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[naebaetwsog]

I’m getting why too comfy on this app sooo I’ll use that to vent.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday I went to work at a coffee for the first time, and I could say it went well all the days, I didn’t mix up any order and I found out that I am a fast learner.

But Idk the energy at the end of my Saturday shift was getting strange, it was calm so we were just chilling, and I was going outside to see if there are any more orders.

Idk if my coworkers got annoyed and I was starting to overthink about what would they say about me once I lived bcs I’ve noticed a pattern those 3 days I worked there, and they talk a lot behind each other back, so yeah, I then proceeded to cry once I got home at 7pm till I slept at 11pm (I was just tearing up every time I started to think about how they would be talking)

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hiii, hope you're having a good day<3

i was wondering if you could write a scenario where tws gets into a dating scandal with another idol and reader gets jealous and ends up confessing their feelings for tws

feel free to choose the member :)

。＊It Was Always You °.

genre. fluff, mutual pinning, friends to lovers

warning. non

pairing . Tws!jihoon(idol) x fem!reader(non idol)

an. Thank you for your requests, the idea is incredibly so I made it right away. Hope you enjoy

⚠️I’m writing about a healthy kpop world so, there won’t be any sort of violent hate on idols for dating, just normal fans that let idols have a normal life!!!

You’ve known Jihoon since before the spotlight, before the fandoms, before the screaming crowds. Back when he was just a boy with big dreams and sore feet from hours in a dance studio. You were there through everything — his first classes, those for multiple agencies auditions, the day he got into the “Trainee A” project with a nervous smile and shaky hands.

You were there the day the project got canceled too. When the hope in his voice cracked and his dreams looked like they were slipping. You didn’t leave. You never left. When he got the call about debuting in TWS, when he wasn’t allowed to tell a soul — you were the first person he celebrated with. Hugging, laughing, jumping like kids in that same studio you’d always practiced in.

Now, he was a full-blown idol — part of one of HYBE’s hottest groups — and you were still by his side. As a part-time dancer, you worked gigs, trained with him sometimes, and you never let the fame change your dynamic. The other members loved you. You were his home base, his safe place.

But things weren’t always smooth.

———

One random day, the internet exploded: Dispatch posted photos of Jihoon interacting with a female idol backstage at an award show. Just a bow, a smile, maybe a few words exchanged. That was all. But somehow, it spiraled — “Jihoon spotted dating ___ idol??” “TWS Jihoon dating rumors confirmed?!”

You saw it all.

And you told yourself it didn’t matter. You were just his friend. You had no right to feel anything.

But your chest tightened. You couldn’t stop thinking about it. Why was he smiling like that? Why did people keep shipping them? Why were they acting like they knew him better than you?

And then — your phone lit up.

———

[Jihoon 🐣💥]

OMG I DIDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING

I LITERALLY JUST TALKED TO HER FOR 10sec

what do i do

i didn’t even wanted to talk to her it just happened

tell me what to do pls😭😭

———

He was panicking.

You texted back, reassured him, told him to breathe. He said he was asking his manager, following the company protocol. HYBE posted a denial. But it didn’t stop the rumors. It didn’t stop the fans. They loved the idea of him with her. They made edits. Wrote fanfics. Called them “couple of the year.”

And worst of all? Jihoon joked about it once during a live. Just a playful tease, but it stung.

You hated how it made your stomach twist.

———

One evening, the two of you were in the dance studio again. Just like old times. You’d already run the routine three times. Now you were on the floor, lying on your back, chest rising and falling. Jihoon was next to you, scrolling through his phone, laughing softly at something — like the world wasn’t chewing your heart up and spitting it out.

“Jihoon,” you said, quietly.

He hummed.

“You know about everything that’s happening… the shipping stuff?”

“Yeah,” he replied, eyes still on his screen. “Still won’t shut up about it.”

You hesitated. “How do you really feel about it?…would you actually date her?”

He shrugged. “I don’t feel anything. ‘Cause I know it’s not true. And no I wouldn’t ”

“…Hmm. I see,” you said, trying to sound neutral — but the bitterness was all over your voice.

Then he paused.

He turned his head, peering at you with a slow, sly smirk. “Wait. Wait wait wait. Are you… jealous?”

You didn’t say a word.

“No way,” he laughed, sitting up with a huge grin on his face. “YOU’RE JEALOUS? This is insane. Oh my God—”

“…Yeah,” you said flatly. “I am.”

And just like that — silence.

His laugh stopped mid-breath. He looked at you like you had just slapped him across the face and then kissed him.

“…You’re serious?”

You nodded, still staring at the ceiling. “I don’t like it. I don’t like how people talk about you with her. I don’t like how they ship you. I don’t like how she looked at you. I don’t like it at all.”

Jihoon didn’t move for a second. Then he sat cross-legged beside you.

“You like me,” he said, voice soft but a little smug.

“I didn’t say that.”

“You’re jealous over someone I don’t even know. That’s basically a confession.”

You finally looked at him, lips pressed into a tight line. “Well maybe I am confessing. What now?”

His grin dropped into something softer. Eyes wide. A little scared. A little amazed.

“…Then I’m kissing you,” he whispered.

And he did.

He leaned down, hand on the floor beside your head, and kissed you — gently, like he’d been waiting a long time but didn’t want to mess it up. It was soft, warm, and way too short.

When he pulled back, he was red as a tomato and smiling like an idiot.

“I’ve loved you since forever,” he mumbled. “You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted.”

You bit your lip. “You gonna tell that to Dispatch too?”

He chuckled. “Actually… yeah. Kinda.”

———

A few days later, Jihoon went live. No names, no drama — just honesty.

“I want to clear something up — again. I’m not dating the person people think I am. I don’t even know her. Please stop spreading stuff like that.

If I ever do date someone, I want people to know it’s real. That it didn’t start because of a 5-second clip or a blurry photo.

I want it to be with someone who’s been with me through everything. Someone I’ve danced with, laughed with, cried with. Someone who stuck around before the debut, before the fame.

And if that ever happens… maybe I’ll write a song about her.”

And that night, you sat alone in the studio, phone in your hand, watching the clip.

He didn’t say your name. He didn’t have to.

You already knew the song was about you.

!Bonus!

It starts small. Jihoon thinks he’s being subtle.

But the thing about TWS is… they know everything. He’s not slick.

⸻

[Scene: Practice Room]

Y’all are just vibing like usual. You walk in with your hair a little messy, Jihoon is already there stretching. He sees you and that boy’s face lights up like a whole LED strip.

And Shinyu? He catches it immediately.

“Bro. Why do you look like a golden retriever seeing its owner?”

Jihoon throws a towel at him, “Shut up.”

“You shut up,” Youngjae adds, smirking. “You just fixed your hair in the mirror three times before she walked in. Be so real.”

You’re laughing nervously in the back while Jihoon is pretending to be unbothered, stretching aggressively like he’s not blushing red behind the ears.

Later, when y’all take a water break and you and Jihoon are sitting on the floor whispering about literally nothing—

Hanjin: “They think we don’t see them. It’s so cute.”

Dohoon: “It’s giving… romantic drama episode 12 when the confession happens and the next morning they act like nothing happened.”

Kyungmin, quietly recording them: “This is for evidence when they say they’re ‘just friends’ again.”

They’re literally so unserious about it. Jihoon flips out.

“Yah! Delete that!!”

“Say ‘please’ lover boy,” Kyungmin smirks.

It’s endless.

⸻

!Bonus 2!: Fans Figuring It Out

This is where it gets scary. Fans are geniuses.

At first, they brush off Jihoon’s statement, disappointed but respectful.

Then… the threads begin.

⸻

Fan thread: 🧵 “Why I think Jihoon from TWS is dating someone else and it’s NOT the idol he was rumored with 👀”

1. Timestamped Video:

“During this one dance practice, Jihoon keeps glancing off camera. Multiple times. He’s smiling at someone not in frame. We know the room layout. That’s the mirror side. Who’s he smiling at??”

2. Matching Items:

“He wore that black hoodie like five times this month. Guess who was spotted wearing the exact same one at a convenience store by a fan? A dancer who was on set for a TWS shoot. Coincidence?? 🤨”

3. Secret Playlist Name:

“During a VLive, his phone screen turned on for a second and fans saw a playlist name blurred out — when enhanced, it kinda looks like a nickname we’ve heard him use for a certain someone… 😭”

4. That One Slip Up:

“In a behind-the-scenes clip, Youngjae says ‘you should just bring her next time’ and Jihoon goes 👁️👄👁️ and everyone goes silent before Shinyu claps loudly and yells ‘ANYWAY—’”

⸻

Top comment:

“This ain’t even a thread anymore it’s a full FBI investigation. I’m invested.”

Second top comment:

“I don’t ship idols with randoms, but if this is true… she’s literally been his ride or die since day one. I support this.”

Before long, fans start lowkey rooting for you two. They call you “Jihoon’s muse.” They make edits with old dance clips. They’re saying things like:

• “He’s smiling like someone in love 🥹”

• “This is realer than any idol couple I’ve seen before.”

• “This is what it looks like when you fall for your best friend.”

Some even go back to that old Dispatch post and start commenting:

“Wrong girl, bestie.”

⸻

Final bonus!!

Jihoon, watching all the theories unfold:

😳 “How do they know everything…?”

You, sipping your drink and scrolling through stan Twitter:

😌 “I plead the fifth.”

And the rest of TWS?

They’re just waiting for the official couple reveal so they can say “we told you so” in unison.

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YANI pretty hru doing :O its been so longg

Omgg, I’m doing great how about youuu?

[naebaetwsog]

next idea for when you're free to write...

Tws + moments they feel lucky to be loved by you

(I'm obsessed with this song) 😍

。+Lucky to be loved by you、°

genre.fluff

warning.eating

pairing.bf!tws x fem!reader

an. I also love the song, is my favourite one in this album fr, it’s just incredible tho, anyways love your ideas ml<3, keep feeding me with them 🤲

Shinyu - When You Cook Together

To Shinyu, love tastes like laughter in the kitchen. It smells like garlic sizzling in the pan and sounds like you humming while slicing vegetables. Out of all the things you two do together, cooking is his favorite. He cherishes the way you lean over to ask if it needs more salt, the little dance you do when your dish turns out perfect, the way you let him taste your food with a hopeful smile. But nothing tops the moments when you cook just for him. He swears he almost cried the first time you served him a meal with that soft “try it” — because to him, food is love, and in that moment, he knew you loved him deeply. Shinyu feels so lucky to have someone who shares that with him.

Dohoon - When You Laugh Together

Dohoon’s favorite sound in the world is your laugh. Especially when it’s about something dumb — like a TikTok you sprinted across the room to show him, or a weirdly-shaped vegetable you found. But the moment that always gets him is when you’re in a big crowd, maybe at a party, and something funny happens — and the first thing you do is look at him, laughing. Like he’s your person. Like sharing the joy with him is instinct. That’s when his heart gets loud in his chest, and he feels like the luckiest guy alive. Nothing beats being your safe place to laugh.

Youngjae - When You Eat Together

Youngjae + food + you = peak happiness. Doesn’t matter if it’s a convenience store run at midnight or a fancy restaurant with a line out the door — if you’re eating together, it’s perfect. But his favorite is trying new places with you. The kind of place where you eat like no one’s watching, even if sauce drips down your chin and you’re too full to talk. He’ll sit there, watching you stuff your face like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen, and think, “How did I end up this lucky?” You, him, food, laughter — it’s simple, but it’s everything.

Hanjin - When You’re Just… There

Some people need grand gestures. Hanjin? He just needs you. Your presence alone makes everything better. He’ll be walking beside you in silence, your fingers brushing, and think, She’s real. She’s mine. He’s happiest in the quiet moments — curled up on the couch, half-asleep in bed, walking around aimlessly just because. Your existence in his life is enough to make him feel like the most loved man on Earth. And when you two finally move in together, when he sees your toothbrush next to his and your hoodie on his chair, he’ll cry. Happy tears. Because this is real — and he feels so, so lucky.

Jihoon - When You Bicker Like Kids

Jihoon lives for the chaos — and lucky for him, you match his energy perfectly. When you two start fake arguing about the dumbest things (“I know I said left, you just don’t listen!” “It was a roundabout, Jihoon!!”), he’s grinning the whole time. He loves how you never actually get mad, how you always throw it back with the same teasing vibe. To him, that’s love — being yourself, being loud, being weird, and having someone who meets you right there. You two do the dumbest things sometimes, like spontaneous midnight walks or cutting each other’s bangs with safety scissors. He’s not sure who started the “yolo” energy first, but he knows one thing: it made him realize you’re the one.

Kyungmin - When You Love on Him Freely

Kyungmin melts every time you touch him like you can’t help it — like you have to hug him, kiss him, ruffle his hair, cling to him like gravity itself is pulling you closer. And he never pretends to be cool about it. The moment you throw your arms around him, he’s blushing so bad he can’t even speak straight. He holds you so tight, like he’s scared you’ll disappear. His heart races when you kiss his cheeks out of nowhere or play with his hair while he’s talking. He always whispers stuff like, “Why are you so good to me?”

He doesn’t just feel loved — he feels chosen. And every time you show him affection so effortlessly, he looks at you like you hung the stars, because to him, you really did.

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Hmm so don’t talk to me bcs gumball season 7 is coming this year, thank you, the best year so far

[naebaetwsog]

Just finished riize’s album…

How can one make an album with 10 songs and still have no skips

I 42’s and briize’s really got blessed this year, masterpiece after masterpiece

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okay first idea: tws with gf who's afraid of the dark. Maybe she didn't tell them because she's embarrassed about it, then they spend the night together and they find out. What would be the members reaction???

°＊TWS when you are scared of the dark・×

genre.fluff

warning.non

pairing.bf!tws x fem!reader

an. Once again thank you for the request, I hope I did it the way you wanted, if not feel free to correct me

Shinyu

After spending the whole afternoon together—cooking, cuddling, laughing over games—it was finally time to sleep. Your heart was racing, not just because it was your first time sleeping over at his place, but also because… you were terrified of the dark.

You didn’t want to seem childish, so you stayed quiet as you both did your night routine: warm showers, brushing teeth side by side, giggling through the steam.

Soon you were lying in his bed, wrapped in his scent and soft sheets, chatting softly in the dark.

Then, he reached out and turned the lights off. The room was swallowed in black, and immediately, you tensed. Your legs shifted, your fingers trembled, and your breaths came out uneven.

Shinyu noticed instantly. “Hey… what’s wrong?” he whispered, voice full of concern.

After a few seconds of silence, you mumbled, “I’m… scared of the dark. I didn’t wanna tell you. It’s stupid…”

Without another word, he quietly reached for his phone and turned on the flashlight, placing it on the nightstand to light the room with a soft, comforting glow. Then he pulled you into his chest, hugging you tight.

“Nothing about you is stupid,” he whispered, gently playing with your hair. “You don’t ever have to hide stuff like that from me.”

With his arms around you and his calm breath against your forehead, you fell asleep faster than you ever expected.

Dohoon

You had fallen asleep at his place again, like many times before. Normally, you’d knock out on the couch or in his arms before noticing how dark his room actually got. But this time, you woke up in the middle of the night.

It was pitch black.

Your heart started racing, and before you even realized it, you clung tighter to him. The movement made him stir.

“Hm? You okay?” he mumbled, still half-asleep.

You hesitated, then admitted in a small voice, “I… I’m scared of the dark.”

He blinked, processing it, then chuckled softly. “For real?”

You stayed quiet. He felt your embarrassment.

“Hey, hey, I’m not laughing at you,” he said gently, sitting up just a little. “Actually… I hate total darkness too. That’s why I leave my hallway light on sometimes.”

He reached over and turned on the presence lamp near his bed. The warm, golden light filled the room instantly. Then, without saying anything else, he pulled you onto his chest and wrapped his arms around you.

“See? Not so scary now, right?” he whispered.

You nodded sleepily against his hoodie, heart slowly calming as you drifted back to sleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

Youngjae

It wasn’t even planned—you were both at your own houses, texting like usual, when suddenly the lights in your room flickered… and shut off completely.

A blackout.

Your stomach dropped. You were just about to get into bed, and now the room was completely dark. You panicked and, without thinking, called Youngjae.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he answered immediately.

“…There’s a blackout,” you whispered, voice trembling. “And I… I’m scared of the dark.”

He started laughing, until he heard you sniffle.

“Wait—wait, are you crying?” he said, instantly serious. “Hold on, I’m coming over. Don’t hang up.”

Fifteen minutes later, he was at your door, holding a small lamp and a candle from the convenience store.

“Look what I brought,” he said softly, holding up the lamp like a trophy.

He turned it on, lit the candle for extra backup, and gave you a long hug. “You should’ve told me before,” he smiled. “You don’t have to deal with this stuff alone.”

That night, you fell asleep with him by your side, wrapped in a blanket, the room glowing in warm light, and his hand resting protectively on yours.

Hanjin

Your first night sleeping together was filled with laughter and teasing as you both got ready for bed. When he clicked off the main light, a small glow remained in the corner of the room.

You tilted your head. “You left a light on?”

He blinked and then confessed casually, “Yeah… I’m scared of the dark.”

You stared at him for a second before grinning. “Wait—me too!”

He laughed so loud it made you both dissolve into giggles for the next thirty minutes. You lay there, swapping childhood stories of nightlights and weird dreams, until the tiredness finally took over.

With the soft light humming nearby and your fingers linked between the blankets, you fell asleep smiling, comforted in ways you hadn’t expected.

Jihoon

It was your idea to invite Jihoon to sleep over at your place for the first time. Everything was perfect—you made him laugh until he nearly fell off the bed, had snacks ready, and even let him pick the movie.

But when it was time to sleep, and you turned off the main light… you immediately turned on four little presence lamps around your room.

Jihoon blinked. “…Why do you need this much light?”

You shrugged. “Because I want to.”

He squinted. “I can’t sleep like this…”

So you sighed and turned them off.

But the second the room went dark, you couldn’t relax. You kept shifting, fidgeting, rolling side to side.

He finally pulled you into his arms with a pout. “Okay, what’s going on?”

You mumbled, face pressed to his chest, “I’m scared of the dark, okay…”

He snorted. Loudly. “Seriously? That’s what this was about?”

You glared at him. “I knew you’d laugh—”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” he said between giggles, kissing your cheeks repeatedly. “I’m not laughing at you, just… you’re so cute it’s killing me.”

He reached over and turned on every lamp again. “There. Better now right?”

He even bought you a jellyfish night lamp a few days later. He never teased you again—except to call it your “anti-nightmare pet.”

Kyungmin

You were at a friend’s sleepover, and naturally, you and Kyungmin ended up sharing a blanket. Everything was fine until someone suggested playing “the blackout game”—a challenge where everyone had to stay in a completely dark room together.

As soon as the lights went off, your body froze. You grabbed Kyungmin’s arm tight, trembling slightly.

He leaned down. “Are you okay?” he whispered.

You hesitated, but then whispered in his ear, “I’m scared of the dark…”

Without saying a word, he gently took your hand and led you out of the room.

You sat together outside the game room, the hallway light buzzing above you. He pulled you into a hug and rested his chin on your head.

“There’s nothing embarrassing about that,” he whispered.

The others eventually moved on to a different game, but you two stayed where you were—talking softly, giggling, sharing snacks like nothing else in the world mattered.

When it was finally time to sleep, he turned on the flashlight on his phone and placed it nearby. “Just in case,” he said with a smile, squeezing your hand.

You didn’t feel scared at all with him beside you.

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Non kpop stans life is soo boring fr

Like since the beginning of the year we have been having comeback after comeback.

MultiStan life is the best tho.

Like tws just had their last “Try With Us” promotion show and tomorrow Riize will start their promotions like 😖

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Murder attempt tho

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。°Requests are open!!♪「

Groups

RIIZE

TWS

NCT (all units)

&TEAM

Close Your Eyes

BOYNEXTDOOR

ENHYPEN

P1Harmony

Genres

All genres but +18

Pls do not request me to do +18 genres thank you (just making it clear bcs I already received requests like that)

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。・Tws when you fall asleep on their shoulder＊°

genre. Fluff, mutual pinning

pairing. Bff!tws x fem!reader

warning. non

an. I’m back guys, and I’ll never shut up about how I love their new comeback, I literally listen the full album every single day on my way to school, anyways live laugh tws

Shinyu

You were mid-way through watching a movie at his place, curled up on one side of the couch while he sat a little stiffly next to you, pretending he wasn’t hyper-aware of your presence. The day had been long, and you hadn’t realized how tired you were until your head slowly tilted… and landed gently on his shoulder.

His whole body tensed. Not in a bad way—just in a holy crap she’s touching me and I can’t breathe kind of way. He glanced at you, then at the paused screen, then back at you again. Your face was peaceful, and he noticed how the soft lighting made your features even gentler.

He didn’t move for a solid ten minutes. Afraid that if he did, he’d wake you up—or worse, mess up the moment. But your head started to lean in an uncomfortable angle, and Shinyu panicked quietly.

He gently cupped the back of your head, whispering, “You’re gonna hurt your neck like that…” and slowly helped you lie down more comfortably. His face flushed the entire time. He didn’t even finish the movie. He just sat beside you, making sure you had a blanket and were comfortable, watching you breathe softly with a tiny smile on his lips.

Dohoon

You’d been hanging out in his room, scrolling through playlists and arguing about who had the better taste in music. Eventually, your debates quieted and you just sat there, his hoodie wrapped around you, your head gently falling to the side… and landing right on his shoulder.

He stopped breathing for a second. Then slowly turned his head to look at you. You were fast asleep. He blinked, looked forward again, then turned back.

“…Really? Like that?” he whispered to himself, clearly amused.

And of course—being Dohoon—he pulled out his phone and took a photo. One silly 0.5x photo with your face smushed on his shoulder and him doing a peace sign, and another where he actually looked at you softly, the camera flipped so it looked like he wasn’t even taking it for himself.

After that, he gently adjusted himself so your head was leaning more on his chest and not awkwardly against bone. He ran a hand through your hair absentmindedly and whispered, “Next time, just tell me you want cuddles…” but his voice was barely audible. He stared at you, smile twitching, and whispered one last thing before going quiet:

“You’re lucky I like you this much.”

Youngjae

He didn’t expect it. You were sitting on the couch at his place, watching some movie he had insisted on showing you, and he thought you were just quiet because you were interested.

But then… thump. Your head tilted gently and landed on his shoulder.

“Wha—” his eyes widened, mouth slightly open as his body tensed. He froze like a statue. Then—squish. He gritted his teeth in that cute, soft-aggression way.

He wanted to scream into a pillow because you looked way too adorable like that. Like, unfair levels of adorable.

He grabbed the nearest blanket, covered you, then slowly scooted closer so your body didn’t lean too far and accidentally slide off. He glanced around, then—very carefully—rested his cheek on top of your head.

He ended up dozing off too, the two of you curled up in warm silence, breathing in sync. Neither of you talked about it when you woke up, but you both smiled the whole rest of the day like fools.

Hanjin

You two were lying on the floor of his room, some snacks between you and a movie playing on his laptop. You were poking fun at the characters, occasionally shoving each other playfully—until you stopped replying.

That’s when your head slowly dropped against his shoulder.

He panicked. “HUH—WAIT—”

He jerked, and the movement accidentally woke you. Your sleepy eyes blinked at him like a confused kitten.

“Sorry! Sorry, I didn’t—just—go back to sleep!” he whisper-shouted, waving his hands frantically. You blinked again, mumbled something incoherent, and leaned right back onto him.

This time, he didn’t move. He carefully leaned his head against yours and reached over to adjust your position. When your breathing evened out, he whispered, “You’re unreal…”

He ended up sitting there in silence, his hand slightly trembling as it hovered over yours, not brave enough to hold it—but wanting to more than anything.

Jihoon

He absolutely noticed the way your eyelids started drooping during your study session.

“Are you really falling asleep on me right now?” he whispered, grinning.

And then… your head dropped against his shoulder.

He melted. He laughed silently, then quickly pressed his lips together to keep from making noise. He didn’t dare move—just let you rest there while he stared forward, cheesing like an idiot.

After a few minutes, he slowly leaned his head against yours and whispered, “You’re never living this down.”

Later, in his camera roll:

• One blurry selfie of you two.

• One photo where he’s pretending to cry while pointing at you like “look at this sleepy traitor.”

• One zoomed in on your pouty sleeping face that he would never show anyone.

When you woke up, still dazed, he was just… looking at you. Soft eyes, smile on his face.

“You looked peaceful,” he said, gently brushing hair out of your face. “I kinda wanted to kiss your forehead. But I didn’t. I’m not that bold… yet.”

Kyungmin

It was study period in class, and the room had gone unusually quiet—except for the scribbles of pencils and the low murmur of sleepy students. You were exhausted, having stayed up too late finishing your project.

You didn’t even mean to fall asleep. Your head just dipped lower and lower, until it dropped softly… right against Kyungmin’s shoulder.

His pen froze mid-word.

He stared down at you, eyes wide. His heart started racing. He looked around to make sure no one saw (because he knew Hanjin would tease him to death), then slowly adjusted his posture so your head wasn’t hanging uncomfortably.

His hand hovered near your hair but didn’t touch. He just… watched. You looked peaceful. And tired. And far too pretty this close up.

He smiled faintly, feeling a bit helpless. This wasn’t the first time you dozed off around him—and it was always during school.

“Idiot,” he muttered under his breath, affection clear in his voice. “I told you not to pull all-nighters again.”

Still, he didn’t wake you. He let you rest the entire period, even if it meant not writing another word. His only job in that moment was making sure you didn’t get a stiff neck—or miss your chance to sleep peacefully for once.

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Hmm sooo, that’s not it

This is tooo much

[naebaetwsog]

Thanks for the tag ml<3

favorite color ꕀ green

last song ꕀ space by The Poles

currently reading ꕀ guilty me, I don’t read 🙁

currently watching ꕀ just watched Big world( C-movie) (I’m not ok, I still getting goosebumps remembering how much I cried)

currently craving ꕀ Neapolitan ice cream, like can someone get it for me pls, also, açai bowl too…

coffee or tea ꕀ. Bothhhh, I can’t decide.

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favorite color ꕀ green and brown last song ꕀ tú by maye currently reading ꕀ the luminaries by susan dennard currently watching ꕀ the great british baking show currently craving ꕀ massaman curry. like always. and like. alcohol and a couple cigs HAHA. a break too :P coffee or tea ꕀ always tea! i don't like coffee

ty for the tag @saltcxrcle ! tagging: @lelapine @toadspondofwhimsy @outof-spite @h0neyst4rz @hhoneylemon @our-lady-of-venom

[naebaetwsog]

○・Close your eyes as besties•*

genre. Cutie and fluffy

warning. Non

pairing. bff!cye x fem!reader

a/n. I’m honestly so happy they’re finally getting the recognition they deserve. Two wins just days after debut? That’s insane. I swear, I feel like their mom or something—watching them struggle during Project 7 and now seeing them being appreciated like this gets me emotional. And the fact that I still go back to rewatch the show and get nervous during eliminations? Wild. They’re such a talented group, and they’re really shutting down the “Who’s gonna sing/dance?” haters. I hope you all check them out and stan them—you won’t regret it!

More under the cut ^_−☆

Jeon Minwook

the dad-friend™ who nags you constantly but takes care of you better than anyone else

shows up at your place unannounced with snacks or just to “make sure you’re not being stupid again”

argued with your parents once just to prove he’s your designated protector

knows your exact mood by the way you say “hey”

always prepared: tissues, water, painkillers, snacks in his bag at all times

has a sixth sense for your breakdowns and always makes you feel safe

gives serious advice like a wise monk but also fights you over the TV remote

annoyingly mature, but the first one you run to when the world feels too heavy

Ma Jingxiang

gentle giant energy with the clumsiness of a toddler learning to walk

drags you out randomly like “come try this new ramen place, you have no choice”

you get a paper cut? he’s already on his way with a cartoon band-aid and iced tea

laughs so hard at your dumbest jokes and makes everything ten times more fun

gets worried when you’re too quiet and gently bugs you until you tell him what’s wrong

texts “you up?” just to send a meme or ask if you’ve eaten

He’s the type of friend that zooms out every 3 seconds

fully believes in the power of good food, fresh air, and a nap to fix your life

Jang Yeojun

the certified menace™ who roasts you for everything but would die for you fr

calls you ugly every morning and then buys you your favorite drink out of guilt

the reason you laugh so hard your stomach hurts during sad days

cries with you, not for you—y’all both sobbing on the floor and then cracking up two minutes later

gives surprisingly deep advice and then runs away before you can say thank you

calls you “idiot” but would square up with anyone who actually disrespects you

casually throws gifts at you and says “ew don’t get emotional”

the most chaotic comfort you’ve ever known and your forever partner-in-crime

Kim Sungmin

sassy fashion queen with the softest heart known to man

drags you to skincare appointments and sauna days like it’s a ritual

if you’re crying, he’s like “girl, those tears are gonna give you smile lines” while handing you tissues

always has lip balm, hand cream, and tea in his bag—he’s basically a mom

gives the most ICONIC advice with a side of dramatic flair

starts arguments for fun but always ends them with “I love you though”

makes you feel like the most cared-for person on earth while calling you dramatic

loyalty level: will argue with your ex in Dior sunglasses

Song Seongho

the golden retriever bestie who sleeps on your couch more than his own bed

literally appears out of nowhere like “yo I brought cereal and I’m staying the night”

Your parents don’t even bother because is usually, and if he doesn’t show up one day, they are already asking if you guys had a fight

calls you at 1AM just to laugh at memes and play video games badly

if you skip school, he’ll lecture you, then show up with soup and a movie

gives “I’m not your mom but also I am your mom” energy

supports your dreams loudly and dramatically—like cheering at school presentations

if he sees you struggling, he’ll stay up all night helping you, even if he doesn’t understand it himself

literally your other half in chaos, always by your side with a dumb joke and big love

Sakurada Kenshin

cutest duo award winners, like people literally ask if you two are a sitcom

always smiling around you—his happiness is so contagious, it feels like therapy

talks about you like you’re the best person alive, even when you’re not around

sends “this reminded me of you” TikToks at least 3 times a day

makes everything fun, even the boring stuff like grocery shopping

supports every idea you have, no matter how unhinged—“you wanna start a bakery? say less.”

if you’re sad, he just sits with you in silence until you’re ready to smile again

you’re his safe place and he’s yours—it’s giving ride or die energy

Seo Kyoungbae

human golden retriever potato hybrid (in the best way possible)

if you’re sad, he doesn’t know what to do so he just…starts crying too

shadowboxes in the air for no reason and makes you laugh during the worst days

will walk around town with you aimlessly for hours just to clear your head

if you skip school, he WILL drag you back while bribing you with snacks

gets excited about the smallest things when you’re involved—“we got the same grade?? we’re SOULMATES”

always down for volleyball, rooftop talks, or clowning random people on the street

his loyalty is LOUD—like scream-from-the-rooftops type of best friend energy

[naebaetwsog]

The energy is back, it came back during the night so, its everything ok now.

[naebaetwsog]

Soo, guys I don’t even know if you are going to see this but here where I live is happening a massive blackout for a unknown reason (possible cyberattack), they say it will last max 3 days, but I think is going to be faster bcs I can kinda see some house a bit far away from me with energy.

I’m saying this bcs I thought it would be important to let yall know.

Don’t worry about me I still have warm water, my stove works and I have 94% on my phone and more battery on my pc so I can charge my phone too.

Thankfully I’m not being that affected.

Once everything goes back to normal will update you guys and tell you how things went.

Bye love youu🩷🩷

[naebaetwsog]

New comfy start

Tws when you are a transferred student from a school where you suffered bullying.

genre. Angst, happy ending, school bullying.

warning. Bullying, triggering(sorry)

pairing. Classmate!tws x fem!reader

a/n. Hii, I came back, sorry for my disappearance. FIRST OF ALL tws comeback was amazing!!! The vibe, the songs, how creative the physical album was, how the promotion are being, everything about them and this comeback is peak.(just a lil sad bcs Hanjin continues with almost no lines…). SECOND OF ALL I’m doing this type of imagine bcs of weak hero class 2, as someone how waited 2 years for this(I first watched it in 2023), I loved it, and I can’t wait till class 3(im sure there is a class 3). Anyways I’m going to stop talking before I give spoilers. Please enjoy this writing, and keep supporting tws in their new comeback

Shinyu

You were just another new kid with a heavy silence around you, and Shinyu didn’t even realize you’d joined the class. He had his head down, hoodie pulled over his messy hair, catching up on sleep from staying up late gaming. The teacher’s voice was nothing but background noise to him. It wasn’t until second period, when he finally looked up, that he noticed you—sitting at the far side of the room, eyes fixed on your notebook.

He quietly asked his tablemate, “Who’s that?” And when they told him you were a transfer, something about that made his chest tighten.

At break, gossip flew like wildfire. Whispers of your past—the bullying, the beatings, the reason you had to transfer schools—spread like smoke. Shinyu stood in the hallway, absorbing it all in silence. His face didn’t change, but his steps grew faster. He didn’t even know why, but he had to find you. Maybe to say something. Maybe just to check if you were okay.

But you were already gone.

You were in the bathroom stall, trying not to hyperventilate. The walls felt like they were closing in, and the sound of distant laughter made your heart race. You didn’t know the rumors were about you. You didn’t want to.

Shinyu only saw you again after class, standing alone at the bus stop. He hesitated, then slowly approached, hands stuffed deep in his hoodie pocket. “Hi,” he mumbled. “I’m Shinyu… I didn’t get to say hi earlier.”

You looked at him, startled, and mumbled your name, voice so soft he had to lean in. He didn’t press. Didn’t ask. Just nodded and sat down beside you, a comfortable distance away. From then on, he didn’t hover—just made sure you never felt alone. Leaving you space when you needed it. Quietly walking beside you when the silence felt safe.

Eventually, you smiled at him. And that’s when he knew—he’d earned your trust.

Dohoon

Dohoon stormed into class fifteen minutes late, hair tousled from the wind, casually flashing a sheepish grin at the teacher before slipping into his seat. He didn’t notice you at first. Not until class was over and he stood up, stretching, then caught sight of you hunched over your desk.

New face.

Dohoon wasn’t nosy, just naturally kind. So he walked over, smiling. “Hey, I’m Dohoon. You’re new, right?” His tone was soft, warm.

But you didn’t respond. You didn’t even look up (newton third law, ifykyk). Fear gripped you like a reflex—something about his tall figure, the closeness, the crowd still shuffling around—it paralyzed you.

He blinked, confused, and backed off immediately. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to bother you.”

He walked away, but he didn’t forget. A few days later, it happened.

You were waiting for the bus when a group of girls cornered you. You tried to ignore them, but their words were sharp, cutting deep where the wounds hadn’t healed yet. You were already crying when Dohoon walked past and stopped dead in his tracks.

His eyes darkened. “Hey.”

The girls turned, and suddenly their tone changed. “Oh my God, Dohoonie oppa—hi!”

He didn’t even acknowledge them.

He walked straight up to you, gently took your hand, and led you away without a word. You barely noticed where he was taking you until you were sitting in a quiet little café with a warm drink in your hands and a cookie on a napkin beside it.

“Eat,” he said, sitting across from you. “You don’t have to talk. I’ll stay.”

And from that moment on, he did. He showed up every morning just to walk with you. Sat with you at lunch. Walked you home when he could. And if anyone so much as looked at you the wrong way, his glare alone was enough to send them running.

He didn’t save you—he gave you the space to save yourself.

Youngjae

He didn’t talk much, and he liked it that way. Youngjae preferred silence, not out of awkwardness, but because it was peaceful. He noticed you right away when the teacher introduced you. Something about the way you avoided everyone’s gaze felt familiar.

He didn’t approach you after class. He just watched you walk out, a little too fast, like you didn’t want to be seen. Then, slowly, he followed—quiet footsteps, careful not to startle you.

You noticed him when you turned a corner. He didn’t say anything, didn’t smile. Just held out a small packet of gummies, then turned to walk with you.

It became a habit.

He never forced conversation. Just walked beside you in silence, always offering a small snack like it was your daily ritual. You didn’t know why you let him, but something about his quiet presence felt safe. Like he wasn’t expecting anything from you.

One day, your hand brushed his when you both reached for the same gummy. You looked up, startled, and finally whispered, “Why do you keep walking with me?”

Youngjae shrugged. “You looked like you needed a friend.”

That was it. That was the moment.

From then on, you talked more. And laughed. And eventually, he became your person. The one who sat next to you during tests. The one who left notes in your locker. The one who never needed to say much to make you feel seen.

Hanjin

The second the teacher finished introducing you, Hanjin clapped—loudly. “Welcome!” he beamed, flashing his signature grin. You shrank into your seat, mortified.

He didn’t care. He was too excited. At lunch, he was already standing at your desk, hands in his pockets, grinning. “Let’s eat together?”

You said yes—not out of comfort, but fear. You didn’t know if saying no would offend him. He didn’t seem dangerous, but you’d learned the hard way that anyone could be.

Still, lunch was… nice. He talked enough for both of you. Made stupid jokes. Got ketchup on his shirt. You barely spoke, but he didn’t seem to mind.

Later, you told him everything—about the old school, the bruises, the nights spent crying under the covers. He didn’t cry. Just nodded slowly, then said, “Okay. So I’m sitting next to you now. Forever.”

And he did.

He changed his seat. Brought you extra snacks. Waved dramatically when he saw you in the hallway. Called you nicknames that made you groan but secretly made your day.

He made you feel like you mattered. Like your story wasn’t something to hide, but something that made you stronger.

Jihoon

Before the teacher could even ask, Jihoon raised his hand. “I’ll sit with them.”

His voice was soft but steady. You looked up, surprised. He smiled at you—nothing too much. Just enough to feel safe.

He didn’t talk much during class. But the second the bell rang, he lit up. “Want a tour? I’m Jihoon. The nicest person in this school, probably.”

You followed him silently, and he didn’t mind. He showed you everything—from the weird art room to the best vending machine. “This one gives extra snacks sometimes. It’s magic.”

He introduced you to all his friends. Spoke for you when you couldn’t. Sat beside you during every class he could. And when you didn’t show up to school one day, he called you on FaceTime during break just to say, “Hey. Everyone misses you. I do too.”

You cried the day you told him your story. And Jihoon cried too.

From then on, it was impossible to separate you two. If anyone tried, it felt wrong. He was your safe place. Your loudest cheerleader. The light in the middle of your darkest year.

Kyungmin

Kyungmin was sunshine in human form. He smiled at everyone. Helped teachers carry boxes. Always smelled like sweet lemon (make it make sense).

He knew about you before you even walked through the classroom door.

He didn’t approach you at first. But every time he heard someone whisper about you, say something cruel, laugh too loud—he shut it down instantly. “Don’t talk about people you don’t know,” he’d say, sweetly but firmly.

One day, you dropped your pencil and flinched when he bent down to pick it up. His heart cracked.

That’s when he made a decision.

He was going to make you smile.

Bit by bit, he tried. Left little notes in your locker. Complimented your drawings. Helped you carry your bag. Asked about your day. The first time you laughed at one of his jokes, he nearly cried.

Eventually, you opened up. And he listened like your story was sacred.

With Kyungmin, healing didn’t feel like recovery. It felt like joy. Like getting to be a kid again. Like remembering what it felt like to smile without guilt.

And in the end, you did. All the time. Because of him.