#dongheon scenario

[slytherinshua]

TRAVELING WITH VERIVERY

genre. fluff. headcanons. warnings. uhh planes. security checks (ew). food mentioned in almost all of them. not proofread. pairing. verivery x reader. wc. 500 or smth. request. no. a/n. idk randomly watching verivery vlogs and kangmin happened to look very boyfriend while on the plane so here we go (love traveling sm btw traveling is my bae) also who can tell i have a soft spot for yongseung...

LEE DONGHEON ﾐ 이동헌

way too chaotic while travelling because of the adrenaline of being on vacation

wants to buy all the souvenirs from shops— hats, stuffed animals, shirts, mugs, everything

you have to persuade him to not buy an extra suitcase and check it just to get more stuff cause he would

guards your luggage like his life depends on it whenever you go to use the bathroom or get food

BAE HOYOUNG ﾐ 배호영

most practical while travelling, he likes to be efficient 

super organised during security checks, manages to sort all your electronics, jackets, and shoes into different bins at the speed of light

super into the views from the plane and likes to take pretty pictures or timelapses of the clouds 

relays announcements to you if you were sleeping or had trouble hearing

HONG MINCHAN ﾐ 홍민찬

neck pillow connoisseur he probably packs way more than he needs just in case and buys a new one at the airport cause of the fun designs

always buying the most random trinkets just cause they’re funny

overly gentlemanly when you’re boarding; stores your luggage and ushers you to the window seat while calling you “milady” 

reenacts the safety instructions that the flight attendants do with silly faces to make you laugh

JO GYEHYEON ﾐ 조계현

honestly sleeps wherever he can, both on the plane and while waiting to board

doesn’t like to get separated from you so he’d most likely follow you if you wanted to walk around or shop even if he isn’t too interested

makes travel playlists and shares his airpods with you so that you’ll both remember the trip through songs

gives you commentary on whatever movie he’s watching, complaining about annoying characters or plot-holes

JU YEONHO ﾐ 주연호

master of the comfort airport fashion so he can sleep on the plane, but also have a million pockets in case you need him to carry anything 

is serious about ordering food and will take his time to pick the best options

100% gets lost at least once while window shopping

he loses where you are and is left wandering around the terminal forever trying to find you again

KIM YONGSEUNG ﾐ 김용승

uses your shoulder as his pillow instead of the other way around (he's the princess around here)

will write on his phone or in a notebook to communicate with you to get over the noise of the jet— he doesn’t like to raise his voice much :(

never gets lost in airports and always keeps track of the passports, tickets, gate number, etc

will store your luggage for you so you don’t have to lift the heavy suitcase

YOO KANGMIN ﾐ 유강민

let’s you rest your head on his shoulder

picks the same movie as you and times the start of them so it can sync up between both of your screens and you can watch together

plays with any jewelry you have on your hands/wrist while you sleep

orders food for you so you can sleep longer and will share his food with you if you want :(

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[oraclekleo]

Lee Dong Heon (VERIVERY) Relationship Role Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

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Waiting time is long, even several months

If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Relationship Role

Questions:

Friend

Boyfriend

Lover

Husband

One-Night-Stand

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Lee Dong Heon

Stage Name: Dongheon

Group: VERIVERY

DOB: 04.08.1995

Sun Sign: Leo

Chinese Sign: Wood Pig

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: VERIVERY

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Reading done: 26/03/2022

Lee Dong Heon

(Dongheon - VERIVERY)

Deck: E. A. Poe

Spread: Relationship Role

Friend - 0 The Fool, XV The Devil

Dongheon is a little mischievous friend. He’s likely to tease and manipulate his friends often, pull pranks on them and encourage them to misbehave and take risks. He’s likely popular but somewhat his presence always means that troubles are about to happen.

Boyfriend - 9 of Pentacles, 9 of Cups

While dating Dongheon is likely to be generous with his time, money and affection. He’s likely to spoil his significant other with gifts, meals and activities. Dongheon is likely to be an attentive and cheerful boyfriend, always responding to any SOS call.

Lover - 3 of Cups, Queen of Swords

Lover Dongheon is a bit of an ice queen. He likes to be seduced in a sophisticated way. He won’t warm up to blunt and ordinary flattering, he demands his lover to try hard for his attention. Once the icy armour melts down, Dongheon becomes the most loving and responsive man alive. He’s likely very vocal and if handled right, he will turn into a puddle by his lover’s feet.

Husband - IX The Hermit, Page of Cups

Dongheon might not feel like a husband material as of now. He hasn’t matured to this level just yet. It’s likely he would find the marriage boring and way too oppressive for his free spirit. If for some reason he would be forced to get married now, he would likely insist on independent lives with his spouse to a certain degree.

One-Night-Stand - 8 of Swords, 8 of Cups

Dongheon is unlikely to enjoy the benefits of short-term affairs. He’s simply not interested enough, they seem way too shallow for his taste. Dongheon might be a little devil but he’s a complex and sophisticated devil and one night stands seem way too ordinary for his taste. He might try it once just to tick it off from his bucket list but it’s unlikely for him to repeat it.

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[kazumaple]

hello! i loved the dongheon scenario, thank you so so much for writing it ☺️ i look forward to reading more of your work! 🤍

thank you sm!! ik im replying reeeeeally late but this is so nice of u thank u sm anon<33

[pocket-scenarios]

# 1, 2 and 9 Drabble game with Golden Child’s Jibeom and Verivery’s Dongheon

Jibeom:

(Admin: Sxng, fun fact: Jibeom is my golcha bias. Also, I know in both of these I did not do the “you take them back to your place part” I’m sorry.)

Word count: 193

1: They get drunk & you take them back to your place

2: They confess their feelings for you.

9: Your ex calls and they answer.

Leaving a drunk Jibeom alone was your mistake. You should have expected him to pick up whatever call came up on your phone, even if that call was from your ex-boyfriend. You could hear his muffled voice from the bathroom, but you could not tell who he was talking to or what he was saying until you opened the door.

“Of course it matters to me, I like her,” Jibeom stammers.

You freeze, hand on the bathroom door handle, you hate that your heart rate increases from his drunken confession, that he will most likely forget by the morning.

“Who are you talking to?” You ask, despite being fully aware that it is your ex.

“Your ex,”  Jibeom murmurs, lowering his phone to his lap, the call still going.

“Did you mean it?” You inquire, glancing at your phone.

“Mean what?”

“That you like me,” you reach for your phone, pulling it from his hand with ease.

“Of course.”

Jibeom mumbles, you end the call, standing up from the couch again, pushing his head. Jibeom whines, falling onto the side of the couch, sighing.

“Stop being dramatic, confess to me when you’re sober.”

Dongheon:

Word Count: 234

Same numbers

You did not expect Dongheon to drink as much as he did when you invited him over. You did make sure to tell Hoyoung that he will not be going back to the dorms; you do not want to fight to get him into a car.

“Y’N,” Dongheon calls out to you.

You hum, scrolling through your phone, only half paying attention to him.

“Don’t you know that I like you?” He pauses, “I’ve been making it so obvious.”

You are taken aback by his confession, but before you can think too much into it, your phone rings. Dongheon takes your phone from your hand with ease, answering the call. You lean back on your couch, sighing, crossing your arms over your chest.

“She’s next to me,” Dongheon murmurs, suddenly sounding much soberer than he did seconds ago.

You chuckle only half listening to what he is saying, you have been planning to block your ex-boyfriend, so you just let Dongheon drunkenly ramble to him. You reach for Dongheon’s phone, entering his password, deciding to scroll through his twitter feed while he entertains himself in conversation with your ex.

“Here,” Dongheon tosses your phone, it lands in your lap.

You lay his phone in between the two of you, picking your phone up.

“Did he hang up?”

“Yeah.”

You laugh, shaking your head.

“I meant it when I said I like you.”

“I know.”

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[milkybonya]

hi!! could you write a dongheon (verivery) fluff scenario 🥺 thanks 💖

beb ! i’m so sorry it took me this long to write such a short n sweet fluff :( i hope you can still enjoy it even tho i kind of hate the way i ended it hh <3

Classmate Confession - Schoolboy!Dongheon

Warnings: none

Summary: The silent boy who found a place in your heart has turned out to be your secret admirer.

now playing . . . HOLD ON by KARD - Gunshot promos are over, Jseph is enlisting soon and I’m sad :((

^Dongheon after he confesses :”)

School was hard. The long days and classes that seemed to never end were too much.

Luckily for you though, it seemed as though you had a secret admirer who was going out of their way to brighten your days. 

Every morning before class, you would find something new on your desk. The first time, it was a drink from the vending machine that you loved. Whoever had left it there must have been quite observant, because you’d usually grab that drink from the vending machine before class after placing your books on your desk.

This person was one step ahead of you.

Then, there would be snacks next to the drink. Always something new, but always something you loved.

You didn’t even need to have breakfast anymore, because the snacks and drink were filling enough.

You got teased quite a bit by your friends who tried to guess who it was.

“So when you find the snacks, who’s in the room with you?” one of your friends asked during lunch time.

“Well, it’s usually Dongheon and his friend:. Minchan, Gyehyeon, Yongseung, Kangmin, Hoyoung, Yeonho. They’re always early anyway because they have dance practice in the morning.”

Your friends’ eyes were all wide and their jaws dropped. You prepared yourself to be nudged and prodded by them as they teased you.

That’s exactly what they did.

“It has to be one of them!”

“They probably just use their dance practice as an excuse!”

“Wait,” one of your friends said, putting their milk carton down on the table. “Isn’t Dongheon... your crush? WHAT IF IT’S HIM?”

All of your friends resumed their wild squealing and pushing. Your face was reddened at the thought... Dongheon, your long time crush leaving snacks for you in the mornings? No, it couldn’t be him.

He’d been your crush for many years now, ever since middle school started. Yet he seemed to never pay much attention to you. He sat right behind you in class and always had his head down, nose in a book.

He was the teacher’s pet and always tried his best, and you admired his determination. His friends hated how much he nagged them to study with him, but you found it cute. You secretly wished he would study with you just once... but the one time that you were in a group project with him, he barely spoke a word and never met your eyes.

“It couldn’t be Dongheon... you all know he doesn’t care for me very much,” you explained.

“What if it’s Kangmin? He’s always watching you and he’s so cute...” your friend said, their eyelashes fluttering.

You were never able to figure it out and were too scared to ask Dongheon or his friends, so you just kindly accepted the snacks every morning.

One morning, you entered class and your desk was empty. It made you feel a little sad. Had your admirer given up?

With a sigh, you dropped your books on your desk and left class for the vending machine. Someone was standing in front of it, so you patiently waited until they were done.

When they turned around, they were holding your favourite drink in their hand.

“Dongheon?”

The boy’s eyes widened and he looked down.

“[y/n]? Why are you here so early?” he asked, scratching the back of his neck. He chewed his lip as he waited for your response.

“I always come at this time...” you mumbled. “Do you like that drink too?”

“Oh, this? Ah, I wanted to try it once. Do you want it? There’s no more in the vending machine,” he said. You politely refused, deciding that you would get something else, but he insisted.

“I’ll just get something else, it’s fine!” he said after handing you the drink and scurrying away to the vending machine. He seemed to be acting so awkward and tense today...

As you left for the classroom, he called out your name.

“Actually, [y/n], can we talk for a second?” he asked, a small smile on his face.

“Sure,” you said, confused.

He walked through the hallway in search of what you assumed to be an empty classroom, and you grew a bit nervous.

“Can’t you just tell me here?” you asked him. He turned around, his eyes roaming around your face.

“I’m a little embarrassed... well, there’s no one in our class yet since my friends are still practicing for the dance team. Should we just go back there?”

You nodded and walked back with him.

As soon as you walked in, Dongheon closed the door behind him and faced you.

You were leaning against the wall and he stood in front of a cupboard by the door.

“[y/n], actually... you know the stuff on your desk that’s there every morning?” he looked down, hesitating.

“Actually... that was... that was me. I put them there.”

It took you a second to process what Dongheon was saying. So it really had been him this entire time?

“I like you, [y/n]. I know this is a lot all at once and you barely even know me, but-”

“I like you too, Dongheon,” you said, cutting off the nervous boy’s rambling.

“You do?” he asked, confused.

“Yes, and it’s been years.”

The too of you stood there silently for a few moments, unsure of what to do next.

The door swung open and Dongheon’s friends walked in.

“Why are they staring at each other like that?” Kangmin asked, innocently.

“Dongheon probably confessed, you dummy,” Minchan said, ruffling his friend’s hair.

[blu-joons]

When You Pull Another Member’s Photocard ~ VERIVERY Reaction

Dongheon:

“This is ridiculous,” Dongheon huffed as he looked across and saw the photocard that you had just beside your album that was on your desk.

“It’s no big deal, it’s just a photocard,” you tried your best to reassure Dongheon, “these things are at random, no one knew who I would get.”

A groan came from Dongheon as he looked at the photo of Yeonho that you had. “Someone should’ve known that you should’ve gotten me.”

“Dongheon, you’re pouting,” you teased as you looked across at the expression on his face, “you’re not really this annoyed, are you?”

His head nodded in reply to you with a shrug, “do you expect me to be alright? My own partner has another member’s photocard, it’s not alright.”

“It’s not exactly on purpose,” you grinned.

“It needs to be swapped.”

You hummed in agreement back at Dongheon, “I’m sure we could swap it next time I visit you at the studio, you guys have got plenty.”

“I’ll take it now,” Dongheon suddenly encouraged, “I’ll go there right now and swap so that you can have mine straight away.”

“It’s midnight, tomorrow will do.”

Hoyoung:

“I refuse to accept this,” Hoyoung huffed as soon as he took a look through your album after you tried to hide it away from Hoyoung.

“Don’t get stroppy,” you warned him, knowing exactly what Hoyoung was like. “It’s just a photocard of Yongseung, it’s no big deal really.”

Hoyoung’s eyes widened, looking at you almost as if you were crazy. “It’s not just a photocard, it’s a photocard that isn’t of me Y/N, that’s the problem.”

“You’re still stroppy,” you continued to tease, “I’m sure if I get another album then I’ll be able to pull out your photocard instead.”

A sigh came from Hoyoung as he took a seat down beside you, “why would anyone want to stare at his ugly face more than they would mine, it’s crazy.”

“I didn’t ask to get this one,” you reminded him.

“You should’ve got mine.”

You nodded back across at Hoyoung, “if I had it my way, then I’d have gotten your photocard, but unfortunately I don’t get to.”

“At least I know that if you were given the choice, you’d choose mine,” Hoyoung grumbled, “but you still don’t actually have it.”

“If I buy enough, then I probably will.”

Minchan:

“This is a crime,” Minchan declared as he watched you pull out your photocard, only to be left disappointed when he saw Kangmin.

“They don’t know who they’re packing in each album,” you tried your best to remind Minchan, but he wasn’t having any of it.”

His head shook as he threw the photocard away from the two of you, “don’t even look at it, I don’t want you looking at anyone else’s photocard.”

“Why are you being so dramatic?” You teased, walking around the room and picking the photocard back up again to keep it safe.

Minchan’s wide eyes followed you around the room, “every single time I give you an album you never seen to get any of my photocards from them.”

“One day I probably will,” you smiled.

“Probably? That’s no good.”

You struggled to stop yourself laughing as Minchan despaired beside you, “I mean the chances are always one in seven Min.”

“From now on I’m going to make sure it’s one in one so that this never happens again,” Minchan assured you.”

“It’s just a photocard, relax a little.”

Hyehyeon:

“I had a feeling that this would happen,” Hyehyeon remarked as soon as he watched you open up your album and pull out a Dongheon photocard.

“What do you mean?” You quizzed, looking back with intrigue as Hyehyeon reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling something out.

You could only chuckle as he pulled out his photocard and handed it across to you. “I kept one back just in case you didn’t get mine in your album.

“Are you really that desperate to make sure that I have your photocard?” You joked, left unsurprised when Hyehyeon nodded.

He stretched his hand out until you took the photocard, “you don’t want to have a photo of Dongheon when you could have one of me instead Y/N.”

“It’s nice to have a different one,” you replied.

“Take that back now.”

Your laughter got louder as Hyehyeon glared across at you, “I don’t just support you, I support every member of the group Hyehyeon.”

“Alright,” he whispered, “but as long as deep down you like me, and my photocards more than you do the other guys.”

“Don’t worry, you’re my favourite.”

Yeonho:

“Just so you know, my photocard is better,” Yeonho told you as he watched you pull out the Hoyoung photocard that was in your album.

“Really?” You scoffed back across to Yeonho, placing the photocard down. “Is that really what you want to say to me when I’ve just got this?”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Yeonho, “I mean Hoyoung does look good, but my concept photos are much better than his are for this comeback.”

“I don’t doubt that,” you sighed, shaking your head, “but unfortunately I’ve not got your photocard this time around, I’ve got Hoyoung’s.”

He couldn’t bring himself to look as you picked the photocard up again, “I wish that you’d managed to get my photocard instead of another member’s.”

“I’ve got the real you” you teased.

“That was smooth Y/N.”

You nodded proudly in reply, “as great as Hoyoung’s photocard is, I think I’ll stick to being able to enjoy the real you first and foremost.”

“And just so you know too, the real me is better than me in a photocard,” Yeonho encouraged, making you laugh.

“That’s what I was hoping for.”

Yongseung:

“I’m so confused,” Yongseung remarked as he watched you unpack your new album to see a photocard of Minchan poking out of it.

“How come?” You quizzed, taking the photocard out with a smile as you admired how sweet Minchan looked in the photo that he had taken.

Yongseung’s hand scratched over the top of his head, “I asked at the company to make sure you got a photocard of me, and that definitely isn’t me there.”

“Maybe it got swapped,” you tried your best to reason, “or maybe they gave you the wrong album accidentally to give to me.”

His head shook as you tried to make Yongseung feel a bit better, “you wait until I get to work tomorrow, those staff members better start running.”

“You’re not serious, are you?” You quizzed.

“Of course, I am.”

A scoff came from you as he spoke, “you’ve got plenty of spare albums at work, just bring one of those home with you tomorrow.”

“And take your Minchan one back?” Yongseung optimistically looked at you, hopeful to get the two albums swapped.

“If that would make you feel better.”

Kangmin:

“What photocard did you get?” Kangmin asked as he watched you begin to browse through your copy of the group’s new release that he’d given you.

“That’s not important,” you smiled back across at Kangmin, quickly turning through and trying your best to hide the photocard that you had from him.

His head shook as he walked across to where you were sat at the other end of the room, “come on, let me see. It’s just a photocard, and it’s a random too.”

“Don’t get mad,” you warned, pulling the photocard back out of the album and handing it over. “I got Hyehyeon’s photocard though.”

A groan came from Kangmin as he took the photo from you, “really? I was hoping you’d get one of mine, I tracked the patterns of photocards and everything.”

“I’ve got plenty of yours already,” you smiled.

“But you could get another one.”

Your head shook as Kangmin handed the photocard back across to you. “Maybe I could sell this one or swap it for one of yours with a fan.”

“That’s a great idea,” Kangmin immediately agreed, “I’m sure that if you found a Hyehyeon stan they’d swap with you in an instant.”

“Don’t sound too excited Kang.”

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Masterlist

[kyungjuner]

dongheon would do you real good i don’t make the rules i just enforce them

PLEASE I CANT DO THIS NO MORE

dongheon would 💔 just imagine riding him and he has his hands on your hips so hard they bruise ?! pulling you closer to him every two seconds and he’s restraining himself from bucking into you so you can take it slow and bask in the warmth of his arms while slowly grinding on him … thoughts are being thunk

okay i cant be doin this i have work in like ten minutes SOB

[nekomura-tsukiyo]

VERIVERY hugs

Dongheon

❥ Hugs you all the time because he's clingy

❥ Feeling happy? Hugs to congratulate you. In a bad mood? Comfort hugs.

❥ Really tight hugs, so tight that you may feel hot or suffocating lol

❥ But feels like a large teddy plush toy so you definitely love it

Hoyoung

❥ Shy baby doesn't hug much

❥ Gets hugs more than giving hugs

❥ But will definitely return hugs once received

❥ Probably the type to pinch your cheeks afterwards if you hug for fun

Minchan

❥ Best hugger

❥ Gives the warmest and sweetest hugs

❥ Might not hug you too much normally but if he detects any slight negative emotions from you? Not gonna let you go

❥ Comes along with light kisses on cheeks and some head carressing

Gyehyeon

❥ Also receives hugs more than giving ones bc he tsundere

❥ Groans whenever you hug him for fun but secretly likes it

❥ Sometimes push you way bc tsundere (first hand experience by Kangmin)

❥ But if you're hugging for emotional comfort he'd definitely hug you as if you're the whole universe

Yeonho

❥ Clingy 2.0

❥ Probably bites you while hugging

❥ If he doesn't bite then he's probably playing with your cheeks or hair

❥ Very comfy so even if he's biting you you can still fall asleep in his arms

Yongseung

❥ Another shy baby who receives hugs more than giving them

❥ (Veri)very soft so you like pinching him while hugging

❥ And he lets you while smiling endearingly

❥ Pats you like patting a kitten

Kangmin

❥ The most aggressive hugger, can give Dongheon a run for money

❥ Very passionate hugs with a lot of kisses

❥ Still very passionate hugs when you're feeling down but he'd tone down the kissing during those times bc he wants to make sure you feel better first

❥ Likes you carressing his hair when you're in a good mood

[restlessmaknae]

half to your half

➳ Lee Dongheon is a praised choreographer for a soon-to-be debuting boygroup, but the trainees are complaining about his strict way of teaching, so he ends up at your dance class alongside literal kids.

♦ Pairing: choreographer!Dongheon x choreographer!reader/you

♦ Genre: soulmate au, fluff, comedy

♦ Words: 8.5k

♦ Dedicated to: my other half @dat-town who deserves the world! I think you had a feeling I would write about Dongheon, but I hope you’ll enjoy the story nevertheless. I’ve incorporated that one Road to Kingdom scene that made you bias him (and stan Verivery) because I just had to! 😉 Love you more than words could explain! Take care, stay safe! 💖💖

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“What do you mean I need training? I’ve thought you hired me because I was good enough.”

The air in the meeting room froze for a minute, but Lee Dongheon was firm in his words, and he wasn’t going to break the silence first when he was the one who had asked the previous question. He didn’t want to give up on keeping the eye-contact with the coordinator either because he was sure that sooner or later, the 30-something guy would break. He wasn’t willing to leave just yet, he needed his answers if he was about to receive training when he had been hired because the entertainment company had deemed him the most suitable dance choreographer for their soon-to-be-announced boy group.

“The thing is…” Mr Park started hesitantly, lowering his voice as he continued. “The trainees are complaining.”

Dongheon almost let out a snort hearing that. Almost. The only thing that held him back was his pride and the fact that he was a professional, so he wasn’t going to show that he wasn’t happy to receive such news.

“About what?” He quirked an eyebrow challengingly, having a feeling about what it would be about, but not wanting to back away either. He wasn’t even exactly surprised when he was told:

“About you being too strict.”

“They need to take dancing seriously. It’s not a child’s game. They are preparing for their debut, much worse is waiting for them once they eventually make it to live shows and all that,” Dongheon reasoned with a click of his tongue. He didn’t regret how he had treated those kids. Sure, they were 14-16 year old teenagers, but if they didn’t learn how to behave well during dance practices, when would they take their idol life seriously? One wrong move was enough to turn someone’s life into a hellhole, and they could laugh all they wanted outside of his dance practices, but he wasn’t going to let them have their way when he was their dance teacher.

So no, he didn’t want to show any remorse, nor did he want to seem like he was willing to beg for the company’s forgiveness. He didn’t think that he had done anything wrong. If they kept making mistakes, why wouldn’t he force them to practice more? Maybe he wasn’t the most beloved dance choreographer of all time, but his previous dance teams had never really complained. Though they hadn’t even been as young as these kids.

“Why don’t you just find a new choreographer then?” Dongheon asked flippantly, keeping the eye-contact with Mr Park. The coordinator let out an aghast sigh, then put his hands down on the table, leaning over, so that he could be closer to the guy and explain in a whisper-like tone:

“Because the choreography is yours, and the company is satisfied with it. You just need to soften up a bit,” he said, almost pleading. It seemed like they really did try to keep him at the company, but the choreographer wasn’t exactly happy about some random training when he had other dance classes to attend and other dance groups to teach.

He looked down at the inked words on his arm (a war worth fighting for), the half of that so-called soulmate quote everyone had on their skin. It was like a tattoo, but you couldn’t get rid of it no matter how much you tried. You had half of a quote and your soulmate had the other one, and when you said the two out loud at the same time when you finally found each other, the other half would be engraved into your skin.

He always looked at this half-quote as a life motto. He felt that if he wanted to achieve something, he would only get it if he worked hard enough for it, so that it seemed like a fight. Maybe this particular one would be the same.

“How?” He raised an eyebrow in an almost elegant way, willing to listen if they didn’t want to bring him into some nonsense. Hearing that, Mr Park leaned back, his lips curling upwards. He should have known that the man’s smile didn’t indicate anything good, but what he expected in that meeting room on that fine spring day was very, very far from what actually happened afterwards.

Lee Dongheon found himself at a different dance studio a few days later, staring at the palette of colourful clothes the kids were wearing as they were giddily running around the practice room, occasionally bumping into him and moving on after giggling a bit. If he called the 14-16 year old trainees kids, these kids were toddles. They couldn’t be older than 12. Tooths were missing, boys were screaming in high-pitched voices and girls were still taller than boys. This age group wasn’t something he had ever dealt with, and he didn’t even intend to do so. The entertainment company didn’t seem to think the same though.

He felt so out of place that his usually sociable self started feeling anxious, but it wasn’t because of the amount of people around, but rather because of the age group and their typical (and loud) antics. He didn’t get why he would need to spend time beside a dance teacher who taught dance to kids because it wasn’t the same dealing with teenagers and literal kids! They had different capabilities and different physiques, so how was he supposed to learn anything useful from this so-called training?

That’s when you walked in, dragging him out of his wandering thoughts, and greeted the kids cheerfully. They seemed to like you a lot, grabbing your hand to pull you closer to the centre of the practice room, hugging you (or well, your abdomen because they weren’t that tall to hug you properly) and chattering to you. You listened attentively to them, your smile dazzling and eyes shining in fondness, and only when you walked closer to the benches, did you actually catch sight of the choreographer.

“Oh, hi! You must be Lee Dongheon,” you noted with a bright smile, bowing a bit out of respect. He did the same, albeit a bit fidgety. You took note of his behaviour, cheekily remarking:

“You look like you’ve been reprimanded. Relax! It’s just a class for kids. I don’t even know why you’re here. I only know that you’re going to teach kids as well and need my help,” you explained to him beamingly, and you could see how his shoulders slumped. So you didn’t know. That lifted some weight off of his shoulder. Not because he was ashamed of the reason behind his presence, but rather because he didn’t get it either why he was assigned to you, so how could he explain the situation to you?

“Well, we could say so.” Dongheon nodded hesitantly because he wouldn’t quite phrase himself like that, but let’s just leave it that way.

“It’s okay. I’ve only been teaching kids for three years myself, so I’m not very experienced either, but all I can say is that with time, you’ll surely get used to it,” you reassured him first things first, and when you made sure that he didn’t have any questions, you clapped your hands to gain the kids’ attention, and started the class.

You started shushing the kids and telling them to follow you while you were presenting warm-up exercises. Dongheon followed you a bit clumsily in the beginning, but once he realised that the kid beside him wouldn’t give him odd glances (well, not all the time, just sometimes), he loosened up a bit, and you flashed an encouraging smile at him before continuing. After the warm-up, you went over with the steps for a choreography that you had started teaching the kids last time, and it wasn’t anything groundbreaking, so you weren’t surprised that Dongheon learned the moves just like that, and once it was time for the practice rounds with music, he executed it without any problem.

You decided that it would be best if you showed him how you usually led the classes and after going over the teaching part, he could try himself out while you were practicing the moves with the kids. You hadn’t been given any instruction on how to treat the dance choreographer and what you should do differently compared to your usual classes, you had only been told that he would need to learn how to teach kids, and it was your uncle who had asked you to let him join your classes, so how could you say no?

However, when it was time for the practice rounds by the end of the lesson, and Dongheon took your place, all you could hear was:

“Again!”

“Again!”

“Again!”

You shook your head after a few attempts of his because you could see how demotivated the kids got, their heads hanging low and their usually buzz killed right away. It physically hurt for you to witness what he was doing, and even though you were sure that he would make a great dance teacher one day, he really needed to learn how to deal with kids on top of being a good dancer himself.

“You can’t just tell them to do this again without pointing out their mistakes. They aren’t old enough to realise what they’ve done wrong each and every time.” You stepped beside him, deciding to interfere at this point, and despite the slight annoyed expression on his face, he didn’t voice out his disagreement, so you took it as a good sign and started going around the practice room, telling the kids individually what mistakes you had caught onto while watching them from the side. Then, you walked back to him, signalling him to go on.

You could see that the ones you had told about their mistakes tried to correct themselves, but there were still some children who did the moves wrong by either missing a beat, forgetting to move their hands alongside their legs or putting their arms in odd angles.

“Ag-” Dongheon started automatically, but when he caught himself saying the word, he immediately stopped. He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly. For a moment, you assumed that he would give up and leave the dance practice behind, saying that he can’t do it any longer, but a second later, he started going around the room just like you had done so, instructing the kids what they should do differently.

You tried to conceal a triumphant smile, but you were proud nevertheless. He might have looked like he wanted to avoid directly touching the kids or that he was searching for ways to let them know about their mistakes without using too much professional dance vocabulary, but at least he was trying, and you appreciated that. Victories always started with initial attempts.

As he walked back to the centre, you tapped a few times on your wrist, indicating that it was time to finish the class, and he nodded.

“Okay, let’s do it one more time, and then, you’re free to go!” Dongheon announced firmly and when he gave you the signal, you pushed the play button on the laptop and started the music. You watched as this grown young man did the trivial little moves with your students, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight. It was so obvious that he was used to something different, something that required more physical strength and stamina and probably more powerful moves, but he seemed to get the hang of your choreography by the end, and he was sweating nevertheless when the final round was finished.

“You all did well today, I’m really proud of you! Don’t forget to practice what we’ve learned so far! See you next time!” You clapped your hands as you were ready to bid your goodbye to your students. They all left in their own ways, but you liked that they were still pumped up, and some of them left the room while doing some moves. You gave them encouraging thumbs-ups and watched them leave with a fond smile before turning back to Dongheon.

“I can see that you have the intention of bringing the best out of them which is essential, you just need to keep in mind that teaching them and practicing with them isn’t the same as practicing by yourself and prompting yourself to do better,” you pointed it out based on what you had seen, but before he could say anything, you added: “But you were good. I could see the improvement.”

Dongheon seemed a bit speechless, ruffling his pitch-black locks to cover up his nervousness, but he still mumbled a hasty thank you in the end. You were content with just that much since it was the first time you had ever met. You inquired if he had any queries, but when he shook his head, you let him go on his way, watching with a knowing smile as he left. Then, you packed up your stuff after everyone had left and headed home.

The next time it was time for a class with the same group of kids, you arrived earlier than your brand new student slash co-tutor. You still didn’t really know why exactly he would need his training and why your assistance was enough because you were nowhere near an experienced professional, but you didn’t want to question neither your uncle, nor him. After all, you were sure that they would tell you if it mattered at all.

You put down your stuff on a bench, opening your laptop and getting ready to start the class while the students were coming into the classroom, chattering as cheerfully as always. Some of them went up to you telling you what they had been up to, or who around them had found their soulmate, and you listened attentively, finding their childish innocence and passion heartwarming.

Truth to be told, you didn’t believe in soulmates as much as those kids did. Maybe it’s because you had tasted the bitter medicine of life when you had been kicked out of an entertainment agency on the verge of debuting because you had messed up your final evaluation, but you didn’t believe in fairytales and in life working out the way you wanted it to. Not anymore. You had more important issues to deal with and more important questions to dwell on other than that big soulmate question even though everyone around you seemed to be buzzing in your soulmate-centric world. There were apps where you could upload your half-quotes and find which one seems matching, there were soulmate-based restaurants and selfie booths and movies and you name it. Once, you might have been interested in finding your soulmate, but after you had decided to become an idol and dating wasn’t allowed for trainees, you had tried your very best to hide your quote with those special sprays you could get your hands on.

You weren’t the only one who wanted to hide their quotes. Idols actually did so while performing live if they hadn’t yet found their soulmate, athletes did so and most teachers and professors did so too because they didn’t want others to see it. You couldn’t blame them. Soulmate quotes were highly personal, and those who didn’t want the whole world to see it and strangers gawking their eyes on what those words on their arms could mean tried to hide it, and there were creams and sprays and plasters and all kinds of things for such purposes. Even though you didn’t hide it anymore since your dreams of becoming an idol had shattered into pieces, you were reassured that you could always hide it if you wanted to.

“Hi!” A familiar male voice dragged you out of your thoughts, and you were lucky that you were currently sitting because you were sure that you would have stumbled backwards if you had been standing, you were so startled.

“Hi!” You averted your eyes to Dongheon who furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but you just shrugged off his unsaid question. He wore a black long-sleeved shirt that was tucked into his high-waisted black jeans, a black belt and black boots, the whole look highlighting his physique. He looked more as if he was to attend a fashion week rather than a dance class with kids, but you wouldn’t comment on his outfit choice for the world. Maybe he had come from a recording and he had needed to dress like that.

“Are we continuing the choreography from last week?” Dongheon asked as he put down his sports bag beside you on the bench, fishing a water bottle out of it and taking a sip from it while he was waiting for you to answer.

“Yeah, it’s the same as the last two weeks, and if everything goes well, we’ll be done with it today. Then, we’ll review it next week and record it at the end of the class.”

“Do you always record them?” He quirked an eyebrow as if it had been that weird, but you nodded confidently nevertheless.

“The kids like to watch it back, and their parents love that they can see their kids dancing,” you explained to him with a smile, thinking of that group chat you shared with your students’ parents. You were lucky that they were all very supportive of their kids’ hobby, it warmed your heart to read their compliments and to hear about their feedback. In a way, it was a way for you to feel as if you had left an impact on their lives. Just as you had wanted to do so by being an idol; you wanted to help others, to cheer them up and to give something to them that would make their lives a bit better, a bit brighter. As an idol, it would have been your songs and your performances, and as a dance teacher, it was the choregraphies you created for the kids and the weekly classes you gave.

“Understandable,” he noted after a few moments of silence, and you were about to ask him why he had posed such a question, but one of your students who had just showed up interrupted you.

“Are you going to teach us today, too?” Minhyuk inquired with his big doe eyes as he looked at Dongheon who was much, much taller than him. Dongheon looked back at you for support as if he had wanted you to answer the question for him, but you just shrugged your shoulders. If he wanted to learn how to teach kids, he needed to learn how to interact with them.

“Yes, I will.”

“I don’t want tooooooo,” cooed the kid with a pout, and you had to sniffle a giggle because he was just so cute, yet Dongheon was just so startled. “You were so scary last time. I don’t want to learn from you,” Minhyuk went on, puffing his chest out as if he had been ready to fight. You wanted to applaud his bravery, but you were so curious about the other dance teacher’s reaction that you kept your reactions to yourself and watched their interaction instead.

Dongheon scratched the back of his neck out of nervousness, then ruffled his pitch-black locks. Once. Twice. Three times. It could be seen that he didn’t know how to react because his eyes were flickering from one side of the room to the other, and his hands were fidgeting with the material of his shirt. Minhyuk kept looking up at him as if he wanted to intimidate him, not the other way round, and you were ready to rise from your seat and interrupt them, trying not to bring Dongheon into such an uncomfortable scene during his second class, but he decided to handle the situation by himself.

“I’ll try not to be that scary today,” he promised a lot softer than usual, but Minhyuk couldn’t be bought with just that.

“You pinky promise?” He raised an eyebrow in question as he held out his pinkie, and you were almost certain that Dongheon wouldn’t give into his wish, but in the next second, he crouched down to be at eye-level with the kid and sealed the pinky promise with the little boy. Minhyuk boasted a boyish smile at that, and bounced back to the rest of the kids with newfound joy.

Dongheon stayed in that pose for a few seconds as if he couldn’t quite believe what had just happened, and when he straightened up and looked at you, your lips curled upwards in an encouraging way.

“That was impressive!” You complimented him and gave him a thumbs-up before he could try to ask you to forget about it or deny that he gave in because he had a softer side, he was just not good at demonstrating it. You didn’t even let him say anything, you got to your feet and walked to the middle of the practice room, starting the class.

This time, the structure of the class was a bit different than last time because you asked Dongheon to do the new moves beside you, so that the kids could familiarise themselves with him and maybe feel closer to him by seeing that he also made mistakes from time to time. Although it was rare, you reckoned that it was only fair that he could be seen as something other than immaculate, and he didn’t seem to mind either. Even though you could see his frustration rising whenever someone missed a beat or made an obvious mistake or started acting up (because they were restless kids after all, occasional tantrums were inevitable), you didn’t need to interfere as much as last time. He still had a long way to go, but at least now he had taken your advice from last time, and pointed out the students’ mistakes albeit a bit harshly sometimes.

After the class, as you were packing your stuff, you didn’t think that Dongheon would speak up even though you could feel his eyes on you. Yet, when you walked back to your bag with your laptop in hand, he broke the silence:

“I don’t know how you can be so patient with these kids,” he mumbled in awe, and you tried hard not to show how surprised yet thankful you were.

“You learn how to be patient when you wait for years to achieve your dream, only for it to be taken away from you in the last minute,” you blurted out absent-mindedly, but when you saw the confusion in his eyes, you realised what you had just said. Damn it. “Nevermind,” you added with a semi-awkward smile, hoping that he wouldn’t dwell too much on your words. You didn’t want to dump your sappy ex-trainee life onto him out of all people. You were sure that he wouldn’t care.

“Anyways, good job today. You’ll get the hang of it soon, I’m sure,” you remarked in your best supportive tone, and watched as his face turned a shade brighter. Oh, so he could feel flustered because of a compliment. What a rare sight.

“Thanks.” He bobbed his head before gathering his stuff and leaving the practice room with you by his side. You bid your goodbye to him at the entrance as you were heading two different ways, and maybe you had seen it wrong, but it was as if you could see an empathetic smile playing along his lips. As if he had understood you even without you telling him about your crushed dreams.

Sure enough, Dongheon did start to get the hang of it, he just needed to learn how to treat kids on top of being a dance teacher. Or well, rather before knowing how to be a dance teacher to kids. Because someone could be an excellent teacher and horrible with kids, yet someone could be amazing with kids, but wouldn’t make a good teacher. So the two needed to go hand in hand, and you hadn’t been born with your current skills either, you had also needed to learn how to be a dance teacher to kids after giving up on your idol dreams.

You had loved dancing, you had loved kids, so you had thought that it would be rather easy, but you had had to learn a lot in the beginning, and if it hadn’t been for your love for both children and dancing, maybe you had given it up from the start. However, you hadn’t wanted to let this opportunity go when you had had the chance to continue learning unlike the time you had been kicked out of that agency.

You always watched Dongheon interact with the kids with a fond smile, and you had to realise that once he had gotten over his initial discomfort and sulkiness, he was seemingly starting to enjoy himself beside the little ones. How couldn’t he when he acted like a big baby sometimes? You wouldn’t have believed your own eyes that he was the same person from your first dance class together if you hadn’t witnessed both sides of him, but maybe he had just not wanted to do this whole thing in the beginning, and it had kept him from being his true self.

He could be silly and childish around the kids, joking with them and giving in to join their little games or listen to their ramblings. They even started to interrogate him about his life (and his love life), and despite them desperately wanting to know about his soulmate quote, he kept it hidden, telling them that he might show it one day but not so soon. You could understand him since they had tried to play matchmakers when they had seen yours, too, and it’s not like anyone could blame him for wearing long-sleeved shirts because it was winter anyways.

Thanks to the kids though, you got to know that he was a choreographer at an entertainment company, and he taught soon-to-be debuting teenagers, thus he was here to learn how to teach them in a less strict way. Even though you tried to bury your resurfacing memories from your trainee days, they came back anyways, sending a wave of bittersweetness through your body. When Dongheon caught onto your shaken up state and worriedly asked if he had said something wrong, you merely shrugged it off. It was all in the past, you told yourself, and decided to start the class instead.

However, it wasn’t only you who showed a different side of themselves during your classes. It was around two months after your first class together, and you could feel his tenseness from the beginning of the lesson, but decided to not bother him if he didn’t want to tell you about the reason. Maybe he was having a bad day, that’s all. On the other hand, when he got more and more frustrated throughout the class because of the kids’ mistake, you couldn’t just sit idly.

“That’s wrong. Do it again!” He practically ordered Kangmin to do the moves in front of the others without music, and when he was still not satisfied, he put his hands on his hips, letting out a long sigh.

“Can’t you see that you’re doing it wrong? You’ll never become a professional dancer if you keep messing up like this.”

That was when you decided to interrupt him, standing between him and the kid before he would say something that would move the boy to tears.

“Dongheon! You can’t talk to a child like that,” you told him firmly, and it was the first time your voice had such an authoritative edge to it. Whenever he was being a bit too harsh, you tried to prompt him to change his attitude in a rather friendly, nudging way. However, this time, you couldn’t just let him be. It seemed that your usual teaching style wouldn’t be effective on him.

“Why not? Should I be kind when life’s only treating me unfairly?” Dongheon looked you straight into the eyes, his words dripping with hurt and pent-up fury. His gaze could burn a whole city down with its fierceness and power, but there was something very sorrowful, very bitter in it, and your heart sank as you kept looking at him.

You were about to open your mouth when he turned on his heel and left the practice room, the sound of the door shutting behind him echoing for a long time before you found your voice and carried on with the class, your mind wandering off from time to time, wondering where he could be and what he could be feeling.

Not knowing his contact and not feeling like you had the right to pry into his life, you hadn’t seen, nor had you talked to Dongheon again, but you kept thinking of the reason behind his outburst, and it killed you that you felt like you couldn’t do anything for him. You could feel that there was something going on because there was no way he would have gotten so angry at Kangmin all of a sudden, but at the same time, you weren’t close enough to talk about such things. You wished you could be there for him because even if you might not have been able to help, you could at least listen to him.

The next week, you were so lost in thought that you merely registered that someone was already in the practice room when you entered, and if it hadn’t been for him speaking up first, you might not have recognised him until you had walked further.

“Hi!” He greeted you with a neutral expression, but you could detect guilt hiding in the corner of his mahogany eyes which made you feel even more empathy towards him.

“Hi!” You reciprocated his greeting with a subtle smile, not sure how to act around him after last time. So you decided on putting your bag down on the bench beside him without saying a word, letting him decide if he wanted to say something or not.

And so he did.

“I’m sorry.”

As you felt the words hanging in the air, you could feel how difficult it was for him to get it out, but at the same time, you could feel that it was as sincere as an apology could be. So you followed your heart and sat down beside him, looking ahead of yourself.

“It’s okay. You’ve probably had your reason,” you reassured him because anyone could have something going on in their lives that might affect how they treat others. You merely hoped that if he could share the burden, he would be willing to do so, but before that, someone had to show that they cared. So you gave it a shot. “Want to talk about it? If it’s about dance, I’m an ex-idol trainee who has been kicked out of her company after the final evaluation, so maybe I can understand.”

You weren’t afraid to confess something like this now because you wanted him to know that he wasn’t alone with whatever he was feeling. And despite the clear surprise on his face that you could see in the front mirror, you had a feeling that he already had a feeling that your back story would be something like this. He might not have been extremely nosy, but he was observant enough, so you were sure that he could guess some parts about your past.

“It’s not that. Not just that.” He shook his head decisively, and let out an aghast sigh. You finally looked at him and not just his reflection, and from the way his shoulders slumped, you could see that he was trying to master up his courage, but didn’t know how. You didn’t want to push him either, so you sat there side by side, listening to the sound of the clock ticking on the wall.

You would have been more than happy with the silence because at least he was there, willing to show up and willing to apologise, but when he spoke up, you listened attentively, your heart sinking deeper and deeper as the monologue went on.

“After graduation, I got accepted at a dance academy in the US, but a week before I was supposed to leave, my mom got sick, and then they found a tumor. She needed surgery and a few months of recovery, and I’ve stayed with her, giving up on my dream. Since then, I’ve never even left the city because I’m afraid something might happen to her, and last week she got her monthly examination, and her results weren’t that promising.”

“And you were afraid that she might fall sick again,” you whispered, barely able to master those few words out after you had gotten to know such a personal part of his life. He had always seemed rather composed and passionate, someone who had been confident because he had never tasted failure. You couldn’t have been more wrong.

Dongheon nodded, his mahogany eyes bathing in the sea of uncertainty. You wished you could say something hopeful, but it wasn’t like his mother’s condition would suddenly get better if you prayed hard enough. You also wished you could feel confident enough to reach out and hold his hand to show that you were there for him, but you didn’t know how he would react to that despite that inward urge to share the burden and listen to whatever worries he had.

“It’s no use running tests now because the doctors say that it’s common to have worse results once in a while, but I guess I was worried history would repeat itself,” he mumbled loud enough for you to hear it yet not any louder. It was a confession only you should hear, no one else. It was your secret, the whispers of his heart and the tales of his present.

“I don’t blame you. I can’t even imagine what I would be feeling if I were in your shoes.” A cold shiver ran down your spine even just by thinking about. “You know you don’t have to come to class if you don’t feel well. Mentally or physically, it doesn’t matter.” you added gently, trying your best with an encouraging smile. Just because he was supposed to come to learn from you, you didn’t want him to feel pressured to be here each and every time until his boss would finally be satisfied with his improvement.

Dongheon shook his head, bitterness swallowing up his words as he continued.

“I’ve wanted to apologise to you and to that kid.”

“I’m sure he would understand.” You nodded fervently, knowing Kangmin well enough to assume that he would stay just as determined as before, if not more. That kid was one of the most dedicated dancers in his group. 

“Thank you for telling me this,” you felt the need to add before any of your students would arrive, and when he finally looked at you and you exchanged a glance, there was a bit of a smile in the corner of his lips, and suddenly, that inward urge to be there for him elevated. You couldn’t pinpoint why, you didn’t know what was this sudden odd sensation going through your body, but you reciprocated his smile, and you looked away only when one of the kids arrived.

After you had talked about why Dongheon had suddenly left the class that time, you felt less cautious around him, and he also seemed a lot more loosened up around the kids. As expected, Kangmin didn’t hold a grudge against him, so Dongheon was good to go again, and you would have never taken it to heart that he had just rushed out of your class, especially after knowing the reason why. You felt like you could understand him a bit better, and you could feel his empathy, too. It was as if you could relate to what the other had gone through, and it was odd since you had never felt this way before. May it be because you had quite a special case with being dismissed from an entertainment company and finding your way to your current workplace and his dreams changing due to the circumstances, but that string that had kept on pulling you towards him had become more and more difficult to resist. Not to mention when he wanted to get to know you better.

“Why haven’t you applied for a different company?” Dongheon inquired the next time you met, posing you the question after the class had finished, and it was only you two left.

“I’ve spent my youth on training at that certain one. I was tired of life kicking into me,” you replied with a bitter smile, but you didn’t mind his question. You had a feeling that he would understand, and you wouldn’t need to elaborate further. You were right.

“Understandable.” He nodded firmly, and his serious state showed you that he really cared. Lately, you had had to realise that he was such a goofy, childish guy in general, his serious self resurfacing only when it was about something work-related which was dancing in your case, so you weren’t surprised that you could only see his most authentic sides when some time had passed by.

“Want to show me how you dance if you aren’t teaching kids?” Dongheon raised an eyebrow challengingly, dissolving the tension in the air with his question. You snickered, raising your eyebrows alongside his as if you were ready to fight him.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that? You’re a choreographer for idol trainees.”

“Well, if you are that curious…” He shrugged without hesitating a moment, but before he would get ready to dance, he turned to you and put his index-finger in the air.  “But you have to show me what you got afterwards,” he made you promise with a cheeky smile, and you rolled your eyes, but nodded nevertheless. You were actually curious how he would dance apart from your rather easy choreographies made for children, plus it really wouldn’t make any difference if you showed him what you had been working on instead of practicing only by yourself.

You couldn’t tell what exactly you had been expecting, but the guy didn’t disappoint. His moves were fluid, he was perfectly in control of his body, and he made the choreography look so effortless. You could still see behind the seemingly easily executed movements, see the many hours of hard work and the physical strength he needed to use to do certain moves such as pushing himself off the ground or sliding on the floor ever so quickly. Your lips parted in awe as you watched him dance because he was so immersed, it was as if dancing was his second skin, and you adored watching others dance who had the same passion as you did.

Since you didn’t know when he would stop and turn back to you, but the song went on because he probably didn’t finish the last touches on the choreography, he caught you staring with your mouth slightly agape. Even if you wouldn’t deny that you thought that he was amazing, he needed to rub it in your face.

“Not bad, huh?” Dongheon quirked an eyebrow teasingly, and that smirk in the corner of his lips made you roll your eyes. A second later, he let out a wholehearted laughter, and you let him enjoy this moment as he retreated to sit on the bench with you, reaching for his water bottle. That’s when you were ready to let him know about your opinion on what you had seen.

“That was impressive. You could have joined an idol group with those skills,” you pointed out frankly, but he shook his head after he had taken a sip from the water.

“Ah, I’ve never known how to sing or rap, and I didn’t want to be in the spotlight.

“To be honest, I’m rather thankful now that things turned out this way. I’m not sure I would have kept on enjoying being in the spotlight after debuting, so I can understand,” you let him know solemnly. Maybe you had been heartbroken over how you had needed to leave your agency, but now you were a firm believer that everything happened for a reason. Sometimes we can only see what a certain event or a milestone in our life indicates until some time passes by.

You sat in silence for a bit while he was trying to catch his breath, but he didn’t forget about your deal, so he prompted you to dance. You didn’t need to be told twice, you set the chosen song on repeat on your laptop, and walked to the centre of the practice room, sitting down and getting into position before the first beat of the song would be played. Then, you gave your all to the rather feminine choreography, focusing on your reflection in the mirror instead of Dongheon’s face, focusing on how you and your body felt while you were becoming one with the music. The moves were well-practiced and the transitions were smooth, so your hopes of telling a story with the choreography were high. Yet, due to the fact that you enjoyed it so much, it seemed like such a short time until you finished, and turned back to the guy, curious about his feedback.

Dongheon blinked a few times before he could form an opinion, and that was enough of an answer for you, so your lips had already curled upwards before he spoke up. He could scarcely be flustered, so you were rather content that you could make him lose his confidence for a bit while watching you dance.

“That was impressive, too,” he concluded after he had cleared his throat. You kept on your knowing smile as you sat back beside him, pulling up the sleeves of your sweater, the sudden rush of heat warming up your body enough to feel a bit suffocated in your clothes. You didn’t even think much of it until you caught Dongheon staring at your arm. To be precise, the inked half-quote on your arm.

“Oh yeah. My soulmate quote. It says ‘love is a war, but…’. I guess I may get to know once how it ends.” You straightened your arm, so he could see the quote properly. You had never really given the words much thought because there could be endless ways the sentence could end, so there was no use guessing.

On the other hand, Dongheon seemed a bit bewitched for a moment, yet you didn’t know why. Some people were rather sentimental about the soulmate quotes, so you assumed he was one of those too, and that’s why he looked so perplexed, but then he blurted out:

“A war worth fighting for.”

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows in question, not knowing what his words could indicate. Was he trying to guess the ending of your soulmate quote?

“Love is a war, but a war worth fighting for,” he spoke up loud and clear, and you didn’t even have time to dwell on his words because you could feel a tingling sensation on your arm. It was as if an invisible force was hovering over it, but it didn’t hurt, it felt a bit ticklish instead. It wasn’t an entirely unfamiliar feeling, but you had felt this way only once before; when the half-quote had appeared on your arm on your 14th birthday just like it had done for everyone. Which could mean only one thing...

The moment you looked down on your arm, your quote was finished. After the comma, ‘but a war worth fighting for’ was written as if it had always been there. You blinked in confusion, looking up at the guy who held up his arm for you to show that he had the same - now - full quote engraved into his skin. He seemed just as bewildered as you, but knowing that he was your soulmate could explain why he had seemed to understand you like no one else, and why you had wanted to be there for him to share his burden. Sure, soulmates could be best friends, siblings or lovers, but whatever their relationship might be, they were called soulmates for a reason, and knowing that he was yours was both oddly satisfying and scary. You had toyed with the idea of meeting your soulmate one day, but you had never quite imagined it to go this way.

You were both speechless for quite a bit afterwards, but then he nudged your shoulder, and said:

“Hey! At least, it’s not that awkward that your jaw dropped upon seeing a guy dance because I’m your soulmate after all.”

“I’m not the one who needed to visibly gulp after seeing my dance,” you retorted as you nudged his shoulder back, and you caught him with that, you could see it in the way his eyes widened. However, in the next moment, his lips curled upwards and he burst into laughter. You followed his example, and you let yourself enjoy this rather joyful moment. With him. With your soulmate.

What a turn of events.

After getting to know that you two were soulmates, not much changed. Neither of you were firm believers of forcing this soulmate thing onto your relationship, you let things flow as they would either way. Though one thing that the realisation helped to facilitate was opening up to the other, talking about your dreams and past scars after practices because you knew that you were soulmates for a reason, so you could share such personal matters, and after last time, you were more certain than ever that he would be able to empathise with you.

You enjoyed getting to know Dongheon better because there were so many sides to him, and the initial sulky one was just one of them, and now that you knew why he had acted the way he had done so, you couldn’t even blame him. He was such a jokester sometimes, you didn’t even get all of his jokes, but as more time went by, you became accustomed to his cheekiness. Not to mention that he got better and better at teaching kids, and you had a feeling that it was because he was still a bit like a child at heart, he merely needed to put aside his sternness when teaching the little ones. It also helped that his mother was doing okay again, so he didn’t need to worry about her previous worrying results.

No wonder his higher-ups noticed the change in his way of teaching, and you were both told that he wouldn’t need to come to your classes anymore because his so-called training had seemed to be effective. On top of that, he became busy watching over the soon-to-be debuting boygroup’s practices, so he couldn’t come by every time, but he still made an effort to show up from time to time, and the kids welcomed him affectionately each and every time. You sometimes met outside of practice rooms too, mostly eating or having something to drink after both of you were finished with work for the day, and soon enough, you found it easier and easier to believe that he was actually your soulmate. You two were close friends for a while afterwards, and occasionally you helped each other out with choreographies for your classes or for your own pleasure. Sharing the same passion for dance brought you two even closer, and when it was just the two of you dancing in practice rooms, you felt like your heart would burst out of your ribcage each time his fingers ghosted along your skin, and each time you felt like you breathed the same air with only a few centimetres between you two.

Soulmates didn’t have to be lovers; they could be siblings, they could be best friends or anything similar, but you felt the string between you pulling you two closer and closer figuratively and literally. You caught him when he almost fell on his butt on the ice outside of the dance studio you worked at, he pulled you back when you stepped onto the ground when the lights turned red, you helped him get into a taxi and get inside his flat when he knocked himself out after a drinking night, and he accidentally held onto your hand when you were watching a horror movie together (or at least, he said that it was accidental). All of those moments might have been coincidental, but you wouldn’t have minded if they had been for real.

Dongheon must have felt the same because once when he pulled you with him when you were running to catch your bus, he didn’t let go of your hands when you sat down in a love-seat. You looked at your intertwined hands, and when he caught you staring, he merely shrugged his shoulders.

“Does it bother you? I think it’s rather comfortable,” he remarked with a subtle smile, casting you a curious glance nevertheless.

“It doesn’t bother me. I like it,” you agreed with heat flushing to your cheeks, and you had to look away before he could see the blossoms of burgundy tinting your rather pale skin. You sucked in a few deep breaths before turning back to him, but when you did so, he was closer than ever, and you almost bumped your head into his.

“Really? I like it, too,” he said in a rather cheeky tone, and his eyes were so mesmerizing, you just couldn’t bear yourself to look away, so you kept staring into those dark orbs, those hidden universes, and you wished you could capture this very moment; him being so close to you, your heart beating alongside his, and his breath fanning over your skin.

Sure, it might have been less intimate if you had just kissed him right then and there, and he might have felt the same way because he didn’t seal your lips tight, he merely let a boyish grin stretch over his lips that didn’t fade away even as your bus ride came to an end. He didn’t forget about your earlier confessions, so when he walked you home with his hands still in yours, he hovered over you gently and slowly, and kissed you while smiling to himself. He knew you wouldn’t push him away, he knew you would kiss him back, but what could you do? You were already weak for him.

But that was okay. He was your soulmate after all, and you were willing to fight by his side no matter what it would take to protect this love.

[fornishimura]

Dongheon is that type of guy to grab your jaw to make you look up at him

[9h4mn]

when i was in love | verivery

➞ verivery x ex! reader

➞ angst, post break-up

➞ love, it was a fleeting moment where they could feel a sense of belongingness. how does verivery cope up with the fact you are gone?

dongheon: he is tired and perhaps that is an understatement. taking up law school when it isn't even your dream can easily tire out a person after all. he was a filial son, never the one to disobey his parents.

all those expectations makes it understandable that there are days he'd be very burnt out. he supposes coming home to you can make him remember that by the end of the day there was something that makes him know that it was worth it

"i'm home!" he calls but silence is all he receives. ah, thats right you're not there. for someone who knows he should never be wrong how is it that he can't remember you're already gone?

hoyoung: holding on to the memories wasn't a rational thing when he isn't exactly over you but hoyoung didn't want to be rational. he's heart broken, the poor boy didn't need to be rational.

if he had done things differently, would you still be in his arms? he keeps on thinking of the what ifs and everything that might have made you stay.

for a teacher he was being foolish and it didn't help that the children couldn't read the room. they keep on asking about you and he couldn't bring himself to tell his students that he can no longer marry you.

minchan: the day of your break up should have been the day he realized that everything was over but it took him so the long that when you gave him your wedding invitation, it was there the truth finally sunk in.

you could say that he's a masochist when he decided to go to your wedding. you were dazzling in your wedding dress and he could clearly see the love between you and your soon-to-be husband. had you give him that smile on the last days of your relationship?

minchan is truly happy for you, however, he can't help but think that he should have been the man in front of you in that altar.

gyeheon: before his career took off, gyeheon used to sing in cafes. that was how he met you. when everyone was telling him that he's stupid to pursue such dreams, you were there to support him.

messages left on read, missed calls, and an empty apartment. it was as if you never existed but that wasn't the case. you had became the unreachable which was what you feared gyeheon would become once he debuts.

now that he's a popular solo artist who is praised for his vocals and has his face plastered everywhere perhaps by dedicating all his songs to you, he could reach you one last time.

yeonho: some could say that he is a fool for buying flowers, that he is a fool for having a schedule just to visit you but he isn't having any of that. all their words just falls on deaf ears.

he knows that by now he should have moved on already. this was unhealthy for the both you. he should let you go now so that the both of you could continue on without any guilt or regrets. but knowing is different from doing.

yeonho can't bring himself to forget you, he loved you — no, he still loves you and thinks of you — which is why without fail, he always makes sure there are fresh flowers on your grave.

yongseung: he's a brilliant researcher recognized by the academy and it was an achievement by itself, after all the academy has standards hard to reach. he has his future ready and steady and yet he feels as if its all too underwhelming.

he tries to remind himself that this was what he wanted. you were a temporary distraction, a momentary muse. its his research that needs all of his attention. being a genius recognized by the academy and then the world is what he wanted. but he knows that this isn't the case.

yongseung thinks he's selfish for wanting you back in his life and so he buries himself in his research in hopes of forgetting you.

kangmin: everyone gets their heart broken — kangmin knows that and yet he went around with the belief that maybe he's lucky and things won't change. it was there that made everything even more painful.

when you told him that you love him, did you mean it? or was it a deliberate plan made to break his heart? why? why? WHY? he doesn't understand why you can end your relationship that easily.

seeing you with your new boyfriend makes kangmin think that maybe your love for him wasn't even there in the first place.

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[lovethoery]

can I have something really soft for vrvr dongheon? he just seems like the type who likes to be taken care of, despite his image lol

a/n: heonnie is absolutely so soft :( he loves to sit there and say he’s the oldest n the leader but the way he was acting during the last weekly idol episode begs to differ.

pairing: non-idol!dongheon + gn!reader

warnings: none? theres a shared bath and just domestic bliss

songs i listened to while writing: at last - etta james, toothpaste kisses - the maccabees, honey it’s alright - gregory alan isakov, all i’ve ever known - bahamas, straight from the heart - irma thomas

rain is beating down against the windows of your apartment and the heater has finally kicked in. the living room is a little chilly, socked feet tucked up underneath your butt as you sip a warm drink. the record player your boyfriend had bought you for your last birthday turns, at last by etta james playing softly throughout the space.

everything is calm and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel at least a little sleepy.

thunder rumbles across the sky and you blink slowly before the sound of the lock on the front door distracts you from the serene atmosphere. the door is pushed open with a loud schlick!, your boyfriend’s handsome face peeking in through the crack, then the rest of him. he soaked in rain water, and the serenity is shattered when you register just how hard the rain is actually coming down.

raindrops fall from the ends of his hair and the tip of his nose. his shirt is stuck to his skin, backpack falling to the floor with a plop.

“oh, heonnie,” you coo, standing from the couch. like a cliche straight out of a movie, the record ends and the two of you are left standing in silence. rain still pours outside and there are soft dripping noises against the hardwood.

your boyfriend stands in the hallway, frown on his face and eyes wide when they meet your own. dongheon is silent for a moment before he pouts harder and says, “it’s cold.”

a laugh bubbles up from your chest, and you’re immediately drawn to the man before you. your hands work at his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders where it falls to the floor wetly. water pools at dongheon’s feet, sneakers soaked, and you do your best to avoid soaking your socks.

“let’s get you out of these clothes and into the bath, hm?” your voice is so soft when you speak, dongheon can’t help but melt at the sweetness of your words. he follows you without question when you begin to traipse to your shared bathroom.

dongheon’s shoes squeak across the floor, stopping only once you’ve reached the threshold of your carpeted bedroom. he’s quick to slip the soaked sneakers off, making a mental note to leave them on the balcony to dry and air out. your lover continues after you, clothes dropping every few feet until he’s only left in halfway-dry boxers and the chain you’d gifted him for your last anniversary. goosebumps dot his arms and you can see the way he shivers in the cold air of the bathroom.

clicking your tongue, you step forward to brush his wet hair from his face, fingers trailing down his cheek before you’re rubbing your thumb over his bottom lip. dongheon’s cheeks flush the prettiest shade of pink you’ve ever seen and it makes you coo again, hands traveling over his shoulders, down his arms, and to his hands. holding them gently, you kiss across his knuckles.

“i’m gonna go off on a limb and say that this wasn’t even the worst part of your day, was it.” it’s more of a statement, than a question, and dongheon’s large stature shrinks under it, nodding gently. for the man in front of you to be so sheepish was a rare occasion. usually, he was taking care of you, catering to your every whim, waiting on you hand and foot. however, it was exam season and his job as a teacher’s assistant was biting him in the ass; he’e told you on several occasions that the students came to him with more complaints than questions, and the dance troupe he’d been coaching had seemed to call mutiny on his leadership.

“let me take care of you for a little while, okay?”

dongheon’s cheeks turn red now, warmth filling him from the top of his head to the tips of his cold, curling toes. he gives himself to you completely, allowing you to let go of his hands to start the bath.

it’s not often the two of you get a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss like this. and you’re determined to milk it for all it’s worth. dongheon isn’t fond of giving up his role as the nurturer, the lover, the carer. but, he thinks right now, watching you make sure the water’s the right temperature and picking out the sweet, lavender-rose bubble bath, he could stand to let you lead him a bit more often.

when the bubble’s reach the perfect height and the room smells of coziness, you turn to tug at the waistband of his boxers. dongheon’s chest flushes.

“you’d think after being together for this long you’d be less embarrassed about getting naked in front of me, heonnie.” there’s a smirk on your face, and dongheon whines, stepping forward to rest his forehead on your shoulder.

“don’t make fun of me!” he cries, nuzzling his chilly nose against your neck. you squirm, wiggling away from him with a loud giggle.

“not making fun of you, baby. just want you to hurry into the bath. let me take care of you for a while.”

he can’t even bring himself to argue, moving away to peel his boxers off, quick to sink into the warm water of the bathtub. a loud sigh leaves his lips as dongheon’s eyes flutter shut. his body settles against the wall of the tub, limbs stretching out as far as they can go in the small space. pretty teeth display themselves as your boyfriend smiles dazedly. “thank you, honey,” he grins.

your heart clenches in the confines of your rib cage, feeling nothing but love for your partner. “you’re very welcome. now, what can i get started for dinner?”

dongheon looks like he’s been zapped by your words, looking up at you in shock. “you mean you’re not gonna sit with me? in this wonderful bath you’ve made?”

now it’s your turns to flush, though you blame it on the warmth of the steam. “i just... i thought...”

“baby, why don’t you sit a spell with me? then, we can make dinner together... let me love on you for a moment...”

[babysubinnie]

lee dongheon as your boyfriend

- okay omg dongheon as your boyfriend would be the sweetest thing in the entire world 

- he would take you to the studio and you guys will be stuck there for a thousand years

- no matter what he would try to teach you how to dance

- imagine,, him sweating a whole bunch while teaching you how to dance

- oh my god i would die if i had a chance to learn how to dance with him

- he would defintely get mad if you didn’t get the moves down two seconds after he taught you but hey you’re hard working

- “y/n come on i taught you this five times!”

- you would just keep whining saying that clearly five times isn’t enough

- then he would say sorry if you were upset because he freaked out at you

- he’s the type of guy that would tell you that you’re so pretty and he would tell you that you’re amazing at dancing if you ever took offence to his words

- he was harder on you than he was on the boys tbh

- you didn’t know why he was so hard on you but he continued to tell you that you were working hard

- the boys were really jealous that dongheon took more time to practice with you 

- “babe you’re so cute when you’re under pressure” 

- backhugs !!!! 

- his weak spot for you is when you put your arms around his waist giggling and cuddling into his neck 

- do that and it’s game over for him

- he seems really tough but he actually isn’t he’s hella soft for you

- dates with him would be really cute because he’s a baby even if he doesn’t show it

- just hug him I swear he will love it

- you guys would go shopping and do couple things because ravn takes his girlfriend on cute ass dates and he wants to be THAT cute couple not be overshadowed by ravn

[pocket-scenarios]

#16 & #20 with VERIVERY Dongheon

(Admin: Mitzy)

16: There’s a younger girl who likes them, but they like you.

20: Back hugs.

You are done, it is too much, seeing him with her is too much. No matter how many times he tells you there is nothing between them, it does not feel like nothing. There is nothing between the two of you either; why does it feel like you caught your lover cheating?

“Y’N, wait.”

Dongheon grabs your wrist, but you quickly break out of his grip. He grabs onto your forearm this time, wrapping his other around your middle.

“Listen to me, please,” he pleads with you.

“Thirty seconds.”

“I only need fifteen,” he murmurs.

You brush your hair away from your face, turning around to face him, his arms dropping to his sides.

“I like you, a lot, Y’N,” he rushes, pausing to scan over your face, “go out with me?”

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[staytheb]

Double Date

Pairing: VRVR’s Dongheon x OC [Serin] Genre: slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 2,138 Summary: Serin's on a double date with her friend's brother, but ends up spending the rest of it with Dongheon instead.

Warning: semi-proofread

hello, hello! found some inspiration with an older piece of work that i never shared and wrote it with a different male idol instead. i realized that even if i can't share the full written work, that i could just share the bits that i can without it being too complicated or something like that. anyways, so i tweaked it to fit VERIVERY's Dongheon. also, if you live in the US, the boys are having a concert, so check it out if you're into them!! so yeah, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

"Serin, I need you to go on a double date with me."

Serin cast her friend, Yoonji, a weird look with a cocked brow.

"Why? Is this why you asked me to meet you?"

The two friends were at a cafe that Yoonji invited Serin to.

"Yes and you're the only one I can count on to do this favor for me."

Serin still had no clue why Yoonji was asking her to do this. Her friend continued talking.

"You've known Kangmin the longest out of the others and I know you have no plans tomorrow."

"How do you know I don't have something else to do or with someone else?"

"You're ignoring Dongheon, you caught up on all your school assignments already, and were just planning to binge watch Psychic Princess and some other anime show."

"Wow and I'm not ignoring Dongheon. I've been busy."

"Mmhmm. Right, sure you are."

"I am."

"Yeah, anyways, I really want to go on a date with Hoyoung without my little brother tailing us like in our previous dates."

Serin chuckled knowing how much Kangmin worried for Yoonji before responding.

"Yoonji, just tell Kangmin to stop spying on y'all and to let you enjoy your date with Hoyoung."

Serin then made a face.

"Besides, I don't wanna go on a date with Kangmin. He's like a little brother to me. Why not ask the others to do it?"

"They're all busy tomorrow with their own plans and like I said earlier, you're the only one that doesn't have anything to do tomorrow."

Yoonji pleaded with puppy eyes.

"Please, Serin. I'll buy you a month's worth of bubble tea and sweets!"

Serin wasn't budging.

"Two month's worth of bubble tea and sweets."

Yoonji stepped up a notch as her puppy eyes were matched with pouting lips.

"Oh, no, Yoonji, please. Not that face. Ugh, just stop making that face. It's not a good look for you. Please stop."

Serin pushed her friend's face away from her while reluctantly giving in.

"Fine. I'll do it since you're my friend and you're begging super hard for this."

"Thank you so much, Serin!"

Yoonji leaned over the table to pull Serin in for a big hug.

"You're a lifesaver!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Serin patted her friend before pulling away.

"I still expect two month's worth of sweets and bubble tea though."

"Of course!"

The one official couple and the second unofficial couple arrived at Everland for their double date in the late afternoon. Hoyoung decided to pay for all four of them, which Serin said he didn’t have to, but he insisted as a 'thank you' of sorts. Serin knew how much of a big 'thank you' it was. Anyways, Yoonji clung to Hoyoung’s arm and excitedly.

"So, Hoyoung, what do you want to do?"

Hoyoung cast his girlfriend a smile with a cheerful laugh.

"Anything that you want to do, Yoonji."

"I want to see the four seasons garden then!"

"Let's go."

Yoonji faced her friend and brother.

"Hoyoung and I are gonna ride the Festival Train in European Adventure. You guys have fun on your own date!"

Yoonji happily pulled Hoyoung in their direction. Serin waved them off before casting her gaze onto the younger male.

"Alright, Kangmin. What do you want to do to kill time?"

Kangmin stared after his sister and her boyfriend with a hard look.

"When it's a double date, aren't both couples supposed to hang out together doing the same things?"

Yoonji just shook her head at her friend’s words and asked Daehyun, “So, what do you want to do to kill time?”

“When it’s a double date, aren’t both couples supposed to hang out together and do the same things?”

Kangmin wondered out loud more to himself than towards Serin. He mischievously peered over at Serin.

"Let's go on the Festival Train ride, too, Serin."

Serin quickly grabbed a hold of Kangmin's arm before he could follow after his sister and her boyfriend.

"C'mon, Kangmin. Let Yoonji and Hoyoung enjoy their date without you bothering them."

She eyed him with a firm look.

"Besides, she can take care of herself and Hoyoung treats her really well. Just trust them to do their own couple things and just be an annoying little brother instead of a protective brother."

Serin led the two of them towards American Adventure to put distance between them and the couple.

"But what if he ends up breaking my sister's heart? She'll end up crying herself to sleep every night until she finds another guy to latch onto. I’m her brother and I need to protect her from that kind of heartbreak."

Kangmin tried to shake himself free of Serin’s hold on him, but she still held on. Serin rolled her eyes while keeping a firm grip on Kangmin's arms.

"I know you're only trying to protect her, but you can't always and need to let things be. Besides, I'm sure she would rather be dealing with a little brother that makes fun of her and teases her instead of bothering her on her dates."

Somehow Serin was able to lead the two of them onto the Rolling-X Train ride without Kangmin noticing until they were situated in place.

"Wait. What are we riding?"

Kangmin looked around his surroundings.

"The Rolling-X Train."

Soon the ride took off as they both felt the rush of air pass alongside them as they screamed excitedly having forgotten why they were there in the first place. Once the ride was over, Kangmin pulled Serin to join him on the other rides all within American Adventure. Serin knew that he had at least forgotten about his worries with his sister and was enjoying himself instead. Some time later the pair were resting at the Global Fair, a section for visitors to grab something to eat, take various pictures, and buy souvenirs. Serin had purchased two water bottles and handed one to Kangin which he chugged down within seconds. She gave him the second one as he pressed it against his face to cool himself down.

"Do you wanna eat something?" Serin asked with a concerned tone.

Kangmin shook his head as he continued to rest. Serin glanced around her and noticed that the sun had begun setting.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat something?"

Kangmin nodded again.

"Okay. Then do you want a different cold drink to help you?"

"That'll be great. Please?"

“All right. Just stay here and rest up.”

Kangmin nodded as Serin smiled while patting his back before making her way back to the food stall to buy a slushie for the male and herself. Once she returned to where Kangmin should've been resting, she found it empty, and shook her head about getting tricked by Kangmin.

"Tch. That boy. Well, sorry, Yoonji. I did my best."

Serin turned around and slightly bumped into another person. Just as she was in the midst of apologizing, she stopped.

"Sor-Dongheon?"

"Hi." Dongheon greeted her with a bright smile.

"Uh, hi. What are you doing here?"

"Enjoying a fun day at Everland. What about you?"

She didn't want to tell him she was on a double date with her friend's little brother. Then again, it wasn't like she and Dongheon were in any sort of relationship either. Right?

"The same, but it seems the person I was supposed to watch ran off. Anyways, here you go and bye."

Serin thrust the other drink into his hands before turning away and walking off in a random direction.

"Hey, wait. Serin."

Dongheon caught up to Serin and matched her pace. Serin briefly glanced at him, but remained silent and faced forward wondering where she wanted to go. She knew that she wouldn't be able to outrun Dongheon as she didn't feel like running about the place to shake him off her trail. So she left Global Fair with Dongheon still attached alongside her and wandered around Everland before deciding to go to Zootopia to explore the Safari World. Even though she grew curious about the male that continued to tag along, not saying anything to her. He kept on flashing her a bright smile every time she peered at him.

"Are you just gonna follow me around?"

"I'm not following you." He countered with another flash of a smile.

"We just happen to be heading in the same direction."

"Right."

Serin made her way to the safari bus, stepped onto it, \found an empty seat, and waited for the tour to start. Dongheon happened to take the seat right next to her and she eyed him.

"Really?"

"What? I just happened to wanna see the animals, too."

Dongheon feigned innocence although Serin could tell that his eyes stated otherwise.

"I just realized I need to use the toilet."

She immediately stood, moved past him, and hurried off the bus. Serin made a mad dash towards another attraction in hopes that Dongheon hadn't caught on that she basically ditched the bus ride. She arrived in the line of the Amazon Express, a raft ride, and was relieved to know that there weren't that many people wanting to ride the attraction. Serin happily got into one of the empty seats in the front, but her smile soon turned into a frown when she turned to see who the person was that took the other empty seat next to her.

"Can you stop following me? It's creepy."

Dongheon scoffed as he caught his breath.

"We know each other. How is that creepy?"

"Because you keep chasing me."

"I thought that's what you wanted, right?"

He cast her a mischievous smile as Serin avoided his gaze.

"Whatever."

Dongheon laughed at her reaction while gazing out the window at the dusky sky.

"I just think you've been avoiding me, Serin."

She scoffed and turned away.

"Not at all, Dongheon."

Soon the worker barred them all in,went over to his control board, and operated the buttons to begin the ride. A majority of the passengers got splashed and that included the pair. Serin knew she would get wet, but she didn't think she'd get that wet. Once the ride was over and the pair got off, Serin tried drying her hair and clothes. She really didn't want to get sick as she noticed that night would soon fall. Serin began walking to get the blood flowing just as her phone rang. She pulled out her mobile device from her tote bag and noticed it was Yoonji.

"Hi."

After talking with her friend, Serin learned that Yoonji, Hoyoung, and Kangmin had already left for home despite them supposed to meet up at the carousel in Magic Land. Her friend told her that Kangmin told her that Dongheon came up to him and told him that he would take Serin home and for Kangmin to rest up as he was feeling woozy. At least Serin knew that Kangmin didn't run off to bother his sister on his own accord, but because of Dongheon.

"I'm glad the date went well and have a good night. See you on Monday. Buh-bye."

Serin hung up, put her phone away, ran a hand through her slightly damped hair, and let out a yawn. She hadn't realized how drained she felt and assumed it was due to being out and about under the sun for a few hours. Taking a few steps forward, Serin stumbled due to her tiredness. Dongheon caught a hold of her and she temporarily forgot that he was still around.

"Uh, thanks."

"Are you okay?" He asked, worried.

"I'm just tired."

Before Serin could process what Dongheon was about to do, he quickly lifted her up bridal-style and carried her to an empty bench. He gently placed her down, but Serin was still in shock, unable to respond. Dongheon crouched down to observe her.

"Serin?"

"Hmm?"

She glanced at him, a bit dazed. Dongheon chuckled softly before turning around so that his back was facing her instead.

"Get on."

Serin obeyed as she leaned forward, placing her arms around his shoulders, and Dongheon did the rest while hooking his arms around her thigh for a piggy back ride. He slowly stood up right and re-adjusted Serin so that they were both comfortable.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Mmhmm." She hummed softly.

"Okay. Let's go home."

Dongheon began walking and Serin held herself securely on his back. She whispered a soft 'thank you' against his ear as Dongheon told her 'you're welcome' with a bright smile before speaking in a sure tone.

"Next time you want to go on a double date, make sure it's actually me and not someone else. I can take care of you better."

Serin scoffed, but a ghost of a smile graced her face before eventually agreeing. Dongheon's face became happy upon hearing her response.

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rest ur bones (fluff)

Classmate Confession (fluff)

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Healing Prince (fluff+angst; read warning before reading)

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it’s you (enemies to lovers! soulmate!college!au)

Gyehyeon

Bad boy!Gyehyeon au - pt.1 / pt.2

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the little things (highschool!fluff)

Yeonho

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permission to cuddle (friends to lovers!comfort fluff)

red for you (strangers to lovers! ft. verivery as an indie band)

Yongseung

you did well (fluff)

symbiotic (enemies to lovers!)

Kangmin

Amusement Park (fluff)