#treasure yg

[junkutie]

[3:24pm] jeongwoo’s hand rests on you lower back as he guides you out of the cafe’s entrance, he sends you a cute smile before grabbing your hand and lacing his fingers with yours.

the two of you begin walking down the street chatting about anything that comes to mind, your hands swaying gently between your bodies.

after a few minutes you feel a raindrop land on your cheek. “it’s starting to rain,” you mumble and try to walk faster. jeongwoo doesn’t match your pace and when you glance back at him you see him shake his head, “it’s probably just a few sprinkles,” he says. but as soon as he finishes his sentence it begins to pour.

“oh,” he mutters, frozen in place, eyes wide. you pull on your intertwined fingers and the two of you start running. making it to a bus stop, you sit down on the bench to catch your breath. “just a few sprinkles huh?” you smile at him cheekily.

your boyfriend rolls his eyes and sits down next you you, placing his hand on your thigh. “do you want to wait here until it stops?” he asks. you shrug in reply and look around, “that restaurant has some shelter.” you say pointing across the street.

“okay,” jeongwoo says, standing up. he holds his hand out to you and you grab onto it once more, “on three,” he tells you before counting, and then you’re both sprinting again.

reaching the awning in the restaurants entrance you look at your boyfriend and laugh, his hair is sticking to his forehead and water is slowing dripping down his nose. “don’t laugh at me,” he says, reaching up to move your own wet hair from your cheeks. jeongwoo leans forward and places a quick kiss on your forehead, “lets go,” he says motioning to another bus stop further up the street.

“maybe we should wait the storm out, jeongwoo.” you say tugging on his arm. “nah,” he grins, “this is fun.” you roll your eyes, and before you can protest you’re being pulled into the rain once more. while you’re running through a particularly large puddle you feel yourself slip up and you let out a small scream. jeongwoo catches you by your elbow and laughs, “don’t laugh at me,” you repeat his earlier words. “sorry, baby” he mumbles, but he has a huge smile on his face.

your boyfriends smile is contagious and one forms on your face as well. the two of you are now standing on the sidewalk in the middle of a storm grinning at each other like love sick puppies.

with water running down your faces you giggle and lean forward, pressing a kiss onto jeongwoo’s lips. he laughs before pulling you closer and kissing you again, his hand resting on the back of your head. soon enough the two of you are smiling so much it becomes difficult to keep your lips attached.

“this is kind of romantic, no?” jeongwoo smiles, moving his hand to your cheek, smoothing his thumb across your skin.

“just like in the movies,” you reply.

[junghwcns]

Always been you

☆ : pairing best friend!junghwan x gn!reader word count 1.2k    genre angst , best friends to lovers , non-idol au, fluff at the very end warnings not proofread , uses y/n, junghwan is kind of mean to reader in the beginning, tons of miscommunication/misunderstandings notes this is my first time writing angsty stuff like this so forgive me if it's not the best; req'd

“Hey Hwan, can we talk?” you say as you lightly grab your best friend of several year's wrist to stop him from going up the stairs to class. 

“Oh, so now you want to talk?” He coughs out coldly.

“What?” you try your best to control your expression but you can’t help the hurt that briefly flashes in your eyes.

“Are you sure you’re not too busy with your guitar lessons with Jeongwoo? I don’t know, you two seemed really close. Maybe you should go talk to him.” he chides, yanking his wrist out of your grasp. At first, confusion and hurt clouds your mind, making it impossible for you to think about what could’ve made him act like this and then you remember. 

“Junghwan… I-” you start to say but Junghwan cuts your explanation short, not wanting to hear about your lessons with Jeongwoo. It was painful enough for him to witness it but for you to tell him about it yourself, he thinks his heart would break in two.

“Forget it. I have to go to class and you should too.” he whispers low enough for you to barely hear him and then he’s gone up the stairs. In your 7 years of being best friends, he’s never acted so cold and distant towards you and now that he has, you never want it to happen again. His few words cut like ice, making you wonder if you did something wrong or if you would ever get a chance to explain yourself. 

As the number of weeks since your encounter increases, so does the number of days it’s been since Junghwan last spoke to you. Having been friends for so long, you’ve never gone more than 3 days without talking to him so these weeks have felt like a lifetime of torture. Little do you know, it’s been torture for Junghwan as well. He had finally worked up the courage to tell you how he feels and then he sees you laughing and cuddling up to Jeongwoo? Everyone had convinced him that you liked him back and didn’t just view him as a friend but suddenly, all those words of encouragement turned into lies. How could you view him as more than just a friend if you liked Jeongwoo? He knew he had to get over you and the only way for him to do that was to avoid you at all costs. If he saw your beaming smile or heard the laugh that was music to his ears, he wouldn’t be able to let you go. So he tried his best but all he ended up doing was hurting you and himself in the end. 

my y/niee~ ❤️‍🩹 can we talk? Read 5:56 pm please? Read 5:56 pm just meet me at our spot on the playground where we first met Read 5:57 pm

hwaniee~ 💟🐶 ok.  Read 5:58 pm

When Junghwan sees you, his heart sinks. You have the hood of (his) sweatshirt that you’re wearing pulled over your head to hide your face but he can still see the redness of your cheeks and how your eyes are puffy from crying. All he wants to do is pull you into a hug and apologize but he can’t because if he does, he’ll fall right back into the routine of loving you. 

Feeling someone approach you, you look up from your seat on the floor of the playground where you and Junghwan first met all those years ago. 

“Junghwan?” you ask into the darkness, only seeing a figure that shares a familiar outline with your best friend. The figure steps into the light from the streetlamps surrounding the playground, revealing themself to be your best friend who is also in the same disheveled state as you. 

“Yeah, it’s me. Don’t worry.” His voice cracks a little as it tries to hold back all of the different emotions he feels. You gesture for him and he walks over to take a seat next to you. Once he sits down, both of you start to speak at the same time. 

“You go first.” He says, motioning for you to continue what you were about to say.

“No, it’s okay. You can go first.” You whisper awkwardly before you squeak out a small laugh.

“What? Why are you laughing?” He questions but still starts to laugh along with you.

“It's nothing... We’ve just never been this awkward before. It’s kind of funny.” You say as you burst into a full on laugh that’s immediately followed by the sound of Junghwan’s. Once the laughter dies down, you know you have to explain yourself before the tears start to fall again.

“Junghwan… I-”

He cuts you off again, but this time, there’s no anger behind it, only remorse. “No, it’s okay. You don’t have to explain yourself.”

“But I do!” You exclaim, turning away from him to hide your face. “I can’t let you think something that’s not true! When you saw me and Jeongwoo together, he was teaching me the guitar. That part’s true, but it wasn’t because I wanted to get closer to him. We were together because I asked him to help me learn a song on the guitar, a song that was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday. Jeongwoo is only a friend who was helping another friend in need.” You turn back to look at him and see his eyes, full of regret. “The idea that you think I like someone else is tearing me up inside because you’re the one I like, Junghwan. It’s always been you.” You cry out, face full of tears. 

“Oh, Y/n. I am so sorry for making you upset. I saw you two laughing together and the thought that maybe you didn’t like me filled my mind.” He sighs and runs his hands through his long, brown hair. “I had finally worked up the courage to tell you how I felt after like 7 years and then I saw you with Jeongwoo and my whole world came crashing down. I avoided you because I knew that in order for me to be happy, I would have to let you go.  I am so sorry, Y/N… for everything. For making you cry and for making you think anything other than the truth, which is that I really, really like you. It’s always been you. From day one until now. I’ve never stopped.” he says, wrapping you in a hug. “Are you cold?” he asks, pulling away slightly to look at your face.

Through chattering teeth, you admit, “Just a little bit.” Junghwan laughs but still takes off his coat and places it on your shoulders to protect you from the cold. He offers you a hand to help you up from the floor and never lets go. Not on your walk home, not once you both entered your house and sat on the couch, and not for the rest of the night. You were finally together and he had absolutely no plans to leave.

[bgarchivee]

yoshi (treasure)

[multicohn]

summary: y/n has to go to ( work / uni ), but her boyfriend refuses to let her go

warnings: like one curse word, not proofread so there might be spelling errors

pairing: fem! reader x idol! kim junkyu

genre: drabble, fluff, established relationship

author note: literally wrote this and published without a second thought. love my man 🫶

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

in junkyu’s perfect world, he would be able to sleep as long as he could, but the idol life is cruel. not only does it take away his sleep, it also takes away the time he can spend with his girlfriend.

but, it seemed like luck was finally on his side as treasure were granted a day off due to some scheduling conflicts. once hyunsuk told him, junkyu immediately picked up his phone and called y/n over.

hyunsuk nor yoshi knew she had came over since they were both at the company and junkyu immediately made her snuggle with him.

now, y/n loved cuddling with junkyu. however, once he latched onto her, it was hard to make him let go.

“kyu, i got ( work / lecture )” she struggled against his grip that seemed to tighten every time she almost got free

junkyu didn’t live up to the paper doll nickname when it came to cuddling his girlfriend.

“fuck it, go back to sleep”

“i can’t!” junkyu whined and snuggled into her even more

y/n sighed.

“fine, just let me ( text my boss / email my professor ) that i’m not feeling well” junkyu cheered sleepily as he felt y/n reach for her phone and listen to the clicking of her keyboard

she put her phone back down and readjusted herself into junkyu’s arms.

“goodnight” y/n pecked his lips softly which made him giggle

“i love you”

“i love you too”

[seoksafe]

• yoshiㅤ౨ৎ treasure lockscreens !

[mirnimo]

The fact I can't look up content from treasure by just typing "treasure" on Tumblr because most of it is porn 😭😭😭 Also the teume fandom on here is tiny but full of wonderful people. I wish we could have a revival on here as a fandom!

[imsparklingunicorn]

I Am In Love With This Jihoon With This Haircut Too

[write-here-n-now]

The one-shot option for ENHYPEN, TXT or TREASURE came in at 3rd place on the previous poll so here is the poll to choose group and member. The members + genres were chosen based on a random name picker (if anyone was curious as to why these were the choices)

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[asahistime]

a/n : junghwan is your bestfriend, he’s in a relationship and you’re just in love.

i still need to learn how to use this app and write on here properly lol. anyways i was listening to sad love songs and i might have projected on here a bit… awkward

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“i can’t love you in dark.” i spoke to junghwan. for once, he heard me.

“what are you talking about?” he made a confused face. a tear slipped from my left eye.

it took a long time to realize it was never going to be me. junghwan was always mine but i was never his. we were always going to be defeated.

“i still remember the day you told me about her.”

“dalia?” he looked down.

daila, his future girlfriend, wife, lover, everything. it’ll be okay, i’ll love you forever. but, who knows how long forever is?

“i don’t understand why i’m so scared about this. i always practiced how i was going to say but then dalia came in and suddenly i wasn’t even a thought. i didn’t mean to intrude about any of this. but i needed to say all of this because i would never and now that im saying this it feels like i’m losing you and myself on the way there.”

“i- ”

i cut him off, “don’t say anything. don’t ruin this for me because you feel bad because but i don’t. i feel relieved because i can finally let you go.”

“who said anything about letting you go?!” he blurted

“i can’t keep loving my best friend.” my voice cracked as i tried to look him in the eyes.

“no. we can still be friends!” he tried defending our friendship.

“it’s been a while since i last thought we were friends.” i confessed. i gave him his stupid friendship bracelet that made me cry when i got home because he was mine for a moment. i gave him his stupid sweater that gave me warmth on the loneliest and coldest nights. i gave him my all because it was all mine.

“i wish you had said something before. i.. i had something to tell you too. i always hoped that you stared longer, smiled longer, felt longer around me. i always wished it was you.” he smiled through his tears.

“i don’t think i’ll find someone like you. nobody compares to you. as a person or a lover. but i think i would prefer you as mine.” he started as he looked into my eyes.

i felt like i could finally breathe. it was enchanting and amazing and beautifully heartbreaking. suddenly, it felt like 10 years ago when i met him on that gloomy day. raining and depressing. and he was the sunshine that lit my life.

“you felt the same?” i sobbed out. i put my hand over my hand, i felt sick. he held me as i cried into his arms.

“don’t do this. please. i can’t lose you. i don’t want to lose my person.” junghwan voice cracked, “i’ll always look out for you and be there for you. you don’t have to give me these things back. i just want you back.”

i pulled away and looked around. this is their shared apartment with their shared photos and shared coffee and shared warmth. what am i doing? i can’t do this to another girl.

“what are we doing?” i questioned. i felt terrible and immediately started backing away. i shouldn’t even be here. i really shouldn’t.

“i don’t even understand why i am here. i don’t know why. i don’t deserve to come here and say these stupid feelings that i had and say them too late.”

“but you did and i thank you for it. i realized maybe we were right for each other. but maybe isn’t enough.” he added on.

“you know you were like stars in the dark for me. you always shined when nobody was there and only people who were out at the right time saw you. i tried to find other stars but you always shined the brightest.” he said. “i don’t think i could ever search for my star when she’s right here looking at me.”

you don’t need a star when you have the whole galaxy coming home soon. you don’t need me. i shouldn’t need you but i can’t stop loving the moon.

i smiled for the last time before saying, “junghwan, thank you for all the moments you made me laugh, smile, cry, love and made me feel so special. i thank you for letting me speak, but i hate you for letting me love you. and i hate you for loving you. and i hate you because you loved me.”

“i don’t think i’ll ever find someone like you and i hope i don’t because i’ll fall in love once again.”

i looked at him one more time, taking him in all my glory and for the first time in forever i wished i could kiss him goodbye.

“i’ll see you soon. i know i will.” junghwan held my hand as he uttered words.

i turned around, taking step by step. day by day, i’ll get over this childish love and stupid boy. but he won’t be a stupid boy. he’ll just be a boy.

the doorknob started twisting and turning and stomach did as well. the door opened and dalia was there, beautiful as always. her smile turned into a frown. “what happened? why are you crying?” her kindness will always live on in junghwan, i just hope he doesn’t forget about me.

“i think i lost something dear to me,” i turned around and looked at junghwan and back to dalia,”i hope you take care of it.”

dalia gave me her doe eyes, she has no clue what happened. “if i’ll find it, i’ll send it to you!” i just laughed and smiled. “i really hope you do.” i gave junghwan one last smile. and i finally mouthed,

“goodbye.”

[lavender-kills]

[hrtsforharuto]

I’m feeling things jabsjowhdkowjdkslnd

[junghwcns]

ENCHANTÉ ☕️ so junghwan

☆ pairing: soulmate!junghwan x fem!reader

☆ genre: fluff, love at first sight, strangers to lovers, soulmates

☆ wc: ~0.7k

☆ summary: all it takes is a little tug in the invisible string, tying you two together

☆ warnings: junghwan and reader speak a little bit of french, junghwan calls reader "mademoiselle",

☆ note: the minute i saw these pics i knew i had to write a fic inspired by them .... i love u my paris boy, so junghwan ♥︎

"And isn't it just so pretty to think / All along there was some / Invisible string / Tying you to me?" - Invisible String by Taylor Swift

You know soulmates exist, you can see it all around you, but you’ve never experienced the feeling of just clicking with someone until you met Junghwan. When you first saw him, it was your 19th birthday and you were reading in Parc Monceau, enjoying the beautiful spring weather. You met eyes with the pretty boy sitting across the path from you and he smiled. Oh, how you will never forget that smile. 

The time after that, you saw him while you were with a friend at a café. He walked by and when he saw you, a look of recognition passed over his face as if he had been looking for you all over Paris. You met eyes and you smiled this time.You knew nothing about this boy and yet, you still feel like you’re somehow fated to meet. 

Eventually, he became a part of your daily life. You’d see each other at the farmer’s markets on Saturday mornings, you with your tote bag and cardigan and him with his jean jacket and black backpack, and on the metro with his headphones in and brown hair, shaggy from a long day of whatever he seemed to do during his day. 

The day that he finally broke the unspoken barrier, you were sitting in your favorite café, which also happens to be the one he seems to be a regular at as well. He was sitting with his friends and when you walked in and passed by him, he stopped what he was doing just to look at you and smile, making it known to you that the recognition was mutual. Once you were settled, he got up from the tiny table adorned with empty espresso cups and half-eaten croissants and walked towards you.

“Excusez-moi mademoiselle… ce siège est-il occupé?”

You look up from your computer, confusion written all over your face but it immediately fades to nervousness as you start to recognize the person standing beside your table.

“Pardon, qu'avez-vous dit?” you say in broken French. You had just moved to Paris for university and your high school French classes were absolutely no help in your everyday dealings with the local Parisians. 

“Is this seat taken?” Junghwan repeats in slightly-French accented English.

“Oh, no, go ahead!” You gesture to the open seat across from you and he sits down in front of you. This was the first time you had ever seen him up this close. He was wearing the same fleece-lined jean jacket he was wearing the first time you saw him paired with a red and gray plaid button up shirt and black jeans. He had the softest looking long, brown hair and big, brown eyes. 

“So ……” you start to say but then realize you don’t even know this boy’s name.

“Junghwan.” 

“Right. So, Junghwan, what can I do for you today?”

“See my friends over there?” he asks, pointing to the group of teenagers sitting at the table he formerly occupied. They all smile and wave, to which you smile and wave back.

“Yeah…?”

“I told them how I happen to see this beautiful girl everywhere I go and that she even happens to be here today in this very café and somehow they convinced me to come over and talk to you.”

“Well, here you are.”

“Here I am…” he looks over at his friends who are gesturing for him to keep talking. He gets a surge of courage, something he’ll later tell you was fate, pushing him towards the girl he was connected to by an invisible string and says, “What’re your plans for today?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“Would you possibly want to go on a tour of Paris with me? I’m going to guess that you just moved here, based on your French, and who better to take you around Paris than a local?”

“And why would I do that? You haven’t even asked me my name yet.” You respond, trying your best to fake some suspicion into your voice.

“Oh shoot, you’re right. Let me try this again.” Junghwan gets up and walks back over to the table his friends are, pauses briefly, and walks back over to you.

“Excusez-moi mademoiselle…¿ce siège est-il occupé?” 

“Non.” You reply through giggles that seem to keep bubbling up whenever you’re around him.

He sits down in the seat he occupied only a few minutes ago. “Comment t'appelles-tu?” 

“Je m’appelle Y/n. Et toi?”

“Enchanté, Y/n. Je m’appelle Junghwan.” He pauses. “Is that better?”

Another laugh escapes your mouth. “Yes, that’s better. So, where are we going?”

[kpop-bbg]

[bgarchivee]

yoshi (treasure)

[goddidher]

∿ ❀ ㅤ𑂁ㅤㅤ⌒ ༄🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏼‍♂️🧚🏾‍♂️ㅤ ˚ㅤ⬭ but home

[takeiteasykurea]

happiest 19th birhday to this very talented bean!! aaah jeongwoo ya, enjoy your last teenage year! may it be filled with so much memories you can look back and cherish. 🫶🫶🫶🫶