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kpophours · 6 years ago

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Love Lessons

➵ A.C.E: (Gryffindor) Yuchan x fem. (Ravenclaw) reader / one shot, Hogwarts AU / fluff

➵ warnings: none

➵ word count: 3.7k

➵ series: Donghun, Sehyoon, Yuchan

You are nervous.

Not that you’d ever admit it - but you are.

Every few seconds, your gaze wanders towards the big clock hanging above the doorway, but time is moving almost painfully slow today. Chan isn’t late yet, but you are (as always) way too early for your meeting - a private tutoring lesson. It’s good manners - or at least, that’s what your parents taught you when you were a child.

The Great Hall isn’t overly crowded today, which is no wonder - it’s Saturday and most students are on their way to Hogsmeade, while the younger ones are hauled up in their common rooms or outside, exploring the Hogwarts’ grounds. But earlier this week, you had agreed to help a fellow classmate with his Potions assignment, after an older Gryffindor asked you to.

You don’t mind, especially not when she had told you that it was none other than Kang Yuchan - better known as Chan - who needed your help. You’re actually in the same year, but only share one class with one another. But still, almost everyone knows Chan. He’s a very well-liked Gryffindor, always smiling and just... generally being adorable. He’s also one of Gryffindor’s beaters, so more than just a few girls (and probably some boys, too) swoon over him, some even following him to his different classes - which is ridiculous, in your opinion. While he doesn’t really seem to mind the attention, he also doesn’t directly engage with any of them.

Well and if you’re being completely honest… you might also have the teeniest of crushes on him. Which also explains the nervous state you’re in at the moment. The prospect of spending the entire afternoon in the sole company of one Kang Yuchan is making your heart flutter.

You just hope you won’t make a fool out of yourself. You tend to be awkward around too many people, especially ones from other houses. Around your fellow Ravenclaws, you know you can be your geeky self and throw around random knowledge without having to fear being called a “nerd” or “know-it-all”. With the other Houses though? That’s a whole different story. Especially the Slytherins usually have all kind of mean names for Ravenclaws.

“So sorry I’m late, I got lost on my way! One of the stairs moved all of the sudden and then I was in a totally different hallway again and then I almost ran into Mrs. Norris - and I’m really not the biggest fan of her, but who is, right? But well, I finally made it, so tadaa!”

You can’t help but break into a smile when Chan breathlessly rattles down his apology while sliding onto the chair beside you, his arm brushing yours in the process. There’s a pink flush covering his cheeks and his dark eyes twinkle when he smiles at you, his expression a little shy.

“Oh, no problem, you’re actually not late - I’m just early, as always.”, you reassure him and begin to shuffle through some papers in front of you to give your trembling hands something to do.

“I’m Chan, by the way.”, he introduces himself, ducking his head, cheeks flushing even more.

You grin, already feeling a bit bolder thanks to his own nervousness. “I know - I’m Y/N.”

“Thank you again for agreeing to tutor me! I know you probably have loads of other things to do, so I really appreciate you helping me!”

You notice that he talks very fast, almost stumbling over his own words - maybe that too is a sign of his nervousness. You sigh inwardly, silently cursing him for being so effortlessly adorable all the time.

“It’s no problem, I just hope I can actually help you.”, you answer in a soothing voice, which results in him raising both eyebrows.

“You helped someone older with Potions already, so I’m sure this topic won’t be a problem at all.”, he replies, actually sounding a bit confused, and you try to suppress your grin.

“Maybe not the topic, but what about the student?”

He blinks a few times before beginning to giggle. You can’t help but laugh yourself, glad he doesn’t mind your slight teasing.

“I swear I will try my best.”, he finally answers before taking out a quill, ink and parchment. Then, he looks at you with big, curious eyes, “So, where do we start?”

You drop one of the thick books you got from the library earlier that day on top of his parchment. “With Chapter three - first lesson: Love Potions.”

As you quickly find out, Chan is a very diligent student. Your study sessions continue for a few weeks, but quickly turn into more than “just” study sessions: he asks you all kind of questions about yourself, wanting to know more about you, your interests as well as your family and friends. He’s easy to talk to, and you don’t mind him asking all those questions - you’re usually a bit more reserved when getting to know new people, but Chan makes it easy to open up to. He also tells you a lot about himself, and you can’t help but begin to really like him. He’s not only the bright, cheerful boy he lets everyone see, but also someone who likes to have long, profound conversations, someone who deeply cares about the people around him.

You often find yourself exploring the Hogwarts’ grounds at his side, all while talking about a variety of different topics.

Today, you’re talking about Muggles.

“So, you actually don’t know any Muggle personally?”, you ask him again - still a bit dumbfounded about this revelation. Chan just shrugs and pulls his Gryffindor scarf more tightly round his neck. His hair is windswept and the tip of his nose slightly red due to the cold afternoon air. He looks adorable, and you have to keep yourself from cuddling up to him, even though you feel the cold creeping under your dark, heavy robes as well.

“I mean, everyone in my family is either a wizard or witch - plus I grew up in a completely magical town, so I never really got the chance to meet any Muggles?”, he explains, actually sounding a bit sad about this.

“Mhm.”, you make, nodding carefully, “That does make sense. My mom is a witch and my dad a Muggle, so I was always surrounded by a lot of Muggles thanks to my dad’s side of the family.”

“Do they know about your mom and you being witches?”, Chan asks curiously, his dark eyes glowing almost golden in the setting sun.

You shake your head. “No, they think I’m at a normal boarding school in Scotland. My grandparents actually weren’t too happy about me being so far away, but my parents explained that I’d be able to get the best education ever, which will then obviously result in me having the best chances at getting the best jobs after graduation aaaand so on and so on. In the end, they accepted it - but that doesn’t stop them from giving my mom the stink eye every time they see her. They’re still blaming her for me being that far away.”, you explain, sighing deeply.

The young man at your side nods. “Family.”, he says wistfully, and you grin before repeating, in a kind of exasperated manner: “Family.”

Before reaching the Dark Forest, you both turn around again, the giant castle looking even more impressive in the light of the slowly setting sun. “It’s beautiful.”, you whisper, eyes big and round with awe.

Chan sighs dreamily. “So beautiful.”

When you look at him, you see him gazing at you, not the castle. He flushes and clears his throat, gesturing towards the remarkable stone building. “The most beautiful castle in the world.”

You giggle at his antics and tug at his robes to pull him with you and away from the Dark Forest again. “Let’s get back before we miss dinner again.”, you say teasingly and he pouts at you.

“It was not my fault we missed it yesterday! You were the one who desperately wanted to go by the Greenhouses to see if the rumor about Professor Longbottom having cultivated new mandrakes was true.”

You shrug. “I know, and it was totally worth it.”, you reply, a smile tugging at your lips. Chan playfully ruffles your hair. “Nerd.”, he murmurs affectionately and quickly runs away when you try to tickle him, but you’re already hot on his heels.

“I’m not a nerd!”, you yell breathlessly while chasing him towards the shore of the Great Lake, “So better take that back before I hex you!” You’re just teasing of course, but Chan holds up both hands in mock surrender nevertheless.

“I take it back! Please don’t hex your only non-Ravenclaw, non-nerdy friend.”, he pleads while trying to snatch your wand from you.

The playful combat between you two finally causes you to slip on the muddy grass. With a yelp, you fall backwards and quickly hold onto Chan as if your life depended on it, thus pulling him with you towards the ground. With a dull thump, you land on your back with the tall Gryffindor on top of you, your faces just inches apart, noses almost touching. You stare at one another, wide-eyed and breathless.

Time seems to be stretching endlessly while you look into his dark eyes.

When his gaze flickers to your lips, your breath hitches and that does it for him - he unfreezes and jumps up, both cheeks now sporting a dark blush. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”, he asks, reaching out one hand towards you to pull you from the ground.

You ignore it and stand up by yourself, brushing off our robes while avoiding his gaze. “Yeah, I’m fine.”, you mumble, trying to ignore how hot your entire body feels, “Let’s just… go back to the castle.”

Chan simply nods, and you both stay silent until you’ve reached the entrance hall. You feel ashamed for thinking that the handsome Gryffindor was maybe… just maybe feeling something more than just friendship for you. Because without wanting to, you have fallen for him, hard and fast. And his rejection just now hurts. It hurts so badly, you almost choke on your own unshed tears. Maybe it’s ridiculous to think he could fall for you - he’s well-liked by the Professors and students alike. He’s a Gryffindor beater. He is bright and talkative and adorable. And you are… well, just you.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?”, Chan asks, voice a bit uncertain when he sees you immediately making your way towards the Ravenclaw table upon entering the Great Hall.

You look back at him and smile half-heartedly. “Sure.”, you mumble, quickly shuffling over to the Ravenclaw table. Quietly sliding onto the bench, you fill your platter with roast beef, potatoes and grilled vegetables, ignoring the questioning looks some of your friends are sending your way. You just continue to eat in silence, trying to ignore the dull pain inside your heart.

You don’t see Chan the next day - or the day after.

But only because you are avoiding him.

You know it’s cowardly of you - but well, what can you say? You didn’t get sorted into Gryffindor for a reason.

Still, you feel kind of bad when he spots you on your way to class, waving excitedly until he notices that you quickly advert your eyes and turn away from him, getting lost in the mass of students pouring out of the different classrooms. You’re unable to forget the heartbroken look on his face for the rest of the day.

And the thing is, sooner rather than later you’ll have to face Chan again. After all, you do share one class: Divination. It’s definitely not your favorite subject, but you took it out of interest, and now you’re too proud to drop it. Still, so far you haven’t gained any real knowledge from reading some wet tea leaves or absent-mindedly staring into a crystal ball. The only thing you’ve gained is a mean headache - probably from all the different incense sticks Professor Trelawny insists on burning before and during every lesson.

Today is no different: the dimly lit room feels stuffy and too hot, even on this cold Winter day. Thanks to the sickly sweet smell of the incense sticks, you can already feel the beginning of another pounding headache. Right now, you curse yourself for not having had the guts to just drop this damned subject so far. Maybe you’ll finally do it next year. You look around for Mina, a fellow Ravenclaw and the only one out of your group of friends that decided to stick to Divination as well, but she’s not here yet. Instead, someone else is already sitting in her seat.

When you spot Chan’s dark hair and sharp jawline, you groan inwardly,

He can’t be serious!

For a second, you contemplate just skipping this lesson, but the Ravenclaw in you already grimaces at the mere thought of cutting class, so you finally relent and just take your usual seat.

Beside Chan.

The smile on his face is bright, but you see right through it - he’s hurt, even though he tries his best not to show it.

“Hi.”, you mumble while opening your bag and pretending to concentrate on finding some parchment, your favorite quill and an ink pot.

“Hey.”, Chan says back, just as quietly. You don’t think you’ve ever heard him use such a low voice before, he’s always so energetic and excited about everything that he can’t seem to keep his voice down.

You clear your throat, still not looking at him.

“Can we... - can we maybe talk? After class?”, he finally asks, and you close your eyes for a second before nodding curtly, thankful that Professor Trelawny is asking the class to calm down so she can start today’s lesson.

Out of all your lessons, Divination usually feels like it’s dragging on endlessly - but today, class seems to be over in the blink of an eye. You wish you could just apparate out of the class room and flee from this conversation, but you know that’s impossible. Because no one can actually apparate inside of Hogwarts.… Well, and you also haven’t taken your apparition test yet.

So, the only thing left for you to do is actually talk to the Gryffindor, who has already finished packing his things and is now looking at you expectantly. You bite the inside of your cheek, sigh deeply and hoist your bag on one shoulder. “Let’s go.”, you say, sounding a little defeated. Chan just raises one eyebrow and presses his lips together, a hurt expression crossing his face for a few seconds.

You don’t want to hurt him, of course you don’t, but you also want to protect yourself from experiencing more emotional turmoil. So showing him the cold shoulder had been the best way to ensure that. But right now, your heart actually hurts even more due to his sad expression.

“When’s your next class starting?”, Chan asks, trying his best to sound cheerful while he walks beside you.

“Oh, I have a free period now. I wanted to start studying for the Potions test next week. So I’m going to the library, I guess?”, you answer, trying to sound normal or at least indifferent.

“Okay, let me walk you.”

You just nod, and you both fall silent again.

Your bag, heavy with way too many books, slips from your shoulder and you quickly switch sides, hoisting it back up on your left shoulder this time - now it functions as a kind of barrier between you and the tall Gryffindor. Chan observes you out of the corner of his eye before reaching out one hand. “Let me carry that for you.” His tone is suddenly way more commanding than you’re used to, so you simply hand over your bag before actually realizing what you’re doing.

“Thank you.”, you mumble politely, face already beginning to feel hot again.

“So… Care to explain why you’ve been avoiding me like the plague these last few days?”, he finally asks, and by now, you know him well enough to recognize the hurt in his voice, even though he tries his best to sound indifferent. Without realizing you quicken your steps, the library not too far away anymore. Just around this corner and you’ll be free of him and this conversation. Before you’re able to round said corner though, Chan gently grabs your arm and pulls you around to face him. You look up, caught in his warm, dark eyes, breath hitching. Again, his gaze flickers from your eyes to your lips and back again.

“I - I haven’t been avoiding you.”, you lie weakly, trying to free your arm, but he doesn’t let go yet.

“Don’t lie to me.”, Chan says, voice dark and low - all of the sudden, he doesn’t seem as adorable anymore.

Some of the other students walking towards the library give you some questioning looks, some giggling or grinning openly at you. You guess you two do look very cozy right now, faces only inches apart, Chan’s hand still wrapped around your arm. The Gryffindor seems to notice the stares as well, eyes quickly darting around before settling on one of the tapestries hanging in the hallway.

“Let’s go.”, he simply says, already tugging you with him and through said tapestry - which obviously isn’t a real tapestry at all and just enchanted to look like one.

“I - how do you know about this?”, you ask, a bit stunned and in awe. You’re standing in a dark passageway now, Chan already murmuring a quick Lumos. He’s still standing way to close to your liking, and inside this small passageway, his body feels like it’s almost looming over yours.

“The Weasleys and Potters.”, Chan simply states, shrugging, “They often use this one and took me with them once.”

“Mhm.”, you just hum and look around the narrow passageway just to avoid looking at him.

“Y/N.”

You finally gaze up at him.

He’s biting his bottom lip while shifting from one foot to the other. “Why are you avoiding me?”

You sigh, fiddling with the blue tie around your neck, loosening it a bit. “I- uh… I just - didn’t want things to get awkward between us.”, you finally answer, clearing your throat and gazing down at your black boots.

“What… what do you mean?” Chan actually sounds confused.

You sigh again. “Isn’t it obvious?”, you ask and cross both arms in front of your chest, gazing up at him.

He blinks a few times. “I- I thought that I wasn’t obvious about it, no. I’m sorry, I just… I really care about our friendship and definitely don’t want to ruin it! I totally get if you want to continue avoiding me - but… well, I would hate to lose you like that! I just can’t... turn off my own feelings.”

Now you’re the one to blink at him. “What are you talking about?!”

“I mean, I get that you don’t like me like that - you’re kind and funny and beautiful and just so, so smart and I’m just… well, I’m just me, so…”

“Yuchan, what the hell are you talking about?!”, you interrupt him, still uncertain if you heard him correctly.

He groans, pushing one hand through his dark hair. “I’m talking about my huge, ridiculous crush on you!”, he finally spits out, flushing scarlet but still managing to look somewhat defiantly.

“You - you have a crush?! On me?!”, you repeat, mouth actually falling open.

Now, he does look a little uncomfortable. “I - yes? I thought… it was kind of obvious? I mean… that’s why you’ve been avoiding me? Right?” Now he’s the one to cross both arms in front of his chest, nervous all of the sudden.

You can’t help but break into a smile, and you hear his breath hitching. “God, you’re an idiot!”, you exclaim, actually giggling a bit, “I was avoiding you because I have a huge, ridiculous crush on you!”

For a few seconds, you’re both silent, just gaping at each other.

Then - finally - Chan’s whole face lights up, his dark eyes forming little crescents when he begins to smile at you. “Aren’t you supposed to be the smart one?! How come you didn’t figure this out earlier?”, he chuckles before raising one hand to gently cup your cheek.

You step closer and gaze into his dark eyes, your arms sliding around his waist to hug him. “Well, aren’t you the brave one? How come you didn’t confess earlier?”, you tease back, and he giggles.

“Touché.”

With that, he lowers his head towards yours, his lips gently moving against yours. You sigh and let him slip his tongue into your mouth, closing your eyes and sinking into his embrace.

When you break apart again, you can’t help but smile at him, the expression mirrored on his face.

“So, I guess during the next Quidditch match you’ll be cheering for Gryffindor now, huh?”, Chan says, eyes glinting mischievously, and you snort.

“Hah, never - Ravenclaw will kick your butt.”

He chuckles at that, pulling you close and kissing the top of your head. “We’ll see, I guess. Either way, I hope you’ll continue to give me loads of private tutoring lessons.”, he murmurs into your ear, voice suggestive, and you roll your eyes before shoving him playfully.

“I don’t know if you’ll be able to afford all those lessons.”, you shoot back, and Yuchan grabs your hand to pull you close again.

“Well, I can thankfully provide you with the best currency ever: my kisses.”, he proclaims happily, and you can’t help but giggle again, hiding your face in his chest.

“That actually does sound like an adequate payment.”, you mumble while he slides both arms around you, humming approvingly.

He nods. “What can I say, sometimes even us Gryffindors manage to have a good idea.”

“Yeah… only sometimes though.”

You’re already out of his embrace and dashing towards the library before he even manages to register the meaning behind your words.

When he does though, he tries to get his revenge by tickling you.

Thanks to that, Mrs. Pince throws you both out of the library, darkly mumbling something about all the lovesick students she has to handle at the moment.

You find you don’t even mind the one-week-long ban from the library.

... Because Chan’s beautiful laugh and happy expression are definitely more than worth it.

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kpop-reacting · 6 years ago

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can you do a fluff scenario with ace's chan pls?

A/N: Oh boy. I’m so sorry it took me so long to write this. I have no idea why it took me so long to come up with an idea for this. Also there is a serious lack of Chan gifs on here.

Gifs not mine, credit to owners.

Angel

Ah the weekend. After a stressful and tiring week at work/school nothing sounded better to you than two days of sleeping in and relaxing. Unfortunately, when you woke up on Saturday morning you knew mother nature had other plans for you. You groan in pain and get up to find some painkillers and a hot water bottle.

You spend the next few hours on the couch trying to distract yourself with a drama. For some reason the painkillers just aren’t working. At around 4pm you get a call from Chan.

“Hey baby! How’s your day been so far? I know you’ve been looking forward to relaxing.” He asks cheerfully.

You go to answer just as a wave of pain hits you. “Ugh” you groan and curl into a ball.

“Oh no. Are you ok?” He asked worriedly.

“Not really. I’m in serious pain, but you know what else is new? I’m never allowed to relax without something going wrong!” You start to shout at the end.

“Ah.” He says knowing instantly that you are on your period. “Do you want me to come over after practice? I can be at your place in about an hour and a half.”

“Yes please come over I miss you.” You say in a small voice with a pout on your face.

“Ok baby. I will see you soon.” He says with a chuckle.

You turn your focus back to the tv, but you soon fall asleep. Just as he promised, Chan shows up an hour and a half later with a bag in hand. He knocks on the door, but when there’s no answer he just uses his key to let himself in. He walks over to the couch and sees you sleeping in the fetal position. He places the bag on the coffee table and leans down to kiss your forehead which wakes you up. You squint and look over at Chan who has a small smile on his face.

“When did you get here?” You ask with a grimace as you feel another wave of pain hit you.

“Just now.” He replies, sitting next to you as you move over. “Here, I bought some stuff for you.” He grabs the bag and pulls out a box of extra strength painkillers, chocolate, and a bag of chips.

“How did you even know?’ You ask in shock.

“What kind of boyfriend would I be if I couldn’t tell when you’re on your period.” He says as he hands you a painkiller and some water.

You take the pill and pout at him. “You’re too good for me.”

“That might just be true.” He jokes causing you to lightly smack his arm. “Want to watch a movie?”

“Sure, but you pick. I’m tired of trying to find something.” You say passing the remote to him.

When he decides on a movie you both lie down on the couch with you being the little spoon. He grabs the hot water bottle that he reheated and holds it to your stomach.

After what feels like forever, your pain disappears and Chan goes from holding the water bottle to playing with your hair. You feel yourself start to fall asleep.

“Thank you Chan.” You whisper.

“Hmm, for what?” He asks holding you tighter.

“For taking care of me.”

“Aw baby you don’t have to thank me for that. I hate seeing you in pain.” He notices that you have fallen asleep and kisses your cheek lightly. “Sweet dreams angel.”

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blu-joons · 3 years ago

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When He Surprises You During His Enlistment ~ A.C.E Reaction

Donghun:

Your eyes lit up as you noticed your phone buzzing beside you, answering the call as soon as you noticed Donghun’s name on the screen.

“What are your plans today?” He asked you as soon as you greeted him, glancing up at your apartment from the bottom of the block. “Are you still at home or are you out somewhere?”

“I’m at home,” you responded suspiciously, “how come you’re so interested in my plans?”

Donghun laughed to himself before replying to you, “if you’re at home then walk towards the kitchen window. When you’re there, I want you to look down.”

“What are you up to?” You sighed, following Donghun’s instructions as you walked towards the window before looking down, noticing someone staring up.

“Are you looking down? Can you see anything there?”

Your head shook in disbelief, “I guess you’re stood outside my apartment block to give me some plans for my day after all.”

“I can go back to base if you want me to,” Donghun teased.

“No way, I’m on my way down now.”

Wow:

It felt deflating for you as you arrived home, watching the last few hours of your birthday pass by as the night quickly began to draw in.

“Have you had a good day?” A voice asked you as you walked towards the window of your apartment to look out of the window, spotting a few individuals who walked around the streets.

“Hm,” you murmured, confused as to what was going on as you heard a voice around you.

Sehyoon chuckled as he watched your eyes flicker up before looking back out of the window. “Y/N,” he called out to you, watching the confusion on your face.

“W-who? What?” You quizzed, following the sound of the voice to see Sehyoon looking back at you with a wide smile on his face, his eyes following you as you moved.

“You didn’t think that I’d miss your birthday, did you?”

It took a moment for it to sink in for you that Sehyoon was looking back at you. “You’re not supposed to be here, you’re busy.”

“You just think I’m not supposed to be,” Sehyoon laughed.

“This is the best birthday gift ever.”

Jun:

You tried your best to ignore the hand that tapped on your shoulder as you listened to your friend, getting more and more frustrated with them.

“I think someone wants your attention,” one of your friends told you. You were unaware of who was behind you, assuming that just like usual it would be one of Junhee’s fans wanting you.

“I’m trying to…oh,” you trailed off as you turned around and saw who was wanting you.

You had never seen Junhee’s smile so wide as he watched you stand up from where you were sat. “Sorry to interrupt, but I thought there’d be room for one more.”

“You’re supposed to be with your mates on your day off,” you sighed, shaking your head back across to Junhee. “You’re not supposed to be here, what are you doing here?”

“I could be with my mates, or be with my best mate.”

You were flustered as Junhee walked towards you and pulled you into his side. “Has the military suddenly made you soppy now?”

“No, I’ve just missed you a lot,” Junhee quickly confessed.

“I’ve missed you so much more, Junhee.”

Byeongkwan:

A sharp intake of breath came from you as you walked through the front door and saw a familiar face stretched out across the length of your sofa.

“Welcome home,” Byeongkwan chuckled as he watched your expression turn up in surprise, blinking several times to make sure that you were really seeing what you thought you were seeing.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be busy?” You questioned, stuttering.

Byeongkwan nodded as he stood up and opened his arms out to you. “I’ve got a day off so I thought where would I like to go to spend my day? Here, of course.”

“You didn’t even tell me that you were coming,” you scolded, hitting your hand against Byeongkwan’s arm. “You could’ve messaged, the whole place is a mess right now Kwan.”

“I don’t care, I’m just happy that I’m here with you.”

You finally walked into Byeongkwan’s open arms and rested against his chest. “You might have to pinch me for a little while you know.”

“How about I just keep talking to you instead?” He jokingly offered.

“That definitely works well for me too.”

Chan:

Your smile was faint as you opened the door to your apartment to see Yuchan staring back at you, letting go of a chuckle as you stepped aside.

“I’m so bored,” Yuchan explained to you as you silently invited him into your apartment. “I keep going to call out to one of the boys in the dorm and then I remember they’re not here.”

“I keep telling you that you can move in here,” you reminded Yuchan, offering him a chuckle.

He hummed as he passed you by, kicking his shoes off. “I know, but I feel bad. It’s like you’re inviting me to stay because you feel sorry for me being all by myself.”

“I’m offering because I want you here,” you corrected Yuchan as you closed the door, “I’d never say it to just feel sorry for you, I’m trying to give you a way out of feeling bored.”

“Would you really be happy to have me here with you?”

You couldn’t help but nudge Yuchan as he passed you by, “I wouldn’t ask you idiot if I wasn’t happy about the thought of you being here.”

“Hey, who are you calling an idiot?” Yuchan smirked as he met your eyes.

“You, stop fretting so much around me.”

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spacequokka · 2 years ago

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Page 205

Knowing is half the battle. Lies. Overthinking the situation is half the fucking battle and often leads to all out war. And right now you wished you could go back in time about fifteen minutes to nope out of the current conversation.

“I’m just saying,” Junhee shrugged and picked up his can of Coke, “it can’t hurt to try it out. Just a week—seven days.”

Yuchan forced a laugh. “Come on. We’d kill each other by day two. I’m not her type. She’s into gym rats and Instagram thots.”

“Excuse you? Where the fuck did you get that impression?”

“See? This is a good example.” Junhee stood up. “Neither of you know the other as nearly as well as you think. Everyone else sees how good you’d be together, so for just for one week, why not try dating? None of the squabbling and insults. An honest effort to be a couple. Then you can reassess your feelings and see how you want to behave.”

A week. It was insane—

“I mean, I could do it.” Yuchan glanced at you. “But I doubt she’d last that long.”

“I’d do it just to spite you.”

“That sounds like an agreement!” Junhee clapped. “Alright, shake on it. Boyfriend and girlfriend until this time next week.”

Your face fell once the words sunk in. Yuchan turned to you and stuck out his hand. Really, you could’ve just walked out, but you knew doing so would only give him something to brag about. Your hand trembled as it grasped his and you shook. Before you could pull it back, Yuchan flipped your hands over and pressed his warm, chapped lips to the back of yours.

“The pleasure will be all mine, sweetness.”

#a.c.e drabbles #a.c.e fluff #yuchan x reader #yuchan x you #chan x reader #chan x you #yuchan fluff #chan fluff #a.c.e scenarios #a.c.e imagines #based on a true story #i've done a lot of stupid shit #dating a crush/enemy was one of them #rating: pg-13

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femdomlieeh · 4 years ago

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Pulling them into your lap in front of friends

Subby!A.C.E x Dom!Reader

WARNING—pda ✧ (playful) teasing ✧ titles/ pet names

NOW PLAYING—Best of My Love ✧ The Emotions

[A/N.] only fluff this month lmao

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𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒆 (𝑗𝑢𝑛)

Junhee would be so embarrassed and proud at once. Embarrassed at the sudden act of affection in front of other people and proud at the courage you had. His natural instinct would be to become visibly flustered at the exposure, but at the same time love the attention from you. The fact that his girlfriend pulls him into her lap would make him feel like she's proud of being with him, and wants to show him off. It'd feel like it was your way of showing others that he's yours and that you love it. Prince wouldn't mind it at all, although he'd most likely get teased by his friends — he's already used to being teased by his members all the time so it isn't something foreign to him. This is a thing he'd love to get teased about. Sitting on Mommy's lap would be like sitting on his throne. Only Prince Junhee belongs there.

His face became red and his smile widened when you pulled him into your lap in front of his friends and their salads.

The moment you whispered Babyboy — one of his favorite nicknames — in his ear he hid his face in your neck, embarrassed and warm.

“Mommy, please~” he pleaded in a sweet, small voice.

“Please what?”

He whined aloud, not sure what he actually wanted, and hid his face in your neck as a bad attempt to cover up his shyness.

In the future, he'll still act flustered with showing affection in front of friends, but in reality he loves doing it. Both claiming you him and his friends witnessing it will make him thrilled. Call him Babyboy in front of others all you want, he'll be giggly and proud that you show that he's yours.

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𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒏

Donghun would feel confident and immediately get cocky. Your move is to him a validation that you want him close to you and want to keep him there. And when it's for other people to see he knows that you're proud of being with him. With a bigger ego he'd say something to push it further, like calling you Mommy to see if you'll go as far as calling him Babyboy. If you don't he might get a little disappointed, but continue calling you Mommy until you give him what he wants. So when you do call him that, his satisfaction would be clearly evident in both his expression and actions as he smirks and gets touchier than before and addresses you as Mommy only. He'd be cute and soft the whole day to emphasize that he likes it.

“Mommy,” he said out loud shamelessly on your lap.

“Yes, Babyboy?”

“Nothing,” he giggled, only wanting to hear you call him that, and kissed your cheek right in front of everyone.

Whenever he feels like it he'll straddle you, so he can hug you at the same time as he gives you affectionate kisses here and there, and then just rest his head on your shoulder, while you're facing either the TV or some familiar, embarrassed faces. The way he just makes his way towards you and plumps his butt on your lap with no care in the world will never fail to be mesmerizing. He's such a Mommy's Babyboy. But a savage one. Whispers of your name will be heard by you and only you, just to get you in your feelings in front of others without them knowing at all. You got his full attention and he's got yours.

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𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏 (𝑤𝑜𝑤)

Sehyoon's heart would skip a beat and his smile would make an appearance. This was the type of relationship he's always wanted so this would be a huge step of you for him. The way he views you would be completely different from before. In a good way. He would show his appreciation in a casual way to not make it seem like it's a big deal, even though it is for him, since he wants it to become a habit rather than a once-in-while type of thing. Although his actions might come off as a little cold this Angel would be blushing on the inside the entire time.

“Babyboy,” you put your hands on his muscular thighs as he was sitting on yours.

He smiled without looking at you, to not show his glee.

“Yes, Mommy,” he replied softly and put his head on your chest.

“I love you.”

“I love you more, Mommy.”

He'll call you Mommy in front of his friends and sit on you whenever you pull him into your lap, or ask him to sit there, because he's a good boy and he listens to your every command. Mommy knows best. Having the courage to initiate the cozy intimacy will be rare for this Angel as he wouldn't want to come off as too clingy. And he'll want to see how often you want it. Although he might not sit on your lap without you asking him to he'll still think it's one of his favorite things to do with you. If he ever does it in front of others out of the blue it's either because he's jealous and wants to mark his territory or because you've done it so many times that he finally feels comfortable to take the first step.

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𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒏

Byeongkwan would love it. No doubt. This is something he's wanted to do since before your relationship even began. Affection is — according to him — one of the best parts of a relationship, and so if his girlfriend isn't afraid of displaying it in public he'd feel relieved that you're both on the same page on the matter. He's a very loving guy and would want his partner to reciprocate what he gives. This action in particular is one that he likes a little bit more, since it feels safe and cozy. And when you add his nickname into the mix you have a soft Babyboy. He'd act all lovey-dovey and call you Mommy any chance he got. If he touches you more it's because he's happy with you and just wants to feel you.

You pulled him onto your thighs and left your hands on his, “My Babyboy.”

He comfortably rested his head in your neck with a joyful pout, “My Mommy.”

After a few minutes he might be snoring.

When you're casually sitting by yourself he'll come and change it. He'll sit on your lap more often than actual couches if you guys have company. His friends'll say something along the lines of 'There's legit two empty seats left' and he'll just shrug and ignore the dumb proposition. Of course he'll sit on you instead of a soft mattress clad in fabric. Mommy's thighs are softer. And the atmosphere between you is the softest you can possibly have when you're doing PDA in front of a group of friends. If you don't call him Babyboy he'll sulk and not answer until you address him correctly. If he's feeling extra he'll even ignore you. 'Has anyone seen my Mommy?'

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𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏 (𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛)

Yuchan would be so shy and cute a kitten would get jealous. His face would be blushing instantaneously and his smile would be on display in a split second. You'd be able to see in his eyes how much he likes it — which is a lot. His heart would flutter in love and he wouldn't be able to hide it. Babyboy probably didn't expect such an action in front of his friends and certainly not his title either. But showing everyone you're together would only make him cheerful and thankful for being with you. The blush'd never leave his face and neither would the smile. If his friends tease him about his shy antics he'd only use that as an excuse to hide in your chest or neck, and maybe stay there.

“Mommyyyyy, what are you doing to me?” he whined cutely so only you could hear, both happy and embarrassed.

“What do you mean, Babyboy?”

His face brightened up and he hid it in his hands, giggling to himself.

“Stop~” he blushed and hid in your safe embrace.

Soon he'd start sitting on your lap without you asking him or telling him to. More than less when you're alone, because it makes him feel adorable and loved. This fluffy boy will just randomly sit on your lap and give a quick peck on your skin, because he wants one in return. If you continue calling him Babyboy in front of his friends you'll probably notice how it lightens his face, since it's hard to not spot Chanshine. He will start initiating all types of intimate acts he can think of and get more comfortable with talking about you to other people. His happiness will grow in the process.

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❝ My life has a better meaning

Love has kissed me in a beautiful way ❞

—wanda hutchinson; 1977

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xofanfics · 4 years ago

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Selfish - Part 16

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Jun x Reader / Chan x Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary: You love them both and you’re torn. But…what if you didn’t have to choose?

You felt like Chan was avoiding you and you didn’t know why. He ended up changing his flight and staying in Jeju for an extra day, saying he wanted to spend more time with his family. You understood but it felt a little out of the blue. So you flew back to Seoul with Jun.

It’d been a week since you’d been back and you barely saw Chan. You’d eaten at a restaurant for dinner and he declined your invitation to sleep over at your house. He said that he had work to do but he’d never declined one of your invitations and, in the past, having to do work never stopped him from coming over. If anything, he’d just bring his laptop and books with him, at least wanting to be in your presence. But you didn’t want to complain or come off as petty over this. Chan must’ve just wanted more alone time. Maybe he was stressed about work or school or both. But part of you felt hurt because, normally, he’d always come to you during those times. Something changed but you weren’t sure what.

You weren’t going to lie, you’d been in a weird mood since. You hated feeling like he was mad at you or something. So, Jun suffered a bit too. And you felt bad that you couldn’t give him your all. And he knew that there was something off with you. The trip you thought was supposed to be relaxing ended up not being as relaxing as you would’ve hoped, especially given that Chan had joined unexpectedly. You supposed that it caused a little turbulence in your lives. Maybe you shouldn’t have said anything, you wondered. Maybe you should’ve just kept the trip as one with Jun. But, then again, it seemed like everyone had a good time. And you knew that Chan wasn’t there the whole time but you also knew he hadn’t seen his family in a while. It was hard to tell how everyone felt truly. Was this all just a facade?

It was nine o’clock and you knew that Chan was working at the cafe tonight. You figured you’d just show up with chocolate covered strawberries and hope that you could convince him to let you sleep over. You missed him and you missed falling asleep in his arms.

As you walked toward the cafe, you could see him through the window. There weren’t any customers at this point. He was wiping down the tables, from what you could see. And he looked handsome while doing it. He looked concentrated, his eyebrows furrowed the same way they did when he was frustrated or thinking. When you knocked on the glass, you could tell that he wasn’t expecting you. He took out his Airpods, surprised. He opened the door, letting you in before locking it again. “What are you doing here?” he asked, little to no emotion in his tone.

“I miss you,” you said, a little taken aback by his tone, or lack thereof, “and I wanted to see you. I feel like you’ve been avoiding me…”

Chan turned around, heading back toward the table he was cleaning. “You could’ve called me.”

“I wanted to surprise you...but it doesn’t seem like you’re happy to see me so maybe I’ll just go…” You took the box of chocolate covered strawberries out of your bag, placing it on the table. “Enjoy them.” You turned on your heel to leave and, just before you got to the lock, Chan’s hand was wrapped around your arm.

“Don’t go.”

Tears were starting to build up in your eyes. Chan was usually the one that always greeted you warmly, the one that always showered you with love and affection, the one who always seemed to know what you needed no matter the time or place. You bit your lip, trying to hold back the tears.

“Baby,” Chan said, frowning at the sight of you tearing up. “Please, I’m sorry…I’ve just been in this weird space lately. I don’t mean to take it out on you...”

You raised your brows. “What do you mean?”

“There’s just…something that happened to me recently that made me rethink things.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine.”

You shook your head. “You’re the happiest person I know…and I know when you’re not being honest with me.”

Chan looked down. “I know. I just…don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Does what happened have something to do with something I did?”

He shook his head. “No, no, it’s not that…''

To be honest, Chan was tired of keeping this secret. It was hardly his to be carrying on his shoulders like this. This was all Jun’s fault. Why was he the one to be suffering when Jun was the one living stress-free? Why was it that he was still protecting Jun like this? Chan was the one who was done dirty and he was sick of putting everyone else first. Even if you were hurt by this information, you deserved to know the truth and to not sleep next to someone who hadn’t been completely honest with you.

“So what is it, then?”

“I want to close up first. I’ll be done in five. We can talk as soon as I close the cafe.”

And within those few minutes, your mind started racing. You didn’t have the slightest clue what Chan wanted to talk about. It seemed like he was going through something and, on top of that, he’d even distanced himself from you. Did what he was going through have to do with something you did?

Chan closed up the cafe and locked the doors. “Okay, let’s go.” You started walking toward Chan’s building, which was about a ten minute walk from the cafe.

As you started walking around the corner, Chan said, “I haven’t been completely honest with you…” You bit your lip, expecting the worst. “Remember when I said I had family stuff to deal with in Jeju?” You nodded, unsure of where this conversation was heading. “That wasn’t true.”

“So why did you leave? I thought you were having a good time…”

“Well you know we’d all been drinking. Jun had been drinking the most and I saw that when he went over to the bar by himself. I went over to bring him back over to the dance floor with us while you were in the bathroom. He said some things that made me uncomfortable even though I was doing my best to be friendly and include him in everything…” Chan let out a sigh. “He implied that the only reason he agreed to me coming on the trip was to make you happy. He basically didn’t want me there. He got angry and told me that I’m your favorite and that he never gets time alone with you, which is ridiculous. The part that made me upset was the fact that he basically lied and put on this pretend act. If he wasn’t okay with it, he could’ve just been honest and said no. I-I don’t know how to feel. I can see him trying to push me out. I had to leave because I didn’t want to ruin the trip, so I kept my distance and let him have his time with you...which, I guess, was his plan. And it worked.”

Tears had been building up in Chan’s eyes as he told the story. He’d kept a lot of it in up until now and, honestly speaking, it felt nice to be able to be honest with you. He hated the situation that he was in. He felt more secure about being in this polyamorous relation ship with you and Jun but Jun didn’t seem to be okay with it at all. And it hurt him because he felt like Jun had basically pretended to be cordial with him. Chan wondered what you saw in him. What Jun did just seemed so...evil. Was Jun finally showing his true colors? Would you forgive him yet again?

You stopped him to pull him into a hug. “I...I didn’t know…”

“It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong, babe.” Those words were comforting and, with them, came a few tears. You could hear it. “Thank you for telling me...and for trying to protect me. You don’t have to hide things like that from me, I promise. I love you so much, Chan…”

He pulled away from you and you wiped his tears with your thumbs. He smiled and said, “I love you, too, Y/N…”

You left Chan’s house in the morning feeling a little confused and, by the time work was over, you still felt frustrated. You didn’t know what to think of the situation with Jun. It seemed like there was some turbulence in the relationship and you weren’t sure what to do next. Of course, you needed to bring this up with Jun. You couldn’t sit back and let this simmer on the back burner.

You opened the door to the nail salon. Na-Ri was there a little early, waiting for you. “Well, well, well, look who it is...The person I’ve hardly heard from since you got back.”

“Sorry,” you said, chuckling. “Things have been kinda crazy.”

The two of you checked in for your nail appointments and headed to the back of the salon to get your pedicures done. When you got settled and dipped your feet in the warm water, you turned to Na-Ri. “You won’t believe what I just found out...”

Na-Ri looked over, putting her phone down. “What’s up?”

“Remember when I said we went to dinner that first night in Jeju? The three of us? Well, everything was fine up until we went to dinner. That’s when things started getting a little weird. Actually, no, things were a little weird before that but I didn’t put two and two together at the time…I think it started when Jun fell asleep at the hotel. Me and Chan stayed up for a little bit and then we fell asleep, too. When I woke up Jun was gone and I think he might’ve been feeling jealous that me and Chan fell asleep together. Then he just got really...drunk at dinner. If we had ordered another bottle of wine, I don’t think Jun would’ve made it to the bar.”

You continued your story as you flipped through the catalog to decide on what colors you wanted. “I always try to make sure I spend enough time with both of them. Next thing I know, I go to the bathroom and then when I come back, Chan is telling me he has family issues to go and take care of and that I should stay with Jun. At the time I thought it was kind of weird and random but, at the same time, it could’ve been true so I believed it. In the past, his dad collapsed from overworking, so it was believable. Anyway, I went back to the hotel with Jun and he just acted like everything was normal after that.”

Before you could continue, Na-Ri stopped you. “Did Chan invite himself on the trip?”

“Not exactly. I was talking to him and I told him what we were doing. I guess he kind of implied that it sounded like fun and he wanted to go. So I asked Jun about it...and that’s when the lie started...I asked if Chan could come with us because I thought that it would be a good idea for us to bond. And it was supposed to be Chan’s weekend with me so I felt bad. Anyway, Jun said it was fine and that it was okay. If he didn’t want him to come, he could’ve just said no…”

Na-Ri said, “What the hell? Where’s the communication?”

“Exactly…”

“Have you talked to Jun about any of this?”

You shook your head. “I just found out last night.”

“Good luck. I don't know how you do it. One man is enough problems for me.”

You chuckled. “I don’t know how I do it either…”

“Maybe it was too soon to try this kind of relationship...”

You let out a deep sigh. “We’ve been doing this for months...I don’t know how much longer he could possibly need.”

“Well if you think about it, you haven't really done anything together, with just the three of you. So maybe it was a bit much to go on a trip together. I think it’s something you have to ease into. Like going on dates together, to the movies, to the amusement park, and stuff like that. Cause it seemed like everything between them was pretty much fine–well, neutral–before this. I don’t think he gets jealous until Chan is physically there...and, I mean, that’s not good either.”

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ll have to work on that if this is going to work.”

“Yeah, it’s the next step in the relationship. You got past the beginning stages so now the next step is for them to be more comfortable around each other and to do more things together.”

Na-Ri was right. You were still angry with Jun and the fact that he hadn’t been honest with you or with Chan. Jun’s selfish actions had hurt you but, more importantly, his actions hurt Chan. From what you could see, Chan had been trying to be friends with Jun. He’d been putting in effort, only to be rejected by Jun in the end. And Chan knew that feeling all too well.

It had been months since you came up with this arrangement and Jun was acting more like a child than an adult. But you couldn’t help but feel like part of what was happening right now was your fault. Since this was your idea, you should’ve had a better plan. But you weren’t an expert and neither were Jun or Chan. Was it too much to expect this much from them?

You probably should’ve been trying to do more things together rather than keeping things separate. Keeping things separate wasn’t realistic and, obviously, it wasn’t working. The relationship was going to have to undergo some changes if there was going to be any chance of survival. You needed to figure things out but, first, you definitely needed to talk to Jun.

When you asked Jun if you could have dinner later, he thought nothing of it. He answered your message, of course, suggesting that you come over to cook. But, strangely enough, you declined saying that you’d rather go out to eat. It was a little surprising since you usually enjoyed making dinner together but he thought little of it. He told you to meet him at your favorite restaurant to have some Taiwanese noodle soup.

He waited for you inside, browsing the menu. He’d been here once with you but, as far as he knew, it was a place that Chan had introduced you to. Sometimes Jun couldn’t help but feel like you had more in common with Chan than you did with him. Jun pushed the thought out of his head. Those small insecure thoughts were beginning to annoy him a bit. He was starting to feel bad about the things he’d said to Chan. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so harsh. Maybe he should’ve been more mature and accepted things as they were rather than mope about the things he couldn’t change.

Was this kind of relationship for him? Was he too in over his head? Was it even meant for the two of you to be together right now, with or without Chan in the picture? He loved you, without a doubt, but sometimes he wondered if all of this was worth it. He missed when things were simple, when it was just the two of you. Before you’d even met Chan in the first place. Part of him wished he never accepted that job or went to Japan. But maybe everything that was happening to him now were things that needed to happen.

You came into the restaurant looking a little stressed, bringing Jun into a state of distress. Were you here to break up with him? Had you finally had enough of his shit? You sat down across from him and said, “Hey.”

Normally, you’d embrace him. You’d reach across the table and brush your fingers against his hands. You’d lean over for a kiss, something. But you weren’t doing that. Jun’s heart dropped. Something was definitely wrong but he wasn’t sure what.

Jun tried to lighten up the mood. “Are you okay? How was your day?”

“I’m okay. My day was decent.”

Jun nodded. “Your nails look nice,” he said, glancing at your hands. “This color looks good on you.”

“Thanks,” you said, taking a sip of water. “Look, can we talk about something serious?”

“What’s going on?”

“Chan told me everything…”

Jun looked down. Of course, he knew that he was in the wrong. Deep down, he’d known that this day was coming. How could he think a secret this big would stay a secret? He’d wanted to come clean and apologize about it, mostly to Chan because he’d done nothing wrong in the situation. In any case, Chan was merely a victim of Jun’s insecurities.

Jun didn’t say anything so you did. “If you wanted it to just be us, why lie to me? I would’ve understood.”

Jun let out a deep sigh. “I don’t have an excuse for why I did it…” He looked up at you, finally. There was so much hurt and disappointment in your eyes, he could barely stand to see it. “I just couldn't bring myself to see you disappointed so I lied and I tried to convince myself that I could do it but I couldn’t...Then it got too late to say anything, so I just tried to swallow it. And I became a person I couldn’t recognize by the end of it all…”

“You hurt me, Jun, and you hurt Chan, too…”

Jun nodded. “I know…”

You reached for his hand, taking it in yours. “It’s okay to feel these kinds of things but it’s not okay to act like that. We agreed to this relationship and for it to work, the three of us have to have some type of communication.”

Jun said, “I’m sorry…I’ll also apologize to Chan. I’ll talk to him tonight. I really am sorry, Y/N...”

You looked him in his eyes, almost as if you were staring into the deepest, most vulnerable parts of him. “I need to know if you’re all in.”

Jun squeezed your hand in his. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid of losing you. But he nodded, continuing on through these unknown waters.

After dinner, you went home despite Jun’s suggestion of coming over. He understood and he wanted to give you your space but he couldn’t help but feel like there was suddenly this giant rift in your relationship. It was his fault, he knew. But he missed you. He missed the way things were, just before the trip. So much had changed and it’d only been about a week. One of the ways he usually made himself feel better was to find comfort in your arms. When he had a hard day, he’d go over to your place or you’d come to his. And you’d hold him in your arms, running your fingers through his hair. But again, that wasn’t an option for him right now.

He knew he needed to apologize to Chan soon. If he didn’t apologize soon, he’d lose the nerve to do it and you’d be more disappointed in him than you already were. He took out his phone and called Chan, anxiety filling his chest. It rang five times and, just when he thought that maybe he should just hang up and forget it all, Chan answered.

“Hello?”

“Hey, I was wondering if you had time to talk.”

Though Jun couldn’t see him physically, Chan was rolling his eyes on the other end. “Sure. Do you mean over the phone or in person?”

“We should talk in person, no?”

“Okay. Where do you want to meet?”

“I can meet you near your place.”

“Okay. There’s a bar a few blocks away. I’ll send the address.”

The call was over and anxiety washed over Jun. He had no idea how to start or what to say. There was nothing he could say to take back those shitty things he said to Chan and there was nothing he could say to justify them. He was immature, insecure, all of those things. He hated that he put himself in this position and that he had to even apologize in the first place, but he knew that he couldn’t just sit quietly.

As Chan got ready, he felt very irritated. Of course, you’d already told him how the conversation with Jun went. He even felt annoyed at that. How many ways did that man have to show you that he wasn’t ready for this kind of relationship? It was so frustrating to sit back and watch Jun hurt you both. These feelings were no longer coming from a place of insecurity or jealousy; it was a place of genuine concern. It seemed like a good idea at first, but maybe this kind of relationship was beyond the three of you. Chan had done online searches trying to figure out how he should go about things but he always ended up in a loop where his question was too specific or there were too few answers for him to make an educated guess.

With the current state of things, he at least knew that he’d at least attempted some research. Had Jun even bothered to do research on what it meant to be in this kind of relationship? Chan knew that there were different types of people but he could see that Jun wasn’t the kind of person that could handle this. Once upon a time, Chan wasn’t either but he’d like to think that he’d grown since then. If being in a relationship with you and Jun had taught him anything at all, it was patience and he’d even gained a bit of maturity. At the end of the day, you needed a man who was mature, a man who made you feel secure and who felt secure in himself. Of course, Chan wasn’t perfect and he had moments where he felt insecure but, overall, Chan liked himself and the person he was becoming. He was becoming a better man, not only for you, but for himself as well.

When Jun entered the bar, Chan was already there. He was sitting by himself, having a cocktail. From the looks of it, it was dark liquor. It was one of those nights and Jun understood. Hell, he figured he’d order one for himself. He greeted Chan with a nod and sat down in the seat next to him.

“Hey,” Chan said, taking a swig from his glass.

“Hey,” Jun replied. He turned to the bartender. “Can I have the same thing?” he asked, referencing Chan’s nearly finished glass.

Chan downed the rest of his drink, sliding the glass toward the bartender. “And can I have another?”

A moment of silence passed before the bartender returned with both drinks. Jun let out a deep sigh before he turned to Chan. Chan didn’t look up, though, and understandably so, Jun supposed.

“I’m sorry for those things I said back in Jeju. I was completely out of line,” he started. “I know I can’t take any of it back but all of this happened because I wasn’t being honest. I wasn’t being honest with myself and I took it out on you instead, thinking you were the problem when I was the problem. I drank too much and I felt frustrated. I should’ve been honest with Y/N and told her I wasn’t comfortable.”

Chan nodded. His feelings about everything began to rise to the surface. “I’m not going to forgive you right away but I’ll accept your apology for now…” Jun didn’t say anything but nodded instead. He didn’t know what to say next. Was there anything left to say? Was the conversation over? Was this one of those instances where the conversation could’ve just been a phone call? Just when Jun thought that the conversation was over, Chan spoke again. “You know what was most upsetting about all of this? I thought we were finally at a point where we could be friends…I thought wow, we’re actually getting along.”

Hearing that made Jun feel even worse than he already did. He wanted to be able to be friends with Chan too but his insecurities were holding him back. In the ideal situation, the three of them would get along. In the ideal situation, he and Chan would be sitting at this bar having a drink together, laughing and sharing stories, while you were at home with no worries about whether or not your boyfriends would get into a fight. There wouldn’t be all this drama and conflict surrounding the relationship, for God’s sake!

Jun wanted to say something comforting. He wanted to tell him that he did want to be friends, believe it or not. But he couldn’t find the right words. The words, for some reason, wouldn’t leave his mouth. “I’m sorry…again.”

Chan was frustrated because it seemed like he didn’t even care. Was Jun here because you made him or was he here apologizing on his own accord? It was hard to think of him as a decent person after all the drama and lies about Malai and more recently, their Jeju trip. This was his second strike, in Chan’s eyes. If he did something else, Chan wouldn’t be able to forgive him. He couldn’t read Jun’s mind but it would be nice to know what he was thinking.

He said, “I don’t think you’re serious about this relationship. Have you considered it at all? If you’re serious about being with Y/N, you’re going to have to work harder. and I’m more than willing to support her to make this work. But if you’re having doubts or don’t think you can work with us, then you should leave us alone. Y/N is my priority. Why isn’t she yours?”

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wishpid · 3 months ago

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A.C.E Masterlist

During your cycle ➙ headcanon, fluff

Jun

Late night jitters & whispers ➙ drabble, fluff, comfort

Jiham

Take you to place we've never seen ➙ headcanon drabble, scenario, multiple-idols

Wow

Take you to a place we've never seen ➙ headcanon drabble, scenario, multiple-idols

Byeongkwan

Chan

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whattodowithace · 4 years ago

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When you're upset (A.C.E)

Title: When you're upset

Pairing: A.C.E x Reader

Genre: Slight angst; Fluff

Word count: 1204

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Warnings: On Donghun's story the reader goes through a panic attack

Summary: A.C.E reacting to different situations in which you are upset. Seeing you hurt also makes their heart hurt for you and driving them to make you feel better.

Chan

“Just leave me alone.” I groan angrily as I go to my boyfriends and I’s bedroom and fall onto the bed. Tears threatening to fall down my cheeks.

“Not until we sort this out.” He whines, referring to my bad day and lack of communication with him unless it was to snap at him. He flops onto the bed beside me and starts rubbing slow circles on my back.

“I don’t want to talk.” I tell him as I bury my head further in the bed sheets.

Chan stops rubbing my back and moves his hands to wrap around my waist, holding me close to him while his head rests between my shoulder blades.

“Then don’t. But let me hold you until you feel better, love.” He whispers.

Somehow, that simple phrase breaks my icy exterior, causing me to break down into sobs. Chan holds me while I cry, never saying anything, just offering comfort through his presence.

Seyoon

“Did I upset you?” Seyoon asks on our drive home from a dinner party.

I don’t answer, I keep my eyes on my phone in my lap. I knew if I said something it would only make things worse because I was upset.

“Why are you not talking to me?” He asks as he tries to take my hand but gets it pulled away.

Seyoon gives out an irritated sigh and keeps driving. Silence stretching between us the whole way home. When Seyoon parks in our driveway, I get out and go into our house without saying a word.

Seyoon closes the door behind me as he tries again, “Was it because of what I said earlier?” Referring to a snarky remark he made at me in front of everyone. Embarrassing me.

To be fair, I knew he was tired. And I knew he didn’t want to go to the dinner party and I forced him to go. It was partly my fault that he was in a sour mood, but I was too stubborn to admit that.

I take my shoes off at the front door and start walking to our bedroom to change when Seyoon’s arms wrap around me, holding me in a tight hug.

“I’m really sorry.” He whispers, his voice cracking. Making me falter.

I let out a sigh and take his hands in mine that were around my waist as I lean into his chest.

“I’m sorry too.” I whisper. Making him kiss my temple and hold me tighter.

Byeongkwan

I lay on the couch snuffling quietly, trying not to draw attention to myself. I had an old scrapbook out in front of me, seeing photos of my parents who lived half way across the world from me made me get more emotional than I thought.

I hear Byeongkwan come into the living room, making me quickly wipe the tears from my eyes. Hoping he wouldn’t notice. It doesn’t work.

“Are you crying?” He asks me, coming closer to where I sat.

“No.” I say quickly, my voice far too shaky to be believable. I meet his eyes and see worry in them, making me somehow lose it again.

Byeongkwan quickly moves the scrapbook from beside me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his lap. I cry into his shoulder as he plays with my hair.

“Do you miss home?” He asks me softly.

I nod my head, too upset to even voice my answer. Byeongkwan holds me closer to him.

“You’re okay, baby.” Byeongkwan whispers into my ear as the sobs subside and I slowly start opening up to him.

Jun

I wince as I try to move around, hoping it would help the pain. I had had a migraine all day. The worst I had ever experienced. The pain never lessening enough for me to get relief. By now my head felt like it was about to explode.

Jun comes into our bedroom to see me standing by the dresser shaking with tears in my eyes.

“Why are you up?” He asks gently as he rushes over to me and takes my arm.

“I can’t get comfortable.” I tell him, my voice shaky and my vision blurring.

Jun wraps his arms around me as he scoops me up and places me back on the bed, covering me with a blanket.

“You need to rest.” He whispers to me, wiping away strands of hair that had fallen into my eyes.

I let out a sob and press my hands to my temples, “It hurts to bad, Juhnee.” My voice barely above a whisper.

Jun’s eyes fill with tears as he crawls into bed beside me and let’s me bury my head in his chest as he holds me tightly.

“I promise you’ll feel better soon.” He whispers as he continues to hold me tightly. Somehow, I manage to fall asleep with my head still buried in his chest.

Donghun

We were at a party, it was way bigger than I expected it to be. My nerves already shot from the long day I had had at work. I hadn’t said anything though when Donghun mentioned wanting to come to this party. I just agreed and got dressed. Even though I could feel myself coming apart at the seams.

The music booms loudly, too loudly, people talk and yell over the music. Overwhelming me, making the drink that was in my hands shake with my ever shaking hands. My skin feels hot and the walls feel like they’re going to collapse on me, making me run my fingers through my hair nervously and roam through the room trying to find a ‘safe place’

Donghun finds me in the crowd and walks over, his smile wide. “Are you having fun?” He asks.

I look up at him and his smile quickly turns to a frown as he sees the panicked tears in my eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, quickly taking my drink from my hands to hold them in his.

“I need to leave.” I tell him, my voice shaking.

Donghun watches me for a moment before taking my hand and leading me through the crowds of people, down the houses hallway until he finds an unused room and pulls me inside.

The room is a closet to be exact. A small closet. It’s hanged up clothing hitting me in the face as soon as we step inside, making the space even smaller.

“No...no...no no no.” I whimper, “It’s too small in here, I don’t want to be in here. I want to go home, Donghun.” I cry, my voice getting higher and my chest tighter.

Donghun quickly wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest. I fight him slightly because of the confined area.

“Hey.” He whispers in my ear, catching my attention.

“You’re okay, Princess.” He soothes, running a hand through my hair. “Just take it easy.”

I eventually calm down, mimicking the deep breaths Donghun was taking as my head rested on his chest, his grip around me keeping me close to him.

When he sees I’ve calmed down enough he places a kiss on my forehead. “Let’s go get ice cream before we go home.” He suggests, making me smile.

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whale-minmin · 4 years ago

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A.C.E reaction to S/O falling asleep on them

Genre : fluff

Jun :

· He’ll gulp, careful not to make any move or breath too loudly so you didn’t wake up

· “How cute..”

· He’ll be smiling so widely, listening to your light snores

· It’ll make him also feel sleepy, laying his head against the wall and falling asleep

Donghun :

· Such a happy smiley baby, trying his best not to wake you up

· You must be really tired that you just feel asleep on him like that

· He’s stuck with you and his phone is too far away for him to reach so he’ll also go to sleep

· “My cute baby~ You looked so peaceful and calm”

Wow :

· He’s already so soft for you and seeing you fall asleep on his shoulder has him almost getting a nosebleed

· You just look so cute and peaceful, he loves it so much

· He won’t make a single small sound, just wanting you to rest well so he’s barely breathing just not to wake you up

· “I love you so much, my love”

Byeongkwan :

· He’ll find it so extremely cute

· He just hopes you won’t drool all over him and his hoodie

· Other than that you just look so adorable and he just wants to cuddle with you but he can’t possibly wake you up

· “You’re so cute, sweetheart”

Chan :

· So happy when you fell asleep on his lap, thinking it’s adorable

· “That must be comfortable”

· He’s more than happy to be your personal pillow as long as he gets kisses and cuddles

· And he always gets them

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baby-iloveyou · 4 years ago

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A.C.E comforting you when you're afraid of failing your exams

This is my first ever requested piece!! A.C.E are very dear to my heart and I actually have been quite busy myself with university, so this was lovely to write about. I hope you enjoy it too :)

Also, I kept the reader genderneutral as I'd like to be inclusive + I'm more comfortable with it myself. The roles that the boys have in your life are (except Junhee) also up to your own interpretation!

Original ask:

Junhee

“Hey, how is it going? I miss you a lot”, the text on your lit-up screen reads. You were trying to focus on studying, but it was not going well. You locked your phone, promising him (in your mind) that you’d respond to his texts after summarising this chapter. But a few minutes later the screen lit up again. “Baaaaaaaabeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy” You sighed, thinking to yourself you wouldn’t get anything either way and unlocked your phone. “Bad, I’m preparing for exams but I’ll never be able to memorise all of this :(“, you replied.

Only seconds later, Junhee called you. “Hey Junhee-” You couldn’t finish greeting him as he was already screaming affirmations through the phone. “You are amazing, I believe in you, you’ve done this before and you can do it again!” It made you feel slightly guilty, since you didn’t believe all these things yourself. You could feel tears pricking in your eyes, and a soft sob escaped your mouth. This made him even more worried. “Hey, it’s okay to feel like this. Sssh, it will be okay, I promise.” Hearing the voice of your boyfriend, even if it’s through the phone, was very comforting. “I’m just scared Junhee, what if I fail? What do I do then?” You tried to hold in the sobs, but some came through despite your attempts. “Let’s not think about the if’s and the what then’s, okay? You will do just fine. Try focusing on what you’re studying right now and not think about the future.” He paused before continuing. “And even if it doesn’t go as planned, we’ll figure out a way to fix it. There’s multiple ways to reach Rome in the end.”

He might not have seen your face, but he would’ve smiled if he saw your small smile.

Donghun

“God, I hate exams so much! Why do they have to be this stressful?!” You scream out while pushing yourself away from the table. Your hands reach for your face, trying to hide the tears that start falling down. Donghun, who was sitting next to you, looks in your direction and puts his hand on your shoulder. You can feel his thumb drawing circles on your shoulder. Although he says nothing at first, the small gesture already means a lot to you.

“You know… Even though I will help you and get you through this… Grades aren’t everything. They don’t define your worth or you as a person. Remember that, okay?” You look up at him, with puffy eyes from crying. “I’m just very anxious about everything…” Donghun continues drawing little circles on your shoulder as he says: “I understand. But you will get through this, you’re so incredibly strong. You got this.” And a little smile appeared on his face. It made you feel at peace.

“Hug? And then we’ll continue studying.”

Sehyoon

“Are you okay? You’re completely tensed-up.” You couldn’t enjoy your weekly movie night with Sehyoon, since you were completely loaded with work and still had so much to do. You felt guilty for taking time off for yourself, to actually enjoy something. His remark was the thing that tipped you over the edge. “Y/N, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about it?”

“...And I also feel guilty now for involving you in my work and making you feel worried about me and I just… I’m so sorry, I’m a mess.” You managed to get out in between sobs. Sehyoon’s eyes were softly gazing at you, worried and filled with empathy. “It’s alright, you can cry and be a mess. That’s why I’m here!” He pulled you into his chest and softly patted your back a few times. You were sure he could feel your smile on his chest.

“You’ll be alright. I just know you can do it.”

Byeongkwan

Frustrated from not being able to understand such a simple subject, you groaned as you heard the doorbell ring. Reluctantly you walked over to the door, only to be greeted by Byeongkwan. Your grumpy face turned into a face of shock, realising the day and the time it was currently. “Hey, are you ready to go to dance class?” Byeongkwan asked. “Crap, I completely forgot about the time Kwan, I’m so sorry, I’ve just been studying and I feel like crap because I can’t figure out the stupid formula and all the text is just confusing me and-” You were interrupted by Byeongkwan, who cupped your cheeks and held his thumb on your lips to shush you.

“Should we skip dance class today? I’ll send a message that we will be absent and I can try and help you with your work if that’s what you prefer.” His soft tone made you feel at ease, showing that he cared. His thumb was still on your lips, so the only thing you could do was nod. He removed his hands from your face, and said: “Let’s go inside then, let’s show your exams who’s the boss.”

His presence and help calmed you down, and in no time you were able to concentrate again and it made you feel more confident in your ability to pass.

Chan

The feelings of both guilt and pride filled up your body as you set foot in the studio for Chan’s newest K-Drama recording. You were incredibly proud of him for getting even more acting gigs, but you were also very aware that you were supposed to be studying your ass off right now. But you could use a distraction from the hellish exams that were coming up. You needed some of Chan’s laughter ringing in your ears to cheer you up.

“Y/N! What a pleasant surprise, I didn’t know you would visit me!” Chan walked up to you and gave you a hug. You probably hugged him for too long, cause the moment you got out of his embrace, he asked: “What’s going on?”, while a worried expression appeared on his face. He knew something was up with you, and knowing him, he would not let it go until you told him. “I’m just terrified of my upcoming exams… I really don’t think I’ll pass them, Chan…” Your gaze dropped to the floor, escaping Chan’s attentive eyes. He grabbed your shoulders softly, but still with enough force to slightly shake you. “You will do just fine. Do you know why? Because I believe in you. And you should believe in yourself too. Okay?” Once you lifted your head to look into his eyes, you could see his lids fluttering, waiting for your response.

“Thanks Chan.” Your pout slowly turned into a smile. Chan brightly smiled at you. “You can do it!!” He said while aggressively shaking your body, followed by his iconic laugh. That laugh is what truly made you feel better.

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