#heejun imagines

[thepixelelf]

and the universe said,

02 "fuck you and your interview"

genres/tags: soulmate au, idol au, comedy, romance, dumbassery chapter warnings: language, mentions of a non-fatal car collision. reader is shirtless for most of a scene. if you wear bras and would like to, you can imagine reader in one. relationship(s): ot13 x reader

When soulmates are suddenly thrust upon the world, you are one in a million who wishes they weren't -- and that's before you meet the person (people?!) making your life much harder than it needs to be. And before someone asks you to sign an NDA.

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It’s 300.15 Kelvin outside and you’re wearing a turtleneck and you want to die because the person on the other side of your soulmate phenomenon has never heard of shutting the fuck up.

“They liked you!” Heejun insists.

“Yeah, sure,” you groan, slumped over your kitchen table with your head resting atop your shut laptop. “Until someone started singing and my mark went all the way up to my freaking chin!”

“Okay but they didn’t dislike your mark—”

“No, they thought it was fascinating. So fascinating, in fact, that once they saw it, they forgot all about my dissertation!” You sit up, beyond frustrated, and tug off your turtleneck, throwing it onto the floor like it personally wronged you. The AC in your apartment just has to be broken, but it doesn’t matter anyway. The mark has returned to its home on the back of your hand.

Heejun doesn’t bother turning away or covering his eyes, having seen you in less.

“All they cared about was my stupid mark,” you whine, crossing your arms in front of you and making a sour face. “‘Oh, wow, I’ve never seen a mark like that before.’ ‘Are those music notes? Is your soulmate a singer?’ ‘Have you met them?’” Even though the words come out mockingly, you slump more and more as you repeat the questions you got berated with in your Zoom interview. “Fuck, I’m never getting a job.”

“Don’t say that. They might call you back.”

You sigh. “Please don’t get my hopes up.”

It’s been about two months since the soulmate phenomenon rocked the world, and that many days minus one since you found out your mark, which is already a proven miracle amongst the general population, is also special amongst other victims of the phenomenon.

“Oh, god.” Eyeing your arms, you groan. “Songbird’s at it again.”

Not only does your mark move whenever your supposed soulmate sings — it extends.

The bars, accompanied by notes and pianissimos and double fortes and symbols you’ve yet to bother googling, spread past the original mark and curl around your wrist, slithering up your arm like a snake through the grass. With your turtleneck strewn and abandoned somewhere on your floor, you and Heejun watch as the music climbs up to your shoulder and slips around your neck, circling twice before moving to your other arm. It’s like you’ve got two full sleeves of tattoos without the teeth-gritting pain that comes with actually getting it done in a parlour.

No, just a whole different kind of pain.

In the ass.

You can’t walk down the street without people gawking at you like you’re an alien — which, honestly, you can’t even blame them for. What the fuck kind of human has tattoos that snake along their arms as if they’re alive? Even Heejun can’t take his eyes off your mark, which has looped back up your left arm and started to wrap around your chest.

“Heejun!” You snap your fingers in his face, jolting him back into pay attention to me land. “I’m lamenting my current and probably eternal unemployment right now; at least pretend you hate this shit as much as I do.”

Shaking his head and frowning, Heejun tries again to console you. “C’mon, there’s no way they’d let the fact that you have a soulmate mark affect whether they hire you or not.”

“Tell that to my other two interviews.”

The staff branches off in some places, and you follow Heejun’s eyes as they trace the music reaching all the way up to your cheek. It does that a lot — the splitting up thing. You’re too sick of the mark overall to care to think about why.

“We should just find them,” Heejun posits.

You blink. “What?”

“I mean, the only way to get them to stop singing is to ask, right?”

Straightening up in your seat, you realize you never really thought about meeting the person on the other side of your mark. You’d been too caught up in the whole, what the fuck is happening why is there a random tattoo on me holy shit why is it moving what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck of it all. And besides, every case you’ve happened to hear from the news has ended up the same way — the soulmates met because their marks led them to each other.

You sort of just expected it to… happen. You never thought about going out to find the person inadvertently ruining your life yourself.

Heejun asks, sincerely, “You want to meet them, don’t you?”

“I… guess.” You shrug.

Do you?

The idea of asking them to stop singing — at least while you’re in a serious interview for a real-life, adulting job — is appealing, that’s for sure. The fact that they’re supposed to be the love of your life is also a factor, though.

You don’t know why, but that’s somehow less appealing to you.

And the weirdness that is the feeling of not wanting to meet the love of your life just yet (because who wouldn’t?) gives you pause.

Your soulmate stops singing, and the staff slinks back until it’s just five empty lines on the back of your hand. It’s a chilling feeling, when the notes disappear, and you shiver with your whole body every time. Another reason you’ve come to dislike your mark. Despite the annoyance the music sets off every time it spreads across your skin, you feel a dreadful sense of… emptiness when it leaves.

To feel that constant start and stop, start and stop—

It’s exhausting.

“Have you tried reading the music?”

“Are you kidding?” You scoff at Heejun. “I played percussion in junior high marching band, dude. I can’t even sightread; I’m hardly a music prodigy.” Scrutinizing your now-plain mark, you say, “Besides, how would that help?”

Heejun rolls his eyes. “You’re seriously dense sometimes. They’re always singing. Either it’s their job, or they’re trying to get your attention.”

“If they wanted to get my attention by annoying me, then they’re doing a bang-up job.”

“If they’re a singer,” Heejun continues, ignoring you. “—it’ll be even easier to find them. They’ll probably be singing all their own songs.”

You shake your head, doubtful. “I don’t think singers spend all day just singing their own stuff.”

“Idols practice all the time—”

“My soulmate is not an idol.”

“Why not?”

The look on Heejun’s face is serious, and you almost squirm under his gaze. Instead, you scrunch up your face and shake your head. “They’re just… not, okay? Idols aren’t my type.”

“Not your type?” Heejun regards you in such disbelief, you want to be annoyed again. “Bub, ‘idol’ isn’t a type of person, it’s a job description.”

“Yeah, and venture capitalists aren’t my type either.”

Heejun groans, but you can tell he won’t argue with that — he dated a business major in university. It didn’t go well.

Not that all business majors are bad, of course. That one just so happened to be a real bitch.

“Fine,” he relents. “Let’s assume they’re just trying to get your attention by singing nonstop— like now.”

Heejun points at your arm, and you look down to find your mark extending again to your infinite dismay. You let out a sigh.

“If they’re not a singer, maybe they’re singing songs with hints in them,” he suggests.

“That’s awfully elaborate, isn’t it?”

Shrugging, Heejun takes hold of your hand from across the table and studies the notes as they dance over your skin. “Your mark is elaborate. You don’t have it easy like all the others.”

“That girl almost hit her soulmate with her car.”

“Yeah, because the universe literally dragged them together,” he reasons. Then, “It’s weird…”

You pull your hand out of his just as the mark recedes, a shiver pulsing through you. “What’s weird?” 

“Nothing.” He nods at your phone, which is sitting face up on the table, lit with a notification, “You got an email.”

Not wanting to pry into whatever is going on in Heejun’s head, you grab your phone. You expect some random email from a newsletter you never subscribed to in the first place, but when you read the subject line, your eyes widen.

“Second round of interviews?!”

Heejun smiles wide. “See? I told you they liked you!”

“Oh my god. Dude. It’s tomorrow. Oh my god.”

“Yeah, yeah, stress head. Let’s go over the practice questions again.”

“I love you.”

He snorts. “No shit.”

⭒

Sitting in small coffee shop near where your interview — second round! — will take place in twenty-five minutes, you mutter the answers you practised with Heejun late into last night under your breath. You scroll through your phone, reading up on the company for the third time.

You can almost hear Heejun nagging you in your head.

Relax.

Letting out a long breath, you put your phone away and take a sip of your drink, eyes drifting out the window.

It’s a nice day, unfortunately. If it weren’t for the white turtleneck you’re wearing, you might be happy about the warm weather. You pray to whatever is out there that your antiperspirant is doing its job, because this is the nicest turtleneck you own, and you seriously don’t trust your soulmate not to break into song during your interview. You can only hope they don’t sing a full song today— your shirt will cover partial tunes, but who knows if your soulmate is actually cast in a musical, or something. 

Earlier, you set an alarm on your phone so you’ll know when you’ve got to get moving to be exactly seven minutes early, with three minutes of leeway in case you get lost inside the building. With that alarm in mind, you let yourself sink into the art of people-watching, zoned out and half-listening to the music playing in the shop. A song you know comes on, and you hum along. 

Ice cold something splashes across your back.

You flinch so hard, your own drink goes flying, and on instinct, you stand up. Whipping around, you turn to see the masked face of a man with an empty plastic cup in his hold, the lid squeezed tight in the opposite hand.

His eyes are as wide as dinner plates, which is wild because you’re the one drenched in iced coffee.

You have nothing to say except, “What the fuck!”

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updates for and the universe said, are not on a schedule. there is no taglist. thank you for reading!

[angelicyoongie]

Waaa maggy the new update for lovesick is so good!! 🥺🥺 But lol 🤧🤧 poor mc. It’s interesting to see her becoming conflicted with her soul bond throughout the chapter.

Aw Heejin 😢 I wonder if he noticed that she hasn’t been around or answering her calls? I’m sure Namjoon or Jimin found a way to make whatever excuses seem like they’re from her.

Man, I do not envy mc and how emotionally/mentally exhausting it must be to constantly be on edge with these guys 😵‍💫 But lmao at how Jimin catches her weariness every time 🫠

Wait bc why is it kinda sweet that the guys are trying to pick up her interests 🥲 And how Seokjin and Jungkook genuinely seem to want to enjoy her hobbies with her. Ooh, I also really like the part where she finds out about the “pull” and how it had affected her as well. I think bc she doesn’t feel as strongly toward the guys as they do to her, she might’ve thought she had a level of immunity toward it. So her finding out she moved close to them bc of the soul bond is like 😧😧

i also liked her conversation with JK and how like, in every universe, he’s the baby of the tannies 🤧🤧 ALSO!! I almost SCREAMED at the almost-kiss between them!! Bc she was leaning toward him too 😧😧😧

Oof bc vmin 🥲🥲 they make me so nervous for the mc lmao. I think this was my favorite section of the chapter bc as soon as Yoongi left it was that [Simpson “I’m in danger” meme]. And LOL bc I *KNEW* that Jimin wasn’t buying the mc’s act since he always caught her slipping a few times, but the way you built it up to when he actually confronted her about it is just 😘🤌🏼 *chefs kiss* And Tae too 🥲🥲 I’m a little nervous how he’s going to react once she returns home

Which brings me to the last part bc I did NOT expect NAMJOON to be the one to catch her. I knew it’d be too easy for her to just escape this chapter but how unlucky 🥲 And poor her just giving up toward the end 😭

Another great chapter as always! I can’t wait to see how you wrap up the last few chapters of this story 💜

Tiffie!! Thank you so much!! 🤧💖

The poor girl can never catch a break, lmao 😩 I'm glad you find it interesting because the MC's internal conflict is so fun for me to write!

Heejun has definitely noticed that she's gone! We'll hear more about what he's been up to and what the boys have been doing to keep him off their tracks in the next chapter!

Me neither, friend. I don't think my body would be able to handle it, lmao. I just imagine a slow pan away from the MC every time she slips up and then you find Jimin staring at her from the corner of the room sdjsk 💀

I guess it's because they're actually trying to put some effort into getting to know the MC/her interests? Which we haven't seen much off until now, oop 😬 Yess, that's exactly what I was going for! She has been able to brush off the bond and distance herself mentally from them since she didn't believe it affected her, but now that she knows that's not true, she's going to really struggle to even trust herself moving forward.

JK is always baby, it would be a crime to not have them doting on him 🤧 She sure was! 👀 You can bet the MC is gonna be torn up about that.

Lmao yesss 😭 Ahh, thank you sm!! As for Tae ... you’ll have to wait and see 😬

Hehehe 😌 I was scared it would be way too obvious that it would be him, but I think the chapter being so busy kinda managed to bury that lead a bit?? I hope so at least! I know it doesn’t seem like it, but the MC still has some fight left in her 🤧

Thank you so so much!! 💖💖

[90sloverwithinsomnia]

Switch Rivals - Chapter 6/21

This is one of many archived fanfics featuring 1st and 2nd generation K-pop acts that I've come across recently. It's all in good fun, and maybe a bit cringeworthy! Just to clarify, I don't post fanfics, so I hope to the people that post and read K-pop fanfics makes sense.Credits go out to the original creator 90s_love.

*Note: Nothing in their post will change (unless necessary), other than being posted here, and the (Link) will be provided to the page that i found it on.

Characters:

Kim Jaeduck, An Seungho (Tony), Moon Heejoon, Jang Woohyuk, Ahn Chilhyun (Kangta), Lee Jaewon (H.O.T.), Eun Jiwon, Lee Jaijin, Kang Sunghoon, Ko Jiyong, Jang Suwon

Summary:

Jaeduck's first H.O.T concert and Tony's suggestion.

Chapter 6: Concert and Suggestion No. 1

Jaeduck was getting nervous. It's his first concert since the switch happened. He and the others practices for days for the concert. He had to learn all of Tony's parts because he didn't know any of them. He (Tony to them) had no idea that it was this hard both rap and sing. But after a while, he was able to manage. He even had to learn Tony's signature just in case he had to sign some things.

Finally, it was concert night. The audience seats are packed as usual with the H.O.T concerts. Jaeduck had never seen the audience in white because his group's colour is yellow. 

"Hyung, are you okay?" (Jaewon)

"Y-yeah... I'm okay. Just a little excited." (Jaeduck)

"Okay. If you say so." (Jaewon)

They went to the stage to see a packed audience. Everyone had white balloons and wearing white raincoats. The fans were cheering for H.O.T. They sung and danced the night away. As they were performing Jaeduck noticed someone was wearing all black looking at him.

After the concert, there was a fan signing that wasn't even planned. But the fans wanted it so they did it anyways. Jaeduck was overwhelmed by how many fans were in front of him. He originally had about 100 people in front of him. Now he has about 10 times as many as he did in Sechskies.

"Oppa, you were great today." (Fangirl)

"Oh, yes. Thank you." (Jaeduck)

There were a lot of people in front of him. So many that he couldn't even count. There were about 2,370 people in his row and he couldn't imagine that many people when he was in Sechskies. He got a lot of compliments and signed a lot of the fangirls stuff. It was lucky he practiced signing because he would have hesitated to sign them since he didn't know Tony's signature.

"Okay, that's a wrap." (Staff)

"Finally, it's over." (Kangta)

"Two day break, here we come." (Woohyuk)

"Don't forget we have a magazine photoshoot at the end of the week." (Heejun)

The group disasembled and Jaeduck was about to go home. When suddenly, he felt someone grabbing his arm. He turned to see Tony in disguise in all black. 

"Hyung, why are you here?" (Jaeduck)

"I came to see the show. It's your first as me so I wanted to see if you can do it." (Tony)

"Oh. So, did I do well?" (Jaeduck)

"You did great! And I have a suggestion." (Tony)

"A suggestion? What is it?" (Jaeduck)

"I think we should live together." (Tony)

"Hyung, are you crazy? Our members and fans won't like it." (Jaeduck)

"That's why we're keeping it a secret." (Tony)

"A secret? Like secretly live together? Just the two of us?" (Jaeduck)

"Yes. That way we can keep up each other's schedules and help each other when we need it." (Tony)

"Okay, then. I would love to live with you." (Jaeduck)

[cupidoargiades]

gorgeous

"shit.."

you look up from your book and take off your sunglasses to see heejun scribbling on a notepad. "what are you doing?" you ask. to answer your question, he shows you a doodle of your side profile. you know, one of those drawings where you don't take your pencil off of the paper.

"it was so pretty but then i made the nose look a little weird" he says. "no," you start. "it's perfect" you say, turning your head to the side. "look jun, it's identical". he smiles and looks down at the paper. "you think so?" "of course i do"

he nods and smiles again at your approval, fiddling with the pencil before placing the tip on the paper one last time. the sketch now becomes more of a drawing as he makes the lines a bit darker and thicker, taking his time to get it all perfect "your eyes.. your jaw.. your nose.." he begins, tracing them with the end of the bright yellow pencil.

"gorgeous"

[dong-hyucks]

dating heejun. | knk

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highkey dedicated to @woojiniee and @longquos u guys are rude abt my bias wreckers >:( but ily anyway

so you met way back when he was still in kokoma band

you had been a helper, setting up the equipment for this performance since your friend -- who worked for the company -- brought you along

anyway

your friend told you who your were setting up for, and to be honest you had no idea who any of them were

no heejun?

quack dongyeon?

lee whochan?

who dongseong?

whomst??

they were a trainee band and didn’t have much information out there

but your friend showed you a video of them goofing around with their instruments/voices and?? they sounded p good??

you weren’t going to be around for the actual mini performance, as there were other guests coming

you were a bit bummed, but oh well

while you were setting up the main mic, someone came in looking very lost

“heejun,” your friend greeted politely, even bowing her head

you did the same, assuming this heejun was the same heejun in the band

he mumbled an absent hello, his eyes trailing all over the floor

“did you lose something?”

heejun looked up, smiling at you briefly before nodding

“yeah... have you seen my ring?”

a lightbulb went off above your head, a look of recognition flashing over your expression

heejun and your friend watched as you headed over to a little side table, retrieving his very ring from it

“i found it over there,” you pointed to the speakers, “you must’ve dropped it before.”

heejun thanked you gratefully, slipping the ring on his finger

he smiled at you before halting

his eyes went to your friend before going back on you, lingering a moment longer than you expected

“are you a new worker?”

you shook your head, “i’m just helping”

you didn’t miss the disappointed look he dawned before covering it with a neutral expression

you chuckled, “what was that?”

heejun shrugged, “nothing. just a little disappointing -- it’s not every day i meet a cute employee here”

you nearly choked

he grinned innocently, as though he hadn’t said that, and turned on his heel to leave

once he was safely out the door, your friend burst out into laughter

“[Y/N]! he was totally flirting with you!”

you just rolled your eyes, “sure.”

you didn’t see heejun again for a week or two

until you randomly got a text from some unknown number claiming they were heejun

you were quite skeptical at first until your friend confessed that she may or may not have given him your number

anywho

heejun didn’t text you like everyday

he was busy, as were you

but you texted every other day or once a week

you had this kind of relationship that was borderline friends / acquaintances

but then

heejunie: “hey, do you want to hang out today? i’m going to the bowling alley today”

at first you were going to say no

but, hey, you hadn’t gone bowling in a while so why not? plus heejun was a cool dude

so that’s how you found yourself, two hours later, laughing your heads off outside with heejun

to explain

when you first arrived at the bowling alley, heejun was already there

he was with a little kid, one with a tearful expression

at first you were like “??? heejun what did you dO ???” but then you realized he was trying to comfort the child

he’d lost his mom -- with the bowling alley being relatively dark and a big space

the sight of heejun wiping away the child’s tears with a gentle smile on his face, his voice soft as he told the child he’d find his mom for him

it did something to you

luckily, you had spotted a frantic looking woman on the way to finding heejun

lmao what a coincidence

you assumed that the woman was the kid’s mom

without even greeting heejun, you ventured off to find the woman, and when you did she confirmed your thoughts

sO after bringing the two together, you and heejun high-fived

“i comforted the lil’ guy and you found the mom, what a team”

“barely”

“shh, [Y/N], let me have this moment”

you just chuckled at how incredibly dorky he was

after getting your shoes and a lane, you and heejun just bowled normally

at first

then, it got a little competitive

it’s not what you think -- you weren’t competing to see who could get the most points

you were competing to see who could hit the pins in the coolest way

people in nearby lanes and those who walked passed gave you weird looks when you were laying down on the floor to push the ball

but you didn’t care, you were having fun

until

heejun decided to attempt a cartwheel

y i k e s

bad idea

especially when he had an 18lb bowling ball in his hands

needless to say, when he ‘landed’ his arm slipped

and the bowling ball basically flew from his fingers (luckily, not injuring him)

and there was a loud crash

this idiot somehow managed to throw his bowling ball at the ceiling

needless to say, his manager found out via text and wasn’t happy

heejun also used his company card for the repairs cough

you were kicked out very quickly

and now you’re just outside, leaning against the wall to catch yourself from falling

your stomach hurt from laughing so much, both at heejun’s misfortune and the expression he had made the moment the ball collided with the tiles

at first, he felt so bad but after hearing you laugh, he couldn’t help but follow

“that was hilarious,” you mumbled, wiping away fake tears, “but never do that again”

“noted”

while you recovered from laughing so hard, heejun took the time to just admire you

he thought you were very attractive, and the sound of your laugh was like wedding bells to his ears

“go out with me.”

“jeEZ HEEJUN YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT RANDOMLY--”

you thought he was joking but he had a sincere smile on his face and you suddenly felt really nervous

“you don’t have to be my s/o,” he cut in, mumbling ‘yet’ under his breath, “but if you want, go on a date with me.”

you were gaping like a fish

sure, heejun was a pretty nice guy, he was funny, he was smart (most of the time,,), and he made you smile without even trying but did you like him?

it took you a second, but the sound of your rapid heart answered for you

“okay”

not even a second after the word left your lips, he had your hand in his and he was pulling you down the street

“where are we going--”

“it’s a surprise!”

heejun was suddenly really giggly

like he had planned the whole thing

you were lowkey suspicious, but he was cute so you let it slide

okay so

he didn’t tell you a thing for like ten whole minutes

but he looked like the epitome of happiness

like he just won the lottery

“here we are!”

you looked around, a brow raised

he brought you to a big park in town, but he’d lead you far into it, where a lone tree stood tall

“what’re we doing here?” you asked, looking up at the pretty petals that hung on the branches

heejun coughed, backing up into the tree

“i come here sometimes,” he admitted, “it’s like me go to place whenever i need inspiration”

you looked over at him, “inspiration?”

he merely nodded, holding out his hand

“let’s go up.”

seconds later, heejun was pulling you up the tree

at first you were like “hey man what’re you doing” but then he pulled you up onto a sturdy branch

“look,” he mumbled, gesturing outward

you did, amazed at the sight

the branch gave you a perfect view of the city

“we can see everything here,” heejun said, “but no one can see us”

you were gobsmacked, “how did you even find this?”

he shrugged, “when i was a kid, i got separated from my dad, and i ended up here”

you blinked, keeping your gaze on him

when he looked back, you realized how handsome he was

even though his expression was neutral, you could see a hint of amusement shimmering in his eyes

wow, you thought, you’re handsome

he chuckled, his lips splitting into a grin

“thanks”

“shit did i say that outloud”

he rolled his eyes playfully, nudging you with his shoulder

“don’t worry. you aren’t too bad looking either”

“i know, you told me the first time we met”

he smiled again, looking at you almost longingly

“you’re cute”

“heejun, kindly let me breathe, please and thanks”

he didn’t respond, his gaze making you slightly —very— nervous

“i know i said you didn’t have to be my s/o, but…” he rubbed the back of his neck, “i really like you.”

you rolled your eyes, kissing his cheek (which made it turn pink) “i like you too, heejun.”

woo ur dating now dope relationship congratz

im sorry (no i’m not)

so let’s go dating oh heejun

let’s start of with something cute

kissing :))

your first kiss with heejun didn’t take long to happen

in fact, it happened the same day you started dating

after you hung out at the tree for a bit, he took you out for dinner

the restaurant wasn’t really fancy but it wasn’t a fast food joint either

heejun actually knew the owner, so you got to sit in the “special” seating

it was secluded from the rest of the restaurant, on the second floor

there were french doors leading out to a balcony, where a single table stood

the dinner was great, as was the service

after you ate, you and heejun looked out over the railing

you talked for a while, enjoying the slight breeze

you didn’t notice heejun getting closer and closer until his arm was literally brushing against yours

“i’ve never met someone like you,” he mumbled, “you’re different”

“is that a good thing?”

“it’s a great thing.”

you bore into one another’s eyes for a moment

slowly, you got closer and closer until he was a hair length away

“can i…?” his eyes darted down to your lips

when you nodded, he didn’t hesitate to move forward

the kiss was slow, his lips moving gently against yours

somehow, you ended up with your back against the railing, with your hands clasping around his waist at the small of his back

his hands cupped your cheeks, his thumb gently moving back and forth as he leaned into you

when air was necessary, you pulled away

“that was,” he chuckled, “wow for a first kiss.”

generally, kisses with heejun are either dorky or sweet

or both

half the time he’s grinning, so the kiss isn’t even a proper one, but neither of you care too much

—let’s also not talk about the cough night time cough kisses—

anyway moving on

let’s add a new thing

hugs

cuddling

you know, the fluffy shit

i’ve already made a cuddling with knk —and astro— post here but

let’s come back to this anyway

heejun hugs you so often

if you aren’t a hug person, he respect that, but sometimes he can’t help it

he’s a cuddly person

whenever you cuddle, he likes to hold your hand

it makes him feel connected to you

and his voice just lowers and becomes super soft and gentle

and he just looks at you like you’re the most amazing person in the entire world

and to him, you are

cuddling also comes with soft talks

he talks about his day, about his career, then asks you about yours

and while you’re talking he’s just heart eyes for you because he thinks he’s so lucky to be able to be with you

alright moving on

your first i love you also came soon after you started dating

he wanted to wait until you were completely comfortable but it kinda just

slipped out

he had to leave to practice and he was maybe late

really late

he was rushing out the door, falling over himself as he pulled his shoes on

“have fun,” you mumbled absentmindedly as you opened the fridge for food

“yeah,” he huffed, pulling his jacket over his shoulders, “thanks babe. i love you, see you later—“

you didn’t have time to react before the door shut

you kind of just stood there, the cold air from the fridge hitting your bare skin

“wHaT”

an hour later, heejun got a call from you during a little break

“hello? [Y/N]?

“i love you too, heejun. mind waiting next time so i could actually say it back?”

needless to say, heejun was a smiley mess for the rest of the day

alright

fights with heejun

rare, he tries his hardest to keep away from fights

other than the little ones, over who gets the remote, over who gets the last slice, etc

but when they do happen, heejun tries to bring it back

but sometimes, that doesn’t work

he’d give you some space, and you’d give him space

but he never lets you go to bed angry or upset

especially with him

he takes on the cuddling tone, low and gentle, as he talks out his feelings and you talk about yours

fights don’t last more than a few hours with heejun

so in all

dating heejun means you’re ina relationship with a dorky, funny, loveable guy

that also means, your life gets a little dorky

every day is a new adventure

when he debuted with KNK, you were introduced to four other dorks

and they all loved you (not nearly as much as heejun does)

basically

dating heejun is an amazing thing

he treasures you, makes you laugh and feel loved

:)

[vernonluver]

Ruined dates- Heejun KNK

prompt-May i request a scenario where Heejun is about to confess to the reader but inseong messes up his plan?

Heejun 

KNK

799 words 

sorry this is a little short but heejun is a little tough for me to write but i hop eyou enjoy this!!

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-okay so 

-Heejun had this elaborate plan and our boy inseong just fucks it up 

-he was gonna take you to brunch?? brunch. and then take you to a park and confess on a bridge over the water 

-inseong,,, our dear inseong just wanted to help Heejun because he was really nervous 

-so inseong dresses up in an over sized hoodie, hat, and sun glasses and sits at a table a few yards away from y’all 

-so you notice the weird man sitting at the table and you don’t say anything but you notice Heejun looking over in that direction every couple seconds and you swear you saw Heejun throw a thumbs up to the guy 

-so you go on with your brunch and it’s sweet and you’re kinda feeling Heejun and hes kinda feeling you it’s going GREAT 

-so he pays for brunch and he grabs your hand and starts walking to the park 

-he grabs your hand all slick like and you’re a blushig mess and this boy won’t stop smIRKING 

-y’all have been friends for a really long time so the casual skinship wasn’t foreign but it still made you blush like crazy  

-y’all are having casual conversation and swinging your hands back and forth when you notice the weird guy from the restaurant following y’all about twenty feet back 

-when you turned to look back at him he diverted his eyes down 

-you pull Heejun closer to you by his hand and he thought it was because you wanted him closer to you but you were scared of the weirdly tall guy behind y’all 

-”Heejun do you know who that is”

-”who”

-he looked back and let out a tiny sigh that he hopes you didn’t hear 

-”it’s okay babe don’t worry about him”

-and you didn’t because BABE

-but on the inside heejun was like 

-fucking inSEONG 

-so y’all continue to walk together to the park 

-when y’all get to the park you stop at the swings to,, swing because they’re fun 

-and you notice the weird guy with the hoodie sitting on the bench and you’re like 

-”Heejun that guy is STILL here”

-and he’s like 

-i’m gonna KILL inseong 

-so he sends inseong a quick text along the lines of “dude you’re freaking them out i asked for reassurance not a stalker”

-and inseong texts back 

-”dude i’m sorry but i don’t really know how to do this i’m trying my hardest”

- and Heejun texts him back “just bcak off a little, stay further behind I’m about to confess”

-and you swear you hear a giggle from the guy sitting on the bench 

-so Heejun takes you from the swings and y’all walk to the cute pond with a cute bridge 

-when y’all get to the bridge Heejun pulls you to his chest and just,,,, hold you 

-and you’re like !!!!!

-but you’re also like?? dude what are you doing 

-and then he starts talking 

-(Y/N), we’ve been friends for a really long time and we know everything about each other. You’re quiet possibly the most beautiful person i’ve ever met and the funniest. You make my heart race when you laugh or smile and I love to come over when you’re cooking because you look so cute when you’re concentrated. I’m talking a lot but would you please be my girl-”

-and the you hear a splash 

-and screaming 

-and a “what the FUCK inseong”

-Heejun runs to the inseong whos splashing around in the shallow end of the pond 

-while Heejun is running iver to him all you heard was cussing 

-you’re in shock

-because you know what Heejun was gonna say but the tall hoodie guy fell into the pond

-you’re pissed 

-because Heejun was FIANLLY gonna confess 

-when Heejun pulls inseing of of the water hes almost in tears because he asked for ONE thing and homie went and fell in the pond 

-Heejun took both of you back to the dorm so inseong could dry off and he could finish what he was saying 

-when you three go to the door Heejun THREW inseong towards Youjin and pulled you into his room 

-”you knew what i was gonna say right?”

-he was shaky because he was but but happy but also nervous he was a m e s s 

-”yes i knew what you were gonna say”

-”soooo”

-”yes i’ll be your girlfriend” 

-he smiled real big and pulled you into a hug and gave you a big kiss 

-inseong had a moment where he thought Heejun was gonna kill him but when he heard you say yes through the door he knew he was good because mr heejun got his girl/boy

[kpophours]

Back Again

➵ KNK: Heejun x fem. reader / one shot, boyfriend AU / fluff / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: sexual suggestiveness

➵ word count: 1.3k

➵ sequel: Closer (M, 18+)

Your eyes slide from the computer screen in front of you to the clock on the wall and back again.

Are the hands of the clock even moving?

It definitely doesn’t seem like it.

You gnaw on your lower lip while your left leg begins to bounce up and down, one of your nervous ticks. Your co-worker sitting opposite you shoots you an annoyed look and you duck your head, a silent apology. Alex just sighs. “You can clock out early tonight, if you want to. I can handle the last few customers on my own.”, he finally offers and you lift your head, a surprised expression on your face. He smiles and shrugs. “I know today is special.”, he just mumbles and shoots you a quick wink. You whisper a quick thanks and beam at him, hastily grabbing your empty coffee mug and getting up to bring it back to the kitchen. 

After cleaning up after yourself, you practically sprint out of your office building, Alex’ amused laughter following you.

The way home feels awfully long tonight, traffic moves almost painfully slow and you feel like screaming at every driver in front of you. But instead, you just restlessly drum your fingers against the steering wheel, eyes sliding towards your watch again.

He is probably already home by now…, you think to yourself and bite down on your lower lip to keep yourself from smiling like an idiot. 

About twenty minutes later, you finally turn into your street and thankfully find a parking spot directly in front of your house. You almost tumble onto the sidewalk in your haste to get out of your car, basically jogging up the stairs to your apartment. You need a few seconds to insert your key into the keyhole as your hands are shaking with excitement. At last, you finally succeed and manage to unlock your front door, kicking off your shoes and jacket and running through the hallway and into the small living space. 

Your boyfriend is already sprawled on top of the couch, clad in comfy clothes, his hair still wet from the shower. He immediately sits up when hears you enter and you suppress a sob when you finally lay eyes on his handsome face. “Heejun.”, you only manage to say, voice strangled, and he breaks into his cheeky smile, jumping up and crossing the room in a few long strides. You meet him halfway and fling yourself into his arms, pressing your face against his broad chest. He chuckles and wraps both arms around you and kisses the top of your head a few times, until you finally lift your face to meet his hungry lips. You basically melt against him, drowning in his familiar scent and warmth. He smiles against your lips, gently cupping your chin and sliding his tongue into your mouth. 

When you break apart again, you’re both breathing heavily and smile at each other. “Hi.”, you whisper and he chuckles again. “Hi babe. I missed you.”, he replies in a hushed voice and nuzzles your nose with his. You snuggle even closer, inhaling deeply. “I missed you too. So, so much.”, you murmur against his neck and he shivers when your warm breath tickles his sensitive skin. “Oh, did you now? Really? I didn’t even realize… Your countless messages and phone calls were very misleading, apparently.”, Heejun teases you and you tickle his side, making him squeal and let go of you. You stick out your tongue at him and he laughs, gently grabbing your hand and dragging you towards the sofa. He sighs contently while flopping down on the couch, pulling you on top of him and wrapping both arms and legs around you, practically caging you in and squishing you against his chest. You giggle at his antics and bury your face in his neck, closing your eyes and enjoying his company. 

“Four weeks is just too long.”, you finally say, voice almost inaudible. Heejun hums in agreement. “I know, babe. But it’s part of my job.” You sigh deeply and press as soft kiss against his chest. “I know.”, you grumble and he giggles, sliding two fingers under your chin and gently lifting your face, kissing you again. “Want to order some food?”, he then asks and you nod, immediately reaching for your phone in the back pocket of your jeans. 

“Chinese?”, you inquire, opening the food delivery app, and your boyfriend smiles, nodding happily.  

Half an hour later, one of your favorite movies is playing on the tv and you’re indulging yourselves in the almost ridiculous amount of food you have ordered. Both your legs are slung over Heejun’s lap; you just need to be close to him in at least some way after the four seemingly endless weeks apart. After finally finishing the last spring roll, your boyfriend groans and stretches both arms above his head, contently patting his full stomach. “That was amazing - but maybe a bit much.”, he comments and you smile, poking his cheek with one finger. “Well, no one asked you to eat like a pig.”, you tease him and he shoots you a playful dark look. “Takes one to know one, I guess.”, he replies cheekily and you huff in mock annoyance. He giggles before suddenly wrapping both arms around your waist, hoisting you into his lap and pulling you close. You snuggle into his chest and sigh happily, content to just listen to his steady heartbeat for a few minutes. He begins to gently rub your back, pressing small kisses on top of your head from time to time. You feel yourself get drowsier with every second; feeling warm and blissful and just really happy to have your boyfriend back again. 

“I really missed you.”, Heejun suddenly whispers and you startle awake again, drawing back a bit to look at him. A small, loving smile plays on his lips and his dark eyes are soft when he gazes down at you. You cup his cheek and gently press your lips to his. “I know. But now we’ll have the next few weeks together... right?”, you inquire and lift one eyebrow, beginning to smile as soon as he nods in confirmation. “Exactly. I don’t plan on going anywhere soon.”, he replies und nuzzles your nose. “Good.”, you say and kiss him again, shifting on top of him so you can wrap both your legs around his waist, chests now pressed together. He buries one hand in your soft hair while the other slips under your shirt, gently caressing the soft skin of your waist, opening your mouth with his and sliding his tongue inside, deepening the kiss even more. 

You gasp and moan into his mouth when his hand under your shirt slips even higher, and begin to grind against him. Heejun draws back and looks at you, cheeks flushed and pupils dilated. “How about we take this to the bedroom?”, he asks, voice rough and low. You immediately nod and he stands up with you still in his arms, walking towards said room while leaving open mouthed kisses all over your sensitive neck, finally beginning to suck on your sweet spot. You gasp under his gentle ministration and bite down hard on your lower lip when you feel his bulge grind against your core. You tumble into bed together, his body pressing into yours at all the right places, his hands following the curves of your body until they gently cup your face again. 

Heejun’s dark eyes bore into yours, a soft smile on his lips. “I love you.”, he murmurs, gently brushing a few strands of hair out of your face. You return his smile and kiss him again. “I love you too.”, you whisper against his lips, before losing yourself to his touch; happy to be back in his arms again.

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WTF

Ziu x Reader

Fluff

Summary: Ziu had asked you to grab something for him out of his bag. And you find the oddest thing there.

“Hey love, can you go grab my notebook out of my bag please?” You heard Ziu yelled from where he was holed up in your office.

“Sure babe!” So you set from your spot on the bed, to go get his notebook. Though, you really didn’t expect to find a rubber duck inside as well.

“The hell?” You laughed as you grabbed the notebook. “Hey babe?” He hummed. “Why do you have a duck in your bag?” He looked up startled, as you laughed.

“I think it was from a fan sign.” He guessed. “Or it may have been in there from when we watched your brothers.” He shrugged as he grabbed the notebook. “Thanks love.” He smiled. You bent down for a kiss.

“Make sure you take breaks okay. I don’t wanna have to drag you to come spend time with me on your time off.” He laughed and pushed you lightly away.

“Like you could drag me.”

[ahgasetay]

knk reacts! you’re the daughter of maleficent

requested: Hi can you do a knk reaction to the reader being the daughter oh Maleficent? Something for Halloween 🎃 👻

admin: jade

genre: other (meaning idk where this goes LMAO)

youjin-

“you mean like maleficent maleficent...okay, good to know”

after you told him some things started to add up, especially when you’d be mad. it made him a little more aware to stay off your bad side.

seoham-

“wait for real?!”

he ultimately was shocked and couldn’t believe it, maybe because he was scared? maybe because he was just so confused at how he even met the daughter of maleficent

dongwon-

“oh, that’s nice,”

he honestly played along because he wasn’t sure if it was true or not. he also was too scared to find out if it was true.

inseong-

“uhhh yeah.. okay,”

he didn’t believe it and thought it was just a little prank you were pulling on him since it was halloween. maybe deep down he was a bit worried but he most definitely wouldn’t show it to you

jihun-

“uhhh what?”

he was beyond confused on if it was true or not. i mean you did have your times when you could be a little mean and he could add those together but at the same time it was around halloween you were telling him.

heejun-

“oh, when will i meet her?”

he honestly just smiled and nodded, he went along with whatever you told him after you told him about your mother.

[iwillgiveyoumyhappiness]

VAV Reacts: You being the Main Vocal of your group

aesthetic-06-24 asked:

Greetings! It’s kinda been a bit. I don’t know if you do reactions or not so I have two options (yes or yes, jk) Option #1: VAV’s reaction to you being the main vocalist of your group or Option #2: A Lou and/or Ace fluff As always, much love 💕

(A/N): This is the result of Option #1. Hope you liked it! I had a lot of fun writing it. It was short, snappy and quick to get out. In summary: a really fun challenge. Feel free to send more of these types of things my way! @aesthetic-06-24 

Also, to everyone, I’ve officially reached 130+ followers! Do you guys think I should do anything special for the occasion?

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Lee Geumhyuk (St. Van):

Though he’d be a little embarrassed, he’d try his best to be a source of energy for you. Being the Main Vocalist of his group, he knows the struggles that come with it firsthand. 

The pressure, the vocal and breathing exercises, the sore throats—he knows every inch of it. 

So if you come home after a long day and you’re exhausted and disheartened, of course he’ll do some aegyo for you. It doesn’t mean he won’t regret it after, but how can he stay sulky when you look so happy to have him there for support? 

Answer: he can’t. 

Choi Chunghyeop (Baron):

King of compliments. He brings out all the stops; anything to make you feel like a vocal queen. He’d say things like, “Your voice was so powerful right there” or “I got goosebumps at this part” (and he’d have the song time-stamp written down in a notebook, just so he could show you how much he cares). 

He wants you to know that he takes a genuine interest in your work-life, but he’d also rather keep it separate form your love life. You two will sing together sometimes, especially on lazy days, but most of the time, he’ll just ask you to sing him to sleep. 

He’ll never ever forget to remind you that your voice is soothing for him. He calls it his medicine and his healing. He loves your voice to the moon and back, but really, he loves it so much because he loves you. He wouldn’t love you any less if you had the vocal technique of a horse. 

He probably doesn’t go to many concerts, but he always calls you after (no matter what time it is) to say, “You did so well, darling”.

“You didn’t even see me perform.”

You’d be able to hear the smile in his voice when he said, “But I know you, so therefore, you did awesome.”    

Jang Wooyoung (Ace):

All I can say is that he’s taking pictures of you 24/7 and saving them to his ‘My Awesome Girlfriend’ folder. He’d be really proud of you, but he wouldn’t express it verbally that often. Not because he couldn’t bring himself to do it, but just because he felt that you both understood each other enough to know what he was getting at. 

He figured that you understood what the pictures and videos he would take of you when you were singing meant. 

He figured you would understand what the screenshots from your performances meant.

He figured you’d realize that every time he broke into a random smile, it was always because of you. 

But still, when you were doubting yourself, he would speak his mind and tell you how amazing you are. Because even if you understood each other, sometimes hearing it out loud is the final push to assurance, and he knows that. 

Nah Yoonho (Ayno):

Ugly-screaming. Ugly-singing. Ugly-dancing. 

Everything about him hyping you up is weird as hell and super loud, but you wouldn’t have it any other way, because it makes you laugh so freakin’ hard.

If he’s at a concert, you better believe he muscled his way up to the front, just so you could possibly hear him screeching the lyrics and going, “WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!” every five seconds. 

He won’t do it during ballads, though. If it’s a gentle, loving, or emotional song, he’d never dare. Even if he tried to, he’d find himself unable, because every time he hears you sing, he just melts into a state of, “Wow, that’s my girl”. 

If you ever made eye contact while you were singing, even if it was just casually at home, he’d feel his heart beat so fast and his chest squeeze, and without realizing it, he’s singing along. 

He likes the feeling of having that connection with you.  

Jang Peng (Jacob):

You remember when they did karaoke to FXXK IT by BigBang and he was just kinda awkwardly bopping his arms in the background and being a general cutie? Yeah, that’s what I see. 

He’d be so proud and excited for you, but he’d try to tone it down a bit—y’know, be a man—so he might come off seeming a little boring. 

But believe me, this boy is at every single one of your group’s concerts that he can get to. If he has time, he’s there. Awkward arm-dance and all. Because even if it’s a weird, awkward arm-dance, it’s a weird and awkward arm-dance just for you.

And, don’t worry. He’d slowly get more comfortable with hyping you up. Just give him some time. He’ll eventually do it very openly, but for now, he’ll just settle for giving you a soft peck on the cheek after a performance and a sincere, “You did well, love.” 

Kim Hosung (Lou):

Gets legitimately shocked by your voice every time he hears it. He could’ve heard it thousands of times and been to multiple concerts or listened to an album on repeat for a month, but every time he hears you hit a high-note or sound particularly emotive, the goosebumps raise. 

He might mess around with you a bit land tease you for a particular lyric you sang. Especially romantic ones. 

“Ohh,” he’d coo. “You were thinking about me, huh? That’s why this part was so good?” 

But you can tease right back. “Nope,” you’d say. “Fried chicken.” 

He’d stare for a moment, but then he’d start laughing, ‘cause God, he chose the right girl. In fact, the ultimate girl. What more could he ask for? 

You’re funny, you understand him and accept him, you take care of him and make him feel bright, and you’re extremely talented. 

Kinda someone he’d wanna marry and make a life with.

Park Heejun (Ziu):

Hyping you the heck out! Like, dude- I’m not even kidding. 

He’d be so gosh-darned supportive of you. He’d learn all the lyrics to your songs, sing them loudly in the car with you, semi-learn the choreography, but mostly just slut-drop and appeal to you with cute winks. I feel like he’d be the type (if your relationship was public) to speak about you very often on V-live. 

Like, “Vampz! Did you hear her new song yet? You have, right?” 

Basically a pup that wants nothing more than to show you that he’s amazed by you and thinks you deserve a lot of love and attention. And maybe, just maybe... He’d like a little bit in return. 

A lot, really.

[dong-hyucks]

Apartment 229 ; Heejun

Prompts: 11. “You’re warm.” and 19. “You look cute.” Characters: Oh Heejun / Reader Genre/Warnings: Fluff, (kind of) Enemies to Lovers!AU, Neighbour!AU, Non-Idol!AU, swearing, getting stuck in an elevator briefly??? Word Count: 4.4k (exactly 4.4k, it’s satisfying, haha) Admin: Jade

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you and oh heejun didn’t exactly get along

quite the opposite, really.

it was odd, strange and unknown, considering just how lovable of a person oh heejun really was.

he got along with everybody he knew, co-workers, relatives, landlords, neighbours.

everyone, really.

everyone except you, anyway.

it puzzled you beyond belief why he acted so differently around you.

was it something you did? something you said?

you had no clue and it didn’t appear like he was about to give you a ‘get out of jail’ card and clue you in

instead, he let you stay trapped in your little jail cell of confusion.

in your eyes, you really hadn’t done anything to wrong the man.

purposely, anyway.

you kept out of his way whenever you saw him in the halls.

you always returned his mail whenever it would accidentally get put in your mailbox.

at first, you’d make a point to politely greet him whenever you saw him.

so, you wondered often, why did oh heejun act the way he did?

when you became his neighbour, it was like his personality did a 180.

six months ago, you had moved into a new apartment building, one full of beautifully furnished loft apartments and kind staff.

the only thing you didn’t really like about the building, was the sudden lack of reception in the elevators.

the elderly couple who you met quite early on, the ones who lived to the left of your apartment, were always sweet to you -- even baking you ‘welcome to KNK Apartments!’ cookies which you forcefully ate the next day 

(you honestly didn’t like them that much, they were slightly burnt and too much salt was added, but of course you weren’t going to throw them away)

when you first met the couple, they told you wonderful things about the building, how even the residents were kind people

“especially the young man to your right,” one of them said when a fond smile, “always so kind. helps us carry our groceries y’know.”

they had spoken so highly of him, praising just about everything they could

just from that conversation, you knew that he was a talented singer, guitarist, soccer player, and about ten other things

after that, you subconsciously held high standards for the guy -- how couldn’t you after all they had said?

sometimes, you’d hear him through the thin walls of the apartment.

he often had friends or family over -- it was always loud and seemingly full of life

at first, it was a bit annoying, but you didn’t really want to go over just to tell them to keep it down.

you got used to it in just a few days, considering how often the rowdy men seemed to come over.

contrasting to his volume during the day, you were surprised when you heard him singing for the first time.

you had been doing dishes, the subtle sound of someone strumming a guitar flowing through the walls.

you thought you were imagining things, but when it got louder you realized it was your neighbour.

when he began to sing, his honey sweet voice accompanying his delicate playing, you stopped what you were doing.

his voice was clear and stable, even singing quietly he managed to sing in a range you could only dream of achieving.

his talent only you drew you in closer to a man you hadn’t even met.

when you did met him however, you were in for quite the shock.

you had been in the elevator, your view obscured by the boxes (two) you held in your arms

your mom had sent two boxes of some old belongings you still had in your family’s home.

once you got on your floor, you very quickly heard a group of males chattering, quite loudly at that.

before you could even react, you were bumped into.

it was as if the floor had moved beneath you, purposely making you fall back.

the boxes flew from you hands, not that you really noticed.

your eyes had screwed shut, prepared for the impact

when it came, you didn’t have much time to react to the slight sting on your tailbone, the palms of your hands burning from wear they had violently rubbed against the carpet,

instead, you heard a painful yell that took all of your attention away from your own pains.

opening your eyes, you hadn’t expected to see your box, the heaviest one, open, it’s contents spread messily down the hallway

what surprised you the most was where it had landed.

it was obvious, anyone could tell just by taking a look, that it had landed on of the men’s leg.

you gasped loudly at the sight, his leg curved in a way it shouldn’t be, his face scrunched up in pain as he bit his lip to hold back pained tears

the males around him were bustling about, fussing over you one moment and then their friend another.

the oldest, at least -- you assumed he was the oldest, took action and called an ambulance in the midst of panic.

“are you okay?” you asked dumbly, rushing over to his slightly convulsing form.

the injured man glared at you before letting his head fall back to exude another groan

“do i look okay to you?” he hissed, his shaky hands hovering over his injury

the next five minutes passed like a blur, with you worriedly looking to the man, guilt washing over your entire being

when paramedics came rushing out the elevator, pulling a gurney out with them, you were forced to back away and let them take hold of the situation

watching the men and the medics disappear behind closing elevator doors made you feel suffocated.

you sat in the hallway, in shock over what had happened.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

you had just broken someone’s leg.

at that moment, the reality of the situation really set in.

the world around you spun wildly out of control, making you feel dizzy and nauseated.

you only got up once a resident had seen you and pulled you onto your feet, a mouthful of words tumbling from their lips.

you couldn’t hear him until he shook you ‘awake’, another bout of “are you okay?” coming from him.

you lazily nodded, blinking rapidly as you steadied yourself.

thanking him, you quietly collected your things before going down to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was by coincidence about a fortnight later.

after grabbing your mail, you noticed an unfamiliar name among the pile.

“Delivered to: Oh Heejun, Tenant Of KNK Apartments, Apartment No. 229″

229?

you were in 228, so this ‘oh heejun’ guy must’ve been the one the couple had told you about. 

honestly, you had never seen him exit or enter his apartment, you had no idea what he looked like.

truthfully, you hadn’t exactly been keen to meet your neighbours lately.

not after what had happened.

you couldn’t even apologize, you had no clue as to where the man lived.

minutes later, you found yourself standing in front of apartment 229.

you felt kind of nervous, your hands refusing to still themselves as you knocked on the oak wood door, your foot tapping against the beige carpet.

“coming!” a voice had yelled out.

it sounded familiar to you, but you couldn’t exactly figure out why in the few seconds it took for him to get to the door.

when the door swung open, it hit you.

literally.

the door had, at full force, hit your face

you stumbled backward a bit, covering your entire face as you hunched over.

“shit, i’m so sorry!” the man said quickly

when you looked up, you froze.

the dull pain in your nose seemingly went away the moment you laid eyes on him, and in turn, his crutches.

you almost couldn’t believe your ‘luck.’

oh heejun had just hit you in the face with his door.

and two weeks ago, you had broken his leg.

a look of recognition flashed in his eyes, and the apologetic look he once wore went away slowly.

“oh. it’s you.”

you winced at his disdainful tone. you didn’t say much -- you kind of deserved it, after all you had broken one of his bones.

“how’s your leg?” you asked after a moment of silence, your voice unsteady, shaking as you spoke.

heejun deadpanned before moving to close the door.

you were quick to stop him, slamming your hand against the surface to stop him from shutting it.

“wait!”

you hurriedly handed him the envelope that had been in your slot.

“i just wanted to return this,” you said, keeping your voice low.

heejun’s eyes scanned over the envelope for a quick second.

you hadn’t expected him to yank it out of your hands, but that’s what he did, a look of vexation apparent on his face now.

“thanks, you can go.”

he tried to close the door once again, but you stopped it.

“wait!” you repeated, wanting to put in another word.

“what?” he spat, looking completely and utterly annoyed with you for keeping his door open twice.

“i wanted to apologize for dropping a box on your leg...” your words slowly got faster as you spoke, faster yet quieter.

he only scoffed before gently pulling you away from the door and slamming it shut.

you flinched at the loud noise and sighed.

dejectedly, you headed back to your apartment.

the next time you saw him, it was during the holidays.

the entire building was decorated with festive decor, to the point where green and red had started to becoming a frustrating colour combination.

you couldn’t go anywhere in the building without seeing at least one decoration, each coloured boldly with the two.

“be careful going up,” a bellhop had told you, watching you enter the elevator. “it’s getting colder and some of the cables are malfunctioning.” he said with a sigh. “i tell ‘em to get it fixed every year, but do they listen? nope!”

his little monologue was the last you heard before the elevator doors shut.

you contemplated getting out, not wanting to get stuck in the elevator.

but then you remembered that you lived on the twelfth floor.

after a long day at work (or school) you really didn’t want to climb twelve flights of stairs.

shrugging, you pressed the button going to the twelfth floor.

not even a minute later, the elevator stopped, the doors opening on the fifth floor.

you froze when you saw heejun walk toward you, his attention on his phone as he entered the elevator.

you said nothing, keeping your mouth shut as he leaned against the elevator wall

to your complete dismay, the elevator lurched, groaning as it’s cables stopped, as if they had gotten tangled pulling up the elevator box.

the sudden stop made both you and heejun lose balance, both of you luckily grabbing onto the sidebars before either of you could fall.

then, a voice rang through the intercom

“this elevator has abruptly stopped --”

heejun scoffed, “like we couldn’t tell,” he mumbled.

“-- a repair crew is on it’s way to fix this. please stay calm, the procedure may take a while.”

you didn’t talk, keeping your back to heejun in hopes he didn’t recognize you and suddenly get angry with you.

he didn’t have his crutches anymore, but he still had a brace on.

the sight made you frown, guilt still hitting you even a month after the fact.

he hadn’t exactly accepted your last apology.

your attempts at hiding your face were futile, as the walls all shone and reflected like a mirror would.

heejun glanced over at you, a frown overtaking his neutral expression

after a few minutes, he let out a sigh and slid down the wall he leaned against, cautious of how he moved his leg.

you stayed standing, tracing the buttons on the wall to distract yourself.

heejun noticed this fairly quickly, having already been looking at you, and shook his head.

“you act like you’re scared of me.”

you jumped, not expecting the sudden comment.

“look. i may not like you a lot, but that doesn’t mean i’m going to bite your head off.”

you just nodded, your fingers still idly tracing.

when you didn’t even spare a glance at him, he exhaled deeply.

great, you thought, by doing nothing, i’ve annoyed him even further.

half an hour had passed, the elevator wasn’t working and your foot had fallen asleep.

ten minutes into your silence, heejun had just leaned back and closed his eyes.

you had no idea if he was sleeping or not, nor were you particularly willing to find out.

when the tingling feeling in your foot got too much, you sat down opposite of heejun.

he must’ve noticed, because his eyes opened momentarily to look at you before closing again.

the elevator was dead silent, even the sounds of your breathing seemingly muffled under all of your thoughts.

you really did want to make amends with heejun -- after all, he didn’t like you because of an accident.

you also still felt really bad for breaking someone’s leg.

he just assured you that he didn’t want to bite your head off, so he couldn’t dislike you that much, could he?

“how’s your leg doing..?” you asked after contemplating.

heejun opened his eyes again, looking at you with a raised brow as if he was saying ‘really?’

when he didn’t answer you hung your head.

“it’s healing.” he mumbled after a minute or two. “i’ll be off the brace in a week or two.”

you nodded, a rush of relief fanning you.

“i’m... really sorry about that.”

“i know.”

the elevator went silent again, your hands fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“you know, if the situation was different, i wouldn’t be so... off with you for breaking my leg.”

you blinked.

“... what?”

heejun sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “the week you broke my leg was when i was going to participate in a soccer tournament, a really big one. the prize for winning was a lot of money and i was set on buying plane tickets for my parents so they could travel for their anniversary.”

you frowned. now you felt even worse after hearing that.

“my team did end up winning, but it wasn’t really the same. i still got prize money, but it was dissatisfying considering i hadn’t done anything to earn it.

if you had broken my leg even the week after, i would’ve been okay.”

you pursed your lips.

how were you even supposed to respond to that?

‘sorry, i’ll try harder with my timing next time.’

like ???

before you could even mutter another word, the elevator shook, making a loud groan as it pulled back into motion.

it only took a few seconds to reach the twelfth floor, and before you could even blink heejun was already on his feet and limping out the door.

you quickly got out of the elevator before it could close, wanting to rush over to apologize again, but heejun was surprisingly quick and disappeared behind his door.

after that moment in the elevator, heejun kind of just didn’t bother with you.

he no longer sent irritated glares your way, no longer bumped into you in the hallway -- he even held the elevator doors open for you when you were running late.

(usually, he’d just let the doors close.)

the sudden change, to you, was odd.

you had gotten so used to his vexation toward you, so his abrupt neutrality about you was weird.

he even smiled at you when he locked eyes with you in the building’s foyer.

in all honestly, that smile did things to you.

he looked sweet, even though his smile was brief.

your first thought was how soft he looked.

why had that simple smile made your heart race?

that’s when you noticed it,

you saw him more often, he would venture in and out of his apartment and random times, more often than he did before.

you saw him, occasionally, in the foyer with his friends (the ones who were with him when you broke his leg) laughing and talking excitedly.

even his laugh was nice to hear.

it was cute, how it was loud and clear before he would suddenly take in a breath (a bit comically, yes, but still cute.)

once, he even saw you looking at him.

when he met your eyes, he looked even flustered for a moment before regaining his composure and smiling at you, his hand lifting to wave slightly.

his sudden attention on you made his friends turn, all of them looking surprised to see you.

“ah, you’re the one who broke his leg!” one of them exclaimed in amusement. “we’ve heard a--”

before he could continue, heejun lunged over the table that had separated them to cover his friend’s mouth.

holding back a laugh, you continued your way to your loft.

nothing on earth could’ve prepared you for the next time you saw heejun. absolutely nothing.

along with the new year came an insane cold. it was freezing every single day after the year changed.

even with your heater on and even when you were buried under blankets and layers upon layers of clothes, the cold still managed to creep in and hug you in its frigid embrace.

needless to say, you were suffering in the first week of the new year.

to make it better, the heater had broken, something you discovered quite quickly after coming home.

your entire loft was so cold, it would be warmer to just sleep in the hallway. 

even though the heaters were weak as hell out there, it’d still be warmer than your apartment.

you called maintenance, but you were told that they’d only be able to come in and repair the heater at 8:30 the next morning -- numerous other tenants had complained about broken heaters and the team was swamped in repairs.

shivering, you locked your door, as you crept out into the hallway.

you didn’t seriously want to stay out there, but where else could you go?

all of your friends lived miles away, on the other side of town, and you didn’t have a car nor did you want to take a bus just to be warm.

after a few moments of hopping back and forth, thinking of what you could do, the elevator dinged.

you paid no mind to it, too focused on your internal struggle.

“did you lock yourself out?” a familiar voice asked, sounding equally amused and concerned.

when you looked over your shoulder, you hadn’t expected to see heejun.

shaking your head, you raised your keys. “no,” you clarified, “my heater broke and it’s not getting fixed until 8:30.”

heejun’s brows raised, his eyes drifting down to his phone to check the time.

“so, what’re you going to do for the next ten hours and fifteen minutes?”

you sighed with a shrug.

heejun nodded, before fumbling with his own keys.

“you could... stay at my place. my heater’s fine.”

the moment he finished his sentence, heejun seemed to realize what he had just asked and flushed.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he rushed, “you’re probably still uncomfortable with me--”

“i would rather stay with you than in the hallway, heejun.”

your wording only made him more flustered, a nervous chuckle escaping his throat. “okay just,” he glanced at your door, “pack whatever you need and come over when you’re done.”

you couldn’t even respond before he was rushing inside his apartment

his behaviour made you laugh, a smile etching itself onto your features.

you thought it was endearing, how his cheeks bloomed a rosy pink and how he tried to laugh off his embarrassment.

listening to his words, you packed the essentials in a small bag before heading over to heejun’s.

when you got there, he was sitting on his couch, his sleeves rolled up as he tuned his guitar.

the sight made you smile slightly, without even realizing it.

he looked so in his element, even just performing a simple act.

the air around him was calm, unlike the usual upbeat aura he exuded throughout the day

so this is the singer i hear at night.

“ah, you’re here,” he piped after noticing you in the doorway, his hands quick to put the instrument away.

standing up, he walked over to you, his back straighter than normal.

“you can sleep in the master,” he told you, “i’ll just sleep on the couch.”

you raised a brow, “you don’t have a guest room or anything?”

looking around, you noted that his loft was pretty identical to yours, aside from decor and furniture placement, and you had a guest room (that was never used.)

heejun chuckled, boring into your eyes as he explained. “i kind of turned it into a recording studio.”

your eyes widened, an impressed expression painting itself across your face. “you record?”

heejun only nodded, before guiding you to the master.

“this is it,” he announced, pushing the door open.

the room was simple, slightly messy but not horribly so.

heejun lingered for a moment, his eyes glancing over to you, before he excused himself.

“it’s late,” he commented, “so sleep soon.” with that, he left.

you sighed, the warmth of the room relaxing you. it appeared as though his heater was much more effective than yours was, before it broke anyway.

after changing and brushing your teeth, you climbed onto the bed.

you noticed a stuffed bear on the other side of the bed, smiling at the sight of it before propping it up against the other pillows.

surprising to no one, the room smelled like heejun.

you tried to sleep, tired from the day’s activities, but for some reason you couldn’t.

then, you heard it.

the gentle strumming of his guitar, the soft hums.

you recognized the tune right away -- he often played it. (you’ve fallen asleep to it numerous times.)

when he began to sing, his voice lower than usual, probably trying to keep his voice down, you found yourself drifting off to sleep faster than you’ve ever before.

even in a different room, you felt closer and the blissful notes swayed under the door and into the master bedroom effortlessly, lulling you to sleep.

a few hours later, you heard footsteps.

at first, you were alarmed, forgetting about your environment.

then, after realizing you weren’t in your apartment but in heejun’s, you relaxed.

you could hear the sink running and glasses clinking, but sun hadn’t begun to poor in through the windows yet.

rolling over, you checked your phone, squinting at the blinding light that emitted from it.

‘03:49 AM’

what was he doing up so early?

shrugging it off, you tried to fall asleep.

however, the door opened suddenly, making you jump.

to your surprise, a sleepy, half-asleep looking heejun came bumbling into the room, his eyes shut as he dragged his feet to the bed

“... heejun ..?”

he seemingly didn’t hear you, plopping onto the bed without a word

you stared wide eyed at his relaxed face, his arms lazily pulling the blanket over himself.

was he... sleepwalking?

did he not even realize that he had just gotten into bed with you?

you were mentally freaking out, unsure of what to do, when -- to make it better -- heejun suddenly reached out.

he pulled you close, up against his chest and his face buried itself in the crook of your neck

you let out an indescribable noise, your hands clenching in shock

w h a t

gently, you tried to pry his arms away without waking up, but to no avail.

what do you even do when you’re suddenly ‘cuddling’ with the cute boy next door?

realizing that you weren’t getting out of his embrace anytime soon, you stopped struggling

you sighed, at least trying to shift away

needless to say, that didn’t work.

“heejun,” you whispered, poking his cheek

he didn’t answer.

“heejun...”

...

“heejun!”

that only seemed to make things ‘worse’ as he brought you even closer.

somewhere along the line, you fell asleep

you woke up earlier than heejun in the morning, streams of light flowing into the room, effectively waking you up.

you were still very close to heejun.

instead of trying to get away, your still tired state decided to ogle at him.

to anyone with eyes, it was obvious that oh heejun wasn’t anything short of breathtaking.

even now, in the morning, he still managed to look good.

his hair, though ruffled and messy, looked like perfection on him, out of his face.

“you look cute, checking me out in the morning.”

your eyes widened when you realized heejun had been awake.

and he caught you

checking him out.

you would’ve loved it if the world had swallowed you up right then and there, wanting to just disappear.

“i wasn’t...” you trailed off, knowing it’d be useless to argue when you really were just checking him out.

heejun chuckled, a lot more laid back than he was before. “you’re warm,” he commented.

he pulled himself away from you, though he made no movement to get out of bed, continuing to just look at you.

“what’re you looking at?”

“you.”

“obviously, but why?”

“you were looking at me,” he shrugged, as much as he could in his position, “so i get to look at you.” he gave you a cheeky grin.

you rolled your eyes.

“i don’t even know your name.”

you blinked, furrowing your brows. he didn’t?

“it’s not everyday i cuddle with someone i don’t even know the name of, you know.”

you laughed, “i could say the same. it’s [Y/N], though.”

he nodded, repeating your name a few times. “it’s nice.”

it was silent.

if someone told you, five months ago, that you’d be sleeping in the same bed as oh heejun, you would’ve laughed in their face.

back then, heejun made it quite clear that he didn’t like you after what had happened.

but then, somewhere along the way, he warmed up to you.

he forgave you.

you changed too, after that night in the elevator your view on oh heejun as a person changed.

he wasn’t this person who hated you anymore.

but then...

who was he to you?

as you lay in bed side by side, merely looking at one another, you let yourself smile.

you could find that out later.

[knkpsh]

heejun as your bf <3

a/n: omg this took so long im sorry 😔✊🏻 im still in the middle of midterms but i managed to squeeze this last knk bf post out !! pls enjoy uwu i’ll be starting vav at some point so look forward to that heh

• dating your best friend basically

• video games

• absolutely obliterates you at smash on the regular

• the bf that will not go easy on you in any games whatsoever isfkdjdkfk

• lets you steal his big flannels yassss

• you make him take out his guitar and sing for you all the time. your own personal busking session

• writes lil acoustic songs about u ;w;

• yall do crazy shit together like the hugs he made with donggu ISKDKFK

• a hand holder & the type to hold his hand at the small of your back or have his arm around your shoulders

• hes that bf that has a 6th sense for when youre about to ask for something ie. hes on his way home from practice and picks up your fave food

• he can be very Very cuddly and cute

• whenever he wears big hoodies hes subconsciously asking you to SNUGGLE. i do not take criticism

• on the other hand he can also be satan and very um ... suggestive to say the least

• BUT THATS NOT WHT THIS POST IS ABOUT . ANYWAY

• hes also satan in the sense that hes mischievous af. a prankster like inseong

• definitely pokes and tickles you just to see you suffer (he finds it funny & he also loves your laugh no matter how weird it is ISKSK)

• road trips and traveling with him would be very entertaining lmaoo you could be in the most boring long car ride ever but he would make it funny with his weird self or yall would talk about anything and everything

• you make him feel free & relaxed despite all the stress from the idol lifestyle

• feeds u

• makes you take his aesthetic bf pics

• and then you take aesthetic couple pics & he’ll take aesthetic pics of you too if you want

• probably spams your phone with memes

• you make memes of each other & the boys

• why do i feel like he’d make you come over for anime binge dates lmao

• loves it when you pick out outfits for him (at the store or from his own closet lol)

• y’all probably have a few couple items and i think he would let you choose what y’all would like to match

• like beanies or sweatshirts or smth

• lets you use his tiddies as a pillow.

• in conclusion,, hes the active lively funny sweet bf youve been waiting for uwu

“knk as your bf” series: jihun | seoham | dongwon | inseong | [heejun]

[moonimax]

Here's KNK's Heejun finally looking at the camera

after 1038282 years he's finally looking at the camera