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Under The Oak Tree :: Kim Mingyu

Paring :: Kim Mingyu x Reader

Genre :: Romance

Synopsis :: Y/N, a rebellious city girl, was sent to live in the countryside after her family had enough of her behavior. Struggling to adjust to the slower pace of life, she went for a walk to clear her head, kicking pebbles along the way to vent her frustration. Mingyu, a local who was also out for a stroll, was accidentally hit by one of Y/N's flying pebbles.

Word Coun :: 890

A/n :: The majority of people choose mingyu, so here it is. hope you like it

Y/n, a city girl with a rebellious attitude, was sent to live with her tita on the province by her family as a punishment for her wild behavior. As she got out of the house to cool down, but ended up getting lost, her frustration grew, making her want to scream.

Lost in her thoughts on how to get back, Y/n was kicking rocks out of frustration, and didn't notice she hit someone. The man, surprised by the sudden pain, yelled out.

"hey!" he said, rubbing his head which was the spot that got hit by the rock.

Y/n, not in the mood for apologies, gave him a dirty look and continued walking.

The man, finding her attitude amusing and interesting, decided to follow her. "Hey, wait up!" he called after her.

"stop following me!" She said to him, and walked faster

He walk a little bit fast than usual and catch her

"Hey! You threw a rock at me, you should apologize yk!"

"so? what's the big deal. it's your fault, why are you standing there anyway" i stop and faced him. raising my one eyebrow at him

He didn't say anything and instead he walks closer infront of me

"I was the one who got hit but it's still my fault?"

Y/n standing her ground, with arms crossed, and head high even though the man infront of her is towering over her.

"Yeah, it's your fault for being in my way," Y/, retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "What, you think you own this whole field or something?"

The man chuckled, his deep voice rumbling through his chest. "Well, technically, I do own this field. But that's not the point."

Y/n rolled her eyes, her patience wearing thin. "Then what is the point? You want an apology? Fine. Sorry for hitting you with a rock."

The apology was laced with insincerity, but he didn't seem to mind. "Apology accepted," he said with a grin. "Now, how about we start over? I'm Mingyu."

Y/n hesitated for moment, but give in anyway "Y/n," she replied, extending her hand.

Mingyu took her hand in his, his grip firm and warm. "Nice to meet you, Y/n. So, what brings a city girl like you to our humble countryside?"

She shot him a glare. "None of your business," she snapped, resuming her walk.

Mingyu, unfazed by her hostility, fell into step beside her. "Well, it looks like you're stuck here for a while, I might as well show you around," he offered, a grin spreading across his face.

Y/n despite her Hesitation, found herself intrigued by this strange, yet charming, man. "Fine," she agreed, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Mingyu led Y/n, through the fields, pointing out various landmarks and sharing stories about the town's history. Y/n, despite her hesitating at first, found herself listening intently.

"See that old oak tree over there?" Mingyu gestured towards a massive, tree standing in the middle of a field. "Legend has it that a young couple eloped under its branches centuries ago, ignoring their families' feud."

She raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "A Romeo and Juliet kind of story? How very cliché."

Mingyu chuckled "Maybe so, but it's a story that's been passed down for generations. It's part of our town's identity."

They continued their walk, passing by quaint cottages and bustling farms. Mingyu continued with his stories.

"There's old Mrs. Jeon," Mingyu pointed towards a woman tending to her garden, her straw hat bobbing as she hummed to herself. "She's known for her award-winning blueberry pies and her habit of talking to her plants."

She couldn't help but smile. "Talking to plants? That's a bit odd, isn't it?"

Mingyu shrugged "Maybe, but her pies are definitely worth the conversation."

As they approached a small bakery, the aroma of freshly baked bread floated through the air, making Y/n's stomach growl involuntarily. Mingyu noticed her reaction and grinned.

"Hungry? Let's get you a pastry," he suggested, leading her into the bakery.

Y/n hesitated, her rebellious attitude still lingering. "I don't need your charity," she retorted, crossing her arms.

Mingyu chuckled, unfazed by her resistance. "It's not charity, it's hospitality. And besides, you can't resist the smell of freshly baked bread, can you?"

Y/n's stomach growled again, betraying her. She sighed in defeat. "Fine, but just one."

They came out from the bakery with warm pastries in hand, finding a bench under the shade of a willow tree. As they savored the sweet treats, Mingyu continued his tales, recounting the town's annual festivals and quirky traditions.

Y/n found herself laughing along, She couldn't deny that Mingyu's easygoing nature and genuine warmth were starting to break her hardened wall.

"You know," she admitted, taking a bite of her pastry, "this place isn't as bad as I thought it would be."

Mingyu smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I told you so. There's more to life than the hustle and bustle of the city."

They sat in comfortable silence, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the atmosphere of the countryside. Y/n felt a strange sense of peace wash over her, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time.

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PICK POCKET [CHOI SEUNGCHEOL]

Paring :: Choi Seungcheol x Reader

Genre :: Rom-com

Synopsis :: In a hilarious case of mistaken identity, Y/n finds herself being chased through the mall by Seungcheol, who mistakenly believes she's the pickpocket who stole his wallet.

Word Count :: 554

I was just walking through the mall, trying to find a food stand, when suddenly a tall-ass stranger started chasing me, screaming something.

The man was chasing me all over the shopping mall. "Hey, give me back my wallet!" He shouted as he ran faster to try and catch me.

I turned my head to look at him after hearing what he said, still running. "Huh?!!"

"Give me my wallet now, or else I'll call the police!" The stranger shouted louder as he chased towards me.

"WTF, I didn't pickpocket anything??" I stopped running and turned towards him, which made him stop.

"Then why are you running away?" He yelled as he got closer to me. I got nervous and took a few steps back. "Cause you were chasing meee?!!"

"And why do you think I was chasing you?!" He asked with a serious expression on his face.

"After hearing what you said, I'm guessing you got pickpocketed. Plus, it was just my instinct to run away after seeing a stranger chasing me, no!" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes.

"Well, you ran the wrong way," he said, crossing his arms. "If you didn't steal my wallet, then why did you run in the same direction as the thief?"

"I didn't see a thief," I said, throwing my hands up in exasperation. "I was just minding my own business, looking for a food stand, when you started chasing me like a madman."

He narrowed his eyes at me, suspicion still clouding his features. "How do I know you're not working with the thief?"

"Oh, for crying out loud," I groaned. "I'm not working with anyone. I'm just a hungry shopper who got caught in the middle of your wild goose chase."

He stared at me for a moment longer, then let out a sigh. "Fine," he said, rubbing his temples. "I guess I believe you."

"Thank you," I said sarcastically. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go find that food stand before I pass out from hunger."

I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm. "Wait," he said. "I'm sorry for accusing you of stealing my wallet. I was just stressed out because it had all my important stuff in it."

"It's okay," I said, shrugging off his hand. "Just try not to chase innocent people through the mall next time."

"I'm Y/n, by the way," I said, extending my hand.

"I'm Seungcheol," he said, shaking my hand. "And again, I'm really sorry about the whole wallet thing."

"It's fine," I said with a smile. "Just don't make a habit of it."

We stood there for a moment, awkwardly staring at each other. I wasn't sure what to say next, and he didn't seem to know either.

"Well, I guess I should go find that food stand," I said, breaking the silence. "I'm starving."

"Actually," Seungcheol said, "I was just about to get some lunch myself. Would you like to join me?"

I hesitated for a moment. I didn't know this guy very well, and I wasn't sure if I should trust him. But he seemed sincere enough, and I was pretty hungry.

"Sure," I said. "Why not?"

We found a small cafe in the mall

As Seungcheol and I, approached the cafe, He suddenly remembered that he had lost his wallet. He stopped in his tracks, a look of dismay crossing his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, noticing Seungcheol's change in demeanor.

"I just realized that I don't have my wallet," Seungcheol confessed, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I guess I can't buy lunch after all."

i chuckled, finding Seungcheol's predicament somewhat amusing. "Don't worry about it," I said reassuringly. "I'll treat you this time."

"Are you sure?" He asked, hesitant to accept her generosity.

"Absolutely," I insisted. "It's the least I can do after you got pickpocketed"

We entered the cafe and placed our orders. I paid for both of them, and they found a cozy corner to enjoy their meal. Seungcheol was grateful, and he promised to repay me once he sorted out his lost wallet situation.

AHHHH ANOTHER ONE!! HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

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Destiny :: Boo Seungkwan

Paring :: Boo Seungkwan x Reader

Genre :: Angst

Inspired :: Movie "She's dating the gangster"

Synopsis :: Although you still loved Seungkwan, you made the difficult decision to break up with him. His ex, who was fighting cancer, needed him more than you did. When you told him that you wanted to break up, he was shocked and didn't believe it at first.

Warning :: Heavy ass Angst, Mention of Death, first time writer, some words are in tagalog

Word Count :: 1.2k

"Y/n, please... It's you I love. is it because 'di mo'na ako mahal?" he sobbed, his arms wrapped tightly around you from behind, refusing to release you from his embrace.

as your tears flow uncontrollably you answered him "mahal na mahal, Seungkwan. kung alam mo lang, ayoko mag paubaya sa taong sinaktan ka pero mas kailangan ka niya" You pried his hands apart, freeing yourself from his grasp, and attempted to walk away.

He refused to let go as he pulled you back, bringing you closer to him. He lifted your chin to look at him and kissed you on the lips. There was a hint of desperation and desperation was mixed with his love as he tried to convince you to stay.

"Y/n, please. I love you, not her. I will never love someone like I love you. I will fight for you and make sure that you are mine. You won't regret staying..." He said as his eyes continued to water up.

Your gaze fell to the ground, watching as tears fell uncontrollably from your eyes. "Kwan, please... please," I pleaded. "It's so hard to let you go, but we can't continue like this."

He held your shoulders tightly and looked passionately at you.

"Y/n, please... I need you. I need you to stay. Please, don't go. You are the best thing that has ever happened in my life! I can't just let go of you like that. I need you." He said as tears continued to flow from his eyes and he sniffled. He continued to look at you with love and adoration.

"But...she needs you more than I do. Ayoko maging selfish, boo."

"Perhaps... if Tadhana is kind enough to bring us together again, we'll find each other. And when that time comes, I won't let you go, I promise," You declared, your teary eyes locked with his.

Seungkwan's heart broke when he saw tears pouring out of your eyes. He tried to dry your tears and gave you a tight embrace.

"Please... please don't go. I can't let you walk away like that. I don't want to live without you. You are the love of my life. Please, don't go. I'm begging you..." He said as he continued hugging you, not letting you leave.

"I can't just lose you like this, I'm begging you. Athena will eventually be fine without me. But I can't live my life without you. Please, stay here with me. I know you love me. You can't deny that. I can't be without you... I just can't," he whispered, his head resting on your shoulder as he kissed it, tears continuing to fall from his eyes.

"No, I'm sorry. I don't want to let you go either, but I must," You sobbed, tears streaming down my face as you turned and tried walked away.

He held you gently to prevent you from leaving. He didn't want you to go. Your presence was everything to him. He didn't know what to do without you.

"Y/n, don't go... please, just stay here with me. I still love you. I still need you... please." He said as he wiped away your tears and looked at you with sadness and desperation. He was desperate not to lose you.

"I'm sorry," You murmured, Your voice barely a whisper, heart and soul utterly drained.

He looked at you with tears flowing from his eyes. He refused to believe that you were going to leave him. He held you tightly and lifted your face to look at him.

"You still love me, don't you Y/n?" He whispered to you, hoping that you would tell him that you still loved him.

"I do, Seungkwan, I really do! I love you so much that I can't even imagine giving you up for her! My love for you is so deep that I'd risk everything, anything for you. But I can't let her die..." You whispered, your voice fading to a pained whisper as you uttered those last words.

A feeling of dizziness hit you like a ton of bricks. The emotional roller coaster you were on, along with the secret sickness you were hiding, was just too much. Your vision got all blurry, and your legs felt like they were turning into jelly.

"Y/n, you okay?" Seungkwan's voice sounded like it was coming from far away, his worried face in front of you.

You tried to say something, to tell him you were fine, but no words came out. The world started spinning like a crazy, and you felt yourself falling.

Seungkwan's arms caught you just as you were about to crash onto the ground. He held you tight, his heart racing, as he realized you had passed out.

"Y/n! Y/n!" he shouted, shaking you gently, trying to wake you up. But you stayed silent, your face white as a ghost and your breath barely there.

He didn't waste a moment. He scooped you up and rushed you to the hospital, his heart beating like a drum.

The hospital staff sprang into action as soon as they saw you unconscious. They quickly moved you into an emergency room, where doctors and nurses worked tirelessly to save you.

Seungkwan was left standing outside the room, his heart in his throat, his mind filled with fear and worry. He paced back and forth, his hands clenched, waiting for any news about you.

After what seemed like forever, a doctor came out of the room, his face grim. He walked up to Seungkwan, his voice heavy with regret.

"I'm sorry," he said, "We did everything we could, but we couldn't save her. We discovered that she had been battling cancer, and it had progressed to an advanced stage."

His world fell apart. His knees buckled, and he would have fallen if the doctor hadn't caught him. Tears streamed down his face, his heart breaking into a million pieces.

"No, no, no," he sobbed, his voice choked with grief. "This can't be happening. She can't be gone. Why didn't she tell me about her illness?"

But it was true. You were gone, taken away from him by a cruel twist of fate. The love of his life, the woman who had brought light into his world, was no more.

Seungkwan walked into your hospital room, his heart heavy with grief. He approached your bedside, his eyes fixed on your still form. You looked so peaceful, as if you were merely sleeping, but he knew the truth.

He gently took your hand in his, feeling its coldness against his warm skin. Tears welled up in his eyes as he remembered your last conversation, your selfless decision. your hidden battle with cancer.

"Why didn't you tell me, Y/n?" he whispered, his voice breaking. "Why did you carry this burden alone?"

He leaned down and kissed your forehead, his tears falling onto your pale skin.

"I love you, Y/n," he murmured, his voice filled with sorrow. "I always will."

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