#xdz

[xdnrvlns]

bite my tongue iNSTEAD!

[newestq]

put your head on my shoulder (l. jooyeon/이주연) — masterlist

synopsis — you and jooyeon's first sleepover together.

author's note — credits to avery.

wc > 0.451k , genre : fluff , gn!reader , best friend!jooyeon

it was your and jooyeon’s first sleepover, and he had failed to mention how clingy he gets when he’s tired. sure, he’s clingy on the norm, but he hasn't left your side for the past hour — not even when you would go to the bathroom.

“jooyeon, seriously, you need to chill,” you say, becoming irritated at the constant touch. you both are laid out on your couch, watching titanic on your projector. ( he picked it, not you. )

“why?” he whines, dragging out the word as he pushes himself closer into you, his hair tickling your neck. you have to admit, he’s a little cute right now.

“you’ve been attached to me for so long, dude. my left side is numb.”

“that sounds like a personal problem.”

groaning in annoyance, you try to adjust yourself to have more leverage on your left side, but to no avail, jooyeon scoots closer to you. at this point, you were close to shoving the boy off of you, but the sudden silence made you suspicious.

tilting your head to look at the boy, you notice his eyes struggling to stay open. he has a soft smile on his lips. “this is my favorite part.”

your eyes shift to the projected movie — seeing jack seated at the table with all of the rich people, talking about his view on life. of course he likes this part.

“i have the same mindset,” he says, slurring his words. “make each day. . . count.”

glancing at him again, his eyes have now closed and his mouth is open slightly. a smile finds its way onto your face. he is cute.

you turn back to the tv and realize the movie's only 40 minutes in. did he even realize how long it is?

jooyeon moves by your side, and you feel him getting closer.

“y/n, let’s lay down,” he says, sitting straight up from his spot, finally leaving your side. without answering, you shift your position, laying down now with your legs between jooyeon’s legs; him straddling your legs. when you're comfortable, he lays down on top of you — his face in the crook of your neck.

you can smell his shampoo; coconut and sandalwood. it's oddly comforting. your fingers lift to his hair — running them through his strands gently, while your other hand is rubbing his back.

he needed this.

jooyeon was explaining to you earlier how stressed he was with rehearsal, and how he felt he wasn't improving. but you know he was, he gets better every time he plays.

with his breathing steady on your neck, and his heart beating against your chest, you find yourself drifting to sleep with the thought of him on your mind.

[joosbasschick]

I'm so happy I'm a Villian. The only Fandom I haven't seen be ridiculous to the idols or eachother. Just wanna love my boys man...

That being said, please send me Jooyeon and O.de writers!!!! I WANNA READ YOUR STUFF! NSFW AND SFW!

[b1mbodoll]

did u guys know that he’s my girlfriend <3

[tokkaeri]

241117 Live and Fall Concert Confetti ©flx97_

[taeddybearkim]

Xdinary Heroes 1st Anniversary gifset 2/2

[gaoncafe]

hi ! i sort of want to make layouts with xikers members too along with xdinary heroes members layouts ! im not 100% sure yet if i do but, what would you guys think ? do any of you stan xikers too ? please let me know !

[skz-with-stay]

dad to be hyeongjun imagine

genre: fluff

warnings: reader is afab, being pregnant (?). let me know if there’s any i am missing

word count: 529

let’s go!!!

you come home and you're just aching (nothing wrong w baby). you complain via phone call on the way home and once you arrive at the house, hyeongjun has things set up. some hot tea, a warm bath and some snacks. he takes the things from your hands and sets them down; leading you to the bathroom. he lets you go at your own pace but will absolutely not let you take your clothes off. he doesn't want you hurting more than you already are, so he removes your clothes from your figure. as your stomach is exposed, he cups the roundness in his hands and places several pecks on the skin.

"our baby bunny is gonna be so loved" he speaks softly and smiles.

you smile down at him, pink flushing to your cheeks.

once all clothes are removed, he helps you into the tub, steam rising from the water. it's hot, but bearable; he assists you by grasping your hands. you lower yourself into the water, letting out a sigh as the heat almost instantly takes away the aches you had just seconds ago.

he grabs a washcloth, and sits beside the bathtub; dipping it in the water, then placing it on the dry parts of your body. he cups some water and let's it fall down your hair, and drizzling shampoo into his hands. lathering it onto your scalp and working it through the tangles made throughout the day.

"hyeongjun, i can wash myself, ya know" you speak with your eyes closed.

he looked at you with complete disbelief.

"are you kidding me? i haven't pampered you in so long, you've done so much these past 7 months... hell, you're carrying our baby... baby bunny" he says while placing a hand on your tummy.

you let a sigh of defeat leave your throat, earning a smile from him.

"that's what i thought. now. let me wash you" he speaks. he cups more water and rinses your hair. opening your eyes, you see that he is now drizzling body wash onto the washcloth, cleaning your back first; then leaning you back to wash your front. the feeling of being washed was familiar and was calming, you close your eyes again. you're now all washed and time to get out of the tub. once out of the tub, he dries you thoroughly and wraps you with a bath robe. then taking you to the bedroom; he helps you settle onto the bed, gives you the remote to the TV and leaves for a couple minutes. he comes back with your favorite tea, candy and snacks. he climbs in bed with you and snuggles up to you, nuzzling your neck.

"thank you for everything you do... i'm serious" his voice is muffled due to being in your personal space.

"i should say the same thing to you, i'm serious too" you say while planting a kiss on his forehead.

he rubs your tummy, you feel him smiling.

"only another month until we meet our baby bunny" your voice gets soft.

"a month, one week and 5 days" he says.

"wow. you keep track well"

"well, i'm super excited to meet our baby girl"

[littl3sheeep]

[saifoolman]

[xdnrvlns]

wolf team

[newestq]

silence between songs (h. hyeongjun/한형준) — masterlist

synopsis. hyeongjun portrays his feelings through music.

author's note. sorry for the month break </3

wc > 0.422k , genre : fluff/angst , gn!reader

the room is filled with gentle chords—the occasional piercing screech of fingers readjusting their position feeling your ears. melodies are strummed effortlessly, like they’ve been played countless of times before; flowing smoothly from one note to the next, leaving an almost somber feeling. it's typical for the heaviness of the world to be shown through his guitar—for the worries that have trotted into his mind to find their release through his melancholic tunes.

it's around five in the afternoon, and the sky casts a gray tint to the world, seemingly matching hyeongjun's mood. his bedroom light is off, and his curtains are opened for the light to pass through.

the melody, which had started as a slow-flowing pace, has increasingly sped up, the chords causing your body to become tense.

“wanna talk about it?” you watch from your spot on his bed, the comforter made perfectly underneath your body as your head is laid on his freshly washed pillowcase. he sits at his desk, the lower bout of the guitar facing towards you.

“hm?” the boy turns his head softly, his melody becoming rather syncopated. his eyes meet yours, and you notice his pursed lips; a sign of stress, but also a sign of focus.

“your strums sound sad,” you say, pointing to his guitar. “you only play sad tunes when you’re feeling upset.”

"oh.”

hyeongjun looks down at his guitar, running his fingers softly down the frets. he inhales shakily. “i don’t know how to talk about it.”

sitting up from your position in his bed, you tilt your head to look at him, reaching out to caress his shoulder. you can feel the tension in his body.

“it's okay to not know. talk to me through music.”

hyeongjun's head turns slowly. he gulps, nodding. so, you pull your hand back, watching as hyeongjun gathers his thoughts. Inhaling deeply, he positions his fingers in their starting positions, strumming the first chord.

the same tune from before starts, but this time the build-up is different, and he seems more into it—like he’s sure of the emotions he’s feeling. when he reaches the end, he gulps again, looking up at you with quivering lips. your eyes meet, and you stand to hug him. he places his guitar against his desk, and embraces you tightly, breathing heavily into your chest.

“i'm sorry,” he cries, his tears soaking through your shirt. his grip around you tightens.

“don't be, hyeongjun. please don’t be sorry.” you rub his back as the room is filled with broken sobs.

[b1mbodoll]

GABI UR DISTRACTING ME W OICTURES OF JUNHAN WHEN IM SUPPOSED YO BE WORKING 😭😭😭😭😭

i’m such a slut for that man i’m so serious

love, 🔗

MY NONIE <3333 im giggling so hard u saw those pics so quick im honored <3 and im also glad to be of service 😇 if u think those were distracting then what do u think of these

[thefatiguedflautist]

K-pop groups/K-bands I stan (+ biases), for anyone who'd like to maybe start a conversation? 🥰

In no particular order...except for like the first 5 lol:

Stray Kids (my ults atm!!) ___ Felix

Ateez (a close second place!) ___ San & Hongjoong

TXT ___ ot5....I couldn't choose one if my life depended on it 😅

Enhypen ___ Jungwon & Jake

BTS ___ Jungkook

The Rose ___ Jaehyeong

Xdinary Heroes ___ O.de

N.Flying ___ Hun

NCT (I mostly stan Dream, but I like the rest as well!) ___ Jisung, Taeyong, & Ten

Day6 ___ originally Jae, now YoungK I suppose

Twice ___ Sana

Red Velvet ___ Irene

Oneus ___ Xion

Onewe ___ Yonghoon & Kanghyun

Mamamoo ___ Hwasa

Lucy ___ Yechan

Treasure ___ Yedam & Asahi

Seventeen ___ Vernon & The8

The Boyz ___ Kevin & New

Victon ___ Subin

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[taeddybearkim]

Xdinary Heroes 1st Anniversary gifset 1/2

[oddaesthetin]

guardian joo looking after both of them from d wall

drunk, awkward, in love — han hyeongjun

“you’re my dream girl” fluff

—

it was stupid. both of you knew it was stupid, but the two of you also knew nobody would ever attempt to stop you. stupidly weird things like this were simply just your thing. everybody knew that.

hyeongjun had just come back from tour, and you from a family trip. it was an intrusive idea that both of you decided to do anyway—buy different brands of beer from wherever place you two got back from and taste test all of them. it was all his idea, but you weren’t gonna say no, so, really, who cares? gunil.

now, here’s the two of you, drunkenly half-laughing, half-trying to keep the vomit from coming out of your mouths, in your apartment, at exactly 2am. the apartment’s a mess. some throw pillows in the kitchen, a bean bag on the coffee table, the tv playing lovable by kim jongkook, and, for reasons unknown, a printed photo of jooyeon’s face on the wall.

you stopped laughing and immediately sat down as soon as you felt the need to hurl again. hyeongjun, while extremely concerned, is still laughing. with claps and pointy fingers and all that. you did that to him earlier, too, so that’s what you get.

“hanging in there?”

“yes.”

is what you were going to say if you didn’t just gallop your way into the bathroom to barf. the laughing stops, and for a moment, you thought it was just hyeongjun being considerate—until you heard a loud thud. you exit the bathroom after you’re done fixing yourself, only to find your boyfriend lying dead drunk in the middle of your living room. with no spare energy, you quietly walked and lay down next to him, staring at the ceiling for a good five minutes before he was crawling his way over to rest his head on your stomach.

“did you have fun?” he asked quietly.

you hummed and played with his hair. “honestly wouldn’t ask for anything better. i’d do this again, even with the puking part.”

you heard him laugh. “i’m glad. i enjoyed it, too.” though almost soundless, he felt you reply with a hum again. not too long after, he continued. “we should probably clean your place up.”

“wha—? that’s what you’re worried about? i thought you’d be more concerned about the beers we have left.” you pointed to the three unopened beers and chicken leftovers on the floor. “i know i am, i mean, not to sound alcoholic.”

he laughed again, his head shaking on your stomach. “well, i am, too! but i thought you were already drunk.”

“no i’m not. i’m just resting. all the puking got me hungry again,” you said with a hint of defensiveness. “you’re the one i’m worried about. are you sure you don’t have to come to practice tomorrow?”

you felt him shake his head. “it’s rest day.”

then it got quiet. another five minutes was spent staring at the ceiling until you got bored and took a peek at your boyfriend’s face. his eyes are closed, but if it weren’t for the small smile on his lips, you would’ve assumed he fell asleep already.

“what are you thinking? don’t think too deeply. that’s the kind of thing old people do when they’re already drunk. we’re obviously not.” the last statement you said so flatly.

“i was just thinking about how you’re my dream girl.” he said it so casually. too casual, actually, as if he was embarrassed to say it. it didn’t help that he got up too quickly after that and went to the beers. you remained lying down, trying to process what you just heard. it was one of the rare moments where you didn’t know how to play it cool. hyeongjun rarely conveyed his feelings this directly, and now you were torn between reciprocating the thought or changing the topic so he wouldn’t keep feeling embarrassed.

thankfully, you didn’t have to decide.

“you’re so red all over, oh my god,” your boyfriend said, giggling.

you felt the heat rise up to your face once more. you reached for the nearest throw pillow and threw it at him, which he easily caught. “shut up. you caught me off-guard. what was that anyway? i hope you didn’t just say that cause you’re drunk.”

he chuckled, a beer now in his hand. he lied down once again next to you and offered the can he was holding in the other. with you probably too shy to even look at him, you couldn’t see the soft expression his eyes bore.

“i wouldn’t just say it.” with the usual unsure expression gone, he said it softly but surely. “i don’t know…it just felt like something i needed to tell you.”

you playfully kicked one of his feet. “and you decided the perfect time was right after we drank enough to wreck the apartment?”

“well, timing isn’t my strong suit either!”

you both giggled. a second later, you sat up. “i’ve always had a crush on you, too.” you looked at him, resting your chin on your hand. still feeling warmth spreading through your chest, you gave him a smile. “i don’t mind where or when you say it. i like it when you’re random and honest, even if we’re surrounded by chicken bones and vomit… i’d call you perfect, too.”

the two of you laughed again in unison. “ahh, i also appreciate how you make saying these things easy.”

surrounded by the ridiculous chaos of the night, a quiet understanding settled between you. you both had this unspoken connection for so long, filled with small moments of shared laughter, knowing looks, and quiet comfort. but tonight felt a little bit different.

as he watched you fidget with the throw pillow, trying to play off your own reaction, he felt a quiet relief. as per usual, he knew you’d understand him even when he didn’t know how to explain himself.

he glanced over at you again, his gaze softening as he took in the way you rested your chin on your hand, giving him that playful, affectionate smile. he shifted closer, his hand finding yours and giving it a gentle squeeze, as if to say everything he hadn’t yet figured out how to put into words.

the apartment was still a mess, and neither of you was exactly sober, but none of that mattered. here, in this simple, unpolished moment, he felt more certain than he ever had.

loving wasn’t always about grand gestures or perfect timing for the both of you. sometimes, they’re just these messy, awkward, and absolutely stupid moment that makes your relationship perfect. and you thank the stars that both of you had the same understanding of that.

—

© oddaesthetin 2024

not been proofread yet. a wee bit messy, but i think it eventually found itself (kinda). i wrote this sleep-deprived (i rEFUSED TO GO TO SLEEP UNTIL I FINISGED IT SO IHDK WTH I WROTE ON THE ENDING PART BUT I WAS IN MY HYEONGJUN HOURS) ok bye