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b-side

pairing: lee felix x idol!fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mention of stressed out reader, mentions of coffee

in which y/n, the leader and producer of her group at jyp, makes a b-side and shows it to a very special person.

a/n: i made this a while ago, so my writing style might have changed a bit, but felix is one of my ults so i needed to post this!

y/n had just finished producing and writing her last, but most important, b-side track of her solo mini album and was just sitting in her studio, trying to calm herself after being in constant stress. while she turned around in her chair, she was thinking of ways and ideas to promote the album and make it as original and authentic as possible.

she had thought of everything from the music video for the title track to the album cover, except just one thing: what was she going to do with her most precious b-side? after much pondering and with nothing planned, she decided to let it go for the time being and go get an iced latte (it may or may not have been almost one am but who cares).

she was walking down the halls of the company building with the objective of going to the jyp cafe when she heard music coming from the pratice room where stray kids usually were. she was curious about who of the eight of them was still there dancing, so she opened the door and took a peek, only to be surprised about the fact that it was felix, since minho was the one that stayed most days.

she quietly watched him dance to the slow and soft melody coming from the speakers, remembering the tune from the day that changbin had showed the track to both him and y/n a few weeks before. the more y/n watched him dance, the more she fell for him, and each time she was more aware of it, the smile on her face giving it away to even the most oblivious people.

felix finished dancing and dropped down on the floor, completely exhausted. y/n quickly snapped out of her trance and walked inside towards him, grabbing the water bottle that was next to the entrance on the way. she softly tapped him on the shoulder to let him know she was there and handed him the water bottle, softly smiling at him when he looked up at her with his beautiful brown eyes.

“thanks,” he muttered with the little strength he had left, but still managing to smile fondly at her.

“woah, be careful there bubs,” y/n started once felix started chugging the water, slowly lowering the bottle so he didn’t drink too much at once. “we don’t want to have a silly accident here,” felix giggled at her comment, and y/n swore she could’ve melted right then and there had she not been leaning her body on the wall.

after a few seconds, the australian boy got up to play the song and start dancing once again to perfect the choreography that one of the group’s choreographers had tasked him with learning. y/n knew he was too tired to continue, so she got to the speaker first and stopped him before he could press replay. felix looked at her with a pout, and even though y/n found it hard to resist it, she stood her ground. “no,” she told him. “you’re gonna rest even if you like it or not.”

“oh, come on,” he wined, but she didn’t budge. “please?” he tried to persuade her again, but to no avail, so he sighed and walked away to get the hoodie he had discarded on the sofa hours ago. “what do you suggest we do, then?” he asked while turning off the lights and closing the door of the practice room, y/n trailing right behind him. as he was turning around, an idea popped into y/n's head, one worth trying to make it work.

“i’m glad you ask that, lixie, because just now i finished a track and it want to show it to you,” she tried to make it look like she was just searching for validation, when she had a bigger plan in mind. felix, of course, bought her half thruth and flashed her one of his warm smiles.

“sure,” he paused to yawn. “but can we get coffee first?” y/n immediately agreed to that and they both went to the cafe.

lattes in hand, the pair went to the girl’s studio, felix sitting on the sofa and y/n on her chair so she could have it easier to search and play the song. as it boomed from the speakers, she anxiously looked at her crush and close friend, since she was actually kind of seeking for approval, especially from him. it was one of the songs that she was proudest of, mostly because it was different than the ones she made for her group and even from the other ones in the album, but she thought it was the best b-side she had ever made and she feared that someone wouldn’t like it. thankfully, felix wasn’t one of the people who hated it, and the way his eyes shined during and after the song made it clear.

silence came back again, and he slowly looked at y/n with nothing but adoration on his face. he knew y/n was really good at making songs, but that one outshined all the others she had made. “wow,” he managed to utter. “it’s so good y/n, oh my god,” he chuckled. “this could perfectly be your title track, you know that right?”

y/n giggled, then nodded. “i was debating on wether it should be this or the current one, but the other one has more range for the music video, choreo and such,” at her words, felix hummed, understanding her point of view. “still, i want to ask you something regarding this song,” y/n told him, and he looked at her, waiting for her to make whatever question. “i was wondering if you wanted to make a choreography for this song, so they could then film you in a set and turn it into some kind of music video?”

felix’s eyes met hers. “you trust me that much that you want me to be in one of your music videos?”

y/n shook her head in affirmation. “well, you would technically be the only one in the video,” she hesitated, but then continued with a whisper. “and it would only make sense if it were you.”

the australian was confused. “what do you mean by that? why only me?”

y/n looked at him and wondered if she should tell him, but ended up deciding that he had the right to know. “well...the song is kind of about you, as a thank you for everything you’ve done for me and helped me with after all this time.”

to say felix was shocked was an understatement, but he was trying to wrap his head around the fact that y/n, the girl he had fallen head over heels for, had made a song about him, and that it was probably her best composition yet. his eyes glistened, tears threatening to fall from happiness, but he didn’t let them fall and instead took y/n's hand and pulled her to him so he could properly hug her. “thank you,” he whispered, smiling from ear to ear. “i will put my everything into this choreography.”

y/n smiled and nuzzled her face into the crook of felix’s neck. “i know you will, lixie, i know you will.”

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ididntseeurbag's masterlist

hi! welcome to my masterlist :) rn it might seem kinda empty because i'm still starting this blog, but i plan on writing a lot and maybe opening requests in the future, so stay tuned for that! i mostly write for kpop, but i also want to do works for other fandoms (star wars, marauders, tmr, haikyuu, etc.)

disclaimer: i only write fluff or platonic imagines, no smut or nsfw content!

stray kids

- b-side | lee felix x idol!fem!reader

seventeen

~nothing yet!

tomorrow by together

~nothing yet!

enhypen

- kitchen fight | lee heeseung x fem!reader

- turning point | lee heeseung x iland contestant fem!reader

- start over | pt. 2 of lee heeseung x iland!reader

- butterfly | pt. 3 of lee heeseung x iland!reader

ateez

~nothing yet!

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kitchen fight

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: friends to lovers, fluff

warnings: slight mention of stress, mentions of food, no use of y/n (decided to try it, but probably will go back to third person)

in which reader can't sleep and decides to bake a cake, getting some unexpected (but not unwanted) company in the middle of it.

a/n: god it's been a while lmao

it was late at night and you were alone at home, finding it impossibly hard to fall asleep, your mind clouded with thoughts that had been stressing you out for a while. since you knew you weren't going to bed anytime soon, you decided to bake a chocolate cake.

was it 4am? yes. did you care? no.

after you checked if you had the ingredients to make the dessert, you started preparing them all on top of the kitchen counter. as you put down the flour container, you heard the doorbell ring, getting slightly startled by the sudden noise in the middle of the silence that you found yourself in moments before.

you cautiously walked to the door and checked through the peephole, just to be safe. what you saw forced a giggle out of you, since it was heeseung standing in front of the door, taking his mask off and making a funny face. you then opened the door, a smile still on your face from the stunt he had pulled. “what are you doing here at this hour, seung?” you asked, using the nickname that he only allowed you to say. 

“well,” he answered. “you told me an hour ago that you couldn’t sleep, so i decided to come here and give you some company.”

you frowned. “aren’t you sleepy, though?” 

the older looked at her and chuckled. “do you think i’d be here if i was?” 

“i don’t know, heeseung, you sometimes make decisions without processing them beforehand,” you said. 

“trust me,” he concluded. “i don’t have an ounce of tiredness in my body,” that was a lie, but you didn’t have to know. heeseung wanted to spend time with you after a while of not hanging out, so if it meant that he wasn’t sleeping that night, then he would gladly do that.

deciding to trust him, you walked to the kitchen, knowing that the boy would follow you. “i was about to bake a cake, wanna help?”

heeseung pondered the question a bit before answering. “sure, but don’t expect me to be of much aid,” his words made you smile. 

“if i can make sunghoon help me, and you know how much he hates cooking, then you can too,” and having said that, you took out the materials needed to mix everything.

the only thing left was the big bowl to put all the ingredients in at the end, but it was too high up and you couldn’t reach it well, so she stood on your tiptoes and tried to grab it to no avail. seeing that the boy behind you wasn’t doing anything, you turned around and looked at him with a deadpan expression. “aren’t you gonna help or something?” you asked and, after he looked at her with an amused smile for a few seconds, he decided to come to the rescue.

standing behind you, your first thought was that heeseung was going to reach for the bowl himself, but what he did surprised you, to say the least. he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up until she was high enough to get the bowl, which was now secured in your hands thanks to him.he then put you down, and you immediately missed the comforting warmth his touch provided. heeseung tried to look at you, but you only turned to face the other way to not show the slight blush appearing on your cheeks. “happy now?” he chuckled, ruffling your hair in the process.

“hey!” you protested. “i’ve told you many times to not do that,” heeseung only gave you a hum in response, as if saying that he would still do that even if you didn’t like it. to be honest, he liked teasing you until you got angry, he actually thought it was quite funny and cute.

you managed to calm down after the bowl incident and decided to start with the recipe that you already knew by heart, telling heeseung to do something from time to time. when he wasn’t doing anything, he just admired your concentrated face which, surprisingly, also seemed very calm. baking actually took your stress away and set your intrusive thoughts aside, so heeseung tried to take in that state of you before it flew off, since he didn’t get too many chances to see you so relaxed and content.

“here,” you told him. “hold the sifter while i pour the dry ingredients and shake it slightly to sift them.” 

“yes, chef!” he playfully answered, making you laugh. after doing so, you both took turns to mix the batter and then poured it into the mould. finally, you put it in the oven and set a timer to remember to check it so it wouldn’t burn. 

“okay,” you turned around and looked at all the dirty tools and containers. “now we clean.” 

heeseung whined after hearing that. “do we have to?” he asked, dragging out the last word. 

“yes, seung, we do, and if you help me it’ll be much faster and we can chill before taking the cake out.”

heeseung ultimately decided to clean too, taking some dirty spoons and thoroughly scrubbing the food off of them. he then spotted the bowl with the batter remnants and immediately got an idea that you would most likely hate. he thought about doing it or not and he just told himself to take the risk, since your anger didn’t last long when it came to him.

heeseung carefully grabbed the bowl and swiped a bit of the remaining batter with his finger. he then tapped you on the back with his other hand, making you turn around and be met with the boy putting the batter on your cheek. your face immediately turned into a scowl. “lee heeseung, you’re gonna regret doing that!”

heeseung ran out of the kitchen with followed by you, who turned the roles around and had some batter on your finger, ready to be swiped all over heeseung’s face. he ran and ran around only to get back to the kitchen, suddenly getting cornered. “you have nowhere to run now, heeseungie,” you sing-sang, attacking him with the batter a second after.

you both looked at each other and started laughing at yourselves acting like little kids in the middle of the night. after the laughter died down, you grabbed a tissue and went to heeseung, wiping the batter off his face with it. he then took it from you to clean your face. “we’re tied now,” you talked. “let’s not pull any more stunts.”

for a few seconds, there was only silence. until heeseung spoke up, this time not thinking about what he was about to say and do, just like you had stated a while before. “but,” he slowly approached you, making you walk backwards to keep the distance. “what if i don’t want to stop?”

you opened your mouth to speak, but you found yourself speechless. “seung,” you finally managed to blurt out in nothing but a mere whisper, only to hit the counter with your back right after, getting startled and not continuing your sentence.

heeseung had trapped you in, putting his hands on both sides of your frame, resting them on top of the counter. the tension was palpable in the air, feeling like it could be cut with a knife at any moment. you both locked eyes, the atmosphere much serious than it was seconds before. heeseung took a deep breath, just then considering the situation he was in.

he knew it was too late to back off and, even though he had pictured that happening in another, much more planned scenery, he decided to just go along with what he had started. he looked down at his feet, then back at you, sending a fleeting look to your lips, then settling his gaze on your eyes.

“can i?” he questioned softly, praying to the universe that you wouldn’t say no.

it seemed like you didn’t need to think about your actions either at that moment, because you just gave him a nod. even though it was small, that was the only thing that heeseung needed before closing the gap between you that had been growing smaller with every passing second.

you were overwhelmed with joy, but kissed back with the same force as heeseung. feeling your strong response, he smirked into the kiss, only stopping when he had no more oxygen left in his lungs. if it were for him, he would’ve continued to kiss you, but he decided to stop himself before it got too out of hand.

“if this didn’t make it obvious,” he spoke after catching his breath. “i like you.” 

you smiled after hearing his words. “i like you too, heeseung,” she admitted, still giddy from what just happened.

heeseung then smirked at her. “does that mean that i can keep pulling stunts on you?”

“we’ll see about that, seung.”

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butterfly

pairing: heeseung x fem!idol!reader

genre: enemies to lovers (well, not anymore i guess), fluff

warnings: mentions of food

in which i-land is a program to make both a girl and a boy group. it's been almost two years since i-land ended and you and heeseung debuted, so he has a surprise to celebrate that (and for...something else).

a/n: this is my third and final part of my mini-series! part 1 here | part two here <3

it was another boring day at hybe for enhypen and y/n's group moonstone, since they didn’t have any schedules planned. enhypen had just finished promotions for their new album and were taking a rest while moonstone were just doing their things right before starting to get ready for the europe part of their tour.

y/n decided to leave her recording studio and wander the halls of the company in search of some inspiration or an interesting activity to do and pass time. after some walking around with no objective in mind, she got in the elevator and decided to go get an iced latte at the cafeteria.

no one seemed to be there, so she got her order done really fast. she sat at a table next to the big window walls and looked outside, glancing at her phone every time a notification popped out.

suddenly, she heard the elevator ding and saw a familiar face stepping out of it. it was heeseung, who smiled at the girl after noticing her, eyes creasing up as he did so. y/n swore her heart skipped a few beats when he did that, but smiled back at him, pretending to not be affected.

the boy asked for a coffee and a slice of carrot cake and made his way to her table. “i’m gonna guess this seat isn’t taken?” he asked.

y/n chuckled. “wow, amazing guess, considering the fact that there’s no one else but you and me here.” 

that made heeseung roll his eyes while smirking. “oh, shut up.”

when she looked down, y/n noticed he had brung two forks with him, and softly smiled when she realised he wanted to share the slice of her favourite cake. he handed the utensil to her and motioned to the sweet with his head, as if telling her to dig in, and she gladly did so.

she then also saw that he hadn’t ordered his usual iced americano, but had what seemed to be a latte with him. the older followed her gaze to the drink and spoke. “i’ve been following your advice and i’m now getting vanilla lattes more often that americanos.” 

y/n smiled proudly after hearing what he said. “as you should.”

he laughed. “you’re changing me, song y/n,” a pause. “i’m not so easy to mould, but you seem to do it without a drop of sweat.”

y/n smirked. “i must have some sort of talent then, if i can make the lee heeseung listen to me.”

“you certainly do,” he followed. “and it’s very effective.”

“you don’t seem to mind, though.”

“no, that i don’t.”

after that small and not so subtle flirting, a comfortable silence fell upon them while they continued eating the cake and drinking their respective beverages.

when they finished eating, he spoke again. “oh!” he exclaimed. “i just remembered i have something to give you.”

y/n was confused, since her birthday was still far away and, as far as she knew, no one was celebrating anything. “why the sudden present?”

heeseung simply smiled at her and winked. “i’ll tell you when i give it to you, that is if you don’t guess it yourself,” having said that, he took her hand and walked her to the elevator, pressing on the button that would take them to the floor where her studio was.

when the doors opened, he let her hand go. “go to your studio and wait for me there, it’ll take me less than ten minutes,” he didn’t give her time to say anything before he ran off to where he had left the gift, so she just walked to her recording studio and waited there.

after some waiting while being on her phone, y/n heard the door open and saw heeseung enter the room with a small paper bag in his hands. from it he pulled out a flat rectangular box that looked expensive just by the look of it.

the girl didn’t know what it was, but she was already feeling guilty because she knew that must have not been cheap. “you didn’t have to, seung,” she said, but he shushed her before she continued talking about feeling sorry.

“i didn’t, but i wanted to, so stop feeling bad and turn around.”

she did as she was told and spinned around in her chair, back facing heeseung, who gently set her hair aside. for a moment, y/n didn’t feel anything else, but then she saw heeseung’s hands holding a necklace that he then placed on her neck. it was only for a few seconds, but his hands softly grazed y/n’s neck, sending goosebumps all over her body. she hated how he made her feel, even with the smallest of actions.

after clasping both sides of the necklace together, heeseung put her hair back in place, brushing it over a bit with his fingers to make it look a bit better, since it got slightly tangled. he then turned her chair around. “well,” he told her. “what do you think?”

y/n looked at her necklace closely and saw it had a butterfly pendant on it. “it’s beautiful, heeseung,” she looked up at him and smiled widely. ”i love it so much.“

he locked eyes with her and smiled fondly. “do you know now why i gifted you this, or do you need an explanation?” he asked cockily.

y/n playfully sighed, faking annoyance. “oh, do tell, self-proclaimed genius.”

the older chuckled shortly and talked. “today marks two years since our ‘butterfly’ performance on i-land, and we both know it was a turning point in our relationship, so i wanted to celebrate that in some sort of way,” he shyly looked down, slightly embarrassed about what he said.

y/n got up and lifted his face with her index and middle finger. “it’s a beautiful reason, seung,” she said sweetly. “thank you.”

he met her stare, almost getting lost in her eyes. “also,” he suddenly whispered. ”this is also a way for me to finally confess my feelings to you,” he almost laughed at her shocked face, but continued. “because, if you hadn’t noticed yet, i really, really like you.”

y/n was internally malfunctioning, remembering every single time she had tried to confess to him and failing miserably because of the thought that she'd get rejected. apparently, everyone but her knew how obvious it was that heeseung liked her, and even he noticed the girl's feelings towards him, but decided to give her time. after the short initial shock, she managed to get some words out before he got discouraged. “i like you too,” she chuckled softly. “really, really like you.”

he pulled her closer, if that was even possible, and looked at her lips. ”good, because i don’t know what i would’ve done if i hadn’t been able to do this,” having said that, he closed the space between them and kissed her, caressing her face soothingly while doing so, the both of them getting lost in the feeling.

after a while, they separated, and y/n chuckled in disbelief. “who would’ve guessed that we would be here after the rocky start in our relationship,” she sighed. “it seems like we’re both changing each other, lee heeseung.”

he nodded while smirking. “and i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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start over

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: enemies to lovers, fluff

warnings: reader gets stressed

in which i-land is a program to make both a girl and a boy group. you and three other girls are supposed to perform fake love, but the dance moves aren't easy. luckily for you, your now ex-rival heeseung is there to offer comfort.

a/n: this is the second part of my very small mini-series! part 1 here | part three here &lt;3

phase two of i-land had started, and y/n was stressed to say the least. she and her team were 3 days away from the bts test, a performance she was in charge of leading, since fake love required some strong vocals and she was the best in that field.

two of her teammates, anna and georgie, had gone to a small practice room to check on the vocal details, while seungcha (the last member of the team) was sleeping in her room by y/n's orders, for she had overworked herself almost all day and it was already past midnight.

y/n was left alone in the main practice room and decided to go over the dance a few more times in hopes of getting right the moves she hadn’t mastered yet. she danced one part over and over again but couldn’t seem to stop making the same mistakes.

frustrated, she stopped the song, rested her back against the mirror and let herself fall until she sat on the floor. she felt angry at herself for not being able to execute the moves perfectly, and it was even worse when she thought that it was most probably affecting the whole group.

she slightly raised her head to face the ceiling, letting it also rest on the mirror, and closed her eyes. she felt overwhelmed by her incapability of dancing correctly and blamed herself for it, since a leader should be the one that did best in order to set an example for her other partners.

feeling anxious and angry at herself, she couldn’t help but let the tears fall, not caring about wiping them off. she cried, her negative thoughts getting stronger by the minute. she told herself she wouldn’t be able to debut if she kept that up. hell, she thought she wouldn’t even pass the next phase. she also wondered if her team could get out of such a slump if their own leader wasn’t good enough.

the stronger her assumptions were, the more the tears fell. the music that autoplayed from her playlist silenced her soft sobs, but the glass walls of the room left her exposed to whatever person that went down the stairs.

that person ended up being heeseung. he was going to the lower level of the building to see if the main practice room was available, whistling a tune as he made his way down. when he got off the last step, he saw y/n and wasted no time rushing to her.

y/n heard the door open and quickly wiped her tears, thinking it was anna or georgie and not wanting them to see her this vulnerable. to her surprise, she saw heeseung instead, but she was thankful it was him who found her. feeling a bit more at ease, she let the tears fall again, but they didn’t fall as strongly, since y/n was a bit more calm just by having the boy beside her.

heeseung sat next to her and made her rest her head on his shoulder, not before wiping the tears from her face. he put his arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm gently. “what’s wrong?” he softly asked, worried that speaking any louder would bother her.

“everything,” y/n shortly and dryly chuckled. “i can’t get many moves of this dance right and that makes me not have enough time to check on my vocals and help the girls with that as well,” she let out between small hiccups caused by the crying. “what an amazing leader, am i right?” she sarcastically asked.

“oh y/n,” heeseung spoke. “you know that’s not true.”

y/n sat up right. ”oh but it is, heeseung!” she exclaimed. “i’m not working well by myself and even less as a leader, i’m supposed to be pushing these girls forward, not making them fall behind,” she sighed. “that’s not being a good leader,” she muttered while lowering her face.

heeseung moved so he was in front of her and lifted her face up by the chin with his thumb and index finger. “y/n,“ he said, noticing the girl couldn’t meet his eyes. “y/n, look at me, please,” he softly smiled when she did so, growing even more soft towards her when she looked at him with saddened eyes. he recognized that stare, since he had it not many weeks ago, at the start of the survival. he felt terrible knowing that she was going through such painful times like he also did.

“i know it’s hard to be a leader,” he continued. “but you need to remind yourself that you’re not the only person in this team, so you don’t have to do everything alone,” a pause. “i’m sure georgie, anna and seungcha know this, and they’ve been trying to lift some weight off your shoulders, but you’re not letting them.”

“i don’t want to burden them with anything, seung,” she worried, not noticing the name she added at the end of the sentence.

heeseung’s heart skipped a beat when she called him that, not having heard that nickname before. nevertheless, he focused on the conversation at hand. “but you’re not burdening them, you’re just asking for their help, and that doesn’t make you any less stronger or a worse leader,” he gave her a reassuring look. “in fact, it shows that you know when to be in charge and when to make others step up while you focus on improving your own skills,” he told her. “besides, i know for a fact that you don’t do ‘many dance moves’ wrong because i’ve seen you practise this song and you’re almost flawless.”

“‘almost’, you said it yourself, not completely,” y/n observed.

“that ‘almost’ can be perfectly fixed and turned into a ‘fully’,” heeseung countered. “and i can help you with that, if you don’t want to ask any of your teammates so they can focus on themselves a bit more until tomorrow.”

“you’d do that?” the girl asked.

heeseung chuckled. “why not? it’s not like you still hate me and i don’t want you near me.”

y/n looked at him with a mix of surprise and guilt. “i never hated you, heeseung,” she said. “sure, we fought and collided, but i never felt an ounce of hate towards you.”

the older looked away for a few seconds before meeting y/n's eyes once again. “well,” he smiled. ”younger me was dumb enough to think that you hated my guts.”

“younger you was very wrong, then.”

“and i’m glad he was,” heeseung smiled. “you know what? how about we start over?”

“what-”

“hi!” the boy cut her off, reaching his hand towards her. “i’m lee heeseung, and you?”

y/n giggled at what he was doing, but still played along. “song y/n,” she shook his outstretched hand. “nice to meet you.”

heeseung squeezed her hand before letting it go and looking at y/n. they both started laughing at what just happened, and he looked at her as their laughter died down. “there’s the smile i like,” he said in almost a whisper. “you look much better when you smile.”

y/n was amused at his words, trying her hardest to ignore the thousands of butterflies in her stomach that suddenly showed up because of him. she didn't want to admit it, but she was starting to fall for the boy.

feeling the sort of awkward tension between them, heeseung got up, grabbed the phone y/n was using and opened spotify. he searched for a song and pressed play, giving the girl a wide smile when snap shoot by seventeen boomed out of the speakers.

the boy started to dance around and acted silly from time to time so he could get a laugh out of y/n. at one point, he made her stand up and dance with him, not caring about making a fool out of himself, only focusing on the girl next to him and making her forget the bad thoughts she had carved into her mind.

his efforts worked, because y/n started singing the song out loud and laughed from time to time when heeseung made a weird move. when the song ended and second life started to play, the pair stopped fooling around.

y/n grabbed both of heeseung’s hands and, after some hesitation, pulled him into a hug. “thank you, seung,” she whispered to him, now actually being aware of the nickname. “i’m glad we can start over.”

heeseung returned the hug and rubbed her back. “i’m glad too, y/n, really glad.”

while both were sharing an embrace, they didn’t notice the two figures at the door. it was georgie and anna, the first one looking at the pair with a soft expression and the second with a smirk on her face. “told you they were not going to be rivals all their lives,” anna whispered, not wanting to get caught. “you owe me 10.000 won.”

“ugh,” georgie complained as they both went back to their practice room. “i thought you had forgotten about that.”

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turning point

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: (hints of) enemies to lovers, angst (?), fluff if you squint

warnings: none (i think? let me know if you spot anything!)

in which i-land is a program to make both a girl and a boy group and you and heeseung are the trainee ace rivals of hybe who are forced to perform together against the grounders.

a/n: part one of my mini-series! part 2 here | part 3 here &lt;3

it was late at night, and the i-land building residents had decided to go to bed so they had energy to practise for the ground vs i-land battle happening five days later. well, all of them were sleeping but two: heeseung and y/n.

the both of them were in the main practice room, still trying to cooperate and coordinate their moves, for they had to do a mixed stage. they were performing butterfly together, both cursing whoever decided that suddenly making a change in groups and mixing the male and female members was a good idea.

nevertheless, they ended up agreeing to suck it up and try to work as one so the team could get a high score. and there they were, still not matching each other’s energy.

stressed out, y/n stopped dancing and paused the music. “this is clearly still not working out,” she stated. “either we do something about it now or i’m going to bed.”

“what do you think we have been trying to do for the past two hours?” heeseung asked her, then muttered. “or at least i’ve been trying.”

y/n scoffed. “i’m sorry? mind you, i led this practice all afternoon and you always countered my opinions,” she said rather quickly and slightly offended. “i don’t know if you can call that trying, but sure.”

the boy sighed, visibly tired and not wanting to get into a fight again. “look,” he started. “i may not have been of much help-”

“clearly.”

“-but,” he continued after being cut off. “i didn’t do it to go against you, only to try and test things out from a different perspective.”

“well, we tried my and your ideas, and none are working,” y/n said. “maybe we need another point of view that’s not ours.”

heeseung looked at her through the mirror. “i can’t believe i’m saying this, but i agree.”

half an hour after y/n left to find help, she, surprisingly, came back with rain. how she had managed to get to him, heeseung didn’t know, but he was secretly grateful she found him out of every other producer.

they explained the situation to him and he nodded along. “so, basically you don’t know how to dance together without clawing at each other’s throats, huh?” he told them, although not waiting for neither to say anything. “and here i thought they were dating,” he muttered to himself. “talk about enemies to lovers.”

not hearing what he last said, y/n looked at the man and spoke. “do you think you can give us advice to turn this into a good performance?” to which he nodded with a warm smile and told them to show him the whole act.

they did just that, and right after the first chorus ended, rain stopped the music. “i know what’s wrong,” he half shouted. “you’re not close enough, both physically and mentally,” seeing the looks of not understanding the two teens were giving him, he continued. “you have to reach for each other, to feel what the other does and not put a barrier in between, you have to be as close as possible in order to make this credible.”

y/n and heeseung locked eyes and then turned to the producer. even though they thought rain was close to mad for even thinking they could get along, they nodded and thanked him for the advice. the eldest then excused himself and told them to record themselves if they improved so he could see it.

silence fell upon both of them and stayed that way for a bit, until the boy spoke. “i guess we have no chance but to try,” y/n agreed shortly after and pressed record on their tablet before they placed themselves in the initial position of the song.

with rain’s advice in mind, they started to sing and dance. firstly, they were doing nothing to cease the awkwardness, but during the first chorus they got a bit more near each other. unconsciously, they danced and sang closer and closer until there was little room between them.

both heeseung and y/n felt different as they saw they weren’t so separated, and loosened up when they realised that rain’s advice was actually kind of working. they met gazes more often, and fully made physical contact when it was needed in the choreo, instead of awkwardly hovering their hands over the other like earlier.

anyone that watched that last part of the song would’ve thought they had never had trouble with one another and they were inseparable from the day they met. in fact, when rain received the video, he saw a big spark of hope between the duo’s relationship.

the song finished with the ending pose, consisting of holding hands next to their faces and looking into each other’s eyes. it was supposed to be a fast ending, with them just standing like that for five seconds, but none seemed to want to let go. they kept staring at each other, their gazes then lowering to the other’s lips. they unconsciously leaned in and reduced the space between them, slightly closing their eyes-

“ayo,” anna (one of the female trainees and also one of y/n's best friends) and jay barged in through the door, anna shouting the short greeting. “have you seen my-”

y/n and heeseung quickly separated and put distance between them, looking at their friends with awkward smiles. y/n couldn’t believe herself. what was she doing, almost kissing her supposed rival?

“-beanie,” anna continued, realising she had interrupted a moment. “you know what? nevermind, i’ll search for it tomorrow,” she then dragged jay away with her. “let’s go, jay!”

“wha- but-” jay tried to speak just to be shushed by his friend while she pushed him towards the stairs.

after some excruciating silence, y/n took the courage to say something. “i’m... going to sleep, if that’s okay with you?” she didn’t even know why she asked for his approval, she could do whatever she thought best.

“sure, yeah,” the older answered. “i’ll go to bed too, then.”

they both walked to their respective rooms and went to open the door, but simultaneously turned around before twisting the knob.

“so-”

“well-”

“you first,” y/n let him speak.

“tomorrow at eight a.m, breakfast, then practice again?”

y/n was surprised to hear that he wanted to eat breakfast with her instead of being on opposite tables like they did before, but she gave him a barely visible smile and nodded. “eight a.m it is,” she turned and opened the door, looking back at him. “good night, heeseung.”

heeseung stood there after she had already closed the door, smiling to himself when he registered the fact that y/n had called him by his name and not his surname (like she always did until that night). “good night, y/n,” he whispered, still smiling, then went inside his room.

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Byron writing about the Coliseum and dropping this absolute banger

thou rolling moon […] filled up […] the gaps of centuries

till the place became religion

the dead who still rule our spirits from their urns

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dude...this hit hard

Home

Reader x Platonic!Holland & Co

A/N: so this blurb is more personal, and really i just wrote it to vent to myself about my fears and insecurities about moving and starting college. i realized i might not be the only one going through this change and having these feelings, so to everyone dealing with homesickness or fomo [fear of missing out] or anything like that, you are not alone and i am here for you, enjoy :)

Warnings: one f-bomb that’s it. emotional ig, idk i cried while writing this so maybe you’ll cry reading it

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ajsksjdkdj i love you 🥺❤️ we'll meet some day

Have you ever met someone on the internet that you liked so much that you sometimes sit there and think “Oh man there are people who are lucky enough to see this person IN THE FLESH ON A REGULAR BASIS and I wonder if they realize how LUCKY they are”

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Home Alone (With You)

Pairing: Harry Holland X Reader

A/N: Merry christmas everyone!! here’s a small blurb I pulled out during a sleepless night. It’s an addition to my Move Night mini series so if you wanna check the other fics there go for it. That’s all for now so…happy holidays and enjoy :)

Warnings: like two curse words, extreme fluff, Harry thinking Die Hard is a christmas movie 

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