#[gonna. take a hot second to get wonpil’s up from the other day with all the audio messages he sent. lmao.]

[day6source]

240401 New bubble message from Dowoon! 🐶🫧

[sub-hoshi-enthusiast]

I feel like I’m being annoying for sending multiple asks 🥺 but can I request a sub!dowoon begging to be fucked?

You aren't being annoying bby, you can send in as many asks as you want 💕💕

⚠️Warnings⚠️: sub!Dowoon, fem!dom!reader, pegging, rough sex, mommy kink, reader calls him angel not sure if that's a kink or not

Beg For Me

"Please…" Dowoon whimpered as you had his back pressed against the kitchen counter, lips so close to touching his but not quite there. He whined as you pulled away from him for the sixth time that afternoon. You simply smirked before leaning close to his ear, making him shiver as your hot breath hit his skin.

     "The boys are over baby. You don't want one of them walking in on us, do you?" He was almost ready to just say screw it and tell you to fuck him then and there. Deep down he knew, though, that he would be mortified and would never be able to look any of his bandmates in the eye again if he let that happen. He disappointedly whined as you pulled away, walking out the kitchen with the drinks his friends had asked for.

    Normally, Dowoon wouldn't have been this needy. You were almost always the one to initiate sex, save for days after long practices or the very few times he had accidentally slipped into subspace. This morning, however, he had woken up from his alarm he had set to get ready for his friends to come over so they could practise. He almost didn't remember what he had dreamt about until the uncomfortable strain of his boxers had reminded him. Fortunately the alarm had also woken you up, so as soon as you had comprehended what was going on in the world around you, you decided to help your boyfriend out with his problem.

     You had pulled Dowoon onto your lap, letting him rut helplessly against you as you made out with him. You were leaving kisses down his neck, getting ready to mark him before you were both snapped out of the moment by his phone ringing. Originally you both decided to ignore it, but after the third time it rang, your boyfriend angrily answered. The look of anger on his face soon faded into a look of panic as he looked at the clock. You looked over at it too, confused, until you saw the time and threw your boyfriend off of you to get ready. You hadn't realized you had been making out for that long, and now his bandmates were only 5 minutes away. He had opted on taking a very fast, and very cold, shower as you both scrambled to get ready for their arrival. 

     After everything had calmed down and his friends were all lounging on the couch, Dowoon had still felt the need for your touch, even after the shower. He wasn't hard thank god but he had been trying to steal small kisses from you every time the boys weren't looking. The first time you had pulled away was only because Younghyun had started to turn your way and you knew that if he had seen you both, Dowoon would have been unbelievably embarrassed. You had only realized you were teasing him after you pulled away the second time and heard the almost silent whine that left your boyfriend's mouth. After that you made sure to pull away on purpose, enjoying the thought of Dowoon being a complete wreck for you once the other boys left. 

     Now your boyfriend was following behind you helplessly, helping you to bring refreshments to your homemade practise room located in the basement. He reluctantly joined the rest of Day6 to finish up practise. They continued to practise for another hour or so before they decided it was over. Dowoon thought that this meant they would go home, but was disappointed when they had chosen to stay a little while more to watch a movie. About halfway through the first movie, you had started to tease him again. He was trying his hardest not to whimper or whine as you lightly dragged your hand up and down his inner thigh, fingertips barely grazing over the fabric of his jeans. About a quarter through the third movie, you had decided to harshly grab his inner thigh, giving it a grim squeeze. He squirmed in your grip, slapping a hand over his mouth to hide the quiet whimper that escaped him. He was rock hard and desperate by the end of the fourth movie, heavily panting with a flushed face and a light sheen of sweat sticking some of his hair to his forehead. Wonpil had turned to him, almost jumping out of his chair at the sight of his friend.

     "Oh my god, are you alright Dowoon? You don't look too good." At Wonpil's statement, everyone turned away from the movie to look at your boyfriend with concern on their faces. You had plastered a look of fake worry on your face and grabbed his face in your hands.

     "Why didn't you tell me something was wrong, angel? Jeez, you're burning up!" He let out a loud whine as your hand rested on his thigh, but the other boys just thought it was one of pain. You turned to the older boys, standing up. "Thank you guys so much for visiting but I'll take care of Dowoon, alright? I'll update you on anything that happens but we don't want any of you getting sick, now do we?" The boys looked at each other before Sungjin slowly nodded his head in agreement, thanking you for inviting them over before ushering everyone else out of the house. They all left with quick farewells and 'get better soon's. As soon as he heard the door shut, Dowoon reached out to grab you, grinding his hips into nothing. You just chuckled at him.

     "Hold on angel, I have to make dinner for you. Help you with your sickness." You said with a tone of fake worry in your voice. He whined loudly as you walked to the kitchen. He stood up, about to chase after you before he thought of something. He let a small smirk set on his face as he quietly walked to your bedroom. He opened one of your top drawers, digging around for something specific. If you weren't gonna pay attention to him, he would just have to make you.

     You had finished making dinner faster than you had thought you would. You walked out to the living room, confusion contorting your face as you didn't see Dowoon sitting there. You had thought you would walk back in to see him rutting against the couch or a pillow, begging you to let him cum. He didn't beg often, so you absolutely loved it when he did. You gently placed your food down on the coffee table moving to look for your boyfriend. 

     "Angel?" You called out, hoping he would answer.

     "I-in here." You heard him call from the bedroom. You tilted your head as you made your way to the room, wondering what he was doing in there. Once you had made it to the doorway, your jaw dropped in shock.

     Dowoon sat on his knees and forearms, face burning a bright red as he locked eyes with you. The position, however, isn't what surprised you since you had seen him that way countless times. What had made arousal shoot through you was the pretty white panties he had on. They hugged his ass perfectly, and from the angle he was sitting at you could see his hard cock restricted by the thin fabric. The panties were white with lace around the bottom of them, and a cute little pink bow on the back. You walked closer to him, almost drooling at how delicious he looked. He was panting heavily, squirming under your lust filled gaze. He let out a loud whine and gripped the sheets as you lightly ran your hand over the fabric that covered his ass.

     "Fuck, angel. You look so pretty like this." He moaned loudly as you ran your tongue over where his hole was through the panties. You chuckled and gripped his ass, making him moan louder. "And so sensitive."

     "P-please! Please f-fuck me mama." A shiver shot down your spine at the name as a smile spread over your face. That had been what you were going for. Dowoon rarely called you any kinky names when you were having sex, since he got embarrassed so easily, thus you had been trying to break him. You wanted him to be screaming by the end of the night, since he was never that vocal either. You pulled the flimsy fabric down his legs, tossing it to a random corner of the room. You smirked as he was already shaking and squirming at your touch. You looked to the bedside table, slightly surprised to see your lube and stap on already sitting there.

     "You're really needy today, aren't you, angel?" He whimpered before nodding, digging his fingers into the sheets.

     "Y-yes! So needy for you mama! Want mama to fuck me till I can't walk tomorrow. P-please mommy!!" You bit your lips and grabbed the lube, squirting some on your fingers before easing one into him. He whimpered at the feeling of your fingers inside him, grinding his ass back into you. You smirked as you sped up your pace, adding another finger after a minute or so had passed. Soon enough you were pounding into him with three fingers, leaning over him to suck and kiss at his neck as he moaned loudly beneath you. He whined louder as you curled your fingers and found his prostate.

     "O-oh fuck! P-please mommy!! Please please please please please! F-fuck- Want m-mama to fuck me now! Please! I-I've been such a good boy for you!! Please mama!" He sobbed as he felt his orgasm approaching. You smirked with a hum, pulling your fingers out of him to reach for the strap-on.

     "You sound so pretty when you're begging for me angel." He whimpered loudly when he felt the tip of the dildo waiting at his entrance, but whined with a sob when you didn't enter him right away. He pulled his face out of the blankets to turn to you, arousal rising in you as you saw the desperate look on his features. His face was bright red with drool seeping out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes hazy with lust and tears almost ready to fall down his full cheeks. You quickly thrusted into him, watching as he buried his face back in the sheets, muffling the loud cry he let out. You didn't give him time to adjust as you pounded into him, groaning at the submissive moans and whimpers your boyfriend made. His back arched as he moaned even louder when your hand reached down to start stroking his dick.

     "O-oh f-fuck! R-right there! R-right t-there mommy! O-oh sh-sh- AH!" You grabbed his hips tighter, pounding into him as hard as you could, making his voice go up an octave as his sounds grew louder and more frequent. "F-fuck!! Gonna- AH- fuck- g-gonna cu-cum mama!! Ngh- OH! O-oh g-god mommy please! P-please let m-me cum!! Please!" He sobbed, a few hiccups breaking through his sobs of pleasure, his hips and thighs shaking in your grip.  You smirked, leaving bite marks and kisses down his back before leaning down to growl in his ear.

     "Go ahead angel. Make a mess of yourself for mommy." He whined with more tears falling down his face before he opened his mouth in a silent moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he gripped the now cum soaked sheets. He slumped into the mattress, legs giving out from under him when you pulled out. You lightly chuckled as you turned him over to rest against the headboard. 

     "Dowoon? Angel? Are you alright?" He weakly nodded as he opened his eyes to look at you. You giggled at how cute he was as his face, neck, and chest flushed red in embarrassment. "No, don't be embarrassed baby. You're fine." He let out a whine as you pushed your lips to his in a comforting kiss. No matter how many times you two had sex, he was always the same flustered, blushy mess afterwards. You were about to move to clean him off, but he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in a hug from behind. 

     "Stay…" he mumbled as he gave you a light squeeze.

     "But baby, I was going to clean you up." He just nuzzled into your neck more and held you tighter.

     "Tomorrow…" he mumbled out even quieter, slowly drifting to sleep. You smiled at your adorable boyfriend, snuggling into him more.

     "Alright, tomorrow it is."

[carleencl]

DAY6 Gravity Tour in Manila

Second time around, my favorite band, DAY6 came to Manila to have another sold out concert. Yes, another one since 1st Youth Concert was also sold out which was held in Kia Theater. 

November 23, 2019 - the day all MyDays have been waiting for again. DAY6′s Gravity Tour in Manila was held in Araneta Coliseum, having approximately 9,000 attendees that started at 5:30 in the afternoon.

This concert was very “intense” but memorable for us due to our experience before, during, and after the concert. You may click read more to know the experience I am talking about.

Pre-Concert

Announcement of ticketing day, me and my friends planned ways to grab our desired tickets. We were already planning to get the Royalty Package ticket since seeing DAY6 and the inclusion of the package itself was worth it. Unfortunately, during the selling day, the ticketing site keeps on either lagging, getting errors, and even saying all seats were unavailable! We were also in line in one of their physical ticketing sites, and their system was down and offline. Luckily, we still got tickets which was VIP Standing C.

Since attendees of the concert were offered a discounted rate to stay at Novotel, we grabbed the promo instantly! It was because remembering how exhausted (in a very happy way) from last year’s DAY6 concert we felt was. We were in standing area that time and it felt like so dragging to walk from Kia Theater then to find a place to have dinner and go our rented AirBnB. Thus, grabbing the Novotel discount promo.

Concert Day: Hours Before

Since we were in Standing C, a queuing number was given to have an organized line up before entering the venue. We were asked to be in line on or before 2:45PM or else, our queuing number will be forfeited. Since we are just staying at Novotel, we were planning to go in line at around 2:30PM.

2:15PM - my friend, Lizette, asked me to check Happee Sy’s twitter and hold and behold: THERE WAS STILL 15 ROYALTY STANDING A/B THAT WERE UNCLAIMED. In an instant, I told my other friends and we grabbed all our stuff as quickly as possible. Waiting for the hotel elevator feels like years in the waiting. Once we were in the lobby, we split into pairs: 1 going in line for VIP Standing C and 1 rushing to the ticketing booth. We were still unsure if we were able to get the Royalty ticket thus having that back-up of needing still line up for the VIP Standing C.

With my other friend, Ria and I were rushing to the ticketing booth to try to get those tickets. Once we arrived, there MyDays already lining up to get the tickets. I was nervous that time if we would be able to get 4 tickets for the upgrade due the limited quantity available. I was counting the person in front of us if we will be able to make the cut - and we did! I was so nervous, happy, and excited that time. I couldn’t believe it that the ticket that we wanted since day 1 but failed to get during ticketing day, was able to have it during concert.

I called Lizette and Char afterwards and told them the good news and to meet them near the PULP Royalty Booth. We were such giddy fangirls while claiming our band for the Royalty, Hi Touch, and the version of album we would be able to get.

3:00PM - We were already lining up for Royalty Standing A then entering venue. I still can’t believe that we were able to get those tickets in the last minute! It was such a surreal moment for me.

CONCERT TIME

We were so excited and giddy that the stage was so close! It’s the first to be that up close to the artist that we support and dearly love.

Lights were all off except for our lightband.

An introduction video of DAY6 was shown and after, the 5 were on stage setting up their instruments.

Opening song was, “Best Part,” which was followed by “Sing Me,” and “I Wish.” Everyone was jumping and singing along with DAY6. The energy and shouting in the coliseum was so high and loud that I can’t even hear myself anymore.

I think Young K even shouted, “Manila, are you ready?”  which everyone screamed more.

Three songs done and energy was so high from MyDays!

JAE: “Manila!!! Oh my goodness.

One more time, are you ready to have a good night, Manila!!!?! I said it in the beginning and I’ll say it again, tonight will be a beautiful night if you wanted it to be. Just enjoy yourself! It doesn’t matter anyone thinks beside you, it doesn’t matter what’s going back home.. tonight is a beautiful night! We are going keep this energy straight! So let’s go!”

Next songs were: “Somehow,” and “Time of Our Life.”

MyDays became extra energetic upon hearing the latter song. Though I admit, it was a song that you could really jump up and down, enjoy and have the time of your life.

There was a ment after 2 songs.

JAE: “Before anything, we just want to introduced ourselves. You guys can take a break real quick, you can seat and reserved all the energy.”

WONPIL: “Hello! This is Wonpil.”

YOUNG K: “This is Young K and tonight is a festival! Salamat po!”

DOWOON: “Hi! This is Dowoon”

SUNGJIN: “Hi I’m Sungjin! Nice to meet you!”

JAE: “Hi everybody, let’s get it! I’m Jae! What a beautiful sight we have here today. Second show here today and it is so damn real in the arena. Thank you so much for having us. We are so blessed and honored to be with you. And you guys are sure waiting for us and we are also waiting to be back. We have a crazy set for you guys tonight. You guys ready for tonight? You guys ready to dance tonight? You guys ready to sing a little bit tonight? I love this energy guys. Just one promise, I know you its gotta get hot, gotta get tired. It’s gonna happen. Number one, stay safe. That’s the most important thing right?

Wow, this is such a big place. How you guys feel tonight?”

SUNGJIN: “It's good!”

DOWOON: “I’m a hamburger. I feel...happy”

WONPIL: “This spot.. this is crazy. I will see how long your energy will last until the end.”

YOUNG K: “Are you guys ready to sing with us? Can we hear your voices.. you beautiful voices!“

Next songs that they performed was “I’m Serious,” and “So Cool.” Every song that they sang was just so amazing! I’m really at awed watching them perform closer this time.

Dowoon had a solo and showed his drum skills! He was so amazing. He truly is the “drum”. 🤣

Young K was up for his solo. He played with his bass and showed us what real talent was. He looks so amazing while playing. 😍

After Dowoon and Young K’s solo, the band played: “Out of My Mind” and “Feeling Good.”

JAE: “Oh my goodness, guys! We just witness something amazing! We just had Young K and Dowoon do something. What was that?!

YOUNG K: “That was my bass, my bass!“

DOWOON: “Before, we solo to you. The bass is awesome”

YOUNG K: “You guys.. the drum, including Dowoon, the drum is perfect!

Becase you are perfect..”

DOWOON: “Yes, I’m perfect. No no noo”

MY DAYs: 😂 😂 😂

The 5 members went to the extended stage and I got a closer look at the boys! I was starstruck watching them perform. 🤩

Jae was so up close that I was just looking or even just staring at him the whole time. He’s my bias and seeing him that close while performing was another level of fangirling spazzing in me!! 😍

BEST. SPOT. EVER.

“How to Love” was the 1st song played in the extended stage.

It was Sungjin’s time to shine! His solo act was so amazziing!! Leader still impressing fans in 2019 💖

Afterwards, DAY6 performed “For Me,” and “Wanna Go Back.”

As they went back to the main stage, everyone was shouting: “Dowoon! Dowoon! Dowoon!” saying that he should sing again. So Dowoon turned back as if cheering for himself too, but eventually, he sang his line from “Wanna Go Back.”

They had 3 songs that they performed in a mash-up at the main stage.

1st mash-up was Ed Sheeran’s “Shape of You” and their song, “Like That Sun.”

2nd is a mash-up between “Days Gone By" and "Treasure” by Bruno Mars.

I was actually expecting a full ‘Days Gone By’ performance since I really really do love that song (well, I love all their songs actually 😅)

Last one will be Daft Punk’s “Get Lucky" and their song, “Blood.”

Wonpil hyped the crowd more with his keyboard solo. 🎹

 Everyone was cheering and just staring at him. He said that he tried to change his solo a bit for the Manila concert which of course made all My Days cheered more for Wonpil.

Jae: “How do you like the last one? That was a mash up with “Blood. We got Daft Punk’s and mix it with our song. We have a lot of songs we haven’t played for a long time.

Do you guys remember the last time we played ‘Blood?’ It’s been a long time, trust me.”

“Colors “ was the next song.

The song gave an emotional feeling during their performance. You would just want to raise your lightbands and wave it.

Next song was “ I Need Somebody.“ Surely, every My Day was into the song and singing out our hearts out.

“I Wait” was next on their setlist that they performed.

It was another ment to talk to the fans again.

JAE: “Manila, it will be hotter than this. Is that okay though?”

MY DAYs: “YEEEES!!”

JAE: “Manila, are you ready to go crazy?”

MY DAYs: “YEEEES!!”

JAE: “Tonight is the night that I’m just happy that everyone just being, having their greatest time that they could possibly have.

Guys, we have arrived to the last stage.”

MY DAYs: “NOOOOOOOO”

JAE: “It’s crazy because we have been waiting so long, just like you waiting for us, we have been waiting so long to be back soon. Going crazy and having fun, it passed so quickly by the way..”

MY DAYs: “Walang uuwi! Walang uuwi! Walang uuwi!”

JAE: “We appreciate it cause you guys with all the energy just been amazing and so fun tonight. And because of it we have been able to play for the last stage. We love and appreciate you so much but all things comes to an end.”

MY DAYs: “NOOOOOOOO”

JAE: “But, but..for now, let’s start officially. Wonpil looks like you’re crazy tonight. How was it? It is good?”

WONPIL: “I think you guys are having more fun than us. So we would be great to go back with all the energy we received from you guys. So we have a few songs left, and I hope you guys enjoy until the end.”

JAE: “Wonpil said ‘You can do it friends! Thank you guys for having us today. This will be gonna our last stage and the next song is very dear to us, so I hope you guys enjoy it. Let’s go crazy! Can you guys sing one more time for us?”

MY DAYs: “YEEEES!!”

JAE: “Okay, let’s go ‘Sweet Chaos!’

And with the ment ended, DAY6 performed “Sweet Chaos.”

“Sweet Chaos” - who wouldn’t be pumped up with this song? You would just sing a long with them at the top of your lungs with this song.

DAY6′s next stage was “Headache”

I just love how DAY6 can perform from emotional soulful songs to energetic hyped songs.

The hyung was up next to perform his solo. Jae doing amazing with his skills. 😍

Each member is just so amaaaaazing!!! STAN. DAY6.

“WARNING” was the next song followed with “Shoot Me.”

The crowd just keeps being hyper and hyper by the song.

Now, who wouldn’t be super hyped up with this song? You would just want to shout “SHOOT ME! SHOOT ME” hoping that no one really shoots you. 😅🤣

DAY6 went out of the stage and showed a VCR.

After the VCR, DAY6 were back and performed another 3 songs: “Cover,” “You Were Beautiful,” and “Congratulations.”

During this time everyone’s phone flashlight was on and the seeing the crowd was amazingly beautiful. 😭😭😭

“You Were Beautiful” was just.. 😭😭😭 DAY6′s songs will make you feel that you were in a break up even though you are not. 😅

Ahh this stage, “Congratulations,” will always be precious as fans sing the song and DAY6 plays the instruments. 💖

Next up was the highlight of My Days for DAY6. One of the fanproject of a VCR for DAY6.

JAE: (not aware of the playing VCR) “You look beautiful tonight. Look around you right now.

MY DAYs: *saying and pointing Jae the VCR*

YOUNG K: “Look behind you Jae!“

Below is the full fanproject VCR from MyDaysPH.

The VCR was just so touching and true. 😭 Personally, whenever I feel down or something that’s bothering me and can’t get it out of my mind, I just listen to their songs and I’ll feel a little better. 😭

JAE: “Wow! Wow, what was that? Woooow! The reason you guys are beautiful.”

WONPIL: “This is really touching This is crazy.”

JAE: “Guys I think, we are always fighting things. Thank you for being our beautiful reason to continue our music. You know, it is not.. it is never easy. Life should not be that easy but.. everyone has a reason and I’m so glad that we are able to be each other’s reason. This is amazing.

Okay, before it gets to deep. We would just go down one by one and tell you how we felt today.”

All the next things that they said made us all cry, for real! 😭 😭 😭

WONPIL: "I think this is really awesome. When did you guys prepare this? It was really awesome. First of all, it's our 2nd time here and thank you guys for so many of you came tonight to have fun with us. Watching the video, I realized how busy you guys are, also how many hard things you guys go through and I'm so happy that we are, even if it's a small bit, we become your reason for your living. This video is really crazy.

So even us, we are same humans so we also go though difficult things. As we are your reason also, you guys are also our reason.

Thank you guys so much and I don't think I'll be able to forget Manila. You guys are crazy. So we will really promise, we will comeback. We will make good music. Thank you guys so much for reminding us why we made this music and why we perform. Thank you guys so much! See you guys again!" 💖 💖 💖

DOWOON: "First of all this video, like what Wonpil Hyung said, 'It was really touching.'

Touching.. yes.. It's a very touching video, yeaah.

So like Wonpil Hyung said, since we are also humans, it's actually hard to.. Been watching the video you guys made, I saw that we have so much strength. Actually this moment, is like a reflective time for me looking how much we affect you guys and how much you guys love us. I realized how much I have to do better.

Ahh, your English very well. (saying to the translator)

Thank you guys for our good memories. Today is a present to us. You one by one are very important people. Please be healthy and eating well and we always love you guys. We will come back. Thank you!" 🥺🥺🥺💕

*No close up photo of YoungK since I was just looking at him at the stage instead of the screen. 😅

YOUNG K: "Please, give it up for Dowoon! So... Hi. How are you? You know it is great to be back and is all because of you guys. Thank you! Uhh, what is it.. Maraming Salamat? 

So.. by watching that video, it made me confirmed why we sing. 'Cause during the production of this album and even before that, and I wrote it thanks to you.. my personal thanks to you. It was really hard.. after a certain point it was really hard to find for the reason why we sing on the stage. 'Cause we are doing the same things over and over again and I wasn't do it for my parents, wasn't do it for the company, I wasn't.. you know. It wasn't a competition anymore. It's just.. I was looking for the reason why and there you go, you guys gave us the answer. Thank you very much.

And really, you guys said we are the reason but trust me, you guys are our motivation.. you guys our inspiration.. you guys are our reason to be on the stage. So thank you very much and until the next time we meet, we'll be this much fun again. Stay healthy and happy. Thank you very much!” 😭 ❤️

SUNGJIN: "Today.. so happy.. because of you guys. 'Cause you guys made me happy, always. I think always, you guys made me happy. Thank you so much.. really, really. I wanna tell you guys.. is awesome guys, okay? I trust you.

So you guys do whatever you wanna do. Thank you guys so much.

We.. so, study hard and work hard. And if we come back..so grown up. You guys know what I'm saying, right? Okay, thank you so much! See you soon!"💕💕💕

JAE: "Wow! First of all,  thank you guys so much because it is just amazing today. Just the energy today, thank you so much just coming to this journey with us and becoming one with us, and making this concert  with us.. so round of applause to yourselves. Thank you.

Kinda like what everyone else saying that.. that video makes us feel alive 'cause we do get stuck sometimes and we do take some time like doing certain things."

*starts to cry* 😭😭😭

DOWOON: "Jae! Jae Hyuuung! Jae! Jae Hyuuung! Don't cry."

MY DAYs: "Awww" 🥺🥺🥺

DOWOON: *starts singing a Christmas song*

SUNGJIN: "And soo..."

YOUNG K: "Make some noise for Jae!!"

DOWOON: "Don't cryyy" 🥺🥺

MY DAYs: "Uljima! Uljima! Uljima"

SUNGJIN: "No, no, no. More cry! More cry! More cry" 🤣🤣🤣

MY DAYs: "More cry! More cry! More cry!"

JAE: "You guys are lucky, man. No one ever sees me cry.."

MY DAYs: "Awww"

JAE: "Thank you. It's just like, life gets so hard sometimes. I'm really appreciative of the fact that we have you guys and you guys have us.. and that we could be each other's reason to continue it all...*sobs*" 😭😭😭

MY DAYs: "Awww"

SUNGJIN: "More cry! More cry! More cry" 🤣🤣🤣

MY DAYs: "More cry! More cry! More cry!"

JAE: "I never cry..I never cry. This never happened.  No one.. no, no.. no one will put this up on Twitter. Okay? Promise me, no one. Nobody.. no one. This never happened." 🤣🤣🤣

YOUNG K: "Everyone's gonna put it up." 😅😅😂

JAE: "Thank you from the bottom of my heart for being my reason to continue to do my best. So thank you guys so much. Alright!"

YOUNG K: "Before your tears dried up, let's take a picture!"

JAE: "No no no!"

YOUNG K: "Come here! (to Jae)

Is it okay if we all take a picture together? And remember this moment!!"

MY DAYs: "YEEEESS!"

YOUNG K: "Jae, seat in the middle! Seat in the middle!"

JAE: "Noo,noo.

Okay, guys. We just want to take a picture, 2. One with the banner, and the second one, without.

Alright guys, we're gonna take a picture with the banner. 1, 2, 3!"

©️ JYP Entertainment & PULP

JAE: "Alright one more picture but we wanna get a little bit more closer."

YOUNG K: "Let's do one line in the middle. Is that okay, Jae?"

JAE: "Yeah, let’s do that!

And without the banner.. Everybody show your beautiful smile! Okay, alright. 1, 2, 3!

Thank you. Thank you very much!"

©️ JYP Entertainment & PULP

JAE: "Thank you so much, Manila. You guys have been amazing tonight. We hope that you guys are not tired 'cause we got a couple more songs for you. You guys are ready? We need you to go crazy! You got some energy left? Manila, are you tired yet?!

Okay so Young K want to talk to you real quick this time." 💙💙💙

YOUNG K: "Nooo, you do it this time!"

JAE: "Alright guys, we're gonna make this super quick and super simple. I just need you to ready up. You guys ready?

Left side, are you ready?

Right side, are you ready?

EVERYBODY MAKE SOME NOISE!!!

Dance, Dance let's go!"

DAY6 was back on the extended (closer again to us!). They performed “Dance Dance,” and “Freely.”

JAE WAS TOO CLOSE. I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. 😱😱😱

YOUNG K TOO. 😭😭😭

SUNGJIN. WHYYYY 😭😭😭

All energy for DAY6! Pouring our hearts out to cheer and sing along with the best band eveeer! ❤️❤️❤️

The flying chicken during Freely. So who said, ‘Chickens can’t fly?’ Jae proved it wrong. 🤣

Due to Wonpil and Dowoon’s instruments, they weren’t able to go to our side. 😥 But I still enjoyed the concert, big time!!

Freely made a big impact as the last song for the Gravity concert. Everyone was just jumping!!

Wonpil crying! 😭😭😭

JAE: “Thank you so much ladies and gentlemen. It has been an absolute pleasure to be with you all this evening.

THANK YOU EVERYONE!”

YOUNG K: “Thank you Manila! You guys are the reason why we never given up! WE WILL NEVER GIVE UP!!

Thank you. Thank you guys! It was a wonderful night.”

SUNGJIN: “Manila! Thank you so much!”

YOUNG K: “Have a goodnight! You guys are wonderful! Beautiful!”

JAE: “Thank you so much!”

Thank you so much DAY6! You will always be worth the wait and be our beautiful reason. Hoping to see you again for the third time soon and more and more!  💙

HI-TOUCH

Behind this photo was a girl so giddy, and happy that was able to have an autographed album from not only one, but all five of them! 😍 Expecting to have one random member to sign the album but it turns out all of them signed it. 😭😭😭 Besides the signed abum was another memorable experience - the Hi Touch. The Hi Touch was a closer moment with them. I remember the first member to have Hi Touch with was Sungjin. He said thank you and I said thank you so much. I think that was the only words I could think of during the whole Hi Touch event and the only thing I said to each DAY6 member. Anyway, Sungjin really made an eye to eye contact giving a warm and friendly feeling. He gave a brotherly and friendly aura. Next was Jae, he wore his eyeglasses and bent a little for the hi touch cause he was so tall!! Jae squeezed my hand a little that made my fangirl heart crazy. Eye to eye contact again that really made my heart melt cause Jae got me once he got nearer to our area during the concert. Also I remember his smile, and we exchanged our thank you's. Next was Young K, and all fan accounts saying he will really look straight at your eyes as if remembering you was so right! I even realized it better why fox was his "avatar." Young K's Hi Touch was capturing my heart that time because of the intense eye to eye contact and of course, exchanging our thank you's. Dowoon, MyDays baby, was next! He was really a fluffball and a shy boy. I can't believe he's just a year younger but so adorable! Last was Wonpil, looking at him was mesmerizing like taking your breath away... literally. Wonpil will make you breathless just looking at you. Unfortunately, videos nor photos were not allowed. Thus, my words and encounter with them during that time shall be a living proof and be always remembered.  I was starstrucked from the 5 of them and they literally shoot my heart from the experience. A beautiful feeling to cherish and a reason to never give up in life as you said last November 23.

➡️ You may watch my vlog on Gravity in Manila last November 23, 2019 below. Parts of the video have muffled sound since I was unaware that I was covering the audio while holding my phone. 😅

You may lower or higher the volume of the audio and excuse my gibberish singing with DAY6. Hope you’ll enjoy watching it!

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SETLIST

Best Part

Sing Me

I Wish

Somehow

Time of Our Life

I'm Serious

So Cool

Dowoon Solo

YoungK Solo

Out of My Mind

Feeling Good

How to Love

Sungjin Solo

For Me

Wanna Go Back

Shape of You (Ed Sheeran) + Like That Sun

Days Gone By + Treasure (Bruno Mars)

Get Lucky (Daft Punk) + Blood

Wonpil Solo *Ment

Colors

I Need Somebody

I Wait *Ment

Sweet Chaos

Headache

Jae Solo

WARNING

Shoot Me VCR

Cover

You Were Beautiful

Congratulations MyDay's Fan Project *Ment

Dance Dance

Freely

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[baepsaets]

eight’s a crowd pt. 3 ~ bts

pairing: ot7 x reader

rating: nsfw because bangtan can’t stop talking about sex lmao

word count: 5.4k

summary: you’re a bighit staff member in charge of stage set-up when you find yourself inexplicably drawn to the very seven men you’re setting stage for. soulmate au!

a/n: i can’t even begin to say how grateful i am for y’alls patience and understanding! it’s been a long time coming but here’s pt. 3. there will definitely be a pt. 4, which i’ll hopefully have quicker than i had this chapter, lmao. happy reading!

part 01 02 03 04 05

“(Y/N). (Y/N). (Y/N)? (Y/N)!”

You startled and jerked your head. Jae stood next to you, and he dramatically waved his hand in front of your face. “Earth to (Y/N).”

“I’m busy, Jae,” you said, focusing on your task. You could feel your bad mood festering underneath your skin. You didn’t want to talk, but Jae had already acknowledged you and no amount of shoulder shrugging was going to make him leave.

“Oh, you’re busy,” he replied. “I guess you’ve been pretty busy lately, y’know, hanging out with Kim Taehyung all day—,”

“Shut up!” you hissed, trying to keep your voice low. You glanced around the stage, making sure no one was listening. Brain and Wonpil were together in the pit, and you could see Sungjin and Dowoon across the stage, adjusting lighting. Everyone was immersed in their own work, but if there was anything Jae was good at, it was grabbing attention.

“How was it?” he whispered. “Where’d you eat? Did you go out? Did you meet the rest of Bangtan? And why didn’t you text me when you got back? For all I knew, you could have been murdered.”

“The only person who’s going to get murdered is you, if you don’t quit talking about this at work.”

Jae sighed loudly. “No one’s even paying attention.”

You let out your own sigh, abandoning your work to give him an annoyed look. “I met the rest of the boys.” Jae interrupted with a gasp, but you held up your hand to silence him. “We went sightseeing and then came back to the hotel. That was it.”

Of course, you were leaving out everything that mattered—Bangtan staying the night, the way just a single look from one of them made butterflies erupt in your stomach. How watching them flex and goof around on the beach had left you ridiculously hot and bothered in a way that had nothing to do with the summer heat.

The mental image of Jimin emerging from the ocean, soaking wet with his clothes sticking to every surface of his body, was gloriously and permanently imprinted in your brain.

“What were they like?”

“Human,” you replied. Jae shot you a look. “I’m serious! They were very normal. Nice, very courteous. They paid for my food.”

Jae nodded, as if paying for your food was an incredible mark of character. “They were a lot of fun. They’re just as close as they seem on camera.” It had been a huge relief, seeing how friendly they were with one another. Friendship like that couldn’t be faked. “We went to the beach afterward.”

“That’s so exiting, oh, my God,” Jae breathed.

“Don’t tell anyone else about it,” you threatened, wagging your finger at him. “I want to respect their privacy. I mean it, Jae. You can’t even tell Wonpil.”

He pushed out his bottom lip in a pout, but then realized how serious you were. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t do that.”

You almost sagged in relief. The last thing you wanted was for it to get around the staff that you’d gone out with Bangtan. You weren’t exactly sure what they would say, but you knew at least half of it would be less than savory.

“So how was it?” Jae finally asked. “Was it everything you thought it would be?”

“It was better,” you admitted, voice low. “It was the best time I’ve had since the start of the tour.” You looked down, bringing your hand up to palm at the camera stand absent-mindedly. You went back to work. “It’s never gonna happen again.”

Jae made a confused noise in the back of his throat as you finally got to the root of your bad mood. “What do you mean?”

You looked up and saw his furrowed brow, creased with concern. “I’m just a set-up crewmember, Jae. I’m sure they’re not actually interested in hanging out with me. They just wanted to show a random staff member a good time and I just happened to be the prettiest.”

Even that was debatable—you may have been the only girl in the set-up crew, but Brain and Wonpil could be radiant if they took the time to put on make-up.

Jae scoffed and hit you on the shoulder. “That’s not true.” You shot him a look and he gulped. “The hanging out part, not the prettiest part! They wouldn’t have taken you out if they weren’t interested in you.”

You snorted. “Interested how? Romantically? I went out with all seven of them, and no one showed interest. They probably just wanted to take me out as a charity case, once they found out I wanted to go sightseeing.”

That was the only way you could rationalize what had happened yesterday in your mind. After they’d left in the morning, they’d given you no way to contact them. They probably didn’t even know your last name. Cold reality had set in, and you realized that they had probably seen you as an underprivileged staff member. It had been random, even spur of the moment—once they’d heard you wanted to explore the city, they decided to show you a good time.

It was almost flattering. A lot of other celebrities wouldn’t have taken the time to hang out with an unimportant staff member, but Bangtan was generous. That didn’t stop the pang of insecurity in your chest, a feeling that bordered on rejection. You had such a good time hanging out with them, and they had only done it out of moral obligation. Yesterday probably hadn’t mean half as much to them as it had to you.

“But it’s fine,” you continued, before Jae could reply. “I still had a great time. I just don’t expect it to happen again.”

You tried to keep dejection out of your voice, but Jae heard it anyway. He cooed, wrapping you in a hug and letting you rest your forehead against his collarbone. “It’s okay, (Y/N). You still had a one in a million experience.”

“They were so nice,” you muttered, almost incoherently. “They smelled good.”

“I’m sure they did,” Jae snorted, amused.

“Namjoon found like, six crabs on the beach. He named them all. How sweet is that?”

Jae nodded and let you mumble to yourself. “It’s very sweet.”

“I can’t believe I got to hang out with them.”

“Neither can I,” Jae admitted, and you pulled away to smack him on the shoulder. “Ow!”

“No more pity party,” you declared. “Get back to work. We still have half the tour to suffer through.”

He groaned at the reminder, but then shot you a mischievous look. “Hey, now that you and Bangtan are BFF’s, do you think you could bribe them to—?” Whatever he was about to say withered underneath your harsh glare. “Never mind.”

Jae finally left, leaving you in peace. You sighed in relief with only minor guilt. You appreciated Jae and how supportive he could be, but for right now, you just wanted some quality alone-time.

You tried to focus on your work, but it was hard. The closer the concert loomed, the more your concentration veered. You remembered everything—the subtle way Jimin touched you, Hoseok’s bright smile, Yoongi’s soft glances, Jeongguk and Taehyung’s lighthearted bickering, Seokjin’s contagious laughter, Namjoon’s comforting voice.

See you tonight, baby.

It hadn’t been until after they left that you realized you wouldn’t even be able to see them after the concert, considering the set-up crew left early.

You almost felt guilty, but Namjoon’s parting comment was probably just him being courteous. In a way it would be easier, leaving early—although it was disappointing that you wouldn’t be able to see them, it was a relief to know you wouldn’t have to worry about the awkward moment when they started pulling away from you. If you held on, gripped them too tightly in your grasp, it would do nothing but prompt them to struggle until they were free. They were probably worried you’d be waiting on the edge of the stage for them, ready to pounce the second the concert ended.

No, you wouldn’t do that. You weren’t a desperate and inconsiderate fan. You had your fun with them, and now it was over; it would be better to appreciate it for what it was, instead of mourning what you thought it could have been.

Once everything was set up and the crowd started to pour in, you cooled down in the bathroom and went back to your hotel room. You packed your bag early and went back inside the venue. Spotting Sungjin with the rest of the crew loitering by the stage, you wiped the sweat from your brow and walked over. “I think I’m gonna go ahead and get in the van.”

Brian gave you a strange look. “Are you okay? Usually you’re the last person on.”

“I’m just really tired. I’ll see you soon,” you replied, trying to shrug casually. Jae gave you a concerned look but didn’t say anything as you left, sensing you still needed your own space.

You ambled onto the van and got comfortable, glad to see it was still empty. You knew you would only have a moment to yourself before people started loading their stuff, so you rested your head back and sighed, enjoying the silence for as long as you could. You were already looking forward to sleeping during the upcoming drive, while Bangtan and their concert fell further and further into the distance.

~~~

“Hand me that wire?”

You paused your work, handing Sungjin the wire he was gesturing for. He thanked you and kept working, already used to your silence. Unluckily for you, your bad mood was carrying further than you ever thought possible.

It’d been a week since you’d seen Bangtan.

Not that you were surprised, but it still stung. After their concert on Friday, Bangtan had ended up lingering in the previous city. There was a week between their last concert and their next, and with you and the rest of the set-up crew already in the next city, there wasn’t any contact to be made. Even the break-down crew had travelled ahead, to enjoy their small break with the rest of the crew.

You wanted to be unbothered. You wanted to not care, but for some reason you couldn’t get over Bangtan and the time you’d spent together. It awed you that you were able to get attached so quickly. Maybe it was because the only constant you had in your life was your meager bag of clothes and necessities, while everything else was a fleeting factor set to change. Hanging out with Bangtan hadn’t feel fleeting—it had felt permanent, which was probably why the sudden absence of them weighed heavy on your chest.

But now Bangtan had arrived—their next concert was tomorrow, and they needed to be ready. The stage was already set, and you and the set-up crew were smoothing over the finalities of the set-up. You were piddling with the sound system when the door to the arena burst open, startling everyone out of their work. Wonpil let out a shrill shriek in surprise.

“(Y/N)!” someone called, and you turned to see Hoseok striding toward you. Namjoon was right behind him with his phone in hand, as if the two of them had been looking for you.

Next to you, Wonpil gasped. Sungjin muttered a shocked curse.

“Hey,” you said, trying very, very hard to be casual, and failing very, very miserably at it. You abandoned the speaker you’d been fiddling with and turned toward them.

Seeing them in front of you again was just as jarring as the first time. In the short stretch that had passed after meeting them, you’d managed to convince yourself that your brief encounter was a dream. And if not a dream, then a moment happening in passing, never to happen again.

“Where were you after the concert Friday?” Hoseok asked. Whenever he and Namjoon reached you, Hoseok curled his hand around your arm, caressing the sensitive skin of your inner wrist with his thumb. He did it without a second thought, like the motion came naturally to him. “We were looking for you.”

A thrill shot up your spine. Unlike Taehyung last week, they didn’t waste time trying to remain inconspicuous. The entire set-up crew was staring. You tried to ignore them and focused on the two men in front of you.

“We leave early,” you replied, gesturing to your crew behind you. “To prepare the next venue. We stay until about mid-way through the concert before we head out.”

“Really?” Namjoon asked.

“Yeah,” you replied, apologetically. You were about to apologize in full until the door to the hallway burst open again, revealing the rest of Bangtan. They glanced around frantically until they caught sight of you and immediately relaxed. Sungjin muttered another curse, and Wonpil double-tapped your shoulder. He might have said something, but you were too distracted to hear it.

Jimin greeted you first, bypassing Hoseok and catching you in a brief hug. You had enough forethought to return it, but your mind blanked when he whispered, lips dangerously close to your ear, “We missed you.”

He backed away. Jeongguk and Taehyung swooped in, each wrapping themselves around you, your body trapped between them. The oldest four kept their distance, eyeing the rest of the set-up crew. Seokjin was standing slightly behind you with Yoongi next to him, and it felt like a barrier. Just like when you’d gone sightseeing together, Bangtan seemed to form a natural circle around you, tight-knit and heartening. The rest of the crew was still staring at you like you’d grown a second head.

“We didn’t realize that you and your crew left early,” Namjoon continued. “I’m sorry, we were just worried.”

“I’m the one who should be apologizing,” you replied, embarrassingly breathless. “I should have told you beforehand.”

“When do you get off?” Seokjin asked.

“We can hang out later today, if you want,” Yoongi said.

“I feel like we haven’t seen you in forever,” Jeongguk pouted. He was still standing too close, although he and Taehyung had already released you.

You huffed in amusement, “It’s been a week.”

“A week too long,” Taehyung declared.

Sungjin cleared his throat. You whipped around, embarrassed, because you’d forgotten he was there. You couldn’t help yourself, being completely enamored by the seven men surrounding you. They were completely enamoring. When Sungjin saw he had your attention, he said, “Why don’t you take your lunch? I can finish up here.”

“Thank you,” you exhaled, almost ready to kiss his feet. Wonpil looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept silent. “I’ll text you when I’m on my way back.”

You handed him your headset and bowed quickly, saying goodbye. You waved vaguely to your fellow crew, who were still watching you with avid interest. Bangtan followed you, also bidding goodbye to the crew.

Once you were outside, the seven of them formed a semi-circle around you as you walked. Namjoon was on one side and Yoongi on the other, the rest of them falling behind as Namjoon said, “I wish you didn’t have to leave early. We really wanted to see you.”

“Think of it this way,” you told them. “Wherever the seven of you go, you’ll know I’ll already be there waiting for you.”

Your face flushed at your own declaration. It sounded more intimate out loud. You hadn’t meant you’d be waiting for them, just—well, except you did. That seemed to be your life, now that Bangtan had wormed their way into it. You thought about them obsessively. You thrashed restlessly in your sleep, dreaming vaguely in the shape of them, the dusky dawn stealing your memories and leaving you disoriented in the morning.

It had been a week, and already they’d ensnarled you.

Someone snagged you around the waist, pressing their chest against your back. You could tell by the height that it was Jimin—his chin fit perfectly in the dip of your shoulder.

“I like the sound of that,” he murmured, mouth pressed against your skin. His sudden hug made you skid to a halt, and Bangtan surrounded you, lips curling fondly at the interaction. Heat flooded your face, but you didn’t pull away. Usually public skinship made you squirm, but skinship in front of Bangtan didn’t make you feel uncomfortable; it just felt natural.

“It’s nice to see you guys again,” you admitted, voice low. Seeing them in person brought that day rushing back, from the beach to the hotel room and everything in-between. You’d convinced yourself that it had meant nothing to them, but if that were true, then why were they here?

Jeongguk beamed, taking one of your hands. “We missed you, too.”

“Come back to our bus and we’ll eat lunch,” Namjoon said. “Does that sound okay?”

You nodded, and the eight of you made small talk on the walk back. You were relieved to notice that the conversation seemed to pick up right were it left off, with no awkward pause in-between.

Bangtan had ample leftovers that they heated up. Seokjin insisted on making your plate, and the eight of you were scattered across the living area, sitting on countertops, the floor, the couch. You ate, but in the midst of the conversation you went quiet, still questioning yourself. Namjoon noticed immediately.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “You look uncomfortable.”

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you denied, toying with the food on your plate. It wasn’t a lie—Bangtan didn’t make you uncomfortable, but that didn’t stop you from shifting back and forth nervously on your feet. You just weren’t used to them, and you didn’t understand their intentions. You shoveled more food into your mouth, already feeling yourself getting full.

“You didn’t look happy to see us,” Hoseok observed, as if he’d been waiting for Namjoon to bring it up. “And you stopped talking to us after we hung out.”

“We were nervous you didn’t like us,” Yoongi continued, scratching nervously behind his ear.

“No!” you cried. You couldn’t believe that they were somehow under the impression that you didn’t like them—if you were being honest, you liked them too much. You were almost addicted to the way they made you feel. “I was just really, really surprised. I didn’t expect to see you.”

Jimin crinkled his nose. “Why? We wanted to see you after the concert, but you weren’t there.”

You toed anxiously at the floor, embarrassment coloring your face. You weren’t sure why, but you were compelled to be honest with them. You set your plate on the kitchen counter and pushed it to the side. “I didn’t think the seven of you would be all that interested in seeing me again.”

“Why?” Jeongguk asked, almost hurt.

“I’m boring,” you admitted. “I’m just a staff member. I don’t have much to offer—,”

“We think you’re fantastic,” Namjoon interrupted.

“We’d hang out with you every day, if we could,” Taehyung said.

“We wouldn’t hang out with you unless we wanted to,” Yoongi pointed out.

“Really?” you breathed, still unsure. They had no reason to lie, but you couldn’t understand why they were so interested in you. You were nothing special, nothing distinct or extraordinary. Surely they could get anything they wanted from you out of somebody else.

The eight of you sat in silence until Jimin blurted out, “Do you wanna move to mid-crew?” Bangtan threw him a scathing look. Obviously, he wasn’t supposed to say that part.

“Mid-crew?” you asked, surprised. Mid-crew were the people who handled set-up emergencies during the concert. It was a highly coveted position because it paid the best and allowed the most celebrity exposure, which also meant it was very, very hard to get.

“We talked to the mid-crew manager,” Namjoon explained, turning his attention back to you. “She said they were short on people and we mentioned your name. It’s a lot easier to move a current crewmember to a new position than interview and background check a new employee.”

“We already know you’re good at your job,” Seokjin said. “Your manager bragged when we asked about you.”

They’d talked to your manager? You pulled your bottom lip through your teeth. “I don’t know. It’s very sudden.”

“You don’t have to take it if you don’t want it,” Hoseok said. “But it’d be nice to see you more often.”

Taking the job would be your best option. It paid better, it was work similar to what you already did. You wouldn’t get to see Jae and the rest of the set-up crew as often, but you’d still see them during every break and before every concert.

If you took the job, you’d get to stay and watch every concert. No more leaving early wishing you could stay. No more sitting in the van staring longingly out of the back window.

And it paid better.

“Let me talk to my manager first,” you told them. “If it’s convenient, then yeah, I’d love to switch to mid-crew.”

They seemed greatly pleased by your decision. The eight of you finished eating, and Namjoon gathered the dirty dishes to put them in the sink for another unlucky member to clean later. Seokjin glanced at his phone and frowned.

“We don’t have long,” he said, sadly. “Want to watch a movie?”

You glanced nervously at your own phone. “I should really get back to work.”

“Please?” Jeongguk asked, staring at you pitifully. You couldn’t imagine how Bangtan stopped Jeongguk from getting away with everything with a look like that. He’d get off scotch-free for murder if he turned that wide-eyed gaze on the judge.

“Fine,” you relented. “I just don’t want to interrupt your schedule.”

“You won’t!” Jimin chirped, happily. “Sit next to me.”

He dragged you to the couch and sat down on the far end of it, pulling you next to him. He immediately cuddled against your side, barely noticing the way you stiffened. It wasn’t that you were uncomfortable—but you were just one woman, you only had so much self-control. Cuddling on the couch with Jimin was awakening something within you that you’d rather keep buried until you were in the privacy of your bed or shower.

If you were being honest, you liked it. You liked the way they made you feel. But all seven were making you feel that way—if even just one of them wanted you in return, how could you choose between them?

“I’m sorry,” Jimin apologized, sheepishly. He pulled away slightly. “We’re just so used to being close with each other—,”

“It’s okay,” you were quick to interrupt, face flushing. “I don’t mind. I like it.”

Was it your imagination, or did Jimin’s smile turn into a smirk? “Really?”

You nodded your head and tried to shrug casually. “I mean, yeah. It’s nice.”

He sunk further into the couch. Jimin was pressed against you from shoulder to knee, and he brought his arm up and around the ledge of the couch, making you sink further toward his chest. “That’s good, baby.”

That damn pet name again. You pulled your bottom lip through your teeth, unconsciously leaning forward. Jimin’s mouth just looked so soft, and you wanted him to replace your teeth with his own as you bit almost painfully at the abused flesh.

Taehyung clapped so suddenly it startled you out of your trance, jerking in Jimin’s hold. You didn’t see it, but Jimin shot Taehyung a quick glare as the other man sat down at your other side. Jeongguk squeezed in next to him, and the four of you sat close on the couch while hyung line sat on the floor in front of you.

Seokjin leaned back against the couch, wedging your thighs open to fit his shoulders between them. A bolt of heat shot down your spine and you tried to ignore it, but all you could focus on was the heat of Jin’s body and the way your thighs were pressed obscenely tight against Taehyung and Jimin’s. Taehyung’s hand came down hot on your knee, and you felt Jeongguk’s fingers brush the back of your neck as he draped his arm over Taehyung’s shoulders, overlapping with Jimin’s.

“What do you want to watch?” Yoongi asked, and it took you a second to realize he was speaking to you.

“Um,” you said, breathless. “Anything’s fine, really.”

Yoongi and Namjoon argued good-naturedly over what movie to watch until they put on a nameless comedy that you could barely focus on. You were hyperaware of Bangtan’s every shift, how their every move seemed to be them pressing closer to you.

The eight of you watched Netflix until Bangtan’s manager knocked on their door to remind them they had a sound check in thirty minutes. Bangtan stood up and watched you leave reluctantly, already texting Sungjin to tell him you were on your way back. They each hugged you goodbye, holding you tighter and tighter until Jeongguk was practically trapping you against his chest.

“I’ll talk to my manager tonight,” you assured them. “I won’t be able to stay after tonight’s concert, but maybe I can make the switch afterward.”

“What’s your phone number?” Hoseok asked, taking out his phone. “Just so we can stay in touch.”

You gave it to them, giggling as they all texted you, so you had their number in return. You were tempted to linger even longer until Bangtan’s manager knocked again, and you nodded sadly before finally leaving.

~~~

“How could she think we didn’t like her?” Jimin exclaimed after you left, throwing himself down on his bunk. He snuggled sulkily into his pillow.

“We came on too strong,” Namjoon said, getting a glass of water from the kitchen. “She thought it was too good to be true.”

Jeongguk snorted. “Don’t be arrogant. Maybe we should shower her in more affection? Just to get the point across.”

“Should we buy her something? Clothes? Jewelry?” Taehyung contemplated. “Oh, I know—a car.”

“We don’t even know if she can drive,” Yoongi said, falling heavily onto the couch. “She didn’t even want us to pay for dinner, and you want to buy her a car?”

The seven of them sat in sulky silence, each contemplating what they could do to show you their affection was genuine.

“I thought this would be easier,” Hoseok admitted, toying with the end of his shirt. “We know she’s attracted to us. We know she’s interested. But she’s holding herself back.”

“It’s probably very overwhelming,” Namjoon said. “There’s seven of us and one of her. She can’t be expected to just magically fall for all of us. That’s just not how normal people do it.”

“But she’s not normal, she’s ours,” Jeongguk groaned.

Yoongi said, “Maybe we should make our intentions known early. Let her know we all want to be with her. Then she won’t be as confused.”

Jimin scoffed. “She’d run for the door. How would you feel if you found out you’re fated to love seven people? She probably doesn’t even know what a soulmate is.”

Soulmates were a very rare thing in the world, and usually happened between two or three people. Never eight. Most people didn’t even believe soulmates existed, but because the connection was usually passed down by generations, each of Bangtan’s parents were soulmates. They’d had a grasp of the concept young and had been told from an early age that they’d have a soulmate of their own one day.

Sometimes soulmates weren’t sexual, but like a complete meeting of minds. That was how it manifested with Bangtan—they were so close, they were practically telepathic. Despite this, they’d always felt like something was missing. They didn’t know what until they’d met you, and realized you were the missing piece to their puzzle.

The connection they felt with you was different than the connection that had with each other. They wanted to be with each other, but they wanted to be with you. Which was why they were so desperate to grab your attention.

The eight of you were meant to be together.

Perhaps your parents weren’t soulmates? Most people who came from families without soulmates didn’t even know soulmates were possible. Is that why you were so nervous to fall for them?

“We need to be delicate,” Seokjin said. “Be her friend first and confess once she realizes she can trust us.” He grimaced. “However long that might take.”

The following silence was heavy. Taehyung sighed and climbed into his own bunk, mirroring Jimin’s position.

“I suggest sex,” Hoseok said, and someone threw their shoe at him. “Ow! What? As if the rest of you weren’t thinking it. Jimin almost creamed himself touching her thigh in the van.”

“Shut up,” Jimin snapped, glaring at him. “You got a boner just sleeping in the same room as her. She wasn’t even in your bed.”

Hoseok’s face colored. “Whatever. It was just a suggestion.”

“We’re not having sex with (Y/N),” Namjoon said, and God help him, his dick was hard just saying your name and sex in the same sentence.

“Hyung,” Jeongguk whined.

“Namjoon’s right,” Seokjin said. “We have to ease her into it. We can’t just stick her in the middle of an orgy.”

“She’d like it,” Jeongguk replied, and his tongue ran over his bottom lip. “We’d make her like it.”

“Bad thoughts!” Seokjin cried. “I’m going to get a spray bottle if you don’t stop thinking like that.”

“Like what?” Yoongi asked. “She’s our soulmate. She was made to fit under, over, and between the seven of us, at the same time, in a variety of positions—,”

“Hyung,” Namjoon hissed, mind steadily filling with the image of you spread out for them, writhing in pleasure.

“Moaning,” Taehyung added, shifting restlessly in his bed. “She’d sound so hot.”

“Cut it out,” Jimin whined. “Now I’m hard.”

“You’re all degenerates,” Seokjin said. “We shouldn’t be thinking about her like that.”

“Don’t be a hypocrite,” Jeongguk replied. “You’ve thought about her, too.”

“Her pretty little face slack with pleasure,” Yoongi continued, staring off into the distance, see it, seeing you, what you would look like underneath him. “Begging.”

“Do you think she’d moan, or gasp?” Hoseok asked.

Namjoon scoffed. “We’d make her scream, obviously.”

Taehyung let out a tortured groan, rolling out of his bunk. There was a visible and angry bulge in his sweatpants, and he gestured to it. “I can’t go to sound check like this. I call the shower.”

“No fair!” Jimin cried, hitting him with a pillow. “You always get the shower. Just masturbate in your bunk like the rest of us.”

“Don’t blame me, blame him,” Taehyung replied, pointing his finger at Yoongi. “He did this.”

Yoongi shrugged remorselessly, an almost unnoticeable flush working up his pale neck. “I was just thinking out loud.”

“I don’t care who does what where,” Namjoon hissed, annoyed by his own predicament. “As long as everyone’s problem is solved by sound check.”

Namjoon’s statement was interrupted by Jeongguk slamming the door to the back room of the travel bus, the only room other than the bathroom that had a door. Taehyung immediately rushed to the bathroom. Namjoon would have laughed if he wasn’t too busy eyeing the rest of the group, each member willing to argue over where each of them got enough privacy to touch themselves.

“I’m already in my bunk,” Jimin said, fighting the urge to palm himself through his jeans while everyone was still around.

Seokjin let out a pained sigh. “There’s a locker room in the venue I could use.”

“Driver’s seat!” Hoseok cried, exiting the bus to access the passenger seat from the outside. Like an attached trailer, the tour bus was sectioned-off from the front seat where the driver sat.

Seokjin left, and Yoongi and Namjoon stared each other down.

“You did this,” Namjoon accused, narrowing his eyes.

“I’m your hyung,” Yoongi pointed out.

Namjoon groaned. “Please don’t make me masturbate in the van again.”

Yoongi shrugged from his position on the couch. “I’m already sitting down.”

“You’re the worst,” Namjoon said. “The complete worst.”

Yoongi gave him an unimpressed look. “Lock the door behind you.”

Namjoon did so and trudged to the van. All seven of them were sweaty but slightly more satisfied when they regrouped by the stage fifteen minutes later.

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university!au: day6 jae

following my uni!au with young k (idk how to link my own post asbajdnskmd im Dumb) so here another one with jae lol i think im gonna make one for each one of them buttttttt no promise bc my brain works in a very mysterious way LOL

anyway leggo

warning: this is lame lmaooooo

name: park jaehyung / jae

major: politic science

other activities: guitarist (and sometimes vocalist) of university band, member of music club, founder and leader of LOL SQUAD

everyone knows that tall skinny guitarist of the band i mean he’s hard to ignore tbh

he always wears loose T-shirt, ripped jeans, a cap that he puts backward, and round big specs to campus

professors hate his ripped jeans but can’t really say anything because oh well style doesn’t define someone’s grades and boy, does this kid actually get some braincells in him

well i mean at least he never fails his classes

he has this giant LOLSQUAD badge on his backpack because he’s proud af of his title as the club founder and leader

he actually started that club so he could to brag about his gaming skill to everyone who wanted to listen but he ends up getting his ass handed to him every single time they play together smh

if he’s not in class or hanging out with his game buddies, he can be seen following that Popular Student™ kang younghyun or as jae prefers to call him, “brian” or “brIBRI” because they both joined music club and are in the band

yes yes he’s well known and easy to spot

but…

“jae? park jaehyung?? who???”

everyone refers to him as “that foreigner student”, “the American guy” or “the gamer guy”, or my favorite: “chicken little”

i will never let that joke die im sorry but seriously he looks like chicken when he plays his guitar on the stage don’t @ me

there are only like 5 students in the whole university who know his actual name

anyways in this scenario you’ve always been interested in playing guitar but haven’t gotten a chance to learn and your friend kim wonpil invites you to join music club so you’ll have friends to practice with

“you know our jaehyungie, right? he’s really chill, you’ll get along well with him!!”

deep inside you’re like

who the heck is jaehyung

but wonpil is so excited to have you there so the next week you come to the club meeting

you introduce yourself to everyone and finally you meet him

“ohmygod the chicken little!!”

“whO THE HECK ARE YOU CALLING THAT”

“sorry- i mean the chicken guitarist- wait no-”

he glares at you, you laugh instead

scaring the new member challenge: failed

but yeah you’d seen him performing before and honestly you almost decided to become his fan

a l m o s t

at first he (jokingly) refuses to teach you guitar because you called him chicken little

and since then you keep calling him that just to mess with him

“hi chicken little”

“what’s poppin chicken little”

“why do you look so flustered, chicken little? do i make you nervous??”

he turns red chicken little is now an angry bird “gO AWAY NEWBIE YOU’RE SO ANNOYING”

jae’s a foreigner but he speaks fluent korean

he tells you that even though he was born and grew up in america he always speaks the language with his parents

but of course since he lives abroad there are lots of words or slang he doesn’t know, so you gotta be an ass and slip some difficult words when you speak to him

he gets his revenge by replying to you in english

whenever you two are having an argument (usually over stupid things) everyone in the club suddenly gets headache

wtf they’re not even making any sense

besides music, jae is the most excited when talking about LOL or social topics because well his major

honestly idk much about politic science so cmiimw

one time someone asks for his opinion about social welfare and he ends up starting a sudden debate session with the said person about social welfare programs in south korea and america and the difference between both countries

you mention human rights and he sNAPS

i mean he gives a full 15 mins speech about it

“yknow what im sayin?”

“dude… i honestly don’t get it at all”

because he be speaking in full english like wat

he’s just so passionate about everything it’s almost adorable

a l m o s t

and it’s not only his passion but also his small eyes, his laugh, his voice, or the way he occasionally lifts his head to look at you while playing guitar and you smile and he smiles because you smile first shnshsbshs soft

even the corners of his lips are so cute wow

oh fuck im emo i love him

but you adore him just as a good friend

he’s always been bubbly and friendly with everyone, not just you, so yeah it’s really easy to fall for him but you assure yourself that you’re nOT

are we having “in denial” shit again omg im so uncreative

anyway fast forward it’s ur birthday!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYY

you decide to throw a small party at your place and invite 5 or 6 of your closest friends but damn on the d-day it rains so hard

if ur bday falls on winter then change it to snowing hard, if it’s spring then maybe there’s strong wind or something, whatever suits you fam lol

so no one comes to your party lol you are Sad

BUT THEN!!!! JAE SHOWS UP!!!!!

PARK JAEHYUNG

OUT OF ALL PEOPLE

no you didn’t invite him because idk

are we really that close??? ehhhh he probably won’t come anyway haha why bother

BUT!!!! HE SHOWS UP!!! IN FRONT OF YOUR DOOR!!!

he’s carrying an umbrella but it didn’t really help apparently because he’s soaking wet

imagine that view i mean nvm

“i happened to be near here and i remember it’s your birthday today so i think i’m gonna drop by to say hi and suddenly it’s raining too hard on the way but anyway happy birthday can you let me in first i’m cold”

ofc you let jae in i mean we can’t let the chicken catch the flu amirite

but you warn him that he’ll have to leave before 11 or your RA will kick you both out the dorm lol

after a towel, two cups of hot tea, and one shared piece of chocolate cake, you told him you were supposed to have a small party tonight but no one could make it because of the rain and he’s like “hOW DARE YOU HAVING A PARTY BUT NOT INVITING ME I THOUGHT WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL” and you’re just like “lol shut up chicken here eat more cake”

anyways you two spend time joking and talking about random stuff and it’s probably not the best birthday ever but at least you don’t have to spend it alone and to be honest you’re happy that he’s here

then jae pulls out his ultimate weapon

i mean his guitar

he was soaking wet but the guitar is clean and dry and all fine like hoW EVEN

“priorities” -park jaehyung

he said he gonna play a song of your choice because he came empty handed and he feels bad about it

you blush and pick whatever song comes to your mind because you can’t really think of any, and he starts strumming his guitar and sings

and while he keeps looking at you, you find yourself too can’t take your eyes off him

the song ends and you’re about to clap your hands when he suddenly starts another one

wait you’ve never heard this song before

it’s a slow song and the lyrics are all like, the sky turns dark on the birthday of the brightest star so that it’ll be the only light in his world, how he feels regretful that he has nothing to give but his small heart, and he hopes that this lovely person will hold his hand as they listen to this song together, that this lovely person will feel warm beside him

guys just imagine the song okay i can’t Romance

it’s dead silent until you whisper, “is that… a song for me?”

jae’s face turns red and he starts panicking™ like “i made up the lyrics just now okay i know it’s fricking sappy and cheesy as hell okay i just uhhh want to cheer you up!!!! because you seem kinda down!!!!! let’s not talk about this again uGh WhatEvER leT Me LIvE!!!!!”

but you chuckle and thank him, it was the best present you can get from anyone

you two stare at each other for a second that feels like years and he finally breaks the silence, “you know,,, maybe i came here on purpose,,, maybe actually i want to see you,,,”

“and why is it?”

“because i think,,, i miss you,,, kinda”

and you don’t say this out loud but maybe you do know that

even if you say you’ll never

in fact you’ve already fallen for him a bit

or perhaps a lot

like a lot

then he leans in to kiss your lips and you kiss back and it’s almost not awkward at all, it just feels right as if you’ve kissed him million times before

a l m o s t

you two still blush real hard after

but yeah that’s how you two start dating

none of you two tell anyone about it but it’s pretty obvious, i mean jae always picks you up at your dorm, he walks with you to your class or vice versa (if your classes don’t overlap tho), you two keep stealing glances at each others, also—

jae with you: “hey,,,, come here sit with me u3u,,,,, did you have lunch??? oh i wrote a song last night check this out,,,, what are you gonna do this saturday? oml you’re so cute”

jae with everyone else: “HAHAHAHA FUCKING FUCK SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING PRICK ALSO BRIAN FUCKING KANG IF YOU STEAL MY FUCKING FRIES AGAIN I WILL LITERALLY SNAP YOUR FUCKING NECK”

welp actually he’s not always sweet with you, sometimes you two still argue about silly things using mixed languages but now everyone in the club knows better to just run away once it begins

because it’ll end up with you two fighting or you two kissing

yes im nasty and a disappointment bye

btw wonpil is excited af it’s almost like he’s dating you both

“it’s really nice seeing you two finally together!!!!!!! especially because jaehyung really couldn’t shut up about you ever since the first day you joined our music club”

“wait wha-”

“YOU SNAKE THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET FUCK OFF”

I’m so in love with park jaehyung y'all hsnshsbsh aNYWAYS!!! 100 blocks limit has lifted from tumblr app AYEEEEE

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Day6 Moodboard Stories - Day 8: Beach

《 Wonpil - Sandcastle 》 "Sandcastles in the sand~" "Babe - are you really singing a Robin Sparkles song?" You looked up as Wonpil stared at you, eyes wide and cheeks turning red while his eyes were shifting towards the people lying closest to the two in the sand. He was embarrassed. And it was damn cute. You chuckled slightly, your inner demon suddenly awakened by his innocent embarrassment. "Sure as hell am. Why?" You looked around, very well aware that people were staring at you. A few of them even whispering to each other while pointing towards you. "Are you embarrassed?" There was an awkward pause before Wonpil smiled. It looked a little forced and absolutely hilarious. "Not at all." "You hesitated." Wonpil looked around again, his cheeks turning from red to crimson. "Maybe a little." "I knew you would be." You shrugged. "That's why I am doing it." Wonpil looked completely baffled by your words before he glared at you. "You little..." You leaned forward putting your hand on his mouth, forcing him to shut up. "Loosen up, would you?" Wonpil shook his head, breaking free of your grip. "But..." "Who cares what people think?" You pointed at all the people staring at the two of you. "They're gonna judge you anyway. No matter what you do." You'd learned the hard way. Only Wonpil had been the one to stay by your side while the rest of the town just ignored you once your former best friend had spilled the beans on your mental state. Like depression was contagious or something. Only Wonpil had never cared. He had stayed with you through it all. So it was time to repay his kindness by teaching him something you yourself had to learn the hard way. You smiled brightly at him before your hands dug into the sand. "So you better have fun while they talk trash about you if they're gonna do it anyway." You could feel Wonpil looking at you for quite a while as you started singing again, your hands digging deep into the warm sand as you started building a sandcastle. Maybe he'd be like all the others. Maybe you'd pushed him too far. You knew he was shy and concerned about shit like peoples opinions. Maybe he'd... Wonpil's hand suddenly appeared right next to yours, digging into the sand as he started to whistle. It was hardly hearable. Even for you who was sitting right next to him. But you could hear. And you understood. You two had started to build something up together. It was unstable, just beginning to develop. But it seems like Wonpil, just like you, was willing to protect it from the waves that were constantly coming in. And that fact alone made you grin like an utter idiot as you started singing that ridiculous song even louder. 

《 Young K - Surfing 》

What a show off! You scoffed as you watched Brian, or Young K as he started calling himself ever since high school, riding a wave high enough for a damn whale to hide in. His blond hair was wet and swept back while his forehead was slightly scrunched up from him concentrating so hard. He held himself well on the board, his posture perfect as he conquered that blueish monster created in the depths of hell. Nobody else was out there anymore. The wind was too strong. The waves too high and dangerous for anybody who was in their right mind. But not for Young K. He was that one reckless exception. The star of your little seaside town and... "Isn't he so damn hot?!" "Well, I would let him ride something else." "Young K is so cool!" ... an absolute playboy. You ignored Young Ks little fan club that was waiting for him, leaning against his black jeep like they owned it. "But isn't it dangerous?" You kept your mouth shut as the girls kept talking about the risk of Young K getting his pretty face scratched up on some sharp coral. They forgot about the risk of him hitting his head or getting dragged under by his board which would both result in him drowning and dying. But why the hell did you even care? Why were you even here, waiting for him to get out of the water and to safety? You had sworn to stay away from him. So how did you end up at the local beach, leaning against your motorbike, watching him being a total jerk? The answer was easy. Because you were in love with him. And you had been ever since grade school. Long before he became this pretentious, cocky bastard that got in trouble like every five seconds. And long before he started dating your little sister, who was completely unaware of the fact that Young K was a lot of things, but faithful wasn't one of them. As Young K got out of the water you finally felt like you could breathe again. He was okay. He was safe. So it was time to leave. And maybe this would be the last time. Maybe you'd be able to finally leave him behind. But as you started your motorbike you knew you'd come again, as soon as the wind picked up, turning the ocean into a death trap Young K just couldn't seem to stay away from. 

《 Sungjin - Shore》 Whoever said that road trips were romantic had absolutely no idea! You had been stuck in a stuffy car for the past 10 hours, only getting out for a few short minutes at petrol stations to fill up the tank and to get a coffee or an energy drink and some snacks. Your muscles were aching, your limbs felt stiff and the smell of Doritos made you feel sick at this point. But as you were sitting at the completely empty beach, watching the waves at half past five in the morning, it was so worth it. "I told you, you'd love it." Sungjin looked at you. The smile on his face almost blindingly bright. "I know you so well." Yeah - he did know you well. Almost scaringly so. There was nothing you could hide from Sungjin. And that was as terrifying as it was romantic. "Yeah... you do." You couldn't get yourself to smile as you felt your stomach sink. You'd never trusted anyone as much as you trusted him. This little adventure was the perfect proof of that. Never would you have said yes if anybody else had suddenly turned up on your doorstep with no plan whatsoever and nothing but two backpacks, one guitar case and a spontaneous idea. But it was different with Sungjin. Even though he kept pushing your boundaries, forcing you to constantly fight your fears and insecurities, you never once felt the urge to leave. Instead, you wanted to stay with him. For as long as he would let you. You were snapped back to reality when you felt his lips suddenly brushing against yours. "I love you." As always his confession came out of the blue, those three important words said in a moment when he really just felt that way. Honest. Pure. Without any second thoughts. "I love you too." You looked at each other for a few seconds before Sungjin turned around to get Atom from it's case. And as he started playing, singing along as the melody went on, you suddenly felt like crying. But for the first time in your life it wasn't caused by some numbing loss or overbearing pain. It was caused by pure happiness. And you didn't know what was more terrifying.

《 Jae - Seaside 》 As Jae watched the waves come and go he could feel the anger dragging him deeper and deeper into that downward spiral that he had been in ever since he heard you say those dreadful words. [I]I am leaving tomorrow and I'm never coming back. Leaving. Just like that. He gritted his teeth before standing up from the bench he sat on. He needed to move or he'd go crazy. So he got on his skateboard and started with a first forceful push of his leg. Leaving. He knew why you wanted to do it. This small hometown of yours had nothing for you to offer but pain. Your thoughts and dreams had always been too big for a place like this which had made you a social outcast early on in your life. Still... as your only friend Jae had thought that you'd stay here for him. That having him around would be enough to make you endure it a little longer. But it seems that he wasn't enough. That the friendship you had built since kindergarten wasn't enough. He kept on pushing, picking up speed at an alarming rate. The wind was howling in his ears and messing up his hair as he rode along the boardwalk. You two had spent hours upon hours here by the sea, sitting on the benches or on the beach while talking or drinking beer. Both not wanting to go home due to completely different reasons. And you just wanted to leave it all behind. Leave him behind. Jae stopped as he passed your favorite ice-cream stall and he stared at the colorful sign for a second. Another place he wouldn't be able to go to once you were gone. The memories would be too painful to bear. Might as well get a last one. Jae picked up his skateboard before walking over to the small stall. Today he didn't have to wait in line. It was windy and cold. He was almost alone at the beach and in this weather, nobody craved ice-cream. Nobody but him. "Hey Jae." "Hey, Steve. My regular, please." Jae took out his wallet and put 5 bucks on the counter before taking the ice-cream cone from Steve's hand. "You've been eating that since you were just a little boy" Steve smiled at him. "Some things really don't change, right?" Jae looked down at his ice-cream. Vanilla with sprinkles. He had never eaten anything else. Not even when his other friends made fun of him for eating something that childish. But he wasn't ready to give up on the sprinkles. It was the taste he was used to. The taste that made him feel safe and at home. The taste that gave him a sense of belonging. Without those sprinkles, the vanilla wouldn't be as special. It would be bland. Even boring. The sprinkles made all the difference. They made his boring and bland world sweet and colorful. They made it special. So he wasn't gonna give up on that. Just as much as he wasn't going to give up on you. He smiled to himself as he got back on his skateboard. Seems like he had some packing up to do.

《 Dowoon - Snorkling 》

Beauty could be found in a lot of things. That's what Dowoon figured out as he was snorkeling along that reef that nature had created with all the radiant colors it had to offer. Bright red was accompanied by an intense green with hints of blue and yellow. Nature had created this. Just like it had created you. When Dowoon had met you, you had been like his reef. Breathtakingly beautiful, radiant and a little too much to comprehend. And being with you, loving you, had been just like that. The world had suddenly turned colorful ever since he had met you. His toned down world suddenly turning into a colorful reef that had almost blinded him with it's brightness. But then the inevitable had happened. Nature's beauty had been destroyed by humankind. It had been a Wednesday morning. You had kissed him goodbye like every other morning when you went to university. If he would have known he would never see you again, he wouldn't have let you go. He would have convinced you to skip that lecture. He would have convinced you to stay cuddled up in bed with him. By his side. Safe and sound. But he hadn't known. Just like everybody else. He had let you go, to a lecture you had hated, just to lose you to some lunatic with a gun. A lunatic who never even knew he had ended your life with one pull of a trigger. Your life and the life of 30 other people. After your funeral Dowoon had been devastated, his life turning into a downward spiral he felt like he'd never be able to escape from. Until he had found your bucket list. You had kept two of them. One for you. And one for the both of you. And now - 2 years after your death - he was swimming in the Pacific ocean, mesmerized by the beauty you'd wanted to share with him. Even though he had lost you, it felt like you were right there beside him, swimming in the water right next to him, smiling while looking at the bright colors that no picture could ever truly capture. You were right here with him. And you'd forever be.

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Jae: Dare (SMUT)

Disclaimer: This is a smut. If you don’t want to read this, don’t. We haven’t had a problem with hate about our smuts yet, and I don’t plan to start now. Please, if you read this and get offended at something, it is your own fault and not ours

So, this is probably my favorite smut that I’ve written. It got really positive feedback from my old blog and I had previous requests to write a part 2, but I never got around to it. If that’s something you guys would like to see, let me know and I’ll write it!

-Admin Lionheart

You felt your eyelids growing heavy with every second. This movie was so boring, but you were tolerating it because it was your best friends’ favorite movie. The friends that you haven’t seen in forever because of their busy schedules, but they finally had a free day and you were determined to spend time with them.

“I’m bored and Y/N looks dead.” You half heard Wonpil say over the sound of the movie.

“Oh thank god someone else said it.” Sungjin commented.

“Yeah… I forgot how lame this movie is.” Dowoon said.

“I hate you guys.” You muttered, loud enough for them all to hear, which they did, a chorus of whines coming shortly after. The only ones not whining were the two idiots in the corner, whispering to eat other. “Whatcha whispering about, idiots?” You asked with a playful tone.

“We were talking about how hot you are.” Young K said with a laugh, earning a nudge and a dirty look from Jae.

“He’s joking. We were talking about how we should play truth or dare.” Jae said with a smirk on his lips. Gosh, those lips. Sometimes, you wanted to know what they would feel like pressed against your own. You waned to feel his lips all around your body, but you would never imagine telling him that, or anyone else for that matter. It was your dirty little secret.

“I’m in!” Wonpil, Sungjin, and Dowoon said in unison, “Y/N? Are you gonna play with us?”

“Sure.” And with that one word, the 5 boys quickly cleared a space on the floor for you all to sit in a circle.

“Ok, who wants to start?” Sungjin asked as soon as everyone got settled onto the floor. The other boys started yelling about how they wanted to and sungjin laughed at his mistake. “Y/N, you can start.” he yelled over the boys.

“Um… am I just picking someone or is someone going to get a bottle?” You asked, causing everyone to look at each other and start looking for a bottle. Once one was found and everyone returned to their seats, you spun the bottle. It seemed to spin forever until it landed back onto yourself.

“Oh wow, Y/N, truth or dare? Um truth. Ok, what do you think about the boys sitting around you? Well, I think they’re all idiots.” You said, causing the boys to either complain or start laughing. With a smile, you reached down and spun the bottle again, this time landing on Young K.

“Dare.” he said without hesitation.

“Oh um… I dare you to do your best aegyo.” You said, trying to think of a dare that wouldn’t get you called lame for.

“That’s dumb.” Young K said as he did the buing buing aegyo. “My turn.” he said, spinning the bottle. You played the game for what felt like hours until the bottle landed on you again.

“Ooooo… Y/N, who would you rather sleep with, Young K or Jae?” Dowoon asked you with a smirk, making your cheeks burn.

“Pass.” You said, looking down at your legs in attempts to hide your blush.

“Oh come on, answer the question, Y/N!” Young K yelled, obviously hoping that you’d pick him.

“She’s not going to pick you. I’m much better in bed.” Jae said, causing your head to snap up and look at him. He was already looking at you and when you made eye contact with him, Jae sent you a subtle wink, causing you to blush even harder.

“Oh my gosh! It is Jae! Look at how she’s blushing!” Wonpil yelled, causing you to get up and walk away in embarrassment. You hoped that nobody would follow you, but the sudden wetness between your thighs told you that you would love it if Jae followed.

Without realizing it, you walked into Jae’s room and closed the door behind you only to hear it open again a few minutes later.

“I had a feeling you’d be in hear.” You heard a voice say and it only made the wetness grow in anticipation.

“Go away.” You whispered weakly.

“I know you don’t want me to do that. Listen, I have to tell you something. I’ve liked you since the day I met you and I would love it if you gave me the opportunity to prove that I was the right answer to that question.” Jae said, coming closer to you. Knowing that you couldn’t resit the feeling you were having, you nodded you head and sat further up on the bed.

Jae sauntered over to you with a seductive smirk on his face, placing himself over you and gently pressing his lips to your forehead and kissing his way down to your lips. They felt just like you had imagined them and you needed more; tangling your hands into his hair, you pressed his face closer to you, causing his tongue to slid across your lips, begging for permission that you quickly granted.

As your tongues wrestled for dominance, Jae ran his hands down your body, pausing shortly to squeeze your breast firmly before continuing his way down. When his hands reached your legs, he slowly separated them and cupped his hand over your heat.

“You’re already so wet for me, Y/N.” Jae said, breaking the kiss and running his tongue down your neck before kissing his way down to your breasts. “This needs to come off.” He said, reaching for your shirt and sliding it over your head before pulling his own off. Your hands immediately reached out to touch him, running up and down his toned torso before he pressed his lips back onto yours.

Both of your hands wandered each other bodies before Jae began to shift his body down lower, kissing down your body until he reached were you wanted him the most. Before making another move, he looked up at you, asking for permission. You eagerly nodded you head, causing him to smirk before sliding off your sweats and underwear simultaneously. The cold air hit your wetness, causing you to gasp and slam your thighs together.

“God you’re so beautiful.” Jae said, before sliding your legs apart, once again and leaning down to flick his tongue across your clit before kissing both of your thighs to tease you.

“Please… don’t tease.” You stuttered between sharp breaths.

“I like watching you squirm for me, but if you insist.” Jae said right before attacking your core with his warm tongue. His mouth was doing all of the things you’ve always wanted it to and your senses were going crazy. His tongue was plunging in and out of you while his nose was pressing against your clit, making you scream his name, not even worried about the other boys in the house.

“I’m close.” You said as you could feel yourself come closer and closer to your climax a he fucked you with his tongue. You’ve never been able to come from just oral before, but something about Jae was so different, so when he pulled away from your heat, you whined at the loss of contact.

“I can’t have you coming just from my tongue, that wouldn’t be any fun.” He said with another smirk before plunging three fingers into you and pumping them in and out, curling them against your g spot and making you scream his name louder than you ever have before. You were a moaning and screaming mess before you felt your walls clench around his fingers and you came all over them. Without hesitation, Jae put his fingers into his mouth one by one, licking off your juices and humming at the taste.

Before giving you too much time to come off your high, he stood up to take the rest of his clothing off before lining his hard member up to your hole.

“Wait… I’m not ready.” You said.

“I would beg to differ.” Jae said, pressing the tip of his length against your core and slowly pressing it into you. The movements were slow and were killing you.

“Just go!” You yelled, becoming impatient. He responded immediately and with one solid movement, he bottomed out, causing you both to moan loudly.

“Oh god, you’re so tight, Y/N. Feels… so good.” He moaned, leaning down to kiss your lips once before slowly rocking his hips. It didn’t take much time before his speed was picking up and he began pounding his member in and out of you at a speed you didn’t even know a person could go.

The whole time he was fucking you, Jae would go from whispering sweet nothings into your ear between moans to kissing you harshly. The room was filled with your moans and you knew the others could hear you, but you didn’t care. All you cared about was that you were finally getting what you’ve dreamed about since meeting Jae and the others.

Jae’s sudden loudness drew you from your thoughts and you know that he was close and you were, too. His thrusts were getting sloppy and you began to clench your walls around him to help him reach his orgasm. Soon enough, you were both screaming each others names as you came.

“oh wow.” Jae sighed as his body fell onto the bed beside you, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer.

“That was amazing.” You said with a slight laugh.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because I’ve literally wanted this to happen since we met. I’ve liked you, too, Jae.” You said, turning to face him. Jae smiled and pressed his lips against your forehead gently.

“I can’t believe he actually got to fuck her!” You heard a voice yell from outside the door.

“Young K, you just made it obvious that we were listening!” Another voice yelled, causing you to blush.

“Well, if they didn’t want anyone to listen, they should have sex in a house full of other people!” Young K yelled back, causing Jae to laugh.

“He’s just mad because you chose me.”

[btsskins]

i wish you would tell me how you really feel. but you’ll never tell me, cause that’s not OUR DEAL.

"i didn't get the grant."

that was all he said to you after he showed up uninvited and unannounced to your house, sitting in his car in the driveway for a half hour before you finally texted him asking what the hell was going on. your heart sank. you knew this meant everything to him. he was nursing a beer that you provided, plucking at the edges of the label with his thumbnail and very consciously avoiding your gaze.

"kook... i'm so sorry." a hand moved to his knee and gave a light squeeze. you expected him to pull away -- he didn't. jungkook was always a boy full of surprises and you didn't see that stopping even as clouds moved overhead, creating a storm in his eyes that seemed to cover the stars.

"i've been playing since i could fucking WALK. i do everything for them! i've been quarterback since i was a freshman in fucking high school and got on varsity in eighth fucking grade... and now they're taking away my fucking grants? you know who got it now? fucking wonpil. WONPIL! that guy couldn't tackle even if his life was on the line. you know how many times he's left me open for a blitz? twenty. and that was just in the last four games. he's the worst -- and..." he noticed that you weren't completely following. key words of the sport were like another language to you, but you got the gist. he softened. your frown deepened. finally, you moved closer to his side until thighs touch, your hand moving up to his shoulder to massage the anger out of his skin. he was full of it, carried it with him everywhere he went despite his golden reputation -- not many people knew about the rage that split open his knuckles on late saturday nights or the way his jaw clicked and tightened. you wondered if he ever knew how to relax. this conversation didn't seem to be going in a direction where that was possible.

"maybe there's another way... i'm sure there are more scholarships and grants out there. i can research it later or maybe joonie can help, yeah? i know he's good with this stuff. we can figure it out. you're almost gonna graduate -- i'm sure your coach will help you out." there were tears in his eyes. he never cried around anyone save for when you all saw marley and me and he didn't know that the dog died in the end. he chased hobi around the parking lot for fifteen minutes, claiming that he was lied to. 'it didn't have a happy ending!' he cried into the darkness, followed by hoseok's bright laugh. it felt like a hundred years ago. and here you were, getting ready to pick up the pieces of a boy who seemed to be breaking right in front of you.

"if i don't get this, i can't go to school anymore. and if i can't go to school, i'll be stuck in this town just like my parents. the scholarship and the grants were the only things keeping me afloat," came his voice after a long, thoughtful pause. you knew that he wasn't made of money, that he had been raising himself since his early teen years. the beautiful boy with a talent in everything and a smile so bright it made the sun jealous had more than enough troubles of his own and ones he kept solely to himself. he couldn't bother the others, he would whisper to you. they all had too much to worry about. the last thing he wanted was for them to take time out of their lives to try and comfort him as well. you bit down on your lip, moved gentle fingers to his chin so that you could nudge him to look at you clearly.

"hey -- c'mere. we are gonna figure this out. jungkook, you are so smart and talented... we will not leave you behind. we will NEVER leave you behind." thumb smoothed over the sharp line of his jaw as if you could soothe him, as if you could take away the tension that seemed to hold his bones together like glue. you sat that way for a moment with him picking at his bottle but refusing to drink, your touches much like a ghost's. he sighed, gave a nod. your shoulders finally slumped once you saw the anger roll away from his face.

"i've just been trying so hard for years... tried to be the smartest, the fastest, the best at everything... why won't anyone give me a chance?" you could hear the thickness in his voice, knew that tears were going to follow his words quickly. you didn't mind. everyone needed to cry sometimes, and you knew damn well that he rarely let his emotions take him under. hand moved, fingers brushing through thick strands of hair to push it away from his forehead. your heart broke for him with every word he said and even though it was four thirty in the morning, you were so eternally grateful that he chose to be HERE. you didn't know what to say now -- but something told you that he wasn't really looking for sage advice or problem solving. he just needed to get this out. your eyes closed the moment you heard him sniff, the tell tale sign that salt water was beginning to roll down his cheeks. he moved into you, arm curling around your waist and his large hand took in the fabric of your shirt. something to ground him. you could only let him. jungkook cried into your shoulder for a while -- you weren't exactly keeping time. your fingers simply continued to card through his hair, soft sentences reaching his ears telling him that this was okay, that he could let it all out.

you saw the sun beginning to peak up over the treeline when you glanced out the window, signifying that he had to have been crying for at least fifteen minutes. it was silent, the only sound breaking through being birds finally waking up to greet the day. jungkook gave a sigh, lifted himself up and wiped at his eyes with his sleeve. finally, he smiled.

"you're really good at that -- at making people feel better." you could tell that he felt awkward, that he didn't know how to go about this. crying was fine. after it? how did you apologize to someone for soaking through their shirt with your tears? you could tell he was nervous and simply chuckled, brushing away the tears that he had managed to miss. you were ANNOYED, however... he was even beautiful when he cried. was there anything he wasn't good at?

"everyone has their gifts," you murmured, a bit taken aback by the compliment. his hand moved, covered your own against his face before he offered a smile. you returned it. the heaviness in the air dissipated with every passing moment, leaving something soft and unsure behind.

"i miss you."

"i miss you too."

you had agreed, albeit reluctantly, to give yourselves some space. it had been seven months since you had first touched in the dark, since you whispered things like 'this is a one time thing' and 'it can't happen again' into each other's mouths as if somehow that meant these were promises you had to keep. but you couldn't ignore the way your body thrummed just from these simple touches, couldn't fight the fact that your life had been a bit less dim since he began to leave it. you swallowed -- not wasn't your time to get emotional.

"can i stay here tonight?" he finally asked. there was a part of you that wanted to say no, mostly because you both were incredibly aware of the subtext in his question. staying over was never just staying over, not with him and his puppy dog eyes. he was emotional was what you should have pointed out. he was upset and needed and outlet and didn't know how to cope with his feelings very well. you opened your mouth to tell him so.

"please stay."

his lips were on yours in a second. it was softer than you were used to with him, where the taste of whiskey and beer lingered in your mouths long after you'd finished drinking. usually, he moved faster, had an urgency in his finger tips that made you wonder if he moved so fast because he was scared that he would somehow LOSE YOU. this was slower, deeper. he tasted like salt water and that was okay, because you loved the ocean in him. a sigh left your lips, made itself a home in his mouth before he gripped the back of your neck to anchor you against him. he ran warm, warmer than you -- and every touch, no matter how fleeting, felt like someone lighting a match against your skin. you knew better than to be doing this. you TOLD YOURSELF you were going to stop doing this. but there was something in his eyes and his mouth and his laugh that had you straddling his lap and pulling his shirt off and over his head, forgotten on the ground nearby. the sun was rising, but neither of you gave it any thought. the day could come and go and you would both be busy with wandering hands and lips.

you were bad for him, you told yourself as he bit at your collar bone, soothed the mark away with his tongue. this was a mistake, you thought as he laid you down on your bed, the blanket beneath you cool and comforting against your skin. you both would never be anything, was a sentence passing through your mind as he moved inside of you, held your hands with his own and intertwined your fingers. his breaths were hot and heavy against your neck. your skin was aflame.

your sighs and moans were full of 'i love you'. stolen kisses against bruised and marked skin told you that you were his. it didn't matter, you realized. it didn't matter how many times you told yourself that you would break away from him -- the truth of the matter was that there was nobody else you would keep returning to.

[dawnpil]

amethyst for anxiety

summary: you’re just trying to survive freshman year. you’d like to also survive kim wonpil’s smile in the meantime. pairing: wonpil x reader genre: fluff fluff fluff notes: wonpil the witch? i think the fuck so this was gonna be the start of a series for my entry for the myth challenge for october but that did not. happen oops

it’s freshman orientation

you’re terrified

your tour is led by this sweet girl, jimin, who likes to point out good snack places and things only a college kid would know college kids need

it’s as you’re walking past a row of little houses across the street from campus that she turns

“that’s the day house”

you turn to the girl next to you hoping she has some idea what jimin is talking about, but she just shrugs

jimin continues: “it’s a group of five guys who live together. they have a little shop and they can help you out—they call it witchcraft, which is like, whatever, but it does work”

witchcraft? all you can think about is the witches in macbeth or something, women in pointy hats brewing something weird in a cauldron. boys have never factored into your definition of witchcraft

a boy at the front of the group scoffs, and jimin raises an eyebrow

“believe me or don’t, but when you’re having a panic attack because you’ve got four assignments due in an hour, go ask wonpil for some amethyst and then tell me if you’re still scoffing”

you make a mental note of the location of the house, even if you don’t have any plans to pay a visit

over the next few months you don’t think too much about the boys, though you see them on campus sometimes

there’s one in particular who catches your eye when someone points out who he is

his name is wonpil, and he radiates happiness and somehow you can’t help but smile whenever he’s smiling even if he’s across the cafeteria

until one day in november your assignments are piling up and your friends all want to hang out and not study and you think you might be failing a class but you’re too scared to check

your RA finds you panicking in the little study room on your floor, makes you a mug of hot chocolate, and tells you to go find wonpil

as you walk across campus, clutching your hot chocolate, you almost turn back

wonpil and his friends seem unapproachable, in their own little bubble of beauty and kindness, and you’re not sure how you’re supposed to just walk into their house

you understand when you get there: there’s a sign on the door that directs you to a room downstairs. it’s not a room anymore, it’s a shop

a rock shop, specifically

there are piles of every sort of stone or crystal you could want: you see signs for topaz, quartz, agate, tiger’s eye, and that’s just what’s closest to you

there are a few other people in the shop, and wonpil’s behind a counter tapping away at a cash register and wrapping a little crystal for a boy with light blue hair

but he looks up and smiles at you when you walk in, and you almost walk right back out again: he’s even cuter up close, all sunshine smile and floppy hair, and the flush on your cheeks might be from the cold or it could be from being the target of that smile

you’re not exactly sure what you’re looking for, so you huddle around the little basket of rose quartz, afraid to touch anything

a minute later someone taps you on the shoulder

you whirl around and almost fall backwards into the carefully-organized displays when you see him

wonpil

up close you can see that he’s a little cross-eyed and his smile is even cuter right in front of you

disappearing sounds like a really good idea you had no idea he was actually this cute

he steadies you before you fall. his hands are warm.

he asks you why you’re there, you tell him what your RA said to tell him, and he smiles and turns to go find something

as he does so he grabs your wrist and tugs you gently through the shop, and his hands aren’t the only warm thing now—your face is too

is it normal for him to be so tactile? you’ll have to ask jimin

he leads you over to a basket of amethyst and begins digging through them, hair falling in his eyes

while he searches for who knows what he prods you with questions

“are you a freshman? play any sports? what’s your favorite color? when’s your birthday? why do you look so—”

he cuts himself off and presses a little amethyst pendant into your hand

“why do i look so what?” you’ve been properly distracted from your anxiety

“so cute.”

you stare at him, clutching the amethyst, and he stares right back at you for a moment

you stutter your way out of the conversation so he takes you to the register and rings up the little amethyst

he gives you a last smile, explains the recharge policy (half-price, whenever you feel like you need it, and you’ll know, he says), and sends you on your way with a wish of good luck for your studying

the amethyst does seem to help

over the next few months whenever you’re stressed you hold on to the stone and focus and it really does calm you down

at some point, though, you start to wonder if it’s really the amethyst or the memory of wonpil’s smile that helps

you just can’t get his smile out of your thoughts or his “so cute” out of your daydreams

it’s kind of stupid; you know there are countless other people with the same thoughts

but it doesn’t hurt to daydream or get flustered when he grins at you from across the cafeteria

it doesn’t hurt, so you continue

and then one day you can feel the emptiness in your amethyst, so you find your feet carrying you back to the little house

this time there’s another boy downstairs, the one you’re pretty sure is named brian

when he sees you, and sees the stone you’re clutching, he grins

“wonpil is just in the other room, feel free to go find him.”

you do, nervously, and find him perched in an armchair with a pile of stones on a table next to him

his eyes are closed, but they open once he hears you, and he gives you that beautiful smile

you’ve forgotten just how attractive he is up close, and you falter for a second

but he beckons you into the room: “here for a recharge?”

you nod and sit next to him, hand him your amethyst

when he takes it his smile turns almost a little nervous

“i’ve been wanting to ask you something,” he says, staring earnestly at you with what you can only describe as puppy-dog eyes

there’s a pause

his knuckles are nearly white around your amethyst when he stutters out “do you want to go get dinner with me”

you have no idea what really happened after that but you suppose you must have said yes, because he’s grinning suddenly, blinding you with the full force of his smile

at that moment the one you’re pretty sure is brian walks past

“they said yes?”

wonpil flushes and you nearly die

seeing someone usually so unflappable and perfect get flustered is potentially the cutest thing you’ve ever seen

brian eyes you carefully, evaluating

“treat him right, or you’ll be answering to all of us. he’s too sweet to realize when he’s being taken advantage of”

you trip over your words assuring him that wonpil will be fine, that you’d never do anything to hurt him, that you just want him happy

with a nod of approval brian backs out of the room and when you turn to wonpil he’s beaming

“you just want my happiness?”

his smile would easily take the gold in a competition against the sun

he reaches out with those warm hands, laces your fingers together. “dinner?”

“dinner.” you follow him out the door, trying hard to ignore brian sitting protectively by the door

“home by ten,” he instructs, and you give a little salute even if wonpil gets embarrassed again

you have him home by ten, even if you linger outside the door, taking a moment to memorize his face, the light in his eyes and the little rectangle of his smile

he seems like he’s doing the same, clutching both of your hands, and there’s a moment, a breath, where you think maybe he’ll lean in and kiss you

he doesn’t, not then, but he does two weeks later after he treats you to dinner again and shyly presents you with the matching sapphire rings he made

sapphire for new love and for trust, he says, and then almost runs away

you catch his wrist in that stupid k-drama move and when he spins back to you his hand comes up to your chin to tilt your head just so and his lips press to yours in the sweetest kiss you’ve ever had

literally the sweetest: his lips taste like the chocolate ice cream you just shared

foreshadowing for the rest of your relationship? i think so

dating wonpil means you’re fast friends with the rest of the day house boys, means the sapphire on your finger glitters when he thinks of you, so it’s nearly constantly glittering, means recharges are free of price now, means he takes you on dates to rock shops to purchase new merchandise to enchant, means you get to surprise him as he draws out the magic in his stones by pressing kisses into his hair while he sits in that armchair

dating wonpil means you avoid your panic over assignments now because your amethyst is stronger than ever, means he shows up at your dorm with flowers “because he can” and when they die because you have the worst green thumb he tells you that you’re fated to date each other, means when you overwork yourself studying he entices you outside with promises of ice cream and stargazing in the park until you say the moon is beautiful and he agrees, but when you look over he’s looking at you rather than the sky

dating wonpil means all the love in his heart, all the love in the universe, being held in his dark eyes when he looks at you, means knowing nothing could ever mean more to him than you and the love that you return to him

[laromurl]

Sick Days

[Part Three in Series]

Kang Younghyun (Brian, Young K)

Cute/fluff

A/N: this was suppose to be part three but I accidentally posted it before part two and I'm too lazy to change it. I know it's just one word but oh well... Hahaha good you guys like it 😄

My nose was so stuffy and runny I was always getting up to clear my nose. My headache was worse and when I coughed, I felt like my vocal chords were gonna fly out at some point. I had a pulsing pain in the top of the brigde of my nose and my ears felt like there was something in them. I was sick to say the least and weak. I hated it more than anything because both Day6 and Got7 had projects coming up and I was leaving all the work to JB and Younghyun.

"God, they probably hate me." I groaned in sniffles as I made my way to my small kitchen. The buzzing of the five heaters followed me to the sink. I had been trying to sweat the virus out for the past few days but it didn't seem to be working.

I put some water on to boil as I cleared my nose and grabbed some hand lotion from beside the sink. My nose had become so dried from the constant tissue that I needed do moisturize it a lot. I leaned back against the counter, feeling a little faint and regretting denying Wonpil's offer to spend the night so he could help me. I felt bad making him stay but I really needed someone at the moment. I was too weak to get up and make myself food or get my medicine.

The door suddenly rang, causing me to jump from my snoozing off. Oh god, that would have been dangerous.

"Going." I hoarsly called out as I made my way to the door. I was in my long BTS' Tata pijamas with matching Chim Chim slippers, my hair was in a really messy bun with portions of strands definitely not being held up, and my glasses with spluttered with water and sweat. I looked like a mess, not even a hot mess, just a mess but I was tired and I wasn't expecting anyone although I secretly hoped it was Wonpil or Jae with food.

I opened the door. I only looked at Younghyun for a split second. His smile growing before I shut the door. Panic and embarrassment kicked in as he knocked again. "Hey! Let me in! I brought food and medicine!"

"Ah Younghyun hold on!" I called back depsite the pain in my throat. I'm a mess! Quickily I ran to my guest bathroom and fixed my hair, spraying water on my face to look less like a mess.

"Come on, I can't wait forever!" He called.

I took my glasses off and made my way towards him. "Ah going going." I sputtered as I opened the door. He smiled down at me before giving me a confused smirk. "You didn't have to fix yourself for me." He teased walking in and slipping out of his shoes.

"Ah shut up, I would have done it if it was the other boys too." I retorted before coughing my lungs out into my shirt.

"Hey, hey come here." He grabbed my arm as he pulled me closer and dropped the bag on the counter. "Younghyun I'm okay." I smiled.

"You're dying and you refused to have Wonpil help. So now I have to be here." That sounded a little rude considering I didn't ask him to be here.

"Ah no." I pulled away from him as the water on my stove began to boil. "I didn't ask you to come Younghyun." My voice was hoarse from both sickness and a bit of sadness. I didn't want him to he there if he felt like it was a chore. "You can leave if you want." I murmured turning away from him and grabbing a mug to make my tea. I really wanted do cry. I was sick and a few days from my period, I was sensitive to practically everything at the moment.

The steam from the boiled water hit my nose right in the spot. It honestly felt so good to my face.

"Someone has to take care of you. Wonpil went to help Sungjin with the songs and Jae went to Dowoon's to practice some more." Younghyun said.

"Wait, aren't you suppose to be working on the songs? I'll be okay if you really need to be somewhere else." I quickly let him know, depsite the fact that I was growing exhausted and heavy. These few minutes of interaction had taken a lot out of me. I turned to him but it must have been too quick because dizziness suddnely flooded my head.

"Woah." I held onto the counter as my legs began to give out on me. Nausea took over and I found myself faint.

"Woah!" Younghyun grabbed me before I completely hit the ground and picked me up into his arms. I turned away from him just in case as he carried me to the living room. "You'll be okay. I'll take care of you." He whispered as he placed me on the couch. I didn't fight it. I was honestly so sick at this point.

He dissapeared for a few minutes and I grabbed the controller, turning on the TV to Netflix. I put on the first show on my 'continue to watch' list just for the ambiance. I needed some noise or this lone time with Younghyun would kill me.

I heard Younghyun rustle about the kitchen and my room before he showed up with a blanket over his arm, the bag of food he brought, and my tea.

I sat up slightly, leaning against the arm of the sofa as I grabbed the mug. He placed the food beside my computer and took his coat off before starting to unpack things from the bag. All these he did in silence and I found myself staring at him. Everything was about a him was beautiful, specially focus in his face as he read the labels of the pill bottle. He mumbled the side effects to himself and narrowed his eyebrows after 'trouble sleeping'.

"Maybe I should buy a different brand." He said turning to me, but I shook my head. "No. It's alright, I can't sleep anyways." I told him.

He stood up abruptly from his seat and moved to my side, the back of his hand already against my forehead. "That's because you have a fever. Aish! You have so many heaters on." He walked up to the heater in the living room and unplugged it.

"Wait, Younghyun I'm trying to sweat out the cold." I whined as he went around the apartment unplugging the rest.

He returned to my side, kneeling down and grabbing the pills. "Let me worry about you, okay. Once the fever is gone, we can take care of the cold, but the fever is what made you nauseas." He looked so sure that I didn't argue back but grimaced and took the pills.

"You sound just like my mom." I puffed.

He smiled softly pulling the blanket up to my waist and tucking in the sides around my feet. "Your mom sounds like a smart woman. I should meet her one day."

I almost choked on the hot tea as I coughed into my shirt. Meeting the parents wasn't something friends did. The light coughing turning into my throat almost tearing itself apart and Younghyun freaking out from the raspy hoarse noise that came out of my mouth. "Maybe I should take you to the doctors!" He already had his coat on and. My keys in one hand but I placed the mug on the coffee table and shook my head.

"Younghyun it's okay... I-I'm okay." My voice came out hoarse.

"That doesn't sound okay. You can barely even talk." He really did seem worried.

"Please Younghyun." My voice couldn't go higher than a whisper. "I-I'll be okay. Just lay down with me." I whined softly, holding my hands up from him to come hug me or something.

For the first few seconds, his eyes widened and he drooped my keys on the ground. It took me a few seconds to realize why he was so surprised. I had just told him to lay down with me and although every cell in my body was burning in embarrassment I didn't back down unless he told me no. With a low sigh, his eyes softened and he smiled gently. "You're going to be the death of me." He whispered taking his coat off again and throwing it on the small loveseat.

He, then, grabbed a pillow and layed it against the sofa arm beside me as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. He layed down first grabbing the blanket and covering himself before opening his arms to show me where i would lay. "Come on, some body heat well be good for you."

His words were enough to send my heart in a frenzy and for some reason that caused my headache to grow. Ugh feeling sick and in love was honestly the worst. I slipped in, snuggling against his chest as he wrapped his hands around my waist. My shirt lifted up a bit and he pressed his hand down, coming in contact with my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine as I grabbed his shirt and I was engulfed in his sweet apricot scent and warmth. Already I could feel myself getting better and I didn't want to leave his side at all.

When he started rubbing my back up and down, I felt the sleepiness cave in me. "Younghyun, I'm tired." I whispered, snuggling against his chest a little more. He responded by tangling his legs with mine and pulling me closer to his body to the point where I can practically hear his heart beat beginning to pick up. "Sleep." He began to him his song I Will Wait and slowly I began to doze off. His soft voice and the heat radiating from his body were honestly the perfect lulluby.