#haechan x oc

[f9smaragdine]

Sir, I'm on my knees rn!!

This genre of Haechan is on another level...

Is there soEjuuu in air????

[najaemism]

we never go out of style!

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

CATEGORY. short smau, fluff, crack, humor, celebrity!au, athlete!haechan, singer!reader, strangers to lovers-ish

WARNINGS. language, hyuck being downbad

SYNOPSIS. what happens when one of the famous professional volleyball players of the country publicly shoots his shot at a global popstar? well, she shows up to his game with his mother, of course! [or alternatively: the whole world watches as a popstar and an athlete fall in love.]

STATUS. on going!

NOTE. this is based on the recent… taylor news… hehe 🤭 i know very little about volleyball (everything i know i got from haikyuu tbh) so im sorry in advance 😭 this will just be short, probably around 3-5 parts only! ignore timestamps!

— playlist!

PARTS!

min’s circle | hyuck’s circle

01 : just give him a chance!

02 : meanwhile

03 : quietly hanging out

04 : used to this

05 : ???

TAGLIST. closed.

[twilghtkoo]

hi can i make a req for haechan? like he sees his significant other’s graduation picture, whether accidentally or oc sent/showed it to him is up to you (i took my grad photos last week, this is me asking to satisfy my guilty pleasure) thank you so much 🙏

pairings. haechan x reader

genre. just pure fluff :(

notes. hehehe i love this one sm, thank u for the req anon <3 this is also not proofread i literally wrote this so fast bc i wanted it out asap

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you had just received your cap and gown photos from your school, immediately looking through the gallery of the numerous shots you had taken. the photographer really didn't let you see the photos when you were there, but you're grateful you're at least able to pick out your favorite ones for the graduation.

it's a couple more months til you are finally able to close off on your education and spending most nights crying in front of your textbooks and finally start a new chapter with your degree. being internally grateful for haechan, who's been beside you on those tearful nights, becoming some sort of pillar in your life. you are sure if he wasn't with you, you'd be a college drop out.

you were satisfied with a few of them, saving them to your camera roll and sending the selective to your boyfriend.

haechan is with the dreamies, having some schedules overseas. your text being sent to him as he's eating a late dinner in renjun's hotel room. he digs his phone out of his pockets, a muffled scream coming out of his nose, his mouth full with the bite of food he took seconds ago. his legs are bouncing, excitingly as he struggles to unlock his phone.

"what is it?" renjun asks, quirking an eyebrow.

"yn texted me." he nods knowingly, going back to food.

haechan finally manages to open his phone, tapping on your messages.

bubs *4 attachments*

bubs it's almost over T^T

thankfully, haechan swallowed his food because he abruptly stands up from his chair, holding up the phone so close to his face with a sulky face.

"gosh, you scared me. . what?" renjun sighs, holding a hand to his chest as he glares at his friend.

haechan just cooes at his phone with a pained expression, his knees becoming weak at the images displayed on his phone. "my baby, oh, my heart." haechan let his legs give out, dropping to his knees as he holds his phone close to his chest.

renjun just eyes him for a minute before taking the phone from his hand. "what is it?" he questions.

his friend is next to coo, "aww, she looks so cute in her cap and gown." renjun compliments your photos.

"yeah, i knowwww. . ." haechan prolongs, still on the floor, renjun thinks he's crying at this point, able to make out sniffles.

haechan knows the distress and tears that your studies have caused you, he's been there through most of them. the amount of times you've questioned your self-worth and abilities to succeed. yet, he believed in you and pulled you out of those dark, self- deprecating thoughts.

haechan takes his phone back and stares at those photos of you a bit longer, he notices how your smile doesn't reach to your ears, like how he makes you smile. but it's still genuine and holds such an awarding and dazzling look that exceeds accomplishment.

my love im so fucking proud of u baby

my love you look so pretty im literally in tears

my love im framing these

renjun i think u broke haechan bestie

[neoswift]

LABYRINTH [22]

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

WARNINGS. language

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

TWENTY TWO. | prev / masterlist / next

NOTE. via going through it part 2 😭 it’s been a year na pala since i started this huhu sorry i’ll try to finish it this break talaga HAHAHAHA skip tayo sa bday ng lola ni via next part 🤭 merry christmas to those who celebrate!

TAGLIST. @archivedmkl @nctasdfghj @wooyoung-a @morkleetrash @kkotjia @i-aecrysture @injunified @smolpeyy @pepperrye @hibuki-chan @hannie-dul-set @chanfilms @yiz-yo @anya-writes-stuff @w0nderr @mihyu-ckie @remisaki @fullsunld @main-figuresk8-sunghoonie @dejavukirstein @seijenoh @renjun-pretty @skzbeyleynjasnct @yoitbb @najaeminluvbot @hazyru @lune1897 @heynayu @chimajeyn @rensaure @13isacoolnumber @liljeongseong @marahuyornjn @eureah @markleepooh @000rpheus @nanayogurt @luvenshiti @j-8star @flovezen @jaeyuuns @yoonhanzjaem @ssuungchans @shairamaexx @hibernatinghamster @roseltgiri @nanamioo @loljrau @neosdaisy @lk4izen @​hawkins-hs @bbh-kji

[onyourhyuck]

RED STRING THEORY. | L.HC | Part 1.

↳ summary: Kim Micha is an art coms film student, assigned to screen write a short film about love. One problem though. She has never dated anyone. With little knowledge about love itself, she goes to her childhood best friend Lee Donghyuck, for help. Lee Donghyuck is a theatre student and is a well known player around the campus. What happens when the boundary between friends and lovers becomes blurry?

↳ The warnings: SERIES. workplace strict fake relationship type dynamic going on. Fake dating. Micha is inexperienced about dating and love in general. University theme. Donghyuck is a bit of a player but he means well…ish. Mark and Ningning are friend mutuals. Crack. Fluff. Angst. Romance. Slight spicy smut when more parts are released. Strict parents mention. Grades mention. teacher!Baekhyun mention.

↳ PART 2 LINK.

↳ notes: HAPPY NEW YEAR. I start the year with a new series <3 Follow me and reblog this fic if you want to get updates for more parts!

↳ tags: @sundamariis @kkakkdugi @lostmembrane @sayitditto @loveazri @yesohhsehun @glamourizz @neobic

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Love.

What does love mean to you? How would you describe your ideal love? Love perhaps could mean so many different things to other people, many look at love and think of their family; their parents, siblings, grandparents and so on. Many think blood isn’t thicker than water than how many say it was, and value more of their friendships viewing them to be love. The traditional way of thinking about love would be romantically, but even so, romantically has many options to chose from. So many foreign options to the film maker, Micha, assigned to screen write a short film about romance for this subject term.

The young student has no knowledge about love and whatsoever ever, it leaves her feeling damp. Like the grass after it was heavy raining, with lifeless heavy body and left to be soaking in to the mournful sorrows of how she is going to fail this assignment. She sighs in to her palms, next to her sitting would be a young girl with red hair and a boy next to the girl with magnetic electric blue hair and a rockstar kinda vibe to him.

Mark raised his eyebrow as he twirls in his seat, wearing the very much rocker clothing style he has going on. He can’t help but wonder what’s with her? “What’s wrong with you?”

Ningning shrugs turning to Micha, who lifts her head only to look down and bang it on the surface of the table she’s sitting in front of.

“Mr Byun happened.” She squeals, anticipating the large F- on her report. That way she will definitely have to repeat this grade next year. She doesn’t want to do that though, she came a long way to where she is now.

The boy lets out a soft ‘ohhh’ before shifting to the depressed and detained girl sighing as if it’s the world ending. He pats her back comfortingly, but it did anything but comfort to her future grade failures. Then, an opportunity risen, or so Micha caught on when the rushing boy coming into the cafeteria with a beaming smile and an upbeat musician vibe to him. The way his brunette curls flock in the air as he sits down in front of the three friends, he flashed a wink to Mark and Ningning before turning his full attention to the girl lifting her face up with a deadpan expression.

Donghyuck let’s out a whistle. “Sup crew was’ good.” He says with a flashy smile before Mark and Ningning shrug, motioning their hands to my way. The confused theatre boy looks about, clearly baffled until he met his best friend’s fed up expression that screams ‘Help me I wanna die’, Look. He knows that look all to well, something must’ve happened in her class with Mr Byun Baekhyun.

“What’s got your knickers dry, best friend?” Donghyuck jokingly throws.

Micha raised her eyebrows at her best friend. “Do you have anything better to do than make inappropriate comments about my panties?” He grins. “Nope when you look like you want to absolutely bury yourself six feet under in a coffin whilst you’re alive.”

I mean, he wasn’t wrong at all. If anything he was more than accurate. It amazes Micha how well he can take out words from her mouth that she couldn’t dare to speak out loud. Ningning and Mark soon left the area heading to grab something to eat, Micha did not go as she felt her appetite dimmer by the amounts of stress she is going through. Then an idea struck her when Donghyuck scrolls through his phone. A girl was eyeing him up and down from afar with a loose smirk plastering on her face, she was watching the boy as if he were her dinner. Micha leans closer whispering to her friend. “Yah, she’s watching you like she’s going to inhale you.” Donghyucks turns to the right way eyeing the girl back, he turns to Micha whispering. “I know. That’s my fling from last night.”

“You’re…experienced in dating right?” Micha comes forward leaning causing him abruptly lean back. The girl was standing up now leaning all over the cafeteria table, coming closer and closer to end the gap between her friend. He looks at her, blinking a few times by the sudden change of demure from Micha; she was now assertive and determined. But determined for what?? Donghyucks let’s out a ‘Huh?’ Before Micha continues to speak above him.

Micha huffs out. “I- I mean, you have your experience with women right? In love? Don’t you?”

“Yes, why? What’s going on with you.” Donghyuck blurts out, he can’t help but wonder if Mr Baekhyun has already gotten to Micha and made her crazy, after so many years of suffering in the Art Comms Filming department major.

“Help me out here will you? I need to screenwrite a short length film about love.” Micha whines coming next to Donghyuck now invading his space by holding his arm and wrapping it around. She was pressing on him so intensely he felt his cheeks turn a little different colour from the bronze tan. He looks around, people were watching them. Giving them judgement stares, as well as whispering and chattering about how close they were suddenly. It was no surprise that Donghyuck played tactics and non committing relationship issues plays a big part here to it. People always wondered if she’s dating him, or if he was dating her, and when you both claim no; people couldn’t believe it. As if Heterosexual friendships weren’t a normal thing to see.

He eventually gives in to her whining, he sighs out nodding a few times. “Okay okay, I’ll help out but I am in charge okay? You’re going to follow the three conditions I have for you.”

Micha let’s go off the arm wrapped and nods, she listens in carefully awaiting Donghyuck to announce. The boy leans closer whispering to your ears. “Everything we will do will be for your project, there won’t be any likeliness to it or enjoyment to it.”

“Okay…” Micha trails.

He cuts off. “- And it will be a very physical deal, Micha, have you ever gone on dates or I dunno… went to the movies with a guy you liked?”

The silence from the girl was a loud enough answer, at some point Donghyucks swore he could’ve heard crickets to the awkward silence. The girl looks down slightly embarrassed and shy. Movies? It wasn’t that simple for Micha, she was shy and not only shy she has strict parents. High school and dating? Not a good combination there. The Strict parents have always told her to finish education first and then date. Or at least leave the house and then do whatever you want, because they couldn’t care less to stop her when she was outta the house. Micha moved out but, University happened and dating whilst you’re a UNI student? God forbid. No one would survive it, that is also why Donghyuck is such a player. No one is looking for a relationship with him because he’s a goddamn theatre student. They’re busy 24/7 all year round with no breaks in between.

Hence why most girls and guys end with situationship and therefore that wasn’t the ideal situation for someone who has never dated ever, in their life. So Micha wasn’t very in tune with her life and dating life together. It weren’t aligning.

Donghyuck couldn’t help but chuckle a little, at her innocence rather. “Seriously no dates?” He asks again. Micha looks up glaring, she slaps his arm on the side. “Dude stop rubbing it in!”

“I can’t help it when you’re literally if Virgin Mary was alive to this day.” The boy exclaims in whispers hushing her voice down.

Micha look away rolling eyes at the littlest jokes he does to make fun of your situation, though she knows he means it well. Donghyuck softly smirks looking her up and down suddenly. “The third condition we have pet names. Couples have pet names for each other, has anyone have you one?”

“I haven’t touched a man yet along a women, so what do you think?” Micha blurts out in disbelief.

“I’ll take that as a no.” He leans closer grabbing a hold of her hand. “Well then do you agree, Micha, to this workplace fake relationship?”

The girl glances eye to eye with Donghyuck before nodding with a firm grasp hold she shakes his hand. “I don’t have much choice. You’re my only hope, Donghyuck.”

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[fullsunrise]

Delicate - Moodboard

This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me

[illumins]

𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄

✸ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

✦𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: vampire, supernatural, romance, fanfic. 𝟏𝟖+

✦𝐩𝐨𝐯: first person, Sora(M.C)

✦𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: haechan×oc

✦𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬&𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: death; change of power; facing darkness; family; desire to escape; disillusionment and dreams; faith versus doubt; fate and free will; moraly grey characters; illusion of power; greed as downfall; identity crisis; supernatural; inner versus outer strength; love and sacrifice; manipulation; devotion.

✦𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: writing.

✦𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: blood; murder; violence; hierarchy; manipulation; death; abuse.

𔘓⁩ ᵗⁱᵖʲᵃʳ

⟢𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Sora, tasked to take care of her ill grandmother, finds out her family line is more than what she'd imagine. One night, bringing down her entire world as she learns to manage the new one she's stepped into. And nothing is quite easy when the entire Nightworld is after her—blood for blood, cunning for cunning. Yet, with little faith and full desperation, Sora trades her safety to a group of Vampires, one she'd yet to determine friends or foes.

≡note: hello, I appreciate your interest in my story, especially in Haechanie! This story draws inspiration from the classic and beloved supernatural theme, particularly vampires. As a writer, I aim to create this story with a sense of ease and enjoyment, a departure from my more serious non-fanfic work. Despite the comforting nature of this project, I'm excited to take on the challenge of giving this well-worn trope a unique twist, if possible. I'll also be experimenting with scenes and ideas from my non-fanfic books here to see how they fit. Lastly, it's worth noting that while I initially inserted myself into this piece of work, I've changed the character's name to Sora (MC). Rest assured, Sora won't be a Mary Sue character; I value a strong plot over wish-fulfillment.

divider: @/cafekitsune

✦ 𝐂 𝐇 𝐀 𝐏 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 ✦

𝐩𝐫𝐥𝐠

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐭𝐰𝐨

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐬𝐢𝐱

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

[chenfleur]

ΒLUΣ MΩΩΠ ☾

5.5 ☾ — do it again

volleyball player!haechan x dancer!oc

summary. - in honour of the blue moon this year, the student parliament decided to hold a blue moon gala for the school. along with that, they created an activity. you pay $1.50 for either a lock or key. each lock and key have a pair with the opposite pendant (you would know if they were your partner if the key can unlock the lock). the person you pair with is your partner for the gala. mina thinks it’s fucking stupid. donghyuck, well—he’s always looking for some excitement in his life—but deep down he just wants someone who doesn’t like him for just his reputation.

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a/n. - i hate school. like i HATE school i fucking HATE IT

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔. | 𝒏𝑒𝒙𝒕.

𝑏𝒍𝒖𝑒 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒎.𝒍𝑖𝒔𝒕

Control. You’ve done this a million times and more, you can do it. 

Breathe. Timing. Aim-

SWISH.

Into the net. 

Again.

An angry sigh rips through the air immediately, making the tense air even thicker than before. 

The typically prideful, confident boy’s knees buckle. He doesn’t dare look up and meet the pair of furious eyes he knew were staring straight at him.

“Donghyuck.”

The boy still doesn’t look up, instead bending over with his hands on his knees and gaze on the ground. He’s panting a little, frustration building up to a tipping point.

“That is the fourth time, Donghyuck.” 

Mark’s voice is uncharacteristically sharp, devoid of any sympathy. It bounces off the walls of the expansive gymnasium, ringing in Donghyuck’s ears. “Are you planning on losing us four points to faulty serves at qualifiers or what?”

Any words are blocked from leaving his throat; all he can do is meekly shake his head. 

“I’ve seen you serve probably thousands of times. You’re incredible, Hyuck, and yet you’re going to stop when it actually matters?” 

“No,” Donghyuck manages to grit through his teeth. 

The whirring sounds of the large fans on the ceiling aren’t enough to conceal Mark’s loud sigh. “Do it again. Properly, please.”

The blue and yellow ball is placed into Donghyuck’s view again by Jisung’s slightly shaky hands. Donghyuck takes the ball from the younger boy, giving him a slow, lazy nod when he hears him whisper a small word of encouragement. Returning to his position at the back of the court, the boy lines up once again.

He aggressively dribbles the ball against the ground, letting the object roll around in his fingers before holding it firmly in his grip. His eyes are trained on the top of the net. He’s not even worried about aiming at this point; all he wants to do is get it over the net. It’s a goal that makes him want to die when thinking about how far he’s regressed at the moment, but he can't deal with the utter humiliation of having it go into the net again.

Control. Breathe. Timing. Aim-

The doomed swishing noise is like deja vu, and Lee Donghyuck crumples to his knees.

The silence is deafening. Mark hadn’t even bothered to give him a disappointed sigh this time—all Donghyuck can do is drag his hands down his face in defeat.

Why couldn’t he just get it right? He can serve in his sleep and everyone knows that—so why did he suddenly want the ground to open up underneath him and swallow him whole?

A hand suddenly enters his field of vision, encircling his forearm and tugging him up. Donghyuck lets himself get pulled up like a limp doll, not resisting in the slightest.

“Come on. You need to refresh your mind.”

Renjun's quiet murmurs reach Donghyuck's ears, the latter wordlessly complying as he's tugged across the floor and toward the changeroom.

As soon as they pass through the threshold of the changeroom, Renjun shoves Donghyuck onto one of the benches. The brown-haired boy winces lightly before letting his eyes shut, not wanting to stare at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling.

Renjun doesn't wait for Donghyuck to relax, questioning him immediately. "Dude, what the fuck was that? Five times?"

"You didn't have to bring me all the way into the change room to yell at me, you know."

"No, Haechan, you're making everyone fucking nervous- what's going on? Tell me what's wrong."

"There's nothing wron-"

"Cut the shit, Hyuck," Renjun says with exasperation, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Is this because of Mina?"

Donghyuck's jaw clenches. His gaze flits up to look at his friend.

"Why would this be about her?"

A moment of silence passes by as the two boys do nothing but stare at each other with squinted eyes and furrowed brows. A small pit of emotion swirls at the bottom of Donghyuck's stomach at the mention of the girl's name, and Renjun can't help but let out a sigh.

"She told me about your fight."

Donghyuck's eyes narrow. "It wasn't a fight."

"Who cares what it was? You're upset about it."

"Why are you assuming that I'm upset?"

The boy opposite him shakes his head with frustration and impatience. "Hyuck, stop lying! I know you don't want it to be, but it's written all over your face that you're upset. Can't you just admit it?"

"If you want me to admit that I'm hurt, then sure. I'm hurt."

Renjun's demeanor softens, a slow puff of air leaving his lips. "Tell me more. It's clearly bothering you past the point that it can be left alone."

Throwing his arms in the air, Donghyuck casts a glance to the side. "I don't- I don't fucking know, okay. I know it's all sappy and shit to say this but I care about my friends. I really do care and holy fuck does it kind of sting when one of them straight up tells me she doesn't want to be seen with me? Because it'll cause her trouble? Like I don't know if I should just accept that and keep going. It really doesn't seem like something that should hurt, so why does it?"

The boy can't help but let out a humourless laugh at how utterly stupid he feels. All she did was tell him that she didn't want to be seen with him in school—they could still hang out, it shouldn't make any difference where the two of them were.

Or maybe it's the feeling that they could never be close, or at least close in a way that held value to it. Donghyuck's never had to wait that long or try that hard to simply be friends with someone, and maybe it wasn't just him not making the best first impression or her having a hard time trusting people.

Maybe she just doesn't care as much. Maybe he mattered less to her than he... than he thought he did, and if they were in a room full of people, she wouldn't choose him.

Donghyuck blinks slowly.

[doyozen]

ROOM 37. haechan

part 3. 4.3k words.

playlist here

in which she falls for the guitarist next door.

ft. jeno, renjun, jaemin, yangyang, xiaojun, kun, soobin, winter, yeji

genre enemies to lovers, band au

warning contains drinking, smoking, mature content, haechan is an asshole at first

❝that attitude of yours is awful,

lee haechan. i don't care how

hot you are.❞

❝you think i'm hot? how sweet.❞

though it was impossible to stay as far away from haechan as she could, considering they were neighbors, youngmi made a mental note to avoid him at all costs. it didn't take long to make that decision when she remembered how he acted towards her whenever they came face to face.

"they're being dramatic, youngmi," eric jumped in, "they're not the best but they're definitely not as bad as these two are trying to make them seem."

not too long after winter and yeji ranted about the friend group, haechan was spotted with the other three laughing and talking, a sight youngmi thought she'd never see since all three times he's looked at her it was a blank face with seemingly no thoughts behind it.

it almost upset her, the thought that he only looked at her with genuine vacancy.

she hadn't realized she'd been staring when he turned his head directly towards her and the smile on his face faded. in the same moment, 'why'd you only call me when you're high?' by arctic monkeys began playing, a song youngmi really enjoyed but couldn't seem to now because she was feeling her face heating up from embarrassment.

before she could fully process what had happened, soobin came up behind her and held a cup to her, startling her. "sorry, here."

"thank you!" she thanked, taking a huge swish of whatever dark liquid was in her cup. with instant regret, she held back a gag and felt her eyes water, wishing she'd taken a smaller sip and didn't try to look confident in front of soobin. luckily, he didn't seem to notice.

youngmi could clearly hear many people singing the lyrics to the song playing. with as many people as there were cramped together in the place, most of them looking to be hype-beasts and like they listened to lil pump, she hadn't expected it but definitely wasn't complaining.

"do you like arctic monkeys?" soobin asked as if he'd read her mind.

youngmi nodded, "absolutely. i feel very safe here."

soobin chuckled and remembered they're one of the bands he noticed in the stack of records she'd given him. the thought made him smile, that she wanted to introduce him to her type of music. moments later, sunny and yangyang finally came trailing up to the group right when youngmi had started to think they were never going to.

"oh, funny seeing you here," she joked to her best friend.

"sorry, i talk too much and he just listens. i couldn't help myself," sunny laughed, "these are my friends by the way. soobin, eric, yeji, and winter. people, this is yangyang."

a small chatter of 'hey' was heard amongst the group, yangyang shyly lifting his hand to wave. sunny brought it upon herself to grab erics cup out of his hand and sip on it. "is the bitch here?"

about to ask who exactly who 'the bitch' is, soobin spoke up. "yeah, over there." his finger pointing in the direction of haechan, it didn't take long for youngmi to realize 'the bitch' in question is just her brother.

"ah, he's always around those assholes. i guess it takes one to know one. youngmi, stay away from them, i beg you."

"we gave her that talk already, don't worry." yeji nodded, flipping dark her hair over her shoulder as sunny sent her a thumbs up.

"i don't know about y'all, but it's very boring standing here, so if you'll excuse me," the girl grabbed a hold of both yejis and winters hands, pulling them up from their positions leaning against the table, "we're gonna go dance."

she sent a quick wink to youngmi and then they were gone. eric apparently wasn't much of a dancer, so he insisted on staying put and monitoring his house as it was where the party took place. he and yangyang found themselves in a conversation, so now it was just soobin and youngmi.

it was too obvious sunny knew to get them alone.

awkward silence filled the air even over the loud music, neither of them really knowing what to say for a moment. once the alcohol slowly, but surely began to enter youngmis system, her nerves finally calmed and now had the urge to dance. "do you dance?"

"hm? oh, um, i don't usually. but i can, if you want to." she could tell he desperately wanted to say no, as he knew where the conversation was going. she didn't want to make him uncomfortable but confidence finally grew within her and didn't want to miss an opportunity.

"i kinda do. with you, if you're comfortable." she suggested, her tipsy eyes looking up at his, making it impossible for him to say no.

"for sure!" he hesitantly agreed, their hands found each others and now they were leaving the table they hung out at to where sweaty and drunken bodies were moving to the music.

the previous song was over at this point, and 'she's my collar' by gorillaz began playing which made youngmi want to dance even more as she turned to face soobin. goofy smiles were plastered on their faces as they made small movements together, occasional giggles at each other when they realized how bad they both are at dancing. but neither of them cared too much. they just wanted more than to stand there awkwardly next to each other.

the three girls quickly noticed the pair, them going shy when they started to cheer them on loudly with yells and whistles. youngmi cheeks going red, turning and hiding her face with her hair.

"they're enjoying this more than we are!" soobin shouted over the music, weakly moving his tall body around to the music as the girl found herself laughing at his attempt.

this went on for hours. sunny ended up getting black out drunk to the point where nothing she said made sense, yangyang getting distracted by random girls flirting with him he hadn't even ended up drinking himself like he planned to. because of this, he had to be the one to drive youngmi home since she'd completely forgotten she took her own car and ended up drinking.

luckily this time she stopped herself just before her limit and wasn't wobbling around everywhere like a toddler. by the end of the night, her feet were killing her and she simply just wanted to go home.

"you're not driving, right?" soobin asked her as they stood outside together, people passing them and going home themselves.

"nope. that one is." youngmi replied, referring to yangyang who was leaned against the head of her car, scrolling through his phone as he waited for her.

"good, i had fun."

"me too-"

"alright! give me my friend back," youngmi was cut off by the sound of sunnys voice as her arms wrapped tightly around the girls body. "don't drink and drive. i love you."

youngmi chuckled, "i won't. i love you too. bye guys." the older unleashed herself from youngmi and gave her one last goodbye, sending a smile to soobin before walking to her car.

yangyang sighed of relief as she opened the passengers side, him getting in the drivers side and the two buckled themselves in before he started the car. growing more and more tired by the minute, youngmi found herself drifting off during the drive and before she even knew it, they were in front of her house.

she looked at yangyang, "are you good with walking home? or do you wanna spend the night?"

"i was hoping you'd ask that, i really don't wanna walk." the girl chuckled at the way she'd practically read his mind, the two immediately jumped out of her car. seeing as she was his ride to the party and she left him to be the one to drive back, it was only fair to offer him staying for the night.

a huge sigh left youngmis lips as she entered the comfort of her home, throwing her shoes aside and running to her room to strip of the clothes she wore and change into something more comfortable. she then lazily wiped off her makeup and tied her hair up before walking back out.

she was about to call out for yangyang to sleep in her bed while she slept on the couch, but as she entered the living room, the boy was fast asleep with half of his body off the couch and parted lips and light snores coming out. she couldn't fight laughter as she covered her mouth to avoid being too loud, grabbing the blanket folded neatly on the side and placed it over him.

with one last big yawn, youngmi went back to her room and flopped onto her bed. it was nearing one in the morning and she was easily exhausted, falling into deep sleep the second her head hit her pillow.

a cloud. purple and blue scenery surrounding her with pretty flowers lying neatly against her body. a smile appeared on her face as she sunk even further into the cloud and admired setting of her sweet dream and molded the fluffiness of the cloud in between her fingers.

this is such a good dream. she was so deep in her sleep and would truly lose her mind if something were to wake her up right now. after a long day into the late night, she deserved this. she definitely deserved this. it would truly be such a shame if anything were to waken her.

her vision suddenly went black and she was back in her slumber before a noise shot her straight up into the air, eyes still closed as the sound of a guitar soon came into her ears. her puffy eyes fluttered open as they adjusted to the dim lamp next to her bed and began to regain her consciousness.

"what the fuck?" youngmi mumbled to herself, looking at her phone to see the time reading 4 am. the sound of the guitar didn't stop, she knew exactly where it came from, and she slowly began to grow angry at it.

i can't fucking take this anymore.

she'd been very patient, and nice, and respectful. never once complaining about the obnoxious guitar playing and music blasting right next door. it's only been a week, she'd thought she could be used to it by now, realizing after day 3 he was never going to stop, but she hasn't adjusted to it and he hasn't stopped either. it just made her more and more annoyed.

maybe she was feeling a little stupid thinking he'd stop eventually, the entire floor was used to it at this point.

the girl jumped out of bed, throwing on her slippers and stomping out her room with closed fists, seeing her best friend still sound asleep on the couch, she got a little jealous. "how the fuck are you sleeping through that?"

disregarding the thought, she flung open the door of her apartment and went straight into the hallway, feet landing right in front of room 37. lee haechan. nothing was stopping her now, she wasn't thinking at all when she raised her fist and banged as hard as she possibly could on his door for a good ten seconds until the sound stopped.

faint footsteps were heard, getting closer until they stopped and the door was swung open. a confused haechan stood on the other side, getting ready to ask what exactly the girl was doing there but she beat him to it.

"for the love of god, i'm begging you to keep it fucking down. i have a pounding headache and i came home exhausted, i am so sick of hearing your shit every. single. night. you're probably the biggest arrogant asshole i've ever met, do you think people wanna hear your average guitar playing? because they don't, show some fucking respect."

was it really about the noise by the end of her rant? honestly, not really. she was tired and hungry and still a little tipsy along with the pounding in her head. she overall just had enough.

he looked completely blank, and youngmi didn't know how to take it. there was no way of telling what he was feeling as he stared at her all the way until she was done speaking. she expected him to say something, anything, but nothing came out.

he just shut the door in her face.

...let me repeat that, he just shut the door in her face.

defeated and even more angry than before, youngmi huffed as loudly as she possibly could and stomped right back into her apartment before she allowed herself to do or say anything even worse.

fuck you, lee haechan.

"why did na jaemin, who i never speak to unless absolutely necessary, ask me if you were single?"

youngmi almost dropped the phone in her hand as she rummaged through her clothes, the sentence being the very first thing sunny said when the other picked up the phone. "no way he said that... did he?"

"yeah, he most definitely did. i genuinely didn't think he or any of them noticed us at the party but... should i tell him yes?"

"well, it's not just because of the party. i ran into all of them at my job yesterday and i don't know, we talked for a bit. they somehow convinced me to see them play this weekend." the girl huffed.

"dude, na jaemin has the hots for you. he's not one for relationships though so please be careful if you decide to mess around with him. also! i hardly ever attend my brothers gigs but let's go together, yeah? witness the mess together."

"yeah, of course. i'm not really interested in jaemin, though. still trying to get to know soobin."

"how's that going?"

"it's good, he's really sweet but we haven't really had a chance to hang out. i'm thinking i should invited him with us this weekend."

"do it babe, i'll bring eric so i'm not completely third-wheeling," sunny replied, "are you busy by the way? if not, let's chill right now."

"i can't, i'm meeting up with an old friend."

the older cooed, "aw, okay, have fun!"

youngmi said a quick goodbye before setting her phone down to change. something about the fact that the attractive boy she met the day before asking about her to her friend made her quite flustered. she was super shy as is, and never usually had guys be curious about her, so not only was she investing into soobin, she had this keyboard player wanting something to do with her.

however, she kept sunny's, winters, and yejis words imprinted in the back of her mind. she already knew haechan wasn't the nicest person, however the others didn't seem as bad as she expected them to be, but it was hard to tell when she hasn't known them for long. the last thing she wanted was a guy solely wanting just to sleep with her.

soobin seemed like the complete opposite of that kind of guy, and she may have been making a mistake being so loyal so early into whatever they were, but she couldn't find it in her not to be.

the girl through on something after stripping from her sleepwear, already having decent hair and makeup before heading out the door.

excitement filled her body as she was on her way to hang out with one of her best friends whom she hadn't seen in years. there's no exaggeration when saying she truly didn't and never had a lot of friends. she had a solid friend group through out middle school, and some of high school, but quickly grew out of them as they all turned out to be people she really hated being around.

youngmi took yangyang under her wing when they were just 13 and then xiaojun took them both under his a few years later, then it was that way ever since.

the restaurant they were meeting at came into sight quicker than expected. the pair wanted to see him straight after their shift the day before, but both agreed that they were too tired to do so and they'd just do it the day after.

the two boys already being seated, a big smile fell onto youngmis face as she spotted them. xiaojun didn't waste a second standing up to give her a comforting, tight hug.

"getting started without me, as usual," she joked when she noticed there were appetizers on the table.

xiaojun laughed as the two sat down. "you know yangyangs impatient."

it was true, yangyang had this thing where he had to have some sort of snack before every meal. the two teased him for such a habit from the very beginning, and he learned to just take it. every restaurant they went to together consisted of the boy getting too full on appetizers to finish his main dish.

"he was just telling me what's been new since i've been gone. you got your own place?" the eldest questioned.

youngmi nodded, "yep! just a small, cheap apartment. nothing crazy, but it works."

"nice, nice. and you've been seeing some guy...?"

about to ask how in the world he could've possibly known about her love life, youngmis eyes slowly shifted over to yangyang who sat right next to her. he innocently sipped his soda while his eyes avoided her. "we were catching up, and it slipped. my bad!"

the girl sighed and looked back to xiaojun. "i guess i'm... seeing him. honestly, we still hardly know each other i just thought he was really cute and wanted to get to know him."

"really? what's his name?" youngmi couldn't tell whether he was genuinely curious or being a tad bit protective as he usually was. she was never interested in boys for most her life so whenever she even briefly mentioned one, they immediately had questions.

"soobin. you'd like him."

xiaojun hummed, "would i?"

"yes, you would."

a playful smile spread over xiaojuns lips as he lifted his glass to take a swig from it before youngmi spoke up again. "you guys wanna go to a bar to see a band play this weekend?"

"what band?"

"um, this guy in my apartment building is in some band and they said i should go see them play. so naturally, i'm inviting you."

yangyang frowned with confusion before turning his head to her. "are you talking about haechan? don't you hate-"

"we should go, because we like bars and music. strictly."

"you mean.. the boys of south korea?"

"...that's their band name?"

on the other end of the phone, soobin let out a light chuckle at her reaction. "yeah. when they started playing it sparked a some controversy, but the refuse to change it."

"okay... yeah, them. i didn't even know they were in a band to begin with, but i don't know, they seem decent."

the boy nodded, forgetting he couldn't be seen. when he didn't answer, youngmi spoke again. "but you know them way better than me, so i should trust your word more, huh? we don't have to-"

"no! no, i'd love to. i mean their music isn't really my thing but it doesn't matter if i'm with you. i really appreciate the invite."

youngmi smiled at the response before shaking her head to herself. "okay, i'll see you tonight."

she hated to admit it, but she was actually expecting a good show from the group. she knows what she said to haechan, that his guitar playing was merely mediocre, but she didn't think so at all. as much as she hated hearing it every single night for hours, he was admittedly good at it.

she was mostly surprised that she'd never even heard of them, as sunny explained that they played at bars all the time and youngi and yangyang spent too much time at bars strictly for the food and occasional drinks. black cat bar was already quite popular, so when the six of them arrived, the place was already packed.

as they sat down, youngmi watched from her seat as the four at the small stage in the front set up their equipment. haechans black hair and piercings shimmered under the stage light with veins prominent from his hands as he adjusting the tuning pegs on his guitar.

"i used to be so jealous of him when we were younger," sunny leaned in and said to youngmi, snapping her out of her thoughts, "i wanted to play guitar too but he would always tell me to get my own thing, so i changed my mind."

"you'd be a hot guitar player," youngmi replied, sunny grinning and playfully shoving her shoulder.

"hi everyone," the groups head turned to the front, where renjun was speaking through a microphone, "i'm renjun and we are the boys of south korea. we hope you enjoy our performance, and have a good time. thanks for coming."

then their first song began playing and the six of them ordered their meals and got their drinks, enjoying the song playing in the background. "they're not bad." xiaojun commented, the others silently agreeing.

"as much as haechan annoys me, i have to admit his little band is pretty good. mostly because i just like this genre of music." sunny nodded, sipping on her vodka soda.

"what kind of music do you like, soobin?" xiaojun asked the boy.

it was pretty clear he was asking questions to get as much information on soobin as possible, as he usually did with the very few guys youngmi brought around. soobin lifted his eyes, taken aback from the sudden question.

"hm? oh, um, i'm not too big on punk rock, if that's what it's called. i'm more into like, pop and indie."

xiaojun nodded and silence filled the air before everyone broke out into laughter at the awkwardness. soobin, very confused on what was funny about what he said, furrowed his eyebrows. "what? what's so funny?"

sunny huffed a breath after her giggles, reaching over to pinch his cheeks. "you're too cute."

"holy shit, sunny, you're brother is actually sick on guitar." yangyang complimented, the attention was off of soobin as everyone turned their heads to the stage, where the part of the song was a solid 30 seconds of just lead guitar.

his dark wavy hair flopped just above his eyes, his bottom lip sucked in between his teeth in concentration and his body glistening with sweat. he was easily so attractive in that moment, you could hear some girls whistling which only further boosted his ego into a smirk. everyone was looking at him. whether it was the guitar or the guitarist himself, every single pair of eyes in that bar were just on him.

for the first time ever, sunny was actually cheering him on and when haechan looked up to see her, a genuine smile formed over his lips. their relationship was never great but they were siblings at the end of the day, the least they could do was support each other.

sunnys shouts turned into the entire bar cheering and clapping, even his own bandmates until his solo was over.

"god, he's so-" stopping herself immediately, youngmi shut her mouth quickly before a compliment was about to slip out of her mouth. one that wasn't necessarily about his guitar skills. "he's alright."

the girl had almost forgotten that there were even other people in the room, feeling a nudge from her left from soobin. "i've been listening to the records, by the way."

youngmi smiled. "really? how do you like them?"

"they're different, in a good way. in the best way, honestly. i know i said i wasn't big on rock and stuff like that, but i can definitely see why you enjoy it." he explained. she both admired and appreciated his honesty, noting that it was very new to him.

the six ate and laughed for most of the night all the way until 'the boys of south korea' stopped playing. that was when it was nearing eleven pm, where the bar was closing early for once and everyone had no choice but to go home.

this was truly the most youngmi ever left her house, let alone with the friends she never had just a month ago. she was slowly but surely coming out of her shell.

as the pack picked up their things and left the bar, they were met outside with the band themselves as the friends playfully cheered them on. jaemin was clearly enjoying it too much, while haechan wandered off a bit and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out from his pocket.

"you came!" the hyper boy exclaimed to youngmi, about to sling his arm over her shoulder when he was stopped by sunny. "hey, leave room for jesus. i don't want you corrupting my girl."

jaemin scoffed before following it up with a chuckle. "didn't you know? i'm pure, never even hugged a girl." he teased.

sunny fake laughed and made mocking noises towards him before reverting her eyes to jeno and renjun, who stood just next jaemin. "anyways, thank you guys for coming. how were we?"

"amazing, holy shit," yangyang breathed, "for a local band i was really impressed."

"you guys were great." youngmi chimed in after gaining the courage to speak up amongst the group. they thanked her and yangyang, smiles on their faces while jaemins eyes scanned youngmis body like she was the first girl he'd ever seen.

she was clueless of this, but soobin watched intently as a frown subconsciously fell over his face, youngmi almost jumping in surprise when his hand found hers and pulled her even closer to him. it was unexpected, but she surely wasn't complaining.

part 1

part 2

@matchahyuck

[kpopandbookschild]

Fanfic idea #8

ok so its been a while.

and yes, i have another fic in the works

but hear me out

hunger games au

with nct dream

so, rough story line, takes place either when the original hunger games do (74-75) or during the 99th and 100th games. y/n won the hunger games years before, as a twelve year old, she's strong and mildly scary... and i feel like "The Nightmare of the Hunger Games" has a nice ring to it, but lemme know what you think.

anyways, she's the distirct twelve mentor and the dreamies are tributes (i'll put districts at the bottom)

the 74th/99th games go by and the boys pull a katniss-peeta situation and wind up winning together.

and then along comes the 100th/75th games. now this is why i was thinking 100th games, because of course it's going to be the victors playing in the games, and of course all 8 of them (dream and y/n) are going to be reaped, so we need some bad tributes who go all murdery on them, but then we need to have some that are a part of the rebellion.

so why not make the 100th games a special edition? a combo of all three previous quarter quells :) thats a marvelous idea

and so for the 75th, the victors are reaped. the 50th, double the tributes, two boys and two girls from each district (which proves to be a problem, since 12 only has two boys and one girl (Mark, Taeyong, and y/n (yes taeyong is from twelve, i want him there, so there he is))). and for the 25th, an election held to vote for the tributes. volunteers still accepted, of course.

and then the rest of the story, 13 and what not.

now for the districts tributes. this will include their districts, ages at the reaping of the 99th games (so everyone ages 1 year for the 100th) and the games they won. jsyk, the hunger games take place in july, so ages are based around that :)

Jeno - district 1. age 17. 99th

Renjun - district 2. age 17. 99th

Chenle - district 3. age 15. 99th

Haechan - district 4. age 17. 99th

Jisung - district 7. age 15. 99th

Jaemin - district 11. age 16. 99th

Mark - district 12. age 17. 99th

y/n - district 12. age 16. 95th

Taeyong - district 12. age 21. 93rd

other members can be included as mentors, tributes, stylists, escorts, rebellion members, friends from districts, whatever, if you wish.

if anyone has any ideas on what the other members should be, please comment and let me know

[f9smaragdine]

Can I put him in my pocket?

I wanna hug him soo badddd

[najaemism]

we never go out of style! [01]

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

WARNINGS. none

SYNOPSIS. what happens when one of the famous professional volleyball players of the country publicly shoots his shot at a global popstar? well, she shows up to his game with his mother, of course! [or alternatively: the whole world watches as a popstar and an athlete fall in love.]

— fake subtitles!

01: JUST GIVE HIM A CHANCE! | prev / materlist / next

NOTE. sooo lumine’s ex of two months is just some nameless dude… but know that he was shitty and is the m*tty he*ly ex :p the ex that she dated for 3 years however…….. you’ll find out soon enough 🤩 also, her fans are called lumieres! it’s cute idk 😔 HAHAHA

TAGLIST. @radiorenjun @bluejaem @pink-but-rosie @renjun-pretty @holdinbacksecrets @rynshyuckies @jelllyjae @jenyongcas @whyisquill @beemarkie @morkxlee @hibuki-chan @moonwalkun @lyyhyuck @baekhyunstruly @lilacdreams-00 @ridinhyuck @archivedmkl @najaeminluvbot @rensiu @morkleetrash @neo444 @hrjchive @keemburley @soobin-chois @yiz-yo @juune04 @nctasdfghj @studywoo @jun5ui @smolpeyy @kkotjia @yoonhanzjaem @en-boys @stopeatread @goldryush @hibernatinghamster @shwizhies @zgzgzh @bbymatz @eyantice @w0nderr @dinonuguaegi @neozon3nha @mnlylonely

[twilghtkoo]

pairings. haechan x reader (f)

genre. fluff !!!

notes. i was doing a word search and had an idea hehe enjoy

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you came up behind haechan who was slouching, sitting at your small table in your kitchen. your word search book in front of him as his chin rests on his palm. placing your hands on his shoulders you straighten his posture. “stop slouching,” you softly tell him, leaning down to rest your chin on his shoulder.

“yes ma’am,” he responds.

“i forgot i left my word search book here.” you say, as haechan crosses out a word diagonally with your pastel blue highlighter.

he hums, “i got bored after breakfast and opened it.” leaning into your touch as you massage his shoulders and neck.

you stay doing that for a few minutes, kneading your thumbs against his tense muscles. you spot a glass of iced coffee, obviously it being his.

“baby help me, i can’t find this word.” he lets out a sigh in frustration. you pick up his glass to take a sip, moaning at the taste of the caffeine.

you peek your head over his shoulder. the word search he’s working on being about sports and games. “triple jump?” you read out loud, eyes carefully scanning the huge jumble of letters.

“can’t find it right?” haechan exclaims, extending his hand out to gesture towards the cursed book.

no you really couldn’t. you furrow your eyebrows, taking a chair from under the table to sit next to haechan.

“hold on sometimes i hold the book away from me, sometimes it works to see the words.” you say, seriously picking up the book and holding it out in front of you both.

haechan twists his neck to look at you. your lips involuntarily pouting and your eyes slightly squinting. oh, you are just the cutest thing.

“why are you staring at me? stare at the word search.” you shyly tell him, your cheeks hearing up because you caught him staring at you.

he glances at you, kissing your cheek before he snatches the book out your hands. he picks up the marker and draws a line through the word you ‘couldn’t’ find. but he knew where it was all along.

scoffing, “are you serious?” your mouth slightly open.

“you’re cute when you’re concentrating.”

[neoswift]

LABYRINTH

— mapapasabi ka na lang talaga ng “uh oh, i’m falling in love”.

PAIRING. haechan x fem!oc

CATEGORY. filo social media au, crack, fluff, slight angst, college au, friends to lovers, mutual pining, dentistry student!haechan, dentistry student!oc

WARNINGS. language

SUMMARY. hyuck and via have been in the same friend group for years, pero dahil sa dalang nila mag-interact, everyone thinks they don’t like each other. siguro ‘di lang talaga sila close… right?

NOTE. yes ik mabagal na ko mag update at may on going pa ko pero shet i really needed to write this HAHSHAHA ignore timestamps unless stated otherwise! lmk if you want to be added to the taglist by sending an ask or a dm! baka mabagal din updates nito pasensya na agad 😭😭✋🏼

STATUS. on going

PLAYLIST. i. labyrinth - taylor swift, ii. snow on the beach - taylor swift ft. lana del ray, iii. sweet nothing - taylor swift, iv. paris - taylor swift, v. paper rings - taylor swift.

— extended playlist!

PARTS!

accounts. 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08. 09. 10.

11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 20.5. 21. 22.

23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30.

background + additional info!

hyuck and via are dentistry students

third year college silang lahat sa friend group and they’re all studying in neo university

they have all been friends since high school, pero si via at hyuck lang ang hindi close (or at least that’s what their friends think)

established renmin and ryeji!

TAGLIST. open!

[onyourhyuck]

RED STRING THEORY. | L.HC | TEASER.

epilogue: Kim Micha is an art coms film student, assigned to screen write a short film about love. One problem though. She has never dated anyone. With little knowledge about love itself, she goes to her childhood best friend Lee Donghyuck for help. Lee Donghyuck is a theatre student and is a well known player around the campus. What happens when the boundary between friends and lovers becomes blurry?

Release Date: Part 1 on January 1st.

Note: Comeback with a new series called Red String Theory. It is an angst ridden romance with underlining problems with toxic friends, toxic relationships, growing up, coming of age, learning what love and boundary is.

Tags List: @sundamariis @kkakkdugi @lostmembrane @sayitditto @loveazri @yesohhsehun

[fullsunrise]

Delicate - Preview

We can't make any promises now can we, babe? But you could make me a drink

Click here to read Chapter 1 (x)

There were too many couples. And way too many sloppy dancers. His prowl was leading him nowhere, and he was ready to give up. The timing couldn't have been more perfect as a new song began. It was easy for him to get lost in the rhythm. His eyes slowly closed as he felt a pair of hands wrap around his neck. The light pressure from the stranger’s back comforted him as he glided his hands over her hips. Haechan tried so hard to concentrate on the sensations of her motions, but his composure faltered when the sudden feeling of being watched washed over him.

His eyes were open in an instant, desperately searching the crowd. At first he couldn't locate the source of such intensity, but when his glance flickered upwards he saw her right away. It was the woman he saw on the balcony, staring right at him with a glistening stare. When the strobe light hit her in the right angle, he could see now that she was in a tight black mini dress. Her eyes shimmered in the light, but he couldn't tell if it was her dark, glittery makeup or tears.

He was instantly entranced by her and he couldn't look away even if he tried. Her eyes were piercing into his as if they were begging him to enter her world. He could get lost in them, he thought. Just as he declared to himself she would be the one for tonight, he felt the woman in his arms drift away. His trance was shattered just as quickly as it was built when he focused on the woman in front of him. Before he could see her face, her back was already turned around to continue dancing with her friend. As he brushed off the interaction as mere disturbance, he once more set his eyes to the balcony in hopes of sealing his fate.