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Cat/Boyfriend ~ *Choi Yeonjun*

Summary: Yeonjun has been very cuddly lately. He reminds you of something else. Perhaps a feline?

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 353

Warning: Swearing

Masterlist

Taglist: @foxwinter

You were simply reading your book when your boyfriend decided to flop onto your stomach.

“Oof.” You groaned. “Ack, Yeonjun!”

He grinned up at you. “Hi.”

“Yeah, hi.” You muttered. “What are you doing?”

“Attention seeking.”

“Why am I not surprised? So you’re just going to lay on my stomach and not do anything?”

He snuggled into you. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

“You sap.”

“Only for you.”

All you did was hum in response, returning to your book. As you read, your hand subconsciously slipped into his hair. While you played with it, he hummed in contentment, leaning into your touch and pressing further into your stomach. You, however, were unaware of the effect you were having on your lazy boyfriend, completely enraptured by your book.

As you continued your ministrations on his scalp, Yeonjun started to almost purr. It was as if your fingertips held magic that eased his mind and body. It was then that he was sure you’d be the death of him. And he was totally okay with that.

When you finished your chapter, you glanced down at your boyfriend and laughed at his blissed out expression. “You doing okay there, love?”

“Oh, yeah. Absolutely.”

You shook your head and kissed your palm before threading it through his hair once more. He simply cooed in delight. You chuckled, mumbling, “You’re so cute. Like a kitten.”

“Sure, whatever you say.”

“You’re not even going to deny it?”

“Why deny what’s true?”

You chuckled. “You’re a strange one. But I still love you, I suppose.:

He glanced up at you and pouted. “You suppose?”

Shrugging, you answered, “I mean if I wanted a cat, I could just buy one. Besides, there's far less work and trouble.”

“Are you calling me high maintenance?”

“Well, if the shoe fits.”

Sitting upm he exclaimed defiantly, “How about I buy you that cat and then we’ll see who’s more high maintenance.”

“Aww, you’d do that for me? Thanks love! You’re the best!” You patted his cheek with a teasing grin.

Yeonjun paused. “I just got played, didn’t I?”

“Like a damn fiddle.”

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Such a Cheater! ~ *Kang Taehyun*

Summary: It was supposed to be a fun game night. However, you learned very quickly to never play Uno with your boyfriend.

Pairing: Kang Taehyun X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 665

Warning: Uno

Masterlist

Taglist: @samepoisonsamevine @kpop-will-kill-me @maeleelee

You glanced at the cards in your hands before giving your partner across from you the best bluff in your life. Things were getting serious. You only had five left and Taehyun had three in his hands. If you weren't careful, this next move could end the game. You needed to get this right.

So after careful consideration, you laid down your yellow skip card before laying down a yellow eight on top. You gave him a smug smile as you were pleased that you laid down two cards in one turn. Now the game was even.

You watched him carefully survey his own cards. He was playing you, you could feel it. He was acting like he didn't know which card to put down, but he knew exactly what he was doing three steps from now. You just had to hope you didn't just play into his hand.

Your jaw dropped as he set down a draw 4. "I pick green, which means I go again. I place my green skip and then my green nine. And that's the game! I won!"

"You cheated." The words fell from your lips as soon as he announced his win. Though you had no proof and you weren't even certain yourself, you still said it. Besides, there was no way he didn't cheat! "YOU CHEATED!"

Taehyun's jaw dropped at your accusation. "I did not!"

"Yes you did! There is no way you got a draw 4 card! We already played all of the draw 4 cards!" You explained.

He shook his head. "We had to shuffle the discard pile and haven't played all of the draw 4’s since."

"Yes we did!"

"No we didn't!"

"We absolutely did! I count to make sure only four draw 4’s are played before we reshuffle."

"You're crazy, you know that?"

With a scoff, you reach to grab the discard pile when Taehyun beats you to it. Your jaw drops more as you realize your suspicions were confirmed: he had been cheating.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice as cool as a cucumber.

"I was going to check how many draw 4’s there were in the discard pile because I don't have any." You kept your eyes firmly trained on the cards in his hands. "What are you doing with the discarded cards?"

"You're being paranoid." He scoffed and reached for the box, which you quickly snatched up. "Seriously? You're such a bad loser!"

"I am not a bad loser! You're a terrible winner because you cheated!"

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I told you, I did not cheat! The more you accuse me of it, the more hurt I am. Seriously, I can't believe you'd think your own boyfriend would cheat like this! You're absolutely crazy, you know that?"

"I am not and your guilty behavior is proving it!" You pointed a finger in his face.

"How am I acting guilty?"

"You grabbed the cards before I could check to make sure you weren't cheating and then you tried to put them away just as fast. You're hiding something and I am going to figure out what it is, one way or another."

He rolled his eyes before holding out his open hand. "Give me the box."

"Give me the cards."

"You're being ridiculous. Give me the box."

"Not until you give me the cards first."

He dramatically sighed before practically throwing them at your chest. They tumbled to the floor, but that didn't stop you from scrambling to find all four of the wild draw 4’s in a standard UNO deck. There was one... two... three... four...

"AHA! I KNEW I WASN'T CRAZY!" You screamed as you held up the fifth wild draw 4.

However Taehyun was nowhere to be found. With a groan, you left the cards scattered on the ground and began to chase after him.

"COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE CHEATER! YOU HAVE TO ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES!"

"YOU'LL HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST!"

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HUENINGKAI 'Deja Vu', 240414

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240405 Music Bank Mini Fansign ©Greening_hue_ | Do not edit, do not crop logo.

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KAI ♡ 'DEJA VU' (MUSIC BANK) 240405

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Becoming Friends ~ *Choi Beomgyu*

Summary: You feel completely out of place at this royal masquerade ball. However, you meet someone who seems just out of place as you. Perhaps he'd like to be friends with you...?

Pairing: Choi Beomgyu X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 1202

Warning: Alcohol consumption, dropping glass, mentions marriage

Masterlist

Taglist: @foxwinter​ @rai-scutum​

This was your first time at a masquerade ball and you already felt so out of place. You’ve never really had the time to put your knowledge of dancing or court etiquette to the test, at least not outside of your tutoring sessions. Being the heir to your Queendom, you were far more concerned with keeping up with the other nations than worrying about something so trivial like dancing.

However, the citizens were growing restless with rumors of your mother stepping down as Queen and that you weren’t prepared in the slightest to fill the role. The talk around town was that people thought it would be better if you took the throne with someone at your side to keep the place from falling into ruins.

So, your mother decided to throw a masquerade, in an attempt to appease your people and give them the assumption you were looking for a suitor without you actually having to find one. Your mother was quite adamant that you didn’t need to ascend the throne with a spouse by your side and she’d be proud of you if you took on the job alone. However, you didn’t want to disappoint your people, which made you come to the conclusion that you would meet people you thought were a good fit for your country and make friends before deciding anything like marriage.

However, as previously mentioned, you felt so out of place in this big, glittering ballroom. Everything was so lavish and formal, and you felt like you were pretending to be someone you weren’t. It was odd that you felt more comfortable in a conference room than you did in a ballroom. 

A couple of people had already asked you to dance, and it wasn’t too hard to find the right steps to the dances. However you were so stiff and anxious, afraid you were going to make a fool out of yourself, which didn’t make you a good partner to sashay around the floor with. It wasn’t surprising when you found yourself near the back of the ballroom like a wallflower, nursing a flute of champagne and making a face every time you took a sip. You really weren’t a fan of alcohol.

Despite the fear and nerves that were gnawing on your sanity, you did love watching other people have fun. The beautiful ball gowns that swirled around the floor and caught the light of the chandeliers, and the suits that were so finely tailored made them all look like dolls. All of the masks that held an air of secrecy and flirtation as they zipped past you made you blush. It was at least a perfect night to revel in other people’s joy.

“Not much for parties?” A voice cut into your thoughts, causing you to accidentally drop your champagne flute. It shattered and some of the champagne that was left inside splashed the bottom of your dress.

Instantly, the man apologized and he started to pick up glass shards. “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you that bad! Please, let me make it up to you! I really am so sorry!”

You shook your head, stooping down to help him out. “No, it’s quite alright. I was just so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t see you. I’m not usually this jumpy, I promise! I apologize for the mess I created.”

“Don’t be sorry.” He assured you. You both went to reach for the last piece of glass and his gloved hand touched your own. You suppressed your gasp, which gave him the opportunity to snag it away and stand up.

Flagging down a waiter, he gently passed on the glass shards carefully and informed him of the mess. The waiter nodded and said he would clean it up right away. You let the stranger take your hand to direct you away from the rest of the glass on the floor before giving a proper bow over your hand.

“Forgive me for the improper introduction, but my name is Choi Beomgyu and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.” He said.

“You know me?” You knew it was bad manners to not acknowledge his introduction, but you were surprised that he could guess who you were behind the mask. You would have never guessed he was Prince Beomgyu if he didn’t introduce himself to you.

He chuckled as he nodded. “I’m afraid I’m pretty well versed in nobility symbolism. The jewels in your tiara gave it away. I hope I didn’t offend.”

Shaking your head, you replied. “Not at all. Just stunned, which appears to be an easy thing to do to me. Nevertheless, it certainly is a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.”

“I must say, I’m both surprised and happy it’s still a pleasure to meet me after I made you spill your drink and ruin your dress.” He gave a slight chuckle, but you could see his cheeks were flushed pink, a sign he had been drinking tonight.

You also gave a short laugh before adding, “Then I must confess I’m not much of a champagne drinker. So you have saved me from a night of drinking it.”

“Then I am happy to be of service to you, Your Highness.” He bowed in a more grandiose way before saying, “If Your Highness doesn’t mind, would you do me the honor of joining me in this next dance?”

With a blush, you took his hand and said, “Only if you don’t mind that I’m an absolutely terrible dancer.”

“Not at all.” You almost didn’t catch his wink behind his mask.

A waltz began and at first, you were stiff and nervous. However, he gently led you through the dance and whispered in your ear for you to relax. Before too long, you started to melt both into his arms and into the dance. Everything became so much easier as he smiled warmly at you and whispered sweet nothings to you every so often. You started to feel at ease with him and before you knew it, you had already danced with him three times in a row.

Taking a break from dancing, you took a glass of punch this time as he took some more champagne. Smiling at you, he said, “See? You’re not half as bad of a dancer as you say you are.”

“It’s all because I had a wonderful partner to guide me through it.” You answered, hiding your blushing cheeks behind your drink.

His turned pink, though this time it was from your bold flirting. “Ah, thank you, Your Highness. It was a pleasure.”

You shook your head gently. “Please, call me Y/n.”

With a nod, he added. “Then you must call me Beomgyu, if we’re going to be friends.”

It was exactly what you told your mother. You were going to find friends in the crowd of attendees, and here you were becoming friends with Prince Choi Beomgyu. But the fluttering of your heart suggested this might be something more. Nevertheless, you smiled and raised your glass of punch in celebration. He clicked his flute to yours with a chuckle.

“To becoming friends!”

“To becoming friends!”

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SOOBIN ' I'll See You There Tomorrow ' @ Performance37

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gyutie asking the real questions (transl.)

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Telephone ~ *Choi Soobin*

Summary: It was supposed to be a regular grocery shopping trip. In and out, easy. That is, until Soobin laid eyes on you for the first time ever.

Pairing: Choi Soobin X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 1112

Warning: He's not a stalker I swear!

Masterlist

Taglist: @samepoisonsamevine @kpop-will-kill-me @maeleelee

A/N: Inspired by the song Telephone by Waterparks

It was Soobin's turn to go grocery shopping for the dorm and he was none too pleased about the chore. It's not that he hated to shop, it's just that he has been really busy lately and wanted to have a day where he could lay in bed all day doing nothing. But things never work out the way he wants. So here he was, pushing a grocery cart through the aisles and checking items off the list.

His saving grace was everything on the extensive list given to him by his group mates was found with ease. He was worried that he would have to make multiple trips to try and find what they needed. Although, the more stuff he put in the cart, the more he realized just how expensive this trip was going to be. These were the moments when he cursed the fact that the rest of the group had bottomless stomachs.

Soobin turned the cart down the snack aisle and took a look at what kind of junk food the boys put on the list. Everyone had their favorites and wanted copious amounts of each. He shook his head and began pulling bag after box after can down and into the cart.

As he reached for a bag of Kai's favorite chips, his hand brushed another person's hand. He flinched and withdrew, glancing over at the person he made contact with.

They blushed and gave a shy smile. "Excuse me, did you want those?"

Soobin was starstruck. The most exquisite person in the universe was standing right before him. Their hair framed their face perfectly, their eyes sparkled in the fluorescent lighting, and their fingers fidgeted a little with the basket in their hands. Though they were wearing simple street clothes, they looked like an angel walking on Earth. They were truly a sight to behold and their very presence shook him to the core. He was frozen where he stood, his tongue heavy in his mouth. He didn't know what to say or how to react.

They tilted their head to the side a little and he swore he almost whimpered at how adorable they looked. "Pardon me?"

"Uh, yeah, sorry." He mumbled. How he managed to say anything to such a work of art, he had no idea. 

They nodded, took the first bag on the shelf, and handed it to him. "There you are. Sorry about what happened earlier."

He frantically shook his head. "No, it's my fault. I'm sorry."

They smiled and it felt like right then and there, Soobin was shot with cupid's arrow. "You're fine. Have a good rest of your day."

As they grabbed their own bag of chips, he watched them walk out of the aisle and into the next one. His heart was painfully beating in his chest. His head was throbbing. He could still smell their scent even though they weren't next to him anymore.

Could this be what love at first sight is?

Soobin tried to shake his head, telling himself no, he was just being ridiculous. But even though he just met them, he wanted to know everything about them. From their name, to their family, to their plans for the future. He was desperate to learn everything he could about such an angel and he wanted to follow them to the ends of the Earth and farther. It was crazy and he knew it, but he didn't care. What he cared about was them.

And so, as discreetly as he could manage, Soobin began to follow them around the grocery store. Yes, he knew he was being creepy as all hell, but they had mesmerized him from the start. He couldn't stop himself even if he tried getting closer to them. It was pretty easy to appear distant and coincidental, as most of the aisles they went down also contained items he still needed to get off his list. And again, as creepy as he knew he was being, he took mental notes of the kind of things they were putting in their basket. He was pleasantly surprised to note that most of the things they liked, he liked as well.

As he continued to follow them through the store, Soobin could feel words to songs and poems swarming inside his brain. All of the pretty, flowery language he wanted to share with them. He felt as cheesy as Romeo, waxing poetic to his fair Juliet. But, you know, without all the dying and feuding. Still, he felt like he needed to write down all of the words inside him and send each one to them. He wanted them to tell him how good of a writer he was and how much they cherished each letter, poem, and song.

But Soobin knew better than to just spontaneously burst into rhyme in the middle of a grocery store. So instead, he settled for making a mental note that he would write everything down on his phone when he got back to the dorm. That way he wouldn't be distracted and have all the time and resources he needed to write the perfect love poem. 

Before too long, they made their way to the cash register and paid for their items. Soobin double checked the list to make sure he had everything before he too checked out at the register. It was just as expensive as he thought it was going to be and he was reluctant to hand over his credit card to pay for it all. He made a mental note to ask each of the other boys for a share of the cost.

When he was done and had his groceries loaded into his cart, he made his way over to his car. He couldn't find them anywhere, despite how hard he looked. With a dejected sigh, he filled up his car and made the trip back to the dorm. As he did so, he made sure his radio played nothing but love songs. He needed inspiration for all of the beautiful things he was going to write for them when he got back.

Upon arriving, the others helped him bring his groceries back inside. Soobin didn't say anything, even as they tried to get him to talk. Instead, he simply nodded, shook his head, or shrugged at all of their questions. When everything was brought into the dorm and put where they needed to go, he slipped into his room and locked the door.

Taehyun glanced at the other three boys staring at Soobin's shut door. "He's losing his mind."

Yeonjun just smirked. "And soon, we'll be reaping all of the benefits."

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lmfaoo taehyun 😂