#div by h aewo

[tyudeongis]

꒰ ྀི ⠀화 ⠀ ྀི꒱ ⠀⠀⠀⁺ ⠀ ⠀𝓈𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝒻𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝒽𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝒹𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝓉𝘰 𝑒𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩

[koosuvi]

ʕ·͡ˑ·ཻʔ­ ꒱ ⋆ ice queen ☆ 𓈒 ݁ ♩

[cute-sucker]

domestic life (w/rafe)

about: this series is gonna be super, short and cute! just a bunch of compilation of your life with rafe + super super domestic fluff <3 send requests if you would like !

༘ ⋆🌷🫧💭₊˚ෆ

you always knew that rafe was fit, your keen eyes always travelling to the bulky parts of his body. he was handsome beyond grief, and he knew it too. but there was one thing that you never asked him; his workout.

now there was one thing. you knew he would get excited about it. judging by the amount of supplements that he tried to get you to have. all you did was wrinkle your nose as he tossed a few pills in his mouth and then grinded down his green power.

disgusting.

but here you were watching your boyfriend leave tanyhill, trying to go workout and a sudden peak of interest hit you. what if you went with him? after all, your nail technician had cancelled on you because she had caught something like the cold, and your evening was probably going to be spent laying on a couch watching modern family.

"rafe?" you called out tentatively, watching him stuff things in his bag. he looked concentrated, as he gave you a grunt in response. you bit your lip, before trying to walk closer to him.

you pinch his bicep, "rafe, where are you going?"

you know damn well where he's going, but you can't help but batt your pretty eyelashes in his direction hoping that he'd take the bait. and as always, rafe smiled at you - before jerking his hand to his bag.

"just going to the gym. gotta stay fit," he reprimanded, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead, "if you need anything, just give me a call. i'll be here for a while."

you pouted, folding your arms, and then frowning, "but what if i need you to stay?"

he cocked an eyebrow, a smirk on his face, "you need me to stay? more like want me to stay. is this because your friends cancelled on their little trip to the beach? you want me to stay, 'cause you got nobody to entertain you?"

"don't be mean rafe!"

he gave you a pointed look, a calloused hand rubbing your cheek but you couldn't help but glare.

"you're my boyfriend, what if i want to stay with you?"

then you gave him a cheeky smile, dragging him closer to you as he groaned.

"you got me, good woman. you got me good."

[jenfaery]

˓ ࣪ ⊹͏ ㅤ supernova⠀ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎︎︎✿ ࣪ ֶָ ༊

[p-oisn]

𓇼 🐻‍❄️ ැ‎ ‎ I  Believe  In  Angels  Because  I  Am  One  ʕ•͓͡•ʔ

[soulari]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀❛ ⠀⠀ ⠀∯⠀⠀ ⠀⠀so that is who I am⠀ ⟡

[grlselle]

⑅ 🍉　 ﹐ 　　 ♡　 ˖

[heywardsdoll]

you're sitting by a lilly pod, dipping your fin in the cool water, humming as you take little shells out of your hair, they're fluorescent, pretty turquoise, grand pinks and silvers. it's a nice evening, but all of a sudden you notice that theres a boy that's watching you!

he's a bit freaked out, and you can tell by the way he's patting himself down, and then blinking rapidly. he's got pretty dark curls and kind soft eyes. you can feel your heart drum loud enough for blood to rush into your cheeks, why you like how he looks.

the realisation makes you feel terrible. the shells in your hands fall back into the water, tiny bubbles when they disappear into the great blue. it's horrific. you weren't supposed to be seen, but you can't help but stare back at him. a human, you've been told to stay off the edge where humans are—and as usual, being silly, you decided to rest in an area where you knew someone could find you.

(maybe you wanted to be found)

"shit, shit, is this real? am i real?"

you can't help but find irony in that, a small giggle escaping your mouth and you can't help yourself but slowly move closer to take a better look at him. as you move, he looks even more shocked, practically pointing at you.

then he rub his eyes furiously, "goddamn it, pope. the lack of sleep is really getting to me, maybe i accidentally had what jj had—but maybe when i open my eyes," almost as comical as a cartoon character, and almost as darn cute, he peels open one eye, and then groans, "you're still there."

it's entertaining, and you're so close to clapping your hands and asking him to do more tricks. but then you're struck by the awe in his eyes, it's disheartening to disappear on him now. who knows? you could be the reason the boy, pope, goes mad and starts drawing mermaids, swearing that he saw one on a hot june night.

"can you speak?"

you find yourself nodding, holding your necklace tight, as you toy with your hair. "of course i can," you reply softly, your voice is almost sugary sweet, as you move closer to see him properly. he seems to sigh, blinking again before scratching his head.

"i can't believe you're real. i mean i can't wait to tell my friends—"

and there it goes. the one reason you can't speak to humans, and you find yourself putting your hands on his mouth, feeling so much panic your limbs start to shake just a bit, "no! you can't. you can't tell anyone you saw me."

"uh, sure, i mean i might be wrong. maybe you're just a figment of my imagination too."

you roll your eyes, trying to pretend as if you're beyond caring but you can't help but bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling, "huh, sure."

then pope snaps back to look at you, "wait can i ask you a few questions like—" and then he turns around, and you can't help but want to mess with him, gently dipping yourself back into the water. he seems like a smart boy, with questions and all that. the first thing your sisters told you humans want to ask you is if they could touch your fin.

you linger close to the surface, peeking to look at him behind the giant rock. he's shaking his head, looking around as if you'll pop back in. finally, pope lets out a sigh angrily muttering to himself.

"goddamn it! i knew i was dreaming."

you grin, before ducking back into the water. maybe you'll come to visit him again some other day.

[bambisnc]

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin and both your families because ah wouldn't it be so fun to do this together? you kids won't be all bored with us old people either right? hahaha you're not old dad. you d- you don't have to trouble his family like that really you don't. oh it was.. his idea?

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin who volunteers to do literally everything that you even mention you'd like to do.. visit the library? sure! the swimming pool? oh he'll be there ^-^ the horror movie showing...? yeah he'll be there to protect you <3 (he won't be doing any protecting.) he'd even volunteer to drive you back and forth form the nearby grocery stores/markets/malls because he's a man with a mission : to spend as much time as he can with you (will pout if you tell him he can't come with you like. girl. park wonbin. i'm going to the washroom. sit down.)

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin who shows up at your door at 1 am, greeting you with bright eyes and an expectant look - one that you couldn't refuse even if you'd wanted to - leading you all the way to a little, open but secluded grassy area. he'd have arranged a comfy blanket on the ground, inviting you as if into a scene right out of a fairytale what with the pretty fairy lights on the hedges around.

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin with whom you'd spend a lovely time sitting under the canopy of stars. his face being lit up with the glow of the surrounding lights and as he throws his head back to laugh at something you said; you can't help but fall into a dazed stupor, duly admiring the visual - much more alluring than the setting the boy had strived to create for you. you can't help but lean forward slightly, surely there's some string pulling you towards him, till your lips are inches away from his.

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin who freezes up completely when he registers the now reduced distance between you. and when you mumble out a can i..? he wastes no time in letting a hushed please slip out of those ever so kissable lips of his ..

-

thinking about being on vacation with childhood bsf!wonbin who's so awkward afterwards. not with you of course, he's very much taking every opportunity he can to drag you away to a secluded place and ensuring that when you emerge you're both lowkey out of breath and with your lips slightly swollen. he feels extremely awkward around both sets of parents, however, ducking away whenever either attempt to start a conversation with him (racing off to find solace in your arms obviously .. <3)

notes : inspired by uh. the voices in my head and the vacation im on rn! + [m.list] song rec : obsessive by chase atlantic <3

[gyareii]

➳ ♫ (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ 👝 ╭

[keketopia]

[koosuvi]

⋆ 𝑗𝑘 ⁺ ∿ closer to you . . .

[cute-sucker]

domestic life (w/rafe)

about: this series is gonna be super, short and cute! just a bunch of compilation of your life with rafe + super super domestic fluff <3 send requests if you would like !

the days were sweltering hot, and you could barely take it, feeling so overstimulated you felt like you could cry.

all it would take would be a slight comment for your eyes to start watering, so you knew it was a good decision to carefully walk down to rafe's truck. good thing your boyfriend was always willing to turn on the ac as much as you wanted.

the minute you jumped into the car, rafe leaned in closer to give you a kiss with puckered lips, an easy grin on his face, "there's my pretty girl," he murmured fixing your seat before grazing your face with his fingers.

you grimaced looking away pushing a hand to move him away, pink skirt fluttering as you redid your lipgloss. rafe looked at you with a raised eyebrow, gruffly muttering something under his breath after your rejection.

"i'm all gross, rafe. can't deal with it," you groaned, rubbing your hands in your hair to make it look better, "shit, this heat is really getting to me."

"c'mere, what the hell does it matter?" he groaned ignoring your meek protests before grabbing your face to give you a proper kiss, "i've seen you worse," then he gave you a suggestive smile as you smiled shyly, rubbing your face on his shoulder as he muttered in approval.  

"that wasn't so hard, was it?"

you hide your smile now, humming softly. giving him a slight look you adjust the toggle of the air conditioning, feeling the chilly breeze cool you. rafe looked at you bewildered as you turned it up the whole way, a cheeky smile on your face. you knew he couldn't stop you. you knew he didn't have it in him.  

"y'know i turned it on before you came in? spent five minutes fermenting in this fuckin' cold"

now you rolled your eyes, fixing your necklace to make sure it was on display. sometimes that was how you won arguments, you just flashed your little necklace that had a 'r,' on it, and you swore rafe's eyes went glossy before he coughed to stop himself to kissing you. it worked every single time, but this time he was scowling, shaking his head as he continued to drive.

you nudged him gently with your manicured finger, "rafe? rafe...rafe?" you whispered in his ear, before he let out a small groan slowly pulling over the car.

"what is it?"

you bit your lip, fidgeting before you looked up.

"spit it out."

you sighed, "i can't deal with the weather rafe. it makes me feel super ichy, and disgusting. i need this. i really do." now you're practically whispering, looking up at him with wide doe eyes. you watch him close his eyes, gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turn white.

finally he let out a soft sigh, as he ran a hand through his hair as if it made sense to him. sometimes he talked to you about his sensory issues as well, in that soft offhanded way, telling you how it irritated him the way that the tv was loud enough to make his head burn, or the way the tags on his t-shirts had to cut off properly, and now you wished that he would understand.

you shivered now, like a frail leaf on an autumn day, hoping that you wouldn't be met with his cruel words, hoping that he'll understand and somehow, somehow he places a warm hand on your waist, a gentle frown on his face.

and in true rafe fashion, he gives you a small pat on your head, pulling the car back into drive, and he's practically cooing now but there's a sweet edge to his words as if he's pulling you apart like cotton candy.

"yea', jesus, i should have known better," and then he tosses a cd into your lap, and you know he's trying to apologise through his actions as he gives you a soft kiss the on the forehead

"c'mon put on one of those cheesy songs."

[jnthri]

♡ ⠀ ♩ㅤ ─ㅤ 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈ㅤ 𝖾𝗆ㅤ 𝗍𝖾𝗎ㅤ 눈

[khaer]

　 ⿻ 　 、　@hyunhanie　⁺　　(  ᴗ͈˳ᴗ͈) 　　○ ˚　　❞

[soulari]

　 　　⏖　　♡　　accendio　𓈒　　⁺