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HAI can you do bsf rii7e reaction to bsf reader suddenly confessing to them please hehehe

Best Friend!Riize When You Confess To Them

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — one day, you feel confident enough to just confess to your best friend that you like him. but are you confident enough to deal with his reaction?

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — bsf!rii7e x bsf!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, best friends to lovers, humor, fluff, non idol au ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, suggestive (eunseok) use of pet names, mutual pining, mentions of harassment (anton), joke about kidnapping (anton)

💬 — thank you for the request! i hope i did it justice! (it's been a month i'm so sorry) + i tried to give each member a reader with a distinct personality, i hope that was effective. | divider creds: @/mikeykuns

ᰔ shotaro

ᰔ eunseok

ᰔ sungchan

ᰔ wonbin

ᰔ seunghan

ᰔ sohee

ᰔ anton

© gyumibear 2025. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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ʚ♡⃛ɞ birthday fic | he loves you, he leaves you, then you lose him ୨୧ beomgyu x fem!reader • angst • the one who got away •very one sided, emotional infidelity • mentions of alcohol and food • 3307 words reblogs n comments appreciated :)

part one.

from beomgyu: just got the keys to my place from beomgyu: so much better than the pictures i sent u… from beomgyu: really really wish u were here

your phone buzzes on your night stand. barely opening your eyes, you roll over to your side and reach for your phone. the glare of the screen blinds you as you try to read the message. you hardly have time to process what you’re reading. your stomach tightens before your brain catches up and all you can feel is your heart breaking into pieces all over again. you press your lips together.

you read the text messages again. really really wish u were here. you try to stifle your sobs, so as to not alert the man sleeping beside you. but it is no use. your breath wavers. a stinging heat pricks at your eyes, and you press the heel of your hand against your face, willing it to stop. however, a tear slips past your fingers. then another. your chest shudders.

the bed shifts as he stirs beside you, and you bite your lip, forcing yourself silent. “are you okay?” he rolls on his side and sees you gripping your phone tightly. “hey, what’s wrong? who was that?”

“just beomgyu,” you respond, in between sniffs. “he moved into his new place.”

with an understanding nod, he pulls you closer to him. he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls the covers over your disjointedly connected bodies. you nuzzle closer to him, taking up all his warmth.

it is not what you want, but it is what you have. he gently strokes your hair. “it’s okay, i got you,” he whispers. if only that could solve everything, but at least it brings you a tiny bit of comfort in this moment. you lean closer into him, awkwardly laying your head on his shoulder. you close your eyes, listening to his breathing even out before yours does. you count the seconds, hoping that if you stay still long enough, maybe sleep will come.

part two.

from beomgyu: heyyy from beomgyu: im kind of drynk right now from beomgyu: can i call you?

you can barely respond to his message when his call comes in.

you’re sitting on the couch of your boyfriend’s friend’s house. all night, they’ve been playing drinking games and you’ve occasionally joined in. but most of the night, you sat silently with your boyfriend’s arm around your waist as you nursed your can of diet coke.

his friends didn’t mind your quietness. they didn’t care much for you and you knew you were only there because your boyfriend had lobbied for you to be there. you also didn’t care to get to know them either. you were only there because your boyfriend had also pointed out that you hadn’t left the house much in the past week and he had all but gotten on his knees to beg you to come out tonight.

when your phone rings, the game halts and everyone looks at you. 

you stammer. “i…i, uh… i should take this.” handing your drink to your boyfriend, you get up from the couch. you feel their eyes following you as you walk out of the room. 

“hi gyu,” you whisper into the phone.

a sleepy giggle crackles through the line. you can’t help but smile, thinking about just how much you wish he was here with you. or maybe you are there with him. anything but this current situation with the two of you hundreds of miles apart from each other.

“everything here is so different,” he begins, slurring his words. “especially without you.”

you feel your heart skip, immediately followed by a pang of guilt. but then you glance back into the hallway and you see your boyfriend, throw his head back in laughter and everything seems to dissipate. “i know, and i know that we haven’t spoken much since you moved. i was trying to give you space, but i don’t want you to feel like i’m not here for you anymore, just because you’re not here anymore. tell me: how’s your life there?”

you slide down against the wall until you reach the floor and sit crossed legged. you listen to beomgyu ramble about his apartment, and how his neighbors are super loud at night, and the doorman who always glares at him when he walks in, and about the older woman who lives next door to him and always bakes him cookies to thank him for bringing in her groceries. he goes on about his job, and his coworkers, and his bosses, and all the new friends that he’s making there. he talks and talks until his words slow, the pauses between each line stretch longer, and his breath evens out.

silence clings for a second too long when you step back into the living room. you slide back into your seat. your boyfriend shifts beside you, pressing his palm against your knee. the game picks back up, but you don’t feel like playing anymore.

“i’m tired,” you tell him. “i want to go home.”

he nods without hesitation and bids his friends farewell.

you’re standing by the entrance waiting for him. your fingers drum lightly against your thighs as you wait. he disappeared into the house to get your coats. you hear him come out into the living room again, telling his friends goodnight for the second time.

“i’ll walk you to the door,” one of them says.

your boyfriend emerges then, holding both of your coats in his arms. he offers you yours and you slip it on without looking him in the eyes.

his friend nods at you. “it was nice to see you tonight.” he says. there’s a slight pause where you both seem to be waiting for something more, but it never comes.

“yeah,” you murmur, offering a tight-lipped smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. you force yourself to meet his gaze, but only for a beat before he looks away.

the friend raises his eyebrows at your boyfriend. he sucks in his breath. “get home safe, man,” he says to him. his hands clap your boyfriend’s shoulder with a force. “i’ll see you around.”

with his warm hand, your boyfriend guides you outside. the cold air gnaws at your skin as you make your way to the car. he opens the car door for you and you settle into your seat without a word. the door shuts with a dull thud.

the car ride home is a muted blur. the only sound is the pop song playing faintly from the radio. the low hum of the engine feels far away. you keep your eyes fixed on the window, watching the street lamps flicker by, their harsh glow casting fleeting shadows across your face.

your boyfriend glances at you. his gazes lingers a little longer than usual as he examines the way the lights illuminate your sad features. he returns his attention back to the road and asks. “what did he want?”

“i don’t know,”

“you were on the phone with him for an hour and a half?” he presses. his grip on the steering wheel tightens. he looks at you again.

you hesitate. “i think he just needed someone to talk to.”

he doesn’t say anything for a long moment, his eyes locked on the road ahead. the silence stretches between you both. you can’t tell if he is jealous or not. the emotions swirling in his eyes are unreadable, but you can tell he’s not angry. he never is. but still, there is a quiet desperation in him, a sense that he’ll take anything from you, especially longing for the pieces that you are incapable of offering.

part three.

from beomgyu: i’m going to be in town this week from beomgyu: i would really love to see you

you stand in front of the vanity in your bathroom. the faint scent of vanilla still lingering in the air from the shower. you re apply your lipgloss for the third time, staring at your reflection. it has been eight long months since you last saw beomgyu, and today, you finally get to look him in the eyes again.

with a quick swipe, you smooth over the smudged gloss, inspecting your face in the mirror once again.

your boyfriend appears next to you while you put your makeup away. ��how do i look?” you ask him, staring at him intently through the mirror.

he smiles, “you look beautiful,” he says.

“i’m really nervous,” you hold a mirror close to your face, inspecting it yet again. you anxiously monitor your face and how your makeup came out, making sure there is no crease or smudge. there are no stray lashes or unblended eyeshadow.

“do you want me to drive you there?” he asks you.

you shake your head slightly. “you don’t have to,”

“i want to,” he tells you before leaving the room. “i’ll be waiting downstairs.”

you sit in the passenger seat of your boyfriend’s car, your fingers nervously twiddling with the hem of your skirt. you’re counting down the seconds until you are in the booth of the diner that you and beomgyu always frequented when he still lived in town.

the car slows as you pull up to the front of the diner. the parking lot is nearly empty, with a few scattered vehicles. your boyfriend parks, his fingers brushing the gear shift as he turns to face you. “call me if you need anything,” he says. he leans in closer and presses his lips softly against yours.

when he pulls away, you reach into your purse and reapply your lip gloss. the slick, sweet scent fills your senses once again. “thanks for driving me here.” you murmur.

“it’s not a problem,” he smiles. “i love you. you know that, right?”

“yeah,” you answer quickly, stepping out of the car and closing the door behind you.

you take your seat by the window inside the diner and watch your boyfriend’s car drive off. the hum of soft voices around you fills the air. you sit patiently, waiting for beomgyu to walk through the heavy aluminum doors. your fingers trace the condensation on the side of the glass of water you ordered when you got there.

then, the door chimes, breaking your thoughts, and you see him.

beomgyu steps into the diner, holding the hand of a woman whose presence immediately sends ripples of disappointment down your spine. time seems to stretch as they approach the table. your breath catches in your throat as you try to hold yourself together. you tell yourself to smile, but it feels like every muscle in your face is fighting against it.

“it’s so good to see you,” beomgyu says warmly. he steps forward, pulling you into a hug that smells of fresh cologne and the faint scent of his lavender laundry detergent.

“i’ve missed you,” you reply, holding onto him a little while longer before you pull away.

beomgyu turns to the girl beside him. “this is my girlfriend,” he introduces her. that ten letter word. you knew it was coming, but hearing it loud, so definitively, cut you like a razor.

your mind reels as you struggle to hold your composure. you have been so consumed by the fantasy of what could have been. what should have been. it should have been you sitting beside him in the booth, holding his hand so tightly like he would disappear in a moment. it should have been you causing the crinkles by his eyes to appear in the way they do when he laughs. it should have been you making him feel happy, and complete, and loved.

and of course, you want to be happy for him. because his happiness is the most important thing to you. but how could you be happy when you are mourning the greatest loss of your life? you always thought that there was a possibility of you guys making it work and running away together. but as he fed his girlfriend a fry from off his plate, the future you have always hoped for collapses right in front of you and you’re left sitting in the ashes of what could have been.

the silent tears sting at the back of your eyes, threatening to fall, but you swallow them down, forcing a smile.

when dinner ends and the bill is paid, beomgyu looks at you. “do you want us to take you home?”

you can think of about five hundred and fifteen things that you would rather do than sit in a car with them for even ten minutes. “no, no,” you shake your head. “my boyfriend isn’t too far from here.”

you stand outside, with wobbly knees, your tears finally slowly streaming down your face. your heart aches when your boyfriend’s reliable gray car pulls up to the front of the dinner. you slide into the seat beside him.

“how was it?” he asks.

you wipe your face. “i don’t really want to talk about it,” you mumble.

you spend the rest of the weekend cocooned in your comforter. only when your boyfriend begs you to eat do you muster the energy to leave your bed, but even then, every bite feels like effort and the food is heavy and tasteless in your mouth.

by monday morning, you are still weighed down by your emotions. your boyfriend steps into the room. “do you still want to go to my sister’s engagement party? it’s fine if you’re not up for it. i’ll just let her know and we can stay here.”

you look up at him. “we can go.”

that evening, you force yourself out of bed. you pull yourself together, and throw on a dress that you bought months ago. you hoped that it would make you feel something other than emptiness, but staring at your reflection in the mirror before you leave, you realize that you look exactly how you feel – lethargic and deflated.

when you arrive at the party, your boyfriend guides you over to where his sister and her fiancé are mingling with their guests. you cannot be bothered to match his energy. you feel disconnected from everything. the only thing on your mind is how you can escape from his side to the open bar.

you find your out when your boyfriend is whisked away by some family friends. your heels click against the polished floor as you make your way to the bar. the bartender greets you with a friendly nod, and you order a martini. the sharp bite of alcohol hits your senses as you take a sip.

you glance down at your phone, seeing a message from beomgyu. he has texted you a few times since you last saw him at the diner, but you just didn’t have it in you to response. you lock your phone and look around the room.

your boyfriend is talking to some of his old friends, and for a moment, you feel a twinge of guilt. he looks so happy and alive, and here you are, drowning in your own sorrow. but that didn’t stop you from flagging the bartender again to order another drink. he replaces your empty glass with a fresh one, and you take another sip, letting the burn settle in your throat.

as the night wears on, the alcohol starts to take its toll. the edges of your vision blur slightly. you are about to order your fourth drink of the night when they announce dinner. you stand up a little too quickly from the barstool, your movements betraying the effects of intoxication to the bartender. he jokes about cutting you off for the night, but you wave him off. you stumble back to your table, the tight space between partygoers making your steps less graceful than you’d like.

you slide into your seat clumsily, spilling over to your boyfriend, who quickly helps you steady yourself.

“where were you?” he leans in to ask you.

“at the bar,” you reply with a half-laugh.

“we can tell,” his sister jokes from across the table. you offer her a tight-lipped smile in return.

the waiter arrives with the food. everyone begins eating, but your appetite is absent. your food sits untouched before you, the fork resting idly against the plate. you toy with it, pushing the peas around the edge of your plate like a little kid, whose mom is making them eat their veggies before they get to dessert.

your boyfriend encourages you to eat, but you brush off his suggestion, insisting that you’re not hungry. “you haven’t eaten all day,” he persists and for some reason, the words hit you like a spark to dry tinder.

“i’m not hungry,” you snap. it’s unintentional, but your tone is sharp. you don’t want to be here, so you abruptly excuse yourself from the table. your chair scraps against the floor loudly. you stumble hastily towards the exit of the hall. you hear your boyfriend hurriedly apologize to the rest of the table before following you outside.

“hey, wait—” he calls after you, but you don’t stop.

outside, the night air is cool against your skin. you take a deep breath, hoping it will clear your head, but it doesn’t.

“what is going on?” your boyfriend’s voice follows you outside, breathless.

“nothing.” your voice breaks. “i just don’t want to be in there.”

“but, you told me that you wanted to come.”

“well, i don’t anymore,” you snap.

he stops behind you. “can you please talk to me?” he pleads, “please?”

“coming here was a mistake.” you confess. “your friends hate me. your sister hates me too. she didn’t want me to be here.”

“yes, she did.” he tries to convince you.

you scoff. you feel a wave of frustration surge through you.

“your name was on the invite too.” he insists. “she loves you. she just doesn’t… she doesn’t know you like i do.”

“god, i can’t do this.” you wrap your arms around your body, trying to protect yourself from the cold air. “it’s too much.”

the silence between you stretches. his brow furrows as he processes his thoughts. and then, he lets out a scoff, running a hand through his hair. “is this about this weekend?” he asks you slowly. you look up at him, eyes wide, and the question hangs between you.

“is this about beomgyu?” the name falls from his lips like poison. “and your lunch at the diner.”

“he has a girlfriend.”

“oh,” his arms open, and before you can stop yourself, you find yourself leaning into him, burying your face against his chest. his strong arms wrap around you. he holds you, struggling to keep his bittersweet smile at bay. the silence stretches, broken only by the muffled sounds of distant traffic. his soft hands caress your arms in an attempt to soothe the storm of emotions raging within you. you let the tears fall freely now, soaking his suit jacket. you want to hide in this embrace, but part of you knows that it doesn’t change anything.

“i’m sorry,” you whisper.

his arms tighten around you for a second. he leans down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. his voice breaks the silence. it is quiet but firm. “i think we should break up.”

the words don’t hit you the way that you’d expect. they don’t sting or shock you into some kind of clarity. they just make everything inside you still.

you stand there, in the cold, your body trembling. you can’t fathom any words to say. all you can do is let your tears flow freely now. and he holds you closer, knowing that when he lets go, it will be for good.

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HAI can you do bsf rii7e reaction to bsf reader suddenly confessing to them please hehehe

Best Friend!Riize When You Confess To Them

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — one day, you feel confident enough to just confess to your best friend that you like him. but are you confident enough to deal with his reaction?

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — bsf!rii7e x bsf!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, best friends to lovers, humor, fluff, non idol au ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, suggestive (eunseok) use of pet names, mutual pining, mentions of harassment (anton), joke about kidnapping (anton)

💬 — thank you for the request! i hope i did it justice! (it's been a month i'm so sorry) + i tried to give each member a reader with a distinct personality, i hope that was effective. | divider creds: @/mikeykuns

ᰔ shotaro

ᰔ eunseok

ᰔ sungchan

ᰔ wonbin

ᰔ seunghan

ᰔ sohee

ᰔ anton

© gyumibear 2025. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

[gyumibear]

HAI can you do bsf rii7e reaction to bsf reader suddenly confessing to them please hehehe

Best Friend!Riize When You Confess To Them

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — one day, you feel confident enough to just confess to your best friend that you like him. but are you confident enough to deal with his reaction?

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — bsf!rii7e x bsf!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, best friends to lovers, humor, fluff, non idol au ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, suggestive (eunseok) use of pet names, mutual pining, mentions of harassment (anton), joke about kidnapping (anton)

💬 — thank you for the request! i hope i did it justice! (it's been a month i'm so sorry) + i tried to give each member a reader with a distinct personality, i hope that was effective. | divider creds: @/mikeykuns

ᰔ shotaro

ᰔ eunseok

ᰔ sungchan

ᰔ wonbin

ᰔ seunghan

ᰔ sohee

ᰔ anton

© gyumibear 2025. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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HAI can you do bsf rii7e reaction to bsf reader suddenly confessing to them please hehehe

Best Friend!Riize When You Confess To Them

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — one day, you feel confident enough to just confess to your best friend that you like him. but are you confident enough to deal with his reaction?

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — bsf!rii7e x bsf!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, best friends to lovers, humor, fluff, non idol au ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, suggestive (eunseok) use of pet names, mutual pining, mentions of harassment (anton), joke about kidnapping (anton)

💬 — thank you for the request! i hope i did it justice! (it's been a month i'm so sorry) + i tried to give each member a reader with a distinct personality, i hope that was effective. | divider creds: @/mikeykuns

ᰔ shotaro

ᰔ eunseok

ᰔ sungchan

ᰔ wonbin

ᰔ seunghan

ᰔ sohee

ᰔ anton

© gyumibear 2025. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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sookai and their tiny, fluffy friends 🐾

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Heartshaker!

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — for your class project, you have to study how the heart reacts to certain situations. perfect time for your project partner (and crush) seunghan to test out his silly pick up lines on you!

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — project partner!seunghan x gn!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, fluff, college au, strangers to lovers ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — cringe pick up lines, yn being a lil mean, mentions of food, use of pet names

💬 — and thus ends the riize smau oneshot "series" nobody asked me for... sigh, i miss it already </3 someone send in requests, i love doing rii7e stuff. | divider creds: @/enchanthings-a

© gyumibear 2024. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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JIU ❀ 250524 G-KPOP Concert

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(250521) "Love Language" ✙ Korea University Festival

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WRONG NUMBER, RIGHT PERSON

where Kang Taehyun accidentally texts your number by mistake, but instead of feeling embarrassed, he becomes intrigued by the unexpected friendship that follows.

pairing! non-idol!taehyun x gn!reader

genre! fluff, crack, mini smau

warnings! cursing

note! OMFG IVE TRIED TO MAKE THIS POST 100X AND ITS STILL NOT WORKING. I'm tired of making the same goddam note it's pissing me off, hopefully this goes through to drafts, enjoy computer science tyun in this mini smau tho ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

© boigyu 2025 . do not copy, translate or plagiarize

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Heartshaker!

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — for your class project, you have to study how the heart reacts to certain situations. perfect time for your project partner (and crush) seunghan to test out his silly pick up lines on you!

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — project partner!seunghan x gn!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, fluff, college au, strangers to lovers ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — cringe pick up lines, yn being a lil mean, mentions of food, use of pet names

💬 — and thus ends the riize smau oneshot "series" nobody asked me for... sigh, i miss it already </3 someone send in requests, i love doing rii7e stuff. | divider creds: @/enchanthings-a

© gyumibear 2024. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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love language

ʚ♡⃛ɞ txt as the five love languages ୨୧ txt x fem!/gn!reader • established relationship • kinda of suggestive for kai and soobin • something cutie to celebrate love language release and also to tide the exes and ohs readers until the next part >< reblogs n comments appreciated :)

soobin - words of affirmation

yeonjun - gift giving

beomgyu - quality time

taehyun - acts of service

kai - physical touch

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Heartshaker!

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — for your class project, you have to study how the heart reacts to certain situations. perfect time for your project partner (and crush) seunghan to test out his silly pick up lines on you!

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — project partner!seunghan x gn!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, fluff, college au, strangers to lovers ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — cringe pick up lines, yn being a lil mean, mentions of food, use of pet names

💬 — and thus ends the riize smau oneshot "series" nobody asked me for... sigh, i miss it already </3 someone send in requests, i love doing rii7e stuff. | divider creds: @/enchanthings-a

© gyumibear 2024. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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Heartshaker!

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — for your class project, you have to study how the heart reacts to certain situations. perfect time for your project partner (and crush) seunghan to test out his silly pick up lines on you!

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — project partner!seunghan x gn!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, fluff, college au, strangers to lovers ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — cringe pick up lines, yn being a lil mean, mentions of food, use of pet names

💬 — and thus ends the riize smau oneshot "series" nobody asked me for... sigh, i miss it already </3 someone send in requests, i love doing rii7e stuff. | divider creds: @/enchanthings-a

© gyumibear 2024. all rights reserved! kindly do not repost on any social media sites, translate or modify my works without my permission. please don't plagiarize, it's okay to use my works as inspo as long as you credit me!

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ANTON AND SUNGCHAN (EMBER TO SOLAR) ARCHIVE

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★ “you suck at gaming!” ― smau.

warnings — use of pet names, yn being thirsty asf

chapter 10 — i need him

summary ― your best friend anton is suspicious of the faceless streamer’s who's suddenly copped an interest in you after you start your streaming career.

author's note ― short, filler chapter this week! giving y'all the calm before the storm.

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