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RESONANCE

CHAPTER 1: Fading Echoes & New Beginnings

tw: arguing (btwn matz), drinking (be responsible pls)

wc: 5.8k

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hi guys! i lwk hope i'm not talking to myself here for being shadow banned lol. i decided to branch off into another fandom i've been a part of for a while. this is my first Ateez fic and fic that i'm posting in a while so please be kind to me and i hope you enjoy it :) also thank you to @guerillateez-graphics for the amazing banner 💜

The brightness of the lights on the stage dimmed as the group sang the final chorus of one of their more popular songs that always got the ‘Hatchlings’ riled up. Kairo steps forward and gives his speech, making the fans cry. As the rest go on with their speeches, they take their final bow and look up at their fans.

“Hatchlings, this may be our last night as RAVN, but you will always be our wings. Thank you for flying with us.” They announce as the lights go out and they walk offstage, Lux comforting Eon as he fans his sweaty, tear-stricken face.

You look up from the screen in the boys’ stylist room, smiling at them when they enter. “Hey guys. Your show was amazing. Also, I told you your hair would be fine Zaney,” you tease, poking at Zane.

“Noona,” Zane whines as he flops over your back.

“I know how to manage hair. It’s my job after all. I am gonna miss you guys though,” you pout.

“You have our numbers and we’ll all stay in touch of course. Besides, we’ve been together for so long our friendship isn’t just going to fade away just because we’re disbanding.” Lux adds as he pulls them in for one last group hug. “This is one of the few times I’m initiating physical contact. Enjoy it while it lasts.”

“And that’s why your animal ego is a black cat, Salem-hyung.” Eon teases as he and the others join you in the hug.

“Why y—” he growls as the others laugh.

“So what’re you guys gonna do now?” You look up at them when they pull away.

Noir is the last to pull away, squeezing you tighter. “We should celebrate. Maybe some barbeque? Short rib on hyung!”

“We’re all paying. Don’t make Kairo pay for everything,” you chastise, hitting his shoulder.

“Why do you always hit me?!”

“Because it’s always you or Eon causing nonsense or pranking the others. Also, Eon’s still puffy-eyed from crying on stage so I’m not going to chastise him.”

Noir huffed and crossed his arms. “And here I thought I was your favorite…”

“I told you I don’t have any favorites, Noir. You guys get changed, I gotta pack up my stuff. I’ll meet you outside by the car after you say goodbye to the hatchlings before they get their feathers ruffled,” you tease. “I’ll be outside the parking lot.”

“See you then, our future on-call stylist,” Zane teases as you walk out.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .

That was almost five years ago. You miss your boys dearly and a part of your heart will always belong to RAVN and their fans. Who knew it’d be so hard to get a job post getting let go? Sure volunteer work helps build up the resume, but getting sprayed with bath water by dogs and hissed at by cats for washing pets might not be the way to do it. Opening the door to your apartment, you groan as you take off your shoes and flop on your couch. You hear a trill by your head, making you look up as you see your gray shorthair, Mandu, staring at you sleepily. “Did I wake you pretty girl? I’m so sorry.”

You reach up to let her smell your hand before scratching under her chin just the way she likes. Mandu purrs as your fingers dance along her fur. Your phone rings, pulling you away from her scratches, making the sleepy kitty fuss.

“One second, sweet girl.” Looking at the phone, you see a selfie of you with Ha-rin hugging. “It’s your Aunty Ha-rin.”

Mandu yawns uninterestedly.

“Hel—”

‘My job-free bad bitch of a bestie I need your help, this is life or death!’

That’s Choi Ha-rin, your best friend who just happened to be the feistiest Omega you’ve ever met. You met back in cosmetology school and ended up working at HYPEONE Entertainment before being assigned to separate groups.

“Hello to you too, Ha-rin. What is it this time?”

‘ATEEZ! They’re having a fanmeet and I can’t go because NOVA has a fanmeet and I gotta do the girls’ hair. I need you to go for me. Please, please please please pl—’

“You’ve gotta stop using me as your errand girl.”

‘Get a steady job then. I’m sure someone out there wants to hire the former hairstylist of the RAVN.’

“Ah hah ha…Fine, just come by tomorrow. I have to go grocery shopping so come by after work or on your lunch break or whatever…”

‘Oh my God, yes! I love you! I’ll see you then!’

“Uh-huh.”

‘I’ll bring the fried chicken you like so much.’

“The spicy one from Crash Landing on You?!” You sit up on the couch. “Oh, you do love me! I’ll see you then!”

Tomorrow rolls around quicker than you thought, your small moment of peace disappearing when Ha-rin knocks frantically on your door. “Y/n!”

You roll your eyes and let her into the house, mouth watering at the smell of the chicken. Before you can even ask, you see her carrying a large tote bag on top of her usual purse. “So…what’s with the bag…”

“We’ll get to that later. Now where’s my sweet furry cutie?” she coos, alerting Mandu who walked in from your bedroom. “There she is! Come to Aunty, cutie~”

Mandu meows in surprise as she’s picked up. She presses her paw against Ha-rin’s lips when she tries to give her kisses, opting to receive pets and to be carried around like the tiny diva she is instead.

Ha-rin sits on the couch with Mandu in her lap as she puts the box of chicken on the table with her tote. “Come eat first.”

“I think you want me to start calling you, Unnie,” you tease sitting next to her as she opens the box.

“Maybe…” she teases.

“You’re not even that much older than me,” you playfully pout as you hand her the first piece of chicken.

“But you love me anyways,” Ha-rin giggles before gripping your arm. “Also, if you call me Unnie in public I’ll kick your ass.”

“Noted.”

“Now eat before it gets cold.”

You take a piece for yourself, idly chatting before getting to the matter at hand. “Oh Spicy Original my beloved,” you groan, biting into your first piece. “Thank you, Ha-rin.”

“Since you’re so thankful and you already agreed—you can’t back out now— I brought some stuff and maybe some of Min Hyuk’s stuff too, for you to get signed for us.”

“Please tell me the whole bag isn’t what you want signed…”

“Five items each. Also, a gift for each member.”

“Oh wow…wait, when did you even meet up with him?”

Ha-rin flips her hair. “I have my ways. Min’s been so eager to get back into the media since stepping out of the limelight as Noir. He said, ‘I want the world to know me as Seo Min-Hyuk and Noir.’”

You scoff playfully and keep eating, sneaking a piece of chicken for Mandu who takes it out of your hand and tries batting your hand for more when you finish another piece. “No, sweetie, you can’t eat too much greasy food.” You eat more chicken for yourself, not noticing Ha-rin giving Mandu the drum part of the chicken wing.

“So, is there anything specific you want me to do?” you ask, mouth full of chicken, covering your lips so no food spills out.

Ha-rin shakes her head. “I bought the ticket. Just go there and get the stuff signed and then you’ll be on your way.”

“If you say so…” you sigh. “So when’s the meet?”

“Thursday.”

“Thursday…GIRL TODAY IS WEDNESDAY!”

“Surprise?” Ha-rin giggles sheepishly.

“I look like a mess! I can’t let them see me like this!”

“I thought you weren’t an Atiny.” Ha-rin gives you a knowing smile.

“Atiny or not, you want me to go in your gorgeous ass place to meet eight god-like looking men?! I look like a troll! I can’t fix this,” you gesture to your face. “In less than twenty-four hours!”

“Okay, first of all, you’re gorgeous too. Secondly, just take the tote, put on some scent blockers and you’ll be okay.”

You take a deep breath, calming down due to her sweet yet mild scent. “Thanks…”

“Anytime. Now, let’s go raid your closet for cute meet the idol outfits.”

“Just don’t trash my room again.”

Ha-rin gasps dramatically. “I would never!”

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .

Stepping into the venue, you were instantly hit by the vibrant energy in the air. Fans chattered excitedly, some clutching albums and banners, others practicing what they would say to their idols. You weren’t immune to the buzz, despite trying to keep yourself detached. The excitement was infectious, and for a brief moment, you let yourself enjoy the moment, taking in the atmosphere with a small smile.

Being the last in line had its advantages—more time to observe, and less pressure to rush through the experience and have it blacked out from your memory from sheer anxiety. But it also meant anticipation built with each passing moment. You watched as other fans excitedly stepped up, exchanging words with the members, some teary-eyed, others giggling nervously. Then, finally, it was your turn.

You approached the table where Hongjoong sat, his sharp eyes lighting up as he greeted you. He took your album and tilted his head slightly, curiosity evident.

" Hi! Thanks for waiting so long,” he said warmly.

You smiled. “No problem. It’s nice to meet you. I actually brought gifts for everyone from my friends that couldn’t be here. They’re more Atiny than I am, to be honest. Some are just for fun, but others are a bit more meaningful.” You reached into your bag and set down a small pile of neatly wrapped items. “I hope you like them. Just a little something to say thank you for your music.”

One by one, you met each member, exchanging words and gifts that felt more meaningful than you had expected. You handed Jongho a small plush apple, which made him chuckle, and Yeosang a sleek-looking pocket mirror that he admired quietly before thanking you. You offered a soft but sincere, “You are loved.” Yeosang’s lips parted slightly in surprise before he nodded in appreciation, while Jongho’s expression softened, his fingers lingering slightly as he handed your album back.

To Yunho and Mingi, you said with a grin, “Look after each other.”

The two alphas exchanged amused glances before Yunho clapped Mingi on the back. “We always do,” he assured you.

You handed them matching bracelets. “My friend Min Hyuk said you two are always together, so he thought these would fit.” They grinned, immediately putting them on.

When you reached Wooyoung and San, their mischievous energy was palpable. “Never change,” you told them, shaking your head in amusement.

Wooyoung smirked, clearly pleased, while San clutched his chest dramatically. “Was that a compliment? I’m taking it as a compliment.” Wooyoung received a tiny prank gift—a rubber chicken keychain—which made him burst into laughter, while San was given a small, heart-shaped note with an encouraging message.

“Ha-rin said you always give love to Atiny, so here’s a little love back.”

San’s usual playful expression softened as he accepted it.

Finally, you stood before Seonghwa and Hongjoong again. Something was grounding about their presence, something that made you hesitate just a moment longer before speaking.

“Before I say what I want to say, I have these last two gifts for you.” For Seonghwa, you took out a beautifully crafted moon-themed journal, and for Hongjoong, a tiny compass pendant. “For when you need to find your way,” you told him with a soft smile. “Also, this is from me, since I know how hard the industry is: Although you care for Ateez,” you said, voice steady, “Atiny will always care for you.”

A beat of silence. Something flickered in Hongjoong’s expression, something unreadable.

Seonghwa’s gaze softened ever so slightly, but there was a sharp attentiveness beneath it as if he were assessing more than just your words.

“Your words mean a lot to us. Even if you aren’t a big Atiny like you said,” Hongjoong smiles fondly before pausing. “This might be awkward to ask but are your scent patches peeling off?”

You slap your hand against your neck, face burning in embarrassment as you try pushing the peeling edge back on your skin. “Oh my God, this is so embarrassing! I’m so sorry!”

A beat of silence.

Seonghwa’s gaze softened ever so slightly, but there was a sharp attentiveness beneath it as if he were assessing more than just your words.

Then, the air between you shifted.

It was subtle at first—the way Hongjoong inhaled slightly deeper, the way Seonghwa’s posture straightened.

The ripple of awareness spread outward as the others picked up on the change. Their reactions varied—curiosity from Wooyoung and San, intrigue from Yunho and Mingi, a quiet understanding from Jongho and Yeosang.

“Your scent…” Hongjoong murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. His brows furrowed slightly, as though he were trying to place something familiar yet unfamiliar.

Seonghwa was less hesitant. “You smell like chai...” His voice was calm, but there was an intensity beneath it, a note of recognition that made your breath hitch. “It’s sweet and homey...”

You stiffened slightly, caught off guard. Scent recognition wasn’t unusual, but in such a public setting, it was rare for alphas—especially respected ones like them—to acknowledge it so openly.

“It’s comforting,” Hongjoong added after a pause, his contemplative expression settling into something almost amused. He shook his head slightly, as if trying to clear his thoughts, then offered you another small, knowing smile. “A good kind of familiar.”

You forced a small laugh. “Uh, thanks? I’ll get going. Enjoy your gifts.”

After you walked off stage, the atmosphere among the members subtly changed. Seonghwa’s eyes lingered a little too long in the direction you had gone, his posture stiff. Hongjoong exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. He was tired—overworked, emotionally drained—but something about today gnawed at him.

Back at the dorms the rest of the group hung out in the main living room, except for Hongjoong and Seonghwa who went straight to their dorm.

“Joongie-ah…Joong…Hongjoong!”

Hongjoong heard Seonghwa calling out to him but he couldn’t figure out how to respond. It was like his instincts were on overdrive and one wrong move would cause all of these new emotions to boil over. For some reason, he thought back to you for a sliver of a moment: how your eyes sparkled when you talked to all of them, the way your hair frames your face, just you in general, and don’t get him started on your scent. He’d been working tirelessly for months, constantly focused on the group’s schedule and responsibilities, and the interaction with you had unknowingly highlighted just how drained he truly felt. His mind replayed the words you had said to Seonghwa earlier, and the way your presence seemed to soothe something within him, something he hadn’t realized he was missing.

Seonghwa, who had noticed the subtle shift, caught Hongjoong’s eye. His expression softened for a moment, but then it tightened as if he knew exactly what was happening. He stepped closer to Hongjoong, his voice low but tinged with concern. " Hongjoong, are you okay?”

Hongjoong’s gaze snapped toward him, the quiet resentment in his eyes barely masked by a forced smile. “I’m fine. Really.”

But his tone didn’t match his words, and Seonghwa could tell. The familiarity of the exchange wasn’t lost on him—he knew Hongjoong better than anyone.

“No, you’re not,” Seonghwa responded, his voice taking on a more authoritative tone, a subtle warning of his protective Alpha nature. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard and something is obviously on your mind. Don’t shut me out.”

Hongjoong’s jaw clenched, frustration bubbling under the surface. “I said I’m fine. Stop mothering me, Seonghwa. I can handle it. I don’t need you to lecture me every damn time.”

Seonghwa’s brows furrowed, taken aback by the sharpness in Hongjoong’s tone. “I’m not trying to lecture you. I’m just worried.”

“I’m fine, Seonghwa! I don’t need anyone’s pity,” Hongjoong snapped, the words biting harder than he intended. His chest tightened, and he turned away abruptly, his fists clenched at his sides.

Seonghwa took a step forward, his expression unreadable for a moment, but the tension in the air thickened with each passing second. The weight of unsaid feelings, the constant demands of the group, and the undeniable attraction Hongjoong had tried to bury began to resurface, and it only made things more complicated.

Before Seonghwa could respond, Hongjoong had already stormed out of the dorm, passing the younger members and leaving the housing altogether, his movements sharp and agitated.

Seonghwa’s eyes lingered on the empty space where he had stood, his mind racing. His concern for Hongjoong mixed with something else—something deeper, something he hadn’t been able to define until now. The quiet ache in his chest grew as he watched Hongjoong retreat, leaving a palpable silence in the wake of his departure.

The rest of the members watched their leader and pack Beta storm out. “Was that Joong-ah?”

Mingi asks, sitting up from his spot next to Yunho. “Is he okay?”

“Should we go after him?” Jongho asks.

Seonghwa steps out of his room and walks into the living room, gaining the attention of the other members as he gets water from the fridge.

“Hyung?” San calls out. “Is everything alright?”

Seonghwa looked at the closed door before turning to San and the others. “We’re fine. Hongjoong just needed to get some air.”

The others look at each other as the eldest walks back into his room, closing the door behind him.

“Joong-hyung never goes out for air like that…” Jongho mutters.

“I hope they’re alright,” Wooyoung mutters, his scent dampening with worry. “I’ve never seen them fight like that.”

“I think they’ll be fine. Fate has ways of making things work,” Yeosang assures from his spot. “Those two always see eye to eye.”

Hongjoong doesn’t come back to the dorms that night.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .

Your phone rings as you step onto the bus, the familiar name flashing across the screen. " Hello?”

‘Where are you right now?’ Ha-rin’s voice rings through the speaker, barely containing her excitement.

“I’m heading home. Why?”

‘Meet me at the place where we got bulgogi and japchae last week. Min Hyuk’s already there waiting for us.’

“Wait—when did h—Hello? Ha-rin?” You pull the phone away from your ear, huffing as you see the call disconnected screen. Typical. No warning, no real explanation—just orders.

With a sigh, you clutch your tote bag and get off at the next stop, making your way toward the restaurant. The scent of sizzling meat and savory sauces greets you as you step inside, weaving through the tables toward the back where you spot Min Hyuk waving eagerly.

“Y/N!” He calls out, grinning as you slide into the seat across from him and Ha-rin.

“You guys ordered already?” you ask, setting your tote down beside you.

“We were waiting for you,” Ha-rin says, flipping the menu over. “The server should be by soon, but first—details. Spill. How was the meetup? Were they as handsome as they are in their videos? Was Wooyoung as chaotic as I imagined? Did Seonghwa’s beauty temporarily blind you?”

Min Hyuk rolls his eyes. “Maybe let her breathe before interrogating her.”

You chuckle, shaking your head. “They were really nice. And yes, they’re just as attractive in person. They also really loved your gifts, Ha-rin.”

“I knew it!” she squeals, clapping her hands. “I put so much thought into those.”

Min Hyuk cocks a brow. “And I didn’t?”

“You got Yunho and Mingi matching bracelets. That was the bare minimum.”

“They were cool bracelets! Also don’t forget the chicken,” Min Hyuk defends, before turning back to you.

“Okay, so if they were all so nice, what’s this ‘tiny incident’ you just glossed over?”

You hesitate, but Min Hyuk’s stare sharpens as his Alpha instincts start to show. There’s no escaping this.

“My scent patch started peeling, and Hongjoong and Seonghwa picked up on it,” you admit, rubbing your temple.

Ha-rin gasps, nearly knocking over her water glass. “Y/N! Are you serious?!”

Min Hyuk sits up straighter. “That’s not nothing. What happened after?”

“I mean… nothing bad,” you shrug. “They said they liked my scent, so I guess it wasn’t the worst thing ever. Just… really embarrassing.”

Ha-rin beams, practically vibrating with excitement. “Oh, I’m so happy for you. But I need explicit details. How did they react? Did anyone else notice?”

You sigh, knowing there’s no escaping their curiosity, and launch into the full retelling as the food arrives. Between bites of bulgogi and japchae, you recount each moment—the warm smiles, the small but meaningful conversations, and, of course, the scent recognition.

Ha-rin nearly chokes on her rice when you mention Wooyoung’s reaction to the rubber chicken keychain. “I knew he’d love it! I could just feel it in my soul.”

“You would gravitate toward the most mischievous Omega in the group,” you tease, nudging her with your chopsticks.

Min Hyuk snickers. “She’s just projecting.”

“Hey!” Ha-rin pouts, crossing her arms. “I can appreciate good chaos.”

Min Hyuk chuckles before turning back to you. “So… did anything else happen? Any particular members stand out to you?”

You pause, recalling the way Seonghwa and Hongjoong lingered just a second too long, how their reactions to your words had been a little too intense to brush off as casual fan service.

“Not really,” you lie, shoving a bite of food into your mouth.

Min Hyuk eyes you suspiciously but lets it slide. “Well, whatever happens, you better not forget us when you become Ateez’s personal hairdresser.”

You nearly choke. “What?!”

“Oh, come on,” Ha-rin joins in, grinning. “You said their stylist was out on leave, right? You’ve been freelancing since RAVN disbanded—you should just apply to KQ and see what happens.”

You scoff, waving them off. “Yeah, right. Like they’d hire me.”

“Why not?” Min Hyuk asks. “You’ve worked with idols before. You handled five men under constant scrutiny for years—Ateez would be nothing compared to that.”

You purse your lips, suddenly feeling the weight of the past few months. Losing your stable job with RAVN had thrown your life into uncertainty, and while freelancing was keeping you afloat, it wasn’t the same. You missed the structure, the consistency, the sense of belonging. 

“I don’t know…” you murmur. “It just feels like a long shot.”

Ha-rin nudges your arm. “The worst they can do is say no.”

Min Hyuk nods. “And if they say yes? That could change everything.”

You exhale, staring at your plate. The idea had never crossed your mind before, but now, sitting here with your best friends, it doesn’t seem so ridiculous. “…Maybe I’ll think about it.”

As you toy with your chopsticks, Min Hyuk suddenly leans back with a smug grin. “Enough about Y/N’s potential future as Ateez’s stylist. Let’s talk about me for a second.”

Ha-rin groans. “Oh god, here we go.”

You snort. “What now? Did you get cast in another commercial?”

Min Hyuk scoffs, clearly offended. “Excuse you. I’ll have you know I landed the male lead in an upcoming drama.”

Your eyes widen. “Wait—what? Seriously?”

He nods, looking far too pleased with himself. “Yep. It’s called Moonlight Echo. Filming starts next month.”

Ha-rin gasps dramatically, nearly dropping her chopsticks. “Shut up! You got the lead? That’s huge!”

You blink, still processing. “Min, that’s amazing! Why didn’t you tell us sooner?”

“I wanted to make sure everything was finalized first,” he admits, stealing a piece of japchae from your plate. “I play a music producer who falls for an up-and-coming singer he’s supposed to be mentoring, but—plot twist—she’s actually been lying about her identity the whole time.”

Ha-rin wiggles her eyebrows. “So… how many kissing scenes?”

Min Hyuk chokes on his drink. “That’s your first question?!”

You burst into laughter as he glares at both of you.

“Okay, okay,” you say, still giggling. “In all seriousness, I’m really proud of you, Min. You deserve this.”

His expression softens. “Thanks, Y/N. But don’t think I’m letting you off the hook—you’re still applying to KQ.”

You groan, but Ha-rin cheers, raising her glass. “To Min Hyuk’s rise as a leading man and to Y/N’s future job at KQ Entertainment!”

You shake your head, laughing as you clink your glass against theirs, but deep down, the idea doesn’t seem so impossible anymore.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .

The practice room at KQ is dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the harsh overhead fluorescent lights that buzz quietly. The faint hum contrasts sharply with the atmosphere in the room, which feels thick with tension. Yeosang, Mingi, San, Wooyoung, Jongho, and Yunho are scattered in a loose circle on the floor, their water bottles littered around them like forgotten props. Some of them are leaning against the mirrors, while others absentmindedly stretch or fiddle with their hands, trying to distract themselves from the palpable unease.

“I don’t want to talk bad about Joong-hyung or Hwa-hyung or anything,” Yeosang mutters quietly, his voice low as if he doesn’t want to make the words feel too real. “But I’m really worried about them. Something changed, and I know I’m not the only one who’s noticed it.” His eyes dart around, meeting the gaze of his members, each one catching the same unsettling vibe that’s been growing in the air since the fanmeet.

“Yeah,” Mingi agrees, his tone cautious yet urgent. “Things have been off since that day. What could have happened? We were all there... nothing seemed weird, but... now everything’s different.”

“I don’t know,” Yeosang sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “But I don’t like it when things get like this between any of us. It feels like something’s breaking.” He winces slightly, unsure whether to continue, but the weight of the situation is heavy in his chest.

Wooyoung scoffs from his spot on the floor, arms crossed, his usually playful demeanor replaced with a darker edge. “I hate it when they fight. It messes with the whole vibe, y’know? When things are off between them, it’s like... walking on eggshells. I can’t even breathe without worrying about who’s mad at who.”

Yunho, ever the optimist, stretches and tosses a towel over his shoulder before leaning casually against Mingi. He ignores the faux-irritation Mingi throws his way when he gets sweat on him. “This is getting ridiculous,” he mutters, his voice tinged with frustration. “They’ve barely looked at each other for days. And whenever they are in the same room, the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife.” He shudders as he rubs his neck, the thought of it making his shoulders tense.

San bounces his legs restlessly, eyes distant. “It’s more than just a fight,” he says, his voice quieter now but with an undeniable edge of concern. “Seonghwa-hyung is our Alpha. Hongjoong-hyung is our Leader. When they don’t talk, everything feels off balance. It’s like the whole Pack is out of sync.”

Wooyoung, always the one to speak his mind, lays himself dramatically across San’s lap, his usual carefree attitude fading into something more somber. “And the worst part? They’re acting like we don’t notice! We’re supposed to be close enough to see it when something’s wrong, but they’re pretending like everything’s fine. They always fix things quickly... so why hasn’t this time been the same?”

Jongho, ever observant and thoughtful, adds in his quiet, yet piercing voice, “I think it’s Hongjoong-ie. There’s something off about him, something deeper than just the argument. He hasn’t been sleeping much, and... he looks exhausted. Like he’s carrying something heavy but doesn’t want to show it.”

The others hum in agreement, their faces reflecting the same concern as they recall Hongjoong’s growing frustration, the distance he’s been putting between himself and everyone else. They’ve all seen it—how he’s been retreating, physically and emotionally, every time they try to reach him.

Yunho mutters under his breath, " He’s been pushing himself harder than usual. More than normal. And it’s not like him.”

Wooyoung nods, his brow furrowing in worry. “Yeah, it’s like... more than just stress. He’s usually the one who keeps everything together, but now, it’s like something’s broken.”

Yeosang rubs his arms nervously, a cold shiver running down his spine. “Something’s definitely off with him,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper. “I really hope he’s okay.”

Jongho hesitates for a moment as if weighing whether he should speak up, but finally, he does. “I don’t want to speculate, but... his scent. It’s different. It’s stronger... more dominant. I noticed it the other night when I passed by his studio.” His words hang in the air, heavy with implication, and a cold feeling spreads among the group.

San frowns, the thought unsettling him. “So what? He’s just stressed, right? That’s probably all it is.”

Mingi, who’s been quietly processing the situation, cuts in with a more serious tone. “No, I’ve noticed it too. It’s different, like... something’s changed. And Seonghwa’s been reacting to it, even if he’s not saying anything.” He stares at the floor, his voice growing quieter. “This isn’t good. Not at all.”

Before any of them can offer a response or try to piece anything together, the door to the practice room suddenly slams open, the noise sharp against the stillness of the room. Immediately, the atmosphere shifts, as though the very air tightens in response to the person who has entered.

It’s Hongjoong.

He walks in, his presence undeniably commanding, and his normal scent of maple and chili fills the room. But today, the chili is more pronounced, the spicy note almost overwhelming, as if it’s clinging to the air in a way it never has before. His presence feels heavier and more intense, the shift in the room is almost palpable.

Yeosang stiffens, his omega instincts flaring up instantly, making him keenly aware of the change in Hongjoong’s aura.

Wooyoung shivers, though he quickly tries to mask it with a playful scoff, but the unease in his eyes is unmistakable.

Hongjoong, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere, rolls his shoulders, exhaling deeply as if shaking off the weight of the world. “What are you guys just sitting around for?” he asks, his voice a little deeper, almost instinctively demanding. “Practice isn’t over.”

The members exchange looks, their uncertainty hanging in the air like an unspoken question. It’s as if they’re all waiting for something—anything—that will help them make sense of what’s happening.

Wooyoung is the first to break the silence, his usual playful tone now laced with genuine concern. " Hyung... are you okay?”

Hongjoong freezes for just a moment, the briefest flicker of something passing across his expression, before he shakes it off as if it were nothing. “I’m fine,” he mutters, his gaze darting around the room before settling elsewhere. “Where’s Hwa?”

Jongho shrugs, his expression unreadable. " He left earlier. No idea where he went.”

Hongjoong clicks his tongue, his expression blank, and without another word, he strides toward the mirror to begin stretching, as if everything is normal. But the Pack watches him carefully, their realization sinking in slowly but surely. Something is definitely different about Hongjoong—though none of them can pinpoint exactly what. The air is thick with tension, but the silence is deafening as they all try to figure out what’s really going on.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .

Seonghwa’s lavender and sandalwood scent comes off as a burnt forest with a field of flowers. The rush of emotions drastically makes his scent shift as he thinks about the changes in both himself and Hongjoong. The night air and the emptiness of the park somewhat helped him cool off the slowly bubbling anger beneath the surface. Thoughts raced through Seonghwa’s mind as he stared up at the stars.

‘What changed in Hongjoong recently?’

‘He wasn’t always like this…did I cause this?’

‘Was he right? Am I overbearing?’

Seonghwa is pulled away from his thoughts when he spots a figure stumbling down the path, almost bumping into the bench he’s on. “Oh!” He instinctively catches her before she falls, gently sitting her down on the bench. “Miss? Are you alright?” He looked over your face. ‘Wait a minute…isn’t she that girl from the fanmeet?’

You look up at the man who caught you. “Oh, look, a pretty man caught me. Wow, you’re idol type pretty, sir. Thank you for catching me. But you look sad. Why are you sad, pretty?”

Seonghwa felt his cheeks burn at the unexpected compliment. “It’s nothing.”

“But you look like you want to cry about it and someone like you shouldn’t. I’m tipsy, not blind. You smell like a field of forest flowers after a rainstorm. Why’re you sad?”

“Something’s off with my…” ‘Should I say mate? I mean Hongjoong is my mate but people outside of KQ don’t know that we’re a pack with pairings…But at the same time will she remember this? Although I don’t think I’ll see her again so maybe this won’t bite me in the ass later…’

“Hello? Pretty sir? Are you still with me?” You tilt your head as you gently wave your hand in front of his eyes. 

“Oh, sorry. Yeah, um, I guess my mate. He’s been acting differently lately. It’s not like him. I mean yes, there are times when he can exude authority but this is different…he’s, i don’t know, angrier? I don’t know what to do? I want to talk to him but I don’t want to seem like I’m mothering or anything…I’m sorry I just dumped my problems on you.”

You heard maybe half of that, temporarily distracted by how pretty and somewhat familiar this guy looked with the mask on…weird. “Well, change always happens in a relationship. Be it good or bad, it’s up to you if you’re willing to change as well or stay stuck in one place. Be the sand that flows in the ocean, not the stubborn boulder stuck to the seafloor.”

Seonghwa thought about the analogy you gave him. “Thank you…” he mumbles, nodding softly. 

You bow and get up, placing your hand on his shoulder. “I…I gotta get home. My Mandu…she’s probably fussing about why I’m not home to pet her belly.”

“Mandu?” Seonghwa’s head tilted before following after you when you started to stumble again. “Wait, are you sure you don’t want me to get a cab for you? What if you live in a bad neighborhood?”

You give him a slightly drunk smile. “I’ll be fine, Mr. Pretty. But thank you for worrying. Have a good night and good luck.”

Seonghwa watches you stumble and walk down the path. “Mr. Pretty?” He was used to being called pretty by fans and his fellow packmates but from you, for some reason, it felt…different.

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[bi-hanssnowflake]

BI-HAN X EZRA •SELFIES

I LOVE how this turned out! 😫😊😨👍🥰🥹

First oc x canon character picture edit in forever.

• Little imagine below / MNDI.

• slight teasing, few curse words , Bi-hans extra flirty and touchy with Ezra.

• writing this at 3:40 in the morning

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Bi-han had come home from a tiring mission that evening , muscles sore and mind numb to anything else but a nice warm bath and his wife Ezra. The tired grandmaster walked down the hall to his and Ezra's shared master bedroom.

All decorated and smelt real nice , thanks to his beautiful wife. He couldn't help himself but chucke a little. A slight amused smirk tugging at the corner of his lips , watching his wife take pictures and mess with filters on her phone.

The gorgeous ravne-haired , blue eyed female had her back turned to her husband, sitting at the vanity she had moved in their room. Bi-han slowly kept up behind his wife admiring the back of her head , she wasn't paying too much attention to the vanity mirror , not to worried about her surroundings.

Bi-han had gotten onto her about that multiple times!

" Always! Have eyes in the back of your head! Never drop your guard for even one second , you could be jumped! Or attacked any second."

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"You're never too safe."

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"Woman?! Are you even listening to me?"

Bi-han chuckled at the old memeorss the two shared together , how she would look up at him with those pretty blue eyes , her smile that melts his cold heart. How she reaches last all his walls of stone and ice?! He doesn't know and still can't understand how she's so loyal to him , how she can love him-- him?! It's baffles him but he isn't complaining.

" What are you doing , Snowflake? " he finally spoke up , his deep raspy voice catching his wife's attention. He had a softer and warmer tone with her , still stoic but he tried more with her. He seen he had spooked her a bit , making him chuckled softly and shake his head.

Ezra had the biggest and happiest smile on her face , blue eyes bright and warm , filled with the purest love for this man. Her hand was on her chest , she was sitting in the vanity matching chair. " Baby! " she exclaimed happily. " I am just taking pictures , selfies of myself. Nothing special! " she explained to her husband , turning back to her phone on its stand.

Bi-han listened to her the whole time , not missing a word. He kept quiet letting her explain her little self- picture - taking fun ; admiring the fuck out of his beautiful wife. She kept talking and he just kept listening, standing a few feet behind her , her sweet voice how she smiled and her mannerisms. All too heart warming to him.

" Come here , handsome! Take one with me. " she chirped excitedly , her hand motioning him over in a come hither motion. The muscular grandmaster sighed softly and unfolded his arms , taking a few strides over to his wife. He stopped and stood beside her near her vanity chair. His large hands rested on the vanitys wooden edge , biceps and arm muscles flexed , distracting Ezra for a while as he hovered over her.

He was looking at her phone then noticed her staring at his arms , she always does this. Gets distracted over his arms , hands and voice. It made him chuckle , a slight smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth again. " You're staring. " he reminded her in a soft teasing manner. It snapped her out if her thoughts, Ezra shook her head and forced her brain to focus.

" Well! I can't help myself with how amazing you look! Ok? " she sassed her husband. " I blame Liu Kang. Made you too perfect!" Ezra huffed out , making him laugh.

" Look who's talking. " he retorted quickly. His brown eyes looking into her blue ones ; many thoughts running through his head about her. His eyes trailed down her face and body , he hadn't moved from his previous position; hovering over the vanities edge , his face close to hers. He grasped his mask in his hand and pulled it down , just to mess with her a little. He can flirt and look too , he isn't just grumpy and all serious! Well? Not really with Ezra.

Ezra was giggling and squealing like a little school girl on the inside. Her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink! It's always like he tried one uping her. Like she could never really get him to crack like he makes her submit. She does! He just doesn't want to give her that satisfaction.

" The beds gonna need to me changed , if you keep this up , before we sleep tonight. " Ezra finally spoke up and turned back to her phone. Bi-han leaned closer resting his maskless chisled face against hers , he spoke softly looking at the camera brown eyes darker now.

" I remember we had to wash the mattress last time as well. Not just the sheets , dear wife. " he mused in a relaxed taunting tone , he knew what he was doing to her. He moved one of his large hands off the vanity and rested it on her lower back , rubbing gentle teasing circles on it. He kissed along her cheek , venturing to her ear capturing the soft skin in-between his lips.

He nipped gently with his teeth , erupting a soft gasp from her ; small little snowflakes and ice particles formed upon the skin of her ear and below it some. It made her react so fast! She tensed so quick and narrowed her eyes slightly at his teasing. " Bi! Picture. " she reminded him , making him chuckle and sigh against her ear. Bi-han moved his head up , putting his mask back on and leaned into her again , resting his face against hers once again.

"Take it. " he urged her , patiently waiting for her to snap the picture of the two. Ezra didn't just take one , not two , not three! But 7 pictures of her and her husband. It made her happy he let her do something as sweet and innocent as taking a picture together.

Bi-han stood up straight and pulled his mask down once more , leaning in again to kiss her cheek and forehead. He closed his eyes , lips lingering on ber forehead for a few seconds before pulling away. " I'm going to have a bath. When I'm done I expect you on our bed , you can pick out a movie. " he stated , no room for questions or arguments.

Ezra had the BIGGEST shit eating grin on her face , " Breaking dawn part 1 then. " Ezra called out to him as he walled off to their bathroom connected to their bedroom , poor Bi-han.

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[quehao]

[adamichaelangelo]

💭 selfies

[blossom-hwa]

kim youngjo will not stop fucking me up. listen bitch when I said leedo was my bias YOU DID NOT NEED TO TAKE THAT AS A CHALLENGE

[fyeahoneus]

[#RAVN]

🔥🌹🌕🌕😈

[mimikittysblog]

🩷Masterlist🩷

💕 - fluff | 💔 - Angst | ❤️‍🔥 - Smut | 💘 - Suggestive

📋Tomorrow x Together

Lazy Valentines Date with TXT : 💕

OT5 TXT x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: How would TXT spend their valentines with their significant other when one of them or both are feeling a little bit lazy?

Birthday Texts from TXT: 💕

OT5 TXT x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: What TXT would text their significant other on their birthday.

TXT when Someone Badmouths You: 💕💔

OT5 TXT x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: How the boys would react when they hear and see someone badmouthing you, their lovely girlfriend.

📋 Oneus + Ravn

Birthday Texts from Oneus + Ravn : 💕💘

OT5 Oneus + Ravn x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: What Oneus and Ravn would text their significant other on their birthday.

Timestamps:

06:22 - Keonhee : 💕❤️‍🔥

📋 Enhypen

Lovesick: The Game : 💔

a Non-idol! Jay x Yandere! Video game character! Fem! Reader smau

Synopsis: Its been about a month since the breakup but Jay has yet to get over his ex. Trying to help his friends suggest he play a new game with them called Lovesick. A multiplayer game where they compete to win the heart of the girl in the game. Y/n. However as the game progresses things start to seem odd, creepy even. Its almost like y/n knows more than she should, and wants more than what she leads on.

Lonely Soul Under the Blossom : 💕💔

Non-idol! Jake x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Jake is an incredibly hard working student who only ever wants to do his best. However when things start getting too much, he can’t find it in himself to confide his concerns with his friends. So with a suggestion to just take time and relax under the famous cherry blossom tree he finds comfort in another lonely soul like him, though somehow he also unpacked something he never would have expected. Something about that very tree he had grown attached to.

Soon to Be: 💔💕❤️‍🔥

Husband! Jay x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: You and Jay are in the process of getting a divorce, however on this fateful night you found yourself under him once again. Is your soon to be divorce still gonna happen? Or will this moment change things for the better or the worse?

Enhypen Hyung Line Texts of You Wearing Their Clothes : ❤️‍🔥

Enhypen Hyung Line x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: How Enhypen’s hyung line would react when you send them a selfie of you wearing their clothes.

Enhypen Texts When You Suddenly Give Them Gifts : 💕

OT7 Enhypen x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: What each member of enhypen would text when their S/O suddenly gets them a gift for no special occasion.

BFF! Enhypen: Your Ex Tries to Get You Back : 💕💔

Synopsis: How each member of Enhypen would react when their best friend (who also happens to be their crush) has their ex trying to get you back.

Heeseung - Jay - Jake - Sunghoon - Sunoo - Jungwon - Niki

The Beater’s a Keeper : 💕❤️‍🔥

Slytherin! Beater! Jay x Hufflepuff! Fem! Reader // ft. A bit of Slytherin! Keeper! Heeseung x Hufflepuff! Jake

Synopsis: As much as you wanted your house to win the Quidditch Cup this season, watching your Slytherin boyfriend play for and win said cup is just as rewarding. What can you say? He looks mighty fine in his quidditch uniform. Plus Slytherins throw better celebration parties anyway. Parties where you get to congratulate your boyfriend appropriately… away from the public eye of course.

Timestamps:

15:35 - Jake : 💕

22:50 - Jay : 💕❤️‍🔥

📋 Ateez

Poly! Ateez Texts

Poly! Ateez x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Texts between Poly! Ateez and their girlfriend throughout their relationship as they get into all sorts of shenanigans

► Fashion Week Edition : 💕💘

► Halloween Edition : 💕💘

► Jealousy Edition : 💕

► Aniteez Date Edition : 💕❤️‍🔥

► Spoiled Edition : 💕💘

► Lingerie Edition : 💕💘

► Post-Concert Edition : ❤️‍🔥💕

The Princess : 💔💕❤️‍🔥

Mafia! Husbands! Poly! Ateez x Fem! Wife! Reader

Synopsis: If ATZ were asked what their prized possession is, they wouldn’t say what you think. It isn’t the money, the cars, the jewels, the priceless paintings or anything of the sorts. As cheesy and unexpected as it sounds, they would answer each other. Now while on surface that is true, the reality of it is their most prized possession, their true treasure, the one they don’t even dare let people know they have in true fear of it getting taken away, is you. Their Princess. So what would happen when one night, you don’t come home?

Poly Ateez! Headcanons:

Synopsis: Your life with Poly! Ateez

How You Met - How You Started Dating - Your Fights - Your Future

Timestamps:

21:40 - Poly! Ateez : 💕

18:53 - Poly! Ateez : 💕💘

23:55 - Poly! Ateez : 💕

08:00 - Poly! Yunsan : 💕❤️‍🔥

10:26 - Yunho : 💕

📋Stray Kids

Timestamp:

17:40 - Bang Chan : 💕💘

© mimikittysblog 2024

[tomoonies]

• oneus bios pt/br

eu i xion fantasiados de princesas da disney

perfil oficial de adoração a xion long hair, haters serão imediatamente direcionados a conta de report

oneus nunca errou e se errou foi tentando acertar!

ficha criminal limpa até falarem mal do oneus

leedo eh vdd q vc eh meu? eh vdd ss [seu nome/user]

trabalhando todo dia pra pagar as cervejas de kim geonhak

eu i keonhee tirando selfies juntinhos

clk = central loucos por keonhee

sou bissexual amo mulheres e kim youngjo

fale que o ravn é seu e sua conta vai parar no report

hwanwoong se vc fosse alto que altura teria?

dizem que o certo a se escrever é hwanwoong mas eu escrevo amor da minha vida

acervo videos do seoho sorrindo

pra que terapia quando tenho lee seoho cantando talking to the moon de graça?

[yngseung]

isac updates so far

1. ys stealing members phone and sending selfies via other members bubbles 2. km has a friend?? yeonho fonded while km was talking to friend!! 3. ys spinning on his knees 4. ys getting minchan and gye to spin on their knees 5. the members all leaving to go to the waiting room but dh didnt know so he was just awkwardly standing behind until fans told him where the boys went 6. ys greeted ravn! also cix seunghun and dkz kyoungyoon

[kingdomtual]

also might I add: at the end of bring it on there is such a shift in the mv - we first see Leedo and Keonhee in the dark outfits in this strange...dark world. There are tarot cards floating around them (I think, or maybe just regular cards but I recall seeing one with a half moon) and there’s a shining city behind them. That city automatically made me think of To Be Or Not To Be (which they briefly refer to in the lyrics)...????? Hello???? 

Are all these versions of Oneus, all of their choices, leading them to places, while trapping them in other places? Is there a version of Oneus that are still in that world of the Monarchs? 

So, I think there are specifically three versions of Oneus here. Oneus in their dark fits, Oneus in their white fits (which we only really see at the beginning and the end, they’re the ones being transported somewhere), and Oneus currently going through the game to find the ‘True Joker’ which are the more casual fits. (I could be wrong about this, but that’s all I recall seeing...) 

The Oneus currently going through the game are just...not taking it terribly seriously LOL maybe they realize they’ve done this before, idk. Keonhee especially seems unconcerned, but we even see Ravn taking selfies after...almost...dying? LOL and Seoho ready to fight it out, Leedo literally spends all his time looking at himself (fair enough) and Xion has arrows aimed right for him and is like, ‘k lol’ and Hwanwoong literally jumps down an elevator shaft LOL so...either they’re not concerned where these choices take them, or they seem to realize they’re invincible to some degree.

The ones in white have done the game, maybe they got caught trying to help their other versions (because in the teasers we saw them monitoring the others and then losing the connection) and now they’re in trouble~~~? it’s an idea, anyway.

And the ones in black have done the game, made their choices, but ended up somewhere they didn’t...exactly want to. They’re still trying to escape, to find that True Joker to get out of the game. It’s the only way out, right? Hmmm

Anyway, I just thought it was interesting how different all the versions of Oneus were. I’m sure we’ll get more info in the MV behind, because they’re so good about talking to us about that stuff LOL especially Keonhee.  BLESS KEONHEE. He’ll spill the tea <3 but those are my initial thoughts. 

[restingfornow]

ONEUS as you're fans randomly seeing you

Summary: You debuted a couple of years before them, ad they have been a big fan ever since, and they randomly meet you at RBW while you're visiting Dongmyeong(or just any artist)

Youngjo/RAVN:

-Thought that Hwanwoong was joking at first when he said he saw you while getting drinks with Dongju from the cafeteria downstairs.

-Is probably going to wait until you walk towards them to stop you and strike a conversation.

-His eyes would totally spark upon being finally able to meet you

-would totally ask you to make a song with him

-Would admit that he's you're fan for sure.

-Would also for a selfie

Seoho:

-His eyes went wide af when he saw you coming around the corner talking to your friend

-Another one who would be shy af

-Would ask you if you would want to record a song with him one day

-Would ask for an autograph or selfie with you.

Geonhak/LEEDO:

-Another one who didn't belive his member when he was being told that they saw you walking aroung the building while visiting someone.

-He didn't belive him until you both walked around the corner, walking into eachother.

-The both of you immediatly apologized to one another while bowing several times.

-Would also ask if you would be interested in making a song with him.

Keonhee:

-He's going to be so wholesome

-Wouldn't able to hide his shaking hand that he had due the excitement of finally being able to meet you personally.

-Would shyly ask you for an autograph with red cheeks and a nervous smile.

-Would jump in exitement when you happily agree.

-Someone save the members cuz he aint gonna stay silent or still for a while.

Hwanwoong:

-He is definetly not going to hide the fact that he's a big fan

-Will 100% ask you if you would like to hae a dance collaboration one day, and is going to be so happy when you tell him that you're going to talk with you're manager about it

-Would ask you to take a picture with him.

-And would maybe even ask you for you're number who knows

Dongju/XION:

-Couldn't belive it when you suddenly came up to him asking him about the whereabouts of his twin who seemed to have a lot of explaining to do after not telling him he knew you personally.

-Would lead you there and ask for an autograph.

-Will also not hear the rest of the members the end of it.

[bearseokie]

boyfriend! oneus

[ gender-neutral! ]

oneus m.list | navi. | nsfw! bf! oneus (M)

Ravn:

selfie game, strong! between his insane visuals and like-minded camera angles, you're never let down by his pretty selfies that he sends you throughout the day. mainly paired with his chin to his chest while he's pouting and a silly caption.

if you think his selfies are good, the way he takes couple pictures? chef's kiss. you're never low on pics to post to social media or to put on your fridge. even the embarrassing ones, but he'll whine about those later.

matching onesies or couple pajamas.

walks up to you just to rest his chin on your head or shoulder and breathe you in.

holds your hand in the way that his entire hand envelops the width of your fingers while you hold on to his thumb.

asks for you to buy him flowers more than he gets them for you. you can't help but want to see his eyes sparkle at the sight of a dozen roses, though.

is probably biting his lip unwillingly but also on purpose. it's a habit you learn to enjoy. he does it when he's focused too, so you always know if he's paying attention or not. as confident as he is, he blushes when you call him out for it.

wraps his arms all the way around your torso and picks you up in a hug just because he can.

will see something out of the corner of his eye and make a whole circle to turn towards it. usually it's a gift of a random item he thinks you'll adore, and you always do. you'll gain a little collection of things you never imagined you'd own being with him.

genuinely not used to physical contact and tends to be rougher than he means to be. he's a temperate boy that has a habit of patting your head or kissing you a little too hard because he's in love and is still learning.

talks your ears off when you're alone. if you don't pull his beanie over his face, he won't shut up.

comes across as intimidating, but is literally the most considerate person. like he will physically reel you backwards just to gently push away an eyelash from your cheek and kiss your lips.

big pant, big shirt. aka his and your big pant and big shirt. sharing is caring. he gets butterflies in his stomach watching your hand caress over the clothes hanging in his closet as you search for something to wear.

unintentional - but completely intentional - lip locking. like he'll bend over to reach across your form laying on the bed when you’re distracted and he’ll be right in your face. before you know it, you're sitting up and your lips are colliding. especially loves doing this in public because your warm face is his rapid beating heart.

will admit to others how much he loves you but will be so stubborn behind closed doors. says things like "are you sure we're talking about the same person? me, wait— me? I'm in love with you? no— no, you're right. I'm guilty."

pouty boy with big, pleading eyes all the time.

runs his fingertips over the lines of your hands. you catch him mimicking them on his own and smiling like an idiot when they match.

take his flannels. do it.

late nights where he bursts through your door while you're sleeping and shakes you awake to run a few lyrics by you. always second guesses himself, but when he sees that you're actually taken back by the words, he gets all smiley bolts back to work.

snuggles into your pillow until you lay down with him, then you're his true cuddle buddy.

Seoho:

dramatically pulls his coats off to put over your shoulders. his constant body heat can warm you up immediately.

takes you on movie dates just to sit in the very back and have heavy make outs with you. like panting, fingers laced in each other's hair, bodies fighting to get into each other’s seats — make out sessions.

his! laugh! the way you can get him to laugh is definitely one of his favorite things in the world, and his smile could light up a room. also has the tendency to laugh at you even when you're not being funny.

pushes his face into the crook of your neck to fall asleep. his breath on your skin can make you feel weird and loved at the same time, but his sound sleeps are worth it. also pushes you to lay on your back so he can curl up beside you and rub his forehead against you.

more chaotic dates where he does things you're afraid of just to show you not to be so scared. hugs you like a koala for the rest of the day.

matching outfits like crazy. even down to the accessories. loves spoiling you with new outfits even if you tell him you hate getting gifts so often.

hugs your waist and lifts you up to reach something instead of getting it down himself.

will have the same pic of you and him set as everything. his phone’s lockscreen, wallpaper, his laptop’s lockscreen, wallpaper, profile pics, it’s the only post on his social media.

so in love that it can come across as icky. blushing cheeks, sweaty palms, a bounce in his step.

mocks you like you’re already an old married couple. but his loving banter comes off as charming.

the saying 'know you like the back of my hand' had to have been written by him, himself, because he does, in fact, know you that well. he knows the different sounds of your sneezes - aka whether you have a cold or not. he knows the change of your morning voice versus the tone you have in the middle of the day. anything going through your mind, this man has down pact.

random night calls where he just goes 'I'm at the door, let me in." because his hands are too full to reach for his key. stumbles in with bags full of snacks and treats just to have you both sit on the floor eating and ranting until dawn.

the softest kisses. and I mean the softest kisses. like michael angelo adding details to his paintings, type soft. you can hardly ever feel them and barely knows he's there until he starts laughing or vibrating from the sudden eye contact you're giving him.

would rather waddle side to side in a back hug than let you go to walk somewhere alone.

has a list of everything he loves to share with you over time. movies, music, random memos in his phone.

included in those phone memos are literally so many details about you that it can make your eyes roll. he has the smallest details noted and little asterisks to remind him to write them down in a physical journal one day, but you might have to do that for him.

a lot quieter than he makes himself out to be. is basically a ghost when you're around him. the only way you really ever know where he is is if he's lugging around a bluetooth speaker with music playing.

messy! hair! he will literally refuse to brush his own hair until you do it for him. loves it more if you just use your fingers to comb his locks.

squinted eyes because he's smiling at you so hard that he'll probably bump into something in the process.

lets you hold both sides of his face in your palms. especially if he's cold. sometimes you can squish.

Leedo:

being with gunhak — it is literally a love novel.

warm eyes that sparkle when he looks at you. you notice it and keep quiet just to bask in his affection, but it’s always the first thing people mention when they talk about your relationship.

can’t help but reach his hand across the table to hold yours while you eat.

scrunches his nose when you say silly things.

the most attentive person when you’re telling a story. will sit with his chin in his palm and his eyes going between your gaze and lips as you speak. makes constant “mhm” and “ohh” sounds to let you know he’s right in the story with you. stops you to laugh at the way you say a specific word. you both spend hours sitting somewhere together just telling stories back and forth until the sun rises or sets.

can’t go a single day without throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you around.

has his hand on your lower back all day. like all day. in public, at home, in bed while you're sleeping. as long as his hand is on your back, you know he’s next to you.

his face is always a hotter temperature than the rest of his body, especially if you’ve been looking at him all day. crimson cheeks, red-tipped ears, reddened lips because he can’t stop kissing you.

sleeps with you laying in between his legs and your head on his chest. you fall asleep to the beat of his heartbeat while he plays with your fingers and listens to your breathing.

puts you in the shopping cart before any items just so he can wheel you around and listen to you laugh when he pretends he’s going to ram into something.

will pull the shirt/jacket/top he was wearing over his head and toss it to you to wear or hug if he’s leaving so you don’t miss him too much.

isn’t extremely good with speaking words to express what he wants to say, so oftentimes you find little notebook pages folded around the house with love notes written on them. him telling you how much he appreciates how much you do for him. him saying ‘i love you’ in different colored ink in different kinds of ways. sometimes a smashed flower in between the pages just for added scents. completely a cheesy romantic with love notes.

likes to let you drive so he can put his elbow against the window and stare at you from across the front of the vehicle. while you’re focused he’s grinning and giggling because it’s ‘super adorable’.

sends flowers to your work at the most inappropriate times in order to keep anyone that’s been flirting with you in their place. very subtle about being protective, and thankfully never has to make large leaps to have others understand you’re unavailable. thinks it’s the best thing in the world when someone is eyeing you and you come running to him to dramatically toss your arms around his neck and place a kiss on his lips.

enjoys having cleverly matching pieces. a pair of earrings shared between the two of you. matching bracelets. soft cotton shirts you can wear on your days off. two blankets of the same designs but different colors.

severely embraces breaking his shyness when it comes to pda. will pull you into his arms and kiss you while walking down the street. lets you sit on his lap in a busy place. carries you on his back around big stores.

works out with you around him. if he wants to do sit ups, you're holding his feet. if he wants to do push ups, you're laying under him giving him kisses every time he comes down.

forehead kisses. temple kisses. cheek kisses. literally all of the softest kisses.

terribly difficult to wake up, but the sound of your voice will draw his lids to open in an instant so he can see your smiling face.

super nervous about the entire relationship so you have to guide him at a reasonable pace. hold his hand first, kiss him first, even say 'i love you' first, but he'll return it all in a beat after you express your love.

Hwanwoong:

would be the one to have that situation where you met by running into each other at full force and had to laugh it off despite how much pain you were both in. he does something like offer to buy you a drink as an apology and then he never leaves your side.

sits with him between your legs and his back pressed into your front so you can hug him around his waist and lean on him.

smells are a huge deal to him. hoards light scented candles and renames them with comic titles or references to your relationship just to make you laugh when he calls them out in conversations.

runs his fingers through your hair as a way of showing affection on a regular basis. if you’re in public, he’ll sneak in a quick kiss just because he isn’t huge on pda.

but not liking pda doesn't mean he won't cling to you behind closed doors. he can't go very long without brushing his skin against your own, even in a subtle way.

physically capable of making meals on his own, or with you, but he's too lazy. enjoy the take out! also huge on getting snack foods to feed you in a romantic way without it being intentional.

quiet. very quiet. he enjoys silence while holding you or waking up in the midst of the night just to hear you sleeping peacefully. it's his solace.

although he gets whiny, he will let you do anything you want to him. test out makeup looks on him, play with his hair, make him dress up for you. just as long as you can reciprocate by going on sweet dates with him or let him read his favorite stories to you, he's all for it.

gets you random, very personal gifts. his attentiveness is insane, so he'll give you something like a better-formed pillow to help you sleep or a journal of your silly inside jokes to keep around when you have to be apart.

pretends he's not emotional during the day only to spill the deepest things to you at night. you're his diary and he loves you for that.

but with his distant state, you're still the one to notice things first. if he's too tired, if he's hungry - you know the tell-tale signs and can quietly get him back on his feet. you’re basically his weakness and muse all at once.

he might be the last one to wake up, but that's just because he enjoys knowing you slept by his side all night.

tilts your head to the side to kiss you because he thinks it's romantic.

doesn't care who you think you are, he will give you a piggyback ride.

does that thing where you'll be doing something important and he'll be sat next to you whispering jokes into your ear to keep you from getting stressed. also has to hold your hand the entire time or else he'll get up.

intuitive to your emotions and feelings. if you're in pain somewhere, he's in pain. if you're laughing, he's laughing.

the most pleasing, deep morning voice ever. doesn't even have to try. it's like two octaves lower than his regular voice and will always give you the shivers.

instead of big things for dates he does tasks like have all of your house chores done when you return or studies up on your school work to help you out. it's his way of showing affection and appreciation. but he does bigger things too like cover your bathroom in flower petals with a nice bath running when you get home.

has a tendency of saying your name the most when he’s sleeping.

makes choreography and dedicates them to you all the time. will tug you into the practice room to show you moves. but then he's giggling uncontrollably and starts complimenting you until you kiss him.

Keonhee:

records everything all the time. has backup storage just so he can film everything you both do or take a thousand pictures. spends literal hours printing out the pictures to make photo albums or put them on his wall so he never has to go a moment without seeing you. carries around a physical, mini album just to stare at while he’s traveling or feels lonely.

loves showering with you. will take the showerhead off of the wall and hold it over you while making lightsaber sounds.

loves the sound of you saying his name more than anything. when he's happy, upset, angry - just a call of his name can settle his emotions. and maybe a kiss too.

will sit or lay somewhere and just stare at you with a big, goofy grin on his face and loving sparkles in his eyes for no particular reason.

claps your hands together before he holds them.

makes music playlists titled with hysterical names that are more distracting than the chaos of the actual list. names them with emojis and such to see if you can code his secret love messages.

his lips are always redder than normal around you. quite literally doesn't know when or how to stop kissing you.

cannot comprehend how he could love someone more than you. it's that dumb love like he'll trip over his own two feet, say your name instead of his own when ordering something, or even intentionally get something he hates just because you like it.

changes the color of the led lights to define the mood. happy, sad, sexy time. the room is a rainbow every week.

contrary to popular belief of the cancer man, he's not clingy until you tell him to be. postpones all physical contact to the last moment when you ask why he's distant and give him consent to holding you whenever he wants. then he never lets you go.

has to be even in height with you ninety percent of the day, even if you're off by a few centimeters. helps you sit on the kitchen counter, hunches to kiss you, lifts you up by your waist.

being on opposite ends of a room while he's doing hand gestures and silently singing you the song stuck in his head.

his most genuine habit is giving away all of his emotions in his eyes. one glance and you know exactly how he feels, even if he isn't speaking about it aloud.

thinks being out in the rain is extremely romantic but will pull you back inside at the first drop because "you might get a cold".

hardly wears clothes when he starts getting seriously comfortable with you. no shirt, maybe some pajama pants, maybe some socks with random patterns on them. if he gets hot at any point, shield your eyes.

pouts without actually pouting. you'll hear a little huff from beside you instead.

put your belongings into the rips of his jeans instead of his pockets. they're 'safe'.

visibly shudders when he gets to hold your hand after a long day.

so many shoulder kisses you can't even keep up with them anymore.

you have a collection of him scrunching his nose when you're trying to get soft couple pictures because he can't take it seriously.

Xion:

if you fall asleep on him at any point during the day, he'll wrap you in his jacket or a blanket around you and carry you to bed. he'll let you rest comfortably while he lays beside you and watches you sleep while running his fingers across your face in a loving way.

sleeps holding your hand no matter what position you're both in.

dates are basically: carnivals to sit at the top of the ferris wheel and make out peacefully, picnics in the park to pick flowers and put them in your hair, going to bookstores just to shuffle through the comics and mangas.

bites you. slowly. he’s not the type to just bite into your skin randomly, more like you’ll get big puppy eyes and know he’s up to something before you feel a little nibble.

competitive in an ‘i’ll let you win if you give me a kiss’ way. guess who always wins. sike it’s him because he can use it as an excuse to make you pouty and then kiss you until you can’t even pretend to be angry anymore.

loves singing to you and only you.

hand-makes you jewelry because he finds it more endearing than buying them. plus it's sentimental.

hates blushing in front of others, but you can make him blush from a few words. loves the pet names you come up with. they sound like common conversation pieces so no one questions why you said them until they notice his face is nearly crimson.

unintentionally does romantic stuff. plays ballads over a speaker while prancing around until you take his hand and dance with him. finds a rose bush and gently clips a single flower to put in a vase for you. absentmindedly kisses your knuckles when he sees you for the first time in a while.

has the hardest time showing emotions, but does have the tendency to cry when parting or send you chain texts about how much he misses you when he's away.

random cheek kisses throughout the day.

sweater paws because you're both wearing his large hoodies and holding hands.

has more soft objects than you've ever witnessed a person own. now they're partially yours, so choose a stuffed animal.

random store dates where you go inside and find the strangest items you both fall in love with and get to put on display at home. you know when you go to someone's house and see an object that makes you question how it got there? he gets a lot of those for the two of you. 'conversation pieces', he says.

remembers cheesy quotes to tell you throughout the day to make you smile. if he wasn't in love, he'd never think twice about memorizing them.

probably thinking about kissing you every second of every day, but he uses his kisses wisely.

steals your shirts to sleep with when he's away because they smell like you.

cannot handle more than holding your hand in public at first, but he'll learn to love pda very quickly if you enjoy it.

where has all his phone's storage gone? oh, they're just pictures of you sleeping.

so adorned by you that his eyes literally sparkle, even if you're in his peripheral.

[quehao]

[ancdtlst]

Hi, can I ask for a "Oneus in a party" scenario?

Thank you~

ONEUS in a Party

Hi! Thank you for dropping us a request. Hope you enjoy this. Have a nice day! 💜

Kim Youngjo / Ravn

Smokes when he drunk. When he is sober, cigarettes are unhealthy and have a nasty smell. He despised it when his friends smokes around him but when he gets drunk, he would have four to five cigarettes in his hand and it would be his friends’ turn to despise him.

Lee Seoho

The playlist hijacker. He would judge all the songs that were played in the party and would questioning their song of choice. He would busting out the songs that were made for parties and probably the last one to take song requests.

Kim Geonhak / Leedo

He is the baby-sitter. He know when to stop drinking as he could not hold his liquor and he knew his friends would definitely got into troubles when they were drunk. Being the “baby-sitter” amongst his drunk friends is like being a kindergarten teacher on a field trip, except it is an extreme one.

Lee Keonhee

He is the superstar in the party. He knew all the dances, all the lyrics— he basically knew every existence of the songs in the party. Party with Keonhee is like an audition night. You will have fun with him and he knew how exactly to have fun in party.

Yeo Hwanwoong

Professional bong player. If you went to a party that has beer pong, Hwanwoong is definitely the right person to brought along with. He may seems a little nerd but to him, beer pong is not just a game. It is his lifestyle.

Son Dongju / Xion

The paparazzi. You will find him roaming in the party with a selfie stick in one hand and a power bank in the other one. He would make sure every single part or moment in the party is well documented, so he could especially use it against his friend. So stay away from him when you are drunk.

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[Oneus] Ravn as your boyfriend

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he radiates ideal boyfriend energy tbh??

like everything about him just SCREAMS boyfriend

like pls just the selfies he tends to bombard ToMoon with,,, the way he dresses,,, how he is so handsome yet so soft,,,

and I feel like he’s not just like that with his fans, but also with the person he dates - on a more intimate level of course, since you guys will be a couple after all

sends you tons of selfies and other aesthetic pictures his members and friends take for him so you can use them as your phone backgrounds and have enough material to alternate

you will be the first one he comes to when trying out a new look or hairstyle for a comeback

though he’ll probably ask questions like “I look good, right?” or “This suits me perfectly, doesn’t it?” he will be grateful to hear your honest opinion, even if you don’t always agree with him

in general he will be very confident and flirty with you, and he will have that very self-satisfied grin on his lips whenever he manages to turn you into a flustered blushing mess

however, he won’t walk away all savage then, quite the opposite actually

he’ll just trap you in a very soft and warm hug, holding you tight, and you can feel how you aren’t the only one whose heart is racing in those moments

even though he acts all confident, you have no idea how weak you make him really

he thinks you’re the most adorable thing in the whole world

just like he makes sure you have a whole collection of pictures of him on your phone, he will also keep taking pictures of you whenever (with or without permission lol) so he can look at your face even when he’s busy with work and you can’t see each other in person for a while

I imagine he’d be very cuddly when you two spend some quality time together, even more so when he’s been missing you for a while

he will shower you in kisses then and make you feel just how much he treasures and loves you with every oh so little touch of his

he’d also be such a good person to just talk to and a safe haven for you when you’re having trouble with something - just like it would be the other way around

the trust between you two would grow into something pretty much unbreakable after countless nights of talking to each other openly and honestly, and sometimes also crying together

I think at first he’d be a bit hesitant to let his emotions show that much, because he doesn’t want to burden you with his own problems

but I think especially if you’re older than him he’d open up to you rather quickly and learn that it’s okay to lean on you sometimes, just like you sometimes lean on him

as for dates I think he likes it classic, yet never afraid to go out of his way to make every single one as enjoyable and special for you as possible

like there will be times when he takes you out to a fancy restaurant, treating you to an expensive dinner with some wine and candle light and all of that fancy stuff

and he will take you there proudly, not exactly showing you off, but he would never deny that he’s in a relationship with you, despite being an idol

and then there’s also times when you two just order take out food and have a cozy movie date on your own sofa, with soft blankets and using each other as pillows, snuggling up to each other closely

of course you will try to pick out an interesting movie, but really anything’s worthwhile to watch so long as you watch it together

he will be super excited though if you’re willing to watch his favorite movies with him, and even more so if you’re a fan of them too

I think he’s also the type to mindlessly let his fingertips draw patterns on your arms or back as he gets absorbed into the movie

and once and again he will look at you to see what expressions you make and to make sure he isn’t the only one enjoying himself

at times he will stay up whole nights because you inspired him to write a new song, or because he came up with some lyrics about or for you

he’s a little shy about asking the company to include those in Oneus’ albums though - he’d rather rap or sing them to just you

and maybe some of those lyrics are really only meant to be heard by you

[fyeahoneus]

[#RAVN]

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