#changmin approves

[a-moth-to-the-light]

NMA 2022 Votes: Soloist of the Year

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My Vote: Yena

Public Service Announcement: Yena won pop-rock, so you all can go home now! (Or go back to house music. Please please please do; I love house music.) I dare say she also made quite the effort to win pop, and I couldn't be more grateful that it brought us "Lemon-Aid"! Her albums this year aren't actually that far removed from the chirpy pop of IZ*ONE, but the smoothed-out production and willingness to embrace guitar make all the difference for me. Rather than a feeling I consciously developed, my love for "Smiley" was a projectile missile that hit me, and, despite deciding I "wasn't like other gays" and didn't like "Lxxk 2 U", well... she won me over yet again. Smartphone, her next release, took the same ideas from Smiley and pepped them up even more--the best way to describe the album might just be "cheerleader with a sugar rush"-- which was all I needed to love it on first listen. Yena really knows her strengths, and, in her most exciting songs, it's difficult to remember her weaknesses, so her 2022 was really just high to high to high.

My Nomination: Max Changmin

Okay so--I looked everywhere and didn't see any rules about not including men, so, even though all of the original nominations are ggs and female soloists, I decided to include Changmin anyway! He didn't have the most exciting year, only releasing one solo album, but its two promotional singles won me over completely, to the point where I would choose him over even this year's awesome Mamamoo solos (though you'll see one of them show up later in this series).

You've already heard about "Devil", my number one Song of the School Year this past year and easily my favorite from the album, so I'll only add that it has aged beautifully. "Maniac", the other promoted track, reminds me of glittery old-school rock like "Bat Out of Hell" by Meatloaf, a song I have a history of replaying obsessively, and the lyrics create a hypnotizing palette of sounds backed by a powerful vocal performance (and THEN, as if I wasn't already hooked, the choral accompaniment appeals directly to my personal obsession with harmony). These tracks are so stylistically different, and yet, through the brute force of just two vocal performances, Changmin created a musical identity that has kept me fascinated all year. (Now I just wish I liked "Chocolate". Oh well...)

[theinfinitedivides]

Tony Bennet's cover of 'S Wonderful playing in the background while they're doing the Seasons' Greetings shoot.................. ''s marvelous that you should care for me'................... ok. staff i see you

[sohnric]

[TEASER] partners in crime – j. changmin

after a series of unpredictable events, you and ji changmin, the foster kid with a shady reputation, become partners in crime. in a world where every choice has a consequence, you two must decide how far you're willing to go as you balance on the edge of danger with the promise of a better life.

pairing: ji changmin x fem! reader

genre: criminals au. acquaintances to lovers. coming of age, slice of life. angst, hurt/comfort. thief! changmin. partners in crime au (duh). slight high school au. inspired by a real case of robbery in a jewelry store here lmao. also loosely inspired by the kdrama extracurricular!

wc: for the teaser :: 1k || for the full fic :: approx. 32k

warnings: for the teaser :: existential dread, a fake gun, robbery || for the full fic :: mentions of alcoholism and juvenile behavior, swearing, changmin's character is a little inconsistent at first. changmin is a foster child, dysfunctional families, yn's father is absent. mentions of minors going on dates with older men, a man trying to take advantage of the reader, a physical fight (with the use of a knife), more to be added as i edit lmao

SEND AN ASK/COMMENT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST! Posting when the editing is done and my beta reader gives me the approval and validation <3 (end of may??)

Eyes catching the glimmer of the silver chain in between your fingers, you press your skin into the metal and drag your nail over the stones in the pedant. You watch over the glass vitrines situated all around the store, various different shades of gold and silver staring back at you, almost laughing to your face with the prize tags slapped onto them, showing prices worth more than your groceries for the month. 

Contemplating your next decision, looking behind your shoulder to catch the security camera watching you, you think over your next steps. Angling your body so that it’s shielding what you’re doing with your hands, you gently take out the drawer that you’ve taken the silver chain out of, pretending to put the jewelry back where you got it from.

Your movements are careful, calculated. You’ve rethought this plan over and over again, birthed in your mind the moment you saw the sign ‘hiring’ on the glass door of the fancy jewelry store in the town center– made adjustments to it, tweaked it around and tried your hardest to make a good impression on your boss so she wouldn’t suspect anything– but now that you’re actually in front of the important part, the one that’s supposed to help you the most in your hunt for money, you can’t really bring yourself to do it.

Who knows. Maybe you could just keep the job– you don’t make much, though, considering you only work part-time. With the way your shifts are scheduled and the amount of time you have to put into working, you don’t really see the jewelry store as a good source of income– you are barely home and have time for anything. 

And it’s not the kind of money you need. Not at all.

Sighing to yourself, you shake your head to clear it off all thoughts– it’s time to do it. You can be sneaky. You can be uncaught. You just have to put your head to it.

Fingers shaking, you move the chain towards the front pocket of your jeans, ready to hide it in there and then sell it in the pawn shop a few weeks later to not raise much suspicion– when the sound of the front door opening brings you out of your thoughts, making you jump in surprise. Eyes snapping to the customer entering the store, you get ready to sport the kindest, warmest smile you can– to seem innocent and not at all suspicious. However, the grin stops growing mid-way as you recognise the appearance of the customer, smile freezing and turning into a concerned frown. 

This is not how you’d expect a customer of a fancy jewelry store to look.

The person is dressed in black, skinny jeans adorning their thighs, the hood of their jacket pulled over their head and a mask covering the bottom half of their face. Before you get a chance to dwell on it any further, they take out a gun– and they point it to your face.

There’s a moment in time where you feel like everything freezes. A moment in time where you just stare the gun into its eyes and wait for the person to shoot you, a moment in time where you can’t even think. Your brain clears, the only thought present at the tip of your tongue being– this is not how I imagined to go.

Your hands start shaking as you put them above your head, pupils dilating in terror. You guess this is something you should’ve expected when taking the job in an expensive jewelry store, but even though you’re aware a situation like this could exist in your timeline, you don’t really expect it. It’s like that with all bad things in life– you keep telling yourself that there’s no way something like that would happen to a person like you.

There’s no way your father would leave. There’s no way your mother’s world would crumble. There’s no way you’ll be left in charge of everything. There’s no way you’ll have to be the one to steal groceries because you can’t afford to buy food to put into your sister’s mouth. 

There’s no way a man would pull out a gun on you in the middle of your shift.

And yet, it happened. Everything.

In a moment of absolute terror, though, it feels like the world starts spinning again and the force clutching your chest relaxes a little when you stare into the man’s eyes. 

Strange, isn’t it?

There’s a sense of familiarity in his gaze. Something mirroring a weird kind of surprise, a weird kind of recognition. A million different thoughts flow through your brain, eyes scanning his figure– the skin of his hands as he grips the gun that you now recognise to be one of the kinds you use when you play airsoft, not a real one– the lean posture of his figure, but most importantly, the spark in his dark orbs that somehow invites you to do everything he tells you to. Not because he’d kill you if you don’t– but because somehow, you know this might be of gain for you.

Trying hard to play out your previous panic, riding off the erratic heartbeat in your chest, you walk over to the cash register and open the drawer. Eyes meeting with the intruder, you precisely take out the bills stacked in the register, throwing them on the counter in a careless, yet seemingly nervous manner. 

“The jewelry,” he mumbles, pointing towards the vitrines with his chin, waiting for you to obey his words. 

It doesn’t take you much to take out the drawers full of silver and gold, letting the man take whatever he pleases, his bag filled with expensive chains and rings, all while he keeps the gun on you to get the full effect. 

You could be given an Oscar for how good your acting performance was in this very moment.

Your eyes lock in another meaningful gaze, one that suggests that all cards are on the table now and you share a secret you will never be able to shake off, before he disappears out of the store into the dark. Acting stunned for the camera, you only reach for the phone when you’re certain he’s far enough to not be caught, dialing 911 and telling the line all about the robbery.

Ji Changmin chose the bad jewelry store to rob.

Or maybe, he chose the best one he could.

[suhsweet]

not just friends ⟡ ljy

wc: 2879 | pair: bff!juyeon x afab!reader | genre: bffs to lovers, drunk confessions | tags: open ending, mutual pining, lovesick!juyeon, possessive!juyeon, juyeon is obsessed you with, nightclub, drinking, reader is shorter than juyeon, reader flirts and (almost) hooks up with someone else, hyunjae has the nickname ‘horny h’

summary: juyeon’s plans to interrupt your one-night-stand involves him arriving at your place completely drunk, and confessing his love for you

authors note: shout out to strong woman do bong soon for the ending. also, thank you for the love for my mingyu fic. is this what it feels like to newly debuted group that is doing well in streams?

“Juyeon buddy, we’re gonna be, like, fifty million shots behind everyone else if you don’t stop fixing your stupid hair!”

“It’s only seven,” was the taller boy’s response. He was so focused on fixing each strand of his black hair in place that he hardly paid any mind to your reflection in the mirror. “We’re supposed to be there at eight-thirty.”

“Ever heard of pre-gaming?” You muttered, stepping into his bathroom.

Tonight was Hyunjae’s birthday party, and to celebrate it, he invited the entire friend group to a new club that had just opened in Hongdae. You sighed at your best friend. If he hadn’t lived right down the block from your place, you would’ve been on your way with your other friends already.

But as you observed his face, endearingly serious and focused, you knew that deep down you didn’t mind. The butterflies that fluttered in your stomach didn’t seem to mind either. If anything, they encouraged prolonging the club so that you would spend more time alone together.

If the butterflies were real, you would’ve called an exterminator. But they weren’t. They were feelings, feelings for Juyeon which you could not manage to shove away no matter how hard you tried. It was a horrible fate that you had unintentionally forced upon yourself: Juyeon’s friend-zoned best friend.

It was torture watching people approach him whenever you were out together. You couldn’t claim him as yours. You couldn’t stop him from going on dates or looking at other people. You couldn’t delete the dating apps off of his phone. You had no say in that. He was single. You were his friend. That was it.

Sometimes you cursed the teacher who grouped you together during your first year of college. But at least through that very project, you made other friends like Changmin and Chanhee. Project meetings became lunches and dinners together as a group of four. Then you each made more friends and created a larger group. People came and went, but what remained was that after every time you spent time with your friends, you’d often go home with Juyeon.

It was a perfect coincidence that your places were a five minute walk from each other. The first time you went home together, you couldn’t believe he lived nearby and joked that he was following you around.

You grew to look forward to the end of the day as it meant spending time alone with Juyeon. The two of you spoke about your days, interests and everything inbetween. It almost felt domestic, like you were walking home to your shared apartment with your boyfriend.

Juyeon suddenly turned towards you, breaking you out of your lovesick puppy-love la-la-land.

“I can’t get my hair right, can you do it for me? Like how you did it that other time?”

With a nod, you picked up the little tub of hair wax and fixed his hair the way that you liked it, the way you did it last time. “Your hair looks just fine the way you did it though.”

He shrugs. “Feels like it looks better when you do it. Need your stamp of approval.”

Your smile cracked a smile, then focused on his hair. The two of you stood in comfortable silence. Until you felt his fingers lift your necklace from around your neck. The small pendant glittered in the light of the bathroom. It took everything in you to ignore his eyes and his touch.

“All done, looking like a movie star,” you kept your tone light. Juyeon’s touch was something you avoided because you always felt yourself craving for it in more ways than possible as platonic friends.

“When have I ever seen you without this on?” He muttered quietly, almost as if asking himself.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself now. I wear it because it’s my favorite. And it’s my favorite because it’s pretty, not because you got it for my birthday.” You couldn’t help the blush that bloomed on your cheeks. You were lying through your teeth.

“If I buy you another, will you wear that one too?” He teased.

“Shut up, can we go yet?”

⟡

The thought of that necklace remained in Juyeon’s head that night. Despite the drinks, the people, and the pounding music, he couldn’t stop himself from searching for you and checking if the necklace was still there.

The idea that you faithfully wore it since he gave it to you had him puffing his chest with pride. You were too perfect for him. Too gorgeous with your perfect hair, and smile. Smart and witty. He hated that he couldn’t keep the way your eyes lit up to himself. A small part of him liked to pretend that you wore it because his feelings were reciprocated.

“Dude you gotta stop looking at her. What’s going on? Are y’all fighting or something? This is the eleventh time I’ve seen you look for her in two hours. I’ve been counting!” Kevin sighed exasperatedly.

“Nothing, just keeping an eye out for her. Clubs can be dangerous.”

Kevin wasn’t convinced. His lips tilted upwards into a smirk as he watched you. “She’s a big girl, and the only dangerous thing right now is you after seeing who’s approaching her right now.”

Juyeon’s head immediately turned to watch an attractive guy approach you. You eyed him appreciatively as he introduced himself.

“I’m out,” Kevin said smugly, clearly noting the change in his friend’s demeanor.

From the booth that Hyunjae booked for his birthday, the view meant that one could see everything in the club. Yet from up there, Juyeon couldn’t look at anything but you as you spoke to the stranger. The music was so loud that you had to step closer to the asshole while he had to bend down so that your heads were at the same height.

Juyeon felt silly. He spent so much time doing his hair before he gave up and asked you to do it for him. He figured that by styling it in a way that you liked, you might find him attractive. Like, wait-my-best-friend-is-kinda-hot-I-want-to-date-him attractive. So much for that working out.

Now he was watching you chat with a stranger at the bar, you slapping his arm when he made you laugh. Juyeon had people approach him while he watched you, but he politely brushed them off. He was too tired to even pretend to be interested in them since you were too busy to notice.

He wouldn’t dare to ever tell you that he loved you. You were too important to him to risk your friendship like that. He’d rather choose being close to you, than not knowing you at all.

“He’s sulking,” Jacob chuckled to Chanhee, the two of them watching their friend pretend to appear nonchalant despite his eyes flickering towards your direction.

At that point in the night, Hyunjae had finished his ‘official’ birthday boy activities. The group all gathered to sing a big happy birthday, off-tempo and off-key. The bottle girls already left a while ago, bringing their ‘Happy Birthday Horny H’ signs, and sparklers down with them. All that was left to do was to party the night away.

Eric and Sunwoo were busy buying endless rounds of shots to give to the birthday boy. Some of the others were on the dance floor, or at the bar with you. A small few had left early, either because they had a big day in the morning, or had found hook-ups for the night.

It looked like you were about to be part of the latter.

Juyeon couldn’t look at you as the stranger you spoke to whispered into your ear. He knew what he’d asked when you grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers, slowly walking him over to where the VIP section was. He watched you in his peripheral as you approached Hyunjae, who was a few drinks away from being smashed.

Hyunjae cried out your name, wrapping an arm around you and patting your head affectionately. His words were slurred and almost incomprehensible. “Thangyew fer comin’ tonighh! Best berfday evaaaa.”

Juyeon’s heart clenched at hearing your laugh. He almost jumped when you suddenly approached him with a quick tap on his arm. Juyeon almost didn’t want to bend down to hear what you were going to say, what you planned to do with that stranger of yours. “Don’t stay out too late, yeah? I’m gonna leave first.”

Juyeon’s gaze met yours, then dragged upwards behind you to look at your stranger in the distance. Juyeon looked him up and down. What did this guy have that he didn’t? Juyeon was sure he was taller than him, and he knew you liked a man with height. He almost scoffed out loud.

“Okay, call me if you need anything. Be safe.” He eyed the necklace that hung around your neck once more.

“Always am,” you winked.

Juyeon watched you join your stranger, and turned around before he could watch you leave the club. He flopped onto the sofa next to Hyunjae, and pulled out the first of many bottles of alcohol he’d drink to wash down his heartache.

⟡

You forgot this stranger’s name. Jay? Jae? You were sure there was a second syllable in his name but forgot completely. The music had drowned it out.

In one moment, you were leaving the club with your hand in his. The next, he was leaving your apartment in an Uber you booked for him as an apology. The blue-balled guy was annoyed when you suddenly pushed him off and declared that you couldn’t do it tonight. But he understood when you explained your situation, that you thought you could use this as a distraction from your feelings for your best friend. He told you that he was doing the same. With a smile that told each other that you understand each other’s pain, you agreed to part with no hard feelings.

Something about Juyeon’s expression had made you change your mind. How his eyes dulled, and the way he looked at Jae[second syllable]… It was like an abandoned cat, left to fend for itself. You couldn’t help but feel like you were cheating on him.

As you stood in your steaming shower, you pressed your forehead to the cool tiled wall. Is this how it would be for as long as you knew Juyeon? Rejecting suitors because you felt guilty about doing anything remotely romantic or sexual with anyone who wasn’t him? You knew it wasn’t fair to yourself.

By the time the clock struck one in the morning, and you finished your shower, you decided that you would worry about your feelings for Juyeon another day. You wondered if he got home safely as you climbed in bed, and shot him a quick message asking him just that.

Two hours later a loud banging came from the front door, and your phone was buzzing incessantly from an incoming call. Fright and adrenaline pulled you right up out of bed as you answered the phone.

Your name came out in a long, dragged-out whine. It was Juyeon. “Izz your friend still ‘n there? I wan’ meet him.”

He was talking loud enough that you realized that it was him on the other side of the front door. He fist kept hitting the door. You yanked it open to the sight of a red-faced Juyeon, his black dress shirt all askew with the top buttons undone low enough that you could see the ridges of his chest. His perfectly styled hair was now flattened and covering his face. He let himself in, hilariously having enough manners to shake off his shoes as he entered. The boy made a beeline to your room, albeit whilst stumbling.

You peeked your head out into the main hallway, sending apologetic looks to anyone who was also looking out as well.

Juyeon mumbled more to himself than anyone, “Where’s he… Needuh compare heights, ‘n hand sizes and, and…”

You caught his arm as he almost fell into the door frame. “There’s no one here Juyeon. What are you doing here? Let’s go to the living room.”

He sagged onto your couch with a loud sigh. He laid along the length of it, one long leg on the sofa, and the other on the floor. If he wasn’t drunk out of his mind, the sight of him with his legs spread wide like that would’ve been tempting. You retrieved a hot towel from the bathroom to wipe the sweat and grime from the club off of him. You sat on a footstool while you got to work. His head was tilted back off the couch’s arm, his eyes shut and his mouth gaped open slightly.

Juyeon didn’t even flinch as you cleaned him the best you could. You wiped his face, neck, and chest without digging too deep under his shirt. You would have to grab his spare clothes from your closet if he was going to sleep over tonight. It seemed highly likely, judging by the state of him. “What are you doing here Ju?”

His head came up to look at you through adorably squinted eyes.

“Wahnted to see if yorrr friend can fight,” he hiccuped. “Did he like yorr necklace when you were on top? ‘Tis my necklus. Mine. Yours. Ours?”

You could not believe your ears. He’s still going on about the stupid necklace. “No one’s here, and no one has had the pleasure of seeing your precious necklace dangling while I’m riding them. Do you want it back? You seem to like it so much…”

“No! Keep i’ forevuh and evuh. I like it on you… ‘N I like yuu.” It seemed like he was starting to mumble nonsense. You shook your head to yourself. He’s drunk. He doesn’t know what he’s saying. He sighed dramatically. “Don’ evuh take it off. I love yuu. You’re so good to me. I love yuuu.”

As a friend, you told yourself.

“Water should make you sober, right?” You muttered under your breath as he kept mumbling about how much he apparently liked you. You rose to dispose of the towel, get some water, and his clothes but his hands wrapped around your wrist and pulled you back down.

Shock ran through you as you felt yourself fall onto the couch right in front of Juyeon who folded in his leg to make space for you. He leaned in so that you were at eye level and looked at you as seriously as his drunken gaze could allow.

A pointer finger was aimed at you and Juyeon started wagging it like a parent telling off a child. “Yuu. I love yuuu. Do you hear mee?”

“Loud and clear, Juyeon.”

“I’ve liked you fuh soooo looong, but you never know. Knew? I know I’m drunk bu-but you should believe me. I really like you, ‘n I would be sososo good to you.” He tapped his giant finger on your nose.

He watched your reaction with bleary eyes, almost looking as if there wasn’t a thought in his head. Juyeon head tilted to the side. He brought the pointed finger closer to your face, and caressed your cheek with the back of it. Your heart squeezed at the tender touch. His eyes almost looked sad as he focused on his finger. Sad, with every sleepy blink of his eyes. “Mmmmh, so preeeetty. Preetty girl.”

You sighed. “Okay, time for bed.”

“No, no bed. Wide awake,” he shook his head, dizzying self so much that he almost fell forward.

“Let’s talk in the morning. I need to get you some water, and your clothes so that you can change. Do you want to stay the night?” Juyeon dumbly stared at your lips as you talked. You almost laughed at the sight of him slowly leaning in, hypnotized. You placed an arm on his shoulder to keep him at a distance. “Juyeon!”

“I dun’ know.”

You giggled at the words. He blinked at you, grinning a dopey grin at your smile. The butterflies were back again. Juyeon took your hand from his shoulder and brought his lips to each knuckle, kissing gently. Your heart stuttered at his action. With both hands, he flattened your fingers across his cheek, sliding them up until the fingertips brushed his hair line and his cheek rested in your palm.

Juyeon sandwiched your hand between back of the sofa and his head, using it like a pillow. One large hand kept your hand pressed against his cheek, while another kept hold of your wrist.

You curled into a ball to get comfortable, bringing yourself closer to him. You also leaned your head against the back of the sofa to watch him blink at you until his eyes remained closed.

Earlier you told yourself you’d worry about your feelings for Juyeon another day. So for now, you allowed yourself this little moment. To pretend he was yours and to try to memorize the feeling of his hands holding yours. Because eventually, you’ll have to let go.

“Please look at me,” he softly murmured before he succumbed to sleep.

Your heart squeezed. “I’ve never looked away.”

[tzyuki]

[ 양정원 ] SOOAWK! ꒰ Y.JW x F!READER

014. you’re crazy | smau + written (726 wrds)

IN WHICH ?! — Y/n’s junior year is ending, photos are being taken left and right, her being forgetful she had forgotten that she never had taken a photo in the beginning of the year for picture day due to her being sick. Looking over her friends yearbook surprised to see herself with a blank photo. She stormed into the yearbook committee asking why she wasn’t in it, that left a bad first impression on yang jungwon, but his wasn’t any better.

“Guys! I don’t want to go.” Y/n whined, Changmin and Sunwoo trying to drag her away from her sheets. “And it’s cold!” She shouted as she was playing tug-a-war with her blanket and Sunwoo.

“We got her!” Sunwoo cheered as the two dragged her into the hallway. She tried getting away but almost tumbled down the stairs head first. “Careful! You almost fell!” Changmin expressed his concern as he quickly grabbed the girl.

“I said get her out of bed, why does it look like she didn’t pay a loan shark back.” Ningning said as she was sitting on her couch, just now texting Nishimura Riki.

The four of them were trying to set up a setup between Y/n and Jungwon in hopes Jungwon would rightfully apologize.

—

Riki was tip-toeing behind the couch where Jungwon sat. “Boo!” He grabbed his Hyungs shoulders and shook him. “Shit, Riki!” Jungwon shouted in fear, his hand on his chest.

He looked back at the younger and gave him a glare, then turned back to his phone. “Oh, what the fuck! what the fuck! what the fuck!” Jungwon shouted as he walked to his room and slammed the door shut. All Riki could hear from the outside was muffled screams coming from him.

“What’s wrong! It wasn’t even that good of a scare!” Riki shouted back, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

—

“Why are we here again?” Jungwon asked as Riki happily ate his food. “Hmm,” Riki held up his pointer finger, telling him to give him a second. “Because I said so, and plus. I’m still semi upset about the Y/n situation so you’re paying.”

“Fine, as long as you please stop acting like you don’t miss my company.” Jungwon smirked. “It’s painful seeing everyone ignore me in the group chat but then you send a message trying to act tough on me.”

“I’m not acting tough, I am tough!” Riki huffed. They two argued some more, their bickering tuned out the noises around them.

“I hope you guys don’t mind it if these customers sit here with you! there’s no other seats.” The waitress smiled apologetically as she had two customers behind her waiting. “We don’t, it’s fine.” Jungwon smiled back to be polite.

“Thank you!—Jungwon.” Y/n started out cheerfully and then it turned dull. “Y/n.” Jungwon was shocked, he was embarrassed as well, especially after he had accidentally liked an old instagram post of hers.

“And, Sunwoo.” Jungwon said as he saw the boy next to Y/n. “Hi.” Sunwoo gave him a grin. “Y/n, Sunwoo! Hi!” Riki said as the two sat down next to them. Y/n next to Jungwon and Sunwoo next to Riki as Sunwoo had beaten Y/n to the other seat.

“Where is Ning?” Riki whispered to Sunwoo and looked back at Jungwon and laughed. “Hahah! He’s so funny!” Riki had a big smile on his face and then went back to whispering to Sunwoo. “You better do her part in this plan well.”

See, the plan was for Y/n to sit next to Riki so he could ask her to switch seats because hers is next to the ac and then she would be across from Jungwon so it would be more one on one. But Sunwoo had already ruined that by taking the seat. He only knew part of the plan but smiled and gave a thumbs up to the younger.

—

The tension was awkward. Really awkward. Like so awkward.

“This is sooawk.” Y/n muttered. “That’s not even a word.” Jungwon looked at the girl in disbelief. “It’s a slang I created and my english teacher uses it so yes it’s a word now! I’ll even get it approved to be in the dictionary.”

“You’re crazy.” Jungwon scoffed. “You’re crazy.” Y/n mocks him childishly, earning her a glare from him. “What?” She smiled and acted clueless.

“Jungwon-ah,” Y/n said, the boy turning his head again to look at the girl. “Hm.” He hummed. “How’d you find my instagram? did you go through your friends' followings to find me?” She teased the boy, his face turning a slight color of red.

“Y/n-ah, do you ever know when to shut up?” He retaliated in making fun of the girl. “No.” Y/n smiled and did aegyo to piss him off.

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LIP GLOSS & SECRETS OF SUMMER Eric Sohn

Chapter 7

🐚 Surfer Eric x oc

🐚 genre | college au| summer love | slow burn| mature topics | strangers to lovers | minor love triangle

🐚 summary | Upon arriving at her new university Park Naokei finds herself falling into a world of chaos as drama unfolds with her new found friends. By the time summer break arrives newfound feelings and crushes spark amists the summer fun. Slowly our oc finds herself trapped between the likes of two guys and it all started with her occasional swimming lessons from the one and only Eric Sohn.

🐚 word count | 2.2K

🐚 important details ; Nzeka Park (neh- zeh- ka) is our main character. known as Nezza by those she calls friends while her close family calls her NeNe . Her father passed away when she was fifteen leaving her with her stepmother who she believes absolutely hates her guts. The girl has two younger siblings, both boys with the youngest being four his name is Aiki short for aikime while the oldest being eight his name was Juni, she also has an older sister named Kiome that moved away to America when she turned eighteen. Park Naokei is twenty and has a huge scar on the back of her thigh from an accident her family had long ago when she was only 5. Though she doesn't know how to swim, She's in love with the ocean and has been fascinated by it since she was a child.

Final authors notes: this is a multipart series with more that 20+ parts, there are few mature topics like death mentions and slight angst topics. Other than that this series is full of somer vibes and playful moments between our characters. For those reading thank you so much for coming along this ride even if at some point you stop reading.

Despite Nao absolutely hating parties she allowed Yeosang to talk her and Sooah into going to one. Realizing that the only reason she hated them was because usually any party she had attended had been forced upon her by her stepmother and it was always people in their mid forties or older. She realized that once her father passed away and she was left alone with her stepmother she had deprived herself of a true teen experience.

"You know I never expected this place to have any fraternities but i guess i was wrong?" Nao spoke absent mindedly as she searched through her closet for something to wear.

"Honestly there never were any until freshman year. Thats when The boyz decided they'd buy some random ass house on the other side of the lake on campus and just make it a party house. They knew none of their parents would approve so they call it the fraternity house as a cover up." Sooah explains as she scrolls through her phone.

"The boyz??"

"Oh right, you haven't really run into any of them yet aside from Eric yesterday. The boyz are the universities golden boys and only frat. Not only are they the most wealthy but the most well known around here. Theres Sohn Youngjae, but you know him as Eric, Kim Sunwoo, Kevin Moon, Jacob Bae, Ju Haknyeon, Ji Changmin, Lee Sangyeon, Kim Younghoon, Lee Jae Hyun though he goes by Hyunjae, Lee Juyeon and Choi Chanhee. Every one of their parents are filthy rich and on the schools board of education, well except for Eric his parents are back in LA." Naos mouth immediately hung open as she listed out nearly fifteen names.

"Okay am I losing it or did you just name eleven different guys without stopping for air, actually im amazed that you could remember that many." Nao turns giving her a look of amazement while Sooah simply shrugs it off.

"Anyways theyre the ones that throw all the parties and events here during the semesters. Otherwise parties are free game during breaks." Sooah adds before throwing her phone onto the bed.

"You know for a girl that never left her house and has never been to any parties your styles unmatched." Sooah watched as her newfound friend exits the closet in all black apparel. Nao had always been someone that was comfortable with her body once she had stopped caring about the opinions of others. Back in Elementary and middle school she had gotten harassed and bullied for so long for her scar that she had after her mothers accident. It had been so bad then that she had been self conscience about herself, but as she got older agree started caring less and loving half more. Which only meant she wasn't afraid to show off what she had and  play around with her style.

"Oh please lets not act like you don't have the fashion of a high class super model." Nao retorts making both her and Sooah burst out in laughter

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As they arrived at the party; fashionably late of course, there had already been crowds of people outside the house. Luckily for her it wasn't too many people, most of the guests were outside dancing and drinking while anyone inside the house had been smoking weed or playing games. Uno in one corner, cards in another, board games on the couch and beer pong in the dinning room. She had never expected for a party thrown by all 'rich brats' as Seonghwa called them to be this calm.

"Well look who decided to show her face after eight months." A tall guy who she recognized from that day at the pool spoke as he stood in front of them. His eyes focused on Sooah who just stood there with a blank look on her face. Naos eyes moved back and forth from Sooah to him, there was some sort of tension there and she wasn't sure as to why.

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"Hey isn't that the one Eric saved from drowning three days ago? The one talking to Hyunjae." Sunwoo one of Erics friends spoke up as she watched the two talk to his other friend.

"And shes with Sooah." Juyeon steps up, throwing his arm over Erics shoulder. 

"Did I miss something? He still likes Sooah?" Changmin chimes in poking his head out in front of the two.

"Damn right he still likes her or else he wouldn't be avoiding her still." Kevin chimes in, all of their mindless banter earning a groan from Eric who had remained silent the entire time.

"I do not like her, we just grew apart. It happens." Eric shrugs before removing Juyeons hand from his shoulder and turning back to join their other friends. Meanwhile the rest of them watch the interaction between Hyunjae and the two girls.

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"Um did you want something?" Nao decides to step in realizing Sooah had yet to respond.

"Ah its the pool girl, you're the one Eric saved right?"

"Enough hyunjae no point in flirting or talking their ears off none of them are showing interest in you." Eric teases him as he makes his way over to the three of them.

"Nice to see you again starfish."

"Starfish?" Hyunjae chuckles as he looks between the two.

"I guess it's nice to see you as well." She responds sarcastically which only makes him laugh.

Out of the corner of her eye she could sense Sooah tensing up even more.

"A few of us are gonna play beer pong if you're interested." Eric responds while showing the red cup he held in his hand.

"Actually i think we're just gonna."

"I'm gonna look for Yeosang." Sooah suddenly blurts out causing Nao to immediately turn and look at her out of shock.

"Go Nao. You're here to meet new people and make new friends join them." Sooah didn't give her any time to argue. As she watched the girl open her mouth to say something she immediately pushed Nao over to where Hyunjae and Eric stood.

"Well i guess I will be playing." She says under her breath before looking at the two of them.

"Let's make this fast."

She wasn't expecting to have a good time playing with them. Truth be told when she first stood at the table in front of all of them it made her stomach turn. She would have rather just argued to stay with Sooah. She felt most comfortable with her and Yeosang. As minutes went by she found herself loosening up after having poured half a drink or two. Then those two turned into 5 as her team slowly but surely began to lose the game. When she was finally near a win there was a sudden commotion from the left side of the house in what she assumed to be the kitchen.

They all shared a glance before the group ran into the kitchen, Nao made it a priority to push through the crowd as she heard yelling. The scene she saw before her made her blood boil. Sooah stood there, her dress soaked in what she could only assume to be alcohol.

"She tried to hit on me or something!" A random girl yelled as she held a now half empty cup in her hands.

"Yoona she only asked you where the cups were." A guy who she assumed to be the yoona girls friend chimes in defending Sooah.

"Whatever! She was probably just looking for an excuse to talk to me."

Nao immediately rolls up her sleeves and steps in goes to step in front of Sooah.

"Usually I wouldn't involve myself in childish games but I think you're just a lifeless bitch looking for attention. Since I don't like to cause a scene I'll be polite and not give you the ass whoopin you're so desperately asking for, but insult her again and I'll give you a real reason to cause a scene." The anger in her voice was evident as she spoke.

"Oh and by the way you aren't even her type...." Nao adds, looking the girl up and down as she stood there embarrassed. Pushing past the crowd of onlookers she takes Sooah along with her entering the first door in the hallway she found. Thinking it was a bathroom she entered only to find that it was a bedroom, but at the moment that didn't matter.

A sigh spilled from Sooahs lips as she looked at her feet. "You didn't have to help me..."

"I could tell that something has been bothering you from the moment we walked in, you're my friend i'm not going to sit by and let her be a bitch to you." Nao defends which earns a laugh from Sooah.

"Even after hearing what she said? Im sure by now you've had heard the rumors from someone." Sooah responds and Naos chest tightened immediately

"Yes, I have but why believe the rumors when I can get the truth from the source?" At her sentence Sooah finally looked at her with what looked to be shock in her eyes and for a moment she remained silent until finally she let the tears come falling down.

"I loved her. Jeong Jinsoul."

"Jinsoul??!? The one that asked out Yeosang?" Nao exclaims out of shock.

"That was the first day I met her. Yeosang not knowing what to say when she confessed made things awkward and embarrassing for the both of them so she ended up running away not wanting to show her face that day. That was when I met her, I had been at the lake after a guest star on a show. Just thinking about what life would have been like if I wasn't in the public eye all the time. She came there and I don't know we got really close. For months we would meet with each other, the university parking tower, at the lake, late night cafes. We had been seeing each other for so long that it made me realize I had feelings for her but...the night I asked her to be my girlfriend I lost everything." Her voice cracked as she retold the story of her and Jinsoul to someone for the first time.

"Two days after she said yes to being my girlfriend articles got out. My mother forced me to stay away from her, we both became distant and everyone just avoided me. What hurt most of all was Eric.." Sooah choked out as she tries to hold back her tears but failed miserably

"Eric? What does he have to do with this?"

"We were friends...I met him Senior year in high school and since then we were best friends..but when the articles were published he became distant as well and the others were still around but it all hurt so much that i stopped going out and they became distant as well...its why I didn't know what to say to Hyunjae. I never know what to say to them. I felt alone, Eric just abandoned me...I didn't care about the other shallow assholes or bitches here avoiding me but having them avoid me and losing Jinsoul was too much i felt alone."

Nao didn't know what to say that would make her feel better, so she decided to reveal something that allowed them both to be sad together.

"I know how it feels...feeling alone."she pauses letting out a deep breath after realizing the tears had already began forming before she spoke.

"I was five years old when I lost my mother. My mom, my dad and I were at the aquarium when it happened. It was a new exhibit but they rushed the opening. The foundations weren't sturdy and so-." She gets choked up as she shared the story for the first time in years.

"The glass burst and while my dad was able to get me out..my mom..my mom didn't make it. While Me and my dad made it out i didn't get out unscathed, one of the glass fragments cut deep into my thigh, Still have the scar to prove it. I got teased for it up until the age of 14. Then id get into fights anytime someone mentioned the scar or my mom. My dad had such a rough time. For a long time the only person that I had was my sister...then my dad got remarried and of course they had kids and with them I was happy to have my siblings, they mean the world to me. Then the right when i thought that I could possibly be happy with them..the worst happened, my dad passed away and my sister moved overseas and I was truly alone." She couldn't stop the tears from streaming down at the point. For a while the girls cried together and sat in silence. When the two finally looked at each other all they could do was laugh.

"I agree to going to a party for you and Yeosang and we both end up a crying mess." The two of them laugh as they wiped their face and hugged one another.

🫗୧ ‧₊˚ 🍸 ⋅

[deobi-scenes]

December 21st-- lee s.y.

(pt. 2 of friday the 13th)

genre | heartbreak au

word count | —

notes | Sorry for being inactive the past few months. I had too much on my plate and lost the drive to write. Hopefully, I’ll catch up and make up for it this winter. Stay safe and warm everyone! Always remember, you are loved.

———

y/n’s POV

The sun was shining, brighter than it ever was and yet, I still felt gray inside.

I was staring at my calendar for a good few minutes now. I focused my attention to the date that had hearts all over it together with the label, 'Sangyeon and Y/N Day!' 💚

" Today was supposed to be our anniversary." I quietly mumbled biting my lip; refraining myself from pouring out any unwanted emotion.

'It's just like any other day, suck it up.' I said, mentally scolding myself for acting this way.

"honey, it's time for lunch." my mom called knocking on my bedroom door making me lose my trance

"n-ne." I said breathing deep and went outside to join my mom for lunch.

" thank you for the meal." I said before digging in. Well, I sort of kept pushing my food back and forth because I didn't have any appetite at all.

" is there something wrong honey? Do you want me-"

" ani, eomma. It's fine. I'm just a bit under the weather." I weakly smiled finally eating a spoonful of rice

It was a peaceful and quiet time until my mom decided to speak up, mentioning him.

" It's almost Christmas and I still haven't heard of Sangyeon. By this time around, he would be excited putting up the decorations."

" He's just busy with his schedules mom. It's Gayo season." I explained.

I hated lying most especially to my mom but I couldn't bear to tell him that he and I broke up.

They loved him as if he was already a part of the family. They even bought him his Christmas present already.

Other than that lame excuse, I was still in denial by the fact that we already broke up.

It has already been a month but my heart and mind cannot accept the fact that we were over.

"oh, is that so? Ask him when he's free so he can help me with decorating. He's the only one with a good eye for art around here. I need to see if it's Sangyeon approved."

"n-ne. Mom, why don't I just help you instead? I mean, he might be really busy. I could just send him the pictures to see whether or not it's Sangyeon approved."

I felt my heart sink when his name came out of my mouth. Luckily, I managed to keep a straight face in front of my mom who already had her eyebrow raised at me.

"okay, whatever you say so." She said standing up and washing the used plates we just used

" I'll be in my room if you need me." I said quietly excusing myself from the table

I felt so lost right now. Yes, I was in the comfort of my own home but everything felt so foreign.

Finally lying on my bed and staring up in my ceiling, I plugged in my airpods and listened to some happy playlist on Spotify.

Despite the music blasting through the airpods my world still felt silent. I still felt sad.

'snap out of it, y/n. He's not coming back.'

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Sangyeon's POV

"hyung, let's eat." Hyunjae spoke softly while knocking at the door of my room.

"I'll be out in a while."

hearing the boy sigh from the other end of the door made my heart hurt but there was nothing more painful than losing y/n.

I'm sure the pain that she was feeling was hundred times more than what I was feeling.

Finally going out of the room, I was greeted by worried and surprised faces.

Juyeon was walking behind me and gave me a pat before taking his place on the table.

" let's eat!" he finally said opening the containers of food our dorm auntie prepared for us.

It was a peaceful and quiet lunch. Nobody spoke a word but I felt their eyes glued on me.

" I'm fine, guys. I won't kill myself." I said finally putting down my spoon and looking at them.

" you are basically dead." Changmin spoke taking the used dishes from the three of us.

rolling my eyes at him, Younghoon could only look at me with his usual puppy eyes.

" what?"

" hyung, you really have to pull yourself together. Everyone is getting worried about you. Remember we have a lot of schedules until the end of the year. We don't want you getting sick. If y/n-"

the three guys looked at each other worriedly after mentioning y/n. As much as I wanted to tell them that it was fine, hearing her name made me feel at peace and rattled at the same time.

"I'll be in my room if you need me." I said to them without saying another word.

I was sitting on my bed when suddenly Haknyeon went inside together with a tub of ice cream. If I was on the mood, I could've swore I would nag at him.

" we.... just ate?" I looked at him confused

Haknyeon on the other hand was busy devouring the tub of ice cream on his lap.

" you want some?" he asked, handing over a spoon from his pocket.

" no, I'm fine. Besides, I can't eat cold things." I said scrolling through my pictures.

I stumbled upon y/n and I's picture taken during our last anniversary.

'She looks so happy.'

other than my members, y/n was my source of strength. She was just a ball of sunshine who lifted everyone's mood up. With all the positive things I could say to her, the remaining time of this day won't be enough.

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y/n's POV

Finally having the courage to go outside, I went out and saw a bouquet in front of my doorstep. Yellow tulips - my favorite.

" I guess it's from yeonnie." my mom said walking by past me.

I smiled blankly and picked up the bouquet. I peeked inside and there was a note.

" noona,

I snooped at Sangyeon hyung's phone and saw this on his cart. It's probably for you. I know today was supposed to be your anniversary but things happened.

We all miss you. He misses you A LOT.

Anyway, I hope you like mine and Eric's little gift. See you soonest!

x Sunwoo and Eric."

I smiled at the note. Despite their crazy antics, Sunwoo and Eric never fail to lift my mood up.

I went inside and was greeted by eomma's excited voice.

"y/n look! It's Sangyeon!" she said pointing at the flatscreen tv in front of her.

As much as I didn't want to look at him right now, I had to muster up the courage to pretend that everything was fine.

" The B, you have waited for a long time right? Instead of singing our song 'Candles' please allow us to sing a crowd favorite. Merry Christmas." Sangyeon spoke as the background music of the song played.

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Sangyeon's POV

" thank you for allowing me to sing this." I said to the group while waiting for our cue to go on stage.

Originally, we were supposed to sing Thrill Ride and Candles but because today was y/n and I's supposed to be anniversary, I just felt like I could do this the very least to show her how much I love her.

At first, the staff and the production were hesitant because of the mood the song set but together with the rest, we’ve managed to convince them that we’ll make it work.

“ of course hyung. We have your back, not matter what.” Kevin said giving me a reassuring smile.

“The Boyz please standby on stage.” the production staff said ushering us to the stage.

As soon as we stepped on stage, loud cheers were heard.

Before the music started, the guys looked at me and signaled that I should say something.

" The B, you have waited for a long time right? Instead of singing our song 'Candles' please allow us to sing a crowd favorite. Merry Christmas." I said waiting for the background music of the song to be played.

‘I hope you’re watching this y/n.’

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y/n’s POV

As much as I wanted to hold it in, I just couldn’t.

the emotions I’ve kept to myself all gushed out as soon as I heard his voice.

“is everything alright sweetie?”

“ no, it’s a merry bad ending.”

[gluion]

all about moni

➵ hi everyone, i am moni! if we’re close feel free to call me by any nickname </3

➵ they/them pronouns (any if close, all gendered terms OK!) and identify as nonbinary unlabelled.

➵ 21 years old who lives in the philippines — eng/fil OK!

➵ 4th-year communications major who is also active in my uni's newspaper so i have a very sporadic schedule xP

➵ this blog does hold an array of interests. however, it mostly focuses on my writings and current hyperfixation/s

all about moni's works

➵ i mainly write about the boyz, zerobaseone, boynextdoor, and reader-insert fics whether in the romantic or platonic aspect. i also make my fics reader-centric. — although i write my readers to use they/them pronouns, i do note that they are afab on most occasions. please read the warnings.

➵ i write both sfw and nsfw. take note that this is my first time fully getting into writing fics and publishing them so always be kind as i'm figuring out my writing style :] — will not be writing about yandere, incest, and any majorly toxic themes that i'm uncomfortable writing about. i have every right to deny your request.

➵ i am not the best with requests. if you do request something, please do not expect too much nor get mad at me if i am unable to fulfill.

➵ for any feedback, i would love if you would reblog it! however, you can also send comments, feedbacks, or even requests to be part of the tag list to my ask/inbox.

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zzoguri thoughts ➵ nom nom

all my thoughts!!! about anything and everything i think about!! suitable for 16+

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zzoguri works ➵ works of moni

all my works (though you can already find that in my masterlist)

zzoguri updates ➵ psa

all updates in terms of writing, from ideas to actually writing

zzoguri feedbacks/zzoguri feedback ➵ reviewed and approved

all the feedback i received on my works :') good to look back to

zzoguri asks ➵ om nom

all the asks i receive

love notes 💌 ➵ all my loves

all the love notes i receive from mutuals and followers

zzoguri requests ➵ food for a thought

all the requests i received and fulfilled

my boyz (the boyz), my sun for life (kim sunwoo), cobster (jacob bae), changmin lover (ji changmin), my erigi (eric sohn), the moon shines for all (kevin moon), catjyu (lee juyeon)

____ brainrot (all other general interests! expect a lot of doctor who, fe3h, atla, and more that you can find below)

moni's silly interests and other symbols of comfort

current hyperfixation ➵ zb1 & bnd

ults ➵ day6 (ot4) ✰ bts (namgi) ✰ the boyz (sunwoo, jacob, changmin, and eric) ✰ zb1 (taerae, hanbin, and matthew) ✰ boynextdoor (dongjaedong) ✰ txt (yeonbin) ✰ le sserafim (ot5) ✰ loona (yeojin, chuu, choerry, and vivi), p1harmony (intak)

my other loves

nct dream (jaemin and donghyuck) ✰ seventeen (seungkwan, dokyeom, and minghao) ✰ weki meki (yoojung and lucy) ✰ stayc (sumin, sieun, and isa) ✰ cravity

bibi ✰ dean ✰ woodz ✰ seori ✰ yerin baek ✰ dpr ✰ giriboy ✰ ph-1 ✰ woo ✰ offonoff ✰ crush ✰ penomeco ✰ epik-high

hyukoh ✰ wave to earth ✰ lucky tapes ✰ jannabi ✰ se so neon ✰ polkadot stingray ✰ surl ✰ nell ✰ lucy ✰ indigo la end ✰ onewe ✰ radwimps ✰ no buses ✰ cnblue

hippo campus ✰ laufey ✰ faye webster ✰ mitski ✰ phoebe bridgers ✰ sabrina carpenter ✰ matt maltese ✰ niki ✰ maneskin

ludwig ✰ quarterjade ✰ itzmasayoshi ✰ jerma985 ✰ tinakitten ✰ the yard ✰ jacksepticeye ✰ markiplier

valorant ✰ kirby ✰ fe3h (claude von riegan) ✰ omori ✰ the last of us ✰ overwatch ✰ pokemon ✰ inscryption ✰ undertale ✰ borderlands ✰ minecraft ✰ bioshock infinite ✰ stardew valley

doctor who ✰ little women (2019) ✰ everything, everywhere, all at once ✰ the spiderverse franchise ✰ the mandalorian ✰ community ✰ new girl ✰ modern family ✰ superstore ✰ the good place

tomo-chan wa onnanoko ✰ cowboy bebop ✰ brass & sass ✰ the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya ✰ kyoukai no kanata ✰ code geass ✰ steins;gate

[ericshoney]

The Bad Boyz ~ Chapter twelve

Jade's POV

Its been a couple days since the incident with Hana. Nothing else has happened yet, oh, other than Sasha not showing up. She won't answer my calls or texts which worry me.

I was sat outside in the quad, its morning break and I'm just sitting on a bench, trying to text Sasha again. I waited for the message to send when someone slams their fist down onto the table. I look up and see the boyz.

"Where the fuck is Sasha?!" Juyeon shouts.

"How am I suppose to know? She won't answer my text or calls." I respond calmly.

Before anyone else could say anything, we hear a laugh behind us. We all look over to see Hana standing there with two of her followers.

"Oh piss of Hana." Sangyeon groans.

"How rude. I was just coming over to ask how Sasha's little fingers are doing." She responds with a fake pout. I stand up, getting in front of her.

"The hell you do!" I shout. She looks a bit taken back, making me smirk to myself.

"Oh didn't you hear? Your new bestie got her fingers trapped in her locker. Poor thing." She answers with fake sympathy.

I don't know what overcame me, but I suddenly grab Hana by the collar of her uniform. Pulling her close, getting in her face.

"The fuck you do you selfish hoe? Tell me before your face becomes as black as your heart!" I exclaim in anger. I hear a whistle behind me, but ignore it, focused on the mean girl in front of me.

"Slammed her locker door shut on her fingers. Wouldn't even bother trying to talk to the old man at top, you can't prove shit." She said with a smirk.

I look behind me and see the guys standing there. I then smirk at them.

"Cover me." I said, they laugh and push Hana's followers out the way, forming a barrier between the rest of the students and us. I slam Hana's face down onto the bench hard. She scream as I throw a punch at her, making her plastic nose bleed.

"That's for messing with a nice guys heart!"

I then punch her in the jaw.

"That's for messing with a sweet girls friendship!"

I then throw one final punch.

"And that's for trying to mess with me!"

I look at her bloody face and laugh.

"I suggest you clean up, sweetie." I said with a fake smile.

The guys laugh as Hana runs off inside, her followers behind her. I then look at my hand which has a bit of blood on it from her face. I feel a slight sting from the punches, but go it ignore it, until someone's hand takes mine gently.

"Lets get you some ice." I hear Jacob say softly. I look up to see he's the one holding my hand.

"O-Okay." I curse myself mentally for stuttering.

"I can now approve that your nothing like Hana or Kira. Your officially apart of the group." Sangyeon said, with a proud smile.

"Yeah, you can stick up for yourself and we can see you care about our princess." Haknyeon added.

"I take back every time I called you a rat." Younghoon said, I laugh and smile.

"So is this our starting point? You gonna give me a chance?" I ask.

"We will." Kevin said, as the others nod in agreement. I smile again.

"Now lets get your hand iced and go to Sasha's, school can wait today." Jacob said, making the others gasp.

"Our angel wants to skip!" Changmin exclaims.

I laugh and feel a bit happier knowing they are going to give me a chance. I just can't get past the fact that every time Jacob's hand touches mine, I get butterflies.

[whats-wild-to-you]

Dark Horse (100 Days sequel)

[endgame]

[Changmin’s POV]

I didn’t even know how I got sucked into this mess, but there I was, wired and mic’d up, waiting for Wooyoung to leave work.

‘... and remember, we want him to get riled up but not to the point where he calls the cops on you. If he calls the police, you’re on your own!’

“Thanks, guys!” I replied, receiving odd looks from passersby.

Ten minutes later I saw someone approaching and heard Jay in my ear going ‘That’s him!’

“Choi Wooyoung?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s talk!”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?”

“Don’t act coy now! You know who I am!”

I deliberately raised my voice, but Wooyoung was either an excellent actor or indeed clueless. He stepped closer to me, examining my face. He had a lightbulb moment and instinctively took a few steps back.

“You were there the day I met with Soo-jin.”

“Correction. I was there the day you harassed Soo-jin.”

“Whoa! What are you talking about?” 

“You heard me.”

I stepped closer to him, towering over him, hoping to intimidate him enough, to rattle him, so he would slip up.

“And you keep harassing her, and I don’t like it!”

He knew it was a lie, so he got all defensive, finally yelling at me.

“I haven’t talked to her in months! Back the fuck off!”

‘This is not working...’

“Why the hell do you even care? As far as I know you’re not her boyfriend!”

‘Wait! I think we’re getting somewhere.’

“So you admit it! You’re stalking her. But see that’s where you’re wrong. I am her boyfriend.”

“Really? What happened with her and Jay. Did he grow tired of her?”

“What do you know?”

“Oh, I know enough. He gets tired looking at the same woman every day.”

In my earpiece I heard Jay growling. I was afraid he’d storm out here and beat this guy to a pulp.

“I guess you’re speaking from experience?”

“Me and Soo-jin was a different situation. I broke up with her for her own sake! Mother would’ve never approved of her!”

‘Whoa! Back off. Let him go!’

“You’re a real jerk. Stay away from Soo-jin!”

“Gladly!” He snarled at me, getting in his car and speeding off.

As soon as he was out of sight, I sprinted back to the van Jay and Mr. Kim were in and had the wire and mic removed.

“This was a waste of time!” I said, looking at Jay. “Sorry.”

Jay was rubbing the back of his head in utter desperation.

“It’s a good thing you two aren’t private detectives!” Mr Kim weighed in. “Did you not hear what he said? He said ‘Mother would’ve never approved’!”

“Yeah, so?” I shrugged my shoulders.

“I just texted Soo-jin, and she replied back saying she met his mother many times and that the two of them had a great relationship!”

“Son of a bitch!” Jay exclaimed.

“Quite literally!” Mr. Kim added, smirking.

“Wait. So that means, he knows?” I asked flabbergasted.

“She would’ve never approved? Does that mean my stepmother knew about Soo-jin?” Jay mumbled, talking more to himself.

“I don’t think she met her, maybe Wooyoung talked about her? Oh my God, that’s it! The benefit gala! Both of them were there! You two drive back to Jay’s place. I’ll contact some people, see if we can secure footage of them together.”

Mr. Kim didn’t leave room for discussion, and immediately set off. We stood there for a couple minutes, before Jay cleared his throat, saying that it would be best to get home. Since the news reported about his breakup, he constantly felt chased.

[Jay’s POV]

Back in my place, I got some beer for me and Changmin, and plopped down on the couch, waiting for hyung to work his magic.

“You think he’ll find something?”

“There were many photographers there, paparazzi as well. Someone might have taken a candid shot of Mrs. Choi and Wooyoung.”

“Have you talked to Soo-jin yet?”

I shook my head. I trusted that she would see the bigger picture and not get caught up because of some fake report.

“Do you mind if I text her? I just want to check up on her.”

“Sure, but no details about what we’re doing!”

“Of course.”

I watched him type in his phone, then send the message. Soo-jin’s reply came only a few seconds later. Changmin read it and chuckled, but his face fell when he looked up and caught me staring.

“Do you wanna kn-”

I got up, leaving Changmin alone in the living room. I laid down in bed, needing to clear my head and to refocus. My anxiety was at its peak level. In the past I always did stupid things whenever I felt anxious, hurting the people I loved most.

Suddenly there was a knock on my door, and Changmin entered without waiting.

“I think I know what’s going on. Soo-jin is okay though. She’s not mad, she realized right away what you were doing, and she believes in you! That woman is smart, but I don’t have to tell you that! I think you’re being a bit too harsh on yourself. I know you’re staying away from her to protect her, but maybe it’s her you need the most right now!”

I hummed but remained otherwise quiet. Changmin smiled faintly at me and closed the door on his way out. I hated being lectured, but I knew he was right. I needed to see Soo-jin right now.

Hastily I changed and walked downstairs. Changmin was sitting on the couch, sipping his beer.

“She’s at Ri-Na’s.” He said casually.

“I know! Call me if hyung stops by!”

[Soo-jin’s POV]

Hours passed since Mr. Kim sent me that weird text. What did my relationship with Wooyoung’s mother had to do with all of this?

Since Ri-Na was at work, I was alone at home, bored out of my mind. I refused to turn on the tv, afraid I’d see more fabricated news about Jay and myself. So I just sat on the couch, watching the minutes go by on Ri-Na’s antique wall clock.

The doorbell put me out of my trance, and I hesitated to get up. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and Ri-Na had keys. 

I was surprised to see Jay standing outside. He tried his best to disguise himself, but I still recognized him. I buzzed him in and left the front door ajar.

“Wasn’t expecting to see you here!”

Jay didn’t respond, instead came over to me, embracing me in a tight hug.

“Missed you!” I felt his muffled voice against my skin, erupting in goosebumps.

I was afraid to speak, because I wasn’t sure what I could ask him. He said he wanted to keep me out of this, and I wanted to respect that.

“I missed you too.” I replied in the end.

Those were the only words we spoke, before Jay lowered me on to the couch and undressed me slowly, while simultaneously getting rid of his clothes too. 

We were right in the middle of it when Ri-Na returned home. Neither Jay nor I heard her unlock the door, or her footsteps as she walked towards the living room.

“Oh my God!” She yelled, immediately covering her eyes, turning around and wanting to escape, but bumping on every piece of furniture.

“Ouch!”

Minutes later I had thrown on my bathrobe and walked into the kitchen, where she pretended to be busy with storing things away.

“Sorry!” I giggled, looking at her being uncomfortable.

“I’m traumatized. Is Jay gone?”

“No.”

“I can’t look at him. I- This- His ... back ... was right in my face.”

I pulled a muscle laughing so hard, watching as my friend squirmed in pain.

“C’mon, we’re all adults here. I’m sorry you had to see this, we got carried away.”

“I thought you two would keep your distance.”

“We missed each other!”

“Clearly.”

I grabbed Ri-Na’s hand and dragged her out of the kitchen and into the living room, where Jay was sitting on the couch, fully clothed, browsing through magazines.

“Hi. Sorry!”

“Nice butt.”

“Thanks!”

“So? Where do things stand? Any updates?” She asked, sitting down next to him.

“Actually, we found out that Wooyoung knew all along that Mrs. Choi was his mother. Hyung is currently trying to obtain footage from the benefit gala, seeing as both my stepmother and Soo-jin’s ex were there.”

“Smart! But what good will some photos do?”

“We haven’t figured that out yet, but we’re going to find a way to use them to our advantage!”

“I bet you will.” Ri-Na stared at Jay until he became visibly uncomfortable.

“I guess I should go now. Hyung could be back any moment.”

“I’ll walk you out.” I offered but Jay immediately shook his head.

“Not a good idea.”

“Right. I forgot we’re supposed to be broken up.”

“Whatever you do, do it fast!” Ri-Na yelled, covering her eyes.

Jay chuckled, planting a sweet kiss on my forehead before leaving.

[Jay’s POV] 

“Hyung, I remembered something earlier. The day the scandal broke I went back to the house, remember? Me and Soo-jin called you when we were there, saying there were no paparazzi.” I said, out of breath, throwing my coat and keys on the couch.

“I remember.”

“I also called my stepmother and went over to her apartment. She completely ignored Soo-jin. No details had been leaked at that point, so why was she so wary? She knew about everything! Had to.”

“I’ll be damned! So it is really your stepmother who’s behind all this!”

“Yes. And no. But it’s not about the company either, or the fact that I ousted her.”

“Yeah? Then what?”

“Wooyoung. He broke up with Soo-jin because his mother didn’t approve. He said it himself, right? He might still have had feelings for her and might have tried to change his mother’s mind, but then Mrs. Choi meets Soo-jin at the benefit gala, and she recognizes her. Then Wooyoung shows up all of a sudden, sees Soo-jin with me. His ego is hurt and so he seeks revenge. But he can’t do much without his mother’s help. Mrs. Choi has the resources, the connections, the gossip.”

“Ari?”

“It was a group effort!”

“But it all started with Wooyoung!” Hyung remarked absentmindedly.

“Did you find anything? Photos, articles we can use?” I switched the subject, eager to put all this behind me.

“Some photos of your stepmother and Wooyoung standing next to each other, talking, but that doesn’t prove anything.”

“What about witnesses?”

“Witnesses?”

“If we manage to change the public’s opinion about those two, we win! We can always go to the press and get an article published but without evidence nobody will believe us.”

“You’re right. Let me check again with a couple people. Maybe I can find something valuable.”

Byung-ho left, and I only then noticed how Changmin wasn’t there anymore. 

Thanks again for today. You talking to Wooyoung really helped.

I sent the text and waited for a reply. When nothing came, I put my phone aside.

Seconds later I picked it up again, sending a text to Soo-jin.

We know who’s behind it!

Is it over?

Soon.

I stayed up all night, trying to find the missing puzzle piece. In the end I had to admit to myself that I knew the answer all along. 

Soo-jin.

I had to reveal how we met. How I faked her identity. She was the key. And the people would need to hear the truth from her.

Are you up?

Yes. Can’t sleep.

Me neither. I need to ask you for one last favor.

Sure.

Let me explain first before you agree.

***

[aftermath]

[grimmshood]

thoughts on changmin ..

despite her personality, changmin is actually the most rebellious out of the nospin members. he's just bad at acting on those impulses now.

following the previous point - changmin's family never approved of her being in music at all. he was only found by mighteeone ent because she posted videos on youtube while wearing a mask, and had he not been encouraged by peers to audition he wouldn't have bothered at all.

changmin's parents were only present on camera for the funeral procession. they didn't visit her remains afterwards, either. they had to be encouraged to show up by the company only to avoid potential legal issues and rumors- changmin's family info was never really made public like other members' were and her relationship with them was never really elaborated on.

ji-woon's mother was the closest to a parent that changmin had while he was alive. she was a primary reason for why changmin had ended up idolizing ji-woon in the first place, then became the reason changmin tried to continue being nice to him even after learning that he never respected him to begin with.

blink + chun-woo's families were also very accepting of changmin. she relied heavily on the support of other members, their families and the company since she was basically no-contact after she auditioned. without company housing she would have been homeless.

[sandiegokpop]

Omg I literally forgot 2AM were on their show. I love it soo much!! AH! I'd be too nervous to sing in front of them.🥺

[daebakbaby]

TVXQ! LIVE - Beyond the T [‘Beyond’ the scenes: Concert practice]

Yunho focus

[ogcassiopeia]

Just imagine coming across two guys as ridiculously gorgeous as Yunho and Changmin just hanging out in a junk yard.

[shimchangmins]

i’m not on lysn or whatever, but i keep seeing cassies mentioning people being assholes to changmin there, and i’m so fucking livid. leave him the hell alone, you phenomenal garbage dumpsters. he owes you absolutely nothing, you’re not entitled to a single fucking part of him or his life, let alone to have a say in what he does with it, and you sure as fuck do not deserve him or tvxq. 

also yunho akgaes, kiss my ass, and i hope you live in perpetual fury and frustration like the shitty little gremlins you are, over the fact that yunho loves chami and would 100% do everything to protect him. how he would most definitely pick changmin over your asses any day of the week, and would honestly be so fucking upset and disgusted if he saw your shitty behavior. like, really, how does it feel to know that the person you supposedly stan would probably think you’re a bunch of pricks and be super disappointed in you? how can you claim to love and care for yunho and then talk shit about someone he considers family, over literally nothing?

i’m so pissed. i’m so pissed! i’m so fucking pissed!! i know chami is strong and has been through a lot already and i believe he’ll pull through this 100%. but i hate the thought that it might upset and hurt him in any way, when he’s done nothing wrong, and is merely seeking his happiness without harming anyone. i just really hope that instead, he’s getting a kick out of all of this, and laughing his ass off at all the bullshit, like, ‘boohoo, poor you. also eat shit.’ because it’s what he deserves, goddamn it.

[sparkvn]

[22:44]

Ji Changmin x Fem! Reader

↳ Genre/Warnings: Fluff, Smut, cursing, exhibitionism, asphyxiation, unprotected sex, not stated, but reader is on the pill, dirty talk, mom interruption

↳ Synopsis: Your boyfriend decides to have fun with you during a trip visiting your parent's house.

masterlist!

"y/n set up the table"

"ah no it's okay I got it" Changmin takes the plates from your mother's hands and walks to the table placing down the plates and cutlery in their respective spots leaving your mom flustered and seemingly impressed.

Based on her expressions at least you think so, because she turned her body to you with folded arms nodding an approved like expression mouthing 'good job, how'd you get him?' and in return, you rolled your eyes at your mom.

The thought of visiting your parents was fine until they thought it'd be the perfect time to meet your boyfriend. Different any other boyfriends though, he was pleasantly excited and it made you excited as well.

Once you reached the doors of your old house, you looked to the side only to see Changmin looking like he's going to shit himself and bullets sweating out his skin. What happened to being excited? The realization that he's actually going to be meeting your parents hit and he'll have to converse with them, and he would be a wreck and you would forsure enjoy seeing that, but-

He wasn't.

It was like he was a natural, and you wondered if he was always this well spoken. Not a single hiccup, no stutters, no mishaps, nothing that resembled nervousness and your parents adored him. They practically ate it up, almost to the point they forgot you were there, like their own daughter wasn't the one who introduced them to him.

"So tell us...how did y/n end up with such a guy like you"

Immediately you scowled her, "momm"

Changmin took your hand in his, "actually I think it was me who was lucky to have ended up with her"

You nearly cringed, "ok enough with that" and you earned a laugh out of him.

"ok ok, we met at university, we were in the same class actually and she kept bothering me about physics homework. Would ask non stop about this one portion and being the super nice guy that I am, of course I helped her. It started with a couple questions after class, to becoming study partners at the library to having coffee breaks at the local cafe and now....here we are"

From your parents perspective, they could see the adoration thats dripping from your boyfriend's eyes as he looked at you and thumbed the back of your hand so sweetly and how completely smitten you were.

According to your parents, he was the most perfect boy for you.

Him and his dark hair, cute glasses, respectful words, calm behavior, funny personality. He could do no wrong.

And maybe your parents should have made the wise choice to make you two sleep separately in separate rooms, but your boyfriend had them completely fooled.

They would have never thought he'd be the type of boy to make you clasp your hand over your mouth trying to keep your moans at a quiet decent level while he's tasting you all up and sucking on your folds like he's starved to death, teeth grazing your clit, tongue teasing your entrance sending wild shivers up and down your body.

You're starting to think the whole visit was a big mistake, but you would be lying if you said that this didn't thrill you and excite you in some maniacal way.

It became such a challenge to keep yourself quiet, your hand was doing you no help.

But you couldn't help but drag one of your hands down to dig your nails into his scalp, fingers getting lost in the strands of his hair, pulling his lips closer to your dripping core.

The knot in your stomach was lighting up and drawing tightly and you look down to see your boyfriend shaking his head vigorously with his eyes shut drinking up all your soaking juices and just from that sight alone you were going to absolutely lose it, but he breaks away from your lips and the cold air stings you.

Changmin lips were wet, red and plump and his hair was perfectly messy from your hair pulling-oh god he looked so hot.

He slots his body in between your legs and plants his lips on yours, letting yourself taste yourself as his tongue presses against yours.

"babe, i don't think we should be doing this in my parents house"

It only prompts him to kiss you deeper, he reaches down and starts to unbuckle his pants, zipping his pants dow and he breaks the kiss to lean back up taking himself out.

With a hand on your knee, he spreads your legs wide open before spitting on your dripping pussy, hand pumping himself and slapping his length against your folds. Easily spreading out the saliva painting your folds. Every second, his cock would graze your aching clit, and it'd drive you absolutely insane.

Cocking his head to the side, a sly grin paints his face, "you can keep quiet can't you?" and any hint of air leaves your lungs entirely when he plunges in you completely causing your back to arch off the surface of the bed.

"ohh fuck-"

Changmin feels pride from hearing how breathless you sound already, knowing that he's the one causing you to react like this.

He knows that this is wrong, doing this sinful act in your parents home, fucking their daughter, but you only live one, why not be adventurous while you're at it and explore.

Exploring what it would be like to fuck you hungrily in a place where you shouldn't be fucked so hungrily.

"you're going to have to be more quiet than that darling"

"fuck you"

"don't mind if i do" he chuckles

His hands find your waist and grips your flesh tightly as he digs his hips into yours at a brutally fast pace, targeting your g-spot. You would absolutely be horrified if your parents knew what your boyfriend was doing to you now. Fucking you so good, causing your body to shudder under the feeling of his dick filling you up over and over.

Your moans were not anywhere near a decent level of quietness, and no way was he going to let that stop his unhinged drilling, he leads one of his hands to slide his way up your torso resting at the base of your throat, giving it a gentle squeeze causing you to gasp and shoot your eyes open.

Changmin's never choked you before, never deprived you of the sole thing that fuels your body to live, but you could help but loved it, love it so much. In fact, you got wetter by the second as his fingers gripped harder around your throat and his hips fucked into you faster. Your eyes were starting to roll to the back of your head, and your lips fell into a content smile feeling so immensely turned on by your boyfriend and Changmin devoured it, he loved it that you loved this and that you were okay with his actions, it only anchored him down and fueled his love for you.

All of a sudden, the headboard of your bed started to bang against the wall and you cursed, fearing the worst.

"cha-changm-babe" you could barely talk feeling too much throughout your body and solely from being deprived of air, but he had a hint of what you were talking about.

A not so shameful tsk comes from him and he pulls out of you, but to only yank you down by your ankles earning a yelp from you.

He dives down and claims your lips with his, inhaling your scent, savoring your lips, fingers dancing over your skin and you moaned into the kiss allowing yourself to melt under.

Changmin takes his hands and grabs both of your ankles, breaking the kiss to bring your feet in the air, he takes the tip of his dick and breaks through your folds to fill you up again and you release a guttural moan.

By now, you don't really care if your parents found out, not when your boyfriend is showing you a new side of him and treating your body so enticingly righteous. But by all means, you just hope that they don't actually.

"mm babe, I don't think you should be moaning so loudly, I don't want your parents to think indifferently of me"

Your legs get folded and your knees touch the point of your shoulders. Wet kisses are placed along your jaw up to your ear," how I'm fucking their daughter in their own house, how you're taking me so well, how you're being such a good girl for me."

He whispers in your ear and those words resound in the walls of your head as the drilling of his hips continue to hit inside you deep, feeling it all through your body. The knot is starting to coil so tightly, a few more thrusts and it's ready to snap, releasing you into satiable bliss.

But a knock on your door halts every moment and every sound, a silence louder than everything, and the thrusting of his hips stop and your bliss? Becomes insatiable.

"y/n darling are you okay? I heard a loud thud"

Regretfully cursing your stupid headboard after hearing your mom, you screw your eyes shut, "uh yea I'm fine"

"okay, do you and-

Deep in your walls, you feel movement.

Frantically shaking your head, you try to tell your boyfriend no through your actions. But he's not one to listen, the fear of getting caught excites him. Changmin crawls back up removing himself off your chest to straighten your legs up in the air only to wrap both his arms around them, his head stationed right in between your ankles, he begins to thoroughly drags himself out only to ram back inside you, heard quietly but surely felt inside your body as you bite back a yelp.

and whatever your mom was saying, it was all muddled

"is that okay honey?"

"mhm, y-yea" ,you genuinely have no idea what your mom asked.

"ok great, aquarium tomorrow then, goodnight"

Aquarium??!?! That means walking around. Fuck. Ok, "mhm goodni-ight"

"...oh fuck"

You open your eyes up only to be irritated seeing a cheeky grin from Changmin.

"I like aquariums"

"shut up"

He releases a giggle and removes his hold on your legs to wrap them around his waist as his hand comes to caress your head. He slots his lips in between yours and gives you a couple more earth shattering thrusts and your high gets fed, your body convulses and your legs shake as the wave of pleasure crashes you both and he releases inside you.

The both of you burnt out now, your bodies collapse further into the bed. Feeling too icky, you think it's best to get up and shower but exhaustion is draining your energy and you promise that it'll be dealt with in the morning.

-

Chirps from birds manages to wake you up from your slumber and you open your eyes to an adorable sleeping Changmin. Taking your finger to his face, you poke his nose, "wake up". Not a moment later, your boyfriend inhales the morning air and groans moving forward to snuggle into your arms, "no, few more minutes"

The sound of his morning voice being muffled leaves a smile on your face, because of how deep it sounds, giving you a reminder of last night.

"you need to go take a shower"

"come in with me"

"no no more-"

"just showering, that's it"

Defeatedly sighing, "fine..at least we'll both be clean at a faster rate", but not like you weren't down for it anyways.

After the shower, you get ready and decide go out first only to be met with an array of breakfast foods. Your parents have made waffles alongside french toast, eggs, fruit salad, bacon. It was whole buffet.

"ooo variety of food for breakfast?? good one dad"

"mhm, I bet you've both worked up the appetite in there"

Instantly, your eyeballs almost dislocate themselves out their sockets and you hear your mom choke on her morning tea.

Changmin walks out your room and you slowly turn to him throwing him a mournful smile, and he is completely clueless folding up his sleeves, "what?"

a/n: that was fun. Hope you Changmin stans liked that. I was contemplating to use his stage name, but that would kinda be odd.