#yonghoon fanfiction

[miagwynwrites]

I don’t wanna be sappy and shit but I wanna write a cute lil marriage thingy where your partner looks for a pretty ring and you go look for a pretty dress and like make wedding plans and you hubby asks for your parents’ blessing and all that old times cute shit like I wanna write a hubby yonghoon and have wanted to for years but I also love the idea of hubby Geummie and hubby seunghoon :( idk but I would love to write something cutesy and marriage feels cause I’m having a time :(

I wish I could find someone to write for my favs and if the take requests but all the people that wrote either don’t write for who I like if they don’t write anymore or both or they don’t know about my favs ugh :( just feeling really icky with the sad and lonely lately and I want something wholesome and cute but I suck at writing lol :(

[starlit-serenade]

How ONEWE Would Kiss Their S/O

Summary: How would ONEWE kiss their S/O?

Word Count: 844 words

Pairing: Reader x Members / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon); Ju Harin (Harin); Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun); Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong); Lee Giwook (CyA);

Rated: E / Warnings: None / Genre: GenderNeutral!Reader; Fluff;

《 ONEWE Masterlist 》

Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon)

At the earlier stages of your relationship, Yonghoon might be a bit too shy to kiss you boldly.

Mostly soft pecks on your cheek or lips

But once he gets more used to physical affection, he'll become bolder.

Honestly he'll get more physically affectionate over time.

Arm around you, he'll randomly give you kisses whenever he feels.

Though ultimately, he feels that actual kissing--not pecks but full kisses--are best for in private.

Not because he's ashamed or shy (okay, he's a little bit shy) but because he believes that they're better and more intimate when it's just the two of you.

Though if you were to kiss him in public or around his members, he wouldn't not kiss you back.

But those intimate kisses.

He's pretty touchy.

Hands on your hips, or holding your hands.

Lots of eye contact as he gets closer.

Gentle at first--he's a softy.

But if he's in an excited or eager mood, it definitely shows.

Once he gets into the rhythm, he's more confident. 

Yonghoon likes deep kisses.

Holds you close

And closeness.

He smiles into kisses sometimes, if he's extra happy.

Sometimes, if he's really excited or eager, he'll end up giggling into the kiss.

He's just excited, okay?

Ju Harin (Harin)

Harin can be a lot of different ways when it comes to kissing.

A lot of the time, he's goofy and a tease.

Harin's a goofball!

For example:

He'll be holding onto you tightly.

He'll act like he's gonna kiss your lips, but at the last second, he'll duck away and kiss your cheek.

Or he'll be holding you tightly, kissing your entire face all over, everywhere except your lips.

He'll only kiss your lips if you pout at him.

He can't resist your pout.

Sometimes to tease you, he'll be pecking kisses on your lips and hell nibble a bit.

Not to hurt you--no, he'd never hurt you--but to surprise you.

On a more serious note:

He loves holding you and kissing your nose and your head.

Having his arms all around you, holding you tightly.

Or having you sitting on his lap or snuggling with him so he can kiss your cheeks or lips whenever he wants.

He loves the closeness.

He gets smiley at kisses too.

Slow, soft kisses.

Harin is still a bit of a tease.

Nips at your lips sometimes.

Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun)

Hyungu is much more confident when it comes to kissing.

He usually doesn't like to full on kiss you in public.

Though if you were into much more public displays of affection, he wouldn't mind.

He isn't shy really.

He is a bit more playful and a tease.

He doesn't mind giving you cheek kisses or quick pecks on the lips in public or while with his members.

He'd just prefer to be a bit more private when it comes to being super affectionate.

But if you want to be affectionate in public, he wouldn't mind.

It really depends on who his S/O is.

He wouldn't mind being affectionate in public.

But he wouldn't go out of his way to show lota of affection in public.

But when he's kissing you, he'd love to have his hands on your hips.

Maybe one hand on hid hips and one hand holding yours.

Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong)

Dongmyeong would seem very confident at the start of your relationship, kissing you boldly or whatever, but he's really shy.

Kisses you on the cheek only when he's with his members, but only because they tease him.

But he kisses you a lot on the cheek in public and with his members.

Honestly cheek and nose and forehead kisses are his favorites.

Don't get me wrong, he loves lip kisses a lot with you.

But he gives you cheek kisses whenever and wherever he can.

His favorite way to kiss you is giving you a back hug and kissing your cheek from there.

He thinks it's cute!

He likes to give you morning peck kisses on the lips too!

He's much more playful and silly about it.

And he wants to kiss you all the time!

But when giving you lip kisses, he's a bit of a tease.

Likes to playfully nip at your lips during kisses if he wants something after.

He's a tease!

Lee Giwook (CyA)

Giwook is a shy, giggly bub.

He gets super excited and giggly and shy at first, but after a bit, after he gets more used to it, he gets more confident.

He's still giggly.

He loves receiving cheek kisses more than anything.

Giggles when you kiss his cheeks.

Kisses your cheeks back.

There's a big chance you and Giwook would end up chasing each other to give each other cheek kisses.

He's a bit shy about kissing you in public or around the members.

They wouldn't really tease him a lot, he'd still be shy though.

But kissing you when it's just you and him in a music practice room?

He loves that.

Giwook is a softy!

He likes sitting with you, holding your hands and just being able to give you soft kisses.

He likes little, soft pecks the most. Little innocent pecks are his favorites!

But he does like full kisses and stuff when it's just the two of you.

[ddingbaragi]

Dream of Me (but not like that)

Yonghoon x Reader Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares word count: 939

"Don't forget to dream of me" Now if only it were a sweet dream and not a nightmare

A/N: Writing is a bit shit here lol but I hope you enjoy

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There are just those times you’re exhausted and want to flop onto the bed and doze off for hours. It just happened to be one of those days.

You had been going out all day long, hanging out with your love, Yonghoon, and his band members. You spent all day with them, from having lunch to going to arcades, Yonghoon just wanted you to bond more with his bandmates.

You were happy, really, but all those things you guys did drain your energy and you need to rest now. Yonghoon told you to go home first since he still had band practice afterwards. Honestly, where does he get all his energy from?

You didn’t really bother to change or wash up. You just took off your shoes and bag and laid face up on the bed, slowly drifting to sleep.

Ring ring

“Ugh,” you groaned, getting up from your bed and reaching for your phone. You would’ve rejected the call but you saw the caller’s id and it’s Yonghoon.

“Hello?”

“Hi baby,” You heard his voice over the phone, sounding rather worn out. “You sound tired, going to sleep?”

“Yeah, and you were bothering me,” was all you said before ending the call. You didn’t really pay attention to the tone of your voice, which seemed like you were pissed at him. You were tired after all.

Before you put your phone on your desk, a message came in

Yongie <3

Don’t forget to dream of me

I’ll be home in an hour

I love you

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You ignored his message, too tired to reply. Again, you went to sleep with no cleaning up.

It took you only a few minutes to doze off into a deep sleep.

It was dark all around you, you could hardly see what was in front of you. You squinted hard through the black abyss, hands in front of you as you tried to find something to hold onto. It was when you felt something, a person, standing still in their place.

“Yonghoon.”

The lights flickered on, revealing your lover before you. He wasn’t looking at you, no, he was staring off to the distance, to the darkness of whatever this place was.

You realized where you are now: a dark field, no light for some reason. There was no moon shining above. It was just… Empty.

“What do you want?” His voice echoed. It wasn’t his usual chocolate-like voice. It was dull, cold even. 

“Y-yonghoon-”

“Why are you even here?” He said again. 

“Go away.”

Although it was only those two words, it felt like a blade to the chest. You instinctively stepped away from him, bowing your head.

“I don’t want to see you anymore,” he said. It was then you realize his body slowly losing opacity, fading away like dust. You tried to reach out to him, but he started to get fainter.

“Yonghoon.”

You awoke with a jolt, your body sweatier than before and panting heavily. The images of your dream started returning to you, your hands reaching up to rub your face, recollecting yourself.

What was that? Why was Yonghoon like that to you?

What was it supposed to mean?

A knock came from the door, snapping you out of your trance. You shakily get up from bed and head to the door.

You opened it without thinking of checking who it was. Turns out it was Yonghoon, drenched in sweat and exhausted.

“Y/N?” He asked, his voice muffled because of the mask. “Are you okay?”

You had no idea how bad you looked, you were a mess. You couldn’t let yourself say anything and your voice was stuck in your throat.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” His hands gripping onto your shoulders. You finally lost it. You broke down there and then. Yonghoon panicked momentarily before pulling you into a hug. You didn’t care about how smelly the two of you were, your hands made their way to his back, clutching the fabric of his jacket tight.

“Shhh it’s okay,” he whispered, letting you sob into his chest. He picked up your petite frame and carried you to the bed. 

“What happened?”

Once you calmed down, you finally managed to explain to him what happened.

“You just seemed so… you hated me.”

Yonghoon’s face was sullen. He pulled you close and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You know I would never hate you,” he said gently, rubbing circles on your back. “I love you too much.”

You sighed and dropped your head. “I’m sorry if I was a bit mean on the phone.” You felt like it was probably the reason you had that dream. You shouldn’t be mean to him, you never should. He has always been so caring to you. There was nothing about him you can get mad about.

“It’s okay, you were a bit tired, that’s all,” he said. “We should get cleaned up before heading to bed.”

Unlike before, you washed up and brushed your teeth before changing into more comfortable clothes, Yonghoon doing the same once you were done. 

He crawled into the sheets right next to you, wrapping his right arm around your waist. His other hand playing your hair before placing small kisses over your face. It was ticklish and it made you squirm in his embrace, but you eventually melted into it, snuggling your head into his torso as he hummed a soft tune.

The two of you stayed like that for a moment before you started to slowly drift to sleep, not missing the words he says as you fall asleep

“Good night, my world. I love you.”

[lovingoneweisalifestyle]

Hi I hope I'm not bothering, but I've been meaning to make a request! I was wondering if you could do a Onewe as your best friends? Or like how Onewe would be as your best friends? And if you can, preferably make it in bullet point format but scenarios work too if you'd like! If you aren't able to do it, it's totally alright! No worries! But thank you so so much in advance and thank you so so much for writing for Onewe! I absolutely love your works they're all just so amazing and keep up the great work! Sending you lots of love and support! And if you have any questions, I'd be more than happy to answer! thank you so so much once again ❤️❤️

A/N: Hi! No you're not bothering at all! i love to get requests! and i'm glad you read my writings and like them 🥺 it really means a lot to me 🥰 i've been busy so i've only seen this request now so i apologize for the late reply and i hope you enjoy!

Yonghoon:

- never a dull moment with him, he'll keep you entertained with weird skits

- tells you all the funny stories about him and the other members

- very affectionate

Harin:

- the first to know when something is wrong with you and will comfort you in all ways

- lots of inside jokes

- kinda protective over you bc he only wants the best for you

Kanghyun:

- reading and coffee platonic dates

- plays guitar for you and will teach you if you ask

- makes you laugh all the time

Dongmyeong:

- do each others nails, hair, makeup and choose each others outfit

- sleepovers are filled with watching dramas and giving makeovers

- gets upset when you're upset

CyA:

- writes songs for you as presents and you give him plushies and recording equipment

- keep him company at the studio when he's working late ends up with both of you laughing at the sound effects he put over his voice

- the cutest friend ever, will do anything to make sure you always smile

[unknownarchiviste]

page 01: on the day i was tired but decided to run anyway

✿ on this page, i write

✿ jin yonghoon // 332 words

✿ hello! i’m still not back from my loooong writing hiatus but i’ve written something :) i’m kind of planning to continue this oneshot/drabble/whatever series and update it every time i feel like writing some random stuff.

✿ this fic is quite different from my previous ones. it’s in the first pov and a little bit angsty(?). anyway, it’s inspired by onewe’s universe_, most specifically the line “우리 멀리 갈가?” which translates to “shall we go father?”

✿ other stories

I was aimlessly running.

There was no finish line in sight but I knew I had to get somewhere. Time was moving the same way as it had always been but somehow, every tick of the timer gets louder by the second. The wind was blowing against me and although it did nothing but flutter my hair, I felt like every time it blew, the fire inside me flickered and wavered.

I did not notice the crack on the road until I stumbled because of it. A strong hand gripped my arm to steady me. For some reason, Yonghoon’s hold tugged something at my heart. My tired and leaden legs soften, and I completely dropped on the ground.

And I cried.

Yonghoon crouched down and gently patted my head.

“We can rest for a while, you know,” he whispered softly.

And I knew he meant something other than taking a break from this impulsive and aimless morning run. He meant taking a break from the reason why I suddenly ran today.

There were a lot of reasons why I felt so drained and empty these days but the only thing I could say through my tears was, “I’m just so tired.”

I continuously sobbed and muttered the same phrase over and over. Yonghoon was just there, gently patting my head, listening to my cries, and saying nothing.

When all my tears dried up and my sobs turned to hiccups, Yonghoon stood up. With my tear-stained face, I looked up at him. He stretched his legs and shook them out before looking back at me. With a soft smile on his face, he held out his hand.

“Shall we go farther?” He asked.

I took his hand and stood up. “Yeah, let’s go farther.”

Yonghoon did not let go of my hand nor did I let go of his. Instead of running, we walked slowly and leisurely, leaving a bit of the heaviness inside my heart on the spot where I stumbled.

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part two .

we’ll be forgiven together we wait for space together we wait for silence

There was something hauntingly comforting about the whole situation.

There was a distant fire blazing, lighting up the small space surrounding it. He felt tempted to go towards it. Towards light—just like the Walkers.

They loved light. You would think they would be more accustomed to the nighttime the way bats and racoons are. More leeway to attack, no one to spy on you and see your every move in broad daylight. People are more vulnerable. But no, they loved light.

They loved the light the way Yonghoon loved the haunting comfort. Being alone was the last thing anyone would want given the state of the universe at the time, but for Yonghoon—finally, he was alone.

He had become a nomad once things began to settle in. Most people panicked when the beginning of the end had crept upon mankind. People were terrified to lose their lives. Those lives they complained about every day—suddenly, they wanted it back. The seven o’clock alarms and rush hour traffic. But he could escape.

He ignored the fire and kept on. 

The sound of Yonghoon’s car became music to his ears as the rumbling of the engine blocked out the sounds of the Walkers moans and groans. He had learned every single word of every single song on the CDs his parents had left behind. In particular, the Theatre of Pain CD by Motley Crue had become almost entirely worn out. But he figured, if a Walker decided to make themselves at home in his vehicle, break the thing in half and end their misery.

There’s no character to the sky above him. It’s a faded blue-grey—no clouds, no sun, no birds. It reflected the way things had become—dead.

He put in a Green Day CD as he drove down the dirt road. He played the music softly so Walkers wouldn’t hear. He focuses on the music, trying to keep his eyes off the few Walkers that were littered around the area. A large, open field stretched across his left side, and on the right, stands what he had assumed to be an abandoned neighborhood. 

As he started to turn onto the main stretch of the road, he heard screams. Not just those guttural hisses and moans from the Walkers, but a live, a young scream. There was a human nearby. 

He parked his car on the road, taking a stronghold of his knife. He prepared himself to kill anything that posed a threat, even the source of the screams. If there was one thing Yonghoon was beginning to learn since the start of it all, it was to never trust anyone.

The screams were coming from just ahead of him on the side of the road. A puddle of blood had surrounded the body that continued to let out sounds of agony and misery. Yonghoon approached slowly, steadily, keeping his focus on the knife in his hand. As he got closer to the source, it was a short-stacked, obviously younger boy. His leg was wrapped in a thick amount of cloth, which was stained red. 

“H-Help—”

“I’m gonna help you. ‘Kay?” Yonghoon inched closer, keeping his distance in case the boy decided to pounce. He noticed the boy tense up at the sight of the knife in Yonghoon’s grip. Yonghoon dropped it on the pavement. “What happened?”

The boy inhaled a deep breath before speaking. “I got shot. Some assholes just drove by and got me, they must’ve thought I was a Rotter or something.”

Yonghoon kneeled, taking a closer look at the wound. It smelled. 

“Okay. Can you stand?” Yonghoon asked as he grabbed his knife and put it back in its sleeve. The boy winced as he pushed himself off the ground. Yonghoon wrapped the boy’s arm around his own shoulders as they slowly walked back towards the car. The music was still flooding from the cracks of the windows. Yonghoon felt embarrassed for a fleeting moment, listening to Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

The boy heaved in heavy, slow breaths, and Yonghoon could tell he was trying not to let out any loud noises. 

“What’s your name, kid?” Yonghoon asked, trying to spark up some conversation. He realized though that this boy was probably in no mood to be talking when he had a gaping hole in his leg.

“It’s Giwook,” he replied.

“Cool.”

More silence.

“There’s houses over there,” the boy explained as he pointed to his right. “I was going over there then I got shot. I think I saw some light coming from over there.”

Yonghoon made a turn to the right, through a small tunnel of trees looming overhead. The sun tried its best to peek through the branches and shine on them. It was beginning to grow into nighttime, and still, the dead sky wouldn’t drop its guard to give what was left of mankind a nice sunset to look at. Nonetheless, despite the few Walkers that lingered around, the sight was rather beautiful. Again, a calming, haunting comfort.

Driving became more difficult as they entered the neighborhood. Bodies littered the street, along with debris of all sorts. Yonghoon would have been shocked if there were anyone in any of the houses.

“You stay here. I’m gonna find some gauze or something,” Yonghoon said in a low, husky voice. “If any of the Dead Ones pose any sort of threat, just scream. And here—“ Yonghoon took that Motley Crue CD out of the middle compartment and snapped it in two. “You can stab them with this.”

Then he was off. He made sure to lock the doors behind him. He didn’t know Giwook, except for that he was a tough boy for trying to live through a bullet to the thigh, but either way, he wanted to protect him. 

Yonghoon checked the houses. He skipped the ones that looked like they had been inhabited by Walkers, or the ones that were burned to the ground, which was most of them. Most of them had already been ransacked.

One smaller house that looked more worn down and barren stood towards the end of the road. It was boarded up. No windows to peek through. 

It was obvious someone was in there.

Yonghoon wasn’t sure, though, but tried anyway. 

He knocked a few times, waited, to no avail.

He let out a shallow sigh before taking another good look around the house. The area around it was clean. There weren’t any bodies or trash lying around. Yonghoon tried once more, this time, knocking quickly three times, then slowly three more times, then quickly three times. He heard the floor creak inside.

He grabbed a hold of his knife. The person behind the door was just as prepared as Yonghoon was—he pointed a large rifle right at Yonghoon’s face.

Yonghoon put his hands up, keeping the knife in his hands. The guy behind the gun nodded towards the blade, gesturing for Yonghoon to drop it. This surely wasn’t his first rodeo, having to stare down the barrel of a gun. It was how people made conversation with one another nowadays.

“I’m good, I’m good,” Yonghoon repeated with a soft voice. “I just need a little help.”

The guy scanned Yonghoon up and down. Despite the giant gun in his grip, he didn’t look that intimidating. He was shorter than Yonghoon. He had a stout build. He sported a plain, blue t-shirt and some tattered jeans. He gave Yonghoon a glare, one that told him to explain.

“I...I need some bandages. Or something. Alcohol, antibiotics...my friend is shot.”

They both paused, staring each other down. The guy with the gun whistled as he cocked his head back. Upon his cue arrived a much taller guy, however, lanky and nimble. He immediately reached for his pistol at his waistband. 

“Where?” asked the short one with a monotone voice. 

“He’s in my car.”

The other two in the house exchanged looks. “You got a car?”

“Yeah. I’ve got about three-quarters of a tank left.”

They both lowered their guns. “Take us to the car.”

And so Yonghoon did. They walked back down the road, taking out the occasional Walker. The shorter guy kept his aim on Yonghoon the whole time, though, pressing the tip of the gun between Yonghoon’s shoulder blades. The other guy took bigger strides—either because he had such long legs, or he was eager to see what Giwook and Yonghoon’s Honda had in store. Yonghoon noticed, and looked behind him at the short one. 

“We lost our friend,” he said quietly. He had a haunting grit to his voice. “You know your friend’s name?”

Yonghoon swallowed hard. “Giwook.”

The two exchanged glances again. “Not ours.”

Once they made it to the vehicle, Yonghoon pointed towards the passenger’s side. He unlocked the doors and the short guy now aimed his gun at Giwook. It only took one look at the boy to know he wouldn’t be any sort of threat.

Tall boy looked up. “They’re good.”

As their guns were lowered, they all gathered around Giwook as he hunched over in pain. He was sweating bullets—his shirt clung to his skin, his hair was oily and damp. 

“How the hell are you still alive?” asked Tall boy. Giwook gave him an annoyed expression. 

“Just give us some damn help, okay?”

Giwook leaned his head back as he closed his eyes. Yonghoon put a hand on his shoulder, which made the boy squirm. 

“He’s not infected, is he?” 

Yonghoon let out a sigh. “No. He just got shot. We just need some stuff to hold him over.”

“Take us to Gwangju, and we’ll take care of your friend.”

And so they left Yonghoon there. He had a sour feeling in his stomach, thinking about having to deal with Giwook all the way to Gwangju. Hell, he didn’t even know where he was. 

Yonghoon went into the back of the car and grabbed a half-empty water bottle from under the seat. He opened it for Giwook, then instructed the boy to drink. He could barely open his mouth, and the water dribbled all over his shirt. The stench of the boy was unsettling—the combination of his rotting leg and the sweat coating his skin made Yonghoon feel queasy. 

After what had felt like a decade, the two finally returned. Only this time, on a motorcycle, and with a box.

Without any hesitation, Short Guy threw the box into the backseat, then took out a roll of paper towel. He handed it to Yonghoon, who was still kneeling next to Giwook.

“Wrap that around his leg. Keeping that bandage on is gonna infect it,” he said. Giwook started to unravel what cloth he had on the wound, the sound of scabbed skin ripping with the cloth making everyone cringe. Yonghoon prepped the paper towel as Tall Guy kneeled next to him. 

“I’m Hyungu,” he said, looking at Giwook, then at Yonghoon. His gaze lingered on Yonghoon a bit longer—maybe, because he didn’t want to look at the gory sight of Giwook’s injury—but Yonghoon didn’t mind it. The boy had beach-blonde hair and glasses. Yonghoon was shocked they weren’t broken or anything yet. In fact, he looked rather clean compared to his accomplice.

“Nice to meet you, Hyungu,” Yonghoon replied as he helped Giwook. He held up the old makeshift bandage, throwing it behind them as he made a disgusted face. Hyungu looked closer at the wound. 

“Is there an exit wound?” Hyungu asked as he watched Yonghoon wrap the towel around Giwook’s leg. Over in the distance, Short Guy was fueling up his bike. From afar, he looked more intimidating. He had a sheer buzz cut for hair, and sported a few tattoos, at least in the spots that were visible.  

“Don’t know. It just hurts.” Giwook seethed through his teeth as the fresh cloth touched his skin. Yonghoon winced, as if he could sense the pain Giwook was in, coursing through his own veins. The sight of the wound alone made his stomach turn.

Before Yonghoon could wrap the towel around, Hyungu grabbed his hand, stopping him. Their eyes met and Yonghoon’s face washed over with confusion. Hyungu looked over towards his partner, whistling to grab his attention.

“Harin,” he shouted. “Throw me your canteen.”

Without hesitation, Short Guy—presumably Harin—tossed over a small container, Hyungu catching it in his hands without any sort of struggle. Hyungu grabbed some of the paper towel, pouring a little water on the cloth then wiping it over Giwook’s leg. The younger boy let out a painful noise of misery. Hyungu let out a shallow chuckle.

“Sorry,” he said as Yonghoon grabbed the boy’s forearm. They finished patching up Giwook.

“What exactly is in Gwangju?” asked Yonghoon. He stood from his kneeling position, which sent a sore pain through his knees and ankles. He walked around to the other side of the car and leaned against the door.

“Some refugee camp. We were headed there, then got separated from one of our own. We think he’s probably headed there.”

Yonghoon looked inside the car at Giwook, who had his eyes closed as he held his thigh. 

“They could help your friend,” Harin added. “And besides. We’re running out of resources here.”

Harin started his bike as he secured the small bag on the back of his bike, tightening the straps around the seat. 

“Do you know how far it is?” Yonghoon asked. Hyungu went back to the car, grabbing something from the box from earlier. He pulled out a tattered map. At first, seemingly useful, until Yonghoon joined Hyungu in examining the paper which had its words faded beyond recognition. The roads printed in the ink looked just like streaks of yellow sun rays on the paper. Hyungu held the paper close to his eyes, examining further.

“We just need to head south. About 100 miles.” Hyungu folded up the map, putting it into the pocket of the flannel he wore. “It shouldn’t take more than a day or two.”

And so they prepared for their trek. Yonghoon hoped and prayed for the mileage on his car to do him some justice, for he really had no idea if what was left would get them to their destination. Either way, he was determined to get Giwook some real help.

Hyungu drove with Yonghoon and Giwook, Harin led them on his motorcycle. Despite the peaceful feeling that surrounded the group, Yonghoon clenched the wheel so hard the entire time. His fingers began to cramp up. His knuckles went white.

He didn’t relax until they reached the highway—littered with cars and bodies.

[serenityseventeen]

― About Me

Hi guys so I just decided to make one of these out of the blue to add to my navigation... anyways, here I go. I will just put information that I see others include on their "about me" posts hehe.

― Basic information

Name: Serenity (this is not my real name)

Born: 2007

Zodiac: Aquarius

MBTI: INFP-T

Pronouns: She/Her

Time Zone: CDT

I am an Asian-American living in the U.S.

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― Hobbies

I read sometimes.

Watching movies, usually horror ones.

Writing fanfiction.

Drawing... I have a drawing book and some pencils, erasers, a blending thing...?

Watching Korean dramas.

Listening to music. I cannot live without music.

Dancing. I usually only dance to kpop choreographies/songs.

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― Kpop Boy Groups I Stan & My Biases

I'm a huge multistan hehe but I don't usually keep up with a lot of the groups I used to stan so this list is more like "kpop boy groups I have a bias in". The first two are my ults!

+ I don't really stan newer groups, just a few

SEVENTEEN ― Wonwoo

DAY6 ― Young K

TXT ― Yeonjun

BIGBANG ― G-Dragon

IKON ― DK

WINNER ― Mino

TREASURE ― Junkyu

Stray Kids ― 3racha

GOT7 ― Yugyeom

Super Junior ― Eunhyuk

NCT ― Jaemin

Monsta X ― Minhyuk/I.M

VIXX ― Leo

INFINITE ― Sunggyu

ATEEZ ― Wooyoung

Pentagon ― Kino

BTOB ― Minhyuk

A.C.E ― Donghun

THE BOYZ ― Juyeon

ONEWE - Yonghoon

+ many more groups... I have more groups out there that I have a bias in (disbanded & current) & I also have a lot of groups out there that I don't have a bias in but still keep up with... I am just too lazy to write them all down.

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― Kpop Girl Groups I Stan

I am a boy group stan so I don't stan girl groups. I do listen to some of them though, along with female soloists/duets too. I'd be grateful for some song recs!

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― A Few Things I Like/Fun Facts

I'm in love with cats. I used to always want a dog as a pet but now I want a cat too (though I'd probably never get one).

I have 5 siblings ― 3 brothers and 2 sisters. Me and my sisters are kpop stans.

I like stuffed animals. I have a bear called Bearston and I sleep with him beside me all the time.

I love Boba tea.

I support LGBTQIA+

I like watching true crime.

I consider myself a carat since DWC era but at that time, I didn't keep up with them as much as I do now. Back then, my bias was Vernon and I knew all of their names and I watched them here and then on variety shows. Let's just say I'm a bigger carat now? (Seriously, I got back into them again because I decided one day, why not watch GoSe? - I think that was before home;run)

My favorite show: Vincenzo & Taxi Driver & Move To Heaven

My favorite book: The Devotion of Suspect X by Keigo Higashino

My favorite song of the month: Montage_ (꿈속에서 놓친 너, 옅은 잠결에 흐르길) by ONEWE

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― Other Apps I Post My Work On

My Wattpad: @/srnity-svt (formerly known as kpopsmesh) where I reupload my imagines, reactions, oneshots, etc into one book.

My Instagram: @/serenity.seventeen (posts are not frequent/regular)

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― I began posting on this Tumblr blog on October 25th, 2020.

Thank you for chiming in & reading this to get to know about me! I appreciate everyone who reads my works! :) I hope you guys have a great day!

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-serenityseventeen

[cheonsans]

Fanfiction

Group: RPM.

Featuring: All of RPM.

Genre: Humor, sheer crackheadery. 

Word-count: About 1.4k.

Warnings: Look, I’m not gonna sugarcoat. This is pretty filthy. Strong language, sexual references and blatant innuendos, RPM are thots, drinking. Usage of the word “daddy,” Kiyong’s a bottom, nothing is sacred anymore. 

Summary: What else is there for a drunk boy group to do but dramatically reenact their own fanfiction? 

“Jaehwa leaned in closer, his breath trembling delectably over Kyungjae’s swollen lower lip. His voice was scratchy and dripping with lust as he stared into Kyungjae’s wide eyes, and he–”

Yonghoon stops reading abruptly as Jaehwa interrupts, taking a step back from Kyungjae. “Wait, wait, hold up. How are we defining delectably here? There’s no point in doing this if we don’t commit, so I’ve gotta get this right.”

“Just shut up and make out, already. This one’s too boring, I hate slow burn.” Kiyong groans, and tosses his head back against the top of the couch. He attempts to toss a butter-drenched handful of popcorn into his mouth at that angle and disastrously misses. His snack scatters on the cushions as a piece bounces on the top of Hyukjin’s head to settle in his hair, but the maknae doesn’t so much as flinch, too content resting on Kiyong’s lap in his drunken stupor.

The boy group is sprawled in their dorm living room, several cases of soju down the drain. The evidence is blatantly displayed on their coffee table in all of its empty green glass glory, their shot glasses empty, the dregs quaffed, and their sobriety long since having abandoned them. On nights like these, there is only one thing left to do, and that was dramatically reenact only the most scintillating fanfictions they can find.

Kyungjae and Jaehwa have pushed the table closer to the couch in order to provide more space for their show, and presently, the two are staring each other down with a bit too much heated dedication for anyone’s comfort. “This one’s dumb.” Hyukjin echoes Kiyong’s sentiment, and plucks the popcorn from his fluffy black hair to shove it gracelessly between his lips, chewing dazedly. It’s easy for him to say, however, as he had set the mood for the night rather early on by planting a wet, sloppy, and very real kiss on Yonghoon’s mouth when it had been his turn, much to the disappointment of all and surprise to no one.

“I’ll have you guys know that it has several thousands kudos on Archive of Our Own, so watch it. Good college AU’s are hard to come by, and it’s the only one that doesn’t have an orgy scene, since someone,” Yonghoon shoots a caustic glance at Finn, who’s manspreading on one of their cozy armchairs, unbothered, “is a coward who won’t participate.”

“I refuse to stoop to your levels.” Finn replies, as evenly as he can muster, but the rosy hue that has overtaken his features and the way his syllable tumble together detracts from his credibility. He’d been downing shots like the rest of them, after all, and the only reason he hasn’t retreated to his bed is that the walk just doesn’t seem worth the effort.

“You’re the one with the prolific acting history, the least you could do is show us how it’s done. You’re being selfish.” Jaehwa frowns. “Delectably. Should I be going for a hungry kinda vibe? Is there a difference between plain horny and dripping with lust? AU me has game, I’ll give him that.” The leader seems far more stressed out than he has any right to be about something so trivial, and Kyungjae rolls his eyes and snags Jaehwa by the forearms to swivel the taller back around to face him, intent upon finishing what they’ve started.

“Whatever, hyung, it doesn’t matter. Where were we? I think you had me pinned up against the library wall, right?”

“You’re too eager, I don’t trust this.” Kiyong interjects, and Yonghoon is quick to peel off one of his slippers and lob it at the rapper’s head. It misses its mark by a longshot, but the sentiment is the maintained, at the very least.

“Interrupt one more time, and I’ll find a fic where you have a small dick!” Yonghoon insists, and brandishes his iPad threateningly.

“He’s just bitter ‘cause all the fics you could find were of him bottoming.” Hyukjin mumbles, sleepily, and he mushes his face further into Kiyong’s thigh. “But ‘s okay, hyung, no shame in that.” He pats the rapper’s knee reassuringly, but the cerise flush of Kiyong’s face doesn’t fade. He falls silent, at least, though not after shoving Hyukjin off his lap petulantly. The maknae is unfazed, and slumps the other way, head too heavy to move smoothly.

“Anyways. As I was saying…’his voice was scratchy and dripping with lust as he stared into Kyungjae’s wide eyes, and Jaehwa murmured softly, ‘Daddy wants you, baby.’ Kyungjae moaned, strained, overwhelmed by the aura of sheer dominance exuded by the taller man, and–” As he reads, Jaehwa is quick to fall into character, pressing Kyungjae up against the bare wall to the side of their TV. The shorter member’s eyes are as wide as described, though whether that can be attributed to his acting skills or genuine ferality, no one can be sure.

“Pause!” Jaehwa announces, again, suddenly, and a collective groan rings out in the room. “I hate that whole third-person daddy shit. I feel like my character would be more of a sir kinda guy, can we adjust that? There wasn’t even any negotiation with that, either, I wouldn’t be able to take myself seriously.”

“Bro, I didn’t write it.” Yonghoon’s tone is resigned, but he still manages to swat one of Hyukjin’s hands away from a quarter-full bottle of soju on the table. “Kyungjaeshole999 did, so can we just get on with it how it’s written?”

“I’m also not really feeling the whole aura of dominance thing from you, hyung. You’ve really gotta sell it, you seem like more of a bottom than Ki–” Hyukjin isn’t able to finish his sentence, as Kiyong has kicked him off the couch with a yelp and a thud. Their maknae doesn’t despair for long, however, as he takes the opportunity to grab the soju and knock the rest of it back.

“Alright, that’s it. You’re all pathetic.” Finn shoves his phone into his pocket and gets to his feet. “Apparently, you can’t figure it out for yourselves, so here.” He nudges Jaehwa out of the way, much to the leader’s dismay, but there’s nothing left to do but watch in awe as Finn snakes a hand into Kyungjae’s dark hair and pulls, forcing the shorter more firmly against the wall and his gaze upwards to meet Finn’s own. His other hand grips Kyungjae’s sweat-damp shirtfront, twisting the fabric menacingly.

His entire energy has changed, unmistakably. The set to Finn’s jaw and half-lidded fire in his eyes is enough to have Kyungjae sagging against the wall in a way that is anything but exaggerated. The rapper’s lips part around a gasp, softly, but Finn isn’t done yet.

“Daddy wants you, baby.” The line is a bit clumsy in retrospect, but Finn’s delivery is unfortunately spot on. He leans in close, words growled almost directly into Kyungjae’s ear, and nearly too soft for the others to hear him. The whine that absconds Kyungjae’s throat is far too convincing, and Finn releases his hold on Kyungjae’s hair to gently hold the shorter’s chin for a beat too long before he drops both of his hands and steps back, unbothered.

The room is silent. Kyungjae remains against the wall, seemingly frozen, as a manic smile claims his lips. 

“That is how you do it.” Finn asserts, oblivious to the awestruck stares pinned to him as he attempts fixing his hair. “Anyways, I’m going to bed, try to manage without me.” With that, he leaves the room, though the stupefied silence remains for a few moments longer.

“Um. Did that go straight to anyone else’s dick?” Kyungjae’s voice is thin and shaky as he slowly unpeels himself from the wall, a hand over his own chest in order to feel the reverberating thunder of his own heartbeat.

Kiyong raises his hand, immediately and unabashedly. Even Jaehwa looks impressed, and Hyukjin certainly would have wholeheartedly agreed if he weren’t passed out on the floor.

“Anyways, uh. I think that’s...enough for tonight.” Yonghoon clears his throat, bewildered, and turns his iPad off succinctly.

For once, no one argues.

[starlit-serenade]

ONEWE Reacting to Their S/O Falling Asleep on Their Lap

Summary: How would ONEWE react to their S/O falling asleep on their lap in public or at a party?

Word Count: 1,018 words

Pairing: Reader x Members / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon); Ju Harin (Harin); Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun); Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong); Lee Giwook (CyA);

Rated: E / Warnings: None / Genre: GenderNeutral!Reader; Fluff;

《 ONEWE Masterlist 》

Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon)

Yonghoon would find you cute, and he’d be so soft for you. But he'd also want to take you home so you can sleep somewhere more peaceful. He'd try to wake you up gently.

You're snoring with your head on Yonghoon's lap. It's an afterparty after one of their performances, and you had insisted on coming along. Yu hadn't expected to be this tired so fast. And yet, here you are, fast asleep with your arms wrapped around his waist.

You groan a bit, hugging him tighter, and Yonghoon swears his heart beats a bit faster, and his fingers absentmindedly trace your face a bit. You giggle in your semi-sleep, and he freezes.

"Sorry," he whispers, and you mumble something sleepily that he doesn't hear as you squeeze his waist and bury your face in his tummy sleepily. He smiles fondly down at you and strokes your hair, singing to you softly to help you sleep better, completely forgetting that he's at a busy afterparty.

Ju Harin (Harin)

Harin would think you were the sweetest thing. He would feel conflicted, because he’d both want to take you home to get you to sleep somewhere safer and more comfortable, but he would also not want to disturb you.

You lean against Harin's shoulder on the bench, exhausted from following Harin all day for his schedule, filled with interviews and a performance. You know he's worked a lot today, but all of the social stimulation that you're not used to was exhausting.

You close your eyes, feeling yourself drift off.

Harin hums gently. You shift a bit in your sleep, sitting up and resting your head on his lap. He runs his fingers through your hair gently. People are milling about, snacking and chatting, and he's worried that someone might accidentally wake you.

Maybe if I take them to the empty waiting room across the hall,  they'll be able to sleep peacefully . . . should I wake them?

He considers waking you up, but the more he stares at you, sleeping with your head on his lap, the less he wants to wake you up.

He settles with staying in the chair, and pressing a shushing finger to his lips at anyone who looks at you two, telling them to stay quiet as they near. Some people smile, thinking you two are so cute together.

Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun)

He would want you to sleep well. He'd try to see if the room you were already in was peaceful enough, but if it got too disruptive, he'd move with you to a quieter room.

Hyungu was halfway done with explaining the dumb thing his band members did yesterday when he noticed you were no longer responding. He looks down at you; you had gone from lying on the couch, your head on his lap to softly snoring.

He looks up at the people milling about the room, dressed up in nice formal clothes, suits and dresses. This party is to celebrate one of the staff's wedding, and now that that's all out of the way and everyone is chatting, eating and drinking, he can understand why you're so tired.

He smiles softly, stroking your hair fondly. You look so peaceful, and he's so happy that you trust him enough to fall asleep on him in public. Even though he knows it isn't about that. You were just tired. But still.

Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong)

Dongmyeong would find you so adorable. You're his baby after all. His sleepy baby. He'd run his hands through your hair and stroke your cheeks, giggling while trying not to wake you.

Dongmyeong has his arms wrapped around you as you lean against his shoulder. He's noticed several times today that you've been nearly dozing off. Every time he saw your eyes closing, he'd ask if you wanted to lie down, but you shook yourself awake and smiled, shaking your head.

Now, as the day ends, you're finally giving in to your sleepiness. The boys are all hanging out together, celebrating a new follower milestone by eating and singing and hanging out. After about an hour of partying, you and Dongmyeong sat down while watching his members doing karaoke at the top of their lungs.

Despite the sound of Yonghoon almost screaming across the room, while Harin headbangs harder than necessary, Dongmyeong notices you're falling asleep over his shoulder.

"Y/Nie," he murmurs softly.

"Hm?"

"Do you want to sleep?" he asks.

You shake your head, but he notices your eyes are already closed. He giggles and takes your hands gently.

"Lie down," he mumbles. You let him guide you so that your head is on his lap, and almost immediately, you're fast asleep.

He smiles softly, giggling a bit, and pokes your cheek to check if you really are asleep. You let out a groan and shift a bit, but you're definitely asleep.

"Oh, baby," he murmurs gently. He realizes that it's now Harin's turn to do karaoke, and he knows that the screaming is about to get louder, so he gently places his hands over your ears, smiling so hard that you could see a dimple if you were awake.

Lee Giwook (CyA)

He'd be so panicked. He doesn't want to accidentally wake you up, and he doesn't want anyone or anything to wake you up while you sleep. He'd do anything to keep you asleep and undisturbed.

You had been up all night with Giwook at the studio, working together and joking together while he worked on producing. And while Giwook is used to it you are not.

Which is why you've been dozing off repeatedly today. Why did you decide to join Giwook on his schedule today?

You lean into Giwook, and you feel your head miss his shoulder and yelp. He gasps and catches your settling you down carefully on his lap. You hum and snuggle closer to him.

Giwook, realizing that you're asleep, wraps his arm around you a bit, to make sure you don't accidentally roll off of the chair or anything, and hums a bit, to help make sure you sleep peacefully. He hopes to God that no one will come over and try to talk to him. They might disturb you.

[starlit-serenade]

ONEWE Reacting to Their S/O Listening to Their Songs

Summary: How would ONEWE react to seeing their S/O listening, singing, or dancing to their music?

Word Count: 1,117 words

Pairing: Reader x Members / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon); Ju Harin (Harin); Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun); Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong); Lee Giwook (CyA);

Rated: E / Warnings: None / Genre: GenderNeutral!Reader; Fluff;

《 ONEWE Masterlist 》

Jin Yonghoon (Yonghoon)

Honestly, he's flustered. He gets all giggly and shy when you're singing his songs. He would be so shy that he'd have no idea what to say, so he'd just watch you shyly in awe.

Yonghoon scrolls though his phone as he leans against the kitchen island. You're in the bathroom, washing up to go on a date with him.

He can hear you playing 'Parting' from the bathroom. You're singing so loudly that he can hear you over the running water from the sink. He smiles softly as you sing his first verse smoothly.

After the water stops, he sees you exit the bathroom. Your phone, still blasting the song, is sticking out of your pocket, and you're singing while fixing your hair up. You're dancing around a bit, smiling as you sing dramatically into an imaginary microphone, obviously having fun. 

He stares at you in awe as you appear. He's a bit flustered by you singing his songs--his part for the song--and can't really find the words to explain how cute you are and how shy you make him by singing and dancing to his song. He giggles shyly as you wink at him mid-dance.

Ju Harin (Harin)

Harin would be very happy to see you listening to his music. He'd probably smile so much that his cheeks would hurt. He'd probably watch you, maybe even dance along a tiny bit. But he'd probably spend more time adoring you than anything.

You sit cross-legged on the bed, writing something for work. Very focused.

That's a lie.

You have a paragraph of your five page paper done as you watch the 'Regulus' music video for the tenth time in a row. You're swaying to the music, singing along as you sway your arms around goofily, pretending to play an invisible drumset. Though the song isn't upbeat, you've found a way to make it really fun to dance to.

Harin closes the front door quietly, not wanting to disturb your hard work. As he creeps over to the bedroom to check on you, he sees you with your earbuds in, waving and flailing your arms. It takes a minute for him to realize that you're attempting to imitate the movements of a drummer, as you're exaggerating so much. He would be wondering what weird song you were listening to, if it weren't for the fact that you were singing 'Regulus's lyrics slightly off-tune.

Harin smiles widely, so that the corners of his eyes crinkle, watching you from the doorway. You're so cute, attempting and failing at imitating a drummer. How can he not admire your silly, goofy self from a distance? He doesn't want to disturb you from your focus, after all.

Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun)

Hyungu, seeing you vibing to his group's music, would probably join you in vibing. He'd play air guitar with you. He loves seeing you happy, and he knows spending time with you, joining you in your fun, would make you even more happy. He's so happy, knowing his music is something you can vibe to.

Hyungu opens the door to your apartment. You had invited him over to watch a movie and hang out.

The first thing he is met with when he arrives is the loud sound of your music, his own group's song 'End of Spring' blasting from within. As he comes closer to investigate, he sees you in the kitchen, microwaving popcorn while aggressively dancing and singing to the music. 

He grins widely. When you see him, you pause for a second, before resuming your jamming to the music. This is fairly common, as you always feel comfortable being goofy and carefree in front of him.

After a second, he walks over and joins you in jamming, pretending to play an air guitar to the song. Both of you continue head banging and air guitar playing until the song ends.

He asks you about your day as you remove the popcorn from the microwave, and you two go back about your day as if you hadn't just been headbanging together to 'End of Spring'.

Son Dongmyeong (Dongmyeong)

Dongmyeong would be so very flustered and shy, but wouldn't want to admit it at all. He'd obviously be so happy and proud that you like his group's music, but he's too shy to tell you. So he'd just smile and watch fondly and shyly.

Dongmyeong is practicing a bit of '0&4' in the practice room, as he hasn't played it in a long time. He has the song playing quietly in the background softly for him to play to to keep his tempo. You sit nearby on the floor, reading a book.

As the second verse comes around, you start singing along with Dongmyeong on his part. You look up and see Dongmyeong watching you, his eyes crinkling from how much he's smiling as you start rapping CyA's part.

You stand up at the chorus and start imitating the dance moves from their '0&4' music video. The kick part. Dongmyeong keeps playing and singing his parts as you fill in with the cute dances, walking over to his keyboard and smiling at him widely.

"You're so cute," he mumbles as you sing Cya's adlibs. He pokes your nose teasingly.

Lee Giwook (CyA)

Giwook would find you so cute and adorable and precious! He's very proud of his music, and seeing you enjoying his music makes him feel even better about his music. He would watch you happily and fondly.

You're sitting in the recording studio, waiting for Giwook. He's working late tonight, and earlier today, he invited you to stay with him for a bit. You also have some work to do, that you can do in silence while not distracting him, so of course you agreed to come.

Giwook has gone to the restroom, and you're sitting against the wall on the floor, your laptop on your lap. He had invited you to sit next to him, but you had wanted to sit on the other side of the room, so that your legs wouldn't get cramped at the desk.

Your playlist, playing through your earbuds, is on shuffle and is now playing ONEWE's song 'Crazy Good'. As the song starts, you smile. It's upbeat tempo has you wanting to get up and dance. And so you do. Because there's no reason not to.

You stand up, phone in hand, and start dancing a bit tk the song. You mumble along with the lyrics, not so loud as to disrupt anyone in the adjacent rooms.

Your headphones are so loud that you don't hear the door creak open. Giwook enters and sees you dancing at the back of the room. He tilts his head curiously, wondering what you're doing, and smiles when he hears you singing his parts from 'Crazy Good'. He finds you so cute and adorable.

He reaches into his pocket and lifts up his phone to take a picture of you when your eyes meet his. He takes the picture and smiles.

[lovingoneweisalifestyle]

I Remember You

A/N: Buckle up and grab your tissues because this WILL hurt so read at your own risk 🤭 I love me some angst. Hid some lyrics from Reminisce about All (다 추억) in here. Also the writing in italics are flashbacks. Enjoy!

“It’s y/n! If you’re listening to this, I can’t come to the phone right now but if you leave your name and number after the beep then I promise to call you back later!” your cheery voice rang through his ears. 

A loud sob wrecked his body upon hearing your voice. In a wobbly voice said, “It’s Yonghoon. Call me back please”

He layed on the floor, holding his body in his arms. The ground was cold but he didn’t even notice. He just wanted to be with you. He picked up his phone and dialed your number over and over. Promise. You promised to call back. You never broke a promise so he’d keep trying. Even when his fingers became numb, he didn’t stop. When his phone ran out of battery, that’s when he finally set his phone down. 

Hyungu entered the room at that moment looking for Yonghoon, “Hyung?” he called out

He saw Yonghoon crying on the floor, his body shaking as his tears fell uncontrollably. Hyungu sat on the floor next to Yonghoon comforting him. 

He embraced the tall boy with a warm hug, “what should I do with you. Why aren’t you answering your phone? Everyone is worried about you. You have to move on and let her go. She’s not going to come back. Why are you torturing yourself like this? She wouldn’t want you to do this to yourself.” Hyungu spoke poliely, not scolding him on purpose because he could see Yonghoon was hurting. 

Hyungu took his hand and helped Yonghoon stand up, “Come on, we’re going home. You can’t stay at her house forever and it’s doing you more harm than good.” 

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Yonghoon woke up and stared at the ceiling. He was home, in his bed. His arm fell against the cold bedsheets. He was alone in the room. Alone. 

Your giggles echoed through the room. “Yonghoon~ you have to wake up” you nudged him lightly

“Why?” he hugged you tighter

“because i’m bored without you. You have to wake up so we can do something fun together” you kiss his cheek

“like what?” he asked

“um...anything!” you giggle

“then let’s sleep” he cuddled further into you and closed his eyes

His eyes filled with tears once more. It hit him that he wouldn’t wake up next to you anymore. He clasped a hand over his mouth to muffle his sobs as he curled into a ball and cried himself to sleep again. 

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“Happy birthday baby!” Yonghoon walked into your kitchen

He handed you a bouqet of your favorite flavours, camellias. He kissed you lightly and turned on some music. He set his phone down on your kitchen cabinet, facing your way to film you. 

“Thank you but why are you filming?” you asked

“That’s a secret” he winked at you 

He took your hand in his and slow danced for a while. Both of your bodies moving to the rhythm. Your laughters echoed through the kitchen. When the music slowed down, he got down on one knee. 

He took the ring box out of his pocket. “y/n y/l/n, I love you so much. I want to wake up next to you every day. I want to make you smile when I do dumb things. I want to be there to comfort you when you cry. I want to make you mine forever. Will you marry me?” he opened the box, looking up at you expectantly 

You clasped a hand over your mouth, nodding your head. He stood up, sliped on the ring and picked you up. He spun you around and kissed you. “You made me the happiest man on earth!” 

Yonghoon closed his phone. He wanted to see your face again but it hurt too much when he watched old videos or photos. He felt like crying again but no tears would come out. It’s been 4 months since you left him. 

He didn’t know how to keep going. He wanted it to stop hurting but it only hurt more. How was he supposed to keep living without you in his life anymore?

~

“It’s been a year. Wow, a year. Since you left. I hope you’re doing well. I blamed myself. ‘Why did I not know’ ‘I could have helped you’ I had these kinds of thoughts often. You were in pain every day. You should have told me. I would’ve still loved you the same. I miss you so much and i’m still not fine. I remember you everyday and not a day goes by where I don’t think of you. I cried uncontrollably that day, that night. I cried every day. I still do. I love you. I haven’t dated anyone. You were the one for me but now that you’re not mine anymore. I have lots of good memories with you that i’ll cherish. I’m sorry for all the hurtful things I said to you, I take them all back. I love you so much.” Yonghoon wiped away his tears and set down a bouqet of camellia flowers on your grave. 

He touched the stone with your name engraved. He wised you had told him that you were sick. He wouldn’t have left if you told him you had a terminal illness. He still wasn’t alright even though it’s been a year. 

He went to a bar to have a drink. There was a lot on his mind but you were the main topic. He thought of you every day. He smiled with a drink in hand, he could finally talk about it now.

[lovingoneweisalifestyle]

Forgotten Heater

A/N: Inspired by a scene from a drama I watched recently. Enjoy!

"It's freezing in here. Where's the heater?" you shuffle inside the tent trying to look through your bags for the portable heater.

When you heard no reply, you glaced behind you to see a guily Yonghoon. You were about to smack him, "Jin Yonghoon, don't you dare tell me you forgot to pack the heater after I reminded you 3 times!"

"I'm sorry!" he came closer to you to hug you as an apology, "don't be mad, we can still be warm" he tried to consol you

So here you lay, bundled up in hoddies and blankets, hugging each other to preserve warmth

"See, it isn't so bad" he laughed, "but i'll remember next time" he added quickly after seeing your frown

"I guess I could forgive you because i'm warm in the end" you sigh

It was going to be a long night but i'll be a fun one because you were with Yonghoon. He was a bit strange but there was never a dull moment with him. You wouldn't want him to change one bit.

[lovingoneweisalifestyle]

Surprise Visit

A/N: This took a bit long to write, sorry 😬 I hope you enjoy it! It got shorter near the end bc i ran out of ideas 😅 Enjoy!

Yonghoon:

It has only been a week since you left for a work trip but he already missed you. He would look at your photos murmuring to himself about wanting to see you again. He’d stare at the clock and as soon as it was morning in your timezone, he’d call you right away. 

“Isn’t it really late for you right now, what are you doing awake?” you greeted him when you picked up the phone. 

“I'm having trouble sleeping because you weren’t there” you could hear his pout through the phone. 

“Aww, you’re so clingy,” you teased him, “but in all seriousness, you should sleep. You have work too in the morning” you scolded him  

He sighed, “I know, I know. I just wanted to hear your voice. When did you say you’re coming back? I can’t be without you for too long” 

“You’ll be fine, it’s only for one more week.” you assured him “and now i’m going to hang up and you better sleep, i’ll call you later” you hung up the phone before he could say anything. 

Truthfully, your plane was about to take off and you were on your way back. You had finished up your work earlier than expected and decided to surprise Yonghoon knowing how much he missed you. 

After your flight landed, you took a taxi to your house and freshened up before heading to go see Yonghoon. 

You arrived at the dorms but no one seemed to be home so you entered the passcode and allowed yourself in. You stopped at the entrance of Yonghoon’s bedroom. 

“What a mess,” you shook your head at the sight of clothes on the floor and polaroids scattered around. Making sure not to accidentally step on anything, you took a closer look. It was your hoodie that went missing recently, Yonghoon probably kept it with him because of your scent. 

You picked up the polaroid. It was a picture of his arm slung over your shoulders and you staring at him with goofy smiles on both of your faces. You took it together on a date to the movies. He saw a photobooth and practically begged you to take a photo with him. You picked up another polaroid, this time, it’s the polaroid you took of him. 

Yonghoon walked into the room and saw you staring at the polaroids. He gasped “you’re back!” he tackled you onto the bed in a hug

You sat up, “I’m back, I finished work early and decided to surprise you!” you explained 

“But what’s all this? Why are you acting like I'm dead or that we broke up?” you raised an eyebrow, gesturing to his room full of your belongings. 

“Oh….that.” his face burned up as he tried to think of an excuse. “I just missed you too much” he attacked you with more hugs. “Don’t ever go anywhere for too long without me”

“Alright, alright” you hugged him back

Harin:

Your family had family reunions every year in different countries every time. This time, it was held in The Bahamas for a week. Harin already missed you so he decided to shoot you a text. 

You were in the pool, playing around with your cousins when you heard your phone beep. You swam to the side of the pool and pointed to your phone, “what does it say?”

She picked up your phone, “it says, ‘how’s the reunion going? i hope you’re having fun, i miss you. call me when you can’ with a heart and it’s from ‘Perfect Man Harin’ whose Harin?” she wiggled her eyebrows 

You climbed out of the pool and dryed yourself off. Taking your phone you said, “well, whose [sister’s boyfriend’s name]? I heard you talking to them on the phone” you teased back before walking off and calling Harin’s number

“How’s the trip going? Are you having fun?” he greeted you after answering your call 

“It’s going great! I haven’t been able to spend lots of time with my family since I was really busy and this is a great time to catch up. I miss you lots, you should’ve come with me” you said

“You know if I could, I would’ve but we had to do a concert” you could hear the dissapointment in his voice, “but you should enjoy this moment to the fullest!”

You both talked for a while before your phone was about to die so you had to say your goodbyes

“I’ll see you soon in two days” you told him before hanging up the phone “I love you”

As you were headind to the elevators, you sister spotted you. “You’re going upstairs already?” you asked her

“yup! gotta pack for our flight tonight. what about you?” she pushed the button on the elevator

“i went to get my charger but wait, our flight is tonight? I thought it’s in two days?” you ask her

“ah, i see you’re still forgetfull as ever” she laughed 

You decided to pack your stuff too. Night came and your flight left. You headed to your house to drop off your stuff, take a shower and change your clothes.

You decided to go the company to surprise Harin. You entered the practice room where all of ONEWE were practicing. You heard Yonghoon singing and the insturments playing. You didn’t want to distrub them so you quietly walked into the room. 

After the song was over, Dongmyeong noticed you, “Oh, hey y/n. I thought you were on a trip?”

Harin’s head snapped up at the mention of your name, “you’re back!” a smile broke out on his face, “i thought you were coming back in two days”

Harin got out from behind the drums and picked you up and spun you around, “I missed you so much”

“I missed you too and I messed up the dates and accidentally told you the wrong date i would come back” you smiled sheepishly

Harin turned to the other members “practice is over for today right?” they nodded in return and watched as Harin grabbed his bag and your hand, “you haven’t eaten, right? let’s go eat. you need to tell me everything that happened”

Kanghyun:

Hyungu knew that you needed this vacation so he tried not to call and text you too much. He couldn’t help it and still texted you quite often but just small texts like “how’s your day?” “have you eaten?” “I love you”

To be honest, you felt a little lonely all by yourself in the large hotel room. You weren’t too far away from home but you didn’t want to go home just yet becuase then you’d have to go to work again, where you’ll fall under pressure and stress.

You were wishing that Hyungu had come along with you and looked forward to the small messages he sent you so you could call him. 

“Hyungu, are you busy?” you called him 

“No, what’s up?” he asked 

“Talk with me for a while then” you wanted to hear his voice but you wanted to see his face even more. 

That evening, you decided that three days was long enough vacation. You took a week off from work so you’ll just spend the rest of your vacation days with him at his house. 

You took a cab to his house and rang the doorbell. Harin opened the door and was surprised to see you here with your bags in hand. He invited you inside, “Hyungu’s not home right now” he answered before you had asked

“Oh, we’ll i’ll just wait for him then. In the meantime, how have you been?” you talked with Harin for a while. You explained how it was lonely at the hotel by yourself and asked if it was okay to stay with them for the remaining of your vacation. 

“We don’t have a room for you but I guess you can sleep in Hyungu’s bed with him, if you’re fine with sharing the room with Yonghoon hyung and me too” he suggested

“I don’t mind, i’m just thankful that you’ll let me stay here because it’s too lonely at my house too” you hugged Harin as a way to thank him

“You can put your bags in the room and Hyungu will be home soon” Harin said making dinner. 

You helped him make dinner and as you set the food on the table, Hyungu walked through the front door, “what’s for dinner?” he asked staring at his phone, his hand hovering over the ‘send’ button

When no one answered, he looked up. He stares at you for a second before rubbing his eyes. He’s still just standing there, “go wash up for dinner” you say

He walks over to you and hugs you tight, “you’re back early” he mumbled 

“yeah, it was lonely so i’m going to stay with you until the end of my vacation“ you shared the news

He bounced from side to side doing a happy dance, “yay! we can have a sleepover!” he said excitedly 

Dongmyeong:

You went on a year-end field trip for uni. It was held in Jeju Island this year. Dongmyeong was singing all your favorite songs non-stop because he couldn’t see you in person. 

Your hotel got mold so you guys had to cut the trip short. You decided to meet with Dongmyeong. 

You entered his house and heard him singing [your favorite song name]. “Since when have you liked that song so much?” you asked him 

He jumped up out of his seat when he saw you. “y/n! I missed you so much! You’re back!” he rushed over to pull you into a hug and kisses  

“You’re squishing me!” you laugh

He pinched your cheeks, “you’re cute”

You smiled widely, “but i missed you sooooo much~”

He returned your smile, his dimples popping out. You poke his dimples causing him to laugh more, “what have you been up to?” you ask

“singing all your favorite songs“ he replied before burting out into song

You smack him lightly, “you’re too loud, you’ll wake everyone up, it’s like 11 pm”

CyA:

Your friend has been going through a rough patch so you decided to go visit her to comfort her. 

Giuk was keeping busy to avoid missing you too much because he knew your friend needed you. He was working in his studio, late again. 

Usually you brought him food and kept him company whenever he stayed up working but you weren’t coming today. 

Your friend has been doing much better and now she’s back on her feet. You say goodbye to her and head back home. As you’re on your way home you call Dongmyeong to ask if Giuk is at the dorms or the studio. 

You thank him and hang up. You weren’t sure if he’s eaten or not but knowing him, he probably forgot. You bought both a meal and some snacks. You head to his studio. 

The door is open and you see him staring at his phone, almost hesitating.

“I brought food~“ you say holding up the bag

He doesn’t turn around, instead mutters to himself, “I must be going crazy. I can hear y/n’s voice now”

You laugh out loud and walk towards him and hug him from behind, “i’m actually here, dummy” 

He turned around and hugged you immediately, “i missed you so much!”

“me too~ what are you working on?” you pointed to his computer which had a new composition on it

He showed you the song he was working on currently, glad to be by your side again. You both ate in his studio before heading home, he slept over at your place because he wanted to be with you after being away from you for so long.

[lovingoneweisalifestyle]

Giving them a birthday song that you wrote for them

A/N: Here you go! Enjoy!

Yonghoon:

- He would be super happy 

- Would sing that song 24/7

- Shows everyone the song because he’s so proud and loves it so much

Harin:

- Would be all 😮

- Would love it so much

- He’ll thank you for the song endlessly 

Kanghyun:

- He would have never seen it coming 

- He would be super touched 

- Will want you to write more songs 

Dongmyeong:

- He’d be smiling from ear-to-ear

- Sings it always 

- Will make you a song next time

CyA:

- It would make sense why you suddenly became intrested in songwriting and got some tips from him 

- He’d love to write songs with you 

- Maybe even release the song (after making some tweaks and adding a rap with your permission ofc)

[hyubcore]

part one .

it’s that time of year leave all our hopelessnesses aside it’s just for a little while

No one thought it would happen that way.

In his mind, there remained a picture of the story—the way things should go. Growing old. Complaining about his aching bones, wondering why the milk goes bad so fast, yelling at whoever his partner would be for leaving the light switch on after leaving a room. That’s how everyone pictured it. The true story.

The air was cold that night. It shouldn’t have been. Several bodies decorated the streets, fire and smoke billowing into the atmosphere in the distance. From afar, the sight was hauntingly beautiful. He caught himself staring in awe. His face reflected against the glass window. Eyes once full of light turned dark. The stench of rotting flesh and burning fuel penetrated the walls of the house and made his head spin. The vision fogged over, the smoke from lootings and fire making everything harder to see. 

“I think we need to run,” his father spoke as he packed some water bottles into a duffle bag. “It’s only a matter of time before they make it over here.”

“No. The—the fire. The light of it attracts them. We’re fine here,” his mom argued as she halted from chewing on her fingernails. They were both right. Staying—lying in wait—it was just a death sentence. But who knew what was coming next. 

That was the toughest pill to swallow about the real story was that nothing was safe anymore. No one, no place, no thing. Nothing. Every step taken was a step on eggshells.

He looked back out the window. 

“Stop that,” scolded his mom, quickly swiping the curtains closed and pulling her son towards her. He exchanged glances with her, then his dad. No one seemed to know what to do. Everything felt like a death sentence. 

“I think we should go,” the boy spoke softly. His eyes fluttered between his parents, both who looked lost, broken, defeated. “We need more food. We can find someone who has more, maybe trade stuff with them, I don’t—”

“We’re staying. This is non-negotiable.” His mother walked away from him, back towards the couch and lied down. “I’ll keep watch down here if I have to.”

His father threw the bag down on the floor before beginning to pace around the room. All that lit up the room was the dim lamp in the corner. His father looked ominous, intimidating, in the warmly lit room. He felt afraid of them. Like they were putting him at risk. Their bickering, their constant disagreement—he was an adult. And he acted more like one than his own guardians. 

His dad stormed out and back up the steps. The boy could hear him settle into bed. He waited for the sound of the floor creaking above him to cease, then walked over toward his mother. The thoughts whirling around his head—thoughts that he usually could set aside, thoughts about this being the last time he’d see her face—made his stomach churn and tears threaten to fall from his eyes. He knew in his gut that night.

“I’m gonna get some rest too, mom.” He kneeled before her, planting a tender kiss on her head. “I love you.”

It was the last time.

As soon as the noise outside seemed to quiet down, he crept downstairs, back into the darkness of the main floor. If the looting was still going on, the smoke from fires had covered all the light from entering the living room. 

The kitchen, though, was as normal as ever. It was as if things never changed in there since things went awry. Photos stuck to the refrigerator by decorative magnets. Garbage bin almost overflowing. He walked to the counter, right where the key hooks remained. He grabbed the keychain that was his, always his—on it was the key to the house, front and back door, and his car key.

Outside was hauntingly quiet, but for some reason was more peaceful than inside the home. He felt free outside. In the few moments he stood out there, just looking at the landscape, the feeling of the fresh air cleansing his lungs—he thought, maybe it was a dream. He looked down at his bare arms, the skin protecting his bone and muscle, and pinched. Hard. Pinched so hard that he bled. He looked back out, the subtle noises in the distance fading into a painful ringing in his head. He wiped the streak of blood from his arm and started towards the car.

The engine started as normal, but the radio was nothing but static and white noise. The sound was deafening. He immediately switched to the CD button, where an old Fall Out Boy album began to spin and bleed through the speakers. As Patrick Stump’s voice blared throughout the vehicle, he drove away. He made sure not to look back. He just focused on the road stretched out in front of him. 

He never looked back.

[hyubcore]

we were strangers . [ kband fic ]

the world is falling apart. as a deadly plague rips through mankind, and as people from all backgrounds deal with the overwhelming losses that have come with the sickness, shelter won't be the key to survival. it'll be bonds they make or break. even with strangers.

fandoms: onewe, n.flying, day6, ftisland, iz, the rose chapters: 3/? tags: angst, like a lot of angst, found family, apocalypse au, twd au, mcds, some romance, forbidden love playlist

this is a work of fiction and by no means do i intend to assume any of the real people included in my work would behave or execute any of the actions portrayed in this story. this is for entertainment purposes only.

BATTLE STUDIES ;

I. PART ONE

wc: 822

it's that time of year leave all our hopelessnesses aside it's just for a little while

II. PART TWO

wc: 2435

we'll be forgiven together we wait for space together we wait for silence

III. PART THREE

wc: 2270

waiting for the end to come wishing i had strength to stand this is not what i had planned it's out of my control

IV. PART FOUR

wc: 2251

am i me through geography a face collapsed through entropy i can hardly speak