#tomorrow by together x gn! reader

[incogrio]

omg I loved your soobin fic btw! I was wondering can you do ot5 txt being jealous/protective of the reader?

ot5 - jealousy, jealousy

pairing: ot5 x reader (separately)

genre: fluff, bit of smut and angst

synopsis: how the members show jealousy!

warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, smut, anger etc!

a/n: thank you so much for the request!! hope u enjoy!! this isn’t proof read don’t kill me pls!!

yeonjun:

i feel as though yeonjun would show his jealousy in a more whiney manner

like, he wouldn’t outright say anything to you or the person making him jealous in the moment

i imagine you’re also an idol, maybe even in txt and an interviewer makes comments about your appearance and how you’re the most desirable of the group

yeonjun, being ever professional simply smiles and laughs

lingers behind you as you reject the guy once the cameras are off

but after… he’ll come to you like a big baby all like

“he flirted with you right in front of meeeee..!!” he’d whine out with a slight high pitched tone as he tucked his head into your neck

“i rejected him, i only want you jjunie,” you’d reassure

only for him to respond with, “but i was right thereeeee!!! don’t i look boyfriend enough!!!!” and his perfect lips would form a perfect pout and you couldn’t resist but to kiss his sad face away :(

that would most likely lead to him smiling against your lips and the craziest sex ever.. like full on

“bet he has a smaller dick than me, huh? bet he couldn’t make you drool the way i do. he wishes he could see you like this doesn’t he? too bad only i can see you all disheveled.. only me, right baby? just daddy right?”

yes jjunie has a daddy kink argue with the WALL.

as for what made him jealous, i think he’s a little crazy and would be annoyed when someone so much as looks at you for too long

he would never blame you or your outfit, simply the pervs who wish they could have you

thinks it’s funny whenever you’re jealous, doesn’t really see that he’s just as hot as you

also finds it crazy that you’d think he’d want anyone else

just remind him that you only want him and kiss his pouty lips and maybe give him a blowjob and he’ll be fine…

until you do promotions again

soobin:

sigh… loser soobie doobie.

i feel like soobie would be annoyed by it if anything

also VERY passive aggressive

let’s say you’re in a library, looking at a book that you might want

a rando comes up mansplaining the novel you’re holding and soobin comes up behind you like 😒🤨

FR LOOKS AT HIM WITH SUCH DISGUST.

yall know that clip of him during that live where he’s looking at the members w that disgusted look? yeah that’s him rn

the guy reaches forward to touch your arm all like “i just think this book might be too complicated for you”

ha. ha ha. soobin pulls you back into his chest before the guy can touch you and looks at him so angrily. “they’re fine. they can pick their own book.” he says it with such an eerily calm tone despite his aggressive gum chewing and fingertips digging slightly into your waist.

mf just gives an awkward smile, raises his hands in surrender and walks away

soobin literally mutters “pussy” under his breath LMFAO

he doesn’t really say much after that, only keeping a hand on you till you get to the car

“bunny, do you think i should read this book or this one first?” you ask, lifting up both books as he pulls out of the parking lot.

he rolls his eyes slightly, driving (hotly) and looking only at the road before saying: “dunno. ask your new book expert boyfriend.”

you literally have to stifle your laugh. for soobie, he’s a sucker for your cuteness

soooo u just pout at him cutely and rest your elbow on the console and your head in your hand

“don’t be mad bunny… only want you :(“

he does that thing where he smiles and pokes his tongue to his cheek in faux annoyance (i’m horny)

just smiles and shakes his head, reaching to you and holding your thigh tightly, you rest your hand on his

he may seem all tough right now, but don’t worry soon you’ll have him tied up and whimpering after making him cum over and over to make sure he knows his worth 💋

tbh seems like the type to bring it up randomly too LMFAOO

beomgyu:

beomgyu… hehehe

i imagine this to happen outside of a food truck

he’s waiting w you, probably talking to you about something stupid and you suddenly get a poke on the shoulder

you turn around, and beomgyu looks with you and sees a guy

as you’re rejecting the guy, gyu is literally snickering and giggling to himself

you are so embarrassed by him this mf is literally cackling

you’d think there was a witch behind you

the guy is definitely STILL in earshot as he walks away dejectedly, and beomgyu immediately giggling and smoothly tugging you to be in his arms

“did you see his face???? he thought he had a chance w you???!!! my girl?? yahhhgh!!! he’s soooo stupid!” he says all loudly and dramatically. he has that little smirk on his face as he says this, but has his arms tightly around you as though the guy would come and kidnap you

you see behind the facade, simply reaching up and pressing a kiss to his lips. “only want you,” you mutter, and he hums and smiles against your lips

“ahhh i knowww!! that’s why it’s so funny!”

he’d rather die than admit insecurity in the middle of a goddamn food truck line.

probably doesn’t talk about it until it’s late at night and you’re cuddled in bed

he might even start crying :(

for gyu, i don’t see sex being a good reassurance thing for him

i think he’d prefer to just sit with you, watching a bad movie and making fun of it together

randomly kissing you and every time you know what he wants to hear: “only want you, bear”

if you were to fuck, he’d deffo want to eat you out

“only i can taste this pussy, only your bear,” he’d grumble as you twist his long hair in your fingers, tugging him closer to your sopping cunt

taehyun:

mickey mouse voice: oh boy!

if you think you’re getting any other reaction other than silence, you’re WRONG.

hmmm let’s say you’re at the gym, watching him work out bc wow free show

at one point he walks away to grab weights from the other side of the gym and you wait for him to come back

suddenly, a sweaty yucky man is getting closer to you, and oh wow look he’s staring at you

as taehyun turns around, he sees you talking to him but doesn’t really mind because he knows you’re his

but then he gets closer and hears the guy complimenting your body… he just pauses for a second, making brief eye contact w you and continuing to set up his little work out thing (i don’t work out can u tell)

he knows you’ll tell the guy why you’re actually here

“so… why don’t we go grab protein shakes after you finish working out?” you wanted to scream. you were wearing jeans. WHO WORKS OUT IN JEANS?? you hadn’t touched a single machine and you hate protein shakes. is this guy a dunce.

“oh no thank you, i’m here to watch my boyfriend. he’s right there,” you point at tae, who is now bench pressing over 100 pounds and woah.. hehe

yeah no the guy could not have left faster. tae still doesn’t say anything.

you keep watching him, now sitting on the floor until he gets up from the bench and sits in front of you

before you can ask, he gestures for you to hold his feet and starts doing sit ups

except, after the first one, he starts puckering his lips when he sits up

oh!

sit up after sit up, he kisses you as he comes back up

he literally did over one hundred and you were drunk on him by the time he finished

his way of staking his claim i suppose… probably made sure that the guy was watching too

tbh… that’s all the reaction you’re gonna get

after, you ask why he didn’t say anything and he just shrugs and is like, “i know you’re mine. and you know i’m yours. i don’t need to prove anything.”

then you’re like, “so why did you do the sit up thing”

“i was horny.” you literally choke on your smoothie

when you guys get home he definitely fucks you but not super roughly or anything… super romantically actually

his thought process, conscious or not, is: you could go out and fuck someone and they’d do it emotionlessly. he’s going to fuck you like you built the very universe your souls found each other in. (you did)

huening kai:

just a warning… he’s my bias so this might be a little crazy

you’re in a grocery store, he seems like one of those cringy bfs who’s steer the cart but have you in between him and the cart

i want him.

every few moments he’d press a kiss to your hair or simply lean down and have his face near yours until you got the hint

his chest is against your back… his huge broad chest… i’m ill.

OKAY LET ME GET TO THE ACTUAL JEALOUSY PART

okay so you guys stopped to look at the cereal because you wanted to get the one w his face

as you’re looking, hueningie squats down and checks the very bottom shelf

and thus, the worker that goes up to you does not see him

“hey! you need any help over here?” you look over, pointing to yourself in silent question. the guy nods. kai is immediately tuned into the convo as he pretends to look for more cereal

“hm? oh no! we’re good, just looking for a specific cereal,” you remain vague as to not reveal kai’s identity.

lol imagine you’re like “yeah my bf has a cereal w his face on it! yeah my bf who’s a famous idol!” LMFAOO

the guy nods, and you think the convo is over so you keep looking for cereal as you reach down and pet kai’s hair absentmindedly. you don’t know how reassuring it is to him.

“okay well… i just saw you and thought you were so super cute. like.. how do you not have a boyfriend?”

“i do actually,” you respond without evening looking at him. you tug kai’s hair, silently telling him to make himself known. he gets up, all six feet and muscles wearing a fitted top so you could see all of his strength and hard work as an idol.

“they’re not here,” he says plainly, without the usual sweet tone he’d give you. he also doesn’t even look at the worker.

the guy doesn’t even have enough time to apologize before kai’s leading you and the cart elsewhere. he gets quiet, but a different quiet to the other members. a sad one.

the moment you get home, he breaks down

he sobs, barely able to get out the fact that he doesn’t understand why you’re with him, why you wouldn’t want someone w a normal life, someone who’s more attractive (no such thing), someone who could love you publically

oh my baby :(((((

you pull him into a hug, his head ducking to be hidden in your neck, reassuring him quietly.

“huening… i promise you, you are the most attractive man on earth to me.” you say sternly, “the universe, even. it pains me that you can’t see that. i don’t want anyone else, just you, hyuka. and i love you enough to endure the fact that you can’t be public with us.”

he’s just whining now, not responding. he’s holding you so tightly that you’d think you’d turn into thin air.

after a lot of cuddles with his plushies, he’s okay :)

but then his members come home and see the tear stains on his face

they don’t know what happened and call him a baby and make a bunch of maknae jokes

yeah that’s the last straw. he takes you to his room and shoves you onto the bed (makes sure that not only are you comfy, but also that all his plushies are turned away)

he fucks you until you’ve both cum at least 4 times, and he’s borderline shooting blanks.

he’s moaning so loud, hips are shaking as he keeps pumping into you, filling you up

you’re even louder, legs shaking and hands pushing against his stomach in a faux plead for him to stop

every so often, he’d say something like, “not a fucking baby,” oh negative kai i want you.

“could a baby maknae fuck you like this? oh fuck honey, clench me like that. could that guy at the store make you shake like this? hm?

OH BROTHER!!

yeah neither of you can walk after that. and the members for SURE heard your moans and are now never calling him a baby ever again

unless he does aegyo bc come ON he’s baby then

probably becomes an inside joke between you guys

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MIND ME | HC

txt ot5 (separately) x gn!reader

reacting to reader with dark/trauma humor + implied past suicidal tendencies + implied past trauma + coping with humor + therapy sessions + idol au! + implied eating disorders

a/n: literally fair warning, if you can’t handle it, move on. this is fiction but with real life tendencies.

—HUENING KAI

one day you had to do your therapy session over the phone due to your busy schedule. kai had come in to sit with you as your session was close to an end. the basic “see you next time, call me if you need to chat or have questions” thing goes on and then you hang up.

he’s comfortable in your bed, you crawl in to cuddle with him.

“anything new?” he asks, he’s always so caring, so tender.

“nah.” then you pause, smiling.

“what is it?” he asks, “why are you smiling?”

you shake your head, “just remembered this joke i made to my therapist.”

“a joke?” he asks, curious.

you watch him, smiling at the mess of his hair. “so like, i use to self harm-“ his eyes widen a bit, yet he quickly fixes his expression, “-and so she asked if i still do it and i joked and said ‘no i have alcohol now’…” you sigh, “she didn’t laugh.”

and you bust out laughing when kai purses his lips, unsure if he should cry or find it funny either.

“y/n!”

“kai! i don’t drink! be for real!” you cackle as your cuddle him, easing his worries.

—CHOI BEOMGYU

“y/n, do you want to stay with me and keep practicing?”

“what? you’re saying i suck and need to keep practicing?”

beomgyu gasps, “no! what? i just- well the step we keep messing up! we should practice it!”

“so you’re saying i’m bad at it and you’re covering it by saying we both do? great, another thing i’m bad at.”

“what’s the other thing you’re supposedly bad at!” he argues, smiling at you.

“oh it’s a long list,” you say with a grin.

“as if.”

“no for real,” you pick up your water bottle, back facing his, “killing myself is number one. apparently i’m bad at it.” you shake your head before pausing.

“what?”

“i’m joking,” you say quickly, seeing the worry in his eyes. “beomgyu.”

“ah…” he just watches you, messing with his water bottle. “am i allowed to laugh when you joke like that?”

“if you want, i don’t care. would be preferable.” you pat his back, “let’s practice yeah?”

—KANG TAEHYUN

you were watching people getting their bones popped. it’s crazy what areas can be popped to soothe the body. yet you and taehyun were cringing and laughing.

“oh- ah!” taehyun flinches, watching how they popped someone’s neck.

“dude maybe i should go get my neck snapped.”

“don’t you mean popped?” he asks, smiling at your silliness.

you shake your head, “no. i mean snapped.”

taehyun rolls his eyes, “you wanna die or something?”

“always have.” and you get a smack on the arm, to which you laugh at. he knows your joking, and that makes you feel warm.

—CHOI SOOBIN

literally you love food. sadly the industry makes you develop a decently bad relationship with it sometimes. so, one day you’re eating sweet bread and go- “shit, i’m supposed to be on a diet for our comeback.”

“huh? why?” soobin frowns. “wait, really?”

“it’s okay, i’ll just starve until then, it’ll be like this never happened.”

“y/n, what?”

you glance at him while chewing, “what?”

“why the hell would you starve?” he eyes you, “wait, what does your diet consist of then?”

“coffee and antidepressants.” you joke.

“funny.”

“i know.”

—CHOI YEONJUN

it’s a task. literally, all of you are on a reality show and you have to fill out a questionnaire or something. you’re thinking on this question.

“what’s wrong?” yeonjun asks you while beomgyu and soobin make ruckus about what their answers are.

“i’m not sure what to put.”

“y/n, it’s basic questions.”

“that’s what my therapist said and then i was diagnosed a bunch of stuff.”

“the question is literally what’s your favorite childhood memory?”

“so about that, i don’t remember cus apparently — fun fact, when you experience some sort of trauma as a kid your mind blocks any memory during that age and time. i don’t remember shit,” you whisper. “what am i supposed to put? that my mom beat me with a spoon until i finished my homework?”

he stares at you, unsure what to do with that bomb drop. he knows you cope with humor, hence, “steal one of mine then.”

“bet.”

[nicngyu]

smau ; right place, wrong person.

twenty-six. who did you roll into

pairing ; idol!beomgyu x gn!reader

summary ; in which a failed proposal at a txt send-off leads y/n to beomgyu, who can’t help but meddle a little bit.

author's note ; double update today because i have not been posting sorry y’all 😟 / new arc is starting and its super dumb🙏

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[ithinkabouttzu]

hii! can i pls request txt reaction when u fall asleep on another member :P

Hi yes ofc thank you for requesting!

Txt reaction to you falling asleep on another member

Genre: Romance, fluff, with a pinch of angst

Warnings: none, a little bit of jealousy

Description: the Txt members reaction to their s/o (you) falling asleep on another member.

Yeonjun

- Honestly depends what his reaction is, i guess what the scenario is for him

- overall tries not to get jealous but fails

- Sees that you’re so tired so he understands that you fell asleep on someone else

- But honestly still wishes you fell asleep on him instead LOL

- Will pick you up and take you to his room to sleep there

- Kisses your forehead before just letting you fall asleep on his bed

Soobin

- Thinks it’s cute tbh

- Isnt really jealous by it, he knows you love him and you were tired that’s all

- Def takes a picture of you sleeping 😭

- Asks the other member if it’s okay where you’re at, if not he’ll pick you up and take you to his bed to sleep in

- Makes sure to get a blanket for you and the other member, and when he pulls it up he accidentally wakes you

- He feels so bad until he just sees your sleepy smile and you tell him that you guys should go back to his room

Beomgyu

- Pouty face LOL

- Tries to not be offended by it but honestly who’s shoulders are best to fall asleep on other than his??

- Just looking at the other guy like, “who do you think you are?” especially if it’s yeonjun LOL

- Makes the other guy get up and switch spots with him so it’s you he is sleeping on 😭

- kisses your cheek and makes sure you’re comfortable

- Snuggles into you and probably falls asleep too

Taehyun

- Thinks you look so cute xx

- If he sees you tired, he wouldn’t really mind if you fell asleep on the other guys, unless one of them was flirting with you beforehand (then that’s another story LOL)

- I think he would pick you up (with his strong muscles ofc) and would move you over to him

- Would kiss you and stroke your hair 🥹

- If you’d woke up from him picking you up he would kiss you back to sleep (Aahh)

- would take a photo of you while you’re sleeping bc you just look so peaceful

Huening Kai

- Will ask the guy you’re sleeping on if you’re alright where you’re at

- Is a little jealous you’re sleeping on another guy but tries to dismiss it

- If he sees the other guy rubbing your hair or something he’s probably gonna get a little upset

- will just sit with his arms crossed up and death stare to the guy (even if it’s a cute death stare)

- After a while he’ll try to come over there and wake you up, just so he can see if you want to go sleep in his bed instead

- He’ll make sure to give you extra snuggles after it all though <333

Hi honey thank you so much for your request! sorry if it was a bit short 😭 but make sure to request again if you have any ideas!

[mybl--dyvalentine]

With You જ⁀➴ Taehyun

✮ bf! taehyun x gn! reader

✮ Summary: You and Taehyun bake a cake together for your birthday and it's super cute!

✮ Genre: Fluff

✮ Word Count: 805

✮ Author's Note: I'm back! With minimal effort, I managed to write something for once. please enjoy.

The sound of your doorbell fills the empty hallway, alerting you that someone's at your door. You quickly set your phone down on the counter and make your way towards the door. The person rings your doorbell again.

"Coming!" You say as you rush towards the door.

You open the door to see your boyfriend, Taehyun. He’s carrying a grocery bag filled to the brim and a big smile plastered on his face.

“Hi babe, Happy Birthday!” He says.

“Hi, thank you so much!” You say back.

He somehow smiles even more and takes a couple steps inside before taking off his shoes. The two of you go to the kitchen, and Taehyun sets down the grocery bag on the counter.

“Do you want to bake the cake now or later?” He asks.

You take a moment to think and then say, “Let’s do it now.”

---

A chocolatey scent spread throughout the house as the two of you prepared the ingredients for the cake. You were in charge of mixing, and Taehyun was in charge of measuring. While you were mixing the wet ingredients, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Huh?" You look over your shoulder to see Taehyun holding a bowl of dry ingredients.

He taps your nose and smiles, "I've got all of the dry stuff measured out. I'll slowly add it in while you mix."

You nod your head and turn back to face the bowl. Once he added all of the dry ingredients, the batter actually looked like batter. After a while, you decided that you were done mixing and walk over to Taehyun with the bowl.

"Is this good enough?" You say as you present the bowl to him.

He stops buttering the cake pan and looks up. "Perfect, as always. You can add it in."

He takes the bowl out of your hands and raises it above the pan. You take a spatula and slowly push the batter into the pan.

"You know, you look so cute when you're concentrating on something," he says.

Your face flushes as you take in the compliment, and he laughs at his ability to make you turn red. He always compliments you, but each time it feels like 1000 butterflies appear in your stomach.

"shut up..." you say as you look away.

As his laughter calms down, he says, "Babe, you need to look at where the batter is going still!"

You finish pushing the batter into the pan and set the bowl down to level the batter with the spatula. Taehyun taps the pan onto the counter a couple times and then puts it in the oven.

"And now we wait for 30 minutes," he says as he closes the oven door.

"What should we do in the meantime?" You ask.

"Hmmm.. I don't know... maybe... this?" He grabs your face and pulls it towards his, connecting the two.

"mmph!" Your hands raise in protest but stop halfway.

His hands rest on your waist and yours on his shoulders. The kiss lingers for quite a while until he breaks it off.

"We can't possibly kiss for the next 30 minutes," you say.

He smirks and says, "Oh, but I want to."

You put your hand on his chest to push him away, but it proves to be futile due to his strength. He manages to land a few more kisses until the sound of the oven alarm blares in your ears.

"Ugh, Just as I was about to get another one," Taehyun says while letting go of you.

You silently praise the alarm as you walk over to the oven to see the cake. It looks perfectly cooked, and you take a toothpick and stab it just to make sure it's edible. After verifying it was, Taehyun takes the pan and taps the cake out of it onto a plate. The two of you decorate the cake so that it looks like the birthday jelly cat.

"I think we did a pretty good job re-creating the jelly cat," he says while taking a step back.

You look at the cake and say, "I think so too."

Taehyun takes a candle and places it right in the middle of the cake. He picks up the cake and moves it to the dining table and motions you over.

"Come on, let's finally do your birthday wish," he says.

You make your way over to the seat closest to the cake. Taehyun dims the lights and starts to sing Happy Birthday to you.

"Now... make a wish!"

You blow the candle and close your eyes, wishing for the rest of your life to be with Taehyun. You slowly open your eyes and see Taehyun looking at you expectantly.

"What did you wish for, babe?" He asks.

"It's a secret," you respond while smiling.

[sweetiehyuka]

Sweet Creature - Choi Yeonjun

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Warnings - sub!yeonjun, gn!reader, dom!reader, sex in the forest/in a field, reader misleads yeonjun a little, light degrading, dacryphillia, penetration without protection mentioned overstimulation, pet names, fluffy ending

wc - 2k

Note - i couldn't resist my beautiful pixie boy in the daydream teaser <3 listen to ceilings by beabadoobee whilst reading this i promise it will be even better if you do

♡

This forest was like your home. Your feet knew this soil better than they knew any tile or carpet, and your skin knew this sunlight better than any artificial lamp or lightbulb. You were familiar with every tree, every flower, every little creature that lived here too.

As you wandered, the smell of dry grass filling your nostrils, you came across a creature that’s rare to spot here. Another human. A boy, to be exact.

When you found him, he was sitting in a patch of grass with his back turned away from you, eyes shut and head tilted up towards the sky. His torso was bare and his blue jeans sat low on his hips, allowing you to eye the curve of his hips and the line of his body perfectly. His skin was tan and looked impossibly soft. Maybe it was just beads of sweat, but you swear you could see specs of glitter sprinkles across his neck and back. He looked delectable.

This happens often. Pretty boys come wandering in here, not realising exactly how big the forest is, and not realising that there’s another, very hungry, person waiting to whisk them away and show them heaven.

As soon as you saw him, you wanted to have him. And have him you would.

♡

When you step towards him, some leaves crunch beneath your feet, startling the boy. 

You just stand there, still, the sun washing over you like a spotlight. You attempt to look demure and innocent, hoping he would trust you enough to talk to you.

The boy stares right back at you, hair fluttering in the breeze, cat-like eyes narrowed and focused.

“Hello?”

So, he speaks. 

As his lips move, you swear you can see sunlight glide across them, the pink of their plush flesh matching the little spots of sunburn dotted around his t zone.

“Hi,” you reply, edging closer to him, smiling. As he watches your lips curl up into a smile, a hint of confusion flashes over his eyes, making him look even more delicious than before. “are you lost?”

You can see the cogs turning in his head as he decides what to say, and you assume he’s deciding whether to be truthful and say he is, or lie to protect himself. After a few seconds, he responds.

“Yeah, kinda…”

You smile softly, hiding your intentions.

“I know my way around here well. I live nearby, so if you’d like, I can help you get out.”

His eyes light up at your offer, and you have to stop yourself from giggling over how cute he is. You hold your hand out to him and he takes it, looking up at you with a sense of fondness. 

This was gonna be easier than you thought.

♡

For about fourty minutes now, you have been leading Yeonjun through the forest. Unbeknownst to him, you had been leading him deeper and deeper inside rather than towards an exit like you had promised, as you had a certain spot in mind you wanted to take him to. It was a small field of daisies situated in a circle of willow trees ; the thought of him on his back beneath you, pretty face headed by a crown of daisies, blades of grass stuck to his soft skin, lit your stomach afire and made your desires grow stronger.

The journey had been mostly made in silence, only a few sentences of small talk and queries about directions struck up now and then. You tried to keep walking one or two steps behind him so you could admire him as he walked.

Finally, you arrive at the field. The boy gasps, tracing his fingers long the leaves of the willow trees as he walks through them, clearly not knowing whether to focus on the beautiful flowers he was walking through or the large, drooping trees that surrounded him.

“Pretty, right?”

He nods, still a little awestruck.

“We can rest here, if you want?” you propose, internally pleading that he’ll take you up on the idea. Without a second thought, he skips out of the shade of the trees and right into the middle of the small field, smiling back at you and holding his arms out . You have the urge to skip too, but you still want to keep up your facade of purity, so you decide to traipse over, wearing a shy smile on your face.

You both take a seat in the grass, and you can’t help but to stare at his lips, only now just noticing exactly how plush and kissable they look…

You can’t wait any longer.

You begin to lean in, parting your lips, but when he flinches away, you immediately pause.

"W-what are you doing?"

Feigning innocence, you shuffle back slightly.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You just look so pretty-"

"You don't even know my name..."

You cock your head back slightly.

"I don't need to know your name to want to kiss you, angel."

A blush creeps onto his face at your sudden shift in confidence. He can’t hide that you’re exciting him, so you take the hint that it’s most likely fine to continue trying to seduce him.

"Like it when I call you angel, huh?"

He nods, smiling sheepishly. You kiss him on his red cheek, causing him to hide his face in his hands. He's so cute, you feel like you're gonna explode. 

When he looks back up at you, something in the atmosphere shifts. The giddiness in his eyes turns into some kind of longing as they look up and down the line of your body, staying on your lips for a beat too long. This time, he moves in to kiss you, and you happily oblige.

♡

For around fifteen minutes, you make out, and it only takes around two minutes until you start feeling at each others bodies. The boy’s desperation is very clear to you ; from his furrowed brows to his little whines to his growing hard on, his body is giving you many signs that he definitely wants you too. 

“Wanna take this a step further?” you whisper, lips brushing against his ear, his hair tickling your cheek. He nods.

“I-I’d like that…”

You giggle at his cuteness, then instruct him to take off his jeans, and that he does.

Nothing even has to be said to the boy ; he just lays down, already submitting to you before you have to instruct him to do anything. Gazing down at him warmly, you move to straddle his tummy, the squish of your thighs against his slender waist feeling heavenly. As you take in the sight beneath you, your breath hitches. This is exactly what you wanted. The dreamy boy’s skin glows in the sun, almost like a heavenly aura, and the daisies above his head are in the shape of a ring, almost like a halo. Angel really was the right nickname to choose for him, because that’s exactly what he is. A pretty little angel.

“You ready, sweetheart?”

The boy nods eagerly, eyes clouded with lust. You pet his soft hair then lift yourself up onto your knees, shuffling back a little bit in the grass so that you’re hovering over his pretty cock.

Of course, you weren’t going to give him what he wanted that easily.

You reach down and take his cock into your hand. You give it a firm squeeze and he whines, just like you wanted. You jerk it slowly, smirking as he babbles under his breath. 

“Don’ tease me, please…” he whispers, but you just shake your head - a wordless sign that you’re gonna do whatever you damn please, and he’s going to take it.

After a few minutes of teasing the boy with slow strokes and harsh squeezes, you finally lower yourself down onto his tip, grinning wickedly as he arches his back and cries out.

"P-please! More!" He yells, his nails digging into the flesh of your hips. You giggle, gaining great satisfaction when he pouts.

"Don' mock me..." he mumbles, blinking back tears.

"How could I resist?" you say, tone laced with venom. "You're too easy to mock."

Before he can open his mouth to retort, you slam down onto his dick with a feral groan, revelling in the way his eyes squeeze shut and his head curls away from you. You pay no mind to the stretch ; the heat of the sun mixed with the burn in your groin makes you even hornier than you were before. On top of that, the boy looks even prettier than before with tears clumping his long, pretty lashes together. Not hesitating for a second, you grab his face and turn it towards you.

"Look at me,"

The boy whines, not opening his eyes. You grip his cheeks tighter, pushing his lips out into a pout and bringing his blood to the surface of his skin.

"I said look at me, slut."

At the insult, his eyes fly open, and you feel his dick twitch inside you. Chuckling, you let his face go, and his mouth falls open in a silent gasp.

He's about to say something, but then, without warning, you start moving your hips. And fast, too. As expected, he mewls, arms spasming and legs kicking. Between moans, you laugh. He's so fucking pathetic, and pathetic boys are so damn hot. You grind faster, placing your hands on his torso, running them over the expanse of his chest and the pudge of his tummy. As expected, his skin is the softest you’ve ever touched ; you feel like if you prodded it hard enough it would just tear, and the thought of this beautiful boy bruised and broken through the means of your fingertips makes you rut harder, moaning deep and loud. 

♡

Needless to say, you didn’t go easy on the poor boy. By the time you were done with him, he was panting on his back, near passing out from overstimulation and most likely also heat exhaustion.

Now, he was laying in your arms, cuddled into you. The two of you enjoyed your post-orgasm glow in silence, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature, the heat of the sun, and the warmth of each other's bodies.

After fucking him, you had plucked a few daisies and woven them through his soft-but-sweaty locks, so now you were twirling the petals between your fingers, careful to be gentle so you didn’t accidentally pull a hair and hurt him.

“You’re not just gonna leave me here, are you?” he mumbles. He doesn’t sound too worried ; for some reason, he really does seem to trust you. How adorable.

Usually, you really would just… leave them there. Sometimes you wouldn’t even make the boys cum, you’d just chase your own high then leave them empty handed. But this boy was different. You couldn’t put your finger on why. He just was.

After kissing him on his forehead, you respond,

“No, little angel.” you press another kiss to his forehead. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

“Yay,” he whispers, a hint of giddiness in his voice. Smiling, you squish your cheek into his forehead, the sound of his lazy giggles making your heart warm. 

Maybe, just maybe, you wanna keep this one.

♡

[yawnzbf]

⚝ LIFE SUPPORT

Synopsis- yn sends daily messages to this unknown, inactive number cause of habit, one day all their messages get seen. Even yn is bewildered at what happens next.

Choi beomgyu x gn! Reader

Warnings- cursing(?), humour, mentions of almost death.

Part 1.

[junsite]

its winter 1993 and i fell in love somewhere in the middle of pittsburg.

투바투 최수빈 ༝ gn reader 1.3k college au angst? ༯ cw. alcohol usage, brief mention of physical intimacy, grief?, lmk.

yuyu note 𖡎 this is heavily inspired by the perks of being a wallflower. i hope you enjoy ୨ৎ (recommend listening to homesick by w2e while reading..)

it wasn’t new to you. another new year spent at a full house, every partygoer spilling liquor from their breath while you held your red solo cup. right now you were just trying to make your way through the crowd of sweaty girls looking for their partners, the disgustingly sticky floor, and the musty fragrance that infiltrated your nostrils.

soobin knew you hated parties like this but dragged you along anyway. why invite you when he was going to disappear within the first ten minutes? either way, it wasn’t like you could say no to him. you were his best friend after all, his partner in crime. you couldn’t just leave him unsupervised.

the moment you reached some sort of air circulation, you took a deep breath, plugging in your headphones, fidgeting with the black wire as you took small sips from your cup. your playlist shuffled from the smiths, to joy division, and a mixture of all things you loved.

a sudden tap on your shoulder brought you back down, turning around to see that same dimpled smile you love. his eyes sparkled, messy hair falling perfectly over his forehead. you felt a visible release of tension as you sighed.

“some other people over there are gonna start playing truth or dare,”

you could smell the light scent of liquor on his breath, “wanna go?”

you nodded slowly, grabbing onto his sleeve as you walked through the crowd again. truth or dare was always a timeless game that, even now, two years into college, it followed you. there was already a small clearing formed in the back corner of the lounge.

no matter how much you dreaded the game, you sat down beside soobin on the floor, now meeting some familiar faces. it was a simple game; stick a bottle in the middle, spin it, and whoever it landed on had to pick truth or dare. like always, the game consisted of secretive questions and more physical touch than needed. it wasn’t until the bottle landed on soobin that you truly started paying attention.

“oh uh, t-tr.. no! dare!” he stammered, looking over at jisung, anticipating the worst.

jisung gave you a knowing look, pretending to think intensely. honestly, the only person who couldn’t see your overwhelming crush on soobin was him himself. so what would anyone do to pursue this everlasting love?

“i dare you to.. kiss the prettiest girl here.” jisung smirked, giving you a knowing look.

the words echoed in your head, the world slowing down as you looked over to soobin. you could see the color rising in his cheeks, his eyes darting around nervously. the pushing from the others clearly getting to him. it was like all eyes were on you, expecting him to finally make that first move, then happily ever after. you held your breath, your heart pounding in your chest, hands clammy prepared for his touch. then he turned, his soft lips pressing a tender kiss onto jisu. choi jisu. the choi jisu that wasn’t you. you felt the room tilt, a sharp pain slicing through your chest as if someone had physically struck you.

the cheers died down, the room spinning around you. you forced a chuckle, a brittle sound that cracked at the edges as soobin turned back to you, his face a mask of embarrassment. your vision blurred, tears pricking at your waterline, threatening to fall. you tried to steady your breathing,, looking down at your own interlocked hands, nails digging into each other leaving a sting.

“oh, wow,” someone exclaimed, the voices around you muffled and distant. “that was.. uh.. unexpected.”

three more rounds. you just had to endure three more rounds. but the pain was too raw, too immediate. you couldn’t sit through it anymore. with a shaky breath, you slowly stood up, the room spinning slightly as you did. an uncoordinated speed walk toward the kitchen, the noise of the party fading into the background, despite the heavy bass vibrating the floor beneath you.

you had to lean against the counter to ground yourself, the cool surface calming that burning pit that dug deeper and deeper into your stomach. a few minutes passed, each second feeling like an eternity. the kitchen was a little quieter, the party's noise dulled by the walls, and the lack of people comforting your aching pain. you took a few deep breaths, trying to steady yourself, when you heard footsteps approaching. you didn’t need to open your eyes to know who it was.

“hey,” he mumbled as he walked closer, voice soft and laced with worry, “you okay?”

you forced a smile, opening your eyes to meet his worried gaze. “yeah, i’m fine,” you muttered, the lie tasting bitter on your tongue. you could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the care. it made your heart ache even more.

“why’d you run out like that? the bottle landed on your spot before you left,” he gave you a small smile, likely to try to brighten the mood.

you shook your head, swallowing the lump in your throat. “i’m.. i'm fine. really.” the words felt hollow. “can we just.. can we just go home?”

“yeah.. uh.. yeah, let’s just get out of here.”

the walk back to his car was silent, the cold night air a stark contrast to the mix of heat you had inside. you focused on the crunch of gravel beneath your feet, anything to keep your mind from replaying the scene over and over, the daggering stares that would especially keep you up at night.

you leaned back against the seat, closing your eyes. the quiet hum of the engine as soobin started the car was oddly comforting, the radio buzzing static; he still hadn’t fixed it. the silence between you was heavy but familiar, a shared understanding that words weren’t necessary right now. the street lights flickered past, casting fleeting shadows across soobin’s face. you stole a glance at him, or maybe two, or maybe it was blatant staring at the one you refused to acknowledge belonged to another.

you both sat in the car for a moment longer, the silence wrapping around you like a fragile cocoon as he parked in front of your dorm building. finally, you took a deep breath and opened the door. “goodnight, soobin.”

“goodnight,” he echoed, watching as you stepped out. you gave him a small wave before heading inside, the cool night air a balm to your burning eyes.

you unlocked your door and stepped inside, the quiet of your dorm deafening. leaning against the closed door, you let out a long, shuddering breath. as you slid down to the floor, knees pulled to your chest, you couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. was it really fair to feel this hurt? he hadn’t done anything wrong. but the more you tried to rationalize it, the more the pain seemed to deepen, settling into every corner of your heart.

now, sitting alone in your dorm, the weight of those years pressed down on you. it wasn’t just a crush. it was a love that had been nurtured and grown over a decade. seeing him kiss her wasn’t just a momentary sting; it was the shattering of a thousand unspoken dreams and hopes. you buried your face in your hands, willing the tears to stay at bay. maybe you were overreacting. maybe it wasn’t fair to feel this way. but love wasn’t fair. it was messy and complicated, and it didn’t care about logic or reason. the tears came anyway, silent and relentless. you allowed yourself to cry, to mourn the love that had never had a chance to bloom. you cried for the missed opportunities, the words left unsaid, and the heart that had been laid bare tonight.

han jisung chem

hey im sorry abt tonight i had no clue he would do that look if you need anyone to talk to im here sorry again

read 2:37am

end note 𖡎 english isn't my first language & angst isn't my strong suite so this was really hard to write LOL. please do reblog if you enjoyed tho :p i might make a part 2..........

[incogrio]

h.kai - send off part two ～*° °。｡

pairing: huening kai x fem bodied reader

genre: fluff, angst, SMUT!!

synopsis: a month has gone by since your dreamy encounter with huening kai. and he hasn’t said a word to you.

warnings: sad in the beginning, general smut warnings, eating out, slightly public smut, sub! kai, dom!ish reader, inaccurate depictions of huening kai’s head game

w/c: 2.5k+

a/n: ONE person asked for a part two (yk who u are) and i once again, was possessed by the ningdungie inside me. and kai inside me. so uhhh yeah enjoy pookies.

part one

COMMENTS AND FEEDBACK HEAVILY APPRECIATED!

it had been days since your dreamy encounter with huening kai had burnt itself into your skull. you found yourself giggling when imagining his smile, unable to fall asleep as you awaited his text. but it never came.

on the morning after your meeting with him, you sent him a friendly: “hi!”. you hadn’t expected a response immediately, he is a busy idol after all. but after three days, you had started to grow worried. what if he got in trouble with his staff? did he realize his mistake in trusting you and change his number?

you decided to send another text: “i hope you’re eating and resting well!” radio silence. nothing but your anxiety plaguing your mind. you had fallen for him so quickly, and now every time you’d seek comfort, you’d find yourself thinking about what could have been. your comfort is now your plague, and you sob into your pillow.

a month has gone by. by this point, you’ve accepted his disappearance. you send him messages everyday; treating his number like your personal diary.

“i had ramen today, but the noodles were kind of hard.” [delivered: 12:34 PM]

“i haven’t been able to sleep recently, thinking of you too much.” [delivered: 4:37 AM]

“today a girl complimented my outfit! i was so happy i could barely even say thank you haha!!” [delivered: 6:13 PM]

“i wonder why you gave me this number. was it a prank?” [read: 2:48 AM]

you thought you were hallucinating. you must’ve stayed on that chat for hours, refreshing and refreshing. now you were the one giving him silence.

it made hyuka’s stomach churn. he had been fighting with his members and the staff for the past month, desperately trying to convince them that he was not threatened, that he did not need to change his number, and that he did see a relationship with you. every night, he’d sob as he read your messages. he knew he couldn’t begin a relationship if he would have to break it off, but this hurt more. your constant wondering of his affections, your desperate attempts to get him to say something, anything. it made him want to throw up. he could only imagine the look on your face as he delivered you your thoughts, once more.

but today, today he did it. today they agreed to let him at the very least commune with you online. huening had sprinted to the nearest bathroom, locking himself in and pressing his back to the door, sinking till his butt softly touching the cold tiles under him. he opened your chat, frowning at your most recent text.

“i wonder why you gave me this number. was it a prank?” [delivered: 12:56 AM]

his hands shook as he tapped your contact, turning on read receipts for the first time. he didn’t know when you had seen the change, but he knew that you suddenly gave him a taste of his own medicine. he didn’t know what to say. what to do. his thumbs shook as he typed out a message, before deleting it.

“oh.” [read: 3:01 AM]

he jumps, eyes widening. he quickly types without thinking.

“i promise i can explain. let me meet with you. please.” he responds, to which you see it immediately. on your end, you’re on borderline tears. for a month, all you had wanted to see was his response. his notification. and now that you have it, you didn’t even know what to do with it.

“okay. meet me at the bench where we first exchanged numbers.” [read: 3:02 AM]

“okay! thank you. i’m on my way now!!(*^^*)♡” you rolled your eyes at his kaomoji with a slight smile on your face. you got up slowly, before tugging on the quickest outfit and bursting through your door and down to the lobby of your apartment building.

you deserved an explanation, but you would fold the moment you saw his bright blue hair. you tried your best to discipline yourself as you walked through the slightly humid streets, slowly making your way to the now empty concert venue.

huening types out his speech as he walks, slowly nearing where he had met you. he takes a deep breath as he turns the corner, seeing you sitting on a bench whilst looking around expectantly.

he sneaks up behind you and taps you on the shoulder once more. “hi,” he says, his voice shaking out of nerves.

you turn around, getting a strange sense of deja vu. do not fold, you tell yourself. “hey. so…”

hyuka clears his throat, reaching into his pocket and shakily opening his phone. he reads off the note he wrote, “i-i know you are angry with me. and you have every right to be, but i need to at least explain to you-“

“kai, what are you doing?” he looks up.

“wh- i’m… i wrote it in advance, so i wouldn’t forget anything… i’m.. is that rude?” he asks, reaching up and scratching the back of his neck softly.

you sigh. you reach for his phone and place it back into his pocket, before taking his hand and leading him to sit next to you.

“i agreed to hear you out, kai, not your notes app. please, you do not need to be perfect around me.” you mutter reassuringly, yet sternly.

he feels himself tearing up, his lip wobbling softly. he looks at you as the wind blows your hair softly and the street light illuminates your skin. an angel, he thinks to himself. my angel.

“oh- okay! s-so, i was not ignoring you. i was reading your messages! it’s just that i was sort of fighting with everyone at hybe to convince them that you’re NOT a saesang- not- not that you seem like one it’s just that when an idol gives out their number they tend to think that- that they had to give it away and that was NOT the case and- and so i basically has to convince them to not change my number and it was so fucking hard and i JUST-“

you smile to yourself softly, “kai. kai! take a breath. i’m not going anywhere.” you take a deep breath, and he follows.

“and… and i just got them to agree that you are worth it and…” he looks down at his hands, playing with them. “and i didn’t want to start a relationship with you until i was sure it would work out.” he mutters, his voice becoming warbling more and more by the second. “i’m so sorry-“ he can barely get out, before he breaks into sobs. you immediately hug him, taking his head and tucking it into your neck, cradling him.

“oh hyuks…” you mutter, softly kissing his head. “you hurt me a lot,” you explain, and he whines softly into your neck, “but… i understand. i do. you don’t need to worry. cry if you need to, but not because i’m leaving.” you whisper as passersby begin to look over. a six foot tall broad man being cradled in the arms of someone significantly smaller than him is not a usual sight.

after a few seconds, he softly calms into a sniffle. “i don’t deserve you.” he mutters, playing with the hem of your shirt and staying at his position of being wrapped around you.

you hum, “you don’t know how many people disagree with you.”

he untucks his head from your neck before slowly lifting a hand to your cheek. his eyes flick between your eyes to your lips, a silent question.

you aren’t even through your first nod before he launches forward, kissing you like he needed oxygen from your lips. you wrap your arms around his neck, moaning softly as he bites your lip. he smiles against your mouth in satisfaction, before tilting his head to kiss you deeper. both of you begin to run out of breath, and neither of you find it in you to care. his lips are salty, drenched in his tears. you are addicted to their taste. he whines softly, pushing you back in a desperate attempt to get closer to you. you slowly lean back, before your head softly hits the arm rest of the bench.

you pull away, despite hyuka’s attempt to follow you. you breathe heavily in each others faces, and kai grins at you.

“i have waited so…” he leans down and presses kisses to your neck and jaw, “so long..” he says lowly. you bite your lip, attempting to hold back a moan as he sucks a hickey onto your neck.

“oh my- kai!” you push against his broad shoulders. “we’re in public!”

he pulls away, pulling you up with him. “we… we could be in private. if you want…” he says, eyes drifting to the street that leads to the hotel he’s staying at, before snapping back to you. it’s as though he cannot bare to not have you in his sight.

“won’t people see us?” you ask, slightly confused as to how he was able to get here, apologize and make out with you all without being recognized. he bites his lip in thought, before his eyes light up.

“do you care where we go?” he asks, eyebrows crinkling up in question.

“…i mean… i guess not…” you state, the syllables turning up at the end in slight confusion.

the last place you expected him to lead you was his tour bus. you stare at him incredulously as he unlocks the door, leading you in hand in hand. you marvel at the expensive equipment.

“kai we are not fucking in your tour bus! what if we don’t clean up well and one of your members notices? we should just go home separately and sext or something-“

he cups your cheeks. “i will make sure everything is fine. there’s a bathroom with enough supplies to clean, i have my own bunk bed. you don’t have to worry baby.” he responds reassuringly. “but, if you don’t want to then that’s fine. we could get some froyo instead? does that sound good?” he says smiling, before walking towards the tour bus door.

god, respectful men are so hot.

you tug his hand, pulling him back. “please,” you mumble, looking away like a child.

he smirks. “please what?” he asks smugly, you know he knows what, and he knows he knows what. he just wanted to hear you say it.

“please… please fuck me kai… went a whole month without you, didn’t talk to or even look at anyone else… only…” he begins kissing your neck, “only you kai… please, i’ve been so good for you..” you moan out.

his fingertips squeeze your waist tightly, pushing you back until you hit a small kitchen counter. he reaches up and softly wraps his hand around your throat, eyebrows raising as he asks for your consent. you respond by placing your hand over his and pushing his hand tighter around your neck. he groans before you launch forward, first kissing his lips down to his neck.

“no,” he says sternly, pulling you back by the neck. “no kissing anywhere but my lips. you cannot leave a mark.” he says seriously. god, him being an idol really sucked sometimes.

you pout at him, looking at him through your eyelashes, “nowhere… else..?” you ask, eyes showing disappointment as he tells you that you can’t mark him up and show everyone he was yours.

he smiles at you reassuringly, cupping your cheek and running his thumb across your cheekbone. “i am still yours, marked or not,” he mutters, slowly leaning closer and brushing his lips against yours by tilting his head up momentarily, silently asking if you felt better. you responded by leaning forward, kissing him softly, making sure he felt all the love you had been longing to give him for a month.

he groans against your mouth, fingers digging into your waist as he grows needer. “fuck… need,,” he mumbles, pressing kisses down your neck, “need to taste you, baby. please,” he makes his way down your sternum, “i’ve been so good, haven’t i… baby..?” he looks up from his crouched spot in between your breasts through his eyelids, watching you watch him. you nod, reaching down and moving his hair out his eyes.

he slowly sinks to his knees, licking his lips as he pressed kisses to your plush belly.

a small , ‘mmm’, escaped him as he felt your stomach sink momentarily at his kiss before plushing up once more.

“kai…” you sigh out, before reaching your hand into his hair and tugging him to look up at you, “you need to hurry up.” the stern tone in your voice had caught him off guard, but made his pants ever tighter around his growing bulge.

his bit his lip, looking down at the waist band of your skirt with hungry eyes. he nods, humming a approving tune and muttering out ‘sorry baby.’ over and over. he finally reaches up to your skirt and tugs it down harshly, the cold hair making your legs prickle up with goosebumps.

he almost drools at the sight of your underwear. kai cannot contain himself any longer, launching himself forward to mouth at your clothed clit. he moans to himself as you tighten your grip on his blue hair, muttering soft praises into the otherwise silent tour bus.

it wasn’t long before he reached up, pulling your panties for the side with one hand and shoving your leg over his shoulder with the other. you brace yourself, but nothing could have prepared you for his lips immediately wrapping around your clit, sucking harshly at your swollen nub. you have lost all sense of dignity and pride, choosing to replace it with kai. kai. kai. kai. you moan out, slightly placing your weight against the counter, fighting the leg on his shoulder to wrap around his head. tugging him ever closer.

“f..fuck kai! so good..” you moan, breathing heavily as he runs his tongue up and down your folds, alternating between pistoning his organ into your hole and swirling and sucking at your clit.

he lets out moans every few moments, sending your hips bucking into his face, “don’t you dare stop, hyu..hyuka..”

he shakes his head against your pussy, fervently telling you that no, he will not stop. not until you’re shaking and his entire face is drenched in your fluids.

and even then, even when you were shaking, desperately trying to get him away from your pulsating pussy, he kept going.

“fuck!! kai! please, i came… please stop!” you borderline shout, the overstimulation driving you crazy as you almost climb onto the counter to get away from his skillful tongue.

finally, a pussy drunk kai pulls away. he breathes heavily, your juices covering from his chin to the bridge of his nose, the window behind you making him glisten.

“sorry,” he muttered half heartedly with his nerdy little voice. you chose to completely lay down on the counter, regaining your sense of reality.

you chuckle, “that was.. kind of crazy.”

“good crazy?” he asked, standing up and rubbing your thighs comfortably.

“mhm,” you mutter, sitting up and reaching your hand to palm his bulge. kai immediately turns bright red, looking at the floor rather than you.

it was wet. drenched, actually. he had already cum. not just once, but twice whilst feeding on you.

he had half expected you to laugh at him, call him a bitchless loser and shame him. instead you kissed him, “such a good boy to cum while pleasing me..”

oh. oh you had unlocked a beast. he growls against your lips, picking you up and shoving you onto one of the small bunk beds in the bus.

“i’ll show you what a good boy i can be.”

epilogue:

kai had at least had the decency to bring you to his hotel room after the staff and members had all gone to sleep. you deserved a good nights sleep after all.

he had helped you limp into the bathroom, where you now sat on the toilet, back leaned against the wall.

he was in between your legs once more, but with a softer intention this time. he softly wiped your folds free of any residue, shushing you everytime you whined at the overstimulation.

“better?” he asked, getting up and wetting his toothbrush, squeezing toothpaste onto its bristles and holding you by your chin. he softly tugged at your chin, encouraging you to open your mouth. he smiled softly when you tiredly obeyed, and began cleaning your mouth.

you stared at him with wide, fucked out eyes. he would glance at you every few moments, before going back to focusing on your teeth. a small, flustered smile lingered on his mouth, and pink dusted his cheeks everytime.

after you were clean, you watched him brush his own teeth with the same toothbrush. you didn’t have it in you to complain.

it wasn’t long before he had you change into his clothes, to which his heart soared after seeing you dawning his shark hoodie, boxers and basketball shorts. he softly tucked you next to him into the hotel bed that smelled so comfortably of him, smiling to himself as you tucked your head into his neck. he squeezed you impossibly closer.

god he loved- wait… was he falling in love with you?

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You were tired, it had been a long day for you so of course the only thing you could think of was getting back home, flopping yourself onto your fluffy bed, and going to bed.

And that was precisely what you were doing, making your way back home after your date with your boyfriend Beomgyu. You both had hopped into a taxi late at night and went out for dinner.

You didn't want to cook and your were worn out so you decided to text Beomgyu if he wanted to go get dinner with you so that you wouldn't have to go alone.

Truthfully, saying ‘dinner date' sounded too fancy for only going to a simple and cheap fast food restaurant. Couples made the word dinner sound too luxurious when in reality, a simple trip to subway could also be categorized as a dinner date.

This taxi luckily had a bit more privacy due to the curtain that hung between the driver and back seats, of course that would not muffle your voices but something was something.

Beomgyu leaned over to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, giving you the very needed comfort as he noticed you falling asleep.

“You're making me more sleepy than I already am-” you muttered, hearing him hold back a chuckle as he lightly played with your hair.

You looked up at your boyfriend who looked back at you, feeling your gaze become stuck on him as you were unable to pull your eyes away. He grinned.

“Am I just that hot that you can't even look away?” he teased, the smirk never fading off his face as you frowned, shaking your head rapidly while doing an ‘x’ with your fingers.

“Not at all, I just got l-”

“You just got lost in my eyes.” He interrupted, making you lean up and slap his chest, “What the heck Beomgyu?” this time he burst out laughing, making you roll your eyes.

Choi Beomgyu, never had any shame even when it came to a public setting. You were unfortunately somewhat grateful for him because if it hadn't been for his unseriousness and immature behavior you probably would've been sound asleep by now.

You leaned your head on his shoulder, feeling his warm breath touch your hair as he lightly brushed your shoulder with his hand.

“You better not go to sleep, I'm not your personal pillow.” He scolded, to which you simply nodded.

“I'm sorry, but upon signing the contract of being my boyfriend, you agreed to all the terms and policies which includes: Being my personal pillow.” You finished, causing him to pout which made you begin chuckling, slowly feeling your voice fade as your eyes naturally shut.

He looked back at you, lifting an eyebrow upon hearing your heavy breathing and eyes gently pushed against one another. He smiled, partly chuckling in disbelief that you actually ended up falling asleep. However he knew you deserved it and it would break his heart to wake you up.

Knowing how far away your house was from here, he reminded himself of his own place which was only a couple minutes away. He also didn't have the key to your place and he didn't want to look through your personal belongings.

He leaned over to the driver seat, lightly patting the driver on the shoulder.

“Can we switch the location?”

[nicngyu]

smau ; right place, wrong person.

fifteen. y/n in da washig machine

pairing ; idol!beomgyu x gn!reader

summary ; in which a failed proposal at a txt send-off leads y/n to beomgyu, who can’t help but meddle a little bit.

author's note ; y/n will be the new party thrower mark my words

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[stayteezdreams]

Run!

Plot: As you head to a Halloween party, you and Yeonjun decide to take a short-cut through the cemetery. While your relationship evolves during the walk there, the moment doesn't last too long as you realize you aren't alone.

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Gn!Reader (friends to lovers)

Prompts: "You look stupid" "I'm dressed as you"+ "What do we do?" "Run!"

A/N: This is the outfit I was referencing btw

Warnings: Creepy ghost stuff. Cemetery. A couple kisses.

Words: 2k

You practically skipped to the door once you heard the doorbell. You had been waiting for Yeonjun to come get you, and you were excited for his reaction to your costume. You didn't know if he would be honored, amused or offended, but any reaction would give you joy.

As the door swung open revealing Yeonjun, you were less than surprised to see him dressed as a vampire. Again.

"A vampire! How original" Sarcasm dripped from your voice and Yeonjun tutted.

He looked you up and down and raised his brow, "It's better than yours. You look stupid."

You bit back a laugh as you slowly grinned. "I'm dressed as you."

His eyes flicked back down to your outfit as he slowly began to recognize it. It was his Blue Hour comeback outfit. As realization crossed his face you bit your lip to repress another laugh.

"In that case you look great."

You posed and smiled, "I know."

He rolled his eyes before he suddenly stepped forward and playfully pulled at the jacket. "Never mind, you don't deserve it, give it back!"

You laughed as you fought him off before you suddenly came face to face, your noses brushed and your eyes locked.

"You can't have it back." You mumbled, trying to diffuse whatever just palpitated between you.

Suddenly pulling away from you, he quickly recovered, "Fine, I don't want it back anyways."

You grinned, though your heart was racing. "It's not even yours."

"It's not yours either.... how did you get it anyways?"

You hummed as you grabbed your bag, signaling you were ready to go. "I have my ways."

He scoffed lightly as you walked past him and out the door. He locked and closed the door behind you before catching up to walk beside you. The tension between you remained but you both ignored it, something you had both gotten rather good at as of late.

As you got further down the road, having decided to walk to the party since it wasn't that far away, Yeonjun suddenly grabbed you by the elbow making you turn to walk with him.

"Let's go through here, it's faster."

You looked around with growing hesitation as you squeezed through a gate that looked like it shouldn't be open.

"The cemetery?" You suddenly whispered as a chill ran over you. "I don't think we're allowed to be in here at night."

He shrugged, "It'll be fine, who's gonna catch us, a ghost?"

You rolled your eyes as you nudged his shoulder. He smiled softly as you continued to walk through the large cemetery. It was the oldest area, the graves were barely managed, names and dates worn off long ago.

You had been here during the day before, and it was not nearly as creepy as this. Why did night always make everything so unsettling?

Yeonjun noticed your gaze shooting around as your hands gripped the strap of your bag tightly. He smiled to himself before he suddenly gasped and jumped, making you jump and grab his arm, "What?!" You gasped out and he laughed.

You stared at him with a blank expression before smacking his shoulder, "Don't do that!"

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help it."

He continued to chuckle as you quickly walked past him, a frown evident on your face. He jogged to catch up to you, "Wait, slow down, I'm sorry!"

You kept your eyes forward as he appeared beside you, a grin still on his face as he tried to get you to look at him.

Purposely avoiding his eyes he let out a soft chuckle, "Oh come on, it was funny." Seeing you try hard to repress a grin, he straightened back up, knowing you weren't really angry. "You're cute when you're scared."

Halting, you ignored the way your heart skipped a beat and glared at him, he looked back at you with a soft chuckle. Suddenly grabbing your hand, he pulled you to keep walking with him as he continued smiling.

"Come on."

You looked down at your intertwined hands, your heart still racing as the back of your neck burned hot. He has held your hand a few times before, and every time it makes you feel the same. You weren't sure why he kept doing it. The two of you had been avoiding your obvious feelings for each other for a while now. Didn't this kind of thing just make it harder?

Yeonjun glanced at you from his peripheral, he had an idea, but he wasn't sure if it would work. But before he could, a large bird suddenly shot out of the tree near you, causing both of you to gasp and stagger backwards.

Yeonjun and you both let out soft groans, he grinned as he looked over at you. Your eyes were closed as your head was tilted back, a look of annoyance on your face.

"Boo!" He suddenly yelled, as he grabbed your arms.

You yelped and jumped before you groaned and began smacking his shoulders, "I. Told. You. Not. To. Do. That." You grumbled as you smacked him in between each word.

He continued to laugh as he pulled you into a hug, stopping your assault. "I know I'm sorry, I couldn't help it, it was too easy."

You sighed as your face was pressed into his shoulder. You expected him to let go when you calmed down, but he didn't. Instead, you felt his arms tighten around you.

"What are you doing?" You finally asked, your voice soft.

"Hugging you."

"Why?"

He rested his head against yours, "Because I want to."

You were sure he could feel your heart beating heavily in your chest as you went silent, not sure if you should speak. Silence sat between you as the tension surrounded you. Could he feel it too?

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"I like you."

Your chest tightened as your breath caught for a moment.

"I know." You admitted and you heard him let out a soft laugh.

"You like me too, right?"

You felt like your heart was going to burst out of your chest as you whispered out. "Yes."

"Then why aren't we dating?"

Silence hung between you for a moment as your mind raced. Had he been torturing himself with the same questions you did?

"I don't know. Fear, I guess? That our friendship will change."

"Can we get over it?"

Your stomach twisted. "The fear, or our feelings?"

"The fear."

He pulled away from you but kept his hands on your arms. "I want to be your best-friend, but I want to be your boyfriend too. Do you think we could get over the fear of that being impossible?"

'God, I hope so.'

You nodded your head instead before smiling softly, "I think we can. If we try."

He smiled down at you before he gently caressed your face, "I want to try. I really do."

Leaning forward, he stopped just before your lips touched as his eyes met yours. Silently asking for permission to kiss you. Knowing it had to be your choice too, you closed your eyes as you met him the rest of the way.

When your lips pressed against his, his heart jolted as his mind went blank. His hand moved from your arm to your waist as he pulled you closer, leaning further into the kiss.

It was gentle, and sweet, holding the fear, hope and joy of your newfound relationship.

When he pulled away, your eyes opened and locked with each other's as you smiled, timidly and excitedly. He gently pinched your cheek, and you smacked his chest, making him chuckle.

As you continued to smile and stare into each other's eyes, you both came to a full stop as goosebumps rose up your arms.

You had both picked up on a new noise at the same time.

Humming.

It was almost echoing around you, as your eyes shot around, you wondered if maybe you were hearing the party from a distance. But then, you picked up on another noise, gradually getting louder.

Footsteps.

Crunching through the leaves and gravel, closer and closer.

Yeonjun slowly took your hand as he peered around, trying to catch sight of whoever it was that was weird enough to be walking around the cemetery. I mean, besides the two of you.

"Where is it coming from?" You whispered as softly as you could.

Yeonjun shook his head, expressing his own confusion as he too looked around.

And then, from just beside you, you heard a metal clang, followed by an eerie metal scraping and creaking noise. You both turned your heads towards the sound, to see the nearby mausoleum door slowly creaking open.

Your mouth slowly opened as fear started to grip you. Yeonjun's hand gripped yours tighter as you both remained completely still.

The door came to a stop with a loud clang, revealing the perfectly pitch-dark interior of the mausoleum.

Silence sat around you. No birds, no bugs, nothing.

And then a gentle humming, the same tune from before. But this time, coming from inside the mausoleum.

"What do we do?" You asked with fear lacing your voice.

Yeonjun swallowed before he shouted out, probably a bit louder than he meant too. "Run!"

He turned, his hand still in yours as he began to run, bringing you with him. Neither of you looked back as you ran down the path and towards what you hoped was another gate out of the cemetery.

Finally seeing the exit, but seeing it bolted closed with a lock, Yeonjun groaned as he led you to a short fence near the edge of the woods. After he helped you climb over, he took your hand again and ran with you, hopefully leading the two of you to safety.

Through your fear and adrenaline, you didn't care about the various branches, stickers, spider-webs, or trees you had to climb through to get out of there.

Making it out onto the street once again, you and Yeonjun ran another block before you finally came to a stop. Your breathing was heavy as your chests ached painfully, your sides hurting from the over-exertion.

You and Yeonjun looked from the direction of the graveyard to each other before smiles spread across your faces. Fear was still evident in your voice, and in your hearts as they raced, but neither of you could help laughing out in a mix of anxiety and adrenaline-based bewilderment.

"What the fuck was that?" Yeonjun asked as he groaned, putting his hands on his head as he continued to try and catch his breath.

"I don't think I can ever go back in there, even during the day."

Yeonjun just shook his head as he crouched down and let out an incredulous laugh.

You looked around, trying to figure out where you were. Before you frowned. "We're on the other side of town from the party." You said in between breaths.

At this, Yeonjun looked around before groaning and falling back on his butt on the sidewalk. "I don't care anymore. Not after that."

You nodded your head softly, feeling the same. You could go home and fall asleep for a year. Actually, scratch that, you weren't sure you were gonna be able to sleep at all tonight.

Yeonjun looked over at you, taking in your disheveled figure. He let out a soft laugh and you looked over at him, "What?"

He shook his head lightly, "Nothing. Do you still want to go to the party?"

You shook your head. "Not really, no."

He nodded with a smile as he reached out his hand, wanting you to walk over to him and take it. As you did so, he kept smiling at you. "There's something else I'd rather be doing anyways."

"What?"

As he yanked you with one hand, and grabbed around your waist with his other, you let out a yelp of surprise as he pulled you down to sit on his lap.

"Wha-"

Before you could question him, he pulled you into another kiss. Even though you were still struggling to recover from running, you couldn't help but grab the collar of his shirt and return to kiss with equal fervor.

After pulling away a few moments later, you both stared at each other before you laughed again. This night certainly had its twists and turns, earning you a couple of stories to tell.

xx End xx

Not sure how I feel about this one, but I had to get something done lol

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[mybl--dyvalentine]

Supernatural જ⁀➴ Soobin

✮ non idol au! soobin x gn! reader

✮ Summary: You met Soobin at the wrong time. There was no doubt that he was the right person though. Both of you were just not in the right place to be dating at the moment. Has fate brought him back into your life for a reason? Or was it just a coincidence?

✮ Genre: Fluff

✮ Word Count: 832

✮ Author's Note: Writing angst is hard so here's a fluff fic!

The sky roars, and a flash of light illuminates a small part of the atmosphere. It's been pouring rain since 6 pm and coincidentally, you ran out of the essentials at home. Now, you're on a treacherous adventure to replenish your supplies before the storm gets any worse than it already is.

You walk into the nearest convenience store to find toothpaste, moisturizer, and chapstick. As you browse the aisles, you find yourself having trouble searching for the right moisturizer. Scanning the shelves took up most of your attention, so you didn't notice the person next to you and bumped into them.

Your hand reaches your head, and you say, "Ah! I'm sorry!"

"It's okay," The figure in front of you reaches out their hand in order to pull you up.

You take their hand, finally getting a good look at the person you just bumped into. It was your past situationship, Soobin. It's been years since you last cut ties with him due to both of you feeling especially drained from the situationship.

"Y/n..?" he asks.

You stare at him, unflinching. Why would Soobin be in a convenience store near your house? Last time you checked, he moved somewhere else before you guys ended your relationship.

"Soobin? What are you doing here?" you question.

"I- uh... I'm in town for a couple of days. Visiting a friend," he says.

You nod and say, "Well, I'll get going now."

You slowly walk off to the cash register to purchase your items.

The cashier scans your items and says, "$12.54."

You hand them the cash and take your items. As you walk through the door, you fumble with the bag to take your drink out. The drink slips out of your grip and falls onto the ground, exploding and splashing all over the place.

"Seriously?" you exclaim with your hands in the air.

There was a tap on your shoulder, and you looked back to see who it was.

Soobin holds out the same drink that you just dropped and says, "You always do that."

"You remember that?" you say while taking the drink out of his hand.

"Of course! You dropped just about everything I gave you."

You start sulking, and he laughs at you. His laughter ends, and he stares at you. Perhaps he was reminiscing about old memories between you two. Your head tilts to the side a bit. It looked like he wanted to ask you something.

"Did you need something? I assume you wouldn't have bought this for me without wanting to talk to me," you question.

"Uh.. yeah. I wanted to talk to you. About everything," he responds.

"Okay, let's just get out of the rain. We could go to my place."

"Alright," he says while grinning.

---

By the time you guys reached your place, the rain had stopped. You and Soobin were enjoying drinks while talking. After talking about what the two of you did in the past, he finally asked you what he'd been meaning to ask you.

"Can we try again?" he says.

The shock took over you, stopping everything you were doing.

"You still like me?" you question.

"Of course, you were perfect. It's just that I wasn't. Well, at the time, I'm ready now," he says.

"What made you think this? I wasn't perfect at all. If anything, I was worse than you when we first met."

"If only you could see yourself the way that I see you. You are basically everything I've ever wanted."

"Really?"

"Really."

He stares at you. Waiting for a response to his question. With the years that you've been apart, you can't deny that you haven't lost feelings for him. It was more like a fire waiting to be fueled, and Soobin's confession was like gas.

"Sure. Let's figure this thing out," you finally respond.

His face changes from worry to joy.

"Yes! Oh, Y/n, you don't know how long I've been feeling like I needed to be with you," he says.

"Oh? Do tell me, how long have you wanted to be with me?" you ask while smirking.

He grins and says, "Honestly, around 3 years, but I really couldn't muster up enough courage until now."

"While you were visiting a friend..?"

"Well, you were kind of just there, and I just went for it."

You scoff and look out the window. The moon and stars were shining brighter than usual. It's like they had a part in Soobin's confession.

"You know how we used to go stargazing a lot?" he asks.

"...Yeah," you respond.

"I looked out one day, and they were bright like tonight. It reminded me of you, and I decided to ask you out soon. It seems like even the stars wanted us together."

You laugh at his childish imagination. Although you did just think of the same thing.

"Could I ask you one more thing?" he says.

"What is it?" you say.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Of course."

[ggyutarist]

A Mask, Bedecked in White Crystals ✧˖°.

(Halloween Special!)

💫: Beomgyu x GN Reader

Content: Masquerade ball and you dance with Beomgyu yahay!! Strangers to ??? to enemies.

‼️: Use of knife (but no one is stabbed). Slight cursing.

WC: 2.1k (oh my god i yapped.)

A/N: hehe short (not short) halloween special!! all i ever write about is beomgyu lmfao sorry. this is lowkey cliche and lame but like…who cares..ykyk. Its fine. Idk if this counts as halloween lols. Not sure if I should tag it as fluff or angst. Well its not fluff so angst ig?? But its not rlly sad. I think?… idk you guys give the verdict. not proofread sorry😞 (bru gotta put this below here bc its too long and yall wont see the actual summary help)

The annual All Hallows’s Eve Ball has arrived once again. Hosted on the 31st of October, the lavish and fancy would be invited to come in the most extravagant gowns and suits. They would be encouraged as well to adorn their faces with masks that were dipped in saturated colors.

Too saturated, you thought. You managed to bag yourself an invite, not that it was difficult. You were always invited every year. It’s just this year, you have to attend. Let’s say…there’s a few matters that needs to be addressed. 

Though, back to the topic at hand, how do these overly bright colors not hurt anyone’s eyes? Some of them will be far too egoistic and come in the most obnoxiously fancy dresses you’ve ever seen. They act as if they’re attention-seeking harlots who constantly need eyes at them or else they’ll die. You tsk at the behavior of some people but it is what it is, unfortunately. The world was doomed from the very start so might as well get rid of those who make it worse.

Twisting the glass in your hand, you bring it up to your face to watch the drink whirl around. Well, it was certainly a better taste than last year. A bit more sweeter side but still leaving a strong taste on your tongue. Despite all this, you yawn due to your lack of interest in this ball. It’s the same thing every year, honestly. No wonder why people usually bring a plus one. The inexorable desire of humans for connections with others, you sigh at it. Let’s be real here. They’re just setting themselves up for a heartbreak. Let it be a heartbreak from the betrayal of a romantic interest—or fallouts from friendships.

You gave up on those long, long ago. Why would you or anyone for the matter, set themselves up for a relationship that’s bound to fail? That’s just blatantly stupid. You wouldn’t blame them if it were their first time, of course. How would they foresee that? A second time would be understandable because we all give second chances in life. A third is questionable but still tame. Maybe they’re just too desperate for that person. A fourth and beyond though…now that’s just wrong. They must be let go of. Before long, they’ll just do more harm than good.

But maybe, in this world where trust is lost easily, there are just some who turns out to be overly desperate. Perhaps, they lost everything to the point that this certain someone is their only reason left to live.  You made sure to never stoop down that low. You learned to live for no one else but yourself. Looking around, guess not all learns that. It was difficult, yes, considering you valued others’ worth more than your own but this world is just shit, okay? It’s just really that bad that you lost all care for the rest of them. This world is so, so big but others just make it seem so small and suffocating. It’s like they’re stealing all the air for themselves and leaving the rest to collect dust. 

Who knows? It could be the reason you ended up with a job like this. To rid this world of mistakes and burdens. No, not those who feel like a mistake and burden. We’re all insecure at some point in life, it’s okay. The only ones you shall discard of would be those who proved themselves as a hindrance to the bettering of this earth. Are you evil for this? Perhaps, depending on the person asked. If you were to answer this…it’s simple. You are merely a human getting rid of evil counterparts. 

The line between good and bad may seem to have blurred but it’s alright. Whatever brings the saving of this world, you will do. Even if it throws a few morals out the window. I mean, what’s the bad thing here? Disposing of, mind you, evil people? Without them, this place we live on will be so much better. What’s the reason to keep them? They’ll only make everyone’s lives miserable. But of course, not all sees through that. That’s why you’re here. You will so graciously lend your services and discard of them. Throw them to the fires of hell and make them repent for their sins.

You’re not Satan on earth, no. You only serve as the bridge between earth and hell. You guide these low-lives and then let the demon decide of their fate down there.

The sudden music change brings you back to this earth that you dread so much, snapping you out of your thoughts. You sigh, looks like everyone’s going for a dance. You can’t be bothered so you resort to staring down at your drink again, hidden away in some corner. Your mask slips off the bridge of your nose, prompting you to push it back up again. Once you do so, you lift up your head to find someone approaching you. Okay…that’s bad. You didn’t want to attract any form of attention on you so why is this guy going here??

He stops a few feet away from you and gracefully bows a 90 degrees. While keeping still, he holds out his hand, eyes peeking out of his masked face to yours as a silent invitation. You contemplate. Well, this is certainly random…but why the fuck not? He seems nice. Did a bow, left space between you two, and he’s pretty. Yes, there’s a mask but shhh. It’s quite obvious he’s pretty under that…thing that’s covering his face. Not like this was against the rules for you. All you had to do was do the job properly. This won’t be an inconvenience, right?

You press your fingertips against his own before sliding your hand down to his palm. He wraps his fingers around your hand and pulls you close. You take note of how warm his hand seems to be. It could just be you though. Been a while since you’ve done this so your skin could just be burning up from the close proximity. Right?…

You come back, once again, to earth as you feel your hand being lifted up to the air. You turn your head towards him and sees him give you a thin-lipped smile with whisker dimples.

Cute…

You’re seriously not falling for a stranger right now, are you? You mentally shake your head and prop your other hand on his shoulder, likewise his hand found itself on your waist. He guides you both to join the rest on the dance floor, full of dresses twirling and shoes clacking against the polished floor. 

And so…you danced. Miraculously, you haven’t stepped on each other’s shoes yet or rather you on his. He seemed experienced, decently enough that is. You managed to follow his footwork to the beat of the notes, spinning around at just the perfect time. He stretched out his arm before pulling you back to him again, trapping you both in a constant spin.

While the world was nothing more than a motion blurred, he remained the center of your vision. It’s only been a good amount of minutes, so why does it feel like you knew him since forever? The way the hands feel familiar, the way you somehow recognize his smile…why? You seem to can’t wrap your head around it. Nevertheless, you dance. The dance feels so heavy now that you get some sort of deja vu around this person. What could it possibly be? What—

You feel an elbow bump into you. Turns out you two were too absorbed in this dance that you fell behind the rhythm of the others. You watch him bow his head quickly, muttering a sorry to the other pair before turning his head to whisk you away.

It could be you. It could really be you but you just can’t seem to miss the mole that lies on his cheek. There’s no way. There’s just simply no way it’s him. You glance up to his eyes, ones that still looking away to find you both a space on this crowded dance floor. His lashes, it can’t be missed. They’re considerably longer than most people. So…could it be him?

You grip his hand tighter and start leading the dance yourself. Just trying to see something, you keep that repeating in your mind. You start taking the dance a bit too seriously, making him amused at the contortion of your face to focus. A giggle emits from his lips and your heart drops. Full on drops to the pit of your stomach. That giggle is too recognizable. You quickly look for a secluded place and led him there. Obviously, he’s extremely confused like haha…why are we going behind a random pillar at the side of the ballroom?

Each step broke a piece of your heart. How? How could’ve you fallen for him again? Is this not the same person who continuously broke your damned heart? Even as a stranger, you still managed to somehow keep a memory of him with you. Despite him leaving, you still held desperately onto that red thread that connects you and him. What you only realized far too late was that…yours was tied to your pinky in a pretty bow. While him? He held onto the other end with a loose grip. Pfft, he only needed you for his own selfish reasons.

You scoffed. You scoffed at your own stupidity. Maybe, perhaps…you weren’t as different as any other. In this world, we are all humans who are doomed to have this trivial shit called feelings. The desperation, at this point, is inevitable. The longing, as much as you hate to admit it, is rooted deep into your heart. You can’t dig it out as much as you want to. The only best thing you could do is keep piling things on it till it’s out of sight. Out of sight, out of mind. Just pray…it won’t get unearthed somehow.

Unfortunately for you, that’s what happened today. All your memories with this…bastard…got unearthed when it’s meant to be buried deep into your soul. It’s heavy to carry but whatever gets it out of the way. 

You still liked him. You still liked him.

Tears threaten to spill out of your eyes but you stop it. You cried too many times over him to the point you learned how to dry it without excessive blinking. Never again shall you show such a weak and pitiful side of yourself. It only brings hurt than comfort. A place filled with numbness…is better than a place filled with hurt and no one to provide you comfort.

You pulled him in behind the pillar along with you. All sense of love and genuine contentment from the dance are gone. No, you will not let him give you empty promises of happiness again. So to avoid that, you turn him around forcefully and shove him up against the pillar, eliciting a pained groan from him. 

He opens his mouth to retort but before that even happens…

You slowly bring out something sharp, something meticulously cleaned just for this situation that is unfolding before you. You slide the spine of the knife against his back, not sharp enough to cut skin but definitely enough to create goosebumps. You giggle at the tensing of his body and breath hitching, making you all the more tempted to slide the sharp object down his spine.

To the floor, the shadow of you two may seem like you’re still absorbed in the dance you’re sharing with him. A strange yet familiar feeling blossoming in your chest to which the dance attempted to pour out. But to the wall, the shadow consists of you trapping him with no way out with a weapon against his back. One wrong move from him and the said weapon will take his precious life. You’re certain he wouldn’t want that but just to be sure…

You lean in and whisper a moniker that maybe not all who attended this ball know. Maybe he wanted to be known by a less common appellation but that wouldn’t work on you.

“You and your cowardice. Going after a fake name still?”

You’re met with an unnerving silence. Though, you digress. This continued silence just proves all the more that you found him. You drag the knife up his back painstakingly slow. Once it reaches the back of his head where the strings lie, you slash it in one fell swoop. A mask, bedecked in white crystals, falls to the ground with a thud. That mask no longer belongs to him; just like his dignity.

“You know you’re done for once you see me, Choi Beomgyu.”

A/N: happy halloween!!😸😸 (we’ll ignore the fact that idk what i was writing). this one sucked so badly but its aight. consider it a cliffhanger so…potential part 2…if you guys want.

rushed bc gotta post on actual halloween😔

[ryxiez]

❀° Claw Machine °❀

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Genera ➛ fluff

Pairing ➛ Beomgyu x gn!reader (not idol specified)

Word Count ➛ 875

Warnings ➛ nicknames such as lover boy, gyu, (I’m pretty sure that’s all)

AN: just something short and fun

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"Look over here at this one!" You called from an aisle ove. Beomgyu was just on the other side, inspecting whatever caught his own eye.

"Coming!" He called back.

Different machines lined the area, some arcade and rhythm games, claw machines, photo booths, etc. Beomgyu turned the corner and slightly jogged to the machine you were currently staring at, your eyes almost sparking.

"Isn't it so cute, it almost looks just like you, a little brown teddy bear." You cooed at the stuffed animal in a pile among others, but you only had eyes for the cute plush holding a little strawberry. (reference picture above!)

"Come on how many times do I have to tell you I’m not a teddy bear, I’d be more scary than anything." Beomgyu retaliated rolling his eyes.

However, you had a trick up your sleeve. A pouty face and puppy dog eyes.

Beomgyu was just going to turn around and leave you on your own again, but not before you tugged on the sleeve of his jacket. His eyes met yours once again again as your lips curved into a slight frown. Your eyes widened as you looked up at him with your eyebrows raised to almost look sad.

He was frozen in place, but the twitch of his lips let you know he was in fact still alive.

"Come on please, just one try. I really want it..." You mentally cringed at yourself, but you knew it would work.

"Ugh... why do you have to play dirty all the time?" He grumbled before he reaching into his pocket and pulling out some coins.

"What do you mean?" You asked innocently, as if you didn't just guilt trip him into winning you a teddy bear.

"You're lucky you're cute..." He grumbled under his breath.

He then inserted some of the coins to then take the controller stick in his hand, maneuvering the claw.

He looks so cute when he’s focused, his tongue slightly poking past his rosy lips and his eyes wide with determination. You couldn’t help the way you fell for him even harder.

"I think it looks good from here. Do you mind checking the position on the side?" He asked, snapping you out of your romantic thoughts.

"Mhm! Hmm maybe just a little bit further back and you should be good." You informed him with a smile.

"Then here we go..." Beomgyu said before pressing the big red button.  The claw moving painfully slow.

The thin claws wrapped around the bears head perfectly and then slowly retracted, bringing the bear up.

"Come on, come on, come on." You quietly chanted to yourself.

However, as soon as the whole plushie was in the air, it slipped through the metal rods and fell back down.

"Aww that's okay-"

"Nope I'm gonna try again." He interrupted you.

And so he did... another 10 times.

The machine was obviously rigged, the claw was not strong enough to hold the big plushies they decided to put in there. Only an idiot would fall for the scam… but good thing you two are definitely idiots.

"Come on Gyu, I don't want the plushie that bad. I was only joking around. Plus I'm sure we could just buy it online and it would be way cheaper."

"I don't care. As the most amazing, talented, beautiful, and caring boyfriend in the world it is my job to win you whatever you want from a stupid claw machine."  He ranted after pressing down on the big red button yet again.

This time the claws slipped around the bears tiny body, cradling it almost perfectly as it ascended.

Both of you were now holding your breaths, not daring to say a single word. Almost as if a single phoneme dared to shake it from its place.

The claw then started to shake, the bear obviously getting ready to fall out of the machines grasp any second, but not before finally settling over the prize hole.

Beomgyu let out a sigh of relief as he bent down to retrieve the plush from the slot. Your smile only grew wider as he made his way closer to you, hiding the obvious prize behind his back.

"I think I deserve something first for obviously being the best boyfriend ever." He smirked.

"And what's that, loverboy?" You teased back, the tips of his ears turning a light shade of pink.

"A kiss." He said as he pointed to his lips pouting.

Now he thought it was his own turn to act cute.

You giggle before agreeing, lightly pressing your own lips to his for only a second before pulling away, but he leaned in again and chased you for another.

Taking the chance while he was distracted, your hands traveled behind his waist, grabbing the bear for yourself.

He gasped as you pulled away, the plush now in your hands, "How could you betray me like that?!" He exclaimed while placing a hand over his heart.

Before he could have the chance to steal the prize back, you ran away, laughter following you out of the building.

[yawnzbf]

⚝ Voicemail

// Choi soobin x gender neutral reader

,,wherein you send a voicemail to soobin saying you miss his stupid face and something more along the lines

,,angst maybe(?) Depends on how we view this, enjoy reading though

[Beep]

Soobin, hey, it's me. I know we were never officially together or anything, but I saw that picture you posted on Instagram with him, and it felt like my heart was being carved out of my chest and stomped on, I guess I just needed to say it out loud, or, well, leave it on your voicemail.

I don't even know why I'm bothering you with this. It's not like we were a thing, right? But your smile in that picture… it hit me harder than I thought it would. I guess I got used to the idea of us, even if we never really defined anything. Maybe I just fooled myself into thinking there was something more.

I know it's silly, and I shouldn't be feeling this way, but damn, Soobin, it hurts- so much. And, I- i don't know, I just needed to let you know. I'm not blaming you- never. you're free to do whatever you want. I just didn't expect it to sting like this.

Anyway, sorry for rambling. It's just that my pillow still smells like you, and I miss your stupid face. I guess that's all I wanted to say. Take care, Soobin.

[End of voicemail]