#yedam scenario

[alohajun]

♡ TREASURE’S REACTION WHEN YOU GIVE THEM THE SILENT TREATMENT

treasure x gn!reader | wc : 1.9k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationship, slight fluff, angst, mentions of wounds, mentions of arguments, use of petnames | request — hii can i request treasure reaction when you give them a silent treatment after an argument

CHOI HYUNSUK

🐷 as soon as he realizes you are giving him the silent treatment, he just walks away, letting you have some time to yourself while he does the same

🐷 broken between tryna speak to you and holding a vow of silence himself

🐷 he’s just pacing around the room, not knowing what to say or do because he’s practically fighting his own conscious

🐷 because if there’s two things our luis daniel gonsalves choi loves, it’s talking to you and hearing your voice

🐷 so after a lot of mental conflict, he’d stand in front of you, just blabbering whatever comes to his mind because he doesn’t know what else to do

🐷 and ofc, seeing how frustrated he is, you’d give in too, because you too can’t bear not talking to hyunsuk

🐷 "would you please forgive me so i can show you this song i wrote about you?"

PARK JIHOON

🐼 it literally is as impossible as it sounds bc there's no way jihoon would let you stay silent with him like that

🐼 "babe? what's up? are you not gonna talk to me? hm? okay, i see how it is."

🐼 couple minutes later, manz is in front of you, phone in ear as he speaks to you

🐼 "kyu is asking if you are down to hang out?" he'd ask, catching you off guard

🐼 there was no junkyu on the other line but ofc you didn't know that

🐼 you fell for his tactic as you replied, "yeah, sure."

🐼 jihoon would have a shit-eating grin on his face, blabbering smth to ensure you still believed he was talking to junkyu

🐼 "he's asking if you can make your brownies when you are coming?" "oh, okay, i can do that."

🐼 "kyu is also asking if you are still mad at me?" he'd try his luck, waiting for an answer

🐼 "no, not re—wait a minute!" you'd frown at jihoon, not amused by his little trick to get you to speak to him

🐼 "nuh–uh, you can't go back to your silence now. you already spoke to me, so keep it going."

KANEMOTO YOSHINORI

🐯 fights with yoshi don’t escalate too far because he knows how to take a step back and let the rage blow over so you two can address the issue calmly

🐯 so until your anger blew over, you went on a vow of silence, not realizing how much it affected yoshi when you didn’t respond to him

🐯 he only approached you twice before walking away, and you thought he knew your silence was just your way of letting the rage blow over

🐯 because after all, that was his method too, right?

🐯 poor baby tiger was crying in his room, wondering if it was the end of your relationship  

🐯 you’d walk into his room to see him crying, instantly feeling guilty when he explained why he was crying

🐯 you’d assure him with lots of love, letting him know you two weren’t breaking up any time soon

🐯 tldr; he's a soft baby, don't hurt him part one

🐯 "don't do that to me, love. i really thought you wouldn't speak to me again."

KIM JUNKYU

🐨 after the end of an argument, bro thinks everything is magically resolved and back to normal

🐨 he’d just assume things like “oh, maybe y/n didn’t hear me” or “maybe y/n is focused on smth else” when you don’t respond

🐨 “dude, you do know y/n is mad at you, right?” jihoon would ask when he sees his best friend constantly try to speak to you and just wave it off when you didn’t respond

🐨 and that’s when the meteor of realization would hit junkyu, and he’d instantly be there by your side, apologizing for being an idiot

🐨 as he blabbers, you can’t help but laugh at his explanation, and you’d let him know that it was all in the past, just advising him to be more attentive the next time

🐨 “i am gonna be super attentive from now on, i promise. nothing is gonna get past me!”

TAKATA MASHIHO

🐹 if you wanted to be petty and give him the silent treatment, he’d do the same

🐹 the house is absolutely silent as you two just don’t make any effort to talk to the other

🐹 you will still do your work around the house, just without sharing a single word between the two of you

🐹 that is until mashiho hurts himself while cooking because even tho he doesn’t admit it, he’s a bit worried if he went too far with the argument you two had

🐹 immediately, you are at his side, taking care of his wound as you checked on him, repeatedly making sure he was alright as you made him sit

🐹 the two of you would start talking after that, forgetting about your vows of silence until mashiho would bring it up later at night because he wanted to resolve the issue for good

🐹 “next time we fight, we are not pulling any of those silent treatments. we are gonna talk it out like adults, okay?”

YOON JAEHYUK

🦁 bro very much worships you 🥹🫶

🦁 nah but like he'd malfunction if you don't talk to him after an argument

🦁 usually, y'all sort out of your issues just fine and get it out of the way so this silent treatment was totally new

🦁 "babe? baby? my love? y/n?"

🦁 his voice was getting more desperate with every word, brows furrowed as he panicked a little at the lack of your response

🦁 jaehyuk wouldn't leave your side, stuck to you as he tried to get you to speak to him again

🦁 the breaking point was when he'd tear up as he spoke to you, instantly making you throw your arms as you consoled him

🦁 tldr; he's a soft baby, don't hurt him part two

🦁 "i'm really sorry, y/n. please just talk to me again. i'm sorry."

HAMADA ASAHI

🤖 asahi is pretty silent himself, so he instantly catches on when you don’t talk to him

🤖 he’ll run every possible scenario through his head regarding your lack of speech, and it’d land on the fact you two very recently had a disagreement

🤖 at first, he’d give you the space you need, thinking you’d come around after a couple of hours, but when it doesn’t work, he’s overwhelmed

🤖 will give his friends a call, because he’s unsure if he should give you more time or just fall at your feet and beg for mercy

🤖 thankfully, yoshi and mashiho had good advice for him, which asahi immediately carried out, approaching you and asking if you two could talk

🤖 once you nodded, he’d sit down and discuss the situation, wondering if it was because of the argument you two had

🤖 he’d apologize for driving you to the point where you had to give him a silent treatment for him to understand

🤖 “i'm sorry, my love. let’s promise to talk out our issues next time, okay?”

BANG YEDAM

🦊 like mashiho, yedam would give you the silent treatment as well

🦊 he thinks he’s winning, thinking he’s proving a point by joining you out of pettiness

🦊 but you weren’t backing down and he was getting slightly annoyed, so he’d resort to phase two of the plan

🦊 kissing the silence out of you

🦊 it’s just as simple as it sounds; yedam would kiss you all over your face until you had to talk to him

🦊 you two would be giggly messes as he pulled away, all the arguments forgotten as you two stared at each other, just happy to be together

🦊 “you can’t try that on me, babes. my kisses are a master of conflict resolution.”

KIM DOYOUNG

🐰 instantly picks up that you are giving him the silent treatment because he notices your lack of words

🐰 doyoung would recount whatever happened and will think about the argument you two had earlier, wondering if anything he said struck a chord with you

🐰 because fights with you two don’t end badly, since you two always to resolve things

🐰 he’d sit you down and talk it out, apologizing if he said anything out of line to hurt your feelings and you’d do the same, appreciating the fact he apologized

🐰 doyoung would defo crack a joke or two as soon as you resolve things, earning a playful punch from you at his words

🐰 “now explicitly describe exactly how painful it was for you to not talk to me.”

WATANABE HARUTO

🦙 can’t believe your audacity to give him the silent treatment part one

🦙 he’d play along with your antics, shrugging and walking away when you wouldn’t respond to him

🦙 ruto would just behave as he usually does, just not talking as much because there wasn’t a point in doing so if you weren’t gonna respond

🦙 you’d soon catch onto his behavior, realizing your silent treatment was backfiring since he wasn’t reacting to any of it

🦙 but just as you are about to give in and talk to him, ruto will approach you, a worried look on his face because it’s been literal hours since you last spoke to him

🦙 “you aren’t going to break up with me, are you?”

🦙 and that’s when you realize it’s gone too far, quickly pulling him into your embrace as you apologized for letting things escalate this far

🦙 “i seriously hate you for this. but thank goodness, you aren’t that mad at me. i love you too much, it hurts.”

PARK JEONGWOO

🐺 can’t believe your audacity to give him the silent treatment part two

🐺 literally scoffs in your face when you don’t respond to him

🐺 “oh, is this what we’re doing, huh?” 🙄😑🤔😤

🐺 will wait around a bit to see if you change up, but after a couple of hours if you still don’t talk, he’s gonna turn to his last resort

🐺 whining; manz is gonna annoy you into speaking to him again

🐺 but ofc after being with him for so long, you were unfazed which would then just deflate his mood

🐺 “are you really going to do this?” 🥺😭☹️🥹

🐺 you’d defo cave in after seeing his pouty face, giving him a kiss before talking to him again

🐺 “talk to me again, y/n, hm? please?”

SO JUNGHWAN

🐮 super king cow baby will be so pouty when you give him the silent treatment

🐮 even after he apologized, you wouldn’t utter a single word and just blankly stare at him, making him even sadder

🐮 after lots of pleads, hwan would defo get on his knees as he stood in front of you, absolutely no hesitation in begging you to speak to him

🐮 “i'm gonna stay like until you forgive me, so please talk to me, y/n.”

🐮 you though he was joking, you really did

🐮 but when he followed you on his knees when you walked around, you felt super bad, realizing he was super serious about his words

🐮 immediately kneeling next to him, you’d apologize for your childish behavior, checking on junghwan to see if he was hurt

🐮 if he was hurt, you’d feel super guilty, tears pricking your eyes, but junghwan would only smile, just happy to hear talking to him

🐮 “i'm fine. seriously, i am. i just wanted to hear you talk to me again.”

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[10:02] pm

You had been having an emotional day, which your boyfriend could sense. Hoping you’d be okay while he’s at the studio and get some sleep. He comes home realizing that’s not the case.

Pairing: Tag x reader (established relationship) Word count: 1.2k words Genre: Fluff and a little angst

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“I’ll be working late at the studio again. I’m not sure when I’ll be home but you can text or call me if you need me. The other boys are on their way home now. I love you.” Tag said over the phone, hanging up after hearing your reciprocated I love you. 

Tag had a strange feeling today. Usually when he gets a feeling like this he’ll go home at a little earlier than usual, but he has to get some things done at the studio first. The way you had texted today and your tone on the phone weren’t making his suspicions subside at all. Hoping that whatever was going on, surely the other boys could cheer you up, like they usually did.  Typically if anything is bothering you, you’ll have no problem telling your boyfriend, tonight was different though. You didn’t want to bother him while he was working, for seemingly no reason.

Seeing you sitting in bed Seongmin was overcome with the same feeling Tag had been experiencing all day. Almost like a pit in his stomach kind of sensation. Seongmin stood in the doorway and cleared his throat softly. 

“Is there anything I could do to help you sleep? Sing to you? Sit with you?”

“No I’m okay, thank you for offering Minnie.” You said continuing to watch the show you were watching on your laptop.

He made his way over to you and rubbed a few circles on your back, placing a kiss on your hair, hoping to reassure you. He turned around, walking out and closing the door behind him. That was just the sweet gesture you needed to crack the tip of your emotional iceburg. After hearing his footsteps trail off down the hallway, your tears did the same, down your face.

Sitting in the studio Tag was getting a lot of work done but was also checking his phone often since Jongwoo told him you weren’t asleep. After an hour of nothing from you Tag’s gut feeling really started to bother him. He tried pushing it aside to finish up but still couldn’t fatham what was going on. Deciding he had reached a good stopping point, he called it a night. Checking his phone one last time as left the studio, the time read 1:38 am. He sighed not realizing it had gotten so late, but his gut feeling had lessoned a bit. Nothing from you must have meant you finally fell asleep right?

Tag’s Pov:

As you stepped into the dorm it was completely silent besides light music coming from a room down the hall. You removed your shoes and hung up your jacket, heading down the hallway to your room. As you passed Yedam’s room you realized that was the source of the soft music. You continued until you reached your door, entering, expecting to see your angel asleep. Caught off guard you froze for a second, noticing Y/n sitting up in bed. Sitting with their back against the wall and holding their legs against chest. Y/n’s head resting on their knees, facing away from the door. After realizing Y/n didn’t see you come in you noticed they had headphones in. Your bad feeling had returned like a punch in the gut.

Y/n's Pov:

You had just been really upset all day, not really sure why but you decided to listen to music, hoping it would help. It didn’t, your tears continuing anyways. Loosing track of time, you just sat listening to the music, letting your emotions run their course. You really weren’t sure why you had been emotional today but everyone has those days.  You had felt a soft hand on your shoulder, startling you a bit. Reacting quickly you had looked to see who the hand belonged to, looking directly into your boyfriends eyes. 

Continued in third person pov:

As you both made eye contact Tag’s expression went from soft to concerned. He began to mouth some words to you, not fully understanding him. You took out your headphones and whispered, “What baby?”

“Why do you look like you've been crying, Y/n? And why are you still awake?” He asked, sitting in front of you.

Tag usually called you pet names but would only use your name if he was worried or if you were in fake trouble. You put your head in your hands, trying not to begin crying again. He got up, surprising you. He would usually try comforting you before moving on, making you feel even worse, like a bother. All day you had been trying to avoid being a bother, now feeling like your efforts were pointless. You watched his every movement with your eyes welling up again, he then left the room, leaving the door open. You figure he went to the bathroom, but still felt you should just go get a drink of water and sleep on the couch. You grabbed a pillow and a blanket, making your way towards the living room. You entered the living room, throwing your stuff on the couch, then going into the kitchen for some water. After drinking you went and laid down, facing the back of the couch, your back fronting the dark room. 

Tag exited the bathroom and headed back to his room to change and lay down with you. All day with his bad gut feeling all he could think about was coming home to cuddle with you. Coming in to a now empty room, the realization of what had just happened hit him. He didn’t mean to say nothing when he left the room, he is just so drowsy he wasn’t really thinking. Knowing how you probably took his actions, he went looking for you. Thinking you may have gone into Seongmin or Yedam’s room he decided to get a drink before searching for you. As he walked into the living room he saw your dark figure on the couch, curled up cutely. He quickly and quietly grabbed a drink thinking you may finally be asleep.

As he entered the living room again he saw some movement while walking in your direction to check on you. He decided to sit on the ground, leaning against the couch and began singing tenderly. You of course were still awake, trying to act like you were asleep, like a child. Knowing this was his way of apologizing for a misunderstanding, that wasn’t even his fault, you pouted to yourself. All you had wanted all day was him. Reality hit and your emotions began to melt away as he kept singing to you. The only emotions that were present now are warmth and guilt. Turning over to now face the dim room you couldn’t help but smile in Tag’s direction. Feeling guilty for seemingly upsetting you before, he didn’t even bother to look at you, figuring you were just adjusting in your sleep. Bringing your hand out from under your warm cover you started playing with his hair. He has cut off his singing, taken aback when he felt a hand touch his head. Leaning into your touch you began apologizing to him, getting cut off.

“I’m really sorry for to-“

“Baby let’s just go to bed. There’s no reason to apologize, we’re both fatigued and drained.” Getting up off the floor he put out his hand for you to take. Taking his hand you followed him to bed, laying down in a honeymoon hug. His breathing relaxed and with your last bit of energy you couldn’t help but admit your appreciation for him. 

“I love you and appreciate you so much Taegyun.” Not expecting a response, thinking he was already asleep, his chest rose and fell quickly as he let out a few giggles.

“I love you too Y/n, now get some sleep.”

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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.

[milkybonya]

Teume Cafe: Yedam ending: Sereni-tea

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you spend every single day of your finals studying at the Teume café, and you swear it's not on purpose, but you always find yourself there when Yedam is working.. what a coincidence!

he always brings you a new drink to try, always with a saucer so you don't spill your drinks over your notes.

"i think you'll like this one. based on your reviews of all the drinks i've given you this past few days, this time of flavour seems to match your taste. it's a flavoured tea latte this time!" he tells you one day as he sets another drink down.

his grin makes you dizzy and you smile awkwardly at him as you take a sip.

"it's really good," you say.

you watch Yedam try to hold in his laughter. his eyes gloss over as he tears up while doing so.

"huh?" you ask.

"you've got foam on your lips..." he says quietly, right away wiping it off with his thumb. he slips the thumb into his mouth, and the way he does everything so naturally gives you butterflies.

at this point, you have no more doubts. Yedam is definitely flirting with you.

at first, you thought he was just some kind of playboy, but you've noticed he only acts this way with you. while he throws brief smiles and speaks warmly to other customers, his winks, grins, and him literally touching your lips are not things he does with other people.

you even talked about it with Haruto the other day. yes, Haruto! you finally got to meet the café's pretty boy, and he's actually a great listener.

he told you that, just between you and Haruto, Yedam definitely feels some type of way about you.

"he knows what time you'll come in so he always makes sure the spot you usually sit at is clean, and that your favourite songs are playing. nothing is by chance when you walk into the café anymore. he does everything for you."

thinking about Haruto's words makes you shiver, not in a bad way but because you're so overwhelmed with Yedam'a attention to detail.. and again, overwhelmed in a good way.

"are you cold? should i lower the ac?" Yedam asks immediately, worry flooding his face.

"no, no!" you say, trying to explain that your shiver didn't mean anything.

yet, before you know it, Yedam's jacket is hanging on your shoulders.

"oh.." you say.

"don't catch a cold while you study, y/n," Yedam tells you, going back behind the counter.

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you manage to get some studying done despite being lost in your thoughts about Yedam and his flirting. once you decide you should take a study break, you lean back in your chair and stretch, then standing up to talk to Yedam for a bit to pass the time.

"how's it going?" he asks while wiping the counter.

"pretty good! i've been getting a lot done.. i actually feel ready for my exams!"

Yedam smiles and it feels like the sun is shining.

"i'm so glad.. you've been working so hard!" he says.

suddenly, he stops wiping and his expression turns more serious. he looks at the counrer as he tells you, "after your exams are done, will you agree to do something with me?"

"do what?" you ask.

"go on a date," Yedam replies, shyly for someone who's been nonstop flirting with you.

"oh.. i'd actually like that!" you say.

Yedam smiles, a blush coating his cheeks.

"just tell me when your last exam is. i can pick you up and we'll go eat something good together," he says.

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[edenesth]

Arrows and Affection

Pairing: warrior!Yeosang x fem!reader

AU: historical au (Joseon era)

Word Count: 4.8k

Summary: Admiral Kang never misses his mark—until today. No matter how many times he draws his bow, the bullseye remains untouched. The wind hasn't changed, nor has his skill faltered. The only difference? The presence of a certain someone who has somehow turned his unwavering focus into a battlefield of its own.

Genre: fluff, comedy

A/N: Y'all when I saw these damn pics Yeo posted, I knew I'd have to write something. Then I heard Fallin' by Bang Yedam and couldn't stop thinking about this scenario.

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I still cannot believe this man is real.

The thought echoed in your mind as you struggled to tear your gaze away from him. With effortless precision, Kang Yeosang drew his bow, his stance steady, his movements practised to perfection. Years of training had made archery second nature to him—so much so that watching him was almost hypnotic. He wasn't just any warrior; he was the Admiral Kang, the youngest and most revered commander in Joseon, a man whose victories in battle had cemented his place in history. And yet, despite his fearsome reputation, you still found it surreal that you could stand this close to him.

"Wh-what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here right now!"

The urgent whisper jolted you from your thoughts. A senior maid stared at you in horror, eyes wide as she took in your pitiful attempt to hide behind a paper door—one that did little to conceal your presence. You flashed her a sheepish grin and waved the washcloth in your hand. "Relax, I'm just cleaning. No one pays attention to a maid doing her job."

She sighed, exasperated. "That may be, but the admiral specifically requested complete silence during his training. We cannot risk disturbing him."

You huffed. "Well, then that doesn't make him a very good archer, does it? If he's truly the best, he should be able to shoot well anywhere. The battlefield isn't exactly a peaceful place, now is it?"

Her face paled at your audacity, and she frantically motioned for you to lower your voice. Then, as if realising she wouldn't win this argument, she reached for your washcloth. "Please, just this once, listen to me. Besides, you know very well you're not—"

Before she could finish, you pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her. "I've been good all week, haven't I? I did everything you asked—no complaints. Just let me stay here for a bit and enjoy the view, yeah? You can have my meal again tonight," you added with a wink.

She shook her head, already resigned to her fate, too tired to argue or remind you that everything you had done over the past week was merely your duty. "Fine. But promise me you won't distract the admiral, and make sure you return to your quarters before—"

"I will, I will," you interrupted, beaming. "And I promise, you won't get in trouble because of me!"

You clapped soundlessly in victory as she handed your washcloth back, shaking her head in disbelief before walking away. But not before shooting you one last pleading look, silently begging you not to cause any more trouble. You only grinned in response, sticking your tongue out playfully and waving goodbye before returning to your so-called task—wiping down an already spotless door. A door that, conveniently, gave you the perfect view of the admiral, deep in focus as he trained.

A small sigh of awe slipped past your lips, your earlier mischievous grin softening into a dreamy smile as you watched him. He checked his bow with practised ease before getting into position once more, gripping it firmly. You bit your lip, anticipation bubbling inside you—this was your favourite part. He raised his bow, holding an arrow in place, lifting it just high enough to aim. Then, with calculated precision, he closed one eye to focus on his target.

Damn.

This pose—this was the one that always left you weak in the knees. Just when you thought he couldn't possibly be any more attractive, he went ahead and proved you wrong. Every. Single. Time.

Despite his fearsome reputation on the battlefield, Admiral Kang was, at heart, a little... adorable. When he wasn't fighting wars, he always seemed lost in his own world, absentmindedly staring at whoever was speaking to him with that cute, dazed expression. He was a unique character, to say the least. And maybe that was why you loved seeing this side of him even more—the version of him that was serious, focused, and completely in his element.

It was just so freaking hot.

Until it… wasn't.

Your futile wiping came to an abrupt halt as you furrowed your brows, watching the unfamiliar scene unfold before you. For the first time in all the years you had known him, he let out a sharp curse, frustration flickering across his usually composed face. He reached for another arrow, aiming with a little more force than necessary. Your gaze darted to the target board—only to realise that he had missed the bullseye.

Your mouth fell open. He missed?

A tiny gasp escaped you because, quite frankly, that was unheard of. Admiral Kang never missed—not once since he had built his legendary reputation. It was practically the first rule of the universe: the sun rises, the rivers flow, and Kang Yeosang hits his mark every single time. Yet here he was, missing the target like some rookie foot soldier.

You bit your lip, suddenly concerned. Was he okay? Maybe today just wasn't his day. Maybe that's why he had insisted on training alone.

And then—thunk! Another miss.

Your concern quickly morphed into something else entirely as you took in the sight of him, all tense muscles and narrowed eyes, jaw clenched in frustration. Oh. Oh no. Why was this... hot?

You didn't think you'd ever witness the day Kang Yeosang would be this visibly mad—not at you, not at anyone, but at himself. And somehow, instead of feeling purely sympathetic, your brain short-circuited with an entirely inappropriate thought: angry Admiral Kang was stupidly attractive.

His brows knitted together as he grabbed yet another arrow, muttering a string of curses under his breath, his voice lower and rougher than usual. It was such a stark contrast from his usual soft, slightly dazed self that it sent a shiver down your spine.

Oh, this is dangerous.

You had to press a knuckle to your mouth to stifle the delighted squeal threatening to escape. Because good god, if this man got any hotter, you might just pass out right then and there.

"Goddamnit," Yeosang cursed under his breath, his eyebrow twitching as his fourth shot missed its mark.

With a sigh, he closed his eyes, forcing himself to quell the frustration bubbling inside him. He couldn't believe he was letting this affect him. He wasn't a fool. He was the youngest admiral in Joseon, after all—he had noticed your presence the second you stepped foot inside.

But he hadn't said anything.

At first, he assumed it was just some clueless new maid who had wandered in, unaware of the rules. He was ready to ignore it altogether. But then—he heard your voice. His sharp hearing picked up on your hushed negotiation with a senior maid, who was desperately trying to shoo you away. His pulse quickened.

It was you.

And like a complete idiot, instead of brushing it off, he found himself wanting to impress you. That's where he had gone wrong. His focus had wavered, and now, for the first time in his career, his shots were landing anywhere but the bullseye.

Who knew a single woman could have such an effect on him?

Annoyed—mostly at himself but also at you for making him embarrass himself like this—he finally cleared his throat, loud enough for you to hear.

"Just how long do you plan on hiding there?" he called out, finally turning toward your direction.

He had to bite down on his lip to keep from laughing at your absolutely pathetic attempt at concealment. Pressed flat against the paper door like it would somehow make you invisible, your familiar silhouette was outlined perfectly against the thin material—especially with the sunlight streaming in from behind.

He sighed, setting down his bow and taking a step closer. "I knew you were there the moment you walked in. Show yourself."

Crap. Crap. Crap.

You thought you had been sneaky, but apparently not. If he had known you were here all along, that meant trouble—because you were supposed to be elsewhere. And, worse, he knew that because you weren't just any ordinary maid.

Your only hope now? Act like one.

With your head lowered, you stepped forward hesitantly, bowing respectfully. "A-apologies, my lord. I was only here to clean. I know you asked to be left alone today, and I shouldn't have lingered," you murmured, voice small. "I'll leave at once."

You turned on your heel, ready to flee, but his voice stopped you cold.

"Hold on a second."

Your heart slammed against your ribs. Oh, no. You had promised the senior maid you wouldn't cause trouble, and now you were on the verge of dragging her into this mess.

"If you knew I asked for privacy," he mused, his voice deep and steady, "why did you come here in the first place?"

You gulped, fingers tightening around the washcloth in your hands. This was not how today was supposed to go. You had planned to admire him for a while, soak in the view, and then sneak back to your actual post. Not get caught red-handed.

"Answer me," he pressed.

Your breath hitched. His voice was much closer this time.

Too close.

"I-I was wrong, my lord," you stammered.

He sighed. "That's not what I want to hear. Because of you, I lost my focus. Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth."

Slowly, you turned—only to find him standing right behind you. There was no escaping now. No more excuses. It was time to own up to your mistake.

"I… I just—" you blurted before throwing your hands up in defeat. "I missed you, okay?! I wanted to see your stupid face before going back to my boring duties. Is that a crime?"

Silence.

Then, Yeosang smiled. "See? Now, was that so difficult?" he teased, leaning down slightly to meet your pouting face.

"You knew it was me all along?" you asked, narrowing your eyes.

He nodded.

"How?"

He smirked, fingers tilting your chin up until your eyes met his. "How could I not? You're far too beautiful to be just a maid, my lady."

Heat rushed to your cheeks as you huffed, swatting his hand away. "Ugh, I really thought I had you fooled."

His grin widened. "So, does this mean you finally admit you missed me? What happened to 'I don't want to see your dumb face again'?"

Your jaw dropped. "You did not just bring that up."

"Oh, but I did." He leaned in, voice dripping with amusement. "Verbatim."

Scoffing in disbelief, you pushed at his chest—though, of course, he barely budged. "You're impossible."

Turning away with a dramatic hmph, you muttered, "Go ahead, tell your mother I sneaked out. I'll take whatever punishment she has for me, as usual. Not like you'd ever stand up for me in front of her."

Before you could take another step away from him, Yeosang moved swiftly, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His voice was softer now, warm against your ear.

"I'm sorry, my love." His embrace tightened slightly. "You know how she is when it comes to the duties of a daughter-in-law. I wish I could do something, but as the admiral's wife, you have to set an example for the people. I know those lessons bore you to death, but she's only here for the Lunar New Year. Just hang in there for a little longer, yeah?"

You sighed, finally allowing yourself to melt into his warm embrace—the very one you had gone without for nearly a week.

You had been giving him the silent treatment ever since he failed to defend you when his mother insisted you attend etiquette lessons for the entirety of the Lunar New Year. You had protested, of course—this was supposed to be the one time of the year when your husband was free from his duties, a rare chance for the two of you to be together. But instead, she had taken that precious time away, forcing you into lessons you had little patience for.

Deep down, you understood her reasoning, but that didn't make it any less frustrating. You had been looking forward to this time for weeks, only to have it stolen from you. And so, out of pure stubbornness, you had refused to attend the lessons diligently. Your frustration had driven you to banish Yeosang from your shared quarters in the heat of the moment—a decision you regretted almost immediately. Sleeping in an empty bed had been unbearable, but your pride had been too strong to call him back from the guest chambers.

So, today, desperate for an escape from yet another dreary lesson, you had feigned illness and slipped away. If your mother-in-law discovered your empty room, there would be consequences—not just for you, but for the poor maid who had dared to help you.

The admiral sighed against your hair, his arms tightening around you as if afraid you'd slip away again. Then, with gentle insistence, he turned you in his embrace, his warm hands cupping your cheeks. His thumbs brushed over your skin, wiping away the traces of your lingering pout.

"You're so stubborn," he murmured, his tone laced with fondness. "But I suppose that's part of why I love you."

Your heart skipped a beat. His gaze, steady and filled with an emotion so tender it made your breath hitch, held yours captive.

"I missed you too, you know," he admitted at last, exhaling as if finally releasing a weight from his chest. "Do you have any idea how hard it was to sleep without you? To wake up every morning and not see your annoying little grin first thing?" His lips quirked up slightly, but there was sincerity in his words.

You blinked up at your husband, guilt slowly creeping in.

"I know I should've defended you more," he continued, his voice softer now. "But it's not that simple, my love. I already defied my mother once when I chose you—when I turned my back on the noblewoman she wanted for me. I chose you because you are everything I ever wanted. You're bright, bubbly, and full of life. You make even the dullest moments feel exciting. And though she may not understand it now… you are the best decision I have ever made."

Your breath caught in your throat.

He let out a quiet sigh, his thumbs still tracing circles against your skin. "I just… I only want the two most important women in my life to get along. That's all I've ever wanted. I know it's not easy for you, and I know she can be difficult, but if you could just try… even a little, it would make things easier. For both of us."

Your chest tightened. You had been so caught up in your own frustration that you hadn't once stopped to consider how hard this must have been for him too. Balancing the expectations of a mother he respected and the love of his life—how exhausting that must have been.

Your gaze softened, and you lifted your hands to rest over his. "I… I didn't think about it that way," you admitted, cheeks warming. "I was so focused on my own feelings that I didn't realise how hard this must be for you too."

He said nothing, only watching you with patient eyes as you let the realisation settle.

You sighed, leaning into his touch. "I'm sorry," you whispered. "I promise… I'll try to be better from now on."

At that, his entire face brightened, relief flooding his features as he pulled you in closer. "Really?"

You gave a small nod, lips curving into a sheepish smile. "Really." Then, with a playful glint in your eyes, you added, "I promise I won't be sneaking off to give you surprise visits like I did today again, Admiral Kang."

His jaw dropped slightly, and you could practically see the flicker of realisation in his expression. You had him. As disciplined and upright as he usually was, even he couldn't deny that your little intrusion today had made things far more exciting. Damn the impropriety of it all—he loved you for that.

"Oh, you little minx," he muttered, shaking his head in faux exasperation before a smirk tugged at his lips. A breathless chuckle escaped him as he dipped down, capturing your lips in a soft yet lingering kiss. His warmth seeped into you, his touch grounding you in the moment. He kissed you as if he had been waiting for this forever, as if every second apart had been an eternity.

When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his grin utterly boyish. "Does this mean I can move back into our quarters now?"

You huffed, pretending to think it over, watching as he waited—far too eagerly—for your answer. His hands remained on your waist, thumbs tracing gentle circles against your sides, as if afraid you might slip away again.

Finally, you sighed dramatically. "Fine. But only because I missed you too."

His laughter rang through the air, light and full of joy, before he swooped in to kiss you again, sealing your truce with all the love he had to give.

When he pulled away, neither of you moved for a moment, eyes closed as he pressed his forehead against yours again. He simply breathed—cherishing the warmth of your presence after a week apart.

He knew you had been upset, not just about the lessons but because he hadn't sided with you when you protested. But what could he have done? He was caught between the two most important women in his life—his mother, the woman who raised him, and you, the woman he vowed to cherish. It was never a choice he wanted to make, so he had remained neutral, though it had pained him to see the disappointment in your eyes.

Still, that was why he had spoken to his mother later, asking her to go easier on you. You might not have noticed, but she had—she never truly reprimanded you for your inconsistent attendance, and Yeosang had never made a fuss when you kicked him out of your shared quarters, knowing you needed space. No matter how much it killed him to be away from you, he respected your emotions.

But now, feeling the way you held onto him just as tightly as he held onto you, he was glad. Glad that you were willing to meet him in the middle. That was one of the many reasons he loved you so much.

He could still remember the look of surprise on his mother's face when he had, for the first time, broken out of his usual quiet and composed demeanour—other than the time he had first brought you home, announcing with unwavering conviction that you were the love of his life and the only woman he would marry.

It had shocked her then. And it had shocked her again when he spoke up for you, telling her how much you meant to him and how he wished for the woman who raised him to care for his wife the same way she had always cared for him.

And surprisingly, she had understood.

Truthfully, his mother had never truly been against you. At first, she had been wary—sceptical of how well a woman as lively and outspoken as you would fit into their composed and traditional household. But over time, she began to understand why her son had chosen you.

You were bright—perhaps a little too much at times—but she had come to admire your honesty. She never had to worry about a two-faced daughter-in-law who smiled sweetly in front of her but harboured resentment behind her back. You were genuine—straightforward with your emotions, never afraid to show your displeasure or your affection. And above all, the love you and Yeosang shared was undeniable. At the end of the day, that was what mattered to her most. That her son was happy.

And as the admiral held you now, he knew that happiness was right here, in his arms.

"So, tell me," Yeosang murmured, tilting his head as he gazed into your eyes, the ones he adored so much. "How exactly did you manage to slip out of your lesson today?"

You bit your lip, knowing there was no use lying when he was already staring at you so intently. With a sheepish grin, you admitted, "I told her it's that time of the month and that the pain was too unbearable to continue."

He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head as he reached out to squish your cheeks. "And yet here you are, sneaking around in a maid's uniform just to watch your incredibly handsome husband practice. You must've been desperate for me, hm?"

You scoffed, prying his hands off your face only to squish his cheeks in return. "That's right, admiral. I came all this way just to see you fail miserably at hitting a bullseye over and over again. All because your wife was watching."

His jaw dropped in exaggerated offence as he gasped. "You wound me, my love," he declared dramatically before bending down to retrieve his bow. Then, with a smirk, he held it out to you. "If you're so clever, Lady Kang, why don't you show me how it's done?"

"Gladly," you shot back, grabbing the bow with confidence—only for your bravado to falter the moment you realised just how heavy it was. Your arms wobbled slightly under the unexpected weight, but you cleared your throat, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Your husband noticed. Of course, he did. But to his credit, he bit back his laughter, unwilling to embarrass you further. Instead, he simply watched, eyes gleaming with fondness. If only you knew how much his heart swelled with pride and affection at this moment—seeing you attempt something he had always wanted to teach you. He had dreamed of this for so long, hoping to pass on at least the basics of archery, if only as a means of self-defence. But the opportunity had never come—until now.

Clumsily, you reached for an arrow, fumbling slightly as you held it up. He softened, stepping behind you in an instant. His arms slid around you, one hand lifting the bow's weight with ease, the other steadying your trembling grip as he helped you pull the arrow back.

You glanced up at him, feeling the warmth of his breath near your ear, the solid comfort of his presence surrounding you completely. You had never felt safer. It was moments like these that reminded you just how much pride you had in being his wife. That even after everything, you still found it hard to believe that this man—this strong, kind, and loving man—was truly yours.

"Now focus and aim," he murmured. "We'll release when you're ready."

Nodding, you focused on the target, narrowing your eyes as you slowly closed one to improve your precision. You adjusted the bow slightly, remembering one of the things he had always told you—aim a little higher than your target, especially at longer distances, because gravity will always pull the arrow down.

"Ready," you whispered.

And then, together, you released. The arrow soared through the air, cutting cleanly through the space between you and the target. And for the first time that day, an arrow struck the bullseye.

We did it!

You blinked in disbelief, your eyes locked on the arrow firmly lodged in the bullseye. Slowly, you turned to your husband, who stood beside you, mouth slightly agape.

"Did you see that?" you gasped, your excitement bubbling over.

Yeosang let out an incredulous laugh, shaking his head. "I must be dreaming. My wife, an archery prodigy?"

Grinning, you nudged him playfully. "Maybe I should take your place as admiral instead."

He clutched his chest dramatically. "Stealing my title already? You truly are ruthless, my love."

Before you could react, he suddenly scooped you up into his arms with ease, making you yelp in surprise. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Yeosang! Put me down!" you giggled, squirming in his grasp.

"No can do," he hummed, pressing a kiss to your temple. "You impressed me today, so you deserve a reward. And since you did lie your way out of lessons just to see me…" He trailed off, a mischievous and suggestive glint in his eyes.

Your brows furrowed in suspicion. "Yeo, what are you planning—"

Before you could finish, he started making his way toward the exit. But just as he reached the doorway, he stopped abruptly. Because standing right there, about to step in, was his mother.

You gasped, tightening your hold around your husband's neck as he froze in place. "M-Mother…" he stammered.

Old Madame Kang's gaze flickered over the scene before her—her daughter-in-law, who had earlier complained of agonising menstrual pain, now dressed in a maid's uniform, being cradled in her son's arms. She blinked. You swore you saw her eye twitch.

"I-I can explain," you started, and Yeosang quickly set you down, clearing his throat and smoothing down your ruffled hair and hanbok as if that would somehow make things better.

His mother levelled you both with a withering stare. "Please do."

You gulped, exchanging a nervous glance with him, both of you shrinking under her sharp gaze like children caught red-handed.

"She just missed me, Mother," Yeosang admitted, gripping your hand firmly. "She didn't know how else to say it, so she… snuck out to see me."

A beat of silence passed.

Then, to your utter shock, the elderly woman rolled her eyes. "Is that it?" she huffed, exasperated.

You both blinked. That was… oddly forgiving?

She crossed her arms. "You couldn't have just told me? Why go through the trouble of sneaking out and dressing like a maid just to see your own husband?" Her expression softened, though her tone remained firm. "Do you have any idea how worried I was? I brought you herbs, only to find your quarters empty. I came here to inform my son that you'd vanished, and instead, I find the two of you making fools of yourselves…"

Your eyes darted to Yeosang, who looked just as stunned as you felt. Was this really happening?

"…I swear, you two are impossible," she muttered, shaking her head. Then, as if realising just how ridiculous the situation had become, she pinched the bridge of her nose, suppressing what you swore was a reluctant smile. "So, I take it there was never a real period?" she asked, arching a brow.

You swallowed, nodding slowly, unsure where this was going.

She observed you both for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, with a small shake of her head, she finally spoke. "I'll forgive you on one condition." You perked up, hopeful—until she continued, "Give me grandchildren soon."

Your husband choked on air. You stiffened, eyes widening in sheer horror as heat flooded your face.

Meanwhile, your mother-in-law remained entirely unbothered, watching your reactions with the calm of someone who had just commented on the weather. "Well, now that I know you're perfectly healthy, I'll be on my way. See you at your next lesson."

And with that, she turned and strode off, leaving you both rooted in place, still processing the absolute chaos she had just unleashed.

The moment she disappeared down the corridor, you exhaled a breath you hadn't even realised you were holding.

Yeosang cleared his throat, glancing at you with a look that was equal parts mischievous and smug. With exaggerated flair, he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a playful kiss to your knuckles.

"Well, you heard her loud and clear, my love," he murmured, his voice rich with amusement. "Shall we begin fulfilling our noble duty right away?"

Your eyes widened in mortification. "Kang Yeosang!" you hissed, smacking his arm harder as your face burned. "She can still hear us!"

And sure enough, a quiet chuckle echoed from down the hall.

Your husband only laughed, unfazed, before intertwining his fingers with yours and gently tugging you forward. "It's fine, my love," he teased. "She understands."

Hand in hand, the two of you strolled back to your chambers, his warmth a steady comfort beside you. His lighthearted humming filled the air, and when he stole a fond glance at you, a smile tugged at his lips.

The admiral had never imagined he could feel anything but frustration over a missed shot—but as he reflected on everything that had unfolded, he realised that if losing his aim led to moments like these, perhaps a little imperfection wasn't so bad after all.

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Untie

Word count: 1428

Pairing: Shen Ricky x f!reader

Warnings: Suggestive content (not smut), (let me know if there are others)

Scenario: She is a stylist and things get heated when she had to style the over me team during the artist battle mission.

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You work as a stylist and make up artist for idols, and your latest work had been on the boys planet survival show. You've been styling the boys ever since their star level test days. On the day of the star level test, you were assigned to style the Yue Hua boys (both K and G groups), Jay and Kamden, and also Lee Yedam. Ever since then, you've been stuck styling the Yue Hua boys and you got pretty close to them since they were your age. You were pretty young to be a stylist, that's what everyone always says, but your make up and clothes never fail to impress the director of the show. Every shoot, there was always 2 Yue Hua boys on your list, especially now that there are less boys, you became one of the permanent stylist on the team. There was 1 that never missed to be on your list though, Shen Ricky.

Every shoot, every stage, his name was always on your list of the trainees you had to style. At first you just thought it was a coinsidence since you got to style the back door teams. Then you got to style Rush hour and Zoom, also when the boys planet's families over you got to style over me and switch. You and Ricky always had this tension, this tingly feeling, those butterflies in your stomach when ever his hands lingers over yours when you gave him his clothes, his eyes never leaving you when you fix his hair of and accessory on his stage outfit, the way his eyes lock with yours when your done applying his eye make up. Your face always heats up when you catch him staring at you while you fix the other trainees hair or applying their make up. His eyes always has this tint of jealousy in them, but you never wanted to overthink that possibly someone like Ricky could have a thing for you. He was always one of the shyer boys though, unlike Zhang Hao and Gyuvin who are laughing at everything and anything they see.

Zhang Hao is a very easy person to talk to, he was fun and he loved to teased the other boys with every little thing they do. He also liked to make jokes when your applying his make up and it causes you to have to re do some parts sometimes. Zhang Hao is an overall friendly person, and that's how he is every time he sees you. Today was no exception, you were tying the red and black piece of fabric each member is wearing in different places, Hao has it around his wrist and the sleeve of his shirt. Jay has it on his waist, Quan Jui has it on his arm and his wrists, Jeonghyeon too had one red and one black on his wrists. You were assigned to tie Zhang Hao, Jay, and Quan Jui. While you were tying the red fabric on his arm, you over heard your co stylist, Jihye giving Ricky his piece and saying to tie it on his thigh. Jihye is well aware of you and Ricky's little relationship even if it is nothing, and she did this on purpose to tease you. Your ears turned red while you were tying off the last piece on Quan Rui's wrist.

During their performance, the entire time you were watching backstage, and you couldn't keep your eyes off of Ricky. One piece on his waist, another on his thigh. "You should really thank me for his look today you know" Jihye whispered as she noticed how your mind is blank while staring at the screen of the boy's performance. Your head turned to face her, ears red, she had done it on purpose and now she was admitting it to you. Jihye had a very satisfied smirk on her face, "I can't believe you did that on purpose". Your team was called on by the camera directors because Switch team was about to go perform soon and they had to touch up their make up. You grabbed your brushes and a comb to fix their hair. While you were fixing Kamden's hair, the over me team came back stage since they were done with their performance. You made eye contact with Ricky, he had sweat dripping from his face and the other stylists rushed to give them towels and fans. Jihye nudged you, gave you a fan, towels, and tissues, she snatched the comb and hair spray out of your hands and pushed you towards Ricky.

You were flustered but quickly gathered back your composure to stay professional. when you finally faced Ricky, he was still kinda catching his breath and his eyes were filled with anticipation as he saw you. You grabbed his bottle and gave it to him with a fan. While you were using the towel to carefully wipe his sweat off, trying your best to not wipe off a lot of his make up. His eyes were filled with amusement as he looked at you focused on him, sure you were doing your job but you looked cute to him while you were doing it due to the height difference. Ricky's legs were spread a bit wide, so you could reach easier. after getting all the sweat off his face you gave him a new towel for the sweat on the back of his neck. You put a tissue on his forehead while touching up his face make up. You held his face to fix his lips, and his heart skipped a beat. You finished him of by applying some powder on his face. "All done, you can keep the fan until you have to go back" you took his water and walked away. "Uh y-y/n!" Ricky quickly thought of an excuse since he still wanted to spend some time with you. You stopped your movements and turned back to face him, "Yes?" you looked at Ricky as he was trying to say something. "Can you get me more water please?" he said in a sweet tone, you couldn't help but smile. "Yea sure, one sec" you put down your things and went to the pile of water bottles in the corner. You went back to Ricky and gave it to him, "thanks y/n" he smiled as he cracked open the bottle, you nodded and turned to Jihye as she called you to fix Jongwoo's hair. Ricky watched you as you walked off to Jongwoo. He heard his name being called by Hao and just like that he had to leave.

The long shoot had finally ended and the over me team went back into the dressing room to change their clothes. Jeonghyeon walked up to you asking for your help untying the fabric off his wrists. In the corner of your eye you could see Ricky sitting on the couch staring at you. He leaned comfortably on the couch, he saw you were done with Jeonghyeon and quickly called you over. "Can you also help me untie this one" pointing to the one on his thigh, "I think i tied it too tight earlier" he smiled while you stared at him blankly "please?" you sighed, you felt like he was teasing you on purpose. You crouched down beside his thigh and started untying the fabric. Ricky untied the one on his waist easily, and he looked down where you were, your hand busy untying the fabric, his eyes focused on you, just you. He didn't even notice Zhang Hao and Quan Jui looking at him with the most childish smile on their faces, already planning about teasing him later in the dorms. You finished and he thanked you, got up to change, and for some reason he grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the back of the room. "Rick-" he looked around and saw that everyone in the room was busy with their own thing. That was his green light to pull you into the changing stall. "What are you doing Ricky i'm not supposed to be in-" he cut you off by putting his finger on your lips telling you to be quiet. You were still confused since Ricky just looked at you, his eyes went down to your lips and his leaned in closer, his lips beside your ear, "can I?" he whispered. You gave him a small nod and he looked at you, gently held your face by your shin with his free hand, and connected your lips.

[cheegu3]

can you do a "ignoring my boyfriend for 24 hours prank" on treasure . Also do you accept requests for the boyz ?

since this is an old ask I included the old members !! (so sorry that u had to wait so long for this one)

+ some are a bit longer than others bc I got way into the scenario I had created lol, it's not bc I dislike a member or favor others, I just felt like I had more to write on some !

also yedam n mashiho's pics are ass bc I had to download them on my computer lol

and yes I do accept requests for the boyz c:

warnings; yandere themes, abusive / toxic relationships, swearing, mentions of murder, minor mommy issues, a little fluff, drugging, violence, cheating

Treasure - reaction to you ignoring them

Hyunsuk

He had very little patience for what was in his mind, a childish prank. But even with you acting up, his tolerance was low. Since he had clear rules and was upfront about what he expected of you; going against those things seemed like a clear act of rebellion.

You ignored him more in a playful way than in anger after he had teased you in front of his friends and embarrassed you. Unfortunately, you didn't get to do it right then and there but maybe it was best not to do it in front of his loved ones since you had no idea what his reaction would be like.

So, instead, you pushed him away when he tried to hug you once you got home. He called after you, '' Y/n? ''

After no response he followed you down the hall where he found you sitting on the couch, eyes glued to whatever was on the TV.

'' What's wrong? ''

Your lips were sealed tight, but if you looked close enough you could see them trembling as they were holding back a smile. He came around and stopped in front of you.

He started blocking the TV. You sighed and rolled your eyes, attempting to glare up at him. Immediately he scowled at your attitude and his voice dropped.

'' What the fuck are you doing? Why aren't you answering me? ''

Even though your whole body froze in fear, you stood your ground, refusing to give up so easily.

'' I'm gonna give you three seconds to stop this or God help me I will-''

Your eyes widened. His fist clenched hanging to his sides and you knew he probably wanted to say, 'slap you'.

'' One...'' your lips parted, yet nothing came out as you hesitated again. '' Two...''

'' Three- ''

'' No! Please, I'm sorry. I was just joking! '' you blurted out breathlessly.

A tense silence overtook the dramatic theatrics until a scoff disrupted it. You raised your head and looked at him cautiously.

'' I don't care. You're still getting punished for trying to pull something stupid like that on me. ''

Jihoon

It was too risky to do the thing your friends pushed you to do, but you did it anyway, foolishly enough.

They had no idea how your boyfriend really was behind closed doors. Innocently they suggested you ignore him to ' teach him a lesson ' for not letting you go out with them for longer than an hour.

You bit down on your lip so hard in anxiety that it almost started bleeding in the cab home. It was impossible to say no. If you did, they might question how controlling Jihoon really was and if not, then well...you'd face his wrath instead.

The thing was, you had no way to escape it. When you were just about to leave they pressed themselves into the car and insisted you should do it that night and that they would come with you for moral support.

The plan was that they'd confront him and then after, you'd go inside and ignore him.

Your legs were shaking as you slowly ascended the stairs and you knew it wasn't due to the gust of cold wind brushing past. He was definitely still up since he had ordered for you to come home so early; and he was probably positioned near the door so he could greet you and berate you with questions as soon as you'd step in.

You dreaded seeing his face. Just the sight of your drunk friends giggling behind you would probably irritate him to the point he'd consider killing them. But then the fact that you were encouraged to stand up against him would really be the cherry on top.

Even as the door creaked open, you had perfectly predicted how it would all go down. His small smile when opening the door, then replaced with a twitch of annoyance as your friends stumbled into his view.

'' You brought your friends, '' he said, not sounding very amused.

'' Yes...they um- '' you inhaled shakily, '' They weren't really happy with you. ''

His eyebrow rose and his lips stretched into a very faint smirk, barely concealing his anger.

'' Oh really? ''

'' You're too strict with her. She's an adult, she can make her own decisions, '' your friend chimed in.

He looked at her with disdain as she struggled to keep herself upright and leaned on your other friend. You started to feel even more uncomfortable.

'' I think you guys should go, it's getting late. ''

But your friends had more to say and waved you off.

'' You're a shit boyfriend. ''

'' She deserves someone better. ''

Fuck - it was going way too far.

You knew that by this point, he'd definitely punish you afterward, but you didn't want it to be super bad so you attempted to put your foot down again; by stepping into the apartment and fake laughing.

'' I'll text you, bye! ''

They didn't really get a chance to throw in more insults because you firmly closed the door behind you and then turned to him, that nervous smile on your face again.

'' Sorry. Please don't mind them. I didn't tell them anything...about us.''

'' What would you tell them? ''

He was testing you, seeing if you'd say he was toxic and treated you horribly. Sensing that he caught you off guard, he chuckled.

'' Let's go. If you think I'm letting you get off easy after that, you're fucking crazy. ''

Yoshi

The full 24 hours are not likely to pass. At first, he was confused but shrugged it off; he had better things to care about during the day than your attitude which he could deal with later. Then, as more time passed and he realized you weren't giving up the act even as he came home from work, he'd be irritated.

'' Y/n, come here. I'm home. ''

You heard it very clearly since you always knew what time he came home from work, but this time it was different. Your eyes continued scanning over the book page even though you were barely processing it, your body was on edge.

A few seconds passed with only the sound of the ticking clock to fill the dreadful silence. Then footsteps, followed by your boyfriend standing in the doorway.

His eyebrows were knit and he was scowling heavily. '' Why didn't you answer? ''

He picked up the book you were reading and you held back a protesting whine. Silently you watched him turn it over in his hands and then scoff.

'' Was it really that interesting? ''

On the surface he seemed fine but you had learned to read him very well. You saw through it and felt your body go rigid when you realized, very belatedly, that Yoshi was pissed off by your prank.

'' Sorry, '' you pathetically mumbled quietly.

His head snapped up, eyes narrowing like a predator and without any hint of amusement on his face.

'' That's not enough. ''

Junkyu

He's a pretty sweet boyfriend who is often patient, calm, and understanding, so naturally, he'd give you space. In the process of doing that, he'd most likely obsess over why you were treating him that way though, and eventually spiral into self-hate.

He would let the full 24 hours pass, but make a point by sighing loudly and pouting whenever you two were in the same room.

There were rarely times when Junkyu would do something to upset you, and there hadn't been a reason this time either. Honestly, you just wanted to upset him a little because he was cute and because you were bored.

This is another reason why he reacted so strongly. Your boyfriend called out to you when the food he'd prepared was ready. Sitting down to eat, his smile quickly faded when none of his remarks or attempts at small talk were acknowledged.

'' Did I do something? '' he asked in a small voice.

You held back a reaction and didn't say anything or even look up at him. It was as if he didn't exist at all. He must've picked up on that feeling too, because after that he didn't say anything else.

He joined you in eating his food silently and then put the plates away before walking to another room, leaving you alone for about an hour.

When he came back, he had a gloomy look on his face. His eyes didn't search for yours like they usually did. He just went to grab something and then left again.

Your heart ached in regret upon seeing him shift so suddenly due to your own actions.

'' I'm sorry, I'm not actually mad at you. I was just joking. ''

You felt tears start to poke your eyes. The guilt had been eating you up inside the more time that passed. His eyes looked puffy and red. A sniffle told you it hadn't been long since he last cried, and his voice broke, '' Really? Are you sure? ''

The next day you'd better shower him in love, and apologize profusely for the next few days.

Jaehyuk

He blinked at you in confusion but cunningly caught on quickly that you were playing a game. A childish grin would spread on his face as he asked for confirmation.

'' Are you playing a game right now? ''

Your silence didn't irritate him, instead, he nodded and pursed his lips, coming closer to you.

'' I'll do it too then. May the best one win! ''

It was unlike him to want to play childish games. He was usually pretty serious and at times strict, acting almost 10-20 years older than he actually was.

You stared after him with a gaping mouth. Then you laughed and shook your head. You weren't exactly complaining though since you'd been a bit nervous to try pranking him.

The day ended up becoming quite enjoyable. You two laughed a lot and tried to make the other person speak by catching them off guard or tickling them.

It was one of the more normal days you'd had where you felt like an actual couple, and at the end of it, it left you with a warm fuzzy feeling in your stomach.

Even you were surprised that Jaehyuk could make you feel those feelings, but it seemed like he was also a little shocked with himself. The whole thing seemed to have bonded you on both sides and when the 24 hours were up you got entangled in a passionate kiss.

Asahi

Very petty. He'd time the whole thing as soon as he caught on to what you were doing and then give you a little surprise when the full 24 hours were up.

He didn't really have any difficulty during those hours. However, on the inside, he was enraged and muttering to himself about how stupid and annoying you were being; only his revenge was keeping him in check.

You thought it was a bit odd, expecting a bigger reaction from him and unfortunately not stopping before it got too far. You enjoyed the time alone you got from this, cooking whatever you wanted to eat and watching whatever show you wanted to see for once.

When it was time for bed, he still hadn't said a word to you since he tried to hold your hand while walking and you had brushed him off. He asked you what was wrong and if he hadn't seen the smile you tried to hide, he might've blamed himself.

'' Hey, wake up. ''

You squinted at the bright light shining on your face and rolled over on your stomach. '' Just five more minutes. ''

Yoshi sighed but wore a smile when he sat down on the bed. The warm gesture of him stroking your hair like he always did so comfortingly, quickly turned cold as he began speaking again.

'' Did you have fun? Ignoring me for a whole day. I bet you did, but after a few days, you'll learn to never do something like that again. ''

'' What? What do you mean? ''

'' For the next four days, you won't exist to me. Did you forget I give back four times as hard? ''

Doyoung

Another sweeter boyfriend who would be lost like a puppy due to your behavior. The two of you were out shopping when the idea came to you.

You made it very obvious that it was pretty playful and didn't flat-out ignore his existence, because you knew that would've broken his heart.

When he turned to ask you what you thought of a plushie, you crossed your arms dramatically and pouted.

'' Baby? What's wrong? '' his smile dropped.

The shopping spree would be cut short, with no items having been bought. Outside, he glanced disinterested at the other shops and then dragged you to the car.

Silence filled the space. Your poor boyfriend looked like he was panicking. His eyes flickered around while he tried to find the right words that would make you talk again.

'' Did I do something? ''

'' Should I have bought it without asking? ''

'' Did you not like the shop? ''

But no matter how hard or long he tried, he discovered he'd have no luck. He licked his lips and leaned back against the car seat with closed eyes.

'' Whatever it is. I'm sorry. ''

You had the opportunity to look at him and laugh at his cuteness now that he wasn't paying you any attention. However, your heart would soon feel a twinge of pain at the sight of a tear sliding down his cheek.

Doyoung wiped it away and turned his head which made it hurt even more. You weren't enjoying the prank now. He didn't want you to see him upset so he tried to hide it from you.

When he sniffled he cleared his throat loudly and turned fully, propping the door open quickly so he could get out.

'' I just need some fresh air. I'll be back soon. ''

He walked a few meters away from the car and when his head started drooping and his shoulders shook, you bit your lip guilty. When he'd come back you would apologize and kiss him.

Haruto

Will lose his temper and probably react violently. If that still didn't work, he'd do anything in his power to get you to give in; lock you into a room, not give you food and water, make your boss fire you or kick you out of school, flirt with girls in front of you, get you drunk, etc.

In short, he did not give a fuck how or what consequences it might have - he is making you give him the respect he is worthy of getting no matter what.

After you ignored him when he told you to pass him something for the second time, he started up on his feet and shot daggers your way.

'' Get up. ''

Seeing that you didn't move, he counted down from three under his breath and then heaved you up with a strong grip around your arm.

'' What the fuck do you think you're doing? ''

You feigned an innocent look, but with sealed lips. His eyes narrowed and he scoffed.

'' Playing a game? ''

The corners of your mouth tugging upwards ever so slightly was caught by Haruto and answered his question. A smug look came over his face.

'' Alright. Let's play. ''

He then left the house, leaving you to wonder what he was doing. The more time that passed, the more anxious you got. His games were never any lighthearted and fun ones.

An image of your family and friends popped into your head, making your breath hitch as you reached for your phone. You sent them each a text and waited while pacing around the house.

After about twenty minutes, your phone pinged.

Mom: hey, honey

Mom: is everything okay?

You read the messages over and over, the crease in your forehead deepening every time you did so. Something was wrong. Your mom never called you any nicknames or showed much affection overall. It was a wound you had and something that someone knew about.

Cursing under your breath, you ran out of the house and all the way over to your parents' where you found your mom tied up on a chair. Haruto was leaning against the table with a big grin on his face as he typed away on her phone.

Jeongwoo

Irritated immediately and snapped back at you which made you jump back in surprise. He had always had a bad temper ever since you started dating him, which at this point had only been two months. But his anger had never been directed at you before, because you tiptoed around him carefully as to not upset him.

With a lighthearted joke like this though, you hadn't expected him to react the way he did. He looked at you as if you had just cheated on him after you turned away when he kissed you; and that's exactly where his rage-filled mind went.

'' Are you cheating on me? ''

Despite still sticking to your plan, your eyes widened visibly at his strange accusation. He approached you.

'' Why aren't you answering me? It's a simple question- yes or no? ''

Should you really push it further?

The look in his eyes told you that he wasn't really someone you should mess with when he's angry, and really you knew that from before due to seeing him fight all kinds of guys. It was breaking your heart that he had that same look of burning hatred directed at you now though, as if you were just like them.

'' I'll explain, '' you sighed and rubbed your temple.

The whole thing had made you tired and a slight throbbing in your head warned of an oncoming headache, it was best to end it here.

'' I wasn't actually angry or upset at you. It was this stupid joke thing I saw online that girlfriends did to their boyfriends. ''

His face turned blank. '' Fine. Good, '' he awkwardly pressed out and cleared his throat.

For the rest of the day, you'd have to walk on your toes, because although he didn't punish you for the prank; he'd be extremely moody and probe you, waiting for you to mess up so he actually could.

Junghwan

He rolled his eyes at first and then walked away, eventually leaving the house. Several hours would pass without a word from him, leaving you a bit speechless because it was definitely not what you had planned.

Right as the sun started setting, he finally came home. He threw several glances your way to try and figure out if you were still going to ignore him.

He could tell it wasn't anything serious since you kept eye contact and looked at him deliberately when he spoke, you just didn't respond.

But it was annoying nonetheless and felt disrespectful. Testing how far you were willing to go, he said, '' Let's break up. ''

Without thinking you blurted out, '' What? ''

Junghwan smirked, happy and self-pleased that he had outsmarted you so easily. Now there was no point in continuing the prank anymore so you just sighed and gave up.

'' Are you serious? ''

'' Ah...now you're talking? ''

'' Answer me. Why would we break up? ''

'' You seem angry at me and won't respond. Why would I want to date someone who can't even communicate properly? ''

It was starting to sound serious, you were unsure if he was just fucking with you due to you ignoring him or if he actually had come up with that during his walk outside.

''I was just kidding. It was supposed to be a prank. ''

'' Aren't pranks supposed to be funny? ''

You felt your cheeks burn red in embarrassment.

'' Yeah, it wasn't very fun. You were gone the whole time. ''

'' Not quite, just a few hours. Happy to know you missed me that much though. ''

You laughed and this time it was your turn to roll your eyes.

Yedam

He felt a wave of emotions, but the biggest one was concern. After asking you why you were ignoring him for the fifth time, his delusional side came out instead.

You weren't ignoring him because you were mad at him - no, you were sick! He must hurry to the hospital to get you treated for whatever disease you had.

After snickering to yourself about the look on his face after you ignored him so blatantly, you went off on your own to take a nap. When you woke up again, you almost gasped in shock when you discovered you were moving.

Yedam was carrying you, running with you in his arms. He only gave you a pitiful look when he glanced down and saw that you were awake, nothing seemed to shake whatever he was stressed about away.

'' Don't worry. Go back to sleep, you will be okay, '' he whispered, shushing you like you were a child.

You winched at the bright hospital lights above and buried yourself into his chest. He managed to grab hold of a nurse near the entrance and loudly shouted at her.

'' My girlfriend needs help. She's sick- something's wrong with her! ''

The poor nurse jumped back in surprise and clutched her chest. A few seconds of awkward eye contact passed before she gave in and ushered you to a room.

You felt confused, the grogginess from sleep seemed to wear off a lot slower than you'd anticipated, it was almost like someone had drugged you...

Mashiho

He'd look at you without an ounce of amusement in his face. It only appeared after he stood still and thought for a moment, then said something else.

'' If you don't want to talk to me then I will find someone who does. ''

Your face twisted uncontrollably in confusion. He hadn't exactly said anything wrong but the way he said it, almost pointedly at every word, made you shiver and feel uncomfortable for what was to come.

Your confusion would be answered after about two hours of radio silence from him. At the door, you waited to greet him like always, only to end up looking dumbfounded as a beautiful woman stepped in front of him.

'' Who are you? ''

She paid you no mind and her glancing back at Mashiho who gave her a small smile, told you that he had instructed her to do that.

Your boyfriend came in afterwards, very nonchalant looking for what drama he had just created for something so petty. You directed your rage at him since she didn't want to answer you.

'' Who is she? ''

'' Now you want to talk to me? '' he snickered, '' Too bad it's too late. ''

'' Answer me! '' you screamed at the top of your lungs.

The woman flinched and let out a small gasp but Mashiho stood unmoved, only raising an eyebrow, like he had expected this, which only made it sting even more.

'' Are you cheating on me? ''

'' I didn't know talking to someone was cheating. ''

Your lips thinned and your chin began to tremble.

'' Why did you bring her home then? ''

He stepped closer to you, the smile gone in an instant and the close proximity forced you to push your back against the wall.

'' To teach you a lesson. ''

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Hello!! I hope we can be good friends <3 can I request a fluff #5,#8, #16 for yedam？

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↳ a/n: hi! of course you can request that! thank you for being my first request ^_^ ↳ request: 5. “i think you should kiss me.“, 8. “are you going to kiss me again? please say yes.“, 16. “is that my shirt?“ ↳ genre: fluff, established relationship ↳ warnings: none ↳ word count: 804 ; scenario

On any normal night, you would be crawling into bed at exactly 11 pm, wanting to get as much sleep as you could before the next day. Your schedule lately had been extremely taxing and you really cherished the time that you would lay on the cool pillow and wait for sleep to come.

But it wasn't a normal night, not when Yedam texted you, asking you to come over as soon as you could. Even he knew of your routine and the fact that he had said that, the urgency seeping through his words, you knew he was serious.

So you did what any good significant other would, immediately threw on your shoes and prepared to take the short walk to his dorm. It wasn't too late and if Yedam needed you then there was no way you would just ignore him.

As you ascended the stairs to his dorm, you sent him a quick text, letting him know you were almost there. The other members could be sleeping already and you didn't want to wake anyone up by ringing the bell.

Your boyfriend's sleepy figure met you immediately as you came into view of the entrance to his home. Of course he was smiling, he tried not to let it show when he was exhausted but you knew him too well. There were dark bags under his eyes and he had quite a few bandaids on his legs, presumably from practice.

"Is that my shirt?" Yedam's voice was quiet, the smiling becoming a bit more real as he looked at the fabric draped over your shoulders. It was a shirt that he had left at your place some time ago and you always loved the soft fabric and the fact that you could lightly smell his cologne, so you kept it.

"Well, yea. You left it at my apartment a while ago and never asked for it back." You weren't really embarrassed, he was your boyfriend after all, but the way he looked at you made you chuckle nervously.

"You look really good in it, angel." His hand reached out for yours, pulling you into the dorm and locking the door. Wordlessly he brought you to his room, sitting on the bed and motioning for you to follow.

Silence washed over you two for a few moments before Yedam giggled, grabbing your hand and resting his head on your shoulder. The sigh he let out was one you felt he had been holding in for a while. His thumb rubbed across your knuckles as he spoke, his eyes focusing on the way you gripped his hand back.

"Sorry for calling you here so late, I know you were probably about to go to sleep but I just missed you and wanted you by my side." When he finished his sentence, he let go of your hand, climbing up on his bed and opening his arms in a silent invitation.

His lap was your favorite place to sit. When his arms were wrapped around you and his eyes were focused on you, you felt as if nothing else mattered. Face to face, you were your most vulnerable self with Yedam and you were sure he could say the same thing. As you settled yourself, you were careful not to touch his bandaids, not wanting to hurt him.

"It's okay, Damie. I'm glad you called me here, I would use any excuse to see you." Your hands rested lightly on his shoulders, your eyes drooping just a bit from sleep trying to take over but you fought it back for a moment.

"I think you should kiss me." Yedam whispered, his eyes now showing a bit of life and ambition. He always loved to ask things like that and you were not one to deny him of his suggestions.

Your lips slotted perfectly against his, and you felt his warmth surround you for a moment. Not wanting to get caught up in anything, you pulled away almost too quickly, finding it funny that Yedam's mouth now sported a very cute pout.

Silence again as you looked at him pouting, almost asking for another kiss, and as much as you wanted to go along with his ideas, you were starting to feel your muscles relax. Sleep was about to overcome you and you just wanted to lay in your boyfriend's arms and fall asleep.

"Are you going to kiss me again?" Yedam asked, his face inching closer to yours, "Please say yes."

"If I say yes, can we cuddle and go to sleep after?" You laughed almost too loud as he nodded his head, the light in his eyes shining as opposed to just twenty minutes earlier when he looked like a walking zombie.

"Deal." Yedam said, before diving in once again to your lips.

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TREASURE'S REACTION WHEN THEIR IDOL PARTNER IS SHIVERING AT AN AWARD SHOW

treasure x gn!reader | wc : 0.7k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationships, idol au, fluff, use of pet names, mild cursing | request — hi so i really like your blog's i'm wondering if i could request so if i could my request is treasure reaction when their idol s/o is shivering at an award show take your time

JIHOON, JUNKYU, MASHIHO, HARUTO

💎 as soon as he saw you rubbing your arms and the goosebumps on your skin, he’d frown, kinda sad you couldn’t even properly enjoy an award show because of your outfit

💎 so he’d do whatever was possible to keep you warm

💎 the decision was simple, really

💎 his beloved was cold and he was going to give you his coat

💎 oh, he didn’t have a coat? you best bet he will make another member take theirs off and offer it to you

💎 he gave zero fucks if this would become the headliner the next day

💎 because honestly who tf in their right mind would make you wear such flimsy clothing in negative degree weather

💎 there would definitely be clips on the internet of him shoving his hot-packs into your hands because you kept refusing to take them

💎 “oh to be him or to be y/n, that is the question” exhibit a of the tweets of that night

💎 would even go the extra mile and inform the award show staff about your group’s members, if everyone of y’all are feeling cold

💎 will make sure you guys get enough blankets and hot-packs to keep yourself warm until the end of the show

💎 “just take the damn jacket, y/n. i don’t want you to get sick.”

HYUNSUK, ASAHI, DOYOUNG, JEONGWOO

💎 oh, your timbers are being shivered at an award show and you don’t know what to do except rub your arms to keep warm?

💎 well, don’t fear because your boyfriend is here

💎 xdjgsd jokes on you truly if you thought he went anywhere without a jacket on him

💎 he’s the type to wear some long-sleeved outerwear even when people are sweating buckets because he knows you get cold easily

💎 so this time was absolutely no different

💎 as soon as he saw you a few seats away, shuddering from the cold of the stadium, he would get down to work

💎 either he was already wearing an extra jacket or would have been carrying one around, waiting for this exact moment because he knew it would happen sooner or later

💎 he’d call for a staff member and hand them the jacket along with some extra hotpacks, telling them to give it to you

💎 as soon as the staff member came towards you with the items, you didn’t even need to ask to know who it was from—there was only one person who knew you this well

💎 you’d look around for your boyfriend, sending him a smile from afar until you could thank him properly when you next saw him

💎 “i will never know why you don’t wear long-sleeves when you get so cold easily. you are lucky i know you, love.”

YOSHI, JAEHYUK, YEDAM, JUNGHWAN

💎 i don’t think they’d proper notice if you are shivering because they are just tryna have a good time at the award show

💎 and if anything, yk that treasure have a good time at award shows

💎 but when you are able to just shoot him a text about freezing to death or you end up meeting him on the way to the bathroom, he’d definitely be concerned

💎 a lot of “are you okays” and “are you sures”

💎 doesn’t exactly know what he can do to help you, so he’d probably turn to his leaders for some idea

💎 listening to their suggestions, he’ll ask a staff member to provide you with some blankets and a hotpack — and will continue to check in with you for the night

💎 if he sees that you and your group are all sitting right under the aircon, he’ll ask his members if they are alright with exchanging seats with you guys before letting you know

💎 and if you end up exchanging seats, he'll be in full smiles for the entire night

💎 because you'd be sending him little "thank you" messages constantly, and it'd make him super content

💎 whenever he turned to look at y'all and see you guys fully enjoying the night, he'd feel accomplished, glad everyone is having a good time

💎 "i'm always down to help you out, okay, babes? just let me know and i will do whatever i can."

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Teume Cafe Mini-Series Masterlist

pairings: yedam x reader, mashiho x reader (choose your own ending)

a/n: i'm so so so excited to say that @milkybonya and I will be creating a mini series together! it'll be a choose your own ending, with yedam, mashiho, or you ending up alone as the finish! stay tuned!

Teaser: The Intro

Part 1: I Just Met You...But You Mocha Me Crazy

Part 2: I Think I Like You a Latte

Mashiho Ending: We're Meant to Bean

Yedam Ending: Sereni-Tea

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youre back!!! can i request fluff #26 with yedam💞

✦ (fluff) 26. “my lipgloss is all over your lips.” ✦ makeout session, a bit suggestive?, also pretty fluffy, lowercase intended

hanging out with yedam was a weekly thing for you. at least one or two days a week you would be over at the dorms or yedam would walk the short distance to your house and you would enjoy the other’s presence for a couple of hours. it never lasted very long, mostly due to both of your busy schedules, but just the fact that you made time for each other caused your heart to speed up a half a beat.

but as soon as you knocked on the door to the dorm, seeing yedam open it and welcome you in with a hug and kiss on the forehead, you felt things were different. the mood was softer yet more serious at the same time. it felt like when yedam asked you to be his significant other, a sweet tension in the air that didn’t feel bad in any way.

it wasn’t until yedam took you to the living room, sitting down on the couch and offering to watch a tv show he recently found and wanted to show you, that you realized the others weren’t there. it wasn’t often that you were completely alone together, but you found yourself buried in his arms, laughing along to a tv show while you listened to yedam’s heartbeat under your ear.

“are you asleep, dear?” yedam’s whisper came from above you and out of sheer curiosity, you stayed silent, pretending to be asleep. a few heartbeats went by before he started talking again. 

“i hope you know how special you are to me. we’ve only been dating for 6 months but i think about you all the time. you’re the first person that i’ve felt this way about and that makes me feel warm inside.” you fought the smile on your face as you listened, hoping the speed of your heart wouldn’t give you away. “i’m too nervous to say this stuff while you’re awake but i promise one day i will.”

“you already did.” lifting your head up from it’s position on his chest, you giggled at the way yedam’s mouth had fallen open and the pink tint that fell across his face. it was adorable how he reacted since he got caught, it was the same face when you admitted to liking him as well.

suddenly yedam turned serious, his gaze flicking from your lips back up to your eyes. the one arm that was wrapped around you pulled you closer, and your nose brushed against your boyfriends. the air between you was hot, his fingers lightly stroking your arm and it was like there was a magnetic pull towards him. 

before he could even ask permission, you connected your lips, gasping slightly at how different this kiss felt from all the previous ones. his lips were smooth, gliding over yours and you closed your eyes, wanting to enjoy the moment. 

gently, as if he was hesitant, you felt yedam tug you a bit, the hand what wasn’t around you falling to your thigh. he pulled you slightly and you got the message, swinging your leg around so yedam’s legs were trapped between your own. gingerly, you sat down on his thighs, enjoying the way the kiss never seemed to stop. your arms wrapped around his neck, fingers playing with the hair at the nape.

it wasn’t until you felt yedam’s tongue poke at your bottom lip that you felt your body heat up in realization. you had never made out with yedam before, too afraid to take things too far and make him uncomfortable. of course you had thought about it before, maybe even imagined it, but this was leagues better than you imagined and you didn’t want it to end.

opening your mouth, you enjoyed the way yedam’s tongue explored your mouth, tangling with your own and you tentatively joined in, the slow brush of your tongues together making you almost smile into the kiss.

after what seemed like eternity but you guessed was only a few minutes, you pulled away, chest heaving slightly as you looked yedam in the eyes. you saw surprise, enjoyment and nervousness. his fingers tapped a rhythm in your sides and you smiled at him, laughing while leaning forward to press a quick kiss to his nose.

“wow.” he breathed out, his cheeks even darker than before.

“yeah.” you replied, hands moving from behind his neck to cup his cheeks. “you know i feel the same about you, right? you make me really happy, damie.” 

“good because i would be really embarrassed if you kissed me like that and didn’t feel the same” 

“oh also yedam?”

“yeah?”

“you might wanna clean up a bit before the other members get here.” you chuckled when you saw confusion and fear flash through yedam’s eyes.

“why?”

“my lip gloss is all over your lips and i’m pretty sure you don’t wanna have to explain that to hyunsuk or jihoon.”

[milkybonya]

Teume Cafe Part 2: I think I like you a latte

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written by milky :]

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That night, you decide it’s time to stay up, stay awake, and grind it out for finals. The mocha you had was still keeping you awake (was it the mocha or was it Mashiho and the Teume cafe?) so you took that as a sign to get to work.

You have everything laid out. Your book, your notes, your pens, your laptop. You even have a random episode of Racket Boys playing--hearing the soundtrack and the characters’ voices is somehow your white noise for studying.

So you’re ready! You’re all set!! So… why isn’t it working? You stare at the words on your notes and your vision blurs, your mouth hangs open and your mind goes right back to the Teume cafe. Mashiho and his gorgeous hair...no! You have to study. But, you’re so curious. You want to meet Haruto to judge for yourself if he deserves the Cafe Prince award. And who was Yedam, hiding in the shadows?

This wasn’t going to work.

You get up, pack your things and head to the Teume Cafe. Heck, if you were going to spend your precious study time thinking about the café, then might as well just head there. You check their hours online first, and seeing they’re open late, you sigh in relief before continuing on your journey.

When you get there, you’re suddenly nervous. You can see inside--someone else is at the counter instead of Mashiho, but his silhouette looks familiar. Yedam?

Your curiosity overtakes your nervousness and you storm inside.

“Welcome to Teume Cafe--oh! Weren’t you here earlier today?” Yedam asks.

Gosh, the way he grins at you, the way his soft locks are falling into his eyes has you feeling dizzy. Why is every worker here so damn pretty?

“I was… and you must be Yedam,” you say, somewhat shyly.

Yedam’s cheeks are dusted pink as he replies, “either you saw me this morning, too, or you’re just reading my name tag.”

“Name tag? Oh, I didn’t even see it!”

Yedam laughs, leaning against the counter.

“So, what can I get for you? Another mocha?”

Your heart races. He remembered your order?! Even while he was sat in the corner when you came in?

“A-actually.. I think I’m down to try something else,” you say, “something that pairs well with the strawberry creme scone.”

“I’d suggest a nutella latte! It’ll be like having nutella and strawberries,” Yedam explains.

You nod, “I’ll try it!”

Yedam punches in the order and fetches the scone for you, neatly placing it on a plate.

“Just be careful with how much coffee you have in a day,” he says sweetly, pushing the scone towards you.

“Are you seriously concerned about me right now?” you ask in disbelief.

Yedam shrugs.

“As much as you want to come see us, one cup of coffee a day should be the max. If you come more than once, get a tea or smoothie the second time!”

“You’re the one who suggested the nutella latte,” you say, playfully squinting at the boy who hasn’t stopped smiling at you.

“You’re the one who asked for suggestions to pair with the scone… and you didn’t have to get a latte!” Yedam points out, tilting his head to one side.

You shake your head at the boy and go take a seat, pulling out your notes.

“If you’re here to study, I’ll be your DJ for the night!” Yedam calls from behind the counter as he makes your drink.

Suddenly, the music changes to something calmer, something easy to study to. You’re so focused on your notes that you don’t hear Yedam calling out to you with your order. He brings it to you and you stare at the latte art--is it a heart or are you hallucinating?

“Good luck!” he tells you with a smile.

As you study, Yedam cleans up and shuts off the machines, but not once does he tell you to leave because they’re closing. Even when an hour has passed since they’re closing time, he sits there, headphones on and stealing glances at you every now and then. He only approaches you to wake you up once you’ve fallen asleep, telling you to go home.

He only closes the Teume cafe after he sees you’ve safely left.

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