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mirisss · 25 days ago

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One Pact reaction to their s/o being stressed about uni/college

One Pact reaction to their s/o being stressed about university/college

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Wordcount ≈ 2.1k

Warnings: stress, anxiety, not eating because of stress, crying,

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Jongwoo (426 words)

Jongwoo was worried. Very worried. At first, he was happy to see you so focused on your studies, the upcoming exam was a tough one, so he tried to give you space to focus on studying. But now, a week later, there was a growing concern in him, because each day, you seemed to wake up earlier, come to bed later, and eat less and less. The bags under your eyes grew larger and larger. Jongwoo didn’t want to disturb you, he knew how much school meant to you, but he couldn’t stand by any longer, you needed to eat and rest.

Jongwoo went out and bought your favorite food, snacks, and drinks. He hoped that your favorite things would be enough to steal you away from your notes and studying for an hour or two. He returned home and prepared all the food and everything in the living room, putting on your favorite show. He then walked over to the room where you were sitting, nose-deep in the same book he had seen all week.

“Hey, babe, darling, time for dinner,” Jongwoo walked over to where you were sitting, leaning down and whispering in your ear. “I’ll eat later, I need to finish this chapter,” Jongwoo frowned, not happy with your response. Jongwoo dragged your chair backward, away from the desk in front of you. You put the book down in shock at his action, glaring at him. “I’m sorry, but you’ve barely been eating this week, or sleeping, I’m worried and I want you to eat, it will help you study better if you actually eat and sleep,” You stopped glaring at him, finally feeling the exhaustion all over your body and the hunger slowly creeping in.

“A break might actually be good,” Jongwoo smiled, feeling relief as you agreed to eat and rest. He held your hand as the two of you walked over to the living room. You felt like crying seeing so many of your favorite things prepared, Jongwoo knew exactly what you needed at a time like this. The two of you sat down on the couch, your stomach rumbling with anticipation of finally being fed, Jongwoo started the series, and you began eating.

A while later, once you were done eating, the two of you were lying on the couch, cuddling, and before you knew it, you were falling asleep. “Thank you for everything, Woo, you’re the best,” Jongwoo leaned down, leaving a kiss on the crown of your head, happy that he could take care of his partner.

Jay (560 words)

Jay wouldn’t notice at first, he would be so busy with his own stuff that it would take him a few days until he starts to notice your absence. Not eating breakfast together, not messaging him about eating lunch, or eating dinner together. Then he would start to notice that your side of the bed always seemed untouched in the morning like you never came to bed. So he decided to stay awake one night and wait for you, the clock kept ticking on but you never came. That’s when Jay began feeling worried, how long had it been since you slept? How much have you been eating? How long did it take him to notice?

Jay walked out of the bedroom and over to the office, he found his beloved partner crying in front of the computer, with textbooks all over the desk and half the floor, tissues and papers laid crumbled up all over the place. His heart broke seeing the love of his life so sad. “Hey, it’s okay, wanna talk about what’s going on?” He walked over so he was standing beside your chair, you looked up at him and only cried harder. Needing the comfort of your boyfriend but not knowing how to ask for it. As soon as the crying increased, Jay leaned down and enveloped you in a loving hug. “It’s okay, shh, come on, let’s go and lay down on the bed,”

Jay helped you stand up from the chair, your legs were wobbly and shaking both from exhaustion and the lack of food for the last couple of days. Jay wrapped an arm around your waist to help steady you in case your legs gave out, he walked you over to the bedroom, the mere sight of your bed only made you cry harder. Jay laid down beside you, still holding you tight, he knew that you needed the closeness right now.

“I understand that you want to do your best when it comes to studying, it’s the same for me with singing, but you have to take care of yourself as well, you’re always on me making sure I eat and sleep enough, I’m sorry that I haven’t been as good at taking care of you, but please, no matter how stressed you are, you have to eat and sleep,” “I’m sorry, Jay, I’m just so stressed, I don’t think I’ll pass this exam, I keep reading and doing everything I can to understand this topic but I just, I just don’t. I don’t understand it, and if I don’t pass this exam, I’ll be kicked out of the program for next semester because I need to pass this one to continue,” Jay tried to soothe you as you began crying even harder, he gently caressed your hair as he kissed your forehead.

“Hey, shhh, come on, you’re like the smartest person I know, I have heard you say this 100 times, that you don’t understand a topic and then you ace the exam, I believe the same thing will happen this time, but only if you rest and eat well, or that brain of yours is going to collapse, we’ll take a nap now and then when we wake up, you have to promise me that you’ll eat something, okay?” “I promise, thank you for caring about me, Jay,”

Seongmin (317 words)

Seongmin is attentive, he knows how you get around exam time so he makes sure to write down every date of your exams so that he is prepared to take care of you. He knows that once you have an exam, you will zero in on it, not being able to focus on anything else, barely sleeping, eating only snacks and bars, not showering, there will only be time for studying in your mind.

To help you, Seongmin will the day before he knows your studying frenzy starts, go and buy a bunch of snacks and healthy bars as well as food that’s easy to eat one-handed, he will also prepare calming tea, and buy some extra calming bath salts. He will do his best to let you focus on studying while he fixes everything else, every other day he will prepare a bath for you, to make sure that you take a break from studying and get some rest, after the bath he knows that you will always be very tired, so you will actually go to bed and sleep for a few hours. You sometimes get annoyed with him as he comes in and out of the room where you are studying, but you also know that he’s just doing this because he loves you.

Once the exams are over, you always try to make it up to him by cooking his favorite dinner or having a spa night where you both can take care of one another. Even if you try to persuade him to let you take care of him, he loves doing things for you, it’s part of his love language, acts of service, so it’s best to just let him do whatever he wants, he loves giving you princess treatment. He appreciates that you try to do the same for him but he feels happiest when he takes care of you.

Tag (420 words)

Tag is a bit like Jay, he doesn’t notice immediately that something is up, he knows how it is to focus on something and lose track of everything else. He can get caught up in the studio just like you can get caught up in studying. It isn’t until he wakes up to quiet sniffles in the middle of the night, that he notices something is wrong.

“Hey, baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to become a bit more conscious. You looked at him, surprised to see him awake, and then you quickly looked away, trying to wipe away your tears. And with a trembling voice, you answered, “It’s nothing, just a dream, don’t worry,” “Something is obviously wrong, you never wake up and cry like this, even if you’ve had a nightmare, so this has to be something bigger than just a dream,” Tag’s voice was calm yet stern, you knew he wouldn’t let this go, knew you too well, he knew that the only way to calm you down was to talk about whatever was causing you to cry.

“I have an exam in a couple of days and all the seniors and the teachers are saying that this is the hardest exam throughout the program, and usually 70% of the class fails this one, what if I fail? I’ve never failed an exam before but you know the last one we did? It was the worst score I’ve ever gotten, what if that was a sign? A sign that I won’t pass this one?” Tag put his hands on your shoulders, turning your body towards him, he looked deep into your eyes. “Take a deep breath for me, okay, on three… 1, 2, 3” You took a deep breath along with Tag, it calmed you down enough to halt the tears that had been streaming down your cheeks. “Alright, now, even if everything keeps saying that it’s the hardest exam or whatever, don’t listen to them, I think 70% fail because they stress too much, they stress more than actually studying, and that won’t help, so calm down, remember to breathe, and just study like you always do, as you said, you’ve never failed an exam before, because you’re good at studying,”

He wiped away the last remaining tears on your cheeks before he leaned in and kissed you. “I love you, no matter how well you do in an exam, remember that you’re more than your grades,”

Yedam (329 words)

Yedam likes to spend time with you, so he hates when exam season comes around because that means he is downgraded to second priority, and studying is bumped up to the highest priority. Yedam hates it. He wishes that exams would cease to exist, but who doesn’t?

Yedam will try his best to do what he can to let you study because he does understand the importance of school to you, but he will also do everything he can to get some attention. Like coming in with snacks, cold water, tea, some ramyun, or tteokbokki every 20 minutes or so. And each time, he will ask for a kiss in return for the snack or drink, two if he brings both a drink and a snack.

It is a bit distracting but you know that he does it with a kind heart, it isn’t easy going from getting almost all your attention all the time to getting barely any, so you understand him, and it’s nice to be taken care of. He’s always ready to come and give you a hug when it gets too stressful, and if you ever ask him to help you study with flashcards or anything of the sort, he will be there, doing his best, giving you a kiss each time you get a question right.

“Yes! That’s correct, kiss time!” “Yedam, this will take 4 hours if you’re gonna kiss me after each one,” “But it’s your reward for getting it right,” He would pout each time you tried to argue with him over the kisses. “Alright, how about this, for every fifth question I get right, you can give me a kiss now, the rest we’ll save for later, like tonight,?” “Deal,” And then he quickly leaned in and placed a kiss on your lips, earning a playful glare from you before the studying continued. With Yedam around, exam season isn’t that stressful because he’s always prepared to help make it easier.

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milkybonya · 2 years ago

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Teume Cafe: Yedam ending: Sereni-tea

masterlist

written by milky ^_^

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.

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.

Taglist: @memilimey8 , @tangylemonade , @reydsworld

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farewelln3verland · 2 years ago

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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

Taglist: @memilimey8 , @tangylemonade (please, feel free to join!)

#treasure fluff #treasure #treasure imagines #mashiho imagines #mashiho #yedam x reader #yedam scenarios #bang yedam

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asahicore · 2 years ago

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treasure reaction :: when their crush kisses them randomly!

pairing. ot12 idol!treasure x reader genre. tooth-rotting fluff and that's it word count. 6.3k a/n. i had gotten a request for this on my previous blog and had only posted the hyung and middle line parts, so this is a repost with the maknae line included as well <3 i had so much fun writing this and i can't wait to write more fluffy headcannons like this in the future.. also some of these are wayyy longer than others don't mind me i got carried away lmao and if u read one of these and think it'd be a good long fic then let me know i'd be more happy to write them out in more detail ok hehe enjoy and don't forget to reblog and lmk what u think please !!!!! xxxx

HYUNSUK. whenever you were around, this man became even more of a giggly mess than he already was. you’d clicked as soon as you’d met and lately, you’d been hanging out more and more, never getting bored of each other but not quite ready to put a label on your relationship just yet. this particular day, you were hanging out at his studio - his flattering excuse to hang out had been that he needed inspiration for his next song and your presence would give him just that. he’d been working on his song for about five minutes when he turned to you, saying he was unable to concentrate with you around. clearly, he hadn’t tried to keep the charade up for long. you told him you’d try to be as undistracting as possible but he shook his head and said he wanted to spend time with you anyway. and that’s how you found yourself engaged in an aegyo battle with hyunsuk, the goal being to make the other cringe as much as possible. you realized right there how whipped you must’ve been for him, considering his aegyo didn’t make you cringe at all, but rather made him all the more endearing to you. so much adoration for him washed over you that, without thinking, you placed your palms on the sides of his face and pressed a kiss to the top of nose. you quickly pulled away, both of your faces turning a deep shade of red as realization of what you’d just done dawned on you. after three seconds of looking stunned, he fell into an umpteenth burst of giggles and asked with a grin, “what was that, y/n?”. you hid your face in your hands and mumbled that it was nothing. “just ignore it,” you said. “i don’t think i want to ignore it,” he said, a smile still playing on his lips, but the lightheartedness of his tone did nothing to hide the meaning behind his words. you felt your breath hitch in your throat as his eyes drifted down from your eyes to your lips, and this, ladies, gentlemen and non-binaries, is how you had your first kiss with choi hyunsuk.

JIHOON. treasure finally had a day off and jihoon had insisted on taking you out for a shopping date. (when he’d called it that, his usual confident facade had crumbled just a bit and his cheeks had reddened as he finally fully admitted to his intentions with you.) you’d told him to spend the day relaxing at the dorms or with his family, but he’d been adamant on taking you out, promising he’d pay for everything and anything you wanted as a thank you for waiting so long to hang out with him. he took you to a shopping mall in the fancy part of seoul and you had one of the best lunches of your life there - you weren’t sure if the food was just that amazing, or if it was because the boy you were with made everything a thousand times better. after that, you’d strolled from boutique to boutique, you too shy to ask for anything, but him making up for that by constantly handing you a bunch of clothes for you to try on. you grew more and more confident as you tried more outfits on, pretending the changing rooms were your personal runway as jihoon clapped for the outfits he particularly liked - although he found you so pretty, you could wear the most disgusting piece of clothing on earth, he’d still think you were incredibly beautiful. by the end of the day, you had a wardrobe full of new amazing outfits, and you wondered how jihoon still had a cent left in his bank account. you insisted on paying for coffee as if that changed anything, and he’d said it wasn’t necessary but he found it endearing how resolute you were about getting him that latte. as you waited in line to order, you noticed how he was carrying all of your bags without a single complaint, and you were just so grateful for him in that moment that you leaned in and pressed a peck to his cheek, muttering a small ‘thank you’ as you pulled away. as soon as he’d felt your lips, his heart had started beating like crazy, but he didn’t want to lose his cool in front of you so he simply looked down at you and said, “i should take you out more often if this is how you’ll thank me.” let’s just say you went on many, many more dates after that.

YOSHI. after not seeing you for a few weeks, yoshi missed you more than he wanted to admit (even though he’d tell anyone who’d listen just how much he missed you). you knew he was busy with comeback preparations and told him you could wait, but one afternoon, he decided to sneak out of practice, knowing he’d get told off by his leaders and managers but missing you too much to care. he made sure you were actually free that day and told you to meet at your favorite hang-out spot, an underground arcade and food court. his heart was pounding at the idea of seeing you again after such a long time, and when his eyes finally found you, arms crossed as you waited for him at the entrance of the building, a huge grin spread onto his face. you could tell something was different by the way he hugged you when he got to your level - the hug was a bit longer, a bit tighter than usual, and you felt your heart swell when you realized that maybe, just maybe, he liked you the same way you liked him. you pulled away after a few seconds, his arms still around you as you smiled at each other. you did all the things you usually did: compete on the dance game machines (he always won) and on the car racing machines (you always won), then tried to win the other a stuffed toy from the claw machines (neither of you ever did), then ate an unhealthy amount of french fries as you sipped on a strawberry milkshake and he on a vanilla one, even though you always stole a bit from each other, and both ended up with a strawberry-vanilla shake. everything you did was the same as usual - but it felt different. his eyes lingered on your face, his hands found a way to sneak themselves around your waist. when you decided to take a few pictures at the photobooth, he insisted that you sit on his lap rather than side by side like usual, and you did, wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you firmly by the waist. after two shots, you decided to take your courage in your hands and finally do something about this tension between the two of you, so you leaned in to press a kiss on his cheek. but he must’ve felt your stare on him, so just as you leaned in close to him, he turned his face, and your lips ended up on his. you both pulled away at the same time, the photobooth taking a picture of your stunned expressions. however, his shock quickly turned into giddiness as he added another coin to start the booth again, and just as the lights went off, he kissed you on the lips, on purpose this time. “that way, we have pictures of our last seconds as friends and of our first seconds as a couple,” he’d explained afterwards.

JUNKYU. this was another normal day for you and your best friend: just hanging out on his bed, laying in increasingly random but comfortable positions, stalking your old classmates on facebook or watching niche asmr videos for hours and ordering your comfort food when your stomach growls became too loud and painful to ignore. this time, you were separately scrolling through tiktok, only ever talking to show the other something you think they’d like. you stumbled upon a new trend, one where two friends sat together and the one making the tiktok kissed their friend when certain lyrics of the song played, hoping they will kiss them back. you glanced at junkyu - maybe he didn’t know the trend, because the sound coming from your phone hadn’t seemed to catch his attention. it painfully reminded you of just how much you’d been wanting to kiss your best friend immediately. how could you not when he was so adorable? wiping the corner of your lips when you ate messily, the way he laughed when you made stupid jokes, his warm hugs whenever you had to go home; it all made you fall more and more for him, but like any person with feelings for their best friend, you knew it was risky to admit them to him. so you stayed quiet - until that day, at least. you thought, “if he doesn’t want to kiss me, at least i can play it off as doing the trend.” so you sat up and asked him to do the same, sitting at the edge of the bed together. you prompted your phone on one of his shelves, making sure the audio and video were cropped right before you pressed play and ignoring him as he bugged you with questions. “you’ll see, just sit there and uh… listen to the audio. listen carefully, okay?” you instructed quietly. he obediently did as told, an excited expression on his face. when he realized he knew this song and what lyrics came next, a huge grin spread onto his lips, and before he knew it, you were leaning in and kissing him. neither of you knew that the other had been waiting for this exact moment, but he kissed you back instantly, even pulling you back in when you started leaning away and smiling into the whole kiss, the tiktok long forgotten as the music played over and over in the background. long story short, this was how make-out sessions became a thing when you and junkyu, your best-friend-turned-boyfriend, hung out.

MASHIHO. finally back home in japan for a month-long break, mashiho was planning on spending as much time with his family and his friend group from high school, which you just so happened to be in. once upon a time, you and mashiho had been very close. it was very obvious to all of your friends that you liked each other, but neither of you had dared to make a move, scared of damaging your friendship, and before you could gather the courage to confess your feelings, he had been whisked away to south korea to finish his training and debut as a member of treasure. this was the first time you saw him in real life and not on a screen in almost two years, but it only took a couple of days for your feelings to come back as if they had never disappeared in the first place - which they probably hadn’t, anyway. it’d been a week since he’d come back, and you were all hanging out at the basketball court of your old high school at 10 pm after having gone out for dinner. most were playing a game of basketball but you and two of your other friends had decided to hang back, saying you’d eaten too much to move around when you really just couldn’t be asked. mashiho, who was used to destroying absolutely everyone on the court, was of course surprised when his friends were able to stop some of his attacks and shoot perfectly even from afar. they took a small break and you told him how they’d practiced during his absence so that they could finally play an actual game against him without being ridiculed. the smirk on mashiho’s face as he said, “alright then, bring it on,” was very unhealthy for your poor heart who started beating a thousand times a minute, the simple action launching a horde of butterflies in your stomach. you watched the game, and more precisely him, with a lot more attention after that, shouting his name for encouragement and clapping when his team won a point. when he winked and waved at you after landing a shot, you really felt like the girlfriend of an american athlete at one of his college games, and you liked that feeling a little too much. you were so invested in this game that when his team finally won, practically all thanks to him, the adrenaline made you jump up from your seat on the ground to run over to him and press a congratulatory kiss to his cheek. this already made everyone cheer louder than the game did, so imagine just how loud your friends were when mashiho, shaking off his surprise, grinned wider, took you by the waist, and kissed you on the lips.

JAEHYUK. similarly to junkyu, i imagine jaehyuk as being a besties before lovers type of guy, except that he really treats you like his girlfriend but just doesn’t have the guts to actually call you that. he always takes you on ‘hangouts’ that are more like dates, facetimes you at random hours of the day and night, calls you pretty whether you’re dressed up or not; he just does everything right, basically. everything but one thing, which is to make things official, and you’d be lying if you said his behavior didn’t worry a little bit. you’d heard too many stories of girls being led on by their friends who act like boyfriends without the label and then turn around and make her think she’s delusional when she asks them about it. you really doubted jaehyuk could act like that, and in your head the worst-case scenario was that he was just oblivious to what he was doing and thought it normal, even though his friends always told you it was as clear as a sunny day he liked you and was just too scared to make the final move. this was why you had made up your mind that on your next date-like meeting with him, you’d finally gather enough courage for the both of you and act on your feelings, whether that meant straight-up confessing or doing something that couldn’t be seen as ambiguous in terms of where you two stood. it hadn’t even been a couple days since you’d taken this decision when he called you, asking if you were free next sunday, his nearest day off. as always, everything went perfectly, from his compliment on your new outfit, to the diner he’d picked out, to the way he made you laugh and your heart skip a beat. jaehyuk, however, wasn’t the type to flirt just to make you happy, but also so he could hear it back, and so he always found ways to make you compliment him as well - the fun part was to tease him and pretend you hadn’t noticed his new haircut or that you didn’t like his outfit that much just to see him pout and then grin widely when you said you were joking and that, yes, he looked very handsome. “oh yeah? so handsome that you wanna kiss me, i bet?” - this was another one of his favorite lines. you usually dismissed him with a roll of your eyes and told him to shut up, but today, you stayed quiet, thinking this might be your chance. he took your silence as flusteredness and added, “oh my god, you totally wanna kiss m-”, but you effectively interrupted him with a quick peck on the lips, shutting him up for good as you leaned back in your seat and continued eating as if nothing happened. he stared at you blankly, mouth slightly open, and touched his fingers to his lips like the female lead in a kdrama. without a word, he leaned in as you did seconds prior and pecked you just as quickly as you had, making you the shocked one this time. “if you get to do it, i get to do it too,” he said, pouting down at his food. when your gazes found each other, you burst into giggles, and after you calmed down, he very cutely threatened “just wait until it’s the two of us. i’ll show you what a real kiss is.” let’s just say that from that day on, there was no hesitation as to whether you two were just friends or dating (hint: it’s the latter).

ASAHI. no matter how much he liked you, asahi had a tendency to get very immersed into whatever he was doing at the moment and sort of forget about your presence in the room. in his own somewhat awkward words, he’d tried to reassure you that it was just because he felt extremely comfortable around you and didn’t feel the need to keep you entertained, that he was happy when you just chilled together, each of you simply doing their own thing. you were usually fine with it too, happy to just be with him, but this one day, you’d gone over to hang out at his dorm so you could spend actual time chatting and hanging out with him, not just scrolling through social media while he worked on his latest painting. you’d whined about it when he started painting but he told you he’d be done in ten minutes. ten minutes passed, then another ten, and another ten. you’d call out to him every now and then but he’d always repeat the same thing - “i’ll be done soon.” your complaints barely reached his ears, your whines earned a mere chuckle, so when you’d had enough, you’d gotten up and said, “fine, guess i’ll just go hang out with jaehyuk then,” sure that that would get his attention. but he just replied with an unbothered, “sure, he’s probably in the kitchen.” you scoffed at his nonchalance, and decided desperate times called for desperate measures, so you stomped over to where he was sitting and pressed an aggressive kiss on his cheek. this finally got his attention and when he looked at you with a stunned expression, you were scared you’d completely overstepped your boundaries - it wasn’t like you two were actually dating, even though every member and their mom were telling you to. but his face immediately softened as he took in your small frown and pout, realizing he’d been very negligent of you. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you. let’s hang out now.” his words already warmed your heart, but when you saw he’d been drawing a picture of you from when you had gone to a park together, you thought you couldn’t get more in love with him. later on, he teased you about your method of getting his attention, but he definitely didn’t complain when you did it again, practically lending you his cheek (because he was too shy to give you his lips) for you to peck.

YEDAM. you realized that bang yedam liked to show off, just a little bit, when he invited you to watch practice at his company building for the fifth time. he liked impressing you with the new intense choreography they’d just learned or with his angelic vocals that never failed to make goosebumps appear on your skin. the members teased him about having ten times more energy when you were around, but your smile and claps as you watched him and the praises you gave him afterwards made it all worth it. he’d liked you since he met you at school - you still remember his trembling hands and his deep blush as he asked you if you wanted to come to his practice for the first time - but seeing you getting along with his members, learning the dance from mashiho, copying hyunsuk’s rap and laughing at asahi’s and jeongwoo’s antics, it all made him like you even more; you fit right in. he asked them what to do about these feelings, and they all advised him that next time he asked you out, it should be just the two of you. yoshi, in all his wisdom, told him that having you over at the company like he usually did was a good idea because it was familiar and comfortable, but that it could be at a time where he practiced individually. doyoung added that he should sing a love song as way of confessing, and everybody groaned at the cheesy idea, but yedam, for some reason, thought it was the greatest, most romantic thing ever and thanked his friend, thumb on his phone already pressing your contact, ready to call and ask you out. you said yes immediately, heart pounding at the idea of it finally being just you two after months of hanging out in groups, whether that was with your friends at school or with his members during practice. when you got there, you talked for a bit, the electric tension in the air making you both feel giddy. he warmed up before he got the song ready and told you to “listen to the lyrics carefully” with a very pointed look. you couldn’t contain your smile as you nodded, excited for whatever he had planned. lo and behold, you had the honor of not only being the first to hear the piano, demo, yedam solo version of the one and only darari, but also of being the inspiration behind the song. when it was over, yedam turned to you with a sheepish smile, asking “did you like it?” and being answered with a chaste kiss to his lips. his hands found your waist as if by instinct and, as he looked up at you with wide eyes and you looked down at him with a huge grin, you replied, “i loved it.”

DOYOUNG. nobody will ever convince me that doyoung doesn’t give the biggest university campus hearthrob vibes. i know this whole post was idol!treasure but just for him i’m gonna make an exception cause… yeah. doyoung is that guy in your really boring class that you only go to because he’s there, even though you never speak to him. all you’ve done is gaze longingly at him and look away abruptly when he catches you staring, so you’re sure he must think you’re crazy until one day when your professor announces a group project in pairs and doyoung swings around on his chair, looking right at you and smiling as if you were friends that already knew they’d partner up. you look around and behind you, trying to see if his smile is actually directed at someone else, but everyone’s already speaking to their partner. when your eyes find doyoung again, he’s already walking towards you, grabbing the empty chair beside you and plopping himself down on it. “wanna do this together?” his smile is blinding and all you can do is nod slowly and mumble out “s-sure.” and that’s how you become friends with doyoung, and how your infatuation with him turns into an ever-growing crush. working on a project together leads to meeting at the library for study dates, leads to taking coffee then lunch breaks, leads to texting random things during the day, leads to inviting each other to parties, leads to hanging out outside of school when the project is over, leads to you being head over heels for him. it doesn’t help that along with being ridiculously handsome, doyoung also happens to be a gentleman who knows your coffee order by heart, is easy to work with, makes you laugh, and flirts with you shamelessly. you’d like to say that after a few weeks, comments such as “you look pretty today, y/n” don’t affect you or that you don’t feel anything when he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, but that would be the world’s biggest lie. the fated kiss happens at half past midnight on a tuesday during exam season. there was an essay you had completely forgotten about, and you only had twenty hours to do all the reading, come up with a topic, and write it out - the professor didn’t accept extensions, because they were evil. you had briefly told doyoung about this, but you just thought he’d send you a sweet text of support - not that he’d show up at the library, two cups of coffee in hand. “here, they’re both for you. motivation and comfort,” he grinned, placing them on the corner of your table. “oh my god, doyoung, i could kiss you right now,” you breathed, heading straight for your first cup. you almost spat out the coffee when he replied, “then do it.” you don’t know if it was the deliriousness of having been awake for such a long time, or if it was the adrenaline of having to finish an assignment on time, or the fact that he still managed to look good at midnight under the bright yellow fluorescent lights of the library, but you did it. you stood up and pressed your lips firmly against his for a few seconds before pulling away and returning to your essay. your cheeks were burning and you were too shy to look back at him, the realization of what you had just done hitting you. “y/n?” “yeah?” “is that it?” you can feel his gaze burning holes through your head, but still you can’t bring yourself to meet his eyes.”i don’t have time right now. sorry.” a beat passes and you pretend to read a paper, but none of the words on your screen passes. “then will you come to my dorm when you’re done?” another beat. “yeah. okay.” “okay.” he kisses the top of your head and whispers ‘good luck,’ and your cheeks manage to burn even more. you think you might combust right then and there, but at least you have an even better incentive than a good grade to finish this assignment. ok now who would read this if i turned it into a full fic…

HARUTO. the gods of love and fanfiction were on your side when they made you besties with haruto’s sister. he was back in japan for his break, and on his second day home, his sister asked if you could come over for dinner. you usually saw each other every day, if not at school then at each other’s houses or in town, but that hadn’t been possible the day before since it was her brother’s arrival, and she was already having withdrawal symptoms. their parents gladly agreed - you were like a second daughter to them at this point, much like your friend was to you parents. he hadn’t really thought twice about it at first; he remembered you as his sister’s shy friend that smiled a lot but didn’t talk very much. well, you still smiled a lot but were more talkative now; and either you had changed immensely in the year since he’d seen you last, or he just didn’t have that good of a memory, because when he saw you again, he himself grew shy because of how pretty he found you. his cheeks reddened when his parents coddled him or bragged about his achievements, his head hung low in embarrassment when usually he’d have welcomed the compliments with open arms. “gosh, you need to eat more, son! it’s like they don’t feed you over there,” his mom grumbled, scooping a huge portion of rice in his bowl. he wanted to dig a hole in the ground when you giggled at his mom’s antics. he grew more and more comfortable around you as time passed, considering you were over at their house at least three times a week, but he still found himself unable to get a full sentence out while looking you in the eyes. the way he was around you was so different from his usual personality that it was obvious to everyone that he had a crush on you. you found him extremely endearing, but knew there was no point trying to pursue what might be there, since he’d have to leave soon. it was only on his last night home that you gathered enough courage for the both of you. it was late in the night and you were sleeping over at your best friend’s house, but the coffee you had stupidly had at 6pm was keeping you awake. quietly, you walked out of your friend’s bedroom and into the kitchen to get a glass of water, but sound from the living room distracted you. you took a peak in and found haruto on the couch, watching an action anime. he almost had a heart attack when you called out his name, not expecting anyone to be up at this time. “what are you still doing up? shouldn’t you be getting some sleep before you leave?” you asked, sitting down next to him on the couch. if you couldn’t sleep, might as well stay here. “i can never sleep before i go back to korea. i love being there but i just… i hate waking up and knowing today’s the day i leave home.” it surprises him how easily the truth comes out, but it feels nice to put it out there - he doesn’t want to cause his parents sorrow by telling them how much he wants to stay even though he can’t. “you want to make it feel like your time here is longer or something? so you stay up…” you say, looking at the bright colors of the tv. “pretty much, yeah.” you ask him what anime he’s watching and scooch closer to him, letting a comfortable silence fall between you after he’s answered, the only sound in the room coming from the tv. after a couple of episodes, you feel sleep wash over you, and stretch your arms, letting a big yawn out. “going to bed?” haruto asks, pausing when the next episode starts to play, and you nod. “you know, ruto,” you start, and his heart skips a beat at the familiar nickname - it’s a lot nicer when you say it rather than his mom. “it’s normal to feel sad when you leave home. but it’ll still be here, waiting for you to come back.” you smile at him. “i’ll be here too.” you get up, but before you leave the room, you turn back towards you, and lean down to press a soft kiss to his nose, a feature of his you’d always secretly loved. you grin as you watch his face break into surprise, and wish him goodnight, chuckling. “g-goodnight, y/n.”

JEONGWOO. as soon as he’d stepped into the classroom on the first day back to school and saw you there, jeongwoo knew he’d have the fattest crush on you. your carefree laughter as you talked with your friends, the glint in your eyes, the sound of your voice. he liked everything about you immediately, and that feeling only grew as time passed, even though you’d never had a proper conversation. always the class clown despite his idol status, he never failed to bring attention to himself with his funny comments and reactions, yet somehow managed to stay likable and not become that obnoxious guy who doesn’t know yet to stop. but when he was with you, he grew quiet. if you were on the same group, he’d barely look at you, only talking to you when absolutely needed. naturally, you thought he hated you. but when he found out you lived in the same neighborhood as his dorm, he’d shyly asked his manager if he could walk home from school once in a while rather than be driven home, and then he’d shyly asked you if you guys could walk home together, taking you by surprise. rare were the days he actually got out of school at a normal time, but when he did, he always waited outside the classroom door for you, earning him a few whoops from his friends and hushed giggles from yours. the first few times, he stayed pretty quiet, and you almost wondered why he’d asked you in the first place. but soon enough, his more playful side, the one you’d see at school or on t-map episodes (although he didn’t need to know you watched those), started to come out, and he’d talk with you about anything between the earth and the sun. you found yourself agreeing on the same crazy things, making up insane conspiracy theories, going back and forth on a topic no sane human would talk about and each sentence you uttered only adding to the craziness, both of you egging the other on and nodding as if you had unearthed the planet’s wildest truths. when you got to your house, you were so high on the incredible things you and jeongwoo had discovered that you pressed a quick peck to his cheek, thanking him for walking you home. before either of you could realize what you’d just done, you’d already closed the door behind you, leaving a very stunned jeongwoo to stand at your door for a few seconds, two fingers on the spot your lips had blessed his cheek and a smile growing on his face. his hyungs never heard the end of it that evening.

JUNGHWAN. i have no idea what it is about the three youngest members that give me huge ‘shy-when-in-love’ vibes, but junghwan is no exception. it was your last year of high school and even though you were drowning in homework and college applications, your parents had made you get a part-time job to help with the eventual university fees. luckily for you, your mother had a friend whose hairdresser had a cousin that worked at YG entertainment, and could get you a job as a part-time barista in the building café. he just needed to make sure you weren’t completely unqualified and wouldn’t freak out whenever you saw an idol, and it was set. you can’t lie, the first few times a winner or ikon, or worse, blackpink, member walked in, you had to really concentrate to not spill the coffee everywhere out of nerves. but it didn’t take you long to realize they were just regular people craving caffeine like you, and the fact that your coworkers and the company staff were completely unfazed helped as well. treasure, as the newest and most active group of YG, came by a lot, and you were glad to notice they were always friendly and polite with you - your friend who was a huge teume would be enthralled by the information. however, even if they weren’t all talkative extroverts, there was one member who was particularly quiet: junghwan. you thought nothing of it until one day, walking in for the start of your shift, you saw him chatting with the other barista, but as soon as he saw you, he grew quieter, answering in hums and short sentences, glancing at you in what seemed a nervous fashion. since you were a new addition, you chalked it up to him being shy around strangers. but then, he started coming in in the evening, when the café was relatively empty, and sat at a table after ordering rather than just getting his drink and leaving. he got out his homework and would simply work on it for thirty or so minutes, most of the time alone, sometimes with one of the older members. you didn’t say anything, and after a month, he finally talked to you for something else that his coffee order. you placed his drink (always an iced choco) down on his table, and as you were about to walk away, he called out your name. “yeah?” you said, turning around quickly, perhaps too quickly. the fact that he came in at such quiet hours meant that you had much leisure time to do nothing other than stare at him, unbeknownst to him. you knew he was a handsome guy, but being able to observe him so closely made you notice so many of his cute habits, and before you knew it, you were developing a crush. “how do you like it here?” he asked, and that was it. he forgot his homework as you answered his question, which prompted more from him, which prompted more from you. after that, you got into the habit of talking every time he came in, venting about your problems, bonding over shared interests, laughing at cat memes together. more often than not, this resulted in him being late for practice or never getting around to his homework. since you were in the same year level and he didn’t have as much time to study as you did, you also helped him with subjects he struggled with. you’d spent a week going over a history lesson with him, which had started out with him hopeless but he grew more and more confident about the upcoming test, thanks to your help. he had been really nervous about it, so when he barged in the café, a huge grin on his face and graded paper showing a bright red ‘B+’ in hand, you were so proud that you couldn’t help but run to him and take his face in your hands, pressing a firm kiss to his cheek. his eyes grew wide and he looked down at you in disbelief, but before you could run away and hide from what you just did, his grin found its way back to his face and he took you in his arms for the warmest hug you’d ever received. “i couldn’t have done it without you, y/n.”

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Treasure as tropes REMASTERED VERSION, OT12

Just treasure as really cliché tropes + mini scenarios but version 2023 because I changed my writing a lot and it was crap.

Warning : grammatical errors sorry English is still not my mother tongue , really cheesy and cliché...Well that's the whole point. Sorry if its not good, its been a while...

최 현석 • Choi Hyunsuk

Co-Worker to lover - Hyunsuk was a famous producer, always praised by everyone, especially your other co-workers. You were also a producer but more on the discreet and shy side. You obviously knew Hyunsuk I mean who didn't ? He was the best producer of the agency ! One day, your manager asked the two of you to work together on a song. Honestly, you never felt this anxious before. Not only because Hyunsuk was a really good producer and a very attractive man but also because you started to develop a crush on the latter. Writing and composing the song together was the best experience ever, you got along very well and Hyunsuk felt home. Within only few days, you composed an amazing song, yet you couldn't help but feel sad ; if the song is finished, it means you won't work with Hyunsuk anymore. But Hyunsuk wasn't ready to let you go so the last day, he gathered his courage and asked you out on a date, only the two of you at the café near the studio. You smiled wildly, laughed loud, blushed like crazy during the whole date and you probably looked like a dummy but you liked this feelings, the butterflies in your stomach. Hyunsuk was cheerful, cuddly, kind a cute and at this time, for the first time in your life, you knew that you were in love.

And it was seemingly reciprocated. You'll always remember the words Hyunsuk told you that day "Y/N... I think I love you. Will you let me take you on other dates ? As your boyfriend ?"

Other members under the cut

박 지훈 • Park Jihoon

Fake bf to lover -

"Please please, pretty please Jihoon be my fake boyfriend. I beg you !" you pleaded your friend, Jihoon , the plan was to make you ex-boyfriend jealous and ,being the playful as always, the boy accepted. It was just an act after all, none of you will catch feelings... Right ?

At first it was just in public ,you two were a bit touchy yet you never kissed or anything else ,just little hugs here and there and that was it and to be honest...you almost forget your ex, everything with Jihoon felt so real and nice.

Then, one day ,when you saw your ex step in while you were with Jihoon, the boy grabbed your waist tightly and, as if it was nothing important, he kissed you ,like if he wanted to claim that you were his and only his. It took you long to realize but you liked it, the kiss, it felt incredible and you felt things that you never felt with your ex.

Since the kiss ,the two of your became close even when it was only you and him alone. You liked to cuddle together while watching films, send cute texts to each other all day long, bake together cookies that you accidentally burnt , Jihoon even kissed you once when you two were watching a cute silly movie. Afterwards, everything just happened so naturally, the kiss were more and more frequent and one day, Jihoon couldn't keep his feelings to himself anymore. So he talked to you, assuming his feelings for you and waiting to be rejected. But it obviously didn't happen ; you just pecked his lips and whispered how much you loved him too.

요시 • Yoshi

Childhood friend to lover -

Yoshi is a sweetheart since ...forever. When you two were still little kids, he was the greatest and loveliest best friend alive ,the most caring little thing that could exist.

Still, years passed and unfortunately, the two of you lost contact ,high school naturally separated the both of you, as if it was your fate to be far away from each other. Yoshi was the popular type, handsome, loved by absolutely everyone and every girls had a crush on him while you...You were here and that's already enough. You always wandered around with your little and cozy friend group.

But you'll always remember that day, when you saw him at the art club. At first, you were too shy to even talk to him but when he approached you, you just couldn't help speaking a lot,remembering the good times together and Yoshi listened to you with sparkling eyes, those eyes you adored. And it suddenly hit you... you missed him more than you would ever admit, you felt like a part of your heart was gone all this years, like something was missing and you found it... It was Yoshi. Yoshi just brought half of your heart back.

김 준규 • Kim Junkyu

Stanger to lover/love at first sight -

It was just something about the way his big and smiley eyes smiled at you, something about his rosy and puffy cheeks when you two had an eye contact. You didn't know him and even if you didn't believe in love at first sight now you did ,he was just a random guy at the amusement park with two of his friends yet he just hit different. He was breathtaking he had longs legs ,small face, the cutest smile you'd ever seen, he was perfect. Actually, he was more than perfect.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't noticed how his two friend were shamelessly teasing him because he was staring at you while smiling like an idiot. He just got lost in your beautiful sparkly eyes, as if they were reflecting all the stars and other celestial bodies that were decorating the sky. Junkyu just knew he fell in love.

And you knew it you, however, you just couldn't make a move, you were a way too shy to do it. But Junkyu couldn't let you go that easily, as you were about to disappear of his sight, he ran after you then, with the cutest smile on his face, he asked for your number.

That's how a wonderful romance started.

마시호 • Mashiho

Brother's bestfriend to lover -

Mashiho was the best friend of your brother and ,and since you were around 10 years old ,you grew used to see him practically everyday at your place, sometimes playing basketball, some other times dancing with your brother. And you genuinely enjoyed to watch him because he was surely the best at the two sports. Actually, Mashiho was good at everything.

Being younger than him, you knew that you should look at the boys of your age but Mashiho was just different, always happy with a smile on his face and you loved him for that... Yes you loved him. You had feelings for him. Sometimes, the older even cooked you some dishes when your parents weren't here ; the boy seemed to have a soft spot for you.

He just felt the need to constantly look after you, he needed to take care of you because his love for you was on an other level. Yes, he was also in love with you. So where's the problem you might ask. Your brother was kinda...protective.

Yet, one day, Mashiho eventually found the courage to talk about his huge crush on you with your brother when they were only the two of them ,playing random games at your house "If you break their heart I break every single bones you have in that body of yours. Do you hear me ?" Your brother warned and Mashiho promised to never hurt you. And he never broke that promise.

윤 재혁 • Yoon Jaehyuk

Confidant to lover -

Jaehyuk, your human-secret diary, you trusted him more than anyone. He was always the first to know your secrets, when someone broke your heart he was the first to know, when you had problems with your family you talked with him or when you had a new crush you always told him before anyone. Well it was like that until you realized something.... This time you had a crush on him. Obviously, you never told him that, what if he rejected you ?

However, Jaehyuk was a sweetheart and the poor boy loved you his whole life but was a way too respectful to tell you his feelings while you were in love with an other boy. Actually, he was also too scared of rejection.

But one day, the feelings grew too much and you couldn't contain yourself, you loved his puppy-like personality and the way he always cared about you so much so, after many conversation with you, yourself and the reflect in your mirror, you finally decided to confess.

"Jaehyuk ,you know what, I'm in love with someone" you told him one day when you two were hanging out "Oh...Really ?" He whispered, kinda sad because he obviously thought that, as always, you liked an other boy and not him. "Yeah and I'll prove him my feelings right now" you muttered before pressing your lips against his soft ones.

아사히 • Asahi

Friend's friend to lover (?) -

The first time you saw Asahi was when you friend ,Mashiho introduced him to you while you were hanging at the dorm with the older of the two. Asahi, Mashiho's roommate, walked in the living room as you were cuddling with the said boy and let a little "Oh-" escaping from his mouth when he saw you, your arms around his friend's torso as you were snuggling your friend. Thereafter, the poor boy just ran aways, suddenly feeling shy and embarassed, he locked himself in his room, leaving you and Mashiho confused "Yeah it's Asahi... one of my roommates." Your friend chuckled.

But your face stayed in Asahi's mind and, haunting his dreams and invading his thoughts. Asahi, when he saw you with his japanese friend thought you were the said boy s/o so, the evening ,when you were finally gone, Asahi decided to ask his friend directly "You know the person who was here this afternoon...are they your s/o ?" He asked with a quiet and breathy voice making Mashiho laugh loudly "Y/n ? No, absolutely not they're my friend. Why ? Are you jealous?" The older boy teased the younger boy "Yes." Asahi shamelessly replied ,being a way too serious about you.

Then Mashiho understood that his roommate had a crush on you. Actually, everyone understood it because the boy always talked about you. And Mashiho being the good friend and wing man that he is, eventually introduced Asahi to you properly and the two of you became really close fastly, you were the only one who knew all his secrets, the only he really trusted . You were his favorite friend and he was yours and maybe... you were more than just friends ?

방 예담 • Bang Yedam

Soulmate au -

Since you were a kid, everyone around you repeated you that the sentence written on your wrist will be the first words your soulmate will tell you. Yours was "That's a great book" which honestly surprised you because you were never the type to read in public, actually you never went in a library and only bought the books you red online. Well that was before one of your best friends forced you to come to the library with her.

Without thinking at your soulmate, who you actually kind of forgot, you were looking at some random book while your best friend was paying hers when you suddenly heard an unknown voice behind you "That's a great book. You should really read it". At first, you just thought it was a weird guy then you remembered it ; the sentence on your wrist... was it him ?

"Wait ...hum excuse me but who are you?" You exclaimed, turning around to see an handsome boy looking right through your eyes. The unknown boy also seemed as surprised as you as he looked at his own wrist "C-Can you show me your wrist ?" He mumbled, visibly awkward. Then you did it, the both of you flustered as you understood, yes, it was him.

김 도영 • Kim Doyoung

Barista and customer to lover -

Doyoung was a good barista, ok ....maybe he sometimes forgot some customer's orders and he set the kitchen in fire but for his defense, it happened only once ! But except that one accident, we can say that Doyoung was the perfect barista. And one day, when he saw an unknown and beautiful person walking in the café, he felt his heart being heavy and his stomach uncomfortably twist.

" Hum ,Hi can I take your order ?" The handsome boy asked, looking into your eyes. "Hmm a Frappuccino please" you answered, politely smiling at the barista. "Everything for a princess like you" he smirked, giving you a wink and then, he ran to the kitchen as fast as he physically could, leaving you confused and blushing.

Then, Doyoung, being the little flirty as always, had written his number on a napkin and gave it to you before you could step out the café . To be honest, at first you were too shy to contact him but, with your friend's help, you finally sent him a text

And that's how a wonderful relationship started...

하루토 • Haruto

Secret admirer -

Haruto was though and scary to everyone's eyes but actually, the boy was a literal softie and he always has something for you yet, even if he liked to show his confident side, he was too scared to talk to you. Then, being tired of their friend being a coward, Haruto's friend advised him to write you notes and put them in your locker. Haruto loved the idea and agreed at one condition : keeping the notes anonymous.

On your side, you loved your secret admirer's notes, they were always so comforting and the person writing it was always praising you. However, you never tried to know who sent you that though, just because you didn't felt the need to.

Still, after months and months sending you those notes, Haruto finally decided to tell you who he was, one day, he just gave you the note in person, revealing to you his charming smile. Honestly you were surprised when you saw Ruto, he looked like a mean guy always so full of himself but you were wrong, he was a soft and gentle boy.

Then, the said boy confessed his feelings for you ,facing you and holding your hands and before you even noticed it, you fell for him and his perfect smile.

박 정우 • Park Jeongwoo

Secret crush to lover -

Jeongwoo was your crush... How could he not be when he is handsome, funny, attentive and loving ? Nevertheless, you never told anyone, not even your best friend and you truthfully never thought Jeongwoo will ever notice you. He was a popular boy, the funny and outgoing boy of your class, always making every students and professor laugh especially when they were feeling down and you, you were the nerd one and obviously not Jeongwoo type.

Well... that was only what you thought because Jeongwoo was crazy over you, behind his popular image, Jeongwoo hide a sensitive and delicate side deeply in him and because of this side ,he couldn't approach you or just tell the feelings he had for you ; he was a way too scared.

But one day, when you two were paired for a school work, it was getting impossible for you to hide your feelings so you decided to confess, even if Jeongwoo will probably reject you. And, what you didn't know was that Jeongwoo also planned to confess the same day, that's how your lovely romance took place.

소 정환 • So Junghwan

Bestfriend to lover -

Junghwan was the best friend you ever had ,you trusted him with your whole heart but there actually one thing you hide to him... The deep feelings you had for him. And you promised to yourself to never tell him because your friendship was more important than anything for you. You just couldn't let your silly feelings break everything because Junghwan was your whole world.

Junghwan wasn't like you though, he was scared to break your friendship indeed but he wanted to tell you that he love you more than only a "best friend" , he wanted a cuddle date, good night kisses, comforting hugs which ends with one sleeping on one other shoulder ; he wanted all of that and more importantly : he wanted you as his significant other.

"We need to talk" Junghwan said when you both were at his dorm, you'd planned to watch a movie together. You anxiously hummed as an answer "I like you, I really do Y/n, more than friends and I understand If the feelings are not reciprocated, I just wanted you to know it" he sweetly spoke, his hands holding yours tightly.

"Junghwan are you kidding me ? Tell me it's not a joke" you questioned, picking your nails. " No, of course not ! I love you Y/N !" he almost yelled, trying to prove his feelings. "I think I love you too Junghwan" You whispered so quietly that the said boy hardly heard it as your heart was racing in your chest.

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teumestaycarat · 5 months ago

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I Love To Hate You

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Pairing: Jihoon, Treasure!; Female Reader!

Warning: Angst, Slight mentions of de!th, suggestive, jihoon being a total mean, mentions of drugs and alchohol. Tell me if i miss something ;)

Word count: ~

People think you hate each other, you do but in secret, deep down your heart you were drooling over him. Jihoon on same hand he was crazy about you but tries to keep it cool. What happen if you lose in truth or dare and be forced to kiss him??!

#kpop #music #yg treasure #treasure imagines #hyunsuk #jihoon #yoshi #junkyu #mashiho #treasure jaehyuk #hamada asahi #doyoung #haruto #bang yedam #watanabe haruto #jungwoo x reader #so junghwan

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enchantedrose · 6 months ago

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TREASURE ~ Pool

warning: literally nothing lmaooo.

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Junkyu: “Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?” He asks chuckling as I hide behind him.

Y/n: “Nothing! It was Jihoonie oppa I swear!” I say still hiding as Jihoon comes into the room.

Junkyu: “Uh why are you drenched?” He asks confused as he sees Jihoon.

Jihoon: “I was trying to scare Y/n and in result she pushed me into the pool.” He says rolling his eyes.

Junghwan: “Good job noona!” He says laughing, the rest doing it too.

Junkyu: “Oh.” He says before moving to the side, making me clear in Jihoon’s view.

Y/n: “Shit. Junkyuuu!” I whine as Jihoon comes closer to me.

Jihoon: “Well. Got any explaining to do?”

Y/n: “It was an accident I swear!” I say putting my arms up in surrender.

Jihoon: “You coulda just yelled instead of pushing me in!” He says with a chuckle.

Y/n: “It was an instinct! I had to defend myself!” I say making him chuckle again as the other boys continue watching.

Jihoon: “Alright. Alright. I’ll let you off the hook this time.” He says making me let out a breath of relief. “Or not.” He says smirking again making me widen my eyes before running away. I hear the rest of the boys laughing as Jihoon runs after me. When I make it outside, I pause in my steps for a moment panicking as I realize I ended up next to the pool again. "Why would you run here?" He asks chuckling as I turn around to see him.

Y/n: “I don’t know! I panicked!” I whine to him. He just chuckles again and next thing I know, he scoops me up in his arms and throws me in the pool. When my head finally gets out of the water again, I whine again. “Jihoon oppa!” I look at all of the boys and see them all laughing before I hear Jihoon again.

Jihoon: “CANNONBALL!” He yells before jumping into the pool again.

Y/n: “Oppa!” I whine again before I look at the boys. All of them are laughing so hard that they’re almost falling into the pool themselves.

Jaehyuk: “This is better than any tv show!” He says laughing like crazy.

Jeongwoo: “Next time let’s get a camera! This could go viral!” He says laughing as well.

Yoshi: “Wait for me!” He says jumping into the pool as well and then next thing I know, the rest of the boys do too.

Y/n: “You guys are insane!” I shout laughing after they all jumped into the pool.

#yg treasure #treasure x you #treasure imagines #treasure x reader #treasure #treasure hyunsuk #treasure jihoon #treasure yoshi #treasure junkyu #treasure mashiho #treasure jaehyuk #treasure asahi #treasure yedam #treasure doyoung #treasure haruto #treasure jeongwoo #treasure junghwan

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dearly-somber · 7 days ago

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WAYO | b.yd

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

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

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 2301

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

-> a/n. <3

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. ???

-> fin. ???

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

-> divider credit. @only-ranpo

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

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

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

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

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

His whole body shook.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

•••

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His Adam’s apple bobbed. "Kiss me."

"What?"

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

"Yedam, I ca—"

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

"Yedam," you whispered.

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

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

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

Yedam was taken aback.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I was in a hurry is all."

"Why?"

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

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

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

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

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Dami🥺

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hey

idk what came over me

i'm sorry

are you mad?

…

no, I'm not.

so were okay?

ofc.

thank god, u had me worried there :(

see u @ school?

yep!

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You sighed. What have you gotten yourself into?

•••

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

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

Nada. Zero. Zilch.

Nothing worked.

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

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

"Hi! Have you met Ruto yet?"

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

"Can I borrow Y/N?"

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

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

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

•••

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

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

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

Why couldn't it be me?

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treasure-erina · 2 years ago

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TREASURE-MAP EP22 Note: [] are basically editor's comments/subtitles

erina sleeps soundly in her room, with her head tucked into her chest.

[baby is sleeping like an infant]

doyoung and yedam marvel at her sleeping position, with her back completely curved inwards and her head stretched to her chest.

"wow, how can she sleep like that?" "won't this position hurt her upper back and neck?"

"cmon let's take a picture quickly" they push their face up to erina's blanket-covered face [in a deep sleep, she miraculously didn't even move a muscle]

they attempt to wake her up with a song but that doesn't work

[dumbfounded at the failed wakeup concert]

they decide to rock her back and forth to get her up from her deep sleep state

"ahh...no please..my head hurts" "please oppa...i can't"

[they laugh at her whining and console her]

" ah..please.. five minutes more!"

do this mission and we will let you sleep [doyoung coaxes her out of her sleep cocoon]

"name all treasure members in 10 seconds" "ready...go!"

"choi hyunsuk, park jihoon, yoshi, junkyu, mashiho, yoon jaehyuk, asahi, bang yedam, doyoung, haruto jeongwoo, junghwan" erina spits out in a grogily state.

[erina impressively completes mission in 6 seconds]

"oHO just like a rapper!" yedam exclaims [the maknae is an all rounder] "now you can sleep" doyoung tucks her back into bed, and she nods clumsily and goes back to sleep

“last night she was making a track, I guess she slept late” ye dam tells the camera

“Our member works so hard, she needs all the sleep she can get” [hard working princess needs sleep]

"doyoung definitely looks after erina" yedam remarks

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when checking erina's room, they marvel at the number of posters and figurines she has all over the room.

"so, i have posters of all the anime and shows I'm watching, and the oldest one I have is of pokemon" "I bought it when I was 9"

"what is your favorite pokemon?" "definitely pikachu, but evee is the cutest and best pokemon" "she evolves into all types of elements everyone!" she exclaims cutely, making both the members coo at her and exclaim "cute!"

i also have my desk with some art and craft things, my desktop where I make music, and some textbooks" "oh, so are they all in English?" "except for language textbooks, yes they are all in English" "oh our baby is so smart everyone, study hard!"

so what is the rating?" erina inquires. "hmm..since it was so clean and tidy, we both decide to give an 8.5" "Ah thank you" [she smiles at the rating, showing off her eye smile]

#Treasure imagines #treasure fluff #kpop oc #kpop additional member #kpop female member #kpop fanfiction #treasure fanfiction #kpop added member #treasure oc #original character #treasure x reader #doyoung fluff #yedam fluff #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #treasure imagines

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atotheskz · 2 years ago

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I will always choose you

Language: English

Idol: Choi Hyunsuk

Group: Treasure

Word Count: 1,4k

Don't hesitate to comment what you thought about this imagine!

You can request everything as long as it is not a smut or too suggestive. Just know that I'm slow when it comes to writing ;-;

Contains: cheating ex boyfriend, Valentine's Day, idol au, every Treasure members and former members are mentioned

Disclaimer(s):

- The character of Hyunmin is completely invented by me and isn't inspired by anyone.

- I tried as much as possible to make Y/N genderless, for the reader to be comfortable reading this story, and not to assume the romantic orientation of any idol.

- Neither do I assume that the idols involved in this story would react exactly like that. I tried to make them match the vision I have of them, it may not be accurate at all, it is just my point of view.

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It was the first time you were going to spend Valentine's Day with someone and you were really excited about it. Your family was never there, and you hadn't any friends to watch romantic comedies with. But this time. This time, you had your boyfriend, Hyunmin. You didn't even know how you ended up dating the brother of THE Choi Hyunsuk of Treasure, your favourite group, but here you were, spending hours choosing your outfit, your make-up, and your hairstyle for him. Then you started preparing your handbag, as you two planned to go on a stroll after dinner. You longed for the time you would finally spend with someone. You sat on the couch, starting to zap the different channels while waiting for Hyunmin, but one hour later, he was still not here, not even giving a sign of life. After trying to call him several times, you decided to call Hyunsuk.

- Hey, Hyunsuk, do you know where Hyunmin is?

- Uhm... He left about an hour and a half ago. I thought he was with you. I'll try to call him.

- Thank you...

- Who is it?

- It's Y/N, Junkyu.

- Hello Y/N!!!

- Hi Junkyu...

You put your phone aside, sighing yet laughing to yourself. You somehow knew that he wouldn't come. You had a feeling. Some time ago, you found nail polish and makeup in his bag, and he wasn't the type of guy to put on these. You tried to convince yourself it was just for Hyunsuk, but tonight, you understood and tried to accept it. While checking your phone one last time, you saw a story on Hyunmin's Instagram, confirming what you thought. This asshole forgot that he put you in his close friend's story and that you could see this video of him kissing the girl that you once saw with him at university.

It was a waste of time, so you went to the bathroom to remove all of that horrible makeup that Hyunmin liked that much.

After cleaning your face and throwing your red tight top and your black trousers in the basket, you entered the shower and let the hot water run on your body, along with your tears. Around fifteen minutes later, you left the room to spread on the couch, a towel wrapped around you. You let your head fall on your right side, your eyes meeting the blue shirt that Hyunsuk offered you for your birthday. The only real friend you've ever had in your life, with the rest of the group. Maybe the relationship with Hyunmin wasn't that much of a mistake. Thinking about it, you decided to put it on, with a white short you found in a little shop one day. You almost fell off the couch when you heard someone knocking at the door, asking yourself who it could be, hoping it wouldn't be him. When you opened the door, your eyes grew wide before tears started running down your cheeks. Yes, Hyunmin wasn't a mistake. Thanks to him, you met real friends. Hyunsuk was here, with Jihoon, Yoshi, Junkyu, and some snacks. They entered the house in front of you, leaving you dumbfounded and confused, yet happy to see them here. Putting the snacks on the table, Hyunsuk smiled at you, immediately relieving your hurt mind. Everyone lied on the couch, in a "big warm hug", Jihoon in charge of finding a film to watch. To describe a little more that "hug", you were sat in the corner of the couch, resting on Hyunsuk's chest, with your legs on Jihoon's lap, but your tummy being turned into a pillow for Junkyu's head, who himself had his legs on Yoshi's lap. It might have been more of a maze hug, in fact. Anyway, you five spent the night singing, dancing, and playing until three of you literally fell asleep while trying to guess what the strange thing drawn by Jihoon was.

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You woke up late at night in your bed, sweeping the room with your eyes. Yoshi and Jihoon were on inflatable mattresses, and you assumed Junkyu was still on the couch sleeping, as he becomes a ton-weighing koala every time he sleeps. The place next to you was empty, yet you could see that Hyunsuk slept there. Seeing a light beam coming from under the door, you stood up and headed to the kitchen. You found Hyunsuk cleaning and tidying the room under a really low lighting, which you assumed was to not wake Junkyu up. When he noticed you watching carefully his moves, yet still with sleepy eyes, he smiled and got closer to you.

- How are you feeling?

- Better. Better than I expected, actually.

- Really?

- Yes... I feel relieved, in fact. I'm even quite happy that it's finished. My tortured mind will stop hurting now that it ended.

- Do you regret having been with him?

- Not at all. Thanks to him, I met you all guys.

You threw a look towards the living room and the bedroom, where slept Yoshi, Jihoon, and Junkyu.

- When I was thinking about it, I realised I stayed with him not to lose the guys, and particularly you, Hyunsuk. I think I never understood before, but now I'm sure. I love you, Hyunsuk. I don't only love the Choi Hyunsuk that Teumes know, the one that I knew when we first met. I love every side of you, the one I saw when we played basketball with Haruto, Mashiho and Jaehyuk, the one I saw when you took me at YGE building to show me how to produce a song with Asahi and Yedam, or when we went to Iksan with Junghwan, Jeongwoo and Doyoung. I know it must not be the same for you, and that you can't date someone anyway, but-

- I love you too, Y/N. Since the first time I ever saw you. I hated and still hate my brother because of the way he treated you. He surely is an asshole and doesn't know how to take care of someone wonderful like you.

He took your hands and smiled.

- I don't care about the company. I want to stay by your side, and no one can make me change my mind. If YGE doesn't agree, then I'll find a way to change it or leave the company. I will always choose you.

He pulled you into a hug and then cupped your face in his hands, smiling with teary eyes.

- Can I kiss you?

You nodded. He leaned over you and pressed gently his lips on yours. Millions of butterflies woke up in your belly, making you feel as if you were going to fly upon the soft clouds. This kiss just felt like the first ever in your life, and you wished that it would be the first of a whole life kisses. Hyunsuk leaned back, hugging you again, when you heard some whispers coming from behind you.

- Shhhh Junkyu they will hear us!!!

- They didn't hear me crawling in the room, I don't think I'm that loud! It's you who bark at me, Jihoon.

- Shhh guys they will spot us...

- Too late Yoshi, these two got you noticed.

The three of them stood up from behind the door, opened ajar. Junkyu didn't hesitate to jump towards you, excited like a little child, with his two hyungs smirking behind him.

- So you two are finally together now?

- Finally?

- From the moment I told them I liked you, we became the number one ship in Treasure's date agenda. Not to mention that they tried everything to make their ship real. See. Jihoon is already texting the groupchat to tell everything to the rest of the group, Mashiho and Yedam.

You laughed, knowing exactly the type of message he would send. "The two are finally together, congrats for realising something that everyone knew 🤙🏻✨️".

You looked back at Hyunsuk, smiling wide.

- Now, kids, it's time to go back to sleep, it's still 4am and we have things to do tomorrow.

Everyone went back in the room, on the inflatable mattresses and your bed. You laid down next to Hyunsuk and rested your head on his chest. For the first time in your life, you had everything you ever wanted, and even more. Somehow, the most hurtful things can sometimes end up bringing the best in your life.

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Thank you for reading! Again, don't hesitate to comment or request! And Happy Valentine's Day 💕

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ratedfleur · 9 months ago

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I just read all of your Onepact posts and I'm obsessed,, nobody else writes for them and it really helped with the lack of content for them here 💝 I've come here because personally, I've always imagined Yedam as a hard dom but after reading your sizes post it kind of awakened something in me, I see the vision for sub!Yedam now 🫣 if you don't mind, do you have any more hard-hours-type thoughts on him? It doesn't matter what they're about, because if you think the lack of Onepact content is bad the lack of Yedam content is even worse so anything would be heavily appreciated!!!

omg hiiii!! i’m kinda glad the sizes post did wonders 😇 also i’m sorry this took so long! this was left unfinished in my drafts so …

bf!yedam isn’t afraid to tell you that he wants you to constantly dom him, unafraid of what you’d say because he knows you’d gladly do it.

bf!yedam who unashamedly asked you if you could use one of your toys on him, curious as to why you like using them so much when he’s away for promotions.

bf!yedam who likes to get choked, liking the feeling of your tiny hand wrapping delicately around his throat before you pressed your fingers lightly on the sides, watching as yedam’s eyes briefly widen before you let him have a gush of breath before choking him once more.

bf!yedam who likes having his hair pulled as a sign of dominance. yedam is obedient but if you were acting a little mean than usual, you’d pull his hair with a slight force that has his precum pooling in his boxers.

bf!yedam who likes to cum in your mouth when you suck him off, that is his way of marking you as his— by dumping his warm cum in your mouth.

bf!yedam who thanks you by getting on his knees, gratefully licking and slurping up your juices as he gets lost in the heat of your cunt.

#mikha’s asks.#onepact #onepact yedam #kpop smut #kpop hard hours #onepact hard hours #onepact smut #onepact x reader #yedam x reader #yedam smut #yedam imagines #yedam hard hours #yedam hard thoughts

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mirisss · 11 months ago

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One Pact confessing to their crush

One Pact x gn! reader (mostly, mentions reader wearing a dress in Seongmin’s part)

One pact confessing to their crush

Wordcount ≈ 1.8k

Warnings: Some self-doubt, insecurities mentioned in Seongmin’s part (not liking how your body looks in some clothes),

Thank you for the request! Hope you like it!

Yoon Jongwoo

Jongwoo tried to play it very cool when he confessed to his crush. He was good friends with you, but throughout the last 3 months, he had tried to be more touchy and do more boyfriend things. All to see your reactions and see if maybe just maybe, his feelings were reciprocated.

He gave you extra long hugs, a lot of lingering touches, kisses on the forehead and your cheeks, and even some on your nose. He gave you more compliments, he drove you pretty much everywhere, and he payed whenever you ordered anything or ate out. Each action brought out reactions from you, shocked looks, small gasps, blushing, and habits such as biting your very kissable lips, and much more.

After 3 months, he decided that it was time to risk everything. He was going to confess. Jongwoo prepared your favorite flowers, your favorite candy, and a cute plushie of your favorite animal. He walked toward your door, knocked on it, and then he waited. When you opened the door, you were shocked to find Jongwoo standing on the other side holding the flowers and everything.

You opened your mouth, about to say something when Jongwoo interrupted you. “Before you say anything, hear me out,” You just nodded in response. “I like you, (Y/n), a lot, like I’m in love with you, and I hope you like me too,” Once he finished his little monologue he gave you a cute smile. You broke out into a smile happily taking the flowers from him. “Of course, I like you too!”

Jay Chang

Jay had asked you to come to watch him do some busking in the streets, you said yes, I mean who would want to miss an opportunity to listen to Jay sing? You loved his voice so it was a no-brainer. He was so happy to see you standing there despite the rain as the autumn weather was catching up with the world. Jay noticed that your jacket wasn’t very thick so between some songs he hurriedly gave you an extra jacket that he had brought, you happily took it and put it over you.

Jay began singing some songs, one that you didn’t recognize, it took a while for you to notice that it was an original song of his because of the fact that it seemed so familiar. He sang about falling in love with his best friend, the more you listened the more you recognized the things he sang about, moments you had spent together. You began thinking that Jay was being serious, that he was in love with you.

As the song came to an end, Jay took hold of the mic, bringing it with him toward you, he stopped right in front of you, singing the last line, “I give you my heart to keep, please be mine” he reached out with his free hand toward you, in it laid a necklace with a beautiful heart charm. Jay looked nervous as he gazed into your eyes, wishing that you’d accept his heart. You took the necklace from him, holding it close to you, nodding your head. The people around you cheered and clapped their hands, happy for the new young couple.

Oh Seongmin

Seongmin did not plan on confessing the day that he did. He had a whole plan and everything, however, he ended up throwing the plan away when he sporadically confessed. The two of you were out shopping like any other day the two of you did some serious shopping where you bought things you needed and also some joke shopping where you picked the ugliest clothes you could find and tried them on. Sharing a laugh at the ridiculous outfits you put together.

“Minnie, I have to buy a new dress for that event next week, help me find a good one?” “Of course,” He smiled brightly as always, leading you into a store that displayed many beautiful dresses, all of which would look amazing on you, he thought. You looked through many dresses, finding some that you wanted to try on. After finding 12 dresses that you liked, the two of you headed over to the fitting rooms. You tried on the first dress, it was beautiful but the fabric wasn’t very nice, it was a bit itchy, so on to the next one it was. And so you continued for a while, no dress felt 100%. You were now at the last one. The fabric was soft and nice, the color complemented your skin wonderfully, when you stepped out of the changing room, Seongmin felt his heart racing, you looked absolutely stunning.

“Woah,” “I know, it doesn’t look good at all, on me I mean, the dress is perfect, but not for me,” “What do you mean? You look stunning, amazing,” “You’re only saying that to be nice,” “No, I’m not, I’m being honest. (Y/n), look at me,” He turned you around, standing behind you, the two of you faced the big mirror in the fitting room. He gazed at you lovingly as he explained each detail that made you look beautiful. “You’re perfect, (Y/n), always have been and you always will be in my eyes, because I love you,” The second he said it, he realized that the words had slipped from his mouth. “You love me?” “I’m in love with you, (Y/n), I truly am,” You turned around, now facing him. “I love you too, Seongmin, will you be my date to the event?” “No force in the world could stop me,”

Yeom Taegyun / TAG

Tag didn’t know how to bring it up in a conversation. He had tried for months, yet whenever he tried, the words escaped him. He could write thousands of songs and sing and rap without a problem, but facing the love of his life and telling them that he was in love with them was impossible. After consulting with one of his good friends, Jongwoo, he was given the idea of writing a love letter. One letter turned into ten. He had so much to say and once he began writing, he just couldn’t stop. The words and emotions flowed out of him as a river running down a mountain.

Tag began secretly sending you these letters, one each week. You were surprised that you had a secret admirer, but you were very intrigued, trying to figure out who it could be. Telling Tag about all of your suspicions and the candidates for the position. Tag was disappointed when he wasn’t one of them. He persisted and kept sending you the letters, each one making you feel more and more special. “Tag, you don’t understand the way this guy writes is just magical. It’s like he’s painting a picture with words. No one I’ve dated before has ever said these things or treated me like I’m special, this guy makes me feel seen, like he loves me for me and not my body or something superficial,” After that conversation, Tag went home to write a new letter, one he would give you the day after.

When you woke up that morning, a familiar envelope lay in front of your door after being delivered earlier in the morning. You ran over to it, opening it immediately. The text inside shocked you to your very core.

Dear (Y/n), unless I’ve been unclear in earlier letters, I’m in love with you. To me you shine as bright as the sun, coloring my world in bright light, bringing me to life. You are so much more than just your appearance, your soul and your being makes me believe in angels because you must be one. I’ve tried telling you how special you are for years and I’ve tried to confess my love for months, yet whenever I look into your sparkling eyes and see your smile, I can’t think. I get lost in your beauty. I’ll be waiting at our spot by the Han River from 12. If you reciprocate my feelings, come meet me there, if you don’t, just forget about this and don’t show up. I’ll get over it. But please, I hope you like me too.

Love, your Taggy

You looked at the clock, it was 11. You got dressed and began your commute over to the spot where you and Tag always hang out. Ready to kiss him on the lips because you too had loved him for years.

Lee Yedam

Yedam, like Seongmin, confessed accidentally. He was torn between whether or not he should say something or not, he could come up with equal pros and cons to confessing and not confessing. He truly didn’t know what to do. So in his torn and tired state, he took out his phone, and wrote a long message to his good friend, Jay, asking for advice on if he should confess or not. What he didn’t notice was that he clicked on your name instead of Jay’s in his messaging app.

* Yedam, who is it you’re thinking of confessing to?

* (Y/n), of course. Who else? Jay come on, you know I’m only in love with (Y/n)

You were shocked to read your own name, and then see Jay’s. Yedam thinks he’s messaging Jay, and not me.

* Right, sorry. Dude, Idk what you should do. Maybe just say it?

* But what if she doesn’t like me back?

* I think you’ll be fine, Ye

Yedam didn’t react at first, but then he saw it. The only one who calls him Ye is you. He looked at the contact, clearly saying “(Y/n) 💕🥹🥰” and not “Jay-hyung 👍”

* (Y/n) omg, um, this was a joke. Okay, hehe, a joke

* so like don’t think about, okay?

*Ye, tell me the truth. Do you like me? Like you know, like like me

It took a while before he answered

* Yes. Please don’t hate me 🥺

* Come over to my place so we can talk face to face?

* Already on my way!

Yedam hurried over to your place, scared and nervous, yet a little excited. After he knocked on your door, you opened it within seconds, before he could even say hello, you put your hands on his cheeks, bringing his face closer to yours and kissing him. “I like you too, Lee Yedam,”

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alohajun · 2 years ago

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25 — HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO US

loki's lines : and ladies, gents and inbetweens, we have come to the end of a spectacular season. happy anniversary to me is finally over and i am both excited and sad about it. here's to more smaus hopefully hehe. merry belated christmas, happy new year in advance and happy holidays, my loves <;3

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farewelln3verland · 2 years ago

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

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written by reyd

Finals. The one thing about school that everyone around the world became stressed about.

Walking through the almost empty streets, you sighed, your gaze trailing over the abandoned shops and pathways as you silently cursed yourself. What made you decide to stay up to binge your favorite show?

Well, you did know, it was the one, the only, Mr. Choi Hyunwook. His skater boy vibe in the show was just too cute to resist. But you could have waited an evening to revel in the show and his beauty. But alas, there was nothing you could do now, but suffer sleepily through the day. But then, your tired eyes came to rest on a small wooden sign, pointing you to a small coffee shop named the ‘Teume Cafe’. The outside was nothing special, it resembled pretty much every cafe you'd ever been to: a brick building with tinted windows and a black streetlight with warm, muted lighting.

There was something so inviting about it that made you wonder: should you stop? You hadn’t had coffee in a long time, and it could really help you get through the day. And so, here you are, opening the door to the place.

“Hi! Welcome in!” A cheery voice called through the building. Your eyes moved through the empty shop (save for a lone shadowy figure hunched over an ipad) and came to a young man leaning his arms on the counter. Besides his cute voice, he was a relatively small person, with wavy caramel brown hair and marigold highlights. His eyes- even though you were a respectable distance from him- sparkled through the dimly lit cafe. “Today’s special is a Strawberry Creme scone, do you want to try that?” He asked as you got closer.

“I’m not sure, does it pair well with a mocha?” You named your favorite caffeinated drink. Or- what you remember as your favorite. It’d been a little over two years since you’d had it, instead opting for a black tea or hot chocolate.

“Uh- not really, no. I’d probably go with a Chocolate Chip muffin.” He reached for a decadent, moist-looking muffin, then stopped, silently asking if that's what you wanted.

“I’d like to try it, then, please.” You gave him as much of a smile as you could muster, and he smiled back at you, but his was a full force smile that seemed to emit a rainbow of colors.

“And you want a mocha with that right?”

“Yes, thank you.” You nod at him.

“I’ve never seen you in here before.” He commented, starting to work on your mocha.

“I’ve never been here, but it seems nice.” You reply, taking a closer look at the cozy looking decor, the bookshelf filled with a variety of titles, and a record player beside it.

“Yeah!” He began pouring the coffee into a to-go cup. “We recently remodeled, Yedamie said that it wasn’t trendy enough.” He gave a slight shake of his head and a small laugh. At your confused face, he added, “Yedam also works here. He’s the creepy looking shadow, there in the corner.”

You both turn to look at him, and you notice the shadowy figure is no longer in the shadows due to the rising sun, and he’s taken the shape of a handsome boy around your age who’s blocking out the world through his headphones.

“Your order is ready,” the barista says, and you move to pay him, taking out some cash, when you notice something odd.

“What's the-” you move closer to the plaque by the cash register. “-Cafe Prince award?”

“Oh.” he gives an awkward laugh, “It’s awarded to the best looking barista.” He grimaces as you look at the award again.

“So, you’re Haruto Wantabe?” you ask, reading the name inscribed on it.

“Uh. no, I’m Mashiho, Haruto works here too.” His smile is back in full force, teeth and all, and you wonder why, when you’ve mistaken him for someone else. And then you realize. You just inadvertently called him good looking.

Coughing slightly, you give him an awkward good-bye and take the coffee and muffin. You really need to get out more.

To be honest though, you don't exactly regret calling him handsome because, well, he is. And his pure smile he gave you made it all worth it. But now you just had more questions.

Who was this Haruto guy? If Mashiho was so kind, was Yedam that nice too? Would the coffee he gave you somehow make you better looking?

I mean, probably not, but one could hope with all the good-lookingness that was brewed in the cafe daily. But right now, you need to focus on finals, because you'd already suffered enough from thinking and drooling over handsome guys for one span of 24 hours. (ahem, Choi Hyunwook)

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haespoir · 2 years ago

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try again: ldh.

never not, pt 2!

⨯ pairing: ex!haechan x reader

⨯ word count: 1.4k

⨯ summary: sleeping with your ex wasn't the best idea when you're too much of a coward to face him after. thankfully, haechan's anger seems to be enough courage for the both of you.

⨯ warnings: uhmmm no content warnings that i can think of... fluff n angst is all i've got.. haechan is desperate and reader gives in easily... just like me fr

⨯ playlist: try again, jaehyun / clementine, grantperez / wayo, bang yedam / universe, thuy

⨯ extra content: part one

⨯ a/n: finally... part two is here!!! i hope you guys enjoy it.. i wanted to include more angst... but i couldn't do it. feedback is always greatly appreciated 🩵

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Waking up to an empty bed has Haechan livid, like absolutely enraged. No one could calm the male down, not that they even wanted to try. It was an unspoken rule to just let Haechan feel his emotions; the male felt everything so intensely that it was useless to even attempt to help.

He couldn’t believe it. If there weren’t bruises scattered along his neck, he would have believed it was some horribly fucked up dream. It was so cruel of you to leave him like this. Even if he had more than a few drinks the night before, he was honest and true in his intentions of wanting to talk. Maybe somewhere along the way the execution was messed up, but he was determined.

Which is why he gives himself time to cool off. Barging into your apartment when he was seeing red was not a wise decision, he knew that much at least. Haechan was not the same immature kid he was when you guys began dating, and he wanted to prove that to you.

He did.

He really did.

But old habits die hard.

haechan [1:05 pm]: i gave you three hours since i’ve woken up haechan [1:05 pm]: answer the damn phone haechan [1:05 pm]: you’re not getting off the hook that easily haechan [1:30 pm]: don’t leave me on read haechan [1:30 pm]: i know where you live you [1:31 pm]: is that a threat? haechan [1:32 pm]: it doesn’t have to be haechan [1:32 pm]: talk to me haechan [1:32 pm]: please you [1:36 pm]: tomorrow haechan [1:39 pm]: not a fucking chance haechan [1:40 pm]: i'm coming over you [1:50 pm]: the code is the same

You weren’t sure how you were going to prepare for this one. The walk of shame out of Haechan’s room was already enough emotional torment for the day. You weren’t ready to face him. You couldn’t think of a single excuse, and you knew Haechan was ready to eat you alive.

Before you can even stop it, the tears begin to pool. You don’t even attempt to fight it as you sit on your couch, the tears rapidly decorating your cheeks. How did you tell your first love that you were a coward? How did you tell him that you loved him so intensely it scared you? At some point during your first year of college, you had begun to spiral when every icebreaker in a class involved Haechan.

What do you like doing?

Hmm, you usually watched your boyfriend's game with his friends.

Who’s your closest friend?

Oh easy, Haechan.

Girls night?

Sorry, you were hanging out with Haechan.

Being so dependent on him was terrifying, but you knew that you couldn’t stop. So you had to cut him off; there were probably better ways to go about it, but you didn’t give it much thought.

It was so unfair to him.

You can’t even begin to fall down that rabbit hole because there’s a sudden pressure on the couch next to you. Haechan was faster than you thought; in fact, it was probably a record speed for Haechan to arrive somewhere. He was someone who enjoyed being fashionably late, anything to make a grand entrance. However, for once, he decides to enter quietly. After all, the fact that the code to your apartment was still his birthday was something that he hoped had more meaning than just being a memorable set of numbers.

“Why are you crying?” You flinch visibly at his tone. You remind yourself that you did this to yourself. Haechan had months of pent-up frustration, and you were prepared to take the entire thing.

That was a lie, by the way.

Because you can’t even bring yourself to look at him. “Do you want a snack? I bought some clementines recently.” You’re deflecting; you both know it. Without giving him a chance to even reply, you rush to the kitchenette in your studio apartment. Once you’re far enough, you steal a glance at Haechan.

Seeing him spread on your couch like that squeezed your heart in ways you could not describe. He looked like he belonged there, like there was no place in the world better than your couch in your small apartment for him to be. Even now when you feared that this would turn into a screaming match and that you both would be left with a hurting heart once again, you knew that you would always love the man who sat in your living room.

He was your universe, your everything. The fact that two years had gone by did not change the connection between you two. It was like you had never left his side; you were his perfect puzzle piece.

And you prayed, as you gathered a few clementines and a plate, that you hadn’t ruined it completely.

Once you’re seated next to him again, you allow yourself the small distraction of peeling the citrus for him. Without realizing it, you’re both sitting in silence; you’re peeling the small fruit and handing each piece to Haechan. It’s like you’ve fallen into a familiar routine. He takes each piece of fruit without much thought, savoring the tart flavor. He swears it tastes best when you’re peeling it for him, even going as far as to remove the pith for him. He always complained that the small strings were too bitter. Someone as sweet as him shouldn’t be eating it, you used to say.

Unknowingly, Haechan’s anger seems to disappear as the nostalgia creeping through his body appears. After all, he was always him when he was with you.

“Why did you do it?” His voice is small when he speaks as if eating had drained him of all the anger coursing through his veins.

“I had to. You consumed my every waking thought,” you reply, feeling the tears beginning to well up. “It’s such a shitty excuse, I know. But I should not be in my general ed classes thinking of marrying my high school sweetheart.” Your attempt at a joke is poor because it’s true. That was something you both knew; there were many nights where you two had laid in his bed, his arm wrapped securely around your shoulders as you discussed married life.

But when you realized just how deep you were, you became scared. Terrified. It was so overwhelming to be in love with someone like Donghyuck. The fear of the unknown had beaten you down.

“That’s so unfair, and you know it,” he says in disbelief. So he was right last night. “I had spent so many months thinking I did something wrong; that there was something wrong with me. You made me think I was unlovable.”

Your heart breaks into a million pieces at his words. Had you done that to him? How could he even look at you right now?

“Oh, Hyuck,” you sniffled, letting his nickname slip into your vocabulary as if it had never left. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Your hands are cupping his face, wiping the tears that spilled from his eyes. Your fingers smelled of citrus as you wiped his tears. At that moment, your love was an offering of your soul and sincerity, an act that spoke volumes to him. “Forgive me,” it declared, “I love you so dearly.”

“That has never been the case. I don’t think there’s a single person who hasn’t fallen in love with you at least once in their life.” You can only hope your sincerity reaches him.

“Well, there’s Renjun…” You roll your eyes at his attempt to be humorous, feeling a bit better knowing that whatever was going on in his head wasn’t bad enough for him to not crack a joke.

Without a word, Haechan is wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his head into your shoulder. “What about you?” he murmurs. “How many times have you fallen in love with me?”

You chew your lip, not fighting your instinct when your hands go to his hair. “I don’t think I could count,” you say. “I fall in love with you every day.”

“Even now?”

You hum, pressing a small kiss to the crown of his head. “Even now.”

That seems to satisfy him. Quickly, he’s pushing onto the couch, the plate of citrus quickly forgotten as he cuddles into your side. “We’ll be alright, right?” It’s a question, but you think it’s more for him than it is for you. You hum again, intertwining your fingers with his. “I want to try again.”

This time you don’t fight it. After all, you were his clementine. His inevitable lover.

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