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littlestarrykenobi · 4 years ago

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“I’m Good at Getting on my Knees and Begging”

Ukai x Y/N x TimeSkip!Daichi

Word Count: 2340

Warnings: Hair pulling, oral, soft dom themes, alcohol consumption (but lots of consent!)

You had grown so used to Ukai and Daichi’s bickering that the times where they were gone felt too quiet around the shop. Oh, you appreciated the break. The times when Ukai was off at practice so the constant muttering over the small television on the counter stopped, the times when Daichi wouldn’t be standing over your counter in his uniform, scrolling through his work phone as he drank his coffee… but at the same time, as you checked the clock ticking away on the wall you felt the silence. Silence didn’t describe it either as the low hum of the machines kept you company. You perked up as you heard Ukai’s car coming down the road, knowing your loneliness was about to come to an end.

“Yeah?! Well if you did more receiving drills-”

“Me?! You’re head coach! You can order whatever damn drills-”

“Oh, now you don’t want to be head coach?! Yeah, seems about right!”

“When did I say I wanted to be?!”

“Shut your mouth!”

That was certainly your boys. You couldn’t help but laugh as you went to greet them, leaning against the back door as they pulled their duffels out of his small vehicle.

“So, I take it the game didn’t exactly go spectacularly?” You joked, earning a frustrated huff in return from the older coach.

“Oi, y/n, tell Daichi he’s still that same dumbass he was in high school would you?” Ukai grumbled, lighting a cigarette.

“I told you to quit those, old man!” Daichi griped back.

“No, you said I couldn’t smoke with you in the car! God no wonder you’re single. Do you bitch this much to the people you bring home?!”

You laughed as you pushed Daichi inside, letting him drop the duffel off on the desk as he watched you lock the front doors. “I should be getting home, it’s late.”

“No way, I am not letting you go home alone,” Daichi insisted with a smile, waving his arm dismissively. “I can drive you.”

“It’s really not that long of a walk I-“

“Great! I would love to walk you home then! I need the exercise. Stuck sitting next to the walking dead over there all day anyway.”

“What did you call me?!”

“Oh hush, you both had long days!” You insisted, disregarding how Daichi looked at you as you brushed by his large frame in the small doorway, squeezing by. You two had been in the same high school class but hadn’t had a chance to interact much… not that it’d stopped him from noticing how cute you were.

“Well at least stay for a drink then?” Ukai suggested as he put out the cigarette, thinking that if it got a little later he might be able to be the one to drive you home instead.

“Yeah, a drink at least?” Daichi added, finally finding common ground. “I know he’s been working you like a dog with overtime on our account.”

“Do you always find a way to make it something negative? Damn, no wonder the guys are scared of you.”

“It’s better to be feared and respected isn’t it?” Daichi said defensively with a tight lipped smile, the fire in his eyes betraying his frustration.

“Okay, if it will get you two to quit I’ll stay for a drink.” You sigh, giving into their usual brand of chaos.

One turned into two which turned into a little more. You still had your head about you, to be sure, since the goal really wasn’t to get drunk. You’d done that plenty with both Ukai and Daichi before and trusted them with your safety but you did enjoy the warm fuzzy feeling being buzzed and cuddled up between the both of them afforded you. You seemed to be the one thing that got them to quit their arguing… But your inattentiveness only lead to surprise as you felt two calloused hands slowly slide to your thighs. Ukai on your left, Daichi on your right. The backs of their hands touched, both men immediately looking up to stare the other down.

“You know it’s getting late, Ukai,” Daichi said in his dangerously even tone. “Might want to get to bed. Old men like you need their rest and they’re much younger. They’ll want to be up for a while.”

“Old man, eh?” Ukai smirked, chuckling lightly. “I think you mean experienced. Lovers don’t expire, Sawamura. We age like fine wine. If you want to see what this old man can do, I’m sure they won’t mind an audience.”

Your cheeks flushed as you realized the situation they were putting you in. Their intense eyes turned to you, clearly wanting a decision.

“N-Now guys I don’t really know what’s going on here but,” You stammered, trying to buy some time to think.

“We want to fuck you, both of us.” Ukai said, sharply to the point. “What? Glare at me all you want Sawamura but we both know what we want, why shouldn’t they?”

“But do you have to put it so… Grossly, Keishin?” Daichi groaned, rubbing his temples as he tried to process and move past it. “But he’s not… fuck he’s not wrong. O-Of course you don’t have to fuck either of us. Just say the word and I’ll walk you to your place right now.”

You covered your face with your hands, heart pounding. You’d been imagining and fantasizing for so many years for a day like this hadn’t you? Why the hell is it when it’s finally happening you’re paralyzed with fear?!

“What if I want both?” you squeak, voice cracking. That only made it worse, fully mortified as Ukai began to laugh.

“H-Hey! That’s not- That’s not funny!” Daichi barked, pulling you in by your waist. “Don’t laugh at them.”

“N-No it’s not at them I swear!” Ukai promised through his chuckles, shaking his head. “It’s just so cute how they asked. As if we could say no to such a tempting offer…”

Ukai lightly pushed your hair away from your face, one hand easing yours away so his long fingers could travel down your cheek and jawline, a small smirk on his face. You looked back to Daichi, seeing him nodding quietly.

“You’re sure you want this?” he asked quietly, smiling as you whispered your consent. His lips met yours in an instant, Ukai’s hands quickly moving to your work blouse, unbuttoning it so he could get access to your soft skin as quickly as possible. The callouses only heightened your sensitivity, feeling all your awareness come back before the way his fingers squeezed your sensitive nipples obliterated it all over again.

“Fuck,” you whined, quiet, nearly under your breath as his lips attached to one sensitive bud, Daichi’s hands quickly moving to unbutton and unzip your jeans, easily slipping his hand inside despite how large they were and how tight the strong fabric tried to hold onto your form.

“Kei, I want them naked,” Daichi huffed. “Help me out.”

“Gladly,” Keinshin smirked, leaning you back on Daichi as he grabbed your belt loops, pulling them off quickly along with your underthings. You were naked for the first time in front of the two of them and you looked… perfect. They loved your every soft curve, every inch of skin, every flaw… They didn’t hesitate to start exploring with their lips, wanting to cover every inch.

“W-Wait I-I haven’t shaved or-” you tried to whine, but Ukai shook his head.

“You’re going to be delicious no matter what baby, I can tell,” He smirked.

“You know I’m surprised at you, Kei,” Daichi chuckled. “How Takeda put it, I thought you liked it when they got on their knees to beg more.”

Ukai shot him a look, a growl rumbling in the older man’s chest. “Maybe I should use your mouth instead of theirs if you’re going to be such a brat,” Ukai threatened, only succeeding in making Daichi roll his eyes.

“Just shut up and prove you’re not just all blowing smoke huh?”

Daichi had your head resting on his chest still, playing with your tits as he watched everything Ukai did. The coach wasted no time, tongue working your sensitive spots, licking and sucking greedily as his fingers began to work and stretch your hole, gaining speed as he found the ways you liked best, not afraid to experiment to make your pleasure all the better. You were surrounded by the scent of Daichi’s cologne, of Ukai’s cigarettes, of the liquor on both of their lips. The shop didn’t only have the signature sound of their bickering anymore, nor was it the silence broken by the humming of the lights and vending machines. Whimpers and moans, hard fought for and easily won, as Daichi was forced to close his eyes, uselessly grinding himself against your back as he felt himself reach a breaking point.

You could feel the coil in your stomach now, slowly but surely coming to that tipping point before Ukai suddenly pulled away.

“On your hands and knees, pretty. I wasn’t stretching that cute hole of yours for nothing.”

“W-What?! Hold on what are you wanting them to-” Daichi tried to argue before Ukai helped you into the position he wanted. Your mouth hovered over Daichi’s covered cock, making him breathe a little heavier as he slowly looked up at Ukai.

“I’m not a total asshole,” Ukai chuckled as he shoved the waistband of his athletic pants down, teasing your hole with the head of his thick cock. “But c’mon, I’m not waiting around for you kid.”

Daichi eagerly pulled himself free, letting you see him for the first time. It was thick, heavy in your hands as you gasped, letting out a cry of pleasure as Ukai mentally counted the inches disappearing into your needy body.

One, two…

Daichi couldn’t help himself, eagerly taking advantage of your open mouth to pull you down on top of him, the thick veins pulsing as he let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in.

Three, four, five…

The more he pushed into you the further down on Daichi’s cock you went, the choked moans and whines only making it harder for the dark headed man to resist shoving you down completely on his length. He wanted to hear the way you choked, watch how you squirmed, wanted to know what it’d be like to have you a drooling, fucked out mess… But he wasn’t in charge right now. Somehow, despite being the one fucking your mouth, despite the way he’d always owned every other sexual encounter he’d ever had, he was back to taking orders from coach.

Six, seven, and ah, eight. Finally.

Ukai rested now, balls heavy as he waited. He needed to give you a second, no matter how delicious it was that you whined and bucked your hips back against him. “Be good little pet and we’ll reward you, don’t worry,” he cooed. “You like being rewarded right?”

You nodded eagerly, sucking Daichi hard as he groaned, tossing his head back as he thrusted into your mouth.

“Good, good you’re being such a good little bitch in heat aren’t ya?” Ukai chuckled, but he wasn’t just looking at you when he said it, not that you could tell the difference. Daichi blushed heavily, trying to avoid eye contact with his old coach.

Once Ukai started to really move, he grabbed your hips for leverage, groaning sweetly, muttering curse words, letting you happily bury your nose in Daichi’s dark, curly bush as you took him as deep as you could, gagging, pulling back, then going back for more. Daichi pulled off his t-shirt, looking like a chiseled statue as his muscles flexed, watching every last ripple as he took your hair in his hand to use it as leverage.

“I’ve got it from here, sweet pea,” He cooed, not taking you off his cock as he finally moved onto his knees, forcing you up from your forearms to your hands, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes he’d been fantasizing about since high school. “Fuck you’re so gorgeous, I want you to swallow me down, okay?”

You moaned sweetly, whining and whining as Ukai’s pace only got more intense, slowing down with a sharp look from Daichi.

‘Can’t a man just chase his orgasm without some dumb punk kid getting in the way?’ Ukai thought bitterly but savored the slower pace, reaching around to play with your sex to try and reach your orgasm. The situation was too perfect, eagerly sucking Daichi’s cock down as Keishin hit your sweet spot over and over. When that coil finally became too tight to handle, you came around Ukai without warning. It was like that was the last thing they were holding onto, the pretty tears rolling down your cheeks and pretty cum dripping from Ukai’s hand being the rain that washes away any pretense at softness. Daichi let out a growl as he grabbed your hair tighter, Ukai doubled his efforts, both of them chasing after their own euphoria with little regard for how tight the muscles in your jaw were getting or how weak your legs were becoming. They were curtious men though, Daichi pulling out at the last second to spray your chest, Ukai happily delivering a few playful smacks as he pulled out and jacked himself once, twice, then spilled his seed onto your arched back.

The hum of electricity and panting.

It was better than a symphony at the right time… and in the afterglow it was delightful.

“Both of you, upstairs… You’ll stay with me.” Ukai said softly. “After you can walk.”

“O-Okay,” Daichi nodded weakly, pulling you into his lap as Ukai found tissues in the office. “You okay sweetie pie?”

You nodded, giggling lightly as you curled further into Daichi’s warmth. “I’m with my two favorite guys aren’t I…?”

Ukai’s cheeks heated up with a blush for the first time that night. Maybe… This wouldn’t be a one time thing after all.

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talesofarcadia78 · 3 years ago

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Hello! 😄 Can I request a fluffy oneshot with prompts: “And I love, I love, I love you.” and [a gentle “I love you too” whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger kiss] about Douxie attempts to confess his romantic feelings to shy!female!human! reader and he end up super flustered, but its okay because she thinks it's cute? Hint: She has romantic feelings for Douxie too! I live for flustered Douxie! 💖 Please?? ~🌼

A/n: Special thanks to @itsgabby.2021 for helping!

Confession || One shot

The wind picked up, letting out a quiet whistle. The leaves on the trees had started to change it's colours from the bright green to a warm orange. You wrapped your scarf around your neck and tugged on your jumper, attempting to get warmer.

You continued your way down the path to work.

The smell of coffee instantly hit you as soon as you opened the door of your beloved GDT Arcane Books. You hung your tote bag on one of the hangers next to the entrance.

"Good morning, Y/n!" a chipper voice called from the second floor of the store.

"Good morning, Douxie!" you called back.

You walked over to Douxie's cat, Archie, who was enjoying the morning sun by a window. You pat Archie on his exposed stomach, earning a purr before making your way over to the register.

You had been working at the bookstore for only a month but you felt like that you've been working there forever. Douxie was in urgent need of an employee as his last one had left the state with his wife. He had hung posters all over town, handing any passing person his business card and making calls to his friends to spread the word. Luckily, you had just moved from Europe to the small, quaint town, Arcadia, desperately needing a job.

One day, you were walking around in town, when you noticed a poster saying that GDT Arcane Books was hiring. You rushed over to the store to get interviewed. You were honestly expecting an ageing women/man to be the owner. But it turned out to be your pen pal, Hisirdoux Casperan. He was very happy to meet you in person after years of communicating through letters. He immediately gave you the job, no interview needed, since he knew practically everything about you and vice versa.

After a couple of days of working at the store, you had started to admire Douxie more than just a friend. You had developed a crush on him, which slowly turned into love. But, you knew that Douxie would never feel the same way, so you keep your mouth shut. You were happy with what you had and didn't want to ruin it by blurting out your feelings.

Little did you know, Douxie felt the same way for you.

The offer had been placed to stay at Douxie's place, knowing that you were new in town. But you politely declined, since you were already staying at a pink haired witch's apartment named Zoe Ashildr.

Turns out, Zoe and Douxie knew each other as fellow wizards. Douxie trusted Zoe to keep you safe and kept you company whenever he couldn't.

Back to the present, Douxie came down the stairs with two cups of coffee in each hand, whilst using his telekinesis floated empty boxes behind him.

"Here's a cup of coffee for a lovely lady," Douxie winked as he set a cup on the register as you were counting a new shipment of books.

"Thanks, Doux!" you called, keeping your self distracted as your cheeks had turned a crimson red from his comment.

+ + + + + +

You went to the back, needing to refill a few shelves with new novels.

Almost there…

Your fingers lightly brushed the book you wanted, but you failed to grab it.

You tried again, standing on your tip toes, even though you were on a ladder, you took the risk. This time you successfully got the novel but your foot slipped off of the ladder.

"Douxie!"

Douxie was walking to the back, wondering why you were taking so long, when he heard his name getting yelled by none other than you.

He rushed into the back room to see you falling from a dangerous height.

"Magna tawna truess!" Douxie incanted.

A sky blue aura surrounded you, saving you from the fall. You slowly got placed on the ground.

"You alright?" Douxie asked, frantically looking over you for any injuries.

"I-I'm alright Douxie," you replied.

He let out a sigh of relief.

"Whenever you need to get something from that height, just ask me, okay?"

You nodded in response.

+ + + + + +

You handed the book to the petit, old lady, who gave you some cash, along with a tip, before she headed out of the store.

“Time to close up shop,” Douxie stated, coming out from the back room.

“Finally! It’s been a long day,” you replied, stretching.

Douxie laughed at your antics.

“Get some rest, Y/n,” he smiled, heading to the front door and holding it open for you.

“Thanks, Doux. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said as you walked past him, “I-- ummm… Bye.”

“Yes. Bye, love. See you tomorrow,” he chuckled.

You made your way to you and Zoe’s shared apartment.

You couldn’t help but fluster yourself as thoughts of Douxie ran through your mind.

Before you knew it, you had arrived at your destination, Zoe ready to greet you.

“Hey, Y/n!” Zoe called, leaning on the doorframe, “How was work?”

“Oh, y’know… same-same,” you answered as you entered the abode.

“I forgot to mention this earlier! Douxie’s coming over for dinner!” she hollered from her spot in the kitchen as if she didn’t expect a reaction out of you.

“W-w-what?!” you sputtered, spitting out the drink that was in your mouth.

“Yeah! He should be here at 7!”

You looked at the time.

6:45…

“But… that’s… t-that’s in 15 minutes!” you cried as you ran to your room and rummaged through your clothes for something to wear.

“Well, you better hurry!” she snickered, playfully rolling her eyes.

After rummaging through your wardrobe, you finally found (you choose what you want to wear, rather than the usual plain white shirt and black pants.

Abruptly, you heard the door bell rang.

Oh no… Douxie's here.

You scrambled out of your room and into the main room to see Zoe standing in the doorway, greeting Douxie. He walked inside and spotted you.

"Hey, Y/n!" Douxie waved.

"H-Hi Douxie," you said, “W-what a nice surprise…”

“Indeed. I thought dinner was cancelled when you left work, but Zoe reminded me,” he informed.

You all sat down at the dining table, Zoe serving you your meals.

Zoe and Douxie talked over dinner, exchanging quips and banters.

You just sat there with your mouth shut, afraid of saying something embarrassing in front of Douxie.

After dinner, you tidied up the table, carrying the dishes to the sink.

“Hey! We should get some dessert! How does ice cream sound?” Zoe asked.

You and Douxie exchanged excited glances and nodded in agreement.

“Sounds good,” you smiled.

“Great! Let’s go!” Zoe exclaimed, ushering you and Douxie out the door.

+ + + + + +

You all were enjoying your ice cream at the Bluff, as you all had found the ice cream truck there. Douxie and you were sitting on the bench that was provided, while Zoe was sitting crossed-legged on the ground.

You were showing Douxie all the constellations, pointing each one out to him. He was amazed by all of your knowledge on just stars and space. Douxie knew you had an interest in a lot of things, cooking, art, sport, space, and a whole other stuff. Now, he knows you also take an interest in constellations.

Suddenly, someone's phone began ringing. Zoe noticed it was hers and picked it up.

By the way Zoe's expression turned from happy and cheerful from stressed and worried, you could tell, something was wrong.

She hung up and jumped to her feet.

"Sorry, guys. I have to go. There's a problem at Hex Tech," Zoe explained. "Bye!"

She rushed off before either you or Douxie could say anything.

You both looked at each other and shrugged before going back to constellations.

+ + + + +

Now, you two were just gazing at the stars. Douxie was in deep thought.

He had fallen in love with you in the few months he had started to write letters to you. He had only seen you through a photo that you had attached of yourself in the second letter to him, but he also got to know you through the letters. You had poured your heart into those letters, telling him everything and anything. Douxie had done the same.

He wanted to confess to you so badly! Douxie had planned to confess his feelings a few days ago, though it didn't turn out so great.

Douxie had taken you out to lovely restaurant for dinner. Everything was going according to his plan, your hands were in his as he was going to say everything, when the waiter came and interrupted. And for what? The damn bill!

You being you, took out your card to pay. Douxie wouldn't allow that. So, you two started to argue over who was going to pay the bill. Douxie ended up paying, as he planned the dinner for you.

He tried again outside of the restaurant, where there would be no interruptions. Well, that's what he thought.

You had to go to a friend’s house just after the dinner, so they decided to pick you up. Douxie had no idea about this.

Again, he was going to confess, when a car pulled up beside you two, telling you to hop in.

You apologised and headed off.

After you were gone, Douxie kicked the ground and headed to his house.

Defeated.

+ + + + + +

As you were looking up at the night sky, star gazing, Douxie was gazing at you.

He had made up his mind. He was going to tell you. Everything. Right then and there.

"Uh… Y/n? I-- uh… I wanted to tell you something," Douxie spoke up.

You turned your attention to him, "Yeah?"

Douxie took your hands in his, which made you blush a little.

"Okay, here goes nothing. Y/n… ever since I saw you-- I mean… wrote to you… Well, after I got to know you through writing letters-- through the letters, I started to look at you differently. Not in a weird way! Just more than a friend? Then, when I saw you for the first time in Arcadia, before you came to the shop. I was shocked, like I was surprised that you were in Arcadia. It's not a bad thing! I thought you lived in Europe, but turns out you moved. Anyways, I started to admire you than more a friend. I've gotten to know so much about you over the past month. So, all I want to say is that… I love you…" Douxie stammered.

You giggled at his stammering and flustered state.

He is so adorable.

Douxie took a deep breath before he repeated, "I love you." He stared into your eyes before he pressed his lips onto yours, kissing you softly as you kissed back. You both pulled away, keeping your foreheads touching.

"I love you, too," you whispered.

Douxie's eyes lit up like a child before he pulled you into another kiss, though this time, it was more stronger than the first.

You both pulled away for air just as you heard a click.

You turned your head to the source, to see a pink-haired witch standing there with her phone out, clearly taking pictures.

"Aww! You two are so cute!" Zoe cooed.

You furiously blushed and buried your face into Douxie's chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

"Zoe Ashildr!"

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sailorhyunjinz · 4 years ago

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~ 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ~

Part II

All picture rights to their respective owners.

ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥: Photographer!Hyunjin x fem!model!reader, model!bestfriend!Felix, barista!Seungmin, agedup!straykids, fluff, character driven story, stranger to lovers, summer!au, mentions of death/passing away, mentions of injury, slight angst, mentions of self doubt, mentions of bad economy.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 4.6 k

ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖: lmao if anyone is wondering why the cafe is open at night; it actually exists! most commonly found in korea but hey this fic doesnt have a set place so just imagine that it’s a cafe that works 24/7 ALRIGHTY?

If you have any feedback I’m more than happy to receive it! <3

Taking pictures of you - MASTERLIST

ONE｜TWO｜THREE

“What do you think this means? Why does he want to contact me?”

You anxiously paced around the living room, Felix sitting on the small grey sofa, his soft brown eyes going from left to right, following your distressed figure.

“Maybe he just wanted to talk to you directly, make it feel more personal you know?”

Felix sounded unsure of his own answer as he tilted his head questioningly, his gaze still glued on you.

“But why does he want to know me personally? Does he do this with every model?” You bit your lip as you thought, stopping hastly before running to the kitchen and grabbing the water bottle from the day of the photoshoot.

“y/n! What are you even...” Felix abruptly halted his sentence before widening his eyes at your intentions.

“Surely you’re not actually gonna call him?” he asked in surprise.

“I should at least find out what his motive is! I can’t just ignore the poor boy can I?” you held the water bottle tightly in your hand, removing the plastic wrapper with the number scribbled on and observed his delicate handwriting.

“He seems...strange, to say the least. He rarely talks to people during events and is only ever interested in anything that involves his work.”

Felix knew since he himself was a model. The two of you met during a casting in the earlier years of your career, both being youthful teenagers with dreams and slightly puffy cheeks, babyfat that eventually got away and revealed your hidden features. The day of the casting Felix injured his foot causing him to fall when walking in front of the hawk-eyed judges. Your heart ached when you saw his desperate figure on the cold floor, he was just like everyone else in that frigid casting room, just a youngster with a dream. You passed the audition, smiling as you accepted a blue clipboard with papers from the judges, feeling everyone’s eyes drilling into your back with jealousy. Moments later, after night had fallen over the big city, you found Felix hunched over a small step of stairs meant for the fire escape.

“H-hey,,,uhm, are you fine?”

You hestitated speaking to the quivering boy, his hands covering his face as tears dripped of his chin.

“W-what do you care?!” he spat towards you, his attitude making you want to leave but you felt to guilty to do that, after all he was simply upset and not actually mad.

You inched closer to his cowered body and sat down next to him on the hard stone steps. You looked at him in guilt. You had passed the audition but how were you any better than him? Softly, you put your hand on his shoulder, patting it a couple of times and letting the dark haired boy cry out, his sobs echoing in the dark stairway. He leaned into your touch and you ended up hugging him in silence for what seemed like hours.

Times change and here he is. Signed to a highly respectable agency and catching flights left to right. Nothing more made you prouder than knowing that he didn’t give up on his dream.

“Felix! He’s not strange... maybe he’s just shy?” you tried to defend Hyunjin but realised how defensive you got over somebody you barely knew.

“Shy? In this line of work?” he furrowed his eyebrows, glancing at the white wrapper in your hands. “I’m not sure...what if he’s interested in you in that way?”

Your heart almost jumped out of your chest upon hearing Felix’s words.

“You mean r-romantically?” you cleared your throat, feeling butterflies in the depths of your stomach.

“Well...that will never happen, don’t wanna ruin your career, right y/n?”

Your gaze fell onto the white wrapper in your hand as your heart started beating faster.

“R-right y/n?” He coughed as you grabbed your phone and started typing in the digits, glancing over at the wrapper and pressing accordingly.

“Y/n, are you crazy? What if he actually has romatic interests in you? That could ruin both of your careers especially since he’s a world famous photographer that has every girl wrapped around his finger because of his looks.” Felix spoke bitterly, looking at your phone screen and then back at you with heightened eyebrows.

“I’ll guess I’ll have to find out, Felix”

“Ok but do that after I leave, I don’t want to hear you talk about him anymore and also be careful. You never know whats brewing on the inside in people like him” he said while rolling his eyes.

“What you wanna eat then bestie?” you laughed as you threw your phone onto the couch and made your way to the pantry.

♡

Hours later Felix was waveing at your from the other of the door, you waved back at the freckled boy, smiling at him.

“Be careful with that dude!” he yelled as he walked down to the flight of stairs, his voice echoing in the old apartment complex.

“I will, mom!” you laughed at his cute consideration before shutting the heavy door.

Silence broke out once the door shut, leaving you alone in the apartment yet again. You dragged your feet on the light laminated floor, making your way to the couch where your phone was buried underneath a multitude of pillows.

“Where did I put that number”. You searched for it, finding your phone and the wrapper wedged between two seat cushions. Sitting down, you landed with a thump on the soft couch, the blue light from your phone emitting onto your face as you typed in the number yet again. A big lump was situated in your throat, your hands shaking as you sent a message to the number.

[y/n] Hi! It’s y/n, it was a pleasure working with you.

You stared at the message you sent before cursing to yourself.

“Why the fuck did I write that? He’s gonna think that I’m some sort of weirdo, can I ever do anything ri-”

A pling from your phone erupted in the living room, catching you off guard. It’s probably not him, why would he reply so fast?

You were wrong, it was him.

[Hyunjin] Hello! It’s Hyunjin, hope you weren’t too surprised at me leaving my number. I’m just happy that you decided to reply.

You gulped as you typed. It didn’t seem like he’d ever done something like this before.

[y/n] No, not at all! Did the pictures turn out well?

[Hyunjin] Oh, you haven’t seen them?

[y/n] My manager usually shows them on the date of the release...

[Hyunjin] How about this, we meet up and I’ll show you the pictures beforehand. We’ll keep it a secret from your company.

M-meet up? This soon? A million thoughts passed through your mind in an instant, your mind zoning out while your eyes were glued on the well-lit screen that displayed the messages. You were curious about the photos but also about him. Wanting to know more about the blond boy and his abrupt ways you replied back, fingers shaking while moving over the keyboard.

[y/n] Sure, when and where?

You didn’t have any work to do anyways so why not solve the mystery called Hwang Hyunjin?

[Hyunjin] 2 PM, tomorrow

An adress was attached to the message which led to cafe you used to work at, not to far from your place. You placed your phone beside you and looked up at the white ceiling, sighing heavily. Maybe Felix was right, it’s strange to meet someone you’ve only met once, especially since he’s met countless of models just like you if not even better. The thoughts consumed too much of your energy and you ended up falling asleep on the couch, chest heaving peacefully.

♡

The sudden vibration of your phone woke you up, the sun shining through the window as you grabbed your phone, light straining your eyes.

[Felix] I’m 100% sure that you messaged that dude, right?

You laughed before typing through squinting eyes, laying down on your back.

[y/n] What if I did?

[Felix] You’re insane

[y/n] That’s my charm, Lixie~

Putting the phone away you slowly sat up, looking around the sunlit living room as if you’d never seen it before. Rubbing your weary eyes, you yawned before thinking ‘breakfast!’

Without even taking one step to the kitchen your phone vibrated once again. You lifted your eyebrow at the signal but ignored it for the time being, thinking that’s it’s Felix pestering you about your desicion to talk to Hyunjin. After you made a bowl of porridge and quickly washed up in the bathroom you grabbed the phone, wanting to scroll through your socials but what you saw on your home screen made the spoon of porridge that was on it’s way towards your mouth stop.

[Hyunjin] Slept well?

You’ve met him once and he’s already asking such a question? But something made you believe that this isn’t how he normally is. He’s hiding a type of shyness underneath those bold messages and actions. This Hyunjin isn’t the one that you’ve been described, this is a different Hyunjin.

Your mind was blank. What do you even reply to that? In search for answers you texted Felix, knowing he wouldn’t give you a good answer but at least some emotional support.

[y/n] Lixie, what does one reply to the question “Slept well?”

[Felix] You don’t, you pack up your things and you leave.

[y/n] You dickhead

[Felix] That’s my charm y/n~

If you could punch someone through the screen you would punch Felix. Returning back to the message that Hyunjin sent you, you quickly typed something down and sent it.

[y/n] Yeah, fine! Everything well with you?

[Hyunjin] Yes, it’s fine. See you later then, y/n

The porridge infront of you had cooled down, now being a sloppy mess of oats with a spoon slowly sinking into the substance. You stared at the message before your gaze returned to the breakfast bowl. This wasn’t going to be an easy day.

♡

The clock ticked as your stomach was filling up with butterflies, one by one.

“This is a casual meeting not a date, y/n” you mumbled as you tapped your foot, standing infront of the multiple racks of clothing in your slightly stuffy walk-in closet. You rarely wore even half of the clothes. Most of the pieces were sent by companies or given to you after photoshoots, this being both a blessing and a curse.

Your hand gravitated towards a white blouse with puffy sleeves because it reminded you of him. You shook your head wanting to get the thought out of your head. You hated that you cared so much about him but at the same time you knew why. Because he ignited a feeling of longing. A feeling called love.

Snatching the blouse from it’s hanger you digged through your drawers and fished up a pair of beige colored wide pants. You glanced at the brown watch on your wrist as you stepped into the pants, pulling off your pyjama top in one swift motion before putting on the flowy blouse. You looked in the mirror, combing through your hair with your fingers and reaching for a pair of pearl earrings that rested in a small tray infront of the mirror. Turning around, you observed the shelf that displayed the dozens of shoes in your possession, all while tilting your head and putting on the small pearls. Varnished heels would be good, right? Stretching out your arm to grab the heels, your gaze feel on your watch. As usual, you were going to be late and you hoped with every bit of your mind that Hyunjin wouldn’t find you rude. With the heels on you grabbed your purse, throwing in your keys that were decorated with keychains off all shapes and sizes as you staggered out the door.

The breeze hit your face as you made your way down the street, the heels clicked against the broad stone sidewalk making both women and men turn their heads. Lucky for you, Hyunjin chose the cafe where you happened to know somebody working at.

That somebody being your friend Seungmin.

You see, when you were just starting your career money was an issue. Your family wasn’t well off and when you set out to find your calling in the big city without a stable job your family was worried to say the least. You moved into a small apartment that more looked like a mouse burrow than an apartment. Holding a bag of trash you went down to the lobby of the apartment complex, the trashcan reeking as you lifted the lid and quickly threw in the bag, bending your spine backwards with a disgusted look on your face. Walking back you accidentally knocked down a paper that was resting on a corkboard by just how fast you walked passed. The light yellow paper landed infront of your feet, halting your movements. You picked it up.

« Searching for barista assistent »

The pay wasn’t too bad and neither were the working hours and so you folded the paper and went back into the apartment, smiling as you thought that this was the moment when everything changed.

And it did. Seungmin became one of your first friends in the city, right after Felix came into your life. You have very fond memories of that cafe. Working late nights with Seungmin, drinking coffee to stay awake through the late hours.

“What’s your dream, y/n?” Seungmin asked on one of the first days, still not knowing who you were and what your goals in this big city was.

“I-i want to become a model” you muttered underneath your breath, scared that he was going to belittle you and crush your dreams into nothing but fine powder.

“I believe in you, y/n” he said in a low voice, wiping the counter, not making eye contact as you stood on the other side.

Silence overtook the empty cafe, the low humming of cars on the road being the only noise that was heard before you cleared your throat, looking down at your shoes and leaning against the counter.

“Thank you Seungmin, that means a lot” you said before the silence took over again.

You swore you could’ve cried right then and there. Hearing those words when being in such a vulnerable situation really did mean a lot to you. His words stuck with you and in every interview where the interviewer asked about what you want to tell to aspiring models you always said those words. “I believe in you.”

The neon pink open sign in the window was brightly lit, the silhouette of people sipping on their lattes and chatting could be seen from the outside of the reminiscent building that was covered in hops. You stepped in, your heels making a loud clicking noise on the dark walnut colored wood flooring.

“How can I hel- y/n!!” Seungmin looked up at you, standing infront of the espresso machine as steam was billowing out. The other co-workers gave you a glance before returning to their tasks.

“y/n! I haven’t seen you in so long, how are you?” he asked, you had contact on the phone but didn’t meet each other too much due to different schedules.

“Minnie! I’ve missed you!” you squealed out as he walked through the low wooden gate that seperated the working area from the rest of the cafe. Seungmin pulled you into a hug, warmness emitting onto you as your bodies touched.

“I’ve been good!” you continue, smiling as you pulled away from the hug seeing Seungmins waist defined by the strings of the apron wrapping around him, a kitchen towel hanging from his shoulder.

“But I have to tell you something, Seungmin” you say quietly making the dark haired boy tilt his head in question.

“I’m meeting Hwang Hyunjin here in about 5″ you say with a smirk, knowing Seungmin would be jealous.

“Wait,,, the Hwang Hyunjin?!” he said a bit too loudly, alerting the customers before he turned to them with a embarrassed smile, bowing his head in an apology. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“He was the one that suggested it, I couldn’t help it” you answered to which Seungmin’s eyes widened.

“H-he knows about this place?” He was stunned as he looked into your warm eyes.

“Yeah? Such a coincidence right? I was sur-” Your sentence was cut short as Seungmin’s breath hitched and a cold breeze hit your back. You turned back and there he was.

Hyunjin.

His presence shined in the relativly small rustic cafe. A white t-shirt and black slacks decorated his well toned body, a long leather coat draping over his shoulders as his black boots shined perfectly. Multiple silver chains hanged around his neck and the rings from last time were boldly placed on his lanky fingers. The blonde boy is tightly gripping what looks to be brown leather computer clutch.

He waved awkwardly and you smiled sweetly his way, playfully hitting Seungmin whose mouth was wide open, looking at the dashing boy. Hyunjin walked over to you, the other guests staring and some of them already picking up their phones to capture this moment. He looked oddly stiff, mannerisms totally different from how you saw him last.

“Hi Hyunjin! uhm,,, this is my friend Seungmin, he works here.” you said, trying to initiate a conversation but only earning a wide eyed expression from Seungmin before Hyunjin spoke.

“Nice to meet you!” he smiled, his eyes forming into half-moons.

Seungmin snapped back to reality before bowing slightly, his eyes twinkling and his ruffled hair landing infront of his deep brown eyes.

“It’s an honor to meet you, mr Hwang”

Hyunjin chuckles slightly at his cute gesture.

“Your cafe seemed charming” was the only thing he could response before looking at you and blushing.

“2 americanos, Minnie” you said, momentarily glancing at Hyunjin before staring down at your heels.

“It’s on me” Seungmin leaned in to whisper in your ear to which you giggled and looked at Hyunjin’s confused expression. You pointed at a table in the corner of the cafe with your chin, signaling to sit down.

As you walked over to the cedar table you couldn’t help but to wonder about his duality. He seemed so comfortale last time, talking to you with no problem and being as bold as to leave his number but now he seemed like a young school boy that wanted to ask his crush out. You started to understand what Felix meant by “people like him”.

You sat down on one of the wooden chairs with steel details, the only thing seperating you from Hyunjin being the light ash table. He pulls out his computer, clicking away as you observe his perfect features. His concentrated eyes were fierce but had a soft gaze, his plush pink lips being soft, perfect for kissing you thought as your eyes drifted to his adams apple that bobbed everytime he swallowed.

Before Hyunjin could show you his screen Seungmin came over, shyly placing the drinks on the table and striking his sweet smile your way to which you laughed inaudibly until he went back behind the counter, observing the action from afar.

Hyunjin cleared his throath nervously as he turned his computer to show you the colorful photos, looking at your judging gaze in reassurance as he sipped on his americano.

You were amazed. The photoshoot seemed simple when you modelled but no one could have ever guessed that by just looking at the photo. It had a touch of charisma. The angles, the lighting and the editing made this originally plain photo look dimentional while still having a youthful touch with the pastels.

“W-what do you think?” He said, looking at the screen as his ring finger flicked through the pictures, pressing on the right arrow key on the keyboard.

“It’s amazing, no wonder you’re so famous” you said while grabbing your americano without lifting your gaze from the enticing photos. Heat rose to Hyunjin’s cheeks upon hearing your words. Sure, he’d heard it before but not from you. Not in that cute, geniune voice that ringed through his ears like music.

“Thank you y/n” he said, his gaze drifting over to you. He was stunned from how beautiful you looked in the cozy ambiance of the cafe. A wall plant descended down behind you as your eyes twinkled when you caught eye contact with the blond boy. Everything he wanted to do right now was to capture your beauty, make this moment last forever.

“Earth to Hyunjin” you said, giggling as his gaze froze on you, feeling your heated cheeks get even hotter.

“Uhm,,, s-sorry, wanna get some sneak peaks from other photoshoots?”

You nodded excitingly, feeling special but also questioning why he treated you so specially. He was shy, theres no doubt about that but it almost seems like he trusts you. You move your chair closer to him, wanting to see the screen properly before you notice Hyunjin shifting awkwardly in his seat, not used to being this close to you.

“H-here are some I took last week, another one of mr Styliz many projects” he smiled timidly before taking another sip of his beverage.

Once again you were amazed by his talent but what caught your attention even more was how undressed the female model was, her curvy body being covered by nothing more than a short glittery dress with a plunging neckline, displaying her cleavage. In her hands there was a delicate red bottle, decorated with art deco lines.

“What was the concept?” you asked, curious of this sensual vibe that emitted from this photo.

“Something along the lines of elegancy. It’s for Aurora Perfumes”

He namedropped the famous brand in the most colloquial fashion, seemingly an everyday occurence for him.

“Y-you worked for Aurora? That’s,,, wow” you were speechless as Hyunjin quietly giggled at your reacting, waveing his hand in the air in disagreement.

“I don’t like to b-brag about my career so hopefully I don’t come across that way” he said, almost worryingly.

“No! Not all, it’s really impressive, your entire career is.”

Your sweet voice made his heart flutter, never before had he heard compliments sound this pleasant.

“Why did you become a photographer?” you asked, your curiosity bubbling over as he looked at you with his penetrating brown eyes. The mood suddenly got cold. Hyunjin took a deep breath, exhaling loudly from his nose as you sipped on your coffee.

“I’m an only child and therefore I spent a lot of time with my grandparents when I was younger.”

You knew this was going to be a sad story, you bit the inside of your cheek, regretting asking that question as you thought that it might be too personal but judging from how Hyunjin’s words spilled from his mouth you believed that he felt comfort telling you.

“They had photoalbums stacked up in their attic which I flipped through for hours, observing their youth and innocence and seeing how time fled by. When I got my first camera I was overjoyed, taking pictures of everything around me and putting them up on my wall, acting as if my room was an art gallery.”

He smiled when talking, his voice turning mellow as he reminisced.

“But when my grandparents passed away,,, I noticed that I didn’t have any photos of them nor of my friends or family which made me feel disappointed. I had spent so much of my time trying to capture beauty when beauty was infront me.”

Shivers ran down your spine as his sugared voice ran through the words. Hyunjin looked nervously down on the table and you did the same, not knowing what to say or how to comfort the blond boy.

“I-I’m sorry for your loss”

That was the only sentence you could muster to say but Hyunjin glanced at you, his dimples appearing as he smiled.

“Why are you sorry? No one usually asks me that question so it feels nice to get it off my chest.”

You nodded shyly as silence erupted in between the two of you.

“It really was a pleasure working with you y/n, I would like to have you modell for me again” he blurts out, trying to put an end to the painful silence.

“Y-you what? B-but my manager hasn’t told me anything ab-”

“No, just the two of us.”

You went quiet, not believing your ears. A photoshoot, the two of you? Isn’t that practically a confession? Your dazed mind seemed to wander off to places far off, imagining the tension that would be looming over the both of you. Felix sure as hell wasn’t going to like this but you didn’t care. Hyunjin seemed comfortable with you, talking as if he’d known you for years and now he was asking you to modell for him? Saying no to this opportunity would be a crime.

“S-sure, when were you thinking?”

“You free tomorrow?” Hyunjin says, leaning back in his chair and spreading his legs comfortably, looking up at you through a curtain of blonde.

“Yeah,,, sounds great!”

A smile crept up on your face as heat rose to your cheeks, feeling everything and nothing all at once. In this moment you didn’t care about the shutter coming from the guests phone cameras. You just cared about him.

The next half an hour went by in a blur. In that short time you probably covered half of the conversational topics on this earth. Hyunjin laughed as you told him about your childhood.

“That’s so cute y/n”

“Well it wasn’t cute in the moment but now I can laugh at it” you laughed with him, stroking a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“I think you’re cute y/n”

“Of course I was cute when I was little” you roll your eyes at him, tears prickling in your eyes from laughter but when you glanced at Hyunjin he wasn’t laughing, he was simply observing you.

“I think you’re cute now”

You froze. All these things he’s saying made your heart beat faster than ever, a nervosity that couldn’t be described with words.

“You too” you exclaimed without thinking to which Hyunjin glanced at you with a grin. He coughed before streching his arms.

“Time to head home?” He said, packing up his computer.

“Yeah, I have something to do” you said looking at your watch, knowing very well that you had absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the day except for anxiously thinking out every potential scenario that could occur tomorrow.

“Meet me at my studio tomorrow at 5 pm”

You nodded carefully, knowing exactly where his famous studio was.

“Don’t tell Bangchan I showed you the photos” he laughed mischievously, looking a bit like a ferret.

“Alright, alright I won’t even though I really want to tell him how good of a photographer you are” you said cheekily as you stood up. The both of you headed towards the wooden door with glass panes, flashing a wink towards Seungmin that had his eyebrows heightened, amazed from how the little cafe lit up with two attractive people walking side by side.

Outside the sun beamed, the bustling of the city and high skyscrapers stimulating your senses.

“Guess I’ll see you tomorrow Hyunjin”

You scratch the back of your neck nervously as you speak before remembering something.

“Oh! Do you have a concept in mind?”

“Wear whatever, I’ll think of a way around it” he said.

“Mhm! See you tomorrow!”

“Text me when you’re home, ok?”

That sentence made your heart flutter and before you could embarrass yourself by saying anything stupid he waved, his rings shining in the sunlight. Turning around, you promptly started walking back home.

Your heart thumping, your thoughs scattered, your mind dazed.

𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

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DATING A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Hanbin

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Hanbin loves attention, and he will definitely use affection to try and win your heart and make sure that he has your attention. He loves to cuddle you and keep you nice and close that his lips can attach to you as much as possible.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

Your first meeting was very much a cliché, you ended up heading to the shops without your purse, leaving you red faced at the checkouts. Luckily, the guy next to you offered to pay for your shopping, and after getting his details so that you could pay him back, the rest, as they say, was history between the two of you.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

Whilst Hanbin loved to remind you of how the two of you first met, he also used it to make his confession. As the two of you went shopping together to pick up a few bits, he managed to hide your purse from you yet again. As you glanced back at him, he handed you a note instead of his card. As you read through it, you realised exactly how Hanbin felt about you, glancing up to see him paying for your shopping once again.

D ⇴ DATES

Any date that you had with Hanbin was always romantic. He loved traditional love and being the perfect gentleman, he loved to whisk you off your feet with dinner dates or intimate nights in for the two of you. Public dates weren’t really for him, the most he’d do is take you to the theatre so that the two of you could still be close to each other whilst the lights were down. Hanbin always put in a lot of effort to any date with you, he loved to continue to take you by surprise and make sure that he kept the spark alive.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

Before you, Hanbin had never been in a serious relationship before. He always had an idea in his head of what the perfect love would be like, and the kind of woman that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but even you exceeded all of those expectations. You were the first, for a lot of things with Hanbin, and he was more than confident that he wanted you to be the last too. He was definitely smug about the fact he knew that his first love would also be his last, there was never anyone else that he wanted to be with.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

Any argument that the two of you had was full of emotion, Hanbin tended to be the one that would sit back and let you go off, and then be there to comfort you when you were finished and learn from your mistakes. He knew that dating someone like him could be hard sometimes, so he’d try hard to empathise more than anything else when he felt that an argument was brewing. He was strong enough to take anything that you had to say to him, but he always made sure to be careful with his words and never say anything hurtful to you. As angry as he got sometimes, there would never be any use in continuing the fight.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

His little sister was the first member of his family that you met when you helped him out babysitting. When she went home and told his family all about how cool you were, they knew they had no choice but to like you, seeing how happy both of them were around you, they knew you’d be a welcomed member of the family.

H ⇴ HOME

Spending time with you was one of Hanbin’s biggest priorities, he loved being around you as much as possible, so when he asked you to move into his place after just a couple of months, it didn’t come as much of a surprise. Slowly, items of yours had been moving into his place anyway, so it only felt right that everything did instead.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Hanbin was the first of the two of you to say, ‘I love you,’ one night at the end of a date. As he walked you to your door, he felt his heart screaming out at him to finally say what he had bottled up for so long. It was safe to say that night, Hanbin didn’t end up leaving you at your door, but waking up beside you the following morning instead.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

If Hanbin didn’t have your attention, then he was definitely prone to getting jealous from time to time. You’d usually be able to tell as he’d get quite quiet and stroppy until you finally paid attention to him. He hated that other people had your time and your energy, selfishly, he wanted to be the only one for you. Even though he knew that could never happen, he was still often very wary of other people around you and would definitely make it known to you whenever he felt a bad vibe coming from someone.

K ⇴ KIDS

Having his little sister, it was only natural for Hanbin to want children of his own one day. Seeing him with his sister certainly got a few thoughts stirring in you about what Hanbin would be like as a father. As much as he loved watching her grow up, he missed her being a baby and relying on him, so he was quite keen to have his own babies who would need him forever, whenever the time was right for the two of you.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Hanbin loved to laugh around you, he embraced your company at any moment of every day, it was the most important thing to him. To make him laugh, you loved to wind him up, you knew that he wasn’t a big fan of aegyo, so you’d often appear by his side, poking your cheeks or raising the pitch of your voice to bring a smile to his face. He’d often attack you with tickles to encourage you to stop, as cute as you were, he always felt his body cringe whenever you did aegyo around him to make him happy.

M ⇴ MISSING

Travelling alone certainly made the homesickness a lot less tolerable for him, he hated having to deal with it by himself, especially when he went through long periods without any communication with you. You knew it was a lot harder on him nowadays, but time was just not on your side for most of the time. He’d often send you gifts when he was on the road so that you knew he was thinking of you, he loved to make sure that you still felt special and that you knew you were on his mind. He was always a romantic, even when the two of you were far apart, he’d make sure to spoil you and fill you with a lot of love.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Hanbin loved to call you ‘flower,’ after he surprised you with a bouquet of flowers on your first ever date. Over time it just became a bit of a habit for him, neither of you really knew why it stuck, but you didn’t mind.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with your eyes. He could tell a lot about you just from the look in your eyes, and he definitely loved to know when he had your eyes watching him.

P ⇴ PDA

The two of you being affectionate in public is incredibly rare, you’re much reserved with each other usually, keeping your affection for when it’s just the two of you. Hanbin will tend to just keep a hold of your hand or your back so that he can keep you close to him and be able to know that you’re right beside him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He loves to ask you for your opinion on the music that he’s working on. He knows he shouldn’t be showing you his projects, but he just can’t help but let you hear them and listen to what you think about them.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

If there’s one negative about dating Hanbin, it’s how much of a deep sleeper he is. So, under your bed, you keep plenty of things that you can use to try and wake him up. You’ll often end up tipping cold water on his face or brushing underneath his nose with a feather. It never quite made sense to you how one person could sleep through so much in the mornings, but eventually you’d manage to get him to open his eyes.

S ⇴ SEX

It’s always incredibly romantic between the two of you, Hanbin likes to always make sure the occasion is special, and never rush anything. He’s incredibly affectionate with you, he doesn’t want to waste a second in making sure that you feel loved by him. His hands will do a lot of exploring around your body, but the one thing that’s most important to him is eye contact. He loves to be able to see your eyes and know exactly how you’re feeling.

T ⇴ TEXTS

He’ll often text you with last minute plans that he’s arranged for the two of you. He’s always coming up with something for the two of you to do together, making sure that no two days are the same for you both.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

The most treasured thing about your relationship with Hanbin was that he was finally learning about love. It was a feeling he adored, and one he was thankful to have found with you and would always keep hold of.

V ⇴ VACATION

Your holidays were always filled with a lot of romance, he’d make sure to take you to the most beautiful places, paying close attention to places that you often mentioned. He would never tell you where the two of you were going either until you appeared at the airport and feel his arm pull you to a terminal.

W ⇴ WHINING

He is desperate for attention, if I haven’t already made that clear, and any second he doesn’t have yours will definitely be spent kicking up a stink.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Whenever he has a moment, his lips will attach to yours. Hanbin loves to kiss you, especially when he has you nice and close into his side. He’ll often leave trails of kisses around you, he can’t just kiss you once, it’s almost like an instinct for him to make sure that he marks up what is his with a pattern of pecked kisses against your skin. Any part of your body he has access to, he will make sure to kiss it and fill it with love.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the two of you were the first and love loves of each other.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The two of you were very cuddly whenever you slept, Hanbin loved to have you close to him, and enjoyed the feeling of your presence right beside him. It was always a bad night’s sleep for him whenever you weren’t around.

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imagineurfavs · 4 years ago

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Nu’est - Baekho A-Z

“I knowww you’re in hiatus but would you consider a Baekho A-Z ??? Your last couple asks have me thinking fr”

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A - Aftercare

Boy gets so cuddly afterwards, he just wants to lay together until the end of time lmao, so it’ll probably take him a minute to even think about aftercare. But he’ll probably run a bath or shower for you

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

on himself he likes his arms, they’re big and strong, he loves that he can hold you close to him no matter what position yall are in. On his partner he likes their legs, esp when you wrap them around his waist when he’s on top of you...oof...nice.

C - Cum

Likes the intimacy of cumming inside you, but if that’s not an option, he likes to cum on either your stomach or your chest. He’ll glance at it for a second, looking super proud, then rush off all bashful and shy to go get a towel lmao

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Sometimes he cries when he cums lol. Not bc he's like overly in his feelings or anything like that, like it's just a reflex that happens sometimes and he has no idea why. He won't be like full on bawling either but like you'll look over at him and just see his eyes all glossy with like a single tear drop on his cheek djdjd

E - Experience

It’s a tricky one lmao. I feel like he’s just got a natural way with people lol, he’s a pro at wooing anyone. However, he doesn’t strike me as much of a one night stand kinda guy. Idk, I’d say he’s got a fair amount of experience, but from relationships, so like...its moreso, he’s done it a lot, rather than he’s done a lot of different stuff...yknow??

F - Favourite Position

Anything where he can keep your face close to his and maintain close eye contact. He likes being able to whisper sweet nothing's in your ear and kiss you freely whenever he wants

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

I wouldn't say he's humorous per se, but he's just smiley and sweet lol. He likes to keep the atmosphere warm and loving, the last thing he wants is for you to feel uncomfortable in his company

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

He’s not like, immaculately clean shaven, but he’s not super wild either lol, he keeps it at a middle ground.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Mans a total romantic, even in times when yall are in a rush and it's just a question of chasing that climax, even then he's just got words of love flowing non stop out of his mouth

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Almost every day, if not every day lol. It’s something he just kinda does without thinking. Like, he’ll be in bed, winding down, relaxing...then without knowing it his hand is in his pants lmao

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

Now, this is where it gets a lil controversial lmao. I dont think Baekho is a dom. Not at all. Just bc he’s a big guy doesn’t mean he’s dominant lol; Baekho is the truest of switches you could ever see. 100% switch lol. He literally just wants to please, he just wants to make you feel good. As for actual kinks, I dont think he has that many that are that out there. He likes some light marking (giving & receiving), edging (receiving), and maybe a tiny hint of a femdom kink.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere where y’all can move about freely, that's literally his only requirement lol. He doesn’t wanna be cramped up in a tiny spice, which also means no car sex lol sorry lads

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

One of the easiest men to rile up on the planet lol. Three things that get Dongho all hot and flustered lol:

1. tell him how much you love his body. (bonus points if you tell him how hot he looks working out and that you appreciate how hard he works for his body lol)

2. Show the tiniest bit of skin, he loves it when you wear a shirt that sits a tiny bit higher than usual and he can see your lower stomach when you move.

3. Literally just hold his gaze for 0.5 seconds longer than usual lol

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

I feel like literally the only thing he’s unwavering on is his stance on three(or more)somes. He’s really not a sharing kinda guy. He doesn't wanna bring someone else in and potentially mess up y’alls dynamic. It’s something he cant even bear thinking about.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He can be a bit relentless when it come to giving lol, he'll hold your hips down with all his strength as he just totally feasts on your core. Deliberately makes the most lewd noises tryna get you to blush.

When receiving, boy he is LOUD, he'll be talking you through it like "fuuuuuuck yes baby, I know your throat can take all of me" "your pretty lips take me so well" he'll grab your hair and hold your head still as he cums, gets the fattest smirk on his face is he sees his load dripping out the sides of your mouth too,,,,,ooof. But then once again, he'll get all shy and bashful afterwards lol like he can't believe what he just said to you didjdjd

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

I don't really think he has any set pace lol it can vary every time. I feel like it'd depend on the vibe of the day, like, if it's been a while and he's missed you beyond belief then it'd be much more slower and sensual. But if it's like,,,gotta chase that nut, then he can get pretty fast. I don't think he'd ever cross over into being rough, but his thrusts can get like, firm and...sharp lmao

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Yes yes yes. Loves them. They usually tend to be a lot more giggly and fun than regular full sessions too lol

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

Eeeeeeh, a little bit. He's a bit of a baby in terms of pain so I feel like anything that could maybe hurt, even if it's something as simple as spanking or light restraints, could take a little convincing lol. He is definitely down...mans just needs reassuring he won't like die lol

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

I mean, he’s a healthy guy lol, he’s gonna have super good stamina. I feel like there’d be literally no stopping him, he can go for however long you need him too. You might wanna get as much as you can out of him though bc once he's done, he's done for the night lmao

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

He doesn’t own any himself, but that’s not to say he’s not open to experimenting with any. He just wont do it of his own volition lol. Hes thought about getting some numerous times though but he just doesn't wanna be the one to bring it up

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not really a fan, he just doesn’t understand it lol. He’s not big on teasing or being teased; he's not good at holding back when he's the one *trying* to tease you, and he gets so so fidgety and antsy when being teased lol. He’d much rather just get to the main event lmao

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

Lots of loud sighs and choked out groans. He can get quite high pitched, which he’s honestly a little embarrassed of lol. He gets louder slowly the closer he gets to climax, he’ll attach his mouth to your neck as he starts to get louder; tryna muffle any sounds bc he doesn't wanna hear himself like that lmao

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

Okay. This is where this whole thing started lol. Baekho is not a dom, he’s also not a sub either. BUT, he get’s so unbelievably turned on by watching you take control. Like he just thinks you have this aura to you when you’re the one pinning him down and getting what you want from him. It’s literally the only time he ever enjoys edging too; he'd never do it to himself, nor does he do it to you, but for some reason having you edge him, having himself be totally at your mercy is just...omg

X - X-ray (what's going on inside those pants)

Average/maybe a tiiiny bit below average in terms of length, but pretty veiny and he’s got some nice girth lol

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

I feel like it’s either one extreme or the other lol. It’s either he can’t keep his hands off you at all for days on end, or he’s just busy occupied with other stuff and his mind doesnt even go in that direction...there’s no way of knowing sksks

Z - Zzz... (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

As long as he's happy that you're both fully satisfied, he'll be out like a light almost instantly lmao

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#nuest smut #nuest baekho smut #baekho smut #nuest reactions #nu'est reactions #nu'est smut #kpop smut #nuest imagines

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skylarmoon71 · 3 years ago

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E2 Harrison Wells x Reader- Oneshot (Flash)

"Listen to me, you don't have to do this. You aren't a killer. "

You just closed your fist, eyes dark with hatred. The more you squeezed, the harder it was for the criminal in front of you to breathe. Barry took a step forward and you raised your free hand.

"I don't want to hurt you Barry, but I will if I have to. BACK OFF!"

"No! I'm not gonna stand here and watch you throw your life away. I know what it's like (Y/N), to resent someone to the point that you're willing to risk it all." your hands faltered for a second, and the man on the floor groaned. Your lips were quivering.

"H-He killed him Barry..for a stupid watch and some cash. "

"I know, and I'm so sorry (Y/N). " Bit by bit he was inching closer, and you could feel your anger dissipating slowly. You should have known that Barry would be the one to figure it out. After losing your boyfriend to a mugger, you dedicated your life to tracking his killer.

You worked under Joe at CCPD. You were just an officer. A close call with a meta one night when you were working with Joe had led to the discovery of your own abilities. Shortly after he introduced you to the team. Even with your loss, you felt like you were slowly but surely getting your life back together. Then you heard of another robbery. Similar MO, except this time the individual survived. They were able to identify the perp. It could have been an impulse, but you tracked him down. Took you hours.

Standing in his beat down apartment, all you wanted to do was inflict as much pain as you could. You just wanted the hole that he left in your chest to disappear.

"Please (Y/N)." Barry's eyes were pleading. You finally lowered your hands, and the male being pinned gasped, coughing. Barry moved forward, pulling you into his arms and you stood there, gripping onto his shirt as you bawled your eyes out.

~~~~~

"You saved a lot of people. He's been on the run for weeks. Hurt a lot of innocent people too. Good job kd." You can't even look Joe in the eyes. You keep your head down nodding and he pats your shoulder. This entire situation could have gone completely sideways. All you can do is watch as they take the handcuffed man away. You're standing next to Barry who's doing his best to keep you grounded. As Joe leaves, you look over at Barry. "Thank you." you whisper. If he hadn't brought you from over the edge, it could have been you walking away in cuffs.

Barry knows that no amount of sympathetic words can help, so he just offers a hug. "Anytime (Y/N)."

~One Year Later~

"Guys I could really use a hand here!!" The meta currently trying to break past your barrier was a little more than you could handle at the moment. Between fighting past his metal armor and trying not to become like the unconscious officers around you, it was a struggle. With gritted teeth, you push harder, but he's fighting through pain. Being able to control liquid elements was a nice ability, but for this iron head, it may not have been enough. You were manipulating his water components, but it was just barely holding him off. A normal person would have been out cold by now.

"B-Barry!" On cue he zips by. The meta looks down at the cuffs on his wrist. You grin, because he no longer has the metal to shield him. With a flick of your wrist, his body is thrown back, hitting the wall.

"You know he was bound right." Barry says. You just shrugged. "I know." He shakes his head with a laugh, calling in Joe to round up some reinforcements. Finally, you can relax.

"What took you so long?"

"Well Harry and Cisco were-" you wave your hands.

"Don't bother, I can already guess. " Those two never quit.

"Next time just ignore them." you state walking away.

"Will do!!"

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"The next time you dipsticks decide to have a fight don't forget their actual people out there that don't wanna get crushed by a psycho metahuman." Cisco and Harry stood still as you basically ripped into them. Most of the time you could care less, but Barry could tell that something about this case must have really agitated you. Storming out the cortex, Barry's eyes followed you. He hadn't seen that look on your face since, well since you lost Calvin.

"Did she seem off to you?" Cisco inquired.

Barry was still zoned out.

"Just give her some time." Barry advised. He wanted nothing more than to help you, but he could tell that right now all you really needed was some space.

~~~~~

Later that afternoon Caitlin and Iris invited you to a well deserved girls night. Fighting metas as well as dealing with regular criminals took a pretty heavy toll on you. So of course you accepted. Knocking on the door, Iris rushed to open the door. The moment she saw your face she was grinning. You barely had time to greet her before she was tugging you inside. You laugh at her excitement.

"Someone's ready to party." kicking off your shoes, you raised your head. You didn't expect to see the many faces that filled the room. "Uhhhh.." you were positive she'd said girls night over the phone, so why was Cisco, Harry, Joe and Barry here.

"Sorry we set you up, it was Barry's idea.' Iris apologized with a smile.

"Hey!" you can't really be mad. You step forward, and Barry is the first to hug you. Not anticipating it, you pat his back awkwardly. "Y-You okay there Barry?" He's acting a little strange. When he pulls away, all he does is smile, patting your shoulder. "Yeah I'm just...really glad that you're in our lives."

He's certainly being weird, nevertheless, you appreciate his words.

"That's sweet Barry, thank you." He nods.

"Alright let's get this party started!!" Cisco cheers. He's never one to pass up getting drunk.

"I'll make sure Ramon doesn't pass out on your couch Allen." With the both of them you know it's only a matter of time before the bickering begins, and it's sort of comforting.

For the night you all talk, drink and exchange stories. Harry gives some moments where he's had to scare away Jessie's potential boyfriends. Joe states the same when Iris had started high school. You're dying of laughter at one point when he says he flashed his gun to intimidate one of them. The night carries on. Somewhere along the line, you've slipped out to the balcony. You enjoy the company, but right at this moment, you need to be alone. You lean over, eyes staring up at the sky.

The facade you've been keeping up all day has fallen, and you allow the tears to flow freely. You sniff a couple times. When you hear the door behind you slide close you straighten, wiping at your eyes frantically.

"I-It's pretty chilly outside. Kind of makes your eyes water. The man standing there, it's not who you'd assume. Harry just watches you for a moment, and you're convinced he can see right through you.

"W-Well I should get inside before they start to worry." you try to bolt.

"Who did you lose?" Then he asks that question. You haven't even fully made it to the door yet, and you're lucky for the curtains that block the view on the other side of the door.

"I've been watching you all night. This morning Ramon was concerned you were acting unusual. I brushed it off, but seeing you tonight confirmed everything. The smiles don't truly reach your eyes. "

You have half a mind to tell him that it's none of his business. Who the hell did he even think he was, profiling you like some kind of criminal. Harry takes another step, and when he looks down, your barrier crumbles instantly. With a shaky hand to your lips, you lean your back against the wall. His eyes convey sympathy, and he takes your hand softly. You sob, and Harry slowly pulls you into his arms. You hold unto him, breaking down right there. It's been such a struggle carrying on all day. Harry is the absolute last person you ever would even think could provide comfort, but you're grateful.

~~~~~~

It takes a while for you to calm down, at one point Barry even comes searching, upon seeing you chatting with Harry, he closes the curtains with a smile. The both of you just sit in silence. You've pulled out a chair, and Harry is right beside you. He doesn't press for any kind of information. You kind of like this.

"His name was Calvin."

Azure eyes move in your direction.

"We were together for three years." You place a hand on your chest, and Harry watches as you reach under the neck of your shirt, pulling out a necklace. There's a ring attached to it. A beautiful diamond right at the center. "The night he was.." your throat tightens.

"The night I lost him, he was going to propose. They recovered all the items that were stolen from the guy's apartment. Calvin bought it a year before. He was making down payments to afford it. " Your hands grip the ring, and you can feel the tears about to spill again. You swallowed, looking over at Harry.

"I-I'm really sorry that I yelled at you guys today. I-I was just.."

"You don't have to explain. " He was starting to get the bigger picture. Today was important to you. This is what was needed for you to mourn. He understood, more than you realized. You knew about his past, and now he knows about yours.

"How long does it take for this feeling to go away?"

He wished he could give you an easy answer, but he was the last person to ask about dealing with loss. Tess was the most stable and treasured thing in his life. Then he lost her, shortly after that he almost watched his only daughter get killed. Safe to say he was the worst at trying to move on.

"It never really goes away." he knows that isn't the answer you want.

"But it will get better (Y/N). You have people here that care about you. Family."

They were the reason he no longer looked at the world at people as if they were expendable.

"You'll be fine." He takes your hand when he says it, and the confidence of his assurance. It's exactly what you need.

"Thank you, Harrison."

A brilliant smile.

"You're welcome."

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fmdjoosungarchive · 3 years ago

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the aesthetic is just conceptual so BEAR w me,,,, i’m plagiarizing okay,, sung would make his own character, and make a keychain of said character. and bc the Concept is meant to be him-ish, the character would b a mix of two animals, and be a bear in a puppy suit. so like the middle pics but Reversed. and there’d be two keychain options, the traditional ring, and a string type to attach to a phone case. lil 3d mf. super cute, adorable, luvs it

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tldr; im doing the para first bc,, timeline purposes but also bc im Hype to mention how apeach sung’s inspo here

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never did joosung ever think that as an idol, he’d be asked to design merchandise for himself. asked for opinions on what phrases, pictures, or items might resonate with their fans, sure, just like anything else they were vaguely asked for their opinion on.

designing something of his own felt too close to the discomfort he’d felt when he was pushed as some... fashion guy, a while back. however, this couldn’t be blamed as a him issue, considering he’d heard everyone in the company was being asked to do the same thing. all he knew for quite a while was that clothing would be off limits. sung didn’t want to fall back into the same marketing as fashion focused, and even if he did try, the only clothing items he’d personally be interested in wouldn’t be all that marketable against his, and quantum’s, image.

he’d felt stumped, when every time he tried to think on the subject, he found his mind wandering to subjects that felt more pertinent. schedules, relationships, script writing, song writing. staying on the subject long enough to give it a proper go never came to closure.

what got him there, eventually, was in conversation. a compliment on his apeach phone case, and the subsequent discussion where sung, in a not too common scenario, was able to gush about his love for this, in truth, useless character. vaguely, it’d sparked a sliver of a thought, that came to mind the next time he attempted to think about the design process. he wished he could make something that could have that strong of an effect.

-well, why not?

who was to say sung couldn’t make a character out of this? he hadn’t tried creating characters of his own since he was a child, but with as much of a literature fanatic as him, it should be doable, right?

although, considering this was supposed to be merchandise in some way, it should be a reflection of him, and when it came to what could be personified, immediately he jumped to animals. the eternal debate amongst his fans, was he more of a bear or a puppy? sung did at times feel a little slighted that cat was nearly never in the picture, but on a deeper level, he understood.

deciding between a bear or a puppy might give himself too much of a stake in the debate, but... he could play into it, if it was both. that would make the character more unique than the millions of bears and puppies out there.

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sung vs bearppy... pear...

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i wanna come up w more concepts abt the character

and i dont actually kno if theres any lore(??) abt the characters in the aesthetic so if this part is the same its just parallel thought lol

so the character wears the suit bc theyre rly friendly n lonely but no one wanted to hang w them bc theyre a Big Scary Bear n most ppl love dogs so it makes them less threatening

they had a backstory of trying different suits but nothing working and/or feeling right until the puppy suit

their fave food is a peanut butter n honey sandwich

they explain hibernation to their friends by saying theyre visiting their family abroad

their life goal is to have 100 friends

okay im gonna leave it there bc i feel like these kinds of characters r meant to b vague enough to project onto

onto the product pitch!

so this one i think would have been his second pitch, and he’d feel more confident n stable in the headphones pitch, despite the idea coming first (i imagine the headphones to come from the connection to bears)

this is more pitching a concept of sales rather than explicit research suggesting sales would likely be good

he’d have made a powerpoint for this one too bc ofc he would, and he’d end up mentioning his initial concept around apeach but in a more general sense of line friends/kkt friends

and he’d put effort into selling the concept of a brand new character being marketable Just for being cute. it’s a harder sell because this is meant to be something branded, tied to the self, and,,, bc this is an area sung always felt he struggled with most

he knows the textbook knowledge of how to be professional, marketing techniques, blah blah, but when it comes to knowingly using his charisma to win someone over, he gets in his head and it feels like lying. he’s just not good at closing the sale

his main tactic here would be presenting the idea that this one stupid keychain could become a big piece of media that they can get a lot of coin from. it’s just a gamble, and he knows that, even if he wouldnt mention it (bc again, if he did, he’d feel like he was lying to try to reassure them that he Absolutely knows it would turn out well. he’s like no this could b a total flop i dont actually kno anything)

so yeah he’s selling the big picture of it starts with a keychain then its a feature film kind of thing

and because it’s what he feels he knows how to do, he’d try to throw in statistics wherever he can, but they’d b v supplementary there. he’d likely walk out of the meeting disappointed w himself (thanks childhood)

#famedbasedesignedby #i couldnt think of the word charms for so long when i was making this #and i just kept thinking of my pokemon phone charms #so they made it onto the aesthetic just 4 that #aesthetic

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ethereal-bang · 4 years ago

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Best Friend’s Brother’s Best Friend

Characters: Felix x female reader, Bang Chan, an OC

Words: 4.4k

Type: strangers to lovers, smut (kinda? suggestive), some major fluff cause I’m a softie for Lix

Request : Hey! I would like to request smth but the fluff/smut scenario is complex (u can just ignore it if its too much for u😊) U are Bang chan's little sister's bestfriend n one time he comes back for vacation from korea w Felix n he proposes him to come sleep over, this day u r also supposed to sleep over at Chris' sister's, so u meet him n Felix for the first time. There's smth obvious between u n Felix, things go on n turns out also heated (sry i didn't know how to explain all of this🥺) Thank U☺️

Requests Are Open!

Warnings: mature content, not explicitly smut but things get pretty heated (will be pretty vanilla. dry humping, heavy kissing etc) Do Not Read if you are under the age of 18. This piece of work is intended for mature audiences only

You’ve always loved the summer. The feeling of freedom, no responsibilities and the exciting prospect of unknown adventures always brings a smile to your face.

Today is the same way. You take in the feeling of the sun warm on your back, the breeze through your hair as you ride your bike across town. The first day of summer has come, and you can’t wait to spend your days with those you hold dearest to you, like your best friend Mia.

Mia has been your friend since you were three years old. It started as two toddlers running around the playground together, your mothers keeping a watchful eye as you run through the grass and chase butterflies until your little legs give out. Many playdates were spent that way, slowly forming a bond that you knew would continue on through time and fallen leaves with the changing of each season.

Each year that past brought you new experiences. New classes, birthdays, crushes, heartbreak-- everything the two of you could've gone through together, you have. Your families even, are attached at the hip this point.

Take her older brother, Chan for instance. Only three years older than his sister, he took on the protective older brother role for you as well. Driving you to practice, helping you with homework, you name it. Although he can be a little annoying sometimes, as “big brothers” can be, you wouldn’t trade your friendship with him for the world. Which was why you were heartbroken when he was signed to JYP and off to South Korea, to pursue his dreams of making music.

You were proud of him, absolutely. He had worked so hard his entire life and you knew he was destined to do great things. The airport send off was sad, but promises of facetime calls and letters sent brought you slight comfort.

Years went on, and your friendship with Mia, as well as Chan, never changed. Now graduated from high school, this summer was the most exciting one yet. Going off to college in the fall was daunting, but knowing that you wouldn’t have to worry about it for at least another three months meant that you could truly relax, and take in the newfound freedom that comes with being an adult.

Well, kinda.

You pulled up on your bike in front of Mia’s house; the large front porch with the cutest little swing out front reminding you of all the times you spent with her there after school. Images of hours spent running around the front yard and 25 cent lemonade stands fill your head as you make your way to the front door, not even bothering to knock because you knew Mia was home.

Setting your shoes at the door, you call out for your best friend. “Mia? It’s me, Y/N!” you say as you peak your head into the living room, finding no signs of life. “In the kitchen!” you hear her say and you immediately turn around to walk through the doors.

When you walk in, your heart soars as you spot a certain curly haired boy standing with her at the counter. “Chan!” you scream and basically knock him over. It’s been at least 4 years since you’ve last seen him, and the surprise makes your day better already. He gives you a hug and laughs his signature laugh, and you can't believe he’s actually here. “WHY didn’t you tell me you were coming home?!’ you say as you smack him on the shoulder. He pretends to be hurt and rolls his eyes. “Then it wouldn’t be a surprise, dummy” he says. It’s only then that you realize there’s someone else in the room.

You look over and immediately recognize Felix. You were obviously a fan of Stray Kids, how could you not be? This was the first time you’d met any of the other boys in person, though, and you blushed when you realized he was even more handsome than the videos made him out to be.

His blonde hair frames his face perfectly as he looks up at you, and you take in the way his freckles paint his face like the most beautiful constellation in the sky. You take in the shape of his nose, and his lips, the cupid’s bow prominent and his lips turned upwards into a shy smile. You realize that you’re staring, and the blush on your cheeks darken.

Chan clears his throat, aware of the awkward atmosphere as he laughs quietly. “Right, right. I forgot you two have never met. Y/N, this is Felix. Felix, this is Y/N, Mia’s best friend.” He says, gesturing between the two of you. Mia makes eye contact with Chan as the two of you awkwardly say your hellos, wiggling her eyebrows, and he waves her off. “It’s nice to finally meet you.” you say and stick your hand out. He stands up and does the same, shaking your hand softly. “It’s nice to meet you too! I hope we can get to know each other,” he says. You were no strange to how deep his voice is, but hearing it in person is completely different. The timbre of his voice sends a feeling up your spine that you haven’t felt in a long time. And then it strikes you. They’re here, not in Korea.

“Wait, why are the two of you here? N-not that I don't WANT you here or anything I just- you’re normally an ocean away an-” “Relax, Y/N,” Mia says, cutting off your confused rambling before you can dig yourself into a deeper hole. “Chan is home for a vacation and decided to bring ‘Lix along! Isn’t that exciting?” She says, glad to have her brother back home.

“Yep! The company decided we all needed a long break since we’ve been working so much this year, so we’ll be here for the next two months!” Chan says, and you beam. The whole summer! This opens up a brand new world of possibilities. “So,” you begin, all three of them looking at your expectantly.

“What do we do first?”

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The first few weeks of summer are always the most exciting. Everything is a first. Movie nights, late night trips to the local diner, and catching fireflies in the backyard seem just that much more fun. You also got the chance to reconnect with Chan, and build a new friendship with Felix.

Felix is an excitable soul. Always one for random adventures, the anticipation of the day’s activities always evident in his eyes that seem to sparkle at every moment. When it came to sleepovers, the two of you always seemed to be the first ones awake. This led to many early morning (if you call 8 am early) impromptu breakfasts together, sitting the Bang family kitchen and talking about anything and everything. Felix is incredibly funny, always having a reference or a joke up his sleeve no matter the conversation.

Take yesterday, for example. The summer carnival in town is in full swing, and Mia thought it would be a great idea for the four of you to go. You get up bright and early and head over to their house, knocking on the door excitedly. Your breath catches in your throat when Felix opens the door. He had clearly woken up not too long before; His hair still a little messy, and a sleepy smile adorns his face when he realizes it’s you. You can’t help but giggle, he looks so cute in the early hours of the morning and it makes you want to reach up and push his puffy cheeks together. “Oh, h-hey y/n I didn’t know you’d be here so soon...I-I’m gonna go get dressed,” he stutters, letting you into the house and then rushing upstairs.

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Once everyone is ready to go, you all pile into Mia’s car and head over to the carnival. The car ride is filled with singing along to the radio, windows down and taking in the sights of the city as it slowly wakes up. Something about the summer brings everyone outside, you think to yourself as you pass families sitting in patio areas for a nice breakfast and people out walking their dogs through the city streets.

Pulling into the parking lot, you bounce in your seat with excitement. It’s just opened for the day, and you can see the rides begin to move and lights turning on, adding to the atmosphere. You’re sat next to Mia in the front seat, but you can see Felix through the rearview mirror. Your eyes meet for a split second and you turn away, noticing the way his eyes sparkled when they met yours. “He’s probably just excited about the fair,” you think to yourself, shrugging it off.

Chan and Felix are the first two out of the car, followed by Mia and then yourself. The walk to the ticket booth was short, but was filled with Chan’s excited noises as he talked about everything he wanted to do while at the carnival. It was the first time he’d been in almost 5 years, and he said it was something he had missed while overseas.

Waiting in line at the ticket booth, you take in your surroundings as you wait for the others to buy their tickets. People have now actually made their way inside, and you can hear the music coming from the various games and rides all around you, along with the screams of the people already on some of the rollercoasters.

You’re broken out of your thoughts by Felix’s deep voice, hearing him say “2 tickets, please” to the lady at the window. Confused, you tug on his sleeve and look at him. “Felix,” you start but he smiles and shakes his head, opting to wrap your hand around his own arm as he says “Don’t worry about it, I got it.”

You feel butterflies in your chest at the action, but try not to let yourself be so easily affected. Instead, he pulls you along with Chan and Mia, and you make your way into the park.

“So...what do we ride first?” Chan asks. He looks over to you and Felix’s intertwined arms and raises his eyebrows, giving Felix a look that luckily you didn’t see because you were too busy trying to decide if you wanted to play a game first or go on one of the rollercoasters instead.

“Let’s go play one of those first!” Mia chimes in, spotting one of those games where you throw a baseball to knock down some bottles. She’s always been the competitive type, so it’s no surprise to you as she walks over to the games, teasing Felix that he doesn’t stand a chance up against her.

This declaration of war seemed to spur something on in Felix, determination in his eyes as he watches Mia knock nearly every bottle down. She looks at him as she’s handed her prize, a little pink stuffed monkey from the middle shelf that she holds dearly to her chest. “Beat that, Felix.” she laughs as he steps up to the game booth.

You stand beside Chris and Mia and watch as Felix begins throwing the baseballs. With ridiculous precision, he knocks down two bottles. Then another three. Then another two more. You’re all watching in surprise as Felix knocks the rest of the bottles down with his final baseball, eyes wide and Mia pouting, realizing she’s been beat.

The bell dings, and the carnival worker cheers as he tells Felix to pick anything from the top shelf. He grabs a plush, cartoon cat toy and immediately turns around and hands it to you. “Here, you can have it,” he says, a blush adorning his cheeks. Your expression mirrors his as you take the toy and hold it close to your chest. Mia and Chan both roll their eyes at the innocent display of affection. Neither of them can believe that the two of you are so absolutely oblivious to each other’s feelings.

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Many rollercoaster rides and carnival food later, the sky is beginning to grow dark. The day was spent playing rock paper scissors to decide who rides with who, who pays for food, and who holds the other’s things when the ride won’t allow everyone to ride together. It’s the most fun day you’ve had in a long time, and you’re thankful that you get to spend it with the people you hold dearest to you.

The sun slowly setting is making Felix look absolutely beautiful, and you have to stop yourself from constantly staring at his skin and the way the sunlight makes his freckles stand out even more than normal.

Once you return to the Bang residence, everyone goes off to do their own thing; Mia to take a shower, Chan to play some video games, and you decide to go to the backyard. Opting to sit on the bench off the back porch, you smile as you see fireflies blinking throughout the yard. Moments like these were your favorite, the calm breeze through your hair as the air is still a little sticky; once the sun sets it will cool down, so you put up with it for now.

You’re a little surprised when you see Felix come to join you outside, you thought he had been playing games with Chan upstairs. “Hey,” he says with a smile. You nod your head and he takes a seat next to you. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asks as he notices the far away look in your eyes.

“I’m just thinking about how much fun this summer has been. How much today has been. Thank you for the stuffed animal, by the way.” You say with a blush on your cheeks. He rubs the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed and a little nervous. “Oh, yeah, no problem I mean, I know you like cats so..” “Yeah..” you say, both of you trailing off into a comfortable silence.

“You know,” you start off, “I’m really glad Chan brought you back home with him. It’s nice to finally get to know you,” you say quietly. Felix smiles and moves a little closer to you. “Yeah? I agree. I’m glad I came with him, too.” he says. He’s close enough to you on the bench that your shoulders are touching, and the proximity makes you nervous. You can feel him looking at you as your eyes wander across the back yard, watching a bunny run into the bushes. You turn to look at him, and he’s so close that time feels like it’s stood still.

He’s moving closer towards you, and your breath catches in your throat. Is he about to kiss you? Your mind is going haywire. His lips are less than an inch away from yours, and you close your eyes out of reflex. One slight move and he could jus-

“Hey guys! Let’s go get dinner, Chan says he’s paying.” You and Felix jump apart as Mia is suddenly at the back door. Scrambling to your feet, you can’t look Felix in the eye, embarrassed by almost getting caught with what was about to happen. “O-oh yeah, sure!” Felix says, just as startled as you are. He lets you head in the door before him, and you try to shake the butterflies when you remember the feeling of him so close.

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Today, it’s Mia who wakes up before the boys do, so the two of you wander into the kitchen, making breakfast for everyone before Felix and Chan wake up. Mia passes you the pancake mix that she’s just finished making, and you sprinkle some blueberries into the batter that you’ve put on the griddle. “Who’re the blueberries for?” Your best friend asks as she cuts some more fruit to put out for everyone. “Oh they’re for Felix, he likes blueberries,” you say as you absentmindedly wait for the pancake to cook enough to flip over.

“You know, Felix seems to have taken a liking to you,” she teases, popping a piece of watermelon into her mouth. You roll your eyes at her, a sense of false hope spreading in your chest. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say, hoping that you can convince her and possibly yourself, that there’s nothing there.

“Come on y/n,” she starts, “the two of you literally ditched me and Chan the other night to sit outside and stare at fireflies before dinner. And don't think I didn’t see how close he was to you when I came outside! You just need to say something to him already. I’m begging you.” She watches you take the pancake off the griddle and place it on a plate, grabbing the bowl of pancake batter and starting on another one.

“I don’t know Mia, maybe he wasn’t trying to kiss me! Maybe I just had something on my face! Felix is a nice guy he’d do that kind of thing for me,” you reason. In your mind, it was so far from believable that Felix could have any type of feelings for you. He’s and idol, surrounded by some of the prettiest and most talented girls around, there’s no way he’d settle for someone as normal as you.

“I see those gears turning in your head, y/n, don’t think too much of it otherwise you’re just gonna make yourself sad. He IS a nice guy, but I also can’t lie to you and tell you he doesn’t look at you the way Chan looks at every dog he’s ever seen,” she laughs.

You were about to open your mouth to argue, but you’re saved by the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Chan comes first, Felix following close behind. Both of them have clearly just woken up, probably from the smell of the pancakes that you just remembered you were making. Luckily, you noticed just in time to take them off the stove and put the remaining pancakes on everyone’s plates.

“Good morning sleepyheads. Glad you could finally join us,” Mia jokes as she places the boys’ plates in front of them “Ooooo blueberries!” Felix says as he takes a look at the pancakes on his plate, and Mia shoots you a knowing look. You kick her under the table, and remain quiet as breakfast begins.

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The four of you decided that staying inside was the best course of action, the summer weather was in full effect today, and none of you wanted to face the July heat. The day was spent making lemonade, sharing youtube videos and playing multiple rounds of uno, laughter filling the house because Chan and Felix were hellbent on making each other lose (which Felix did. A lot.) It was so normal, you had almost forgotten about the little moment you had with Felix last night. Almost.

Later in the afternoon, Chan speaks up all of a sudden. “Hey, Mia, remember we need to head over to Auntie’s house really quick, like Mom asked us to this morning.” He said. Looking confused, Mia walks into the living room to look at him. “What are you talking about? Mom didn’-” she stops her sentence when she sees that Chan is looking at her urgently, eyes flitting between you and Felix, who are currently engrossed in a movie on TV.

Catching on quick, Mia nods her head. “Oh, yeah, that’s right. Auntie’s house.” You look up when you hear her voice. “Auntie’s house? That sounds fun, let’s go!”

“No!” Chan says quickly, and now he has Felix’s attention as well. “It’s a...family thing,” Mia says, trying to save her brother’s ass so they don’t get caught. “Right, right. It’s a family thing so you can’t come we’ll be back see you later!!” Chan say as he pulls Mia out the front door. Raising your eyebrows, you question your best friend’s weird antics as they shut the door. “Ooookay,” Felix laughs once the front door closes. “What do you think they’re problem is?” You question and turn back to Felix. He looks a little nervous, and you’re unsure why. “No idea,” he says quietly and turns back to the tv.

He’s sitting far away from you on the couch, and the urge to move closer to him is growing stronger by the minute. You try to control yourself and focus on the movie, but it’s getting harder as you replay the moments from yesterday in your mind. You try to get comfortable where you’re seated, but for some reason no matter how you sit, you can't manage to stay still for more than 10 seconds.

Felix looks over at you occasionally, wondering if you’re uncomfortable being alone with him. There’s no way, right? You’ve spent plenty of time alone with him in the past month and a half, if he had made you uncomfortable, you would’ve said something, right? And why did Chan and Mina just run out like that? He doesn’t remember ever hearing their mom mention anything about going to their aunt’s house this morning. Was he just not paying attention?

You’re still moving about on the couch, and curiosity peaks in Felix.

“Are you okay?” Felix asks, looking over when you move for the fifth time in half a minute. “Y-yeah! Yeah I’m ok. Just a little cold,” you say, trying to play off the situation. He shifts a little in his seat, wondering if he’s really about to do what he’s thinking about doing. And before he knows it, he opens his mouth and is doing exactly what he was afraid to.

“I mean,” he begins hesitantly, “you can always..come sit over here with me, if you want. No pressure! But you know..if you want to,” He blushes, but extends his arm against the back of the couch, an open invitation for you to cuddle into his side. Thinking about it for a moment, you figure there’s no real harm in doing so, wanting to satisfy your need to be close to him in hopes that it'll stop the feeling in your chest.

You were wrong, it doesn’t help the feeling in your chest at all. If anything, it magnifies it ten fold. You scoot over to Felix’s side of the couch, tucking yourself into his side and getting comfortable. You relax in his hold, and Felix feels a sense of relief wash over him.

You try to get back into the movie, but just as you get comfortable again, a very intense romantic scene begins in the movie. The two characters are about to meet their inevitable downfall, sharing a dramatic declaration of their love. The desperation in their voices are evident, knowing that if this so happens to be the last moment they ever have on earth, then they’ll be okay with it knowing that neither of their feelings were unrequited. .It doesn’t help that Felix keeps looking over at you every thirty seconds.

You feel Felix tense, and he turns to look down at you, your head now rested on his shoulder as you got comfy in his embrace. He wants to hold you like this forever. He panics a little, realizing how close your faces where when you turned to look up at him. He looks into your eyes and immediately melts, it reminds him of the other night, when he was just so close to finally kissing you. All he would have to do now, in this moment, is grab your jaw and pull you forward and then he’d be kissing you.

So that’s what he did.

It was a quick kiss, and Felix pulls away just as quickly as he pulls you in. “I uh..I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me if you never want me to do that again I won’t and we can forget that it ever happened I am so sorry,” he rambles, and you laugh at him. “Felix,” you say, turning to face him properly, “You have no idea..how long I have wanted you to do that.” You confess, cheeks turning red. He giggles. Giggles. That’s all the incentive you need to pull him back to you and capture his lips in another kiss.

You move to straddle his lap, your hands tangling in his hair and his immediately landing on your hips. You want to stay with him like this forever, you’ve decided. Running your hands through the soft tresses makes you realize that no one has ever made you feel the way that Felix does. He is home to you, and you know immediately that you don’t want anyone else. He moves to touch the skin that’s exposed right at the bottom of your tshirt, and a content sigh passes your lips. Felix uses the moment to slip his tongue in your mouth and you just let him take over, too lost in the feeling of him to fight for any type of dominance.

You roll your hips against him and a deep groan comes from his chest. You kiss him a little harder, and his labored breathing matches your own. You were now immensely glad that Mia and Chan were nowhere to be found.

His lips move to your neck, and the noise that comes from you does not go unnoticed by him. He’s guiding your hips against his now, bucking up into you and you’re getting lost in the feeling of him. Looking at you, Felix just wants to thank every god that has ever existed for letting him be with you in this way. In this moment, you are the only thing that exists to him. Even if he has to leave in a few weeks to head back to Korea and his idol life, his heart belongs here with you. And you'll wait for him each time, you know you will. This felt like destiny, and you’ll be damned if a body of water comes between you and him ever again.

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Mia and Chan take their sweet time coming back to the house, deciding to go get dinner and hoping that their idiot lovestruck best friends have finally gotten themselves figured out. They walk through the door and smile as their met with the sweetest scene ever. You and Felix are asleep on the couch, completely wrapped in each other.

Needless to say, the state of Felix’s hair and the dark markings on your neck are enough for the two of them to silently fist bump as they walk to their respective bedrooms.

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A/N: Oh my goodness. If you’ve made it to the end of this, thank you for reading! I really hope this lived up to your expectations Anon >.<

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tinyhwng · 5 years ago

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request? yes (anon)

pairing: idol!bang chan x reader

t/w: none

genre: fluff + very slight angst

word count: 2,913 (got a little carried away)

a/n: okkkkkk i’ve been out of this game for sooo long so im sorry if this isn’t the best but i tried! anyways, ending this was a little challenging but i hope it still ties everything nicely :) enjoy!

summary: seeing you again, he realized that somehow, the feelings he tried to escape once seemed to have returned slowly, but all at once and you failed to realize that their latest song was all about what he felt for you.

Last week, you had met a producer for a project and you had set up another meeting date to discuss future plans about your music. He kindly offered to meet up at his studio and you had no reason to decline which resulted in you meeting his eight other friends that you now so dearly felt attached to. But out of all of them, the one you bonded the most was Chan. He felt similar yet different. He talked about the deepest things and let himself bring comfort to your terrible days. You vented about the exhausting amount of stress that slowly tore through your resilient willpower to make it through as an artist. He comforted you through the days that made you regret where you were today and helped you bring out the emotions you kept all to yourself. He was someone that mattered a lot to you. A best friend anyone would be so lucky to have.

But things started going south.

You noticed the lack of attention he gave you and you thought that maybe, he was just busy and you tried to understand that. Yet as things went on, his lack of time became even more obvious. He would go out of his way to avoid you, not attend the meetings that involved you and from then, you saw him less and less. You tried calling him but the only response you would receive is his voice telling you to leave a voicemail. You asked the other boys if something had been bothering Chan but all the answer they could give you was that he was "busy". Bullshit. You didn't know what you had done wrong and that was enough to anger you. You wanted to apologize but he wouldn't even face you.

Nothing seemed right. If he was going through something, you wondered why he wouldn't even bother telling you. It wasn't until you bumped into him at a nearby coffee shop that you finally had a chance to talk to him.

"Chan!" You called out for the boy.

Almost jumping, he turned around to face you. His face almost mortified. "H-Hey."

"Can we talk?" You peeked under his hat, his eyes barely visible to you. "Please?"

You both sit at a table as the atmosphere filled with tension grew.

"What are you working on?" Your eyes glance at his laptop which he's been typing on ever since you had gotten there.

"Producing stuff." He answered, quickly but softly.

"Oh, for who?" You were beating around the bush, feeling slightly terrified of what he may say if you ask him what's been bothering you.

"No one yet. Just for future references."

"Chan-"

His eyes freeze at the screen.

"Are you mad at me?"

His eyes quickly shoot back at you, confused at first but realized that you might've felt that way with the way he's been acting around you. "What? No"

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

"I'm not ignoring yo-"

"Stop it. Stop lying." You look down, frustrated that none of your answers were answered. "It's been weeks Chan. We wouldn't have talked if I never bumped into you here."

"I'm just busy Y/N." His voice became softer, wanting to comfort you. He knew you felt frustrated but he did too.

"Could've you at least have told me that? So then maybe I wouldn't be spending days and nights thinking of what I did so wrong that you don't even bother to look for me." Your voice trembled. It wasn't the first time he'd seen you this vulnerable but it was definitely the first time that he was the reason you looked like that.

‘’I know, and I'm sorry. I-I really should've told you but with all the stress... I- don't know. I lost track y/n" You could hear the sincerity from his voice and although you were supposed to be mad at him at that moment, you couldn't help acknowledge his words. "And y/n, I really wasn't mad at you. I promise. It's just-

"Just what?"

"Nothing. I don't think it's the right time to tell you that right now."

"Why would it not be the right time? Are you leaving or something?"

"No- it's not that. I'll tell you soon, I promise."

You nod at his response, not knowing what to expect but somehow, his words eased you that truly, there was nothing to be worried about. You felt relieved that you now know that you had done nothing wrong.

The two of you parted ways shortly after he received a call from his manager. It was a short meeting but it meant a lot and very much answered the questions you've been wondering about.

A week after your last meeting, you decided to visit the studio to visit the boys. It was a spare time in your schedule so you decided to surprise them. You entered the studio and immediately counted the heads where you noticed that one of them was missing. "Hi, guys." You greeted, lifting the box of chicken with both of your hands that you brought. They immediately ran to you, with incoherent thank yous and we missed yous.

"Where's Chan?" Your eyes continued to wander the room, wondering if he was somewhere you had just missed.

“Not here." the youngest said with Chicken occupying his mouth. "Why?"

"Well, I just thought he'd be with you guys."

"Studio. His studio." Jisung ran up to you, with chicken in his hands and offered it. "Eat with us, y/n."

You nicely declined as you had eaten prior to coming there. "Where's the studio?"

"Down the hall, to the left" Seungmin responded. "He's been there for hours so I don't think he'll mind company."

"Thank you." You made your way out of the room, with a cup of hot chocolate for Chan and a cup of coffee for yourself. You soon made it down the hall, facing your left as you inhaled in before knocking.

The door slowly creaked open with barefaced Chan staring back at you. "Ahh--- Y/N what the heck." His face looked flustered, his ears quickly turning red as you giggled your way in.

"Let me in Chan, please." You cautiously laughed, not wanting to spill the drinks you had been holding.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming... I look terrible right now."

"You literally look the same but go off."

"Ouch." Chan teased, his hands still covering half his face.

"No- I mean you look good still." You blurted out. "Anyways- How's it going?"

You and Chan exchange greetings and he lets you listen to bits of the songs he's been working on.

"Wow Chan, it sounds so good." You stare at his computer in awe. You pulled out a chair and sat beside him as you began skimming through his other songs. "Ugh, why are you talented. This isn't fair." You muttered, with your eyes fixed on the screen.

You weren't looking but Chan was too distracted to even respond to what you were saying. His eyes fixed on you as you listened to the songs he's worked so hard on. He loved it when people listened to the things he created but somehow, it was different with you. The look you have that just got his heart beating faster than usual. The way you compliment his skills like he was the only one capable of doing it. Anything you did just felt so special to him and lately, you were the one that had been going through his mind as he produced songs. Butterflies were definitely an understatement.

As you skimmed through his neverending folder of songs he's never put out, you stumbled upon one called the moon behind the stars. You played it, not knowing what it was. As the melody played, your heart eased into it. Somehow, you wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. It was so beautifully made that you had lost track of where you were but something was missing. The lyrics.

"Chan, wheres the lyrics for this one. It's too good to not have one." You asked, turning your attention towards him.

"There isn't any-" A slight panic in his tone made you even more curious. "It's unfinished."

"It was created almost two years ago though. Something like this should be out there Chan, I'm telling you. It's beautiful."

"I know but it doesn't really fit into any of our album themes yet." He scratched his head.

"Why not?"

"It's a love song, y/n."

"Oh-" Your face looked back to the computer in shock, repeating the song again. "What is it about though?"

"It's cheesy-" he replied, cupping his own cheeks as he whined.

"Oh please. Cheesy is literally MY genre." You laughed.

He sighed, "okay then." You made yourself comfortable as you stared at him, waiting for him to tell you all about it. "Well first, the title "the moon behind the stars" means two things. First, it illustrates how a person is too scared to admit that they're in love but still wants to have a good front towards the other person they're trying to distance themselves from, thus, "the moon behind the stars. Second, it's about the moon representing the one you have feelings for. Even with all the stars, shining and being pretty, somehow, it's always the moon that catches your eye. Almost like, 'there's plenty of fish in the sea but you're the only one I see.' and it has a melodic piece because even though you see them all the time, it's almost impossible to actually be with them. The space between the world and the moon represents the other person's fear and anxiety towards losing the other person. I say it's a love song but it could pretty much pass as a sad song at this point." Chan giggled. "Well- that's kind of all I have for that."

You listened, wonderstruck and speechless at his explanation. "H-How did you even come up with this? All this time I thought you were just an angsty teen who wants to overthrow the government but I guess I'm wrong."

He loudly laughed. "I don't know either."

‘’Unless... it's through experience." You teased, pinching his sides.

"Wha- no. It's not like that. I was just messing around, really." He explained but with the most unconvincing tone.

You definitely didn't buy it. "Who was it Channie. Tell me."

Channie... it had been a while since you had called him that. He's been trying to stay away from you so he could sort his feelings out. He wanted to get over you, fearing that maybe wanting you more than as a friend could put your friendship at risk. But as soon as you muttered his nickname Channie again, his feelings for you came back, slowly and all at once. It hit him as he saw you giggle as you teased him. He sat there with a rapidly beating heart, admitting that maybe, his feelings were never gone. He looked away, feeling his mouth dry out. The love of his life was in front of him and fear was the only thing that kept him from telling you so. He shyly stuffed himself behind his hands, knowing he had been blushing the whole time.

"Chan- are you okay?" You stopped yourself in the middle of laughing with a concerned look in your face. You placed a hand on his back, not knowing why he was suddenly like that.

"I'm okay." He said behind his hands. His voice was soft, but you could tell he was smiling.

"Are you shy? Did me asking who it was made you that shy?" You teased. "They must've been special, Chris."

His heart was about to explode. You calling him Chris was probably his greatest weakness and although he hears that a lot, hearing it from you made it sound so special. If you could just say it once more, he would definitely combust.

"Chan your ears are red, oh my god. Are you okay?"

He sat upright, collecting himself after almost losing himself. "Yes, I'm okay." He smiled, breathing heavily.

"I'm surprised you never told her about this." You muttered, repeating the song once more. "Probably would've loved it."

"I doubt that."

"What do you mean? Every girl I know that trained under this building during that time had the biggest crush on you."

"Yeah, right." He turned to you. "Did you?"

"Of course. I told you, Chan. Every single girl did."

His face froze at your upfront answer. Stuttering as he tried to go back to the conversation.

"Are you that surprised that I liked you? I thought it was pretty obvious back then."

"Wha-"

"So you didn't think of anything when I was always using the same studio you guys were using? Are you kidding?" You laughed.

"No..."

"I literally came to your busking event when I had an evaluation half an hour after that." Tears were almost coming out of your eyes as you laughed out loud.

"Oh my god, y/n"

“I know. I was pathetic."

"This whole time... I thought you liked Hyunjin."

"What the fuck- Chris are you kidding? Please say sike."

"I'm not. I literally thought-"

“Hyunjin's my family friend oh my god. He's literally like a cousin to me."

Chan covered his open mouth with his hand, shocked at what he was hearing. ”Oh my god, y/n"

"You're stupid." You teased, slapping his arm. "I did so much and you didn't even notice shit. This is peak embarrassing, Chan."

"I- I'm sorry." he teased.

"The hot chocolate I brought after the JYP stage, the-"

"The hot chocolate? Didn't you give everybody one."

You facepalmed at his response. "I- I gave everybody a cup of coffee dumbass. I knew you didn't like coffee so I specifically ordered hot chocolate just for you."

He went speechless, feeling bad that he looked over your effort back then.

You sighed, "whatever, it's okay. It's over now."

Suddenly, Chan wanted to confess something. "Actually, y/n."

"Hm?"

"That song," he pointed at his computer. "It's about you."

You stared at him for a while, not comprehending his words. "Sorry?"

"It's about you. You're the moon behind the stars."

"Huh?" You hurriedly repeated the song.

Chan shyly muttered but it was too incoherent for you to understand, "Sorry can you say that again."

"I- It's actually finished," he confessed. "But it's context is different but I kept the melody and everything."

"What- how?"

He took the mouse from your hand and searched through his folder. Neverending Story.

"Here it is."

"Wait- Chan. This is released though?"

"Yeah, I know. It's uhh, about you." he voice was soft, almost too quiet to hear.

"It's finally admitting my feelings and that however things might turn between us, I won't ever let go as a person that deeply cares for you and that however long I might have to wait, it's okay because, in the end, my feelings for you just don't ever seem to go away."

You stuttered in response, not knowing how to take this all in. You've liked him then and you've always felt the same since.

"Chan- this is beautiful. I don't know what to say."

"It's okay. You don't have to."

"Is this why you have been ignoring me?"

"Kind of. I put out this song with everything I've always wanted to tell you and it was really hard to face you. I know you didn't feel the same but I wanted to at least tell you what I've felt. I was wondering that maybe putting out this song and ignoring for you a bit would make everything go away and let me accept how things are between us now but I realized that somehow, my feelings never left. Every time I'd see you, my heart beats a special type of way and always makes me think that maybe, the moon might not be that impossible to reach."

You could see him tremble as he explained everything to you. You reach out, holding his hand. "Thank you, Chris. This song is beautiful and so is the message. I'm sorry if I made you think that I would never reciprocate your feelings-"

"y/n, you don't have to-"

You cut him off. "The truth is that, after all this time, I really do still like you. More than before, and I feared that I would get in the way of your dreams. I wanted to be your support still which is why I stayed behind all this time. You have been there through my worst and my successful times. You made me the artist that I am today and you let me stay as the person I am around you. Chris, I don't know where this will take us but I hope you know I still really do like you a lot."

Chan took hold of your hand and sobbed as he held them close. "Thank you, y/n. Thank you so much."

#bang chan au #stray kids #stray kids chan #bang chan #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #fluff #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #kpop angst #angst #au #stray kids au

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ladyfluffbutt · 3 years ago

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The Forest Witch

TrollSon AU by madjesters1 . I don’t claim ownership of the AU I was just bored at work and wrote something with my character.

Bear in mind it’s been a rrreeaaallllllyyyy long time since I’ve written anything.

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Jim ran as fast his his small legs could carry him. He’d snuck out of Trollmarket and away from Blinky and AAARRRGGHH!!! with one goal in mind; wanting to get AAARRRGGHH!!! some VHS tapes.

What the boy hadn’t counted on was accidentally splattering a Goblin while he was digging through the local landfill.

Now the poor 7-year-old was running for his life from a horde of bloodthirsty gangly monsters.

“HELP!!! DAD!!! KANJIGAR!!!” He screamed once more at the top of his lungs, only to hear the angry calls of the goblins behind him. Tears streamed from his face as he dodged trees and rocks, running for his life but tiring from the exertion.

He was bound to trip, he knew this. Despite trying so hard to avoid any obstacle he could see in the light of the full moon. It was a root that snagged him. His ankle twisted painfully and Jim crashed to the ground with a cry of agony.

He tried desperately to get back to his feet but the ankle throbbed and refused to take any of with weight. The goblins quickly closed what little distance he’d managed to put between himself and them. Jim whimpered and dragged himself close to a tree.

“I-I don’t wanna die! H-HELP!!!!!!” He choked out as he started sobbing, eye shut tightly.

He heard the goblins charge but the sound was quickly snuffed out by the sudden roar of fire. He smelled the stench of burning ozone and goblin, but didn’t dare open his eyes yet. The sound of screeching goblins and slashing of a blade though finally gave him the courage to finally peek out from his curled up position.

The space around him was littered squished and charred goblins and patches of burning blue and white fire lay strewn about.

Another slashing sound and dying shriek of a goblin came from behind his tree. Jim quickly moved to spot the source.

“KANJI-!?!”

Standing some six feet away currently dispatching another pesky goblin was...not the Trollhunter. In fact he wasn’t sure if it was a troll at all.

It was a human.

Their shirt was hooded but Jim was sure they were human. The blade they held was shorter than Daylight and a very different shape. It looked like a double edged short sword, if he was remembering what he’d learned in Blinky’s weaponry books correctly. With a quick swing of the black blade the stranger dispatched two more goblins. The edges of the blade seemed to glow like they were in a forge. He could hear the hiss of burning flesh and goblin guts. He did his best to not focus on the putrid smell and took in their appearance.

They wore a black sleeveless top that cut off at their midriff but on the back it tapered down like a cape and ended just a few inches from the ground.

A thick black and golden belt held place midway down their hips. The buckle was shimmering gold and made up of ornate curves. There were even some satchels and holsters attached to it. He could see some glowing vials and crystals stored on the holsters.

The screech of a charging goblin quickly took Jim’s attention away from his mysterious rescuer. He shrieked and quickly scrambled away from the creature, heading right to them and hugging their leg tightly.

The turned quickly and brought the glowing short sword down on the goblin, ending its warpath with minimal effort.

The few remaining goblins retreated into the dark forest, disappearing from sight.

Jim still clung to the leg of his savior and stared out into the shadows of the trees. A hand suddenly came to rest on the top of his head.

“They’re gone, child. No need to fear them any longer.”

The boy jumped a bit at the soft voice and finally looked up at the face of the person he was clinging to. Freckles dotted everywhere under her deep blue eyes and on the bridge of her nose. Her waves hair was the color of fire and mostly pulled back, hidden under her hood. There was a thin light scar across her lower left cheek down to her jawline.

“Pretty…” was the first thing that came to the child’s mind.

She smiled down at him and gave a soft chuckle. “Is there something fascinating about my face, little one?”

“Oh! S-Sorry,” Jim apologized as he looked down. “I-I was just thinking of how pretty you are, miss. I’m sorry I stared.”

She was silent for a moment before she let out another chuckle and ruffled his hair gently. “Aren’t you a sweetheart. There’s no need to apologize. Now then,” her sword turned to ash and vanished as she knelt down in front of him, “what are you doing so far out into the forest at night? It’s not safe.”

It took Jim a moment to respond, awestruck by her magic weapon vanishing. “I-I was just getting something for my Dad a-and I accidentally squished a goblin and got chased.”

“Your father sent you out into the woods in the middle of the night to get something for him!?” She sounded shocked and angry.

Jim shook his head quickly. “No! He doesn’t know! Neither of my Dads know I snuck out!” He looked down, tears starting to form in his eyes once more. “I-I just wanted to do something nice for him. I-I…”

She gently pulled him into an embrace as he started to sob. Jim clung to her like a lifeline and buried his face into her shoulder as she softly rubbed his neck to sooth him.

“I-I was so s-scared! I w-w-wanna go home!”

“Shhhh…it’s okay now. I’m here…and I’ll take you home…. I promise.”

He sniffled and turned his face to look up at her. “I-I’m Jim.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Jim…..My name is Irizhia.” She seemed a bit reluctant to tell him her name at first.

“Iris….Iriz…”

She let out another chuckle and smiled down at him. “You can all me Rizzie if it’s too hard to pronounce, Jim.”

Jim giggle a bit at the nickname, wiping his tears a bit. “Are you a witch? I’ve never seen fire magic like that before.”

Irizhia nodded. “I’m known by most as the Forest Witch, though fire and lighting are my specialty.”

“You and make lightning!? Can I see!?” He looked at her in awe.

“I’m sorry but no. Lightning magic is very dangerous. I don’t have complete control over where the bolts will go. It’s not safe to perform it in the company of others unless I’m looking to harm them.”

She rubbed his head a bit before she stood up.

“We should get you home now though. I’m sure your parents are worried sick. Am I safe to assume you live in Arcadia, dear?”

Jim paused, realizing he couldn’t tell her about Trolls or Trollmarket. Sure she was a witch but he knew he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone where he lived. He didn’t want anyone threatening his home or the trolls.

He rocked a bit on his heels, looking at the ground. “You…can drop me off at Arcadia Bridge. I know my way home from there.”

She gave him a incredulous look. “I’m not going to leave you all alone after I just rescued you from a goblin horde, Jim.” She leaned down a bit.

“Look, I…know you live with trolls, child. You smell more troll than human, even out here. You don’t need to hide secrets from me.”

“Y-You know about the trolls and Trollmarket?” He sniffed himself. “You can SMELL THEM?”

“I know a lot more than you could possibly imagine, little one. And I’ve got senses that are much more keen than yours.”

Well that was good, he guessed. At least she could take him right home. Yes she was a complete stranger but she also saved his life. She was kind to him and offered to take him home.

Jim looked up at her. She was a witch, but she seemed like a good witch. She did save him after all AND she did it with awesome fire magic.

With that in mind he gave a light nod. “Blinky and AAARRRGGHH!!! are my Dads. I snuck out cuz I wanted to get some VHS tapes from the landfill. I accidentally knocked over some trash and it squished a goblin.”

Irizhia seemed to stare at him for a bit before she nodded. “I see…. So Blinkous Galadrigal and….. AAARRRGGHH!!! are your adopted parents?”

Jim nodded before looking down, pulling on the strings of his slightly too large hoodie. “My Mom…was killed by a bad Troll, named Bular. The Trollhunter fought him off so I could escape… I ran into Blinky after and he took me to Trollmarket. Now him and AAARRRGGHH!!! take care of me.”

Irizhia was silent once more. Slowly she reached down and rubbed his head. “I am sorry for your loss, Jim. A child should never lose a parent in such a way.”

He looked up at the fire witch, some tears lingering in his eyes. “Have you losses your parents too?”

She simply shook her head. “My parents never wanted me…. The closest thing I had to a father abandoned me when I was probably a little younger than you…. I hated him for a long time for it but now that I’m older I suppose I can see why he did what he did…”

Jim walked closer and took hold of her hand. “Maybe Blinky and AAARRRGGHH!!! will adopt you! They adopted me after all!” He smiled at the idea of having a big sister.

Irizhia let out a halfhearted laugh and gave a sad smile. “Naw…troll dads would cramp my style. Besides I have my own home and children now. Don’t think all those trolls would be happy with all us being around.”

She patted Jim on the head before picking him up.

“Now then, how about we get you home? We’ve spent enough time bantering and I can only imagine your dads are getting more and more worried. They’re probably running around with the Trollhunter searching for you.”

“Yeah…” Jim nodded as she began walking. Home sounded good right about now.

#art #typings #trollhunters irizhia #trollhunters #trollhunters oc #toa #trollhunters AU #trollson AU #jim lake jr

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onenerdtwonagas · 4 years ago

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Can we have a steamy writing with the vampire au?

((Hell with it, why not?))

One would think a month’s time would be enough to adjust to a new arrangement. It was ample time to get comfortable in new furnishings, to memorize the layout, even to become acquainted with the pattern of the servants’ daily comings and goings. Uriah no longer got lost in the gardens—the wider grounds being a bit of a different story, if he ever strayed from the usual path—and he had most of the names of the service staff memorized. But there was one thing he still hadn’t adjusted to, one very specific thing.

Orpheus.

It still didn’t feel real, what had transpired weeks before. A vampire. Vampires were real. He was one of them. And he wanted Uriah to stay. As his...pet? Food source? The man was terribly flirtatious and seductive, and that had been what originally drove Uriah to agree to the new terms of his stay, but... had he made the right choice?

He pondered over it for the hundredth time as he fidgeted with the buttons on his vest, eyes staring blindly into the fire glowing in his room’s hearth. A gentle clattering drew his attention.

“I’ve brought your tea, Doctor,” the maid said warmly. “Fresh pot of chamomile, as you asked.”

“Thank you, Miss Heatherfield.”

“Oh, tish-tosh! Call me Gertrude, dear lad,” the woman chuckled, brandishing her handkerchief at him. There were faint wrinkles on her face, and a peak of grey flashed here and there in her hair.

“Goodness knows I’ve worked for the young lord plenty of years now. There’s no need for fussing with me.”

Uriah returned her smile with a small one of his own, and nodded to her graciously.

“Gertrude, then. Thank you.”

“Will that be all, Doctor?”

“Yes. Good night.”

She gave a brief curtsy, surprisingly springy for her aging figure, and excused herself with a soft click of the door closing. Uriah stared after her for a moment, and then went back to discarding his vest and kicking off his shoes. He poured his own tea, something he insisted upon, and cradled the cup carefully as he paced across the width of the hearth. His mind wandered between slow, careful sips.

Just what made him say yes to this bizarre deal? Was he really that desperate for his research? Was he just desperate? Uriah sighed heavily and placed his half-drunken cup on the mantle, leaning against the hearth and rubbing his eyes.

“God damn me for a fool...”

A soft knock interrupted the quiet. He didn’t lift his head.

“Yes?”

The door opened and closed.

“It’s late, dear Doctor.”

Slowly, Uriah let his hand fall and he straightened his posture. He stared at the man in the room with him, tall and handsome.

“Yes,” he replied in measured time, “so it is.”

Orpheus quirked a brow upwards. The response puzzled him.

“Do you feel unwell?”

“I can’t say.”

The lord approached, one hand rising towards Uriah’s face. He pulled back with a flinch, eyes firmly fixed on Orpheus, like a deer that’s spotted a hunter amongst the trees. For a moment, they remained tensely still, but Orpheus eased and brought the back of his hand to Uriah’s forehead. Uriah remained frozen.

“You don’t feel feverish. That’s good,” the lord said at length. He removed his hand and stared down at Uriah in puzzlement.

“What’s wrong?”

What’s wrong? The question struck Uriah with a bitter sort of humor. He scoffed, ducking around the lord and folding his arms around himself as he took several steps from him.

“I’ve agreed to your deal,” Uriah said, his tone of disbelief, “after learning my benefactor is a vampire. And you ask me what’s wrong?”

“You had another choice,” Orpheus reminded him, still looking after him quizzically.

“Why the hell didn’t I take it?”

The question seemed aimed more at himself than anyone else.

“Why in God’s name did I make a deal with a vampire? I mean, truly, answer me this: what am I to you now, then? A pet? A plaything?!”

“No,” Orpheus answered firmly, quickly, taking a pace towards him. “I respect you too much to lower you to such a status.”

“Then your food source. Is that what you’re here for, hm? Go on, do it then. Get it over with!”

Uriah pulled back his sleeve and held out his bare wrist. Orpheus looked at it, then to his face. Uriah felt himself shaking, and he knew the other man could see it. What had he gotten himself into?

Orpheus closed the space between them slowly, hands not reaching for Uriah’s outstretched arm, but his face. He could feel him trembling against his palms. Cradling his face in both hands, the lord gently pressed his lips over the doctor’s.

“You little fool,” he whispered.

“W-What did I agree to?” Uriah whimpered, feeling Orpheus rest their foreheads together. “Tell me. Tell me what happens. Should...S-Should I be afraid of you?”

“No,” Orpheus murmured, thumbs brushing the man’s cheeks. “You never need fear me. Is that what this is? Are you afraid of me, Uriah?”

“I-I don’t know. I feel I should be, b-but...”

“Shhh.”

Orpheus brought their lips together again, and Uriah felt his tension beginning to fade.

“Tell me what to do,” Orpheus whispered to him. “What must I do to make you trust me?”

Uriah hesitated. Then, slowly, surprised by his own decision, he took the lord’s hands in his and coaxed him towards the bed. He sat on its edge. Orpheus knelt before him.

“W-What exactly am I to you?” Uriah asked, watching the lord’s face.

“In truth, an attempt at companionship,” Orpheus answered. “I am lonely here, within these walls. I crave someone to speak to, to touch. Blood isn’t all that’s necessary to survive.”

“Your servants?”

“Are good and loyal people, but I don’t feel an attachment to them beyond familial bonds or employment. But you are bright, and full of wit and charm. I want to share your company, if you will allow me.”

Orpheus bent his head down, gently holding Uriah’s leg and kissing his ankle. Heat rushed to his face. No man had ever lowered himself to such a position in front of him. The lord rested his temple against Uriah’s knee, fingers grazing his skin, eyes gazing to him not in a hypnotic demand of submission, but in a plea for permission.

“You... You genuinely mean that?”

“I do. I’ve wanted to share my affections with you for some time now. A month ago was...me at my weakest. I...”

Orpheus breathed deeply. He seemed embarrassed.

“I craved you.”

Uriah swallowed. Well. That was...something.

“And...A-And now?”

“If you tell me what you want, I will do it,” Orpheus promised. “I want you to trust me.”

Hesitantly, Uriah reached down and stroked a hand through Orpheus’s dark hair. The lord closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, nuzzling the man’s palm as it came close and kissing his fingertips with reverence. Uriah’s hand guided him up, their mouths meeting for a third time, but that time it was Uriah who held his face, tracing over his features and pulling him in. Before long, Orpheus was leaning over him, bracing himself up from the bed, taking in the sight of Uriah laid out beneath him.

“If... I-If I let you take me,” Uriah began, his voice quiet and shy, barely audible over the distant crackle of the hearth, “will you be gentle?”

“Yes.”

“Promise me.”

“I swear it,” Orpheus purred, one hand in fastening the ribbon holding Uriah’s collar closed.

The back-and-forth of undressing went slowly, carefully, as Uriah was too shy to be rough, and Orpheus too afraid of scaring him away. But soon enough they were bare, skin flush against skin, tangled together gently and exploring one another with curious—and on the lord’s part, needy—touches.

“You’re warm,” Orpheus sighed blissfully, face buried against Uriah’s neck.

“Are vampires all chilled like you?” Uriah asked, stroking his back.

“Yes. But you feel divine.”

The red on Uriah’s face deepened as Orpheus’s hands traveled lower. Despite the coolness of his skin, there was a definite tenderness and heat behind the lord’s gestures. A dedication and an effort to please, as evident by the sounds he drew from the man beneath him.

“I will not take you until you tell me.”

“God, just—Ah—d-do it,” Uriah panted, grasping at the sheets and closing his eyes. Orpheus kissed his face, hands taking hold of his legs before their bodies seemed to meld into one. Uriah clung to him, shaking then for an entirely different reason than before. Orpheus gasped and panted against his ear, his own hands grasping but always mindful of the fragility of the human’s body compared to his own.

“This...T-This is what I wanted from you,” Orpheus breathed.

Uriah didn’t need him to explain. Even in his muddled state he could understand the need for affection. It felt more powerful than any drug or medicine he’d ever heard of. Feeling Orpheus against him, even inside him, made his entire being alight with warmth.

“P-Promise me,” Uriah panted, his limit approaching quickly. “Promise me you...y-you’ll be honest.”

“Ah... I-I promise.”

“And you—mm—won’t h-hurt me!”

“Never. Never!”

It struck like lightening, and with it all of his energy vanished. Uriah breathed deeply, his body weakening as Orpheus also finished, their bodies separating before the lord settled down next to him, arms slowly linking around his torso in search of that same comforting warmth. Uriah didn’t have the words, not right away, but he couldn’t deny the sense of bliss that came with being held, or what had come just before.

“I...I want you to promise one more thing,” Uriah whispered, one hand finding Orpheus’s and bashfully intertwining their fingers.

“Anything.”

“Warn me when you need my blood, instead of scaring me like before?”

“I will. I promise.”

#onenerdtwonagas #uriah #freckle muffin #orpheus #starry scales #freckles and stars #vampire au #vampire regency au #ask post #lit post #tmi tuesday #coldalienpersonagoth

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fe-semi-decent-scenarios · 4 years ago

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Could I ask headcanons of Black Eagles flirting and crushing on Byleth (professor?)?

[Ask and you shall receive lol. Lately I’ve been busying myself with long reports, so I needed something cutsey to recharge.(Sorry if it’s complete rubbish lol) It’s not much but I hope you like it!]

Edelgard:

Ehh. She won’t be a student much longer anyways.

Byleth will always be her professor...but maybe another title can be ticked onto that list? She hopes so.

However, she doesn’t go too overboard. Just a few teasing gestures and quips every once in a while to sedate the budding sentiment in her heart

With more pressing issues over love, Edelgard can’t afford to play the role of lovesick schoolgirl

She sets side her personal feelings for the professor when around others. Instead they are treated as a good friend and adored instructor. Alongside the present given on Byleth’s birthday are a few other trinkets Edelgard picked up herself, you know, because she’s extra

When alone her thoughts often drift. There are many occasions where work ends up procrastinated

She keeps everything bottled up inside and doesn’t even hint at the idea of a crush to anyone. To love is to be compromised, to be compromised is to be weak, and to be weak is to fail

This is something she firmly believes until the support of her peers and affection from her professor begin to challenge it

Perhaps there is room for love in her future

“My teacher, you are an important companion to everyone here and to myself. You must never forget that”

Hubert:

Oh he is smooooth.

Yet subtle

He knows that he shouldn’t become too attached considering what’s to come in the future. His mind and body are her highness’ to command

....well, all good things come in moderation anyways. What’s a little meaningless flirting?

His flirting methods follow the ‘attack of opportunity’ plan. Meaning that he tosses in his quips when the time seems fitting

He knows what he is doing. Never assume otherwise

Obviously such conduct towards a teacher is unrefined. Does he care? The guy couldn’t give less of a sh*t

He has 100% commented on their dancing attire at least once

People should mind their own business lest they want to lose their tongue. Can’t gossip when you can’t speak, right?

If the professor doesn’t seem to mind then why should he stop? If they recuperate then that’s even better

It’s no fun when prey doesn’t fight back once in a while.

“Oh do go on. The droll behind your ever so taunting tone is intoxicating. It almost makes this insufferable lecture mildly entertaining” -shots fired. Professor or not, ‘love interest’ or enemy, Hubert does not tone down the sarcasm

No one even suspects that he has an interest in Byleth. He downright makes it appear that they are his sworn enemy (whether this is intentional or not? You decide)

Caspar:

‘Flirt’? ‘Caspar’? That’s funny

It’s not that he can’t do it. Caspar can be very charming when he wants to be, but why bother?

They’re his professor. If he starts kissing up to them then the others might start to think he’s pegging for special treatment

He also doesn’t want them to like a facade. He wants them to like him

Not that he would turn said special treatment down if offered. He d o e s want to get stronger, and the extra time with his “favorite”*wink* professor is a lucky bonus

He tends to have a ‘lingering eye’ that’s easy to pick up on if you catch my drift

he is not pure hearted, just a dunce. There is a difference

The boy blushes at every little action without even noticing

He loves to watch them train, both to better his own moves and to admire them without it seeming weird

Literally everyone knows that Caspar has a thing for Byleth before he knows it himself. He’s the kind that mistakes a crush for admiration

He’s also a big baby when it comes to them giving other people attention.

He justifies his interruptions as: “The professor doesn’t have time to do __ for __! They have enough to do as it is!”

Now what does that translate to in Caspar language?: “The time the professor spends doing __ is time they could spend with our class me”

Someone help him. He’s so thick headed it’s actually sad

Petra:

“My apologies. I will be returning after the clearing of my head”

She’s unfamiliar with the courting methods in Fodlan. Are they the same as in Bridgid?

Thoughts of the professor occasionally will interfere with her study time

Also her appetite. Normally she eats plenty at meals since she hates waste, but the professor makes her nervous about her etiquette

let’s just ignore that Byleth eats like a ravenous boar

She wants to take them to see Bridgid. It’s only natural to want to share the things you love with those you care about

She embraces the affection she feels. Byleth is a truly wonderful person and the royal family would gladly accept them if Petra expressed her feelings

When she returns she wants to ask them to accompany her

For now she will remain at their side both in battle, in leisure, and in spirit

Petra also isn’t one to approach with caution. The way she flirts is through honesty

If they do something she likes then she says so. If they look nice or are trying something new then she’ll comment on it. If she sees something in the shop that they might like, then she buys it

Petra is simple. She does for Byleth what she thinks will make them happy and doesn’t overthink it in the slightest

Dorothea:

The newfound feelings aren’t discouraged nor appreciated. It is a battle between practicality and love for her

Not because of them being a professor, but everything else

Mercenary, teacher, reincarnate, solider, tactician, etc.

Such a dangerous profession with so much blood on their hands. Are those the ones she wants to hold for the rest of their days?

Will they even live long enough to grow old with her?

She wants a reliable partner to take care of her and not give her a heart attack on a daily basis. So far only one box is checked

She will not be a widow at such a young age. She refuses

When these thoughts emerge Dorothea retracts from Byleth. There’s still the open friendliness that was there before, but now an extra barrier has been put up

She won’t go out of her way to give Byleth special treatment. Her search for a partner other than them will continue on

Maybe she’ll find someone else to smash these feelings so that there will be no need to confront them

Only after they ‘die’ will she stop suppressing them.

“To think that it took such a disaster for me to see the light. Why do people realize such things when it’s too late?” - she focuses on personal growth until the reunion. Relying on another person to prevent the past from reappearing is not what she wants.

Ferdinand:

The best way that Ferdinand can communicate his feelings is through words

He tries. He really tries to come across as a potential life partner for the professor. He can only be a student for so long, and they’re close in age. Logically there is nothing wrong with the possibility of a courtship

but because speaking ‘frilly’ is a normality the effect is not like how he hoped

When Ferdinand falls, he falls hard. Yes, he is a flirt. Yes, he stretches himself thin trying to please everyone. Yes, he has his quirks that make him extremely confrontational

So when he finds someone with the ability to make him both strengthen his morals, question the bigger picture, and grow as an individual (after the whole ‘noble’ mine-bomb) it’s a big deal

Therefore he will not relent in his pursuit of Byleth unless they explicitly tell him to stop. If words don’t work then he instantly pegs for quality time and acts of affirmation

Greets them every morning, carries their supplies, invites them to tea, delivers lost items, etc. People really do peg him as a kiss ass.

He doesn’t get the ‘heart flutters’ that people talk about. When he’s beside the professor he just feels energized. Like he could actually beat Edelgard ‘could’ is the key word in that scentence

“Good morning Professor! If your schedule allows it, would you care to join me for tea later this afternoon? Your company would make it the perfect level of sweetness”

Linhardt:

A firm believer of “age is but a number”

It’s more of his personal beliefs that tone down any pursuit of the professor. They are currently in a position of power over him that halts any relationship progression at a professional level.

So as any healthy person does: he vents any growing affection into his studies

He h a t e s how they make him restless.He’ll be feeling drowsy one moment but then their face will pop into his mind

He can’t even sleep through class. Not with them there

Actually works in the class’ favor since he starts contributing to the lectures. If you can’t beat them then might as well join them

This is how it is during pre-timeskip for the most part. Occasionally he will let his thoughts slip but never any action

He has crests to research and Byleth has students that seemingly want to die by the hour. There is literally no time to flirt

Now AFTER the timeskip, things are different. Linhardt is a blunt person which sometimes works in his favor. Just so happens that flirting comes naturally to him

most of the time it doesn’t though

“Could you refrain from doing that? It’s distracting” “Linhardt, i’m stretching. How is that distracting?” “You are an attractive individual. Need I say more?”

Life is short. He has no filter

Bernadetta:

“HI PROFESSOR!” “Afternoon Bernadetta. I see you’re out of your room today” “W-what? OH! Yes. Y-y-yEs i aM IM SORRY I’LL GO BACK PLEASE DON’T PATRONIZE MEEEEE”

She’s scared. What’s new?

The girl never expected to have these feelings. One night she was painting when what was supposed to be a cloud began to resemble her professor

It was downhill from there.

Her behavior is exactly the same as prior to her feelings. Being a naturally jittery person works to her advantage, no one suspects a thing!

Compared to simply being friends it will take longer for her to be comfortable

She will avoid Byleth at all times outside of lessons. It’s just too hard to communicate anymore

Eventually her outer shell will crack. The once new feelings will begin to feel normal and the old bernie will be back. Jittery, hyperactive, kind, lovable bernie

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diaryofabeautyfiend · 4 years ago

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Small Time Witch (13)

By the time you returned home your apartment was organized inventoried and packed. All that remained was the furniture which came with the place. You went back to leave the key and check for anything that may have been missed. Loki went with you. You found some wine and a couple of cups so you poured him some.

“It’s not a goblet so I hope you don’t feel too unrefined.” You handed him the cup and your finger tips touched.

“I’ll make an exception for today as we are not at a banquet.”

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“Nothing. I just wanted to spend time with you. You are getting more involved with Captain imbecile and I assumed I wouldn’t see you as much.”

You rolled your eyes, “Be nice. He is good to me.”

“Darling, I am being kind. There are worse things to be called. I was wondering if you wanted to continue your training with Stephen Strange. They all seem to trust him. He seems capable.”

You stared into space absorbing what he was saying and understanding what he was tiptoeing around. “You’re leaving me.” He was quiet for several minutes. He held your hand and let you feel what he was feeling. It was too difficult to articulate. Slow tears fell from his eyes. He wiped them away before you could see.

You felt how much he loved you which you already knew. There was more. There was sadness. A deep sadness knowing you didn’t want him. You wanted to tell him that wasn’t true. You wanted to tell him how scared you were. You didn’t have to. He knew you were scared but not why. Perhaps it was time he knew about Andrew.

“I’m sorry. I can’t sit by and watch you fall in love with someone else. Your happiness means everything to me, Pet. If you are happy with him who am I to stand in your way?” You wrapped your arms around his neck and he nuzzled your hair. “I have a gift for you.” He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a familiar red box. “Open it.”

The hinge was tight and creaked when you lifted the lid. Inside was a gold bracelet adorned with tiny emeralds. Next to it was a tiny gold screwdriver attached to a leather cord. You passed your finger tips over the bracelet touching every jewel. “It’s beautiful.”

“May I?” You nodded yes and he took the bracelet out discarding the box. He produced the little screwdriver and opened the bracelet enough to slip over your wrist. He fastened it and held his hand over it. The emeralds glowed for a second. “Now you can wear it in the shower or wherever and it won’t be damaged. Do you like it?”

“I love it. Just one question. How do I take it off?” He hung the leather cord around his neck and gave you devilish smile.

“You don’t. Only I can. Or you can probably remove it with a regular screwdriver. But now, if you ever need me no matter where I am, I’ll always know.”

“Lok, can I tell you something? I feel like I need to tell you about my ex boyfriend Andrew. He’s the one who killed my family. But I loved him so completely. I was so consumed by him that I couldn’t see what was happening before my eyes.” You couldn’t look at him. You told him every detail of your relationship. By the end you were sobbing.

Loki tried to piece together what you were trying to say. “So you think I’ll betray you like Andrew did?” He couldn’t help but feel hurt by your assumption. “Pet, I give you my word I will never betray you.”

“No! No, Loki, I know you wouldn’t. I’m afraid because what I felt for Andrew is nothing compared to what I feel for you and that terrifies me. I can’t face a life of self isolation. It feels like you are all I will ever need. At this moment when we are together, no one else in this world exists. Do you understand how dangerous that can be?”

He did understand. He held you and knew that leaving was the right thing. You deserved to be surrounded by friends and family. It was never his intention to keep you from your friends but he certainly understood how you felt. If you were the only person he saw for the next thousand years he would be content. “I know that if I stay, you’ll continue to feel this way. I can’t let that happen.”

“Who knows? Maybe I’ll figure out a way to stop aging and we can live forever in a cottage on my family’s land. I still own it. I have every intention of building a house there.”

In your mind you saw a cottage built in the glen where the sun would shine through every morning like a spotlight. You would replant Lana’s garden filled with all of the herbs and flowers she loved so much. Inside you would have a fire place and deep tufted sofas. Bookshelves would line the walls behind you. You could work from home if Tony allowed.

You envisioned a place bustling with family just like it was when your mother was alive. A place filled with life. You longed for this. Loki saw it too and couldn’t help but smile. You shared a vision that you were having tea in your garden. He could see the sun shining on your face and your hair a mess. You were wrapped in an oversized cardigan and a blanket worrying over a book. This is a sight he’d like to see for all eternity. He pulled your face towards his and kissed you. You pulled back, “What?”

“Nothing. It just felt right. I’m sorry I know we shouldn’t.” He ran his fingers over your knuckles awakening a deep need in your lower belly.

“Well you’re leaving so I guess it wouldn’t be the worst thing if we did it one more time.”

“Only if you’re sure.” You climbed onto his lap and kissed him with a force that completely disarmed him. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

He followed your lead letting you undress him. You were less desperate now. You had no need to rush. You fell to your knees and slid your hands under his ass tilting up his hips so that you could swallow his manhood. You swirled your tongue around tasting the saltiness of his skin. He arched his back moaning and thrusting in time with your movements. You wanted to absorb him. You felt powerful. Holding him in your hand was as raw as holding his still beating heart. His cock throbbed and pulsed in your mouth. He was getting close to his tipping point. “Pet, stop. I want to feel you.” You released him with a pop and smiled up at him.

You stood up and undressed excruciatingly slow. He scooted to the very edge of the cushion and draped one leg over his shoulder. Two long fingers dipped into you and stretched you open. He licked you slow then fast always keeping you guessing. Then he developed a rhythm that turned you to goo. Your orgasm came hard and fast. Your leg nearly gave out from under you. He held your hips and you let your hands fall on his shoulders for stability. He kept going until he felt your body stiffen again then he stopped.

He pulled you back to his lap and lowered you down. You both sighed as your bodies settled into each other. If you were his puzzle box he was your key that took you apart and got you together. The whole apartment seemed to rock. A wave built inside of you and when it reached its peak you held onto him for dear life as it crashed down. When he came he pulled you back to look at his face. His eyes were fixed on yours and you rode each other to safety. You rolled off of his lap and pulled him down to lay his head on you. When he finally spoke his voice was rough and ragged. You felt his tears flowing over your bare belly but you didn’t say anything. You just ran your fingers through his hair trying to calm him.

“I love you, Y/N. And if I live another thousand years I will love you each and every day that my body draws breath.” He sat up and took your hand and placed it over his heart, “Each beat is yours and it will never beat for another living soul. Please, my beauty, tell me you love me too so that I can survive until you are ready for me to come home.”

“I love you, Loki.” You whispered letting tears stream down your cheeks. He wiped them away and pressed his forehead to yours.

“Then that is all I need.” You kissed again to seal your union. You were bound to each other now. Even in death he would follow you.

Both of you were reluctant to leave your little bubble. You could no longer ignore Steve’s calls and texts. Loki got dressed before Steve threatened to come over. You embraced one more time both of you now audibly sobbing. He kissed your forehead and let you go. When the door closed you crumbled to the floor.

Where he was going you dared not ask nor how he would get there. He never explicitly told you that he had the tasseract but you kind of suspected. If you really knew you would be honor bound to tell someone and he refused to let you be a part of that. He had to get around somehow. Horses were not exactly de rigueur as a mode of transport on Midgard. Before he left he sent a message to Thor letting him know his time on Earth was up and he was searching for greener pastures. With a twist of the cube he was gone.

You collected yourself and grabbed your keys so you could go to the compound. Steve was out with Sam grabbing a drink. You were glad for the space. You found your room and crawled into bed. After a moment you heard a tap on your door. It was Wanda.

“Do you want some company?” You lifted your head and lost it when you looked at her. She crawled into bed with you and let you fall apart. She knew he was gone. She stayed with you all night.

U P S T A T E N E W Y O R K

“Spare no expense. I want this place to withstand anything.” Loki said to the architect. “When can I expect it to be ready?”

“No time at all, Mr. Laufeyson. Is this a vacation home?”

“No. This is where we plan to retire.”

The architect chuckled, “You look a little young to talk about retirement.”

Loki pushed up his sunglasses, “I look good for my age. Call me at this number when it’s completed.”

“Yes, sir.”

He set out on a mission to find a way to make you and all of your future children immortal. He wouldn’t return to Midgard until he found a way.

S I X M O N T H S L A T E R

An envelope arrived for you at the front desk of Stark industries. You were in the lab working on some new tech and chatting with Thor and Nat when Tony came in. “This came for you. Since when do you get mail here?” You swiped from his hand.

There was no return address just a stamp. Your name was hand written on the front in beautiful penmanship. Thor peered over your shoulder frowning, “That’s my brother’s sigil.” You pressed the envelope to your chest searching for a more private place to open it. Thor followed you. “What did he send you?”

“Shhhh. I don’t know.” You opened it and an ornate gold key fell out clanging onto the floor. The top of the key was fabricated to also look like Loki’s sigil. You picked it up and fished out the papers inside. The first was a deed in your name and his. You handed it to Thor who looked very confused.

“He bought you a house?!”

“What the fuck, Thor? Did you know about this?” The next thing was a small postcard with a picture of the most stunning cottage on the front. It was situated in a glen where the sun would shine through each morning like a spotlight. Exactly like the one in your vision. On the back it simply said, “Come home when you miss me.”

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DATING EXO HEADCANON A⇴Z ⇴ Kim Junmyeon

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Junmyeon is very affectionate with you, he loves to make sure that you always feel loved and special. In public, he’ll be a little more reserved, but when you’re in the comfort of your own home, he’ll refuse to let you go for a moment.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You were working backstage at one of the shows when Junmyeon caught your attention. Instantly, he began to talk to you about the group as you asked the questions, he always took the time out for fans. But there was something about you that caught his eye, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but he definitely wanted to find out more.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

On the last night of shows at your workplace, Junmyeon decided to confess. He pulled you to one side at the end of the show, asking if he could get your number before they left to move to the next location. You were surprised to say the least, you thought he was just being nice whilst there, but when he told you that he wanted to keep in contact and see you once the tour was over, you were more than happy to pass your number over.

D ⇴ DATES

Junmyeon loves to take you out for dates to somewhere physical. He loves to show off how athletic he is, but in games where you’re against each other, he’ll definitely be the gentleman and let you win. He’s very aware of the fans and the following he has, so a lot of effort will go into making sure your dates are safe for you both, but he’s not afraid to interact with the fans whilst your out on dates, which means they’ll quickly take a liking to you too. But he can also be a proper romantic too, prepare for a lot of home cooked meals from him at his place.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

He’d had a couple of relationships whilst still in school which lasted quite a while, so you weren’t his first for much. But you were his first relationship after debut, reintroducing him to a lot of things about love. He was very wary to begin with of starting a relationship and the impact it would have on both you and the fans, but after sitting down and figuring things out, he knew he had it in him to make things work, and he was determined not to let you go. Luckily for you both, the fans very quickly took a liking to you which made life easier.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

Arguments are quite rare between the two of you, he’s much more of a solver than a causer. At times, he’ll push you a little bit, he loves to nag you and encourage you, but the moment that he sees that it’s winding you up, he’ll take a step back. He never means to annoy you, but he only wants what is best for you. If the two of you do fallout, he will always be the one to make things right, he’s good at trying to correct a situation and work things out, if you’re stubborn, he won’t give up until you start talking to him again so that the two of you can put whatever it was that you were arguing about behind you both.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

As the younger brother, his parents were quite protective of him. They were definitely keen to meet you and get to know you, but you were terrified. Once they saw how nervous you were on your first meeting with them, they were quick to ease your mind and assure you that they could see how happy you made Junmyeon.

H ⇴ HOME

Despite having his own place, he often hung out at the dorm, so he had a bit of company. But, after meeting you, he began to reflect on things differently. He wouldn’t rush moving you into his place, after a little over a year together, he’d know that things were serious enough to spend a bit more time at his home rather than the dorm.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Junmyeon was the first one to say ‘I love you’ when he came home from tour. It was his first time away from you for a long duration of time, allowing him to do a lot of thinking. The time apart made him realise just how important you were to him, so the second he saw you when he got home, he quickly whispered those three words into your ear.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He tried hard not to ever let anything get to him, if he was feeling jealous, he’d try hard to mask it. He’s very conscious of making a scene, so if he’s feeling jealous, he’ll drop a few hints to let you know how he feels. You’ll quickly pick up on these hints and take yourself out of the situation. If you’re feeling jealous, Junmyeon will keep you close to his side, he knows it can be overwhelming for you sometimes around fans, so he’ll try his hardest to reassure you whilst also making sure to greet the fans properly too.

K ⇴ KIDS

At times he loved to describe his role as a leader as practice for when he eventually had kids, it was a subject that he often brought up around you. He never wanted to pressure you into anything, but with you, he had a feeling that you were his forever, so he’d often find himself thinking about your future together. He loved to imagine himself as a father, and naturally, he’d picture you by his side in all of his daydreams.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

More than anything else, he’ll try and bring a laugh out of you when he knows you’re having a bad day. He loves to try and make you smile with his endless amount of terrible dad jokes, even though you’ll usually be laughing at him rather than with him. He works tirelessly to make you smile, only because you always do the exact same for him. You know the pressures he faces more than most, so when he’s with you, you’ll try hard to provide him with a distraction and give him something to smile about when he struggles.

M ⇴ MISSING

He won’t ever let on to anyone when he’s missing you. Everyone will be able to tell, but he’ll never outrightly say anything. Junmyeon wants to be the one to make others feel better, as the leader, he feels like he shouldn’t be the one relying on others. Similarly, he won’t want to rely on you too, when he’s calling you, he’ll make sure to keep the smile on his face, and only once you hang up will he let his emotions go. He’ll often take a few moments to himself once he’s spoken to you before returning to the group, trying to convince everyone that he’s alright, but they can all tell when they look at him that the distance is getting to him too. None of them will say anything as they know what he’ll say, but they’ll all make mental notes to rally round him a little bit more.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Junmyeon loves to call you sweet things, ‘flower’ is one that he will often use when he wants to capture your attention. Whenever he calls you by it too, it will earn a chorus of coos from all the others around you.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Your arms are what Junmyeon are obsessed with. He loves to have your arms wrapped around him or be able to hold onto your hand, so he knows that you’re close by to him.

P ⇴ PDA

Being affectionate in public isn’t something that Junmyeon is huge on. His affection will usually be made up of subtle gestures, usually holding your hand and kissing the top of your head when no one is looking. He doesn’t feel the need to show off your relationship, he’s happy with it being a private affair for you both.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He’ll turn to you with questions often searching for support. He’s the leader, so he doesn’t tend to turn to the boys, so instead he’ll turn to you. You’ll always be on hand with advice and support to make sure he knows he’s doing a good job.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Whenever he’s performing on stage, Junmyeon will have a little look that he’ll give the camera to let you know that he’s thinking of you. Even though the fans will often pick up on it, none of them are aware of the reason behind it. Junmyeon will love to keep it as a thing for the two of you, despite the fans often wanting to know why he does it. It’s a guarantee to put a smile on your face whenever you watch him perform.

S ⇴ SEX

He quite likes to dominate during intimate moments with you and take control. He loves to make you feel like you’re the important one and will shower you with affection. He will use words a lot during these times, he’s very expressive in using the time to let you know exactly how he feels about you. If you do the same, you’ll send him wild, he loves to hear exactly how he makes you feel and how happy you are around him.

T ⇴ TEXTS

At many points throughout the day, he will text you to check up on you. He wants to make sure you’re doing alright when he’s not around, and if you’re not, he’ll do whatever he can to try and make the situation better for you.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

There weren’t many people that Junmyeon would truly be himself around, but you were one of them. He often felt like he needed to put up his guard, but around you, he’d let it down and turn to you whenever he needed encouragement.

V ⇴ VACATION

With such a busy schedule, there aren’t many times that Junmyeon manages to find the time to get away with you. But he will always try to find at least a week in the year to be able to take you somewhere and prove to you just how important you are to him and how much he wants to be around you and spoil you.

W ⇴ WHINING

Junmyeon doesn’t tend to whine unless you ignore his jokes. He craves the reaction from you when he tells a joke, it’s the reassurance he needs to know that he is actually funny.

X ⇴ XXXXX

In private, Junmyeon will love to kiss you as often as possible, his lips will often be attached to you if he has his arms around you. In public, his kisses will usually amount to either a quick kiss to the top of your head or against your cheek, nothing too obvious. He loves to kiss you in between sentences, especially when he notices your cheeks turning red, he’ll make the most of how embarrassed you get by his affection.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were the most important thing to Junmyeon, he loved you wholeheartedly.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Falling asleep was the time when Junmyeon would cuddle you the most, he’d keep you nice and close throughout the night. If you’d had a bad day, a nap would always be the answer with your body as close to his as possible.

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