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#🎹☘️🪴 . I love you until the end of time ☆ * .

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🪲🍞🍮"★ does he, love me? tell me yes he do!! :: ✧

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Hii so about the 2nd floor request I made, I meant after the show, I'm glad you're enjoying this request ahah 🫶🏻

but my mind still says reductant things.

― 2nd floor x reader

― summary: after everything settled, you notice 2nd floor is still shaken up - so you comfort her.

― a/n: i took so long to do this request i am so so so so so sorry

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After what felt like centuries of pain and suffering, you finally felt like you could breathe. As if a huge, sharp, cutting weight had been lifted off your back — and why? Because the upper floors had finally fallen. The pain and suffering they made you and the lower floors go through was finally over, and now they’d stay tied up for as long as you wanted.

You sat down, exhausted, next to 2nd Floor, her posture just as worn out. It took at least ten minutes for your breathing to calm down; your hands were still sweaty and trembling, your face flushed and wet with a mix of dried tears and the sticky sweat of countless days without a proper bath. And yet, even in that state, you couldn’t stop the euphoria coursing through your body — you were finally free from those merciless daily tortures.

2nd Floor looked at you with a hardened expression, her face and clothes stained with blood, as the two of you tried to process what had just happened. Then, a sudden wave of reality hit you: she was still hurt. Badly hurt.

You had to treat her — or better yet, take her to 5. 5 was a nurse, wasn’t she? She knew how to care for people. Yes... yes. Take her to 5. That’s what you needed to do.

You stood up quickly, almost falling from the malnutrition you and the other lower floors had been enduring, but you managed. You extended your trembling hand toward the girl, who remained seated.

— Come on... let's go ask 5 to treat your wounds.

She lifted her head and looked at you with an expression you couldn’t quite decipher — and, out of pure exhaustion, you didn’t even try. After about ten seconds of awkward silence, with you still standing there like an idiot, hand outstretched, just as you were about to give up and pull it back... you felt something firm wrap around your wrist.

2nd Floor stood up with difficulty, her body covered in wounds that must’ve been burning like hell. She tried to keep up her tough, strong mask — but didn’t last long before stumbling toward you and leaning on your shoulder, relief in her posture.

— Treat my wounds.

— What?

You looked at her, incredulous, wondering if you’d heard that right. She simply took a step forward, dragging you along with little effort.

— I won’t repeat myself — she said, clear and to the point, continuing to walk.

You snapped out of your daze and started walking too, careful not to put pressure on her injuries or cause her more pain than she was already in. After a quiet walk, you finally arrived at her room. You opened the door, and once both of you were inside, she closed it.

You moved carefully through her small room. Water bottles filled with urine and bags of... waste — scattered across the floor. Even with the shocking and disgusting sight, it was the least of your concerns as long as 2 was hurt and by your side.

She walked over to the phone and, with a tired voice, requested alcohol, bandages, and other supplies for her wounds. She didn’t care at all about the absurd amount of money she was about to spend.

With everything in hand, you pushed the trash and clutter into a corner and gently sat her down on the floor.

— Can you roll up your sleeve? — you asked, a little hesitant, as you grabbed a piece of cotton and poured some alcohol on it.

After a few minutes, even with your inexperienced hands, you had treated most of her injuries. However, something you’d noticed briefly kept haunting your thoughts, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it: 2’s hands were still shaking, her breath still held traces of panic, her expression still stern, her body still tense — as if something terrible might happen at any moment.

2 was being treated on the outside, her wounds tended to with care and gentleness — but inside, she still needed help. The kind of help you were more than willing to give.

— It’s over — you said, not looking her in the eyes, still tending to her wounds.

She looked at you with a confused expression, her emotional walls slowly starting to crumble.

— What? — she asked, though she already knew what you meant.

— I said it’s over — you repeated without hesitation. Your voice was calm and kind.

You noticed her expression begin to soften. The silence shifted from awkward to peaceful, even comforting. The atmosphere in the room changed, settling into something quieter, gentler.

You hoped your words were enough to calm her down. You hoped your words were enough to calm yourself, too.

After tying the last knot on 2’s bandages, you looked up with a smile, ready to say something — when...

You nearly fell backward from the sudden force with which she hugged you. Your face shifted to surprise, but that didn’t last long. Within seconds, you returned the embrace — still careful not to hurt her.

— Thank you — she said before you could even finish your thought. Her voice was calm — and this time, truly so.

— I didn’t do anything special — you replied, maybe a little too proud of how mature your voice sounded.

But that moment of peace was abruptly broken by the harsh sound of something tearing. 2’s body stiffened in your arms.

— Can you... treat me again?

This is going to take a while, isn’t it?

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(っ ̯ - ) ᶻᶻ # : until the end of time . ✦ ' , 📼📹🥣

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COULD YOU DO A HYUNG-JUU X READER WHERE THE READER HAS SOME HOBBY RELATED TO ART??

For example: drawing, photography, writing, sculpting, etc. And Hyun-juu being her muse and her being embarrassed by them? I love you, Dad, thanks for coming back.

my little artist. ⌑

- pairing: cho hyun-ju x reader.

- summary: hyun-ju dating a reader who is very talented at art related things, and who undeniably uses her as their muse.

the warm, inviting light of the morning sun peeked through the window as you, again, stretched on the sofa with an uncomfortable moan. You fixed your posture for what seemed like the fifth time, still looking at the blank canvas in front of you ― waiting, as if mocking you. You picked up the wooden pencil, challenging yourself to try and sketch a single line, but nothing came out. You didn't want to accept that today was one of those days were you couldn't put a single coherent thought on paper, it was your only free day, for sake! But your camera was charging, you were out of clay, and for some forsaken reason you were also having an art block. How lucky you must be.

a sweet, deep voice coming from the kitchen popped your bubble of thoughts, immediately grabbing your full attention ― love, have you eaten already? It's almost 8. ― of course, your loving hyun-ju wouldn't let you starve yourself into inspiration, how kind of her. Getting up slowly, you could hear the delicious smell of coffee and toast, making you notice your hunger almost instantly if you seemed to had forgotten. Hyun-ju just had a way in the kitchen that you couldn't explain or get it in words even if you tried (specially in your current situation).

as you disappointedly entered the kitchen, already conformed with your defeat, you sat tiredly in one of the chairs. You were almost, almost accepting that today was not an artsy day, until― an angel's light shined across from you, as if you found a jar of fresh water in the middle of the desert.

hyun-ju was facing the oven, finishing both your breakfast and hers. She was wearing her hair on her typical short ponytail, already messy from sleeping. Her clothes consisted of her everyday sleeping shorts and an old strap shirt that was clearly too small to be her size. Nothing else ― quite literally. That was not the best hyun-ju could offer, and that was clearly not her prime in beauty ― at least in her vision ― but you couldn't care less. That was the perfect inspiration you needed, directly from your personal muse.

you picked a small notebook from the counter and started delicately sketching what you saw in front of you. It was as if something magically clicked inside your head, making you feel dumb for not realizing it sooner. However, lost in the apparently blinding magic of your drawing, you failed to notice the giggles close to the oven, failed to notice the light steps coming closer, and only finally noticed when a rough, but neatly manicured hand snatched your notebook away mid tracing.

― uh-? Hey, hyun-ju- i was finishing that-! ― you confusedly protested while reaching over to pick it back again, a blush spreading across your cheeks as she curiously looked at your drawing, one hand on her hips while the other held the notebook over your head. She gave you a soft smile, putting the thing over the fridge while patting your head, a mocking gesture to make you sit down back again.

― it's very cute, sweetheart, but you need to eat first. And please, only do that when i tidy myself up, i don't need any reminder of how i look when i wake up. ― she said in a humorous tone, a slight chuckle coming out of her mouth as she headed back to the oven and then back to the table again, putting a plate of freshly baked eggs with toast in front of you.

you wanted to continue protesting, but when she gave you that gentle but scolding look, you had no choice but to eat it up.

maybe you should choose an easier muse.

sucodelaranja86 try to give hyun-ju clothes that aren't sleeping shorts and a strap shirt challenge go

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randomly comes back after 2 months

requests for the 8 show are open 🙏

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U ate the jealous! Cho Hyun-Ju request up fr!! Especially the suggestive part lmaoo I love it

Do u think we could get a Hyun-Ju x reader where we suffer a knee injury during one of the games which we try to keep quiet about until one of the other players (maybe young-mi) notices n tries to help us out w it which catches the attention of Hyun-Ju who gets upset n scolds us but were to stubborn to listen n wave her worries off until our injury hurts more n we begrudgingly go to her for help?

- don't hide it from me : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: you suffered a knee injury in the middle of the game, but you were too stubborn to tell her.

warnings: slight angst.

A/N: i am taking too long to write more fics, i'm sorry 😭 also, as every single squid game work i do, young-mi lives 😋

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‣ as you walk out of the second game field amongside your previous group, your heart was still racing from the horrifying experience while you made your way back to the giant dormitory, the peaceful silence of the place creating a harsh contrast to the tense atmosphere you had just left behind. The weight of what was happening began to settle as you sat down once again in the staircase. You haven't expected being put on such a deadly game, and the gravity of the situation made itself clear to you at each passing moment.

‣ but you couldn't deny that what shocked you even more was to find your partner here. One of the only connections you had in the outside world was also put in this messed up game. And judging by the reaction she had when she first saw you, it seemed the feeling was also mutual on her part.

‣ she saw you first in the "green light, red light" game, you were surprised as you felt a familiar grip on you, pushing you in a panicked manner behind her. And in the six-legs game, you stood by her side, hugging her arm close to you.

‣ you 5 were the second group to play and the first one to pass, meaning the dormitory would be empty and silent until the following groups finished their turns. The young man settled in his bed with a loud sigh, laying relaxedly with his mother who also had a similar relieved expression on her face. Hyun-ju sat alone in her bed, a thoughtful expression on her face, while the short, timid girl never left your side. As she sat down next to you, she hugged your arm excitedly.

‣ ― we- we did it! ― young-mi stuttered happily. As she finished saying that, she elbowed you playfully, but what she didn't expect was to see you flinch painfully while hissing. Her expression quickly turned into one of concern, straighten her posture as she looked at you worriedly.

‣ ― [name]? What is it? A-are you alright? ― she mumbled, putting one shaky hand on your back. You looked at her, sensing her worry. ― i'm alright. I just- i think i just gave a bad turn and injured my knee. ― you confessed. Young-mi anxiously looked around, trying to figure out what she should do. She remembered what you said earlier- that you knew Hyun-ju before entering here. And that was the first solution that came into her mind.

‣ The short-haired girl then shakily got up, not taking her hands and gaze away from you, ― i-i'm going to get unnie- she must know what to do- ― you quickly interrupted her sentence with a desperate grunt, holding the girl's wrist for dear life.

‣ ―no- don't. Please. ― even if your voice held a stern tone, you almost begged. Ever since the beginning of this game, you could notice something was wrong with Hyun-ju. At the end of the first game, you two swore to go back home- except she didn't follow that promise, ashamedly clicking on the blue 'O' button. And now, it didn't seem her opinion would change, you could see through her. You know how big of an opportunity this was to change to change both of your lives, and mostly how big of a step it would be to help with her transition. As much as she was ashamed to admit to you, and only you- she couldn't leave this early in the game.

‣ and you didn't want to worry her.

‣ hearing your determined tone, the girl silently nodded, quietly going back to her spot. ― but... Please, treat this as soon as you can. Being injured in a place like this is no good. ― she advised apprehensively. You nodded softly, wanting nothing more than to reassure her that you could manage.

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‣ you held your pained grunts as you tried to massage your knee without waking up anyone. As the lights turned off, you rapidly pulled your pants up to try to access the situation your injury was. Now finally having time to take a better look at it, even in the dark, you could see how purple and bruised it looked. You had no experience in this field, but tried your best to make the aching pain go away with the little knowledge you had.

‣ you let out a shocked gasp as you felt a strong hand on your shoulder, backing off just to quickly stop due to the throbbing pain. As you fearfully turned your head around, you were met with the stoic face of no one other than Hyun-ju. Her face was turned down as she nonchalantly sat on your bed.

‣ she grabbed your wrists and easily took them off of your knee, earning an agonizing hiss from you. You looked at her, a confused expression on your face as you tried to find the right words to express your thoughts. ― how... How did you know i- ―

‣ ― young-mi. ― she answered shortly, cutting you off without further explanation. Well, it's not like you needed it. She replaced your hands with hers on where they where previously, massaging your knee with a more strong and experienced grip.

‣ after a short period of silence, she continued. ― you should have told me. You can't be this reckless. ― she stated in a low and frustated tone, not letting place for any discussion.

‣ you could only sigh as you allowed her treat you, the pain gradually subsiding. As she finished, you continued looking down ashamedly without muttering a word. As if on cue to act, you received an unasked, but welcomed kiss to your lips, the tense atmosphere quickly shattering down. You looked up to see the previous stern expression on her face gone, replaced by a more soft and caring one.

‣ ― please, don't hesitate to tell me if something happens. I wouldn't live down if anything happened to you. ― she muttered while looking lovingly into your eyes.

‣ you nodded softly while guiding her to lay down with you on your bed, taking care to not injure your knee further. She wrapped her arms around you, laying your face on her chest. As you both settled in, you felt yourself falling asleep quickly. The fatigue creeping up as you snuggled yourself further into her.

‣ young-mi, you snitch.

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Can we have some hyunju x male!reader comforting her please maybe a little cuddling and a kiss.....

- I'm here : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: As you finally come home after a long day of work, you find a not-so-great view of the state your girlfriend is in.

warnings: body dysphoria

A/N: my writing motivation is back yipee :33 i am also experimenting new styles :))

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‣ as you wearily reached the door to your small apartment, every step felt like a weight coming out of your tired shoulders. Your day at work had been long and exhausting, and now you want nothing more than to lay down on your cheap sofa and lay your head in the broad neck of your lovely girlfriend.

‣ your hands fumbled in your pockets to find your key, the cold metallic sensation on your fingers bringing an instant relief to your face. As you quickly inserted the key into the lock, the apartment's old door opened with a creaky sound, the sight of the small keychain Hyun-ju had gifted you warming your exhausted heart. As you stepped inside your home, the cozy atmosphere engulfed you rapidly as you let out a satisfied sigh. ― Hyun-ju, I'm home. ― you softly called.

‣ as you took off your shoes and hanged your jacket, you softly seated on the couch with a satisfied sight. After not hearing a verbal response, nor smelling the familiar scent of her food, you decided to check each room of your small habitation.

‣ ― hyun-ju? I'm home, dear. ― you repeated yourself. This time, more firmly. As you were about to continue your search, you stopped on your tracks as you heard soft sobs coming from the bathroom, the lights on and the door slightly open.

‣ as you approached the room and finally opened the door, you were met with the sight of no one other than your beloved girlfriend, who was currently crying her eyes out while sitting on the cold floor. She was hugging her knees while hiding her face, through you could clearly see her red, tear stained cheeks.

‣ you quickly crouched down to her level, startling the short-haired girl on the process. You put both arms around her body while trying to understand the situation.

‣ ― hyun-ju? What happened, my love-?! ― you asked while putting one of your hands on her chin, carefully tilting her head towards you, now finally having a clear view of the situation.

‣ you could see her surprised face now, her beautiful eyes irritared and her cheeks wet from tears. ― love? I- i didn't see you entering- i... ― as her stuttering voice reached your ears, you tried to deduce what happened judging by the atmosphere of the bathroom in general. The mirror had makeup stains, while her makeup kit was thrashed around the floor everywhere, alongside with small bottles of nail polish, hair products and... Was that a skirt on the trash bin?

‣ as if something clicked inside your head, the situation turned obvious as you mentally facepalmed. Nonetheless, you decided to not ask further questions as you helped her get up, she complied as you easily pulled her up, noticing her shaky legs as she continued her soft sobbing.

‣ you sat her down on the couch, the vision of her trembling body making your heart ache. Even so, you still found the strength to untangle yourself off of her and grab the warmest blanket you two have. As you came back almost running to the couch, she was already laying down, an ashamed expression on her face.

‣ you quickly wrapped her tall figure around in the blanket, she didn't seen to have any complaints. You softly kissed her forehead, laying down on top of her while you continued planting kisses all over her face.

‣ you didn't stop until you felt her body soften and her facial features relax. Watching her body go from stiff and shaky to a completely relaxed manner. You didn't stop until you were completely sure she was not feeling bad anymore, and that each of her tears had been properly wiped.

‣ as you felt her slow and calm breathing indicating the start of her peaceful slumber, you could finally rest your eyelids in peace, knowing that things were going well, at least for now.

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Woah! Your fics are soooo good can I get some hyun-ju an s/o who loves flirting but the second someone flirts back she (or they) get all “uh-um uh!” And flustered

- counter-attack! : ★

featuring: cho hyun-ju x reader

summary: hyun-ju with a reader who loves flirting, but the moment someone flirts back they get very flustered.

warnings: none.

A/N: This is so cute AAA 🤼‍♀️🤼‍♀️ also, sorry for taking too long guys.

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➤ For starters, i think she would take flirting like those ladies in 60's cartoons who put their hand on their cheek while the other holds her chest. I personally think that the only thing she is petty enough to not want to admit is that your flirting does such a big a boost in her confidence.

Well, sometimes.

I can imagine she is just cooking dinner in the most casual outfit she owns and you appear with the most corny pick-up lines ever made.

"What's cooking, good looking?"

"Excuse me?" She responded surprisedly while stopping mid-cutting carrots. She looked at you, seeing you on your tiptoes to try (and fail) to match her height. Your elbow resting on the counter while you had a smug look on your face.

Adorable, she thought. "The only good looking thing i see is in front of me." she responded playfully, resuming her work on the kitchen. As she began cutting the carrots, Hyun-ju wondered if she even had to look back to see your flushed face, the color matching the tomatos that were next for her to cut.

"N-no- me? I mean- it was m-meant to you- but- i-" The short-haired woman could only chuckle as she finally looked back to see your embarrassing attempt at explaining yourself, your hands shaky as you fidgeted in place.

"What is it, sweetheart? Do i look good to you? Is that what you meant?" She teased you further, laughing at your each-time-more flustered reactions. Each time you tried to flirt with her she wondered how you even managed to ask her out in the first place without passing out from pure shame.

She find your reactions really funny and your flirts very corny, but everytime you did it her cheeks still held a slight red to them. Meaning that even if you made a fool of yourself everytime without exceptions, your mission wasn't completely failed. Seeing her gorgeous smile and her precious laugh was a prize that you treasured deeply.

And that was more than enough, even if you felt like a clown.

Hyun-ju's personal clown.

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A/N: didn't like how my writting turned out in this. Also why is it so short 😭

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Ahem..may I request teasing poor gf young-mi? I absolutely love her and there’s NOTHING for my poor girl

- you're so cute! : ★

featuring: young-mi kim x reader

summary: your girlfriend is very shy and timid, but what's the deal when their partner just happens to be a little teasing menace?

warnings: angst at the end.

A/N: AAAAAAAAAA A YOUNG-MI REQUEST FINALLY I LOVE HEERR 💕 also, she survives in this 😋 oh, and pretend the number of the room was not 6, but 7.

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➤ When you two first met each other, Young-mi reminded you of a rabbit or a small hamster that flinched and ran away at the smallest movements or threats.

So when you two started dating, it wasn't a surprise you treated her like she was made out of glass.

For starters, based on the scene she called 246 a "charming prince", i think she would be really down bad for the 'classical gentleman' behavior, but wouldn't in 100 years get the courage to tell you. HOWEVER, she makes it so damn obvious you discovered it in the first week (and used it against her).

Opening doors for her, pulling out chairs, offering to to carry heavy things. If you want to see her turn the color of a tomato, do one of these things while she is distracted.

Now, inside the games the situation doesn't change that much. Let's say you both were dating before you two ended up in the game.

In the first game, when you find out that the 'crazy' guy was right, and the game was actually deadly, the first thing you do is put her behind you. Holding her tightly to avoid that the panicking people pushed her. Of course, when the game ended, you two were both shocked and relieved that you didn't get shot.

However, even in this situation, you didn't lose the opportunity to mess with her. Creating a light atmosphere in the middle of the panic.

"Oh, princess Kim Young-mi! I shall give my life for you!"

"S-stop! This is se-serious!" she stuttered. An adorable sight, if you must admit.

In the second game, she called a tall woman who you both sympathized very much due to no one wanting to form a team with her. You, of course, didn't lose the chance to tease her for her courage.

"Someone is getting bold, finally?"

"It was nothing!" she stammered.

The team consisted of you, Young-mi, a man with his mother, and the lady who you reminded yourself to thank later for encouraging your girlfriend so much.

At lunch time, you were sitting with the same group you were matched for the previous game. Oh, and of course you were not eating normally.

"Open wide, sweetie!" you said as you pointed a spoonful of rice in front of her mouth. You were glued to her, with your thighs touching, your arm wrapped around her shoulder, you head laying on the top of hers. Who would you be without embarrassing her at every second of the game?

"This is embarrassing..." she stuttered again, trying to make herself look smaller and smaller at every passing second. Yonsik was making disgusted noises, Hyun-ju was quietly laughing to herself, and Jang only muttered something among the lines of "ah, couples these days..."

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As the third game started, you haven't separated from Young-mi. As each round passed, you ran close to her to each room as fast as you both could. However, close to the end as the female voice announced the number '7' you and your group were struggling to find a room, until a familiar voice called,

"Here!"

It's Hyun-ju! Thank God!

As you ran beside her, you could notice you were both going to be the last ones to reach the room. And as the sight of the open door reached your vision, even if it wasn't one of your talents, you quickly did the math that the number of people would not be correct by one.

You didn't have much time to think as a young man quickly pushed you both to the ground, running away before you could even glance at his face.

As the time ran out, you realized that if one of you two didn't enter the room, Young-mi and everyone you had formed a close bound inside this game would quickly perish.

Using the last bit of strength you had left, you yanked the small girl by her hair (something you honestly felt a bit bad for) and threw her to the arms of 120. The boy with the number '333' on his jacket closing the door shortly after.

As the time ran out and the doors closed, you slowly began to walk to the door of the room she was in, peeking on the small space between the locked room and the outside.

"Young-mi. You sure are slow, aren't you?" you called her. Not in a sad or melancholic tone, but one that held love. You only wanted to see her one last time, not give her another reason to be saddened.

"NO! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO-!"

As she reached the door, she tried desperately to open it, her attempts all futile. You didn't dare to look back, only gazing at her softly.

Before you could say something one more time, your body felt numb as your vision began to fade.

Her adorable face being the last thing you see.

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A/N: lowkey didn't like how this turned out 😞

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hyunju x reader hurtcomfort centered ples … like…nightmar or somethinh.. (bonus pointe if it’s like … OUT of the games lik at our very nice home with a white picket fence 😚) (OROR. somethinf with youngmi and hyunju … ok ghanks by e

- hyun-ju nightmare comfort : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: your girlfriend comforts you after you woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare.

warnings: none.

genre: fluff + comfort

A/N: I didn't quite get if you wanted the reader to be comforted or hyun-ju. So i made the reader, hope i got it right. ;3

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➤ Your whole body is trembling with an agonizing and uncomfortable sensation. Your head aches with dolorous thumps, as if multiple disquieting drums were cramped at each side of your brain. An irritable sound echoed amongst your ears, alternating as if they were planning to purposefully drive you mad.

Your panted at the wearisome combination. Your body feeling like it didn't belong together, as if each one of your members had a disagreement and cogitated separating. Your hands and feet felt numb, and you couldn't help but wonder what had you done to deserve this?

You felt like screaming, but you throat felt tight, sore and dry. You tried wiggling around but an ardent sensation engulfed your entire being. You struggled and struggled until a soft soothing voice caught you attention, and the exact same feeling of finding an oasis in the middle of nowhere embraced you.

Before you could do anything else, your eyelids popped open as you jumped into consciousness, clutching desperately your chest and frantically panting like you just finished running a hellish marathon.

You fearfully checked your surroundings, you eyes gradually and slowly adjusting to the dark atmosphere of your room, the sight familiar but surprisingly comforting.

Before you could finish your desperate recognition, a soft voice called out your name. Her, although calm intonation, sounded equally alarmed as your body reactions. She then spoke apprehensively.

"My love, are you alright?"

You looked to your side and were met with the welcoming vision of your partner, who you must have woke up at some point. Her face held a concerned expression, meaning you must had been physically reacting before you woke up.

As your senses returned gradually, you could feel her soft hands on you. One was gently caressing your nape, while the other was tightly holding your hand. You could also feel the dried tears stains over your cheeks, causing you to realize the depth of your state.

"Hyun-ju?" you asked groggily, involuntarily moving closer to her.

"Yes, my dear, it's me. Are you alright? Were you having a nightmare?" she questioned while moving you to her lap, embracing you in her arms while tenderly laying your head in her neck. After you were properly settled in her arms, she began to slowly lay kisses on top of your head.

After not receiving a verbal response to her question from you, she took it as a 'yes' and began to quietly put you to sleep. You honestly felt like a child coming to their mother after getting scared to sleep alone, but you were so comfortably nested in her arms that you didn't even notice when you started to fell sleepy again.

Before you drifted off to sleep, the last thing you heard was her soft whispering voice close to your ear.

"We can talk about it tomorrow, ok? Goodnight, sweetheart."

And with that, you drifted off.

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A/N: AARGH HOW DO I MAKE MY FICS LONGER

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hey!! can i req hcs of hyun-ju with an s/o that’s a singer?? not even like an actual singer but just someone who loves to sing 😋😋

- hyun-ju with a singer partner hc's: ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: one of your special talents is singing, and that pleases your girlfriend a lot.

warnings: none

genre: fluff

A/N: this is such an interesting request! I honestly had no idea on what to do first, but i managed. :33

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➤ First off, i have a feeling that Hyun-ju is not really the type that listens to too much music. Don't get me wrong, it isn't like she doesn't enjoy it, she just doesn't have the time or that much interest.

So i think that her musical taste consists on what's trending or what you listen and show her. Meaning that if she ever hear you singing or humming to a random song, she will not get the reference. Unless you listened or showed her the song before, she will not manage to guess which song you are singing.

She cares a lot about your interests and hobbies, meaning she will want to mingle in what you are into (even if she doesn't get it). So these specific situations are not unexpected and unusual:

"Are you singing that one song you showed me last week that had a butterfly in the album's cover?" she asked excitedly after hearing you hum a melody while helping her wash the dishes.

"Hyun-ju, it's the soundtrack from the movie we watched yesterday."

At least she tries.

But seeing it from another point of view, she really enjoys hearing your voice. As i mentioned before, she doesn't have time to stop and listen to music. So hearing your tuneful voice always soothes her greatly.

Your number one fan. Asks you to sing "that one song you hummed when you two were getting back home on thursday" and gets sad if you don't recognize it.

LIKES WHEN YOU SING FOR HER TO SLEEP‼️ Her days are really stressful due to many factors, so when you sing with what she calls a "perfect lyrical voice", it puts her to sleep in a minute.

Overall: your biggest fan. Don't spend more than a week without singing or she will be feeling like her favorite bad just disbanded.

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[sucodegoiaba88]

Baking n shared kisses w Hyun-Ju perchance?😇

- baking with Hyun-ju : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: money is getting tight, so your girlfriend is teaching you how to bake a cake for your upcoming birthday.

warnings: none.

genre: fluff

A/N: This request is so cute what ;33

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➤ "No, no, no. You don't stir with a metal spoon."

You were currently getting scolded for your 3rd error that night. Baking shouldn't be that hard! You had bought the idea of making your own cake as a way of saving for some money for your upcoming birthday, but it seemed baking was just not for you.

"Cmon, Hyun-ju! Everything i do is 'wrong' or 'not right' now?" you objected, already annoyed with how many times she had corrected you in just the making of the icing.

"It is if you don't do it right." she affirmed, her voice a bit stern. She then continued, "And you're the one who asked me to teach you, baking a cake is not the hardest thing to do. i could simply bake one for you without a problem."

"You're just saying that because you're naturally talented." you alleged, trying to get on her good side after having nagged her all night.

"Didn't you say you were having a hard time finding a job? Maybe you could just stay at home while i wor- ouch! What was that for?" you chanted in an exaggerated furious tone after receiving a slight slap to your nape.

"If you're trying to flatter me, it's not working." she retoned with a sigh, finishing picking up the necessary ingredients. After a few seconds, she added. "Now hurry up. If you're having a hard time with the easiest part, then you're not gonna last much longer."

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After giving the icing part to her, you followed her directions to the hilt (mainly to not get slapped again). You started by pre-hesting tue oven, and then started mixing the ingredients in a separate bowl for the batter. Eggs, milk, butter, flour, sugar, baking powder... This was kind of fun!

You added a bit of vanilla to the mix, smelling already a good scent coming from the bowl. However, your thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sudden peck to your lips, surprising you for a second.

You look up to see Hyun-ju smilling satisfied at you."See? When you follow my orders correctly, things don't go wrong." she gently assured you. However, she could notice your dream-stuck face, and an idea immediately popped into her head.

"There is much more from where this one came from. If i notice you are doing it right, i might reward you, lovely." she whispered teasingly while giving your nose a playful bop, getting it a bit dirty from flour.

"Yes, ma'am!"

-

"It burned a little..." you mutter disappointingly, turning you head up to look at Hyun-ju, waiting for what she was going to say.

"You overcooked it for some minutes." she acclaimed. You look down, upset that you managed to ruin the perfect dough you prepared so proudly. Hyun-ju, however, noticed your melancholy, and quickly bowed down a bit to you level.

She puts her hands on each of your shoulders, whispering softly in hopes to soothe you. "Don't worry, nobody gets it perfect on the first few tries. I'm very happy i got to spend time with you, sweetheart. You're sweeter than any cake we could have baked today." she assured you.

She then turned you delicately towards her, putting her hand on your cheek and kissing you. Her docile methods quickly lifting up your mood.

As you both separate from each from each others lips to breathe, you give her a confident look, smirking slightly while proposing the following suggestion.

"You're still gonna bake me a cake for my birthday, right?"

with a sigh, she responded.

"Yes, my dear. I am."

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[sucodegoiaba88]

wait lowk i saw a hc that hyun ju would spend time w people who accepts her and it was that they would go ice skating tg

do you think u could write abt thattttt

- ice skating with your girlfriend : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader

summary: going ice-skating with your lovely girlfriend.

warnings: none.

genre: fluff

A/N: this was so hard to write because i had no idea on how to write it, so it think it's a little boring. But i hope i could fill your expectations! :)

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➤ Today was the day! You planned every single detail meticulously for a month. Nothing could go wrong!

Your day started nicely. Your girlfriend, even if she was not a sergeant anymore, still naturally followed a very strict routine. Meaning that she willingly woke up every single day at the crack of dawn.

You always complained that you lost her body warmth way too soon in the morning, but you couldn't complain waking up to a delicious breakfast everytime.

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"Goodmorning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" her sweet voice filled your ears as soon as she saw you sit down groggily on the table.

"Morning... I did." you responded sleeply, not daring to give her a 'goodmorning kiss' until you ate something and brushed your teeth.

"You need to wake up and get ready for our date, my love." She responded while putting a plate of toast and eggs in front of you.

"And do it quickly, you shouldn't leave a lady waiting, you know?" she gave you a playful wink and resumed her work in the kitchen, currently washing the dishes she used to make breakfast.

"i won't, i promise." you say, quickly digging down your breakfast.

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"Hyun-ju Cho, if you let go of me, i swear i-" your empty threats were quickly shut down as you stumbled again, holding for dear life on your girlfriend.

You could say ice skating was not one of your natural talents, but it seemed that wasn't the case for your partner, who managed to get it right on the first few tries.

"Don't worry, my love. I am not going anywhere." she held on to your waist gently as you hugged her entire body while moving slowly.

"You better, cause i-" Again, your silly declarations were interrupted. But this time, it was by you faceplanting onto the hard, cold floor. It seemed that holding her in a bear-like grip didn't really work.

"Love! are you- are you alright?" she said a bit worriedly, but you could still notice a faint smile threatening to appear while she clearly held her laughter. She could tell you didn't hurt yourself too hard, so she didn't bother to try and pretend to be an 'over-the-top' type of worried.

"You're laughing!"

"Sorry, my darling." although her words were sincere, the ear-to-ear smile she wore on her face spoke more than a few words.

Noticing your visible pout, she helped you get up, snuggling you close to her covered chest as a way for you to balance yourself. "Here. How about we give it a break and have something to eat? How does that sound, hm?"

She spoke as if comforting a small child who just threw a temper tantrum, but you couldn't bring yourself to deny her words.

With a sigh, you responded. "Alright... Let's go."

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[sucodegoiaba88]

Wait whoops I js reread the rules n it said no gender specific IM SORRY LMAO😭

I dooo have another request for u tho since u said u wanna write!!

Could we get a Cho Hyun-Ju (yes another cuz I love her) x reader where we realize we have feelings for her n rant to it about to one of the players (maybe the old lady who gives us advice n teases) n dont notice that shes nearby, basically hearing everything we say until we notice n freeze up n then move away in embarassment which leads to us avoiding her cuz were nervous n dont wanna be seen vulnerable?

- gotcha!! : ★

featuring: hyun-ju cho x reader.

summary: you have a massive crush on your friend and don't know what to do, so you seek help. And who is a better help at giving advice than the elders? However, a certain someone also heard your little talk.

warnings: none.

genre: fluff.

A/N: YOUNG-MI LIVES YAAAY

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➤ "Please, you guys need to help me!"

Jang could only watch your absolutely flustered face while Young-mi cutely laughed by her side. Your request was unusual, and she was sure that if she somehow was starting to understand the youngsters, all of that effort was going through the drain right now.

"Di-did she say something a-about me?"

Young-mi only busted out laughing once more as Yonsik held his own. Jang could only hold an annoyed expression, while the other two were clearly having the time of their lives.

"How are we supposed to know, you buffoon! She is your close friend, not ours!" Jang said, her patience running thin.

"Don't be so mean!!" you protested with a huge pout on your deep red face.

After a good pause for them to laugh at your attempts of asking them about Hyun-ju, Young-mi finally managed to catch her breath. You have never seen the small girl laugh so much in her entire life (not that you knew her for a long period of time anyways).

"Maybe you should try talking to her personally, Unnie." she adviced you. Even if she still found the newfound situation incredibly funny, she still hoped the best for you and Hyun-ju. Both of you were good people who helped her when she needed the most, and she couldn't be more grateful. She really looked up to you two, and sometimes you felt like you couldn't disappoint her.

"Well, maybe i could give it a try. I wouldn't want to risk the friendship we already have. But, by the way, where is she?" you asked, confused on why she still wasn't by their usual spot already.

"She said she was going to the bathroom, maybe you should go after her! Ha!" Yonsik said in a teasing manner, but the idea didn't seem so bad to you. You hesitantly get up, ignoring Yonsik's teasing and giving Young-mi a slight pet, and only after heading to the bathroom.

However, as you crossed a certain turn in the mess of beds, you stumbled across no one other than Hyun-ju herself.

"Hyun-ju...?"

She was beaming red. Her usual composed manner fading slightly when she saw you. You could quickly tell she had heard every word that came out of your mouth.

" -i need to go."

"No, please, stay."

Both of you were trembling. In her case, it was anxiety. But in yours, you have never felt so embarrassed in your entire life.

Was she about to reject you? To end your friendship? To say that you were gross to even think about her in such ways, and-

"Can we talk?" she asked after recomposing herself, albeit not completely.

"We don't need to. I understand and accept it. I'm so sorry for even thinking about our friendship in that way, i..." for a long moment, you were at a loss for words. What were you thinking for even-

"I feel the same way. I have felt, for a long while."

. . .

Now that's what you weren't expecting.

"Could you- Hyun-ju, could you please repeat what you just said? I don't think I've heard you well."

"I love you."

-

"These 2 are taking too long in the bathroom! Do you think they-" he was quickly smacked by his mother before he could even begin to mutter another word.

"Let then be."

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