astrozuya

[astrozuya]

hi everyone, i'm sorry for being so inactive on here. i haven't lost interest in kpop or any of the fandoms i'm in, i promise. i'm just not doing too great rn mentally and i'm struggling a little trying to keep up with life haha </3

i think i'm going to go on a hiatus for a month or so. i promise i'll be back, i just need some time to figure stuff out. on a happier note, tysm for 1.1k followers omg u guys are insane !! take care of yourselves and i hope u have the funnest happiest summer ever !! ilysm <3

[astrozuya]

☆ SUNDAY MORNING — hong joshua.

⊹ . ♡ pairings. joshua x male!reader. fluff. 0.7k wc. warnings: established relationship. ࿐ ♡ ˚ .

you've always secretly thought of joshua hong as perfect. logically, you know that humans are messy and imperfect despite however they might appear on the surface, but looking at joshua, you just can't see it.

maybe it's the rose tinted glasses of budding love painting him in a different light, but to you, joshua could never be anything but perfect.

it's a thought that often crosses your mind when you think about your boyfriend, and it's one that presents itself now, as he emerges from the bedroom and stands in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe, smiling sleepily at you.

his hair is fluffy and mussed up, his eyes and skin lit up golden by the sunlight, and when he mumbles out a quiet, "good morning, sweetheart," his voice is a little hoarse and sleepy, though it still has that honeyed quality to it that you've come to know and adore.

you're so lost in affection for him that it isn't until he sits down on the couch next to you that you realize you haven't replied. "good morning," you say quickly, still a little distracted by how pretty he looks. shua likes calling you 'pretty boy', but in your opinion, no one could ever, ever beat shua at being pretty. the word was made for him.

joshua smiles mischievously at you and pulls you onto his lap. his shirtless chest and arms are warm as they close around you. he buries his face into the crook of your neck and mumbles, "what were you thinking about that had you so lost in thought, hm?"

you glance up at him, taking in the warm tones of his skin, the rich brown hues of his eyes, the way the sunlight filtering in through the windows dances across the lines of his face. "you."

shua laughs, a little flustered, and takes your hand in his, threading his fingers through yours. "your flirting is too much for me, prince, i'm swooning."

the nickname is one shua often uses for you, but it still has you melting. you avert your eyes from his and glance instead at the soft material of his sweatpants. "you're one to talk."

joshua grins at that and relaxes into the couch, tightening his grip around you. when you try and get up he frowns and pulls you closer, whining, "no, stay. for a little longer, okay?"

"but shua, it's—"

"sunday morning!" then he adds, "time to relax and cuddle with me. if you try and move, i'll start singing—"

"please, no." you reply flatly. you love shua's voice, but you've gotten sick of hearing sunday morning. you've heard him sing it so many times you could sing it in your sleep. "shua, i have to get up."

"nooo," he whines playfully. "stay, and then i'll make us breakfast later."

you level him with a serious look. "pancakes?"

he nods back, equally serious. "pancakes. with syrup and fruit and everything."

"hmm." you tilt your head to the side playfully, as if considering the offer, even though you know that there's nothing you want more than to stay close to him for eternity. "...alright then."

shua smiles smugly and presses a kiss to your exposed neck. "you look good in my sweatshirt, by the way."

you hadn't even noticed you'd worn his sweatshirt. maybe it had something to do with the uncomfortable restlessness and thoughts running through your head that caused you to wake up early. you'd grabbed his clothes to wear almost unconsciously, seeking comfort in the familiar softness, and the safe scent of joshua's clothes— sunlight and his strawberry shampoo.

"sorry," you start to reply, only for him to cut you off. "it's fine, love. like i said, you look good in it."

"thanks." then you smile at him. "you look good without it."

he gasps dramatically, looking down first at his shirtless chest, then at your playful smile. "y/n, i said i couldn't handle your flirting, are you trying to kill me?"

"but you're a bigger flirt," you counter. he hums and rests his chin on your shoulder. "only with you."

your gaze flickers up to meet his, and he leans in, lips slightly parted, his eyes shimmering with desire.

you angle your head up and press your lips to his, and his hand goes to rest against your back.

it's fine, you suppose. the pancakes can wait.

notes: requested by @haocovr. this req was so cute omg, elio i hope i did ur request justice and that u liked this !!

[astrozuya]

M𝗶LK & C𝗢𝗢K𝗶𝗘S! ── DOMESTiC ACTS.

✶ : 1.1k, txt choi line & gn!reader, fluff, humor (?), a bit of angst in beomgyu’s, estabilished relationship. ⚠ : mentions of food, lowercase intended, mentions of kissing, pet names, 1 small curse. no au set though idol!soobin is slightly implied. ੭ : bunny soob enthusiast right here Hello

CHOi YEONJUN⠀𑁨⠀최연준

yeonjun does everything he can to keep you glued to his skin whenever you two are at home, no matter what

but sleeping next to him is the worst thing EVER

he clings to your waist and tangles your legs together so you can't escape from his deathly grip

when you wake up trying to push his weight from you, jun yawns with a quick stretch

as soon as your eyes meet, his own crinkle with a lazy beam

“hi, babe ^_^” he mumbles giddily, hands reaching up for your cheeks and lips pressed flush to your face

even though he's not the best cook, he loves to try new recipes when you're craving a specific thing for lunch

he also adores playing old jazz songs on his portable radio while doing so

and if you approach him within a radius of 3 meters, jun will find a way to make you dance with him

soon, what was supposed to be a cooking session of his turns into your personal dance class

his hands are normally laced to yours when you're having online classes, cheek on your lap while the teacher keeps rambling

fun fact but he likes your hands a lot, especially tracing the lines on your palms

sometimes you'll even catch him writing his name on them with his fingers, the tongue poking out deceiving him

one of his favorite things to do with you is his skincare routine, followed by multiple rounds of board games and snacks

he's extremely careful with your skin, you won't apply any product yourself if he's there to help you

“jun, y'know i can put on the mask myself, right?”

“but why would you when i can do it for you instead?” cue the cockiest eyebrow raise and smirk to ever exist (it soon morphs into his gentle smile, just wait for a bit)

the night ends with an intense game of monopoly and two bowls of half-burnt popcorn next to both of you

(he doesn't want a single phone near you during your quality time!!!!!!)

you're definitely cheating and yeonjun threw some tantrums because of it, but halfway through the game he gives up on trying to make you play fair

this man is so whipped he starts staring at your face with his chin resting on his propped-up knee

when you take note of this BOOM your downfall came

he takes advantage of your flustered state because of his intense, loving gaze, and manages to steal your money without you seeing it

yeonjun will most likely confess it later… but only if you confess that you also cheated

⠀ ⠀

CHOi SOOBiN⠀𑁨⠀최수빈

listen, soobin is a stress baker

one moment he's at the highest point of his life, the next he's brutally mixing a bunch of nuts into a dough while cursing his members

but since you came into his life, everything changed

not really everything, but you get the drill

now, what happens is either 1: you're forced by his sparkly eyes and pout (a grown man pouting........) to bake with him OR

2: you wake up every sunday to the aroma of freshly baked bread, fruit cakes, and biscuits

soobin has this baby pink waist apron with pearls embroidered on it, lace ribbons around, and a rabbit face in the middle

he got it from taehyun (who made it himself) right after they moved in together

teen soob was fighting for his life back then, thinking it was the most humiliating thing ever, and that taehyun had just squashed his pride

but now he uses it proudly, and it's his favorite apron to use with his white sweater, sleeves rolled up and cheeks caked with flour did you get it

he loooves when you compliment his traditional baking outfit, replying to it with an awkward grin

ties your shoelaces when you're leaving the house and unties them when you get back

and then proceeds to keep muttering the “bunny ears, bunny ears, playing by a tree” rhyme under his breath without even noticing it <’3

this man is also a compulsive buyer and he WILL spend all his money on matching stuff for you, him, and odi

every once in a while he drops an amazon box on your bed, saying “open it.”

you comply worriedly, and there's a 98% of chance that there are two pjs with a strawberry print, and a mini strawberry hat for odi

he forces you to use it

and odi too

anime nights with him are a must!!! he lets you pick any show that you want to watch, cuddling you & stealing shy kisses throughout it

soob also asks you to help him with his japanese, even if you're not fluent in it

he grabs his jpn notebook and flashcards, asking you to read what's written in it whilst he translates it into his desired language

you get paid back with more kisses and snuggles 🫡 (and baked goods too)

⠀ ⠀

CHOi BEOMGYU⠀𑁨⠀최범규

if you thought yeonjun was bad for all the clingy stuff, beomgyu is ten times worse

constant forehead pecks, back hugs, and cheek bites are common in your relationship

such a gentle, but playful lover

lives for late-night walks with you, fingers interlocked, nonsense thrown in the air

if the weather gets chilly and you forget to grab your coat, he'll laugh so hard at your freezing form

“how could you forget your coat, seriously!” cackles from beomgyu. pause. oh god, he's taking off his hoodie. oh god, he's putting it in your hands… “i don't want you to catch a cold.”

can you guys hear me screaming!!!!!!!!!!!!

will whine sometimes, begging for a hug in the middle of the empty street because he's only wearing a t-shirt and sweats now

the passerby stray dog side eyes him

buries his cold nose on your neck and huffs when you tease him for “forgetting his hoodie at home”

gyu has this one knack for bumping his hip with yours whenever you're brushing your teeth together

awaits for your giggles with expectant eyes, them turning into crescents when you find his beam covered by foam stupidly funny

he's so awful at getting groceries by himself that he needs you on facetime with him every time so he won't get only ramyeon for all the meals

“is this the right brand of apples you always get, love?”

“what the hell do you mean by ‘brand’, beomgyu?????”

“OH my bad, i meant apple breed.”

professional clothes stealer™

has this weekly battle with you where one has to create an outfit with the other's clothes and use it for a whole day

somehow manages to pull off your clothes? he even suggests a wardrobe switch after people start complimenting him

serenades you when you're feeling down :(

his love language is already words of affirmation — and he shows it all the time — but especially when you're sad

you're curled up in your covers and he's playing your favorite love song in his guitar, switching any pet names in it to your name

it pains beomgyu a lot seeing you in such a state, so he offers any sort of comfort he can if it means that he'll see his favorite smile once again

⠀ ⠀ © soov, 2O23.

[astrozuya]

TXT tucking you in before leaving for a night schedule

Fluff, no warnings!

Please let me know which one is your favourite!

☆ gender neutral reader

Soobin

It takes Soobin longer than he would care to admit to leave the couch, pressing one last kiss to your face before pulling away - no wait, just one more - before untangling his arms from around you and getting to his feet. He glances back at you on his way to get his jacket and you look so lonely there by yourself now, you pout at each other. There’s just one more thing he has to do before he can put on his shoes and go. You think he’s coming back for another kiss while he puts on his jacket, but when he raises it, it comes down and over you. He tucks it around your shoulders and you slip your arms through the sleeves, wearing it back to front. It’s big enough on you to act as a blanket, bonus, it smells like him. He smiles down at you and strokes your hair, and now he really has to go because he’s getting a call from his driver who is downstairs waiting.

Yeonjun

You exit the bathroom, all warm from your shower, into your bedroom and notice something strange. Your pillowcase was always white, and now it’s black. Your attention shifts to your boyfriend who stands at the end of your bed, smiling at you. He’ll tuck you in, he says. You climb into bed, eyeing the pillow again. Wasn’t it white? It’s his shirt, Yeonjun tells you, so you can fall asleep imagining it’s his chest your head is laying on. His eyes have that sparkle, his grin wide, the way he always looks when he does something cheesy like this, as he pulls the covers up around you. You turn to kiss him, but he’s leaning over to your nightstand, the tv suddenly turning on with your favourite movie ready to play on the screen.

Beomgyu

He pulls his arm out from under you ever so carefully, retreating from the bed so slowly it would look as if he was moving in slow motion; the sheets sound so loud to him when he’s trying to be quiet. Ten minutes ago you were chatting together, until he was talking and getting no reply; you were out like a light. He had told you that you didn’t have to stay awake and keep him company until his schedule, but you had insisted on spending as much time with him as you could get. Now he has to leave, but you’re laying on top of the duvet and he won’t be here to keep you warm and he doesn’t want you to get cold and wake up. He tiptoes out of the room and dashes to the cupboard, retrieves the fluffiest blanket of all and comes quietly back to spread it gently over you. You look so peaceful and adorable that he wants to kiss your cheek goodbye but he won’t risk it, backing towards the door and, with one final look, turns out the light. He can’t wait to come home.

Taehyun

You always have a later dinner on the nights Taehyun has a schedule. He’s always said you don’t have to wait and eat when he does, but you insist on having dinner with him. When you’re done eating, you sit and chat for a while, until it’s time for him to head off to work. He offers to help you tidy up the dishes, but you tell him that you’re going to put them away and head to bed - you usually go to bed early on the nights Taehyun works because you tend to wake up when he comes home very late. Saying goodbye, he slips his shoes on at the door and then he’s gone. You busy yourself with the plates, cleaning and drying, so much quicker a job with only dishes for two, and just when you’ve closed them inside the cupboard, you hear the door unlocking again. You turn with a smile, asking what he’s forgotten. This, he says, and scoops you up in his arms with a laugh, your arms winding around his neck in surprise, and carries you towards the bedroom. With one hand he pulls the covers back, then slides you gently into bed. His eyes are warm as ever as he tucks you in, resting his forehead against yours before kissing you. He really has to go now, he tells you, but he’ll be back to perform his big spoon duties in a few hours.

Huening Kai

He starts out by bringing just one of the plushies from his bed, placing it beside you under the covers. But before he knows it, whether because he wants to drag this out and not leave yet or because of the way you smile and snuggle the toy against your face, he makes another trip and comes back with five more in his arms. He strategically places them - one on either side of your middle, one on either side of your legs, and one on the end of the bed, “standing guard”, he explains.

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[astrozuya]

☆ svt + subtle ways they show their love.

⊹ . ♡ pairings. svt hip hop unit x gn!reader. fluff. 0.8k wc. warnings: established relationship. ࿐ ♡ ˚ .

SEUNGCHEOL.

absentmindedly playing with your hands.

it’s no secret that seungcheol loves holding hands with you, but sometimes he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. when he’s talking to someone and you’re standing next to him, he’ll absentmindedly link pinky fingers with you and then eventually just take hold of your whole hand.

he does it often when he’s focused on other stuff, like if you’re watching a movie together. his eyes are fixed on the screen, but he has your hand in his, occasionally playing with your fingers or unconsciously drawing little patterns on your palm and stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.

massages whenever you seem stressed.

it’s like cheol has a sixth sense for when you’re tired or upset. he’ll silently sit by your side or stand behind you and place his hands on your shoulders. he’s great at giving massages, strong fingers knowing exactly how to work the tension out of your skin. he’ll use just enough pressure to make it feel good, all the while carefully gentle— he’d never want to hurt you. once he’s done and you’re sighing contentedly, he’ll hug you, murmuring, “d’you feel better now, baby?"

MINGYU.

letting you have a bite of food he’s preparing.

mingyu loves cooking for you. it’s one of his love languages, and you’re always the first person to get a taste of whatever he’s making— he adores the sparkle in your eyes when you take a bite of something yummy. plus he’s a sucker for your praise, and can’t help but smile smugly when you compliment his food.

he’ll call you over to the kitchen and feed you some, blowing on it to cool it down. he asks you how it tastes, carefully holding a hand under your chin just in case something drips from the spoon. when you tell him it’s good, the obvious pride on his face makes you laugh and call him cute.

holding hands while walking.

it’s more than wanting other people to know you’re together. mingyu just likes the warmth of your hand in his. whenever you cross a road, he’ll make sure you’re holding hands, and if you’re in a crowded place together he’ll keep a firm grip on your fingers so you don’t get separated from him.

his favorite thing is taking walks in the park together, holding your hand in his and swinging them together as you walk. his natural body temperature is hotter than yours too, so if you say you’re cold he’ll immediately use his warm hands to heat you up.

WONWOO.

worrying about your safety.

one of wonwoo’s most endearing features is how he’s always watchful and attentive to you, pulling you to the side of the road when cars pass, picking cat hairs off your clothes or brushing a few stray crumbs from the corners of your lips.

in particular, he’s careful to make sure that you’re safe all the time. when he sees you stumble even slightly on a pavement crack, he’s reaching for you in panic, a hand outstretched, always ready to catch you if you fall.

sending you pictures throughout the day when you’re apart.

whether it’s a picture of a cute cat he saw at work, a café that he went to with his friends or even the pretty leaves adorning the trees during fall, wonwoo loves to share small things about his day with you.

especially if the two of you are apart, he likes to send you pictures as a reminder that he’s thinking about you. even if you can’t experience these moments together, he can at least share them with you, and he would love it if you did the same.

VERNON.

unconsciously smiling whenever you smile.

even his friends have noticed how whenever you’re together, vernon’s eyes are always on you. watching you while you talk, eat, or simply do nothing— he can’t seem to be able to look away from you.

whenever you smile, the corners of his lips curve up into a smile too, fondness coloring his expression.

if the two of you are at a café with some friends, and you’re laughing at something they said, vernon will see you giggling and won’t even notice he’s started smiling too, his grin mirroring yours, until one of his friends teasingly points it out.

hugs from behind

vernon is quite comfortable when it comes to showing you physical affection. he likes being able to be in contact with you, even if it’s something small like having your shoulders touching or occasionally squeezing your hand.

his favorite thing to do is come up behind you and wrap his arms around you. he’ll simply hug you from behind and stand there, happy to have you in his arms, while you continue doing whatever you were doing. <3

[astrozuya]

☆ txt's reaction to you playing with their hair.

⊹ . ♡ pairings. txt x gn!reader. fluff. 0.5k wc. warnings: established relationship. ࿐ ♡ ˚ .

연준. YEONJUN

genuinely loves it. make as many little braids as you want, put in whichever pretty hair slides, everything's okay with him. he thinks it's cute how excited you get when he lets you style his hair.

he probably likes it the most too, enjoying the relaxing feeling of you brushing his hair gently as you make a few small braids and gather them into a ponytail in the back. once you're done he'll proudly take a selca and post it on social media.

he'd want to return the favor if you let him, though, positioning you carefully on his lap and frowning in concentration, tongue sticking out just a little as he styles your hair.

수빈. SOOBIN

he's super dramatic, acting like every little movement you make hurts, gasping in pain whenever you even slightly tug on his hair.

he sits still though, letting you have your fun. he's cross legged on the ground with you sitting on the couch behind him, gathering his shiny dark hair into tiny ponytails and securing them with cute fruit-themed hair bands.

soobin doesn't really understand why you think he's adorable with little ponytails, but if it makes you happy, he doesn't mind.

just know he'll bring up how you "yanked his hair so hard you almost pulled it out" (he's making it up), demanding kisses and cuddles all night long as a reward for sitting still.

범규. BEOMGYU

he fidgets the whole time, complaining at how long it takes. once you're done though, and he sees two tiny ponytails sprouting from either side of his head, he's quite happy. he lays on the charm, acting all cute and posing with his face between his hands, making kissy lips at you.

his ears turn pink when you lean in to kiss his lips though, and he'll quickly insist on doing something with your hair as well, attempting to hide just how flustered you make him.

태현. TAEHYUN

tyun stoically sits through all the tugs and yanks you give his hair as you try to make a ponytail on top. it hurts a little but he bears it heroically, after all, you're having fun, and seeing his baby happy is all that matters.

draws the line at a second ponytail though. he lets you put a few sanrio hairclips in his hair and then pulls you onto his lap to take a selca together, squishing his cheek against yours as he gives the camera a thumbs up.

he's removing all your efforts the moment he's done taking pictures, but he makes sure you know he appreciated the gesture. although in the future, he'd be much happier styling your hair instead of letting you experiment on him.

휴닝카이. HUENING KAI

like yeonjun, he'd be more than willing. in fact, he's enthusiastic, grinning when you show him the cute hairclips and bows you're planning on decorating his hair with.

he'll try to sit extremely still while you work your magic, twisting his hair this way and that— sitting still enough to make you tell him "don't forget to breathe, hyuka."

once you're done, he's excitedly glancing in the mirror and praising your handiwork, cooing "ahhh, my baby's so talented!", taking a dozen selcas and proudly sending them to his members on the group chat.

he'd be full of praises for you for the foreseeable future, and would definitely ask you to style with his hair again. <3

[astrozuya]

☆ GOOD NIGHT — kang taehyun.

✦ content‎: ‎taehyun x gn!reader. fluff. 0.5k wc. summary: to you, home is kang taehyun. you don't see that ever changing.

you blink sleepily and open your eyes, warm and surrounded by soft blankets, your head resting comfortably on someone's chest.

you look up, and even in your dazed state you instantly know it's taehyun. he's more familiar to you than your own reflection, and even in the dimness of the room you know it's him, because you'd never feel this safe with anyone else.

the contentment and relief of having him with you gives way to frustration when you realise he's in the same position he was a few hours ago, when you first drifted off to sleep cuddled close to him.

"tyun," you whine, your voice a little hoarse from disuse. "i said i was fine, you didn't have to stay—"

"angel, you're sick." he sounds affronted at the very idea of leaving you alone, and you can make out a slight frown on his face through the dim, hazy illumination of the night light. "there's no way i'm leaving your side until morning."

you frown too, not backing down. "have you even moved since i went to sleep?"

"i have, don't worry." he places a bookmark into the paperback in his hands, before setting it down on the nightstand and taking off his glasses.

he carefully arranges the covers around you, making sure you're warm and comfortably tucked in, then places a hand gently against your cheek. "you're still running hotter than normal, you need rest."

"you're silly," you mumble. "i said 'm fine.. it's just a fever."

"i'm still gonna stay right here, sweetheart." his hand finds its way to your head and he strokes your hair gently, smiling when you relax and nuzzle into his touch.

"i just… don't want you to force yourself to be here." your words come out as a mumble, and taehyun frowns again.

"it's okay to be taken care of, y/n. i love taking care of you, baby, so please, let me be selfish and look after you for as long as i want."

"and how long would that be?"

he laughs softly. "who's silly now? forever, of course."

you feel tears prick at your eyes and quickly blink them away, blaming your sensitivity on your unwell state. taehyun is nothing short of perfect, and you know that, you've always known that, but his overwhelming tenderness still manages to take your breath away sometimes.

you hide your face in his chest and he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer as he presses a kiss to your head.

"i'll make you some soup when you wake up, okay?"

you nod wordlessly, the exhaustion finally hitting your body, and cuddle closer to him, relishing in the warmth of his body and the safety of his presence as you let your eyes drift shut.

taehyun plays with your hair, adoration etched onto his features as he watches you fall asleep. the last thing you remember before sleep takes you is his whispered promise: "rest up and go to sleep, my darling. i'll be right here when you wake up. i love you."

notes: sick and twisted that i'm unwell but don't have a tyun to cuddle me rn ㅠ ㅠ when will the horrors end.. anyways this is painfully self indulgent but idc anymore cringe isnt real. i hope this was ok :)

[astrozuya]

ok here's my wrapped (blows up)

[astrozuya]

HEAVEN — choi yeonjun. ( pt 1 )

✦ PAIRING. fallen angel!‎yeonjun x gn!reader. GENRE. angst + fluff. WARNINGS. mentions of blood & injury. WORD COUNT. 2k. PART ONE/? ❛ summary: fate works in funny ways. though you're not sure which one of them led to you becoming roommates with a former angel.

you'd seen him before. several times, in fact. ever since a few weeks ago, you'd started to catch glimpses of him out of the corner of your eye: a wraithlike, hazy figure dressed in grey. his features were always blurred, and you never saw him for longer than a few seconds at a time.

at first, you'd put it down to the unhealthy amounts of coffee you consumed, and then to tricks of the light, and when neither explanation seemed plausible anymore, you accepted that there was something unnatural about him.

clearly you were the only one who could see him. you'd mentioned and pointed him out to your friends the first few times he'd appeared, but the puzzled, skeptical looks they sent your way had quickly put a stop to that.

in the end, you'd simply accepted it. after all, the figure never bothered you. he never came too close, simply skulking around the corner of your vision. sometimes, the way his head tilted towards you made you think he was looking at you, but you couldn't recall seeing his face. or rather, the second he faded from your sight, you forgot what he looked like. you never forgot he was there, though.

for the past week you hadn't seen him at all, and despite it making no sense, you felt a bit lonely.

you'd shaken the feeling off and thrown open the windows of your room, hoping the night breeze would clear your thoughts.

you'd only just drifted off to sleep at midnight, when a thud woke you up. your eyes shot towards the open window, and there he was— the same figure, crouched on the windowsill.

perhaps it was weird, but your first thought was 'he's pretty', followed by a gasp. his face and body were no longer blurry, although he did seem, very faintly, to be glowing.

the second thought that crossed your mind was 'he must be cold'— and you knew that that was definitely a weird reaction to having some sort of spectre at your window.

you weren't scared though, and that was most concerning of all, because your anxious disposition usually led you to be fearful of a lot of things.

instead, you noticed his pale skin was covered in tiny bleeding scratches, and gasped, "you're hurt!"

the man— ghost?— regarded you for a second with unreadable eyes, before pushing his way fully inside your room, and standing up straight.

"cold water," he said, voice clear and melodic.

"to drink?" you asked, a little taken aback, to which he responded with a frown and a shake of his head. "to wash."

you swallowed nervously, but complied, leading him to your bathroom and starting to fill the bathtub with cold water. it didn't take long, and the man stood motionless the entire time, until he noticed that the tub was full.

then he got in, still fully clothed, causing rivulets of water to spill over the edge of the tub. he let out a long, pained sigh and then turned to smile at you. "thank you, y/n."

you didn't care that he already knew your name, too busy admiring his smile. you knew it almost instinctively, then, that this man was an angel. he couldn't be anything less, not with a smile so divine.

"...you're welcome," you mumbled, as he leaned back into the tub and closed his eyes.

you hesitated, not really wanting to disturb him, but you were curious— and the guy had kind of broken into your house, so you had a right to know. you took a deep breath and asked, "um. i don't want to sound rude, but what are you?"

a brief look of anger crossed his face, making you wince, before his expression cleared almost immediately, like a wave washing the shore clean.

he looked at you in silence, eyes piercing into your soul, causing an icy feeling to creep across the back of your neck.

then he tilted his head to the side, almost amused, and said, "an... angel."

you blinked, and then blinked again. an angel. an... angel. okay. you weren't religious, but this man was so stupidly beautiful he clearly couldn't be anything but what he claimed.

silence resided over the room, and you sat down on the cold tile floor, leaning your back against the wall, observing him.

to be able to see and admire every detail of him made an odd joy spring up in your chest, and an unconscious look of wonder crossed your face.

his hair was dark and a little ragged, streaked with grey, matching the long eyelashes pressed darkly against his cheeks.

his body was tall and lean, but well built. pale, but not white, seemingly as if his once tan skin was now tinged with a sort of grayness. his fingers were long and thin, one resting on the edge of the bathtub, the other on top of his knee.

his clothes were ragged and a little torn, but strangely victorian, with little ruffles and buttons of mother of pearl. their color was odd too, as if they used to be white but had been drenched in blood, then an attempt was made to wash it out. they were white again now, but stained with the faintest hints of grey and rosy pink.

he was decked with silver earrings and necklaces, and two silver studs glowed near his eyebrow, complimenting the dark silver of his eyes as he idly stared at the ceiling.

his lips were curved and cupid-like, an ashen red, same as the small cuts peppered over the parts of his skin you could see.

the sight of blood brought you back to reality, and you got up quickly, rushing to your bedroom. you dug around in your drawers until you came to your first aid box, and took out some bandaids. as an afterthought, you grabbed one of your oversized grey hoodies and some shorts.

then you made your way back to the bathroom and found him sitting up straight, looking at you curiously.

"you can change into these once you're done," you told him, setting the clothes down, along with a towel and some bathroom slippers. "um, are you hungry?"

the man nodded, before starting to get out of the bath and stripping his clothes off.

flustered, you quickly left the room, and then from outside the door, called out, "ah, you know my name, but i don't know yours. who are you?"

"yeonjun." his voice was almost musical, and less hoarse now than it had been.

you whispered the name to yourself, felt your tongue forming the word, committing it to memory. yeonjun.

"yeonjun," you replied, "come out when you're done, okay? i'll cook you something."

you heard him hum in agreement, followed by the rustle of him undressing, so you left him to it, making your way to the kitchen.

what the fuck do you cook for an angel? you had planned to go grocery shopping tomorrow, and only instant food sat proudly displayed in your kitchen.

well? ramen on a cold day can be almost divine. and angels could probably handle spicy food— being angels and all.

you prepared a pot of it using three packs, since all of this had made you hungry too. you were setting out bowls and chopsticks and a variety of side dishes when yeonjun emerged. his hair was damp now, and dressed in your hoodie and shorts he looked surprisingly normal. he'd taken most of his jewellery off, bar the piercings.

he sat down wordlessly at the kitchen table, and you pushed a bowl of ramen towards him, along with the side dishes.

"d'you want a beer or something?" you added, hoping that it wasn't a rude question to ask a supernatural being.

he nodded, digging into the food with a surprising intensity and speed. you got him a can, and then flopped down into a chair across him, exhausted.

you ate in silence, not daring to ask him to pass the kimchi your way. he finished before you did, and immediately, his hand shot out and closed around your wrist, although his touch was gentle. "i want more." he looked expectantly at your still half-full bowl.

you frowned. "no, this is mine. and i'm hungry too! i mean, you basically showed up at my doorstep like a stray cat, without any warning, and look, you're pretty, but i like ramen more."

he watched you, eyes narrowed. you held your breath, remembering that you were talking to an angel, preparing for flaming swords and a chorus of angels to descend and take away your soul—

but then he just shrugged, an amused expression on his face, and— was that a smile playing at his lips?

"okay," he said nonchalantly, leaning back in his chair and taking a sip of beer.

you blinked, uncertain, then pointed to the kitchen counter. "there's a red bean bun over there if you're still hungry. it's the maroon packet."

a smile flitted across his face once again and he stood up to get it. then he tore it in half and offered half to you. "since you're hungry."

you took it, a little puzzled, and bit into it. both of you chewed silently, simply looking at each other. when you had finished, you got up and retrieved the bandaids from earlier, pointing at his arms. "it hurts right? pull up your sleeves."

he hesitated, but then complied, exposing his skin and the cuts criss-crossing over it.

you slowly took a bandaid and placed it on a cut, gently smoothing it down with the tip of your finger.

you glanced up at him to gage his reaction and found him staring at you with an odd look on his face, almost cat-like.

you continued putting them on his cuts until they were all covered.

once you were done, he flexed his fingers, looked curiously at the sanrio characters on the pastel colored bandaids.

"they're the only ones i had," you said defensively, to which he just smiled and tilted his head, replying, "they're cute."

you frowned. charming and beautiful? stupid angel. speaking of which... "yeonjun? um. how did you get hurt?"

his carefully blank expression returned, and he remained silent.

you sighed and said, "look, you don't have to tell me everything, yeah? but at least tell me why you're here."

yeonjun watched your face for a bit, before saying, "i lied, earlier."

"hmm?"

"i'm not an angel." he took a sharp intake of breath and then continued, "not anymore. not ever again."

"oh." you had no idea how to reply to that, but the pain on his face made your heart ache.

yeonjun shrugged. "you... you saw me. when i'd just been cast down and didn't know where... didn't know what to do. so i followed you."

you instinctively knew you shouldn't prod him anymore, so you just nodded, deep in thought. "then you can stay here."

he frowned. "stay?"

"well, you can't just wander around the streets, it's cold and it's not safe. you can stay here with me until... until you figure stuff out."

he seemed to be weighing the idea. then he stood up and stretched, brushing crumbs off his hands. "i'll stay."

you were surprised at the ease with which you accepted the idea: you had a roommate now. who also happened to be a fallen angel.

"where's your bed?" yeonjun asked lazily, tall frame leaning against the doorway.

"you can't sleep in my bed. you can have the couch."

yeonjun made a sound that was similar to a whine. "but it's cold on my own."

you huffed. "i thought you liked the cold!"

"only cold water."

"well, i'll give you a heat pack," you told him.

he frowned. "you're a human, so you're a heat pack."

you gave up and thanked the heavens that your bed was king sized. you lined up some cushions down the middle and sternly said, "stay on your side, okay?"

he shrugged, and started to take off his hoodie, making you add, "and your clothes stay on."

he grumbled, muttering, "humans are so stupid."

you rolled your eyes and turned the lamp off, getting under the covers. "good night."

and though you sounded a little annoyed, you were the warmest you had been in ages.

notes: hi... idk what this is actually. it's probably gonna be a mini series, though idk when i'll post the next part. the more i reread this the more i hate it so im just gonna post it idc. sorry jjun is so ooc here btw, i have no defense.

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☆ KIDZ ZONE — huening kai.

✦ content‎: ‎huening kai x male reader. fluff. 0.7k wc. summary: hyuka knows when you need to rest, even if you might not know it yourself.

huening kai's hand is warm in your own as you stop outside a row of shops, fingers tightly intertwined.

he glances over at you and catches sight of your anxious expression. a frown crosses his face and he takes your hands in his own, squeezing them comfortingly. "y/n, it's okay to take breaks, you know? you've been working so hard, you deserve a day off. you don't have to feel bad about resting, okay?"

you nod, trying to let yourself relax and let all stressful thoughts skip from your mind. "okay. thanks, hyung."

the smile that lights up kai's face fills you with warmth, and you can't help but feel better.

hyuka's good at noticing even the smallest changes in you, and you're glad he made you take a day off so you could go have fun together. you have a tendency to be harsh with yourself, and kai knows that, which is why he's even more determined to make sure you get some rest and have fun.

he squeezes your hand once again, and then pulls you into the plushie shop.

it's one of kai's favorite places to go to relax— by simply enjoying the soft music and pretty interior of the shop. also, he loves spoiling you, and despite you telling him multiple times that you'll pay, he loves treating you to plushies.

how can he not? he's lucky to be dating a boy like you— someone who shares his love of plushies and cute things, plus since the two of you share a bed, you share all your plushies anyways. and he can't deny that when you fall asleep with a plushie in your arms, you look unbelievably cute.

a small bell chimes overhead as you enter, soft rnb music filling your ears.

immediately, both of your eyes light up, any stress you had slipping away.

"where do you wanna go first?" kai asks excitedly.

you think for a second, then say, "the sanrio aisle!", practically skipping over to the sanrio section. hyuka's energy is infectious, and he laughs when you tug on his sleeve to make him hurry up.

when you get to the sanrio aisle, you stop and hop from foot to foot, head tilted back as your eyes flit excitedly from shelf to shelf. "look, they have the pompompurin in pyjamas plushie! …oh, but the sleepy cinnamoroll one is so cute too…"

kai laughs, picking up the cinnamoroll plushie you pointed out. "this one looks like you when you're sleepy!"

then he catches sight of a grumpy looking badtzmaru plushie and adds, "and that one looks like yeonjun hyung whenever beomgyu hyung pisses him off."

you laugh, but then suddenly stop when you spot a tuxedo sam plushie. it's big and has a pair of angel wings on its back. it's gentle expression seems to entice you, and you freeze, staring up at the penguin. "hyuka," you breathe out.

he glances at you. "hmm?"

you shake your head and gently pick out the tuxedo sam plushie, holding it gently in your arms. "no, i mean, it looks like you. a penguin… and an angel."

the lovesick expression in your eyes causes kai's cheeks to turn a soft pink, and he resists the urge to pepper your face with kisses.

he puts his arms around you and squeezes tight, happily murmuring, "then let's get that one, y/n. and i'll get the one that looks like you."

he knows you're about to offer to pay, so he presses a finger against your lips. "shh, i'm paying."

you pout but know that there's no point protesting, and make up your mind to buy hyuka a plushie for his birthday in return.

when you reach the counter, the cashier smiles at yours and huening kai's matching happy expressions.

"a good choice," she remarks, as she puts the tuxedo sam plushie into a bag. you smile and point at hyuka, asking, "doesn't it look like him?"

she laughs and nods, then adds "the two of you make a cute couple." kai fails to contain his wide smile, thanking her as you both leave.

once you're out on the street again, hyuka adjusts your coat, making sure you're warm, before linking your hands together and swinging them lightly as you start walking.

"hungry?" he asks. "wanna get some crêpes?"

"yeah!" you reply, your enthusiasm making him laugh softly.

as you walk with his hand in yours, the winter breeze cool against your face, you can't help but think that as long as you have huening kai, you can get through anything.

notes: @luvkyu omg kyu i hope this was ok, sorry i took so long to write this ㅠ ㅠ your req was super cute though, i hope i did it justice. the title is based off kidz zone by zb1. anyways. please rest up, stay warm & take care of urself everyone !! &lt;3

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watching monthly workman beomgyu rn and i'm alr giggling like crazy bye its not even been 3 minutes 😭😭

[astrozuya]

YOUR THEME I'M SCREAMING 😭😭😭

tell me why i already miss matching themes with u even though its only been like. all of ten minutes

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my favorite study method is pretending scoups is standing behind me with a rolled up newspaper and smacking my head with all his strength whenever i stop studying

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THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF.

p — CHOI BEOMGYU x gn! reader. g — humor, fluff. w — swearing, beomgyu is embarrassing but that's nothing new with my recent works. 1.6k words.

note — inspired by this post. i'm supposed to be studying rn.

everyone in your department knows that choi beomgyu is not to be trusted.

no, it’s not like he scams people with overpriced products on the university buy and sell forum. he doesn’t give you wrong answers during tests to fuck you over. he isn’t seeing multiple people at once behind their backs like a shitty fuckboy, either.

but when choi beomgyu tells you that there’s a buy one take one promo at the coffee shop near campus, you should probably think twice before rallying your friends over because of your shared coffee addiction. it’s the reason why hueningkai showed up to a department party last month wearing a penguin costume when the theme was business-casual. it’s the reason why choi yeonjun sends a string of curses to the group chat bi-weekly because he’s told that there’s a quiz today, only to arrive at an empty classroom.

it’s all harmless. it’s all fun and games and for a good laugh— but nevertheless, everyone knows to think twice before listening to the honeyed words that fall from choi beomgyu’s mouth. the problem is, the bastard is charismatic and he knows it. “he’s weaponizing his pretty face like a motherfucking gun,” you mentioned to soobin one time. so even if people are ware that he’s slimy little bitch that likes to fuck around a lot, they still listen to what he says. even when in doubt.

well, they’re all fucking stupid.

“hey, let’s compare hand sizes!”

and you refuse to be branded as a gullible idiot, too.

“what?”

the sandwich you’re having for lunch suddenly feels dry on your tongue. “gimme your hand,” he insists, and you narrow your eyes at him. what...what the fuck is this bastard trying to do? “i wanna know whose is bigger.”

now, that’s a familiar line. it almost made your heart flutter when he’s batting his eyes at you so expectantly with that pretty face of his from across the cafeteria table, the fingers of his right palm outstretched and ready to catch yours upon your consent.

almost. but there’s no way in hell you’re humoring his dumb ass.

“sure,” you respond. and, after wiping your lips with a napkin, offer out your open palm for him in the air.

his face brightens— a tiny smile pulling at his lips.

beomgyu reaches out for your hand. before he can press his palms against yours, you quickly fold it into a middle finger.

it’s almost funny how his expression quickly tumbles into despair.

“eat shit, motherfucker.”

you clean up your tray and leave your dumbfounded friend behind. you have no idea what his intentions with that was, but you aren’t risking making a fool out of yourself at the suggestion that beomgyu might be trying to (pathetically) hit on you. he’s probably just concocting some more mischief— especially since you’re one of the people he has yet to victimize with his dumb jokes.

so you’re not surprised when he makes another attempt. but what you don’t understand is why he keeps trying to hold your hand.

“booooring. this class is so boring.”

he’s sitting next to you inside the lecture hall. so far, not that out of the ordinary. you do your best to catch up with your professor’s discussion, but from the corner of your eyes you see beomgyu finally giving up and melting his head into the desk, burying his face into his arms. “this sucks,” he muffles, before craning his head and you can feel him staring at you from below. “aren’t you bored?”

“i’m trying to pay attention, beomgyu.”

“pay attention to me,” he whines. “i’m bored. let me scribble on your hand to pass—”

“please shut the fuck up.”

at some point, it’s starting to confuse you more than annoy you. all signs lead to a boy simply trying to get the attention of his crush, but this is choi beomgyu you’re talking about. you just can’t trust him. not even when he always tries to follow you around in the hallways. not even when he drops a warm latte at your desk every 7AM class.

“i know how to do palm reading. do you wanna—”

“i’m not superstitious,” you immediately put up your shield to his spear. “thanks for the coffee.”

you really don’t understand him.

“there was a hit and run incident yesterday. you should hold onto me just to be—”

“red light. let’s go.”

you seriously don’t fucking get him.

“aaaah! i’m falling! grab my hand, i’m falling to my death!”

what the hell is he trying to do?!

“beomgyu, it’s a four-foot deep pool,” you deadpan, face flushed and it’s definitely not just from the heat of the sun. he perishes into the water with a splash. my god, what’s going on with him? you shake your head, trying to ward off an incoming headache. 

really. if this wasn’t beomgyu doing this shit, you’d be a hundred-percent convinced that he’s trying to make a move on you. that he likes you and is trying his stupidest to catch your attention. but it is beomgyu, and everyone knows he can’t be trusted unless you want to be laughed at. being this week’s joke isn’t on your bucket list. so no matter how many more attempts he’s going to make, you will be impenetrable. you will not be fooled.

“hey.”

that is until he shows up all serious in front of your classroom the next week. 

students are pouring out from the door, and you’re a heavy obstacle from their rush to go home because for some reason, choi beomgyu is there— also obstructing the traffic flow in the hallway. 

“what is it now?” you cross your arms, narrowing your eyes at the worryingly large bouquet he has in his arms. “are your hands cold? do you want me to hold them to keep you warm?”

“that would be nice,” he replies. you seriously want to hit him. “but, no. that’s not what i’m here for. i decided that it might be best to stop asking for your hand because you might actually punch me this time.” this is a public area, you’d like to remind him. and that dangerously constructed statement of his is eliciting murmurs from the passersby surrounding you. you feel your face flush. 

“if you phrase it like that, people are going to get the wrong idea.”

“let them misunderstand, i don’t really care,” he shrugs. “what i care about is clearing up the misunderstanding between you and me. i don’t think we’ve been on the same page for the past few weeks.”

you furrow your brows. “what are you getting at?”

“taehyun told me that you think i’ve just been fucking around with you,” he says. “and i have to admit that i definitely have nothing to blame but myself and my reputation. but i want to tell you that i have been seriously, seriously serious about you.”

“sure,” you snort. “i definitely trust you, beomgyu.”

he frowns. “dammit, taehyun was right. you really don’t trust me.”

what did he expect? for the past year and a half that you’ve known him, he’s been nothing but unserious and troublesome. beomgyu brings mischief wherever he goes and you don’t want to make a misstep and be caught in that shitstorm— not even when your heart is racing a little too fast for comfort at the moment. not even when those flowers actually look really pretty.

“but i expected this. i’ve come prepared,” beomgyu tells you. what is it this time? you exhale. had he been normal, you might’ve trusted him at his first attempt to shoot his shot with you. “i’ve come to the conclusion that in order to get your trust, i need to stop messing around with everyone. and that begins with being completely, absolutely, unapologetically honest.”

again, this is a public area. people are staring and you’re starting to get a bad feeling.

“i’m in love with you.”

holy shit.

“i’ve been in love with you ever since taehyun introduced us to each other, i think.”

there’s fire somewhere. 

“that was over a year ago!”

that somewhere is your face.

“yeah, and?” he raises a brow. “that means i’ve liked you for over a year. i can do the math. i’m not stupid.” you want to throw yourself into a ditch and die.

“beomgyu, tell me you’re kidding.” not even your hands can fan out the inferno overtaking your face right now. somehow, there’s a lot more people around you than you remember, and while you’re suffering from a sudden onslaught of unprovoked feelings, beomgyu looks relatively unfazed. “you can’t be serious. if you’ve liked me for that long, then why haven’t you done anything until recently?!”

“funny story,” he starts. there is nothing funny about this at all. “i didn’t think i had a chance until soobin hyung told me you thought i was pretty the other week.”

soobin, that fucking rat. 

the context wasn’t even a positive one! you said he was using his pretty face for evil!

“i—” 

like what he’s doing now.

the words get stuck in your throat when you notice that beomgyu actually looks earnest. he’s not smiling or laughing— but patiently waiting for you to say something in response. your mouth is dry. your ribcage is shaking. it doesn’t fucking help that there’s three dozen people watching the scene unfold. couldn’t he have chosen a more appropriate place to pour his fucking heart out?

“you know what, let’s go.”

it’s an act of impulse. you quickly grab him by the hand and lead him away from the crowded hallway with hurried steps. “damn,” he says, trailing from behind you. “i didn’t have to try and convince you this time.”

what’s ironic is that this is the most honest you’ve ever felt of him. his palms are clammy and slipping through your fingers. he’s making jokes, but his desperate squeeze is telling you more than what he’s actually saying. “everyone knows to think twice before listening to me. but everyone also now knows that i’m pretty much in love with you, so that’s a win for me.”

THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF. © hannie-dul-set, 2023.

[astrozuya]

are you ever just sitting minding ur own business and then suddenly you get hit with an overwhelming wave of love for txt and think of how much you appreciate their existence, and all the amazing ways they've changed ur life? and then you think that you can get through anything because you'll always have them?

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TXT + 6TH MEMBER MALE READER !

summary: txt ot5 x male!reader. idol!reader (implied to be the same age as hyuka). fluff + crack.

YEONJUN.

dotes on u so much

moas are like "i'm y/n's biggest fan" babe no ur not, yeonjun is 😭😭

if you're having trouble with a choreo or you feel like your vocals aren't that great in a song he'll try his best to help you however you can !!

whether that means helping you practice or reassuring you that you're amazing, he'll do anything to make you feel better

physical affection 24/7.

he'll tone it down to be more platonic when you're on camera but honestly it won't change much

just things like casually slinging an arm around your shoulder, or patting your head and bumping his shoulder into yours affectionately

out of all the members he's most comfortable with fanservice

so he won't be bothered by you flirting with other members on camera

but if u ever do it in the dorms........

frownjun.

"so basically you're saying you want to get divorced. is that it y/n. you want to throw away all the memories we shared and elope with soobin of all people? is that it"

"jjunie it was a joke"

"WHAT SO MARRIAGE IS A JOKE TO YOU"

"NO, I'M JUST NOT MARRYING SOOBIN"

just cuddle this man please he's insufferable

SOOBIN.

he's always looking out for you and making sure you're taken care of

like he knows you're an adult and can take care of yourself

but let him do things for you please it's his love language <3

"y/n did you eat?" "make sure to get some rest" "y/n, try some of this!"

soobin doesn't have a favorite member, he loves all of txt equally but it's you, you're his fav

lots of praise and reassurance and cuddles

soob doesn't do a lot of pda, especially on camera, but in private he loves clinging to you

when it's just the six of you at the dorms, he'll always be saying stuff like "leave some food for y/n- my boyfriend' and 'i promised i'd watch this show with y/n- my boyfriend' 'i love my boyfriend'

soobin babe they know. they know. you don't have to bring it up in every other sentence

maybe someone once showed him soobin x y/n fanfiction as a joke... but bro 😧 i don't think it's a joke anymore

if you flirt with the other members he'll get so sulky oh my god

you should be scared, because soobin always gets his revenge (he's literally a giant bunny)

"soobin... did you watch jujutsu kaisen without me?"

"why don't you go watch it with your beloved yeonjunie hyung, HMMMM?"

"IT WAS FANSERVICE BABE PLEASE"

BEOMGYU

will flirt with u on camera without hesitation. he's the yeon to your bin

teases you a lot but he does feel proud to show you his mature hyung side and will take care of you a lot

refers to u as toto's other father

PLS HE'S SO WHIPPED FOR U

steals ramyeon and snacks from u all the time. like he does it so much it's a running joke in the fandom 😭😭 there's youtube users out there with the username yns_stolen_ramyeon

"y/nnn give me some ramyeon!~"

"beomgyu hyung i literally just asked you a minute ago if you wanted me to add extra for you"

"no no i just want a bit"

"the last time you said that you FINISHED MY BOWL 👹👹"

"please y/n this is the last time i swearrr"

safe to say it is NOT the last time

he's such a menace (affectionate)

that being said he is actually the sappiest bf

will try to get your stylists to give the two of you similar/matching outfits

if possible, he would want you two to wear those dumb couple t shirts with shit like 'if lost, return to my boyfriend ♥️😜' 'i'm his boyfriend 😘♥️'

TAEHYUN

shows his more playful side to you

even though he's the maknae he sometimes feels like he has to be the serious one, but not around you

you're his safe place <3

and he's your # 1 hypeman

"go y/n!" "get it y/n!" look he just thinks ur amazing ok

he's down bad. clings onto u so much omg. back hugs !! all !! the !! time !!

you're probably the person he's most open with, and vice versa

his favorite thing is long talks late into the night about the serious and the silly.

like soobin, probably makes it very clear to the other members that you're his bf

he'll make you sit on his lap while watching movies

or make ramyeon only for you (bf privelege <3)

will get mad if you don't pay attention to him btw

he'll be so butthurt but he won't bring it up until like four weeks later

like if ur texting and go "hi tyun!"

he'll be like "it's kang taehyun to you y/n l/n"

"what"

"or have you already forgotten about the 28th of august 7:18 pm when you told me to go away while you were playing video games😐"

"tyun that was a month ago wtf"

HUENING KAI

if you have other idol friends he'll act so heartbroken

gyu will walk in and ask "where's yn?"

and kai will be like "he LEFT me. for felix from stray kids ㅠ_ㅠ do you think he doesn't want me anymore. do you think we're going to break up. do you-"

someone help beomgyu please 😭😭 bro just wanted to get back the charger he lent u

you'll return home to find him acting as if you died

"i miss y/n..... (sad sigh) i hope you find happiness my love"

ur big hug machine bf.

will try to climb on your back and probably crush your spine

also if you two share a room he'll climb into your bed in the night and you'll end up on the floor

BLANKET HOG 👹👹

but it's ok because u love him <3

he's ur simp and he's not even ashamed about it

moas ship you with him the most

in comeback season he'll annoy the shit out of txt

"DID YOU SEE Y/N WITH PINK HAIR"

"yes."

"OK BUT DID YOU SEE HOW GOOD HE LOOKS"

"we saw."

"HE LOOKS SO FLUFFY ARE YOU SURE YOU NOTICED-"

"KAI SHUT THE FUCK UP"

#savetxt

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THE MV RELEASES IN 30 SECONDS???????