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jasonbehrs · 2 years ago

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🎭 wear your heart where i can see 🎭

by airauralintensity (aka me, jasonbehrs!)

a dbsk fanfic about falling in love on a trial run

“But you’re a dude!” “That will continue to be true for every lesson in the curriculum, so I suggest you get over that quickly.”

ship: yunjae chapter: 9/10 word count: 3.2k+ rating: T+ for cursing

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For the first time in weeks, Yunho feels completely settled.

The extent to which he was missing Jaejoong, the anxiety he felt when he could sense their relationship shifting without his permission, the confusion when he tried to confront the issue and left each conversation with less clarity than he had before, the persistent feeling of incorrectness that shrouded his every interaction with Boa, missing Jaejoong so damn much—he understands it all now (at least, he understands why), and he understands what it takes to fix it.

"Whatever we had together was a lie, and we're both stupid for believing in it."

The only thing in between him and the new comforting routine he found for himself was Jaejoong, and it only took one word to urge him into action, propriety be damned.

Kissing Jaejoong feels like taking home the first place trophy, like passing the test he should have studied for, like nothing that the other kisses have felt like before. There's a live wire between his lips and the bottom of his stomach, taking detours down his arms and around his lungs, burning him from the inside out. Every time he remembers to breathe, his chest brushes against the other's; and whatever passion cooled down in that second of distraction returns with smug self-conviction, like it was kicked out of a place where it rightfully belonged. This is what was missing when he kisses Boa.

Wait a second.

He is still dating Boa.

Jaejoong shoves him away. "Fuck. You are still dating Boa."

Yunho grabs at his hair in self-recrimination. "I did this backwards," he mutters to himself. "I should have broken up with her before I asked to see you."

"Wait a second. You planned this?" Jaejoong screeches. "We don't speak for a few weeks and all of a sudden you grow a backbone and start thinking it's okay to cheat on your girlfriend?!"

"I didn't plan anything! I just knew I needed to see you." Which is mostly true. He didn't leave his house today with any intentions other than finally getting to talk, really talk, to Jaejoong… but he did know something big was going to happen. At least, he wasn't going to leave without something happening.

At Jaejoong's continued what-the-fuck stare, Yunho elaborates, "There's been this… pressure? Tension, maybe. I don't know what to call it. All I know is that somewhere between dinner with your parents and your stint for my first date with Boa, something changed between us. Everytime I tried to talk to you about it, something happened, and I never got a straight answer, and it's been bothering me so much that I haven't been able to concentrate on anything for weeks. Nothing was making sense, but I knew that if I could just talk to you—face to face, no distractions—that I'd finally be able to get it out of my system."

His fingertips tingle with the phantom memory of Jaejoong's skin during their kiss. "And it was pretty great, not gonna lie," he adds with a distracted, goofy smile.

He only stops fantasizing about an alternate universe where they never stopped making out against the tree because of the single, empty laugh that Jaejoong barks out. "Right. Well. Glad I could help with that."

"Huh?"

"I think if you're just honest with Boa, you could still salvage your relationship. Just tell her you kissed someone else, but you were confused and it meant nothing. If you're brave enough, throw in the fact it was a guy, too. Give her time and do that cooking class with her; I bet she'll forgive you."

"Jaejoong, what are you talking about?" Was Yunho the only one who participated in that kiss? Why is Jaejoong talking like continuing to date Boa is even remotely still an option?

The other boy turns and walks away, directing his speech behind him without speaking over his shoulder. "You had your youthful flirtation with the gay agenda and satisfied your curiosity. You can confidently move ahead with your life knowing you sampled the other menu, and there's nothing you're missing. If that's all that was keeping you from dating Boa, it isn't worth it to break up over this. You can still make things right."

Yunho hears him, but he isn't here right now. In his mind, he's in the Backstreet with Jaejoong, that second time.

Jaejoong pushed himself off the wall. "You know what? You're right. Your girlfriend should ask you out."

Yunho perks up, giddy to be on the receiving end of a courtship that actually interests him for once, even if it's pretend. "Really?" he asked as he followed Jaejoong out of the Backstreet.

Jaejoong continued walking away, directing his speech behind him without speaking over his shoulder. "Really. Wait to hear from her."

Yunho let Jaejoong outpace him so that he could hide his amusement. He didn't know whether Jaejoong did it on purpose, but sometimes he carried himself like the main character of a K-drama. It was one of the many quirks that made Jaejoong such a fun person to be around. Charming, even.

The similarities are too uncanny to ignore, right down to the carefully neutral intonation. Before, Yunho thought it was just part of the character Jaejoong was playing; but with the glasses of time and distance, he can see now: Jaejoong is hurting. He was hurting back then, too. He's possibly been hurting this entire time, possibly for even longer than Yunho has been.

He thought Jaejoong's distance was just him denying his own feelings, but the situation is clearly more pernicious than that. At some point, Jaejoong had opened himself up to the idea of their romance and Yunho did something to make him regret it.

He must have done something now, too. He may not know what exactly; but if it's his fault, at least he knows he can do something about it.

"I am trying to make things right!" he cries out, chasing after Jaejoong again. That's all he seems to be doing lately, catching up to Jaejoong, but it could be worth it. It's almost worth it. Just a little more.

Yunho rounds on Jaejoong and makes him face him. He can't meet the other's eyes, but at least Jaejoong doesn't try to outmanoeuvre him. "Jaejoong," he pleads, "I don't know what I did, so I can't say sorry. I don't know what you're telling yourself in that busy brain of yours either, but don't listen to it right now. Listen to me. I am literally standing in front of you, confessing to you, and telling you I want to give us a chance. A real chance. No practising this time."

It takes countable seconds before Jaejoong raises his head, looking not quite accepting yet not quite defensive. "Where is this coming from? You didn't even like guys before you met me."

Yunho shrugs. "I didn't particularly like girls either, in case you forgot." He eyes Jaejoong's thoughtful face and dares to hope. "Besides, who cares about my history of liking guys as long as I like you?"

Jaejoong's head tips like he realises something, and the change is instantaneous. The harsh lines he used to draw himself soften to easy curves; the hues of his colours brighten to something vivid. His energy is still uncharacteristically subdued, but it's undeniable: the Jaejoong he's been missing, his Jaejoong, is back.

"Okay."

"'Okay'?" That's not a clear answer, but it's not a negative one either, and Yunho's heart rate speeds up.

Jaejoong smiles, sheepish and soft. "You'll have to give me some time, though. I spent a lot of weeks convincing myself to let you go, and it'll take me a bit to stop defaulting to some of the coping mechanisms I've picked up."

When Yunho reaches for Jaejoong's hand this time, the other doesn't shake him off. His skin relishes in the touch. "I can definitely give you time, but are you saying what I think you're saying?"

Jaejoong is staring down at their held hands, and Yunho is staring at Jaejoong. "I'm saying you need to stop thinking, and I have been for a while now," Jaejoong teases.

Is it possible to miss a voice? Yunho misses the tone of mockery that colours his every other line. He wants to make Jaejoong tease him for as long as possible. "Well, I've always been more of a man of action." He tugs on their joined hands to bring Jaejoong flush against him, societal disapproval of public displays of affection be damned, and leans in.

Jaejoong leans back and out of his space, but at least he doesn't let go of Yunho's hand. "Not so fast there. We're not doing anything until you talk to Boa."

"Talk to Boa about what?"

No freaking way.

Yunho whirls around and finds Kwon Boa standing there in all her 5'3" so-unattainable-that-he-feels-guilty-for-attaining-her glory.

Jaejoong is desperately trying to pull his hand out of Yunho's, which is what snaps him back into the present moment. He tightens his grip despite the other boy's whispered but insistent protests.

Imminently faced with a confrontation weeks in the making, Yunho sees no better way out than through.

"Everything."

~~~

Boa takes it at face value when Yunho tells her he cannot hang out this weekend, so she accepts plans from some of her friends to have a picnic out at the park by Lotteria. Imagine her surprise when she sees Yunho and Jaejoong taking a walk together not long after their picnic commences.

She's a little hurt, but she lets it go. Just because Yunho confided in her about his friendship struggles with Jaejoong doesn't mean he has to accept her advice on how to fix it. She tells herself it matters more that they're making up at all, and she resolves herself to be patient. If Yunho doesn't say something by tomorrow about how this conversation goes, she'll just ask him directly.

She turns her focus back to her friends and their picnic—she had brought kimbap; the hapkido team has really increased her confidence in her kimbap-making skills—and it's a nice time… until she hears a shout in what is unmistakably Yunho's voice.

She looks over to see Yunho literally running after Jaejoong. The walking path takes them kinda close to where she and her friends are picnicking, and it's not even a conscious decision. She's up and following close with barely a word of explanation to her friends. For some reason, she has the feeling she's about to witness a fist fight; and the closer she is, the faster she can stop it before it gets too out of hand.

She has to stay far enough away to not be noticed, though. They're clearly having a long-overdue conversation, and she doesn't want to disrupt that part. (Boa is not above eavesdropping, but their voices are too low anyway.)

Yunho's back is to her, and he's broad enough that she can barely see Jaejoong behind him. They're close, too close. In her mind, Yunho's fists are wrapped up in Jaejoong's shirt front, and they're seconds away from starting a spectacle in the park.

She makes the decision to make her appearance known not a minute too soon. Yunho leans in, probably setting out to ruin Jaejoong's admittedly pretty face, and Jaejoong manages to lean back in the nick of time.

"Not so fast there. We're not doing anything until you talk to Boa."

She is so shocked to hear her name in the context of this fight that she says her next thought out loud.

At the conclusion of the story, told mostly by Yunho with contradictions for accuracy from Jaejoong, no one speaks.

For Boa's part, she can only stare between the two boys in the booth across from her—one visibly uncomfortable, the other uncomfortable but trying not to show it—and want to conjure anger. It would be fully merited, considering the circumstances. However, the tell-tale burn of fury never makes its way under her skin.

There are many other feelings, though, some too ephemeral to identify before they pass.

There's some distaste. What she just heard was so ridiculous, it could have been the plot of a poorly written teen romcom; and those have never been her favourite kind of movies.

She supposes she does feel kind of sad. She does really like Yunho, but this isn't such a strong emotion either.

With a few more moments, she recognises an overwhelming sense of detachment. After all, what else is there for her to do at this point? She's not the kind of person to beg someone to stay with her, and Yunho wouldn't be receptive to it anyway.

After this long, though, it's clear that no one will say anything unless she says something first; and she accepts this responsibility with a sigh through her nose. After another moment of considering the two boys in front of her, she determines that she has nothing to say to Yunho; so she turns to Jaejoong. "So you're the reason Yunho is such a great boyfriend, hm? I would thank you, but you'd understand that I'm not really in a mood for gratitude."

Jaejoong grimaces but nods, and Yunho bows so deep his forehead nearly touches the linoleum Lotteria table. "I'm sorry I couldn't be a better one to you. You deserved a proper breakup and not to be cheated on."

Boa rolls her eyes and flips her hair over her shoulder. "I do. I also deserve a boyfriend who actually likes me and wants to be liked by me." It isn't until she says that out loud that she realises she does deeply want that, but she saves that for later conversations with other single friends over ice cream.

"I'm sorry," Yunho apologises again.

Staring at the crown of her ex-boyfriend's head, she thinks that this may be the most genuine version of himself he's ever given to her. Something in her heart settles at the thought. "Don't be," she says, resigned and perfunctory. "Just let me tell people at school that I'm the one who broke up with you, and we'll be even… Actually, you should also wait a while before you go public at school. I don't want us to have to deal with ridiculous rumours about how I 'turned you gay'."

Yunho agrees readily—"People are overly analytic about my dating history," he laments—but Jaejoong isn't quite convinced. "You're not angry?"

Boa shrugs. "Anger is a strong word. If anything, I'm more embarrassed."

"I'm sorry I put you in this embarrassing situation." Yunho bows a third time. The spreadsheet did say he was polite to a fault.

Boa forces his head up. "Hate to break it to you, Yunho, but not everything is about you."

"I keep trying to tell him!" Jaejoong bursts out reflexively before sheepishly curling in on himself. He's made similarly inappropriate outbursts in drama club rehearsals before, but Boa has never minded.

Now is no different. She makes eye contact with him and sends him a small smile like she always does, and he must recognise the gesture because he uncurls with more confidence.

If Boa has to lose the best boyfriend she ever had, she's grateful that at least it's to someone she feels no need to compare herself to. (Honestly, it also helps that it's a boy.)

There probably isn't a single girl in school who hadn't wondered if they would be the one to finally end Jung Yunho's serial dating streak. Many others had thought it would be her even before Yunho (well, Jaejoong, apparently) asked her out. It was such a commonly held belief that some girls, who would have tried their luck otherwise, wouldn't until her turn passed.

The embarrassment here is that she herself wound up buying into the superstition.

Beyond liking Yunho for himself, an undeniable part of her liked the idea of what a power couple they could be. She is not ignorant to her social influence in the school on account of her talent and burgeoning fame, and Yunho seemed like a perfect match in terms of physical capability and humility. She isn't entirely sure which one was her main motivation for most of the relationship, but that doesn't matter now.

She stands. There's nothing more she needs to hear, and her friends have been waiting on her for too long anyway. "Like I said, we're even. Take care of Jaejoong, Yunho."

As she leaves, she overhears their immediate bickering—"Why isn't it you taking care of me?" "It's because you're beyond saving, Yunho."—and a wistful smile crosses her face.

It still would have been nice if it were her.

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As soon as Boa is behind them, Yunho blurts out, "Why isn't it you taking care of me?"

He immediately recognises how utterly inappropriate that is considering the conversation they just had. He turns to Jaejoong to apologise for his lack of priorities, but the other's wit is stronger than his decorum. "It's because you're beyond saving, Yunho."

He is not surprised Jaejoong has the wherewithal to snark at a time like this, but he is surprised that he wants to lean into it instead of addressing the massive unspoken conversation left between them. The emotional confrontation with Boa was as adrenaline-inducing as a spar against a rival school, and his favourite pastime after withstanding such a face-off has always been joking around with his friends in this very Lotteria. It would be uncouth to say he won; but with the consequences of his misdeeds addressed and behind him, he definitely doesn't feel like he lost.

"You don't really think that." Yunho pouts exaggeratedly.

"No, I do. I think you're hopeless."

He sees his chance, and he takes it. There's no need to hold back now. "Hopelessly in love with you~"

Jaejoong shoves him away with disgust pulling taut across his features. "Ew, ew, EW! You did not just say that to me!"

"You didn't like that?" he asks with an excited grin, ready to get out the next taunt he just thought of. "What about 'hopelessly devoted to you'?"

Jaejoong stills in a way that surprises and delights him. Is he on the verge of uncovering a heretofore unseen side of Jaejoong, one that loves sappy, romantic declarations?

"You get some points for the Grease reference, but I'm still rejecting it."

"What's Grease?"

That is patently the wrong thing to say. "'What's Grease'?!—Okay, okay. Listen. If we're gonna do this, you need a whole new set of lessons. Contrary to your previous beliefs, I wasn't teaching you how to date me in particular. I come with an instruction manual, and I expect you to learn it front and back if this is going to work out."

There is literally nothing he'd love more than to learn exactly how to date Jaejoong, but he's also learned a thing or two since their practise run. "I'm in, but what about you?"

"What about me? Between us, I'm the expert in dating here."

"But are you the expert in me? What's my favourite weapon in hapkido?"

He revels in the way Jaejoong blanches. "That's not fair! I purposefully avoided all of your hapkido stuff because I didn't want to know too much about your favourite pastime!"

Just like that, the jovial air around them settles into something more serious. There are indeed massive unspoken conversations left between them. "You're willing to learn now though, right?"

When Jaejoong smiles, Yunho intimately understands exactly why he is so relieved at the sight. That smile is like the first time, unrestrained and happy.

"Teach me everything you know."

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A/N (4.28.2023): Boa is the only character who gets her own POV in the main story because it was important to me that she has agency even as she's finding out that her whole relationship was basically a plot device in someone else's love story. I tried to give all the secondary characters dimensionality (it helps that there are so few lol) mostly because women deserve to be well-written—even in gay romance stories!—but it's especially necessary for Boa due to her function in the narrative. She is not just a stepping stone, a catalyst, or a roadblock! Based on the reviews I've been getting, I know none of you would actually see her like that, but it still needed to be done. :)

With this, the main story is done, and only the epilogue is left! Hopefully you found the experience satisfactory and fulfilling. If you hadn’t yet, I’d appreciate a like or a reblog on the main post. :)

#tvxq #dbsk #yunjae #kim jaejoong #jung yunho #kpop #kpop fanfiction #wyhwics

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sakuhai · 2 years ago

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That video from when Hyde was "first introduced to Megumi" is freaky in a way because Hyde literally looks and acts like a 12 year old boy and Megumi Oishi despite being 4 years younger than him looks so much older than him.Basically she is a woman while he is a child.Idk if they truly were a thing or not but overall Hyde has no chemistry with women.

#whenever hyde is around women there is just no chemistry #when he is with men though...#platonically or romantically even aesthetically there is chemistry you just cant deny it #there is tension not awkwardness #it is more natural looking unlike the forced vibes with women #his chemistry with sakura was outrageous his chemistry with jaejoong basically with any dude...#whatever its his life but that man cannot be 100% straight its impossible #shtpst #random #gay #even with gackts stupid ass he had chemistry unlike with that other girl he did a movie with the next year...

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mountphoenixrp · 4 years ago

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We have a new citizen in Mount Phoenix:

Hodr, the God of Winter, whose origins stem from Ancient Scandinavia. He is now the owner of Nysnö.

FC NAME/GROUP: Kim Jaejoong | JYJ/Soloist GOD NAME: Hodr PANTHEON: Norse OCCUPATION: Tailor, Owner of Nysnö HEIGHT: 1m80 DEFINING FEATURES:

- Porcelain complexion, very easy to get tanned or sunburnt

- Big, watery, and expressive eyes with natural eyebags

- Tattoos:

+ Two quotes on the left chest: Deferto Neminem (Accuse no man), Always keep the faith

+ A pyramid with an eye and a set of horns, with three dots above on the left wrist

PERSONALITY: Just like what the last season of a year would offer to the world, Hodr’s got that quiet yet immense power to free, to freeze, and to frighten.

More often than not, he is the literally coolest individual found in any place he’s been to, and his too-cool-for-you resting face with porcelain complexion won’t help. But no, he’s not just a walking ice statue, and yes, he knows how to socialize and even tell jokes – the ones that would help listeners not to try so hard for a pity laugh. He looks aloof and is aloof most of the time, until the situation calls for what he can contribute. Although he may not be the fastest to offer a hand, Hodr would only offer what he’s best at. And actually, after thousands of years of trial and error, the winter god is confident to say that he’s a well-qualified player in quite many different fields in life. And does that make him cocky, sassy, savage at times? Yes dear, all checked.

On the more serious note, this icy god would be often seen alone, being absorbed in a book, something on the screen, or just in his own thoughts. It doesn’t mean he’s unaware of his surroundings at those times; in fact, the reverse is true. Hodr has a keen eye for detail, which would make him the perfect go-to person if you want your new hair cut, new glasses, or even a tiny pimple near your hairline, to get some attention. The god likes to give honest compliments, moral support, physical support, basically what it takes to help others feel more confident in themselves. In some senses, he could be seen as an amateur life coach. And a great drink buddy. He himself isn’t really confident in his flirting skills, but if you’re looking for at-least-acceptable courtship, relationship, or situationship advice, Hodr can manage to give you some.

However, Hodr would take his sweet time to warm up to others, not because he needs to consider if they would worth his time, but the exact another way around. Despite his well-put-together demeanor, insecurity and fear of abandonment are some of the challenges he’s still striving to conquer. Also, Hodr’s developed this odd determination to make as few mistakes as possible, hence his over-meticulousness and indecision, also explains why he might take months to finish a suit. Yet, if one gives him enough patience and understanding, guarantee that they would get the best-customized suit on earth, and probably a (some sort of) friend in this Norse god of winter.

HISTORY:

Before Ragnarok

What was the fun of being the forgotten son of Odin? Nothing much - or should it be phrased almost nothing at all – except for the plethora of aloneness, which equaled to ultimate freedom in Hodr’s book.

The God of Winter was born with eyes that could only see the depth of his own soul and not one of the universe’. At first, it was a curse, then a blessing in disguise, for it gave him the privilege to stay away from the frenzied dance of life and death, of battles and romances, of wisdom and stupidity, those that most other Norse deities had always relished. Hodr preferred, almost thrived on, his blissful solitude. He loved it when he could turn not only one, but both blind eyes, to the surrounding chaos. And it was like a seed planted on barren land, the desire to be at the center of attention and adoration like his dear brother Baldur was. From the first day of existence, Hodr had already understood this. His brother was born to be loved, and he was born to be left alone.

In the serendipity sang by the winter breezes, Hodr had heard his final. Or finals, to be exact. That yes, he was born to with a cursed blessing like no others, that he could make use of it to keep trouble at least a winter away, but that wasn’t meant to last forever. Nothing supposed to last forever, especially when – no matter how different they were – all the Norse deities have been waiting for the Ragnarok since the beginning of their fate.

“I, too, shall die,” he informed one night at the gales caressing his porcelain cheeks. The gales, reminded of the anticipated farewell, hurled in despair. Hodr smiled, the warmest a god of winter could muster. “Behave yourself while I’m away, won’t you?” The winter gales laughed out their response.

And they kept wuthering. Their mighty roars got deafening the day Loki showed up with a mistletoe spear; the sound so deafening Hodr could not really hear what they were trying to say, but the spear had already been thrown away, aiming at a target even his wildest imagination could not let him to see.

When he knew was when it was too late to know. Baldur’s death came much faster than his belated realization. He abhorred Loki, with just one tenth the hatred he had dedicated to himself. Loki’s natural couldn’t outshine his exceptional gullibility; his wrongdoing couldn’t be anything else but a proof of foolishness.

The forgotten outcast was now the greatest sinner. Hodr melted into an epitome of guilt and agony.

The mighty Odin went berserk, of course he would. Hodr could tell what was coming – a decision, a revenge, exactly what he was expecting to. It was another blessing that he did not have to wait for long. One day after Baldur’s death, Vali was born. Just as great as their father, he had completed his sole duty of showing Hodr the way back to nothingness with utter ease. There was no sign of protest from Hodr.

But no one could rest in peace.

Winter did not keep its promise to its God. The freezing gales kept hurling their inconsolable anger. Ice and snow waged war against all gods and men, buried three summers under their thick white blood, and no living left undamaged.

That was how Fimbulwinter started, and how the world began to end.

After Ragnarok

Hodr couldn’t tell how long it had passed between his death and his resurrection. Probably a Ragnarok apart, or that was what he had heard from the survivors. How could he return to life? Why him and not some other much more deserved warriors? No one, including winter, could give him a convincing answer.

What he’d known was that Baldur had also come back to life – the best news Hodr heard since his existence. No blames, no cries, only understanding, and family bond were shared again between the two Odin’ sons, which, until now, still surprised Hodr somehow.

Asgard and the other eight worlds were quick to recover, teeming with life. The winter gales had stopped wuthering. Yet, there were still so many questions left, to which if he did not find the answers, no one - even his greatest of a father - could.

Is this all the reasons why I have been here on earth?

Is there anything else I should know? Learn? Master?

Is there any other place I should go? Anyone else I should meet?

Is there really something called ‘true love’? What is love though, anyway?

Hodr spent the next millennia on self-discovery and re-discovery. On learning and un-learning. On growing up, getting wiser, bolder. On figuring out that actually, his hands were actually much more skillful than they were thought to be. On being a god, then being a god in a human vessel. On falling in, then out of love.

It turned out that true love was real. Hodr felt lucky that unlike humans, whose single-use lives might be too short to find one or too long it was hard to tell it apart of the false ones, he was really deep in it a couple of times. All of the romances he got the chance to co-create, some faded into memories, some into scars, some into a holy mess. But Hodr had learned that just like everything else on this universe, true love wouldn’t last forever. At this point of his seemingly endless quest of knowledge and self-improvement, Hodr was pretty sure that he had raised an army of those who loved him, and an equal-size one of those who hated his guts.

Winter wasn’t meant to be adored by everyone, was it?

But now, let’s get back to a couple months ago, when Hodr was chilling with a long-term fellow god at a corner of a bustling bar. Both were in their newest human vessels, drinking cold beer and talking about what on earth they should try next for this human lifetime. At some points in their unplanned plans discussion, his friend raised a random question.

“Have you tried out Mount Phoenix?”

“What is a mount phoenix?”

“No, it’s the Mount Phoenix. A magical island of gods and their half-human kids. Some of your kids are there as well, I think. Go figure it out!”

So, in the next morning, Hodr woke up sober, packed his bags and himself, and cruised to the Mount Phoenix to figure it out, first and foremost for the thrill of new adventures. Soon, the universe once again showed him that there were still so many things in its pockets that he hadn’t even heard about just yet. Hodr was intrigued, so he chose to stick around the island probably a little longer to seriously figure things out.

He’s also been mastering the art of making suits, by the way.

POWERS:

Winter Manipulation: Able to induce the intensity of winter and that of other elements in its realm, including cold, death, and solitude to some extent.

Water Manipulation: Able to create, shape, manipulate water in solid, liquid, and gas states, also change water from one state to others. Able to create ice objects, including weaponry.

Cold Manipulation: Able to create, shape, and manipulate cold, making everything (including living things) colder with direct or close-ranged contact, ranging from mild coolness to freezing point.

Cold Immunity: Be immune and completely invulnerable to both cold’s direct and indirect effects.

Cold Empowerment: Will be quickly energized or become physically stronger, faster, more durable once in contact with cold.

STRENGTHS:

Hodr is an epitome of the phrase ‘aging like a fine wine.��

He’s very much open-minded, quick-witted, and is a diligent learner. Learn best by trial and error.

If one can withstand the cold, they would get a compassionate, reliable, and loyal companion in him.

He’s pretty much dexterous, and likes to make things with his hands and not his power.

He’s got good taste in fashion. Surprise, surprise!

WEAKNESSES:

He’s cursed with bad eyesight, no matter how good the condition of his vessel’s eyes is. Can’t live without medical glasses or contact lenses.

High heat is Hodr’s nemesis. He’ll rarely enjoy hot food or drinks, and will become noticeably lethargic during summers.

He’s quite slow to open up to new faces, may let his doubts misguide his mind, and can be frustratingly indecisive at times.

He’s still somewhat gullible to those he loves or considers to be trusted friends.

#kpop rp #krp #jyj #kim jaejoong #jyj jaejoong #mp; welcome

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loropechika · 5 years ago

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@starbbysteps

“I thought you worked on that problem of yours. I see that you will forever be the same. Can you change me back?” Jaejoong was angry because he blamed himself. He should have known better and not have fallen and loved and liked a crazy witch with no control on her powers.

lilika felt even more attacked and stupid and that was because she couldn’t change him at that moment. “well... no. i can’t right now. you have to wait.” she said clicking her tongue while looking away from the stuffed animal. the nerve he had to belittle her when he knew that she still had issues with her inability to control her powers when in panic made her want to turn invisible and leave him in his stupid teddy bear state for good.

#lilika;verse #lilika x jaejoong #starbbysteps

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2612-1802 · 5 years ago

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Just Shy

Can you make a scenario were reader and yoochun are close friends. And yoochun introduce her to his members and changmin gives you a cold shoulder because you seems so distant only to him because you are shy around him. It’s a bit long but THANK YOU♥️ --- Hope this is ok! :)

“Guys, meet my friend Chaerin!” Yoochun pushed you to the front, as you were hiding behind his back.

Many thoughts were racing in your head at that very moment. Your heart was racing, face red hot, and legs were kind of jelly now. You had been such a big fan of TVXQ! since their debut and especially with ChangMin, he was your ideal type.

“Hi everyone.” You shyly waved at the members in the room but finding ways to get out of the situation.

“Hello!” Yunho greeted you with a hug, Junsu waved back and Jaejoong was smiling widely at you. But Changmin was no where to be found.

“Yoochun told us he be bringing a friend, but we didn’t know it was going to be a lady friend.” Junsu teased as your face blushed even harder. Of course there was nothing between you two but that comment made your face on fire.

“Stop it, you dolphin boy.” Yoochun threw a pillow at Junsu and gestured you to the sofa.

“Where’s Changmin?” Yoochun asked. “Chaerin’s such a big fan of him, hhahah” Yoochun poked fun at you. And at that very moment you were sure you are having a fever. Your body temperature just rises and rises from all that shyness.

“He’ll be here soon. I think.“ Yunho replied, shrugging his shoulders.

“Shall we play some games?” Junsu suggested, taking out a pack of poker cards.

After rounds of poker, you and the boys were getting closer. Hitting and punching each other in the arms, and the best part was punishment. Jaejoong was the devil of ideas. Taking embarrassment to a whole new level. Junsu had to write his name with his butt and make farting noises as he wrote.

Just in the midst of the 4th round, ChangMin came in, looking tired. “Hyungggg, meeting. I hate it.” He took a seat right in the middle of Yunho and Jaejoong, a seat directly in front of you. “Oh, who’s this?”

“Chaerin. My friend.” Yoochun smirked as he saw you getting shy again.

“Oh, HII!” ChangMin waved at you, but you just weakly smiled back and got back into the poker match again. ChangMin was a little taken aback by your cold response but still tried a few times to strike a conversation with you.

You were happy but also scared. Scared of saying something weird and making yourself look stupid in front of your bias. So you just replied really shortly, typically with 1 word answers.

After the games, the load of you went out for dinner, buffet dinner to be exact. The variety of food made your head spin.

“Do you really want to eat like a pig in front of him?” That was the first thought that came to your mind. But you just dismiss that thought off. You ain’t gonna miss out on all those foods. Not today.

Dinner was rowdy but this time round, ChangMin was ignoring you. Like on purpose. He doesn’t look at you, or pick up a conversation with you anymore. It made you kind of sad and guilty at the same time. “Was it because he thought I was cold to him just now?” you thought to yourself.

You were on your 6th walk around the displays and saw your chance. ChangMin was just a few steps in front of you looking at the mini cheesecakes. “Why are they always so small in buffets?” You propped a question and smiled at him.

Changmin jerked back a little, stunned that you were talking to him because it seemed like you didn’t want to during the poker game. “Ye..ah. It’s really small isn’t it?” ChangMin chuckled. “You like cheesecake too?”

“No. I don’t” you said seriously. “I LOVE IT!” you teased him, smiling.

“Guess we have to get more then.” ChangMin giggled as he took a few more cheesecakes. “I thought you didn’t like me or something. Because you seem like you didn’t want to talk to me.” ChangMin confronted you gently.

“I was just shy. But I guess it came out wrongly.” You replied sheepishly.

“Ohh.. okay..” the atmosphere was getting awkward again. “Are there anymore cheesecakes around? Or are they all here?” You tried to rev up the mood, looking around the neighboring trays.

And something did catch your eye. But it wasn’t food. You saw Yoochun at the other side giving you 2 thumbs up and smiling with his eyebrows up. “Weird friend I have there” You thought, shaking your head while you picked desserts with ChangMin.

[Living my ot5 dream for a while XD dont hate me!]

#changmin scenarios #yoochun scenarios #dbsk scenarios #tvxq scenarios #jyj scenarios #changmin imagines #yoochun imagines #requests

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itskenickie · 5 years ago

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oh my god someone told jaejoong that he’s like taeyong when in reality it’s the other way around. i’ve been a fan of nct for a year now and the FIRST thing i realized about taeyong is his resemblance to jaejoong. the aura, the beautiful doll like beauty, seductive gaze, gentle/effeminate beauty but their voices being deep and having bold fashion choices. they’re literally 100% alike!! like the category is face and they’re SERVING it!!

i would KILL for them to collab but stupid sm just had to ban jaejoong like that so that dream will never happen 🙃

#jaejoong #taeyong #jyj #nct #tvxq #dbsk

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themwhiskers · 5 years ago

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Rules: You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPhone, iPod, iTunes, media player, etc. and write down the first 20 songs. Then pass this on to some people. One rule: no skipping.

Tagged by @jorzuela, this is a bit difficult since i only use windows media player and there’s no way to chose to play like, the most listened things, and i have music i don’t even listen to, honestly i just listen to nell’s discography only. but oh well, i’ll play it on shuffle. NO CHEATING I SWEAR.

Omokage esp. ver - Shaman King Opening. (xDDDDD)

믿어선 안될 말 - Nell (i really listen to everything nell)

나만의 위로 - Kim Jaejoong

Since You re Out Of My Life - SPICA (i love this group but i’ve never heard this song before? i guess i skipped it)

Protege moi - Placebo (Finally! something i actually listen to)

Kimi to iu hana - Asian Kung Fu Generation

Overture of Destiny - Full Metal Alchemist Movie OST

When I’m Sixty Four - The Beatles

시간아 (Woohyun Solo) - Woohyun from INIFNITE

Good Morning Good Morning - The Beatles

I’m Only Sleeping - The Beatles

맙소사 - GD x Taeyang x kwangee Infinite Challenge

내 곁에만 있어 (Best Place) - Shinee (i also had not listened to this ever)

Eternal sailor moon midi - Sailor Moon (A MIDI FILE X’DDDDD)

CAFE - Big bang (ew, tengo grupos que depurar, 3 of 5 of them are bad)

Papercut - Linkin Park

41일 - Kim Sunggyu

The Tunnel - Alexandre Desplat, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows pt.1 OST

Special K - Placebo

Dancing Queen - SNSD

I’m really confused, there’s a lot of stuff i don’t listen at all, or i haven’t listened to in years, and i don’t really see my most played stuff which is nell, infinite, lovelyz and muse.... I’m glad at least there’s placebo there.

I tag @artlessdynamite @ninnapons @itsmyonlywish @anotherweirdblog @cover-your-ears . not obligatory... yeah that’s all... stupid shuffle.

#tagged #themwhiskers #personal #ey

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sugaurora · 5 years ago

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I was tagged by @ditzymax to list my top 10 kpop songs.

I’ve been a kpop fan since 2007, what kind of cruel joke is this? I tried to go through my playlists, but there’s not enough time in 2020 for me to decide on this. So consider most of this as me reaching my hand into a very, very big pile of kpop and this is what I pulled out.

BTS - Danger

I’ve never had a serious discussion with anyone about this because it’s literally just kpop and not at all important, but let me make myself 100% clear: This is my favorite kpop song of all time. Number one, forever and always, nothing has, can, or ever will take its place. Period with the T.

Xiah - Flower

I loved ot5 TVXQ. They were my first ever kpop group, I was a Cassie through and through. I’ve continued to follow Xiah and Jaejoong’s careers after the split (because they were my biases tbh) and I’ll always support them. Flower is just...exquisite, the emotion in Xiah’s voice is so unmatched, and I need Spotify to get their shit together and put the regular version on.

Dreamcatcher - Chase Me

I loved MINX and when I found out they weren’t disbanding I was so happy. Imagine my face when their new group dropped this song, ya’ll. My anime lovin’ ass went wild. I’m so into their style and hopefully one day I can see them in concert.

9Muses - Ticket

I will do the stupid fucking arm dance as soon as the chorus hits, without fail.

Secret - Madonna

Ladies’ Code - 예뻐 예뻐

Shannon - 왜요왜요

Sistar - Shake It

A.C.E - Take Me Higher

Taemin - Danger

And here’s some honorable mentions b/c fuck the rules, there’s too many songs I love!

Heize ft. Giriboy (Prod. SUGA) - We Don’t Talk Together

Lim Kim - Awoo

Wonder Girls - Tell Me

Tymee - Fuck Pretty Rapstar

Zico - Anti

GaIn - Paradise Lost

TVXQ - Mirotic (I know the Japanese version’s lyrics best tho)

Block B - Toy

Girl’s Generation - Catch Me If You Can

SHINee - Ring Ding Dong

BoA and TVXQ Japanese releases because those are how I discovered kpop in the first place

I’ll tag @3rachabffs @jhspetitegf @mlkydrms @yeoldontknow @underthejoon and literally anyone else who wants to play along!

#games #tagged

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swifty-pages · 5 years ago

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He was joking. I can't believe he was fucking making an april fool's joke, I am so fucking angry at him right now. I almost had a panic attack because of this, Kim Jaejoong what the FUCK

Raise awareness my fucking ass I am so disappointed in your stupid headassery. God I have never been more disappointed in the 13 fucking years I have supported you

#coronavirus #covid-19 #kpop #kpopidol #jae joong #kim jae joong #jyj #tvxq

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ichoriism · 5 years ago

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❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.) (Jaejoong & Jaehyun)

Jaehyun was an ass and he had no reservations on displaying just to which extent this trait of his covered. It probably was not a good idea to piss off a witch, but so far, Jaejoong hadn’t turned him into a frog and it made Jaehyun feel bolder and even more daring.

❝ why do you wear hats sometimes and why do you leave them behind at other times? ❞ he tilted his head as he kept poking at the garment.

Jaejoong was preparing something Jaehyun stopped caring about after some gross eyes were tossed into the mix. He was not a fan of gross things, thank you.

❝ do you wear it to boost your energy like the pointy shoes in the sorcerer’s apprentice? ❞ he teased, knowing all too well Jaejoong would not dare to resist correcting him yet again about how a witch was not the same as a sorcerer and that also that movie was stupid. He didn’t count on the sudden physical retaliation though.

❝ hey! ❞ he protested at the tug of his hair courtesy of one slightly pissed off witch. ❝ okay… your eyes are flashing red… why are they flashing red…? ❞

Sensing the danger, Jaehyun got up and ran away not without stealing the hat first.

#● → 𝓂𝑒𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 #𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 speaks :#goodevcning

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k00kie-krumbl3 · 5 years ago

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A Taste of Happiness

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“Jaejoong. Kim Jaejoong.” He smiled, shaking hands with me as we partnered up for our English project.

Giggling at his introduction I told him what my name was. Our encounter soon became more frequent to the point we became friends. From friends to well lovers.

It was unexpected really, I never thought that I would catch his eye. He was a player and I guess it’s on me for thinking that I could change him and make him stay but I was wrong.

My sisters were jealous to know that I stole the lovely Kim Jaejoong as he was very handsome. It’s not like I meant too, I didn’t try anything. He was the one who came onto me. Always flirting, leaving little lingering touches, and writing lovely notes for me to find in my locker.

I fell really hard for him. I honestly thought he could do no wrong but Allen warned me time and time again not to give him too much of my trust.

“He’s bad for you.”

“He’ll break your heart.”

“You’re too good for him.”

It got to the point that I almost lost my friendship with him. I told him that my sister is too good for him, I pointed out all his flaws and said that I shouldn’t be interacting with him if anything. We got into so many fights to the point I walked off, he told me never to come back, that he never wanted to see my face.

However, it’s as if the universe decided to reward me with more suffering. It began to rain and when I walked back to my house, I saw Jaejoong’s car. Face palming, I couldn’t believe I forgot that he was coming over. Soon smiling as I couldn’t wait to be held by him, his warmth surrounding me and kissing the top of my head telling me it’s alright. That everything will be okay.

Opening the door, I couldn’t help but hear weird noises coming from my sisters room. Creeping up I soon saw Jaejoong having a threesome with both of my sister’s.

“Jae! What are you doing?!” I screeched.

Looking at me wide eyed, he quickly got off of them and began to put on his pants running towards me, but I quickly dashed down the stairs, reaching the door he quickly pulled me towards him.

“Wait (y/n)-“

“Don’t touch me!” I snapped, pulling my hands away as if his touch burned me.

“Listen. I-“

“I don’t want to hear it. Get out of my house, now.” I seethed, got tears streaming down my face. Seeing a pair of hands soon place their palm and splaying it all over Jaejoong’s chest, Elaine’s head popped out.

“Oh Jae~ Don’t listen to my bratty little sister. I still want to play,” she whispered seductively, bringing his face towards her and kissing him in front of me.

I could feel my heart breaking, the pain, I couldn’t stand looking at the duo so I quickly grabbed the door and ran out. Not caring if I got sick. I kept on walking until I saw the swings. Running over, I stumbled in the slippery ground only to fall on the muddy ground. Everything was so blurry, tears pouring down. Finally getting up, I sat underneath the slides. Pouring my heart out.

I couldn’t go back home because my sister’s were basically having a fuck sesh with my boyfriend or really ex-boyfriend. Pulling on my hair, I kept on repeatedly saying how stupid I was, how Allen was right about Jae and I let love blind me from the person he is. Choking up, I didn’t notice when the rain stopped, looking up I realized it was still raining but not on me.

“Are you okay?” Someone asked.

Peering up at the voice, I saw a boy with long brown hair with blonde highlights.

“No,” I croaked out, “I-I’m sorry if I disturbed you, I-I’ll be on my way,” I said, getting up only for the person to stop me.

“No, no. I- no one should be here by themselves in the rain. Let me take you home,” he offered only to quickly shake my head no.

“No... do- should I call someone? Do you know someone who can help?” He asked,

“I d-do- No- did. B-but I- I-“ Not be able to finish my sentences I began to cry harder.

“Come on,” the stranger said,

“I don’t even know who you are,” i whimpered out.

“Oh silly me. You’re right. I’m Hoseok,”

“(Y-Y/n)” I stuttered.

~~~~~

Making it to a restaurant the rain drops finally calmed down, entering a small café, he looked at me sympathetically.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” He asked,

“Not really. No,” I croaked, eating the ice cream he bought me as I looked away.

“That’s okay. Take your time,” he answered.

Finally finishing up my ice cream, I looked over at him, giving me a small heart-shaped smile, I gave him one back.

“I- my boyfriend-“ taking in a deep breathe, I looked at Hoseok, “I lost a friend of mine, no actually I’ve been losing friends now. They all didn’t like the guy I was dating and some were using me just to get close to my sisters because of their infamous parties. I lost my closest friend today due to my boyfriend, and walked in on my boyfriend cheating on me,” I let out. Choking up again as new tears began to spring out.

“Oh sweetheart~” Hoseok let out, scooting closer to me. “I’m so sorry. You must’ve had it rough,” he whispered.

Turning towards him, I let the tears fall down once again. “I don’t know what I did wrong? What did I do wrong?” I asked him,

“You did nothing wrong sweetie~” he reassured, only for me to scoff at him.

“Well obviously I did! You mean to tell me that all of these things that have been happening isn’t someway for the universe to tell me I suck?! That I’ve pissed them off. I mean my parents hate me, my sisters hate me, my boyfriend cheated on me, I’m not important to any of my friends, I lost my only true friend due to my beliefs on my boyfriend being “good”. And you’re trying to tell me that after everything... I didn’t do anything wrong?” I asked him,

“Well I didn’t know that, I just met you,” he smiled warmly, “but maybe if I did know you, I can help you.”

“Thanks but no thanks. I don’t want to get hurt by more people,” I replied, “I-I’ll repay the favor so here’s my number.” I told him.

Walking away from the café.

~~~~~

Opening the door, both of my parents were looking at me.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” My father yelled, “do you know how late it is? Not to mention you didn’t tell your sisters where you went off too. They were worried sick, calling you only to find out you didn’t have your phone because you left it. How stupid can you be?!”

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled.

“You’re what?! How many times do we have to tell you when you answer you need to speak clearly!” My mother fumed,

“I said I was sorry,” I answered,

“For?” My father asked,

“For running off without telling anyone where I was going. For mumbling. For not being the perfect daughter you want me to be. For being a stupid, worthless, girl. That you wasted your money and time on me. For everything,” I answered, my bottom lip jutting out.

“Go to your room, you’re not eating tonight. Not after that stunt you pulled,” my mother answered.

Walking upstairs, I saw Elaine and Eliza looking at me.

“What’s wrong baby sister?” Elaine asked, pouting, “did your boyfriend break your heart?”

“Elaine stop it,” Eliza said,

“Why? She finally got what she deserved. You better remember this little sister. You are nothing but a pawn in my book. Whatever you want, it all belongs to me, got it? Me or your sister.” She sneered, soon walking back to her room. Laying down on my bed I let the rain drops fall again.

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Waking up the next morning, I felt dread creep up as I realized I had school today which meant having to see Jaejoong.

Getting ready, I put on a hoodie with baggy sweatpants, not caring about my look. Quickly putting my hair up into a messy bun I walked downstairs, my parents were saying bye to my older sisters. Walking up to my bus stop, I saw Elaine and Eliza go inside Elaine’s car.

Beeping at me, I ignored her by putting one of my earbuds in.

Rolling her eyes, she drove off. When the bus finally arrived, I walked all the way to the back. Looking down at my phone I saw a new number.

“Hey! This is Hoseok. I’m sorry that you feel that way. I know we just meet but not everyone is bad. You just gotta find the right people. Hopefully the universe will be nice to you today and let me be by your side.”

Smiling at the text, I closed my eyes, finally having a peaceful nap without seeing dreadful nightmares play behind closed eyes.

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Finally reaching the school, I saw Allen talk to Elaine, locking eyes with me, he looked back at Elaine and continued their conversation. Tearing up, I continued walking, reaching my locker I grabbed my books out.

Turning around, I shrieked as there stood Allen glooming over me.

“We need to talk,” he gruffed, pulling me with him as he took me upstairs to the rooftop.

“What happened?” He asked,

“What do you mean?” I asked,

“(Y/n)... don’t play dumb with me, what happened?!” He asked.

“I thought we weren’t friends anymore. Besides, if I told you I doubt you’ll believe me.” I quipped.

“Try me.”

“Elaine and Eliza both slept with Jaejoong,” I blurted.

“Bull,” he denied.

“Bull? Bull? You don’t believe me?! Oh my god. Oh my god. I’m so dumb. I’m an idiot,” I laughed, I can’t believe I thought that Allen would believe me. The only reason why I’m friends with him is because he’s dating Elaine and I actually thought that he would believe me over her.

“What’s wrong?” He asked,

“Nothing. Just go back to your girlfriend who can do no wrong. I mean she’s a saint, right? Oh yes. The holiest person who can never do any harm. The sweetest thing. How dare I accuse her of something like that,” I snarled, walking back downstairs.

“Wait (y/n)!” Allen called out,

“I don’t want to hear it Al! Maybe this is for the best! Au revoir,” I said, missing the way he flinched knowing it was a personal attack on him and his dad who left them. Pushing the door open I walked to my first class.

~~~~~

There really was no point in me trying to hide from Jaejoong. He was already on the prowl, flirting with girl, as she giggled at whatever he said and put her chest out more, to make her look more appealing to him.

Glaring at the duo, I looked back at the board, finishing up the last assignment before the bell finally rang.

Walking out the room, I accidentally bumped into a boy with silver hair, apologizing he told me it’s alright as he ran to his group of friends. Looking over at the group I heard the boy giggle happily, a squeak at the end as he leaned against one of the boys with a boxy smile. Another boy who was making the group surrounding him was doing a funny dance. Soon laughing with them, a cute bunny smile spread across his face.

Smiling at the boys, I locked eyes with Hoseok, freezing up, I saw him tell the boys something as he started to walk over to me, quickly moving, I felt him grab my arm.

“Hey (y/n), wasn’t?” He smiled,

“This is embarrassing,” I whined.

Laughing, he tilted up my head, “don’t let it bother you, maybe this is a sign of good luck,” he smiled. Smiling back at him, I turned around only to feel a sense of dread as both my sister’s looked at me.

“No way Hoseok, you know my sister?” Elaine asked,

“Your sister? Oh! What a pleasant surprise!” Hoseok smiled. Smiling back, I soon gave an excuse to leave and went to my locker, deciding it was time for me to leave.

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{2 months later}

Elaine still taunted me about Jaejoong as she heard he got into another relationship. This one lasting way longer than when he was with me. What makes it worse is that it was with one of my ex-friends.

Not to mention, I’ve been seeing Hoseok more now as Elaine has been inviting him over a lot. However, Allen has been getting more aggravated by it. Sometimes showing up and asking where Elaine is. To make matters worse, if I open the door he will wait until someone shows up instead.

Accepting the fact that our friendship is officially over, I soon heard yelling coming over from the front porch. Opening up my door, I listened closely to the conversation at hand.

“What do you mean we’re breaking up?” Allen asked, “What did I do? What can I do? I’ll fix this. Come on El. Don’t do this,” he pleaded.

“Sorry Al. I just don’t want you anymore. It happened to all of us. We lose the love. Besides, Hoseok treats me way better than you,” she claimed,

“You’re cheating on me?!” He asked.

Only for Elaine to giggle, “oh sweetie no. I’m just saying he’s a sweetheart and treats me way better than you. Aka leave,” she hissed.

Feeling my heart break for Allen. I quickly went back to my room, I went to grab my phone to text Allen but decided to give him time. Even though we haven't talked and I did basically end it, I didn’t want to lose him. Even though he didn’t quite have a good reputation as there are many rumors going around that he’s in a gang, he’s a sweetheart, at times. He honestly is like a brother, even though he does make some annoying comments here and there, he will definitely make you smile, laugh, and forget what was bothering you in the first place.

Hearing Elaine walk back up, I grabbed my phone seeing Hoseok’s contact, clicking the call button he immediately answered on the first ring.

“Hey sweetie! What’s up?” He asked,

“Can- can we talk?”

———————

“So your sister’s... they... why would they do that?” He asked,

“I-I don’t know but you- you like Elaine and I just- I don’t want you to get hurt,” I whimpered,

“I- I do... I believe you though,” Hoseok replied,

“Okay. I don’t think she’ll do that as long as I just don’t have a boyfriend or whatever but I’m not sure. She- she’s odd. Just be careful and don’t- just keep quiet about this please,” I told him.

“Where are you going?” Hobi asked,

“Back home. I’ll see you later, be safe,” I called out, running back home.

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“You- that’s terrible,” Jimin replied,

“Yeah... but it’s in the past,” she smiled, tears welling up. “Hey why don’t we head up? The stars look beautiful tonight. It’ll be relaxing,” I told him, getting up only for him to grab me back down.

Straddling him yet again, I couldn’t help but chuckle, “seriously we keep on landing like this,” I giggled.

“Who’s fault is that?” Jimin asked.

Looking down at him, I felt my heart race, he was handsome. Staring at him, I began to look at all his features until I landed on his plump lips, wanting to kiss them, they looked so delectable.

Feeling the mood shift, I leaned closer, as if there was a magnetic pull. Getting closer, I looked up seeing he was staring at my lips as well, slowly leaning closer.

“Hey guys do you- oh my god! I’m so sorry. I um I’ll just go,” Jungkook said, walking away. Jumping away from Jimin, we both sat up, looking away from him.

“So the stars?” He asked,

“R-right... Yeah the stars... I- um I think I should go, it’s getting late,” I replied,

“I’ll take you,”

“No it’s alright I’ll walk.”

“(Y/n), I’m the one who drove you, let me take you back,” Jimin whined.

“I- um- okay,” I let out, cheeks rosy red at what was about to happen. This isn’t exactly good. If Elaine or Eliza finds out they’ll definitely have my head, I thought. Getting up and saying bye to everyone.

“Hey, don’t forget to text me, I wouldn’t mind getting away from Kook,” Bianca offered, hearing a offended ‘hey!’ as she giggled at Jungkook’s pout.

“Okay, I’ll probably head over soon!” I told her, feeling anxious to leave, the feeling of going home taking over.

~~~~~

In the car, Jimin looked over. “So how did you and Al get back together? You never did say,” he asked.

“Oh, right,” I chuckled nervously.

“I decided to head back, it wasn’t exactly the best, he wasn’t eating, his hair was matted and he had dark circles, I think I saw Bianca but I wasn’t exactly sure because she wasn’t out that much. When he saw me he closed the door on me. I kept on pounding on his door, Matt finally opened it and saw me. He wasn’t exactly happy, he thought I knew that she’ll do something like that, but I promised him that I didn’t. I had no clue. Finally letting me in, I went over to Allen and apologized. I told him he was right and that when I heard Elaine’s break up I wanted to hold him and hug him. Tell him everything is alright, but that’s a lie. He was hurt, she hurt him. He cried, he allowed me to see a much more vulnerable side of him and he held me. Begged me to stay, that he missed me so much and that he wish it was me who he fell in love with. I couldn’t help but laugh telling him that he’ll be nothing but a brother so he better keep his feelings in check. He chuckled and I smiled, happy to know I made him feel a bit better. We stayed like that all night. I stayed in his arms until we fell asleep, Matt came over and woke me up, telling me that I can stay but to at least get comfy. I stayed over a lot at Al’s, making sure he showered and ate. When he finally was better, I finally went back home but he told me I can always stay longer. He didn’t mind, and then offered that I sleep with him,” I glared, making Jimin choke on his spit at the last sentence.

“He did what?!” He asked.

Laughing at his reaction, I tried to explain he meant it in a friendly manner, but I used to always get flustered by the innuendo.

“Don’t get me wrong, he still offers but I don’t get as flustered as I used too,” I smiled, seeing him pull up at Al’s, I looked over at him.

“I didn’t know if you meant your sister’s house or if you meant Al’s... I just figured you me-“

Stopping him, I pressed my lips against his, pulling away quickly, I realized what I did, cheeks blazing red, I tried to get out, only for Jimin to pull my face back, kissing me again.

Letting out a quiet moan, I took of my seat belt, crawling over to him. Straddling his hips, I felt his hands wrap around my waist pulling me flush against his chest.

Pulling back, I saw his eyes we're half-lidded, staring back at me. He pulled me back into another heated kiss, tangling my hands in his orange hair, I nibbled on his plump lip, tearing a groan from his throat.

"God, why did you dye it orange? I've been wanting to do this," I groaned, pressing my lips against his yet again.

“So you mean my hair had the intended effect to get you to fall for my charms?” He grinned, glowering at his cocky statement, he pulled me back into a kiss, not noticing the headlights that pulled up at the driveway.

Hearing a knock on the door, I looked away only to see a grin at Allen, Bianca right next to him with a smug grin. Feeling my cheeks blaze red, I got off of Jimin and exited the car. Deciding that a walk home would be good.

"Wait (y/n)! Why are you leaving so soon?” Allen asked,

“I-I just... that was so... and-“ groaning in frustration, his face became stoic.

“Don’t tell me your afraid,” he groaned.

“Okay then I won’t,” I snapped, pouting as he stomped his foot like a child, “really? Why? Come on (y/n), you can’t keep hiding from your feelings. There’s going to be a time when you run out of breath.” Allen scolded.

“I- I just- I can’t,” I mumbled, “I’m sorry.”

“To who?”

“To all of you, especially Jimin. Tell him I said thank you,” I called out,

“For what?!” He yelled back,

“For letting me have a glimpse of happiness.” I replied, running back home, feeling droplets begin to fall down.

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