remarked, amused.

you laughed. "very, unnie. now what was my part again?"

with that, you and the choreographer worked on the dance, with her teaching you and you picking it up quickly, which she praised. although, admittedly, it was hard. it was a little complicated and it was different from what the other girls had learned for their solo parts.

the night went on until it was time to go home, but you stayed a little longer. you bowed as the choreographer said goodbye, your fingers busy typing on the phone to send a quick message to chaewon. 

you'd definitely get an earful when you got home, but it'd be toned down a little because you remembered to send her a message.

you didn't the last time... 

well.

it's probably best not to bring it up.

with the little extra time you had—

actually, chaewon did not give you permission. you looked down at your phone, which was currently blowing up with text messages.

perhaps this would be worse than the last time, you cringed at the thought.

you focused on the task at hand while shaking your head. chaewon could wait. hopefully. You watched yourself as you danced to the song with such fluidity and power, cringing whenever there was a slight mistake.

If the girls were there, they'd notice the way you scrunched your nose and cheer you on, knowing how much of a perfectionist you were. however, you were only met with the song playing in the background.

minutes passed, many scrunches of the nose were shown at the same time errors were spotted before the mind could even realize, as if the action was now out of reflex. they were minor errors, but you didn't like them.

so you danced.

polished.

danced.

and polished.

but before you knew it, you were plummeting to the ground. a loud hiss of pain echoed through the room and you quickly covered it with one hand, as if someone else would hear it over the loud music, and tears quickly blurred your vision as you hugged your leg to your chest.

you pushed yourself up, noticing the sweater you'd discarded, the one you'd dropped carelessly on the floor and the one that caused you to slip.

"who the hell drops their stuff like that?" you grumbled, tears sliding down your cheeks.

you reached for your foot, groaning from the pain wracking your entire body, particularly your foot. as you untied your shoelace, you were crying and trying to keep your hiccups to yourself, afraid someone would hear you.

"shit."

as you stared at your foot, the only thing you could mutter was the curse word. 

a sprain, you thought. 

you attempted to move it, which you were quick to regret. you inhaled a large amount of air into your lungs in response to the pain shooting through your leg. 

you cried out, no longer bothered if someone else heard you. "fuck, fuck, fuck."

you closed your eyes for a moment, trying to push the pain away. your mind was racing with panicked thoughts. how am i going to get home? how am i going to dance now? 

you glanced at your phone, which had lit up because chaewon had sent you another message, but your gaze was drawn to the date and time.

the clock had struck twelve o'clock. this means you have a schedule later today, a dance practice tomorrow, and a performance the day after tomorrow. 

this means you would have to suffer for three days at least.

of course you weren't going to tell the girls. you didn't want to add to what they already had on their plate.

however, you were still in a state of panic. you had no idea how to pull that off, pretending not to be in pain while dancing your ass off and acting fine.

when your phone rang, you snapped out of it. chaewon unnie. you reached for it and quickly shut your eyes, not because of chaewon's reprimanding voice, but because of another shot of pain from your foot.

"where are you?! it's midnight!"

you breathed shakily. "i'm on my way home, unnie."

"make it quick, y/n/n. i'm worried here."

"yeah, i know. i'll be quick."

"be careful, okay?"

"mhm."

the call ended there. chaewon pulled the phone away from her ear, her gaze fixed on the screen. she heard faint music playing in the background on the other end of the line, indicating that you were still at the building. 

what worried her was your weak voice and the shaky intake of air, both of which were audible to her ears.

is she okay? god, i hope so. 

chaewon cast a glance at eunchae, who had fallen asleep on the couch while waiting for you. the maknae refused to sleep without you, claiming she would get cuddles because you didn't give her free food tonight. they sat in the living room for thirty minutes before the girl fell asleep.

chaewon paced around the living room, keeping her footsteps light so as to not wake the sleeping maknae on the couch. her gaze would dart back and forth between the clock and the door, hoping you'd already come in, and her frown became deeper as the minutes passed.

patience running thin, chaewon snatched the nearest coat, which happened to be yours, and walked to the door, groaning. she was going to meet you halfway, wherever you were, because her heart couldn't stop pounding. she reached for the doorknob, but it turned on its own, the door swinging open in front of her.

when she saw your half-covered face, she breathed a sigh of relief. you tilted your head, perplexed as to why she seemed ready to leave, but you bit your lower lip as she pulled you inside the dorm and into her arms.

"you got me worried!" chaewon scolded, a harsh slap being delivered to your shoulder.

you forced a chuckle as you adjusted your injured foot, attempting to return her tight hug, while resisting the urge to melt into her and cry. "i'm sorry, unnie. i had to walk home."

chaewon drew back to look you in the eyes, you were thankful it was dark so she wouldn't notice your pale skin, laying a hand on your cheek. "you should've told me."

you leaned down, planting a kiss on her head to reassure her you were safe and sound now. "i'm sorry. i will next time."

chaewon quickly shook her head. "there will be no next time. you're such a hardhead."

"i guess i got it from you." you chuckled, looking around and pausing when you saw eunchae.

chaewon followed your gaze, her own eyes softening. "she waited for you. well, tried to."

guilt gnawed at you. you would have gotten home to eunchae's cheeriness and whinings if you hadn't been such a perfectionist earlier. 

you sighed and walked over to the couch, crouching down with a wince. you brushed her bangs away before tapping her cheek with your finger, to which she awoke and grabbed your wrist.

"i'm home." you whispered softly, tracing her nose.

eunchae giggled sleepily, finding the action ticklish. "welcome home."

you hummed. "come on, let's go to bed."

you went back to your room, eunchae clinging to the back of your shirt, rubbing her eyes. you kissed chaewon's head good night, causing her to smile.

you watched as eunchae climbed into your bed and promptly passed out. you chuckled and followed her lead, laying on your back and wrapping your arm around her. you elevated your injured foot and positioned it farthest away from her.

due to exhaustion combined with the pain from your injury, you passed out as well. the darkness greeted you with open arms, and as you passed out, the last thing your mind registered was eunchae cuddling closer to you.

the next day, you awoke with a throbbing pain in your foot that almost made you cry. you wiped your tears away and gently shook eunchae awake, telling her she needed to get ready for the photoshoot. 

the baby quickly complied and returned to her room after requesting one last hug from you, which you immediately provided.

you had no idea how you managed to get ready that morning. all you knew was that you needed to reduce the swelling in your foot, which was looking awful right now. 

you were on the verge of crying again, but you held it in, not wanting to alarm any of the girls, who would surely notice your puffy red eyes if you cried right now.

you managed last night. you're going to manage until you get better.

throughout the photoshoot, you relied on your members for support, particularly yunjin because she was the tallest and thus easier to lean on. yunjin enjoyed your attention, so she didn't question why you were suddenly clingy.

however, the members would complain if you stayed too long by yunjin's side, causing you to switch and yunjin to pout. 

but you were right next to her right now.

"unnie loves me today." yunjin told the camera that was filming them for behind-the-scenes footage. 

you gave her a puzzled look and clutched her arm tighter, which yunjin thought was reassurance, but you were really just in terrible pain.

"ah, what are you saying?" you asked, gaping. "i always do, jennifer."

yunjin grinned widely at the camera. "did you hear that, fearnots? she's my wife."

you kissed her on the cheek in silent agreement and trudged away, slightly struggling, while yunjin stared after you, her jaw dropping to the floor.

fuck. it hurts, the words that rang in your head so much that they became a mantra. it was difficult to walk normally, pretend you weren't in pain, and act like you were normal. you'd slip up now and then, a curse slipping off your tongue, but you'd cover it up, and your members would just nod, but still assist you cluelessly.

you made it through the day and went straight to your room when you returned to the dorm, claiming you had a few lyrics ideas. you knew the girls wouldn't dare to bother you whenever you announced that because you prefer silence and peace, much to their dismay.

"i wonder what she's writing about." sakura whispered as she plopped down next to chaewon on the couch.

chaewon sighed. "i'm not sure, but she probably won't be out until tomorrow."

"should we check on her?" kazuha queried, glancing at the stairs. eunchae bounced on her seat, ready to run upstairs if the unnie line said.

chaewon quickly shook her head. "you know she hates it when we disturb her lyric writing."

eunchae appeared to be deflated and yunjin emerged from the kitchen, the american patting her child on the head. "you'll see your mom tomorrow, manchae."

"but is it just me or y/n is clingy today?" the american commented with a smug smirk on her face.

chaewon rolled her eyes. "shut up. we get it, you got your moment." the leader grumbled, crossing her arms.

"no fair." eunchae whined.

kazuha shrugged. "at least she slept on my shoulder on our way home."

"well, i fed her earlier." sakura joined in, smiling.

"oh, right! unnie will treat me to dinner!"

"okay! okay, i get it. shut it please."

meanwhile, you elevated your injured foot on a stack of pillows and pressed the ice pack you managed to sneak into your room to your swelling foot, wincing but also relieved at the coldness seeping through your skin.

"well, that looks terrible." you grimaced.

it only got worse. it appears to be worse than last night. terrible, as you just mentioned. you considered telling the girls earlier when sakura's boot hit it, probably the reason why it looks worse, and you almost cried out in pain. however, your pride got in the way and you ended up biting your lower lip in silent agony.

sakura saw you and thought you were overreacting, which you couldn't blame her for because she had no idea you had a terrible injury down there, but the japanese still apologized and hugged you and wouldn't let you go until it was time for you to go for your solo.

"funny how i told eunchae to watch her footing. look where i am now." you sighed in disbelief and closed your eyes, relishing in the cold as it gradually reduced the throbbing pain.

you eventually fell asleep after attempting to come up with a plan for your sore foot for tomorrow's practice. would you be capable of pulling it off? no, absolutely not. you fell back onto the mattress, eyes closed, with that as your last thought.

the next day, you were deliberately avoiding the girls. you awoke with a fever and a pounding headache. your still throbbing foot wasn't doing you any favors with the constant pain it was sending up your leg.

you were deafeningly silent and pissed off during the final rehearsal for tomorrow's performance. you only speak when you are spoken to or when it is absolutely necessary. aside from that, you were quiet.

it didn't take long for the girls to notice your strange and frightening behavior today. chaewon was the first to notice and cast a wary glance at you, wondering why and how you had awoken on the wrong side of the bed today. one by one, the others became aware.

"is unnie okay?" kazuha queried, brows furrowed.

"i'm not sure, zuha. why?" chaewon returned the question, turning to the japanese ballerina, who was watching you down the water bottle. sakura and yunjin were nearby, both aware of your unpleasant mood today.

"unnie didn't look at me." kazuha said, pouting.

when you and kazuha were facing each other during the dance, you'd always meet her eye and wink at her jokingly right before her part. even after singing her part, the ballerina would always end up giggling.

"she just stared at the floor." kazuha turned to chaewon, causing the leader to pat her cheek in reassurance.

"maybe she's not feeling well, zuha." chaewon didn't know what to say and sighed.

"y/n unnie!"

you turned around to see eunchae leap from her starfish position on the floor. from across the room, she smiled at you and pointed to your bag.

"may i have your phone?"

you nodded and smiled softly, attempting not to show your exhaustion. eunchae cheered and ran to your bag, pulling out the item she was looking for, but she paused when she noticed a couple of painkillers in a small pocket. 

the maknae blinked and looked at you, seeing that you were talking to sakura and yunjin.

why is she taking painkillers? eunchae paused to think, but quickly shook the thought away and returned to her original plan of filling your phone with her selfies. if something is bothering unnie, she'll tell us, right? eunchae nodded and pushed her suspicions to the side.

you pushed through the practice, eager to finish it without any mishaps. 

when you put too much pressure on your foot, you would wince. you would occasionally adjust your position so that your weight would shift to your uninjured foot. you used your members as support while taking a break or watching the dance, which was mostly kazuha this time.

"did i do that right?" kazuha whispered to you.

you nodded firmly with a quick smile. "of course, zuha. it's your signature move, you're always the best at it."

kazuha returned the smile, pulling you closer by the hip. you were thankful at the time because you could finally lift your foot to relieve the weight on it. kazuha felt your weight on her but didn't mind and gently squeezed you.

nobody seemed to notice. when you winced, they assumed you saw a mistake, not on them but on your dance, so yunjin and chaewon would approach you after each dance to console you.

"you did well, baby~" yunjin sang, wrapping you up in a back hug. 

the american nuzzled your shoulder and kissed it lightly. you were glad you wore a hoodie because otherwise she'd feel the heat off your skin.

you laughed, though both girls noticed it was a little lighter than usual. "did i?"

"of course, y/n/n. you're perfect." chaewon said, bringing her fingers up to tickle your side.

you buried yourself in yunjin's embrace to avoid the oldest of the three of you, still watching your step.

"unnie, come on! stop it!"

it was painful to dance; you had no idea how you did it, but you did. you completed the practice and the girls were extremely helpful, despite the fact that they had no idea about your injury. 

speaking of injury, you retired to your room immediately, telling them you were tired.

"are you sure you're okay?" sakura as you passed her on your way to the stairs.

you smiled and planted a small kiss on her cheek. "of course, kkura unnie."

sakura sighed as she looked into your tired eyes, noticing your pale face. "good night, y/n/n."

"good night, unnie."

you sat on the bed, wincing as you removed your shoe with care. a quiet curse escaped your lips, and the silent tears you'd been holding back since practice began slipped down your cheeks. 

you bit your skin to stop the sob from escaping and sighed audibly in relief when your injured foot was free of the confines of the shoe.

you avoided looking at it, but you knew it looked worse, if that's possible. you did dance with it all day, and you were relieved to be dismissed early so you could rest for the long day and night ahead. you lifted your leg to place it on the pile of pillows you didn't bother removing.

only when you thought you'd find peace and relief did the pain begin to spread through you. you winced, not bothering to muffle the sob this time. you wanted to call for chaewon or sakura, but it was too late because the darkness had come to get you.

eunchae found herself padding towards your room somewhere deep into the night. the maknae needed cuddles, which you unknowingly failed to give her due to your injury. because her room was close to yours, she arrived in time and turned the knob, which was surprisingly and thankfully unlocked.

"unnie…?"

her eyes widened when she saw your unkempt bed and disheveled hair. you'd forgotten to turn off the lamp, allowing her to see how you shivered as you lay on top of the blanket, seemingly passing out on it earlier.

your face was pinched into an expression she had never seen before on your normally calm and collected face. pure agony. your face was also splattered with tears, but some were still leaking from your eyes.

but the icing on the cake was your horribly injured foot. eunchae let out a terrified gasp and dashed towards chaewon's room, screaming for her unnies.

"chaewon unnie! chaewon unnie!"

chaewon and yunjin were still awake when they heard maknae screaming, a hint of fear in her tone. they emerged from their respective rooms just in time to see eunchae sprinting, tears streaming down her precious cheeks.

"eunchae?!"

"what's the matter?"

eunchae hiccuped. "unnie… y/n/n unnie… she—"

too worried about you, yunjin dashed to your room, passing by sakura and kazuha, who had been awakened by the screaming. kazuha followed yunjin, albeit sleepily, while sakura went to check on chaewon and eunchae.

"what happened, eunchae? chaewon?"

yunjin and kazuha's footsteps were loud as they ran down the hall and into your room. when they arrived, they were taken aback by your condition.

"unnie…?"

the rest of the girls arrived and were shocked to see you like that. their hearts pounded in their ears, their heartbeats racing in fear, fear for you, not for them. it was the first time you looked horrible. for the first time, you appeared to be in excruciating pain.

they were all terrified and frozen. chaewon and yunjin, on the other hand, pushed themselves out of the shock. chaewon looked for your phone to call the manager while yunjin rushed to your bed and gently took you into her arms. kazuha was right behind her, taking your leg to support your injured foot.

"unnie, hey, wait a little bit more, okay?" yunjin whispered shakily, watching kazuha brush your hair off your face. "chaewon unnie is calling oppa."

sakura cradled the maknae in her arms, allowing the girl to cry into her shoulder while she fought back her own tears. they all waited for the manager for what seemed like an eternity, but then they heard the sound of a vehicle outside. 

yunjin carried your unconscious body downstairs, chaewon and kazuha close behind to support the two of you, while sakura led the sobbing maknae.

"what happened?!" the manager asked.

"we don't know—"

kazuha cut off the panicking yunjin, who had you situated in her lap. "it's her foot. it's injured, sprained." the ballerina said.

the two girls mentioned looked at you, and the others perked up at your weak voice. the manager began driving while still listening to you.

"hey, babe, y/n/n. you okay?" yunjin asked softly, her eyes blurred by tears. 

she didn't like how pale your face was and how weak your voice sounded, barely above a whisper. you were always calm while also cheerful. you were always able to match their energies, especially eunchae's.

but you looked exhausted now.

weak.

"mhm."

kazuha sniffled. "we're almost there, unnie, you'll be fine."

those were the words you used to say to kazuha whenever she was in doubt. she had hoped to say the same words to you, but not in this manner.

you muttered a small 'okay' before closing your eyes and weakly clutching yunjin's hoodie. eunchae was still in sakura's arms, but she was no longer crying, despite the occasional sniffle. chaewon was sitting in the row next to you, yunjin, and kazuha. she kept her gaze fixed on you, frowning alongside you as a small groan escaped your throat.

you kept slipping in and out of sleep, your body screaming at you to sleep every time you tried to open your eyes to catch a glimpse of yunjin and kazuha's faces because they were right above you.

when you finally arrived at the hospital, you couldn't hear the commotion, but you felt yunjin running with you in her arms. you managed to open your eyes again, and the first and last thing you saw was yunjin's worried face before your mind forced you back to sleep.

you took your time resting, but when you opened your eyes, you were greeted by a bright light and a white ceiling. you groaned, your voice scratchy, and tried to get up when you felt something on your leg, it was elevated, and you looked around to see a hospital room setting.

you looked up as the door opened and a nurse entered, gently smiling at you. "you're awake, ms. l/n."

"what happened?" you inquired, and she handed you a water bottle, which you promptly drank.

"you were asleep for the entire day, ms. l/n. it's actually about to end." the nurse said, glancing at the wall clock and seeing the hand approaching twelve.

then you realized what she meant.

"the performance..." you mumbled. "i missed the performance."

"i'm sorry." she apologized with a sad smile. she knew you loved performing and was a perfectionist, too.

you couldn't say anything else to her because the door swung open, and a small smile appeared on your lips when you saw who was in charge.

"manchae."

"unnie!"

as she wrapped her arms around your shoulder, the maknae almost jumped on the bed with you. you grumbled at the force, but you squeezed her anyway.

you raised your head to see the nurse leave before catching chaewon's gaze. you reassured her with a small smile, causing her tense shoulders to sag and run to you.

"you're okay."

you made a humming sound. "well, unnie, i did sleep for the entire day." you joked.

"y/n/n?"

when yunjin entered the room, chaewon and eunchae quickly moved away, not wanting to be involved in her bone crushing hug, but eunchae stayed right next to you, playing with the hospital gown draped on you.

you coughed lightly as you tried to return yunjin's very tight hug.

"you scared us."

you sighed, your conscience gnawing at you. "i know, jen. i'm so sorry."

everyone, including sakura and kazuha, who had just entered, heard your apology. they joined you, kazuha replacing yunjin lightly and sakura caressing the back of your head.

"what happened?" sakura asked quietly.

when you shot chaewon a brief glance, everything fell into place. her eyes hardened as she glared at you and you avoided it, the leader scaring you once again.

"i got hurt when i stayed back to practice. i slipped on my sweater and then i hid it from you."

"why?" eunchae murmured.

you turned to look at her and your eyes softened as you met her wide glossy eyes. "come here, sweetheart."

you gently guided eunchae into your lap, wanting to comfort your unofficial child. "i didn't want to burden you." you admitted softly.

"you're an idiot." 

yunjin immediately locked eyes with chaewon at that and they were stuck in a staredown. 

"unnie." the american warned, her protective nature over you surfacing.

"yunjin-ah." you butted in before they could start arguing, causing the american to back down. "let unnie speak."

"i called you, y/n/n. you should've told me. us." chaewon began, her eyes welling up with tears. 

"do you realize how scary it was to see you there like that? your condition scared all of us."

"did you know it was eunchae who saw you like that?" your gaze flitted to eunchae, who simply sniffled in response. you squeezed her before turning your attention back to chaewon.

"you should've told us. fuck the performances! we just want you to be okay."

the only thing filling the air of silence between the group after chaewon's rant was the calm beeping of the monitor that kept track of your heartbeat. you watched chaewon pant heavily and gulp, and kazuha came up behind her to pat her lower back.

you could tell her rant had a deeper meaning. i feel like i let you down as your leader. you understood chaewon's mind just as she understood yours. she knew how you've always despised the appearance of a mistake on you, so you've worked hard to be flawless.

you motioned for sakura to take eunchae, and you grabbed chaewon's wrist to pull her into you. as she buried her face in your hospital gown, you hugged her tightly.

"i'm sorry, unnie. i'm sorry for being such an idiot."

chaewon couldn't help but laugh tearfully at your joking tone and emphasis. "mhm."

"how was the performance?" you asked, causing chaewon to pull away and give you a reprimanding look, but you shook your head. "i just want to know how it went, unnie. who covered my parts?"

"me!" eunchae's hand shot up in the air with a teary grin before pointing kazuha. "and zuha unnie."

you were filled with pride as you reached up to pat eunchae's head and smiled at kazuha. "oh, i'm excited to see the performance."

sakura laughed. "i'm sure you'll be proud."

in response, kazuha shook her head. "i'm not sure if i did everything correctly."

chaewon made room as you clicked your tongue and pulled the ballerina closer. you gave her a stern look and kazuha returned it, but with much softer features.

"i'm sure you two did it better than me." you said, your gaze shifting between kazuha and eunchae.

eunchae smiled and nodded, enjoying the pride in your eyes, while kazuha sighed and rested her head on your shoulder.

however, the moment was cut short when you heard another sniffle and looked up with wide eyes, meeting sakura's teary ones. you gave the maknae line a look and they moved away to let sakura hug you tightly.

"that was really scary. don't do it again." sakura said, her voice muffled against your hair, fingers brushing through it as she always did when hugging you. "just... tell us. okay?"

you nodded to her shoulder. "i promise, unnie, i swear it."

you let sakura have you all to herself as your gaze moved to yunjin and eunchae, who were both looking at your sprained foot. you successfully drew their attention with your amused chuckle.

"wanna touch it?"

chaewon quickly shook her head. "no, yunjin, eunchae, please don't."

her pleadings were ignored as the two nodded, albeit hesitantly, and you gestured to your foot. chaewon sighed and watched as eunchae poked your foot, noting your small wince. 

sakura felt the sudden jump of your shoulders as well and she played with the baby hairs on the back of your nape to comfort you because she knew the two crackheads couldn't be stopped.

yunjin poked at it as well and grimaced in disgust, causing you to laugh. you threw your head back, bumping heads with sakura.

"ew. what the hell."

you reassured and joked with the girls all night, well, it was actually past midnight. you were well aware that you had frightened them. you knew it was their first time seeing you in such pain. you were aware of their concerns and fears. 

so you promised not to let it happen again and to let them know if anything was wrong with you.

it didn't take long for the girls to nod off. kazuha had dozed off on the chair, and her head was on the bed next to yours. 

eunchae had already fallen asleep after poking your foot. the maknae climbed up beside you and snuggled into your side. but before she fell asleep, she told you one last thing.

"treat me to dinner once you recover, unnie."

laughter filled the room and you patted down the maknae's hair. "i promised, eunchae-ah. have i broken a promise?"

with that, eunchae fell asleep.

later on, yunjin had taken the other side of the bed, burying her face in your arm and wrapping her arm around your waist, her hand barely touching eunchae's skin.

"you scared me." the american mumbled, taking the opportunity to talk to you as chaewon and sakura left for a bit to talk to the manager.

you hummed. "sorry, jen."

"i love you." she mumbled and she smiled as she heard you whisper the sweet words back to her before falling asleep.

chaewon and sakura returned, cooing over the cuddle pile on the small hospital bed. they approached you and sakura placed a hand on your brow, scrunching her nose at your fever.

"go to sleep." sakura whispered to you, noticing your eyes fluttering slowly. 

you complied and felt a small kiss on your forehead and another pair of lips planting another kiss on your cheek.

chaewon and sakura watched the mess in front of them, the former crossing her arms and sakura smiling gently.

"what a mess." chaewon exclaimed, shaking her head in disbelief.

sakura laughed. "let's share the couch. come on."

while watching the pile on the bed sleep, they both listened to the monitor. chaewon looked at you with such tenderness in her eyes that sakura noticed and nudged the leader.

"huh? what is it?"

shocked, chaewon turned to the older japanese, her cheeks flushing slightly at the teasing look sakura was giving her. chaewon whined softly in complaint and looked away, attempting to hide her blush.

"i see that, chaewon-ah~"

"stop, kkura unnie."

sakura chuckled, but did as told. "she's so stubborn."

chaewon nodded, taking another look at you and noticing your head leaning towards yunjin's direction. you had your arms around the american and maknae, and she was certain your arms would be sore when you awoke.

"very much so. i love her for it."

sakura threw her a sideward glance. "even if she gives you a headache?"

chaewon laughed.

"even if she gives me a migraine."

"we all do."

nikko note: hi? i'm back? exam season is finallyyy done and i'm working on the requests now. this is longer than usual, i feel like my fics keep getting longer. i'm so sorry TT is this okay? huhu. please let me know. but i hope everyone enjoyed it! thank you!

[heavenlycloud]

just a little jealous: chaewon x fem! 6th member! reader

request: hi! Id love to request a scenario with chaewon from lesserafim x reader! Where chaewon became jealous when reader and yunjin is always together. So chaewon gives the reader the cold shoulder and yells at the reader. Reader tries to figure out why she’s being like that and does the most sweetest thing to make it up!

authors note: okay so lowkey my yunjin fic is rlly similar to this and i don't write repeats cuz they turn out shitty...so this is still jealous chaewon but with a bit of a different plot- i explained it badly but it'll make sense as you read, i hope.

warnings: jealousy, light angst

i~ when you and yunjin were friends first

your heart raced a mile a minute as you walked down the hallway alongside a nice female staff member. she was pointing out different rooms that you can use to practice as you passed by. you tried your best to remember what turns you took and rooms you passed so you didn't get lost later. the entire building felt like a maze but eventually the woman stopped at a room and told you nicely, "the other girls are here already. they're excited to meet you." even though her words were positive, a pit still formed in your stomach at the thought of meeting these girls.

your heart raced a mile a minute as you walked down the hallway alongside a nice female staff member. she was pointing out different rooms that you can use to practice as you passed by. you tried your best to remember what turns you took and rooms you passed so you didn't get lost later. the entire building felt like a maze but eventually the woman stopped at a room and told you nicely, "the other girls are here already. they're excited to meet you." even though her words were positive, a pit still formed in your stomach at the thought of meeting these girls.

your heart raced a mile a minute as you walked down the hallway alongside a nice female staff member. she was pointing out different rooms that you can use to practice as you passed by. you tried your best to remember what turns you took and rooms you passed so you didn't get lost later. the entire building felt like a maze but eventually the woman stopped at a room and told you nicely, "the other girls are here already. they're excited to meet you." even though her words were positive, a pit still formed in your stomach at the thought of meeting these girls.

the staff member opened the door and you followed in behind her shyly and immediately bowing and greeting the others. for only a brief second you internally fangirled seeing sakura and chaewon in person. both members having been from iz*one, a group you proudly stanned, made this entire thing slightly more nerve wracking. the other girls smiled at you behind their masks but one in particular caught your eye. her chocolate brown hair was faded, and her jet black roots were slightly noticeable in the two dutch braids she wore them in. for a moment your eyes met but immediately you looked away in embarrassment after being caught staring.

what you didn't notice was chaewon's gaze lingering on you, scanning you up and down repeatedly. she couldn't even see your full face but she knew from what she could that you were stunning. when you finally looked in her direction her heart thrummed against her chest, and her ears flushed pink beneath her mocha brown waves.

the girls went around and introduced themselves, and the same one you stared at earlier said, "hi my name is yunjin." she paused then added on in english, "or jennifer...oh and i'm fluent in english so if you need help with anything, i'm here." a weight lifted off of your chest at the last part, since you were still in the process of learning korean. you told her with a smile, "thank you. and if you don't mind me asking where are you from?" yunjin answered casually, "new york, why?"

a small gasp left your lips followed by a laugh as you asked, "wait- yunnie?" the brunette's eyes narrowed and you and she replied, "have we-" for a quick second you pulled your mask down and yunjin's face lit up, "Y/N?!" she tackled you in a full force hug that nearly knocked the wind from your chest.

your hand pressed against the back of her head, holding her close to you and you nearly cried, "oh my god i missed you so much." sakura asked curiously, "you two know each other?" yunjin pulled away from you and you tried to answer in broken korean, "we are old friends." the brunette added, "we were online friends for two years." the other girls overlapped in chatter about how endearing they found it, chaewon included.

for the remaining 18 months before debut, you and yunjin were inseparable. you did make sure to befriend all the other girls you trained with, but it was clear that yunjin was still your closest friend. it sounded selfish but chaewon held a small amount of resentment over this fact. but it manifested more in a twinge of jealousy when yunjin knew something about you that she didn't. she wished she was the one that met you first, the one that you were closest with instead of yunjin. but she wasn't so the best she could do was try to come remotely close to what yunjin was to you.

ii~ when you went to yunjin's bedroom instead of chaewon's

sleeping alone wasn't a new concept to you, in fact it was how you'd lived for years before moving to korea. however, once becoming a trainee and moving into the dorms, you had a roommate.

at first you thought there would be issues living with someone younger than you by nearly five years younger than you. however, it was like having a sleepover every night. there was a language barrier at first but that's when your phones came in handy the most. she was always keeping you up to date on slang that she used with her friends at school. in turn you always shared your secret stash of snacks and candies at all hours of the night when you two definitely should have been sleeping.

in a matter of weeks after your group's debut, the year and a half full of nights laced with laughter and sugar coated fingers were nothing but a distant memory. there was no longer the sound of crackling knuckles or soft snores on the other side of your room, no stuffed animals being chucked at you when you least expected it. the only thing remaining was the stuffed bunny on her bed she left for you so you wouldn't be alone. but you were and you absolutely hated it.

an exhausted sigh fell past your lips and you took the walk of shame to yunjin's room. you stopped in front of chaewon's on the way, but hesitated on entering. she had told you a week prior that the next time you couldn't sleep, just to come to her. but you told yousrself that she was just completing leader duties, and it wasn't to be taken literally. so you kept walking until you reached yunjin's room slipped into her bed rolled her over to make room for yourself.

she ended up rolling back over you, laying directly on top of you but you were to tired to try to shake her off. so you let her wrap herself around your body like a koala, it was hard to move and honestly breathe. but it was better than sleeping in an empty room again.

chaewon was the one to find you both in the morning when she realized yunjin wasn't awake yet. she opened the door then stopped, a twinge of annoyance and jealousy settling in her stomach as she stared at you holding yunjin's sleeping form in your arms. she could hear eunchae teasing her in the back of her mind saying, "you want that to be you so bad don't you, unnie?" chaewon rolled her eyes in annoyance and ripped the blankets from the both of you, "get up yunjin and y/n. we have to leave in 10 minutes, and you're not going to make is late again." the both of you groaned in unison as you opened your eyes and woke up. maybe it was the light in your half lidded gaze but you could have sworn you saw chaewon looking back at the two of you with a frown before she left.

iii~ when you and yunjin got to share a room during overseas promotions

chaewon waved her hand to get you and your member's attention long enough to pick rooms. in order to keep things fair, and to avoid hurt feelings, you all had a specific system, flipping a coin. honestly it was rather rudimentary but it worked. the idea was eunchae's after everyone realized you were a little too good a rock paper scissors and won every time.

you called heads while kazuha called tails. yunjin flipped the coin and it landed on heads, meaning you were to room with her. in the end, eunchae went with sakura, chaewon got a single, and you were with yunjin. normally the one with the single room was the most satisfied with the decision. with the exception of eunchae sometimes, as she didn't like sleeping alone outside of her dorm. however, chaewon wasn't happy that she was sleeping alone.

for weeks chaewon was looking forward to this trip after having been relatively closer with you than before. the leader was hoping that the universe would be on her side this evening and pair you two up. much to her disappointment she got the complete opposite of what she wanted. in most cases someone would just ask if they could switch, but seeing as she was the person who initiated the rule of coin flipping...she didn't want to contradict herself.

you noticed the disappointment on her face when she realized she was going to be in a room alone. but you thought it was because she wanted to room with sakura, not you. what you failed to notice was the way she glared at yunjin's arm snaked around your waist and your head on her shoulder.

chaewon wanted so desperately to be the one that you shared a bed with, the one that you held while sleeping, and the one she woke up to in the morning.

but no, it was yunjin.

it was always yunjin.

iv~ when you and yunjin's 'ship' is more popular among fans

the idea of shipping made your stomach churn in the worst way possible. so many celebrity 'ships' within groups ended in sabotaged friendships because fans took things a step too far. losing a precious relationship with any of your members as a result of hardcore shippers ran rampant in your mind. but at the moment that didn't need to be a thought in your head they seemed to remind you everyday.

if anything your members enjoyed that fans loved your relationships with one another. you and yunjin were currently the most popular pairing between the six of you which was to be expected honestly. the two of you had been friends since you were around 16 years old, and here nearly 6 years later you were still going strong.

most of the reason fans loved seeing you and yunjin together was because you knew one another beyond comprehension. fearnots were always saying you two were soulmates, two friends destined to meet. no matter what the situation was you and yunjin just seemed to have a mutual understanding of the other's thoughts and feelings without actually speaking.

you, yunjin, chaewon, and kazuha were sitting around a table while eunchae was asleep in another room with sakura. the four of you read the comments from the current live stream and talked back and forth. chaewon sat on your left while yunjin sat on your right with kazuha on your far left.

the younger japanese member laughed at a comment then said, "le sserafim love triangle + kazuha." yunjin snorted then threw her arm around your shoulder easily, "everyone knows y/n is my boo. y/n-jin forever." she whispered the last part then burst into laughter, the sleep deprivation evident from her case of giggles. you shook your head in amusement but looked up when you noticed chaewon snatching your hand into hers. just as she second guessed lacing her fingers into yours, and started pulling away, she felt your thumb graze over the top of her palm.

v~ when you finally talk to chaewon about it

tonight was yet another sleepless night. rather than retreating to yunjin's room you decided on the roof. it was far too cold for you to be outside in just flannel pajamas and crocs yet here you were. the thin hoodie you wore barely kept you warm, yet you'd rather be out here than inside. listening to the sounds of the city below, you stared up at the sky and imagined the stars. a starry night sky was the one thing you missed about living back home as the light pollution in seoul made it nearly impossible to see any stars.

the sound of the roof door opening caught your attention but you didn't react since you knew who it was already. chaewon stood over you and asked, "why are you still awake?" all you could give as a reply was a shrug while you sat up, "couldn't sleep." instead of leaving you to come back inside, chaewon sat on the roof beside you and looked up at the sky. she asked you with a raised brow, "so you decided sitting alone, outside in the freezing cold was a better idea?"

you scooted closer to her and said, "i'm not alone." when her face dropped and she looked around in a slight panic, a weak chuckle left your lips. you pulled the stuffed bunny from the spot where it was tucked between your legs and showed her, "i have River with me." chaewon let out a small, "ah" when she noticed the cream colored bunny in your hands.

an awkward silence fell over the two of you and it was times like now that you wished you actually knew chaewon like you knew yunjin. feeling self conscious in your leader's presence, you drew your knees you your chest. with shaky fingers you toyed with the navy blue satin ribbon that was tied around the stuffed bunny's neck. you told the older girl in a mumble, "you don't have to stay." chaewon hummed then answered, "i know, but i want to." once again you were silent, only this time contemplating on your next words.

you turned and looked at her then let out an unamused laugh, in english you said, "i really don't understand you chaewon." not even minding the lack of an honorific, chaewon asked, "what do you mean?"

you looked at the bunny in your hands and responded back in korean, "the way you treat me. i just don't understand it. whenever we're with the other girls it's like you don't really like me. but when we're alone you treat me like i'm precious to you. i don't know if i'm some pawn in your own twisted game of whatever you want to call it. but you need to decide on one side- hate me or don't. stop going back and forth on me."

chaewon was at a loss for words and you looked back up at her to see she was stunned to a silence. when she didn't reply you let out an annoyed huff and rested your head back on your knees, facing away from her. chaewon ran a hand through her jet black bob that was slightly more grown out than before. she pulled your shoulder so you could face her, "you are precious to me. i don't hate you at all, i never have."

you asked bluntly, "then why do you keep switching up on me?" chaewon's gaze flitted to her hands then pajama pants, "i-i...i..." you pleaded with her just above a whisper, "please unnie." she ran another hand through her hair before she confessed, "i don't like seeing you and yunjin like that."

all of your thoughts ran blank and you blurted out, "like what?" chaewon explained the best she could without cringing at herself, "the two of you are always with each other...and i guess i wished that was me in her place." you side eyed the wall beside you as you tried to piece together what she was insinuating. when you finally realized you asked, "so you're jealous of yunjin and my relationship?"

chaewon let her head fall to her knees and she whined, "don't say it like that...now i'm embarrassed." you spared no feelings as you plainly agreed, "yeah it is actually." chaewon looked back at you and you gave her a softer look now, "but you know i can be close to other girls without you having to worry if i still like being around you, right?" chaewon remained silent then finally said, "yeah, i know. i'm sorry for treating you that way. i let my feelings get the better of me and you didn't deserve that." you looked at her and a small smile tugged on the corner of your lips, "thank you unnie."

a chill ran up your spine and chaewon stood up with her hand out for you to hold, "lets go inside before we get sick." you laughed and followed her inside, "can i stay with you tonight?" chaewon responded immediately, "anything for you."

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[inmyblueparadise]

could u do a part two of the story ab the never have i ever and the mile high club thing and the aftermath of the show where the guys are all interrogating y/n and upset. if not that’s ok :) thankss luv

Hi lovie ! I didn't plan on doing a second part, so I hope you like it ! Sorry it's a bit short :) xx

You knew the second you heard that you were playing Never I Have Ever on TV, that you would get in trouble somehow.

And right you were !

It started the second you set foot in the dressing room. You sat on your makeup chair to get a little touch-up before leaving the building, knowing that fans and paparazzi were waiting for you.

So Angel, want to talk about the bombshell you dropped on us on tv ? 

Honesty Louis ? Not really

I thought we were family, why didn't you tell us ? 

And as much as you loved your boys, this comment pissed you off a bit.

Since when am I required to tell you every little detail of my sex life ? Because I don't remember asking you guys how it went every time I heard you fucking on the tour bus ? Or when you left early with your girlfriends ? Or even when you left a party with a random girl ! 

Common' Angel it's not...

It's not what ? The same ? Really Harry ? All of you want to talk about honesty ? I didn't know you were seeing Taylor, H ! I had to hear from it on Twitter ! 

Babe...

No ! I love you guys, really, I couldn't imagine my life without you, you literally are a part of me, but I'm not comfortable talking about this part. You know most of my life, hell, I told Niall about my first time ! But this story, has fun as you think it could be, I was not comfortable with it at the time. It was awkward and lonely and I felt used, so sorry if I didn't want my brothers to look at me with pity ! Exactly like you are doing right now ! 

Oh Y/N ! We would never judge you or make fun of you babe, you just took us by surprise that's all..

But Harry didn't have the chance to finish before the door slammed open. And you knew that you were going to get yelled at from the look your manager was giving you.

WHAT. THE. FUCK. WERE YOU THINKING Y/N ? 

You could only look at him, narrowing your eyes, waiting for him to continue. You felt the boys tense behind you.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE REPERCUSSIONS ARE GOING TO BE ? YOU'VE JUST FUCKED UP EVERYTHING !

But it was too late, you were done being the good girl they wanted you to be, you were 19 for christ's sake !

I fucked up everything ? How about you take a step back and think for a second? You want us to sing about sex, but not talk about it ? Do you really think people hear us sing about sex, late nights, and wanting someone, and they think 'oh yeah those guys are virgins' I mean come on ! Should I do your fucking job and list the songs for you ? Rock Me ? Temporary Fix ? No Control ? Should I go on ? 

It's not the point Y/N..

You felt Liam and Harry back you up, ready to help but you held your hand. You were done being treated this way by men who only see you as a cash cow.

Is it not ? You have no problems with letting the media say Harry is a womanizer, of having the boys take their shirts off or even having me in a bikini, but having me talking about sex is where you draw the line ? Tell me, I think there is a world for this ?

I'll help you out Angel, that's called sexism

Oh thank you Niall, that's it. It's sexist ! You throw me to the wolf, have me in PR's relationship, on a magazine cover barely covered, but me being truthful in an interview is not ok ? I'm not a toy you can play with, I'm a person, I'm a woman and I'm done being treated like a child. 

You could hear a pin drop in the room. It was the first time you had stood up to the management for yourself, sure you had yelled at them a few times about how they treated the boys, but never you. And finally, at 19, you were taking the power. And god it felt good ! That's when you heard it. Someone clapping behind you. All your boys were looking at you, eyes shining with pride.

You had discovered yourself that day. Has the boys said, the baby grew up.

[hazz-a-bear]

F A M I L Y ​​​​​ 2.0  — young dumb broke high school kids.

meet the friend group the actual family.

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BEXLEY GREEN » the soulmate

1994 // BRITISH

⊹ ࣪ ˖ pursues photography and filmmaking...

how they met .ᐟ

When aviana first joined North Hampstead High and started going to her classes, Bexley - who was on the same class - was on a week-long leave. When she returned to school, she found the new girl sitting on her usual seat and immediately, an unspoken rift was created. The two despised each other for months because of the incident. But one day, Bexley was moved out of her usual seat as a punishment and sat next to Aviana. And the rest - is history.

[ aviana + bexley ␥ *whispers* + "she said no cheese, asshole" ]

Bexley is the person Aviana considers to be her lifeline. In contrast to their rather embarrassing past, the two girls share a friendship that runs deeper than pictures together or birthday wishes at twelve. With their quite opposite personalities, Bexley and Aviana almost perfectly complete each other. Though Bexley is the last person Aviana imagines being best friends with, she will forever thank the stars for bringing the girl to her.

Bexley loves reading. Aviana prefers movies over books. Bexley communicates in spam texts. Aviana leaves her on read most of the time. Aviana plays three sports. Bexley is unable to move a muscle without one complaint. Bexley's favourite ice cream flavour is mint chocolate. Aviana loathes it and calls it toothpaste. Despite all their petty differences, Bexley and Aviana balance each other out like the yin and yang. If it had to be personified, it would most probably be the two of them. Though the two of them can't remember each other's birthdates and go months without talking to each other, they'll still be each other's first choice no matter what.

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❝Aviana is singlehandedly the biggest asshole I've ever met. She's fake and she's rude to people without a reason. I'm rude too but, you know? She needs to get that fakeness beaten out of her❞

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❝Bexley called me a failed abortion the other day. I just don't understand how she has the audacity to say stuff like that when she literally looks like a failed Area 51 experiment❞

played by: charlotte lawrence

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KIM YUNGHO » the twin

1994 // JAPANESE-SOUTH KOREAN

⊹ ࣪ ˖ pursues business and management...

how they met .ᐟ

The first sport Aviana joined at North Hampstead High was badminton. On her very first day of practice, she took her new duffel bag and water bottle and left them on the bleachers instead of the locker room - All without noticing the bag in the exact same design sitting on a row of seats behind hers. Once Aviana finished practices, she grabbed her bag for a change of clothes and instead of the familiar tracksuit she expected to find, she discovered a pair of Hello Kitty pyjama pants and a body spray that had expired in 2004. Too struck with the whole situation of mixing up bags with a stranger, Aviana simply decided to inform the coach, take the bag home, give it a good wash and throw away the body spray because what the hell. When an announcement rings through the school the next day about returning missing bags, Aviana gets up from her seat to make eye contact with a taller boy from the other side of the class, also standing with her bag thrown over his shoulder. The class falls into a quiet laugh and he asks her to join her for lunch and oh, this guy is kind of cool.

[ aviana + yungho ␥ black cat + chaotic black cat ]

Aviana and Yungho initially bonded over being in the same sport, going from senior-junior to captain-vice captain of the NHH badminton team in a matter of years. Aside from that - Sanrio, SHINee and a shared love for Disney shows is what brought them close. Though Youngho and Aviana get to know each other rather early, they only become close friends outside the court later in the year. While Bexley is the closest to her heart, Youngho is the one Aviana spends the most time with. Maybe it's because he has attachment issues or their interests align with each other perfectly - but the two consistently keep up with each other more than the rest.

Aviana and Yungho is always supporting each other's obsessions despite how niche or ridiculous they are. Aviana is the one to be blamed for the hoard of cats that reside in the Kim household while it is partly Yungho's fault that she has to hide 114 plushies in her closet. The two are in sync with each other when it comes to hate and pop culture - unstoppable once they've started talking shit about anything and everything. Though the two speak in internet memes half the time, Aviana and Yungho share a special bond that runs deep in their veins.

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❝I can't believe Aviana hasn't bought me a mansion with an infinity pool and a basement with an arcade. Like, what do you think we made you famous for? To sit in my 2003 garage and watch you be successful? By yourself?❞

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❝My spirit animal? If I had to choose, I'd say Yungho. He's my friend and I'm aware that he is indeed very much human. But he isn't far from being an animal so, might as well❞

played by: yang jeongin

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FARRAH ABDHUL  » the mom friend

1994 // BANGLADESHI

⊹ ࣪ ˖ pursues psychology...

how they met .ᐟ

Aviana's first introduction is very expected, very traditional and cliche. When Aviana is first enrolled at North Hampstead High, she is sent home advised about how she'd get a student buddy by her side for the first week - giving her tours, guiding her around the school and helping her settle in. When she comes to school on the first day, Aviana is approached by a girl with a big smile and shy eyes peeking from beneath a stack of fliers. "Are you Aviana?" She's asked, fingers twiddling with her lilac hijab. Once they've got it cleared, the girl introduces herself as Farrah, her student buddy. Though Aviana doesn't expect herself to follow the girl around the school not only for the week but for the rest of her time, she can't exactly say she regrets anything.

[ aviana + fuzzy ␥ mom + daughter ]

Farrah is the calmest and sweetest soul Aviana has met, that is the simplest way to put it. Not only with her quiet and naturally kind personality, Farrah is considered to be the mom friend of the group - always keeping track of them and never letting them out of her child. She has a pure instinct to be responsible for the four others that makes her stress like a woman in her 30s, always fussing over them like a single mom and not letting them slip through the cracks of the family bond she'd created.

Aside from being overly protective and compassionate towards a bunch of losers like that, Farrah is also a child of nature. Farrah simply has a lot of love to give. Growing up in a big family with multiple siblings, she isn't one to shy away from showing her love through hugs, kisses and friendship bracelets.

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❝Aviana and me - we're like the sky and the ocean. We're so different but so...attuned with each other? She's like my baby, my actual daughter. She makes me want to be a mom sometimes. Wait, is that weird?❞

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❝Farrah is the only one who can actually calm me down without doing anything. I can feel the world around me quiet down just by looking at her❞

played by: n/a

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MAXWELL O'CONNELL » the single dad

1994 // BRITISH-SOUTH AFRICAN

⊹ ࣪ ˖ pursues hotel management...

how they met .ᐟ

Being a long-time friend of Yungho, Maxwell was introduced to the girls by the latter. The two had initially been friends because they were office-bearers of their respective sports teams, Yungho with Badminton and Maxwell with Hockey. After being introduced and slowly fitting into their little circle of friends, the rest realise that he's the personality they were desperately lacking between them - someone sane to keep their insanity at bay.

[ aviana + max ␥ sunshine + sunshine protector ]

Maxwell O'Connell is one of aviana's close friends. Introduced by Yungho to the rest, Maxwell is the last one to be a part of their friend group despite knowing them from afar. Max's family owns the popularized restaurant in Hampstead Heath, The Lodge and Meadow. In between toggling high school and being teenagers together, Max invited the others to help him out in the kitchen of the restaurant on a particularly busy Sunday. And eventually, the rest ended up with part-time jobs at the place on weekends. He is also, unsurprisingly, the best at culinary out of them.

Aviana knows Max to be the most sensible and responsible one in the group. He's considered to be the dad friend who keeps track of everyone and glues them together. Though Max is very reserved and quiet at first, he's one of the funniest people Aviana has met. With his million-dollar smile and knowledge of dad jokes, Max is someone who can make you laugh regardless of where you are. Aviana takes impromptu cooking classes from him when she has time - which almost always ends up with aviana rage quitting and Max finishing the food by himself.

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❝Aviana Fernsby, global popstar, yeah, yeah, whatever. To me, she'll forever be the one who put the mayo stains on my mom's kitchen ceiling❞

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❝Max is the most husband-material person I've met. You've got the looks, you've got the cooking skills, the shy adorable vibes - it's basically hitting the male wife jackpot❞

played by: n/a

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[sserajeans]

let's get this straight!

danielle marsh x fem! reader

synopsis: danielle is affectionate. y/n? even more. after months of confusion, danielle finally confronts her.

others + genre: 6th member reader, 05 liner reader, daerin bffs, y/n is literally over-affectionate to danielle ONLY, daniy/n being the same age plays in their dynamics (they banter more freely basically) + fluff!!

notes: requested, I TRIED TO MAKE IT AS LONG AS POSSIBLE BUT IDK WHY THE BRAIN ISN'T SLAYING.... I RLY HOPE U ENJOY.. idk why i never proofread....

danielle has always been known to be affectionate. the human depiction of sunshine in every single way possible. she just loves to love! and that goes especially for her members.

but you were a different case. if one would rate danielle’s affection a 10/10, you broke the scale. and much to your members’ dismay (just hanni and hyein’s), this scale-breaking affection was only directed to little ms sunshine herself.

and it’s not that danielle hated it, she could just never get used to it. someone being more affectionate and loving than her? why were you that doting with her anyways?

it drove her crazy thinking about it. she was always clingy with her members, never missing out a single opportunity to show her love for them, but when it’s you everything became a struggle.

haerin would know all about the toll your affection has taken on dani. she was her go-to whenever her head was full of you, and the younger always had one consistent response.

“she likes you, you like her. do me a favor and date.”

example 1:

whoever had the idea of watching a horror movie (hyein) was dead to you.

no one knew why watching a horror movie half of the group didn’t enjoy was a way to celebrate the release of attention’s music video, but no one could resist hyein. what hyein wants, hyein gets.

because now you were tucking your legs under your oversized hoodie, blanket covering most of your face, and all of it when a jumpscare came on screen.

and of course, because the star align in your favor, one final jumpscare had you jumping 1cm from the couch, and just your luck.

danielle was right beside you.

your arms wrapped around her frame almost immediately, and usually she’d shift a bit due to the sudden movement, but the moment she heard your mild shaking she felt so bad.

your head rested on between her neck and shoulder, eyes shut as you could still hear from the dialogue that the murder scene was definitely still playing.

she hated how you could read her so well, because the moment you realized her face was warming up since you were clinging onto her, a smug look on your face grew rapidly. suddenly the horror movie was forgotten.

“ohh… did i just make the danielle marsh blush?” you whispered carefully in english, making sure none of the other girls heard you.

you swore a smile flashed on her face before she replaced it with a very forced poker face.

“you wanna watch this movie alone?” she looked to her right, realizing hanni and hyein dozed off, haerin was on her phone, and minji left for “toilet issues”.

you playfully rolled your eyes before keeping your mouth shut, pulling yourself closer to danielle as the movie continued playing.

haerin had it all on video.

example 2:

the girls were in the salon getting their hair dyed and cut. it was a mixture of nervousness and excitement that filled the room, but more the former for danielle.

“unnie, there’s seriously nothing to worry about. you look nice with the new cut.” haerin stated as she stood up to replace danielle’s spot on the salon chair.

“it’s good! i’m just a bit worried… our fans always talk about our longer natural hair so i just hope they like this just as much…” the older muttered as she took haerin’s place on the couch behind the 3 salon chairs.

and right on cue, you walked in, hair wrapped in a towel as your hair stylist had just finished the final rinse before unveiling a blue color that complemented hanni’s purple very well.

you looked up from your phone, overhearing the previous conversation, and hanni (who had just finished her dye and cut) swore she saw your eyes double in size the moment they landed on danielle.

“hey… does your butt hurt? ‘cuz like that fall from heaven looked pr-”

“Y/N!”

“YOU LOOK SO GOOD?”

“...thank you.” her cheeks went up a shade of red, something you never fail to witness. she looked away, conveniently engrossed in a tiktok, before muttering once more. “kinda needed that…”

“i literally can’t breathe right now oh my god.” haerin laughed at the scene in front of her, waving her right hand in front of you to act as a fan blowing air. she’s always been the #1 daniy/n supporter.

“ohh y/n-unnie made dani-unnie so red!” hyein covered her mouth in the most dramatic way possible, to which danielle responded with a shove to her side. hyein made sure to never make her daniy/n comments when she was that close to the aussie ever again.

back to present day, danielle was having another freak out session with her free therapist, haerin.

“because WHY did she do that?!” she was rolling side to side on haerin’s bed, voice muffled by the pillow she covered her face with.

haerin chuckled at the sight of her best friend in distress.

for context, you were today’s ending fairy for OMG, and as the camera zoomed out, you dragged danielle (who was right beside you anyways), and gave her a kiss on the cheek, which left her extremely, super, very, red.

“oh! look at this! #TomatoDani trending #1 on twitter!” haerin pulled out her phone to scroll through the tag, and true enough, the timeline was full of your ending fairy clip, and no one failed to coo at dani’s reaction.

“you’re not helping!” danielle attempted to throw the pillow at haerin, only to fail completely, causing haerin to laugh even more.

“seriously just talk to her. if you actually don’t like it then tell her. she knows boundaries.”

“yes i know! i know that…”

“you kinda like it don’t you.”

“...”

“man i love being right.”

“it’s just so… frustrating!” danielle finally sat up to face haerin eye-to-eye. the cat-eyed girl was pre-occupied with her phone, but the older knew she was listening.

“expand?” haerin was really playing the therapist well right now.

“i just don’t understand, okay? i like how she makes me feel special and everything a-”

“okay so you like her.”

“let me finish…”

“right, sorry!

“and at this point yeah, i can say i like her. but i don’t wanna be the one falling for overly-affectionate straight girl.”

“who said unnie was straight?”

“she worships that harry styles poster like it’s jesus.”

“so does hanni-unnie?”

“that’s not my point!” danielle ruffled her hair with both her hands. who would’ve thought this little crush on you was so taxing.

“listen, you lose nothing if you talk about it with her.”

“what if i’ve been reading things wrong and it gets really embarrassing?” and just like that, danielle was back to crashing her face on another pillow.

“first of all, this is y/n-unnie we’re talking about. secondly, i’m like 99.9% sure she’s at least not straight.” haerin sighed, she just wanted her bed back.

“what if i’m that 0.1%-”

“TALK TO HER!”

haerin wasn’t angry, but danielle knew she was making a point when the younger raised her voice a bit. she begrudgingly left haerin’s room while the owner giving her a thumbs up for encouragement.

hesitantly, she knocked on the door of your shared bedroom with hanni.

“dani? come in!” you knew it was her. no one else knocked on doors that were already open halfway.

she walked in and sat on the foot of your bed, back facing you as you sat up from your previous position. “i don’t know how i’m supposed to talk to you like this you know.”

danielle turned halfway, not wanting to face you completely. something about doing so would make her feel 10x more nervous about the whole situation.

“anyways, what do you need me for?”

“y/ni’venoticedyou’reextraaffectionatetomeandireallylikeyousoiwaswonderingifyoudidtooorifthatwasjustyoubeinginasillygoofym-”

“WOAH! slow down please!” you stood up in surprise and moved to sit beside her.

she took a deep breath, gathering the courage to first, face you. “sorry about that…”

“no worries… could you repeat that?”

“okay! right, sure. so uhm, i know you’re quite affectionate with me. IDON’TMINDIT… by the way. in case you were worried about that.”

you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, you were relieved she was fine with it (after months of acting like she wasn’t), but also because now you had no idea as to where the conversation was headed.

“so uhm… yeah! i like you and i was wondering if you felt the same or if you were straight and joking around this whole time because it’s been messing with me, really, and haerin has been bugging me to talk to you about it just to get things cleared up.”

the moment she looked up from her rambling, she was greeted by a warm smile she grew to be comforted by, rather than flustered. you scratched your head briefly and looked away before chuckling a bit.

this tied a dozen knots in danielle’s stomach, because why weren’t you saying anything? but god that smile was so distracting...

“well, to get things straight, i’m not. and i honestly thought i made it clear…”

“what do you mean?”

“i mean that i like you. i’m pretty sure i wouldn’t give a cheek kiss for someone i didn’t think of that way.” you looked up, pretending to be deep in thought. “i wouldn’t give up my umbrella on a heavy downpour either, or cut myself peeling crab.”

“right." never has danielle blushed this hard in her life. the heat made her feel dizzy at this point. "so whatever this is…?”

“it’s a mutual thing if that’s what you needed to know.” you leaned over slowly with a smile evident on your face. you fixed her hair carefully because some of her layers had gone out of place from her little vent session with haerin. and honestly, your gentle touch only drove her crazier.

“right, where do we go from here?”

“dating sounds really nice, no?”

“yeah, it does.” you both smiled, resting your forehead against hers with both of your eyes shut. it was an exhausting day.

you later found out the next morning that hanni (under hyein’s orders) left her phone to voice record for blackmail. why your roommate even listened to the maknae was beyond you.