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mymegrokosmos · 5 days ago

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Snapshot - another little Yugyeom Drabble because my brain is procrastinating again.

photographer reader x bf yugyeom. established relationship. implied smut and some flirting. mdni, 18+, mildly nsfw if you squint.

"kim yugyeom."

your boyfriend looks up, meeting your eyes through the camera lens. he doesn't speak, just wiggles his eyebrows at you and you laugh despite the sigh that follows.

"can you please be serious for like two minutes baby? i'm tired and i'd like to get these last few shots done so we can go home."

it's been a long day, for both of you. you're sure yugyeom's bloodstream is about 50% caffeine at this point and yours probably isn't much better. he's been up since 4am, getting hair and makeup and styling to shoot for his latest music video. you've been trailing around after him getting behind the scenes shots and footage, filming clips for a vlog he wants to post once it comes out, getting promo shots between takes and just helping the staff out where you can. they've been working hard for months to pull this album together and you know they're just as exhausted.

everyone finally called it a day about ten minutes ago, and you took the opportunity while they're all packing up to pull your boyfriend aside and snap the last couple of photos you needed to finish preparing his promotional material for the single release and album roll out. he's feeling the effects of the caffeine comedown though, all giggly and unable to stay still for fear of falling asleep on his feet. in any other circumstances you'd find it adorable, your big puppy ready to end his day with plenty of cuddles and rambling about how well the shoot went, but you’re also crashing and it’s making you a bit irritable.

your boyfriend noticed. you know he did. he's trying his best to keep your mood up but the noise is making your head pound and you just want to focus on getting this done so you can get back to your shared hotel room and get some rest in. you step back from the camera to offer him an apologetic smile, you shouldn't have snapped at him, but he just shakes his head and straightens up. your smile is relieved this time.

"thank you kyeomie."

you see the way he focuses, pulling himself together as you step back behind the camera and adjust the shot a little. you're thankful for thr tripod because you know your hands are starting to shake as the jitters from the endless coffees of the day start to hit. you take a deep breath, shake them out and slip back into your professional persona. between your expert directions and how naturally photogenic he is it doesn't take you long to get the shots you need. you set up to snap one last candid or two before wrapping up and that’s when the glint in his eyes hardens and he pulls out all the stops.

you hold your breath as the shutter snaps, eyes caught on the way his thumb brushes his plump lower lip and the sultry expression he makes for the camera. his eyes are hooded, smirk a little sly, and if you didn't know better you'd say he was trying to seduce you with this last pose. you try not to show how much he's affected you as you set about packing up, but the feeling of his eyes on your back as you put all your equipment away says he knows anyway. you've never been good at hiding much from him.

he confirms this when a hand comes to rest on the back of your neck as he sweeps the packed bag out of your hands to swing it up over one shoulder. the way his thumb brushes back and forth on the skin of your nape and feel of his lips soft against your temple sending shivers down your spine.

"kyeom you don't have to..."

he cuts off your protest about carrying everything, hand coming down from your neck to rub your upper arm as he pulls you against his side. "come on baby, let's go. i'm starving."

you just shake your head and let him lead you back to the car. you bid goodbye to countless staff on your way out of the building, yugyeom stopping to thank them and bowing at their praises on how hard he worked today. it takes longer than you'd like to get through all the pleasantries but it makes you smile to see how soft and shy he gets with everyone. he's still blushing as you make it to your vehicle for the day, dropping everything in the trunk and stopping to run a hand through his hair. you watch with a smile, hip propped against the back of the car as he takes a minute to breathe and compose himself.

he catches your gaze lingering and pouts at you, tucking both hands into his pockets. "what?"

you just laugh and shake your head, closing the few steps between you to pinch his cheeks playfully. "you're cute when they tell you you've done a good job. my shy baby."

he huffs, one arm winding around your waist and squeezing lightly. "yah stop it." his tone is whiny and it only makes you grin as he buries his face in the crook of your neck until his blushing dies down.

"cutie."

his reponse makes you yelp and wiggle in his hold a little, the way he nips at your neck just shy of painful. he laughs and does it again, teeth grazing your shoulder this time and you run a hand through his hair, tugging lightly.

"yah, kyeom, that hurts." now you're the one whining at him.

he just grins as he emerges, stepping back to look at you. his arm stays around you, keeping you close as his other hand comes up to tuck your hair behind your ear. he doesn't say anything, eyes just roaming your features, and you let him have this moment. it's nice, being in his arms, and you don't need words at times like these. you take a minute to just soak in his presence, his warmth, leaning into him as he leans down to rest his forehead on yours. you smile then, the sweetness of the gesture melting your heart just a little as he nuzzles his nose against yours. this is the man you fell in love with.

until your eyes flutter open and you lock eyes only to see the mischief painted on every line of your boyfriend's face. "did you like my last pose?"

you smile despite yourself, tugging him closer by the belt loops on his jeans and leaning up to press a long kiss to his lips. "you know i did."

his confidence is back immediately, you can see it in the curl at the corner of his lips. he's proud of himself for riling you up and you reach up to squish his cheeks in one hand.

"yah, stop that right now."

his eyes glitter with laughter and his voice is rough with the hint of a challenge as he keeps his face close, invading your personal space as usual. "or what?"

"or else we are not getting dinner."

he just shrugs. "dinner can wait, i'm craving something else anyway."

you hit his shoulder lightly, stepping back as you try to tamp down the warmth unfurling in your gut at his words. "kyeom!"

he just grins and leans in to steal another kiss, sliding the car keys out from your pocket teasingly slowly as he pulls back. his expression is sultry now, close to the way he had looked at you through the camera not too long ago and you fight the urge to chase his lips. he just smirks like he knows the turmoil he's caused and you shove him away lightly. that only makes him laugh and you take the opportunity to round the car but before you can open the passenger door he's back, all up in your space as he spins you around to face him and presses you back against the vehicle. you gasp softly as your back meets the cool exterior but he quickly captures the sound with his lips. you don’t resist, hands snaking up to hook around his neck and pull him closer. when he finally pulls back you're breathless and he's still grinning.

"forget about dinner." you tug him back down for a lingering kiss as he laughs against your lips, hand squeezing lightly st your hip.

"what happened to being tired?"

"sleep is just going to have to wait. i have a needy boyfriend who needs attention first."

he hums approvingly as he steps back a bit, pulling you along with him, and gets the door. you let him help you in and steal another kiss.

"i'm stealing all of your attention for the rest of the night." he confirms. "i haven't had nearly enough kisses today."

you grin. "aww, is my poor baby melting away from a lack of cuddles and affection?"

he nods somberly and you shake your head, buckling up as he closes the door and heads around to the driver’s seat.

"poor baby."

he blinks at you as he climbs in and starts the car. "that's not what you're going to be saying when i get you back to the hotel."

he's right. you say a lot of things but that definitely isn't one of them and by the time you get around to dinner it's takeout in bed, you dressed in nothing more than his t-shirt and lounging comfortably against his bare chest as you finally catch up on your day together. you wouldn't change it for anything, not even when the headache you wake up with pounds against your temples. not when yugyeom scoops you up for a hot shower, lips pressed against your forehead as he washes you so gently and insists on dressing you in one of his shirts again. sometimes a little pain is worth it.

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nctangelz · 11 months ago

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a forever goodbye ( 2019 )

monique never imagined herself to feel as if she was an open container, with an open heart, calling out for anyone to give it love. she never imagined herself to be so naive, so easy to drop and break into millions of little pieces like glass. she never thought she would let someone hurt her like this.

she thought back to the love story of her and yugyeom, back when they had their first date, their first kiss, their first sleepover, the night they unlocked all of their secerts, showed all their imperfections and learned a new language, a new passion for eachother, how they always seemed to have endless amounts of laughs to share between them, their whispered "love you" before drifting to sleep, to their countless of late night milkshake dates, to just a few days ago - when it all shattered.

monique wondered - how could something so beautiful, turn into something so terrible and gut wrenching, so quickly?

monique smiled when she entered her shared apartment of her and yugyeom, resting her groceries on the counter and turning around, calling, “i’m back, love!”. it sounded cheesy, but after a long and busy day, she loved that she had yugyeom to come home to afterward.

she began to unpack her groceries out her bag, organizing, placing each item in their designated area. she sighed when yugyeom still didn’t come out to greet her, scanning the living room to find sight of him. it was unlike him to not come and find her, for him to not wrap her up in a hug, leaving sweet kisses on her neck.

when her search failed, she creeped into their shared bedroom, gently peeking her head in. she expected to find him sleeping, but instead, she found him sitting on the edge of their neatly made bed (monique couldn't help but feel a pinch in her heart - making the bed was her job). yugyeom didn't raise his head - his eyes set on the frame he was holding in his hands - the picture her cousin took of them at monique's birthday party. their favorite picture.

the both of them were smiling, not looking at anything, just eachother. anyone looking at the picture - would see a strong love, a love that wasn't made to end. but monique knew yugyeom wasn't just looking at it to ponder. her eyes wandered, frowning when she saw a bag,

the bag he brought when he moved in.

packed.

"what's the bag for?" monique asked, frowning when yugyeom didn't answer, his eyes still trained on the frame. " yug, what's wrong?"

yugyeom didn't say anything. the silence stung, and monique knew. she knew that in his silence, it was over. and yugyeom was gone. when he looked up - she could see it all so clearly now. he was gone, the love was gone, and there was no way she could get it back.

she never imagined someone so dear to her would so easily become a stranger, because how could they? she could recognize his laugh in a heartbeat - but she felt like she knew nothing about him. everything she knew about him was completely wrong. she never deemed herself foolish, but clearly everything she knew about herself was wrong, too.

she used to watch yugyeom sleep, count his freckles and brush her fingers through his soft hair, resting her head on his chest, listening to his breathing and his heartbeat, lulling herself to sleep. but now, she falls asleep alone, clutching her heart and tug on the strings of the sweatshirt he left, clinging to the lingering smell of his shampoo and cologne.

monique couldn’t wrap her head around the thought that it was really over — that yugyeom would probably never pick up her calls anymore, he would no longer suprise her with flowers and a romantic date in, she couldn’t believe that she had to live in a universe where yugyeom loved her, not a universe where he would love her forever. she wished she were in another universe - simply living and loving yugyeom.

but now he’s gone, and all that remains is the ache in her heart and the shadows of him in their empty apartment. the only way she can cope with her loss, was to pour her love into her journals, into the wind, screaming it out of her lungs only to inhale it back in. her days seemed like a constant loop - with no end in sight. how was she expected to move on, when he dropped her heart with no warning, with no gentle hands, just with one sharp breath?

she thought back to that night - and everything that led to it. she hated herself knowing that she could've made them last - she could've made them happen, be the forever happy ever couple she so desperately wanted them to be. but then, she wonders if she would be happy. and she knows, that truly, she wouldn't be. she would feel the emptiness of what she wanted in her heart forever, and she knew, that no matter how much love yugyeom gave her - it would never be enough. the nights spent with the two of them peacefully laying in the bed together, their soft sheets draped over them and the afterglow radiating off their skin...even though monique hated this truth, it wasn't enough.

the moonlight was peeking through the navy curtains, the chill of the wind humming the couple a soft song. monique layed there next to yugyeom, her chin resting against his shoulder, her fingers gently tracing his jawline while he played with the ends of her hair. the night was far from young - but monique couldn't find any tiredness in her body. she wanted to stay awake forever - endlessly admiring yugyeom, endlessly loving him.

"what's going through that sweet head of yours?" yugyeom asked, chuckling lowly when monique only blushed, hiding her head into his neck.

"i'm just thinking..." monique whispered out, kissing yugyeom's shoulder before sitting up, pulling the soft gray shirt she stole from the closet down. "i'm thinking about our future - how i could never get enough of you. we could get married, move into our own home...have kids. could you imagine what they would look like? i bet they would have your eyes, your nose, maybe my smile...gosh, i bet those kids will get my mom's ears. poor kids." monique softly chuckled, brushing her hair off her shoulder to look out the window, admiring the night sky. "we could take them to our spot, show them all the constellations and teach them about all the phases of the moon."

monique smiled, turning her head to look back down at yugyeom, feeling her heart sink when he didn't return her smile. it was silent for awhile, the two staring at each other, wordlessly communicating.

"or...it can just be us." monique said, forcing a smile when yugyeom nodded.

she regretted mentioning anything - she knew she should have asked yugyeom if he wanted kids - if he wanted kids with her or in general. why did she allow herself to assume?

but she couldn't help but feel disappointed and hurt - she dreamed about being a mother for so long and thinking about yugyeom and her raising children together had made her heart feel so full. she dreamed of family vacations...she dreamed of yugyeom teaching them to swim while she watched from the porch, taking them to explore her home town and yugyeom's home town...it was something she thought would happen in life. she wanted it to be with yugyeom - but the silence slapped her into reality.

how could you feel grief over something that you never even had in the first place?

"it's a loss without closure, moni." wonwoo said, throwing himself back on his couch, pushing his frames back up his nose. "it's like when you go to the pet store and fall in love with an adopted kitten, your heart aches for them - but they were never yours to begin with."

"i can't believe you are comparing my breakup to adopting cats." monique scoffed, opening another soju bottle, "am i selfish for even crying over something like this?"

wonwoo was silent for awhile, blankly looking over at the girl while she drank, straight from the bottle. "no, i don't think you can be considered selfish. the both of you never talked about it before or after, did you?"

monique only shook her head, resting her bottle on the nighstand, "no. only when we had a pregnancy scare, but he didn't say anything. he just hugged me and smiled when it was negative." monique said, suddenly feeling as if she was going to throw up. "i should have known."

"he didn't want you to know." wonwoo said, "he knew it would break you."

"what would you have done?" monique asked, wiping her tears off of her cheeks, sniffling while she watched wonwoo shrug, giving monique a lopsided smile.

"why does it matter?" wonwoo laughed, causing monique to only close her eyes and shake her head. "you know my answer."

"not what he did." monique mocked, copying wonwoo's deep voice, causing the friends to chuckle through the somber moment.

as monique layed in the bed, all she could think about was how badly she wished yugyeom would have said something - anything. she wished they had time to fix it - but it was too late. she tried to call - but it wouldn't go through.

he blocked her. erased her from his phone - he was trying to erase her from his life. erase all the memories and erase the pain. monique couldn't blame him - she wished she could forget all the warm memories, but no amount of vodka would fix her broken soul and it never, ever, made the cold nights more bearable. just more miserable.

as the past memories flooded her mind - the clearer it got that it was never going to work. now that the fog cleared, she saw all the flaws, all the quirks and all of the red flags wonwoo tried to warn of her of - but it was too late. the damage was done. and the fog clearing made it hurt even more. she misjudged her very own love story.

it wasn't perfect, it wasn't beautiful - but they were in love, right? in some sort of twisted and flawed way, they found themselves in love with each other. she hated that he wasn't what she imagined, she hated that she wasn't what she expected to be, and most importantly, she hates that through all the hate and the disappointment, she still hurts.

the only thing that kept her going through the dark, gloomy and alone days was the fact that the moon and sun rises and set everyday. she could watch the clouds move, the reflections the sun and the moon made, and count the starts in the deep sky, comforting herself in the fact that perhaps yugyeom was looking at them too, thinking of her. she could only hope.

she could only hope that the hurt wouldn't last forever.

so, into the night sky, monique screams his name, begs him to come home, tells him to straight to hell, cries that shes sorry over and over again, and sings the betrayal away. she keeps going, until all of the pain is crushed and dead.

when she can finally stomach the pain, she packs all of yugyeom's belongings away, she ships them off, and drops the apartment.

she can go wherever she wants, but not the place monique and yugyeom called home in the same breath. a place that was once filled with love and laughter, was now cursed with haunting memories and the echos of what they once had. she couldn't do it - if he was going to let yugyeom go, she had to let the ghosts of him go too.

so she let him go. she said goodbye to the ghosts. smiles instead of frowns. and somehow, she dragged herself out of the hole she dug, and found her way back into her own life.

tags :: @yjjnfied

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aajjks · 1 year ago

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sorry i’m late with this one. the comments kinda made me a little self conscious but i’m okay now!

TPOL!JK

“hahahaha jorjaaaa” you laugh on the phone while folding jaemin’s clothes.

“ughh, you think he’ll be at yugyeom’s thing tonight?”

“yoongi? i think so but you can’t chicken out this time”

“i just gotta give myself the sharpay treatment. brr brr brr MA, y’know?”

you giggle “yeah that. he’s really cool, trust me” you’re then interrupted by jungkook with a whining jaemin in his arms. “i’ll call you back, jojo. love you girl”

“aww, love you too!! give jaemin a kiss for me. see you tonight!!”

“see youuu” you hang up your phone, set it aside, and take jaemin from jungkook. cooing at him while he settles down. “hi my wittle munchkin~ what’s wrong??” you coo, giving jaemin an eskimo kiss before swaddling him and sitting him in the swing set he likes, gifted by yerin.

“hi you” say with a smirk when you finish laying jaemin in his swing set and walk to jungkook who quietly watches you. you walk to your sweet boyfriend and wrap your arms around jungkook’s neck and press a kiss to his lips. “is everything okay?” and he replies that everything is. he just misses when your attention used to be on him since you’ve been so focused on the baby but he admires you for accepting jaemin with open arms.

the two of you talk for a little bit before jungkook leaves you to finish jaemin’s laundry while he heads back downstairs to talk to his mother about proposal ideas.

“what if you just slide the ring on in her sleep? that would be so cute and she’d never expect it” says ji-ae and jungkook takes his time to think about the idea. “you should call yugyeom up and go ring shopping for y/n. maybe he’ll give you a better idea than mine. it’s how your father proposed to me because he was too shy to ask me to my face”

[oh my God I’m so sorry I didn’t know… I feel really bad, it must not have been the nicest thing to see but I just hope that you know, that they are criticizing jk, not you or your writing because you’re honestly such a good writer. And I know it’s not easy to deal with something like that but what I do is, I don’t let anything affect me personally. So if you ever feel like that, just talk to me Okay? I hope you feel a lot better right now. 🩷🩷]

Jungkook thinks about it for a moment, but his smile fades when his mother mentions his father. He scoffs as his mother tells him the way his father proposed to her.

Of course very typical of him.

“Ma, no offense, but he trapped you, because he was scared of being rejected.” he says, in a small voice not trying not to hurt her feelings, and he can still see it in her eyes that she has a small soft corner for him in her heart, and he cannot blame her because she used to love him very much.. and he’s sure that maybe in his own fucked up way he loved her a lot too. And Maybe that was the problem.

But then he smiles at her, showing her his bunny teeth. “but I’m glad that he did because I got to have the most amazing beautiful mother.” He coos.

“OK now I got to go… you’re right maybe I should go out and do some ring shopping you know. I wanted to take you with me but I’m not sure if you’d want to come? I know you hate this weather.” He says, getting up, and then he kisses his mother on the forehead before leaving her alone, and heading out.

Of course, he’s not telling you that he’s going somewhere because it has to be a surprise. This time he has a clear idea of what to get you.

As he’s driving to the jewelry store, his heart feels really giddy because this time he really feels like this is your happy ending or beginning as he would like to think.

Everything is perfect and he wouldn’t want anyone or anything to destroy it.

So after hours of searching for the ring, he finds the perfect one. “Yeah please pack this one.” He says to the shop clerk. Today he is such a happy mood. He’s like walking sunshine.

____

It’s almost night, and he is finally home. And he goes to his mother’s room, first thing to show her the ring. And it is safe to say that she is in love with it.

And then after a while he has come back to your bedroom. He missed you a lot.

“Ynnnnn!!!!” He says in a sing song voice. But he doesn’t spot you. Maybe you already started to get ready for tonight… yeah that’s possibly it because he is a little late. And he then sees Jaemin peacefully sleeping in his crib.

“YNNNN!” he is now in your vanity room, and there you are. All ready, you’re just putting on some earrings and damn, he’s forgotten how to breathe.

You’ve got a black tight dress on. It’s complementing your figure so well. “Oh princess look at you..” he whispers, walking towards you, and he wrapped his hands around your waist back hugging you.

You look so pretty that he wants to propose to you tonight.

He’s leaving butterfly kisses on your neck and he cannot help but admire your smoky eye makeup. It suits you a lot.

“Oh I guess I’m a little late but I missed you very much… I was gone somewhere really important… I see you’re already ready, I better go and have a quick shower!!!”

#ask: tpol!jungkook

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