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Everything was fine.

Until it wasn’t.

Yo Han considered himself very good at analyzing evidence and arriving at possible motivations and solutions. But it was true that his home was not a courtroom. And emotions were not that simple.

Yo Han took refuge in what he did best. He spent hours in his office, reading documents while incessantly scribbling. His hand movements seemed to give voice to his conflicting thoughts. Reluctantly, his mind kept returning to Ga On.

He had already grown accustomed to taking forced breaks because Ga On demanded attention (something he would never admit). Ga On, in his own way, would eventually become absorbed in some particularly interesting case. And he was as addicted to work as Yo Han was. In that sense, he was a hypocrite.

Now, it had been three days since Ga On show up in the afternoon to call him—or simply to sit by his side with the cat, while pretending not to crave attention.

Three days during which Ga On seemed interested in nothing but dodging Yo Han at all costs. Of course, he wouldn’t admit it, while gently and discreetly trying to push Yo Han away.

But after experiencing just how warm, gentle, and enthusiastic Ga On could be, there was no comparison and no doubt. What Yo Han had not yet deciphered was the reason for this abrupt distancing.

They were fine. Great, even.

Yo Han had settled into a new normal, marked by casual conversations, intertwined bodies, radiant faces, and transparent glances laden with something obvious.

Then, after Ga On had withdrawn and seemed to be slipping through his hands, Yo Han, for the first time in a long while, felt powerless.

The mental flow, the scribbled paper, and the rhythmic tapping of fingers all seemed like a prelude to the dragging sound that soon dominated the room, as Elijah pushed her chair with a ferocity that was nothing new to Yo Han. He had been wondering how long it would take for that moment to arrive.

So when Elijah gestured exasperatedly and accusingly, he was neither surprised nor particularly roused.

“What did you do?”

The accusatory tone was stronger than the question itself. Yo Han constantly felt like the defendant before his own niece.

And she was not only a judge but an entire jury.

He figured he had it coming.

Then he lazily lifted his eyes as he waited for Elijah to explain her accusations. He knew exactly what she had come to do. Yet her first tactic was to feign innocence.

At that moment, he hadn’t yet decided whether he was innocent or not. Yo Han opted for a petulant:

“What?” while widening his eyes and pursing his lips.

“What did you do to Ga On?” came the impatient reply. “He doesn’t seem like himself. What did you say to him?”

The girl appeared equally angry, impatient, and worried. Deep down, Yo Han couldn’t help but find it endearing—even though Elijah would probably sentence him to the electric chair for that.

“Elijah,” he decided to begin rationally, directing his gaze at her and at the other signs of agitation. “Contrary to what you seem to think, I am not responsible for Ga On’s feelings.”

And if that could possibly irritate her even more, he continued,

“I did nothing.” Yo Han went on, not so deliberately leaving an i think implied in his statement as he mentally reviewed, once again, his own actions over the past few days. “He must be tired. He has the right to some time alone, you know?”

And that was not the answer Elijah wanted.

“Well, you should be. He only acts like that when you do something foolish.”

Elijah moved even closer to the table. Someone of that age shouldn’t be so intimidating. “But this time it seems worse. Not even my interventions worked.”

And Yo Han couldn’t help but smile.

“Yah!” came the incriminating reply - or scream.

“Elijah, he’ll be fine. Just give him a few days.” Yo Han was also trying to convince himself of that.

Elijah seemed to deflate, as if understanding that nothing could be achieved there. Speaking more to herself than to Yo Han, she murmured,

“Why does he have to be like this? It’s annoying.” And, of course, his absence was glaring.

“I know.” The softness in his eyes indicated that Yo Han understood her. “He just needs time.”

That low-toned response was accompanied by a nod as Yo Han pretended to return to his documents.

He heard the sound of wheels turning, yet the scratch of metal on wood was not enough to silence Elijah’s mutterings as she left the room without the solutions she sought. He swore he heard a “why couldn't he just do that?” and something like “if he leaves again, I swear—”

And once again, Yo Han was reminded of just how much he resembled his niece.

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Yo Han discovered that age had not brought as much patience as he had imagined. He had told Elijah that Ga On needed time. He just didn’t say how much.

On the fifth day, he hadn’t planned on finding out.

The room was shrouded in shadows, but small beams of light still filtered through the curtains when Yo Han abruptly found himself awake in the middle of the night. The moon was still high in the sky.

Still regaining consciousness, Yo Han mentally replayed what might have robbed him of sleep.

It was nothing unusual for him—quite the opposite. With rapid mental flashbacks, he quickly recognized that this time it wasn’t nightmares or old memories that haunted him.

Frowning, he unconsciously extended his arms to the far side of the bed. He turned his neck to confirm that his arm had rested on layers of warm sheets.

The warmth of the fabric was the only indication that Ga On had been there.

In recent days, Ga On had seemed to join Yo Han in bed—only when the other man was already asleep.

Except that Yo Han wasn’t asleep.

The older man waited patiently on the opposite side of Ga On, his back turned. That seemed to be the only way Ga On could come as close as possible to face him. It was ridiculous and made no sense.

Exactly six days ago, Ga On had deliberately pushed him into bed, snuggled into his arms, and laid his face on Yo Han’s chest.

Proximity never seemed enough. Yo Han was warmth, and Ga On lived in the cold.

So yes, Yo Han made a point of replaying every hour of that day, trying to figure out what had triggered this exorbitant distancing.

At what moment did Ga On shift from yearning to suffering with every touch?

Yo Han realized he was extremely tactile with Ga On. He rediscovered a longing for closeness, affection, and warmth that he hadn’t even known he needed. And now, the absence felt like the loss of a limb.

He seized every opportunity to touch the younger man’s back, caress his hips, rub his shoulders, trace his cheeks, mark his neck, and bring color to his lips. And Ga On was increasingly receptive to each of these gestures.

Yo Han watched with immense satisfaction every time Ga On seemed to melt just a little more.

It took a while, but Ga On began to initiate these moments. Yo Han had always been very demanding in his “lessons” to ensure that Ga On absorbed exactly what he wanted.

Unconditionally— with Yo Han.

And the young judge showed considerable enthusiasm during those lessons.

Then, nothing.

As if all the progress they’d made had never even existed to begin with. Whatever was troubling Ga On seemed directly linked to Yo Han. And as much as it fueled self-hatred in him, he believed he should be the only one capable of fixing it.

Ga On always made some excuse to pull away. More documents. More food. More work. More chores. More exhaustion. More disinterest.

His absence in the early morning hadn’t been unusual in recent days, but for some reason on the fifth day, it set off an alarm in Yo Han’s mind.

It was 3:27 when Yo Han wrapped his arms around his robe and decided to go after Ga On—from wherever (room, space, consciousness) he might be sinking.

It wasn’t hard to find him. Part of Yo Han felt relieved, but another part tightened upon seeing Ga On curled up, clutching his own knees at the kitchen table.

Ga On seemed trapped in another moment, his eyes fixed on the floor. A look Yo Han had recognized in himself many times—lost in memories, reliving memories.

He didn’t register his presence.

“Ga On-ah,”

He tried in a whisper—a voice that surprised him with the fear and caution it carried.

Those words were enough for Ga On to lift his eyes toward him. His eyes stared, yet did not truly recognize him. His worry only deepened.

“Ga On-ah,” he tried again, keeping a safe distance—as if Ga On were a fawn he didn’t want to push away or hurt. “What happened?”

Ga On’s response did not come in words but rather in a wet flow that stained his cheeks. Yo Han saw the tears before Ga On felt them and tried to wipe them away with the backs of his hands.

Before he knew it, Yo Han found himself crouched beside Ga On, his eyes piercing into Ga On’s, searching for something there. Anything.

“And don’t tell me it’s nothing,” Yo Han whispered. “I didn’t believe it the first time, and I’m not going to believe it now.”

Ga On’s eyes seemed to swell even further. Yo Han continued,

“I don’t know what the problem is, Ga On.”

His tone was incisive, yet carried a gentleness not usually characteristic of the judge. “I can’t help you like this.”

Something seemed to break in Ga On—who until that moment had remained silent. A flash of recognition softened his eyes before he answered,

“I don’t want you to do anything.”

Those words should have struck Yo Han hard. But he wasn’t sure whether it was the hollow tone or the almost tender look that had formed an armor against them.

Once again, the evidence pointed directly at him.

Yo Han kept his eyes hard and didn’t move until Ga On once more put distance between them and stared out the window.

“If not me,” he broke the silence slowly, “then tell me who can help you. Elijah is worried.” Yo Han knew it was a low blow. Yet he had never been good at following conventional rules. Part of him felt victorious when he saw Ga On tremble and clench his fists.

“And me too,” he decided to add.

With his back turned, Yo Han could only observe the slight tremors in Ga On’s shoulders. He knew him well enough to understand that Ga On was trying not to fall apart—reminding him of every moment he had, indeed, seen Ga On crumble.

Then, when Ga On’s reply came almost hesitantly, everything became incredibly obvious.

“Soo Hyun” the name whispered in a way that disarmed Yo Han and seemed to tread upon his very heart. “I had a dream about Soo Hyun.”

Yoon Soo Hyun.

Of course. He should have known sooner. It now seemed obvious that he already knew the answer. Two years ago, Yo Han had seen Ga On collapse over the death of his best friend, Soo Hyun. Back then, those were days of inconsolable, isolated, and irreparably shattered despair. The same pattern was repeating now. It was crystal clear.

And Ga On was right. Yo Han was incapable of helping him—or of taking any action at all—regarding Soo Hyun’s absence.

Yo Han admitted that he had never had the best relationship with her, if it could even be called a relationship. He was indifferent to her most of the time, except when his motives were directly aimed at putting Ga On in a box and distancing him from Yo Han. And that was something Yo Han couldn’t handle well.

So yes, in those moments he despised her. In a way, they were rivals, inextricably linked by a devastating love for Ga On. And for that, Yo Han couldn’t blame her.

In the end, at least for now, Yo Han got what he wanted.

Who he wanted.

But it didn’t come for free. It came at the cost of a great burden on Ga On.

Sometimes, deep down in his mind during those blinding moments, he wondered if he would still have Ga On if Yoon Soo Hyun were still alive.

In the first year, he found himself constantly defeated by the piercing memory of her. And Yo Han wondered if Ga On still compared them—if he kissed him, still recalling her taste.

He had no right to think that; as quickly as the thought arose, he dismissed it. The truth is that certain “ifs” linger in the subconscious for a long time—even those you despise.

So no—the mention of that name, the cause of all this suffering and the only one capable of solving the problem, should not be a surprise.

If Yo Han wasn’t surprised by the name, he was disturbed by the timing.

Yoon Soo Hyun’s death anniversary had been exactly seven days ago. Seven days was the period Ga On endured before finally breaking down.

And yes, Yo Han remembered the date—it would have been even harder to forget. He recalled the terror in Ga On’s eyes, the desperation in his hands, and the agony coursing through his body as he could only watch Ga On experience something strikingly similar to what he himself had once endured.

Ga On’s world had crumbled.

Yet he carried on.

During the week of the anniversary, they were stuck with a case in court. Ga On was particularly focused on convincing witnesses. So when the day arrived, Yo Han only remembered halfway through the morning, and his eyes automatically fixed on Ga On.

It was Sunday. They were off. The day began with Ga On practically drowning in him and stealing Yo Han’s breath. Ga On was not a morning person—even if he never admitted it. He even pretended well. But the young man didn’t complain when Yo Han woke him with hands on his waist and a damp weight on his neck.

Hours later, Ga On was still in good spirits. He laughed openly while preparing something between breakfast and lunch with Elijah by his side. Then, as the awareness of the day settled on Yo Han, he froze, as if expecting the worst to happen again.

But the day went on. Ga On never left his side; the smile in his eyes never faded. And when the clock hands overlapped, Yo Han felt himself breathe again, with an arm around Ga On, who nestled even closer.

The next morning, Yo Han’s subconscious still seemed on high alert. But nothing happened; Ga On seduced him into a shower. They went to court. Ga On didn’t mention it. Yo Han didn’t mention it. A part of him wanted to believe that Ga On had decided to focus on the world that still remained for him. That was his mistake.

The rapid cascade of thoughts still ran as Ga On decided to break the silence once more.

“I forgot.”

And the silence of the night had never been so loud. Once again, Yo Han reassembled his conclusions.

The moment Yo Han had spent 24 hours waiting finally arrived some 144.58 hours later. And of course that Ga On was inconsolable. He was being consumed by grief and guilt.

His voice broke in the most painful and intense way that night.

“So she had to come remind me,” he managed, swallowing hard as he turned to face Yo Han—indeed, for the first time that day.

Yo Han felt his own heart tighten before he tried,

“Ga On,” he began with more gentleness than he remembered possessing, “we had an open case. You were distracted by work, by—”

“By you,” came Ga On’s cutting tone.

It was the clearest he had sounded in days. “I was distracted by you.”

And for the first time in a long while, Yo Han didn’t know what to say.

It was no wonder Ga On wanted him away. Just the sight of him seemed to cause Ga On agony. His touch felt like it burned. Yo Han had become a walking reminder of what Ga On considered perhaps the second worst mistake he’d ever made. For once, Ga On was right—Yo Han simply couldn’t help him.

Something must have passed over Yo Han’s face, because Ga On felt compelled to continue. A new admission and awareness shaped his expression—a mixture of epiphany, recognition, guilt, and anger.

“You remembered.”

That realization lit up Ga On’s eyes. A new wave of pity washed over him. The pain was palpable. “Even you remembered.”

Even you. That struck a part of Yo Han that he had been trying to bury (or heal) for the past two years. The irrevocable and reproachful tone automatically slipped from his tongue.

“Ga On,” was all Yo Han said.

Because it was unfair. For both of them. But it was enough for the other man to understand.

“I’m sorry. I know. I'm sorry.”

Another stream of tears broke out as Ga On brought both hands to his face, as if he wanted to hide or tear away his own thoughts.

“I didn’t remember the day until we were living it.” Yo Han then approached him differently, taking advantage of Ga On’s attempt to hide to draw closer. He had to try to lower the barriers before they held Ga On back any longer. “You seemed… happy.” There was no other word to describe it. “And I wanted you to stay that way.”

It wasn’t until he spoke the words aloud that Yo Han realized how selfish they sounded.

The words made Ga On slide his hands over his face, turning his gaze back to the kitchen floor. And then, back to Yo Han.

“And I was… happy,” Ga On said almost as a secret, as if struggling with a slight curl of his lips. “Happier than I have been in a long time.”

The admission led only to more admissions. A flood of confessions seemed to pour out from Ga On.

“Yo Han, I’ve never been happier.”

And if that were true, why did he seem so devastated, so sad? The reply came next:

“And I’ve never felt more guilty.”

Yo Han noticed he was holding his breath.

“Because it’s so, so unfair. All of it. That I can be so happy when she isn’t here. That I can be happy when she can’t.”

With each sentence, his breath shortened, the urgency mounted, and the pain overflowed.

“Because I couldn’t love her—not in the way she wanted, when she deserved it. I wonder if I had loved her that way, if… if I had chosen her completely. If I had done what she begged me to do.” a suffocating pause.

Yo Han recalled what Ga On didn’t have the courage to say. He hadn’t forgotten Yoon Soo Hyun running after him, pleading for him to leave Ga On in peace, safe, obedient.

“Perhaps she would still be here. Happy.”

And the worst part of it, perhaps, was that Yo Han understood. Living on the basis of “ifs.”

If only he had noticed the fire sooner.

If only he had gone into the church with Elijah.

If only he had grabbed her hand when it was surrounded by candles and pulled her onto his lap.

Kang Isak would be alive. Elijah would have a father. He would have a brother. And, quite probably, he wouldn’t have Ga On.

The scale always tips to one side. Certain decisions are better left to fate—to let the coin flip.

When Yo Han thought Ga On had finished confessing, all that had been pent up in recent days finally began to release. He didn’t seem hesitant—rather, he felt lighter. Yet he still couldn’t face Yo Han.

“I love you. More than I can handle,” came Ga On’s soft, deliberate voice—a final confession, it seemed. He couldn’t hide the lingering sorrow in his mouth.

And for some reason, Yo Han’s body froze even as his inner self warmed.

And with exasperation and absolute indignation, Ga On continued,

“And it’s so unfair that I feel so guilty about it,” now looking directly at Yo Han, because he had never liked to show any sign of being intimidated. “Because you also deserve to be loved freely—without reservations, without guilt.” And another kind of emotion was undeniable in those laden eyes. A quiet “And I want to do that” was whispered.

Yet Yo Han heard every word.

Yo Han spent a few moments delighting in Ga On’s face, swallowing his own emotions to respond just right.

“As long as it’s yours, Ga On, I’ll want it anyway.”

It wasn’t the response Ga On had expected—that was clear. He opened his mouth once, twice, before choosing which way to go. Ga On felt raw, exposed.

“I distanced myself. Or I distanced you—because I’m constantly reminded of it, time and time again.”

Of love, it wasn’t explicitly said, but it was understood.

“I woke up two days later from the dream about her, and being by your side was unbearable. It was like waves of guilt carrying me away and then bringing me back.”

Ga On didn’t even notice he was holding his breath until he finally let it out.

“Because I’ve never loved anyone like I love you. Not even her.”

Ga On might never know that he had just shattered some “ifs” that would haunt Yo Han’s mind for years. That’s just how he was.

And Yo Han trembled. What else could he do? Waves of relief washed over him as Ga On seemed to confess something deeply painful.

How can something that makes one incandescent cast so many shadows on another?

“Every time you touch me, I feel as if I’m catching fire. It burns everything and leaves no room for anything else.”

The anything else was also understood.

It became clear once again, and Yo Han found his voice.

“You were punishing yourself.” It was sad and soft.

Ga On hesitated for a moment. Sometimes, speaking it aloud makes it all the more obvious—especially when it comes from the love of your life.

“I think so. Yes,” Ga On nodded in acceptance; his actions hadn’t simply vanished as he had imagined. “I didn’t want to feel anything but guilt.”

Guilt and love struggled in turn to take control of him. Yet neither was enough to completely overcome the other. Ga On understood that now.

And it became even clearer that much of that confession wasn’t for Yo Han. He was merely a bystander—perhaps one who shouldn’t even be there. That was Ga On allowing himself to be vulnerable. One more stage in his transformation.

Yo Han had always been adept at using the tools he had to his advantage. Ga On had just shown him another tool—a tool he could very well use if Ga On allowed it.

He didn’t know how to make things better for Ga On.

It pained him that Ga On’s love was so bittersweet and melancholic, while his own was decisive, irrevocable, and absolute. There was no turning back, but there was a way forward—a long road ahead.

If Yo Han had so much power over Ga On, he might very well use it. If Ga On allowed him.

So he took deliberate steps toward Ga On at a painfully slow pace, trying to close the distance between them while the barriers were not yet insurmountable. Ga On’s breathing quickened, and he seemed apprehensive.

Yo Han reached out his hand, giving the other a chance to pull away if desired—if it was still too soon. Ga On didn’t move.

Yo Han took it as an invitation.

His left hand grasped Ga On’s waist—a mere touch—while his right rested on his cheek. Ga On’s eyes filled with water once again. Then he closed his eyes and leaned into Yo Han’s touch. The older man studied every micro-expression playing across Ga On’s gaze.

The tug on his chest made it clear just how much power Ga On held over him. Simple as that.

Yo Han felt his breath mingle with Ga On’s as they brought their foreheads together, resting them there for a while. Ga On’s chest rose and fell—up and down—until a calm rhythm set in, his shoulders slumped, his defenses crumbled. And Yo Han caught a glimpse of the Ga On from seven days ago.

In that small space, Yo Han felt that words still mattered. He exhaled and allowed himself to confess as well.

“Yoon Soo Hyun.”

It was a name that would always leave a lingering taste in his mouth—and he understood why. “I can understand her more than you imagine.”

That seemed to pull Ga On out of his trance, as he opened his eyes again—as if he couldn’t hide his curiosity.

“All of her actions were out of love for you. And for that, I will always respect her.”

A flash of recognition passed through Ga On’s eyes. Yo Han let him absorb those words before adding,

“That’s why I’m asking you to believe me when I say that nothing would be more important to her than your happiness. Even if the object of that happiness isn’t her.”

Unspoken, Ga On clearly heard “me”.

Here, Yo Han was using Soo Hyun as a means to confess—allowing her to carry a few more words for Ga On. It’s true that you will never fully understand another human being unless you love them deeply.

Ga On couldn’t have been more grateful. So even as he burned, he closed the distance between them and allowed himself to be bathed in this confusion of feelings—a confusion of certainties.

As their lips intertwine, Ga On’s mind goes blank. As it always has. As it always will—part of him knows that.

Guilt—or any other lingering feeling—will only come when he opens his eyes. Most of the time, for long stretches, there is only love.

Devotional, undeniable, overwhelming.

Ga On decides to hold onto that for as long as he can. Because Yo Han deserves it—perhaps more than anyone. And so does he.

Yo Han’s eyes continue to trace his face, moving back and forth.

Like waves. And he knows.

In a way, there, they found religion. There is no turning back after this.

#the devil judge #ao3 #fanfic #gahan #kang elijah #kang yo han #kdrama #kim ga on #fanfiction #headcanon #park jinyoung #jisung

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consume-cs · 2 months ago

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free fall (03) ◯○ soft launch with jinyoung

• • 🏷️ flashing lights

soft launch. park jinyoung. got7 content. these photos are not mine.

xoxo girl🤍...

#got7 scenarios #got7 #got7 jinyoung #jinyoung #park jinyoung #jinyoung x reader #got7 imagines #got7 drabbles #got7 reactions #soft launch #couple #jinyoung imagines #jinyoung headcanons

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astroyongie · 3 months ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/astroyongie/774209983124504576/hii-can-you-do-xikers-mtl-to-be-jealous-and

Can you please do Got7 version?

MTL Got7 To Be Jealous

Jinyoung

Bambam

Jackson

Youngjae

Mark

Jaebum

Yugyeom

MTL Got7 To Be Possessive

Youngjae

Jackson

Jinyoung

Bambam

Mark

Jaebum

Yugyeom

#Got7 #Got7 mtl #Got7 astrology #Got7 headcanons #Got7 imagines #Got7 scenarios #Got7 reactions #got7 jinyoung #got7 jackson #got7 bambam #got7 mark #jayb #bambam #jackson wang #choi youngjae #park jinyoung

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year ago

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Masterlist of Lookism ✨Storylines✨

Multi-parts/chapters

Lookism Masterlist | Part 2 ☞ (multi-character headcanons/dynamics)

Lookism Storylines ☞ (fun shit. mix of x reader and with reader) You're here!

Gun + Goo | Part 2 | Jake + Samuel | Vin + Ryuhei | Everyone else ☞ (single character-centric standalones)

... Even More Lookism Masterlist ☞ (different characters in same scenarios series)

How To Fight/Viral Hit Masterlist | Seong Taehoon

Goo Kim x Reader: School Days with Princess & the Delinquent

Goo, the delinquent waiting to join HNH. You, goody two shoes.

+ the most delicious art of the first scene by @garden1a

Gun Park x Reader : this is our place (we make the rules)

Gun has a new neighbour - You.

Unhinged F!Reader

You, the peak of the verse with a list of supposedly strong and powerful men to kill meet.

SOS Men of Lookism: Emergency Bathhouse Meeting

A request to meet at the bathhouse is sent to all Lookism men.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4: Women of Lookism

Adventures of YOUR part time job in the Lookismverse

G/N. Platonic. You work the graveyard shift in a convenience store. Strange characters like to shop there.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

The Crew Heads (Jake, Eli, Johan, Samuel) with Reader

G/N. Standalone. Platonic. Maybe. You decide. Either way, you have these four men wrapped around your thumb.

Young!Samuel Seo with Young!Reader: Convenience Store AU

G/N. A stray wanders into your family's convenience store

Leave him be | Dinner Guest | Doctors and Patients | Baby | Dragons

Meeting Student!Gun Park for the First Time

G/N. Remember when Gun wanted to get his GED? Well.

Part 1 | Part 2

Being Goo Kim's Secret Friend

G/N. Silly tomfoolery.

An Introduction | Gitae Kim (x Reader) |

#lookism #masterlist #gun park x reader #goo kim x reader #samuel seo x reader #lookism x reader #wannaeatramyeon

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just-some-random-blogger · 2 years ago

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kpop masterlist

🍓 = fluff themes

❄️ = angst themes

🚧 = smut themes

🤸‍♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is

🚀 = crack fic themes

🎩 = dark and/or violent themes

🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc

🍳 = slow burn

🦕 = personal favorite

back to main masterlist

A.C.E.

Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

Ateez

Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader

BigBang

It’s An Act [WBU I] | ❄️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

Smoke | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

BTS

Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x

Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader

BTOB

Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]

Day6

A University Dilemma | 🤸‍♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)

What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)

EXO

Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]

Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)

Maybe We Still Have A Shot [WBU III] | 🍓🍓🏩 CatHybid!Oh Sehun x Reader (University AU)

Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader

Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]

Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)

GOT7

One Million In One Day | 🍓🍓❄️❄️🍳 Sugar Daddy!Jackson Wang x Reader Preview ~ Alternate Moodboard ~ Moodboard Teaser 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]

Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)

Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader

Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader

JYJ

Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader

Monsta X

Introspect | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]

Letting Off Steam | 🤸‍♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)

NCT

Seventeen

December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]

The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

Here's My Problem: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head | ❄️❄️❄️🎩🎩🎩🏩🍳🦕 Detective!Jeon Wonwoo x Actress!Reader

10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)

Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)

On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader

SF9

A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom

What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU)

16th Floor | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)

SHINee

Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader

It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader

Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader

Stray Kids

Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader 1 2 3 4

Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader

Super Junior

The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]

Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader

The Boyz

Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader

TVXQ!

Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)

The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)

TXT

Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)

WINNER

I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3

#masterlist #kpop masterlist

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tangerineastronaut · 2 months ago

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Jealousy | GOT7 Fake Texts

Pairing: Reader x ot7 Genre: fake texts/reactions, fluff and smut Requested: Yes ❣️Warnings: Dirty talk/sexting, explicit language, jealousy, slight angst, power dynamics-ish A/N: Ty for a GOT7 request :)

Home | Masterlists | Become a Lovelynaut

GOT7 Lovelynauts: @cozypaint @ktt-nz @lezleeferguson-120 @ib022 @Cristy-101

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cestlaviehqs · 2 years ago

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⸻ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎: ¡ agradecemos tu interés, ruby ! estamos felices de tenerte por aquí y esperamos que disfrutes de la magia parisina tanto como el resto de sus habitantes. tienes 48 horas para enviar la cuenta de cygnus dankworth. si necesitas más tiempo, no dudes en avisarnos.

información ooc.

nombre / seudónimo: ruby.

pronombres: ella / suya.

edad: veintinueve años.

país / zona horaria: GMT-4.

triggers: maltrato animal, pedofilia, romantización de abusos sexuales, etc.

user de discord: removido por la administración.

en caso de unfollow, ¿dejarías que se continúe utilizando tu personaje como no jugable?: ei

espacio adicional: LISTEN TO DUST BY SEVENTEEN VOCAL UNIT.

información ic.

nombre completo: cygnus dankworth.

pronombres: él / suyo.

faceclaim: park jinyoung.

edad, fecha de cumpleaños: 31 años / 8 de mayo del 1992.

clase social: alta.

ocupación: alergólogo / nutricionista clínico.

descripción psicológica:

protector, leal, confiable. a pesar de los traumas de niñez, creció en un ambiente positivo y cálido. consentido por su padre adoptivo, mayordomos y sirvientes. incluso estando en la edad adulta, nada ha cambiado en su hogar, le continúan tratando con todo el cuidado y cariño como cuando pisó la mansión dankworth por primera vez. suele ser un alma apasionada y noble, pero en ocasiones no puede lidiar con la procrastinación y falta de motivación para ciertas actividades.

headcanons sobre el personaje:

( 𝟎 ) aún sueña con platos rotos, maldiciones y conductas violentas. un niño de apenas siete años escondido en el armario, temeroso de que fuese encontrado. aquellos padres ni siquiera debían nombrarse como tal, para empezar, el nacimiento del pequeño con ojos de gacela fue un error, por lo que fácilmente, pasó a ser el blanco perfecto de las frustraciones de un par drogadicta. rezaba con un mundo mejor, salir como los demás niños, estudiar. lástima que al final del día, sólo eran simples deseos. despertando una noche adolorido, con las sienes palpitando y un extraño ruido de fondo para tropezar justamente sobre un charco de sangre. los cuerpos sin vida de sus padres estuvieron alrededor de la pequeña sala en posiciones casi inhumanas.

( 𝟏 ) un ajuste de cuenta del bando enemigo. lo último que supo de trágica noche. desde entonces, el niño no dejaba de gritar de dolor. él también fue golpeado, aunque milagrosamente sobrevivió, por supuesto, nadie tendría tanta suerte en la vida. la golpiza con aquel bate de beisbol ocasionó graves daños, diagnosticándole hipoacusia.

( 𝟑 ) su vida en el orfanato fue una pesadilla. los dos años que estuvo encerrado en estéril lugar, sumaron más angustia y miedo, desarrollando trastorno de estrés postraumático (TEPT). era difícil comunicarse cuando no podía escuchar tampoco hablar. llegando a tal punto de desnutrición que alarmó al departamento social. por su condición y los escasos recursos para tratarlo, no podían tenerlo allí. razón por la cual benjamin dankworth cayó como un ángel del mismísimo cielo, cambiándole la vida por completo.

( 𝟒 ) años de terapias y tratamientos costosos dieron frutos, cygnus, como fue nombrado por el señor dankworth ( dado que le recordaba un cisne ) finalmente sabía comunicarse tanto vocal como en lengua de señas. sin embargo, lo más significativo para él fue cuando pudo escuchar una vez más. su aparato auditivo le ayudaba a llevar una vida normal, claro, los ruidos lejanos no les captaba y le desorientaban, aún así, funcionaba perfectamente para él.

( 𝟓 ) con una personalidad modesta y calmada, crecer entre lujos y viajes no cambió su visión de la vida. dedicó sus primeros y últimos años en inglaterra a los estudios, optando por una doble licenciatura y maestría. influenciado por su padre y los malestares que le asediaron, se centró en las enfermedades alérgicas, además de cómo los alimentos son de enorme ayuda para nuestra mejoría.

EXTRA.

trabaja en la clínica más prestigiosa de la ciudad.

es el único de los hermanos que colabora con las fundaciones del patriarca dankworth.

le teme a las relaciones, ya que normalmente las personas suelen verlo como alguien inalcanzable. o juzgar su actitud.

adora los conejos y tortugas, tiene uno llamado clouds y otro star.

aunque ha vivido toda su vida en inglaterra, ama la gastronomía coreana. es común que los chefs del hogar preparen sus platillos favoritos.

ganó varias competencias de ciclismo durante sus días universitarios.

#clv:formulario.#fc: park jinyoung.#u: ruby.#cs: alta.#tw: mención de asesinato.

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koiiiji · 7 months ago

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unspoken confessions

author's note ; request was quite long so i cut it to certain scenario if you don't mind!! also @aline1701 thank you for endless patience and support!! this is special for you!!

tw ; mentions of alcohol, drunk, little suggestive, kinda friends to lovers, angst

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neon lights flickered outside as laughter and music spilled from the small, dimly lit room where the members of the Gapryong Fist gang had gathered. it was a night of celebration, a rare reprieve from the chaos of their daily lives. Jinyoung Park leaned against the wall, a drink in hand, his heart racing not from the alcohol but from the presence of one person in particular.

you were there, laughing with the others, your smile bright and infectious. Jinyoung watched you from a distance, taking in the way your hair caught the light, the way your eyes sparkled with mischief. the ache in his chest intensified — a love he had buried deep, afraid to ruin the friendship that meant everything to him.

“hey, Jinyoung! come join us!” one of the gang members shouted, pulling him from his thoughts. he forced a smile, raising his drink in acknowledgment but remained rooted in his spot, preferring to observe rather than participate.

suddenly, he felt a strong arm wrapped around his neck, and someone's heavy weight fell on his shoulders. “hey Jinyoung, do you know that sitting here in the corner with a pussy face ruin the whole atmosphere?” Gapryong whine right into his ear.

but following his friend's gaze, his expression and tone immediately changed to a conspiratorial smile and a whisper “ah, i think i know what was on our little Jinyoung’s mind..” the leader said, poking his friend in ribs. “or should i say particular someone?” Gapryong guffawed, following his friend's gaze again.

now they were both watching Tom Lee unsuccessfully trying to make attempts to flirt with miss Kim, but you two were just trying live your happy lives and save your evening by completely ignoring the huge man.

smiling to himself, Jinyoung shrugged off his boss's arm, replying, “don't talk nonsense, we're just friends,” leaving Gapryong there, without a chance to discuss the need to tell a woman about his feelings...

as the night wore on, the energy shifted. drinks flowed freely, and laughter turned into raucous shouts. Jinyoung found himself downing shots alongside you, the alcohol blurring the edges of his inhibitions. the world felt hazy and bright, and he could no longer tell where the laughter ended and the warmth of your presence began.

“Jinyoung, you’re such a lightweight!” you teased, nudging him playfully as he swayed slightly. he laughed, the sound bubbling up from somewhere deep within, and for the first time that night, he felt free.

“maybe i’m just saving my energy for the after-party,” he joked, his words slurring slightly. you leaned closer, your cheeks flushed from the alcohol, and Jinyoung felt the pull between you intensifying.

whole gang continued to party, but as the clock struck midnight, many began to stumble out, unable to keep up with the pace of the night. just as two of you. eventually, you and Jinyoung left the building too, both of you unable to stand straight, you made your way to his home and only God knows how you two did it without hurting yourselves.

“mmhm hey, you okay?” you asked, as you entered his apartments, swaying slightly, your voice a melodic drawl. Jinyoung nodded, though he could barely keep his thoughts straight. “yeah… just… taking it all in.”

you moved closer, the warmth of your body radiating against his. “you’ve been so serious whole evening!!! let looooose a little!” you murmur into his chest, your words were playful, and Jinyoung could feel how your breasts pressed against his chest. he swallowed noisily.

before he could respond, you leaned in, your breath warm against his skin. “what if we just… forget about everything for a night?”

his heart raced as desire surged through him, amplified by the alcohol coursing through his veins. “what do you mean?” he stammered, but before he could think, your lips were on his, soft and tentative. the world around them melted away, and Jinyoung kissed you back, feeling the electric rush of adrenaline and the intoxicating thrill of crossing a line he had never dared to approach.

as the kiss deepened, he felt a surge of emotions — joy, fear, longing, and the weight of what it could mean. but the alcohol dulled his anxiety, and when you pulled back, breathless, he couldn't help but grinned. your clouded gaze intoxicated him the least of all the alcohol he had drunk. his hands found your waist and he leaned closer.

“someone is impatient here, huh?” he managed to say, his mind still spinning. you looked at him, eyes wide, and for a moment, he thought he saw something — something that, maybe, just maybe, mirrored his own feelings. but then you simply chuckled, a teasing glint in your eye. “just living in the moment, Jinyoung.”

the night continued in his bedroom, with laughter and stolen kisses, hot touches, and sounds that friends usually not share. fueled by the warmth of alcohol and the thrill of the moment. but as dawn broke, reality crept back in. you slipped away quietly, leaving Jinyoung alone with the remnants of the night.

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sunlight streamed through the window, harsh and bright. Jinyoung woke up with a pounding headache, his mouth dry and his mind swirling with fragmented memories. he ran a hand through his hair, groaning as he tried to piece together the events of the night before.

his heart raced as flashes of laughter, your teasing smile, and the warmth of your lips on his neck… his hands on your hips…had it all been real? had he truly kissed you, or was it just a drunken fantasy? he felt a knot form in his stomach.

he glanced around the room, half-expecting to see you lounging on the couch or sipping a drink, but instead, it was just him — alone. the silence was deafening, a stark contrast to the raucous energy of the night before. realization hit him like a punch to the gut : you were gone.

“why did you leave?” he muttered to himself, burying his face in his hands. the memory of your laughter echoed in his mind, and he couldn’t shake the feeling of loss. it wasn’t just that you had left : it was the uncertainty of what had happened. did you even remember? would you pretend it hadn’t happened?

Jinyoung stumbled out of bed, his legs unsteady. he made his way to the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face in a futile attempt to clear his head. as he looked in the mirror, he saw a reflection of confusion and longing staring back at him. warmth of your lips still lingered on his, a reminder of the connection you had shared, but now it felt like a cruel taunt.

he reached for his phone, desperate to see if you had messaged him, but there was nothing. no missed calls, no texts. just silence. the emptiness in his chest grew heavier, and he felt lost, adrift in a sea of uncertainty.

what if i messed everything up? he thought, pacing his small apartment. he thought about the friendship you both had built, the countless moments of support and laughter, and now it felt like it was all hanging by a thread. fear of losing you gnawed at him, making it hard to breathe.

he grabbed a jacket and stepped outside, hoping the fresh air would clear his mind.

as he walked through the familiar streets, memories of you flooded his mind — your laughter, the way you could light up a room, the moments when you both shared your dreams and fears. he remembered how he wanted to tell you everything, how he had wanted to confess his feelings but had been too afraid to ruin what you had. now, he wondered if he would ever get the chance again...

#[ ~ koi.talks🗣]#lookism #x reader #lookism webtoon #webtoon lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism x reader #lookism jinyoung #park jinyoung x reader #jinyoung #park jinyoung #gapryong fist #0 generation #webtoon #headcanon

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chugging-antiseptic-dye · 3 months ago

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got7 as my aura loss moments:

Mark: burned a pot while boiling water

Jaebeom: fought with a friend over a chair and won don't ask but the moment i sat down, the whole thing crumbled to pieces it was made of WOOD i-

Jackson: tried to match someone's positive energy and ended up in a shouting match with them

Jinyoung: got caught making a disgusted face at someone

Youngjae: released our pet turtles into a lake and later pretended to be surprised when the local newspaper took a photo of them and claimed that species were coming back to that area

Bambam: got chased by a goose

Yugyeom: while going out, a piece of bark fell from a tree and smacked me straight in the face. I thought a stone hit me 😭

#got7 #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #got7 drabbles #got7 crack #got7 funny #got7 headcanons #im jaebeom #mark tuan #jackson wang #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #bambam #kim yugyeom #writings of tie-dye #qq milk tea 🧋

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by-tea · 4 years ago

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got7′s park jinyoung + patisserie s/o headcanons

note: hbd to my fellow virgo-libra cusp. have some very random headcanons to celebrate

You both moved into an apartment together, because it was easier to actually see each other this way, rather than having so many near misses because of your crazy schedules

Both loves and hates your ridiculously early mornings, we’re talking anywhere between 2am-5am here

When both your morning schedules do match though, you both take delight in the fact that you’ll be able to see each other off or spend the day together

Those are the mornings where you spend pressed up against each other in the kitchen and groggily stealing sips of each other’s coffee even though you’re both drinking the exact same thing

When Jinyoung is coming back from a shoot, he’s pressing a very sleepy kiss to your temple just as you’re putting on your shoes to leave

You’ll swing by set sometimes once you’re off work to say hi and give him food because you never really believe him when he says he’s eaten

A lot of the times when you do, you’ve got a couple massive pastry boxes for the other cast members and staff on set. They deserve to eat as well

He’ll definitely drop by your work to say hi and grab a pastry and coffee before he heads off, but this happens only when he gets up during your business hours and you know actually has time

Enjoys listening to you brainstorm ideas for a new pastry or bread you want to introduce to the menu, or even watching or doing work while you’re recipe testing in the kitchen.

And although Jinyoung can manage himself in the kitchen he’s 100% not allowed in there while you’re developing/testing something. So he’s usually in the living room or maybe by the counter if he’s feeling really clingy that day, doing his own thing

Really enjoys watching you work too. He can’t count how many times he’s simply lost track of time watching you make pain au chocolate or those really cute seasonal fruit tarts, or watching weigh your ingredients and getting the weight essentially right when you check with the scale

Loves having this shared time together. You don’t always have to be talking or even doing anything together. Just being in each other’s spaces is enough.

Loves hearing about all the gossip that goes down in store. Whose dating who, what shenanigans the new hires are up to, sometimes he gets a little too invested in it

But it’s honestly so much fun watching his expression go from content to full on exasperated with the resigned sigh and disappointed eyes when he hears that jihye and soyeon are still dancing around each and it’s been three months already

You swear he has Healing Hands. The amount of times he’s made the worst of your knots disappear in minutes is ridiculous

Will kiss the healing burns on your hands and forearms because you were just a little reckless

Before they went their separate ways the whole of GOT7 were your taste testers, and there are times where you miss being surrounded by the ruckus of it, especially now since Mark is back in LA and everyone’s schedules are packed to near bursting.

You managed to snag BamBam and Yugyeom right before promotions hit them hard and Jaebeom just before he deep dived into fine tuning his album.

It’s not as if you don’t hear from them at all, it’s just a little less frequent and makes you feel a little nostalgic

You’re also the designated cake maker/bringer, so birthday cakes are on you to manage.

And with Jinyoung’s coming up, you may have upped your recipe testing just a little, because you refuse to give him more things to tease you about

So what if you really just want to make him a nice cake to celebrate his birthday, what’s wrong with that, I can’t even make you a nice cake now, you’ll say jokingly as you present the cake to him

#park jinyoung x reader #got7 x reader #got7 imagines #park jinyoung imagines #got7 headcanons #park jinyoung headcanons #got7 fluff #tea writes #my wriiting

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fantastic-bby · 4 years ago

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GOT7 as college professors

Pairing: -

Word count: 3.1k

Genre: Headcanon | It’s kinda crack I’m ngl

Warnings: -

Masterlist

Jaebeom

Teaches music and film production

Dresses very casually (oversized shirts/hoodies and oversized pants)

Gets mistaken as a student a lot

Has a picture of all of his cats on his desk

Intimidates students at first glance, but all of them agree that he’s actually one of the chillest professors on campus once they spend time in his classes

Always late to class

Which is one of the reasons that made the students realise he’s more on the vibey side

He doesn’t seem to have anything planned when he walks into class

Places bag onto the table, sits down, looks at everyone and pulls his phone out to play music while he teaches

He’ll ask them what they wanna learn before he actually even starts the lesson because he’s interested in what they think about the course

When he’s not in class, he’s usually seen with Youngjae and Mark

Avoids talking to BamBam and Yugyeom because he knows that they’re just gonna bully him the entire time

Always eats at on-campus café that has a pet daycare for anyone who needs to leave their pets while they go off and do work

He spends his time there petting the cats

The students who own the cats are in love with him because of that

They come in and it’s like

“Professor Jaebeom…?”

“Oh, is this your cat? She’s so cute”

They stand there and watch him play with their cats if they didn’t already love him before, they love him way more now

The entire music and film production department is IN LOVE with him

The students, the other professors, the janitors

They all love him

They think he’s the sweetest man ever

Until someone treats his class like it’s ass

Then Jaebeom goes OFF

The entire class is quiet

Completely stunned

Because he is a n g r y

The student who was purposefully being an ass is staring at him like O-O

Because no one really expected him to lose his cool

But if you treat Jaebeom’s class like it’s not worth your time, he will get so mad

Wouldn’t hesitate to kick you out if you shit on his hard work

He doesn’t want to let one single person being an ass affect the whole class, so he’ll try to move on from them as quickly as possible

“If you think my class is not worth it, then get out. You chose to take this course, so don’t go around wasting other peoples’ time”

Mark

Teaches mathematics

Dresses in smart casual most of the time, but occasionally dresses fully casual

Has gotten mistaken as a student a couple of times

Has a picture of Milo and his family on his desk

Intimidates students because he’s more on the quiet side

But some of them have seen the way he acts around his friends, so they’re a little bit more comfortable around him

Cries at graduations

Always arrives to his classes on time except for that one time where he had to clean Milo’s crap off of his carpet

The students actually like him a lot

He’s very patient with them but has the tendency to get a bit more strict

Always has his plan ready by the time he’s in class

Understands that not everyone likes maths and that’s why he’s pretty patient

Takes his time with students who have a hard time understanding the formulas

Spends his time in-between classes with Jaebeom and Youngjae

Students will see them chilling at the skatepark or at the pet café

Youngjae’s usually just watching them do tricks whenever they’re skating

“Youngjae, do a trick”

“Hyung, I can’t skate”

“Doesn’t mean you can’t try”

Has most of the campus fawning over how school he looks on his skateboard because he uses it to get around the place

“Good afternoon, Professor Mark”

The group of students burst into giggles the moment he waves while skating past them

Is honestly one of the coolest professors on campus

Even the other professors agree that he’s cool as hell even if Mark won’t admit it

Usually seen talking with Youngjae about their precious fluffy, white, dog babies usually arguing about which dog is cuter

Only for Yugyeom to pop in with a picture of Dalkyum

They stare at him before completely ignoring him because the argument is about two tiny fluffy white dogs

Then BamBam and Jaebeom come in talking about cats instead and the two of them just give up

Rarely gets angry in class

Has once blown up only because someone was being rude to another student in his class

“Why don’t you do the whole class a favour and just stop being an asshole?”

The student shuts up immediately

He gives them a glare before moving on with the lesson

If he hears them starting shit again then he’ll lose it

“Dude, if you’re just gonna sit there and shit on someone then just leave”

That’s enough to get the student leaving the class out of embarrassment because no one had ever gotten Mark pissed off enough to tell them off twice in the same lesson

Afterwards he just pretends nothing happened and continues to teach the students like normal

“Who doesn’t understand this concept?”

Jinyoung

Teaches literature and philosophy

Campus DILF

Always dresses formally and has never gotten mistaken as a student before

Has one single picture of him and his friends from when they went to Italy together on his desk

Everyone’s scared of him

Who wouldn’t be?

His resting bitch face makes students scared of attending his lessons sometimes

Has made a few students cry just by looking at them when he was asking a question

Usually ends up staring at them like :| but can’t do anything about it because his face is just like that

He wasn’t even angry, he was just… looking at them

Spends most of his time with Jackson but also looks like he tries to escape him half of the time

Jackson calls him in the middle of a lesson and Jinyoung’s slightly concerned because he thinks something is wrong

“Jinyoung, did you look at the picture I sent you? It’s funny!”

“Professor Jackson, I’m in a class”

The students find their dynamic really cute

But it doesn’t make them less scared of Jinyoung

He walks around campus with so much confidence and ass

The entire campus fawns over him because they think he’s such a hottie

He usually denies the attention whenever any of his friends see a student being a bit friendlier towards him

The student in question literally bends over his desk and flirts with him

He kinda ignores their advances because he’s professional like that

Treats all of his students equally and knows all of their names

Pays extra attention towards the ones that struggle with the course because he knows how difficult it can be to have to fully understand either literature or philosophy

Has never yelled in class, but the students can tell when he is angry

Knows exactly who’s paying attention and who’s not because he’s really good at reading his students

Whenever someone disrespects him or the course he’s teaching, he turns around slowly, clicks the cap back onto the marker and gently places it onto the desk

“What poem are we currently analysing?”

“Uhm…”

If they get it wrong he gives them this very blank look that has them pissing themselves because they’re already halfway through discussing this one single poem and they’ve spent about two weeks on it

“Wrong. Get out.”

The student hesitates and Jinyoung lets out a heavy sigh which has them just scrambling straight out of the class

He picks his marker back up and turns to the giant whiteboard

“For those who don’t bother to even pay attention, we’ve been studying this poem for the past three lessons. Now, can someone tell me what I’ve covered in this lesson alone?”

Jackson

Teaches sports science

Is literally the most friendly professor on campus

Gets mistaken as a student all the time because 1. He’s always mingling around the students and 2. He barely ever dresses formally

Everyone on campus just absolutely loves him because he’s so easy to get along with

It makes his lessons very comfortable to be in

The students love how he jokes around all the time

Acts completely unhinged sometimes and likes to bother his friends in the middle of their lessons

Mostly barges into Jinyoung and Mark’s lessons because he knows the others will barely pay him any attention

“Mark hyung, I learned a new trick”

Straight up does a backflip in the middle of Mark’s classroom

“Professor Jackson, you’re so cool!”

The students love him so much

Basically, everyone on campus knows who he is and everyone just loves him because he’s everywhere at once

No one minds whenever Jackson shows up unannounced because he usually ends up leaving a mark on the students that has them more excited

Spends his time with Jinyoung where he’ll drag him to the gym

Will be sitting on his desk, cross-legged by the time students come into class

Will start his class with a joke just to get the students to feel more comfortable with engaging

Every student has had a crush on him at least once

Has had a few students walking into his classroom with gifts and trying to ask him out

But he just laughs and declines politely

During graduations, he gets a lot of ‘thank you’ gifts from his students

His heart just melts whenever he gets surprise cards on his desk from students basically telling him how much they enjoyed his class and him in general

Has the tendency to get distracted in the middle of a lesson but is also able to get back on track really quickly

Has gotten angry in class once

And when Jackson’s angry

He is

A N G R Y

Would full on yell if he needs to

It’s usually a student that’s bullying another student

He can take disrespect to him, but he does not tolerate disrespect towards his students

“Treat my students like that one more time and you’re not allowed to step foot in my class ever again”

The person in question is just frozen

Because, my god, how much of an asshole do you have to be to piss off Jackson

“Actually, no, get out of my class”

Jackson won’t ask twice

He’ll just glare at the student until they leave and when they’re gone, he checks up on his students to make sure they’re okay

“Did they do anything else to you?”

“N-No, sir”

“If they keep bothering you then just let me know. I’ll handle it”

Youngjae

Teaches performing arts

Dresses in smart casual

His smile and laugh lights up the whole classroom

He’s very gentle with his students and they all appreciate him for that

Has about four pictures of Coco on his desk

Will show everyone pictures of her in a cute dress he bought

Will also brag about how well trained Coco is

Sometimes arrives to class late because of Coco

Basically, he loves his daughter and he makes sure everyone knows that he loves her

He even brings her to graduation because some of his students end up growing attached to her

The students love how calm and chill he is

Tells a lot of dad jokes that everyone laughs at because they don’t want to make him feel sad or awkward

Will cheer up everyone and anyone

Spends his time with Jaebeom at the pet café because that’s where Coco is when he’s on campus

Sometimes brings her to class with him

Gets vvvvv flustered if any of the students flirt with him

Super flustered

He’s blushing all over and he’s completely shocked that they’d mustered up the confidence to approach him that way

But he always turns them down

Once had his class ended because he tripped over a marker that rolled off of his desk

The entire class just watched in horror

Stood up with an awkward laugh before gathering his stuff and bolting out of the classroom because he’s embarrassed

“Professor Youngjae, you didn’t have to run out of class like that…”

“Hahaaaaaaaa”

Pretends the whole incident didn’t happen

His class is really chill to attend

Youngjae just wants his students to feel comfortable in his class so he puts in the effort to do so

Tries to be as early as possible to have everything set up before his students show up

Loves all of his students

Of course there are a few bad seeds here and there, but Youngjae rarely ever gets mad

There were a couple times where he would scold them for a half-assed assignment or a disruption in class over something really dumb

But if someone really pissed him off, he wouldn’t blow up

Youngjae’s not as scary as his members but only because he’s more open with his softer side

So if he feels like someone in class is either being a disruption or is hurting someone, he doesn’t exactly blow up

He’s very calm about it

“I’m emailing the counsellor about this”

“I don’t need a counsellor”

“I don’t care if you ‘don’t need a counsellor’. If you’re being an asshole, then you need a counsellor”

BamBam

Teaches fashion design

Is the most stylish person on campus

Wears all of his gold to class

Doesn’t have physical pictures of his cats on his desk because he has his cat family as his phone wallpaper

However, he does show off any awards he’s gotten from designing clothes for celebrities in his office

Has every eye on him when he’s on campus because of how well he dresses

Usually brings his students out for graduation dinners

Is known as the campus stylist

Students sometimes come to him for fashion advice even if they’re not in his class the college staff do this too

Spends his time with Yugyeom where they spend their time at each other’s office or just walking around campus together

Will be seen together whether its on campus or off campus

They walk around campus like they own it because they’re that powerful together

Students are intimidated by him at first because he looks so… expensive, but once they actually attend one of his classes they realise that he’s got a heart of gold and is super easy to talk to

His class is extremely chill

But can also be a bit chaotic sometimes

BamBam’s a really professional person that does very well with trying to make sure the people around him are comfortable

He allows a small bit of chaos to fill his classroom because it relieves any tension

And by chaos, it’s allowing Jackson to come in and basically teach the lesson with him

What’s a sports science professor supposed to know about fashion designing??

BamBam just sits back and watches while Jackson stares at the sketch of a model that’s being projected onto the screen

“So, uhh, you need to make sure they have… sleeves”

“And?”

“Uhh… the dress is ugly?”

“Anyone in the class can answer what the problem with this sketch is?”

A student raises their hand and BamBam nods to allow them to answer

“Sir, the colours aren’t that nice together. The green is too bright and just doesn’t go well with the pink at all”

“Correct”

BamBam’s style also helps when he’s conducting a lesson

Uses his own outfit as examples

“See this white blazer? This outfit wouldn’t be as eye-catching without something contrasting my black turtleneck ”

Does not tolerate assholes

Students aren’t exactly scared of him

Has a handful of admirers, but no one’s mustered up the courage to actually talk to him about it because the one time someone did

BamBam kinda

Laughed

Then he felt bad about it because he realised they weren’t joking

Because he’s so young, it's easy for students to relate to him

But when he gets mad at someone who starts to disrespect him, oof

BamBam isn’t scared of swearing in his class and neither is he scared of lashing out if he feels like he needs to

Especially if someone is intentionally disturbing the other students because they’re being an ass

“Get the fuck out of my class”

“B-but, sir”

“Another word out of that mouth and you’re not seeing me for the rest of the semester”

Yugyeom

Teaches modeling

Has pictures of him and his friends and Dalkyum on his desk

Dresses casually most of the time but asks BamBam for good outfits for when he needs to show examples to his class

Bambam likes to style him up every once in awhile which helps Yugyeom a lot

Spends his time with BamBam the two of them make a very powerful duo

They’re only so powerful together because when you combine Yugyeom’s modeling with BamBam’s style, you get a pair of the hottest professors on campus

Is on time for his classes but sometimes is late because he spent the previous night having dance competitions with Jaebeom and Jinyoung

His class is actually really strict

Because modeling means having really good control of your entire body to be able to express what you’re trying to model for

Yugyeom takes it very seriously

Students are very intimidated by him

They know when to be playful with him and when not to and during class is when they have to be professional

Is really friendly with the students when he sees them around campus

Allows only Jinyoung into his class because he knows that the others would end up causing chaos if they’re together

Sometimes lets him model for his class

“Hyung, could you pose for my class, please?”

Is very professional with his friends if he’s conduction a lesson

But outside of it…

“Hyung, you looked like a vulture when you entered my class”

“I’m never modeling for your students ever again”

Is more on the quiet side like Jinyoung is

His looks can kill

He doesn’t have a resting bitch face like his hyung has, but he knows how to intimidate using his face

And he uses it against his students whenever he needs to

He’s also not that scared of going off either

But it’s more of the very quiet kind of angry

Will not hesitate to kick someone out if they’re not cooperating

“Get the fuck out of my class before I physically go over there and kick you out myself”

Which is why a lot of the students are very scared of him whenever he’s teaching

He doesn’t tolerate any kind of bullshittery and if he feels like you’re half-assing his class, then he’ll go off on you

But if he thinks that you’re just struggling to keep up, he’d be more than happy to help

Is very kind and very patient if someone needs extra help understanding something

Because he genuinely wants them to succeed

“Is there something here that you don’t understand? I can get one of the other students to help tutor you if you’d like”

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