#Hyuk

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#ゼンゼロ | Hyuk

[swrkn]

can you please make 'theres only one bed' scenario with sabbath crew? thank you sm (^_^ ♡)

𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐃 ?

Sabbath crew (individual) x g/n reader

Genre ; sfw (?)

Author note ; Hii of course i can without any problem, Im sorry Vinny is not in this one because it would have been too long for me :(

You had a race during a storm that finished a little too late, so you decided to stay in a hotel close to you for the night, only to discover there is only a room left, with a single bed…

𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 ( 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐔𝐍 )

"You've got to be kidding me." were the only words you could find to say.

"I'm really sorry," the receptionist added quickly.

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "No, no. This can't— Is there anywhere else? A couch? A closet? A broom cupboard?"

The receptionist shook her head apologetically. "Afraid not."

Joker crossed his arms, a little embarrassed by this situation. "Hey, It's just one night, we can manage to make it work."

You shot him a look. "One night? One night with you in the same room?"

"Unless you'd rather sleep in the street."

For a moment, you genuinely considered it. Then the memory of the freezing temperatures outside made you groan in defeat.

"Fine. We'll share the room," you said, glaring at him. "But there are rules. You stay on your side and everything."

“I wasn’t planning to go on yours”

“Perfect than it’s settled, let’s just go to sleep.” It was a really exhausting race, and the only thing you two wanted, was going to sleep.

…

During the night, Joker noticed you were freezing, and that because of that, you couldn’t sleep.

“Are you cold ?” He simply says

“I’m okay, thanks for asking.” Actually, you were not, you were just too proud to admit it.

“Turn over, on your other side” As he says that, you could feel his hand on your shoulder.

The mattress sinks behind you, and you could suddenly feel his warm chest against your back

“Are you feeling better now ?” As he said this, you could feel his warm breath behind you hear

“Yeah…thank you..” you managed to say.

“You shouldn’t try to sleep now, we have another race tomorrow” he says, his voice fading away a little, sign that he was staring to fall asleep.

Maybe after all, this night wasn’t gonna be that bad.

𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐊 𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍

The clerk handed over the key with a sheepish smile. “Apologies for the confusion, but it seems we only have one room left. And, uh… it’s got a single bed.”

You glanced at the clerk, then at Hyuk. “That’s fine with you ?”

“As long as i can sleep, i don’t see a problem.” Hyuk simply says, with his usual calm behaviour.

Hyuk grabbed the key before you could. “Guess it’s a good thing neither of us snores, huh?”

You shrugged. “Yeah, works for me.”

He pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was small but neat, the single bed pushed up against the far wall. You tossed your things onto the floor and flopped into the chair by the window.

“You taking the left or the right side?” You asked, already pulling off your jacket.

“Doesn’t matter,” he said. “Just stay on your side, and we’re good.”

“Deal.”

The room settled into a comfortable silence, the kind that came easily between two people who didn’t feel the need to overthink things. You leaned back, watching as Hyuk unpacked a phone charger and stretched out on the bed like it was no big deal.

…

The first thing you became aware of when you woke up, was warmth. Not just the kind from the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains, but a, solid warmth beneath your cheek. Your eyes fluttered open, and it took you a second to process what you were seeing.

A shirt.

Not yours tho.

Your eyes trailed up, slowly and carefully, until you realized your head was resting on Hyuk’s chest, his arm loosely draped around your shoulders.

You’ve stopped breathing for a moment.

Oh no.

You froze, trying to piece together how this had happened. You were so determined to stay on your side of the bed. There even was a pillow wall, for crying out loud. But at some point in the night…

“Morning,” his voice came, low and slightly hoarse from sleep.

You froze, again. “Uh.” You were still too mortified to do anything but blink at the wall. “Morning.”

Hyuk shifted slightly, his arm retracting as he glanced down at you. “Weren’t you supposed to stay on you side ?”

You didn’t had an excuse, so you had to came up with a lie. “You took all the blanket, and i was cold, that’s all”

“Your a bad liar you know ?”

“I did not—” you stopped, realizing you had no actual memory to contradict him. “Okay, fine. But why didn’t you wake me up?”

He raised an eyebrow. “I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow. Besides, I’ve figured you needed to rest because of the race.”

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. “This is the worst.”

“Is it, though?” He teased, getting up and heading for his bag. “You survived the night, didn’t you?”

You peeked at him, still flustered but trying to sound casual. “Barely.”

He tossed your jacket onto the bed. “It’s not that big of a deal. Let’s get something to eat before the race of today.” He simply says.

While you were too flustered to even talk to him, Hyuk didn’t even look bothered by this situation, it was he didn’t care. But little did you know, he actually like that situation, but would rather just keep that to himself.

𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎

The clerk at the front desk looked nervous, typing furiously into her computer. “I’m so sorry,” she said, glancing up at them, “but it seems like the system glitched, and we only have one room left for you two.”

“One room?” You asked, your voice slightly rising. You glanced at Wooin, who was leaning casually against the counter, playing with one of his many silver rings.

“One bed.” the clerk added, your wince deepening.

You blinked. “You’re joking.”

“Afraid not.” the clerk said, handing over a single key.

Wooin tilted his head at you, his dark eyes gleaming with something between amusement and mischief. “What’s the problem? You don’t trust me?”

You crossed your arms, unsure if you wanted to laugh or bolt. Wooin was… odd. Not dangerous, necessarily, just..kinda freaky

“I trust you.” you said, though it wasn’t entirely true. “It’s just you’re..you.”

He grinned, his teeth just a little too sharp. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It wasn’t.”

The clerk cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable being in the middle of whatever this was. “If it helps,” he said weakly, “the room’s got a lock on the door.”

“Great,” you said, grabbing the key. You turned to Wooin, pointing a finger at him. “No weird attitude, and no staring at me while I’m asleep, and please, don’t draw on my face.

Wooin held up his hands, mock-offended. “You wound me, you know ? I’ll be on my best behavior.”

“Yeah right, like I’ll believe that”

He gave you a crooked smile. “Scout’s honor.”

You muttered something under your breath as you headed toward the stairs. One room. One bed. With Wooin.

This was going to be the longest night of your life. And you were sure to never forget it.

…

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the weight on your chest.

Your neck ached faintly, your body stiff from staying in one position all night, but you didn’t move. Mostly because of the very obvious fact that Wooin head was resting against you, his arm draped loosely over your waist.

Yourr heart thudded in your chest as you stared down at him. He looked so… peaceful. His usual smirk was gone, replaced by the soft, vulnerable expression of someone completely at ease. A few strands of his dark hair fell across his forehead, and without thinking, your hand twitched, almost brushing them back before you stopped yourself.

Don’t be weird, you scolded yourself.

But it was hard not to be. Wooin, the guy who usually teased you to no end, who always seemed so infuriatingly self-assured, was asleep on you.

You shifted slightly, trying to figure out how to leave the bed without waking him, but his arm tightened instinctively, pulling you closer.

“Don’t.” he mumbled, his voice rough with sleep.

You froze. “Wooin ?”

“Mm.” His face nuzzled deeper into your chest, his breath warm against your neck. “Five more minutes.” he murmured, barely audible.

Your stomach flipped. You didn’t know whether to laugh, push him off, or just let it happen. Against your better judgment, you stayed still, your fingers curling nervously in the blanket.

“Wooin.” you tried again, more softly this time.

“Mm-hm.” he mumbled, but his eyes stayed closed.

As you sat there, half trapped and entirely unsure what to do. You told yourself that you should be annoyed, but there was something so... disarming about seeing him like this. Vulnerable. Unapologetically human.

I guess after all, it was a long night, and you were sure to never forget it.

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[shintaru]

Period comfort with Hyuk Kwon

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Synopsis ~ Hyuk taking care of reader on her period

Tagging ~ @ravenwritten @dzvelinaskebiyars @sylith @sanzuslutttt @zyart-jpg @wthphe1n @prepchii @bfwooin @hyukwwn @kuchisabishiiiii

You’re currently cuddling with your boyfriend taking a nap until your stomach starts to feel like it’s being shredded from the inside out. You try ignoring it thinking that maybe you just ate something bad and have an upset stomach until Hyuk wakes you. “You’re bleeding all over my sheets” he says. You wake up rubbing your eyes. You didn’t fully hear what he said. “Huh why'd you wake me up” you ask yawning.

“This is no time to be yawning, it looks like I murdered someone on my bed” he says. Still not putting two and two together you look at him confused. “You’re bleeding on my blankets” he says again. Finally it clicks and your eye’s immediately grow three times their normal size. “Oh I’m sorry” you say rushing to get up. “I’ll clean it” you say. “No, I'll clean it, do you need anything? You didn’t bring a bag with you when you came over last night so I’m assuming you don’t have anything to take care of that” he replies.

“No I didn’t bring any of my menstrual products” you reply. “I’ll wash these sheets & but you some products go shower and you can wear something from my closet when you get out” he says. You smile happily that he’s being so considerate but still slightly embarrassed you woke up bleeding on his bed. “I get x brand pads/tampons” you say. “Ok I’ll get those” he says. You relax in the shower until you’re all cleaned up. You get dressed in Hyuk’s closet making an unfortunate makeshift pad out of toilet paper.

You honestly could cry, using toilet paper is the worst, almost worse than waking up on your period and your boyfriend saying it looked like a crime scene on his bedsheets. Once you left the bathroom you took the bedsheets out of the dryer making Hyuk’s bed for him. You’re surprised your period came so earlier than last time and Hyuk never remembers. Anytime you tell him he still forgets and claims it’s because he knows you’ll remind him so he doesn’t need to remember.

You get where he’s coming from but it still hurts your feelings. While you reminisce on your experiences with Hyuk he is currently struggling at the supermarket. He can’t find the brand you asked for. He even searched it up on Google and he’s staring at his phone and the aisle stressing cause he can't find it. He knows you and if he doesn’t get it right you’re going to beat him up. So he calls reinforcements “Hey Wooin, what are good menstrual products?” He asks.

“So you like her so much you’re even shopping for her?” Wooin says Hyuk can picture his shit eating grin on his face. He hangs up on Wooin knowing he’s in a time crunch to get you the right products. “Fuck it” he grabs a bag of this, a box of that, a packet of this, a tube of that, and then he heads to the snack aisle dumping whatever into his cart. He gets a suspicious look at the counter by the cashier but he’s looking down at her like “my day is hard enough don’t question my life choices”

He makes his way back home to you with a bag load of stuff showing off his riches and his love for you. If you were anyone else he’s probably tell you fuck off and to get it yourself. He opens the bags, unloading everything onto the living room table. You walk into the living room seeing loads of things. “Did you buy the whole store?!” You ask in shock. “I got a few things I thought you might like” he says. “It’s more than a few Hyuk” you say laughing. He doesn’t respond and you help him unload the bags.

“Hyuk, all of this is nice but where are my pads? I kinda need those” you say. “What do you mean where they are in there unless I forgot them at the store.” He says looking around at the items. “Here he says passing you the box” you take the box smiling until you read the box “ADULT DIAPERS HYUK WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I SHIT ON MYSELF THESE ARE PADS” you shout making him cover his ears. “That’s all that had i swear” he says still covering his ears.

“What else did you buy?” You ask looking at the items. “Nipple bomb?!, SHARTING KIT, A DOUCHE… i'm going to kill you” you say, tackling him down. But he holds up an oversized banana plushie “I got this too” he says and you break down sobbing. “I have nothing to use. I had to use your shorty cheap toilet paper for a pad and you brought me back diapers” you say in between sobs. “Aren’t they the same” he asks. “No they aren’t” you say. “Just wear them, it's not a big deal” he says.

“Since it’s not a big deal you wear them” you say. “Alright I will” he says going into the bathroom coming back out in an adult diaper and your tears start flowing uncontrollably again. “What’s wrong now?” He asks. “Hyuk, that's the scariest thing I’ve ever seen, please take them off,” you say, still sobbing at the sight of your boyfriend in an adult diaper. He finally takes the adult diaper off after deciding to torture you a bit more with it by strutting around and doing model poses. “Alright after the day I’ve had I’m going to sleep and cuddle with me” he says. You follow him to bed and he promises to give you a massage when you wake up.

[sylith]

HYUK⋆｡°✩ & DOM⋆｡°✩

when reader is touchy/natural flirt and it confuses them⋆｡°✩

The swings creak like they’re breathing. One’s missing a chain, the slide is covered in graffiti, and the whole place smells like rusted metal and warm trash. Classic Sabbath hangout. The city hums low in the distance. You’re sitting on the roundabout, one leg propped up, laptop open on your knee like it belongs there. And Hyuk? He’s standing a few feet off, just watching. Leaned back against a bent monkey bar like he’s part of the background. Like he wasn’t following you around. You don’t look up when you speak. “You ever heard of personal space?” A pause. “You ever respected it?” You grin. “Not once.” Click, click, click—your keys keep tapping, loud in the quiet. He moves closer. Soundless. You can feel him behind you now. You don’t stop typing. Not even when he crouches beside the roundabout like some nocturnal creature deciding whether to bite. “You’re not even paying attention.” “To you?” you snort. “I’ve got better distractions.” You turn your screen toward him—nonsense tabs open. Music, a half-written paragraph, a paused video of a superman edit. “Busy night.” He stares at it blankly. Then back at you. “That’s my banana milk.” You pick it up from beside you—definitely stolen—and swirl the last inch of liquid like it’s wine. “Was. You left it on a vending machine. That’s public domain.” You sip it slowly. Hyuk watches your mouth. Doesn’t even try to hide it. “You’re gonna owe me for that.” “What, a new drink?”You lean forward a bit, smug. “Or something else?” He blinks once. Like a tick. Like he’s processing a different kind of hunger. “I don’t like being toyed with.” “Sure you do,” you shoot back, quick. “Otherwise you wouldn’t follow me around like a cursed ringtone.” He exhales through his nose. Dry amusement. Then— “Keep running your mouth. Let’s see how long you laugh when I finally answer back.” You tilt your head, smiling sharp. “Promise?” Your fingers rest on the keys, stilled. Not because you're afraid. Just curious.Hyuk doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak. He just stares. And stares. And you go back to typing like you didn’t just win something.

The sun’s dipping low, bleeding gold over cracked pavement and soda cans clinking in a rusted vending machine. You're seated cross-legged with a bottle of soda beside you, scrolling through your phone, barely hearing footsteps until they're right there. Dom drops beside you with all the grace of a brick, landing with a loud sigh like he just ran a marathon. “Found you,” he says, out of breath but grinning, the front of his uniform damp with sweat. “You know I got like so many things I ignored just to—" You hold up a finger, not even glancing at him. “Shh. Working.” Dom flops back dramatically, arms out like he’s been slain. “Unbelievable. I could’ve died scaling that busted AC unit just to get up here. If I get tetanus, I’m blaming you.” “You say that like you didn’t climb that same AC unit last week trying to impress me by carrying three bags of chips with your mouth.” “That was different. That was art.” You side-eye him. “yea...that was dumb.” Dom turns his head toward you, eyes crinkled with amusement. “Yeah, well. You laughed.” You hum, typing a few more lines before taking a sip of your drink. He watches you, still lying flat, chest rising and falling as he catches his breath. That gold-stained light hits just right,painting his sweat-slicked jaw, the band-aid on his lip, his eyes a little too wide for someone trying to play it cool. “I’m seriously not cute enough to justify this cardio,” he mumbles. You finally look at him, really look. “So stop chasing me, then.” He blinks. “What?” You lean in, just a little. Nose to nose. His breath stutters. “You train all night, fight half the city, drag yourself to class half-dead... and still find time to chase me up rooftops like a golden retriever with a crush.” Dom opens his mouth. Closes it. His ears are definitely red now. You tilt your head. “Don’t worry,” you whisper. “I like dogs.” He stares like he’s buffering. Like this wasn’t in the script. Not even close. You take another slow sip of your drink, then stand, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Catch me when you’ve got your breath back, Dom.” And you’re gone—footsteps light, vanishing down the steps while he’s left staring after you, hands on his hips, muttering “what the hell was that…” under his breath with a stupid grin stretching wider than he wants to admit.

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Bonus(IK ITS OOC I DID THIS FOR FUN):

Dedications: @shintaru

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@leo_jungtw

250524 vixx

[jjstrv]

Nothing to say just those magnificent panel of hyuk

[bandhyukoh]

Oh Hyuk and Hwang Ji Min 🖤🤍

[amphitriteswife]

Hii there

I came here after reading the Joker fic and omg Im still not over it!!

So I was wondering if I could req a lil Kwon Hyuk x fem reader fluff.

Like a soft au where reader owns a cozy lil café that Hyuk always visits. Maybe he comes by often for banana bc he’s lowkey obsessed w/ bananas hehe

Just wanna see the sweeter side of him — like, what if he had a gf??

Tysm 💖

Banana’s and lemons

Hyuk hummed. His eyes focused on the menu in front of him. A new cafe, the one he was currently sitting in, had opened not too long ago. Normally he doesn’t really go to places to eat. He’s not one to take his time for such things. However…given the fact your cafe is centered around desserts, he thought you might have something he liked. Banana flavored deserts to be exact. A another soft hum. The menu was sectioned into colors. Apple and cherry flavored desserts were written in red while raspberry and strawberry were pink. His eyes darted around the menu, trying to find yellow. Hyuk flipped the menu, finally recognizing the yellow colors. A small smirk on his lips while he read the contents. Lemon tarts…lemon cake…lemon lemonade? Hmm…most of the deserts in the yellow section were all lemon flavored…he didn’t expect that…but it does sound pretty logical. Ah there’s even passion fruit. You do have lots of flavors…even the exotic ones. Though…he does feel disappointed by the limited options for banana flavored dessert. Hyuk blinked. Hmm…banana split? He never had that before..is it good? It does have banana in it. Hyuk took his eyes off the menu, his eyes landing on you. A notebook in your hand and a polite smile. Are you the only person working here? Strange….but then again, it just only opened so maybe it’s normal. ‘Hi miss…can I get a banana split?’ His voice was rather monotone, but still polite non the less. He did carry a bit of an accent, but you couldn’t really pinpoint it apart from it being a latin language. ‘Yes ofcourse! Banana split. Anything else?’ Hyuk humms, his eyes once again landing on you. ‘Do you have the number of the owner?’ That made you stop for a moment. Did you do something wrong already? Why is he asking for the owner? You were polite enough right? ‘Oh yes ofcourse…you’re speaking to her.’ Your voice wavered a little, but it wasn’t that noticeable, at least not from Hyuk. ‘Is there a possibility that there will be more banana flavored desserts in the future?’ What? This made you even more stunned. Should you feel flattered? Relieved? Uhhh…

Seeing your hesitancy, Hyuk tried to explain himself. ‘Because most of the yellow deserts are lemon flavored…and not banana flavored.’ Ah right. He’s talking about banana’s. You nodded along. So he wants more banana flavored things…yes that can happen. Banana Pudding maybe? Or perhaps baked banana? Maybe banana flavored…pie? But why did he need your number for it?…Hyuk blinked, his eyes still on yours. He found your thinking expression funny. And weird too. Hyuk smiled at you. He looked rather…creepy. Considering his eyed were pitch black. Like he had no soul. Hyuk extended his hand towards you. ‘Can i have your phone please?’ With a little bitt of hesitation you handed out your phone to him. Your eyes carefully watching the young man type in his number. This is…interesting…and..unique to say the least. ‘If there is a new banana flavored product…could you text me?’ What the hell? How can one love banana this much that they would hand over their phone number? I mean. Yeah he’s cute…and stuff. But still it’s weird right? Right?! ‘Ah…yes.’ Hyuk gave you a nod before you walked off to make him his order….

After that one incident. And you texting Hyuk when you adjusted the menu and added another banana flavored product, he had been visiting your cafe regularly. Always trying out another banana flavored dessert. Hell, he even suggested some to you and asked on commission. Last week he asked for a banana cake. And the week before that he asked if you could make banana flavored pancakes. It was honestly kind of fun to try and make almost every dessert but in banana flavor. Hyuk on the other hand even started sitting at the bar instead of the lounge to see you work. He seemed rather fascinated when you worked on whatever order he made. His rather empty eyes seemed to twinkle when you made his order in front of him. Sometimes a friend of him tagged along. It was always some other boy with him. But he didn’t seem talkative to them at all. He seemed to always be focused on one thing: banana. Perhaps it’s just his favorite thing, and honestly: does it even surprise you at this point with the millions of commissions he asks every week? Not at all. He’s just a customer. A weird costumer. At least. That’s what he was. Now he’s your banana boyfriend, who is still your costumer ofcourse. He just likes it better when you make it for him at home.

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#zzzero | Hyuk

[swrkn]

Heyyy 👋🏻👋🏻

Could I get a Kwon Hyuk x fem!reader story where the reader’s his childhood friend?

Im in the mood for something feel-good and fluffy, nothing too heavy or angsty 🥹

P.S. I seriously LOVE your writing so so much!!I’ve read all the WB posts already hehe,

so I thought I’d finally try requesting something too!

Thank you in advanceee 🙇🏻‍♀️💖

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓

Hyuk x fem!reader

Genre ; fluff , sfw

Author note ; Thanks a lot for the compliment on my work it means a lot to me !! It’s been like a month since i last wrote , med school is killing me , so sorry if i take a lot of time doing your request !

You finally found the young boy, you’ve been searching for quit long now, crouched in a alley, again.

You knew that weird glint in his eyes before you even saw what he was doing — legs folded, hands still, face blank.

“…Hyuk.” you said cautiously.

He didn’t even look up. “It was already dying.”

You took a step closer and saw it — a dragonfly, wings gone, body twitching weakly on the ground. You winced. He didn’t.

“I wanted to see how long it’d move without wings.” he said, as if it were science. As if it didn’t make your stomach twist a little.

“You’re scaring the other kids.” you said carefully.

“They’re stupid.” he muttered.

You squatted down next to him. “They said you tried to fight three of them yesterday.”

“They wouldn’t shut up.” His jaw clenched. “They said I was crazy.”

You looked at him for a long time. He didn’t seem angry, well, not really. Just… detached. Like there was a wall between him and the rest of the world.

Except when he looked at you.

“I’m not scared of you.”

Hyuk’s eyes flicked to yours, unreadable. “Maybe you should be.”

You reached out, brushing your fingers against his scraped-up knuckles. “Maybe I just know you better than they do.”

He stared at you like he didn’t understand why you stayed. But he didn’t pull away.

You and Hyuk sat side by side on the low wall behind some abandoned garage. The race had ended hours ago, but the rest of the team had already left, leaving the two of you

Rain tapped gently against the pavement, but the overhang kept the both of you dry. Hyuk was staring ahead, hoodie pulled low over his face, one knee propped up, fingers loosely laced around it.

“I forgot how quiet it gets here after dark.” you said softly.

He hummed in agreement. “That’s why I like it.”

You glanced at him, chin on your knees. “You ever miss when it was just us? Back home?”

He was quiet for a moment. Then: “Sometimes.”

You smiled faintly. That was Hyuk-speak for all the time.

“You were a menace.” you said teasingly. “You used to always making kids cry, and fought with them.”

“They started it.” he replied evenly, not even looking at you. “I didn’t like when they talked about you.”

You blinked. “Wait—what?”

Hyuk’s expression didn’t change. “They said stuff. I didn’t like it. So I made them stop.”

A beat passed. You swallowed, unsure what to say. It was the kind of thing only Hyuk would casually drop in conversation like it didn’t mean something.

He shifted slightly, then spoke again, voice lower this time.

“I didn’t know how to say things back then. So I just did what I could.”

You let that sit between you for a minute. The sound of the rain, the wind rustling the trees, the way his shoulder was just barely brushing yours.

“You still do that,” you said. “Even now.”

He glanced at you. “What do you mean?”

“You show up. Quietly. You don’t say much… but you’re always there.”

Hyuk looked away again, like he didn’t know what to do with that kind of truth.

You leaned your head against his shoulder gently. “You don’t have to say anything, Hyuk. I’ve always known how to read you.”

He didn’t move, but after a moment, his hand found yours between you — not a full grip, just fingers brushing yours lightly.

And that, from Hyuk, was enough.

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[shintaru]

𐌉 ᏵꝊ𐌕 𐌌𐌙 𐌃𐌓𐌉ᕓ𐌄𐌓'𐌔 𐌋𐌉𐌂𐌄𐌍𐌔𐌄 𐌋𐌀𐌔𐌕 Ꮤ𐌄𐌄𐌊

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Synopsis ~ You just got your license and almost hit Hyuk with your new car.

Tagging ~ @dzvelinaskebiyars @zyart-jpg @i-nssomniia @kuchisabishiiiii @sylith

A/N ~ wrote this while riding in the car with family so it’s not edited.

The tires screech to a halt as you slammed on the breaks trying not to hit the cyclist who flew over your hood landing right in front of you. After the car reaches a stop you rush to put it in park turning off the egnition. When you stepped out of your car the cyclist was off his bike lying on his side. His bike was discarded right beside him.

You kneel down feeling for a pulse but you got distracted by his cold temperature. “He’s dead. I killed him” you say with tears welling up in your eyes. You just got your driver’s license this week and you already killed a man. You’re scared you don’t want to go to jail you didn’t mean to run him over.

He was never in front of you to begin with you looked. He had jumped a fence landing right on your hood and when you slammed on the breaks he flew forwards. How were you going to explain this to the cops they’d think you were lying no one rides a bike like that. You’re startled by the man’s laughter.

His whole body shakes as he rises up from laughter. “I’m not dead” he says while continuing to laugh. Your eyes are as wide as two flat screen tv’s. “You’re bleeding” you say while continuing to sob. What if he indured a head injury? Who laughs after getting hit by a car you thought worried you seriously damaged him.

“I’m fine, why are you crying did you get your license last week you can’t drive” he says while standing up and dusting himself off. “I can drive… you came out of nowhere WHO RIDES LIKE THAT ANYWAY” you shout at him. “DO YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS THAT WAS?!” You don’t understand why you’re so angry at this stranger but he doesn’t seem to value his life and that upsets you.

“Relax” he says yawning as if your concern means nothing to him which it doesn’t. “You want to see some tricks?!” He asks while smiling at you. “No I don’t want to see any, we are going to the hospital” you say placing your hands on your hips.

He begins playing with his bottom lip with his hand pinching his flesh between his fingers. “If I go to the hospital then will you watch me do tricks?!” He asks. “Ok fine whatever, but we’re getting your injuries checked out first” you say while motioning for him to get in the passenger seat.

A guy in yellow glasses shouts from the other side of the fence. “TELL ME HOW YOUR DATE GOES!” You turn to the stranger and ask if he knows that guy. “No don’t recognize him” he says while taking a seat. You put his bike in your trunk and get in. “We can’t leave yet I need my seatbelt on” he says. “Then put it on” you say while giving him a side eye.

“I can’t I’m injured” he says smiling. You sigh and take your own seatbelt off to reach over and put his on. “They’re now shut up until we get there” you say while putting in the directions for the nearest hospital on your gps.

The doctors told you he was fine at most he would experience some bruising. They said you were both lucky that he managed to turn his bike in a position where he wouldn’t get hurt when he got thrown off your hood. You’re just glad he’s ok. Little did you know he crashed into you on purpose.

“Now do you want to see me do trick?!” He asks. “I think I’ve seen plenty for today” you respond. “Then give me your number I’ll show you more tomorrow” he says handing you his phone. “Damn this guy is persistent” you thought while typing in your number. He called you immediately you furrow your brows looking up at him. Why is he calling you when you’re right in front of him? “Save it, my number” he says. You unlock your phone and save his number and show him. “There happy now?” You ask but he only smiles creepily at you.

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13년이라는.. 혹은 더 길었던 그 모든 우리의 순간에 . 너희와 함께라서 다행이였고 행운이였어. 앞으로도 변함없이 서로 잘 안아주며 걸어나가자. 오래가자 오래보자 vixx with st Vixx13thAnniversary‬

In all our moments that were 13 years… or even longer. I was lucky and fortunate to be with you. Let's continue to walk while holding each other tightly. Let's go on for a long time, let's see each other for a long time vixx with st Vixx13thAnniversary

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Damn no wonder he’s called the grim reaper 💀

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HYUK!

Done with the last member of The Big Three for our Disneyverse TTRPG, GOOFY! He's the Rook to Mickey Mouse's King and Donald Duck's Bishop. I really enjoyed working on him and here's to hoping he looks great on a token.

Bonus Donald Doodle: