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kimingyuslover · 10 months ago

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Breath in your love

Synopsis : What if Jeonghan wishes of turn back time come true?

Word count : 3,231

Pairing : yoon jeonghan x fem!reader

Genre : time traveler!au, angst, fluff, lovers to exes to lovers, second chance romance

Warnings & note : TEARS, she has a daughter named Seok kyung, single mom!reader, slight of dad!Jeonghan at the end, time traveler!Jeonghan, mentions of food, lots of mentions of Seok kyung, kinda simp!Jeonghan, mentions of pregnancy, this fic does not represent his character in real life!

★ back with another angst story.... literally tearing up rn lolololol

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Life hasn't been easy for you, not even now, exhaustion evident on your face, you just want to go home and have a good rest on weekends like you always do.

Working under one of the big 3 companies was not easy, and you know it, yet you still work there and even achieve being their head of finance.

After you reach home, all your exhaustion goes through the window when you see your daughter waiting patiently with her nanny at your doorstep.

She's greeting you with a sweet smile plastered on her face with a piece of paper that she held proudly on her chest.

“Seok kyung!” You open your arms towards her. She reciprocates by running to you and wraps her tiny hands on your back.

“Did you be a good girl today? you're not causing a problem, are you?” she giggles between your questions and shakes her head no.

“I'm not mommy! Miss Jiwoo also said I'm good today and she gives me 5 stars!” She gave you her paper full of stars, you gasped at her answer, then smiled widely.

“really? My baby is so smart!” You take her inside while Seok kyung's nanny helps you by taking your bag and you mouth a ‘thank you’ to her as she smiles at you.

Having Seok kyung was not on your plan, at least until you found out that you're pregnant 5 years ago with her, and your pregnancy is seven weeks old.

When you first tell your boyfriend– now ex, Jeonghan, that you’re pregnant and you want to keep it, arguments start to happen.

He’s arguing that he's not yet ready to be a father and he doesn't want you to keep it, whereas you argue back that even though you're both not as ready as anyone else to be a parents, you still wants to keep it, you can learn together how to be a good parents, they done nothing wrong, so if you aborted them, wouldn't it be cruel?

Arguments keep happening since then, and it took you 3 days to finally break up with him, if he doesn't want the baby so be it, you're willing to give up on your 6 years relationship for your baby.

And now here you are, a single mother on the peak of your 30s with a daughter and a stable job that can give you more than enough money to live with your daughter.

There's so much purchase that you buy for your future, like a car, a house, maids, and even a nanny to take care of your daughter while you're working.

When you're on a business trip, though, you bring her with you because it makes you not worry too much about her.

“Sweetheart, mommy's having a business trip tomorrow. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to stay here with Uncle Joshua?” You asked Seok kyung after bathing with her and putting on clothes for both of you.

She makes the ‘think’ gesture first and answers you with excitement in her voice, “I want to go with mommy! Will we go with a plane again?” You lightly chuckles and stroke her hair softly.

“Yes, we will, baby. Let's pack up first, yeah?” She nods her head and runs towards your walk-in closet to take a big suitcase.

[ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ]

Now you're in the first class lounge, waiting for your airplane to open the gate for boarding.

Seok kyung playing games on her Ipad while you were reviewing the proposal your team has been working on for over a month.

After a couple minutes of waiting, your gate has finally opened for boarding, and you usher Seok kyung to get up from the couch and walk to the boarding gate.

On the other hand, Jeonghan thinks he might be dreaming when he sees you with a little girl on his plane boarding gate, smiles attached to your and her face while walking hand-in-hand.

It's been years since he last saw you, the last time was when he fucked up your relationship, feeding only his ego then at the end all of his mistake was the cause of your break up.

His first serious relationship that he cherished the most comes to an end, and it was not in a good way.

Jeonghan knew he was the wrong one, and the only one who can be blamed for your ruined relationship, you've done nothing wrong, but in his eyes that time, you've done more than the wrong things he imagined.

There’s a hard pang he feels in his heart when he sees you. He spent almost every hour in a day stalking your social media, and he always wanted to be the one who you'll always mention in your post.

He felt the hurt in his heart more when he saw your posting almost 5 years ago. It's a picture of one pair of tiny feet on your hand, but for him, it's not only a picture of a baby feets, it's a photo of his daughter, the one he left when you're only seven weeks pregnant.

When he got your notification, he almost immediately checked on his phone when he saw you updating your life with Seok kyung (he learned that was her name when one of your friends mentioned it in the comment section).

All of your updates have always been successful to bring a smile to his face.

Jeonghan always wondered what his life would be if he shortly apologised after the first argument, would Seok kyung love him? Will he be a good dad? Will you get married and live a happy life for the rest of your life just like you both had planned when your relationship entered 3 years?

The questions are always running on his mind 24/7, wanting no more than to run to you, holding both your hand and Seok kyung on his, kneeling in front of you and muttering apologise after apologise until you forgive him.

But that seems to be an impossible act. Before he knew it, he had already gotten on the plane and sat on his seat.

When he turns around, his body freezes upon seeing you and Seok kyung on your seats, playing like there's nobody else in the world.

After what feels like an eternity, the plane finally takes off, Jeonghan’s hoping that he won't be fast asleep because he wants to see you and your daughter– or rather, the daughter of his and yours.

A few hours have passed, and you are both fast asleep on your seat. Jeonghan called the air hostess to allow him to switch seats, luckily for him, it's not a full flight so there's a few seats left, he chooses the one who he can get closer to you, wanting to observe your little family a little bit more.

He can see the little detail on her face, he can see the manifestation of your and his love, she got your lips and eyes, meanwhile her nose and hair seems to be more likely to his.

Suddenly, tears started to brimming in his eyes. Why can't he accept his fate? Why can’t he do what a good fiancé will do when their fiancée says that she's pregnant? Why can't he seem to never be good enough to enroll in your life again?

Tears fell down from his eyes down his chin, then dropped to his lap.

oh, how he wished he could turn back time.

[ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ]

“baby? baby, you need to get up. Today is still thursday, and you have to get ready to work” Jeonghan can't believe what he's hearing, your sweet voice filling both of his ears.

Realising that it was, indeed, your voice, he immediately sat up from his sleep figure and started to look at you with disbelief prominent on his face.

He still didn't believe his eyes, and he went as far as holding your cheeks with his hands, and you gave him a puzzled look.

“Uh, baby? what's wrong?” You asked him while raising one of your eyebrows, puzzled by his unusual behavior.

Jeonghan said nothing and just pulled you on his chest. If this is a dream, he’s hoping he will never wake up and have to live his life with the same nightmare everyday.

“Just for your information, ten minutes has passed and it's now seven past five and you can always hug me again when you get home” You said with muffled voice, and there Jeonghan let go of you, to have a better look of your face, and then smiles which you reciprocated with the same.

“Okay then, I have to go shower even though I still want to cuddle with you, am i?” You nod at his words and get off the bed.

Jeonghan finally comes to his senses and gets off from the bed, heading towards the bathroom, a wide smile still attached to his face.

After he got out of the shower, his ironed work attire already sat on his bed. It's the daily activity you would do, preparing his work attire when he showers.

Jeonghan still remembers how you two would act like a married couple, like a husband and wife, even long before your engagement.

When he goes downstairs, he searches for you, and when he does get to see you, you're in your kitchen, cooking breakfast and preparing lunch for him.

He never eats in the office canteen because the lunch you made has already made his stomach full, and he makes sure to tell you everytime he gets home from work.

Jeonghan checks the dates and months on his phone, and when he opens it.

January 16th, 2021

30 days before you announce that you're pregnant, he hopes that he can be here forever so he can fix everything for both of you.

“Love? Eat your breakfast first, and here's your lunch” back in the day, Jeonghan never appreciated your dish like he should, he only said ‘thanks’ before eating it half and then got up and went to the basement of your Maisonette apartment.

Jeonghan eagerly sat on the dining table and started to dig into the breakfast that you made, which is kimchi fried rice with seaweed on the side.

You look at him confused because Jeonghan is usually not this enthusiastic with your dish, but of course, you're happy to see Jeonghan eating your dish like this.

When he's done, Jeonghan goes to the sink and washes his plate and eateries.

“The food is so good sweetheart, can't wait to eat my lunch that you packed for me. Thank you, angel” He said, then kissed the top of your head with love, and that made you let out giggles.

“You're welcome. You better get go on though, there's a little traffic on the way to your office when i opened the maps earlier”

And does he already mention that you're always checking the maps before him?

After bidding you a goodbye, Jeonghan closed the front door and went straight to the basement, ready for probably a long day at work.

In the modern day, Jeonghan is already the vice president of the marketing department, so it shouldn't be that hard now.

He knows you're working remotely, so he doesn't need to worry about you getting late to your office.

In a matter of hours, lunch and working hours have passed, it is now five past six, and Jeonghan hurriedly tidying his office desk to go home.

Unluckily for him, the traffic is worse than the previous one in the morning where he got one, which makes him get home 15 minutes late.

Now it's 5:45, and he made it home before it got dark, wanting no more than to throw himself on your hugs.

“I'm home!” he announces as he kicks his shoes and places them on the shoe racks.

His ears perked up when he heard your hurried footsteps, coming down from the second floor.

“Long traffic? I've seen the route from your office to here. You should probably go shower. What do you want for dinner? I’ll make it” you said as you practically ran after you got off the stairs to him.

Jeonghan smiled. He really missed your attention for the past years he’s not with you.

So he answers you with the meals you and him like, Kimchi stew and after that he brings your lips to his for a chaste kiss that makes you blush and slap his chest lightly and whine his name.

Jeonghan just chuckles lightly, and he runs towards your shared bedroom to have a shower.

Once he gets out of the shower, he rushes out to your dining rooms, excited for the Kimchi stew you make.

Until now, Jeonghan only likes the Kimchi stew made by his mom and yours because he found comfort in them. He already tried to like Kimchi stew from the restaurants, but it never beat yours nor his mother's.

He misses these moments, where you and he will eat together in your shared maisonette, eating with happy giggles always left on both your lips, and the satisfied feelings when he's eating your dishes again with you sitting on the opposite of his seat.

“I love the meal, angel. you're such a good cook, i know you're going to be a good mom someday” He knows you're a good mom, Seok kyung always looks so happy when she's with you.

His words make you blush, and you try to hide it by burying your face on your hands, Jeonghan laugh and get up from his seat to hug you from your back, “I mean it, you're good at cooking and will be a good mom to our kids” then he kisses the top of your head before getting your and his bowl to wash it.

[ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ]

February 15th, 2021

1 day before your announcement, everything goes more than well. He just has to stick with his plan, and he hopes he can change his future with you.

Jeonghan sometimes sees you when you're throwing up in your bathroom and always asks if you want him to go to the pharmacy nearby, but you always shake your heads no.

He tried to build a happy relationship with you. He wants to treat you with the treatments you deserve. He wants to love you like he should before the downfall.

He wants Seok kyung to have a life like the other kids, having a mother and father figure.

Jeonghan was living his old life, like usual, going to work 9 to 5, going out with you every weekend, and telling you how much he loves you everytime he could.

He just got off from work. When you suddenly started to put distance between you, he furrowed his eyebrows, creating creases on his forehead.

He vividly remembers that this was not in his memory.

Did he do something wrong? Why are you putting distance towards him? Does his plan not work? Do you want to get off of him? His thoughts are running hundreds of miles per hour, thinking of the worst scenario in his head.

The next day comes fast. Last night, Jeonghan had already emailed his boss that he’s taking 2 weeks off and requested to do work from home because his fiancée is pregnant. His boss doesn't waste another single time as she reads it. She accepts Jeonghan's request.

Jeonghan’s nervous. Could he really change the future?

“Jeonghan,” There is it, your voice calling his name, it means you will have a serious conversation with him.

You look so afraid that you couldn't see him in the eyes, your eyes attached to the ground beneath you, Jeonghan can see that you're trembling, so initiated to take you by your shoulders and told you to sit in front of him.

“What's wrong, honey?” Jeonghan asks, worried plastered on his face.

“I'm pregnant with your child. It's seven weeks old” you said hurriedly while giving him the test, the ultrasounds, and the doctor's examination letter.

In the past timeline, Jeonghan already cuts you off when you said you're pregnant with his child, never letting you finish your words.

“I want to keep the baby” you said again while fiddling with your hands on your lap.

Jeonghan couldn't be happier than he is now, Seok kyung will recognize him as her father, not a stranger.

“Okay, keep the baby. We both know that we have a minimal knowledge to be parents, but we will learn together” Jeonghan answered you, with his tear-filled eyes he held your chin up, so your eyes were at the same level as him.

You looked at him in disbelief. Jeonghan can see your tears already spilling from your eyes, so he wipes your tears from your cheeks with his thumbs.

The distance between you both grows smaller, Jeonghan wastes no time to crush your lips together and give you a long, chaste kiss.

He pulled out first, giving you and him a room for air, “Thank you, baby, thank you” He connects your foreheads, smiling as he looks at you.

That night was spent with you on the held of Jeonghan's hand, sleeping after watching a few videos of how to be a good parent and early pregnancy care.

Jeonghan doesn't want anything other than this, having his life with you in it.

[ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ]

Jeonghan eyes shoot open when he hears the sound of a film beside him. He remembers that he was sitting alone, wait–

when he turns his head to the right, there's a window, ‘no no no no no’ he thought to himself.

If he's in the present time, that means everything he sees, he feels, is it only his dream? but he dared to turn his head to the other side, wanting to see who was sat beside him.

He can't buy what he's seeing right now, Seok kyung is sat beside him while you're sat beside her.

Seok kyung looked at her side when she felt something was moving, “Mommy! daddy's already wake up!” her eyes light up when she speaks with you.

“Got a nice dream, huh? you passed out for like, 10 hours of our flight, we're landing in 30 minutes” you say with a teasing smile on your face, Jeonghan's confused, trying to regain his mind.

Then it clicks, he was not dreaming, he really changed his future, Seok kyung known him as her father, not a stranger.

When he sees his right hand, there's a wedding ring, so this is the ending he gets. He really gets his happy ending, with Seok kyung, and most importantly, you.

“Love, you're okay?” You ask with cautiousness, Jeonghan seems unusual after his 10 hours sleep.

He then answers you hurriedly, “yes, i'm fine, i'm just zoning out” Jeonghan answers, and in a split seconds, he pulls you both for a long hug.

You and Seok kyung chuckles when Jeonghan doesn't want to let both of you go, and when he did, he leaned in to kiss you on the lips.

This is resulting in his daughter whines ‘i want to be kissed too!’ That, of course, Jeonghan accomplished, giving his beloved kisses on her cheeks, forehead, and lips.

Jeonghan can finally live his life with goods waiting for him. He starts to forget his life before this trip, how he wanted to pray every single day to thank god.

He lives a happy life with you and Seok kyung. He will never let you go again.

His little family consisted of Yoon Jeonghan, Yoon Seok kyung, and Yoon Y/n.

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amyzworldds · 12 days ago

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can i please request a part 3 for When Life Gives You Tangerines?🥹🥹 it is soooo soulmate codeddddd TOO CUTEEE!!😭💗🌼🍊

Part Three: When Life Gives You Tangerine

Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

A shy girl from Jeju who secretly admires her lively classmate, Boo Seungkwan, through small, thoughtful gestures. As their lives take unexpected turns, her quiet support evolves over the years, blending childhood memories with dreams that grow far beyond their little island school. Pairing: Boo Seungkwan x Reader Genre: Fluff, Humor

Y/N had stumbled into the world of makeup artistry by accident. It started as a hobby—smearing eyeshadow on her friends’ faces during sleepovers, snapping pics, and tossing them onto Instagram with a shy little “Hope you like it!” caption. Then one day, her friend Jiwoo gasped at a post and said, “Y/N, this is good. Like, really good. You should do this for real!”

“Me? No way,” Y/N mumbled, her cheeks flaring up. “I just mess around. It’s not a big deal.”

“It is a big deal!” Jiwoo insisted, shoving the phone in her face. “Look at those likes! People are obsessed!”

So, Y/N took a leap—quietly, of course. She signed up for courses, got her license, and before she knew it, she was brushing blush onto K-pop idols for magazine shoots and music videos. Now, she was a name in the industry, known for her soft, glowy looks. But she was still Y/N—no selfies, no spotlight, just pics of her clients and a bio that read, “I make faces pretty. That’s it.” Compliments still turned her into a blushing tangerine, and her parents and grandparents never let it slide.

“Yah, tangerine cheeks!” her dad teased over the phone last week. “Heard you did makeup for that big girl group. When are you gonna let us brag about you?”

“Never!” Y/N squeaked, hiding her face even though he couldn’t see her. “I’m fine in the background, appa!”

Her grandma chimed in, “She’s too shy, dear. But she’s still our little artist—those tangerines she doodles on? Adorable!”

And that’s exactly what Y/N was doing now, sprawled out in her Seoul apartment. A pile of tangerines from her last Jeju weekend with Grandma sat on the table, and she was doodling away—smiley faces, tiny hearts, a quick “You’re awesome!” on one peel. She’d been invited to do makeup for a magazine shoot tomorrow—Allure Korea, June 2024 issue—but she hadn’t checked the details. Too busy with her citrus cheer squad.

“These are so cute,” she muttered, holding up a tangerine with wobbly stars. “Perfect for the set tomorrow.”

Her phone buzzed. An email. She sighed, set the tangerine down, and scrolled—then thud. She fell off her chair, landing on the floor with a yelp.

“Y/N?!” Jiwoo, her best friend and unofficial tangerine assistant, spun around from the kitchen. She’d been stacking the fruits in a basket, grumbling as usual. “What’s wrong with you?”

Y/N sat there, hand over her mouth, eyes wide. “It’s… Yoon Jeonghan and Jeon Wonwoo.”

Jiwoo blinked. “Huh? The shoot? Wait—Seventeen’s Jeonghan and Wonwoo?!”

“Yes!” Y/N squeaked, scrambling to her feet. “I didn’t read the email! I thought it was just some random models!”

Jiwoo burst out laughing. “You’re doing makeup for Seventeen and you didn’t even know? Oh, this is gold. Are you freaking out because of Seungkwan?”

“What? No!” Y/N waved her hands, cheeks blazing. “Why would I? He doesn’t even know me! I was just some shy kid in the back of the class. He’s not sitting around telling them about tangerines!”

“Uh-huh,” Jiwoo teased, smirking. “Sure, Miss Boo’s-No-1-Jeju-Fan.”

“Stop it!” Y/N whined, grabbing a tangerine and pretending to throw it. “Let’s just pack these up. I’m fine!”

The next morning, Y/N and her team piled into her car, tangerines in tow. Her assistant, Minji, groaned as she doodled a quick smiley face on one. “Why do we always have to draw on these? It’s so childish!”

“Because,” Y/N said, grinning, “they make people happy. Look at this one—‘Good vibes!’—it’s perfect!”

Minji rolled her eyes but laughed. “Fine, but if I get marker on my hands again, you’re buying me coffee.”

“Deal,” Y/N chirped, tossing her a tangerine. “You’re the best.”

At the Allure shoot location, Jeonghan and Wonwoo hadn’t arrived yet. Y/N fluttered around, handing out tangerines to the staff like a nervous fairy godmother.

“Here you go!” she said to a lighting guy, holding out one with a heart. “Hope it makes your day!”

He chuckled, taking it. “This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Thanks!”

“Aww, you’re so sweet!” a stylist cooed, peeling one with a “Smile!” on it. “Where’d you get this idea?”

Y/N shrugged, cheeks pink. “Just… something I’ve always done.”

Soon, the makeup room was buzzing with laughter and citrus. Y/N was setting up her brushes when the door swung open—Jeonghan and Wonwoo stepped in, fresh from wardrobe. She froze, clutching a mascara wand like it was a lifeline.

“Hi, I’m Jeonghan,” he said, flashing a smile. “You’re the makeup artist?”

“Y-Yes!” Y/N stammered, bowing awkwardly. “I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you!”

Wonwoo nodded, his voice calm. “Hey. Looking forward to this.”

“Me too!” she squeaked, then inwardly cringed. Calm down, they’re just people! She gestured to the table. “Um, I brought these… for you guys. If you want.”

Jeonghan picked up a tangerine with a wobbly “Fighting!” on it and laughed. “Whoa, did you draw this? It’s so cute!”

“Yeah,” Wonwoo said, grabbing one with a smiley face. “This is awesome. Thanks.”

“Oh, it’s nothing!” Y/N said, waving her hands. “Just… a little thing I do. Makes the set more fun!”

Jeonghan peeled his, grinning. “Well, it’s working. I’m keeping this one forever.”

“Same,” Wonwoo added, tucking his into his pocket. “You’re pretty cool, Y/N.”

Her cheeks went full tangerine. “Th-Thanks! Let’s, um, get started!”

As she dabbed foundation on Jeonghan’s face, her nerves settled. They didn’t know her past, her tangerine secrets, or her Seungkwan sketches. They just liked her silly little fruits—and that was enough. Somewhere deep down, though, she couldn’t help but wonder: what would Seungkwan say if he saw her now, still spreading joy one tangerine at a time?

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The Allure Korea shoot was a blast. Y/N flitted around the set, brushing highlighter onto Jeonghan’s cheekbones and blending eyeshadow for Wonwoo, all while the two chatted with the staff like old pals. They were so easygoing—Jeonghan cracking jokes, Wonwoo nodding along with his quiet charm—that Y/N almost forgot to be nervous. Almost.

“Hold still, please!” she said, dabbing concealer under Jeonghan’s eyes. “You’re wiggling too much!”

“Sorry, sorry!” Jeonghan grinned, leaning back in the chair. “So, Y/N, where’d you grow up? You’ve got this… island vibe.”

Her hand froze mid-dab. “Uh… island vibe?” she squeaked, her cheeks heating up. “I—I just grew up in a small place. Nothing special!”

“Oh, come on,” Jeonghan teased, tilting his head. “Where’d you go to school? I bet it was somewhere cute.”

“Cute?!” Y/N laughed, too loud, and waved her brush like a shield. “Just… a normal school! Tiny, boring, you wouldn’t know it!” No way was she saying Jeju. What if he asked about Seungkwan? What if he knew something? Her tangerine past was staying locked up, thank you very much.

Wonwoo, getting his brows filled in, glanced over. “She’s dodging the question, hyung. Suspicious.”

“I’m not!” Y/N yelped, nearly dropping the brow pencil. “I just—there’s nothing to tell! Small town, small school, that’s it!”

Jeonghan smirked. “Okay, mystery girl. Keep your secrets.”

She exhaled, grateful he didn’t push. The rest of the shoot went smoothly—lights flashing, cameras clicking, and Y/N scurrying between touch-ups. The staff kept raving about her tangerines, peeling them open and giggling at the doodles. “These are the best!” a photographer said, holding up one with a “You rock!” scribble. “Y/N, you’re a genius!”

“It’s just fruit!” she mumbled, blushing. “Glad you like it, though!”

As the day wrapped up, everyone clapped and cheered—another shoot in the books. Y/N was packing her brushes when Jeonghan sauntered over, hands in his pockets. “Hey, Y/N, got any more of those tangerines left?”

“Oh!” She blinked, then nodded fast. “Yeah, totally! Hold on!” She dug into her bag, pulling out a little stash she’d saved. “Here—I made extra. Um, enough for… everyone, maybe?”

“Everyone?” Wonwoo raised an eyebrow, joining them. “Like, all thirteen of us?”

Her eyes widened. “Thirteen—oh, right, yeah! I mean, if you’re seeing them! Or not! I don’t know your schedules!” She thrust the tangerines forward, a jumble of smiley faces and hearts. “Just… take them!”

Jeonghan laughed, grabbing a handful. “You’re the best. I’ll make sure the guys get these. They’ll love it.”

“Yeah,” Wonwoo said, picking up a few more. “Thanks, Y/N. These are going in the dorm for sure.”

“No problem!” she chirped, her voice a pitch too high. “Hope they like them!”

As the two waved goodbye and headed out, Y/N slumped against the table, exhaling. “That was close,” she muttered. “Jeonghan’s too nosy. What if I’d slipped and said Jeju? Or Seungkwan? Ugh!”

Jiwoo, who’d been lingering nearby, snorted. “You’re paranoid. They’re not detectives. They just like your tangerines!”

“I know, I know!” Y/N groaned, rubbing her face. “But still—what if they figure it out? What if Seungkwan’s like, ‘Oh, tangerines? That’s my old classmate!’ and then I have to talk to him? I’d die!”

“You’d turn into a tangerine yourself,” Jiwoo teased, tossing one at her. “Relax. You’re safe. For now.”

Y/N caught it, staring at the little “Fighting!” she’d drawn on the peel. “Yeah… for now.” She smiled, picturing the tangerines making their way to Seventeen’s dorm. Maybe Seungkwan would peel one, see the doodle, and smile—just like old times. He’d never know it was her, but that was okay. Her shy little secret was still spreading joy, one tangerine at a time.

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Jeonghan and Wonwoo slumped into their car, the hum of the engine lulling their tired bodies after the long Allure shoot. Wonwoo leaned his head against the window, eyes half-closed, while Jeonghan fidgeted with a tangerine in his lap, turning it over and over. That little “Fighting!” doodle stared back at him, and something clicked.

“Hey, Wonwoo,” Jeonghan said, squinting at the peel. “Doesn’t this look… familiar?”

Wonwoo cracked one eye open. “What, the tangerine? It’s a fruit, hyung. You’re staring at it like it’s a treasure map.”

“No, no, the drawing,” Jeonghan insisted, holding it up. “The wobbly smile, the little words… it’s like that story Seungkwan’s always yapping about. You know, the tangerine girl from Jeju?”

Wonwoo sat up a bit, blinking. “Wait, you mean the one who’d sneak him tangerines in school? With the drawings?”

“Exactly!” Jeonghan said, his voice perking up. “He’s got that sketch of him on stage with the tangerine crowd taped up in his room. I see it every day!”

Wonwoo grabbed another tangerine from the pile between them, inspecting a tiny heart doodle. “Huh. Now that you mention it… yeah, it’s kinda similar. Seungkwan’s obsessed with oranges because of her, right?”

Jeonghan nodded, smirking. “He says it’s ‘cause he’s from Jeju, but we all know it’s the tangerine girl. We tease him about it every time he grabs an orange from the dorm fridge.”

“And Y/N…” Wonwoo trailed off, his brow furrowing. “She was weird about her childhood. Dodged every question like it was a hot potato.”

Jeonghan’s eyes narrowed. “Suspicious, right? She wouldn’t even say where she went to school. What if…?”

They locked eyes, a silent oh my gosh passing between them. Wonwoo leaned back, whistling low. “You think she’s her?”

“I don’t know,” Jeonghan said, spinning the tangerine in his hand. “But I’m gonna find out.”

Their schedules were clear, so the car dropped Wonwoo off first. “Keep me posted,” Wonwoo said, pocketing a tangerine. “If she’s the tangerine girl, Seungkwan’s gonna flip.”

“Oh, he will,” Jeonghan grinned, waving as the car pulled away. “Night, Wonwoo!”

Back at the apartment he shared with Seungkwan, Jeonghan tiptoed to the kitchen, the bag of tangerines rustling. Seungkwan wasn’t home yet—some late-night schedule—so Jeonghan had time. He opened the fridge, carefully arranging the tangerines on the top shelf, making sure every smiley face and heart was facing out. “Perfect,” he muttered, stepping back. “These little guys are gonna surprise him.”

He flopped onto the couch, planning to nap until Seungkwan got back, but his mind kept buzzing. If Y/N’s the tangerine girl… this is too good.

Hours later, the front door creaked open. Seungkwan shuffled in, hair mussed, stomach growling. “Food, food, food,” he chanted, beelining for the kitchen. He yanked open the fridge—and froze.

Tangerines. A whole row of them, smiling at him like tiny orange cheerleaders. “What the—?!” he yelped, leaning closer. “Smiley faces? Hearts? ‘Fighting’?! Where’d these come from?!”

Jeonghan popped up behind him like a sneaky cat, snatching a tangerine and plopping down at the table. “Oh, hey, Seungkwan,” he said, all casual. “Why’re you staring at those like they’re aliens? They’re just tangerines.”

Seungkwan spun around, clutching one with a wobbly star on it. “Just tangerines?! Hyung, look at them! They’re—they’re like hers! The tangerine girl’s!”

Jeonghan peeled his, smirking. “Tangerine girl, huh? You mean that mystery kid who used to sneak you these in Jeju? The one you’re secretly obsessed with?”

“I’m not obsessed!” Seungkwan huffed, his cheeks going pink. “I just… they remind me of her, okay? Where’d you get these?!”

Jeonghan took a slow, dramatic bite, then grinned. “Oh, you know… from the makeup artist at our shoot today. Her name’s Y/N. Super nice. Gave us a bunch of these for the group.”

“Y/N?” Seungkwan blinked, still holding the tangerine. “Wait, she drew on them?”

“Yup,” Jeonghan said, leaning back. “Said it’s her thing—makes people smile. Kinda cute, right?”

Seungkwan stared at the fruit, then at Jeonghan, then back at the fruit. “Hyung… you’re smirking. Why are you smirking? What’s going on?!”

“Nothing’s going on,” Jeonghan said, his voice dripping with fake innocence. “Just thought you’d like them. They’re from Jeju, too, I think. She had that vibe.”

“Jeju?!” Seungkwan’s eyes widened. “Hyung, don’t mess with me! Is she—is she—?!”

Jeonghan shrugged, standing up and stretching. “Who knows? Maybe you should ask her yourself someday. Night, Seungkwan!”

“Hyung!” Seungkwan called after him, but Jeonghan was already halfway to his room, cackling. Seungkwan sank into a chair, staring at the tangerine army in the fridge. “No way,” he muttered, peeling one open. “No way it’s her… right?”

He took a bite, and a grin crept onto his face. Whether it was Y/N or not, these tangerines still made his day brighter—just like they always had.

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Y/N lounged on her couch, a rare day off stretching out before her. No brushes, no palettes—just her, a Seventeen Spill the Feels album, and a lightstick she’d dug out of her closet. Today was their fan meeting, and she was going. One perk of keeping her face off her business Instagram? She could slip into the crowd like any other Carat, no whispers, no judgment—just pure, tangerine-flavored freedom.

Her phone buzzed, Jiwoo’s face popping up on FaceTime. “Hey, tangerine girl!” Jiwoo chirped, waving. “Ready to see your boo up close?”

“Stop it!” Y/N groaned, flopping back on the couch. “It’s not like that! I’m just… a fan!”

“Uh-huh,” Jiwoo teased, smirking. “So why didn’t you tell Jeonghan and Wonwoo you were Seungkwan’s little tangerine fairy back in Jeju? You could’ve restarted your epic love story!”

Y/N’s cheeks flared. “Love story?! Jiwoo, there was no love story! I was a shy kid who left him fruit! And what if he doesn’t even remember? I’d look like an idiot!”

“Oh, come on,” Jiwoo said, laughing. “He’d totally remember! You’re the reason he’s obsessed with tangerines! It’s fate!”

“It’s not fate!” Y/N huffed, grabbing a pillow and hugging it. “He’s a superstar now. I’m just… me. He’s not sitting around thinking about some random classmate from a million years ago.”

Jiwoo wiggled her eyebrows. “You sure about that? Those tangerines you gave Jeonghan and Wonwoo? Bet they’re still talking about them.”

“Ugh, stop!” Y/N whined, but she couldn’t help grinning. She glanced at the table, where a box of tangerines sat—courtesy of her dad, who’d dropped them off with a wink. “Your tangerine stash was low, kiddo,” he’d said. Her family knew her too well.

“Hey,” she said, picking one up. “Should I bring some for the group? Like, as a fan gift?”

Jiwoo blinked. “To Seventeen? Uh, I don’t know—can you even give food? Safety rules and all?”

“Yeah…” Y/N sighed, twirling the tangerine. “Probably not. But…” She grabbed a marker anyway, doodling a quick “Fighting!” and a smiley face. “Just in case. They’re cute, right?”

“Adorable,” Jiwoo deadpanned. “But what if Seungkwan sees them and goes, ‘Wait a sec, I know these doodles!’?”

“No way!” Y/N laughed, her voice shaky. “He wouldn’t remember! It’s been forever. And Jeonghan and Wonwoo? It’s been a month since the shoot. They’ve forgotten me by now.”

“Keep telling yourself that,” Jiwoo said, smirking. “You’re in denial, tangerine girl.”

Y/N stuck out her tongue and ended the call, then got to work. She doodled on a handful of tangerines—“Go Seventeen!” “You’re the best!” “Smile!”—her nerves buzzing. He won’t remember. He won’t. Still, she tucked them into a little bag, just in case.

Time to get ready. She showered, threw on a comfy outfit, and stood in front of the mirror with her makeup bag. “Ugh, why do I hate this on me?” she muttered, dabbing on the tiniest bit of BB cream and calling it a day. She loved painting other faces, but her own? Nope. It never felt right.

She grabbed her keys, the tangerines, and her fan meeting gear, then drove to pick up Jiwoo. “You’re late!” Jiwoo huffed, hopping into the car. “We need a good spot!”

“I’m here, aren’t I?” Y/N shot back, grinning. “Let’s go!”

At the venue, they snagged seats near the front—close enough to see the stage, far enough to blend in. Jiwoo nudged her as they settled in, eyeing the tangerine bag. “You really brought those, huh?”

“Yup,” Y/N said, clutching it. “Second fan meeting ever, might as well make it special.”

Jiwoo snickered. “Special for you or for Seungkwan? Look at those little faces—‘You’re my star!’—you’re so obvious.”

“Shush!” Y/N hissed, her cheeks going pink. “They’re just cute! No one’s gonna know it’s me!”

“Uh-huh,” Jiwoo whispered, leaning closer as the lights dimmed. “Keep dreaming, tangerine girl. If Seungkwan spots those, you’re toast.”

Y/N sank lower in her seat, heart pounding. The fan meeting was about to start, and her tangerines sat in her lap like little ticking time bombs. He won’t remember, she told herself again. No way. But deep down, a tiny part of her—the shy little girl from Jeju—hoped he might.

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The fan meeting kicked off with a burst of cheers as Seventeen lined up on stage, waving and beaming at the sea of lightsticks. Y/N sat there, clutching her Spill the Feels album and tangerine bag, her eyes glued to Seungkwan. He was glowing—ear-to-ear grin, bouncing on his toes, soaking up the crowd’s love. “The stage is his,” she whispered to herself, a shy smile tugging at her lips.

Hours flew by—games, songs, laughter—and then it was time. The fans started lining up to meet the members. Y/N hugged her album and tangerines like a lifeline, her heart thudding. “You’ve got this,” Jiwoo said, nudging her. “Just don’t trip over your own feet!”

“Very funny,” Y/N muttered, shuffling into line. It started with Hoshi, and she slid a tangerine with a tiger smiley face across his table.

“Whoa!” Hoshi’s eyes lit up. “A tiger tangerine? This is so cool! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome!” Y/N squeaked, cheeks pink but relieved. One down, safe so far. She moved through the line—DK grinning at his “You’re awesome!” tangerine, Mingyu cooing over a heart-doodled one. Five members passed, and no one said a word about her tangerine past. I’m good, she thought. Totally good.

Then came Wonwoo. She handed him a tangerine with a little “Fighting!” on it, and he paused, peering at her. “Oh, Y/N? You’re a fan, huh?”

Her face went up in flames. “Uh—y-yeah! Hi!” she stammered. He remembers me?!

Wonwoo just smiled, chill as ever. “Cool. Why didn’t you say something when you did our makeup? We could’ve hooked you up—backstage pass or something.”

“Oh, no, no!” Y/N waved her hands, mortified. “I’m fine! I just… like being a regular fan! It’s okay!”

He shrugged, signing her album. “Fair enough. Thanks for this, though—it’s cute.”

“Y-You’re welcome!” she squeaked, scooting to Woozi next. Okay, he didn’t say anything weird. I’m still safe. But the last two loomed ahead: Jeonghan, then Seungkwan. Her stomach flipped. What if Jeonghan remembers? What if he tells Seungkwan?

She stepped up to Jeonghan, sliding a tangerine with bunny ears and a smiley face toward him. He picked it up, and that smirk—oh no, that smirk—spread across his face. He glanced at Seungkwan, who was busy chatting with the fan in front of him, then back at her.

“You’re a Carat, huh?” Jeonghan said, twirling the tangerine. “Didn’t even mention it when you did our makeup. Sneaky.”

“Uh, I—I just didn’t think it mattered!” Y/N said, her voice a pitch too high. Her cheeks were burning already.

Jeonghan leaned closer, his tone teasing. “Oh, I remember red cheeks… tangerine girl… from somewhere. Where’d I hear that?”

“W-What?!” Y/N yelped, her face now a full-on tomato. “I don’t—I mean—thank you for signing!” She wanted to bolt, but the staff waved her forward. Oh no, oh no, oh no.

And there he was. Seungkwan. Time slowed as she stepped up, her heart hammering so loud she swore he could hear it. He looked at her, flashing that warm, fan-service smile. “Hi! How’s it going?”

“H-Hi!” she managed, sliding her album toward him. “It’s… good! You’re great!”

“Thanks!” he said, scribbling his signature. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” she mumbled, barely audible. She clutched the last tangerine—a simple smiley face with “You’re my star!”—but her hands wouldn’t move. Just give it to him! Come on! She could feel Jeonghan’s eyes boring into her from the side.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N!” Seungkwan said, handing her album back. “Thanks for coming!”

“Y-Yeah!” she squeaked. The staff tapped her shoulder—time’s up. Panic surged, and at the last second, she plopped the tangerine on his table, whispering, “It’s from Jeju,” before half-running back to her seat. She didn’t dare look back—did he see it? Did he react? Was Jeonghan laughing?!

Jiwoo was already in her chair, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Why are you so red? You look like you just confessed your undying love!”

“I didn’t!” Y/N hissed, sinking low. “I gave him the tangerine and said it’s from Jeju and now I wanna disappear!”

Jiwoo cackled. “You what?! Oh, you’re done for! What if he remembers?”

“He won’t!” Y/N whispered, clutching her album. “He can’t! I’m nobody! Just… a fan!” But her heart wouldn’t stop racing, and her cheeks wouldn’t cool down. She buried her face in her hands, praying the floor would swallow her whole. Please don’t remember, Seungkwan. Please don’t.

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sunnysana · 1 month ago

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Hello! Can I request a Pi Hanwool x reader FF where in the reader is a shy and kind girl and she's the gf of Pi Hanwool, but few knows their relationship. So when she joined the Study Group, she and Ga Min are getting closer like friends (but Ga Min has a crush on her). Then one day, Pi Hanwool see them together and he can't help but be jealous and possessive to the point that everyone now knows their relationship. It's a fluff btw 🫶🫶🫶 THANK YOU SO MUCH, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING SO SORRY FOR THE DEMAND 🥰

Pi Hanwool x F! Reader / When he gets possessive

A/N: Hiii, thank you so much for the request. I love being the first one to do your request. I love how you already know what you want me to write! Makes it fun and easier. I hope it's enough fluff and that you enjoy<3. I love this for the first study group fic I'll be writing!

Warning(s): None!

"Seriously?" He chuckled as if it was amusing but sounded displeased at the same time. "You joined a study group?".

That's how the conversation had went when he first found out you've joined Yoon Gamin's study group. He didn't really take it seriously. Cause how would a study group last in a school like this?

That's what he thought at first. Though now he takes it a bit more seriously than before. All because of Yoon Gamin.

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Hanwool walked through the halls with his sidekick also known as Minhwan. No one dared to cross his way.

Hanwool had a straight face on as usual. Meanwhile, Minhwan was playing around with his gun.

"She really joined a study group?" He laughed amused like it's the weirdest thing he heard in a while. "Yeah, and it's with that Gamin nerd." He scoffed.

"Aren't you gonna do something?" Minhwan fidgets with his gun. "Nah..." he brushed it off "it's gonna fall apart soon anyway, you really think a study group could last in a place like this?".

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A few days later there you were in the library after hours with the newfound study group. You were sitting on the side facing the door next to Gamin. Meanwhile, Sehyun was sitting on the other side.

The others, Joon, Heewon, and Jiwoo had already left as you were just finishing up some homework.

Earlier that day you had gotten a load of math works which you didn't quite get. After all math isn't your best subject, you'd say English is your strongest subject instead.

So Gamin offered to help as soon as you got it handed out. Which you ofcourse accepted because you didn't wanna get behind the others and keep up with the workload.

He adjusted his glasses as he started to explain another question. Sehyun, on the other hand, was already done and got up to leave. "See you tomorrow, don't stay too long okay?". You nod with a sweet sounding hum as you wave Sehyun bye.

After Gamin's best friend left he scooted a little closer with a small blush you didn't even notice. "Ah right, so for this question you need to use this formula and then do this..."

He went on like that. Anything that had to with studying got him excited, and he tried to explain it even better than normal because it's you he's teaching.

About an hour passes, and you finally finish up and walk out together. It's just right around dinner time, so you've finished at a perfect timing.

Recently, you have grown closer to Gamin and the others that you'd call them your best group of friends. However, you'd say you've been around Gamin the most recently.

You both head out together with only a few inches between you. However, you didn't mind as you two are close friends in your mind. However, he'd hope it was more besides that, though he wouldn't tell you.

"How about we get some Ramyeon at the convenience store we usually go to? I'm starving". Gamin offered as he looked your way with a cute smile.

You chuckled as you remembered something. "Yeah sure I'm so hungry, remember last time that Joon was so hungry he tried eating Ramyeon when hot and burned his mouth?." I remind him and laugh.

Moments later, you get there. You had promised Hanwool you'd come to Yeonbaek after you've had dinner, so it's even more convenient for you since it's almost right around the corner.

Gamin and you took a seat opposing each other with hot ramyeon as you chatted. However, you didn't know that about ten minutes later, your boyfriend had walked into the store to get some snacks for when you were supposed to hang out.

Hanwool himself didn't immediately notice as he was busy roaming the aisles, deciding on what to get the two of you. As usual, he just takes what he sees fit. He doesn't have to worry about his spending habits as his father is the boss of YB anyway.

The moment he noticed is when he saw the reflection of a familiar girl's back in the window glass with a nerdy boy on the opposite side.

You were too deep in the conversation and food to notice Hanwool's staring. He might look stoic and expressionless as usual, but if you could sense what he's feeling inside, it would be far from it.

He can't believe it, he thinks it's humorous the guy thinks he has a chance but also feels jealous of the biggest nerd in school chatting with you. Even having dinner together. He can't just leave it like that can he?

He put the snacks aside for a moment and strode over with hands in his pockets and hugged you from behind. Which suprised both you and Gamin but both for different reasons.

You hadn't expected Hanwool to be here at this time as he's usually still having dinner with his father around this time, or he'd be hanging out on the sofa with Minhwan as usual as he's often around.

However, Gamin had all types of thought going through his head. Why is this guy hugging you from behind? Who is this guy? Why does it have to be now? It didn't hit him yet, he didn't realize that it was THE Pi Hanwool yet as he hasn't seen him face to face before.

Hanwool broke the silence. "I see you're having dinner with this study group guy?" He pulled back, and you looked at him, happy to see him. "Yeah, I thought it'd be convenient as it's so nearby, then it wouldn't take to get to you, he helped me with math too" you said simply with a hint of innocence as you didn't realize the way it seemed.

Both you and Gamin had finished up a minute ago and were gonna leave in a moment anyway. So you both stood up, Gamin with a tad of awkwardness. "Let's go, shall we? I'll see tomorrow, Gamin. " You told him goodbye, head out with Hanwool holding his hand and forget the snacks.

When you got back to the YB building where he resides he immediately resorts to uncharacteristically clingy before and cuddling you all the time. Though if you'd point it out he'd play it off as just being comfy.

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The following day at Yuseong Technical High, everyone started to notice how close he was to a certain someone being you. Even Minhwan hadn't expected to see him be this sweet and close to you in public.

It's only that day when Gamin realized it was Hanwool he saw with you the day before.

In the break, Hanwool even told you to sit with him and his guys instead of with the study group. He promised he'd get you some strawberry milk and your favorite snack, too, after all. He didn't want you to be with Gamin much. After all, you're his at the end of the day. And he's not planning on letting you go.

Now the whole school knows just how much of a softie he is for you. Though no one dares to tell him that. He's still the no.1 on the ranking after all.

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A/N:

I hope you all liked it, I hope it's not to short. It's fun to me how he's the most requested person in my inbox, so you can expect more!

Also, it's not proof read by me so let me know if anything seems off!

#kdrama fanfic #study group #study group x reader #yoon gamin x reader #Pi hanwool x reader #kdrama imagines #Pi Hanwool

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flwoie · 1 year ago

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꒰ 엔하이픈 ꒱ HE'S POISON — PARK JONGSEONG

🍽️ Delphinium Academy is Korea’s prestigious high school, it’s well known for its massive cafeteria with delicious selections every day. It’d be a blessing to get food there. So when you, a culinary prodigy, are accepted into their culinary course, it means free food and a cool uniform. To Jay, Delphinium’s best volunteer, having a culinary mastermind work with him is his biggest fear. So to prevent you from laying a finger on his kitchen, let’s just say you got salmonella and a rivalry between the both of you.

૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა culinary student! jay x f! reader

INGREDIENTS > romcom, smau, highschool au (vocational school bc i went to one and i've never experienced a normal hs), rivals to lovers

CONTAINS > 14+, profanities, food (i dont recommend reading this if ur sensitive to food since 99% of this is about it), kys & kms jokes, jay is kinda mean, friend groups jokingly bully each other (the jokes are kinda mean but i swear most friend groups does this 😭); mentions of food poisoning, fires, injuries, blood

૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა heejin & haseul from artms, serim & taeyoung from cravity, gaon (jiseok) from xdh, jake sunghoon & sunoo from enha, jisung from nct, harua & jo from &team, chuu (jiwoo), yoon from stayc, hanni from nwjns, gaeul from ive, ryujin from itzy, mingyu from svt, saerom from fromis_9, younghoon from tbz, jangjun from gncd

BEST BEFORE > jan 12 ‘24 - EXPIRED

TAGLIST IS OPEN! SEND AN ASK OR COMMENT UNDER MAIN MASTERLIST

🗯️ going insane

A RECIPE TO MAKE A POISONOUS CHEF!

🍽️ EGGSHELLS # ANCHOVIES # LICORICE # TRUFFLE OIL

PREPARATION # wait i ate that soup

ONE # dishwasher head

TWO # blud thinks shes in hsm rn

THREE # middle finger on top a middle finger

FOUR # URGHHH KYSSS

FIVE # peter griffin skin

to be added...!

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fantasyescapes17 · 2 years ago

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Wings (Part 5, Final)

Your debut in society was as spectacular as one could be, but nobody had prepared you for what came afterward. When you find yourself overwhelmed during your very first season and unable to keep up with the rat race to secure yourself an eligible husband, a curious mentor appears- in the form of notorious flirt and self-proclaimed rake, Mr. Kim Mingyu.

Genre: Mingyu x Female!reader. Regency!AU. You are Jeonghan's sibling so your last name is Yoon but the reader has no other physical characteristics.

Warnings: smoking (don't smoke kids, the characters in this story are from a time when they didn't know how bad it was for their health)

Word Count: 4.5k+

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Series Masterlist [You WILL need to read Patience, the earlier installment in this series first in order to understand the character dynamics in this story. Reading Candle before this is also strongly recommended.]

You had attended a handful of weddings in your life, but nothing could ever compare to your sister’s wedding to Mr. Choi. It was not the most lavish or spectacular event of the year. It was a simple ceremony in your local church with hardly twenty people in attendance.

But no amount of decor or grandeur could have compensated for the utter devotion in the bride and groom’s eyes. The longing, the respect, the unconditional trust they both shared was too large to be contained within themselves. Their love was no game. It was an unavoidable truth. Every single person in the church felt it. Even, to an extent, your mother, who watched the ceremony in silence and did not make any attempt to ruin it.

By the time the bride and groom departed for their long-awaited honeymoon, your handkerchief was soaked through with your tears.

“I think this has been an emotional week for all of us,” Jeonghan said to you as you both left the church. His voice was steady but you could see the mistiness in his eyes. “A lot of people were involved in making this wedding possible- not least of all, you.”

You smiled up at your brother. “They had suffered long enough.”

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. “And your suffering?”

You turned away from him quickly, sensing the approach of a topic that you did not wish to discuss. “I must find Jiwoo-”

“No. Jiwoo is perfectly fine, he is with his governess,” your brother told you firmly, determined not to allow you to escape. “I am not an idiot, sister. I have given up attempting to find out exactly what occurred between yourself and Mr. Kim but my acquaintances tell me that he is on a journey across the English countryside and has been drinking every inn and tavern in his path dry.”

You flinched at the mention of Mr. Kim. You had been avoiding any news of him; you did not want to even think about the man.

“Unfortunate,” you said coldly. “Perhaps someone should intervene.”

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. “So you have no intention of intervening yourself?”

You stared at your brother in disbelief. “And what exactly do you expect me to do, Jeonghan? Do you consider me responsible for Mr. Kim’s health? Should I be following him around taverns and begging him not to imbibe? Please tell me how I could possibly prevent a fully grown gentleman from making poor choices with his time and money.”

Jeonghan raised an eyebrow. “I expect nothing from you. But when you react so strongly to a simple suggestion, it makes it difficult for me to believe that nothing occurred back in London.”

“I do not wish to talk about it-”

“You must at least tell me what he did-”

“No, I must not. I love you, brother; but please, stop this line of inquiry.”

Jeonghan’s jaw clenched. It was not anger- he was simply frustrated, being too used to single-handedly solving the family’s problems. Having been left in the dark was difficult for him, but it was not enough to convince you to talk to him about your experiences in London.

You wanted to put them far, far behind you.

“Jiwoo!” you called out to the young boy. He was walking with his elderly governess, looking rather tired and sleepy. “You look quite exhausted; shall we go home?” you turned to his governess with a smile. “I can take Jiwoo from here. Mr. Choi would have informed you that he will be staying with me at the Yoon estate until the couple are back from their honeymoon.”

The governess nodded and handed Jiwoo over to you. “Of course, my lady.”

Jiwoo blinked up at you. “When will father be back?”

“In a week,” you promised him. “But we shall have lots of fun together until then. Are you excited?”

Jiwoo grinned up at you, looking a little more awake. “Yes.”

“Come along, then- the carriage is waiting for us. Let us go home.”

Jeonghan and your sister-in-law were still conversing with other wedding guests near the church so you went ahead and climbed into the carriage with Jiwoo. The carriage could double back for the others- the church was only a few minutes from the manor. Jiwoo cheerfully told you about his studies and his new pet frog, Bernard during the short carriage ride to the Yoon estate.

You sensed that something was wrong as soon as the carriage door opened. There was a strange horse munching on the immaculate lawns near the manor entrance, and a servant-maid came running up to you, looking somewhat agitated.

“Miss Yoon,” the maid said hurriedly. “Mr. Kim Mingyu arrived earlier this morning. I tried to tell him that everyone was at the wedding, but he insisted on waiting in the drawing room! He said he wanted to speak to you in particular, and I did not know if that was appropriate-”

You took a deep breath. Your chest felt tight. You had known that you would have to face Mr. Kim Mingyu again, but you were not prepared for it to be right after your sister’s wedding while your emotions were still raw. You had expected that you would have more time to prepare for that particular encounter.

Then again- Mr. Kim had never been so easily predictable.

“I will handle it,” you told the maid calmly. “Please take Jiwoo upstairs. He is quite tired from the wedding, I am sure he could use a nap.”

The maid took the young boy away and you allowed yourself a brief moment to regain your composure before walking into the drawing room.

Mr. Kim was seated in an armchair, but he leapt to his feet as soon as you entered the room. He looked almost worse than he had the last time you saw him in London. He did not reek of whisky anymore but his bloodshot eyes, pale face and dry lips told you that his last drink had not been very long ago. Mr. Kim's handsome face was marred by fear, and his dark eyes looked anxious.

“Miss Yoon-”

“Mr. Kim,” you greeted him coldly. “I must assume that you were not aware of my sister’s wedding or you would surely have not come while the family was busy celebrating an event that you were not invited to.”

Mr. Kim stared at you for a long moment in absolute silence. His hands were shaking and he bowed his head.

“I-I was not aware of your sister’s wedding, allow me to offer my congratulations,” he said finally.

“The couple has already left for their honeymoon. You are too late to congratulate them.”

“Ah.”

“Was there a reason behind this unexpected visit?” you demanded.

“I-I had to speak to you.”

“Then speak.”

There was a long silence that ensued. Your heart was beating at an unnatural rate. You could see the agony in every inch of Mr. Kim’s posture and as he bit his lip and ran his fingers through his hair. A part of you- the part of you that had fallen in love with him- ached to see him like this. But there was another part of you that remembered your own wounds and pain, and swiftly suppressed any sympathy that you could feel for him.

The large grandfather clock in the corner of the room was ticking loudly.

“Do you have anything to say?” you asked after an entire minute had gone by. “Or is it your intention to make me wait in silence all afternoon?”

Mr. Kim cleared his throat. He was avoiding your gaze. “I am sorry. I-I had planned what to say to you, but somehow the words felt…”

“Empty? Rehearsed?” you demanded. “Or perhaps you thought that your mere presence would be enough to move me, and that words were not necessary? Was it not you who taught me some vacuous nonsense about the art of silence?”

He looked pained. “No, of course not-”

“If you are struggling to find something to say, Mr. Kim, then allow me to spare you the effort. There is nothing that you could say that would ever make me forgive you."

His eyes snapped up to meet yours, wide and horrified. "Please don't say that-"

"I am not in the habit of lying."

"I am not here to lie to you," he insisted hotly.

You clenched your fists and glared at him, almost challenging him to try and manipulate you again.

"Then go on, Mr. Kim. Prove that you are not merely the rake that the world sees you as. Say one thing to me that is not some attempt to contrive or manipulate me. A single sentence that is not rehearsed, and that truly comes from your heart."

Mr. Kim took a deep breath and stepped closer to you. "I-I have been thinking about what I said to you, and-"

"No, try again," you said coldly.

"I never meant to hurt you-"

"That is clearly a lie. Try again."

His face was beginning to turn red. "I was overwhelmed by my emotions and-"

"Excuses, excuses."

"I love you!" he burst out finally. His face was red and he was breathing heavily. "I love you, Miss Yoon, I love you so much that I cannot contain these emotions inside of my heart and this love overwhelms my thoughts, feelings, self-respect and every rational part of my mind. I love you more than I have ever loved anything in this world."

The confession was loaded. It hit you like a train- even you could not maintain your strong facade in the face of those heated words and Mr. Kim's dark, passionate gaze.

"The right words," you said quietly, your voice cracking. "If only you had said them two weeks ago."

Mr. Kim's shoulders fell.

"I know that I have no right to stand before you like this," he said passionately. Mr. Kim stepped closer to you and reached for your hands, grasping them tightly. "I have been a monster. I have hurt you and manipulated you, and wronged you. I am sorry."

You pulled your hands away from him sharply.

"A simple apology cannot fix this mess, Mr. Kim."

"I know-"

"This is not some unintended mistake. You did not step on my foot or mispronounce my name. No- you manipulated me and played with my emotions over a period of months. Was any of it real? Or was it all a game to you?" you asked, your voice cracking.

He looked torn. "It started as a game- I was so used to the thrill of the seduction. I saw a chance to woo the reputed Miss Yoon. The belle of the ball, the jewel of the ton, the most sought-after young debutante of the season, it was just such a tempting challenge…"

You felt sick. "Of course. It was a game to you. As I was warned so many times by everyone around me- I was young and naive, the ripe target for a rake."

He stepped away from you and took a deep breath.

"There was a thrill," he admitted shamefully. "In getting to know you and discovering the little things about you, your vulnerabilities and strengths, how I could use them to make you fall in love with me. I showed you a side of me that I hoped you would fall for."

You said nothing.

"But I never meant to hurt you," he insisted hotly. "You are blinded by your insecurities so you don't see certain things… I don't think you're aware of how beautiful and desirable you are. The whole ton was in love with you. You were the season's jewel, renowned for your beauty and approved by the Queen herself. It was a competition for your heart. You had so many suitors, and you could have had any bachelor you chose in a heartbeat. I never really expected you to fall in love with me. I thought you would marry someone else by the end of the season as you'd planned and it was a game, a harmless little game…"

"Harmless?" you demanded angrily. "Harmless for who, Mr. Kim?"

"I was wrong," he insisted. His face was red and he had turned away from you to pace the room. "I did not see that you were falling in love, I did not realise how dangerous my own feelings for you were becoming. Until the day we kissed in the gallery and I was forced to accept that this game had gone too far and gotten completely, utterly out of hand…"

You said nothing. Your throat felt heavy and you swallowed.

Mr. Kim came over to you suddenly. He kneeled in front of you and his dark eyes met yours. You could see the pain, the love, the emotion that bubbled underneath the surface of his gaze.

"I made a mistake," he whispered. "Many mistakes. But I love you. I need you in my life. Nobody else- nothing else in this world can make me as happy as you make me. That is my truth."

You looked down at him. "And me?" you whispered. "How am I to be happy, Mingyu?"

"I will do anything in my power to make you happy," he promised vehemently.

You shook your head. It was not enough. It would never be enough. Declarations of love and words of affection were quick to sway but you had been manipulated by this man before. You loved him- loved him with your entire heart but it was not enough.

"I watched my sister getting married today," you told him shakily. "Do you know how long she and Mr. Choi have been waiting to marry?"

Mr. Kim blinked. "A few years?"

"Almost five years. My sister gave up her prime years in society for him, destroyed all her other prospects and waited for so long. I never understood how she could take that risk and wait so patiently for him without a shred of regret. I think I finally understood it today. That feeling they share… it's something more than just love, Mingyu."

He waited silently for you to continue.

"It's trust," you finished. "And it doesn't matter how much I love you, because my trust in you is broken."

He recoiled as though you had slapped him.

"Of course," he said quietly. "I understand."

"Then we are done here."

"No," he said firmly. "No, we are not done. I have not come here to give up so easily. If I have broken your trust then I will repair it. Even if it takes a year, or five or ten…"

You shook your head. "You can't be serious."

"I will prove to you that what we share is nothing less than what your sister shares with Mr. Choi," he promised. "I will wait until your trust in me is restored, I will show you the parts of me I was too ashamed to show you before. I will fix this."

You swallowed. "A bold promise."

"I know you don't believe me," he said quietly. "You do not need to. I will prove it to you."

"You can't-"

"I will," Mr. Kim said firmly. "I will tell you and show you how much I love you every single day until you choose to believe it."

"And if that day never comes?"

"Then let them engrave it on my tombstone."

You shook your head in disbelief. "Mingyu, really…"

"I love you."

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Joenghan was confused and wary when he discovered Mr. Kim had arrived uninvited during the wedding. But since nobody would tell him exactly what was happening, he hesitantly extended an invitation to Mr. Kim to stay at the Yoon estate as long as he was in town. Mr. Kim accepted gratefully.

You awoke the next morning to the sound of loud laughter; Mr. Kim was teaching Jiwoo how to ride a pony in the gardens. You quickly dressed and went downstairs to tell them to be quiet, and that it was far too early to be waking up the entire town.

"Look; I am riding!" Jiwoo cried excitedly as he managed to control the pony without help. You could not resist a smile.

"I see you and Jiwoo are having fun," you said to Mr. Kim drily.

Mr. Kim smiled. "You speak of Jiwoo often; I thought befriending him might be useful. He promised to do anything for me if I taught him to ride one of the ponies, so I am simply keeping my promise."

You stared at him in disbelief. "And this does not seem manipulative to you?"

"It's hardly manipulative when I am being completely honest about what I am doing," Mr. Kim protested with a charming smile. "I do have to use some methods to win your heart, my dear Miss Yoon. I cannot simply sit here and expect my handsome face to do all the work."

"So this is your new tactic?" you demanded. "You will tell me what you are doing as you attempt to manipulate me?"

"One might call that honesty."

"One might call it brazen shamelessness."

"Call it what you will," he replied lightly. "I believe the arrangement benefits everyone involved. Jiwoo! Come back here!"

Jiwoo rode the pony back and dismounted before running over to you. Mr. Kim quickly took the pony's reins and calmed it down.

"Did you see me riding Chocolate?" Jiwoo asked excitedly.

You smiled at the boy. "I did. You did an excellent job! You must be very hungry after all that riding. Go inside and have breakfast- I will join you in a moment."

Jiwoo nodded before reaching into his pocket.

"Mr. Kim asked me to give you this," the boy added before running away.

You unfolded the sheet of paper that Jiwoo handed you. You were not sure what you had been expecting- but certainly not the words 'I love you' scrawled in Mr. Kim's familiar penmanship. You went over to him and raised an eyebrow.

"What is this?" you asked him.

Mr. Kim blinked. "A love letter."

"Rather low effort, don't you think?" you asked.

He chuckled. "Well, I had no choice. You are already familiar with all my flowery prose and poetry- you have my notes on the subject. I was worried you would see anything taken from there as ingenuine; therefore, I have chosen the path of simplicity and honesty."

You could not bite back your smile. "I see."

Mr. Kim turned his attention away from you and gave the pony an apple that he was carrying in his pocket. "I thought it would be best to befriend Chocolate the pony as well, seeing as he is one of your happiest memories. Luckily he is not much harder to sway than Jiwoo- he just needs a few apples."

"Don't overfeed him," you warned.

"I will be careful. Let me put him back in the stables and then I will join you for breakfast. Speaking of which…"

You looked at him. "What?"

"That stableboy of yours doesn't still work here, does he?"

Your eyes widened in horror. "Mr. Kim!" you scolded him, appalled.

He grinned. "All right, all right. I had to ask."

"Unbelievable."

Perhaps it was because you knew how weak Mr. Kim made you, you tried harder than necessary to resist his ensuing attempts to win your trust back. You were not going to make it easy for him to hurt you again.

Your heart was already his- there was never a moment where it belonged to anybody but Mingyu. But your head was cautious, suspicious, ever-doubting his words and actions and intentions.

Mr. Kim spent most of the winter either at the Yoon estate or nearby. He was always near you- his attention devoted to you, hanging onto your every word and making small gestures to win your heart. It soon became clear to your entire family that Mr. Kim Mingyu was desperately trying to woo you. Even once he returned to his own estate, he wrote long letters to you multiple times a week.

Then came the season.

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Your second London season was far less exciting, but far more enjoyable than your first had been. The absence of your mother (she had chosen to stay in the countryside) and your newfound confidence made things easier and less stressful.

There was also a new set of nervous, pretty young debutantes for the ton to fawn over. You were not surprised to find yourself no longer one of the most desired young ladies of the ton. But Mr. Kim was not deterred. He continued to court you openly and while he was around, it was difficult not to feel like the most beautiful woman in the room.

Mr. Kim was determined to make you fall in love with him all over again, and he succeeded. He accompanied you to every ball, promenaded with you when the weather was nice, and made it known to the ton that Mr. Kim was no longer a rake- he was now a much reformed man in love.

He also showed you things that he claimed he would never have shown anyone else. One interesting evening was spent with both of you going over his finances, where you discovered just how much money Mr. Kim had invested in his art gallery, and how much he had lost over cards to your brother.

"You do have a gambling problem," you scolded him. "No more cards for you, Mr. Kim."

He proceeded to sit miserably and empty-handed at the edge of the card tables in the assembly room for the next week, until you finally told him that you did not mind him playing a little. He was promptly made fun of by some of the other gentlemen but it did not seem to bother him- he only beamed at you across the room as they laughed about how you were not even married and controlled his finances already.

As the weeks and months passed, you fell in love with Mr. Kim a second time. It was the same, and yet also different.

He was still an excellent dancer, a charmer and could still make your heart skip a beat with his playful smile and dark twinkling eyes. But this Mr. Kim was more clumsy, more honest and less sure of himself than the suave rake you had fallen for the previous season.

You were now privy to the less perfect sides of Mr. Kim. His frustration that the art gallery was not doing as well as he had hoped, his gambling habit, the hesitation that sometimes appeared in his eyes when he was unsure of himself. He confided in you about the struggles he had faced when his parents passed away while he was still young. You fell more in love with him when he shared these parts of him with you.

The Mr. Kim you had initially loved was only an image, a small slice of the Kim Mingyu you had now grown to love and understand and even trust.

"So," he said to you one evening as you both shared a Cuban cigar on the balcony of the Duchess of Graham's manor. There was a large celebration happening inside that you had both snuck away from. "We find ourselves back on this fateful balcony where we first met."

You smirked up at him and snatched the cigar from his fingers before taking a drag. "You mean where you found me crying on the floor."

Mr. Kim shrugged. "I didn't want to bring it up…"

"I think I've changed a lot since then."

"You have," he said quietly. He gave you a small smile. "I know I only made things more difficult and it's not my place to say, but… I am proud of you."

You bit your lip. "I am proud of myself too."

"Good," he said with a nod.

"But I should probably stop smoking."

"Probably."

"Shall we quit together?" you asked him. "We've only been doing this as a way to spend time with each other, and I think we are rather past needing to find excuses to be alone together."

Mr. Kim looked amused as you put out the cigar on the railing.

"If you think we should quit, then I am not going to argue," he said lightly.

You nodded and hummed. "And perhaps we should stop meeting on other people's balconies like this."

"Now you are making me worry."

You reached into your pocket and pulled out a small book- it had been entrusted to you by Miss Ella Williams, who had gifted it to you for your use since you were one of her few unmarried friends. You showed Mr. Kim the pages with his name and the lengthy list of ladies he had courted.

He winced. "I feel a sudden urge to defend myself by pointing out that yours is the last name on that list- but I am sure you would not be standing here if it wasn't."

You giggled. "True," you said.

Then with a swift move, you ripped Kim Mingyu's page out of the book and pressed the end of your cigar against the page to light it on fire. The paper smouldered and slowly burned into a small pile of ash.

Mr. Kim was watching you closely with his dark eyes.

"I am scared to ask why you just burned my page," he said warily. "Should I be worried?"

"This book will probably get passed onto one of the newer debutantes," you replied simply. "Not only is the information outdated, I wouldn't want any of them to think you were an available bachelor."

The corner of his lips curved upwards. "I see. I take it that I am no longer an available bachelor then."

"Are you?" you challenged him.

"Absolutely not."

You kissed him. Mr. Kim stumbled backwards in surprise but his back hit the balcony railing and he embraced you firmly before returning the kiss. His lips were clumsy yet eager as they covered yours and one of his hands slid into your hair.

"Marry me," he whispered hotly against your lips as you pressed your body against his. He seized your waist and held you tightly as he whispered again, pushing you for a response. "Marry me, please."

You pressed your forehead against his and nodded, breath mingling as your own fingers slid into his hair and caressed his neck.

"Yes-yes, of course-"

"Come closer, my love-"

The door to the balcony opened suddenly. You pulled back- but Mr. Kim's arm stayed around your waist and you could only turn awkwardly in his grasp to see who had discovered you.

It was the Duke of Graham, eyes wide and his ears turning red as he realised what he had walked into.

"W-we're engaged," you blurted out quickly, in explanation and a desperate attempt to convince the Duke of Graham, a man you had never even met, that you were not creating a scandal in his home. You could hear a small chuckle from Mr. Kim over your shoulder.

"All right…" the Duke said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Erm, Congratulations?"

Oh god.

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#seventeen scenarios #mingyu x reader #mingyu scenarios #seventeen angst #seventeen x reader #mingyu fanfiction #seventeen fluff #seventeen fanfiction #seventeen imagines #regency!au

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esmestarz · 1 year ago

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ INTRO ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

about me ─ ★

she/her

infp

bisexual

i can play on the electric guitar and piano !!

i used to do ballet but now i do belly dancing

i love listening to music esp rap, metal (any type tbfr) and rock, my fav animal is a cat and I'm pretty sure that's it

stuff ─ ★

if you want me to write for a character that isn't on the list feel free to ask me and I'll write for them if possible <3

i will write smut, fem reader, gn reader, platonic and romantic relationships

i will not write rape, incest, gore, gang bang, male reader, gn reader, character x character, character x oc, poly relationships, specified race reader, trans reader since idk how to portray them

what and who i write for ─ 𐙚⋅˚₊‧

MOVIES ─ ★

black swan

- nina sayers

- lily

harry potter

- hermione granger

- harry potter

- draco malfoy

- luna lovegod

- ron weasley

- theodore nott

- tom riddle

scream

- tatum riley

- sidney prescott

- billy loomis

- stu marcher

- samantha carpenter

- tara carpenter

- amber freeman

- anika kayko

- ethan landry

- gale weathers

- jill roberts

- kirby reed

- chad meeks-martin

- mindy meeks-martin

SERIES ─ ★

pretty little liars

- emily fields

- alison dilaurentis

- hanna marin

- spencer hastings

outerbanks

- rafe cameron

- sarah cameron

- jj maybanks

- kiara carrera

- pope heyward

- john b routledge

the babysitters club

- sam thomas

- kristy thomas

- stacey mcgill

- claudia kishi

- dawn schafer

malcolm in the middle

- malcolm wilkerson

- reese wilkerson

- francis wilkerson

KDRAMA ─ ★

all of us are dead

- choi nam-ra

- lee su-hyeok

- lee cheong-san

- lee na-yeon

- nam on-jo

sweet home

- yoon ji-su

- lee eun-yoo

- cha hyun-soo

KPOP ─ ★

aespa

- karina

- winter

- ningning

- giselle

twice

- nayeon

- chaeyoung

- momo

- mina

- sana

- jihyo

- dahyun

- jeongyeon

- tzuyu

le sserafim

- sakura

- yunjin

- chaewon

- kazuha

- eunchae

gidle

- soyeon

- minnie

- shuhua

- miyeon

- yuqi

nmixx

- sullyoon

- lily

- kyujin

- haewon

- jiwoo

- bae

new jeans

- danielle

- haerin

- minji

- hyein

- hanni

GAMES ─ ★

the last of us

- ellie williams

fatal frame

- yuri kozukata

- rui kagamiya

cry of fear

- simon henriksson

resident evil

- leon s kennedy

- jill valentine

- ada wong

- claire redfield

- bela dimitrescu

genshin impact

- kinich

- xiao

- aether

- kazuha

- scaramouche

- cyno

- heizou

- thoma

honkai star rail

- argenti

- aventurine

- blade

- dan heng

- gepard

- sunday

ANIME ─ ★

jujutsu kaisen

- megumi fushiguro

- gojo satoru

- yuji itadori

- ryomen sukuna

- inumaki toge

- yuuta okkotsu

- choso kamo

#who i write for #intro post #fanfic writer #my stuff

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https-immotmari · 1 year ago

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❝ I had really sweet dreams yesterday ❞ ─── rules!

RULES!

this blog will be only for fluff, angst with comfort/happy ending, maybe a bit of yandere and for fun since, for me, I don't want to mix up the two sides of ying and yang. or those who wants the opposite of it, I've already made a side blog, although, it needs some final touches.

please mention/say the gender of the reader in your request, either female or gender neutral! (apologies to those who wanted a male!reader, I'm still not yet ready, hopefully in the future I will)

I can only take up to 3-4 characters per request, there's honestly a lot of characters in the fandoms.

please don't request anything lewd, I'm still a minor.

with your request, you guys can detail it as much as you want since sometimes my brain just needs a head start to come up with a scenario/story.

please be respectful and patient with me, and anymore writers, since I also have a personal life out of social media.

your request can be either romantic or platonic.

also, don't forget to mention if you want headcannons, short scenarios, etc, etc. I don't write/tolerate anything disgusting or uncomfortable like incest, pedophilia, racism, etc.

If I may feel uncomfortable with any request, which is gonna be rare, I can always decline it.

FANDOMS!

fandoms that mari is in and writes for:

reminder: that the names with the color purple on it are indicating that they are strictly platonic

study group - gamin yoon, hanwool phi, minhwan ma, jiwoo lee, heewon choi, sehyun kim, jun lee, hankyeon lee, geonyeob park, minhee jang, siwon cheon, sunchul kim, hyeonu lee, (may possibly add more)

blood of the butterfly - maehwa baek, jaeyon shing, sara lopez, hajin seo, (may possibly add more)

akuneko (devil butler with [a] black cat) - all of the devil butlers + muu, (may probably add more)

i became the male lead's adopted daughter - phileo, leonia, (may possibly add more)

zomgan - mirae on, (may possibly add more)

becoming the dark hero's daughter - lea/leticia, jade de lewelton, duke kallen de lewelton, marianne de lewelton, (might add more)

project sekai - vivid bad squad, wonderlands x showtime, (may add more since I've still have to read the other bands stories)

twisted wonderland - possibly all + grim and ortho (except for the adults and event characters)

surviving as a maid in a horror game - adrian caiser von der paltzgraf, hilda (might add more)

#❝ I had really sweet dreams yesterday ❞ ─── rules!#devil butler with black cat #manhwa x reader #project sekai #project sekai x reader #zomgan #twisted wonderland #study group webtoon #I became the male lead's adopted daughter #becoming the dark hero's daughter #surviving as a maid in a horror game #xreader

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cosyhomenet · 15 days ago

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Here is a complete list of all of the tags we may use when reblogging our Residents' work. Not all of the tags will be in use but those that are will take you to all works on our account under that tag once you click the link.

What our tags mean P: = Main pairing, there will be multiple if it is a poly fic. G: = Group R: = Rating: D, SFW, DNSFW or NSFW T: = Type: genres, aus, tropes WC: = Wordcount CT: = Content type DW: = Dark theme Warning Resident: = Resident tag

Group & pairing tags G: (G)I-DLE P: Cho Miyeon x reader P: Minnie x reader P: Jeon Soyeon x reader P: Song Yuqi x reader P: Yeh Shuhua x reader

G: Aespa P: Karina x reader P: Giselle x reader P: Winter x reader P: NingNing x reader

G: Ateez P: Park Seonghwa x reader P: Kim Hongjoong x reader P: Jeong Yunho x reader P: Kang Yeosang x reader P: Choi San x reader P: Song Mingi x reader P: Jung Wooyoung x reader P: Choi Jongho x reader

G: Blackpink P: Kim Jisoo x reader P: Kim Jennie x reader P: Rosé x reader P: Lisa x reader

G: BTS P: Jin x reader P: Suga x reader P: J-Hope x reader P: RM x reader P: Park Jimin x reader P: V x reader P: Jeon Jungkook x reader

G: Day6 P: Park Sungjin x reader P: Young K x reader P: Kim Wonpil x reader P: Yoon Dowoon x reader

G: Got7 P: Mark Tuan x reader P: Jay B x reader P: Jackson Wang x reader P: Park Jinyoung x reader P: Choi Youngjae x reader P: BamBam x reader P: Kim Yugyeom x reader

G: Itzy P: Hwang Yeji x reader P: Lia x reader P: Shin Ryujin x reader P: Lee Chaeryeong x reader P: Shin Yuna x reader

G: Kard P: J.Seph x reader P: BM x reader P: Jeon Somin x reader P: Jeon Jiwoo x reader

G: Mamamoo P: Solar x reader P: Moonbyul x reader P: Jung Wheein x reader P: Ahn Hyejin x reader

G: Monsta X P: Shownu x reader P: Lee Minhyuk x reader P: Yoo Kihyun x reader P: Chae Hyungwon x reader P: Joohoney x reader P: I.M x reader

G: NCT 127 P: Johnny Suh x reader P: Lee Taeyong x reader P: Nakamoto Yuta x reader P: Doyoung x reader P: Jaehyun x reader P: Kim Jungwoo x reader P: Mark Lee x reader P: Haechan x reader

G: NCT Dream P: Mark Lee x reader P: Huang Renjun x reader P: Lee Jeno x reader P: Haechan x reader P: Na Jaemin x reader P: Zhong Chenle x reader P: Park Jisung x reader

G: Riize P: Osaki Shotaro x reader P: Song Eunseok x reader P: Jung Sungchan x reader P: Park Wonbin x reader P: Lee Sohee x reader P: Anton x reader

G: Red Velvet P: Irene x reader P: Kang Seulgi x reader P: Wendy Son x reader P: Joy x reader P: Yeri x reader

G: Seventeen P: S.Coups x reader P: Yoon Jeonghan x reader P: Joshua Hong x reader P: Jun x reader P: Hoshi x reader P: Jeon Wonwoo x reader P: Lee Jihoon x reader P: DK x reader P: Kim Mingyu x reader P: The8 x reader P: Boo Seungkwan x reader P: Vernon x reader P: Dino x reader

G: Stray Kids P: Bang Chan x reader P: Lee Know x reader P: Seo Changbin x reader P: Hwang Hyunjin x reader P: Han x reader P: Felix Lee x reader P: Kim Seungmin x reader P: I.N x reader

G: TXT P: Choi Yeonjun x reader P: Choi Soobin x reader P: Choi Beomgyu x reader P: Kang Taehyun x reader P: Heuningkai x reader

G: Twice P: Park Jihyo x reader P: Im Nayeon x reader P: Yoo Jeongyeon x reader P: Hirai Momo x reader P: Minatozaki Sana x reader P: Myoui Mina x reader P: Kim Dahyun x reader P: Son Chaeyoung x reader P: Chou Tzuyu x reader

G: WayV P: Qian Kun x reader P: Ten x reader P: WinWin x reader P: Xiaojun x reader P: Hendery x reader P: Liu YangYang x reader

G: Xdinary Heroes P: Goo Gunil x reader P: Kim Jungsu x reader P: Gaon x reader P: O.de x reader P: Jun Han x reader P: Lee Jooyeon x reader

Rating Tags R: D = Dark fics without smut/suggestive scenes. R: DNSFW = Dark fics with dark themes included in the smut/suggestive scenes. R: NSFW R: SFW

Type tags T: Adventure T: Angst T: Arranged marriage au T: Best friend's sibling (best friend's brother/sister) T: Comedy (covers crack/humour) T: Canon idolverse T: College au (college/uni) T: Coworkers to lovers T: Dark T: Doctor au T: Enemies to lovers T: Established relationship T: Exes to lovers T: Fake dating au T: Fantasy T: Fluff T: Friends to lovers (includes best friends to lovers) T: Future (anything set in the future) T: Historical au (anything not modern) T: Hybrid au T: Idolverse (non canon idol fics) T: Mafia au (includes gang/criminal) T: Monster au (includes werewolves, vampires etc) T: Neighbours au T: Office au T: Platonic (no romantic or sexual relationships) T: Racers (cars, motorbikes, street racing, legal racing etc) T: Rivals (includes rivals to lovers) T: Roommates (includes roommates to lovers) T: Royalty au T: Sci Fi (aliens, space, robots etc) T: Sex worker au (cam work, porn, prostitution etc) T: Sibling's best friend (brother's/sister's best friend) T: Single parent au T: Smut T: Step relation (step brother/sister/father/mother) T: Suggestive T: Supernatural (ghosts, spirits, demons etc) T: Teacher au

Wordcount tags WC: Up to 5k WC: 5k to 10k WC: 10k to 20k WC: 20k to 30k WC: 30k to 40k WC: Over 40k

Content Type tags CT: Fic CT: Teaser CT: Masterlist CT: SMAU

Dark Theme tags DW: Abuse depictions (includes domestic/child/animal) DW: Abuse mentions (includes domestic/child/animal) DW: Blasphemy (includes negative religious themes) DW: Blood play (sexual) DW: Cheating (sexual and non) DW: Consensual non consent DW: Death (of a minor/background character) DW: Drugs (not painkillers/weed) DW: Dubious consent DW: Eating disorder mention DW: Kidnapping DW: Medical (diseases/hospital stays etc) DW: Mental health DW: Monsterfucking DW: Morally questionable (morally grey/dark) DW: Self harm mention DW: Serious injury (bigger injuries like stab wounds etc, not bruises etc) DW: Sex work (prostitution, cam work, porn etc) DW: Suicide mention DW: Stepcest DW: Temporary character death DW: Weapons (non sexual) DW: Weapon play (includes gunplay and knife play)

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Updated: 10/04/2025.

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kangshxrtie · 5 months ago

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ovrtimelove · 8 months ago

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✧ㅤRiNG ME UP PLZ ?! in which trainee life is just real life with extra steps. synopsis: three trainees from czn's basement band together... or rather, two normal trainees get pulled into this 'friend group' by one other trainee, who just wants friends. and people to complain to about this and that. watch as they anticipate the people chosen for czn's sixth collection! suffer through real life things! disclaimers: this is set in an au of our real world. this may or may not be connected with a smau by one of my friends. eunjae, dasom, and fuji are fictional characters. cznal entertainment is a fictional company. any groups mentioned that don't sound familiar are all fictional. the k-pop idols we know irl are in fact canon here, too, and may be spoken about. some topics may not be suitable for all readers, and tws will be provided at the start of every 'part'. RMUP is a mini-series and has no set updating schedule, and parts will likely not be in chronological order. this post is not a masterlist, please use # RiNG UP!.zip as a tracking tag. thank you for reading. profiles utc! character priv accs + profiles utc!

CZNAL ENTERTAINMENT a south korean multinational entertainment company and record label established in 2002. it was founded by yang jiwoo and shirley yang, with the goal to give people of any background an opportunity to achieve their dreams. known for handling second generation group 'SKYTALI', third generation group 'NV', fourth generation group 'ROUNDAWAY', and fifth generation group 'AMBI:VALENCE'. soon, they'll debut their sixth collection in 2025.

YOON EUNJAE (윤은재, HE/HIM) has zero external enthusiasm, but makes up for his apparent apathy with some stellar performances. even after two years of being in 'the company's basement', eunjae's patience is seemingly endless. he believes that his debut will come at the right time. for now, he'll have to put up with a redhead and the nicest rookie he's ever encountered in this company.

SEONG DASOM (성다솜, SHE/HER) rise and grind has been her motto even before it became a trend. friends with half the company, from staff to trainees!! even then, it doesn't kill her spirit at all, and she continues to work even after getting high praise. there's always room for improvement, even after two years of training at this company. take that, kq and jyp! two years each, and you couldn't knock 'em out!

CHIBA FUJIMORI (千葉藤森, ANY/ALL) one of the newer trainees who joined a few months ago. despite having lived in south korea for a year, adjusting is still difficult. friends are hard to make. language barriers are only being chipped away. at least this one girl was nice enough to try, and... maybe she actually likes them? they don't exactly know. at least there's somebody...

✧ㅤ my smau, my rules. therefore, i'll update this whenever the hell i want /JJJ!! i hope you guys enjoy oc content as well as x reader content. CZN is a little thing a friend and i have (not the same one in the disclaimer), an au i simply love and adore. it's my very first time showing off anything like this 🙏 feedback and REBLOGS are appreciated like i would LOVE some REBLOGS thanks SO much for reading mny conten ✧ㅤ general kpop taglist , @nonononranghaee. to be added to the [RiNG ME UP PLZ?!] series taglist, comment or shoot me an ask!

#ovrtimelove.chr #cznal-ent.zip #RiNG UP!.zip #kpop.zip #written dreams #kpop oc #fictional kpop idol #oc smau #kpop smau #RiNG UP!#RiU!#ring up #ring up yeun #ring up soda #ring up fuji #yoon eunjae #seong dasom #chiba fujimori

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ioaezz · 2 years ago

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ACE my name characters with their idol!s/o (headcannons!)

choi mujin —

- this man will buy anything that has your name on it including the sport car that you created

- you had been given the chance to create your own car and when mujin found out about it he immediately tried to buy it

- key word tried

- apparently your fans were counting down the seconds that it came out

- and when it was finally his turn the bright screen of his computer said that the cars had been sold out already

- this man would become so frustrated by your fans bc no one would give up their car, no matter the price he offered

- when you came home from practice you found your boyfriend furiously tapping at his computer while a cigarette hung from his lips

- he looked up at you when he heard you entering his office

- when you asked what happened he told you that your fans are crazy maniacs

- apparently one of your fans tried to bribe him to get him to get you sign their turtle in exchange for the car

- as he annoyingly tapped his finger against his desk you walked up to him with a smile before kissing him

- he returned the kiss while pulling you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist while yours were wrapped around his neck

- after a short make out session you parted with a bright smile on your face

- istg your man’s face dropped when you told him that you already owned the original car

- but he’d still try to buy your car from you bc he really wants that shit with your name on it

- you eventually gave in with a smile before you handed him the keys to now his new car

- he’s inseparable with that mf car

- and he’d get so mad whenever there’s a scratch on it or if there’s a splatter of blood that accidentally got on it during a fight

- he’ll side eye any other car he’s in bc it’s not as good as yours

- your groups songs would automatically be downloaded so he listens to it anytime he’s driving

- one time taeju got into his car and mujin insisted on driving and when he turned on his playlist which is filled with your songs taeju eyed him with a raised brow

- just imagine two feared gangsters listening to girly pop music with a straight face while chasing some other gangster that betrayed them

do gangjae —

- gangjae loved it when you did interviews but he really really hated it when you had to lie about your relationship

- he knew you had to do it bc of your company but it didn’t stop his annoyance though

- especially not as he watched your most recent interview in his car while a cigarette hung from his lips

- he had a fond look in his eyes as he watched you laugh at something that your members had said

- but when the man interviewing you asked you about your love life and you awkwardly laughed while denying having a relationship he could feel his fists tighten against his phone

- he watched the rest of the interview and glared at anyone that tried to speak to him

- later that evening when you came back home he grinned at you before kissing you heatedly

- the rest of the evening was spent in your shared bedroom and when you finally fell asleep gangjae took your phone

- he unlocked it quietly before opening instagram

- gangjae glanced at your sleeping form in his arms with a slight smile while choosing a couple of pictures of the two of you

- in one of the pictures his arms were wrapped around you while you held your phone

- while in another one the two of you were in his car after an event that you went to, he remembers picking you up and right before the two of you were about to kiss he snapped a picture of the moment claiming he didn’t have enough pictures of the two of you together

- the last picture of you was a mirror pic where you had your arms wrapped around his neck while kissing his cheek lovingly, his tattoos and abs were full on display and your body was pressed against his

- gangjae skimmed through the pictures one more time, putting a red heart in the caption before he posted the pictures for the whole world to see

- he quickly shut your phone off making sure it was silenced so nobody would disturb your time together before he wrapped his arms further around you placing a kiss against your nose

- the next morning you let out a groan but you weren’t able to reach for your phone because your boyfriend tightened his grip around your waist

- eventually you were able to escape from his grip and when you finally took your phone you saw a billion notifications from everyone you knew

- you furrowed your brows in confusion before replying to your manager who was talking about some instagram post so you immediately went to your page only to see a few pictures of you and gangjae blowing up

- your mouth fell open and your phone fell from your hand as you felt your boyfriend crawl behind you to kiss your neck

- ‘what’s wrong baby?’

- you quickly turned to him, already having figured out that he was the one to post those pictures

- he immediately calmed you down telling you that he’ll fully take the blame for it with a grin on his face while you complained to him with your head buried into his shoulder

- so for the next two weeks you were busy with interviews, lives and press conferences while gangjae enjoyed that he could finally be your proper boyfriend

jeon pildo —

- this man was sitting behind his computer screen waiting for your album to come out before immediately pre ordering it

- even though you told him that you would gladly give him an album for free he refused telling you that he wanted for you to make money out of it

- so he waited three weeks for his album to arrive

- his album arrived in the morning right before he had to leave for work but he couldn’t wait to open it so he took it with him to open during his lunch break despite the fact that his colleagues would tease him for it

- after a quiet morning of sitting at his desk he finally got the chance to open his album instead of eating his lunch

- he tore the carton box that was around the album before finally taking the album into his hands with a smile

- but just before he could even look through the album, his colleagues came in

- hyejin sat down at her desk next to his while glancing at the bright pink album in his hands

- she raised her brow which made pildo roll his eyes at her

- when she asked him what it was he quickly told her that it was his girlfriend’s album

- but when he said that she didn’t realise that he meant it as in that the album was made by you and not bought by you

- he quickly went through your members their pages before stopping at yours

- he took his time to admire you with heart eyes while hyejin looked curiously at his album

- ‘that’s my girlfriend’ pildo said proudly while showing her a picture of you

- ‘she’s pretty’ his partner told him while watching him staring at your pictures with loving eyes and an amazed smile

- and when he finally came to the extras he nervously shifted in his seat praying for one of your photocard

- he took the first pc before flipping it and falling back in his seat when he got one of your members instead of you

- he quickly pushed the pc away hoping that one of the two remaining pc’s is one of yours

- then he flipped the second one and let out a sigh when he got another member who wasn’t you

- he quickly readied himself and flipped the third and last pc a wide smile blooming on his face as he saw your sparkling eyes and kind smile

- pildo immediately send you a picture of his new photocard of you that he could add to his collection before taking his other photocards to try to trade them online with a pc of yours

- with a final smile he put the photocard in his wallet so he could always keep you close to him

jung taeju —

- the thing taeju hated more than anything was when you left for tours because he knew he could never go with you

- so he resorted to watching interviews and concerts of you after a hard day of work and coming home to an empty house

- he called you anytime he could and made a habit of sending you gifts as often as he could

- and you absolutely loved to come back to the hotel while knowing that there would be a present on your bed waiting for you after a long tiring concert that had absolutely drained you

- you opened your door while quickly bidding your members goodnight before closing your door with a sigh

- you entered your bedroom and a smile grew on your face when you saw an expensive looking gift neatly placed on your bed

- you pulled your phone from your pocket and quickly pressed on your boyfriend’s contact number

- taeju picked up his phone at the first ring while laying on your shared bed with his arm underneath his head

- a smile spread across his face when he heard your voice for the first time that day while you jumped onto the bed, quickly putting him on loudspeaker to be able to open the package he send you

- he quietly listened to you gleefully unpacking the expensive vivienne westwood necklace that he picked for you himself

- as you thanked him endlessly he asked to face time you so he would be able to see you and you happily did it while thanking him endlessly

- you put on the necklace and showed it to him while he compliments you endlessly

- for the next few hours you talk with each other until you fell asleep while taeju watched you lovingly already counting down the days that you come back home to him

- but he was pleased enough when he noticed you wearing your new necklace at your next concert

yoon jiwoo —

- you and your girlfriend were walking hand in hand through the empty streets while talking quietly with one another

- your relationship had to be kept secret so your company told you to tell people that she was just your friend

- fortunately jiwoo didn’t mind that much because she was a pretty private person and liked to be able to walk around without dispatch taking secret pictures of her

- as the two of you were talking about your weekend plans she noticed a group of high schoolers following the two of you while giggling loudly

- she tugged on your hand which made you turn towards her with a soft smile before it slightly fell at her serious expression

- you looked at the direction she nudged her head to before you smiled warmly at the teenagers that froze when they noticed you saw them

- after a few seconds they ran up to you before bowing at you and complimenting you for your hard work which made you smile wider

- you noticed jiwoo letting go of your hand when your fans asked for some pictures but decided to talk with her after the encounter

- a few minutes later you were having a friendly conversation with them but you noticed them squirming nervously while glancing at your girlfriend every few seconds

- your fingers grazed hers for a second and it seemed to wake her up from her daze

- your fans left shortly after and you quickly linked arms with your girlfriend again while continuing your walk

- when you asked what was wrong she just shrugged so you decided to drop the subject noticing that she wasn’t in the mood to talk to about it

- you quickly looked around before dragging your confused girlfriend into an empty, darkly lit street before kissing her softly

- she softened into the kiss and put her hand on your cheek

- and you knew she knew what you wanted to tell her when you parted with heavy breathing and soft smiles

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