#XX KDRAMA

[nanafuri]

I am watching hwarang

[yourann]

KDrama lines that made me go "🥲 and 😆" pt. 1| very long post ahead

if you haven't watch any of them, go ahead and check them out! :D

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[lun-rambles]

[jeonette]

knockout love — jjk

“I promise I’ll make it out alive, princess.”

pairing : jungkook x reader

genre : boxer!best friend, best friends to lovers au, literally felt like I was in a kdrama while writing this.

• also highkey recommend you guys to put on ‘so far away’ by agustd during the final fight scene and loop it until the end hehe… trust me xx

The apartment smelled faintly of coffee and dust, papers scattered like fallen leaves across the table. Bills. Tuition reminders. Rent notices. You rubbed your temple, staring at the numbers like they’d magically shrink if you glared hard enough.

The door clicked open behind you.

“Princess,” a familiar voice called — low, warm, teasing. “Still fighting with those bills? Or are they winning again?”

You glanced over your shoulder. Jeon Jungkook stood in the doorway, hair messy from training, hoodie half-zipped, gym bag slung carelessly over one shoulder. His knuckles were still wrapped in tape, fresh bruises blooming beneath the skin.

“Depends. Are you gonna spot me a billion dollars so I can wipe them all away?” you muttered, tossing your pen down with a sigh.

He grinned and stepped inside, kicking off his shoes. “A billion huh? You aiming low tonight.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the soft smile tugging at your lips. “What are you doing here so late? Shouldn’t you be home icing those hands of yours?”

He dropped onto the couch with a dramatic sigh, sprawling like he owned the place — like he always did. “Maybe I like being here better.”

That made your stomach twist in that stupid familiar way. You shoved the feeling down.

But then he looked at you — really looked — and the playful spark in his eyes dimmed.

“Y/N… I need to tell you something,” he said, sitting up, resting his elbows on his knees. His voice dropped low. Serious. “And you have to promise to let me finish. No interrupting.”

The shift in his tone made your heart skip. “Jungkook… what is it?”

“Promise me first.”

Your fingers curled around the edge of the table. Something cold settled in your chest. “Fine. I promise.”

He inhaled slowly. “I’ve been offered a fight.”

You blinked. Relief flickered for half a second. “That’s it? Kook, you fight all the time—”

“Not like this.” His gaze locked with yours, no teasing now. “It’s underground. The kind they don’t talk about. No rounds. No rules. No time limit. No referee. You fight until one guy can’t stand. Or until he doesn’t get up at all.”

Your blood ran cold. The pen slipped from your fingers, clattering onto the bills.

“What…?” you breathed.

“The payout is fifty million.” His voice was soft. Almost careful. “That’s enough to wipe everything. Your tuition. Your rent. You wouldn’t have to worry anymore. You could finish school. Get out of this crappy apartment. Start over.”

Your heart pounded painfully hard against your ribs. “And what about you? What happens to you if this goes wrong? If you lose—”

“I won’t.” His jaw tensed. “I can win this. You know I can.”

“You could die, Jungkook.” The words cracked from your throat before you could stop them. “Or end up broken. For what — me? You’re gonna risk your life because I can’t pay my bills?”

His brows drew together. Hurt flickered in his eyes. “It’s not because you can’t. It’s because you shouldn’t have to. You work two jobs, go to class all day, come home to this stress every night… alone.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper. “I can’t stand watching you wear yourself down like this. I can fix it.”

You blinked hard, heat stinging behind your eyes. “I don’t care about money, you idiot. I care about you.”

A tear slipped free. Before you could wipe it away, his hand was there — warm, gentle — cupping your cheek like you’d break if he touched too hard.

“Hey…” His thumb brushed the tear, gaze softening. “Don’t cry. Not for me.”

“Then don’t go,” you whispered. “Promise me you won’t do this.”

His lips curved, a small, sad smile. The kind he only ever showed you.

“I promise.” His forehead touched yours, breath warm on your skin. “I won’t do it. Not if it makes you hurt like this.”

You shut your eyes, breathing shaky, letting yourself believe him.

For a moment, the weight in your chest eased. Like the world was right again. Safe.

But deep down, something still twisted. Something unsettled. Like the calm before a storm.

—

It had been two weeks since Jungkook promised you he’d drop the underground fight.

And yet… something felt off.

“Late again, boxer boy?” you called as he stumbled through your apartment door, hoodie soaked with sweat, hair sticking to his forehead. “What’d you do — wrestle a bear on the way home?”

Jungkook grinned, tossing his bag onto the floor. “Please. The bear would’ve tapped out in the first round.”

You crossed your arms. “Seriously though… why so late? The gym closes at ten.”

He bent down to unlace his shoes, voice light. “Coach kept me back for extra work. Said I needed to tighten my form.”

“Uh-huh.” You squinted, walking over and grabbing his wrist gently. His knuckles were raw — scraped fresh, bleeding slightly.

“Looks like you tightened your face into someone’s fist.” You held his hand up. “Who did this?”

“Calm down, princess.” He smirked. “Just sparring. You know I can take a punch.”

“Yeah, but can your face?” you muttered, inspecting the bruise forming under his jaw. “If you get any uglier, I’m gonna have to find a new best friend.”

“Ouch.” He pressed a hand dramatically to his chest. “Betrayed by the only girl I trust.”

You snorted. “Like I’d trade you. Who else would carry my groceries and open every jar I own?”

He grinned. “Exactly. I’m irreplaceable.”

You fell quiet, eyes scanning his face — the sweat, the busted lip, the bruises that hadn’t been there this morning.

“Kook… You sure you’re not… training for something else?” you asked softly.

His smile flickered — just for a split second. But you caught it.

“Why would I lie to you?” he said easily, ruffling your hair like always. “I told you. I dropped that fight.”

“Mhm. You better have,” you muttered, swatting his hand away. “I swear, if I find out you’re doing something stupid—”

“You’ll what?” he grinned, inching closer. “Yell at me? Cry again? Guilt trip me with those sad pretty eyes?”

You glared, cheeks heating. “I’ll throw this entire shoe rack at your head.”

“Oooh. Scary.” He leaned down, eyes twinkling. “You’re cute when you’re threatening murder, princess.”

“Stop calling me that,” you grumbled, heart thudding.

“Why?” He smirked. “It suits you. My little princess.”

You shoved him lightly, trying not to smile. “Go shower. You smell like a wrestling mat.”

He laughed, grabbing his bag. “Anything for you, your highness.”

But as he disappeared into the bathroom, the knot in your chest tightened.

Because no matter how good his smile was… something in his eyes was hiding something.

And you weren’t stupid.

Something was coming.

—

“Don’t forget,” you called from the couch, flipping a page in your textbook, “you promised to be back by eight.”

Jungkook grinned, crouched by the door tying his laces. “Eight sharp. Swear on my life.”

“You better,” you muttered, glancing at him. “If you show up past eight I’m locking the door and you can sleep outside.”

He laughed under his breath but didn’t stand right away. Instead, he sat back on his heels, staring at the floor for a second too long.

You frowned. “Kook?”

He looked up fast — forcing that familiar crooked grin. “Nothing. Just tired.”

You eyed him suspiciously as he grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder like usual… but his hand lingered on the doorknob.

He didn’t open it.

“Why are you just standing there like a weirdo?” you teased lightly, trying to ease the strange knot forming in your chest.

He turned to you, soft eyes flickering — the way they always did when he didn’t want to say something.

“You sure you’ll be okay here alone tonight?” he asked quietly.

You blinked. “What’s with you? You leave for practice all the time. Since when do you care if I’m fine for two hours?”

He chuckled — but it was hollow, forced. “Just asking, princess. You get lonely without me, don’t you?”

“In your dreams,” you muttered, cheeks warming. “Besides, you said you’d be back by eight. So no time for lonely.”

“Right…” His fingers curled slightly on the door handle. Still not opening it.

“Jungkook.” You sat up straight, narrowing your eyes. “Why are you acting so weird?”

He glanced at you — and for a flicker of a moment, you saw it. The doubt. The fear.

Then it was gone — buried under that usual teasing smirk.

“Guess I just don’t wanna leave my favourite girl yet.” He crossed the room, crouching beside the couch, resting his chin on your knee — like he used to when he wanted you to forgive him for something dumb.

“Stop looking at me like that, you idiot,” you grumbled, but your heart squeezed painfully tight. “You’ll miss practice if you keep wasting time here.”

“Maybe I don’t care.” His voice was soft.

You looked down at him. He stared up, gaze warm but strange — like he was memorising you.

“Jungkook…” you whispered.

He stood slowly. Ruffled your hair like always.

“Eight o’clock,” he said gently. “I’ll be back before you miss me.”

“You better,” you muttered. “Or I’m stealing your favourite hoodie and burning your stupid boxing gloves.”

He laughed, soft and quiet.

And finally — finally — he turned and left.

The door clicked shut.

The apartment was too quiet after that.

You tried reading. Couldn’t focus. Tried scrolling on your phone. Nothing stuck. Even Netflix couldn’t hold your attention — every few minutes your eyes flicked to the clock on the wall.

7:45pm.

7:58pm.

You smiled to yourself. “He’ll walk in any second now.”

But eight came and went.

8:15.

8:30.

You texted him: Still alive, boxer boy?

No reply.

You frowned, chewing your lip. Maybe coach kept him again.

9:00.

Still nothing.

A cold knot twisted in your stomach.

9:30.

You called.

No answer.

Okay… maybe he’s showering. Maybe he forgot his phone. Maybe—

9:45.

Panic now. Full-blown.

You called again. Voicemail.

“Jungkook, where the hell are you? You said eight. Call me back.”

You gripped your phone so tightly your knuckles ached. Something was wrong. You felt it — the way your skin prickled, your heartbeat kicked up, like some terrible storm was creeping close.

You bit your lip. One last call.

Jimin.

The phone rang. And rang.

Then, finally — “Hello?”

“Jimin.” Your voice cracked. “Where’s Jungkook? He’s not home. He’s not answering. You know where he is, right?”

Silence.

You swallowed. “Jimin, please. Tell me.”

A shaky breath on the other end.

“…Y/N.” He hesitated. “I thought… I thought he told you. The big fight’s tonight. The underground one. Warehouse 17. Outskirts. Nine p.m.”

The world stilled.

“No…” you whispered, vision blurring. “No, he promised. He said he wasn’t doing it…”

“I thought you knew. I thought he told you—”

The phone nearly slipped from your hand.

Jungkook. You liar. You promised.

You shot up, grabbing your coat, bag — hands shaking, breath short.

“Jimin—” your voice broke. “I’m coming. Stay there. Don’t let him start—”

“He’s already in the ring, Y/N.”

You didn’t wait. The door slammed behind you as you ran — heart hammering, throat tight — sprinting down the hall into the night.

—

The cold night air bit through your thin jacket as you stumbled toward the warehouse entrance. Your eyes were red and puffy from crying, cheeks stained with tears you hadn’t been strong enough to hold back.

“Y/N.” A steady voice caught your attention.

You looked up to see Jimin waiting patiently by the entrance, arms crossed, his usual calm presence anchoring the chaos inside you. To you, he was more than a friend — a brother who’d always been there when things got tough.

“Hey,” he said softly, stepping closer. “You okay?”

You shook your head, voice barely above a whisper. “No. I’m not. He shouldn’t be here.”

Jimin sighed but didn’t argue. Instead, he gently rested a hand on your shoulder. “I know. But he’s here. And I know he needs you.”

You let out a shaky breath and tried to pull yourself together, leaning on him as he guided you inside.

The warehouse was thick with tension — the smell of sweat, metal, and adrenaline hung heavy. The crowd roared in the distance, but your eyes locked on the center of the chaos.

There he was.

Jungkook, standing in the ring with his coach, his fists wrapped and bruised, eyes sharp but flickering with exhaustion.

Without hesitation, you pushed past the crowd and climbed up to the edge of the ring.

“Kook!” you shouted, voice breaking but fierce.

He looked up, startled, then relief and guilt washed over his face.

“What are you doing here?” he whispered, but you didn’t care.

“You promised,” you scolded softly, stepping closer so only he could hear. “You promised you wouldn’t do this.”

He swallowed hard, eyes darkening. “I had to. For you.”

Your heart clenched.

“You idiot,” you breathed.

Before you could say more, Jungkook reached up, fingers tracing your cheek with surprising tenderness. “I’m sorry. But I’m here now. And I’m not leaving until I win.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, eyes locked on his.

Then, with a playful smirk, he whispered, “Now, come on — if you want me to win, you better cheer louder than anyone out there.”

You laughed through your tears, heart pounding.

“I’m not letting you off the hook, princess.”

He winked.

And for that moment, surrounded by the roaring crowd and the flashing lights, the world narrowed down to just the two of you — fierce, tangled, and full of everything you’d never dared to say out loud.

—

The backstage corridor was quiet except for the faint hum of the crowd beyond the walls. Flickering lights cast a soft glow, making everything feel fragile and suspended in time. You stood close to Jungkook, your fingers still trembling slightly from the rush of emotions by the ring.

He leaned casually against the wall, but you could see the tension in his jaw and the way his eyes darted away every time they met yours. For a moment, neither of you spoke.

“So,” you said softly, breaking the silence, “you picked a hell of a night to get all mysterious on me.”

He cracked a small smile, one eyebrow quirking up. “You know me — I like to keep you guessing, princess.”

You rolled your eyes but your lips twitched. “That nickname again?”

“Can’t help it,” he teased, stepping closer, voice low. “You’re the only one who gets it.”

Your heart hammered in your chest, but you fought the urge to lean in. Instead, you kept your voice steady. “Why now, Jungkook? After all this time… why wait until right before you jump into something this dangerous to tell me?”

He looked down for a beat, fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt, then back up, eyes soft but full of something like vulnerability. “Maybe I was scared. Scared I’d lose my nerve, or that telling you would change the easy way we have—”

“—The way we don’t have to say things out loud?” you finished for him, stepping closer. “Yeah, I get it.”

He nodded, swallowing hard. “But sitting here, with you standing right in front of me, knowing this might be the last time for a while… I couldn’t keep it in.”

Your breath caught. “And what exactly couldn’t you keep in?”

He took a shaky breath, voice barely above a whisper as he stepped closer, eyes locked on yours with an intensity that made your heart seize.

“Y/N… I’ve been carrying this inside me for so long… pretending it was just friendship, pretending I was fine with that.” His voice cracked, vulnerability breaking through the usual calm. “But every time I saw you, every time I heard your laugh, felt your hand brush mine… it wasn’t enough. It never was.”

He swallowed hard, pain flickering behind his eyes. “I’ve been scared—scared to admit it, scared of what it would mean if I said it out loud. But I can’t hide it anymore.”

A pause. His breath hitched.

“I like you. More than a friend. More than I ever dared to hope. I’ve been falling for you — every single day — and it terrifies me how much I want you to feel the same.”

The silence hung thick, your breath catching in your throat.

Your hands trembled as you reached up, cupping his face. Tears spilled down your cheeks, but a shaky smile broke through your fear.

“You idiot,” you whispered, voice cracking. “You really are… but I’ve waited for you to say that for so long.”

You laughed softly through your tears, the tension in your chest melting just a little.

“I thought you’d never say it. I thought you were scared too.”

He brushed a stray tear from your cheek, his own eyes glistening now. “I was. Still am. But I needed you to know — before I walked into that fight.”

You leaned in, your forehead resting against his, breath mingling.

“You promise you’ll come back?” you said, voice barely above a whisper.

“Of course,” he said, playful light returning. “Hey, if I make it out alive, let me take you out on a proper date.”

You smiled through your tears, poking his chest lightly. “You better win. Or I’m crashing that fight myself.”

He laughed, pulling you into a gentle hug. “Deal. And princess?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m not just fighting for the money anymore.”

Your heart squeezed tight as he pulled back, eyes shining with quiet determination.

“For you.”

—

The warehouse vibrated with noise — stomping feet, wild cheers, curses echoing off the iron walls. Smoke curled through the air, and the lights above the cage flickered harsh and cold.

You stood frozen near the edge of the ring, knuckles white around the metal bars, your heart hammering so loud it drowned out the crowd.

Jimin was right behind you, quiet but firm, his hand on your arm. “Stay still,” he murmured. “Watch him. He can handle this.”

But your eyes never left Jungkook.

He stood in the cage — alone — his fists clenched, his chest rising and falling slow, steady.

Across from him was a mountain of a man, bigger, heavier, brutal looking, grinning like he’d already won.

Jungkook licked his cracked lip, shaking out his arms, gaze steady, jaw tight.

I have to win. For her.

The bell clanged.

The crowd exploded.

They circled each other — slow at first, tension stretching tight as a wire. Jungkook feinted left, testing, dodging the first wild swing.

He’s fast… but that guy’s heavy. One wrong step…

A swing missed. Another grazed his arm. Jungkook ducked, countered — sharp jab to the ribs — the man grunted but grinned wider.

The crowd roared.

Suddenly — too fast — the fighter lunged, driving his shoulder into Jungkook’s chest.

The air cracked.

Jungkook staggered back, ribs screaming, the cage rattling behind him. But before he could recover—

BAM.

A brutal hook crashed into his jaw.

His head snapped sideways, sweat flying. His vision exploded in white.

BAM. Another punch — this time to the gut — folding him like paper.

“Jungkook!” you screamed, panic raw in your throat.

He stumbled, legs buckling — and then fell.

Face down. Hard.

The crowd gasped… then cheered wildly.

“STAY DOWN!” they chanted.

“STAY DOWN!”

Your body lunged forward, but Jimin caught you, wrapping both arms around your waist, holding you tight. “No — no, Y/N — wait. He’s not done. He’s not out. Watch.”

Your hands trembled violently. Your vision blurred. “Jimin — he’s not moving—”

“He’s got this,” Jimin said fiercely. “Just watch him.”

On the mat, Jungkook groaned, chest heaving, head spinning. Blood in his mouth. Lights flickering. His body screamed at him to stay down.

But then…

Through the haze — he saw you.

Your face — beautiful, tear-streaked, full of fear — pressed to the cage, crying his name.

His heart clenched so tight it burned.

No. Not in front of her. Not like this.

He pushed against the mat. Trembling. Slow.

Up to his knees. Then one foot. Then the other.

The crowd roared again — shock, excitement, disbelief.

His vision swam, blurry and broken — until he focused.

On you.

And only you.

A shadow moved beside him. The fighter.

The man chuckled darkly, leaning in close, sneering in his ear.

“That little princess yours?” the man mocked lowly. “Sweet. Maybe I’ll take her out when you’re done here. Maybe I’ll show her what a real man—”

Something in Jungkook snapped.

He turned — slow, dangerous — eyes dark as midnight.

And he smiled.

A low, wicked smile.

The fighter barely had time to flinch.

Jungkook exploded forward.

Fist to his jaw — CRACK.

Knee to the gut — THUD.

Left hook — blood sprayed.

The man stumbled, stunned — but Jungkook was already on him.

For her.

Another punch — vicious, wild, merciless.

For every tear she cried.

A jab to the face — teeth breaking.

For every night she struggled alone.

A savage blow to the temple — the man dropped to one knee.

And then — the last punch — an earth-shattering uppercut that lifted the man clean off the ground before he crashed down, flat, unmoving.

The crowd froze — silent.

Then a thunderous, deafening roar.

But Jungkook didn’t hear it.

He stood over the broken man, chest heaving, eyes blazing — staring straight at you.

At his girl.

The reason he rose. The reason he fought.

And the reason he would never lose.

“AND THE WINNER… BLUE CORNER!!”

The announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers, barely heard over the eruption of the crowd — a thunderous wave of cheers that shook the metal beams of the warehouse.

Jungkook stood in the center of the ring — chest rising and falling in deep, ragged pulls, sweat and blood dripping from his jaw, fists still clenched by his sides.

But his eyes — God, his eyes — were on you.

Locked. Unmoving. Like the crowd, the lights, the screaming world around him didn’t even exist.

The referee grabbed his wrist and yanked it up high.

“BLUE WINS!!!”

The crowd roared even louder. Stomping feet. Fists pounding the rails. Cameras flashing in frantic bursts.

You gasped, a messy sound of relief and joy breaking from your throat as your knees gave out — but Jimin caught you, holding you steady.

“He did it,” Jimin breathed beside you, grinning wide. “He really did it.”

You shook him off, stumbling toward the ring. “Jimin — boost me — I have to—”

He laughed softly and gave you a lift up onto the apron, pushing you gently under the ropes. “Go get him, princess.”

You scrambled inside — breathless, wild — heart hammering against your ribs.

And then… you froze.

The noise faded into a dull hum.

The air thickened — slow, heavy — like every second was stretching into eternity.

There he was.

Jungkook.

Standing tall under the harsh lights, battered, bruised — beautiful. His chest rose slow, steady. His hair damp, clinging to his forehead. Blood on his lip. But his gaze — soft and burning — was only for you.

Neither of you moved.

Just staring.

Drinking each other in.

Like a scene pulled straight from a movie — pure, slow, fragile.

A corner of his bruised mouth lifted.

“See, princess?” His voice was rough, broken, but teasing. “Told you I’d make it out alive.”

Your breath hitched.

Tears filled your eyes — falling warm and fast — and before another word could escape him, you ran.

Straight into his arms.

He caught you instantly, strong and trembling, pulling you tight against his chest as your arms flew around his neck.

You clung to him like life itself, sobbing into his shoulder — messy, gasping, relieved sobs. Your whole body shook.

“You stupid—stupid—idiot!” you cried into his neck. “Why did you do this to me?! You scared the hell out of me— I thought— I thought I’d lose you—”

His arms tightened around you, hard and warm. He dropped his head into your hair, breathing in like he needed you to stay upright.

“Shhh… I’m here,” he murmured. “I’m here, baby. I’m right here.”

And slowly, knees weak, the two of you sank — collapsed — onto the mat, tangled together in the middle of the ring, the roar of the crowd swelling all around.

Your faces stayed close — breathing, shaking — forehead to forehead.

Jungkook cupped your cheek gently, brushing away your tears with the softest touch.

“I love you,” he breathed, voice trembling, eyes wet. “I love you, Y/N. I fought for you. I lived for you.”

Your chest broke open with a shaky, laughing sob. “You absolute idiot… you could’ve told me that before nearly dying, you know…”

He smiled, soft and ruined. “Would’ve been less dramatic.”

And before you could say more, he kissed you — hard, slow, desperate — like this was the only moment in the world that mattered.

The crowd exploded into wild cheers.

Cameras flashed.

Jimin whistled from the side, grinning wide as he cupped his hands around his mouth:

“YEAH! ABOUT TIME! LET’S HEAR IT FOR THEM!!”

The warehouse shook with the sound — whistles, shouts, stomping feet — but none of it touched you.

Only him.

Jungkook pulled back, panting softly, thumb tracing your jaw, eyes drinking you in like he was afraid to blink.

“Hey…” he whispered, teasing, raw. “Told you I’d win. For you.”

You laughed through your tears, leaning in, pressing your nose to his.

“I hate you,” you murmured, breathless. “But I love you more.”

His smile was crooked, beautiful, full of every unspoken promise.

The world spun — lights, sound, chaos — but here, in the center of the storm, it was just you.

Just him.

And finally… everything was exactly where it belonged.

—

“…and that was the first time your dad ever kissed me. Right there. In the middle of the ring, bruised, bloody, and grinning like the world was ours,” you finished softly, eyes warm with the weight of old memories.

Your sixteen-year-old daughter sat cross-legged beside you on the couch, hands clutching a cushion to her chest, wide-eyed and grinning.

“No way,” she gasped. “You’re telling me Dad actually confessed in the middle of a fight? Like in some K-drama?!”

You laughed gently. “Exactly like a K-drama. Lights. Cameras. The whole crowd cheering. He waited until the most dangerous, ridiculous moment to tell me he loved me. Typical Jungkook.”

She groaned dramatically. “Ugh… so extra. I can’t believe you fell for that.”

“I couldn’t help it,” you teased, ruffling her hair. “He was impossible not to love.”

She giggled but hugged the cushion tighter, suddenly shy. “…He’s gonna do the same to Jae when he gets here, isn’t he?”

“Oh definitely.”

As if on cue — the sound of keys at the front door.

“I’m home, princesses!” Jungkook’s familiar, deep voice called as the door opened. He stepped inside, pulling off his work jacket, shaking his slightly messy hair. “Did I miss the storytelling session?”

“Just finished telling her about the ring kiss,” you smiled, tilting your head. “You drama king.”

Jungkook smirked, walking over to drop a kiss on your cheek. “Best confession ever, no regrets.”

“Gross,” your daughter muttered, face burning. “Please don’t start kissing again—”

The doorbell rang.

Jungkook’s brows lifted. “Is that him?”

Your daughter leapt to her feet. “Don’t—! Don’t be weird, Dad—please—”

Jungkook grinned wide and opened the door.

Standing awkwardly on the porch was Jae — hair neatly combed, holding a small bouquet of baby’s breath flowers.

“Uh… h-hi, Mr. Jeon. I’m Jae. N-Nice to meet you, sir,” he stammered, bowing politely.

Jungkook eyed him slowly, arms crossing. “Hmm. So you’re the one taking my daughter out tonight.”

Jae swallowed hard. “Y-Yes, sir.”

Your daughter tugged Jae’s arm with a groan. “Dad… stop. You’re scaring him—”

Jungkook leaned forward, eyes narrowing teasingly.

“You know the rules, right? Home by nine. No funny business. And if you make her cry—” he flashed a slow, dangerous grin— “I still remember how to throw a punch.”

Jae paled. “Yes sir! No funny business! Nine o’clock, sir!”

You bit your lip, smiling behind your hand as your daughter smacked Jungkook’s arm. “You’re embarrassing me to death—”

Jungkook chuckled, ruffling her hair. “Can’t help it, baby. First dates are serious.”

He looked over at the trembling kid in front of him, lightly chuckling before patting his shoulder.

“I’m just playing, kid. You guys have a good time tonight yeah? Take care of her.”

He chuckles, fist bumping the boy, now with a more relaxed look on his face.

“Have a good night princess, I love you, text me if you need anything.”

You watch your husband kiss your daughter on the head softly, your heart melting at the sight.

They headed out the door, Jae nervously glancing back until they were gone, the soft click of the door behind them.

Silence settled.

Warm. Familiar.

Jungkook sighed, sliding an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him as you leaned into his chest.

“First date already…” he murmured, pressing his lips into your hair. “Feels like yesterday I was dragging you into underground fights and confessing in the stupidest way possible.”

You chuckled, turning to look up at him. “Still the best confession I ever heard.”

“Still the best fight I ever won,” he whispered, eyes soft.

His thumb brushed gently along your jaw — and he leaned in, pressing a slow, quiet kiss to your lips.

“Worth every bruise,” he breathed against you.

“Worth every scar,” you whispered back, smiling.

And just like in the ring all those years ago…

Neither of you ever planned to stop fighting.

For this life.

For this love.

For each other.

a/n : okay highkey- why am I proud of myself for this…. also is it obvious I LOVEEEEE making jimin the matchmaker/the one that’s always their #1 supporter 😐 Anyways I hope you loved this one lovelies mwah mwah xx lmk what you think! 🥹

[deepspacenova]

A compilation of wholesome ZayneMC moments from Death and Rebirth to heal some of The Horrors™ I experienced

(Putting them all below the cut to avoid spoiling anyone xx)

1. MC being his designated cookie dispenser while he drives

2. Zayne wholly unbothered by the world maybe collapsing by her hand

3. Carrot juice being the equivalent of smelling salts for him

4. Hugging her from behind 🥹

5. Catching her before she falls kdrama style while laughing at her clumsiness

6. The ultimate undercover spy duo

7. Delivering the most scathing of set downs to their enemies

8. Always losing sleep over MC's health and well being

[youreyeson1y]

SIX— I BREATHED

cw — swearing, typos, ignore timestamps

STEAL THE SHOW. a kim seungmin smau

PREVIOUS < MASTERLIST > NEXT

MI’S NOTES — [17/10/2024] wow a lot has happened, GOLD is finally out and goddamn u better know im bangin my head to that choreo lol. im obsessed esp with bad girls r us and ofc vay!!! (changbin ate I’m afraid) (short rant coming up lolz — lovely runner & general update) and imaginary friend???? what. was that?!?! top #3 itzy songs im not even kidding I HOPE IT BLOWS UP BECAUSE DBASHDBH

also like small life update heh, when I first started w this, I was making these chs almost daily as I had a week off from school and nothing better to do (was surprised by my own consistency) but then just I had the biggest writer’s block after ch5 so i decided to take a break and I watched lovely runner these past two days !! (usually it takes a lot for me to finish a kdrama, but lr was the first time I binged watched a drama)

I was SIMPING UGH but could never be a bigger simp that sun jae (but I’ll be lying if I said that i didn’t have the biggest crush on the musician-playboy-bestie lolz like the seojun effect finally got me LIKE HES SUCH A CUTIE AND HIS SMILE?? AND THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT??? GOSH 😭😭😭) WHERE DO I FIND MEN LIKE SUN JAE OHMYGOD THEY DON’T MAKE THEM LIKE HIM ANYMORE IM AFRAID 🥲 both the men fr got me giggling and kicking my feet and shit, but the only difference is while musician-bestie guy would be like cocky and proud of himself for getting that reaction out of me, ik sunjae would be kicking his feet with me ohmygod he’s such a simp I’m getting flashbacks and falling in love w them all over again 😭😭 i’m so down bad (but could never compete w sunjae tho he set the standard for pining 🥲) i could really write an essay lol but I’ll stop for yalls sake 😮‍💨😍

and also this break gave me more confidence in my decision in getting a headstart by already making the first few chapters for this smau first before publishing it because I knew my ass could never enjoy a day-off without worrying about the next update and that’s how I wouldn’ve just felt obligated to update and lost my love for the story and feel burnt out and yeah… (can u guess I’ve given up on too many projects 😭)

anyway so that was me, sorry for the long ass a/n but just wanted to vent for a bit 🥲 past mimi signing off xx

SYNOPSIS — kang y/n’s focus was divided between the looming competition and the obnoxious and infuriating kim seungmin. his mocking and sarcastic online jabs sparked her retaliation, entertaining the university with their petty banter. but as their online repartee became routine, curiosity supplanted irritation, threatening her priorities and composure.

TAGLIST — open! (send in an ask to be added 🤍)

@babrieeee @starlostastronaut @charlieg1rl @queen-in-the-shadows @estella-novella @chocolateislife @saintcosette @yaniiiiism @gnabnahcbby @seungzmin @puppy-minnie @jeonginnieswifey @bookswillfindyouaway @keiizzx @hanniemylovelyquokka @jeonginplsholdmyhand

[thirstkanaphan]

An Ateez Fan Watches "Imitation" Ep. 4

Welcome back to my series where I watch the kdrama Imitation (2021) which stars Yunho, Jongho, San, and Seonghwa.

Here's my recap of Ep 1 and Eps 2+3. As a refresher, the show is set in the world of kpop idols. FL starts as a trainee with her good friends Yunho, San, and Seonghwa. They are aiming to debut with a small company. ML is an idol with a Big4-esque company alongside Jongho. There is an actual mystery plot and romance involving FL and ML (poor Yunho plays our SML), but I am mostly watching for our boys.

If you have been around Ateez you've probably heard Yunho go FINALLY NOW...IT'S MY TIME and wondered, what the fuck?

IT'S FROM THIS SHOW!

Okay, now to pick up where we left off...

FL is finally getting to make her debut years after her peers and she runs into SML Yunho and ML iforgethisname. Poor Yunho has been getting hints that FL is into someone else, but now he's coming face-to-face with his competition.

Yunho's character is a bit of a psycho (positive) and I love how much he holds back his rage to play the "nice guy" friend for our FL.

I also just wanted to put this shot of Seonghwa in a pink jumpsuit because he looks GOOD!

With SHAX (our Big4 group) unexpectedly performing today, the rookie and nugu groups are getting their time cut. Yunho is furious on behalf of FL. He BURSTS into the dressing room of ML to confront him. HE IS SO HOT!!!

Yunho reminds SHAX that they pledged not to perform in music shows to benefit their junior performers. For context, SPARKLING (Yunho, San, Seonghwa, and XX) have already released a couple of albums and this cb may be their last chance for success.

AND WE FINALLY GET THE SONG!! The song that has haunted me in this fandom...

IT'S SO BAD! AND YET SO CATCHY!

I love the little fuck-you smirk Yunho gives to ML while also agressively eye-flirting with FL

Moving along, FL has a successful debut and I just realized that FL's friend has a crush on Yunho so I'm hoping that when his SML hopes inevitably die, he at least finds love with this other cute girl.

But until that happens, here we have Yunho looking blissed out because FL said "You're the only one I have" which are POISONOUS words to say to a SML *shakes head*

btw, Seonghwa and San have had like two lines this entire episode but they look cute as hell

Unfortunately for Yunho, FL has booked an acting gig on the show starring ML, so cancel those plans! When the movie comes out, Yunho attends the premiere and is NOT PLEASED with what he sees:

Thus concludes episode 4!

[royaltysuite]

Tomorrow Kdrama Masterlist/Taglist

Here is the masterlist and taglist for all of my Tomorrow (Kdrama) works!!! If you would like to be added or removed from the taglist, feel free to let me know!!!

Masterlist

Park Jung-gil

Confessions, Jealous Much (NSFW), Opposites Attract, Behave Preview (NSFW), Behave! (NSFW), Naughty Naughty (NSFW), Need To Relax (NSFW),

Koo Ryeon

Soon To Come...

Lim Ryung-gu

Long Lost Lovers, Do You Remember Me?,

Choi Jun-woong

Soon To Come...

Drabbles

Soon To Come...

Imagines

ONE

Series

My Tomorrow Is With You... Series (Preview, Chapter One, )

Taglist

@kdrama-i-nation @heavenlycue @damonstefanendsn @ladywhistledownx @nobody-breaks-me @simpingpeople @peppermint-monster @yoongicatcat @hufflepuffle97 @robertsbbygirl @misscofe @proudahgase-exol @delulu-4-idols @strawberryax0lotl @strwberryeclair @haechanni3 @sshoshou @whit3star @lavendersloane @steadynightmareobservation @ib026 @dripoftheseus @minxraven @hoshisgalaxy @tammykelly @xx-starlight @perfectninjadragon @quailbagutte @the-elf33

[make-me-imagine]

Fandoms List Update

I know I don't really write on this blog much anymore, BUT I have recently watched Bloodhounds, and love it. I love Geon Woo and Woojin (and Woo Do Hwan in general). So, I am adding Bloodhounds to my fandoms list - I will write for either Geon-Woo and/or Woojin.

I don't think there is anyone that follows me that is interested in this show, but if there is and you are seeing this, ignore what it says in my bio and ask box you can send in requests for Bloodhounds if you want.

(Requests Rules) (Prompts)

If anyone is interested in me adding other KDramas to my list let me know. I was never sure if it was something people would be interested in, but it's like all I've been watching recently lmao.

I love them

xx

[joonok]

What r ur list of Rohcest pairs? U can even rank them if u went teehee, heres mine ( this is like a daehong harem atp, Im not mentioning every ship w Daehong in it but every single rohverse character is dating or has dated Daehong at some point )

1. Daehong x Hansoo ( mafia x detective awww )

2. Daehong x Geunmo x Seowan ( cmon civil officers r cute tgt ) bonus the guy from DP

3. DAEHONG X HANSOO X JOONOK YES 2 MALEWIVES X GENDERFLUID GIRLBOSS

4. Namgyu x Daehong ( hot take they have a better chance than Sangmin x Daehong )

5. Namgyu x Sangmin ( yes make them more evil tgt )

A few other minor ships that cant rlly be ranked

Hansoo x baby bathtub ( listen its time accurate )

Seowan x that one convenience store commercial guy ( cuz they both work there ykyk ill try to find it )

Hansoo x time traveller music video guy ( yk what Im talking abt. Imagine him time travelling n meeting Hansoo )

SEOWAN X MY DADDY IS AN ALIEN ( THEY WOULD FEED INTO EACHOTHERS DELUSIONS )

SANGMIN X THE XX KDRAMA CHEATING DUDE TOO LOOK THEYRE BOTH CHEATEDS

Joonok x time traveller singing guy cmon they can have a duet

SO SORRY FOR THE LONG LIST

putting a cut here because the ask itself is already long🙏

OKAY SO im probably not going into too much depth here but thats okay my brain is starting to not function #caffeineOD

okay im gonna have to go with namgyu x daehong SOLELY because theyre my faves🙏also the whole "daehong can absolutely fix him" like he WOULD especially with what rjw had said about namgyu, with him just wanting to be acknowledged. daehong can do that and MORE

joonok x namgyu. again because theyre my favorites but ALSO t4t, mtf x ftm oowueheh

YOUVE OPENED MY EYES TO HANSOO X BABY BATHTUB CHARACTER I DONT CARE HE DOESN'T HAVE A NAME ITS TIME ACCURATE I LVOE IT

i never thought of seowan x daehong(or geunmo) likd that, i lowk forgot about the civil service thing but WOWAH I LOVE IT

hear me out, sangmin and seowan. i feel like sangmin would really just be pure evil, like.. hed be meaaaannn and probably entertain seowans delusions💔 toxic yaoi for the win i guess

okay i still havent fully sat through uncle samsik, but hansoo x joonok is APPEALING like okay, mafia boss and his eye candy👀

[loserlvrss]

requests : smut ( ‘04+ only ), fluff, angst, platonic; headcanons, texts, smau, drabbles, short stories, etc. for 𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓌 ⬎

atz, nct, le sserafim, svt, tbz, &team, enhypen, skz, cravity, trendz, nct, xdinary heroes, p1h, zb1, riize, bnd, evnne, one pact, aespa, ampers&one, verivery, txt, ive, bts, monsta x, oneus, miscellaneous (kdrama actors, soloists, etc).

ps. im a double major & chronically ill. i write during MY free time so, if i dont get to it, please be respectful xx

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[imsailorpluto]

Marry My Husband is so good, I can't even find a single thing that I dislike about it (except for the daily pass, but that's a whole other subject). Basically, it's supposed to be a romance and it is to some level, but the romantic storyline is kind of mild, which I really really enjoyed. So if you want to read it for the lovey-dovey content, skip this one. The main character, Jiwon, is trying to get things right the entire time and make it work since she got another chance in life, fighting the vile people who did her and the people she cares about so much harm. That's the main focus of the entire story. Some characters even end up dead and some behind the bars. It's leaning towards a crimi-comic pretty hard. What surprised me is how the author portrayed the mean characters as never changing, going for extremes to accomplish their intentions. And sometimes, it really is like that irl too, people just don't know when enough is enough, digging a deeper hole with each passing day. Well, I won't reveal too much, there's a drama under the same name that's trending these days all over kdrama sites and I've seen some GIFs around here too. And as much as I like them, I think I'll be skipping the drama as I want to avoid disappointment after fully enjoying the web comic from beginning to end.

Before I forget, there are even a few spin-off episodes, which I still haven't read, but I couldn't wait any longer to type-type-type this tiny update.

Ps. Hope you're all having a peaceful weekend. Today, I finally gathered some willpower to take down the Christmas decorations. I enjoyed all the glitter and warm lights sooo much, haha, it was an instant mood-booster in the evenings. Well, now I can't wait for spring. I'm glad the day light is starting to get longer, finally ^^

Till next time,

Sailor Pluto

xx

[beluluvssvt]

belu-log #2

Lazy days Half-terms just got over, have literally nothing to do. Not even want to do anything tbh. Two of my teachers are apparently leaving school, going to miss them but okay happy for them. Seventeen comeback in October??! very enthralled. Just finished watching Heartstopper season 3- and OH MY GOD- Tao and Elle might be the death of me. and don't even get me started on Nick and Charlie- they're so SO cutee. I need recommendations on what to watch though, since i am kinda very much idle these days. (anything works for me from kdramas to random shows) beluga xx

[setediconoscenza]

I am usually okay with changes if I have read the webtoon/novel prior to the kdrama but I am not sure I'm liking them adding the bob haired girl and the implication that she is Seoha's mom, I don't think it's useful at the end and it is only more angst and I want only happy moments

Also [spoiler] they're changing a bit the way to end the cycle, right? Or do you think they will still be following the webtoon and have Jieum and xx reconnect?

[dearreaderblog]

Lista de k-dramas para você curtir!! ;)

Vamos começar a lista com meu top 5:

Little women (as três irmãs) - 10000000/10 Esse drama é simplesmente espetácular!!! deveria ser mais falado na dramaland. Uma coisa que eu sempre falo quando recomendo esse kdrama é: se você for assistir, em hipótese alguma pesquise sobre ele. Esse dorama ele só fica bom se você for pego de surpresa, até pq se você for pesquisar sobre ele vai acabar recebendo o MAIOR plot twist do drama antes do tempo e vai perder a graça (experiência própia)

Green mothers club (clube das mães verde) - 10000000/10 Incrível também!! sou bem suspeita a falar desse dorama pois é o meu favorito e já assisti umas 4x mas digo uma coisa: VALE A PENA VER!!!!

True beauty (beleza verdadeira) - 20/10 Muito bom!! é bem clichê, um clássico para passar a tarde assistindo e a história desse dorama é muito boa e comovente, vejam.

The glory (a lição) - 300000/10 História dos personagens super bem feita, sem furos de roteiro, sem enrolações, atuações incríveis... Simplesmente IMPECAVÉL!! um dos melhores kdramas de vigança que já assisti (dps de little women).

Crash landing on you (pousando no amor) - 100000/10 O clássico da dramaland, impossível algum dorameiro não já ter visto esse drama atemporal, ele vale toda a fama que tem viu?! vejam esse aqui.

Bom, para começar vão ser só esses 5 pq a lista é imensa (juro, tem 130 doramas nessa lista) enfim, todos os sábados as 10:00h irei liberar 8 doramas da lista para vocês, de início vão ser os que eu já vi e depois lanço os que ainda não vi. Espero que tenham gostado e curtam muito os doramas! BYE BYE XX

[whywontuluvme]

Hi, I'm S. I've decided to turn this into my kdrama side blog cos my main is too depressing and reads more like a diary lol. I'm 21 and currently attending Uni, studying Law. I read in my spare time when I'm not binging kdramas. Been watching since 2018! Would love to meet like minded folks!

Current watching:

Marry My Husband (2024) [3/16]

Behind Your Touch (2023) [10/16]

Call it Love (2022) [14/16]

Revolutionary Sisters (2021) [13/50]

Taxi Driver (2021) [5/16]

Sweet Home (2020) [17/18]

The Uncanny Counter (2020) [14/28]

Want to watch:

Bloodhound (2023)

Call it Love (2023)*

Family: The Unbreakable Bond (2023)

Moon in the Day (2023)*

My Lovely Boxer (2023)*

Perfect Marriage Revenge (2023)

Tell Me That You Love Me (2023)*

The Good Bad Mother (2023)*

Twinkling Watermelon (2023)*

First Responders (2022)

Island (2022)

Link: Eat, Love, Kill (2022)

Pachinko (2022)

Seasons of Blossom (2022)

Taxi Driver (2021)

The Veil (2021)

A Piece of Your Mind (2020)

Lovestruck in the City (2020)*

The Uncanny Counter (2020)

When My Love Blooms (2020)

It's Okay, That's Love (2014)

Fav kdramas of all time:

Moving (2023)

My Liberation Notes (2022)

Mad for Each Other (2021)

Hi Bye Mama (2020)

Angel's last mission: Love (2019)

Doctor John (2019)

Are you Human? (2018)

My Mister (2018)

Strong girl Bong Soon (2017)

Goblin (2016)

Hwarang (2016)

Scarlet Hearts (2016)

Feel free to interact or dm.

Really need to make some friends who enjoy watching kdramas.

Also minors can interact but please don't dm xx