#another day another deobi hour

[from-izzy]

Which TBZ member would you assign your moots? And why?

hey anon! first of all, thank you for sending this in 🥺 means a LOT to me 💕 sorry that i'm super late 😭 i basically met everyone on this post on oct 8 and i wanted to wait at least a month to get to know them better, and to give a more detailed (basically) thank you and appreciation post. here are the ones that took a part of my heart!

general message to the ones here: you guys are such heart stealers! 💜 again, thank you for showing me that the internet can be a safe place ✨

also i'm curious 🤔 which member would you assign me to?

@cloverdaisies 📢 juyeon (+ jacob)

the way i went to heaven and back when clo answered my dm 😍 and then she followed me back?! 😱 told clo about how i was nervous interacting with her and yk how juyeon gives off shy and understanding vibes? i just feel like he would just be like "no no, you're all good. don't worry." like, that's clo right there guys (minus the shy part 🤣). jacob because she was so patient and nice dealing with my rants and me losing my mind (aka. fangirling) 🥺 literally talked to her for 2+ hours when i first properly had a chance to interact with her and it was so random going from plastic 🍴 to anime 📺 to [insert another random topic] 🤭 to her works ✏️ etc. (clo if you're reading this, i feel in love with juvenile again and i'm on my way to target:lover as soon as i have time 😉)

@heemingyu 📢 chanhee

apart from all the memes she has (cute or cursed 💀), she makes me just wanna squish her and just tell her how she should stop being so damn loveable (also stop flirting with me, my heart can't handle it). also you know how chanhee can be savage sometimes? yeah so, that's sana 🤠 but it's all loving banter between us, i promise! 💕 (had an ask because anon thought that sana and i were fighting 🤣) and yk how chanhee smacks deobi out their delulu sometimes, well sana does it in a similar way with her words and arguments 😵‍💫 she def puts up a good word fight fr that it keeps me awake and alert 😭 also, i just know sana is just as sassy as chanhee 🫢 we fangirl about chanhee 🐧 together and a few idols here and there (cravity take my money 💸). thank you for dm-ing me first that day 😭 you don't understand how much i was laughing (and blushing) at 1am because of it 🐝🍯

@justalildumpling 📢 kevin (+ sunwoo)

ik no one will agree with this KSJDKSK kevin is in no way an extrovert like my aussie girl is but j is very kevin vibes for me 💕 the things kevin say is very very comforting and j has made me cry 3 times because of it (yeah, everyone attack her lovingly please 🥺🫂). sunwoo because her energy gives me energy back, and her smile is just so damn cute 😻 bonus, you know that sarcastic smile that sunwoo did that one time on live with his loverboy beanie? i literally saw sunwoo when she did it LIKE IT WAS A "WHOA HOLD UP" moment 😮 the jaemin to my jeno, the eric to my sunwoo 💕 thank you for your words that night 🥹 i think i can make it through now. also note for you j: ...rice 🤨...rice 🍚

@kimsohn 📢 eric

i genuinely thought i scared maya away at first actually 😭 but maya is so sweet 🥺 they were the first one to send a friend request when i ventured out of tumblr 🤭 maya just seems like the one who would approach others and be like "hey, let's be friends!" (i do know maya is an introvert but still!) which is a very eric thing! so i stayed and thankfully got to meet everyone else and everyone else better 😆 would love to get to know you better 😊 ahhhh also maya 🥹 i literally had chills down my spine when you recognised my healing project like 😭 thank you sm for mentioning that! i appreciate it sm 🫶

@laviesm 📢 haknyeon

i can't really explain it tbh 😭 it's quite hard to put it into words but other than mona being so cute, she gives off massive haknyeon vibes 😚 maybe the others are able to put it into words and/or understand what i mean. kind of off topic but mona's accent is so cute 🥺 and the little texts that she would just drop out of nowhere is so wholesome! 🥰 (omg, i suck at explaining this) mona if you're reading this, i support any purchase of yours 💲 probably not a good idea for your wallet but we won't talk about that 👝 so yes, get those shoes 👟 bag 🛍️ and clothing 🧥! you're gonna rock it!

@littleroaes 📢 hyunjae

you know how all the members find hyunjae to be so supportive? that's so dora 🥺💜💌 she's always been so supportive. for me, especially that time when i accidentally deleted my old account (still so hurt by that gosh 😞), i quickly decided to make a new account with the same name and tried to follow all the accounts i know! i msged her to basically explain to her that it's me 😭😭 and that no one is impersonating me or anything but then she goes off and basically just made a supportive post for me? ❤️‍🩹 you're seriously an angel 🪽 would love to get to know you better 💝 and i can't wait to re-read (and read new) your stories when i have time 🫂

@mosviqu 📢 kevin

my fellow psych buddy! 💪 and another person i would absolutely love to get to know better! bar is so sweet and patient with my rants and also my random psych questions (so thankful she answers because the internet and the unit coordinator can be unreliable fr 😭). other than that, we've had some convos that healed a part of my heart ❤️‍🩹 and i'm so grateful to the times when i can just talk about it with someone yk 🫂 felt like i was unconsciously holding it in for so long so it was a relief to let it out 🥹 also, bar! 🍰 you're gonna smash that thesis, i believe in you!

@daisyvisions 📢 sangyeon

i haven't talked to daisy too much but i swear she gives me responsible parent vibes 💪 very easy going, kind, approachable 🥺 i was able to ask her a couple of questions and opinions that i would never be able to ask usually (that was my first convo with her) and for me, it was a big deal 💖 she's so trustworthy and i felt safe asking her that question 😊 daisy if you're reading this, literally can't wait to explore your masterlist when life gets less busy and i meant what i said 😤 (just tell me, i'll be rocking up with some food and we're good to go! 🧋🍱🍿🍨...kinda broke atm so i'll just bring this much for now)

@sungbeam 📢 changmin

...am i the only one who couldn't approach beam at first? 😭 like changmin who seems intimidating at first (wait beam hear me out first—🥹), thankfully time matched up and i was able to finally interact with the author that made me cry and stub my toe on the wall at 3am 😀 so eventually beam went from 'the stealer in THAT last chorus' 🔥 to the 'changmin who introduced chucky to deobi with that huge smile of his'. 🐿️ would love to get to know you better as well 🥺 also i support your purchase with that duck 🦆 bin cause it was so cute! i just knew i had to send the post to you as soon as i saw it (not me forgetting your account name and so i basically scrolled through my whole entire page to find you—)

@winterchimez 📢 hyunjae

so many things to say fr first, ally is basically my soulmate 🥺🫂 like hyunjae who fits in any kind of story scenario, i believe that our shared interests and thoughts led to this awesome, cool and dynamic friendship ❤️‍🔥 it's crazy that suddenly one follow, led to another, to a reblog (to me fangirling once again), to me posting something, to ally commenting 💬 to her closing the gap 📮 and messaging me 📥 after. it's just so wild to think about and i really tend to ponder and think about stuff like origins of friendships quite often. if it wasn't for ally, i most probably would have never met anyone in this post. if i did meet them (which yk, i would like to believe i would have either way), i think it would've happened way further in the future. i love everyone here so much and i think i would have missed out on a lot if ally didn't basically pull me out of my shell 🐚 hyunjae (from what i see) can go to very mischievous, then supportive and then loveable—to me that's just ally ❄️🥺💓 ally, i am forever thankful that somehow God said "they're on the opposite ends of the world? let them be friends anyways!" 🥹

@wuahae 📢 younghoon

another one that i can't really describe! ahhhh! 😭 other than the fact that god cat is a visual 😍 thank you for helping me with all my weird, random rants. i love how i would be like "help" and cat would be like "yes! i am here!" 🥺 also yes! thank you for agreeing with me on the topic of fairy bread! 🧚‍♀️🍞 (not me hating on a bread while assigning you ppanghoon 😭) was indeed a lonely battle without you. look forward to more episodes of grandma izzy 👵 vs technology 💻 episodes because there ain't no way i will figure out how to use any of these new, modern apps without someone that will answer me at any time of the day (for the sake of your health, i would def say please fix your sleeping 💤 schedule but who am i to give you this advice? 🤪 let's be 'sleep-who?' buddies together! 😆)

@zzoguri 📢 jacob

other than the fact that's moni is in love with jacob 🍐, moni also gives me parent vibes 2.0. 🫂 i didn't know moni much until quite recently (and i remember commenting on how i love their fic 😍 and ran out after 🏃‍♀️💨) but time matched up once again and they were part of a group that i managed to open up to straightaway. i actually made a mistake towards moni and i apologised, and they were so understanding ❤️‍🩹 (thank you so much for that btw moni if you're reading this) to the point i slept well after 💤 moni can also go from nods and understanding hums to very chaotic energy 🍻 which is a bit of what i see in jacob whenever he's around some members 🤭 love that for them seriously 😚

bonus! 📢 quote from songs i associate all of them with...

you never know (hsmtmts) ⛅ - a chapter begins, the pages turn in the wind, this story's so unpredictable lifeline (the rose, the transparent) 📞 - if the world is coming down, i won't let you drown, even if you start to lose your hold travel (bol4) 🧳 - take me to london, paris, new york city

[astrae4]

AFFOGATO TELL YUU SMTH | chp 13

THE FINAL COMPETITION | wc. 910

warnings — mentions of prayer, anxiety, tears, cringe pick up lines

IT WAS FINALLY THE DAY. The long-awaited DDPA (Deobi Dance Performing Arts) competition finals. The sole reason Juyeon and I reunited once more. He had gone early long before I woke up to catch up on last minute practice. This was a milestone for him, and winning this would also mean that his chances of getting in DEOBI ENT. would be easier than drinking water. Nervous as I may be for him, I tried not to show it as I texted him my last goodlucks, saying that he’d definitely win the competition. (Though I wasn’t so sure about him being able to read that since his device was probably confiscated already.)

It had taken me an hour to get ready. And another 20 minutes to get to the venue. I was lucky to have decided to go two hours earlier, as even then the line for the competition was extensive.

I managed to get the third row in the middle area after a while. Now, I sit with a fresh bouquet of pink, plump peonies laying on my lap while my legs contradict the pretty flowers as it taps the floor restlessly.

After another thirty minutes of waiting did the lights dim, and my goodness, did the people’s screams shock me. The MC entered, giving out an introduction which fueled the onlookers’ anticipation. He then introduced the unbelievable line-up of judges which was brought before me. Even as someone who didn’t really know so much about dance anymore (yeah, I kind of stopped paying attention to it after I broke up with Juyeon the first time), I could still recognize some of the judges.

I might have attended a dozen or more competitions back in highschool, but none had been as crazy and grand as this competition. You could imagine how it felt performing if even me as an onlooker felt intimidated.

About two dozen people had performed so far, all of them different and impressive in their own way. (I would be lying if I didn’t pray that they’d all make a mistake so my boy would get a better chance) Now I am just wondering why it is taking so long for him to come out,

“Next to perform is….LEE JUYEON!”

I swear I’ve never screamed as hard as I have today.

Now, I already know he’s good. I mean, I accompanied most of his competitions back then, but the moment the first note dropped and he started, it was just…mesmerizing. This was totally different from back then. His moves were smoother, agility faster, and the body control he has now is insane. It captured me completely, as if I were trapped in a siren’s trance. I couldn’t say anything the whole performance, even when time seemed to speed up and he finished performing. Even when everyone stood to clap.

I only broke out in my trance when his eyes searched the room and met mine. He gave me a smile, and I smiled back. Gosh, I think I fell in love again. Is this man even real?

It took five more performances before all the participants finished their dances. One by one, the judges started giving out scores starting with the lowest. My goodness was it brutal…some of them left crying. (I would too if I placed last..) And finally, hope seemed to shine as only two participants were left for first place. Juyeon and another talented individual named Ji Changmin, whose dance contrasted Juyeon’s smooth moves with edge-cutting ones.

By this point, I was already very much nervous, hands folded as I prayed hard that Juyeon’s name would be called out in the first place.

“And the winner of DDPA with a whopping 97.2 score average by the judges is…”

Please, please, please, please, please—

“LEE JUYEON!!”

The crowd cheers, the tears spill.

It takes me a while before I can reach Juyeon backstage, seeing how surrounded he was by people. By the time I could see his hair, he was beside what I assume to be Eric Sohn and Kim Sunwoo. It seems that the man has a sixth sense for me though, as his eyes immediately drifted to mine, lighting up.

He seemed to say something to them to make them leave, before he approached me with a big and excited wave.

”Sora!” He exclaimed adorably, reminding me of a golden retriever.

“Juyeon!” I exclaimed back, giving him the bouquet, “You did so good, congrats!”

“Thank you!” He exclaimed, “for the flowers and for coming.”

”Of course, I love watching your performances!”

”Really?” He asked in a teasing tone, “Does that mean I can anticipate your presence in my future performances?”

This man is going to drive me crazy, but in no way was I going to back down now. Take the risk, you know?

”Of course I will. Who wouldn’t want to watch handsome men perform?”

”Oh..” He squeaked out, flustered.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?”

I laughed at his cute reaction. It seemed that I pushed him too much, as he seemed to break down (and by that I don’t mean dancing lol) in front of me.

“Haha~ I’m sorry, you can forget about that.”

“No! No I uh—Sora..” He let out, fumbling his words.

“Yeah?” I asked, “What is it?”

He scratched his neck, as if embarrassed about his next few words. I waited, though impatiently as he struggled to let out his next few words.

“I uh…Affogato tell Yuu something…”

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[theboyzoutofcontext]

i genuinely love ot12 the boyz so much

[junjungsunwoo]

When The Rain Stops.

Pairing: rich kid! Sunghoon x rich kid! fem! reader

Genre: Angst, very light fluff

Word Count: 10.0k

-> The first time you met him was in the rain. He had looked so mysterious, so...enchanting. Everything drew you closer, making you want to know more about this boy that you met on one cold, rainy day.

Warnings: I don’t remember if I wrote any profanities, abusive family, major character death, car crash, there is a robbery scence, mentions of crontroling parents, there are two or three scences where reader was slapped by her mom, if you see any other I should add please do tell me!

Taglist: @geniejunn​, @deobis-moon​, @taemin-jaemin​, @chaoticdreaminisode​ @abdiitcryy​ @sleepingrenjun @daegalfangirl​ @symoneismeh​ | @imdamconfused​ @geminirules​ (I don’t remember if you guys were in my permanent taglist or not so I’m just tagging you for now, sorry if I bothered you guys T^T)

Networks: @k-dinernet, @foreverkpop-net, @lovesick-net, @hotpink-ent @kpclub @knet-bakery

A/N: I would say sorry this took so long, but it’s 10k and I wrote this faster then I did with Goal! which was 7k so I’d ssy I’ve improved on my speed hehe It would be great if you guys can leave a reblog or comment telling me how the fic was! 

Comments about my fic is greatly appreciated!

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April 14th, 2020.

The first time you met him, it was raining.

The sky was dark and grey clouds were all that was visible, the sun was out of your sight. Everyone around you was either walking calmly under an umbrella or running around with their jackets or bags above their heads trying to keep themselves dry for as long as they could. 

You sat under the roof of the bus stop, the roof provided you with a dry safe place for you to stay under until the rain stops. You watch as the people start to disappear, most of them starting to get picked up, or they’ve bought an umbrella from a nearby store, or just plainly walking in the rain unbothered. 

The rain was calming. The sound of the small droplets hitting the ground was soothing in your ears after all of the scoldings you had gotten from your teacher just a few hours ago. The smell of the rain was pleasing, it was light and refreshing- unlike the heavy perfume that was in your face ever since you stepped inside of your high school. 

You close your eyes to take in what was happening around you. 

Without your sight, your hearing was enhanced and you could hear the little things that were happening around you. You could hear the splashes of rainwater when someone steps in a puddle, the sound of fabric fluttering against the wind when a person opens an umbrella, the joyful laughter of kids who are excited to play in the rain, and the sound of cars passing by- splashing water onto the side of the road.

As you enjoy the noise around you, you hear footsteps slowly making their way towards where you sat. The soft sounds of fabric fluttering around were getting closer, as a soft thud was heard right beside you. 

You open your eyes, squinting slightly due to the sudden change in lighting. You look to your left, and there he sat. 

He was soaking wet, water dripped down from the little strands of his black hair which he pushed back revealing his handsome face. From his outfit, you could tell he was a student, but you had no clue which school it was.

 The boy was wearing a dark navy blue pair of pants and a white blouse, which was now see-through due to the water that it had soaked up. The view made the tips of your ears red and your heart beat, but you quickly shook that thought off- instead, you turned over to your bag before pulling out a hoodie that you always kept with you. 

Softly tapping your finger on his shoulders, he turned around to face you. He stares at what was in your hand before he lifted his head to look at you. He had big round eyes and full plump lips, his cheeks had a soft layer of pink on them as it was getting quite cold, and he was wearing a wet outfit. You gesture with your head to your hoodie, telling him silently to use it. 

 He grabs the warm material from your hand before he turns back around to face the road in front of the two of you and puts the hoodie on. He ruffles his hair while shaking his head, trying to get it as dry as he could, before he puts the hood on and turns to face you again.

“Thank you.” His voice was surprisingly soft. He stares at you once again with those big eyes of his, and you could feel your face getting hot. His eyes were big, but they were dull- as if they’ve seen through everything in the world already and were disappointed. You wondered what the boy had seen to have such an expression in his beautiful eyes, but before you could even open your mouth, the boy looked away. 

“You’re welcome.” You look away from the boy and back to the street before the two of you. A comfortable silence falling between the two of you. The both of you did nothing but sat there and watched as cars drove by and waited for the rain to stop, but the rain only started to pour even more. Sighing, you took a look at the boy again, only to find him staring at you already. The two of you quickly broke eye contact and looked away, red blooming on both of your faces. The boy softly clears his throat before he looks at you again.

“Hi,” you turn your head to look at him. “My name is Sunghoon.” He smiled. He hadn’t given you his last name, which was understandable since giving away your full name to a stranger was never a good choice.

You could feel the corners of your lips begin to lift themselves into a smile and you looked at him in the eyes again this time, his eyes had another expression to it- curiosity. 

“Hi Sunghoon,” you say, breaking your eye contact before looking down at your hands, “my name is y/n.” you didn’t give him your last name either, not wanting a stranger- well, a handsome stranger to know your full name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” 

Another wave of comfortable silence falls between the two of you. Grabbing your bag, you shuffle around inside to find your earphones before pulling them out of the bag. Plugging them into your phone you begin to play your playlist, a smile softly forming as your favorite song comes on; Spring Day.

Looking over to Sunghoon, you see that he was just staring out onto the road blankly, seeming bored. You once again poke his shoulder with your finger and you hold up the other earphone to him, silently asking him if he wants to join you in listening to music. Sunghoon looks at you before he reaches out and takes the earphone, whispering a soft thank you to you before he puts it in his ear. The soft melodies of Spring Day flow right in his ear and he smiles, realizing that his favorite song was playing. 

Sunghoon begins to hum out the melodies he was hearing out of habit before he realized you were watching him. His face flushed red once again at the thought of you watching him hum, but all you did was smile and began humming the melodies that followed. The two of you locked eyes again, smiles growing wider than before, the two of you began to relax feeling strangely comfortable in each other’s presence and you both began to hum along with Spring day that was playing in both of your ears.

As the melodies come to an end, the rain does too as the grey clouds begin to go away and the sky cleared. The two of you stood up from where you sat for the past 15 minutes (which felt way longer for the both of you) and Sunghoon returned the earphone to you before he started to take the hoodie off.

“Oh, you don’t have to return that.” You told him, and he pauses. “Your shirt underneath is probably still wet so just wear this for now, and you can return it when we meet again.” You gave him a smile. 

“We’ll meet again, right?” He smiled at you.

“Maybe.” 

“Well then,” you pick up your bag, “Until next time then, Sunghoon.” You wave at him before you walk away, towards the direction of your house. You didn’t turn your head back when you walked away, but if you did then you would’ve known that Sunghoon watched you walk away with a smile until you were out of his field of vision.

“Until next time, y/n.”

And so, when the rain stopped, the two strangers parted ways.

April 23rd, 2020.

It was raining again.

And just like before, you were sitting in the bus stop under the dry haven the roof of the stop had provided you. This time, you had a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, warming you up slightly every time you took a small sip. 

You were soaked through with rainwater- it had started raining when you were walking home, and as if it was fate, you arrived at the same bus station you met the boy- Sunghoon, last time. 

Despite having a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, your body still shivered from the cold. Your flimsy white blouse doing a horrible job of keeping you warm and covered up as the white blouse was now see-through. You hug your backpack closer to your chest in hopes of warming yourself up and keeping your chest covered from the people who were walking down the streets under their umbrellas. 

Everything was just like last time. People are running to get under cover or they are walking around in the rain unbothered. This time you don’t close your eyes. Instead, you looked around, focusing on the things you don’t really see when it wasn’t raining. 

You watched as raindrops fell onto the windowpane beside you. The droplets stick to the window slowly moving downwards towards the ground. You watched as the small streaks collided with each other and formed into bigger droplets and bigger streaks. You reach out your hand towards the rain wanting to feel the small, cold droplets on your hand.

You feel a tap on your back and you turn to see Sunghoon smiling at you. You felt as if the world was suddenly silent as you looked into his eyes.

“Hey.” He says, his voice was like that of a feather- soft and gentle and his eyes were those like a child’s, they burned you with curiosity, excitement, and amusement. 

“Hi.” You gave him a soft smile, which he returned- his eyes turning into small crescents. He holds out his hands and you look down at them.

“Here,” he hands you the hoodie you had lent him last time, “thank you again, for lending me this last time.” he smiles again, his cheeks rosy and his breath uneven. 

“You’re welcome.” you take your hoodie back from his hands, and a soft smell of citrus fills your senses. 

“I washed it since it was soaked in rainwater when I got back home, and it was the only thing I could do as a thank you for lending me this” he explained as he plopped onto the seat beside you- exactly where he sat the first time he had met you. 

You put the hoodie on quickly, trying to cover yourself up from the boy beside you. Warmth immediately floods your body and the scent of citrus was stronger now that you had the hoodie on. 

Silence fills the space between the two of you once again, and you look over to Sunghoon. He was looking down at his phone and was listening to music. You took this time to take a look at what he was wearing. This time, he had on a  pair of black ripped jeans, with a white t-shirt, and a black blazer jacket on top, with some silver jewelry to match. You accidentally make eye contact with him as you begin to lift your eyes back up from studying him. You broke eye contact and quickly looked away while a bright red began to bloom on your face.

While trying to calm your fast-beating heart, you feel a soft tap on your shoulder and you look over, only to see Sunghoon smiling at you and offering one of his earphones to you. You smiled and mumbled a small thank you when you took his earphone and the soft tempo of Where the sea sleep began playing. The two of you listen to the song in silence, being completely comfortable with each other-  despite it only being the second time you’ve met. 

As the song came to an end, you quickly glanced at Sunghoon and you decided to ask more about him.

“How-”

“How-”

The two of you stopped before you both burst into joyful laughter. The earphone that was in your ear falls out and your laughter turns into giggles as you bend down to pick them up, Sunghoon’s laughter still ringing in your ear.

“You can go first-”

“You go first-” 

Another wave of laughter hits the two of you as he gestures to you to go first. Taking small breaths, you try to calm yourself down.

“How have you been, Sunghoon?” You gave him a smile, your head tilting slightly watching him in curiosity.

“I’ve been...alright.” He returns your smile. “How about you?” You look away.

“It could be better,” you pause, “but I’ve been fine.”

Slowly, a conversation emerges between the two of you as you enjoy your time together. The music the two of you were listening to disappeared as you began to question each other about different things and got to know each other more. 

Still in your own world, the two of you don’t notice that the sky had turned slightly darker and the rain was now slowly going away. As your small conversation ended, you noticed you knew a lot more things about him- nothing too personal, but definitely some interesting things such as the fact that he was a figure skater like you, or that he had the same birthday as you- the same year as well. You find it amazing how the boy in front of you had so many things in common with you. 

Grabbing your bag, you stood up from where you sat, and you turned to face Sunghoon. 

“Well,” you began, “I guess it’s time for me to go now.” You smiled at him, and you swear you saw Sunghoon’s eyes dim a little at the thought of saying goodbye. Sunghoon gets up as well, throwing his backpack over his right shoulder. 

“It was great talking to you y/n,” you felt a small sliver make its way through your body as your name rolled off his tongue. “I hope we can do this again soon.” 

“Yeah,” you smile and he waves before he turns around walking away, in the opposite direction of where you are going to go. “Me too.” 

And so, when the rain stopped, the two newly made friends walked away.

May 5th, 2020

It’s raining, again.

Rushing to get out of the rain, you run towards the little bus station again, hoping that maybe you could see Sunghoon there later. As the bus station got in your line of sight, you could make out a figure inside the stop. You hesitated to go inside the stop as you didn’t want to bother the person inside, but the rain was getting heavier, so you stepped in.

Bunching up the ends of your skirt, you squeeze it hard trying to get your skirt to be somewhat drier. Wet strands of hair were sticking to your face, you brush your hand through them- pushing them back and showing your forehead. You wipe your face with the wet sleeve of your soaked shirt and a hand reaches out with a handkerchief from beside you and you look up at the owner at the hand.

“Use it.” It was Sunghoon. You could feel your heart start to beat faster and faster, and your whole body begins to feel hot. You smiled at him, taking the handkerchief from his hand and uses it to wipe the water from your face.

“Thank you.” You said to him, your voice being drowned out with the sound of rain falling hard to the concrete streets. Sunghoon watches as you pat away the water on your cheeks, a slow smile stretches on his face as he stares at you.

“Why are you here today?” You asked him as you put your bag down and turned towards him.

“I’m just waiting for the rain to go away, I don’t feel like getting soaked today.” his eyes turn into crescents as he gives you a small grin, a hint of mischief laced in his voice. “What about you?” 

“What you said,” You tell him as you look into his eyes. “I’m just waiting for the rain to pass.” You could feel yourself slowly get drawn deeper into his eyes as he stares at you with an emotion you can’t really decipher. 

“Well, I guess we can keep each other’s company while we wait.” You break eye contact at the sound of his voice- feeling a small sense of disappointment as you look away. “You won’t mind that would you?” 

“No, of course not.” 

The two of you exchanged questions and talked about your hobbies for hours, the rain providing you a comfortable setting with its sound and smell- which you both enjoyed. You quickly learned that you both came from rich families and that you both had a deep hatred for the way the high society had so much control over your daily lives- how you both had to put up an act every time you were in the public’s eye. The longer you had talked with Sunghoon the more you noticed different things about him- how little dimples would always show up on his cheeks when he smiled or how he was very expressive with his face, always making cute expressions when he talks about something.

Everytime Sunghoon smiled at you, you could feel your heart explode, everytime he looked at you, you could feel your ears heat up into a bright red. It felt euphoric to be able to spend time with the boy in front of you. From the first day you met him, he had piqued your interest- you wanted to know more about him, ask him why his eyes were so dull that day. But now when you look into his eyes you could see stars- it was like his eyes held the whole universe inside them. 

You knew exactly what you were feeling and you were scared. It felt dangerous to fall in love with Sunghoon. He was really no one but a stranger you had meet for a couple of times and you knew little to nothing about him- for all you know if he had could’ve been lying to you ever since you began talking.

When the rain slowly comes to a stop, so does your conversation, and once again the two of you begin to prepare to go your separate ways. Hesitating a bit, you reach out and tap his back with your phone, and he looks at your phone before he looks up at you, staring right into your eyes tilting his head as a silent question. 

“Can I…have your number?” He remains silent and still for a second before he breaks into a smile and he grabs your phone out of your hand.

“Of course,” he types in his number on your phone. “I was just about to ask.” He gives your phone back, and you take a look. He had saved himself as “Sunghoonie” with a little penguin emoji behind it making you break into a smile.

“I still have something I have to do, so I'll get going now.” Sunghoon threw his bag over his shoulder and stood up before looking at you. “ I’ll see you next time y/n. I hope you like me enough to send me a text.” He gave you another one of his blinding smiles before he turned away, walking at a quick pace, trying to get home quick as he tried to hide the huge smile that was planted on his face as well as the slight blush that creeped its way onto Sunghoon’s face.

You smiled as you watched as he walked away from where the two of you sat for the past hour and just as you were about to turn and take your leave you noticed the little black and white umbrella that was clipped onto his backpack, the smile on your face growing impossibly bigger as you slowly walked away while the sun behind the grey clouds showed itself once again. Your steps were a little faster than usual, wanting to get back to the house you never called home so that you could text the boy you had just talked to, excitement blooming inside of your stomach and you could only hope that your mom would ignore you instead of yelling at you today.

And so, when the rain stopped, the two red faced teenagers parted ways. 

“But mother I don’t want to go the party-“

Before you could finish your words your head was flung to the side, a big red mark started to form on the left side of your face, crystal tears started to form in your eyes.

“It’s the only thing you can do for me and your father after all the things we had to do to raise you up.” She wiped her hands on a white handkerchief before she discarded it in the garbage, “So just do what we are telling you to do like a good daughter- and don’t you dare embarrass us in front of our partners, like how you did last time when you lost in that figure skating competition to the son of Park Jaehwan.” 

Your mother snickers at the name, before she looks you in the eyes again. “Do you know how embarrassing it was for us to know that you lost to his son? He was so cocky about it too, always bringing it up everytime we met. Don’t embarrass us again y/n. You know what happens if you do.” She glares at you as a warning one more time before she makes her way up into her study leaving you alone in the living room to cry your heart out at her words.

Your maids (who you see as sisters instead) rush to help you get into your room to get you ready. The oldest and closest to you- Yeji tries to comfort you the best she could as she wipes your tears away. 

“Please stop crying y/n, you're going to mess up your pretty eyes.” She signals the other girls to start preparing you. “I know how much you hate this but we have to do this.” You look at her with sad eyes, ones that have seen and been through too many things. Different girls held different things in their hands, one bunch had hair brushes and hair ties in their hands while another bunch had different makeup in their hands. 2 of the girls came up to you as Yeji continued to whisper encouraging comments at you, in their hands was a beautiful white dress- one that would make anyone that’s wore it look like an angel. It wasn’t a very long dress as it only went down to your knee- it was an off-shoulder lace dress with tiny diamonds lined up at the shoulder seam, it was easily one of the most beautiful dresses you’ve seen. 

Pushing you into the washroom that was in your room, they all leave you to change into the dress. You put it on gently, afraid that it would rip and you looked into the mirror when you were done.

Oh my god.

You thought as you spun around, watching as the soft silky fabric fluttered in the air. You were in awe at how the dress fitted you perfectly, how it made you look so beautiful- how it made you feel beautiful. A knock on the door disrupts your thoughts as you hear Yeji asking you if you were done and that you needed to get your hair and makeup done.

You open the bathroom door and you watch as all of the maids’ mouths drop open in shock. You let out a cute giggle as they start to snap out of their shock and they began to run around the room like headless chickens trying to get you to look even more beautiful then you are now. Skillful hands were everywhere touching nearly everything, there were hands on your face, fingers in your hair, and you were pretty sure at one point someone’s hand was on your feet putting your shoes on for you but you couldn’t tell.

Once they were done, they had stood you in front of a mirror once again. And if you thought you had looked your best before- you were wrong. Now standing in front of the mirror with your hair done and simple but elegant makeup on your face, you looked like a goddess. The small diamond earrings that were dangling on your ears complemented the diamonds on your dress and the white stiletto heels complimenting your white dress. 

Without hearing your mother knock, she slams the door open before she begins to drag you out and rant about being ‘fashionably late’ before you had a chance to say thank you to your maids- so you mouthed it to them and flashed a quick smile before being pushed out of the front door. And into a car that was too expensive to your taste.

It was so boring.

There was nothing to do, and no one to talk to. Everyone that was in the room were adults that were just looking to show off their wealth and power or adults that were looking for new business partners- there was no place for a teenager like you. You were placed next to your mother who was talking to one of her business partners who also had their son standing next to them. 

“Hey y/n.” You look over to the voice, “how have you been?” It was the boy that stood beside the man who was talking to your mother. 

“Hey Jay,” You lifted your glass of apple juice to him, which he cheered his cup with yours before he downed the whole thing. “I’ve been good, you?” He takes a look at you again before he places his now empty cup on a platter of a nearby servant.

“I’ve been good too.” A small talk begins between the two of you before you are both interrupted by another boy.

“You should really smile y/n, you look like you’d rather die than to be here.” You turn around to the voice only to see Lee Heeseung, another close friend of yours and Jay “Hey Jay.” He says to his cousin before they do their little handshake.

“Shut up Hee, you know how much I hate being in these parties.” The named boy lets out a small chuckle before he pats your shoulder in a teasing manner.

Slowly, as the three of you quietly talk in your own little circle, more and more teenagers joined you- some boys named Sunoo, Jungwon, and Riki along with a girl named Ryujin.

The topics the seven of you talked about flew around everywhere, quickly changing as a person talked about something else that interested the rest of the six. Suddenly, a loud sound came out of nowhere as a rainstorm slowly brewed outside the window. Everyone inside the beautifully decorated ballroom paid no attention to the weather outside as they continued to dance and chat inside the dry, brightly lit golden room. 

You stared outside into the rain a little longer than everyone else, your mind wandering off to the boy named Sunghoon. You wondered if he was thinking about you right now- if he wanted to meet you again. 

Feeling a light tug on your dress, you look away from the world outside to Ryujin who was looking at someone in the crowd. She inches a little closer to you before bringing her mouth near your ear.

“Someone’s been staring at you for a while now,” she pauses, looking back to the crowd again. “I don’t know if you know him or something, but he doesn’t seem to hold any hostility to you from what I see.” Her eyes searched the crowd before quickly pointing to the two boys that were talking near the wall opposite to your group.

You recognized the boy in the navy blue suit right away- it was Jake Shim, a distant cousin of Jay. The two of you never talked much but the two of you still considered each other friends. You squint a little at the second boy who's back faced you, the boy wore a white suit and he had black hair that was slightly slicked back.

Your eyes widened as the two of you made eye contact, and you suddenly felt as if everyone else in the room had disappeared leaving only you and Sunghoon in the room. Sunghoon’s face matches yours as his eyes widen slightly and his mouth opens to let out a small gasp of surprise. 

You were so caught up in surprise at the sight of Sunghoon that you didn’t notice Jake waving excitedly at his cousin and had begun dragging Sunghoon to your group. You snap out of your surprise as Jake waves his hand in front of your face in excitement before saying his greetings.

“Hey y/n! It’s nice to see you again!” He smiled at you and you were flustered at his puppy-like personality. He points to Sunghoon as he begins introducing the two of you. “This is Park Sunghoon, he’s my best friend in high society! If I remembered correctly, you skate right? Sunghoon here also skates a lot, maybe you guys can be friends or something!” You stared at Sunghoon for a few seconds before you tore your eyes from him to look at Jake who seemed like an excited puppy waiting for your compliments. 

“Hi Sunghoon, it’s nice to meet you.” You gave Sunghoon a tight lipped smile- one that never reached your eyes. 

“Hello, y/n. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He also smiles, but it was one that looked forced- unlike all of the ones you’ve seen on his lips when you talked at the bus station. Jake leaves the two of you to greet his cousin and the rest of your friends. The two of you were quiet, not knowing what to say to each other in a situation like this. 

“So-“

“How-“

The two of you pause for a second before laughter bloomed between the two of you, finding his situation familiar. Sunghoon gestures to you to go first as the laughter begins to quiet down.

“So...how have you been?” You asked him quietly as the atmosphere around the two of you began to feel awkward once again. It’s been over a week since you’ve seen Sunghoon and seeing him here was surprising as you didn’t expect to see him again. 

“I’ve been good,” he sighed, “I didn’t really want to come but now I’m glad I did since I got to see you.” He smiles again- this time, it was genuine and his big eyes turned into little crescents. Out of nowhere, he suddenly grabs your hand before he drags you to a balcony door, he pushes you inside and closes the door when he gets inside himself. 

The balconie was quite spacious and it had a roof so the rain didn’t get to the two of you. The two of you stand next to each other in silence as the rain once again accompanied the two of you, silently helping the two of you get comfortable with it’s sounds of raindrops falling to the ground.

“You look beautiful today.” Sunghoon breaks the silence between the two of you as he stared into the rain, thanking god in his head that it was already dark outside so that you couldn’t see the deep blush that was painted on his face. 

Under the dim light the moon provides the two of you with, you finally took your time to study Sunghoon. Today, he was wearing a white silk suit, his silky black hair was slick back and his plump lips looked as if they were painted with a slight red tint- making his face look even more attractive (if that was even possible).

“Thank you,” you were glad that your maids had used foundation on your face today to cover up the nasty mark your mother had given to you otherwise, Sunghoon would definitely see the red blush that crept onto your cheeks. “You look handsome today too,” You giggled as you looked down at your own outfit. “We match.” 

He looks at your outfit, staring at you with his big eyes before he looks down on his own clothes.

“We are,” he laughs as he looks back up at you. “What a coincidence.” Silence befalls the two of you once again and the rainstorm starts to slow down as you stare at each other in silence. It felt as if there were only the two of you left on the balcony and you wanted the time to stop right at this moment. You both stared at each other in silence, forgetting about everyone that was in the room behind the closed door. Just as you were about to open your mouth to talk to him, the balcony door suddenly busted open, and there stood your mother- her face was red in you didn’t know if it was embarrassment or anger and her biggest rival, Park Jaehwan standing right behind her, staring at the boy next to you in disappointment.

“What are you doing with that boy y/n.” She states rather than ask, “get over here. Now.” You don’t move, wondering why she was so angry at the moment. 

Instead of waiting for you to move, your mother walks over to you instead and wraps her hand around your forearm, her grip was tight and her nails dogged into your skin. The man behind her calmly walks to Sunghoon before he pats him on the shoulders. 

“Dad.” You turn your head in surprise and your eyes grow big.

Dad?

Sunghoon is Park Jaehwan’s son?

“What were you doing with Min Soonyeon’s daughter here?” He questions Sunghoon as he burns holes onto your skin with his stares.

“We were just…” He makes eye contact with you and you can see the gears in his head turning to come up with a lie.

“We-“

“We were just getting to know each other.” You cut through what Sunghoon was about to say and the older man glares at you while your mother’s grip on your hand tightens around your arm.

“I did not ask you girl, I asked my son here.” He tells you, his tone hostile and he turns his glare from you to your mother then back to you again. “Don’t answer what was not asked of you, it’s basic manners- but I don’t blame you, being the daughter of Soonyeon it was expected you won’t know such a thing.” 

Your mother scoffs as she pulls on your arm and hides your body with hers before she glares at the older man.

“I don’t think you should say that Jaehwan, seeing that your son couldn’t even answer a simple question.” Your mother glances at Sunghoon who was silently just staring at you before she turned her eyes back onto Jaehwan. “I can see that he got that from you Jaehwan. I must say however, he’s definitely a better man than you- at least he isn’t cocky over the stupidest things like you.” She hisses before she turns on her heels, dragging you by your arm to the balcony door.

“Let’s go y/n, we don’t want to continue to talk to these unruly men.” You look back just as you cross the door to see Sunghoon staring at you with sad eyes and he mouths a small ‘sorry’ to you. 

“It’s alright, I’m sorry about my mother.” You mouthed to him just before he disappears from your line of sight as your mother drags you out the front lobby and into your car. 

You can tell that your mother was filled to the brim with anger and you chose to shut your mouth in order to not anger her more. A small ‘ding’ comes from your phone and you bring it up to your face to check.

Sunghoon 🐧: I’m so sorry about that y/n. What my dad said to you was rude and I’m sorry you had to hear that.

You smile at the name. You bring your hand up to your phone as you begin to type your reply.

You: It’s really nothing Sunghoon, trust me, I’ve heard worse. I’m sorry about my mother, she really doesn’t have a filter for anyone. I hope you weren’t offended by that.

Sunghoon 🐧: It’s fine y/n. Really 😄 You looked really beautiful tonight y/n, I don’t remember if I’ve told you that and even if I did, I’ll say it again- you looked amazing tonight.  It was great talking to you tonight, I had fun. 😁 I have to go now, but it was really nice seeing you tonight. 

You: Thank you Sunghoon, you looked handsome as well, I almost thought you were a prince from a fairytale 😉 But it was great talking to you again, I really didn’t expect to see you at the party but I’m glad I did. Goodnight Sunghoon, sweet dreams.

You closed your phone as you stared outside to the passing buildings, watching as the rain finally stops . Your head spinning with joy and your face flushed with bright red, and a huge smile decorated your face.

What you didn’t know however was that Sunghoon on the other side of the phone was just like you- his face was red and a smile decorated his face as he talked with your friends who were still at the party, the image of you smiling in the dress you wore never leaving his mind. 

And so, when the rain stopped, the two lovestruck teenagers parted ways.

It’s been weeks since you’ve seen Sunghoon at the party, and since then the both of you have been texting non-stop over the phone. Every little thing in your everyday life was shared with Sunghoon- how your lunch had tasted that day, or how a boy spilt some coffee on you by accident, and even you helping a elderly lady across the streets, Sunghoon listened on and on- never cutting you off. He just listens quietly to you as you happily tell him everything, smiling as he realizes how happy you were that day, or he would have a frown stretched on his face in worry as he listens to you.

Sunghoon was a simple man. 

He never said much even when the two of you got closer together. He never shared much about his life like you did. He always just smiled and said a simple “It was alright” when you’d ask him about his day, or he would shake his head in denial when you’d ask him if there was something bothering him. Soon you had realized that that was just how Sunghoon is- simple, quiet.

A silent promise was made between the two of you when you had met for the fifth time under the same bus stop you and him met nearly half a year ago. It was raining- again, that day when the two of you saw each other after texting for so long without seeing each other. 

It was just like the first time you met him- he was soaked from head to toe in rainwater and you just so happened to have a spare hoodie inside your backpack. It was like meeting him for the first time all over again, but this time, a new feeling bloomed inside both of your young hearts- burning with heavy passion and love. It was so painfully obvious to the both of you what that feeling was- love.

From that day on, you both would always find yourself going to the bus station whenever it rained- it didn’t matter if you guys were doing anything, you just knew that you wanted to see each other again. 

So you go. To the same damn place that you both loved so much.

And he would always be there. Every. Single. Time. And so would you. The rainstorm never stopped either of you from going with it’s rain water, it never mattered if you were soaked in rain or that you’d get sick the next day- all you cared for at that exact moment was Sunghoon. 

The boy you fell in love with.

The quiet, gentle, and loving boy that you meet on this one rainy day by chance.

Every time it rained, the two of you would talk hours on hours about anything and everything. He would hold your hand in his larger, warmer ones, rubbing his long, thin fingers across the back of your hand in a soft, loving manner and you would lay your head on his shoulders- taking in his soft citrus scent that you grew to love so much that you searched through the entire city of Seoul to find one that only came close to the one he used. 

It always felt as if the two of you were the only ones in the world when the rain fell. You felt euphoric when you would hug inside your small world under the roof of the bus stop, and he would tell you how much he loved you. 

It might have been fast to other people, but to the two of you- it felt as if it was natural. The love you had for each other felt so strong, so obvious that even without words, passerbys could tell how much the two of you loved each other. 

But every time when the rain stopped, the two of you parted ways. As if everything was normal, as if you never knew him more than Park Sunghoon, the son of Park Jaehwan’s son, your biggest competitor in the ice skating world, and the son of your mother’s biggest rival- as if you never spilled “I love you''s to each other.

When the rain stops, so does your heart. It stops beating for anything else in the world and when the rain falls, your heart beats again- in a fast, rapid pace that you’ve never felt before unless you were with Sunghoon. 

The rain was your safe haven- for it always meant you could meet Sunghoon again. That you can run without care in the world right into the safety of his arms, and that you could stay there until the rain stops again. 

It was clear to you at this point that there was no pulling back. You were in love with the rain as well as the boy in front of you- Park Sunghoon- and there was no way you could ever stop.

Your head twists to the side as a loud slap echoed around the house you never called home. The bright, glowing red mark on your cheek stinging as you see your mother glaring at you with hatred in the corner of your eyes. You notice your dad just sitting on the couch reading his newspaper as if the scene happening in front of him didn’t;t happen at all.

“HOW DARE YOU!” Your mother screamed at you while holding your phone in her hands, your texts with Sunghoon over the years clear to everyone who walks by. “YOU’VE BEEN TALKING TO PARK JAEHWAN'S SON FOR NEARLY A YEAR BEHIND OUR BACKS?!” She screams again, her hand raised and flies down to meet your cheeks with a hard slap, turning your head to the other side.

You don’t dare look at her, too afraid to see what she looked like right now. Your mother had found out about you texting with Sunghoon when she had looked over your shoulder when you were texting him and now here she is- your phone in her death grip and she stared at you with pure hatred in her eyes.

All of the workers in the house silently watched as your mother screamed at you, too afraid of what she might do to them if they spoke up.

You tune out all of the remarks your mother was making at you and you dip your head down, staring at the pair of sneakers Sunghoon bought for you when he saw your soaked shoes one day. Since then, the both of you always exchanged little gifts with each other. And soon enough, the two of you confirmed your feelings with each other.

Although neither of you ever vocally confirmed but it was as clear as the day that you were in love and in a relationship- with all the sweet, flirty talks (that you never knew he could say) from him and all of the actions from you, the two of you made a perfect couple in other’s eyes.

But when your mother found out, she was furious- no. The word furious couldn’t even compare to what she is right now. Her face was red in anger and you could practically see smoke coming out of her nose and ears. Her eyes glared at you as if you were never her daughter and her teeth grinder against each other so hard that you were (slightly, but not really) worried that they might fall out. 

“SPEAK! YOU ARE NOT DEAF NOR ARE YOU MUTE. TALK! WHY WERE YOU TALKING TO PARK SUNGHOON?”

You didn’t answer. Knowing you’ll only get even more scolding.

Another slap was delivered to your face when you didn’t answer. This time, the slap was so hard against your head, you could feel your ears ring and your vision turned a bit blurry.

Your father must have seen you look hazy as he finally stood up from his seat on the couch and stopped your mother from slapping you again.

“Stop it now Soonyeon. That’s enough. Y/n go to your room, now. You’re not going to get any food for tonight as a punishment, and if I find any of you giving y/n food,” he pointed towards the maids, “then you will also serve a punishment.” Your father looked at you one more time as you stared at the floor, his stares burning into your skull.

He sighs, “I’m very disappointed in you y/n.” Crack. “Why can’t you just listen to us once and behave?” Crack. “Just…get out of my sight and go to your room. You need to reflect on what you’ve done.” Crack. “And you won’t be getting your phone back until you realize that you need to break up with that…that boy.” And just like that, your father breaks your heart and leaves with your mother towards his office, leaving you alone in the living room.

All of the workers that were just watching rushes up to you to check up and help you. Asking you left and right about how you were feeling, if you needed ice or face cream for your cheeks. You ignore all of them and head right into your room, closing your door loudly, surprising everyone who was in the house.

Tears formed in your eyes as you thought about what your father said. About how he was disappointed in you and that you never behaved the way they wanted you to- even though all you ever did growing up was doing everything they ask (or rather ordered) you to do, wishing for nothing more than a single compliment from them or maybe a single hug from them.

But as you began to grow up, you realized how those things that was normal to everyone else were something impossible for you to get. Your parents only ever cared about their business and their status. Never did they really care about you or your happiness. If they really did, then they would have noticed how happy you sounded when you were texting Sunghoon, or how you were getting happier day by day when you were with Sunghoon- but ah, of course they didn’t. They don’t even care anyways.

Grabbing your old phone from your bedside cabinet, you text Sunghoon with your old number (which he saved for emergencies like these!).

You: Hey Sunghoon, let’s meet up later tonight.

Sunghoonie💞: sure, but are you okay? Why are you texting like that? Is something bothering you?

You smile, feeling giddy to know that Sunghoon could notice these little things about you, but your smile drops as you realize what you needed to tell him later.

You: Um, yeah. I need to tell you something, and I’d rather tell you in person…

Sunghoonie💞: Of course, anything for you. Same place at same time?

You: yeah, like always.

Sunghoonie💞: alright, remember to bring an umbrella tonight, the forecast said it might rain tonight. I love you ❤️

Your heart skips a beat.

You: Thanks Hoonie, you too. I love you too ❤️

You put down your phone and you let out a big sigh. Why did the world hate you so much?

You wait in the bus stop with two cups of hot coffee in your hands. 

And somehow, although it was in the middle of winter right now, it was still raining. 

You sit under the dimly lit bus station as you wait for Sunghoon to show up. The sky was dark, and the streets were empty and silent. You watched silently as the raindrops fell to the ground in front of you, as you waited, and waited, and waited…but he didn't show up.

It’s been hours since the promised time, and yet he hasn’t shown up. You put down the now cold cups of coffee to check your phone to see if you had missed a message from him or something- but there was nothing. He hasn’t even read your latest message that was sent two hours ago. 

Feeling discouraged and cold, you throw the two cold cups of coffee in the nearest trash can as an ambulance speed passes you, in a rush to get to the hospital as fast as they could. Somehow, your heart felt heavy at that moment, as if it was telling you- warning you about something, but you ignored it and started to make your way home.

The rain never stopped. It didn’t stop when you sneaked out the door of your house, it didn’t stop when you got to the station, and it didn’t stop when you were waiting- fuck, it’s still raining now as you walked back home under the same umbrella Sunghoon carried that one day you guys met. The same one that was black and white, the same one that Sunghoon hid behind his backpack when he met you for the third time under the same bus station you were just at. 

As you walked your mind kept going over all of the possibilities of why Sunghoon didn’t come. Maybe he was caught by his parents? Or maybe he had something to do last minute? 

You walked slowly through the dimly lit streets, your head in the clouds but you never noticed the two shadows that were slowly creeping up behind you. 

Before you could even scream, your mouth was covered by a large dirty hand and before you could even process what was happening, you were dragged into a dark alleyway, leaving your (or Sunghoon’s) umbrella on the ground. 

“Give us everything on you. Right now.” A hoarse voice calls out beside you and a cold, sharp object pricks your side. Tears rush to your eyes as you begin to shake- terrified for your life, but you don’t move, cold rain drops making your clothes and hair wet.

“I said give me everything on you right. Now!” The man in front of you whisper-yelled, afraid of waking up the neighborhood if he was too loud.

You don’t move, still frozen in fear but a quick, hard slap to your face snaps you out of it.

I don’t wanna die.

You think to yourself. 

I still have so many things I want to do. I don’t wanna die. 

With a shaky hand, you begin to remove all of the jewelry on you- the earrings you got from your parents when you reached adulthood and the ring you had gotten from your grandmother. You remove your purse from your shoulder before you handed everything to the two thieves. 

“Please-please just let me go now, I pro-promise I won’t tell anyone!” Your words shuddered over one another and your voice was shaky, anyone could tell that you were absolutely terrified right now, but the two don’t move.

“We want that too.” The man beside you tells you and he reaches out to touch the necklace on your neck. You shrink yourself away from him, terrified of what he was going to do.

“No! You-you can’t take this! Anything but this!” You yelled at them before they slapped you again making you quickly slap your mouth. 

“Shut up you bitch! Do you want to die? Now give us that necklace!” The man in front of you yells while he tries to take the necklace of you himself.

“No!” You try to get away from the man’s hold. 

The necklace was something you can not ever give away. It was the first ever gift you had received from Sunghoon, and you didn’t want to ever give it to the filthy criminals that were in front of you.

“Ugh, you bitch! Just give it to us and we’ll leave you alone!” The man beside you tells you as he also joins in the small fight between the man and you for your necklace.

A sudden strike of pain hits you on the side and everything stops.

Slowly, you lose the energy to stand up on your own and you drop down to the floor, a warm, wet substance soaking the back of your shirt, the salty drops of rain hitting your face directly. The two men quickly run away, grabbing all the stuff that you had previously given them when they hear a man shout at the beginning of the alleyway., but not bothering to take your necklace anymore.

Everything felt hazy now, and you couldn’t see anything with your vision bury and black spots filling your vision. You could hear a muffled voice of a man calling for help from you don’t know who, but you could feel your body getting lighter and lighter. The calming sensation of laying on the ground and the cold rain hitting your warm body takes over, and you close your eyes. 

Am I dying?

Who are you kidding, of course you were. There was no way you weren’t. A stinging pain was pounding against your left side where one of the men had a knife against you, and it doesn't take a genius to know what happened- even if you were starting to feel more and more sleepy.

Knowing yourself that you’ve already bled too much and that there was no saving you anymore, you let your mind rest and just think about all of the happy things you’ve been through in life- but there were no signs of your parents.

Instead, all you could see when you closed your eyes was the face of your lover. The very man that your parents wanted you to stay away from- the very man you were going to break up with tonight. The man you loved with your whole heart- Park Sunghoon.

His smile, his laugh, all of his small habits, all of the time the two of you skated together, and all of the time you talked under the bus station flew through your mind like a record. All of the happy memories in your too short of a lifetime plays in the matter of a few minutes inside your head, and you do nothing else other than smile when you feel hands over your body, placing you on a soft bed and into an ambulance.

I love you.

You think as tears slowly seeps through the corner of your eyes.

I love you Sunghoon. 

His face shows up inside your head again.

Thank you for loving me.

Your hand drops.

And the rain stopped.

Your parents run into the emergency room frantically, both of their hearts heavy with both guilt and worry.

“How is she Doctor?! She’s okay right?” Your mother asks ina. Hurry, not even caring about her image anymore, tears gathered in her eyes as she held onto your father’s arms for support. Your father’s face was void of any emotions but his eyes betrayed him with them over spilling with worry.

Your doctor shakes his head.

“I’m so sorry but the patient had already died when she was on her way to the hospital. I couldn’t do anything for her any more. I’m sorry for your loss. Y/n l/n, time of death; December 8th, 00:13am.” He explains before bowing his head and leaving.

Your mother breaks down in tears as she drops down to the floor, guilt filling her entire body.

If only she didn’t yell at you. 

If only she didn’t tell you that you were a disappointment.

If only she didn’t tell you to break up with Sunghoon.

If only she told you she loved you.

Your father stands still as a tear finally runs down one of his eyes. All of the memories of you played over and over again in his mind, from when he first held you in his arms the time when you said your first words, you walking by yourself for the first time, and all of the other things he wished he treasured more when he still had time.

The two of them walked out the door to the emergency room as your body was rolled out with a white blanket on your face by the nurses. Your mother cried even more seeing your body, knowing that everything that happened to you was mostly her fault.

Not far from where your parents stood, another pair of grieving parents were crying over their now dead child. 

“This is all your fault!” The woman screamed at her husband. “If you never yelled at him or tried to control him he would’ve never been there!”

The woman breaks down again, as her husband looks down in shame, guilt, and sadness. His only child, his only son was now dead because he tried to make him break up with his beloved. 

Sunghoon was now dead because of him.

If only he didn’t yell Sunghoon earlier, then he wouldn’t have tried to meet up with y/n. If he didn’t try to meet with y/n, then he never would’ve died.

Then he would never have been hit by a car. 

Maybe it was all because of the two family’s selfishness that led to their only child’s death or perhaps this is just how their story was about to end. 

The boy who tried to get to the girl he loved in order to satisfy his father by breaking her heart and the girl who tried to meet with the boy she loved to break his heart. In order to be the good girl her family wanted her to be. 

Perhaps it was fate that they both died trying to meet, or maybe they were just never meant to be together and the stars decided to punish them. 

How ironic was it that they had both got into an accident near each other, and died on their birthday at the same time? 

How ironic that it was their love that led to their own deaths? 

How ironic was it, that when the two died, the rain finally stopped?

Mayhaps this was their fate, to fall in love and die. Or maybe, this was all just some kind of sick joke that god played.

Either way, when the rain stopped, two young lovers parted ways. Even death itself could not keep them away. 

Hopefully, through their deaths they can finally find their own happiness.

When the rain stops, two lovers parted ways, both of them on their way to meet each other once again at the gates of heaven.

@ junjungsunwoo, all rights reserved. 

[smolcobie]

Hyunjae | Butterfly Effect

↪ Summary: After a dangerous fire, Hyunjae is unable to hide his feelings for you.

Word Count: 3,5k

Warnings: Suggestive | Fire | Friends To Lovers | Heavy Making Out

Genre: Hyunjae x Reader | HYUNJAE FIREFIGHTER AU | Female Reader

Dedicated to my fav deobi friend @santacruz-sand​ <3

Human beings are known for their daily mistakes. We used to say that every day we make a mistake, some don't make that much difference, others can change the course of your life, better known as the butterfly effect. Each action has its reaction, gradually shaping the path you will take in life.

Some say that this is fate, that no matter how much you try to escape, it will happen. Others prefer to believe that you create your own destiny. I didn't believe in any of these theories, in fact, I always preferred to think that it is easier to do your best every day than to be disappointed by the path you took because you thought that this was your destiny after all.

The greatest example that my theory was real, was seeing how my best friend lived. Every single day he left early, before the sun came up, and came back when it was night. Being a firefighter required perfection in his form, discipline, punctuality, courage to face his fears, and a lot of willingness to risk his own life for the benefit of society.

I watched him cautiously, analyzing his ways and manners. The way he slammed the gate hard to make sure it was locked, or how he sighed and gave a silly smile when he managed to do something he liked, but what I liked most was the way he struggled every day to cheer people's lives.

- ▪︎ -

"[NAME], do your best every day and no one will have the courage to speak ill of the way you live." He said with his red cheeks and heavy eyes from the soju he drank.

"What are you talking about? I live very well, you're the one who lives next to my house and keeps risking your life." I laughed, fixing up his fringe that was messy "You're already starting to get drunk, let's go home." I got up pulling on his shirt and he made a weeping face.

"[NAME], why are you so mean to me?" He said slyly and I lifted him up with all my strength hugging him around the waist "Hyunjae, come on, you need to rest." He sighed and started walking making a pout on his lips.

"Stop pouting, you know you need to rest. You work a lot and when you take a break you want to drink soju and philosophize about life with me." I commented while walking down the dark street.

"But you are my best friend, you have to listen to me." I laughed at his comment "If you paid me I could even quit my job, after all, listening to you is all I do." "That's why I love you." He chuckled and put his head on my shoulder as I opened the door to his house, after entering the password.

"I love you too, so go to sleep." I tossed him on the bed and he smiled happily hugging his soft pillow.

- ▪︎ -

It was almost always like this. Hyunjae coming to my house to vent about life, I laugh while making some cards to post on my Instagram and the company. Being a calligraphy artist was a happy part of my life, being able to decorate bookstores, houses, gifts was something that gave me the strength to live.

Hyunjae was such an essential part of my life, that I only realized when our mutual friend asked why we lived so close to each other. My first thought was to think that it would be easier to go out, have fun and talk. My second thought was that I was completely in love with him, and I didn't want to admit it.

It was complicated, an old love that I knew had no way out, but nothing was going to change because I couldn't find any nice guys. I lived with Hyunjae and I had already accepted my condition. Romance went from something I dreamed of as a teenager, to something I value as an adult, but not as much as my sanity.

It was easier to live with Hyunjae than having to go on blind dates with bizarre guys that our friend Sunwoo arranged (probably from the deep web). And I keep ignoring my feelings, being inspired by its way of life.

That day was more beautiful than usual. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear and blue, the traffic seemed calm and the weather was perfect for an outdoor meeting, perhaps a date in the park. The subway was surprisingly empty, although it was very early, and I was completely rested.

It seemed like the perfect working day. I had made many cards at the company, sent some orders by mail, and placed new orders for a major literature event that would take place at the company. Lunch was great and our boss was in a good mood telling stories from when she was in college.

The day had gone well, my colleagues finished their jobs earlier than expected so we were able to go out early and eat fried chicken in a new restaurant near the company. I returned home happy and completely shocked at how perfect my day had been.

I got home and changed my shoes. I took a relaxing bath while listening to the news of the day through my radio hanging from the bathroom sink.

"URGENT NEWS! THERE IS A FIRE IN A BUSINESS BUILDING LOCATED IN THE GANGNAM REGION, MANY ARE THREATENING TO JUMP THROUGH THE WINDOWS. SOURCES CONFIRM THAT THE FIRE STARTED BY THE BAD WIRING THAT HAS NOT BEEN CORRECTLY REPLACED. THE FIREFIGHTERS HAVE JUST ARRIVED AND ARE PREPARING TO RELEASE THE PLACE AND REMOVE SURVIVORS. ”

I immediately turned off the shower, drying myself quickly, putting on any clothes, and going to the living room to turn on the TV and see the news.

All the channels were talking about the fire. It even seemed ironic, as I had a great day, and now a building near my company was on fire, and I had to see desperate people on the TV screen.

My heart stopped and my eyes lit up when I recognized Hyunjae running away with a long sheet and other men helping him from afar. This was apparently what he was supposed to do, try to stay calm and help people in a tragedy that could cost their lives.

“FIREFIGHTERS MOBILIZED QUICKLY AND SURVIVORS ARE GETTING TO THE GROUND SAFELY. THE FIRE HAS BEEN CONTROLLED AND WE HAVE NO NEWS FROM ANY VICTIMS IN SERIOUS STATE UNTIL THE MOMENT-” The woman turned and the cameraman filmed Hyunjae leaving the scene with a woman unconscious in his arms “THIS YOUNG BRAVE MAN REMOVED THE LAST VICTIM FROM THE LOCATION. AMBULANCE HAS ARRIVED AND WILL TREAT EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY. ”

I closed my fists tightly, my mouth dried and my heart sped up. Hyunjae had entered that burning building, risking his life, to save another one.

The fire subsided until it was extinguished. Reporters were still talking about how the police were already investigating everything and how fortunately no lives were lost and the victims had only minor injuries. I sighed with relief and sent a message to Hyunjae, congratulating him, but mostly asking how he was doing.

Me:

[Are you okay? I just saw it all on TV, I'm so worried!]

[I am proud of you, you were amazing.]

[I hope you're all right, send a message when you see this.]

Received.

I sighed and laid down on my bed covering my eyes trying to remember that he was fine.

"Nothing happened."

"Hyunjae is fine. No need to worry."

I was trying to convince myself that he was fine, alive, and doing his job, but my heart couldn't calm down. I decided to take a light tranquilizer and lie down again.

Maybe he would answer me in the morning, I would wait patiently and everything would be fine.

I turned on some drama on TV while I was busy watching cute animals on Youtube to pass the time. After a few hours and having a quick nap, I was surprised by the ringing of my cell phone and saw that it was Hyunjae.

I got up and answered quickly.

“Hyunjae ?! Are you okay? Where are you?" I hurried over and felt him give a tired laugh on the other end of the phone.

“I'm outside your house, please open it for me. It's a little cold here. ” He made a little joke like he always does, maybe, trying to calm my worried mood.

"Okay, I'll be right back." I hung up the phone and ran out to the door.

I opened the door feeling my heart racing, my joints tingling from suddenly getting up and automatically everything calmed down when I saw his face.

He had his bangs glued to his forehead, his face was dirty with some ash. He still had his work uniform on and was holding some bandages probably bought from the pharmacy near our homes.

"I came for you to heal me." He gave a sarcastic smile as I felt relief wash over my entire body.

"Come on, staying in this serene is bad." I pulled him inside, locking the door and putting his usual shoe in the doorway.

"Unfortunately I bought anything I saw at the pharmacy, so I hope you help me, I'm deadly tired." He started talking quietly trying to hide how he was shaken by that night.

"Hyunjae... are you okay?" I asked seeing him sitting on a chair in the kitchen taking off his uniform, leaving only the standard white blouse and pants.

"Yeah." He said dryly biting his lip and looking away. The habit he made when he lied.

"Stop lying to me." I walked towards him crossing my arms “If you were really well, you would have gone home, answered on your cell phone, and slept in peace."

He sighed and looked at me with a look that made my whole body tremble. He looked scared, anxious, but mostly nervous about something.

"What is it?" I touched his cheek and he sighed, closing his eyes and leaning into my hand.

"I almost lost my mind today." He stood up scratching the back of his neck with a choked voice as if he were about to cry.

"What do you mean?" He looked at me so sincerely that I felt my heart soften.

"We were on the traffic patrol when we heard the call." He laughed, but it was sad. "When they said the address, and I realized it was on the same street as your job, I despaired."

My eyes flew open and he sat on the edge of the couch burying his fingers in his dirty, messy hair.

“I thought you could be there and I lost it. When I got there, all I could think about was you.” I approached and realized that in fact, his eyes were watery "I know I should be concerned with other people, but I could only think ‘What if it is her building? What if she is there? What if she is in danger? What if I can't save her?’ And I went into eternal despair.”

I felt my heart racing so fast it could come out of my mouth.

"I-I didn't care if other people were hurt, as long as you were fine..." He looked at me and I felt a huge urge to hold his face "And it scares me. The way I was afraid of losing you and I couldn't think rationally, on the professional side.”

I sat next to him listening to everything he had to say.

"Hyunjae, anyone would feel the same way, you don't have to feel guilty about it." I wiped away his tears and held his cheeks in the palm of my hands "I would have done the same, thinking about you all the time."

He gave a smile sniffing before holding my hands.

"But it's different this time." He said before looking into my eyes with an invisible force that made me nervous "I thought nothing would make sense if I didn't have you by my side."

I took a deep breath trying to follow his argument.

"I don't want to lose you." He whispered as if it were a forbidden confession "You are the most important person in the whole world to me." He touched my cheek with the palm of his hand "You know that, don't you?" He swallowed hard, leaning his forehead against mine.

I took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair.

"I know Hyunjae, you are also the most special person for me." I said seeing how he had relaxed a little more "Now get up, you need to take a shower and put bandages on these cuts."

I stood up first, but I felt his hand close to my fist. He was taller than me, not so much, but his body was so strong that it made me feel small around him.

"What? Come on, you're very tired. ” I took the lead before I felt him pulling me again.

"[NAME]." He said hoarsely as I studied his face curiously.

Hyunjae was too different that night.

“What is it Hyunjae? Your face is dirty, you need to take a shower. ” I touched my hips trying to understand what he wanted.

Hyunjae approached pulling my wrist towards him before giving a kiss there.

"Come with me." He said making me petrified on the spot.

"W-WHAT?!" I asked nervously as I felt my heart pound so loudly that I was afraid he might hear "I-That's not funny, Hyunjae."

He released my fist and pulled me by the hip, staring deep into my eyes.

"I'm not kidding." I felt a shiver down my back when he admitted it wasn't a joke or a friend flirt "I got tired of pretending I don't feel anything for you."

I couldn't say anything, I was too shocked to reply.

“[NAME], you are the most important person to me and I don't want to live any longer having to treat you just like a best friend.” He touched my chin and raised my gaze to his “Please, be honest with me. Am I just a best friend to you? ”

I felt his gaze enter my soul and I knew I had no way to lie anymore, this was the only chance I would have to admit what I feel.

"No." I swallowed and stared at his mouth, which formed a small smile of satisfaction.

It was amazing the effect that Hyunjae had on me. Even if I wanted to run away, I wouldn't be able to lie because it was already obvious from the way I act.

"Great." I felt my stomach churn when I felt his left hand hold me tighter as his right landed on my cheek, making his thumb touch my chin, caressing it. "I hope you don't mind this."

"Mind wha—" I could barely finish the question and I felt his lips on mine.

I pulled away unintentionally from the shock and looked into his eyes that seemed to be staring at me with an indescribable fire. I swallowed and felt my heart racing as he just smirked sideways, as if he knew what I was thinking.

He approached me slowly, touching our noses and I closed my eyes feeling his breath warm my face. I felt my face heat up and my palms sweat when his lips brushed against mine again. I held on to his white blouse with the rest of my strength and waited for Hyunjae to close the distance that bothered me so much.

I felt his hand move and his fingers pulled my chin down, opening my mouth that was closed by shock. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and felt him laugh through his nose before wetting my bottom lip with his tongue lightly, kissing me gently.

I lifted my hands to his hair where I pulled slightly, feeling my back against the bathroom door. Hyunjae took a quick breath, trying desperately to open the bathroom door, trying not to break the kiss.

I opened my eyes after Hyunjae got rid of me, feeling my heart stop at the sight of him focused on trying to open the bathroom door. His face was flushed, but his ears seemed to burn at how red they were. His dark eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was pink and inviting.

"Aish." Hyunjae said finally opening the bathroom making me smile slightly.

I held on to his blouse when I almost tripped over my own rug and Hyunjae grabbed my waist with his arm. He gave me a shy smile before leaning his body against mine, making me even more nervous.

His fingers played with the old buttons on my wool blouse. I held his neck intoxicating myself by his smell invading my senses. I felt a shiver down my spine when his fingers touched my skin gently, as if it were the most expensive porcelain that should be handled with care.

Hyunjae started the shower making me more and more nervous. He pushed me with some force making my back touch the tile on the cold wall of the bathroom. I felt his wet abdomen touching mine and tried to take his shirt off awkwardly making him laugh with amusement.

I looked into his eyes feeling my cheeks flush hard as I held his necklace in my hand. I smirked when I realized it was the gift I had given them for his last birthday. It was a sun necklace that was completed with another necklace, which was mine and was shaped like a moon.

I used to say that he was the sun that lit up my life and that reflected in me. I didn't expect him to wear it every day, because he is so critical of his clothes and his style, so I was surprised when I saw the jewel on his soft, wide collarbone.

"I-I like that necklace." He justified himself by making me smile as I felt my hair gradually get wet from the shower water.

I caressed his cheeks, removing all the dust and ashes from his face. He closed his eyes as I carefully wiped his face by raising my hands to his hair. My stomach churned when I kissed the corner of his jaw and he let out a long breath squeezing my waist.

"I like you." I confessed by kissing his neck, stroking his hair "Really."

"N-Noona." He said slyly in my ear making me smile. He only called me Noona when he was embarrassed "Don't do this to me."

"What?" I asked, acting like I didn't get his thoughts while looking at his beautiful body in front of me. I moved my hands down his chest feeling my whole body softening and looked him in the eyes hoping he understood the message I wanted to convey.

"You know." He responded by pinning me to the wall as he fiddled with the buttons on his pants, leaning his forehead against mine, chuckling through his nose.

I hugged him feeling slightly embarrassed when I felt him take off my bra and toss it on any floor in the bathroom. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his lips kiss my neck slowly and lovingly.

"[NAME] ..." He sighed and kissed my collarbone "I-I know you like romantic guys, but the last thing I want to do now is to be patient and romantic with you."

I felt my whole body tremble and my thoughts were confused.

"I-Is this okay with you?" He asked suspiciously and I nodded, unable to speak, "Are you sure?"

I just answered him by kissing him again. He returned it immediately, deepening the kiss, holding me in his strong arms.

So, I closed my eyes and just let all those feelings accumulated from so long being satisfied without thinking about anything else.

- ▪︎ -

The truth was that love could come from anywhere, from a friendship for years, from a complete stranger, from a colleague at work or college. There are no limits to define where love should be born.

For Hyunjae and you, it was born out of years of extreme care. An affection that could not be limited by friendship, and by the undeniable attraction you felt for each other. There are people who spend years like this without the courage to declare themselves.

At that moment, a questioning is born within you. What if you hadn't declared yourself that night? What if you had run away? Hyunjae would probably walk away and leave your house feeling his heart broken. You weren't going to have the happy ending you wanted, and you could probably lose a precious friendship.

Ultimately, the butterfly effect has been proven and you should admit that your best 'mistake' was to have overcome your fear and admitted your senses. His best 'mistake' was sleeping with his best friend.

The question that remains is: Was that your destiny, or just the butterfly effect?

Ultimately, none of that mattered, because you both loved each other deeply.

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MASTERLIST

[multi--kpop--fanfics]

The Boyz as dating scandal headcanons - Hyung line

genre: smut, maybe a bit of crack

tbz x idol!fem!reader

This was written for fun, it does not portray the members in any way.

Author's note: Just four bitches aka @moonshineboyz @yeo-moonbae @badboyjuyeon and me being wild deobis. Also, the title probably doesn't even make sense💀

Sangyeon

You had just finished practice and decided to head to the cafeteria

Homeboi was horny the entire fucking time

And rightfully so, cuz you were wearing a tight ass shirt and a pair of tight ass leggings

He pulled you by the wrist towards the cafeteria restroom obviously checking whether you two were alone

"Sangyeon!", "On your knees. Now."

Ofc you comply like the good girl you are

He shoves his cock in your mouth in no time and your jaw goes slack automatically

He ends up facefucking you and he cums on your t-shirt and you desperately try to clean it cuz who tf wants cum on their shirt

The amount of embarrassment you both have after exiting the restroom is enormous and it kinda shows lmao

As if things couldn't get any worse, some fans were outside the company building and started swarming around you, snapping pics

The next day you saw all kinds of posts going around the internet, some related to Sangyeon looking like an absolute boyfriend and others about your shirt looking like an absolute mess

To say you were a mix of a blushing and a panicking mess would be an understatement

Jacob

This boi is a literal angel

Only when you're around him he's not, he loses his composure

Especially during that one vlive you did together

Fans were commenting on how fun and cozy your weekly vlives were and how good your chemistry was

Another fan even left a comment saying "If there's one idol couple I'd want dispatch to expose, it would be you two"

You swear you saw a hint of blush on Jacob's cheeks and a tent in his pants as he saw the comment on the screen

Little did they know that you have been dating Jacob for the past four months, yet you managed to keep it a secret

You weren't sure whether you should go public or not, but the idea of getting caught was somehow turning you on

Giving a meaningful look to Jacob, it didn't take him long to understand what you wanted

"Sorry guys, we're having trouble with the wifi connection, so we have to end the live here", he announces and you wave goodbye to the screen

You turn off the live and Jacob hovers over you with a smirk, "Couldn't even wait for ten more minutes, are you that desperate for my cock, angel?"

Younghoon

the gif was chosen on purpose

You had a scheduled interview with Younghoon for Naver Dispatch how ironic

It was initially supposed to take place in a filming studio, but there was a change of plans and the interview would take place in the TBZ dorms

You had an hour before the staff would arrive, and what better way than fucking your boyfriend on the couch of the dorm

You were horny and so was Younghoon, thus ending up fucking like animals and him cumming on your ass

However, neither of you noticed the few drops that were left on the couch after your heated session

Not until the interviewer pointed out the stains on the couch during the interview

Younghoon went into full PANIC MODE

"Oh my God, how careless of me, I was eating a glazed donut earlier, but I didn't notice the stain, oops haha", you state with a nervous laugh and the interviewer brushed it off, making Younghoon sigh in relief

Too bad the interviewer was smart enough to understand the true nature of the couch stains and the tiny bruise on your collarbone

Hyunjae

This hoe istg

He is SHAMELESS

So are you but mf is on a whole another level

You had prepared a collaboration stage with him and he was a bit too excited for his own good

Literally ten minutes before the show, he pulls you in the makeup room and he downright rips your satin blouse aka your stage outfit

"Jae, what the fuck! That's my stage outfit!", you whine, and rightfully so

"I don't care, you look better without it anyways", he smirks and pushes into you, filling you up deliciously

You hear a staff member knock on the door, saying that you have 5 minutes left to go on stage and you try not to moan from the hammering of Hyunjae's hips

You are still panting while trying to fix your ruined clothes before going on stage

You both barely make it on time for the stage and the crowd screams once the performance begins

Hyunjae was making eye contact the entire time and was licking his lips

You ended up fucking in the backseat of the minivan after the show

I'll do the rest another time cuz I blocked bye

[yeonjuins]

curiosity tag

tagged by: @hyukaheart (tysm hope these questions are so absolutely lovely and i’m so glad i can finally answer questions like these ;;) 

Q: which artists make you instantly smile when you hear their laughs?   A: beomgyu... without a doubt (”: mark as well but we don’t talk about that let’s just focus on beomgyu <3 

Q: what’s a song you’d like to recommend to the person who tagged you? A: i listened to the song you recommended and after hearing that, i think you’d really like kirari futari by mamerico ! 

Q: which artist/s have your favourite voices?   A: nct haechan & txt yeonjun

Q: what are some of the sets from the wonderful ccs here that you find yourself thinking about often?   A: oh man there are far too many... anything i reblog and tag under ‘gfx’ without a doubt come from content creators that i aspire to be on the same skill level as one day (”: i can’t pinpoint exact sets but just to name a few creators that i look up to a lot: 

txt gfx creators   @soobined | @huening-gyu | @slowrabbitpd 

nct gfx creators   @neoheists | @hyuckcity | @lavieenbluu (side note: i kid you not, nct ccs are the backbone of my inspiration and interest in graphic/web design so genuinely speaking, without them, i legit wouldn’t be here- these people literally never miss with their designs) 

txt gif creators @fightorescapes | @yjunies | @gyukai | @jaehyukkies | @mowah | @hueningkais | @pastelette | @magickai | @cherriki (side note: some of these blogs also double as gfx creators that make insane content it’s truly admirable) 

others @woosohn (you get your own little special tag ):< your gifs are really cool though + the way you incorporate your design knowledge into your passion for gifmaking is really cool) 

Q: if you could steal (affectionately) an idol’s pet, who’s would it be and why? A: odi. i feel like we’d both share the same raging hatred towards the light and i’d also love to train him to do a flip (”: 

Q: which artists that share your star sign do you like? ​ A: plenty! rv yeri, txt beomgyu, nct ten, skz hyunjin, the list goes on but my pisces babies <3 

Q: do you have any favourite photoshoots that your ults have done? ​ A: inhales ULKIN. CHOI. YEON. JUN.  and the whole entire nct 2020 departure version photoshoot- the design team KNEW what they were doing for that. 

Q: what songs do you always get stuck in your head? ​ A: literally, any throwback 2nd gen kpop song... i think recently it was ss501 - loveya LOOOOL 

Q: who are your favourite dancers in kpop right now? ​ A: ohHHHHH man i could go on about this but in short, i’ve been extremely infatuated with the way yeonjun dances (he has a very distinct dancing style with his fluidity and his isolations) but this is a whole topic i could dive deep into with a handful of other kpop dancers as well 

Q: are there any photos of your ults that you find yourself thinking about a lot? ​  A: yup. think about them a little too much. 

Q: which artist/s do you feel you can see yourself in? ​ A: another deep inhale my ults (”: for a good year, i refused to believe that mark lee was my bias in nct because my ‘ideal types’ were always your stereotypical pretty boys (i.e jaehyun or johnny) so it never made sense to me why i felt such a connection to someone so..... dumb......?? LMFAO (and for clarity reasons, i don’t think he’s actually dumb i just clown my ults a lot) tldr; seeing the way he prides himself in his projects and always pushes himself to be a better version of what he already is resonated a lot with me + how he deals with his workaholism and the same exact thing can be said for yeonjun  yeonjun’s personal style and his eagerness for creative control over his projects is something i do myself and seeing that be reflected in him makes me very ((”: 

Q: who’s rapping do you always find yourself vibing with? ​ A: ANOTHER DEEP INHALE (omg hope, you asked all the GOOD questions i’m literally screaming) gidle soyeon no questions asked she never misses and she’s the only idol that came to mind where i know if she were to drop any kind of verse, it’d be amazing 

Q: are there any artist/s who’s talking voice you could listen to forever? ​ A: TBZ JACOB NOOOOOOO LMFAOOOO i used to literally listen to this when i was a big deobi and i would go to sleep SMILING AAAAAA even when he loses his ‘customer-service’ voice, i am in love i could listen to him talk for hours 

Q: is there anyone who always mages to give you gender envy? ​ A: no, or at least i don’t think so :o 

Q: and finally, what idol do you think the person who tagged you is most like? ​ A: hMMMMMM wow hope wtf this is such a good question- i don’t know your personality that well but i do associate you with hyuka nonetheless not only because that’s your blogs theme but just since you’re so bright and he’s always so lovely as well (”: 

tagging: god none of you guys have to do this either it’s super long but feel free if you’d like too! @yjunies @woosohn @seunqs​ @mowah​

[heliarae]

3, 4, 6, 7, and 21!!

3. Who/what inspires your graphics/gifs?

I mean, just the groups I'm more into at the moment! I generally do stage gifs so it's just about whoever is having a comeback and if the lighting is cooperative; it really is that simple. Lately it's harder because I don't have a lot of free time anymore. As for my graphics, I just look around on pinterest and deviant art and kinda of make... a conglomerate of a few ideas and do my best to twist and tweak to make it look like something I'm proud of! It's very rare that I just have random inspiration unfortunately. But I won't say it never happens!

4. What do you enjoy about making gifs/graphics?

It's a good creative escape when I have time, it allows me to put some art down on something when I don't have motivation to draw or paint which used to be my go-to creative outlets. Digital art through gifs and graphics, however, is a lot less frustrating in many ways because accidents or things you don't like are more easily undo-able. I won't say it's a stress reliever, because it's not for me, but it is something fun I generally enjoy doing.

6. Favorite graphics and/or gif creators.

Oh man there's so many talented people out there I really look up to. Most of them I found in the deobi fandom people like @hwqll, @cchanhees (tagging them bc we're mutuals, hello lovelies) but also people like @/seulphoria and @/scoups, have done some really wonderful graphics. @/taeminnomuyeppeo .... I am so inspired by their coloring I think it's some of the most beautiful honestly. @xiaojvn also has beautiful coloring. Honestly every creator on this site has so much to offer. (me wishing I was on dash more to see everyone's beautiful stuff....)

7. Favorite graphics/gifs by someone else.

@anyhao's AU series is PHENOMENAL. I would link them all here but please just go to their blog and look them up because they're MWAH amazing and sooo creative! Anything with animations, again I'll mention Han because she was the whole reason I started working on animations in the first place. I just think they add so much to some graphics. This so is not very specific but honestly if I was to link every gif/graphic by another creator that I've just absolutely loved... there would be thousands of links on here.

21. How much time do you spend on a single graphic/gif?

I think the longest I've ever spent on a single set of gifs is probably two hours; if it's any longer than that I have a tendency to just throw it away. The longest I've ever spent on a graphic (post as a whole) is multiple days. Which is why I get upset when they flop lmao. ASK A GRAPHIC/GIF MAKER

[sweetkyu]

blue | sunwoo

genre: angst, fluff.

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol.

word count: 3.7k

n/a: i was inspired by some of jaden's songs to write this fic, this is the first time i post something so be kind hehe

i lost the count of how long i was standing in the middle of my living room, watching the rain fall down through the balcony door, holding onto my cup of chamomile tea with both hands. my mind had already given all the laps around the world as i just stood there. eyes locked to the world outside. empty head, no thoughts. nothing but kim sunwoo breaking into tears when i decided to end our relationship, three months ago. every day has been painful and sorrowful like this, since then. of course sometimes i can manage to just take a deep breath and try to live a day without thinking too much about it. today is the worst day until now because it's the day we would complete five years of dating, that is if we were together. to celebrate it, we had plans of traveling to norway to see the northern lights, a dream we dreamed together since we were kids.

i met kim sunwoo way before he became the boyz' main rapper sunwoo. i could never think that i would be this crazy in love with him when we met, but we don't know nothing about fate, i guess. and me and sunwoo, we were destined to be together, made for each other just like adam and eve. we have so much in common, we share the same dreams, we want to achieve the same things. our moms were university best friends, we didn't have much contact as kids, until the day our mothers decided to put us on the same school to study together... but why would they do that? nobody ever thought we were going to fall in love with each other, but when it happened, to our families it was just perfect. however, ten years after the first day in school together and here we are, here i am completely devastated and drowned in regret, chasing for sunwoo in every place. i thought i would be strong after all these years of relationship, after all the silly fights and misunderstandings i thought i would be able to ignore everything and stay by him, for him. and still i didn't.

his fans knew everything about us, since we started dating before he debuted. i was always there, at all concerts, fanmeetings, music shows. whenever i had the time, i was there in the backstage. deobis were mostly okay with us being together, some of them had social media accounts dedicated for us, i would see everything... and by everything, i mean literally. especially the fans who would hate me and send me messages saying that they wanted me dead, that sunwoo would be better off without me and so much more. that was when i became weak and started to believe in them. that was when my life became a mess in all areas, i was going through a major crisis in my job, my father was sick, some close friends stopped talking to me for no reason at all and sunwoo was on a one-month tour in japan. i was feeling lost, lonely, and i had to do something.

it was raining just like today on that night. i was preparing another cup of tea for me, my third round that day, when he got into the apartment. sunwoo was happy that he was finally home, he would tell stories about the tour and i would just pretend i was listening to them. he could notice something was off and asked me about it. in a whisper i replied him, "i wanna break up". it got silent for long and hard seconds, until i collected courage enough to look at him. the most painful thing i've ever seen, little did i know that scene would be tattoed in my mind for months. beautiful round eyes that i adore so much locking the tears so they wouldn't fall down, he nibbled at his bottom lip before asking "are you serious?" and i took a deep breath before nodding my head as a yes. sunwoo, then, began with the questions, demanding to know where all of that came from considering that we were so happy together. i was rude in my answers, saying that i was tired of the relationship and that i needed some time for myself. moments later and sunwoo went out, slamming the door behind him after i claimed that was the end. 

i've been living under this nightmare ever since, hating myself more every second because i was the one who put myself under this situation, who put sunwoo under this situation. for the past six months i had to just watch sunwoo through his work and social media, and sometimes i would know two or three things about him through chanhee, his fellow groupmate and best friend. chanhee was the only one who knew the truth about the break up and i made him swear he wouldn't tell no one, especially sunwoo, and so he did. in exchange, three months after, chanhee let me know about a mixtape sunwoo would release, mixtape which came out earlier today at midnight. i was kinda excited about this, it is his first solo work and i know how much he wanted to create something with his own touch, his own feeling. the mixtape is called 'blue' and it has only four songs, each named with every letter of the word blue. the songs tell a story on their own, so they make better sense if listened in order and all at once. in the lyrics, he talks about everything he had won as an artist and all that he lost because of that, all in a confused mix of feelings, sometimes full of anger and other times he would sound calm, and it's pretty clear that he is talking about me when he mentions a girl. since his group is now one of the most popular boy groups in korea, it didn't take long for his so waited mixtape to reach #1 in all digital platforms. i was so happy for him and so proud of his work, i even typed a text to send him but i just couldn't press the send button. instead, i expressed my happiness to chanhee, who was extremely comprehensive like always. 

as expected, i spent the entire day of today listening to this goddamn mixtape. every time i would hear his painful words it was like someone was putting a knife into my heart and, oh god, why did i brought so much suffering into this boy's life? this question kept on hammering my head the entire day until i decided i wouldn't listen to it anymore. i finished my shift at work without listening to any music, the background sound would be enough to make me company. i got into the subway with my coworkers just like any other day, they would say something about going out since it was friday and i would pretend i had some other important thing to do. and now, looking at all this rain that is falling outside, i think it was the best i could have done. i look at the clock ticking on the wall and although it's not even 10pm i decide to call it a day. i turn off the tv, let the empty mug by the kitchen sink and drag myself to the bedroom, laying down on my bed, getting comfortable around my pillows and under my fluffy blanket, letting the sleep take full control of my body.

it's still dark outside when i finally managed to free myself from the dream i was having. a dream where everything was fine and i could be found inside sunwoo's loving arms again, feeling his heart beat against mine, smelling his scent, hearing his sweet nothings being whispered at me. but then, so sudden, i looked deep into his eyes and recalled that it was only a dream. i would cry so hard while he would just look at me with a smile on his face. it's been a while since i had dreams like this one. i woke up with tears falling from my eyes, body shaking from head to toes. it took me a while to calm down, when i finally did i decide to have a glass of cold water. after going to the kitchen to drink it, i find my forgotten cellphone onto the dinner table. once i unlock it, i find some unread messages from chanhee.

[00:14] choi chanhee: y/n, i'm sorry but i think it's better for me to tell you

[00:14] choi chanhee: we were at a bar, sunwoo was drunk and started talking about you, saying he had to see you and he left

[00:15] choi chanhee: anyways he is going to your place, we couldn't stop him i'm sorry

[00:15] choi chanhee: call any of us if he acts weird okay? he seems to be out of himself this days... 

i let out a heavy sigh after seeing the messages were sent forty minutes ago, he will be here any time soon. to see sunwoo right now is what i want the most, surely, without any doubts. i miss him with everything that i have. but at the same time i don't feel ready enough for this, i'm not in my best moment, i don't know how i will react when i look at him; once it will be our first encounter after everything that happened between us. without noticing, i start pacing back and forth in my living room, feeling confused and nervous, anxiety growing inside me one more time that night and i feel my legs losing their strength, i sit by the couch as i try to take deep breaths in order to calm myself down again. this can't be happening, this can't be happening, this-- my thoughts are interrupted by the doorbell, followed by knocks on the door. i don't know how but i manage to get up and walk to the door with my jelly-like legs. i don't need to check before opening it. just like i had dreamed moments ago, sunwoo is right in front of me. dark circles around his beautiful eyes, the tip of the nose a bit red and he smells like he has been drinking and smoking for the past few hours. he is wearing black hoodies, black pants and black converse. all black, just the way he likes. i'm still giving no reactions, blinking at the sight of him, hoping for this to be another dream.

"hi" it’s all i can say.

"c-chanhee told me, y/n" he hiccups, taking a deep breath after "he told me everything" i look at him, trying to come up with a sentence but i just can't talk "a-about the haters and how that made you break up with me"

"sunwoo, i--" i stop in the middle of the sentence, couldn't finish because he literally jumped into my arms. a couple minutes later, i close the door behind us before readjusting his arms around me. with the head against his chest i can feel his heart bumping fast and his chin hovering above my head, and somehow it is recomforting. we stay like this for a couple moments, i stop feeling nervous and anxious as i feel his arms around me, calming me down, until his sobbing come into my ears "are you okay?" he nods, kissing the top of my head.

"i just..." i lift my head to look at him, red teary eyes looking deep into my eyes "why didn't you tell me, y/n? huh?" he holds my face with both hands "you can't do this, my love. how can you believe in what other people say when you know i'll love you forever?" he puts his forehead against mine and mumbles "please come back to me, i miss you so much" 

"sunwoo..." i take a deep breath and whisper "i don't know..."

"please, my love, please... i do anything!" his breath smells like alcohol "if you want me to leave the group, i'll do that right now!"

"stop saying nonsense, you know you can't do that!" i shake off his hands away slightly and he seems pretty offended, getting some steps away and looking back at me with angry but still sad eyes, tears now running down his cheeks without permission. a muscle in his jaw twitches making him look scary, yet i'm not afraid.

"it isn't nonsense! it's the truth!" he shouts "how could you believe those words when i am madly in love with you?--" sunwoo paces around the living room, hands messing his hair as if he was having an attack.

"sunwoo, you're screaming--"

"i can't eat, i can't sleep! all i can think about is you!" he takes a deep breath “i have my own pride! you can’t do this to me--”

"it's late, please lower your voice--"

“you can’t just leave me sick like this!” i scratch my forehead at his screamed words “you can’t throw away what we had, not this way!”

“sunwoo, please--”

"why did you have to do this?” he goes on “we've been together for so long, how could you let us just fall all apart?"

"sunwoo..."

"i can't breathe when you're not with me, y/n! fuck!" he slaps the flower pot that once was on top of the table, making it fall into the ground and break into pieces.

"oh my god, kim sunwoo! stop acting like crazy! look what you did!" he stares at me, gasping. i feel my cheeks getting red at the sudden wave of mixed feelings.

"i'm s-sorry" sunwoo looks to the ground and sighs before dropping on his knees, hysterically sobbing "it hurts so much, y/n. you're my everything! i can't stay away from you anymore" he lets out while crying "now why... why would you?" i don't know what to do, but i still keep watching him while holding back some tears.

it doesn't take too much until i can't take this agonizing scene anymore. i know he is tired and confused and i'm definitely not on the mood to fight, that's why i kneel down in front of him and let my hands cup his cheeks. i lift his head, taking a good look at his face as i start to wipe his teardrops away, still fighting back my tears, feeling my heart break into tiny little pieces "why don't you take a shower so you can calm down and then if you're not too tired we talk this through, huh? what do you say?" he opens a sad smile and nods, softly leaning his head against my hand as he searches for more of my touches.

with a certain difficulty, i manage to get him back on his feet but somehow he lost his balance, hardly being able to stand on his feet, so i help him walk to the bathroom while he keeps on muttering that he is sorry for everything and that he wants me back, making this even harder. once we are in the bathroom, i help him with his clothes before pushing him under the shower, i open the faucet, letting the water fall on his head.

"ah! it's cold!" he complains in a hiss, hugging his now naked body.

"i know, but you need it" i close the bathroom shower door, hearing as he mumbles something about not having extra clothes, making me sigh at the fact that he had forgotten that he owns at least three drawers in my dresser.

i walk back to the living room and clean up the mess sunwoo made. when finished, i decide to have a couple more glasses of water to calm down. i still can't believe this is happening. i draw in a long breath as i walk to the bedroom, i open one of sunwoo's drawers, which is exactly the same way it was the day he left. i pick up some clothes for him and soon when i stop hearing the sound of the water falling, i get back into the bathroom to hand sunwoo his clothes. he shyly thanks me before i walk out the room to give him some privacy. few minutes go by until sunwoo shows up in the room, wearing the navy blue pajamas i picked for him, dragging his body to the bed, where i am sitting on.

"i'm sorry, my love. sorry i'm a mess up" he mumbles, stopping in front of me, just by the look on his eyes i can feel that he is completely exhausted, like he would sleep for an entire day if he could. i don't say much, sighing only before getting up to take his hand and sit him down on the bed. i take the towel away from his hands and start to dry off his hair. i feel his hand touch my waist lightly, his thumbs caressing my skin over the material of my shirt, touches ever so soft just like his voice when he whispered "don't be mad at me"

"i'm not" i quickly answer back.

"yes, you are. you're not even looking at me, y/n" he puts his hands on my hands, making any movement of mine stop and then i finally look into his now swollen eyes, all i can see is sadness and sorrow.

"i'm not mad, sunwoo. i just don't like seeing you like that," i try not to cry but it's barely impossible "it makes me sad and it's even worse to know that you're suffering because of me" he wraps his arms around my waist when i drop the towel to the bed, covering my face as i sob uncontrollably.

i find shelter in sunwoo's arms moments later, when he makes me sit on his lap. i curl myself up inside his embrace, snuggling my nose on his neck and feeling his fingers going back and forth on my skin, sometimes he would kiss my temper and whisper some words, reminding me that he was there with me, calming me down.

"i'm so, so sorry for all of this" i hear myself saying after long minutes went by, he holds my  face on his hands, looking deep into my crying eyes "i was weak and made us suffer this badly" he nods at my words "i was in a bad place back then, i thought you wouldn't understand and got us all stuck in this even worse nightmare" he runs his thumb across my cheeks, wiping away some teardrops "i should've talked to you but i was afraid..."

"there was nothing for you to be afraid of, my love... we would have talked this through and find a solution together" i bob my head in comprehension as i feel his fingers put a lock of my hair behind my ear, tears falling silently this time "just like we will find one now, you are not alone. i’m with you, y/n"

"i'm so happy that you are here, sunwoo..." i let out in a whisper and i can watch his lips curve into a smile "i tried to text you before but i just couldn't" he nods.

"i understand, y/n. and it's totally fine" we grin at each other “and i’m sorry i didn’t call all this time and--” he is interrupted by a sudden yawn that makes us laugh, he apologizes right after "sorry, my love, i'm just feeling tired" he blinks lazily as i cross my hand through his hair.

"no, babe, i'm sorry for putting you up to this at this time, we should've talked in the morning" sunwoo shakes his head in denial, mumbling that it's okay "let's call it a day, shall we?" he nods once again that night.

"perfect idea, my love" i smile at him.

my hand fall from his hair to his chin as i put the other one on his shoulder. i lean myself and only closed my eyes after i saw sunwoo closing his, i get closer and closer until our lips locked. our kiss is small at first, slow and soft as if we were afraid of hurting each other but soon it grew bigger and full of desire. it was like my kiss had woken him up, his hands are now everywhere; first holding my cheeks then running down my arms until he got them on my waist, pulling me closer as if it is even possible. my own hands flew to the back of his head without me even notice and i feel his ones running up and down my spine, then holding me close. 

"i love you, y/n" he mumbles in between our making out session, lowering his kisses down my neck and shoulder.

"i love you too, love you  so much" i let out in a whine, panting under his caresses and this makes him smile. sunwoo stops all the kissing and leans his body backwards for a moment, taking his time to look on my face. good thing is that i can take a good look at his as well. he is gasping through his big and swollen red lips, black hair still a bit humid because i didn't make a good job at drying them, beautiful and swollen eyes that had stopped crying now stare at me with passion, making me feel like i am the prettiest woman on the planet, shirt all messy on his body and i swear this is the most beautiful scene i have seen, the dim lights from the bedside lamp only helping him to look even better.

"please don't you ever leave me again, my love" sunwoo prays in a whisper, one hand going up my cheek and i put mine above it "i don't know what i'll do without you" i lean my head to give his caressing hand a kiss.

"i'm not going anywhere" a smile dances on his lips and then he pulls me closer, making us fall on the bed and laugh together at it, before sunwoo kisses me again.

three months ago when he left, i could feel an emptiness growing inside of me, as if sunwoo had taken a piece of me along with him. but now i can assure that the hollow space i was feeling before sunwoo entered my apartment earlier today, that feeling is gone. kim sunwoo had always been that one source of happiness in my life and i don't know how i had the courage to doubt that nor how i managed to live all this time without him. again, we are like adam and eve. we are not perfect, we make mistakes, we are simply soulmates, born to be together. and i know that from now on i'm going to be fine, we are going to be happy.

[youngbloodlisk]

[1700] // Kevin Moon

request: "can I request an angst with kevin where you get jealous over other girls being all over him and you both get into an argument and then make up a few days later?"

- kevin moon angst

- way too short i'm so sorry anon :(

- never feel like you need to apologize for being detailed, the more detail provided = the better

- this took 26825278393 years to publish i'm sorry again

This sucks.

This seriously sucks.

I have no idea what's gotten into me these past few weeks.

They never used to bother me, so why now?

I knew going into this relationship that this is how things would be. I used to be one of these people, in fact.

Yet here I sit, biting my tongue, as he's laughing and smiling at tweets and comments on his latest photos.

"Baby, listen to this one-"

Tell me: would you be jumping for joy if people all over the world treated your boyfriend like their own?

If you just said yes, you're a liar.

It doesn't matter if it's on social media or in person, fans are all over him. Not only with support and with love, but with sexual innuendos, and marriage proposals, and telling him how attractive and hot and sexy he is.

Don't even get me started on the way some select female idols look at him backstage sometimes. It's not public to the world, but it's common knowledge among idols that Kevin is dating someone. These girls are staring at my boyfriend, knowing full well he's someone's boyfriend, with hungry eyes.

Makes me sick.

And he seems entirely oblivious to the jealousy growing inside me.

Until now, that is.

"Hey, are you alright?" He tilts his phone down to look at me with concern.

"Hm? No, yeah. Fine."

"No, you're not. I know you. What's the matter, baby?" His phone clicks as he turns the screen off, tuning in to me.

"You just seem to really be enjoying all the comments from deobis..."

"Yeah, aren't they fun?" His cheerful demeanor only pisses me off more.

"Whatever." I scoff.

"What's with the attitude?"

"Gee, maybe it's because you spend half your day working and the other half reading comments and fancafé letters. " I spit out with a hateful tone.

He suddenly seems a bit taken aback and almost offended.

I can't blame him for having that sort of reaction. Even fans know that he loves reading fancafe letters and stuff. It's one of his favorite things in the world, and usually that wouldn't be an issue. So, why is it such a issue now?

"Of course I do. They're my fans, I love to see what they have to say. Do you have a problem with that?"

"When you've been paying them more attention than you've been paying your girlfriend? Yeah, Kevin. I kinda do."

Kevin tries to stay calm, I can tell, but he can't stand to listen to it.

Deobis might be surprised if they saw how worked up Kevin can get so fast, if he has the right reason to be. We don't argue often at all, but whenever we do, he's the one to escalate the tone in a split second without even thinking about it.

"More attention?! We just had a comeback recently, the fan interaction is at a high right now, you know how that works. What about our date two nights ago? What about last week when I cooked you dinner three times? What about just now when I stopped reading comments because I was concerned for you? Are you kidding? Self-centered much..." He mutters the last part under his breath while rolling his eyes.

"Excuse me? Self-centered? Says the guy obsessed with people who are obsessed with HIM."

"Not my fault I have fans. At least they don't complain all the time!"

"You'd rather talk to your adoring fans than your girlfriend?"

"Sometimes, yeah, maybe I do!"

"Fine! Then you can go date Moonlight number 532." I stand up and storm out of the house without another word, ignoring every shout from him to come back.

I did go back that day, but we lived in almost pure silence for four days.

The occasional few words, only when necessary. That's it.

Unless we start arguing again.

I wanna apologize, I really do.

My pride won't let me, but I'm really tired of fighting with him.

Thank goodness his pride isn't as stubborn as mine is.

Five days after the initial argument, I'm in the bathroom brushing my teeth before bed.

Thoughts and feelings have been stirring this whole time. Mixing, flaring, calming.

I don't know what either of us are thinking lately.

What if this drives us apart?

Will one of us make the move and break up with the other?

Kevin pushes the cracked door open and silently comes behind me before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder.

In the mirror, I take in his expression.

Broken down.

Red cheeks.

Red eyes.

Puffy.

Shiny.

His jaw is trembling ever so slightly.

He's been crying.

Not crying, sobbing.

Wet, messy, desperate sobbing.

I feel my heart drop at the sight.

"What are you doing, Kevin?" I ask, rinsing the excess toothpaste off my toothbrush.

"I'm sick of fighting with you, baby." His voice is shaky and slightly strained. "You were right. I had been neglecting you, in exchange for paying more attention to the fans than usual. It's my job as your boyfriend to balance work and home. I'm so sorry, my angel..." Kevin's face contorts slightly, signaling that his emotions were beginning to bubble up again, and his eyes grow watery.

I quickly wipe my mouth off with the hand-towel on the counter and turn around to embrace him. I hold him tight and his grip tightens as well.

"No, Kevin, I overreacted. Majorly overreacted. You're an idol, this is your job. Part of that job is fan interaction, I know that. I knew that from the start. I'm so sorry." My voice cracks, and my own tears start to form.

We stay there for a few minutes before we decide to go to bed.

Hugging, crying on and off, appreciating what we have: each other.

Because I think we were both scared we almost lost it.

I was at least.

Terrified that my overreaction had been the final straw to drive him away forever.

Almost every night between our argument and make up, I laid awake in bed hours after he'd already fallen asleep.

The thought of waking up to Kevin having left without warning was far too paralyzing to be able to sleep easily.

Maybe one day I'll tell him that...

[httpsohnpouts]

rosie’s 2020 in a nutshell.

2020 has been a really tough and difficult year for us all and in july i decided to finally bite the bullet and start writing again to cure my boredom and to finally put my little creative bursts out there for someone to enjoy. it’s been hard, to say the least, balancing college, my mental health and physical health for that matter, family and home life and then tumblr. but quite frankly, i wouldn’t change it for the world, it’s one of the best decisions i’ve made - i’ve met so so so many great and wonderful people here and i couldnt ever thank them enough for these past five months. so here’s a little shoutout to people who hold a special place in my heart as well as a few of some of my favourite fics —

@heartyyjeno @atbzkingdom @chaoticdeobi @juyeonzz @sunlightwoo @the-romantiques @tbzwurld @uwu0clock @prettyju @hyeyoonwrites @cappujinho @chwe-yeeun @claire @mai @p @fuwa @lsangyeons @mae-gi-writes @prettyskz @honeycobie @honeynyu @sankyeom @moondustaeil @meltingjukyu

ps, im sorry if i missed anyone huhu >< i’m sleep deprived and am not in my right state of mind skdjskjd. i hope you all (including my readers) have a merry christmas and a happy new year. hopefully 2021 has more positivity than this year and that we can go into 2021 wishing all the best. you deserve it. i love you all and am grateful for each and every one of you. (also, special mention to @neoskidz for dealing with my indecisive and impulsive ass for going on hiatus constantly. thankyou for creating such a positive platform for deobis. i cherish you :3)

bea - @chaoticdeobi

my lil beaby. my other half. i’m so happy and grateful to have met you, someone so caring, understanding, thoughtful, trusting and trustworthy, perfect lil bean. i adore you with my whole heart. thankyou for being my lil ray of sunshine. my chaotic sister, thankyou. and ily. mwah :3

sleigh the runway // chanhee

3:12pm // changmin

qiu - @juyeonzz

we haven’t spoken in a hot minute but when we do, it never feels awkward or uncomfortable, it’s like catching up with an old friend. you’re someone ive always looked up to, from the start, you’ve always been someone i can rely on and go to because of your comforting and loving aura. never stop being you🥰

love hotline // younghoon

cover up // eric

ina - @the-romantiques

we met fairly recently but we click really well. you welcomed me and made me feel comfortable, regardless of the awkward beans we are skjdkskd, you’re like my distant older sister. someone who i love dearly and i need to speak to you constantly to know you’ll be there for me, to care for me and support me. i’m really grateful for you. truly

a cup of decency // sunwoo

burried memories // jacob

alesha - @heartyyjeno

my lil buddy. my first tumblr (and deobi) friend. starting from when you first messaged me regarding my eric pfp and we bonded over how sharp his jawline was. and then you forgot who i was 😔🤚🏼 regardless, you’re one of the few people of whom i feel completely safe with, i don’t trust many people and have a hard time opening up, but with you it’s different and i couldnt possibly thank you enough. my lil baby, we protecc and we love 🥰💜

never let you go // changmin

best accident ever // juyeon

dee - @atbzkingdom

mamacita~ bbyg~ i still, to this day, feel guilty for mixing your name up >< but it’s what you signed up for i guess ;) you’re someone i truly felt intimidated by at first, you’re just so talented and loving and sweet and uGh i can’t possibly put into words how much i adore you. even when we talk, i miss you, dang it why you gotta be so darn cute😔🤚🏼 hehe ily. thankyou for being there for me, always.

melodic grandiose // sangyeon

twist of fate // kevin

lisa - @cappujinho

lisa! we don’t talk often, but i feel like we’re fairly similar, we both like our own space and prefer to be left alone but also like that balance of talking to friends and hyping one another up. i appreciate you. quite frankly, i’ve loved and have been reading your works for a couple of years and i didn’t actually think you’d reply to me >< i’m your biggest supporter🥰✨

punch confessions // optional bias

@prettyju

you call me a baby 24/7 but you’re the baby!! you have this comforting and supportive aura around you, your heart is too big for your body, like when you feel sad when i don’t sleep enough, it means a lot to know you care about me as much as i care about you. you’re truly irreplaceable. ily lots🥰

riane - @honeycobie

last, but definitely not least. my baby. my actual baby. i would die for you - quite literally. i’m so happy to have met you, to have gotten to know you. you’re my safe space when i need to relax, you’re so easy to talk to and to get along with and sometimes i forget i’m older because you’re so wise and intelligent and just absolutely magnificent. you know ily right? you should! because i absolutely do. never forget that😙💜

heal // sunwoo (ps, i will never get over the HURT i felt reading this story. literal tears, cried for a solid half an hour)

convenience store // haknyeon

belle - @sankyeom

my precious belle. did i tell you that whenever i think of you, i think of a fairy?? we talk from time to time and quite frankly, talking to you feels like a breath of fresh air after spending hours couped up in a stuffy room. i always enjoy talking to you, reading your work and overall just being able to know you’re doing okay makes me happy. continue being awesome. ily🥰❤️

batter up! // eric

let’s play pretend // hyunjae

[moondustaeil]

If your moots (or blogs you want to be mutuals with) were fanfics, what would they be? I personally think you'd be a 'royalty au, protective brother king!Kun × princess/prince!reader × suitor!Sangyeon' fanfic! 📚

You just seem very mature and put-together to me.

hihi, my love!! This was so nice to do even if it took a long time, I loved it so thank you. Also thank you for saying what fic I would be, I wish I could live in that fic 🥺💙

If you’re not in here, I’m so sorry, I’ll still add you if you want or next time someone asks me this, I’ll add you!

you can find the fics and moots under the cut! I didn’t go in any particular order, just who popped in my mind at what moment and émi last bc she’s my world yes. This is way longer than expected

@sunhyuck

Au: soulmates 

Pairing: wanderer!Haechan x Kei 

Backstory: ever since Donghyuck accidentally met eyes with a stranger on the street, he is greeted with sunflowers scattered along his path. Young sunflowers dance under the sun, turning to the source of warmth and light. Just like the sun is all you've been gazing at ever since you walked on the same path as your soulmate. 

Why: because I truly think of Kei as one of the people I'll always go to and when thinking about soulmates, I think of people who find each other and accept each other despite different lives. That I will connect to the weird variety of subjects we talked about. I love you, my angel (if you're reading this). 

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@neo-cult-ure 

Au: demonic entities , haunted house , roommates 

Pairing: composer!Taeyong x journalist!Ley 

Backstory: Taeyong has been shouting over his music to you for over half a year, almost begging you to dedicate a column to him and his music. When his equipment starts picking up the strange noises coming from the house, it becomes clear that the clock hasn't been stopping at 3:19am for nothing. With Taeyong discovering the entity living among you, you decide to dedicate the article to Taeyong and your invisible roommate. 

Why: do I even need to explain, this queen owns horror and the horror concept. She's the one I'll bow to because I owe her a lot and she's freaking talented.

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@ceruleanskies 

Au: secret relationship 

Pairing: soloist!Yuta x stylist!Kai 

Backstory: ever since Yuta appeared on the red carpet with a short haircut, fans hunt for the person that made the decision to get rid of his mullet. All fingers point towards you, stylist of Nakamoto Yuta, from each finger a new opinion flows into your ears: too short, not the right colour, better looking with the mullet. Though one finger shoots the arrow right in the heart "they're dating." 

Why: because I truly adore Kai even though I'm way too scared to actually tell, I don't want to mess up and make her think that I'm some kind of weird person. In my eyes, she sparkles through my screen. 

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@neonun-au 

Au: dating app 

Pairing: photographer!Johnny x Mads 

Backstory: just like he with a button alters between the different pictures on his camera, Johnny alters between the different profiles, swiping them in his desired direction. That's how you strand in his life and mostly his camera roll: the pictures he takes, one by one, capture you. 

Why: because even though we don't know each other well, I truly want to capture her in my memory and think about the smiles I had on my face when reading her messages. 

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@flowerhyucky 

Au: arranged by fate (you can call this soulmates but I'm calling this arranged by fate)  

Pairing: Hendery x Ana 

Backstory: one day, the flowering plant amaranthus caudatus settles itself in the middle of an empty field. Another day, someone else's birth flower is planted next to the amaranthus caudatus. The young miracles of nature grow just as their owners do, however, they don't bloom until the love between you and Hendery starts to bloom. 

Why: I really like Ana and her URL actually inspired the story, I could write so many adorable aus to fit her but nothing would compare. I truly like her vibes and her personality is so beautiful, like wow. 

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@smileyjaeminies 

Au: university , writer 

Pairing: writing student!Jaemin x student!Alex 

Backstory: exam season is closer than expected for you, with only a few days to go until you scribble your knowledge down on the exam sheet and a week to go until you need to hand in your paper. However, someone is willing you help you with that paper. Na Jaemin, student and writer who seems to have more control over his life than the earth has over global warming. As the word document increases in pages, so does your liking towards the young writer. 

Why: I met Alex thanks to thesunnyshow that we're both co-admins of, and it immediately felt as if we were friends. Alex helped me through the screen when I fell off my bike (yes haha, a 21-year-old one took the wrong brake) and I try to make it work when she's busy with uni but we have a shift. So I think we're a great team and that's why I picked this au. 

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@fruityutas 

Au: broken relationship 

Pairing: Taeil x Emily 

Backstory: "Can I go on?" Taeil asks himself every morning, gazing upon your sheet-covering body as you drown in the world of sleep. The wind howls outside the window, and Taeil wishes the wind would push you towards him, but the soft blowing only pulls you further away from him. You feel a soft breath against your neck, the soft lips murmuring "without you, there's no way." 

Why: I don't know why I chose this particular plot, maybe it was because I was listening to a song and based it on that. Initially, I wanted to go for a cheerful and happy plot that reminded me of her URL, but I ended up with angst. I remember we had this talk about angst and went from that. Also, I adore her so much, I probably expressed that once in a gc already but I'm saying it again. 

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@afishcalledfatin 

Au: friends to lovers

Pairing: Jungwoo x Fatin 

Backstory: for as long as you can remember, you've been friends with Kim Jungwoo. In your childhood and teenage years, the term BFFs would be engraved in each object you gave to each other, but now that you two are adults, life is different. You want to give him the world because he deserves everything, he wants to give you love because his heart is longing for yours. 

Why: because she feels like a friend that I've had for years, we don't always talk but when we do, it just feels like we've been friends since forever. I love that a lot about her and I love how easy she is to approach and talk to, she's a true darling. 

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@heartyyjeno 

Au: strangers to lovers 

Pairing: Sungchan x Alesha 

Backstory: trainee life is tough for Sungchan, even thinking about having to walk for over half an hour to get to the dance studio is something Sungchan stopped looking forward to. However, he meets you on his way, walking along the same path to get to a different location. One step a day with you along his side is all it takes for him to look forward to it again, to walking with you and getting to know you better. 

Why: because Alesha is a great friend and we, unfortunately, don't talk as much as we used to, but that doesn't take away I'm always there for her and she's always there for me. Sungchan's walk resembles the many different talks that we had together and not all of them were fun, but we walked the path together.

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@jimjamjaemin 

Au: youtuber , vlogger 

Pairing: vlogger!Mark x vlogger!Mona 

Backstory: Mark and you have been a couple for over a year, with the growing interest in your relationship, you and Mark start a YouTube channel. From a look in the life to fun challenges, you and Mark take over the crown of cute YouTube couples. 

Why: Mona and i didn't meet in the best situation, we started to talk when there was quite some drama in the fandom. But I love Mona and the thing she made me for my birthday reminded me of an editor which led me to a youtuber au!

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@chaoticdeobi 

Au: bakery/coffee shop (bc how can I not, she kicked me out of the coffee queue) 

Pairing: soft-spoken!New x coffee shop owner!Bea 

Backstory: the coffee quote that hangs inside your coffee shop, is something that Chanhee cites every day. With a soft voice, he orders his coffee and then flashes you his smile when you proceed to tell him that the cookie is on the house. As you bring the coffee to his table, the last minute of your shift ticks by, and when you sit with him, you start your shift as girlfriend. 

Why: I literally love love love Bea, sometimes she reminds me of a soft-spoken person and other times she reminds me of a chaotic deobi. I still laugh to myself thinking about our talks, thinking about having fun together. We don't get to talk as much as I'd like, but when we do, I wish we could talk forever. 

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@juyeonzz

Au: criminal , badass , something chique  

Pairing: criminal!Jacob x partner in crime!Qiu

Backstory: pointing the gun at his future victim, Jacob awaits your return. You explore the house: tugging at knobs of money-filled drawers, opening jewellery-clad treasures. But you are looking for the key to Jacob's heart, a golden key dusted with scratches, poisoned with old blood from when someone else locked his heart and pulled the key out harshly. 

Why: because Qiu really gives me chique and sad vibes, when I think about her, I think about a longing feeling described with poetic words. Qiu wasn't my first mutual but if I need to mention my first mutuals, there's a big chance I'll include her because it feels like she was one of the first people I got close to. 

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@atbzkingdom

Au: dream 

Pairing: Haknyeon x Dee

Backstory: if Haknyeon were to have one more day on this earth, how would be spend it? He would make a timetable of which you are the only returning factor, because he would like to drown himself in time with you. Twenty-four hours in which he is the sun that illuminates each part of the world, the world that is you, rotating until the sun is replaced by the moon. 

Why: I don't know Dee that well because we haven't talked overly much, but whenever I think about her, I think about references with the earth, sun and moon or natural things. She's just a sweet person, and it seems really natural to talk to her! 

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@127-mile

Au: muse , painting 

Pairings: Ten x Émi (but there's also Renjun in here)

Backstory: from the brush that Renjun manoeuvres, droplets of paint colour the blank canvas in a self-made story. Ten, the master that learned Renjun how to portray his muse, is now standing next to Émi, the young woman returning in each painting of Ten. Never had they stood next to each other: artist and muse. Never had they consciously smiled at each other. Never had they been real. Until now. Immortalised on the canvas, Ten hugs his Émi, they might both be droplets of paint with a shadow, but behind the canvas Renjun bids farewell to his last painting. His tear streaks the painting, blurring the line between reverie and reality 

Why: because Émi and Renjun are both my muses in life and writing, creatively but also in daily things. I proclaim my love for Émi a lot but that never takes away how genuine it is, because I genuinely love her and sometimes it seems so surreal that she's in my life. Sometimes I'm afraid that she's a dot, a droplet of paint that will fade by time until I have no more remains of her. But however long we have left, I will cherish and love her each day just like she loves Ten (isn't that a sad love story, I literally cried for like five minutes after this 😂)

[sunwoovous]

so due to work I haven’t been super active lately (and thus could not make this look prettier anyway) but in the past couple of days I reached 1k on this blog! for a side blog I didn’t expect to go anywhere... I am very grateful to you all, thank you! 💕 so I guess a follow forever is kind of in order... this may be small though.

firstly though I’d really like to thank the deobi fandom here on tumblr. this is the most welcoming fandom I’ve been in and even though I don’t always interact with everyone I love the little messages of support everyone always leaves each other in tags... deobi are so sweet and I’m mush for them and tbz.

secondly, I’d like to give a huge shoutout to 3 specific people in the follow forever: @chansungies for teaching me all of the tbz members, and to her and @aethalen (my former bermuda anon on main!) as well for setting me on this path to not only getting into the boyz but also to ulting them in the end. kate, I still have a screenshot of the day I was like “I think I know all their names” and you immediately sent me a group photo from that morning’s promotions to quiz me. thank you to ailea for always gushing over them with me (idk why you thought I was intimidating at first though), and I really didn’t expect to love another group like I do them, so thank you both! and also a huge shoutout to @leeseungjuns for... well... being my sunwoo therapist... I don’t know how you deal with me yelling about him constantly literally for almost 72 hours straight sometimes, but alas you do (thankyouverymuchkaljskdljk).

note: most of these are tbz blogs, some are multi who reblog tbz. also if I missed anyone I’m truly sorry I’m terrible at keeping track of everyone’s sideblogs rip :’))

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@3tbz @cchanhees @chanheeh @cherryeoo @cloudyjisung​ @deobis​ @ericzohn

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@haknew @honeyjaez @hwqll @jacobies @juyexniez @kevinnmoon @kim-sunwoos @kpop-off-i-guess

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@leesangyeon @leeshyunjaes @lhyunjaes @prince-dongju @qyucob

s-z

@sanchelins @sangsunkyus @soppasofi @strawberry-nyu @sunjae @ultcobie @yoonohse

[mae-gi-writes]

Deobi Playlist (Ep 1) | The Boyz Imagine

Ep 1: in which Kevin has a crush.

The Boyz x Hospital Playlist inspired drabble series.

Main Characters: Hyunjae, Juyeon, Kevin and OC (Mae)

Sides: the rest of The Boyz.

Genre: fluff, slice of life, comedy, BROMANCE BRUH

EP 1 | EP 2 | EP 3 | EP 4 | EP 5 | EP 6 | EP 7 | EP 8 | EP 9 | EP 10 | EP 11

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"So you're dating her now?"

Juyeon nods with a barely restrained smile on his lips.

"Woah," Mae lets out a soft whistle, "I guess she doesn't know about your obsession with penguins?"

"No one in their right minds would want to date him after knowing that," another voice chimes in. The pair look up to see Hyunjae next to Juyeon, looking like he hasn't slept in the past twelve hours. She guesses that it might be the case.

"She doesn't need to know that,"Juyeon argues for his case and swats Hyunjae's chopsticks away when the said man tries stealing one of his radishes, a bad habit of his, "and plus, what'a your deal with penguins? Penguins are cute!"

"You have a roomful of them, Juyeon. That's not normal," Hyunjae rolls his eyes.

"That's what a forty year old perv would say," Mae adds.

"Who's an old perv?"

Mae looks up just in time to seee Kevin's hand reach out to ruffle her hair fondly. She swats him away with a groan and he only chuckles before sitting beside her.

"The one with the stash of penguins," Hyunjae pipes up, "who else?"

"Oh that," Kevin proceeds to eat his rice without further interest, ignoring the pained look that Juyeon sends him.

Meanwhile, Hyunjae can't help but point out that Kevin looks like shit, to which Kevin answers, "thanks, I really love your support."

"Long shift?"

"Kidney transplant," Kevin slaps Hyunjae's chopsticks away from his plate, "the donor's kidney was too big. Had to cut it to make it fit," he shakes his raven locks, "we almost lost her."

"As long as you didn't cry in front of her parents," Mae says.

"You're forever going to hold that against me, are you?" Kevin narrows his eyes at her.

She hums in agreement, giggling with he playfully shoves her shoulder. Hyunjae, meanwhile successfully steals a piece of her kimchi.

"Anyone up for karaoke tonight?" Kevin asks as he takes a huge bite of his rice.

"Can't," Juyeon gulps down his water, "I got a date."

"You suck," Hyunjae says.

"And you are single."

"As a pringle," Kevin adds.

"I'm friends with a group of five year olds," Hyunjae throws himself back so dramatically while rolling his eyes, when in truth, he's the biggest baby out of them all. They can't help but snigger like schoolchildren when Mae's phone suddenly goes off.

"Hello?" She presses the device to her ear, all business. The group fall silent as she listens, nods and hums, before saying, "I'll be there in five. Prepare the anesthesia. Mhm. Yup. Okay."

"Emergency surgery?" Kevin asks as the group watch her quickly throw on her coat and grab her tray, only for Juyeon to take it from her grasp, "I got it."

"Thanks Juyeon, gotta run. Dinner later yeah?" She waves an arm in parting and quickly scurries out of the dining hall, unaware of Kevin's eyes following her every move.

He snaps back to attention when Hyunjae leans onto his shoulder while murmuring a teasing, "you are so obvious."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kevin mumbles, garnering sudden interest in his dish.

"It's okay, we both know what you're talking about," Hyunjae says.

"Bet you twenty he'll last till after Christmas," Juyeon adds.

"That's not fair. You're gonna win."

"I'm right here, guys," Kevin says, exasperated.

"We know."

"Doesn't change anything."

"And anyway," Hyunjae adds with a smirk, "you might want to amp up your game."

Juyeon leaned forward while crossing his arms, "I heard some guy from her ward was flirting with her the other day."

"Oh, you mean the new intern? What'a his name again?" Hyunjae asks.

"Changseob? Changmin?"

"Changmin!"

"He's like five years her junior!" Kevin suddenly snaps out in protest, "he's a baby!"

"Ah my dear Kevin, love has no boundaries," Hyunjae sighs dramatically, arm winding around the latter's shoulders before patting him in comfort, "and to new interns, older women are on the top of their bucket list."

The pale-skinned, raven-haired man doesn't bother replying, though it's clear that his thoughts are in disarray trying to process all that information. Hyunjae and Juyeon exchange quick looks of understanding, but decide to stay quiet. Pushing Kevin over the edge has proved to be recipe for disaster in the past, and they are both aware of its consequences.

"Ask her out man," Hyunjae claps his back sympathetically, only to receive a grunt from Kevin, "ask her before someone else does."

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I know, I know. It's short. Fml 😭😭😭 i hope you like it anyway 😭 i swear it'll get better

[deobitchxx]

Hello fellow deobi! I was wondering that since hyunjae bday is coming soon, may I request for a fic? Where his noona girlfriend will fulfill anything and everything whatever he asks for her to do and accepting his whatever requests and commands for a day since it's his bday? Please make it fluff? Thank you so much!

[ 20:36 // 22.09.2020 // R.FLUFF ] You opened your heavy lids as the sunlight through the windows reflected to your room, brightening up the whole space. Yawning while rubbing your sleepy eyes, you looked up and saw the younger man that you love and cherish the most in the entire world. You snuggled closer as his huge arm hovered over you, pulling the blanket up to stay warm despite the coldness from the air conditioner that spreaded in the room for hours. Your palms sneaked to rest under your side face, examining Hyunjae’s facial features affectionately. Never in your wildest dream you would imagine dating someone younger than you. Ever since you became the cheerleader for Hyunjae’s soccer team in the college days, both of you never stop exchanging texts almost every day that led to what both of you became now. It was almost 2 years since both of you dated and you gotta admit that he was the sweetest person ever. Both of you even visited each other’s parents, and both sides seemed to give good responses. Even though green light was obviously appearing in your way, you still decided to take things slowly as Hyunjae respected your choice as well. 

“Won’t you get bored just by watching my face for almost 24/7?” The hoarse voice of his snapped you back to reality, as he leisurely opened his heavy eyes to lock with yours. You laughed quietly and reached your palm to his soft cheek, “Why are you so good looking? Sometimes I hate walking outside with you, as you outshadowed me with your stunning beauty.” You puffed your lower lips out, acting like a kid in fact you were older than him by 2 years. The quiet but audible chuckles from the latter that produced by his raspy voice melt you, his hand went up to hold yours that was laying on his cheek. “What can I do? God has its favourites,” he joked and shrugged his shoulders before placing a kiss on your palm, “Anyways, good morning to no one except my angel.” You mimicked the vomiting sounds over his cheesy lines, causing Hyunjae to raise his eyebrow and joked along, “Why baby? Are you pregnant? Do you need me to bring you to the doctor?” The soft cackling voices of yours were his favourite tunes, playfully smacked him on the chest. “Enough with the jokes, we need to freshen ourselves or else we might fall asleep again and wake up in the late afternoon.” “Alright, ma’am.”

While Hyunjae took a shower in the bathroom that linked to your shared room, you went to the kitchen and wore your apron before starting your morning routine. However, this time was a little bit different from the usuals. You cooked the latter’s favourite foods, mainly all the dishes were with chicken as the main ingredient. After displaying all the foods on the dining table, you took out the cake from the refrigerator that you bought last night without his notices. Dating someone who wanted to be a pilot would always give you some sort of advantages. In this instance, Hyunjae usually came back late from his training so you took the chance to buy the cake and hid the box behind the cans along with some yogurts inside the fridge. “Happy birthday, sweetheart!” You popped in-front of him as soon as he came out from the room while drying off his wet hair with the small tower. The thin yet long candles were lit up, waiting for the latter to blow it off. A smile never fails from escaping his lips, his expression was lit up as well, “Come on, make a wish and blow the candles, my arms are killing me.” He giggled before praying for a wish, blowing the candles out. You cheered for him as the smile on his face never stopped spreading, holding the cake instead for you. 

“Wow, you prepared all of these for me?” You nodded once Hyunjae saw all the foods that were ready for him to digest. He rushed to the dining table, sitting on his usual seat after placing the cake on the center of the table. “Thank you, I’ll enjoy these foods!” The way Hyunjae ate all of the foods made you rethink if you actually were living with a grown up man or a kid. After eating breakfast together, Hyunjae helped you with the dishes so that he won’t burden you that much. Both of you rested on the couch with him laying on your thighs, feeling bored on Sunday. You were playing with his hair as his eyes fixed on the superhero series that was playing on the television. “Hyunjae-ah,” A short hum he responded, “Is there anything you wanna try on your birthday?” He turned his head to face you and you added, “I’m just thinking that we can try out some activities that you wanted to do?” His ears perked as he immediately stood and went to the cabinets, taking out something and turned to show it, “You wanna play some game together?” You giggled and nodded, patting the seat next to you after he plugged the wires into the television and all. 

It had been almost 3-4 hours since Hyunjae suggested to play some video games together. You learned a lot of games that day for example Minecraft, Marvel’s Avengers and even FIFA. “That’s cheating!” He pouted and threw the console to the other side. Even in the lack of experience, you beated him for almost 5 times. You shook your head, caressing his hair, “It’s not cheating my love, we called it a trick.” Rolling his eyes, he went to change the game into another game. One of your eyebrows raised as you saw the intro of Just Dance playing on the screen. “Are you challenging me to dance? A cheerleader?” Hyunjae scoffed and crossed his arms across his chest, “Being a cheerleader doesn’t mean you are good at dancing. A soccer player can also dance well.” You stood next to him while raising your shirts up to your arms, “Game on kiddo.” The latter chose a song for you and vice versa, as you never saw him being so passionate over a game. His desire to beat you was almost impossible, so you purposely but not obviously danced a little bit off, leading him to score well than you. 

It was almost 4 in the evening, both of you were exhausted from playing various games. You laid on the couch while Hyunjae laid on the floor, deciding to rest for a while after the restless competitions between each other. He was scrolling something on his phone while you were staring blankly on the ceiling, almost dozed off. “Hey, I still have something to do. Can we do it tonight?” He sat on the floor to look at the exhausted you. You gave him a nod, “Sure, why not? Today is your day, I would willing to do anything to make you happy.” He beamed and leaned closer to leave a peck on your lips, whispering against it, “Thank you angel. I love you so much.” Hyunjae told you about the drive-in theater that he wanted to try the most and already booked a space for both of you. It will be at 8pm, so you suggested eating at a nearby restaurant before heading to the theater. Therefore, both of you went to get ready for the night date that seemed enjoyable and memorable.

He brought you to a fancy restaurant with expensive dishes recommended on the menu book. You wanted to pay for the dinner but he refused, “Can we go to the McDonalds? Let’s buy some burgers and fries because we all know how hungry you are during movies.” Nodding his head, he started the engine and drove to the nearby McDonalds. This time, you quickly shoved your card outside the window, not wanting the latter to pay again. “Babe-” “No, you paid for the dinner and the movie, I can’t just ask you to pay for this again.” You turned your head to face the younger one who pouted, cupping his cheeks and rubbed your thumb on it, “You don’t have to spend every penny on me, save that money for something else. Maybe for our kids’ toys? Who knows,” you tried to brighten up the mood in the car. “Can’t believe you think that far my love, when in fact you were the one who always gets anxious seeing my naked body.” He bobbed his nose with yours, leading both of you to chuckle. 

Eyes fixed on the huge screen while hands were holding each other tightly, interlocking the fingers. His thumb caressed your hand while both of you laid relaxedly on the leather car seats, “Thank you again for spending your time with me today, noona. To imagine you actually would play GTA with me is pretty insane,” he recalled back all the memories in the afternoon and you smiled, “Don’t look down on me, I’m good at gaming, just didn’t have the time for it.” Silence dominated the whole space for a moment before he fully turned his body to you and paid all his attention to the smaller figure. “I love you.” You took a peek over the taller one and nodded, “I know babe. You’ve said that for thousands of times today.” He brought your hand closer to his lips and planted a long kiss on it, “I mean it. I don’t care how many times I have to repeat to remind you in the future. Having you as mine was like hitting the jackpot-- No, having you was my biggest flex.” You giggled over his cheesy lines and leaned to kiss him on the lips before pulling off and whispered, “Happy birthday Lee Hyunjae.” “Thank you, Y/N.” 

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promise - lsy

summary: a talk about a childhood promise ends up with another one as sangyeon finally understands what his best friend’s been so bothered about

pairing: lee sangyeon x reader (gender neautral! yay!)

genre: fluff

words: 1,3k

a/n: for @nyeac​ !!! hello darling, this is your gift for the deobi secret santa project!! i hope you like it, i’ve put a lot of love into writing it <3

“Do you remember that dumb promise we made when we were kids?” You questioned; curious eyes shifting to look at the male who sat on the other side of the table. Sangyeon’s head rested against the wall, his gaze locked on an unknown and distant spot. The open balcony allowed wind to flow naturally, playing with cotton-like hair strands of the other.

“The one where “we marry each other if we don’t settle down with anyone else once we are old and 25″?” Your best friend replied, voice gentle, matching with the atmosphere of a calm evening. This time, he turned to look at you, his eyes appearing just as tender. Not long after, the corners of his previously pursued lips lifted up.

“Yeah, that one” You answered, nodding slightly as a sign of confirmation. “Have you ever thought about it... as an actual possibility?”

Thanks to the recent turn of events, the question has been bugging you quite a lot. Due to work-related matters, you were supposed to leave the country tomorrow, tonight being the last time you’ll see each other in two years. Exactly two years short from 25 and single for quite some time, you wondered if you’ll actually end up following the promise set nearly two decades ago. Even in such cruel circumstances life has put up for you. 

But dear God, if curiosity were the only problem. 

The knowledge of Lee Sangyeon being the most perfect and (on top of that) your favorite person ever, brought more bad than good. Somehow, all the feelings you could’ve sworn were left in first grade came flooding back. Again, after so long, you became aware of the quickened heartbeat whenever Sangyeon smiled, talked, or looked in your direction.

Yet really, has is ever stopped beating so fast, or were you just trying to ignore it?

Back then, the promise meant so much, yet so little. Being so young, the weight of giving a word to someone wasn’t exactly clear to you, but the concept of it being “somewhat” important was. As a kid who encountered their first crush, you thought that Sangyoun’s promise meant the boy liked you back, oh how foolish. 

You still remember how angry you were once he confessed to another classmate. You felt betrayed and wouldn’t speak to the curious boy who wondered why his best friend suddenly stopped talking to him. 

Sangyeon never got to know, but throughout his adulting period, there were a couple of instances where he suspected the exact reason. 

Instances such as these.

“If you’re asking me that to roast my non-existent love life I will-” Sangyeon began, tone changing to exaggerate his fake offense. Before the male could continue, he was interrupted by your beautiful laugh, head tilted back and eyes closed. Sangyeon’s lips immediately formed a smile, pearly teeth coming into view as he observed your beautiful form.

“I have. Have you?” The other added, cutting your laugh short. Suddenly, the mood turned more serious, all of the noise dying out for a few long moments. The only sound that could be heard was the quiet rustling of leaves, their unsynchronized dance on the wind only intensifying the dramatic atmosphere. Sangyeon’s confession caught you off guard, yet persuaded you into doing the exact same. Definitely not the best, but a long-overdue moment.

“Yeah” You whispered back, head turning in another direction; for the first time way too shy to look the other in the eyes. Your best friend heard you perfectly well, his interest immediately piquing up.

“Really? When?” Sangyeon questioned, big eyes suddenly reflecting the beautiful and full moon. Along with the moon, there were a thousand stars in his irises, all of them creating an astonishing constellation that you’ve grown oh so attached to. You could stare at his beautiful eyes for hours on end and always find something new inside of them - be it emotions, stars or the reflection of you.

“Lately, a lot?” Albeit it was the truth, confirming it to yourself seemed like the scariest realization ever. Finally, the day came when you would try and word the aching feeling inside of your chest that’s been nipping at its restraints for quite some time. 

The other didn’t reply to that, but a tilted head and an intrigued face he gave in return appeared more than enough for you to continue. Taking a deep breath to calm the upcoming storm, your gaze locked onto the flashing traffic lights in the distance. Just like the night, the outside world was calm, much unlike the thoughts that chaotically swirled around your mind.

“I feel like I’ve stopped searching for possibilities because I’m just so used to you being here with me. I’ve always told myself not to force anything because ‘if everything else fails, you have Sangyeon’” Your shoulders were stiff while you spoke, an obvious indicator of uneasiness. Still, the feeling of burden seemed to somewhat disappear as you spoke, the words carrying their weight out. 

“But lately, it has only become ‘you have Sangyeon’”

Although you couldn’t see, there was a smile playing on Sangyeon’s lips. One of a kind you’ve never seen before, full of happiness and adoration. He wanted to interrupt so badly, tell that you’re right but decided not to, letting you finish the miniature presentation before exposing his side of the story.

“And it’s really been bugging me because do I really have you? Maybe I do right now, but will I have you forever? Or will our promise be rightfully broken?” 

Truthfully, the hurt was firmly present. Knowing that the possibility of your best friend finding someone else and easily breaking your ‘promise’ exists, weakened your heart. Surely, you wanted Sangyeon to be happy, whatever it took, happiness always came first to you; but couldn’t he be content with you? Such a mindset was selfish, that much was true, but really whose wouldn’t be?

“I’m just scared to lose you Sangyeon, I’m scared of not having you anymore after getting my hopes this high... if you can understand me”

Not long after, silence fell over the small area of the balcony. Neither spoke, trying to process the whole situation and the words that were shared a few seconds ago. For an unknown reason, the smile on Sangyeon’s lips hasn’t disappeared, if anything, it only grew bigger. 

When the silence was deemed too much, Sangyeon sighed, leaning over the table and taking one of your hands in his. The sudden contact caught you off guard, especially when his thumb began caressing the expanse of your cold fingers.

“I can” Sangyeon whispered, tone completely different than the one he previously used. There was a certain pitch in his voice that always let you know when the male was wearing his heart on his sleeve. A pitch that your ears perking up and your attention completely focusing on it. 

“Because I too, have been worrying about you finding someone else abroad and letting go of me”  Sangyeon spoke softly and slowly, but it seemed as if the words weren’t processing properly in your mind. They created a whole mess that delayed your usually instant reaction.

“But I’m extremely happy to know that we’ve both been wrong” After finishing the thought, Sangyeon sat up from the windsor chair and walked to stand before you. When there, he crouched, looking up to search for your clear but confused eyes. 

Once Sangyeon made sure that your full attention was on him again, he held both of your hands, their warmth contrasting the cold of yours, before speaking.

“Because darling, I’ll wait for you to come back, with a huge smile and a wedding ring in hand”