#i remember thinking 'huh weird that they are saying fame is bad and you can't have a normal life

[soyouthinkucanwrite]

July 2nd - Daniel Ricciardo

Based on New Year's Day by Taylor Swift and this request by @spikejonzed

Fluffly, mentions of sex, banter, nothing graphic.

BTW, I don't know how I've never paid attention to this song, it's so so beautiful and honest. I've thought about this concept before though: the "Sunday afternoon effect", when all the excitement of the weekend wears off and you're just hanging out with your friends, laughing about silly stuff, or cleaning up the house after the party. The thing is, the friends that stay till then are the ones you wanna hold on to, and the same goes for lovers. I feel kind of bad... well not BAD but you know, must be hard... when you're famous and rich, to recognize the good ones from the beginning before you give yourself too much away and it's too late.

To be honest with you guys, I think Daniel must feel a bit lonely sometimes. We all do, but to think that people are only interested in you for your fame and money must be tough... something you worked so hard, that you keep dedicating your life to, to think that that thing is the reason for your heartbreak, to your loneliness... It's a two-edged sword, isn't it? Anyway, I wrote this little something with Daniel in mind, hope you guys like it. Hope he finds someone to be like this someday. Hell, hope I find someone to be like this someday. I think everyone deserves that.

Daniel woke up in his bed, no shoes, but jeans and party shirt still on. The light coming through the windows, shining directly on his face, threatening to make his headache even worse. He let out a groan and turned to the side. There's someone on his bed with him. Shit. He just remembered. Last night was the first time he was introducing (y/n) to his friends. His birthday "small get together" (or at least that's what it was supposed to be) was the perfect opportunity for testing the waters and giving the "next step" without making too much fuss about it, after all, they've only been going out for a couple months and with his tight schedule it meant a lot of facetime calls and weekends, but almost no weekdays and routine stuff.

Yet, he was absolutely smitten with her, she was fun and easygoing, passionate about her own work and friends, but still caring and interested in him. They had amazing chemistry, mind-blowing even. But Daniel had lived enough to know that hanging out with someone on the weekends and knowing their best side was one thing, living through daily and mundane stuff was a completely different thing. Where this could go was still a mystery to him and he didn't want to raise too many expectations before he was sure. Still, she looked so beautiful sleeping, a true vision. He tried to remember if something had happened last night, but judging by his clothes still on, and hers as well, he guessed not. As if on cue, she smiled, with her eyes still closed.

"Stop being creepy" she said smiling. "I can feel you watching me sleep"

"You're not even asleep anymore" he smiled and she opened her eyes. He was taken back by her eyes staring directly into his.

"Still creepy though" she laughed, getting closer to him. He held her and they stayed like that for a while.

"Are you ok?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?

"Aren't you hungover, or sick?" he asked again and she laughed.

"Not at all. I have this really weird superpower, you know, I don't get hungover. Ever, actually" she laughed.

"I don't believe you. I have the headache"

"No, it's true. We did drink a lot yesterday, though" she commented.

"Yeah, well, welcome to having Australian friends. No such thing as light drinking with those guys" he laughed but grimaced at the pain in his brain.

"I'll get you something"

"Huh?"

"For the pain" she explained getting up from the bed.

After a while she returned with a pill and a glass of water, passing them to him.

"Thank you, baby" he took the glass, finishing it. "Come back to bed now"

"Your house... like, I'm not even sure if I should tell you to take a look or just pack your essentials and abandon it" she smiled.

"Uhh" he groaned. "I'll call someone later"

"Like a constructor with a wrecking ball?" she laughed.

"It can't be that bad"

"It's bad" she started. "But we can manage it" He looked at her intrigued. "After a shower" she pulled his hand. "Join me?"

"If I ever say no to that question, just put me in an asylum" he said. "I need a kiss though, as motivation" he smirked.

"Noo... I have morning breath"

"What? Me too" he said pulling her down and kissing her anyway. "Uh, no. You're right. Yours is worst" he said laughing while getting up and walking into the bathroom.

"Asshole!" she laughed following him.

They stripped and got into the shower, taking turns in letting the water run through their bodies.

"Come here" Daniel said, putting some body wash in his hands and spreading them over (y/n) body.

"Hum... this feels nice" she said.

"You're so beautiful" he said kissing her shoulder.

"You're so wasted" she laughed lightly.

"Hey! I'm sober. I'm just too tired. Give me a couple hours to recover, and I'll claim my birthday privileges"

"Birthday privileges? It's not even your birthday anymore" she laughed.

"Okay, but first, it's the weekend of, and second, I didn't get any time alone with you yesterday"

"Fair. And what will be your requests, may I ask?" she asked teasingly.

"Humm... you're so creative" he said kissing her. "I'm sure we'll think of something"

They finished the shower after a while, enjoying each other's company and the comfortable silence.

"Did anyone crashed here?" (y/n) asked when they were stepping out of the shower.

"I have no idea" Daniel answered. "I just remembered going to take a nap and waking up this morning. Shit, we didn't... did we?" (y/n) laughed out loud at that.

"Wow! Really, Dan?"

"We did not. I would've remembered"

"Good save. Such a gentleman" she laughed.

"I drank way too much. Sorry. Don't be mad"

"It's fine. I'm messing with you, I don't remember anything either. To be honest, I don't even remember joining you on your 'nap'" she said making air quotes.

"We're the worst hosts" he said getting out of the bathroom and going into the closet to get some clothes.

(y/n)'s heart swelled at the thought of hosting a party with Daniel. There was something so intimate about that statement, so homey.

"You want a shirt?" Daniel asked from the other room, waking her up from her daydream.

"Yeah, sure" she took the shirt, some underwear, and some sweats. Then brushed her wet hair and looked in the mirror. Not a trace of makeup left. She sighed thinking about how falling into a routine with Daniel meant letting the barriers down.

"Alright, snap out of it" she said to herself, getting out of the bathroom and walking outside, to the living room where Daniel was standing rubbing his neck and looking around.

"This is bad" he said when he saw her joining him. There were empty beer bottles and cups all around the living room and balcony, pizza boxes (with half-eaten slices left behind) in the coffee table, party decorations hanging from the ceiling, and the kitchen was even worse, with liquid spilled on the ground and bottles everywhere. There was glitter all over the floor and the couch - someone had brought some of those party poppers, which looked so much fun yesterday, but no so much now. But the best part was the polaroids, left all over the house with the craziest poses.

"Pack your stuff, we're deserting this goddam hellhole" he said and she knew he was joking, he said that about everywhere, but she still shook her head and rolled her eyes, picking a polaroid photo from the ground.

"Everyone had so much fun" she showed it to him. "I loved meeting your friends"

He took the photo from her hand, it was one where (y/n) was sitting on the couch with two of his buddies from Australia, making funny faces while holding cups. He remembered the moment because he was the one who took the photo.

"How's the headache?" she asked him.

"Almost gone"

"Good. So you don't have an excuse. Move your ass, where are the trash bags?" she laughed going into the kitchen.

"Hey! That was very sneak of you" he laughed but followed her anyway.

They spent the next hour collecting bottles, vacuuming glitter, and just cleaning the whole house. Daniel complained the whole time, but in truth, he was very glad to have her there. Sure, he could just ignore the whole mess and hire someone on Monday to clean everything (he probably would still do that anyway, for the heavy cleaning like bathrooms), but it was really nice of her to just stick around, seeming unbothered by the housework. When she finished tying the last trash bag and putting it on the entry hallway she flopped on the couch besides Daniel, who had called it a day some good 10 minutes ago.

"Done?" he asked her.

"I feel like punching you for asking me that" she answered playing annoyed. He lifted his hand in defense.

"What? I did my part!"

"Men" she shook her head. "I'm surprised you haven't complained about being hungry yet"

"Well, I'm starving! Was just waiting to suggest going out, or ordering in"

"Ordering in, please. I don't want to get off this couch any time soon"

Daniel got his phone out to order some food. It was almost noon, so he thought about something like pasta, some carbs would be nice right now. Then he felt (y/n)'s head drop on his shoulder, her hand caressing his arm. It was such a sweet gesture, so understated, he just stopped what he was doing and looked at her.

"What?" she looked at him.

"I'm really glad you're here. Thank you"

"It's nothing" she smiled.

"I don't mean the cleaning. Well, that too. But just, thank you for being you and wanting to hang out with me, you know, after the party"

"I'll always wanna hang out with you, partying or cleaning bottles" she said and leaned in to kiss him. "Happy birthday old man" this made him smile through the kiss.

"Thank you, young lady" he said still smiling. "Let's feed you now, yeah?"

"Please! Let's get some carbs on this house!" she smile.

"Hey, guys!" (y/n) and Daniel looked up to see Luke, one of Daniel's buddies walking out of the guest bedroom.

"Dude! I didn't know you were here" Daniel laughed.

"Yeah, just woke up. Definitely wasn't hiding in the bedroom waiting for the cleaning end to get out" he grinned making (y/n) and Daniel laugh.

"You know what? Just for that, you're going downstairs to pick up the food when it gets here, and taking out the trash!" (y/n) teased him, tossing a pillow from the couch at him.

Daniel just observed while his friend and his girlfriend joked and laughed. He thought about how right now he was enjoying a feeling of contempt that wasn't really natural or much appreciated by professional athletes, but this time felt right to indulge in it. He felt safe like someone's got him, finally. He took (y/n) hand on his and squeezed it three times, he knew this was already a good thing, something to last. She looked at him, she knew exactly what he meant.

[treasure-hwa]

as stubborn as you

pairing: seonghwa x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy, a tentative of enemies to lovers

synopsis: it's been a long way since they were kids and best friends. They consider themselves arch-enemies, but are they really?

word count: 4528

author's note: I took TOO LONG to write this one, I know! But it’s here and it’s here on this precious star’s birthday!!! I hope you all enjoy reading this. By the way, yes, I changed the story from “pocky challenge” to “pepero challenge”.

taglist: @winterviolet1 @multidreams-and-desires @ateezinmymind @devil-mp3 @little-precious-baby @hwaddict @trinityhasjams @hwa-luvs because when I did my little survey on what should I write, you voted for Hwa <3 @suni-ho

The doorbell rang and, from the bathroom, you heard your brother yelling for you to get the door. You rolled your eyes and took a deep breath, preparing yourself to see that boy's face and try not to punch it. As you opened the door, a body crashed on yours and you didn't even need to see the face to see who it was.

— Wooyoung!

— Babe!

He kissed your cheek and moved away so the other boys could greet you too, but the last one barely looked at you, he seemed displeased to see you there, as if you didn't have the right to be at your own house. It was enough to see him at school, but in your house too?

Who is he, the reader must be asking. He was Park Seonghwa, your arch-enemy. How does one become an arch-enemy? Easy. Park Seonghwa was incredibly annoying and too perfect at everything he did, which was a lot. Class president, student council, volleyball and soccer player and dancer. To top it all, unfortunately, he was your younger brother's best friend and a member of your friend group, so you saw each other too often.

Didn't Yeosang, your brother, know how much you disliked his friend? You both were constantly picking on each other, everything the other said was a reason to eye rolls and scoffs. Quite annoying and immature of you two, the group friend thought, even if they were used by that now.

— Hi, guys, — Yeosang came out of the bathroom, sat on the couch beside Hongjoong and looked at you and his older friend on the door. — Are you two gonna spend the whole afternoon there?

Seonghwa smirked and let out the first teasing of the day:

— I know I’m a very important person, but you don’t need to wait for me to get in and sit to do the same.

You breathed deeply and pushed the door close, almost slamming it.

— Anyways… what are we doing today?

— I brought my new dancing game! — Yunho exclaimed and took the game out of his backpack. — Who wants to play it?

Everybody raised their hands and started asking if they could dance to certain songs, and to your surprise, Seonghwa said the same song you did, and it only fueled him to win over you, because that was one of his favorite songs, he had to be better. Everybody was shocked that you two had at least one thing in common.

— You dance? Since when? I thought your motor coordination was super bad — Seonghwa teased, raising an eyebrow.

— For your information, yes, I do dance and I am very good at it, thank you.

— Up for a challenge?

You two glared at each other, if you were a cartoon, there would be fire on your eyes. Most of the time, your group friend would hate your competitiveness, but it could be fun right now, so they rushed you to get up and Yunho put on the dance game.

It was a girl group song, in which you knew he was amazing at dancing, just as perfect as he was on all the other things he did, but even knowing that, you had to do better, so both put heart and soul on the performance, moving bodies exactly like the figure on the TV was doing.

By the end of the dance, you were panting, sweating and collapsed on the floor. Wooyoung quickly jumped over Seonghwa's body to sit behind you and put your head on his lap, complimenting your dance skills.

— Was it worth it? Did you have fun? — Jongho asked, looking at you, not amused at all.

— Of course… it was. I was… better — Seonghwa spoke between inhaling and exhaling air.

— You weren��t! I was!

— Ha! As if! I am the best.

— Listen here, Park...

— Here we go again. 

— Mom, mom!

— In the backyard!

Seven-year-old you had just arrived from school, your dad went to pick you up, while your mother went to pick your younger brother from his school. You ran to the backyard just to be greeted with a tight hug from a slightly smaller boy, that was not Yeosang, still in his school uniform.

— Noona!

— Wooyoung! — You laughed and hugged your brother’s best friend back. — I’ll play with you and Yeosang in a second, okay?

He nodded and went back to the other boy playing ball. You went to your mother and told her:

— Mom, I need to do a project in a group with two boys.

— Really? And are they your friends?

— No. — You pouted. — I don’t know them well.

— There is no problem, sweetheart, ask them for their phone numbers and I’ll call their parents to invite them over so you can work on the project. Does that sound good?

— Yes, mom, thanks!

Then, you ran towards the two six-year-old boys running, playing a weird kind of two-people tag.

In the same week, your mother called the boys' parents and scheduled a day for them to come to your house. When they arrived, you smiled big and welcomed them, they were Hongjoong and Seonghwa.

After some minutes of talking, you noticed Hongjoong talked more and had a nice colorful backpack, which he proudly showed saying his mom had painted it for him. Excited, you told him he should be the group leader since he looked confident in everything. Seonghwa was quieter, but heard and looked at everything attentively, so he agreed with you. Even if he was older, Hongjoong sounded more suited for the position.

When you were doing the project, colouring and writing, a loud voice and quick footsteps were heard, coming closer to the living room, where the three of you were. The voice owner was Wooyoung, who came to play with Yeosang again, however he changed his path to see you first and didn't like seeing another guy so close to you, looking at what you were writing and speaking quietly to not disturb anyone.

— Noona! Who is he?

— Oh, hi, Woo! They are my friends, Hongjoong — you pointed to the boy across you with the mullet, — and Seonghwa — you pointed to the boy beside you, wearing a red hoodie. — We are doing school stuff.

The boys waved to the younger one.

— I didn't know you had a brother — Seonghwa said.

— I do, but it isn't him, Woo is my brother's best friend. I can introduce you to Yeosang later.

And you did when it was break time. Your mother prepared snacks for the five kids and called all of you to sit at the dinner table, where your friends met your brother and they instantly clicked, though Yeosang was a little shy around strangers.

— Wooyoung! Don’t make a mess — you warned him and cleaned his cheek.

— Sorry~

Seonghwa and Wooyoung weren't the best of the friends right from the start and they still had little fights over the years, but you never understood them. Their friendship definitely grew though.

That was the beginning of the group, when you and Seonghwa were super friends. The others just came along the way.

The restaurant table was large enough for the nine of you, having a booth around its three sides, however Wooyoung insisted on coming closer to you, which didn’t make you uncomfortable at all. You had discussed it before, your feelings hadn't changed since you were little kids, you would always be best friends, you would be his noona and he would be your dongsaeng. The flirt and teasing was just for comedy. He was just a super sweet person who had to give love to who he loved the most, and you accepted his love because it was him.

— Wooyoung, we can't just drown ourselves in this gigantic glass of soda! You are crazy if you think I'm swallowing all this in seconds.

— You are just a coward.

— Hey, that's no way to talk to your noona! — You took the glass out of his hand, then held his face.

— Oh, shut up — he rolled his eyes fondly.

— Make me.

The moment was broken by an annoyed voice:

— Why don’t you two just get a freaking room? We don’t want to see your flirting.

You scoffed and diverted your eyes from Wooyoung, who was now grinning, and placed them on Seonghwa, who was sitting at the extremity of the booth, sipping his soda and looking out of the big window.

— Are you jealous, Seonghwa?

— Huh, you wish!

— Never in a million years. — You threw a saggy french fry on him, and the boy gave you a murderous look, ready to throw it back on you, but everybody stopped you two before things could get violent and you all were banned from the restaurant.

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— I just can't stand him!

— Yet, you talk about him every time you get the chance — Yeosang spoke nonchalantly, keeping his eyes on his video-game.

— But I'm complaining about his behavior.

— You just hate that he is better than you in certain things — he mumbled back.

You inhaled deeply, remembering how your scores on that dance game were always close to his, but never better.

— It's not that… he just annoys me.

Yeosang was right, but you would never agree outloud. When you were thirteen, Seonghwa started being the best student of the class, the best boy of the school, the most talented, everybody loved him. You were just there, beside him, even if you were a great student too, nobody really paid attention to you.

It came a time where not even Seonghwa would pay attention to you. He would hang out with his new friends, with Hongjoong, with the group, but only when you weren’t with them. He talked to you just the bare minimum and it hurted that it seemed like the “fame”  he had in school got to his head. Seonghwa wasn’t the same quiet boy you had met when you were seven, so you decided to not be the excited girl you were back then with him.

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— But seriously, when will Wooyoung just ask her out? It's getting annoying how he never makes a real move.

Hongjoong paid attention to what his friend was talking even if he was choosing new clothes, but the boy didn't believe what he had just heard.

— What are you even talking about, Seonghwa? You know he doesn't like her like that. They are just super close friends.

— I don't know, something on those two just doesn't smell good.

— Yeah, that's your jealousy, because he is still her friend, but you are not. Now, let's go, I'll try this one.

Jealousy? Pff, please! The boy thought while he followed Hongjoong to the fitting room. Why would he be jealous? Just because you chose Wooyoung over him? It was no big deal, Wooyoung was your friend before he had showed up in your life. Sure it annoyed him when you all were younger that you kept meeting up with Wooyoung, when Wooyoung wasn’t present in the group because he was watching a movie with you, when Wooyoung was always hugging you out of nowhere... he may have distanced himself that time.

But it wasn’t jealousy, he convinced himself. Not now. He had nothing to be jealousy of if he didn’t even like you.

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Two weeks later, now at Jongho's house, you had a full studying day. While you, Hongjoong and Seonghwa were in the last year of high school, Yeosang, Yunho, Wooyoung, San and Mingi were in their second year and Jongho was alone in first year. He saw it as an opportunity to nag his hyungs and noona to help him. Needless to say, no one resisted him that long.

The studying session, however, was messy. Snacks crumbles were all over the place, covering books and the floor, San even dropped his chocolate milk on the table. You had a break time to eat something real, so Jongho and Yunho poured soda on glasses and everybody made their own sandwiches to their own likes. Later, you ate ice cream and had to hear a long discussion about mint choco ice cream between San and Hongjoong. You were about to scream, but Seonghwa took a napkin and pressed it against San’s mouth, saying “shut up! I don’t wanna hear any more words”. It worked.

After the studying was over, it was clean time. While you liked everything clean, you hated cleaning, so of course you didn't volunteer yourself. But, through a rock, paper, scissors game, it was decided that you and Seonghwa would do the dishes and clean the living room while Yeosang, Yunho and Hongjoong went to get real dinner. The others went to lay in the backyard and "breath fresh air since the weather is so nice".

— Do you think it is a good idea to let them together? They hate each other. — Yunho commented while Hongjoong started his old car.

— They really don't — Hongjoong answered. Yeosang agreed.

While that, you and Seonghwa were washing plates and throwing knives at each other. Not literally though. Not yet.

— Why are you so bad at rock, paper, scissors? — He teased. — You hate cleaning, should have done better.

— Me?! You were the one who played late and still lost! What did you even do that?

— Well, because I…

You didn’t let him finish, because your head was almost exploding, so you threw drops of water on his face, which soon expressed pure shock. Quickly, he wetted his hands and did the same to you.

— Are you a child?!

— Are you made of sugar?

So a water war started, leaving you both with humid hair and wet faces. It only ended because you slipped on droplets of water on the floor and he caught you before you could hit your head on the counter behind you. When he pulled you forward, you collided with his chest and was at a loss for words for some seconds.

— Are you alright?

You nodded slowly and got away from him when you heard the boys were coming back inside.

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When your birthday came, you were excited and welcomed all the boys and a few girl friends, who couldn't understand why you disliked Seonghwa that much. The boy was perfect and so nice with everyone. You would always roll your eyes with that. Anyways, they all gave you gifts and enjoyed the small party, one of them hoping to see a certain friend of yours. You would play cupid someday. 

Wooyoung entered your house jumping on you as always, kissing your cheek and screaming "happy birthday!". He was a cutie, but, one day, you would lose your hearing. Seonghwa came last and gave you a square shaped gift, not hugging you, just shaking your hand and offering a pause on the rivalry.

— It's your birthday, you should be happy and be better than me at least today.

You smiled, thanked him, but still squeezed his hand until he was saying sorry.

— Come on in, try not to be a pain in the ass. I know sometimes you can’t control it.

— You are it! Ah, nice outfit by the way.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes, taking his gift to your room, you would open all of them later. When you came back to your party, you saw one of your girl friends talking to Seonghwa and… laughing hard? What was wrong with her? He wasn’t even funny.

— Planning his murder again? — Hongjoong bumped his shoulder with yours, following your eyes to Seonghwa.

— What? No! I mean, yes. All the time.

— You can’t fool me, stop lying.

— I’m not lying. He’s here just because he is part of the group.

— You know… he has been talking to me about you.

— Has he? What did he say? — you answered eagerly.

The boy laughed and shook his head.

— I think he doesn’t like how Wooyoung is so close to you.

— Well, it sounds like a him problem — you mumbled. — We are just friends.

While you changed the topic and diverted your attention from the other boy, Seonghwa had excused himself from your friend and went to take a glass of soda. Yeosang followed his friend and asked if he had brought a gift.

— Of course I did. We may be arch-enemies, but it’s her birthday. I know how to be decent.

— And what did you give her? I hope it’s not a bomb.

— It isn’t. — He gave a small smile, but hid it behind his glass.

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When you were alone in your room, you opened the gifts you had received. They were all very nice, you loved them all, but Seonghwa’s probably got deeper to your heart. It was simple, nothing fancy, but held memories of when you were little kids.

— Hwa! You came!

— Of course I did! Is Wooyoung here? — He peeked inside your house. — It’s quiet.

— He is not. — You laughed. — Yeosang went to his house, so today is just me and you. And my mom, but me and you! Hongjoong couldn’t come, he had guitar lessons.

The boy nodded and widened his eyes before speaking again:

— My mom made cookies for us. I-I helped her. — He smiled and handed you a pretty pink container with chocolate cookies inside.

— Really?! That’s so cool! Thank you, Hwa.

That day, you sat around the living room center table, ate the delicious cookies that he insisted on not telling you the recipe, with crayons, colored pencils and paper scattered around you while you two drew and painted several things. You ended up drawing the two of you plus Hongjoong, to symbolize the best friends group formed two years ago in school, but, when you exchanged drawings at the end of the day, you noticed he had drawn only you and him eating cookies and hearts and flowers. It was pretty, so you kissed his cheek before he entered his car.

So, yes, when you saw the same pink container with the same special cookies — you have always loved them, but Seonghwa never told you the recipe — and the drawing you had made years ago inside the gift wrapping, your heart might have clenched and your eyes stung with tears. You kind of missed the old times.

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Joining the boys that night was an idiot choice. You realized that the moment Mingi suggested playing Truth or Dare. Why did he even suggest that? Everybody agreed excitedly, so it was a dead end, at least it wasn't like they would order you to kiss any of them.

But you were wrong. You were so wrong.

As the bottle spun and stopped at you and Yeosang, you knew he would have no mercy. He asked the question and, for some unknown reason, you answered dare. Maybe you would like to see what he had in mind.

Not good things, you concluded after he said "do the pepero game with Seonghwa". You and the boy choked on your own saliva, looking away for a moment. San took the candy out of its package and offered it to his friend.

— Seonghwa? No way. Step aside, I can do this for you — Wooyoung suggested, winking to you, making you smirk playfully.

— No. I’ll do it — the eldest spoke up, making your eyes widen.

Seonghwa took the chocolate stick from San's hand and placed one of the ends between his perfect teeth. Rolling your eyes, but sweating on the inside, you got closer and refused to touch him in any way, which he approved. You put the pepero in your mouth and when San said “start!”, both your and Seonghwa’s mouths got closer, going forward on the stick.

Nobody thought you two would really do it, they actually expected you to poke each other’s eyes with the candy at the moment Yeosang set the dare. But you loved a challenge, so maybe that was why you two were not stopping.  Seonghwa’s hand went to the side of your neck, thumb placed gently on your jaw, and, surprisingly, you said nothing, just kept getting closer and closer, dangerously close.

— Will they… — Jongho started, but did not finish as an impossible scene was happening in front of his eyes. — They are....

The dark chocolate pepero disappeared inside your mouths as they were glued together, sharing a rather steamy kiss. Your hands were entangled in his gray hair and your mind could only think “his hair is soft, his tongue is soft, his lips too and they are so skillful”.

You kept going until Yunho came back from the bathroom and yelled at surprise. At that moment, your minds seemed to clear from some kind of hypnosis and you pushed each other far. You exclaimed “who wants more soda?” and ran to the kitchen, while Seonghwa rested his back on the couch behind him and wiped his mouth with his shirt.

Yeosang went after his sister and the other six boys glared at Seonghwa with a confused look, demanding an explanation. In the kitchen, you downed glasses of water as if they were vodka shots.

— What are you doing?

— Taking his disgusting taste out of my mouth.

Your brother took your shoulders and turned you to him, looking deep in your eyes.

— Stop lying to yourself — he whisper-yelled to your face. — You like him, it’s okay!

— I don’t! It was just…

From the living room, you heard Mingi shouting:

— I can’t believe you really did the Pepero challenge with her! Isn't her your rival or something like that?

— Yes, of course. And? — Seonghwa answered, trying to sound nonchalant while fixing the strands you messed.

— Dude, you just kissed her instead of stopping eating the candy. You’re not rivals. — Yunho slapped his shoulder, as if he was comforting the friend.

— We are! I didn’t even like their kiss that much.

You couldn’t contain yourself, so you shouted back for him to listen:

— Oh, yes, Park Seonghwa, sure you didn’t like my kiss, but maybe you should tell that to your tongue. That was disgusting!

An ovation was heard from the boys and Seonghwa stomped to the kitchen, meeting you in the middle of the way.

— Disgusting, you say now, but your tongue sure didn’t mind when it joined mine. And your hands! They… They were all over my hair! — His fingers pushed his hair back and, once again, you thought how soft it was. — Stop staring!

After shaking your head, you noticed a faint blush on his cheeks and his eyes were restless, searching a safe spot to look at.

— But you held my neck first! You’re not any better.

— Do you two want a little… private time to discuss your feelings? — Yeosang tried, holding a laugh in, because, yes, it was very funny how you and Seonghwa tried to deny your feelings, when he knew this mutual hate was nothing more than masked desire bullshit.

— No! — both shouted together.

Before you run up the stairs to your bedroom, you stuttered and attacked:

— Your… your breath stink!

His eyes widened and of course he could not let you have the last word, let alone those words, so, yes, he followed you, shouting “it doesn’t!”. Your brother laughed at the way the boy’s cheeks were even redder and went back to the living room, offering to watch a movie to his other friends.

Seonghwa arrived at your room before you could close the door and held it with his foot.

— Go away, freak.

— No! Take it back.

— Take what back, Seonghwa? — you sighed, getting tired from the situation.

— My breath doesn’t stink. Take that back.

— I’ll need to check again.

All your movements ceased when you realized what you had said. The boy was still processing if he heard correctly. You left your spot by the door and threw yourself on the bed.

— Did you really say what I think you did?

— Depends. — Your voice came out muffled by the pillow. — What do you think you heard?

As the mattress dipped with additional weight, you shut your eyes, not wanting to look at him. You had basically confessed, right? Slowly, you sat up and kept your stare at your fingers, playing with them if they were the most interesting thing you had ever seen.

— I’m so-

— What are you waiting for then? Kiss me again and check it.

Your eyes widened and you turned your whole body to him. Seonghwa didn’t want to waste any more time, so he cupped a side of your face and leaned in to get your lips with his. The boy’s mouth was moving with yours slowly, tasting it the best he could and his breath definitely didn’t stink.

Going past the shock, your hands went up to his hair once again, caressing his nape and slightly pulling him closer to you, because it was the best kiss you have ever had — among three: your first one, the one that happened earlier that night and the present one —, but still wasn’t enough. Seonghwa’s kisses had plenty of the feelings that your first kiss with your pre-adolescence crush lacked, and you were already addicted. Call it whatever, but you secretly hoped he would kiss you forever.

This desire, however, couldn’t be fulfilled, because air was a thing and apparently you had to get it, but the kiss sure left you feeling on cloud nine.

— So… — he said low, his breath fanning over your wet lips. — Does my breath stink?

— Yeah… no. You’re free of this.

You opened your eyes slowly only to be met with a pair of big, round, shining eyes. The shining eyes you would always notice when you were kids.

— Hey, uhm… I know we are arch-enemies, but… — The boy scratched his neck, looking away from you. — What if we were arch-enemies with benefits?

You wanted to laugh and tease him, but the offer was interesting, so you asked more information about the concept.

— Like… we can hug, kiss, talk, maybe hang out together, but we still tease and compete with each other?

Reader must now be laughing at how silly the boy was, but he looked 100% serious and you gave it a thought before agreeing.

— If I get to kiss and tease you, it’s okay for me.

He chuckled and pulled you to another kiss, that didn’t last because you two were giggling and smiling too much.

— Can we hang out together soon? Just the two of us, I mean. — He caressed your cheek, noticing how it was warm.

— Like a date?

He stumbled on his own words, but nodded.

— Like a date.

— You are so whipped for me, Seonghwa.

— Shut up!

[avungerthatgotaway]

Imagine Avengers finding out that you have a boyfriend

Heyy guys! I made another fanfic, Avengers fining out you have a boyfriend. This one is gonna be about Steve and Bucky the most, others will be just mentioned. Soo for a boyfriend I took one of my current celebrity crushes Jake Bongiovi. I don't think yall lnow him sooo that's why pictures are here. First 2 are of Jake. Things to know are that he's 16 in the story timeline and he's amazing at football. 3rd picture is of band Bon Jovi. Picc is from 80s and I put it here so you understand the plot. Jake's dad is Jon Bon Jovi, he's the middle one. And last picture is of Jon Bon Jovi how he looks now. Sooo this is taking place in 2018 (because of Bon Jovi plot) but I'm not following the Avengers time line. And Jake is originally living in New Jersey, but I had to change it to New York. Hope you enjoy, if you have any advice feel free to write it. And also requests are opened xx

Warnings: none

Genre: I'm not good at deciding this but let's say it's a little drama romance and funny (at least I hope so)

I own nothing except the plot

*and alsooo before I get started, I saw u guys writing a wordcount, but it never shows me when I write ficc so yeaa... any help?😂

You don't know how you ended up kissing Jake, in front of avengers tower, but it happened. He was an incredible guy, you had feelings for him for quite some time now. But you wouldn't admit it. Apparently he had feelings for you too...

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It all started few months ago, when Tony asked you to go with him to Bon Jovi's Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inducting. A big fan of rock music you are, you said yes right away. It was amazing! So exciting! And Tony as Tony had some backstage passes, because he just HAD to meet the band. You trailed behind him backstage, and told him you're gonna get yourself a drink. You poured some apple juice in your cup, when suddenly you bumped into someone. It was a gorgerous boy, he couldn't be much older than you. The problem was that he held his phone in one hand, and you had a cup of juice in yours, so somehow his phone ended up in your juice now...

Finally he looked down at you. "Ohh I'm so sorry" he said. You were shocked. His phone is basically dead now, and he apologises. It wasn't even his fault. It was soo different than guys you're used to. "Ohh no, it's my fault, I'm sorry. And your phone is dead now sorry." "No need to apologise, I should've watched where I was going. And never mind for the phone. What's your name?" he asked. "It's Y/N." "It's a beautiful name. I'm Jake, nice to meet you." ...

And that's where you guys clicked. You exchanged phone numbers, and started texting each other. Soon you found out that Jake is living in New York, as you. It didn't take him long to ask you out. You went out as friends at least once a week.

-

Today was different tho. He was acting a little weird, even nervous. When he walked you to Avengers tower, he became even more nervous. "Wait Y/N, I gotta something to tell you first uhmm..." "Huh? What is it?" "Well, I uhmm.. I- " "Jake what's goi-" and that's all you got to say, because in next moment you felt his lips on yours. It was the best feeling ever. When you parted, he said "I love you Y/N. I know it's too soon, but I've had this feelings for a long time." "I love you too Jake." you simply replied, and hugged him.

What you didn't know is that 2 best friends avengers were watching you from a window, plotting Jakes death, how dare he kisses you!?!?"

-

You said your goodbyes to Jake, and went to tower. You wanted to call your friend and tell what happened AsAp. But, you had to be careful, avengers can't hear you. Especially Steve and Bucky.

-

You became an avenger when Steve showed up in your doorstep telling you to help him with something in Germany. You had water powers, so your family didn't like you. When everything ended, Steve and Tony stopped arguing. Steve offered you to stay with them, and you accepted. Sice then, avengers were like a family to you. Steve and Bucky were like brothers. 2 best friends since childhood, and two of them mostly watched over you. They were always there for you, but they were protective. You couldn't imagine what poor Jake would go through if they found out about you.

-

As soon as you came in, you've heard someone clearing throat behind you. "Bucky we said we don't need dramatic coughs!" You reckognised vioce as Steves. "It's called leaving an impression Steve". You turned around, and saw Bucky rolling his eyes at Steve. But Steve was wasting no time "Who is that boy you just kissed Y/N? Why are you even kissing someone, you are just 16!" You decided to tell the truth, I mean if they saw you kissing, there's not much left to say. "Well, he is my boyfuhwhwu-" your response got muffled by Buckys hand. "Don't even say that word out loud. You are totally not allowed to have a boyfriend" Bucky said. "Whaat? How can you forbid me to have a boyfriend?!?? You can't do it." "Well, seems like I just did. No boyfriend until you get married" Buck replied. "No no no" Steve said "she'll need to date a guy before they get married. What if he's an idiot? He's totally gonna be an idiot. So maybe it's better of she doesn't date at all." "I agree. We need to set an age restriction to dating. What do you think is optimal?" Bucky asked. "Well, you know 37 isn't that bad. But if we're already that close, let's say 40, so it's easier to remember." "40 is okay for me. Than it's setteled. 40 it is."

"HEEEY I'M HERE IF YOU DIDN'T NOTICE!!" you yelled.

"Well it's your lucky day Y/N! You have to wait only 24 years more to date!" Bucky exclaimed.

You tried arguing with guys some more, but ut didn't work out well. You ended up in you room, still kinda angry when you got a text from Jake:

"Hey Captain America just left my room. He threatened he'll kill me if I continiue dating you, uhmm... I'm confused??"

[mx-in-words]

Jooheon friends-to-lover!AU.

Fluff, some angst. Kind of smut maybe? Nothing big.

That's my first au so please let me know if you guys liked. Enjoy ♡

~ I'm so soft for this picture shit

So, my english it's not good at all but I will give this shot okay? Sorry anyway

You are a artist in your "free time" and during the day you actually work in yours parent's company, since you did administrative college and the work pay your bills - also, it's not bad at all. It's a tourism company so you just enjoy taking care about the most political things.

It happens that you know Hyungwon because your parent's and his parent's know each other for a looong time, which it's okay for you??? Yeah, hyung it's a nice guy... but you just don't like him that much, not that close friends you know?

It's Friday night, your friends are in your apartment listening some Lo-Fi Playlist while taking about boring stuff of life, broken hearts memorys and how you all love the idea of having a art gallery together. Some of them are plastic artists, some are photographer's , writers and of course, like you, the painters.

The wine and some crazy cocktails with too much vodka were making everyone's take long laughs and blush more than normally.

You just stopped a moment to appreciate your friends.

" hey y/n, wake up lil bitch, can you do this for me?" You shaked your head to pay attention in your friend.

" hm, sorry, what? " you turn completely to her, showing that you're absolutely focusing on her straight away.

" please help me with your friend hyungwon~~~ " she was making the cutest face ever, you rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smile. Your thoughts actually came seen both of them as a couple and Yeah, can work quite good... why not?

" sure, but you know his an idol right? The only reason why any of the fans have killed me yet it's because they know that we are like cousins, almost family and we are not THAT close."

She keeps saying how you should help her and you just did it.

After thinking a lot you called hyungwon with a good idea in your head.

" hey sleephead, how are you?" You smile, FaceTiming with the most sleepy boy ever.

" I am a very hard worker miss y/n! I am going to see you in the barbecue in two days, why did you call me?" The fact that his voice was so soft and calm made your heart melt for your friend.

" I am not going to the barbecue... neither are you actually..." " it's that so?" He laugh putting his hands on his mouth

" yes mister, I will tell why!!!! Party at my place, pizza and some snacks, my crazy but very artistic friends anddd your idols friends. What do you think?"

"yes mister, I will tell why!!!! Party at my place, pizza and some snacks, my crazy but very artistic friends anddd your idols friends. What do you think?"

"sounds GReAT! Let's do it but I am bringing the alcohol because literally you are weiiird" he rolled his eyes.

" whatt? What do you mean crackhead?"

" if I put sugar plus sixteen shots of vodka its your perfect drink, but if I gave you a sip of beer you're making the most gross face ever!"

you literally said that you will kill him but he's right. You ended the call, thinking that you know hyungwon for decades but never meet his members.

Of course you knew monsta x, you're not a dumb shit but you never talked to them. Only Wonho, twice, he was in hyungwon bedroom and pick up your call but that's it.

you texted to your friends in the chat group saying about your plan to get hyungwon with your friend, but nothing very pushy... just to give a little hand.

You searched the names of the others members and find yourself having,,, a,,, crush in ... jooheon?

WHO IS HIM OH FUCK HE'S LOOKS GOOD UHUM.

You decided that the best thing you can really do is sleep and let it go. He's an idol, nop, let it go girl...

this two finals days have been very slow but not boring, actually you worked very hard and everything was looking just fine,,, which is strange!!!! But you just thought " yeah maybe life is planning something huh? I can see it coming"

okay, Friday night, you were getting your makeup ready, really soft glam but nothing too big. Dressing a revealing outfit but very comfy also, high waisted ripped jeans with a white cropped and a militar jacket. Your hair was beautiful, just do way you like it and you smile seeing the final result.

your friends were coming and soon hyungwon was in your door, holding a lot of snacks and the drinks. You greet him and two of the members that get in with him: minhyuk and shownu.

Minhyuk was really loud and that matched with your friends just instantly. Shownu was more quiet but he's sweet personality make everyone fell warm around him.

Soon Chankyun, Wonho and Kihyun arrived. Everyone was playing a drinking game and no sign of jooheon. You didn't want to make this weird question because you didn't know him anyway.

The bottle was pointing you and hyungwon.

"So loser, truth or dare?"

" Dare but remember that I have some photos of you before you fixed your eyebrows so be careful"

you were like BiTCh ShUUUt UPPP okay ~~ " yeah yeah chill boy, I dare you to give a kiss IN THE CHEAK CALM DOWN in the two most beautiful girls here"

he let a sign but just smiled, he got up and kissed your cheak - of course since he likes to breath - and OMG YOUR FRIEND OH SHIT IS HAPPENING.

everyone just give them a " uhuhhhh" " nice"

you hear the door and opened very quickly.

" hi, you're y/n right? " and that was it. Your heart just skipped a beat, the most handsome men with the brightest and most beautiful smile in the world was right in front of you.

" yes! Hi, come in, jooheon right?" You give him space to come in. Calm. The. Fuck.down.

every since jooheon got in, the game got more focused in actually make people drink, everyone was wasted in less than two hours.

" hyungwon" Wonho was supposed to ask a true " is it true that you said to us to not even look at y/n BUT if someone was suppose to do that it can only be jooheon?"

you blushed very hard trying to not laugh and jooheon did the same, what on Earth is happening?

" yes but really y/n!!! jooheon and you!!! I always wanted to introduce both of you but I don't want to make things weird." Hyungwon was saying slowly, moving his hands and petting your head like a lil kid.

The night continued and you finded yourself in the kitchen putting more snacks when jooheon was right next to you.

one minute was like hey and other both of you were talking about the music industry and real talents,, like bffs omg.

" yeah like Chris Brown its nice but he's sexist!!! Look, you and your band can't even get a fucking tattoo and guys like him can beat up his girlfriend or some of them can rape woman and everyone still liking them? Unfair to me bro. " you said eating one of the chips.

" yo you are so fucking right! Like wtf he can be good but that's a lot of new good people that will act like Jesus to get one percent of this guys fame" He said very seriously.

you two keep talking until your friends called you in a rush.

everyone was pointing to the roof, where the window was open and you could see hyungwon very close to your friend, FLIRTING AF!!! YOU WERE SO PROUND AND HAPPY.

" wow I think you are a Cupid right? " jooheon smiled at me and we joined to everyone's conversation until 3 am.

when everyone left, jooheon put his hand in your shoulder and asked your number. You give it to him smiling, saying that you will wait for his text.

since that day, everyday that passed you and jooheon became inseparable and you just felt so safe and warm with him.

after four mouths, he became your bestie. No, you didn't tell your feelings because you were afraid!!!! He's too much, you can't!!!

' can I just come over to cuddle with you? Tough day :( ' he texted you. 'Sure dude, doors, my sofa and my arms are open to you.' You texted back.

'on my way little bee' since you called him joohoney or just honey, he started to call you lil bee, it was cute sure thing but made your heart beat faster than normal, what is not actually good.

" heey little bee, I am here" he said closing the door " I brought you Chinese food".

" I can't live without you anymore, you bring me food!" You hugged him but he hugged you tight, for maybe more than just 20 seconds. " hey joohoney, are you okay?"

- he looked at you with tearing eyes, shaking his head in a no. You hold his hand but pushed him to the sofa. You put a blanket on him, brought his food for him, putting in the table in front of him and hugged him inside the blanket.

" you know you can tell me anything right?" I smiled to him, holding his hands.

" y/n " he looked deep in your eyes " please tell me you don't see me only as a friend."

you have no answer. Of course you don't, but what if... You don't want to screw up everything, you don't see yourself without jooheon anymore. Also the fans, the idol life, your busy jobs...

" please look at me and say that you feel the same. Say that you want me too"  he was really close to you, you can feel his slow breath and how good he smells.

fuck it.

you kissed him. You don't know why but you just did it, and giiiiirl it was dawn good.

his lips were smooth, he put his hands in your face to make the kiss more deep but still soft.

you just feel him anywhere everywhere and all you could think is " why did it take so long? I been ready for this kiss since hyungwon get it monsta x"

since you were apart now, jooheon hugged you and whispered in you ear " please be mine, please"

you felt goosebumps and look at him again. You felt his lips on yours once again but this time hungry, with passion and desire. You couldn't stop, we was addictive, like a dream but so much intense.

his hands now were all over your body and he layed you down in the sofa. The make out session was becaming something more. He's volume now was pressing against your sex and you could feel yourself getting more and more wet every kiss and everytime his hands traveled for your body.

" we should stop right now or I will be hard for me to stop, princess" he whispered looking to you breathless.

" please don't stop jooheon" you said that with all your heart, you need him. " I need you".

that was all jooheon need to know. He didn't stop and girl, cof cof the boy IS GOOD.

you slept together cuddling in your sofa, naked and feeling like finally things were right.

in the next day, you woke up and turn over to see jooheon. He was sleeping like an angel, he was so beautiful and that was scary for you, why would he choose you?

" what is going on in this pretty head huh?" He asked slowly opening his eyes and giving you a soft kiss in your forehead.

" nothing, just happy to be with you."

" God, I am waiting for this for so long, don't ever let go, I am really in love with you y/n so please be my girlfriend."

you smiled and nodded, kissing him. " of course, you're my honey boyfriend, and I am in love with you too"

since this day you were a couple.

jooheon was the best boyfriend.

rap battles to see who gets the last slice of pizza.

pillow talk with some chill lo-fi. Deep stuff and the most funniest inside jokes that make you cry for laughing so hard.

sometimes when you open the door for him he just closes the door with you and take you right there ;) " I been thinking about you and your sexy body the hole day, do you know how crazy I am for you?".

trying to cook for you in the dorms but kihyun and minhyuk can't let him live in peace.

watch some classic films with you. Cry in some fluffy scenes and says how grateful he is for having you :').

making you massages in bad days.

but honestly he is so jealous about hyungwon and you. Even tho hyungwon and your friend are dating for longer than you two.

no big deal, he just get like " please give me more attention I love you more than him :( " and it's a big teddy bear uwu.

... part 2 is here.