#yedam ff

[dearly-somber]

wayo | m.list

pairing. bang yedam x (f) reader, watanabe haruto x (f) reader

sum. You’ve loved Yedam for a very long time, so when Watanabe Haruto sneaks his way into your heart and subsequently pushes him to the side, it’s only natural for him to regret not holding on to you a little longer… Right?

genre. angst, teenage drama, love triangle, (non-sexual) cheating, unrequited love, one-sided pining, song-fic inspired

total w/c. 3310

overall rating. 13+

collection. mini-series

a/n. Worked on this so long one of the members left 🤡

Available to read on: AO3, Wattpad

Listen to the WAYO playlist on Spotify!

© dearly-somber

divider credit @strangergraphics

started. Jan. 21st, 2021. finished.

One . WAYO

Two . Can I Be Him

Three . Cassette

Four . Karma

[enha-roza]

ROZA DATING HISTORY

Bang Yedam (2018-2020) :

Roza and Yedam dated for over 2 years before ending their relationship. The two started dating in early February of 2018. 

The two continued to date throughout the rest of 2018 and 2019 but eventually broke up in early January of 2020 due to Yedam’s upcoming debut and Roza’s participation on I-Land. 

The two stayed close friends and continued to hang out together.

It was rumored by netizens that they dated but neither YG or HYBE confirmed/denied anything. 

They still had feelings for each other after they broke up and would have continued to date if it weren’t for their busy idol life’s.

Keeho - P1harmony (2022) :

Roza and Keeho dated briefly before breaking up. The two started dating in March of 2022, they eventually broke up 3 months later in late June. 

They ending up breaking up because they realized they were better off as friends and are still on good terms. 

Their relationship was never publicly revealed.

[chiiyuuvv]

Writing related no2

how i got into writing .ᐣ

Okay so I find this very cringy *laughs* but I had a Wattpad era 😞 at the time, I was reading all sorts of bts fanfiction and I ACTUALLY was writing one jungkook story but I stopped because that's when I discovered writers block. It was called "revenge" and it was like jk was your bf but he's talking to other girls for money. So you were like "rrr" and found ways to take revenge on him. NOW TO THINK ABOUT IT.. I had stories for almost everyone 😭😭 jimin was like forced marriage or smth and tae was your childhood bestie that left and came back when he was older but y'all are still in love or whatever. Anyways I had to take a break from Wattpad (for private reasons) and when I came back I was really into treasure. So yk reading treasure (along with cravity) and I was thinking about writing some treasure books at the time. I remember Jihoon or hyunsuk was like your tutor? And yedam was.. idek tbh. AND THEN I got into ateez and and I was going to write this book that was like ateez are basically puppets and like joong dies and is brought back to life and he realizes he's a puppet and he starts stringing along the other members because he's pissed off that they're talking shit about his gf (you) but in the series, hongjoong was never the puppet master and it was YOU that was doing everything for backstory this and backstory that. ANYWAYS I'm so sorry for ranting but how I made this account ^^ xikers has just debuted I believe and I was trying to look for ffs to read on Wattpad bc I'm delulu and there wasn't much, but I loved it and I also discovered my love for fluff. Like I eat that shit up nwam nwam. And after realizing there wasn't much I was like "maybe I could do smth 🤓☝️" and I did! I wrote me very first ff which was hyunwoo and then my second was sumin with lots of help from my friend (@marw-lilia ilysm) and then yeah I was writing more and more and got some requests here and there and wrote my first headcanons and gained followers and then I started writing for riize and got A BUNCH of followers but I stopped writing for riize since they were getting boring and surprisingly I still got lots of support and then I started writing for &team and got lunes and I hit 800! Yeah! Sorry for the ranting and lack of periods LMAOO 😭😭

[theficblog]

CONTRETEMPS

BANG YEDAM

Prologue: Ending up in a quarrel with the popular boy shortly after joining your new school wasn’t surely a thing on your list

Genre: Angst + Highschool AU + Haters to lovers

Wordcount: 1,517

Warnings: None

Your heart was beating at an unmeasurable rate, and goosebumps were now evidently visible on your flesh. A peculiar sense of shiver was accompanied by a tingling that could not be accurately described through words. You took a deep breath. No, you weren’t falling in love. It was your first day at your new arts high school that made you feel this certain way.

You had been studying at the same school for as long as you could remember. Spending almost all of your life in one place leads to one forgetting the art of making friends. This was a new stage of life, and you had to go out, get a social circle for yourself, meet people and make friends. There was no way you were going to survive this on your own.

Time flew rather quick now that you were engaged with other students. Needless to say it was terrifying to be standing in front of your new classmates and introduce yourself, but the beaming smiles and welcoming eyes made it a whole lot easier for you. "Hello everyone! I’m Y/L/N and this is my first day here. I hope we can be friends. Please take care of me."

You were soon engulfed by a group of students. The chat started with them learning the basics about you, who you were, where you came from and what you did. You were overwhelmed. You did not expect them to accept you this quickly. Worry and anxiety and the fear of a new school vanished. You looked forward to going to that place every working day.

A whole week had passed since then. By now, most of your peers and teachers were known to you. Some of whom were funny, laid-back, careless, friendly and some who were not quite happy with your presence. The remaining latter was lesser in number, but you were not there to bother about it.

You were able to capture the attention of your new school and showcase your talent.Not to brag about it, but the limelight was placed upon you. Composing abilities, appreciated vocals, and the ability to write lyricsThe high grades and excellent remarks you received were the icing on the cake.

Things were going smooth, just as you wanted them to but life is something beyond control. It takes turns, hits and bumps, it does not worry to care about your likes and dislikes.

"Oh, I’m sorry, but that doesn't really sound right. The note that you’re playing after the third one doesn’t fit well with that melody. How about you-"

You had to shut mid sentence. The intention was to help the boy out who appeared to be struggling with one particular note but he did not look like he welcomed it.

The boy was now staring at you. A glimpse of cockiness and pride in his eyes. His hair, which was dyed to light tint of brown placed itself firmly on his forehead. An earring or two hanged from his ears, and fancy silver jewellery almost always caught everyone’s attention. He did not look like an ordinary student, though, or maybe he was just rich and his money gave him the not-like-the-others aura. His gaze grew darker as he kept on staring at you, an emotion that could be perceived as jealousy. His lips wore a pinkish color, puckered as he possibly grinded his teeth. His look was sullen.

You were sure you hadn’t seen him on campus anytime before.

"Who do you think you are?" were the boy’s exact words. Of course, you took him to be a spoilt brat. Rudeness dominated his personality. He got up from his chair, in the composing room that was, primarily open and accessible to every student. However, this boy had a presence as if he owned the place.

"I’m sorry, I was just here trying to help you w-"

"As if I asked for it!" Yet again, he started to growl before you could even finish. You were too nonplused by his behavior. Why would he take so much offence and rage out at you in this way? Well, maybe he was having a bad day.

"No I-" You stammered. Thinking of any comeback that you learnt from Tiktoks but shit, they were never supposed to work at the right time.

He rolled his eyes at you as his lips positioned themselves to spit out the poison and bitter feelings he had inside him. "You’re new here, right? It’s better that you mind your business, if you’ve got any, of course." With those words he stormed out of the room.

He slammed the door open, revealing two of your new friends. Oh damn! They probably heard this conversation. You were too embarrassed to face them. Was it going to go in vain? All the friends you made, all the reputation you built as the next potential top student. All these worries encircled your head as you walked towards them.

"Oh, Y/N, please don’t mind him, he is too tired I guess." One of the two voiced.

"Tired of what? His bitter self?" You expressed, quite surprised as to why your friends sided the boy.

"He’s overworking himself. Yedam. Bang Yedam, don't you know him?" Inquired the other one. He was no celebrity, not as per your knowledge. Oh, maybe he was too rich that everyone knew of him.

"No, is he in our class?" You questioned him back.

"Yes but you won't always see him around a lot at school, especially at the beginning of the semester. He’s an idol trainee, quite popular." He clarified, answering your question.

You brushed off your hand, trying and pretending to not care about him, at least physically. You could not lie to yourself; your mind was still pondering him.

Two days went through, you were somewhat used to the new place and people. Things were back on the track yet again and Yedam was not seen at school since that day. "He must be too busy, I don’t think he’s going to think about what happened that day." You thought to yourself, fidgeting with the pencil in your hand, completely lost in your own world.

You were soon brought back to the reality as you heard a loud thud next to you. Someone placed their bag on the bench, right next to you. Before you could protest, the student turned around, revealing himself to be none other than Bang Yedam. Oh God! Why was here again. Could he not have occupied some other place. You mentally dropped out the plan to complain and proceeded to review your notes.

It's not like you couldn’t afford one more hater, Yedam was nowhere to be termed near a hater though, it was just a petty argument. You decided to forget that. Maybe he was just too tired. Who cares?

The first half of school had ended and it was now lunch time. The students, high school students, still rushed them out of the classes as soon as the bell rang, like elementary kids. Youth was wild.

You collected your stuff and started walking towards the door when you heard him call your name. The only one who was left in the class, Yedam. "Y/N!"

You took nanoseconds to decide on whether to respond back or walk with ego, but you went with the former. Turning around, you saw him trying to process his words.

"I’m sorry about that day. I did not mean to. Umm.. I know you’re new, trust me I did not mean to be that harsh."

You were astonished, the rude brat from two days ago was now apologising to you? You were quick to revert. "Yeah, I get it, you were just jealous."

"Exactly!" Yedam blurted it out in an instant without giving it a second thought. He admitted it this time as his eyes wandered around trying to find a place for them.

"No, That’s alright, Yedam. You don’t have to feel sorry about it. We all lose our temper sometimes, I probably just got the wrong time for myself." You assured him.

A smile was now forming on his lips. This was the first time you witnessed his otherwise sulked and bossy lips curve themselves in this form. You heart fluttered for a second as he displayed his gums now. Ah! his smile was contagious for sure.

"How about I show you around the campus? Would you like that?" Yedam suggested. You understood he was just trying to get familiar with you but your honesty filled conscious had prepared something else.

"It’s actually been two weeks since I’m here, please no more campus tours." You whined, accompanying it with a smile. Yedam He reverted back the same.

"Ahh! I see!" he hummed.

"Then let’s go the music room, I’m sure I can show you a lot around there, we could even try and work on some piece of music." This offer seemed better and you bought it immediately.

You and Yedam were now back to where it all started. Everything remained the same, except for your feelings towards each other.

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[trejohui]

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work in progress

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all of the wip are all open for characters! i am solely writing for treasure as of this point, but would prohibit writing mature content to minors or those younger than me.

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list of my work with no character in mind:

mutiny

⤷romance, mentions of smoking and potential lgbt leads. a friends to lover trope, but may be platonic in nature. still comtemplating.

leaping girl

⤷ i thought of this two years ago and it worries me since it might not be as compelling story as i thought it would be.

code blue

⤷this one was a classic work of mine on my previous wattpad account! it was an originally yangyang ff which i took down last 2020 due to some inaccuracies. thankfully, i might be restoring it and will adapt it into any potential treasure members.

paint me

⤷basically, have explicit themes.

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masterlist

treasure

members:

choi hyunsuk - not yet available! park jihoon - not yet available! kanemoto yoshinori - not yet available! kim junkyu - not yet available! takata mashiho - not yet available! yoon jaehyuk - not yet available! hamada asahi - not yet available! bang yedam - not yet available! kim doyoung - not yet available! watanabe haruto- not yet available! park jeongwoo - not yet available! jung junghwan - not yet available!

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other works

other writing accounts

ao3 account

[incorrect-treasure-quotes]

Judge: what do you plead?

Doyoung: *looks at Yedam*

Yedam: *mouths* not guilty

Doyoung: hot milky

Yedam: *bangs head on a desk* ffs just lock him up already

[dearly-somber]

Cassette | b.yd & w.hr

-> pairing. bang yedam x (f) reader, watanabe haruto x (f) reader

-> genre. angst, teenage drama, fluff if you squint

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1189

-> warnings. cheating (don’t do it 🔪), angst angst angst

-> a/n. DEMIAN <3

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. ???

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Wed., Dec. 25th, 2024 @ 00:59

-> divider credit. @only-ranpo

You, Haruto, Yedam and Liza end up going to the theme park on a double date, thanks to Liza's constant pestering. So here you are, throwing tennis balls at a clown with bullseyes painted all over its face to win a stupid, human-sized white bear.

Why?

Because you saw the way Haruto looked at it—like a kid gawking at a candy store.

You'd already spent ₩150,000 trying to win this thing, and you’re getting sick of losing. You use all your pent up anger to get as many points as you can (you need 500 points within 60 seconds, with the max amount of points being 100. You were aiming to score a bunch of 50s, since the rings were easier to aim for).

As the stall owner, Greg, counts down the last few seconds, you take a deep breath and aggressively chuck the tennis ball into the forehead bullseye.

You wait a few agonizing seconds, staring at Greg, Haruto breathing down your neck in anticipation.

Greg grins. "You said you wanted the big white guy, right?"

You squeal, victoriously throwing your arms up and accidentally smacking Haruto in the jaw.

"Oh my God! Are you okay?" you laugh, giving him a big wet kiss on his cheek as he rubs his jaw with a smirk. Taking the bear, you present it to him with a small courtesy, adding a little flair for the sake of seeing him smile. You grin as he takes it, hopping up and down giddily.

"You owe me a meal," you remind, waving a finger at him.

He laughs, sliding his fingers in between yours and thanking you for the bear. "I'll name her Rosie!" Haruto cheers, making you smile.

The two of you step away from the stall and walk for a few minutes, when—suddenly—Haruto's phone starts ringing. He stops with a frown, taking his phone out and checking the caller. You watch him curiously, swaying on the balls of your feet.

"Hello?" Haruto sings into the receiver, rolling his eyes at whoever’s on the other end. "Yeah, we're on our way now. We took a bit longer than expected... Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll see you in a bit. Yes, okay. Bye!"

"Who was that?" you ask, taking his hand as soon as his phone is out of sight.

He sighs. "Yedam hyung called. Wanted to know why we weren't there yet."

In the back of your mind, your feelings for Yedam resurface for a moment. How sweet!

On the other hand, the you who is currently holding Haruto's hand and who had spent over 15 minutes trying to get him a bear-plush just to make him happy pushes away those thoughts and banishes them into the depths of your consciousness.

"C'mon, let's not keep them waiting. They've probably already found a nice restaurant."

•••

The sound of families, friends and couples talking loudly while they eat has the restaurant buzzing with energy.

It feels so... full, you can’t describe the feeling properly. Yedam waves you over to the table he and Liza had claimed, and you walk over with Haruto trailing behind you. As you sit down, you smile at them and apologize for being a late.

"Noona," Haruto says, "is there space for Rosie?"

You shake your head. "No, you'll have to put her under the table somewhere."

Haruto grumbles something under his breath, but puts his bear carefully between your chairs, looking up and smiling half-heartedly at Liza.

Yedam, lost in his own thoughts, stares at you as you and Haruto speak, jealousy creeping up his arms and down his spine. He clenches his fist underneath the table.

"So, what did you guys do?" Haruto asks Yedam as he flips through the menu.

Yedam clears his throat as though he hadn't been listening. "We went on a few rides, got some candyfloss—"

"Unnie!" Liza interrupts, waving at you excitedly. "Look here! We found a small pond, and we took a few pictures…"

You lean forward to look at the picture, a knot forming in your stomach at the sight of the two of them kissing.

"That's a really nice photo," you grit out between your teeth.

Haruto takes your hand under the table and squeezes gently.

You clear your throat and force a smile. "What's on the menu?"

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When day turned to night and the fun came to an end, you told Haruto to take Liza home since they lived in the same neighborhood and you didn’t want him going back and forth just to drop you off. In return, Haruto unexpectedly asked Yedam to make sure you got home safe. You kissed Haruto goodbye and squeaked in surprise when he leant in again for another quick peck, watching with pink cheeks as his and Liza’s cab drove off.

You clear your throat and turn to Yedam, who smiles at you softly.

"When was the last time I had you all to myself?" he jokes, a strange glint in his eyes.

You laugh it off, gently shouldering him. "It's been a few months," you admit. "We barely even talk in class now, considering our exams."

He frowns, forcing an exaggerated shiver. You chuckle and shake your head, pushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You continue talking until you reach your house, stopping outside your door to turn and look at him.

“You should get home," you say, feeling the tension between you rising. "It's getting late."

"We should meet up again, just the two of us," he says, catching you off guard.

"I don't think that's a good idea..." you nervously laugh, hyper-focused on him and unable to miss the way he steps closer.

"Why?" he asks, voice low.

"Don't you remember what happened the last time we were left alone?"

"And?"

"And what good did it do us?" you challenge, crossing your arms over your chest. Yedam stands inches away from you, stepping closer and closer until you’re pushed up against the door.

He takes a shaky breath, leaning in and hovering a few centimeters from your lips as he whispers, "Can I kiss you?"

You vaguely nod, gasping when your lips connect.

All the feelings from the years before Liza, from the weeks before you got together with Haruto... they all came rushing back like an overflowing dam. They make it hard to breathe.

You kiss him almost desperately, pulling him closer. You kiss outside your house for all to see for a few seconds longer before he finally pulls away, panting.

"Uhm... I should—I should leave. I'll see you at school?"

You nod, not trusting your voice.

Once Yedam has left and you’re safely inside, you dress yourself in a daze.

What the fuck just happened?

You jump when your phone dings, opening the message with a thumping heartbeat.

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Haru♥️

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thank you for spending today with me, noona~

i'll keep rosie safe!

night!! <3 ————————————————————————

Your heart drops into your toes and you fight the urge to regurgitate your lunch. Your hand shakes on its way to your mouth, a single, grief-stricken tear sliding down your cheek.

"What have I done?"

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[seunghunies]

all hyunsuk, junkyu and yedam wanted was to debut next to their friends. it wasn't that much to ask. ffs.

[scandalouskc]

fix me neighbor ☁︎ lee.byounggon

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+ yo, it’s C here. so this is a completely new chapter, what i mean by that is: i wrote the beginning of this chapter and saved it as a draft. i got a new phone a few hours after writing the beginning. for some odd reason, the previous draft wasn’t saved AT ALL. fortunately i was able to recover the fake texts that was supposed to be for this chapter so that’s good, but now i hAVe to wRitE iT aLL oVeR aGain gRRRR

okay back to the story, sorry lol | enjoy!

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the two males stood in front of their table without saying a word, that was until the shorter one suddenly bowed.

“hello! my name is yedam,”he greeted.

harin returned the gesture,”hello! i’m harin, i recently moved here.”

“hi, byounggon,”the taller one said, he gave her a small smile, but his gaze was everywhere but on her.

harin smiled and nodded, a sign of acknowledgment.

“please sit down!”harin invited. yedam sat next to her and byounggon next to seunghun.

the four had small talk, but it didn’t take long for the boys’ to immerse themselves in a conversation concerning a friend of theirs.

harin heard a familiar name, but brushed it off when her phone ‘dinged’.

“midam,”harin muttered.

“you know midam hyung?”seunghun asked.

harin looked up from her phone, surprised to hear his name coming out of seunghun’s lips.

“he’s my best friend’s boyfriend,”harin stated,”how do you-“

“oh! you’re jaehwa noona’s friend?”yedam asked.

harin nodded,”speaking of which, i need to go. she’s coming over to help me unpack.”

“why don’t we come with?”seunghun suggested.

harin shrugged and then nodded. the four started walking back to their apartment building.

“is midam hyung coming too?”yedam asked.

“no, jaehwa said he cancelled on their date,”harin shrugged.

“well i think i know why-“yedam started only to be interrupted by byounggon.

harin stopped walking, curious to see what yedam had to say. harin urged him to continue.

“ah,”he chuckled,”well, nevermind.”

she chuckled and brushed it off. harin couldn’t deny, however, that it wasn’t out of her mind. she had the right to worry about her friend, though their relationship was none of her business. harin only wanted to protect jaehwa. so jaehwa wouldn’t have to go through what she had to go through.

as they got off the elevator, seunghun and yedam walked ahead of them.

byounggon grasped harin’s shoulder and stopped her,”don’t worry.”

harin wanted him to continue, confused at his first statement.

“midam hyung isn’t doing anything wrong,”byounggon continued.

she was relieved to hear that from a friend of his, but she couldn’t say that it eased her mind because it didn’t.

when they finally entered her apartment, it was almost furnished, at least the kitchen and the living room was. she invited them to sit on the couch while she prepared coffee.

as harin finished pouring coffee into the last cup, the doorbell rang. seunghun was faster than harin and opened the door, meeting face to face with jaehwa.

“oh! seunghun! what’re you doing here?” harin heard jaehwa.

“am i in the wrong apartment...?”jaehwa muttered under her breath and looked at her phone, trying to find the number of harin’s apartment.

harin chuckled before appearing in jaehwa’s sight.

“you’re in the right place,”harin joked.

“you know seunghun?”jaehwa asked and walked in.

+it’s a bit short, but i hope this ff gets more recognition :/

-C

[okeylokiyuh]

lokiii ))): i miss chatting with u 😭😭🫶🏼🫶🏼 im taking break on tumblr bcs of uni geez even in holiday week im still busy and dont have time to finish my fics!! anyways are you doing great?? how abt ur study is everything okay? and abt yedam and mashiho, i really want to burn all yg staffs thay responsible for the mistreatment!! they act like mashi and yedam left the group!! ffs yg, you cant even pay the bills without treasure🤥

also i hv been exploring new things these days! i start watching anime (i never watch anime hehe) and currently i watched spyxfamily. the anime is so good🫶🏼 but i heard from my friends usually happy anime will ended up sad ending....... (a moment of silence here) and i also starting writing my personal thoughts into some journal, i am type of person who love to hide my true feelings and didnt talk much abt anything that bothering me, so i decided to write all of my thoughts in one book, i can say it's a yes from me cause i felt relieved?? when i shared my feelings on the paper, somehow i feel like ease the burden??

lastly, i dont stan le serrafim(idk how to spell) bcs of garam's case but their debut song is on another level, every second i find myself dancing the chorus😔🖐🏻 and kazuha, one of their members..... lord she is so beautiful LIKE HOW I CANT FALL IN LOVE WITH HER WHEN SHE SLAYED?😔😔 japanese blood is something else i tell u

so how's your day/week/month?? mind to share with me!!

ahh, jaecha!! 🥺 it's been so long, i missed you too!! gosh, i totally feel you. my exams are over and it's the holidays, but i'm still so busy (+ my mum keeps telling me to lower my screentime, so that also sucks!) but i hope you are doing well, my love! even if things get too busy, i hope you have time to rest! please make sure you are eating well and drink lots of water to stay hydrated! 😤👊

(this got very long, so everything is under the cut!)

i'm not really sure about the mashidam case, but i saw on the dash that yge cut off their pictures or smth in a promo post? like hello ??? my babies are on a hiatus, they didn't leave the group. like, yge this is the product of your own work? 🙄 y'all forced them to work so much, they were forced to go into break ?? in fact, this should be everyone on break and not just two members, bc after a comeback, comeback promotions, plus two concerts, that's a lot of work! "yge, you can't even pay the bills without treasure" ndsfjsdhbf say it louder, jaecha!!! 😣🙏

that's very nice!! i also started watching spyxfamily and started reading the manga too bc i'm too impatient to wait for the series! hm ... about that theory, tho :( i mean they are right in certain instances, but since this anime is still being written, i'm sure the author will bring a happy ending BC WHO CAN BREAK POOR ANYA'S HEART 😭 </3

wah, i don't remember the last time i had a diary bc my entire family would go through them! that is great, jaecha! i'm glad you found smth to let out your feelings on, bc bottling your feelings isn't great in the long term 😊💖 i usually record a voice message to send to my best friend, but as soon as i'm done, i delete instead of sending it. but my mind feels at ease bc i feel like i've said it to someone? idk it's just me tricking my own mind into thinking so, but it helps!

oof le sserafim's debut song is just 😘🤌 a masterpiece frz. the chorus is so catchy i'm wondering if they've done some magic on it to make sure everyone gets hooked once they listen to it. AHH KAZUHA 😫😫 IS JUST SO BEAUTIFUL I FEEL YOU 😭 omgomg frz japanese blood has some different like magic innit bc like dang everyone be visual sculptures

my month went okay-ish, i guess? 😕 i finished my exams, and they were very hard, so i guess i might have to repeat some? but that is not an issue bc our lecturers have told us that no one passes exams on the first try, esp in second year. but still it terrifies me bc my mum keeps pressuring me since she's stressed these days too 😔

but in good things !!! my best friend's brother's wedding on the 8th, and i was invited to it which was exciting bc i've never been to big functions like that without my family! 😅🥰 it was amazing, i kinda teared up seeing the ceremony, and then had my fill of good food and desserts and even danced a little! i was introduced to my best friend's churchmates and everyone was like 'oh yeah ik you bc you are always on xx's whatsapp statuses' 😳 and literally i just realised how much my best friend posts about me for no reason. everyone and their mums knew about me and it was so 😬 overwhelming, but also a relief at the same time, bc i'm not the most social person! 😅

then i also met my friend's ex (they broke up on mutual terms) and it was my first time seeing him irl and his eyes are so pretty but then he reminded me that he's seen practically every message i've sent my bestie (none of them were bad!! i'm just very crazy when it comes to texting) and i was so embarrassed but he was very kind about it 😔🙏

and i goofed around while we were waiting by singing thinking out loud by ed sheeran (bc that's what the live band was playing) and i didn't think was that loud bc the hall was pretty noisy but my friend's churchmates all complimented my voice and asked if i wanted to replace my friend in their church's choir! 😂 it was fun bc we all kept collectively teasing my best friend, and she didn't mind bc she said she was like i was making friends since i was always home and never went out and stuff

this was all in one day, but i feel like i made a month full of memories, honestly!! 💗💗💗

[seunghunies]

Literally me with Yedam

And don't even get me started on the fact that we're older than Haruto and Jeongwoo ffs

ummm so ur telling me mashiho and me are the same age………..

where tf did i go wrong?

[seung-scrittore]

omg Leo!!!!!!!🥺😔💕💕 I just read ur yedam ff and its so good!!!!!!😭😔😔 why the angst Leo 🥺💔 _🦋

AAA thank you😭💗 i appreciate that sm <333

also all the angst is just because im really mean, shh dont tell anyone

[dearly-somber]

Can I Be Him | b.yd & w.hr

-> pairing. bang yedam x reader (f), watanabe haruto x reader (f)

-> genre. angst, f2l (friends-to-lovers), teenage angst & drama, hurt/comfort

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1009

-> warnings. jealousy, very messy feelings

-> a/n. This song is such a banger 😪

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. ???

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Mon., Dec. 16th, 2024 @ 00:54

-> divider credit. @only-ranpo

A few weeks had passed since Liza and Yedam had gotten back together, and you had been actively avoiding Haruto, feeling guilty for kissing him so out of the blue.

You were sitting at the end of Yedam's bed, leaning against the wall with a blank page in your sketchbook propped up against your knees. Yedam and Liza were cuddled up on the couch, all laughs and smiles as the three of you did homework together. You had been third-wheeling every time you went over to Yedam’s house to study or do homework because Liza was always there.

You tapped your pen against your paper, sighing. You snapped the book shut, feeling a petty satisfaction when they both jumped at the sound. Yedam looked confused as you slung your backpack around your shoulders, smiling falsely while walking towards the door. "I'll leave first."

"Don't you wanna spend more time with us, unnie?" Liza asked with a pout. She made your blood boil.

You forced a smile. "I'd rather not third-wheel, thanks." You laughed humorlessly. "Enjoy."

"Y/N—"

"Leave her, Dami. If she wants to leave we should let her," Liza said, her voice chirpy as she sighed over-dramatically.

You bowed to Yedam's parents with a kind smile on your way out, closing the front door behind you. Your phone went off with a message notification, so you checked it, hoping it was Yedam.

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Unknown

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hello?

is this y/n noona?

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Noona?

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Unknown

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yes this is Y/N.

who’s this?

it’s haruto!

i got your number from one of your classmates

i hope u dm?

[Y/N saved +82-X-XXX-XXXX as Haruto😒]

i guess not

what do you want?

do i need a reason to message u? 🤨

i wanted to ask if we could meet up tmr?

sorry, i’m booked.

typing...

gtg.

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You put your phone back in your pocket, biting your lip before walking back home in a mixture of jealousy, annoyance and confusion.

You sat down in the middle of your bed and doodled while listening to music, belting out Can I Be Him by James Arthur.

Can I be her?

•••

You left for school on your own the next morning, not wanting to spend yet another day third-wheeling your walk to school. It was at your locker, just as Yedam was about to call for you and ask why you weren't at the usual spot, when a different voice caught your attention.

"Noona!"

You turned your head with an exasperated sigh but stopped in your tracks to admire Haruto in his white turtle neck, the colors on the sweater (black, white and yellow) complimenting him nicely. You cleared your throat, trying to look at him with some hint of annoyance but failing miserably.

"What do you want, Haruto?"

"Can you stop avoiding me? I’m just trying to get to know you better," he pleaded. Being a head taller than Yedam (and therefore two heads taller than you), he was kind of intimidating, but the way he was pouting made you wonder why you found him so intimidating in the first place.

"If I stop avoiding you—"

"—and let me sit with you?"

You glared as the younger boy grinned childishly. You sighed, unable to fight his charm. "And let you sit with me, will you stop blowing up my phone?"

Haruto nodded eagerly. You rolled your eyes but waved him off, nodding your silent agreement to his terms. He smiled happily, thanking you.

"When did Ruto get your number?" Liza asked from behind you, venom rolling off of her tongue.

"A few days ago," you said, the boy in question standing behind you and smirking cheekily at the couple in front of him, towering over your shoulder.

"Why?" Yedam asked, his voice strangely emotionless.

"Because she ki—"

You smacked your hand over Haruto’s mouth and look at him, petrified. "Why doesn't matter! You two" —you pointed at Haruto and Liza— "need to get to class. Come on, move!"

You waved them away, breathing a relieved sigh when they rounded the corner to their next class.

"What was that about?" Yedam asked suspiciously, a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach as he remembered you interacting so casually with the person he disliked most.

"It's nothing," you reassured him. "C'mon, we're gonna be late for class." You smiled as you dragged him to Chem, momentarily making him forget his suspicion.

It was during lunch that Yedam grew… annoyed. Haruto had taken the seat next to you without so much as an apology, his blood boiling each time you laughed or pushed Haruto because of something stupid he was doing or saying. Yedam had never heard you mutter the word 'cute' as much as he had during that 15 minute break, and to Watanabe Haruto, of all people. He joined the three of you at your table for the next three weeks, and the two of you grew closer and closer until eventually you started dating. It didn't sit right with Yedam, though he managed to hide it pretty well.

That's why he found himself glaring angrily at the two of you leaning against the wall at the foot of his bed, wishing it was his head laying on your lap while you read, wished your fingers were carding through his hair.

"Ruto-ya," you cooed, the black haired boy humming drowsily, his eyes staying closed. "Stop moving so much," you chastised, a smile creeping up on your face when he whined childishly. You pinched his cheek before continuing with your earlier ministrations.

Yedam sighed deeply, realizing for the first time in a while that he had messed up by not asking you out just because he had been scared to screw over your friendship in the process. He smiled half-heartedly at Liza who was trying to get him to smile, not knowing the real reason behind his mood. He looked at you and Haruto with a sad smile, holding back from thinking about how it would feel to have your hands running through his hair...

Can I be him?

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[dearly-somber]

WAYO | b.yd

-> pairing. bang yedam x reader (f), watanabe haruto x reader (f)

-> genre. angst, f2l (friends-to-lovers), hurt/comfort

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 2301

-> warnings. crying, rebound-kiss, teenage angst & drama

-> a/n. <3

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. ???

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Mon., Dec. 16th, 2024 @ 00:21

-> divider credit. @only-ranpo

You knocked on the worn wooden door while taking sharp breaths, a stitch forming in your side from sprinting two blocks to get to your best friend's house.

You wore a hoodie with floppy puppy ears at the end (the side effects of rushing out of the house last minute), holding your phone tightly in your hand as you nervously bounced up and down. Yedam had called you crying around seven minutes ago: his longtime girlfriend of about two years had broken up with him for some Japanese transfer student. His name was Haruto, you think. You knew it was bound to happen at some point. This Haruto guy was Liza's age, he was handsome and tall, and he was a jock. What was there not to like?

The door creaking open brought you back down from the clouds, your brows furrowed. You let out a relieved sigh.

Yedam looked more or less okay: his eyes were red and he looked tired, but otherwise he seemed fine.

"Dami," you breathed, softening at the sight of his sad smile. You gently pulled him toward you by the nape of his neck, bringing his face to your shoulder before wrapping your arms around his torso. As soon as your fingers interlocked behind his back he let out a pained whimper, wrapping his arms around you and crying softly into your shoulder.

His whole body shook.

You wanted to tell him it'd be alright and kiss his forehead so badly, but you didn’t. You stood there, letting him cry it out, thinking about the two long years he had seemed so happy with her. Sure, pining for your best friend wasn't very healthy, but you didn't want to cause problems by confessing to him in the middle of what was once a happy relationship.

After some time, you realized that Yedam was no longer shaking, and his quiet, pained cries had quieted down to the occasional sniffle or deep exhale. You rubbed your hand up and down his spine, patting the small of his back with your palm before trying to pull away. Yedam hugged you for a second longer before finally letting you go, sniffling as he tried hiding his face from you.

You frowned, reaching out to stroke his face, but moving to run your hand down his arm instead. "D’you wanna go for a walk? Maybe we can go to our street, sit there for a while."

He looked up and sniffed, rubbing his nose with the back of his sleeve. Smiling softly, you held out your hand as an invitation for him to take, waiting. He took it gratefully, the black fabric of his oversized shirt brushing against your palm as his hand engulfed yours entirely.

The two of you walked a few blocks before getting to the almost-deserted road that connected to an old highway, a road you had found and claimed as your own back in middle school. Yedam pulled you with him as he sat down, bending his one leg at the knee while straightening the other, wrapping his hands around his knee and interlocking his fingers to keep his leg up. You sat down across from him, bringing your legs up to your chest and resting your chin on your knees, your hands on your feet. You watched him intently as he stared at nothing.

His shirt hid some of his hand, his white sneakers’ laces hanging from his shoes. You avoided the bare skin exposed on his legs with each rip in his jeans. His eyes looked shaky, his shoulders slumped and hair blowing ever so gently in the wind, falling perfectly over his face.

The sun neared the edge of the horizon as sundown crept closer, the crickets coming out of their holes one by one.

Yedam was the first to push himself up off the ground, holding his hand out for you with a smile. "Let's go home."

You smiled, taking his hand and letting him lead you back the way you came.

Yedam told you to stay the night since it was dark out by the time you got to his house, and that he'd drop you off first thing tomorrow morning. You nodded, letting your parents know before heading to the kitchen for dinner. Mr and Mrs Bang were both very fond of you, thankful you were looking after their son while he went through this tough time. You assured them it was no problem. You hated seeing him like this, after all.

When you finished cleaning your plate you headed towards Yedam's room, but stopped in your tracks when Mr Bang touched your shoulder.

"Do you need help with something?" you asked.

He shook his head with a kind smile. "No, no… I just wanted to say thank you for caring for our Yedammie. It's comforting to know there's someone out there who loves him as much as we do."

"Ah…" You smiled painfully and bowed, heading down the hall and turning to the room on the left, hiding your face as best you could. You were even more embarrassed when you opened the door and saw some of Yedam's lower back before he pulled down his pajama shirt. He turned to you after, and you had to play it cool while you mumbled an apology, flustered.

"Do you wanna borrow some of my pajamas? Sleeping in your clothes won't be very comfortable." Not waiting for an answer, he rummaged through his closet and pulled from it a silk pajama set.

"It's only one night, Dami, it’s fine—"

"No, I insist," Yedam said, shoving the pajamas into your hand so gently you'd almost think he was afraid of breaking you. You sighed, giving in as you shuffled over to the bathroom, coming out wearing the silky black pajamas.

You folded your clothes and set them on the chair by his desk, walking over to the bed and getting in, turning off the bedside lamp after getting settled. You turned over on your side and came face to face with Yedam, his eyes wide open and staring through your soul.

"What?" you whispered. He shook his head with a small smile before crawling closer and wrapping himself around you, hiding his face in your hair.

You went stiff, heart hammering against your chest. You tried to relax your shoulders. Even though you'd slept over and shared a bed with him many times before, you'd never gotten this close to him. Ever.

"Are you uncomfortable?" he asked quietly, barely loud enough for you to register his voice. You quickly shook your head, sliding your arm around his waist as a way to stretch your body over his and hopefully make the tension in your shoulders less noticeable.

"Not at all. We’ve just never cuddled like this before," you mumbled, pressing your face into his chest.

He chuckled, warmth spreading throughout your body as you smiled into his chest, hidden away from his eyes. "Thank you for staying with me. I don't think I can be alone right now..." His voice shook as he held you just a bit tighter, as if he were afraid if he loosened his grip you'd fall out of his arms and never come back.

"I'd do anything for you, Yedam. All you need to do is ask."

"Thank you," he whispered, his breath evening out. You didn't think he'd heard you.

•••

The next morning you woke up alone, sitting up in confusion and squinting through the brightness of the sun coming through the white curtains.

Yedam sat at the edge of the bed, staring off into space with one hand resting on his raised knee. You crawled off the bed slowly, cautious as you approached him. You moved in front of him, crouching with a worried expression.

"Yedam..?" You put a wary hand on his knee.

Next thing you know he's crying and pulling you into his lap, clutching at your back and wailing into your shoulder. Your heart ached, face contorting with pain as you tried to whisper soothing words to him, your hands making their way to his sides.

"Why, why, why?" he cried, his nails digging into your back. "Why couldn't it work out? Why can't I be fine without her?"

His body shook violently. You whispered words of encouragment as you soothed him, your hands running up and down his sides in an attempt to comfort him.

You don't know how long you sat like that... Minutes, maybe hours, but eventually Yedam pulled away, looking at you in a way you couldn't decipher.

"You remember how you said you'd do anything for me?" he asked quietly, his voice hoarse and tired.

You nodded, running your hand over his cheek without really meaning to. "Of course."

His Adam’s apple bobbed. "Kiss me."

"What?"

Yedam bit down on his lip, searching your eyes. This was a rather dire means of distraction, you couldn’t help but think.

"Yedam, I ca—"

"Please," he begged, his voice so vulnerable you almost gave in then and there.

"Yedam," you whispered.

"I'm begging you,” his voice broke, tears streaking down his face. “Kiss me."

Though you were sure you'd regret it later, you couldn't stand seeing him like this, so you did as he asked.

You cupped his face and kissed him, a weight you hadn't noticed lifting from your shoulders and drifting to the back of your mind.

Yedam was taken aback.

He hadn't actually expected you to do it, but he couldn't seem to stop himself as he kissed you back, his hands on your waist squeezing gently. You let a gentle whine escape your lips, years of pining milking its way into your voice. In any other circumstance you'd be red with embarrassment, but for the time being you didn't care.

His kiss was dizzying, the world around you spinning at a thousand miles an hour, your hand somehow having found its way to the nape of his neck, tugging at the strands of hair your fingers could reach. He groaned into the kiss, his grip on your hips tightening slightly.

You couldn't remember how you'd started kissing him—all you could think about was his lips on yours, and the fact that you were craving more. As things grew heated, you finally snapped out of it, pushing away from him.

You were on the bed, Yedam hovering over you. His hair was disheveled, and his white turtle neck was pulled up ever so slightly, exposing a piece of his stomach. His lips were plump and red, dilated pupils looking down at you questioningly. Panting, you pushed him away by his chest, huffing as you grabbed your things and ran out of his house, running two blocks back to your house.

"Sweetheart? What're you wearing?" your mother asked in a confused tone while you walked up the stairs to your room.

You looked down, holding your clothes close to your chest. "Oh, uhm... Yedam leant me his pajamas."

"Why haven't you gotten dressed yet?" your father asked now, looking at you suspiciously.

"I was in a hurry is all."

"Why?"

"I— I think I started my period, Dad. I needed pads or—"

"Okay, okay! I get it! Go!"

You ran further up the stairs, rushing into your room and closing the door behind you, sliding down onto your ass.

"I'm such an idiot," you muttered, banging your head against your door and jumping when your phone suddenly buzzed. You checked the message, nervously biting your nail.

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Dami🥺

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hey

idk what came over me

i'm sorry

are you mad?

…

no, I'm not.

so were okay?

ofc.

thank god, u had me worried there :(

see u @ school?

yep!

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You sighed. What have you gotten yourself into?

•••

You walked down the cobblestone path with a nervous look on your face.

This would be your first time seeing Yedam since The Incident and saying that you were nervous was an understatement. You hadn't been able to stop thinking about It since the day it happened, and you had tried everything to distract yourself. Reading, gaming, dramas, music—you even went running every morning.

Nada. Zero. Zilch.

Nothing worked.

"Y/N unnie? Y/N unnie, come here!"

You sighed, looking back at Liza with mild distaste. She was with her new boyfriend—all smiles and not a care in the world about what she put Yedam through. "Liza."

"Hi! Have you met Ruto yet?"

"No, but I've heard of him, so I'm good." You smiled half-heartedly, looking over at Haruto who smiled awkwardly as he bowed. You looked passed Liza as she spoke, not caring to remember what she said. Suddenly, Yedam took your wrist gently. He looked at Liza with a smile so forced it made you flinch.

"Can I borrow Y/N?"

Liza chuckled uncomfortably, her cheeks warming as she nodded mutely. Yedam pulled you away and sat at one of the benches near the soccer field, a sigh leaving his lips. "You okay?" he asked. You tugged your hand away from his iron-clasp grip, nodding awkwardly.

"Yeah, I'm surprised I didn't bite her head off."

Yedam laughed happily, a smile tugging at your lips at the sound. It felt like it had been years since you heard him laugh. The bell rang and he grinned, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Let's go!"

•••

Haruto lasted a month before Liza dumped him and went running back to Yedam. And Yedam, being the idiot he was, took her back at the snap of a finger.

Your anger and frustration were the catalyst for the situation that you find yourself in now��pressing Haruto Watanabe into a wall at the back of the school, kissing him fiercely.

Why, oh why, oh why? Why couldn't things work out?

Why couldn't it be me?

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