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Allison Fisher at MMFA:
During The New York Times’ “Climate Week NYC” discussion with Heritage Foundation president and Project 2025 architect Kevin Roberts, reporter David Gelles outlined the right-wing initiative’s regressive approach to climate change and the environment. Gelles also noted that Project 2025's call to dismantle climate action comes as the world is already experiencing the consequences of a warming climate, pointing out that a record number of people in the Phoenix, Arizona, area were killed by extreme heat this year alone. Roberts responded by pointing to Heritage Foundation research claiming that there has been a “reduction in climate deaths — climate-related deaths — over the last century by 98%.” Not only is this a red herring argument used by climate deniers to downplay the climate crisis, but that reduction is reportedly due in part to improved forecasting, which is done by the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, an agency Project 2025 has called to dismantling.
As Reuters has reported, the decrease in deaths since 1920 is largely due to “better forecasting and preparedness,” even while “the number, intensity, and cost of climatic and meteorological hazards have all increased over the last hundred years.”
Notably, Project 2025 calls for dismantling NOAA, which houses the National Hurricane Center, the very agency that has improved the forecasting of deadly weather events and is critical to providing life-saving information.
With Hurricane Helene in the process of making landfall, Project 2025 architect and Heritage head honcho Kevin Roberts told the Climate Week NYC hosted by The New York Times vomited out climate denialist talking points. Project 2025 has called for the dismantling of NOAA and National Hurricane Center (NHC) and the privatization of the NWS.
#Project 2025#Kevin Roberts#Extreme Weather#Climate Change Denialism#Hurricanes#National Hurricane Center#NOAA#NHC#Hurricane Helene#The Heritage Foundation#Climate Week NYC#David Gelles#The New York Times
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I'm imagining about Go Kyungjun being Jealous cuz Hyunho likes (reader) and always follow her around but Kyungjun and (reader) are secretly dating
Keep your distance
Pairing: Go Kyungjun x Reader (ft. Hyunho) Genre: Drama, Romance, Secret Dating, Jealousy Length: Full-length one-shot
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It started as a secret for safety. Kyungjun had insisted... it was better that no one knew. And honestly, part of you agreed. Being Go Kyungjun’s girlfriend in public came with a target on your back. So you let him keep it in the shadows. But neither of you expected Hyunho to be a problem.
You hadn’t even thought Hyunho liked you like that. But then came the snacks, the way he started showing up early just to walk with you to class, the excuses to sit beside you during lunch. And Kyungjun? He noticed.
He always noticed.
It started subtly. Kyungjun would go quiet when Hyunho was around. His eyes would follow him with a coldness that made your skin prickle. But lately, it was getting worse.
Today, during break, Hyunho had snagged the seat beside you before you could react. He leaned close, whispering some stupid joke in your ear that made you laugh. Kyungjun watched from the other table, jaw clenched, fingers drumming an uneven rhythm on the tabletop.
You shot him a look across the cafeteria — one that said be cool — but he didn’t return it.
When the bell rang, Hyunho offered to carry your books.
"I’m not helpless, you know," you teased.
He grinned. "Doesn’t mean I don’t wanna help."
You rolled your eyes but let him take one of your textbooks. That was a mistake.
Because Kyungjun was waiting for you by the side stairwell.
The moment you stepped into the dim space between classes, he pulled you in roughly by the wrist.
"Ow — Kyungjun, what the hell?"
He slammed the stairwell door shut behind you. "Don’t let him touch you."
Your heart pounded. "It was a book. He was just being nice."
Kyungjun stepped in close. Too close. "You think he doesn’t want more than that? You think he’s not looking at you like he wants to steal you from me?"
You blinked. "Maybe if you didn’t keep me a secret, he wouldn’t even try."
His jaw twitched. You knew that struck a nerve. For a second, he looked away. Then he leaned in again, voice low. "If I could take you everywhere and let everyone see you’re mine, I would. You know that. But that guy? He’s crossing a line."
You stared at him. Angry, breathless, a little turned on by the way he said mine.
"So what do you wanna do? Punch him in front of the whole school? Start a fight and blow our cover?"
Kyungjun didn't answer. Instead, he cupped your face and kissed you. Rough, desperate, all teeth and frustration.
You melted into him. Just like you always did.
When he pulled back, his eyes burned. "If he touches you again, I’m ending it. I don’t care who sees."
The next day, you tried to put some distance between you and Hyunho. But he was persistent. During gym class, he ran beside you during warm-ups. During lunch, he slid into the seat beside you again. You glanced over at Kyungjun.
He didn’t sit with you today.
Your phone buzzed under the table.
Kyungjun: Meet me. Locker hall. Now.
You slipped away five minutes later, making an excuse about the bathroom. Kyungjun was already there, pacing like a caged animal.
"You ignoring me now too?"
You shut the door behind you. "What do you want me to do, Kyungjun? He’s not getting the hint."
He stalked over, grabbing your chin. "Then let me give it to him."
"You said we had to keep this secret. That was your rule."
His hand dropped to your waist, yanking you flush against him. "Maybe I changed my mind."
Your breath hitched. "You serious?"
He kissed you again. This time slower. Deeper. His hand slid under your shirt, fingers gripping your waist like he was afraid you’d disappear.
"Yeah," he murmured against your lips. "I’m done hiding. If Hyunho wants to see who you belong to, I’ll show him."
Your heart slammed against your ribs.
It wasn’t long before someone opened the locker room door and gasped.
"Shit," you whispered.
Kyungjun just smirked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, then casually reached over and laced your fingers together.
"Good," he said. "Let everyone know."
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Ko Kyung-Jun x reader: Umbrella
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It’s absolutely pouring out as you leave the school building. Rain rapidly falls down in pellets, wetting you a bit before you can fully open your black and white polka dotted umbrella. You’re squinting through the thick rain, hearing splashes from the footsteps of students rushing to get home or catch the bus. You lived about a ten minute walking distance from school and began your uncomfortable wet trek home. Your zip up hoodie is not enough to shield you from the cold going through you. After about half way home, you see a figure some ways ahead casually walking in the rain. No umbrella and not even a hood. What struck you the most was how casually he appeared. Hands in his pockets and hair seemingly plastered to his head from the rain and just simply walking. Not even a jog to get home. You start picking up your pace a bit, curious to how they don’t seem to care that they will most certainly catch a bad cold from their endeavor, and you suddenly stop. A splash emits below you from your sudden stop as you see more clearly that infamous green windbreaker.
Ko Kyung-Jun.
And it wasn’t the first time you’ve seen him walking home from school. You weren’t sure where exactly he lived, but on several occasions you would spot him walking home, sometimes with his little gang. He seemed to live a bit further than you as you would turn down a side street where as he would keep going. You rarely interact with him. Both in school and on your walks home. You would usually try to walk a great distance behind him and his gang, trying to be discreet, but on some occasions where you left school first you would be in their view on their way home. Kim Jin-Ha and Shin Seung-Bin would sometimes yell out to you, trying to pick on you or start an altercation, but oddly enough it never escalated to anything as you would hear Ko Kyung-Jun slap them on their heads and tell them to knock it off. You never knew what you did to warrant a pass from bullying from the Ko Kyung-Jun, but you let your curiosity of the boy simmer and remained in your place. Although now you were quite curious about him.
Kyung-Jun stopped in his tracks a few feet ahead after hearing the splash and turned around. You slowly looked up to meet his eyes and noticed an odd expression. He didn’t really seem angry, which he always seemed. Or pissed off which he always seemed. He did look a bit annoyed though, which he also always seemed. But, this time he also looked… defeated? You suddenly felt some sort of tug on your heart. He didn’t seem okay, who casually walks uncovered in a rainstorm? His eyebrows pinched together. Ah, there’s that pissed off expression brewing. Before he could even say anything, which probably would’ve been to tell you to fuck off, you ran up to him.
Stopping a bit in front of him, he took a step back looking down at you, now just confused as to why you would even think to go near him, and then you suddenly jerk the umbrella upwards so it was mainly covering his head. You felt the rain hit you hard on the part of your head and body that wasn’t being covered by the umbrella.
“Here.” You thrusted the umbrella a bit more for emphasis. “Use this. You’re completely drenched. Don’t you know you’re going to get sick uncovered in this rain?” You felt uncomfortable now from said rain, but the next street was the one you turned down, you’d be able to run the rest home without the umbrella. He still had some ways to go.
He’s now looking at you like you’re crazy, and maybe you are. He shoves your hand away, having to duck a bit under the umbrella to get out of it due to his tall frame.
“I don’t want your fucking umbrella or your concern. You’re not my mother.” He scoffed and began turning around.
“Why? Is it because it’s polka dotted?” You honestly were asking, considering he would be the type to make a comment on it.
He glanced up at it now, not realizing the pattern before. He scoffed again, feeling a bit amused by your question. “Yeah, if you’re so concerned I’m going to get sick, go get me a plain black one then.” He smirked down at you, the rain having now completely stuck some hairs to his face, covering his eyes a bit.
You frowned a bit at his remark and went to get beside him, reaching the umbrella up once more. “You just seem pretty cold… and soaked. I know that’s an uncomfortable feeling for anybody.” Your expression never wavered as the two of you stared at each other. You didn’t really know what came over you, but a part of you felt bad for Kyung-Jun. There had to be a reason for his actions and bad reputation. A kindness deep inside him begging to be released. And maybe there was a small part of you that also found him very attractive…
“Take it. And you can give it back to me tomorrow at school.” His eyebrow raised at the command, “or don’t…” You faltered a bit at his intense stare. “You can keep it if you do happen to secretly like polka dots.” You stuck out your tongue at him playfully on impulse, dropping the umbrella and completely getting out from under it. You just teased and stuck your tongue out at Ko Kyung-Jun. You suddenly felt embarrassed, you were definitely going to get it. He caught the umbrella on reflex and watched you start to jog away, instantly getting soaked. He stared up at the polka dots and reluctantly put it above his head. As you jogged off, he noticed something before you turned down your street. It only took him a few of his long strides to catch up to you. He reached out to grab the unused hood from your zip up and roughly pulled it up over your head. You suddenly turned around surprised, putting your hand to your now covered head. You totally forgot you had a hood.
“Idiot. Don’t you know you’re going to get sick uncovered in this rain?” Mimicking, or mocking your words from earlier, he smirked at you as he started walking ahead. Before turning around, he suddenly felt a giddy feeling wash over him. His smirk dropped and was replaced with a poke of his tongue, so fast if you blinked at that exact moment you would’ve missed it. You stared at him in disbelief over his behavior. He continued on ahead with his polka dot umbrella, feeling his mood a bit lightened. He’s the real idiot, doesn’t he have his own hood he didn’t use either? As you continued on towards your house, you couldn’t help but feel more curious about Kyung-Jun, like you wanted to open him up and peer inside, while also feeling your heart speed up and suddenly your cheeks feel very hot…
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ko kyungjun as a boyfriend



he is THE hates everyone but you bf
bad boy with a soft spot for you kinda trope
just replace bad boy with bully
he doesn't go out of his way for anyone except you
princess treatment? you got it.
he'd make jinha and seungbin do the work when they are around lol
his love languages are;
acts of service
holding doors for you, buying you snacks, walking you home, helping you the week before and during your period. the things he does for you can erase any doubts that may arise in your head about his feelings for you.
he might hold back sometimes to not appear as a simp and maintain his reputation as the tough bully though.
physical touch
always has his hands on you in a way, mostly around the waist or shoulders. it is a sign of affection but also ownership as he wants to make your relationship known to other boys so they don't even dare to make a move.
also having you on his lap, he loves that. especially during recess at school, you can be found sitting on him while he zones out or talks with jinha and seungbin.
and quality time
asking you to hang out after school, inviting you to his place to chill, tagging along when you have errands to run if he is in the mood for it.
this guy literally walks away from people and situations when he doesn't care to be bothered so spending his time on/with someone definitely means something.
now about gift giving
i don't think he'd put a lot of thought into gifts. on specific occasions like anniversaries or trying to impress you, yes, but nothing too fancy otherwise.
however, you'd get little things; like a flower from a random garden he passed by from.
in my eyes, he's a casual sharer in a relationship
what is his is yours, his basketball sneakers being the only exception. food, clothes, his bed, his heart, everything.
you like his jacket? you'll share it back and forth, one week his and two weeks yours. you like his hoodie? take it. you like his shirt? wear it (but bring it back after a month and borrow another). you like his earrings? you can wear the right one and he'll wear the left one.
words of affirmation is not something he is good at
it's hard for him to express himself. he can throw a few playful sweet words here and there but rarely gets serious. he has his moments, especially after intimate situations with intense feelings, but they're few.
rarely says "i love you", he shows it instead.
he'd be the one to secretly need words of affirmation despite denying it
not too much praise though, he'll get cocky
bro felt love for the first time and his world changed #canon
such a show-off, especially with basketball
"this is for you" *misses the shot*
once threw the ball in hyunho's face because you were looking at the poor boy for too long and kyungjun got jealous
cue nahee running to help hyunho with his bloody nose
he eliminates your worries when he can
(we all know how I'm talking about)
tending to his wounds whenever he gets injured
insecure hence extreme jealousy
someone looks at you for too long? glares at them. someone talks to you? either waves them off or mocks them when they leave. someone confesses to you? they get threats as a warning. someone touches you? disappeared from the face of earth.
i could actually see him wanting to kill other boys out of jealousy but he'll hold himself back by giving them a light beating instead.
"me? jealous? ha! I'm better than that asshole"
yeah yeah sure
bro is so aggressive
you'd most likely have to witness a lot of outbursts of anger
but he apologises after, usually
intended empty words or not, you'll witness his wrath again because that is his reaction to almost everything that inconveniences him
he's throwing things and punching walls
BUT NEVER EVER hits you
even if he unconsciously shoves you, he regrets it immediately
many, mostly minor, arguments because of misunderstandings and lack of communication
he is not very confrontational when it comes to a relationship, either because he doesn't want to appear vulnerable and clingy or he doesn't know how to express himself and figure out why he is feeling the way he does.
when his hidden feelings of insecurity and discomfort bubble up, it's hell for the both of you. screaming, crying, him acting like he doesn't care to protect himself.
and his impulsivity makes it harder to make up sometimes
he might say hurtful things out of anger that will keep you away from him for a while but he rarely actually means them, it's just his defense and illusion of security.
possessive and slightly controlling
he cares too much when he considers his relationship serious and it's not just him fooling around.
unfortunately, he'll use manipulation when he wants something badly or to convince you of something. if you call him out, he'll drop the act and most likely get annoyed.
he needs a lot of work when it comes to the negative aspects of his personality for a healthy relationship to exist
he is not too much of a bad guy, he just has issues
and needs therapy
passionate makeout sessions
those big palms and veiny hands know how to grip. he's the dominant one and he won't have it any other way, wanting to have power and control over the pace and movements.
high libido, that's all i'm apparently allowed to say :P
learns and remembers a lot about you
especially your habits and quirks
if you smoke too;
he'll share his cigarettes with you
and steal a couple of yours when he is out of his
if you hate smoking;
LIKE LITERALLY CANNOT BREATHE AROUND SMOKERS
he'll make an effort to not smoke when you are present
brushes his teeth or eats a piece of gum before he kisses you if he meets you after smoking <3
can't have you thinking he is gross smh
if you're short;
he definitely teases you about your height
picks you up just for fun or carries you around like you weigh nothing
ties your shoelaces for you
playfully insulting each other and bantering all the time to show affection
you're the only one he actually listens to <3
you shove him or nudge him when he is being too mean to other people or crossing a line
still goes wild when you're not around
you are his lockscreen <3
not too much of a talkative texter
sort written replies but long voice messsages
oml that voice
sends you pics of himself all the time, expecting compliments and praise
shirtless mirror pics focusing on his abs? all yours. manspreading pictures? you got them. selfies in which he tries to appear tough but his cheeks and soft features make him look like the cutest boy you've ever seen? yep.
cares a lot about how you view him so he takes a lot of time to make sure he picks the right pics to send you.
let's not fool ourselves, he knows you love those muscles and he purposely puts them on display for you
cuddles with kyungjun are warm and tight, becoming one under a blanket
more of a motorcycle guy
buys you your own helmet <3
not one for fancy dates, maybe dinner here and there, but prefers casual hangouts
movie nights at his house, late night walks and rides, chilling at a convenience store after school.
just peaceful private moments.
pretends to not like cheesy couple things, such as matching outfits or pajamas, but they secretly warm his heart
he takes your gifts very seriously; wears them to please you or carries them around with him
get him a neck pillow
you have him wrapped around your finger no matter how much he denies it
jinha has gotten a good smack in the back of his head for voicing that fact multiple times
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TOOTM one. to keep a promise
! ko kyungjun x fem!reader
a/n. this shit took so long omfg. whoever said writing was easy can suck my nonexistent left nutsack.
"i don't get why this is even a discussion."
"oh, cmon! you don't think the conflict around it is interesting?"
"whether its interesting or not doesn't matter because this shouldn't be an existing argument. if your partner or someone you love commits a murder and there's serious evidence pointing back to them, how could you just act like it's not even there?"
"dude, you're missing the point entirely. the question is not about what you would do in that situation, it's about what you should believe."
"that's so stupid. the only factor you should need is evidence. it doesn't matter if the accused is a long time friend, your partner, or even your child. sure, your judgment on their character is still relevant, but if their fingerprints were found at the crime scene there's just no way you can objectively ignore their culpability. at that point, you should either believe your partner is guilty or at best remain undecided."
"in that case, would you say that following the evidence is morally required?"
"absolutely."
"you don't think there might be other ethical factors to consider?"
"for example?"
"even though the evidence is strong, there's still a chance they might not be guilty. imagine how it would feel like to be innocent and have no one believe you, not even your own partner! by not supporting them you run the risk of seriously hurting them on a crucial time of need. and consider what this lack of trust would do to your relationship. could you really go on after seriously suspecting–and believing–they're a murderer?"
"are you saying you'd rather ignore the crimes of your partner, even when the truth is staring you in the face, just for the sake of love?"
outside of the ethical dilemma resonating through yoon yn's headphones, the girl shifted around on her seat. her limbs felt numb from remaining unmoving for so long and, even though the only companion by her side was her bag, the compact space paid no mercy on her back.
after finding a comfortable position she set her eyes on the view outside the window. sunlight hued over the fields of grass and the occasional farm, making the rural landscape imitate a painting in motion shaped by the most gentle brush strokes. the scene felt so engrossingly peaceful, she could almost feel the gale caressing her features despite the glass separating her from the world.
yn couldn't help but thank the scene–and the long lasting battery of her headphones–for giving her something to focus on, seeing as the ride to the resort her class was directed towards had resulted to be such an otherwise tiresome one.
"YES!"
an obnoxious voice popped yn's bubble in spite of the maximum volume she'd set for her podcast. distracted by the sound she turned to glance at the very back of the bus, where the students grouped up at the last row of leathered seats frowned in unison at heo yool–who mocked them with the cheekiest grin one could imagine. judging by their sullen looks, yn figured the citizens had lost yet another round of mafia, a game they'd been playing for who knows how long.
she recalled when her classmates had urged her to join the game the moment she stepped into the bus, which she declined, prioritizing her tranquility over the headache she knew they'd give her, yet promising she'd join in the next time.
after figuring out the source of that ruckus yn set her focus back on her podcast, purposely missing the eyes of the guy she'd been avoiding to the best of her abilities for days now.
just a few rows behind her, kyung jun's eyes never left yn as she disappeared between the sea of heads flooding the bus, and his scheme of intentionally leaving the space by his side unoccupied for her came to mind, especially remembering how his grand plan backfired when that fucking basketball-star-wannabe gave up his seat for her.
that annoying prick just couldn't get the memmo, couldn't he? to him, hyun ho had always been a nuisance; a pest that treaded on yn's heels at every chance he got–even when she used to hang onto the feared delinquent's arm.
"they're so loud," kyung jun muttered. he'd been trying to settle down the bittersweet echoes of his mind since the start of that damned school trip, in vain, since the blaring voices behind him made the flare that was his temper even harder to quell than any of those memories.
luckily, he needn't lift a single finger to make the commotion stop, and he was able to get some peace of mind thanks to his lackeys acting as spokesmen for his aggravation.
on the other side of the large vehicle, kim so mi sneakily took pictures of the class president.
"hey look, isn't he gorgeous?" the vice president called, showing what was sure to be one of her new favorite pictures to her friends seated behind: park ji soo, cha yoo joon and park woo ram. "doesn't this belong in a magazine? how can he look so gorgeous?" so mi repeated with a dreamy sigh, looking at her screen.
"i will tell jun hee tomorrow that you took a photo of him," woo ram threatened with a playful smile.
"oh yeah? what if i tell yn about all the videos you have?" so mi replied, pointing at the camera that always hanged around the guy's neck.
"please do, maybe i'll finally seduce her."
"oh my god," exclaimed yoo joon, "you are so delusional."
"why?" he lifted one of his hands in response to the very serious offense.
"dude, you barely talk to her."
"woo ram, you have the same chances of getting with yn as me and yoo joon of breaking up." ji soo stated.
the guy in mention glanced at his girlfriend, seemingly unaware of the joke. "that's zero, right?" question to which ji soo only rolled her eyes.
"i don't care what you say," woo ram brushed off. "i know she's the love of my life."
"ko kyung jun!" called out so mi.
like a tiny animal trying to save itself from a threatening predator, woo ram jumped to the empty seat by his side, hiding from the vandal's peripheral as much as possible while the rest of his companions laughed.
"fuck, kim so mi!" he cried out, "you trying to get me killed?"
"relax, he's not even looking," revealed the vice president with a cheeky smile.
as if they'd rehearsed it, the four students turned around to catch ko kyung jun's eyes still set on yoon yn, and by the looks of it, he didn't have any plans to cease his staring.
"not seeing them together is kinda weird," yoo joon pointed out.
"does anyone know why they broke up?" so mi asked to her peers, who all looked at each other expecting an answer none of them had.
"whatever," dismissed ji soo, "yn is better off without him anyway."
"yeah, she's been around us a lot more since then." agreed so mi.
"i bet kyung jun barely let her talk to us."
"right? he looks like the controlling type."
"i would never treat her like that." acknowledged woo ram, making his way back into the conversation only to get beaten back down by the three others.
the time inside the bus seemed to work differently than the rest of the world. minutes and hours mixed up in a disorienting spectacle that at least seemed to follow the sun setting over the horizon.
when they finally arrived to the resort, the only source of light were the numerous lamps adorning the streets and the inviting shine of the building before them.
with the bus door finally opened, the students of class 2-3 thronged the exit with overwhelming excitement. the trip had been longer that the teacher had promised and everyone was ready to get comfortable on their temporary rooms. of course, that included yn, who unfortunately had to wait for the rest of her classmates to take their suitcases out of the loaded trunk since her luggage ended up dropping to the back during the ride.
after everyone collected their belongings, the girl was able to retrieve her case at last. it was somewhat heavy but the tiny wheels at the bottom made it easier for her to slide the valise out of the bus' compartment. taking out the retractable handle, yn rolled her suitcase for at most six steps before someone else got ahold of it.
"what are you doing?" she questioned, but the guy simply walked away while pulling her luggage along and up the stairs.
"kyung jun."
at the sound of his name, he stopped. walking towards him, yn stood right between the entrance and the suitcase-stealer.
"what do you think? i'm helping you."
"i can do it myself." yn chided, staring him down harshly.
kyung jun had received many looks like that one throughout his life. from parents, teachers, students... they were all identical, ranging from disappointment to resentment and back. he was used to it. it was his day to day, how could he not be? yet he never imagined the same eyes that used to watch him with so much endearment would scrutinize him so cruelly.
"you used to love when i carried your stuff." he reminded her, scanning yn's face for a spec of something–anything–he hoped could save him from the pain her gaze struck him with.
the girl let out an exasperated sigh. why couldn't he leave her be? why was it that, no matter how much she wanted to distance herself, he always found a way to squeeze back into her life?
yn grabbed the handle of her suitcase and pulled. she wanted to leave, to get away from his side and free herself of his piercing eyes. unfortunately his strength surpassed hers, and she was forced to stay as he kept his grip.
"can you let go?"
"yn," he asked but the girl just focused on the luggage he kept hostage. "can we talk?"
"about what?" she sneered, speaking with as much disdain her troubled feelings allowed.
"you know what."
once again, she sighed. his antics were so infuriating; always pushing down the barrier she tried to put between the two.
"not now."
"then when?" he instantly snapped back, then took a deep breath to stop his grating tone. "you always say that but then you ignore me for days."
"look, i don't have time for this." for the second time, she attempted to retrieve her case. "i promised i'd help with the preparations for the class picture, so–"
"oh, c'mon," and still, he pulled back. "since when do you care about this school-spirit-bullshit?"
he was right, yn never involved herself with whatever activities the school came up with. time and time again, they'd skipped so many classes as to not get involved with all those school projects they both deemed as meaningless, deciding to spend their mornings strolling around parks and nearby shopping districts instead. but that wasn't an option anymore, and yn needed some way to blurr the images that kept torturing her with the agonizing nostalgia of a broken relationship.
"promise me we'll talk. tonight."
"sure," for the third time, she attempted to take back her luggage. but his answer was the same.
"no, yn. promise me."
with every fiber of her being, yn summoned the last shreds of her patience and met his gaze. his eyes held her captive, beseeching her in silence to unravel the troubles he was willing to share with no one but her, and the hypnotic pull of his gaze weakened her willpower to resist.
"i promise." she reluctantly gave in.
as kyung jun finally released the carry-on, yn didn't even bat an eye before snatching it up and walking away. however, as she made her way into the resort center, she couldn't help but feel frustrated with herself for falling for his tricks. all the effort she had put into avoiding him seemed to have gone down the drain so quickly, leaving her feeling defeated.
not wanting kyung jun to catch up to her, yn rushed inside the building.
warm lights illuminated the vast entrance, composed by a lounge area with leathered sofas that accentuated the beige walls with brighter colors and a water dispenser conveniently placed next to the cushioned seats. at the center, a beautiful statue engulfed by faint blue lighting towered over everything below. the perfectly crafted marble giant was impossible to miss, looking like a still guardian watching over the resort's grounds. yet that didn't stop yn from overlooking the sign with the qr code needed for the resort's wifi and facility app.
following the arrows pointing out the way towards the elevator, yn got in and pressed the button labeled dormitories. the heavy doors slid and shut before the steel cage trembled, signaling its vertical movement. suddenly, the girl felt the air tighten inside her chest, twisting her lungs in a way that seemed to strangle them. oxygen got caught up in her throat as images of cables snapping and an imminent fall to her death plagued her mind. in, out, in, out. yn's breath increased as rapidly as tidal waves when the lights malfunctioned and in between flickers, she saw a dark figure out of the corner of her eye.
the moment she snapped her head back to take a look, a faint bell announced the door sliding open. taking in the air as steadily as she could, yn grabbed her suitcase and escaped the cage of death. frightened and disoriented, she questioned if what just concurred has been a quick fever dream or reality. and if it wasn't, why did her mind torture her like that? as far as she knew, never in her life had she experienced something that'd cause this crippling fear of high spaces. so why...?
she shook her head and brushed off the uncanny feeling, dismissing it as a consequence from the tiresome trip and forcing herself to focus on finding the room she shared with ahn na hee and kim so mi, who'd invited her with overwhelming coercion. compared to the elevator ride, figuring out her way to her dormitory was a piece of cake. the girl left her stuff in an empty corner and took the stairs down towards the gymnasium. there, instead of getting scolded by the teacher like she expected, what greeted her was a plethora of different activities performed by her classmates.
in the middle of the room, a group of students flawlessly danced to the rhythm of the songs reverberating from a large speaker, followed by lee joo young and choi mi na silently fighting for the spotlight, and being interrupted by ko kyung jun, who apparently had nothing better to do than to mess with their practice by turning off the music while his two loyal followers, shin seung bin and kim jin ha, played a very dedicated match of ping-pong.
on opposite corners of the gym, jin da bum, choi joo won, lee yoon seo and oh jung won were consecutively separated in two pairs, all conversing with their respective best friends. up on the second floor, cha yoo joon and park ji soo, who never seemed to stay away from each other, watched from above. on the stage, band members im eun chan, nam yeon woo and baek eun ha dabbled with their instruments to make sure everything was perfectly in tune. lastly, jang hyun ho and kim dong hyun busied themselves by organizing all the sport equipment laying around.
"yoon yn!" called kim jun hee from a large set of tables surrounded by the other members of the student council which, of course, included kim so mi and her friend ahn na hee.
with no sight of their teacher around yn walked stress-free to said table, although not before catching park woo ram pointing his camera right at her, which made the guy hastily turning to film someone else.
"you're here," the class president stated. "we thought you got lost or something."
"sorry, i got caught up with something." yn replied. she didn't really care about these preparations, but she did promise to help, and yn wasn't the type to use that word lightly.
"yeah! i was going to text you but we've been so busy preparing everything." so mi ranted, sprinkling salt into the wound.
"i can see that," yn commented, deciding to ignore so mi's backhanded scolding.
"what happened, though? did you really get lost?" na hee asked.
"no, i got stopped by kyung jun."
"oh, right. he was a bit late too now that I think about it."
"is that jackass bothering you again?" hyun ho, who'd come closer to the table just as yn approached, joined in and put a hand on her shoulder.
"no," yes. "everything's fine."
truth be told, yn would rather drop dead than having to deal with kyung jun. however, she knew that telling her classmates about it wouldn't lead to a positive outcome. after all, the only person who had the courage to confront the delinquent was hyun ho, and, given their history, yn was certain his involvement would only make matters worse.
in another area of the bustling gym, the noticeable trio of vandals were causing a ruckus in the corner. as they tossed a basketball back and forth, jin ha hurled the ball at kyung jun, who was too busy gawking at yn's arrival to notice. the ball smacked him right in the chest–a painful reminder of how his focus seemed to always follow after her.
"shit, my bad!" jin ha exclaimed.
their leader squatted to grab the ball at his feet and got back up only for his gaze to fix back towards the girl who constantly distracted him and, of-fucking-course, hyun ho standing right next to her, as always. the sight made his blood boil and his knuckles turn white as he clenched the basketball in his hands, while his rapid heartbeats deafened any coherent thought telling him to settle down.
seeing this, jin ha and seung bin looked at each other before the latter sighed and came closer to his friend. throwing one arm around his shoulders, he spoke:
"why don't we go outside, man? get your head out the gutter."
"yeah," kyung jun agreed, seeing seung bin was clearly trying his best to support him. perhaps he was right, some air would probably do him good right now. "let's go." was the last thing he said before disappearing through the gymnasium's exit, just in time to miss the teacher entering from the other side.
after informing the class presidents about a problem regarding the other bus full of students set to accompany them on this field trip, he left, clearly in a panic because of the unexpected turn of events.
in the meantime, most of class 2-3 remained in the gymnasium. no more than a few minutes went by before the dancing group, who now were fixing their hair and makeup while sitting on the floor, called yn over. ever since they found out about her break up, the girls had been offered her to go out again and again, an opportunity they took to invite her to join their club with not-so-subtle comments.
"oh yn, you should hang out with us more!" were the kind of utterances she always received from the class' cheerleaders.
mi na had insisted on brushing yn's hair. taking the empty stop in front of her classmate, she felt the bristles effortlessly flowing through the roots of her hair to its ends. the conversation was an amicable one. the girls often taking their time to butter up yn and saying how cool it'd be to have her in their club–until the self proclaimed hairdresser decided to dive into something she'd been curious about.
"hey yn."
"yeah?" she answered, eyes closed while enjoying the soothing sensation of the hairbrush.
"why did you and kyung jun brake up?"
mi na found herself at a loss for words when she faced the disapproving and critical stares of the entire group. why would you ask that? their glares yelled in silence, making her feel like she just made a terrible mistake.
"that's between him and i, mi na." yn abruptly ended the change of topic.
why did they break up? that's a question she'd been asked countless times ever since her classmates took note of their separation. a query yn remembered avoiding like a plague, long before this trip. only this time, a strange, guttural discomfort buried into every corner of her brain as she noticed a spec of something missing, unable to put together if the same evasion came as a reflex or because she couldn't answer it herself.
"right," mi na's shame, reinforced by the brutal glares of the other girls, took over her face as her cheeks flushed. "sorry."
luckily for her, just as her face morphed into a cherry tomato, a painful ringing roared through the speakers before the absence of light engulfed the high schoolers in deep darkness.
"c'mon! what is this?" one said.
"what's going on?" asked another.
"hey, turn the lights on!" resonated a voice from above.
a loud clang similar to a metal pipe hitting a hard surface echoed over the four walls, followed by the piercing shrieks of several people. helping themselves with the flashlights provided by their phones, the students revealed a white figure in the middle of the room.
"quit joking around." before any more screeches could be heard, hyun ho launched a basketball to the sheeted ghost, making it fall to the ground just as pathetically as your average cartoon villain.
with the precision of a well-rehearsed act, the room was suddenly lit up, revealing the mischievous culprit behind the childish prank. and lo and behold, it was none other than heo yool.
the collection of complaints from everybody present synced in a perfect expression of annoyance and the occasional insult.
"guys, listen carefully." the class clown™ gathered his classmates' attention as he stood from the ground. "i've heard that, a long time ago, a high school girl killed herself here," he explained, playing the role of a surprisingly talented storyteller. "so there's a few things you should never do: don't look at the mirror and turn around at midnight. and if someone grabs your ankle when you're sleeping, don't look down. if you break these rules," he turned to the group of dancers. "a ghost will pop up!" dashing towards them with the form of a rogish halloween scare actor, he was met with the frightened squeals of the girls.
yn, whose interest in the paranormal had never been deep enough to scare her, grabbed mi na's hairbrush and hurled it towards heo yool. an action that encouraged the rest of the class to throw everything they had at hand, along with some despicable remarks and the teasing laugh of the insufferable rascal.
defeated by heo yool's stunts, the students decided they've had enough as one by one they exited the gym.
"are you coming, yn?" so mi asked.
the girl nodded before answering, "i'll be there in a minute. i want to get some water first."
at the entrance, so mi and yn parted ways. she approached the water dispenser and took one of the cardboard cups provided by the machine. ever since the lights of the gymnasium had turned off, the girl noticed an unusual taste in her mouth that reminded her of her frightening fever dream at the elevator. she felt it at the back of her neck: something eerily creeping behind her at every given moment. was it possible that heo yool's story actually got under her skin? trying to brush off the uncanny sensation, yn took a sip from the refreshment in her hand.
"yn!"
the call startled her, making the water get caught up in her throat. she coughed and patted her own chest as the liquid scraped its way down her larynx, like a tiny bug trying to escape a spider's web. once able to compose herself, yn glanced towards the voice.
"im so sorry!" joo won panicked in a stutter, "i didn't mean to do that, are you ok?"
"im fine." she wiped the water from her lips with her long sleeve.
joo won and his companion standing behind, da bum, stared at her in silence.
"do you want anything or...?"
a simultaneous no and a yes echoed trough the entrance, followed by a confused frown from the girl and whatever silent conversation the two guys were displaying with their eyes.
"do you think maybe you could," joo won took his sweet time to mutter his next words, as if scared. "talk with kyung jun?"
"excuse me?"
what the fuck...? did kyung jun put them up to this?
"we just, well," the spokesman of the duo halted. "we gave some money to his friends a few days ago and we just don't want to bother them."
oh.
"so you bother me?"
"no, no!" da bum spoke promptly and grabbed his friend's arm, pulling him along as he took a few steps to leave. "it's ok, yn. we won't bother you."
joo won released himself from da bum's grasp and walked towards yn. "please," he pleaded, holding one of her hands tightly with both of his. "he'll listen to you."
right as her heart started beating with enough sympathy to care for their situation, the front door opened. seung bin, jin ha and kyung jun walked into the building, the latter playing around with a basketball.
the three delinquents would've kept their saunter if it weren't for yn's presence, which made the group's top dog stop in his tracks. his companions did the same and all stared at the situation unfolding right in front of them. kyung jun's eyes stayed on the hands holding yn and after noticing his threatening glare, joo won leaped away from her.
"what's going on?" asked the fearful leader.
"you owe them money?" yn countered, her eyes flickering between the trio.
"what?" the blonde one laughed, brushing off the accusation.
"they do!" joo won blamed, but instantly went back to his helpless self when met with the bullies' threatening scowls. "please, i just need it for my tuition."
the firm glare of the girl pierced through the tough act of the tamer vandal, making him drop his facade as he approached the feeble boy, closed fist in the air.
"fuck, man! we're on retreat, why are you asking us for money now?"
"yeah," seung bin joined in, defending his friend. "what are you, a loan shark? we told you we'd give you interests. give us some time, dipshit!"
kyung jun, who'd only taken the role of observer until that moment, put down the basketball he held and intervened to slap both of his lackeys' heads. "did you do sports betting again? huh?"
like scolded puppies, seung bin and jin ha faced the floor as they stepped aside.
"da bum," he called, and the guy lifted his head to stare at the bully. "did you lend them money too?"
"huh?" as kyung jun stalked closer, da bum's heart raced faster with every step. his eyes frantically scanned the room, desperately seeking any distraction from the intimidating figure slowly closing in on him. "yes. but i can wait for my money. there's no rush." with a lump in his throat, da bum braced himself for whatever was coming next.
"how much?" kyung jun's open hand grabbed the side of da bum's face, forcing the terrified boy to look right at him. "ill pay you back."
"you will?" da bum stuttered.
"of course," his grin turned into something sinister, which allowed only da bum to see because of their proximity. "in return play basketball with me, yeah?"
he faintly smacked his victim's face twice before coming up to yn. "everything's alright here, yn. see? no need for this." kyung jun reached out to hold her hand but she pulled away before any contact could be made.
was she really so revolted by him she wouldn't even let him touch her? accepting his defeat, kyung jun hid his hands inside his jacket's pockets.
"right," yn looked at da bum and joo won, who were currently being pushed around by the other two, before turning back to kyung jun. "in that case, i'll get going."
"you're not coming with me?" just as yn started to walk away, his words pulled her back in.
"i'd rather not."
"are you sure?"
with a swift nod, kyung jun signaled seung bin and jin ha to go ahead and, bringing along the poor students they were about to torment, they disappeared down the hallway.
they were left alone, just like kyung jun liked it. only them, with nothing and no one around to interrupt their precious time together.
not a single second did he stop looking into her fiery eyes, which only seemed to hold a hostility that antagonized his own devoted regard.
"it's almost midnight."
both held each other's gaze, which kyung jun took as an invitation to step towards the girl. he stopped right in front of her and, unfortunately, yn's heart betrayed her mind as she internally screamed for it to cease its raising beats.
kyung jun's hands raised to yn's face, completely forgetting her previous rejection. for a second, he thought of apologizing, since she'd made it clear time and time again how much she now despised his presence. but how could he apologize for something he was barely conscious of? he couldn't help himself, not when she was merely inches away, not with her. maybe if he insisted–if he didn't give up–she'd finally understand why staying apart was never the world's plan.
"you promised me. remember?"
his hands were close. so close he could feel his fingertips grace her cheeks, a touch so minuscule, yet enough to make his skin crawl with anticipation.
he was too close.
yn stepped back just as she felt the fleeting spark. she would be dammed if she ever allowed him to touch her again, in more ways than one. or at least that's what she told herself as she fell right into another one of his tricks. kyung jun knew her well; too well for her liking. and with such measly words she found herself helplessly cornered by her own self-discipline and morals.
fucking bastard.
up in the vast dormitory area of the resort center, different groups of people were each caught up in their own conversations, without a single care in the world or the impending sinister feeling hanging over their heads like an invisible wrecking ball about to crash and destroy every single thing they ever cared for.
in her room, lee yoon seo was finally able to lose herself in her novel when her phone pinged. slightly annoyed by the distraction she took a closer look to her home screen, which displayed an app in process of downloading.
"i told you i didn't need this." she showed the screen to her roommate.
"it wasn't me." jung won answered, just as astounded.
our perspective changes and now we observe a group of various students, all gathered in one room. the class couple, the cheerleaders and members of the student council all sharing snacks and stories between them in perfect harmony until a knock interrupted.
"come in!" allowed the vice president.
"hey guys," the door opened, reavealing hyun ho accompanied by his best friend, dong hyun, who stayed on the hallway behind him. "has anyone seen yn?"
"how come you don't know? you're always following her." mocked woo ram before taking a handful of chips from one of the various bags scattered around the room.
"you're one to talk." ji soo muttered, which provoked woo ram to throw a scrambled napkin her way.
"i'm serious." hyun ho replied, "i've tried texting her but this wifi doesn't even work."
"she told me she was going to get some water, isn't she downstairs?" just as so mi finished her sentence, one by one every phone in the room chimed.
notifications spread throughout the resort like a 14th century pandemic, resonating around every room as if imitating the never ending bells that announced the beginning of the end.
back in the gymnasium, joo won stood shaking below the basketball hoop with his friend by his side, eyes shut tight as neither dared watch the nearing hit from the ball.
"joo won, stay right there." kyung jun sneered as he prepared himself to throw. he looked up, targeting the net as he bent his knees, faked a jump, and sent the ball right into the boy's stomach.
joo won kneeled in pain, groaning and grasping his abdomen with both hands in his best attempt to soothe the aching sensation puncturing his body.
yn watched the situation unfold as she sat on the rubber gym flooring, otherwise cold if it weren't for seung bin's zip-up laid out below her. it had been kyung jun who'd instructed the blondie to give up his hoodie, since yn declined on taking his own. not a single word was heard from the girl ever since stepping into the gym as the trio took turns tormenting their two victims, until now.
"i didn't come here for this, kyung jun."
almost ten minutes had passed and she was still waiting for kyung jun to approach her and start the conversation he so adamantly pushed onto her.
"c'mon yn, let me give it one more shot."
he must've lost his fucking mind, thinking he had her wrapped around his finger to waste her time in such a way. fed up, yn got up and snatched the basketball out of his hands before throwing it away. it rolled towards jin ha, who immediately picked it up to quite the sound of the bouncing that only seemed to raise the tension of the ex-lovers' quarrel.
yn opened her mouth to give kyung jun an ultimatum, a last opportunity out of her remaining patience, when a sudden ding emitted out of her skirt's pocket. she would've payed no mind to it if it weren't for the other five identical sounds that propagated right after.
each person in the room took out their phones and faced their screens, which displayed a virtual envelope eagerly waiting to be opened.
TAP TO VIEW YOU ROLE, read the text below.
"wasn't this the resort's app?" asked jin ha, to nobody in particular.
resort's app?
she never knew about any app.
"mafia?" seung bin laughed from his spot at the floor and showed his screen. "what's this about?"
"what the fuck is this?" kyung jun mumbled with a frown, clearly confused.
yn brought one hand to the back of her neck as the abnormal sensation from minutes ago reappeared. goosebumps started breaking out throughout her skin and every cell on her body seemed to tremble uncontrollably while she stared at the little black mirror on her hand. which, as she would soon find out, reflected the last version of herself with any shred of purity.
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As Hurricane Helene approaches Florida, is now a good time to mention that Project 2025 calls for an end to the NOAA and the National Hurricane Center?
#nhc#national hurricane center#noaa#national oceanic and atmospheric administration#project 2025#hurricane Helene#Florida
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Atlantic Tropical Weather Outlook issued by the National Hurricane Center in Miami, FL, USA
2025-06-30, 08:00 EDT
TS OF CENTER LOCATED NEAR 23.0N 99.2W AT 30/0900Z POSITION ACCURATE WITHIN 25 NM PRESENT MOVEMENT TOWARD THE NORTHWEST OR 305 DEGREES AT 10 KT ESTIMATED MINIMUM CENTRAL PRESSURE 1008 MB MAX SUSTAINED WINDS 25 KT WITH GUSTS TO 35 KT. WINDS AND SEAS VARY GREATLY IN EACH QUADRANT. RADII IN NAUTICAL MILES ARE THE LARGEST RADII EXPECTED ANYWHERE IN THAT QUADRANT. REPEAT...CENTER LOCATED NEAR 23.0N 99.2W AT 30/0900Z AT 30/0600Z CENTER WAS LOCATED NEAR 22.4N 98.7W FORECAST VALID 30/1800Z...DISSIPATED REQUEST FOR 3 HOURLY SHIP REPORTS WITHIN 300 MILES OF 23.0N 99.2W THIS IS THE LAST FORECAST/ADVISORY ISSUED BY THE NATIONAL HURRICANE CENTER ON THIS SYSTEM $$ FORECASTER CANGIALOSI
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- cha woomin - 차우민
#jakeyverse#cha woomin#cha woo min#night has come#night has come kdrama#night has come kyungjun#nhc#go kyungjun#go kyung jun#kyungjun#ko kyungjun#bros a cutie
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Gang im so sorry I'm homestuck posting in 2024 but I'm so desperate rn
Does anyone remember back when hiveswap was popping off and after mspar disappeared, there was like, a bunch of headcanons I read where like, they finally reunited with the trolls again in the future where all the trolls are grown up??
I specifically remember one where like, the grand highblood was presented with some "weird alien" way in the future and it turned out to be mspar and he was like "LMAO YOU AGAIN?"
PLEASEEE if anyone knows what I'm talking about PLEASEEE let me know i feel like I'm losing it
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Just saw the kyungjun one-shot could u pls write smut for him, you're such a good writer omg🫶🫶🫶
Title: Love Like This
kyungjun x y/n word count: under 1 k
warnings: smut no plot just smut :)
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It started slow—a brush of fingers against yours while watching a late-night movie, the kind of barely-there contact that buzzed hotter than any kiss. Kyungjun always looked at you like he was seeing the sunrise for the first time, warm and stunned and trying to memorize it all. But tonight, he looked at you like he might break.
"Come here," he said, voice low, hoarse from holding back. You were already sitting beside him on his bed, legs crossed, hoodie swallowed around your frame—but that wasn't close enough. He pulled you into his lap, his hands warm on your thighs, his lips ghosting over your cheek like he was asking permission without saying it.
And you gave it. All of it.
The kiss started slow, but his grip tightened when you whimpered into his mouth. His hands found your hips, fingers digging in like he needed to anchor himself. You felt his arousal through his sweatpants, hard and hot against your core, and when you shifted your hips just a little, his breath caught.
"You're killing me," he whispered against your lips.
You smiled into the kiss. "Thought you wanted this."
He pulled back just enough to look you in the eye, something dark and desperate flickering there. "I do. I want you so bad I don't know how to touch you right. I want to go slow. But I also want to fuck you so deep you can't think straight."
That sent heat spiraling low in your stomach. You tugged your hoodie off, watching his eyes roam your bare skin like he was starving. His hands moved under your thighs, lifting you with ease to lay you down on his bed. He hovered over you, kissing you breathless, trailing his lips down your jaw, your neck, your chest. Every touch was filled with reverence, like he was mapping you out, worshipping every inch.
"Tell me if it's too much," he murmured, pressing soft kisses between your breasts.
"Kyungjun, I want it," you whispered. "Want you."
That was all it took.
He stripped slowly, revealing smooth skin, toned muscles, the subtle shake in his hands betraying how hard he was trying to stay in control. When he pushed your panties aside and dragged his fingers through your folds, his breath hitched.
"So wet already? For me?"
You nodded, eyes fluttering. "Only for you."
He cursed under his breath and eased two fingers inside you, curling them just right. You moaned, clutching his wrist, hips rolling into the touch. He watched you like it was the only thing that mattered.
When he finally lined himself up and pushed inside, it was slow—but deep. Stretching you open inch by inch, his forehead pressed to yours, both of you gasping.
"Fuck," he moaned. "You feel so good. So warm. So tight."
You cupped his face, pulling him in for a kiss as he started to move. Deep, steady thrusts that made your toes curl. His hand slid under your thigh, lifting your leg to get even deeper, and when he hit that perfect spot, your eyes rolled back.
"There?" he asked, voice wrecked.
"There, yes—please, don't stop."
He didn't. He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against yours with more urgency now. Not rough, but desperate. Like he was chasing something only you could give. Sweat glistened on his chest, his jaw clenched tight, and his name spilled from your lips over and over.
He leaned down, kissed the tear that slipped from your eye.
"Too much?"
"No," you gasped. "Too good."
"Gonna come for me?"
"Y-Yeah—"
"Then let go, baby. I've got you."
You shattered around him, legs trembling, nails digging into his back. And he followed you seconds later, spilling inside you with a strangled moan, holding you like he'd never let go.
After, he didn't pull away. He kissed your temple, your jaw, your lips. Whispered, "You're everything."
And in that messy, sweaty tangle of limbs and love, you knew he meant it.
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Ko Kyung-Jun x reader: Tomorrow
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You heard a knock at your front door. Sitting up from your position on the couch, you went to open it fully knowing who would be at your doorsteps. Him.
You open it without asking who it was, finding him standing there with open wounds on his face. A bloody lip and nose, furrowed eyebrows, and you glance down at his hands suddenly. Specifically his bloody knuckles. You open the door fully now, turning around and already heading to the bathroom. Closing the door behind him, he follows you silently. You’re rummaging through the cabinets knowing what you need to find and he plops himself on the toilet seat, arms hanging loosely between his legs and his face bent downwards, his once gelled back hair hanging messily and shielding his expression.
You stand in front of him and reach out, gently pulling his chin up. Putting whatever strands of hair that can stay behind his ear away from his face so you can do your work. He lets you clean and bandage his wounds silently. He watches you, but every time you make eye contact with him he glances at the wall. Although, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his eyes seem as if a million different thoughts are passing through them. You toss the garbage in the small trash can when you’re done and go to your room which is next door.
You don’t know if he will follow you, he might just leave as he sometimes does. This is a daily routine of silently pushing him to confront his feelings, whether he closes the gap between you a bit more and takes a step forward, or hurries out and takes two steps back on the progress you made.
You already knew what happened, leaving school during the midst of it. Being not surprised by his actions, but still finding yourself disappointed. Him and Hyun-Ho were throwing punches after the latter confronted him about his behavior today towards Da-Baum.
He caught your eyes as you left the crowd of people gathered. You didn’t have to silently convey anything with your expression, he knew you would be disappointed, but that didn’t stop him from fighting him or seeking you out afterwards too.
Your back is facing the door, the T.V. playing a cartoon on low volume. Your eyes are closed but you're not trying to fall asleep, just waiting to hear either the front door close to signal his leave or the bed to dip beside you. It’s the latter, and you feel his presence next to you, but today isn’t a day where he closes the distance between you. There are some days where he allows himself to be embraced by you. But today he stays still on the other side of your queen sized bed, body facing the ceiling and his hands behind his head and eyes closed. He’s trying to appear nonchalant, but you knew he was far from it. You’re turned facing him, just watching.
“Why do you do the things that you do?” You softly ask. Not in an accusatory way. Or demanding or aggressive. You’re simply curious. Although, over the past few months of slowly getting to know the boy, you were able to piece together some stuff to explain his actions in your head from the little bits of his heart that he’s allowed open to you.
You didn’t expect an answer, so your eyes widen a bit when you hear his soft reply. Eyes still closed as he surprisingly softly answers back, no hint of his usual aggressiveness.
“I don’t know.” Kyung-Jun replies.
And that’s the only words spoken between the two of you. Watching him till it’s evident by his breathing he’s fallen asleep, and then you follow suit, falling asleep to the growing mumbles of voices from the television.
When you wake up a few hours later, you’re facing the wall again. The sun has almost completely set. You don’t need to turn around to see if he’s there, because you know he isn’t. But you do so anyway, hoping today would be different.
Of course it isn’t. You’re naive to think it would be any different than the day before.
You see that his notorious green jacket is left in place of him on the bed. Something he sometimes does. Like a silent reminder that he’ll be back again. Or that he appreciates you. Or that he’s sorry. Or that he’s not giving up. It could mean everything or nothing, you’re never sure.
And just like the day before, it doesn’t make your love for the boy any less. As each day goes by, you just feel an increasing curiosity for the boy, an urge to look inside him and hold the small crying child inside desperately asking for someone to see through his actions and listen.
Maybe tomorrow will be different.
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teddy bear | ko kyungjun x fem!reader



you found yourselves aimlessly walking around the neighborhood, kyungjun leading the way as you follow behind him. it was always relaxing to walk with him whenever he was in a good mood.
your eyes were wandering around the houses and shops when your gaze fell on a mid-sized teddy bear on display on the window of a small store, it immediately reminded you of your boyfriend in some way. "kyungjun, look!" you stop walking, pulling him towards your side while pointing at the teddy bear that had immediately captured your heart. "it looks like you!"
in his typical cocky manner, kyungjun laughs at the teddy bear which does in fact resemble him a tiny bit. "don't try to be cute with me, stupid," he shoves your shoulder playfully and scoffs.
you bite your lip, wondering if taking the comment further would put him into one of his moods. "but it does look like you..." the soft mumble that leaves your mouth catches his attention, noticing the way your gaze lingers on the stuffed animal. he snorts, his mood softening just a little, "fine, it does look like me. but don't think i'm going to actually buy it or any stupid shit like that."
"i never said anything about buying it, kyungjun," you groan as you link your arms so you can keep walking around. it would be weird to get upset over a teddy bear but you wanted it. he glances over at you and rolls his eyes, "so why were you pointing it out, then? just to mess with me?"
you groan, annoyed that he hasn't taken the hint yet, "i just genuinely thought it resembled you."
in response, he rolls his eyes and bumps your hip, "keep telling yourself that, y/n."
he leads you down the street and eventually into an empty playground. he heads for the swing without any hesitation, his long legs making his steps create a quick distance between you two. "come here," he calls you over once he takes his seat on the blue swing.
"what?" you sigh as you make your way to the swing, standing still in front of him and running a hand through his hair.
he wraps his arms around your waist, a small smile tugging on his lips, "just come here, stupid." he pulls you down and places you on his right thigh with a firm grip on your hips.
you are not startled, that is a regular movement coming from him. he gets what he wants whenever he wants it. you sit on his thigh comfortably, looking at him in the darkness of the night.
kyungjun gently strokes your cheek and chuckles softly. it's late and the playground is empty at this hour, the street lamps light the area, creating a romantic atmosphere. you sit there silently for a while, breathing in sync, until he breaks the silence.
"you really wanted that teddy bear, huh?" he stares into your eyes, his expression softening and his body relaxing.
"i suppose..." you nod as you move your gaze to the ground. you can't say you felt connected to a plushie that reminded you of him, it would sound weird.
he smiles softly and brushes the hair back from your face, grabbing your chin to make you face him again. his tone is gentle, filled with affection, "it's adorable how much things like that matter to you, you know."
"why?" you tilt your head slightly, genuinely wanting to see your boyfriend's point of view and what drew him towards this statement. he's not usually expressive so hearing his raw thoughts is rare.
kyungjun's expression softens even more. there's a hint of tenderness in his voice as he squeezes your hips, "it's just you. you seem to find beauty in everything. if you like something, no matter how small or unimportant it may seem to others, you just like it."
"hm..." you trace the back of his head, running your fingers through his hair again. you know there is a deeper meaning to his words, a much more personal one. "are you talking about yourself?"
his breath catches and he doesn't answer for a few seconds. he holds you tight as he lets those words sink in and feels his own emotions, "maybe..."
your other hand drops to his back, drawing big circles of comfort and support, "want to talk more about it?"
he tightens his hold on you and pulls your body even closer, burying his face in the curve of your neck. his expression is distant but his eyes tell another story, revealing the tender feelings behind them. "not right now..." he mutters as he nuzzles his head into your neck.
"kyungjun, you have to open up." you remind him, kissing his forehead. there is no way he can run away without explaining how he fits into the sentence.
he groans softly and turns his head away. he knows it's true, he knows that you're right. he doesn't want you to think that he isn't vulnerable, when in truth he is, he's just afraid of showing it. he finally decides to open up. he swallows his pride with difficulty, "maybe i am just a teddy bear too..."
you pause before bursting out in a fit of laughter that lasts a couple of seconds. "no, i meant–" you try to suppress a giggle, it's not out of mockery but pure adoration.
"seriously, about what you said..." your laughter dies down as the topic turns serious again, "about me liking something small and unimportant, did you mean yourself?"
he holds you close and sighs. he seems a bit upset as he confesses, "yeah... yeah, that's right. honestly... when I think of myself, i don't see much. i guess i'm just a plain guy."
as he says this, kyungjun's expression dims. a silence fills the air as he takes a deep breath and regains his composure. his eyes meet yours, his expression serious as well, "but you make me feel important. when you look at me with those adorable eyes, I don't feel plain at all. my world seems colorful when I'm with you."
he leans forward and kisses you gently on the lips. it is a much more gentle kiss than the usual ones you share. you both pull away after a moment and he sighs contently. the playful mood seems to be changing to a more intimate one. "you are not plain, kyungjun..." you whisper your truth, looking into his eyes.
he smiles softly and strokes your cheek, "maybe you're right... maybe I'm more than what i think i am, you know?"
his expression relaxes even more as he leans forward and places another gentle kiss on your lips. you didn't share big words of reassurance but they were always enough, for you and for him.
his fingers glide along the curve of your lower back while he pulls you into him and holds you tightly. once he has you as close as possible, his hands move to your waist and he places his forehead against yours, gazing at you with a look of love and adoration. "now, let's go get you that teddy bear," he pats your back and helps you up so he can stand on his feet too.
"really?!" you shriek in surprise, your eyes widening. just when you had accepted that the teddy bear would be a forgotten memory, he reminded you of it again. kyungjun chuckles at your cute expression and nods as he grabs your hand, "yes, it's time you got your beloved teddy bear."
the two of you walk hand-in-hand towards the store, your footsteps rhythmic and smooth, the air is cool and refreshing, the street lights illuminating your path. he looks at you affectionately as the wind blows through your hair, he really does love you.
unfortunately, time had passed and the store had closed. kyungjun notices this first, his expression falls upon realizing that you were too late to go to the store and he growls in frustration, "fuck."
it was a long shot anyway, and there was no way it would've been open since you first passed by. he turns to you with an apologetic look as he squeezes your hand, "i'm sorry, y/n, they're closed."
you stare at the closed store, a look of disappointment flashing through your eyes but you shake your head, not wanting kyungjun to feel bad. "it's alright," you look up at him with your lips pursed into a sympathetic smile.
he notices your disappointment and feels bad because of it. he feels even worse once you try to make him feel better. your look of sympathy makes him feel guilty, he feels like he let you down. he squeezes your hand again and lets out a resigned sigh.
"i'm sorry, i should've bought it earlier. that's so stupid of me," he was hesitant to buy the teddy bear because he felt a bit embarrassed about it. he thought it wouldn't suit his bad boy act but now he feels regretful for thinking too much because he could have made you, his girlfriend, happy.
"it's really okay, it's just a stuffed animal," you rub his forearm to reassure him while squeezing his hand. in truth, the teddy bear was indeed just a stuffed animal that he could buy tomorrow, he could've easily bought it back then and made you happy but now that you were disappointed, it felt different. now he felt bad because you felt bad too.
he doesn't like it when he disappoints his girlfriend. you were right, it was just a plushie. however, it was also an important thing for you because you felt connected to it. "i know it's just a stuffed animal... but it mattered to you."
he could have bought it without thinking too much. now, all he can do is feel bad for not being able to get it for you.
"kyungjun, it's fine."
it's clear that you were a tiny bit disappointed by the fact that you couldn't get the plushie but you also feel upset because kyungjun blames himself when he shouldn't. you don't like it when he feels bad because you know very deep down that he's a really sensitive person.
"why the long face? it's not like you!" you chuckle and nudge him, trying to brush the matter off. that makes him crack a smile but it seems like he is still feeling bad about it, though your words seem to cheer him up at least a bit.
you pull him closer for a moment, trying to comfort him. you lean into him and wrap your arms around his waist, gently rubbing his back. you can sense how guilty he feels, and you know how he takes your disappointment to heart. it's a sign that there is a sweet and vulnerable side to kyungjun, a side that you adore. "come on, it's not that big of a deal."
your tone is gentle and reassuring, trying to prevent him from feeling like this any longer. he is quiet for a few seconds but your reassurance and soft touch make him feel better. he relaxes his body and lets you hold him, enjoying the feeling of your arms around him.
your touch is calming in a way, and it's the type of comfort that makes him feel at ease. he smiles warmly at you and squeezes your waist before he suddenly grabs the back of your thighs with his big palms, "i can be your teddy bear instead."
you yelp softly as you are lifted up against your boyfriend's body, grabbing onto his biceps and wrapping your legs around him so your thighs rest next his hips. your face is mere inches away from his, and you stare at him with an adorable expression on your face.
"you were waiting for your chance, huh?" you giggle, completely comfortable and enjoying the feeling of his body against yours, his strength is oddly comforting. kyungjun smirks at your response, his hands fondling your thighs when he starts walking, "maybe I was, you'll never know."
he seems to enjoy teasing you a bit, he always has. his facial expression has playful elements as he keeps massaging the back of your legs. "so let's forget about the toy and just pretend i'm your cuddly teddy bear for all purposes."
you look up at him with a knowing grin, "all purposes?"
he shrugs his shoulders jokingly, "you heard me, all purposes. you were planning to hug and kiss your teddy bear, no?" he chuckles softly with a teasing twinkle in his eyes.
"I was not planning to kiss it!" you hit his shoulder, not wanting him to even think about a scene like that happening. kyungjun chuckles again at how defensive you get about it. it's cute how he can embarrass you so easily, just from a simple harmless joke, "you sure?"
he pulls you a little closer to his body as he continues to speak and he whispers slightly so that no one but you can hear him, "you're so cute when you try to deny it. i bet you would kiss your teddy bear when nobody is looking."
"i would not!" you yell in embarrassment, burying your face into his neck while holding his shoulders tightly, your eyes closing as you get flustered. he feels your grip around his shoulders tighten and your breath quicken against his throat, a sign that you're blushing.
he gazes ahead with an accomplished smile, taking the route to his house, "call your mom."
"call my mom?" you frown in confusion at the sudden demand, pulling away from his neck to look at him. he had actually gotten your mom to like him and he even texted her himself but it was odd to bring her up now.
kyungjun lets out a playful snort, "so you can tell her that you won't be home until tomorrow morning," he says it in a lighthearted tone but it's very clear what he's implying. teddy bear for all purposes, he said.
"oh..." and you reach for your phone inside the pocket of your skirt without realizing it.
by the time you wake up in the morning, your boyfriend's absence from the bed makes you open your eyes wide and search for him around the room, only to find the teddy bear you wanted so much by the side of your feet.
you chuckle softly, knowing he woke up early to buy it for you. as you sit up, you notice the added piercing on its left ear and the card strapped to its little bow tie.
– from your actual teddy bear, kyungjun ♡
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Atlantic Tropical Weather Outlook issued by the National Hurricane Center in Miami, FL, USA
2025-05-15, 08:00 EDT
For the North Atlantic...Caribbean Sea and the Gulf of Mexico:
Tropical cyclone formation is not expected during the next 7 days.
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Today, May 15, marks the first day of routine issuance of the Atlantic basin Tropical Weather Outlook in 2025. This product describes significant areas of disturbed weather and their potential for tropical cyclone formation during the next seven days. The Tropical Weather Outlook is issued from May 15 through November 30 each year. The issuance times of this product are 2 AM, 8 AM, 2 PM, and 8 PM EDT. After the change to standard time in November, the issuance times are 1 AM, 7 AM, 1 PM, and 7 PM EST.
A Special Tropical Weather Outlook will be issued to provide updates, as necessary, in between the regularly scheduled issuances of the Tropical Weather Outlook. Special Tropical Weather Outlooks will be issued under the same WMO and AWIPS headers as the regular Tropical Weather Outlooks.
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