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ohmytyong · 2 years ago

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spin the bottle

part of @rrxnjun 's "the crush chronicles" collab

PAIRING: childhood friend!donghyuck x female!reader (side pairing: friend!yangyang x friend!karina)

GENRE: college au, childhood friends to lovers, fluff, slightly angsty, coming-of-age, mc and hyuck grow apart and then become friends (or lovers!!) again, best friend!yangyang, best friend!karina, xiaojun and giselle are mentioned a couple times

WARNINGS: mentions of food, explicit language, alcohol consumption, mentions and use of drugs, smoking, vomiting, use of pet names (barely lol), probably a bit too fluffy at the end, the side couple is lowkey more interesting than the main couple (oops), super cliché plot line, not proofread (please let me know if i missed anything)

WC: 21,2 k (oops lol)

‣[PLAYLIST]: amusement park by baekhyun, can i call you tonight? by dayglow, on the way by nct dream, fallingforyou by the 1975

SUMMARY: you knew you loved lee donghyuck ever since you met him, when the two of you were little kids. you had become best friends and were practically inseparable. until one day, donghyuck had to leave town and he also had to leave you. however, your feelings for him only grew stronger and stronger and you knew you had to confess to him when you met him again in college. but all this time, you kept suppressing them and you were always left wondering one thing; if he ever loved you back.

A/N: wow i can't believe it's finally here!! i've spent months working on this fic and i can say i'm very proud for actually finishing it. thank you everyone for being excited for it and especially thanks to @rrxnjun and the collab call for giving me the basis for developing this idea <3 enjoy reading this fic and don't forget to give me feedback, it helps me a lot<33

read on wattpad / ao3

You were five years old when you first fell in love. Or at least you thought you did. You could never know what falling in love meant at such a young age. But that’s how you want to describe it. Because your feelings for him could not be compared to how you felt about other boys. He could not be compared to other boys. That’s why you fell in love with him. But he didn’t fall in love with you. Or if he did, he never showed it.

Loud cheerful screams were the sound echoing in your ears, mixed with the soothing dreamy music coming from the merry-go-round ahead of you. The gate in front of you seemed ginormous in comparison to your small body. Rainbow fairy lights were climbing up the sides of the gate, confetti glued in between each one of them. White balloons were tied to the top and bottom corners of the pillars, leading up to the bright red and gold sign at the top which read ‘Welcome to Dreamland’.

Your eyes were roaming around the place, looking up to the sky and then left and right to the amusement park your mum took you. Soft awes and chuckles left your lips every time you spotted something new. Everything seemed magical in your eyes, the music and the colors transporting your little brain to different dimensions; this was indeed dreamland.

You stopped in front of the merry-go-round and inspected it. The blue, gold and white horses were moving up and down to the rhythm of the music, kids were riding them with cheerful smiles on their faces. You wanted to go there too. You looked at your mother to ask her to get on the merry-go-round. You opened your mouth when-

“Y/n! Y/n!” a cheery voice was calling your name. You stopped to look towards the direction of the sound, only to spot your best friend. “Yangyang!”

You let go of your mother’s hand and sprinted towards him, capturing him into a tight hug. “Wanna go to the horses?” you asked him eagerly.

“Yes! Let’s go” he agreed and your mothers helped you get on the merry-go-round. After all, it was your favorite.

You and Yangyang went on almost every ride of the amusement park. You loved bumper cars, you went on the ferris wheel with your mothers and went on almost twenty rounds on the kids’ roller coaster. You even tried to catch a teddy bear at the claw machines, but you couldn’t get the chance to do so.

After hours of trying all of the amusement park rides, your little stomach started growling and the smell of food everywhere around you only triggered your hunger more. You passed by the food canteens, smelling and taking in all the delicious scents. "What should I choose?" you thought. Just then, you spotted a stand with something strange looking; it was multi-colored fluff on sticks. Cotton candy. You had never seen it before, so you had to try it.

“Mum! I want to try this! It looks like clouds! I want the pink one!”

Your mum agreed and bought you and Yangyang one stick of cotton candy each, while his mum bought you drinks.

You went over to the tables to sit and eat your cotton candy. You sat down on a chair and took a bite. You didn’t know what to expect, but the sugary flavor definitely met those expectations.

“Wow, it tastes so pink! And it feels like the clouds! It's so fluffy!” your mother laughed at your excitement and agreed.

Yangyang was eating his cotton candy too, but he suddenly grabbed your hand and dragged you down the chair. “Let’s go for a walk. Mum, can we go for a walk?” he turned to ask his mother.

His mum shrugged. “Okay, but not too far from here, I want to see you” she said and we left, grinning.

Obviously, you didn’t listen to her. You liked the freedom you had at that moment, so you went strolling through the entire amusement park.

You and Yangyang were holding each other’s hand so that neither of you run away and got lost. Your other hands were holding the cotton candy. You felt so small among the other people and the huge amusement park rides, but you liked it. You felt at ease.

Yangyang let go of your hand and started skipped in front of you. “In the count of three I’ll start running and you will chase after me to catch me!” he said leaving you still.

“No! Yangyang, I can’t run fast!”

Yangyang didn’t listen to you. He smirked instead and started counting. “One, Two. Three!”

“Wait!” you yelled, but he had already run away.

You sighed and started running through the crowd too. You could still spot him in between other people, but you couldn’t run that fast and stumbled when taking longer steps.

Yangyang stopped and turned back to look at you. He smiled and yelled. “Come on, you’re almost there!” and resumed running.

You were breathing heavily, your feet were feeling sore, and you couldn’t move with ease through the crowd. You took a deep breath and gathered all your energy to run as fast as you could. Your only focus was to catch your friend Yangyang, who was now walking backwards looking at you with a smug expression. You had blocked out your surroundings entirely and didn’t notice that another boy was running too. And he was running towards your direction.

Yangyang was now standing, waiting for you to catch him. “I got you!” you shouted before you let out a scream and fell on the ground. The other boy was running fast too, which ended in him bumping into you. Both of you and the other boy fell down on your butts, the cotton candy you were holding was now smashed and dropped on the ground too.

“No! My fluff!” you frowned, tears already forming in the corners of your eyes.

Yangyang was shocked to see you fall. He came over to you to help you get up, smoothening your dress. “Are you okay Y/n? I’m sorry, I didn’t want to get you hurt” he was the one that sounded more hurt.

“It’s okay Yangyang” you reassured him. “But my fluff fell too! I wanted to eat it!” you whined.

Yangyang hugged you. “Don’t worry, we’ll buy a new one."

The other boy steadily stood up by himself. “I’m sorry, I was running too. I didn’t see you.” The boy said, his head lowered.

Neither you or Yangyang responded, so he lifted his head slowly to look at you. “I can buy you cotton candy if you’d like. Sorry” he apologized again.

But you couldn’t speak now either. He looked at you with sorrow eyes, plump lips forming a pout. You took a moment to really look at him. His skin was darker than yours, he was slightly taller than you, his bowl-cut covered his eyebrows, moles on his cheek and neck.

You didn’t know why, but you felt your stomach clench. You cleared your throat and spoke. “Don’t be sorry, I was running too.”

The boy nodded. “My name is Donghyuck. What’s yours?” he asked.

“I’m Y/n and this is my friend Yangyang” you pointed at your friend beside you and he flashed a bright smile to the other boy, Donghyuck.

Donghyuck smiled too and you felt your stomach clench again. “Do you guys want to be friends?” he asked and both you and Yangyang nodded. “Yes let’s be friends! Do you wanna go ride the bumper cars?” Yangyang said and grabbed both yours and Donghyuck's hands.

That’s the first memory you had of him. The first time you saw him, and the first time you've ever felt this weird clenching feeling in your stomach. This was a memory you would always cherish and always remember dearly. But you weren't really sure if he held this memory as close to his heart as you did.

Beep. Pause. Beep

Why isn’t he picking up the phone? You had called Yangyang three times already. Where is he?

You put your phone in your pocket and grabbed the books you needed for your next class from your locker. As you locked it, an arm linked with yours and dragged you to the corridor.

“Are you ready for this new semester? I heard new students transferred to our department, they might be hot” your best friend Jimin was smirking, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Yeah they might be, but I have a class now and Yangyang isn’t here, I can’t cover up for him on the first day!” you complained.

“Oh come on Y/n, you know how he is. He probably slept in, he’ll be here, don’t worry” she said and you nodded.

You were walking towards your class, greeting a few of your old colleagues on the way. It was your third year of college already, but it still felt like your first day.

You and Jimin parted ways and went to your respective classes. You agreed to meet up later for coffee and lunch, after classes ended.

The amphitheater was almost full; you managed to spot an empty seat at the back of the room and hurried to sit there before someone else took that seat.

You sat down and placed the books on top of the desk. You checked your phone again and saw that Yangyang had now texted you.

[Yangles]

slept in. don’t save me a seat

ttyl :)

Typical Yangyang. You sighed and put your phone aside as the lecture was about to start.

For the next two hours, you couldn’t concentrate on the lecture because of the group of friends chatting behind you. If you were honest, their conversation was a lot more interesting than the lecture.

The girls behind you kept talking about the new students at the computer engineering department. You heard comments such as “oh he is so hot” and “they looked at me and winked”. Oh Jimin is gonna love the tea.

The lecture finally ended and you headed towards the coffee shop in which Jimin asked you to meet her. You sent her a text to let her know you’re on your way. As you were typing the text, suddenly an arm slung around your shoulder. So you let out a loud-ass scream.

“Guess who’s here!” Yangyang exclaimed, a wide grin plastered across his face, eyes bright, his loud voice a bit too close to your ear. If you ever become deaf, it’s all his fault.

“Oh good morning to you too Yangyang, I’m fine thanks and you?” you said ironically and he rolled his eyes at your comment.

“Cut the ironies bestie, I met Donghyuck earlier” he said and your feet froze and stayed glued right where you were standing.

But you haven’t seen him in years. He moved out of town when you were fifteen, right before high school, because his parents found a better job. He had promised both you and Yangyang that he would call and maybe even visit you whenever he could. And he kept his promise for a while, but after things got tougher with school, his phone calls and occasional visits stopped.

Your stomach clenched. You gulped and removed Yangyang’s arm from your shoulder. “what do you mean Donghyuck is here?”

“I mean that Donghyuck is here” he said, rolling his eyes again, but his tone was serious. “He transferred to the computer engineering department. I came across him on campus and met his friends too. Real cool guys. He asked me about you too.”

“He did?” you regret speaking, because you didn’t expect your voice to come out that shaky.

“Um yeah, why wouldn’t he? He wants us to meet and hang out, just like the good old days. Are you free now?”

“No, I’m actually meeting Jimin for coffee now. I was texting her before you scared the shit out of me” you said.

Yangyang laughed. “Okay, I’ll see you later then. I’ll tell Hyuck you said hi” he squeezed your cheek and left.

But you were still standing frozen, trying to comprehend what Yangyang just told you. Donghyuck is back. He is back and you couldn’t wait to see him again. So he does remember you. There must be a reason why he didn’t contact you all these years. People’s lives change, right? Does he still look as pretty as he did back then? Does he still care about you as he did back then? All these questions started forming one after the other in your head, but you couldn’t distract yourself from the clenching feeling in your stomach. In fact, these exact questions were to blame for causing you this feeling.

You were ten years old when you fell in love again. Not that you ever fell out of love. But at least now you were sure about your feelings. It wasn’t something you had made up; it was rather a confirmation that you had loved him ever since the day you saw him.

You had went to the park with Yangyang and Donghyuck. The three of you decided to do sports in the park; Yangyang took his skateboard with him and Yangyang took his bike. You, however, didn’t take anything with you; you didn’t know how to skate and you certainly didn’t know how to ride a bike. You just wanted to tag along because you had fun spending time with your friends.

But Donghyuck had offered to help you learn how to ride a bike. Yangyang bursted out laughing so hard when Donghyuck said that. “I tried to teach her how to skate once and let me tell you, I wouldn’t even think about teaching her how to ride a bike” Yangyang said.

Yangyang always found his way to make fun of you. He didn’t do it in order to be mean; it was anything but that. He liked teasing you because you would get annoyed and then he would apologize because he felt bad. “I didn’t mean it Y/n” he would say. “I know” you always responded.

But that day Donghyuck was present in this conversation. What you didn’t expect was for him to stand up for you. “Well, in her defense Yangyang” he started “skating is too hard. It needs patience both by the skater and the student. The bike is a bit easier to handle. I think Y/n can do it”.

Every time Donghyuck spoke about you, your stomach clenched. You didn’t know what it was about him that made you feel this way. Was it his eyes? His smile? His honey skin? His soft voice? His kindness and humor? The way he treated you? You didn’t know.

Yangyang agreed with Donghyuck. “You’re right, I didn’t mean what I said. Just so you know. I think you can do this Y/n” he said, his smile fading.

“Don’t apologize Yangles, I know you didn’t mean it” you said and his signature grin appeared on his face again.

You eventually learned how to ride a bike. Donghyuck helped you every time; he taught you how to keep your balance, held you every time you were about to fall and did it every day until you were finally able to do it on your own.

One day he asked you to go to the park to ride your bikes together. Yangyang said he couldn’t come because he felt sick. So it was just you and Donghyuck.

You always felt such comfort with him. He reminded you of a warm summer day in nature. His pure gaze felt like the sun rays hitting your skin, his plump lips seemed to be as soft as the cotton fields, his laugh livelier than the chirping birds. He was comfort himself.

That day the two of you went biking, you couldn’t help but smile at the way you felt. You felt free, independent, powerful. The world surrounding you was in a haze, the only sight you could see was him, the only sound you could hear was his voice.

But sometimes it felt nice not hearing his voice. It meant that he was at peace, and you were too. You had left your bikes standing against a tree and the two of you sat down on the grassy ground to just stare at the sunset. You both loved the sunset.

Donghyuck’s arm was resting on your lower back, his head leaning towards yours, which was resting on his shoulder. Sometimes, when you sat in a position like this, you would try to match your breathing with his. If you were to be honest, you would admit that it was quite hard.

Donghyuck’s gaze was set on the colorful sea of clouds ahead of him, You did the same. He didn’t turn to look at you when he spoke up. “You know, Y/n, at moments like this, I realise how much I enjoy spending time with you. You are truly the best friend I could ever have. I would never leave you, okay?”

The words he uttered at this exact moment confirmed that you sure loved him. More than just a friend. But you could never open up to him about this. He could never know. Not when he wasn’t feeling the same. Not when he didn’t keep his promise.

Jimin was sitting at a coffee table near the window, sipping from a white plastic cup while texting on her phone. You skipped towards her and sat down on the chair opposite from hers. “Donghyuck is here”.

She put down both her cup and her phone and looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. “What? Don’t tell me he’s one of the transfer students” she said.

“Well, apparently he is” you said. “Yangyang told me. They’ve already met. Plus, he asked about me”.

Jimin’s bottom lip dropped down to her jaw. “What?” she said again. “Okay, when are we meeting him? I need to have a word with him”.

You laughed at her reaction. “Stop it Jimin, I’m over him now. It’s been years since I had a crush on him.” you said.

“I don’t believe you. You can’t trick me with that. I won’t fall for it.” she said, her tone serious. “I know you dated and all, but you always compared everyone to Donghyuck. You expect me to believe that you moved on?”

You rolled your eyes and sighed. “Whatever” you said.

The two of you paused for a moment before Jimin spoke up. “Do you think he got even hotter?”

You laughed at her comment and playfully slapped her forearm. “Stop it Jimin!”. She was now laughing too. “I don’t know, okay? He might be.” you said.

“Do you want to see him?” Jimin asked you and your eyes shifted down to your lap.

You seriously didn’t know. A part of you wanted to see him, talk to him, hug him and feel him again, ask him about his life and interests, spend time with him. But a part of you was scared; scared that if you saw him, you would fall in love with him again.

“My guess is that you do. Come on, I missed him a bit too” Jimin said and you chuckled. “Now, how about we get you some coffee and you tell me about your day, hm?” Jimin asked and you nodded in agreement.

The next day Yangyang insisted on picking you up from your dorm and driving you to your classes. He felt bad he missed the first day of the semester so he decided to make up for standing you up by driving you to class. You grabbed your phone to text him and let him know that you were ready but he beat you to it. He was already parked outside the dorm complex waiting for you in his car.

You opened the door from the passenger’s side and got inside the car. “Hey” you greeted him and he did the same, flashing you his signature wide grin.

“Don’t make plans for later. We’re going out tonight. You, me and Donghyuck” he said after he turned on the engine.

The mention of this specific name took you aback. You muttered a small “okay” and you hoped he heard you the first time so you wouldn’t have to repeat it. “Should I tell Jimin to tag along? She said she would like to hang out all together too” you asked.

Yangyang shrugged. “Yeah sure, I haven’t seen her in a while. Hyuck would love to see her too” he said.

You thanked him for agreeing to invite Jimin and smiled at him. But you couldn’t ignore the clenching feeling that appeared again in your stomach.

Your thoughts carried you away and you didn’t realize you had already arrived at campus. Yangyang parked the car and both of you exited it. You exchanged a short conversation of “see you later” and “text me for any news” and went to your respective classes.

The day went by in a flash. It was already afternoon and you were in your dorm with Jimin, your closet wide open, clothes scattered all over the bed.

You let out a frustrated sigh. “I officially don’t have any clothes” you whined.

“No, you do,” Jimin said, “you’re just nervous. And I don’t even know the reason why, I thought you were over Donghyuck, right?”

“Jimin please, you’re making this even harder!” you whined again.

Jimin got up from the chair and stood in front of your closet. She searched through the racks and the drawers for a while until she stopped and put an outfit on your bed. “Here,” she said, “get dressed. And do it quickly. We’re gonna be late”.

You complied and took the clothes to get dressed. It’s just a meet up with old friends. Nothing to be stressed about. You didn’t have a crush on Donghyuck anymore either. You were probably nervous, or rather excited, because you hadn’t seen him in a long time. Yeah, that’s probably why.

You were supposed to meet Yangyang and Donghyuck at the local diner. Yangyang promised to be there earlier so that you and Jimin wouldn’t have to be the ones to wait for them. You weren’t sure whether you should believe him or not; every time he promises to be early, there’s only gonna appear something on his way to make him late.

Jimin offered to drive the two of you to the diner that you were supposed to meet your friends at. You’ve been to this diner before, you’re going out with your best friends, just a normal night out. But why is your heart beating so hard? Why does it feel like it’s about to rip your chest apart and fly out of your body?

Jimin parked the car in the diner’s parking lot. You spotted Yangyang’s car in the parking lot too, two figures standing beside it. It must be them. It must be him.

“Hello? Are you listening to me?” Jimin waved her hand in front of your face and you quickly snapped out of your thoughts. “I see them, let’s go” she said and exited the car.

You imitate her movements and get out of the car too. Jimin noticed your uneasiness, so she linked her arm with yours and walked with you towards the boys.

Yangyang and Donghyuck seemed to have a conversation about something and didn’t realize you were right there, standing in front of them. “We’re here” Jimin spoke up and the two boys turned their bodies to look at us.

Your gaze immediately fell on the boy that made your heart beat and break at the same time. Black leather jacket hanging from his shoulders, black skinny jeans and boots covering his long legs, comma-styled black hair exposing his forehead. You locked eyes with him, his chocolate ones piercing through yours, plump lips sliding upwards to a wide smile. You swear you saw sparkles in his eyes for a second. Only your heart knew the answer.

“Y/n” Donghyuck breathed out and you returned his smile, before you threw yourself on him and embraced him tightly.

He started laughing. “I missed you so much” he said in your ear and you were thankful he wasn’t able to see your face because your cheeks were almost on fire. “Cute, but I wish I could say the same bitch-ass” you laughed too.

“Oh shut up, you haven’t seen me in years and this is the treatment I get?”.Of course he clapped back. Typical Donghyuck. And right there and then, it felt as if not a single day had passed.

You hugged him tightly. You forgot how comfortable he felt. He had rested his chin in the crook of your neck and you stood on the tips of your toes to do the same. He had definitely grown a bit taller since the last time you saw him. You took a moment to remember his scent, to feel his touch, to hear his voice. And then the clenching feeling was there again.

Yangyang cleared his throat. “Um, we’re here too, you know” he trailed off. You and Donghyuck broke the hug and Donghyuck motioned Yangyang and Jimin to join you in a group hug. Your cheekbones hurt because you were smiling so hard. Your heart fluttered. You were happy.

Yangyang was the first one to break off the hug because he started whining and said he was hungry, so he went inside the diner and invited us in. Donghyuck followed shortly after him, leaving you and Jimin behind. Jimin turned at you and mouthed “girl he’s so hot” and went inside the diner. Typical Jimin, you thought.

Time seemed to have stopped and felt like you were trapped in a loop. Spending time with your favorite people, laughing, talking, reminiscing about the past while making plans for the future. You only stopped the conversations when you had to take a bite from your food or take a sip from your drink. Yangyang didn’t seem to be bothered by that though.

“So,” Donghyuck started and you shifted your gaze to your drink “are you still dating that guy Y/n?”

Oh he was talking to you. You looked up at him, confused. “Who? Dejun? Well, no, we broke up, like, so long ago” you said.

“Yeah he yeeted his way out to be a model in China or something, honestly who even cares? I almost forgot about him” Yangyang said after he emptied his glass of beer.

Donghyuck chuckled at Yangyang’s remark and went back to eating his food. Jimin kicked you under the table and when you looked at her side, she was smirking.

“Well Yangyang, how about you tell us about your relationship, hm?” you asked him and he choked on his food. He started coughing and Donghyuck patted him on his back to help him breathe.

“Let's not talk about it bestie, okay? I know I fucked up” he said after he caught his breath.

“Why what happened? Donghyuck asked, intrigued.

Jimin was the one who spoke this time. “He's supposed to be dating this girl but he never texts her, calls her or takes her out. Basically he never wants to spend time with her. I seriously don’t know why she hasn’t broken up with him yet”.

Yangyang lowered his eyes. “It’s not like I don’t wanna see her,” he muttered, “but I may or may not have lost feelings and I kinda don’t know how to tell her”.

“Maybe if you weren’t such a coward you would confront her and stop playing with her. It’s that easy you know. Whether you love or don’t love someone anymore, you should tell them before it’s too late” you told him.

“Sounds brave coming from you, Y/n” his response caught you off guard. You threw a piercing glare at him and before you opened your mouth to speak, Jimin spoke over you. “Maybe we should change the topic, what do you think?” she said.

You and Yangyang exchanged a look and focused your attention on your food. Donghyuck chuckled at the interaction between you and your best friend, but he didn’t say anything.

The rest of the night went on smoothly and you soon forgot about the tension between you and Yangyang from earlier. He was right though. You should consider your own advice sometimes. Why can’t you tell Donghyuck you like him? Why didn’t you tell him when you had the chance to do so? Your feelings for him began to resurface and it was just the first time you saw him after years. You couldn’t let yourself make the same mistake again.

The entire night you and Donghyuck kept throwing hidden glances at each other. You caught him staring at you multiple times and if you were honest with yourself, you did stare at him too. You couldn’t ignore the fact that he looked beautiful. He had always been beautiful.

Your mind, however, was focused on something else, something you wanted to have an answer to. Why did he stop reaching out for you when he left? You needed to know the reason why. He must have had a reason. You tried to push this thought aside and allowed yourself to have a good time. I’ll ask him another time, you thought.

You were fifteen years old when you had your first kiss. And it was none other than Lee Donghyuck himself who stole it from you. Part of you believed that the reason you were so attached to him even now was because of that day; he gave you your first kiss. But a part of you knew that the kiss was the incident that tied everything together.

Donghyuck announced one day that the company his parents worked in was moving their main offices to a different town, so they had to move away from this place. The same day, you announced to your friend Jimin that you had your first heartbreak. Of course you were going to miss him. A lot. Yangyang was sad too that day. Jimin didn’t know him well enough, but she still felt sad when Donghyuck told you all.

The day before Donghyuck and his family would move away, Yangyang had an idea; to throw a goodbye party for Donghyuck. Donghyuck disagreed and said that a normal hangout with all of us would be just fine, but Yangyang insisted on throwing a party at his place. It will still be just the four of us but a little bit fancier, he had said.

So eventually everyone agreed. The previous day, you and Yangyang went to the shops to buy snacks and some decorations. You were walking around the convenience store aisles when Yangyang finally admitted to his ulterior motives.

“So, Y/n, here’s what we’re gonna do. For the party. I think we should play games but in a more adult way, if you know what I mean” he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.

You looked at him confused and urged him to continue. “So we’ll play spin the bottle. And before you protest, no we’re not gonna drink anything with alcohol in it because we’re gonna get caught, but it’s gonna be a good excuse for me to kiss Jimin and for you to kiss Donghyuck”.

You stopped walking with a bag of chips in your hands and turned to him. “Are you out of your mind? This cannot happen, ever!” you whisper-shouted at him.

“Oh come on Y/n, don’t be such a party pooper. We both win in the end so what’s the matter?” he whined.

You thought for a few seconds. “They might be uncomfortable and turn down your offer. We want to have fun, remember? Plus, I don’t think Jimin likes you back and Donghyuck certainly doesn’t like me back either” you said and put that bag of chips you were holding into the shopping cart.

“Okay, Jimin might not like me back but I am completely, utterly, absolutely sure that Hyuck likes you” Yangyang said but you ignored him.

As if the odds were against you that day, Jimin and Donghyuck agreed on Yangyang’s suggestion. Jimin wasn’t that fond of the idea of playing spin the bottle at first, but eventually the boys convinced her and she said yes. You had no other choice but to agree too.

You wanted to kiss Donghyuck. You really did. But not in a forced scenario and definitely not in front of Yangyang. You wouldn’t bear his annoying ass teasing you about it for the rest of your life. But this could be my chance to finally confess to him, you thought. But even if you did, nothing would change. He would still leave town the next morning.

Yangyang grabbed the glass of cola you emptied earlier and put it on the ground. You gathered up sitting on the ground too. You looked at Jimin and she smiled at you. “Don’t think about it too much Y/n, it’s just a game”. It wasn’t just a game to you.

Yangyang was the first one to spin the bottle. The empty cola bottle spun for a few seconds, four sets of eyes staring at it with laser rays coming out of them. The bottle started gradually spinning less quickly, until it took three, two, one seconds before it stopped and became still; the top part of the bottle was pointing at Jimin and the bottom part was at Yangyang’s side. “Oh my god Jimin has to kiss you bro” Donghyuck said, smiling.

“This game is bullshit, I don’t wanna do it” Jimin said and crossed her arms. Jimin’s words made Yangyang’s lips drop down to a frown.

“Come on Jimin, it’s just a game, you said it yourself” Donghyuck said. Jimin sighed and leaned towards Yangyang. “Fine, come here then you bitch” she said before she grabbed Yangyan’s jaw and kissed him on the lips. You and Donghyuck stayed still, watching them. Jimin only went in to peck Yangyang, but he went all the way in and kissed her properly. Jimin was quick to react and pulled away from him.. “Ew, don’t do that! We agreed on just a kiss not a full on makeout session. Jeez Yangyang” she said and sat back down at her side.

Yangyang tried to hide the sulk on his face. “I tried to taste your chapstick more, you bitch, but it turns out it tastes awful. What the fuck is this taste?” Yangyang said and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

“It's vanilla” Jimin said. Yangyang loved vanilla.

The game continued for a couple of rounds and every single time, as if it was its fate, the bottle landed on Jimin and Yangyang. Jimin had already had enough with kissing Yangyang just once, so she suggested that they avoid the kissing part and just hug instead. This went on and on and on until the bottle spun again, going round and round and round until it stopped in three, two, one. But this time, the bottle’s ends were pointing towards two different directions. The bottom part on you, the top part on Donghyuck.

You gulped and looked at him. He seemed calm, relaxed. For him, it was just a game. Sitting there at that moment, looking right into his deep brown eyes, you regretted agreeing to play this game. And you made a mental note to slap Yangyang after all of this was over.

“Now this is getting interesting” Yangyang whispered just loud enough for you to hear him and went over to Jimin's side to sit beside her and watch.

Donghyuck licked his lips and leaned over towards you. You hoped he wouldn't be able to listen to the drumming sounds of your heart or see the embarrassingly vibrant red color on your cheeks. You just went along with it. It’s just a game, right?

Donghyuck was standing a bit too close to you, probably the closest the two of you have been physically. Or rather, the most intimate you’ve been together. He lowered his head to meet your eye level, and came closer to your face just enough so that his lips were grazing over your ear. “Don’t be nervous, it’s just for fun” he whispered to you. Suddenly, this wasn’t just fun anymore.

Donghyuck pulled away from your ear and was now staring deep into your eyes, his face almost attached to yours. He looked at you for a couple of seconds before he gave you a reassuring nod. You didn’t have the energy to say anything, so you gave him a nod too, signaling him that you were fine.

Before you could even process what was about to happen, Donghyuck leaned in and kissed you. Plump lips captured yours in a soft dancing motion, their taste perfectly resembling a mix of the pizza and cola he had earlier. Shock waves run throughout your entire body, as he moved his hand to the back of your neck to support you.

You allowed yourself to fall entirely into him, eyes closed and lips moving along the rhythm he created. A few seconds felt like hours, his homely yet unfamiliar touch making your stomach clench and your face heat up in love.

And then he stopped. Donghyuck pulled back and flashed the brightest smile you had ever seen painted on his beautiful face. He licked his lips and you laughed awkwardly, looking down at your lap to avoid his piercing gaze. Your heart was still beating rapidly. You could taste his lips on your lips, you could feel the touch of his hand in the back of your neck, you could hear the sound of his beating heart, you could sense his cool breath fanning your burning face. Donghyuck had stopped kissing you, but the sensation of his kiss was still present in your entire body. You just had your first kiss, and at the same time, you had your first kiss with Donghyuck.

“Gosh you were kissing for ages. Like, get a room, or something” Yangyang said and went back to sit on the side of the room he was previously sitting in. Jimin threw you a playful wink secretly from the boys. You knew what it meant. We need to talk later type of wink.

It was getting late and Donghyuck’s parents called him to go back home. He needed to leave sooner than the rest of you because he still hadn’t packed all of his things. You greeted him one last time before he walked out the door to leave.

As the door closed, you felt your heart sink down the deepest ocean, a piece of it shattering, tears welling up in the corners of your eyes, dryness in your throat. You missed him already. It had been just a couple of seconds since he walked out the door and your heart to go out that door with him too.

A tear streamed down your cheek.So this was it. A second tear followed shortly after the first one. Then another one. And another one. Soon enough a pool of tears was running down your face and it hadn’t occurred to you that you were going to miss him that much.

But as if a lightning bolt struck you, you quickly wiped your tears with the palm of your hands, stormed out the door and ran after Donghyuck.

“Donghyuck!” you yelled and he stopped to look back at you. You were lucky he heard your voice, he hadn’t walked that far though, you were quick to react and follow after him, just so you could spend some more time with him. You and him. “Do you mind if I walk you home?” you asked him and he nodded.

You skipped a bit so that you could walk beside him. You started walking alongside Donghyuck, taking a few seconds to catch your breath until it came back to its normal rate. “So, when are we gonna see you again?” you asked him. He left a low chuckle and shook his head.

“I honestly don’t know, Y/n” he said. Another piece of your heart shattered.

Donghyuck noticed your saddened expression and took your hand in his. "Hey, look at me” he said. You stopped and turned towards him, taking in the details of his face. His chocolate eyes were gleaming under the moonlight, the moles on his dark cheek reminded you of the stars in the night sky.

“I will not forget you. Ever. Always remember that. I will try my best to call you as much as I can, all of you. You guys are my best friends, I could never leave you. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, it won’t be that easy for me to visit you often. but I promise to make up for all the time that we will lose. Especially for you. But I can’t be sure when that will be.”

A tear slipped down your cheek again and he wiped it away with his thumb. Why is he being like this all of a sudden?

Your voice wasn’t strong enough at that moment for you to speak, so you opened your arms to embrace him instead. And he hugged you back so tightly you thought your body would be merged with his. He buried his head at the crook of your neck and you stayed there for a while, feeling the presence of your bodies on each other. Not a single word was said, yet you felt so comfortable and safe in his arms.

That night you had helped him pack his things. You stayed in his room afterwards, talking, laughing, crying. God you were going to miss him. That day, you thought for the first time ever that maybe your feelings were reciprocated. But he said nothing about it. So you didn’t say anything either.

But you wanted to. It felt like all the words were stuck in your throat and there was something blocking them from coming out. I like you Donghyuck, I like you a lot. It was that easy. But for some reason, you couldn’t say it out loud. Maybe you didn’t want to. Maybe you were too scared of rejection. Or maybe you were afraid of losing a friend.

You and Donghyuck were sitting at the stairs of his porch, next to each other, facing the stars of the night sky. You didn’t want to go home. You couldn’t. You wanted to stay there longer, kiss him again, talk to him about anything and then kiss him again.

When you stood up to leave, he hugged you one last time, stroking your hair lightly. He spoke in a low voice in your ear. “I’ll be back. Don’t forget me”.

How could I ever forget you Donghyuck?

The day after you met Donghyuck at the diner, he texted you and asked to hang out later after your classes. You would be lying to yourself if you said that you didn’t screech like a schoolgirl the moment you saw his text message on your phone when you woke up.

Of course you agreed to meet him. At that moment, you didn’t feel nervous, at all, but as time passed your stomach was clenching more and more.

Jimin wouldn’t stop nudging you about it the entire day. She wanted to meet up for lunch because she was dying to talk about this ever since you came back home last night. “The first thing he did in the morning was to ask you to hang out later? Yeah, sounds like a date to me” she said.

You rolled your eyes at her. “It's not a date, drop it. He just wants us to hang out, that’s it” you said.

“Are you sure that you want to just hang out though?” she asked you.

You thought for a second. “Well, no, but I won't try to do anything more than that” you said.

“Whatever,” Jimin said “you have to tell him sometime though, you know that right? And you also have to admit to yourself that you never really got over him, so now that he’s here you have to make your move. You had your chance once and you lost it. So don’t lose it again now”.

You sighed. “What if he doesn’t feel the same” you said.

“Who gives a fuck?” Jimin said “If he doesn’t feel the same, you will close this chapter and begin a new one. There are other fish in the sea too, you know”

Yeah but it’s not the same, you whispered to yourself. Jimin didn’t hear you.

As soon as you came back to your dorm, you went straight to searching through your closet for an outfit to wear later, when your phone chimed.

[Hyuck]

meet me at the park in about hour

[Hyuck]

bring your bike too

You were staring at your phone screen until it turned off. Oh he’s such a little bitch, you thought.

You put on comfortable clothes and running shoes, and decided to ride your bike on the way to the park. The sun was beginning to set; orange and pink hues painted the sky, a light chilly breeze combing through your hair. The park was still lively, little kids were playing with each other, old couples were going for walks, some students were studying under the trees.

You hadn’t been to the park since the day Donghyuck left. Yangyang wanted to go skating there from time to time, but every time he asked you to keep him company, you turned down his offer. Then, he started filling his time with dating girls and you started spending more time with Jimin, so the park wasn’t your go-to place to hang out anymore.

You saw Donghyuck leaning against a tree, foot resting on top of the bike’s pedal, same black leather jacket as the day before, a bucket hat hiding his pretty features. He was scrolling through his phone as you approached him.

“Hey” you said and his head shot up, turning off his phone and placing it in his pocket. “Y/n, hi” he said and smiled. You smiled back at him. He looked beautiful when he smiled.

“So, you still like the park, I see” you said. He nodded and hopped on his bike. “I do. So come on, let’s go for a ride. I think we have to catch up on a lot of things. And I promised to make up for all the time we lost. So, let’s go” he said and started riding his bike.

You followed shortly after him until you were now biking beside him. So he does remember his promise, you thought. You smiled to yourself and pushed your thoughts to the back of your mind. You wanted to enjoy your time with him, just like the old times.

You spent hours biking and talking about anything. Donghyuck told you stories from his high school years, the friends he met on the way, how he changed his college major and decided to come back here to study computer engineering.

“A part of me wanted this change because I missed this town, you know? I have so many memories here, I was kinda attached to this place. All I needed was a valid reason to come back, and I found one, so here I am.” he said.

You couldn’t help but bring the same questions to your mind, so you gathered all of your strength and asked him. “Then why didn’t you visit us at all? Or even call us back? You did at first and then you stopped. Why?”

Donghyuck pulled the breaks of his bike and rested his feet on the ground to stop the bike from moving. You mimicked his actions and stood there searching his features for an answer. He cleared his throat and turned to look at you. You couldn’t see his face clearly because the bucket hat was casting a shadow over his features.

“Honestly, I don’t really know. I didn’t want to stop contacting you, but I don’t know why I did it.” He paused for a few moments. He drew in a breath and started again. “You know what, I think I know, but I can’t tell you now. Maybe some other time, okay?” he said.

You were left confused, but decided not to question him any further. Instead, you nodded and smiled at him. He would tell you when he was ready to do so.

The sky was getting darker and darker and both your stomachs growled in hunger. Donghyuck suggested that you buy takeout and sit under at the park to stargaze. You left your bikes leaning against a random tree and put your jackets on the ground to sit on them.

The sky looked beautiful. The stars and the moon were shining brightly, contrasting with the pitch black background of the sky. Donghyuck was staring at the sky when he spoke up “I remember how much you liked watching the sky when you were younger. You were always watching the stars closely and we made bets on which one would fall first.”

You chuckled at the memory. “And you always lost. Every. Single. Time. Seriously, you have no intuition at all. You had won one time and bragged about it forever” you said and he laughed.

He turned his head to face you. He had taken off his hat too, his black hair was falling over his eyes. “You were just lucky all the other times. Don’t flatter yourself” he said.

You sat there and ate your food in silence. Comfortable silence. The only sound that was heard was the singing of the cicadas in the trees and occasionally your munching on the food.

Everything felt at ease again. You and Donghyuck, sitting beside each other, enjoying each other’s company, not having to utter a single word. You were smiling at yourself, it really felt as if not a single day had passed.

Donghyuck looked back at the sky and took a sip from his drink before he addressed you. “You really improved. Biking, I mean. I remember you were still struggling when I left” he said.

“Thanks, I still rode my bike to school so that I could get used to it more. Thank you for teaching me by the way. I don’t think I ever thanked you properly” you said.

“It's no problem” he said and sipped from his drink again.

He opened his mouth to speak again, changing the subject now. “So, why did you break up with that guy? Dejun, was it?” he asked.

Why is he so curious about that? “Oh, there were many reasons actually. He wasn’t a bad guy, he was really cool and I liked him a lot. It’s just that we got kinda bored of each other, I guess? And he also graduated from high school a year earlier than me so then he had to go back to China for college.”

Donghyuck nodded. “I see” he paused and asked again. “How was he like?”

“Why do you even bother so much? He is old news now, anyway” you said. But now you were curious about Donghyuck too. “Tell me about you, did you date anyone in high school?”

You don’t know why but you got anxious waiting for his answer. He shrugged. “Yeah but nothing serious. Just casual things, you know?” he said and you hummed in agreement.

The night went on and you talked more. You and Donghyuck agreed to hang out at the park every day after your classes, like you used to. That’s what he suggested. You couldn’t say no; of course you wanted to spend time with him.

And that’s what you did. You grew closer again, maybe even closer than you used to be. You enjoyed biking and stargazing in the park a lot. It had become your thing; an activity that the two of you shared with each other, an excuse to get away from everyone and everything and make up for all the memories you could have had.

There were quite a few moments when you wanted to look Donghyuck in the eyes and tell him I like you dumbass. But every single time you backed away from doing it. You were too scared that these harmless words would end up destroying everything you had built with him.

So you waited. You waited for the right time to bring it up. You were having the time of your life alongside a dear person that you’ve loved and appreciated your entire life. You were not ready to take the risk and possibly lose him. So you never said a word. Because he didn’t say any words either.

“Why does Donghyuck keep asking me about Dejun? What is so interesting about him? If he wants to find out more about him, he should be the one to date him” the frustration in your voice made a couple of people turn their heads from the tables next to yours.

Jimin took a fork bite of her carrot cake. “Girl, you must be joking” she said, munching on the piece of cake. “He asks about him because, guess what, he is jealous! J-e-a-l-o-u-s. Got it? Why are you so stupid, gosh! The man has clearly fallen for you and you are so oblivious of it!”.

“I mean why would he be jealous? Dejun and I broke up so long ago” you muttered to yourself.

Jimin heard that and, obviously, she wouldn’t leave it at that. “This is what happens when you like someone. Donghyuck keeps asking you about your ex boyfriend because he wants to make sure he’s in the clear to make a move.”

You sighed. “Is this why you keep asking Yangyang if he broke up with his girlfriend? Look, Jimin, I love you, but I don’t think Hyuck likes me. As a friend, yes. But nothing more than that.”

Jimin gulped down a glass full of water. “Okay, whatever floats your boat, Y/n” she said and took another fork bite of her cake. “So, did Yangyang tell you? A frat guy he knows is hosting a party this weekend, wanna go?” she asked you.

“Come on Jiminie, you know I don’t really do parties” you whined.

Jimin rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t expecting a different answer. But we’re definitely going. There’s gonna be hot boys, good music and lots of alcohol. I heard Donghyuck is going too”.

“Well, he didn’t mention any party” you defended him. “He didn’t mention any party yet” Jimin corrected you. “He's gonna bring it up any second. I bet you can’t say no to him, you care too much about his feelings but you never care about mine” Jimin sulked.

You mentally slapped her only because you couldn’t bear to slap her for real. “I will go to the party because you want us to go, not because Donghyuck will supposedly be there. You know I always come along with you in everything. We come as a package, remember? Now, don’t sulk and eat your cake, we have to think about our outfits” you said. She was your best friend after all, it was the least you could do.

Jimin’s face lit up and her lips curved upwards, stretching all the way to her ears. Before she could open her mouth to speak, you cut her off. “But you have to promise me that you won’t get drunk, okay?” you said and lifted your pinky.

She linked her pinky finger with yours and nodded in agreement. “I don’t exactly promise it, but I’ll try my best” she said.

Donghyuck indeed mentioned the party later that day when you went out at the park with him. “I don’t really wanna go either Y/n, but all my friends are gonna be there. And now that you’re gonna be there too, I can’t be the only one missing out from all the fun” he said.

Donghyuck has had his fun share with parties during high school. He told you so one night at the park. He would sneak out the house and go to parties during weekends, but one night, or rather morning, he went home super drunk and threw up all over the front door rug. He claimed that this happened because of a dare his friends made him do and that he didn’t intend to drink as much as he did. After that, he avoided parties like the plague. It’s not that his parents never allowed him to go again; he could easily sneak out his window. He was smart enough to realize that parties were simply not good for him.

“I wanted to fit in with them, you know?” Donghyuck said “I got used to it eventually and I actually kinda liked it, but now I don’t really enjoy such things”.

That’s one of the many reasons you liked Donghyuck so much. His honesty. He wasn’t afraid to speak his mind about things that bothered him, or simply voice out his thoughts. So why wasn’t he doing it with his feelings too? Was it so hard for him too? Did he actually like you, like Jimin said? Or maybe you just wanted to believe that he did. If he really did, he would probably have said it by now.

But his actions spoke louder than his words. You couldn’t help but think about the way he looked at you under the night sky when you were staring at the stars but he was staring back at you. Or when he wiped your strawberry milk stains from the corners of your lips and his fingers stayed there brushing your lips a little longer than they should be. Or when he held you close to him among big crowds so that he wouldn’t lose you from his sight. Or when he would let you rest your head on his chest while he was stroking your hair so that you could fall asleep faster.

You swear you had heard him whisper something to you once, but when you asked him to repeat it he waved it off. Were you that desperate for his attention? Maybe. But maybe both of you were fools, afraid to let their heart be free because of the painful possibility that it might break.

You and Jimin were standing in front of the frat house door, the loud music blasting through the speakers behind the wall created a throbbing base sound in your ears, your heart beat in sync with the beat of the song that was playing from inside that house.

“Do we knock or...” Jimin trailed off before the door slid wide open and a tipsy young man stood by it. “Welcome ladies, come on in” he said. You and Jimin looked at each other for confirmation before hesitantly taking a step forward. The young man stepped aside so that you could get through the door.

The place was dark, the only source of light being the neon special effects lighting coming from the DJ set. The rooms were packed with people, some of them already drunk, some of them dancing all over each other, the mixed odor of sweat, alcohol and weed making you dizzy. At that exact moment you reminded yourself that this was why you didn’t like parties.

You and Jimin stood there, eyes wandering all over the room, trying to take in the scenery in front of you. “Damn, this is so cool” Jimin breathed out.

The guy who opened the door a few seconds ago was nowhere to be seen. A girl was walking with her sunglasses on, when she bumped into Jimin and spilled a bit of her drink on the ground, a drop of it landing on Jimin’s shoe. A “sorry” was barely audible on top of the loud music and Jimin stood there looking at her shoe in disgust.

“I guess it’s not that cool” she said and grabbed your hand. “Let’s go get ourselves some drinks.”

You walked towards the kitchen which was a bit brighter compared to the other rooms. Bottles of different types of alcohol were lined up on the kitchen counter. Juice boxes, ice and plastic red cups were placed on the kitchen table. A group of boys were refilling their cups with their alcohol of choice, while a couple was making out up against the wall next to the fridge.

Jimin’s disgusted expression from earlier appeared again. You decided to ignore your surroundings and went over to the kitchen counter to grab a drink for you and Jimin.

“Where’s Yangyang?” Jimin asked

“I honestly have no idea. He said he’d text me once he gets here, but I’m a bit surprised he didn’t arrive earlier than us. He doesn’t miss on such things” you said and Jimin nodded.

“And Donghyuck?” she asked again

You put the bottle of alcohol down and grabbed a box of grapefruit juice. You shrugged. “ No idea either.”

Jimin smirked at your answer, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she took her cup and guided you out of the kitchen towards the living room. “Come on, let’s dance” she said.

The music was blasting into your eardrums and your body caught the rhythm of the music, adjusting its muscles to move along to it. It wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Your body was swaying to the fast-paced song that the DJ was playing when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

[Hyuck]

where are you?

[Hyuck]

can’t see you

You lifted your head to look around the crowded living room in hopes of finding Donghyuck. It didn’t take you long before you could spot him among the crowd, though. You could never miss him anywhere, he always stood out in your eyes. Your gaze caught his, and his lips curved a bit when he saw you.

He tried to squeeze between the people dancing in the living room in order to get to your place. “What are you looking at?” Jimin asked you when she noticed that something bothered you.

You didn’t have time to answer her, because Donghyuck grabbed your arm to smoothly turn your body around and shift your attention to him. You felt a lump in your throat, your breath trapped inside your lungs. There he stood, messy hair falling onto his eyes, black graphic shirt and jeans, a Cuban link around his neck and matching rings on his fingers contrasting with the dark colors of his outfit. He looked gorgeous.

He flashed you a smile, raising his voice so that you could hear him. “Hi” he said. He simply said hi. Yet a group of butterflies started dancing in your stomach. You said it back.

Jimin got the message and leaned in your ear. “I think I saw some girls I know from one of my classes. I’d better leave you two” she said and turned on her heel to leave.

Donghyuck waved Jimin off and grabbed your hand. He then bent a bit lower and leaned in your ear. “Should we go somewhere quieter?” he asked you, his low voice vibrating in your ear. You could only nod.

Donghyuck walked in the front and you followed behind him, still holding his hand. He led you outside the house, towards the back yard. Plastic cups were scattered all over the grassy ground, two girls passed out beside some bushes, a guy sipping alcohol from a glass bottle and dancing on his own. Yeah, parties were weird.

You felt weirded out and uncomfortable at the sight and Donghyuck sensed it. He squeezed your hand and you looked up at him. He nodded to the large swing beside the barbecue stand and motioned you to go and sit there.

You sat down on the swing and Donghyuck copied your movement. He leaned his body towards the back so that it touched the back of the swing and with a swift motion, he pushed his feet on the ground and the swing started moving. You lifted your feet off the ground and let Donghyuck rock the swing smoothly.

You sat in silence for a moment, that comfortable silence that only existed when you were with Donghyuck, which was interrupted by his honey voice. “I don’t like parties” he simply said.

You turned to look at him but he was staring into the void in front of him. “ I have bad memories when it comes to parties” he said.

You didn’t speak. You didn’t want to. You always let him open up to you without interrupting his stream of thoughts.

Donghyuck drew in a sharp breath. “Remember that story I told you about that party? That one when I went home the next day and threw up all over the door? Yeah that one. I couldn’t bear going to something like this again when the last time I did, I didn’t even do it for myself. Did you know that I started drinking so that kids at my new school thought I was cool? That’s how I ended up spilling my guts all over my mother’s rug.”

He turned to look at you. “Pretty disgusting, huh?” he chuckled.

You chuckled too. You lowered your gaze to your feet. “Then why did you come here tonight?” you asked him.

“I don’t know” he said without even thinking about his answer. “I guess I came for my friends again.“ He paused for a second and spoke again “And I guess I also came to see you, mostly” he trailed off.

You stilled at his words and you thanked yourself for staring at your shoes and not looking at him, because he would be able to see the embarrassingly bright red color of your cheeks.

“But you see me everyday. We hang out all the time” you said.

“I know” he said. That’s all he said. What was that even supposed to mean?

Before you could speak, Donghyuck got up from the swing and extended his arm in front of you. “Come on, let's get out of here. This party sucks, we both hate it, so why waste our time? Let’s leave. Me and you.” he said.

You looked up at him. “Hyuck,” you trailed off “as much as I hate this party and as much as I want to leave with you, I promised Jimin to keep her company” you really hated that you had to say this.

“Jimin has found other people to hang out with, she’ll be fine, I know it.” Donghyuck said, a glimpse of hope in the tone of his voice.

That glimpse vanished when you rejected his offer for the second time, the corners of his mouth dropping to a frown. “I’m sorry Hyuck, I can’t” you said.

Donghyuck nodded to himself and put his hands inside his pockets. He cleared his throat but his voice still came out a bit raspy and low. “It’s okay, I get it.”

Your heart shuttered upon seeing him like this. You really didn’t want to make him feel bad, but you had also promised Jimin to be there for her since she wanted this so much. And you couldn’t let yourself break that promise, even though it was actually a bit trivial. Because in all honesty, Jimin would really be fine.

But also a small part of you was too flustered to spend time alone with Donghyuck at that moment. You felt as if you weren’t capable of controlling your emotions; your feelings kept growing stronger and stronger, and his presence alone was enough to make you feel overwhelmed with love.

The back door opened and someone came running through it. “Donghyuck, dude!” a guy you didn’t quite recognize yelled and came to grab Donghyuck by his arm. “You’re missing out on all the fuuuun my dude, come in back insideeee we’re gonna get fucking wasted!” the guy was yelling and patting Donghyuck on the back of his neck while dragging him inside the frat house.

Donghyuck said something you didn’t quite catch, and he tried to let go of the guy’s hold on him, but he failed to do so. The guy had already taken him to the back door and inside the house.

The door closed shut behind them and you left sitting on the swing by yourself, rocking it slightly with your feet. You shivered under the cool evening breeze and wrapped your arms around your body to shield yourself from the cold.

You didn’t want to go back inside. You promised Jimin to keep her company, but a frat party was the last place you wanted to be at, at that time. You grabbed your phone and, speaking of the devil, a few texts from Jimin appeared on your screen.

[Jiminie]

spotted yangyang. pretty sure he took a girl to a room

[Jiminie]

doesn’t he a gf?

You sighed reading Jimin’s texts. You really had to have a talk with Yangyang. And Jimin, for that matter. At least you knew that he was safe and that you probably won’t have to take care of him like a baby after you leave the party.

[you]

let him be, we’ll kick his ass tomorrow

[you]

where are you?

The text you wrote was delivered for the next 15 minutes. Jimin hadn’t read your message. All of a sudden, your hands became sweaty and your chest felt heavy as if a rock had fallen onto it.

Why didn’t she text me back?

Worry started welling up inside you and you rushed inside the house looking for your best friend. The music had got louder, the crowd was bigger, the smell of alcohol and weed more prominent. You went running up and down the stairs, kicking open every single door you found on your way.

Still, Jimin was nowhere to be found.

You stood at the edge of the stairway for a second to catch your breath. You opened your phone to call her and started walking towards the bathroom, the last room you didn’t check.

The phone was beeping in your ear, but Jimin didn’t pick up. You exhaled sharply and opened the bathroom door, still holding the phone in your ear. The sweat on your palms and the rock on your chest magically disappeared when you saw Jimin kneeling in front of the toilet with an arm holding her hair back out of her face.

A sigh of relief escaped your lips and you stopped the phone call. “Thank god you’re safe. I was so freaked out you bitch” you said and crouched down beside her. “Are you okay?” you asked her.

Jimin nodded and let her hair fall down her shoulders. She wiped her lips with the back of her palm before she spoke. “I’m okay. I had a bit too much alcohol and I threw up. But I feel better now. Sorry for making you worried” she said.

You opened your arms and she fell into your embrace. You stroked her head lightly, as you could feel her warm tears wetting the fabric of your shirt on your shoulder. She promised not to drink too much, but your gut somehow knew you’d better stay there at the party because something like this would be inevitable. “It's okay Jiminie, I was the one who left you alone, I promised to keep you company” you said.

She pulled back from the hug. “I guess we both broke each other’s promise” she chuckled and you did the same.

Jimin sniffled and wiped her already dry tears. “Why are you alone? Where is Donghyuck?” she asked you.

“We were sitting outside but then a random guy came and dragged him back inside. He seemed pretty wasted” you replied.

Jimin’s eyes widened and she stood up abruptly. “Oh no, oh no no no” she said.

You stood up too. “What? Jimin, what's wrong?” you asked her curiously.

“If it's the guy I think it is, then Donghyuck might be stupid drunk right now, or even worse, under the influence. We need to find him. Now” she said and ran out the bathroom and down the stairs, skipping a couple of steps while doing so.

You followed right after her, the rock falling on your chest again. You hated parties. This was final. Things like this are unavoidable in parties, and you hated the fact that your friends had to go through shit every single time.

The music wasn’t as loud as earlier and the living room didn’t feel as crowded. Most of the people were gathered outside in the backyard, or were already passed out on the beds or the floors of the bedrooms.

You and Jimin spotted a group of people gathered in a circle in the middle of the living room. Everybody was sitting on the carpeted floor, bottles of alcohol scattered everywhere around them. You noticed that a guy was holding a blunt and kept rotating it to every person gathered in that circle. Oh no.

Their voices were mixed in with the music coming from the DJ set, so all you could see was their mouths moving without saying anything meaningful. The smoke of the blunt made the living room foggy and your lungs were struggling to work properly in between the crowded room.

The stinging sensation in your eyes caused by the smoke and flashing lights made your eyes watery and you could not tell apart any face in the crowd, except for Jimin who was standing next to you.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” Jimin whispered.

You rubbed your eyes in order to clear your vision without even caring if this would ruin your makeup. The faces on the people sitting on the floor became clearer, and it didn’t take you long before you spotted the familiar chocolate eyes looking drowsy, honey fingers placing the blunt in between soft plump lips.

A girl passed Donghyuck the blunt and he took a long and slow drag from it, exhaling the smoke into the thick air creating smoke rings. He then gave the blunt to the person next to him and he leaned back supporting his body with his elbows.

Donghyuck was wasted. Whatever that guy did to him in such a little time got to him immediately. His chocolate eyes were drowned in a pool of red, his hair looking messier than before and his clothes were all wrinkled.

You stood there frozen looking at him. If you had tried to keep him away from that guy, he wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. He had told you that he was pressured by other people to do stuff he didn’t want to do, but was he that naive to let this happen to himself once again? How many times has that even happened before?

Your thoughts had carried you away, your vision was blurry again and your ears had blocked away all the sounds. An arm slung around your shoulders and you jolted up at the sudden touch.

“Where have you been bestie? You came rrright at the perfect time. We’re playing spin the bottle” Yangnyang said drowsily, his eyes painted in the same red shade as Donghyuck’s.

“Oh you’re here too, come on, sit down” he said to Jimin and dragged us both to the circle on the floor. He used both his arms and his full force to sit us down next to each other, and then he got up to sit across from us where he was previously sitting.

The girl to your left offered you the blunt but you rejected it without a second thought. Everyone was either stupid high or stupid drunk, some of them were both. You were suffocating. You felt like a total stranger there, even the existence of your own body was making you anxious.

You turned to Jimin on your right. “We need to go home” you mouthed and she kept nodding to herself constantly.

Your eyes roamed around the small circle, trying to find a way to get up and leave. But before you could do that, the chocolate pair of eyes that was now drowned in deep red, locked in with yours. A sense of déjà vu ran through your entire body, shivering under his gaze. This cannot happen again.

Jimin took your hand in hers and squeezed it tightly. She was uncomfortable and so were you. You tried to get up and leave, but the girl next to you dragged you back down.

A guy gulped down an entire bottle of alcohol before he put it down in the middle of the circle. You didn’t even bother to look at what type of alcohol it was.

Yangyang moved in closer to the middle and grabbed the bottle. “Alright, I'll go first!” he shouted and with a swift motion, he spun the bottle fast.

The bottle was spinning at a rapid speed until it came to a stop, its two ends pointing on two people you didn’t know. Apparently, you were the only one who didn’t know them because everyone else was super excited for their kiss. Or at least they were too high to understand what they were doing.

The bottle spun again. And again. And again. You lost count of how many rounds you were in, the same way your eyes were lost in Donghyuck’s. You kept him under your gaze, watching his every move and trying to justify the way he was acting. You had never seen him like this, so out of himself. What happened to the boy you saw a couple hours ago? The boy you knew ever since you were five? It felt as if he had almost lost whatever it was that made him different from the others. Right now, he looked like every other frat boy in that house.

But he didn’t really look at you. In fact, his mind seemed to be roaming around, not really paying attention to any of his surroundings except for when someone would pass him the blunt.

The bottle kept spinning and almost everyone had kissed someone else at this point. Yangyang took his fair share of the game as he kept on kissing a different girl in almost every single round.

Jimin squeezed your hand again and you realized how uncomfortable she might have felt. This time, you wouldn’t let any of the others stop you from leaving. Your friend wasn’t feeling well, but so were you. So you let go of Jimin’s hand and stood up, ready to leave.

As if fate was against you, you heard a burst of cheers and whistles coming from everyone gathered in the room. You regretted not leaving sooner, because the one end of the bottle was pointing at your side. And the other end was pointing at Donghyuck.

Cold sweat ran down your temples and a tight knot appeared in your stomach. This can’t be. You froze there standing still, staring at the bottle on your feet. You lifted your gaze from your feet to meet Donghyuck’s, who was staring back at you with a smug expression painting his face. From the corner of your eye, you could spot Yangyang grinning like a madman, his entire dentition on full display.

As if he did it on purpose, Donghyuck took a long drag of the blunt before standing up too so that his eyes leveled yours. The smugness on his face never left his features, his drowsy red eyes pouring into yours.

He slowly walked towards you, stopping right in front of your standing figure. His face was now way too close to yours. You could smell the alcohol and God knows what else on his breath, the heat of his body radiating to yours.

Donghyuck parted his lips and your breath got caught in your throat. His body somehow got even closer to yours. He tilted his head to the side and leaned against your ear. His hot breath was fanning over your ear, his lips softly grazing your skin. With a voice hoarse and low, he spoke loud enough for you to barely hear him. “Don’t worry sweetheart, we’ve done this before.”

You hadn’t even noticed which end of the bottle was pointing at you, but Donghyuck took the initiative himself and smacked his plump lips onto yours. His touch caught you off guard. You were standing there doing nothing, while Donghyuck placed both of his hands on the sides of your neck, his lips moving aggressively yet smoothly on top of yours.

You waited for him to pull away so that you could leave the party as soon as possible, but his intentions seemed to be different. He bit on your bottom lip in an attempt to part your lips so that you could kiss him back. You hated to admit it to yourself but it definitely worked. You parted your mouth just enough and moved your lips in sync with his smooth plump ones, the taste of alcohol from his lips transfering to yours.

The knot on your stomach kept on tightening more and more with each second passing. Your pulse rate had reached an infinite number of beats per minute and you were sure that your legs would not be able to hold you for much longer.

As if Donghyuck read your mind, he pulled away after leaving a last soft peck on your lips, removing his hands from the sides of your neck. He pulled back smirking at you as you were still standing frozen, your lips still feeling numb and swollen..

You had blocked away everyone else that was around you. You couldn’t hear anything of what they were saying. Your brain was still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

With a quick snap back to reality, you grabbed Jimin’s hand and turned your back to everyone else, storming off through the door of the frat house.

The night of the party you slept over at Jimin’s dorm. As soon as you exited the frat house, you went straight to Jimin’s car and you offered to drive since Jimin wasn’t in the right place to drive. She was still feeling unwell after she threw up all the alcohol she had consumed previously the same night, so you wanted to make sure she would be fine. But honestly, you weren’t feeling well either, and it wasn’t because you had drank.

Your mind kept replaying the moment Donghyuck kissed you like a video on loop. You were suddenly fifteen again, playing a silly game of spin the bottle with your friends where you happened to kiss your silly little crush. But now it happened again. And it wasn’t a silly game or a silly crush anymore.

Why was Donghyuck so complicating? All those times you hung out together, you never noticed him having any romantic intentions towards you. Everything he did or said was purely in the terms of friendship. But the way he approached you, touched you and kissed you at the party told you otherwise. Were you that blind not to notice his intentions?

You tried to excuse his behavior, saying that he was high or drunk and didn’t know what he was doing. Which is not necessarily a lie. It wasn’t his fault that he got peer pressured into drinking and behaving like one of the frat boys. He is the complete opposite of a troublemaker and ill-intended person; no wonder people found it so easy to talk him into things.

Plus, it was only just a game. He sure didn’t think of it as something much of a big deal, so why would you give it so much importance?

You mentally slapped yourself for thinking like this, because Jimin, who was already fast asleep, would yell at you for excusing Donghyuck’s behavior. He’s not a kid, he’s a grown-up, he knows what he’s doing, she would say. You had to wait until the morning to hear her scolding. The thing is, she wouldn’t be completely wrong about this.

During the thunderstorm of thoughts pouring inside your brain, a bold lightning struck in between. What if you confessed to him? Your heart couldn’t bear hiding what it felt for any longer. At that moment, you didn’t care if it would ruin your relationship with Donghyuck. He has acted recklessly enough quite a few times now, so you were allowed to be reckless for once too. He had to know how you felt, because this is what would make you feel at ease with yourself. He can’t find it so easy to kiss you in a drunk game and not feel anything either. After the spark that lit up with the touch of your lips and the butterflies that danced around the knot in your stomach, you knew you had to tell him. But the problem was that you didn’t know how to do it.

For the meantime, you had curled up in Jimin’s bed hugging yourself tightly, crying your eyes out until sweet sleep brushed over them and closed them shut.

The morning of the next day you and Jimin went out to grab breakfast together. She was still feeling a bit weird because of last night’s events, but she said that a plate of chocolate chip pancakes would cure her hangover.

You were fiddling with your fork, scraping it at the surface of the plate, a screeching noise coming from it. Jimin visibly shivered at the sound and you stopped it.

“So,” Jimin began, swallowing a big piece of the pancakes, “wanna talk about last night?” she asked.

You put your fork down and sat back, crossing your arms. “I don’t think there’s anything to talk about. Everything is so confusing” you answered.

“Um, that’s exactly why we need to talk about it” Jimin said. She drank a full glass of water and then set it down on the table with a thud. It was so loud, you thought that the table might have broken.

“Donghyuck literally kissed you and we’re gonna completely ignore that? Come on Y/n, we cannot pretend it didn’t happen. Well, at least you cannot pretend it didn’t happen” Jimin said.

“Drop it Jimin, he was drunk, or high, or whatever.”

“No he was not. Well he was, but not that much. He knew what he was doing. Look, Y/n, Donghyuck has been a great friend to you and I know how much you love him for that. But when it comes to the romantic part of your relationship, he’s been nothing but an ass.”

You sighed and didn’t say anything in return. Jimin was right. He really was an ass when it came to romantic relationships. But you couldn’t ignore your feelings. You knew the way you felt when he touched you, when he leaned close to your ear and whispered to you, when his lips danced with yours.

The question is, did he feel the same?

You broke the silence by speaking up. “I think I’m gonna confess to him” you said.

Jimin almost choked on her food. She started coughing and you immediately got up and patted her on her back to prevent any accidents. You filled in her glass with water and helped her drink a bit.

“You what?!” Jimin practically screamed and you were thankful that the restaurant was not full that morning.

“I thought about it last night and I can’t keep suppressing my feelings, But I don’t know how to do it and I still think that Donghyuck might not like me back, hell, he only sees my as a friend, but at the same time I felt it when he kissed me, it felt different than the first time he did it back at that goodbye party before high school and God I hate parties becau-“

“Hey hey hey! Calm down bestie” Jimin interrupted you. You were panting, trying to catch your breath. You didn’t realize you went on an auto-rant mode until after Jimin spoke.

“It’s okay, I know it’s hard to do it. But if you finally feel confident enough to tell him, you should do it. We’ll think of a way to do that, together.” Jimin reassured you and you nodded to yourself.

Speaking of the devil, your phone screen lit up and a ting sound echoed in the room. You picked it up, only to see a text from Donghyuck.

[Hyuck]

see you at the park later?

You sighed again and made a mental note to text him back in a minute when you would have calmed down from your previous outbreak.

You really had to tell him, and you had to do it soon.

Despite your initial denial, you agreed to meet Donghyuck later that day at the park, at your usual spot. You were contemplating whether to meet him or not, because even though you wanted to confess, your anxiety and fear of a bad outcome got the best of you.

You didn’t mind if you got rejected. You really didn’t care at all. At that moment, you just wanted to get it out of your chest. A few weeks ago, you would be dreading the possibility of Donghyuck rejecting your feelings and ruining your friendship. But right now you had none of that in mind.

You rode your bike on the way to the park in order to clear your mind with some fresh air. The sun had almost set and the park was becoming emptier. You spotted Donghyuck sitting on the ground with his back resting on a tree trunk. He had rode there on his bike too.

You went up to him and he only noticed your presence until after you sat down beside him. He turned his head to your side and he flushed you one of his precious bright smiles, the one that always made your heart skip a bit.

You didn’t want to lie to yourself, but your confidence from earlier magically vanished the moment you saw his face.

“How have you been? It was a mess last night” you spoke first and his smile dropped at the sound of your voice, his plump lips forming a soft frown, eyes falling down to his lap.

“Don’t remind me of that” Donghyuck said. He paused for a second before he spoke again. “I actually wanted to apologize for that. For whatever happened. I clearly didn’t mean anything I did or said, so if I did anything bad or weird, don’t tell me. I don’t wanna know. I promised myself I wouldn’t get carried away, but guess what! I did nothing but that. I’m sorry.”

You waited for him to finish with what he wanted to say before you said anything else. You went closer to him and rubbed his back in sympathy.

It took you a while to take in everything he said. What did he mean by “I didn’t mean anything I said or did”? Did he regret kissing you? Didn’t he feel the same spark, the same tingle, the same knot in his stomach?

You tried to push these thoughts away and focus on your feelings. It was time you put your feelings first, or rather, yourself. Your heart was beating out of your chest, blood rushing into your cheeks, as you gathered all your confidence and courage before you spoke up.

“Donghyuck?” you said in a soft, quiet voice, barely above a whisper. Donghyuck lifted his head, his chocolate eyes diving deep into yours, his skin glimmering under the moonlight like frozen honey.

That’s when your voice got stuck in your throat, and you stood there staring at him and he was staring back at you. “Wanna go on a ride with our bikes? To clear our minds?” you said.

He nodded and his plump lips curved upwards, his eyes creasing a bit on the sides. This is not what you wanted to say, but at least you said something.

You wanted to say so much more. So many things occupied the back of your head, you wanted to scream at him for giving you all these mixed signals, you wanted to scold him for acting so immature, you wanted to hug him and tell him that he’s too good for this world, you wanted to feel his touch and warmth on your body. But you did nothing for it.

You had to think of a way to confess to him without having to say any words. Otherwise, you would fuck up. Or you wouldn’t be able to do it at all, and you would be left with the burden upon your chest.

In the meantime, you were reminded how beautiful you felt every time you were with him. You relaxed, you laughed, you cried, you smiled, you frowned, you were stressed and then you were not. There was only one boy in all the world that could wake up every single emotion inside you and that boy was none other than Lee Donghyuck.

You still quite couldn’t put your finger on what it was that made him so different from the other boys. Maybe the fact that he was just a guy, like everyone else, but he seemed so gorgeous in your eyes. Maybe it was because you knew him in a way no one else did. That’s why you felt the need to share your feelings with him, because no matter what, you somehow knew that he would always love you back, even as just a friend.

You were still mad at him for acting this way. But you could not completely ignore the person you knew because of one reckless incident. You knew Donghyuck very well, and you knew that he was better than this. You weren’t in the right mood to confront him after seeing how bad he felt with himself, so you chose to put whatever happened at the party towards the back of your head for a while and enjoy your time with him.

There is always the right time for everything.

“Aeri broke up with me” Yangyang announced, with a frown on his face that could reach the floor.

“She did? Yeah, I’m not surprised. You shouldn’t be either” you said.

“But why?” Yangyang whined.

“Are you serious right now?” Jimin spoke up “You literally hook up with every other girl, plus, you never gave her any attention! And you have the audacity to cry about it.”

You were walking on campus, heading towards your respective classes. It had been two days since the frat party, and Yangyang’s girlfriend found out about his doings and she finally snapped.

Donghyuck caught up to you and joined the conversation. “Oof, I found you guys, I was looking for you everywhere. Wait what happened?” he asked as soon as he noticed Yangyang’s frown in his expression.

“Aeri happened” you said.

“Who's Aeri?” Donghyuck asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Jimin was the one to speak up this time. “Yangyang’s girlfriend. Well, now ex-girlfriend. It took her a bit long to come to her senses but I’m happy she finally did.” She turned to Yangyang and slapped him in the back of his head. “See, you never even mentioned her name, you idiot! You’re gross, honestly” Jimin said with a disgusted expression.

Donghyuck smiled slightly at Jimin’s comment, but none of them saw him but you. Was it just your idea or did he look extra fine today?

Jimin walked to your side and linked her arm with yours. “Now if you will excuse us boys, we have to talk about girl things, mhm?” Jimin said and dragged you away from them, leaving them walking behind you.

“So, I thought of the perfect idea” Jimin whispered, lowering her head.

“About what?” you asked.

“You will make a quiz and send it to him” Jimin said. You stopped at your track to take in what she just said. “What?”

“You want to confess to Donghyuck, right? So I did some research and came across this quiz that you supposedly send to your crush and then they have to respond and send it back to you I guess. What do you think?” Jimin said.

“It sounds childish. Yeah I don’t think it will work” you said.

“But why? Let’s give it a try. Please” Jimin whined and you couldn’t do anything but agree with her. “Okay, listen. I’ll see what I’ll do. If I feel confident enough to send it to him then we’re good, otherwise we’ll have to think of something else” you said.

Jimin screeched and hugged you tightly. “Thank you thank you thank you! Oh my god, I really think it will work. Plus, it’s not gonna be a face to face confession so don’t be nervous about it. You got this. I’ll meet you later after classes to work on it. Love you bestie!” Jimin said and ran off to her class, leaving you walking on your own in the campus.

Maybe her idea wasn’t that bad after all. This couldn’t go too wrong, right?

Later that day you met Jimin at your favorite café. You found her sitting at your usual table, scrolling on her phone.

Yangyang decided to tag along this time too. You bumped into him on your way out of campus and invited him for coffee too. You didn’t tell Jimin about it, but you were sure she wouldn’t mind.

You sat down next to her, and Yangyang went for the seat on the other side of the table, taking out his phone.

“Let’s start, take out your laptop” Jimin said and you did so. You opened an empty form sheet and stared at the cursor appearing and disappearing on the screen. “Well, how do I start?” you asked.

Jimin took the lead and turned the laptop to her side so that she could type on the keyboard easier. “So, we'll start with his name. Write something like, ‘Hi Donghyuck, if you’re receiving this it’s because I have a big fat crush on you and I don’t know how to tell you-‘”

“Shhhh,” you interrupted her “don’t say his name” you whisper shouted.

Yangyang raised his head from his phone screen and joined the conversation. “Don’t worry about it bestie, it’s not as if we don’t know about it. It’s so obvious that you like Hyuck to the point it hurts my eyes every time I see you looking at him. Can’t you be more discreet about it? What the fuck are you two even doing by the way?”

You were left speechless and kept blinking, staring at Yangyang. Of course he would figure it out, he’s been your best friend since you were literally babies. You shouldn’t be surprised by this.

“We’re making a confession quiz to help Y/n tell Donghyuck that she likes him. I saw it online and apparently it works wonders” Jimin said.

Yangyang stayed silent for a few seconds before he started laughing hysterically. You and Jimin looked at each other and then back at Yangyang, waiting for him to stop with his laughing outburst.

You waited until he finally caught his breath, wiping a tear that slipped from the corner of his eye with his finger. “You guys are seriously so funny” he said.

“What's so funny about it, Yangyang? Hm?” Jimin asked him.

“I just find it such a stupid idea. Don’t you think it’s a bit childish? It won’t work” he said.

“That's what I thought too, but I’m gonna give it a try” you said.

“Okay, whatever” Yangyang said and went back to scrolling on his phone.

“Don’t give him any notice, Y/n. Let’s move on” Jimin said and started typing on the keyboard.

“So, we'll start with questions such as ‘Did you know that I liked you?’ and ‘If yes, then how did you know?’ and then ‘Do you like me back?’ and stuff” Jimin spoke while typing at the same time.

“Wait Jimin, don’t you think these are a bit too straightforward?” you asked. Jimin stopped typing and looked at you dead in the eye. “Are you kidding me? This is how a confession works, hello?” Jimin answered, full of irony. Through the corner of your eye, you saw Yangyang scoffing.

“Okay so next,” Jimin started typing again “you need to ask him the important stuff, which is what he thinks of you. And that includes what his first impression of you was, how attractive he finds you and how much he likes your personality.”

“How about we ask him something like ‘Is this awkward?’ because trust me, it probably is” you were the one who suggested a question this time.

Jimin wasn’t entirely sure if you were joking or not, be she agreed and typed it after the previous one. “Now, let’s end it with a precious moment between the two of you. One that he remembers, it might be anything” Jimin said.

She typed fast, her fingers running on top of the keyboard. Her eyes never left the screen, following the letters without even peaking at the keyboard to see what she was typing. She then pressed the enter key with all her strength and sat back on her chair. “And we’re done. It’s sent” she said.

The moment she said that the quiz was sent, you started trembling. You didn’t feel nervous up until that point. What if everything went downhill after this? It’s just a stupid quiz, you thought. Sure, the quiz was stupid, but your crush wasn’t. You were worried that once Dongyuck sees the quiz, he’ll start seeing you differently. You were only hoping that this differently didn’t mean negative, because if it did, your entire relationship with him would change. And you didn’t want to lose such an important person in your life over a not-so-stupid crush.

You didn’t see Donghyuck on campus the next day. You were sure about it because ever since Jimin sent him the confession quiz, he hasn’t left your mind. You kept looking for him everywhere but not because you wanted to see him. It was rather the opposite. You knew that if you saw his face after knowing that you had confessed to him, you wouldn’t be able to utter a single word. You avoided him.

You had to thank him, though, for making your job easier. Not a single sight of him on campus for the entire day. Good news.

But the bad news was that he didn’t text you throughout the day at all, which was odd. He would usually ask to meet at the park, or just text you about not anything of importance. But there was no sign of him that day.

A lot of thoughts formed in your mind at the same time. In the worst case scenario, there was something wrong with him. In the best case scenario, he felt way too awkward because of the confession quiz and he didn’t want to do anything with you. You couldn’t explain how this was the best case scenario, but you were worried sick about him. So you hoped for the latter.

You didn’t want to text him or call him though. You wanted to avoid him, right? Your current behavior didn’t match the confidence you had a couple days ago. It felt like you were more intimate with him now, you had exposed a piece of your inner self and you were scared that your actions would make him feel uncomfortable.

Yet, you decided to give him time. You wanted to wait for his response. Whatever it would be. You thought that your confession would help you ease your mind, but you’ve been thinking about him even more now. What if he didn’t feel the same? Of course, you would respect his feelings. You can’t force people to like you, or love you. But deep down, you knew it would hurt. You would still continue to love him even if he didn’t love you back. You cannot turn on and off feelings like a light switch. Loving him took a long time and getting over him would take even longer. You didn’t want to get over him. You probably couldn’t. So you wanted to keep loving him and hoped that maybe, there was a slight chance that he would love you back.

However, you didn’t see Donghyuck on campus the day after that either. But this time, you didn’t know if it was because you were avoiding him or because he just didn’t come to any of his classes.

Worry washed over you when neither Yangyang or Jimin had heard of him. “I thought he would be talking with you” Yangyang told you. Yeah, you thought the same thing.

After your classes ended for the day, you decided to go by his dorm and see him in person. You still felt like avoiding him but you didn’t have another choice at this point. You wanted to see him.

You put on your earphones and let the music keep you company while walking. Your heart rate was slowly increasing with each step you took, but you couldn’t explain if it was because you felt anxious or because your heart followed the beat of the music.

After listening to a couple of songs, you found yourself standing right outside Donghyuck’s dorm door. Taking off your earphones, you stood there still, waiting. You raised your arm hesitantly, knuckles touching the wooden surface of the door. You slightly pulled your hand away from the door and then your knuckles touched the door again.

Knock. Knock.

You drew a step back, arm falling to your side. And you waited.

One, two, three, four, five, si-

Donghyuck appeared behind the door, wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a t-shirt, hair messy and eyes droopy.

“Hi, um, sorry d-did I wake you up?” you said.

“Um, no it’s fine, uh, is there something wrong?” Donghyuck said, rubbing his eye with his fingers.

And then you noticed the flush color painting his cheeks and the way he kept his eyes on the ground, not trying to maintain eye contact.

“I was just worried, you know? We haven’t seen you in two days and I just wanted to see if you-“

“I’m fine Y/n, there’s nothing to worry about, now please, I was in the middle of something so, uh, I’ll see you later, bye” Donghyuck interrupted you and closed the door right in your face, without even sparing you a glance.

What was this all about? Why was he acting like this?

You blinked away the tears that were forming in the corners of your eyes and walked away.

“Girl, you’re not the one avoiding him, he’s the one avoiding you!” Jimin said, munching on a cheeseburger.

She swallowed her bite and spoke again. “What I think is, he’s in love with you too, but he’s an even bigger coward than I thought he was. I believe he got so flustered by the quiz we sent him, but don’t worry, he’ll come to his senses sooner or later.”

You rested your head on your palm and sighed heavily. “I don’t know Jiminie, his behavior is so confusing lately. I kinda regret sending him that quiz”.

“Uh oh, don’t say that again. You confessed and well done for that, so now it’s up to him to decide how the relationship between you two will go. Don’t blame yourself for how a man thinks. You never know what goes on inside those pea sized brains of theirs” Jimin said.

“So you say that he’s ignoring me because he likes me back?” you asked, a question which was addressed more to yourself.

“That's exactly what I’m saying,” Jimin said. “I mean, he couldn’t even look at you and his cheeks were all blushy and stuff? Girl, do we see the same things? Because this clearly shows he has lost his shit over you.”

You remained silent for a while, leaving Jimin to eat her cheeseburger in peace and allowing yourself to sort all of your thoughts that were scrambled inside your mind. Maybe she was right. Again. Her intuition regarding people’s feelings and behaviors is remarkable. She always left you wondering how she could be so good at reading other people.

You thought you were good at it too, until this boy named Lee Donghyuck came into your life. It wasn't that hard to understand him as a little boy, but now that you’re all adults, it seems like he has built walls around his heart and it’s not easy to read him anymore. The problem was that you didn’t know why he did this. He used to allow himself to be open and vulnerable with you. At least you thought so.

Now you are left wondering what’s in his mind and what is it that makes him act this way. Was the quiz that awkward? Did he see you in a different way now?

Questions like this kept messing with you and you wished you could unsend that quiz if it were to prevent this outcome. But you decided to give him a little bit more time. You were friends after all, right? Friends always come back to each other, no matter what. Right?

The next couple of days Donghyuck had been ignoring you still. Jimin said there was no point in feeling sad about it and that he would just snap one moment and realize what an asshole he was.

You hadn’t told Yangyang about any of that. He had mentioned the quiz once, asking you something like how you made it and what you wrote exactly, but nothing more specific about Donghyuck. So you decided to let it go, he wouldn’t understand anyway.

You were sitting at the park alone, leaning against a tree while watching the sun slowly hiding behind the hill, waiting for the moon to rise and take its place in the sky. The cheerful screams of little kids were gradually fading away and the park was becoming quieter, the only sound interrupting the silence from time to time was the barking of dogs.

You felt peaceful. You found a moment in time to have for yourself, a small escape from all of last week’s dramatic events. You breathed in the fresh air, you let your body relax and your mind roam around the scenery of nature in front of you.

This inner serenity didn’t last long though. Your phone chimed in your pocket and the screen lit up, the intense brightness hurting your eyes due to the contrast with the now darker sky.

You lowered the brightness in order to take a better look at the text on your screen. You squinted your eyes a bit further, this time not because of the brightness.

[Hyuck]

i really need to talk to you

it’s important

you know where to find me

i’m at your favorite place

You kept rereading Donghyuck’s texts over and over. So he ignores me for days and now all of a sudden he wants us to meet and he puzzles me with a riddle? What the hell?

You turned off your phone and stared blankly in front of you, trying to think of what place Donghyuck was talking about. You didn’t even care about what he wanted to tell you. You had to find him first.

The gears inside your brain got to work, spinning quickly and digging through your memories to help you find the answer. But you were already in your favorite place. The park. At least it was your favorite at the moment. So if he were at the park, where could he be? You would be able to see him by now.

The gears in your brain suddenly stopped moving and the light bulb shone brightly above your head. You knew exactly where he was. And it wasn’t the park. You grabbed your things quickly and rushed out of the park, heading towards the place you could never imagine that you’ll ever see again.

You had been walking for only ten minutes and your legs were hurting and started feeling wobbly. The one time you actually needed your bike, you didn’t have it. A sigh left your lips and you continued walking, looking at your phone from time to time in case Donghyuck texted you something else or called you.

You could tell that you were almost there by the red and gold lighting attacking your eyes, contrasting with the darkness of your surroundings. You squinted your eyes as a reaction to the sudden appearance of light, walking towards the source of red and gold. The smell of butter popcorn lured you in and that’s how you knew you were at the exact place you needed to be.

You stood under the bright sign, the same white balloons climbing up the pillars on each side of the gate, confetti sprinkled and glued in between them, fairy lights trailing upwards to the glowing sign. ‘Welcome to Dreamland’.

You stood in awe. You never thought you would visit this place again. It's been years since the last time you visited the amusement park and it felt strange yet so familiar sitting there, looking at the place that felt like your childhood home.

Your eyes were roaming around and you just stood still, not moving a single step further. For a moment, you had forgotten the reason why you were there in the first place.

The scent of the familiar cologne was roaming in the air, snapping you out of your thoughts. Donghyuck cleared his throat and you turned around to face him.

He looked beautiful. The lights of the amusement park were reflecting in his eyes, his hair fell softly covering his forehead, his plump lips curved upwards to a smile.

You noticed that he held his arms behind his back, but you didn’t question it. You just stared right into his eyes, just like he stared into yours. “Hi” he said, his voice blurred among the music and random screams from little kids running around the amusement park.

“Hi” you greeted him back, and then both of you remained silent, looking at each other. Your eyes started stinging from keeping them open for a long time, so you lowered your gaze to your feet.

Donghyuck sensed the awkwardness and cleared his throat again before he spoke up. “I’m sorry, Y/n” he said.

Your head jolted up at the sound of his honey voice and your gaze locked in with his. You parted your lips to speak, but he beat you to it. “I’m sorry. I know my behavior was shit. I was an asshole. I was ignoring you when I shouldn’t. I’m surprised that you came to see me after the way I treated you. So thank you" he said.

You didn’t want to speak. You didn’t have the courage to do so, but you also didn’t know what to tell him. Instead, you waited for him to continue talking.

Donghyuck’s gaze shifted from your eyes to other places around him and he pursed his lips. “You know, I received that quiz you sent me” he trailed off.

You gulped at the mention of the quiz and suddenly your heartbeat picked up a pace so fast that was probably beyond human.

“I didn’t-” Donghyuck started, “I didn’t send it back to you because I wanted to answer it now, with you here” he said.

You found yourself incapable of speaking at that moment. You simply nodded and diverted your gaze back to your feet.

“Please look at me Y/n” Donghyuck said and you froze, slowly lifting your head to see him looking directly at you. You could tell he was nervous by the way he inhaled sharply and the soft red color that painted his cheeks.

“I didn’t know you felt this way about me,” he started, “so when I saw that quiz I was so troubled. Maybe you were obvious with it, maybe not, but what’s certain is that I was too nervous around you to even notice anything.”

You tried to process his words and come to a conclusion. Everything that came out of his mouth didn’t make sense to you. Why would he be nervous around me?

Donghyuck gulped and continued. “Do you remember how we met?” he asked, but the question was mostly addressed to himself rather than you. You smiled at the memory. How could you forget such a pretty boy?

“It was here, this exact place. We were both running, we bumped into each other, fell down and then dropped your cotton candy” he said and started laughing. You did the same.

“And then we became friends. Inseparable friends. You have always been the sweetest friend I’ve ever had. You are kind, funny, you make me feel comfortable, you’re always there for me even though I behave so shitty sometimes” he said.

“And you’re so beautiful. I find myself staring at you when you’re looking away and I just ask myself how can a person be this beautiful” he said, his voice getting gradually quieter, just a little bit louder than a whisper.

“Do you know why I stopped contacting you when I left?” Donghyuck asked, this time the question addressed to you.

You cleared your throat before speaking, voice barely audible. “No.” It was the first time you spoke after greeting him.

Donghyuck shifted a bit, balancing his weight on one leg. “Because I liked you so much I couldn’t bear talking to you, knowing that I wasn’t able to see you, touch you and tell you how much I missed you” he said. “I thought that maybe, if I didn’t talk to you again, maybe it would hurt less than it did.”

You felt your lips drying, eyes widening upon hearing these words. This can’t be real. Yes, you wanted him to like you back, but you never expected it to be true. Even if you believed in a slight chance that he might like you back, it never occurred to you that it might actually be true.

“Hyuck, what are you talking about?” you asked him, not believing a single word he was saying.

“I’m talking about how much I like you, Y/n. Fuck, I might even be in love with you. I don’t know, I always get this weird feeling around you and I can’t get it to stop! I keep thinking about you and how I want to be able to kiss you without finding excuses with these stupid spin the bottle games! I like you so fucking much Y/n, I don’t know how to act.”

You stood still, frozen. So this is really happening, you thought. All this time you were worried about your feelings for Donghyuck when he was feeling the exact same way towards you. Your heart fluttered to the sound of his confession and you felt like smiling so hard until your cheeks hurt.

“Please say something Y/n” Donghyuck whispered. You didn’t say anything though. You didn’t have to. Instead, you took a couple steps further and stood right in front of him, placing your hands on each side of his neck, smacking your lips onto his.

He responded immediately, parting his lips slightly to kiss you back. He removed one arm from behind his back to cup your cheek with his hand and he kissed you gently and genuinely.

The knot in your stomach was untied, releasing the butterflies it had been holding in for so long. Donghyuck’s plump lips moved in sync with yours, his soft touch on your cheek sending streaks of warmth down your entire body.

You slowly pulled back to catch your breath, looking at him in his eyes, both of you smiling as hard as ever. “Of course I like you too, dumbass. I’ve liked you ever since I met you.” You said and Donghyuck smiled even harder than before, if it was even possible.

You removed your hands from his neck, dropping them to your side. “What is behind your back?” you asked him eagerly.

Donghyuck dropped his hand from your cheek too and brought his other arm from behind his back, only to reveal a stick of fluffy pink cotton candy.

Your eyes widened at the sight. It was the last thing you expected to see.

“You know, I promised to buy you one because I had dropped it when we bumped into each other, but I never had the chance to do that, so...” Dongyuck said and you slammed your body into his arms, grinning hard and laughing.

You squeezed him tightly and he returned your embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist, his head finding its way to rest in the crook of your neck.

“I think I love you, Donghyuck” you softly said in his ear.

Donghyuck’s grip on you tightened more and he breathed in. “Y/n, I know I love you” he said, just loud enough so that you and only you could hear him.

Donghyuck pulled back slightly so that he could see your face. He was still holding you tightly, as if he physically couldn’t let you go. As you were lost in the pool of honey in his eyes, he spoke with a low voice. “Do you think you’ll finally be able to beat me in bumper cars?” he said.

You laughed at his question and his smile grew wider to the sound. “No, you’re too slow. I actually pity you” you said.

Donghyuck poked the inside on his cheek with his tongue and raised his eyebrow at your answer. “Oh yeah? Let’s find out, bitchass” he said and linked his fingers with yours to guide you to the amusement park.

Just like that, your heart was full. It was right at the place it needed to be from the very beginning. It was finally home.

The doorbell chimed behind you and a chill breeze entered the inside of the diner for a brief second. You didn’t have to turn your head to realize that a group of high school kids entered the diner, their voices were too loud and annoying. You rolled your eyes and popped a french fry into your mouth.

It’s been about two weeks since you and Donghyuck made it official. You agreed to start a relationship that very night you confessed to each other outside the amusement park. Donghyuck only agreed to go out with you if he won three consecutive races at the bumper cars ride. Turns out you ended up crashing his car in every single round, but Donghyuck kept on saying that he didn’t really mean what he said and kissed you into agreeing to go on another date with him.

You were happy. Ever since you started dating, you found yourself enjoying the time you spent with Donghyuck even more than you did before. It’s not that many things changed, it was mostly the same things you used to do. The only difference was that neither of you was afraid to express their true feelings anymore.

You and Donghyuck were sitting next to each other at the diner booth. Donghyuck had his arm wrapped around your shoulder, while he used his other arm to grab french fries from the bowl on your table. You agreed to buy just one bowl of french fries to ease your appetite before you ordered your actual meals.

Donghyuck was talking to you about the drive-in cinema that will start working again next week. He said that they would be playing one of his favorite movies, so he practically begged you to go with him and treat it as a date as well.

“What are you guys talking about?” you heard Jimin’s voice and you looked up to see that she had just arrived with Yangyang standing there next to her.

“Oh hey guys, we didn’t hear you entering. I was telling Y/n about the drive-in, it’ll be open again next week. Wanna go-wait-” Donghyuck started saying, but he cut himself off when he noticed that Yangyang was holding Jimin’s hand.

“Dude what?” Donghyuck asked again and you sat there staring at your friends with eyes wide open. Jimin and Yangyang were grinning at your and Donghyuck’s reactions, before they went to sit on the booth opposite of yours.

“Yup, it is exactly what you think it is. Now, what were you saying about the drive-in?” Yangyang casually joined in the conversation without addressing the matter that clearly needed to be addressed.

“Jimin, why didn’t you tell me about this? How long have you guys been going out?” you said smiling at your friends.

“Not that long, just a few days after you guys. See, I was going to tell you about it Y/n, but Yangyang thought it would be funnier if we just showed up one random day like this and let you guys figure it out on your own” Jimin said and Yangyang kissed her forehead before wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

“Yeah, turns out that stupid quiz you girls thought of works wonders” Yangyang said and popped one french fry that he stole from the bowl.

“Wait, Yangyang, you were the one to send Jimin the quiz? Oh how the tables turn” you said and he waved you off.

You weren’t even the slightest bit surprised that Yangyang and Jimin were dating now. Honestly, it was quite obvious that there was something going on between them, but both of them were way too stubborn to admit it. Was it that way with you and Donghyuck too?

The four of you spent time at the diner that night. The feeling of being carefree and relaxed around your friends reminded you of the time you used to spend all together back in high school. It really felt as if you never lost touch with one another, everything was back to normal. Except this time, your heart felt at ease too.

It was getting quite late and the diner was almost empty now. The four of you didn’t really have the heart to check the time and make a move to get up and leave, you were having way too much time to just call it a night.

You had now ordered a second round of drinks, non-alcoholic though because none of you was really that good at staying sober. Instead, you just stuck with fizzy drinks and sodas.

Yangyang emptied out his second bottle of coke before he slammed it on the table. He licked his lips and sighed. “Wow, this was a good one” he said. But this wasn’t the only thing he had in mind. You could tell by the smugness of his expression.

Yangyang smirked and then lifted his head to flash one of his signature wide grins. “I don’t wanna go home yet, guys. So, who’s up for a game of spin the bottle?” he asked.

Jimin kicked his leg under the table, Donghyuck sat up and smacked him in the head and you stretched your arm to pinch his nose. The four of you burst out laughing, thinking about how things would have turned out if it wasn’t for Yangyang’s stupid ideas.

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svt-rosalie · 1 month ago

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hi!! i was just wondering if you could go more in depth about yoongi and rosie’s relationship? they are such a sweet sibling duo and i’d love to read more about them!

. . . ♡ YOOJI ! ? 🐡 TIMELINE ★ ﾟ๑

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you're in the first sentence of this

non-stopping page, my brightest dream

rainbow, nct dream

2013-2014 / Where It All Started.

Rosalie had attended a BTS fansign in 2013, when she got some free time after training

She loved meeting all the boys but her favorite was Yoongi

He was confused when she confessed that statement towards, yet she explained that his attitude and rapping skills drew her in and she’s excited to see what they become

She hoped they would make it big and all their dreams would come true

Rosie also confessed that she was training too at Pledis and hoped one day he could see her on stage and cheer her on like she does him

Their interaction was short but memorable

Yoongi spoke about her to his company and asked if they could get in contact with hers to see if it would be allowed for her to visit back and forth for training purposes

Pledis was skeptical, not wanting a trainee of theirs to get into a scandal before they even made a debut, but as long as their meetings were supervised then it was fine

(As if a 13 year old girl is thinking of anything other then school and her training?? Shut the fuck up Pledis)

The big brother roll set in very quickly for Yoongi

The two would spend time together with Yoongi teaching her skills with writing music and helping her rap even though she knew she wanted to be a singer

Knowing how to rap wasn’t a bad skill, as Yoongi would say

Every single time they would work together Rosalie took in every word Yoongi said like he hung the moon in the sky

Again — Rosalie was a fan of Yoongi and all the other members of BTS. So, it was crazy for her to be in the same room as the boy, gaining tips and tricks from him even though he was still a rookie

She just knew though that he and his member would be something one day, and she’d be right their supporting them!

2015-2018 / Debut, and More

After months of training and putting her blood, sweat and tears into everything that she does

Rosalie finally debuts

She hadn’t told a single soul that her groups first music video would be out on May 26 that year

Not even Yoongi, it was suppose to be a surprise

And surprised he was

Yoongi didn’t find out until Seventeen had a stage on the same day as BTS at the same place ( author note, i know run by bts was released in april 2015 so i feel like their schedules might have overlap but im not sure, so we are going to pretend they did!)

BTS has been busy that year, changing their concept and figuring out what said group was going to be with their newest comeback ‘Run’ — so Yoongi didn’t really have the chance to ask Rosalie many questions other then

‘How are you doing?’ ‘Are you eating correctly?’ ‘Is anyone being mean to you?’ ect ect

So it definitely threw the older boy off when the (at the time) 5’6 girl comes running at him and yelling “I debuted! I debuted! Aren’t you happy?”

Yoongi was very excited for her even if he didn’t show it well

Rosie knew though

She knew that he was proud and little scared for her as well in his eyes.

Eyes tell.

Yoongi and Rosie cheered each other on silently and behind the scenes

The older boy would send her flowers and words of encouragement when she had a showcase she’s was nervous to perform for or when she needed some uplifting words

Rosalie would show him pictures of her pulling his photos cards and would subtly promote BTS whenever she could.

The kpop community found out of their friendship when Yoongi released his solo mixtape under the name Agust D and they had a collab named ‘So Far Away’

Fans were surprised but at the same time not really that surprised, if that makes sense?

Everyone saw the subtly of their friendship, a senior and junior.

But it was more of older brother and younger sister.

Yoongi even though he would encourage her and give her advice, he still teased her.

They took the world by storm again when posting a photo together on BTS twitter with the caption “annoying little sister.”

Since 2017 they’ve became known to the world as the nations favorite siblings

Even though they aren’t related!

2020-Present / A Lifetime Friendship

The continued to have a strong bond throughout the years

They released many collabs together such as the song Eight on Rosalie’s first solo album, People Pt.2 on Yoongi’s Second mixtape

The public loved and hold on to every interaction they have

Rosalie’s parents think of Yoongi as a son they dreamed for

Yes, they love their two daughters but having son wouldn’t be so bad

At least that’s what Rosie’s mother says every time the older boy visits

Rosalie calls Yoongi any chance she gets

You know how their are some girls that call their mom or dad when they are in the car or getting ready, that’s Rosalie with Yoongi

Constantly.

The amount of youtube complications made for Yoongi and Rosie’s friendship

Clips resurface every year such as . . .

A clip from one of Rosie’s vlog of her and Yoongi going strawberry picking and then Rosie forcing the boy to bake a strawberry cake from the fruit they picked that day

Or Yoongi being recorded supporting Rosie at her Solo debut showcase in Seoul

Clips of Rosalie’s collection go BTS album collection right next to her SEVENTEEN ones, she likes to show off the photo cards she collect

(She’s one of us guys)

The two have never argued, disagreements yes, but they never get angry with each other

Rosalie is so happy she has someone like Yoongi in her life and Yoongi feels the exact same.

Twin flames, the two will stick by each others side till the very end

author note — this sucks, i’m sorry

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waltzingwithyourenemyattheball · 1 year ago

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✨111✨

You live life in defined stages, set in their ways, dislike change. Anal personality, structured, to-do lists that must be crossed off and any step out of the system creates irritation. You are doing something you don’t want, to get something you don’t want, simply because you once decided. You are being told to embrace partnership, learning how to dance would help, choose a dance style in which it involves two people going in a rhythm like salsa. This will help with adaptability and flexibility which you really need. Tightness in body will be gone to. You take the road taken while yearning for adventure, you think, but you never act. hesitant energy due to defeated mindset: first the world defeated you and now you defeat you. You need love, you like love, you crave love and affection but darn it if you show this. You crave intimacy. You like to seem tough. You want softness. A go-getter. Someone who says they don’t have time for love and will focus on their career. A free thinker who doesn’t like changes. Theme of love life: opposites attract like rebel meets high school sweetheart, princess and the frog, forbidden romance. Loyal to a fault. MAIN MESSAGE: Embrace partnerships especially romantic, it will change your life. Don’t rush but embrace, go out on dates, meet people, BE VULNERABLE. Now listen carefully: there is no shame in wanting to be loved, it’s the most human thing to feel. Work on this and many of your problems will vanish, like literally be banned from your life.

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✨333✨

*If all this isn’t happening currently, it means you must make it happen* NEW BEGINNINGS. All the conflict and shame is in the past, all the cold wars, all the over analysis, complaining and gossiping, all the plans are out the window. It is a fresh new start. ‘Beautiful’ by NCT might be relevant for you. You have worked hard to save relationships, biting your tounge and all to the deterioration of your own happiness. No more. You are done. You are done in a good way. ALL YOUR focus and all you energy is being invested in changes, changing decor, moving homes, letting go of the stuff in your house that doesn’t bring you joy, a de-clutter. It’s like moving into a new environment where no one has a pre-concieved notion of who you are, so you can begin anew. You can be who you want to be. You are being told to not rush the process, it might already be at a good velocity, learn from your past but not let old experiences get in the way of making new ones. LEAVE THE BAGGAGE. CUT CORDS. It seems like you are moving away from family and siblings for some of you. A year from now, it’s a different story, a good one. CHANNELED PHRASES: new home, relief, reminiscing past as simply past with no negativity. You are a hard worker and it will be rewarded and I know you are tired of hearing the word patient, but you will be rewarded soon. Fight for your place in the world, don’t let people walk over you. Remember Energy flows where attention goes, if you constantly keep replaying the past in your head like a cassette and its like asking ‘Why won’t the music stop when I hit replay’, its because you are replaying it, and harbouring resentment. LEARN TO FIGHT BACK. Don’t show the other cheek, and make do. Make the best of the situation but that doesn’t mean you let go of your rights, please communicate your desires and work towards it, instead of running away from conflict. COMMENT ‘333’ To claim this! 🌙DM for a personal tarot reading🌙

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sjywrites · 2 months ago

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Heyyy can we have Jungwoo from nct headcanons when y'all go on a cheap date and just relax together, anything else is up to you really!! Also I love your work 💞💞

jungwoo headcanons - date night!!

hey anon tysm for sending this it was very cutesy and sweet!! ❤️

also when you sent this I got reminded of this photo I saved a while ago of him so I'm gonna base it on this 😝

lowercase intended!!

cw: one mention of making out

okay two words; midnight snack!!

so like just imagine you two watching a movie (preferably a disney movie!) and then suddenly you got a lil hungry you know??

so he comes up with this bright idea to drive to mcdonald's in the middle of the night instead of searching for anything edible in the comfort of your home!

and with his busy work schedule, this WILL count as a date.

so you get dressed quickly, wearing your matching hello kitty pjs and throwing his hoodie over it, and jump into the car

he insists on driving (idek if this dude has a drivers license but this is fiction so now he does) and he does that thing where he has one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your thigh 🙃

plays some goofy ass music on the way there, and I'm not talking old tiktok songs type beat but like a literal mix between cocomelon songs, old katy perry songs and opera...

when y'all finally arrive at the closest mc, you decide to take the drive through so you don't have to walk in there looking like rats ♡

he asked what you wanted beforehand but literally forgot what you asked for, and instead of asking you again he orders half the menu and prays that what you wanted is in there

spoiler alert he forgot his card so you had to pay (don't worry he payed you back right away)

when you got your food you decided to eat in the car instead of driving home and letting the food get cold

so you sat there, way longer than you had too and ate your food, talked, listened to bad music and maybe made out once or twice

at some point you both decided it was time to go back home, so you did. when you arrived home you put on the first disney movie you saw, and jungwoo fell asleep within the first five minutes of it

you had a cute little photoshoot of him sleeping, but eventually fell asleep too

you woke up the next morning to the TV still running and had gone through at least 4 other disney movies...

I love him so much tysm anon for req this!! also sorry if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes english is not my first language and it's 1 am here😭😭

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simplysedusa · 2 months ago

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Do you have any silly head-canons for the rrb. And I mean downright ridiculous.

I'm so sorry this took a while to answer. The original one that I was gonna talk about turned out to be a bit..angstier than I realized and I figured it'd be best to save it for a ficlet idea I came up with. 😉😈

So, here's some other silly headcanons:

I stated in another post talking about the Rowdyruffs that Brick's guilty pleasures are boy groups. This also applies to K-Pop groups. He's into K-Pop (but he listens to other genres of music as well) and only Boomer and Butch know because they hear his tone-deaf ass mispronouncing every other Korean word in the shower. Both Boomer and Butch decide to keep this info to themselves because 1.) they want to live and 2.) who'd believe them? Brick's got private, secondary stan accounts with VPNs locating him in the Bermuda Triangle, pretending to be some 15 year old girl named "Becca". He's mostly a boy group stan (NCT, Ateez, Stray Kids) but a few girl groups managed to catch his interest (Dreamcatcher, G-Idle, Twice). And no, he's not above arguing with twelve year olds about record sales or popularity.

I'd imagine Bubbles stops by the Ruff household and catches Brick humming a very familiar tune to himself, and she's the one who casually tells others whenever the situation calls for it. Much to Boomer and Butch's chagrin, no one bats an eye.

After the events of "Bubble Boy", Boomer suggested getting revenge by having them dress up as the Powerpuffs and causing chaos across town. Originally, Brick and Butch were against it, but then considered the "evil acts" they could get away with and were suddenly on board. Unfortunately, they couldn't find the right dresses (plus Boomer and Butch's hair would NOT cooperate) and they gave up.

Halloween is their favorite holiday. Scaring people and free candy were great, but the boys really loved wearing costumes that they stole from the Halloween Party stores downtown. Their favorite group costume was of the Ministry of Pain (and the looks of Townsville citizens' faces as they arrived at their doors made it all the better for them).

Boomer's a dog person, Butch is a cat person, and Brick's neutral. The three had discussed wanting a pet to play with while under Mojo and HIM's care. They both reluctantly agreed so long as the vote was unanimous. Boomer and Butch damn near fought to the death to try to convince the other or Brick to change their minds. Boomer decides to let the matter slide. He finds a Beebo and keeps it a secret until after they move in with Ms. Keane.

Since receiving their new hairstyles in "The Boys Are Back In Town", the boys are very particular about their hair. They started to wear color-coded silk bonnets to bed after getting the idea from Sedusa when they broke into her place by sheer coincidence one night and spotted her wearing one.

RANDOM BITS OF KNOWLEDGE IN REGARDS TO SCIENCE AND ROBOTICS. The boys may struggle with finding the atomic weight of a certain element, but they know chemical reactivity (what elements will react to one another without exploding) like the back of their hands. Blueprints for death rays are like memorizing phone numbers for them. They were kicked out of the robotics club on their first day (and almost expelled entirely) after demonstrating how to build an actual laser and for rebuilding functioning, miniature Mojo robots from scratch. Blossom nearly considers going back to homeschool when she learns that she shares all of her A.P science classes with all three of the Ruffs.

It takes everything in Butch to not make another Rowdyruff once he learns of Bunny and Bullet. Brick likes the idea but thinks it's too much work, while Boomer is completely repulsed at the idea of having another brother. (He might just help make a Rowdyruff pet however, but his Beebo and Valentino are enough of a handful. 😉)

That's all I got at the moment, but if I have more, I'll be sure to share lmao.

#ppg #the rowdyruff boys #brick rrb #butch rrb #boomer rrb #brick keane #butch keane #boomer keane #ms. keane #blossom utonium #bubbles utonium #and once again the ask is answered thanks to me

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lucyandthepen · 1 year ago

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last eden - i . | lmh

part i, ii, iii

only one thing has ever mattered to you, in this lifetime, and in all others : mark lee — even if he doesn't know yet, and even if he may never remember.

pairing: mark x reader verse: canon/idol!verse, soulmates trope rating: T warnings: none, possibly some mild language, like... one very tame mention of making love ig word count: 4.3k

A/N: yeah i have a lot of these fics that i'm repurposing that i desperately want to post so i can continue them so please look the other way at my random over enthusiasm i beg !! my only long-standing mark fic is actually gorgeous, and while we do love a good raunchy piece, i love mark way too much to keep it to just that. this was my first ever fic on my old blog, and i'm quite attached to the idea despite the fact that it's actually very difficult for me to write. i changed the name because i actually love this song by maktub (anything he puts out is gold to me), which i think generally fits the vibe of the story, so give it a listen if you're interested! so i hope you all enjoy this idol!verse soulmates fic! (help a gal out by reblogging, liking, and leaving a few kind words if you're so inclined!)

“This isn’t really your best idea.”

You know this. You’re fully aware of the possible and endless risks as well as the minimal benefits. But you have to go. The thing that Heehyeon, your roommate, doesn’t fully understand is that this could be your one and only shot, and it could mean life or death. And you know that sounds pretty dramatic, but it really is. you don’t really have all the details (when, where, how, the important stuff) but that doesn’t matter to you right now.

What really matters is that today is NCT’s comeback stage at M! Countdown, and you have to be there.

Unfortunately, this isn’t one of those things you have to go to because your a die-hard fan and you just have to support the group and do all those fan chants and lie to your mom about going to the library when you’re really staying over outside a company building for hours just to wave those silly, expensive light sticks that look like they came out of the factory a bit funny. Sure, NCT’s music was nice (enough), but that isn’t really the reason why you told your mom not to come over this weekend because you would be out on a company team building retreat (as if they actually do that). More than anything, you knew you had to take this chance to see him.

When you don’t respond, Heehyeon presses on with a firmer tone, as if she’s determined to convince you even though you both know nothing is really going to stop you at this point.

“Listen to me, _____________. You are going to a tightly-packed music show with at least a hundred other fans, and you are going to stand in the middle of that dense crowd and — and what? Stare up at him. That’s it. He’s not going to see you; that stage is so high up he’ll probably only catch a look at your forehead, and that’s if you make it up front. And since we both know you’re neither the tallest nor the luckiest person in the world, you know the odds are against you. You’re probably going to get pushed to the back, or stampeded, and it’s going to be messy, and you’re going to push, and they’re going to push you back, and your make-up is going to fall apart, or whatever. Is this really worth it?”

“I told you,” you try to sound patient, but the idea of being buffeted away from the stage by a large wave of sweaty bodies causes more discomfort than you had originally anticipated thanks to her colorful and supremely unhelpful description. “If being near the stage doesn’t work out, I’ll wait out back, near the exit, and —“

“Oh yeah, and ambush him. Because you’ll be the only one there, and because that’s totally safe.” She drops the slightly (well, pretty) judgmental tone when she sees your bottom lip quiver. “I’m not… I’m not saying you shouldn’t try to reach out to him. But this doesn’t sound like the best way, _____________. Security is so tight there, and NCT’s security is even more wary. Even if you do manage to get close, what in the world are you going to say?”

“I— I’ll figure it out once I’m there.” You purse your lips; surely I love you; we’re meant to be together wouldn’t be that hard on your end, but the more important question is: did it sound sane? You didn’t express this doubt, though. Doing so would give your roommate more ammunition to turn back at you; you’d play it by ear when you actually got around to making eye contact with him (if that ever happened at all). And — well, maybe you wouldn’t have to say anything. Maybe, just maybe, this time, he’d remember you.

At that thought, you feel an initial wave of laughter, closely followed by a second, much more painful wave of nausea. Of all the absurd things you could think of, that was probably the most ridiculous.

“This isn’t a good idea,” she recapitulates, shaking her head. “You know what they do to people who stalk idols and say they’re really going to get married to them, or whatever. You know what they’d call you.”

“But I’m not crazy like that,” you argue.

“I know that, but they don’t know anything about you! You’d be labeled a sasaeng. They’ll probably think you’re one of those girls that sneak into their dorms and sniff their underwear before selling them on the dark side of Taobao through a weird Chinese proxy or something.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do?” You ball your fists at your side, feeling a little betrayed. Heehyeon, of all people, should be able to understand why you had to do this, even if it was ludicrous. She had remembered you, reached out to you before you could even place her. She’d heard your story, understood that you had been waiting years for this moment, even stopped you on other occasions when you were about to do the same thing you were planning now, saying it wasn’t the right time. “I don’t have any other way of contacting him. I don’t even know if this is going to work, but you know I have to try, and I feel like this is the right time. I have to see him. I have to — I have to be with him. I don’t need your blessing to go, you know.”

There’s a palpable tension hanging over you now, and Heehyeon’s expression has gone mostly unreadable, save for that twinge of worry still present in her gaze. The soft sound of regular, heavy exhales punctuate every few seconds that pass, and you realize a little later that it’s your breathing, which has turned a bit heavy from the energy spent sort-of yelling at your roommate.

“I know that,” she finally sighs. “I know that, _____________. I just wish you used a different way. Like, a safer, less crazy one.”

“I would use one if there were one.” You frown. “I’m not going to do anything stupid, like attack him. I would never do that.”

She doesn’t say much anymore, opting to watch you instead as you stuff a few more essential things in your bag. A hat. A fan. a bottle of water. Heehyeon had tried to coerce you to buy one of those cheering kits with those slogans, but you didn’t want to waste your money on it, and, truthfully, you didn’t want his name hanging on your walls like some sick reminder in case he rejected you.

“What did you tell your manager?” She asks in a clear attempt to lighten the mood.

“I told her I was sick. You know she never really asks as long as I find someone to substitute for me,” you sling your bag over your shoulder, standing straighter. “How do I look?”

“Pretty damn healthy,” she notes. “But also kind of crazy.”

“I’ll see you tonight, Heehyeon,” you roll your eyes as you make your way out of the room. Before you close the door, she makes one last quick remark.

“Not if I see you on the evening news first!”

You have to take two buses to get to Sangamsan-ro. Even though the traffic is generally mild, the buses make too many stops and wait too long for old ladies with their fruit baskets and newspapers to get on. The wait is making you anxious, and you think about getting an orange to abate your growing hunger, but you’re also so nervous that you’re sure you’re going to spew it all out onto the bus floor anyway. So, you content yourself with listening to music and fiddling with your fingers in your lap.

All you have in your phone is NCT’s music. The files were so large that you’d had to delete everything else you used to listen to and a handful of pictures too (mostly selfies that would have never seen the light of day, anyway) just to get them to fit. You used to only listen to the Korean versions, but you’d found all these little nuances in how Mark raps his lines depending on the language, so you’d started listening to the English and Japanese releases too, even though you can’t understand a lick of anything but ‘baby.’ Most of the time, you skip over to the relevant (see: Mark-filled) parts, already having memorized their timestamps to a kind of sick degree.

It was kind of dumb, and sort of selfish, but you had never really identified yourself as an NCT fan anyway. If you had been an active part of the groups following, people would have probably called you an akgae. You were really only concerned with one member, and it was that member’s voice that filled your ears when you’d plugged your earbuds in and put the volume up.

The first time you’d seen him was in your last year of college. One of your college friends had asked you to accompany them to a Nature Republic outlet downtown. Despite your general lack of interest in make-up at that point in time, you’d gone because she’d promised to buy you a corndog. What you’d gotten instead was a large standee of a handsome guy smiling at you and holding out a pot of aloe vera gel.

You knew his eyes. Even though his features changed a million times in your memory, you could never mistake his eyes for anyone else’s — soft, warm, brown eyes that you’d stared into for truly an eternity. His were eyes you could never forget, were never allowed to forget. You could remember the millions of times they’d smiled up at you in those past lives you were haunted with, twinkled with mischief and laughter in your presence, borne deep into yours on hot summer nights as you made love. Of all the uncertain things in all of the lives you remembered living, these eyes acted as your anchor.

You’d almost forgotten you were there with a friend until she’d called out to you, telling you to step inside the shop. Trying to sound disinterested despite the fact that your heart was pounding, you asked who the guy in the standee was. Mark, she’d called him. Mark of NCT. He was an idol, a rapper in one of those up and coming groups that was starting to gain a lot of attention within the general public because of their ‘cool, chic concepts.’ At that information, your heart had fallen into a pool of acid in your stomach.

Other times were hard, but not this hard. Most of the factors that had kept you or torn you apart were much larger in scale — war, famine, other natural disasters. This, out of all the other times, seemed to be the most difficult; he wasn’t an ordinary man anymore, but a god among men — a god you couldn’t be allowed to approach. You had ditched your friend the moment she’d gotten her change back at the counter, citing a sudden time of the month as the root cause, and dashed out and back to school, sparing only one last glance at the standee.

You’d been waiting for him for years, carefully looking for any sign of him in the people around you, but you had grown tired and had come to believe that maybe, in this life, you had been set free — that he didn’t exist, and the curse would be over. However, as you pored over each and every teaser, music video, advertisement, and blurry, noise-heavy radio interview you could find even a sliver of his face in, you realized that the curse had come back, and in a much larger force than you could ever imagine.

You’d stared at your desk for the longest time that day; the sun had dipped out of sight already when you’d sighed yourself out of your trance. It had never been this difficult. Having the Memory was mostly the worst thing ever, but its usual perk was that you could pick him out a little easier, and he was never too far away — nobody you ever knew in your first life ever was. They just kept coming up again and again, running around in little circles throughout time and space, and you recognized them in a way you’ve come to grow familiar with. It’s a tug, sort of like a tickle in your stomach, and you knew then that he was close by. The signal only stopped when you found him, and it usually wasn’t that hard. From there, you were responsible for weaving the same kind of story — one in which you would fall in love, be happy for a period of time, and then… well.

Heehyeon has the Memory, too. She’d remembered you from a previous life, too, and picked you out of a packed line at a coffee shop, striking up one of the most awkward conversations you’d ever had the displeasure of being a part of because she hadn’t been sure if you remembered her. It was only when she mentioned that you seemed like someone she could be good friends with and that you also seemed like you just happened to like your coffee black with two sugars did you realize that her sudden onslaught of friendliness was a sign she might be like you: unable to forget. She’d actually once asked you if you’d tried just letting him go, and you’d responded with a resolute no. At this point, it was too hard to call him a lost cause, even if he really seemed it. How could you stop loving someone you know you’ve loved for millennia?

He’s extremely handsome in this life, you’ve noted. Girls were falling all over him, which only made things ten times harder. A couple of years back, some rumors of him dating a labelmate had come up. Heehyeon had talked you through that long night of you clutching tissues in a fist and sobbing about how you didn’t want this anymore, how it was never fair, how every single time you had to find him was just growing more and more difficult until it seemed to reach an impossible arc. But, mostly, you’d cried because you hated the possibility — probably the confirmation — that he didn’t remember you at all.

You didn’t really expect him to, but you always hoped. Every life, you would approach him, and he would be a clean slate. It was a tiring process, one you wished you weren’t constantly responsible for. Some days, you resented him; how could he live his life carefree, without even the notion that you two were meant to be together? Most days, though, you just longed for him. Him, and a happy ending.

You let out a sigh as the track changes. His voice greets you again; over time, you’ve noticed it sounding even cooler, more impactful. He’s doing well for himself. And here you are, attempting to make yourself stand out in a pool of fans he probably can’t even see clearly. Nice.

You get to listen to about half of the newly released album before you realize you’re nearing your stop. Sidestepping a couple of baskets of oranges, you make it to the door and dash out. Heehyeon had drawn you a crude map to CJ E&M, and you’d been skeptical of it at first, but you realize now you would have gotten lost and missed the stage long before you got there if you had gone in blind. You’d make sure to thank her when you got back. If you did actually come back in one piece.

Heehyeon also hadn’t been joking; the line outside looks like it would fill a whole section of Jamsil. You’d heard of the dedication of some of these fans, but you’d never seen it like this, nor had you ever actually been a part of it. Kids were really up at three in the morning in support of NCT. Many of them are probably here specifically in support of Mark, you think. Sure enough, the people you line up behind are holding holographic slogans with the print “Mark-yah!” You swallow hard, trying not to regret your decision not to partake in that.

It feels like hours before you get even close to the door of the building. The chatter has died down a little, but not by much; even with less people ahead of you, the noise pollution increases in tandem with the excitement in the atmosphere. You’re not excited, though. You’re sick to your stomach, wishing you hadn’t come alone and wondering if you were going to regret this. Probably. Luckily, a couple of teenagers behind you strike up a casual conversation starting with “ah, it’s getting more humid now,” and you take turns complaining about what the weather would probably be like later on in the day before you start talking about NCT. They’re both Jaehyun fans, and you think about whether or not you remember meeting him in a past life. Nothing really rings a bell.

When you tell them you’re here for Mark, they giggle.

“We know,” they chime. “You’re wearing blue.”

“It’s his favorite color,” you say, a little defensively.

“Everyone knows that. Everyone here wearing that ocean blue is a Mark fan. Didn’t he say so once?” They dissolve into laughter again, but you say nothing. Maybe he had said that recently. Then again, his favorite color has always been blue — the color of the sky and the sea he seems to love so much.

The line grows shorter and shorter, and your ankles feel like they’re starting to swell. You’ve been standing for a good two hours now, and you regret not having bought one of those NCT membership cards that get you up to the front of the line. It’s really no surprise that you, the two Jaehyun fans, and the others in the line behind you are all squished in the back, just like Heehyeon had said you would be. It takes a good twenty minutes before the lights dim down and the stage lights start up, and you hear the buzz that increases in volume right before it becomes a collective deafening shriek from the crowd. The light sticks go up, and you’re momentarily blinded by the large stars that blink NCT in some weird logo form before you get your bearings again. By that time, the members have begun trooping onto the stage in a single file, and you forget your swollen ankles as you tiptoe and crane your head for a better view.

He’s there, your mind screams. He’s right there. You’ve got a whole crowd in front of you, but he’s right there.

The Jaehyun fans are losing their mind too; he’s talking, asking them how they found the album and encouraging them to keep supporting it. Typical idol stuff, you assume, but the fans go wild in an attempt to reassure him that they will. They all speak in a line, and you note Mark will be last. When the mic is handed over to him, the fans start screaming again. You feel like you want to yell as well, except you’re not sure if you’ll say something actually coherent that other people will hear. Instead, you tiptoe a little higher, fixing your pretty bad eyesight on his face and perking your ears up.

“You’re all here so early,” he starts. “How long have you been waiting for us?”

A flurry of numbers fly across the room. He smiles in this genuinely affectionate way even though his eyes can’t focus on a single person in the dark, and your heart stutters at the sight.

“Do your mothers know you’re here?” He’s teasing now. “You can’t tell them that NCT is the reason you’re not sleeping well, you know. Everyone, make sure that you eat breakfast and rest well before school today, okay?”

While the crowd screams in response, you let out a little whimper. It’s a weak, pathetic sound, but it essentially sums up how you feel, seeing him like this from so far away.

The pre-recording starts, but you barely catch anything. You’re too small for this kind of life, and you get so tired of tiptoeing that you actually do try to push your way through the crowd. Of course, this is fruitless, and you end up squatting by the back wall of the room, sipping on your water conservatively and listening to the Jaehyun fans do the chant religiously.

NCT performs the song two more times before they’re saying their goodbyes. You muster up the energy to stand again and make a beeline for the exit before everyone else can smash their way through. The sun is almost up now; beads of sweat form on the nape of your neck as you round the building, trying to find the indicated spot that Heehyeon had marked as the back exit of CJ E&M. You worry about how you’re in the wrong place for about ten minutes until you see the two Jaehyun fans turning the corner quickly, obviously with the same goal as you: to catch NCT as they leave the building.

In no time, the fans have gathered at the spot again, and it seems like they’ve multiplied tenfold; the chants are louder and there are girls with gigantic cameras trying to shove you away from the spot. Security from the company camps out in front of you, their gazes shifting from the door to the crowd and back again.

People around you roar the moment the doorknob turns. Nine of them file out, now in regular clothing, surrounded by their own security. You feel a surge of force behind you, trying to push forward, and someone’s camera lens hits you hard in the side of the face. You barely have time to cry out in surprise, caught in what would have been a scream of pain, when you see him.

In the growing light, Mark looks like a king. No — like a god, actually. Everything on his face shines even when minimal sunlight strikes it; his teeth help, too, brightening his face as his mouth hangs open in an easy laugh. He’s talking to Doyoung and has to face him, his sharp jawline being the first thing anyone can see from that perspective, and it’s that angle that creates all these alarms in your head.

For some reason, you’ve blocked out the noise around you. Even the pain from the camera lens attack isn’t bothering you as much anymore; you feel like you’re in an aquarium, and all the screams are on the other side of the glass. Your vision tunnels; all you can see is him.

You’d promised Heehyeon you wouldn’t do anything stupid. Again and again, she’d asked you and drilled you and reminded you that you weren’t supposed to do anything that would get you into trouble. Even with those promises you’d made, she’d still doubted you. Later, when you’d tell her this story, she’d roll her eyes and yell I told you so!, because, well, she did tell you. And, when you’d look at it in retrospect, you’d see that you should have listened.

Right now, though, you’re walking. Somehow, the camera lens that had attacked you had turned its gaze onto much more important targets; the guard stationed in front of you grunted in pain and reflexively retracted his hand after the lens made contact with it. It wasn’t a long movement, but it was enough for you to be pushed forward by the crowd. Enough to get your feet moving.

Other fans had stopped trying to break through; though many were still hysterical, most were trying to take pictures of the members as they climbed into the van. One by one, they were disappearing before your eyes. No, you thought to yourself. Your chest tightened. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you think that the noise behind you has gotten much louder. Not now. He hasn’t seen me yet. Not yet, please.

You don’t realize that your feet have picked up the pace, and you’ve broken into a short sprint before the building security could catch you. It’s too late; he can’t leave his post, and he only has to hope that NCT’s staff are well-equipped to fend off a running girl. They are, but they’re too busy helping the members that they’re caught unaware — just long enough for you to be within an arm’s reach of them.

Mark is almost in the van; he’s caught off-guard, too, and he doesn’t realize that something’s not right until you’re already there. Security grabs his arm and tries to tug him out of your reach and into the van at the same time that a strong hand grapples at the back of your shirt. Doyoung, who had been by Mark’s side, tries to use his arms to shield you from his friend when he realizes who you are targeting, yelling out something you can’t really understand.

It’s a ten-second long struggle of limbs in which you hear your own “Let go of me!” harmonize perfectly with Mark’s frantic “What the —?” Somehow, though, you’re able to fight through Doyoung’s arms and grip Mark’s wrist with a sweaty palm. The contact causes him to turn back reflexively, eyes wide in shock.

His eyes. God, please, won’t he recognize me? Your fingers close around his wrist a little more tightly. Your mouth is dry, and your throat is on fire. You’re wasting precious time. You only manage out a weak, “Please, Mark, it’s me,” before he’s twisting his wrist away. The arm that gripped your shirt moves to lock around your waist, and you’re hauled, empty-handed, away from the van. Awareness you’d lost slowly trickles back into you. The crowd isn’t screaming at the members now; they’re screaming at you. They’re angry. As you’re dragged away, you vaguely note that the Jaehyun fans you were with are fuming behind the security guards still keeping them in place.

The security guard that carried you off like a rag doll plants you in front of him, and he lets go of your waist but still keeps his grip tight around both your forearms, which have been twisted behind you. You have no choice but to watch from afar as the members drag Mark into the van, looks of concern etched across their faces. They ask him if he’s hurt, and he shakes his head. Right before the door closes, he quickly glances back at you. Your heart sinks for the second time today as you see something in his eyes you’d never seen before.

Fear. Mark is afraid of you.

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thesafecafe · 10 months ago

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Let It Snow: H.R

A/N: thank you to @jenoslutie for hosting this collab, it was so fun to write for dream! It is a bit rushed because I was pressed for time, but I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Things get interesting when you and Renjun spend the week of Christmas together....

CW: 18+, MDNI, fluff, elopement (for discounts), smut, soft dom! Renjun, face sitting, oral (fem receiving), making out, fingering, soft sex, unprotected sex (don't), cream pie, mirror sex, ass slapping, praise, pet names, mentions of violence, (not pwp but the plot is a little thin), horrible puns at the end, smut under the cut enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't believe that the members of NCT would act like this, nor is this meant to be a representation of their real life actions or personalities. This is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

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Renjun couldn't be anymore excited. He was finally going to have alone time with you. He hadn't gotten much of a chance to spend with you, since the other members hogged your time. They wouldn't let him near you first, all having the undying urge to tick him off just because they could. But finally, you were going to be with him for a whole week. His patience had paid off.

Having already texted you that he was outside, Renjun stood patiently outside your door. He knew that you might take a few minutes to get outside. He'd come quite early. “Hang on, I'm coming! Let me grab my coat!” He heard your muffled voice through the door. “It's okay princess! Take your time!” Renjun took a cursory glance around your street. There wasn't a car in sight, all pulled into garages thanks to the incoming snow storm that was supposed to hit.

As he turned back around, he heard your door opening. “Sorry it took me so long! I slept in just a little bit!” Renjun silently took you in, as you fidgeted and adjusted yourself along with some last minute luggage. You were dressed in a light blue sweater dress, and white leggings. Your hair was just barely concealed under a white fur hat, and you wore a matching set of gloves. “Oh look! We're matching!”

As Renjun had been looking you over, you'd done the same. He had on a light blue sweater and jeans, with a matching white and blue beanie, and a pair of white mittens. You both wore similar white boots, built for the cold weather. “I guess we are! Are you ready to hit the road?” You nodded, locking your doors and following him down the steps to the car. Your luggage was already inside, having been loaded up the night before.

Renjun opened your door for you, gently helping you step up into the large SUV. He closed your door, before jogging around and climbing in himself. “Let's get going, shall we?” You nodded, and he started the car, heading north. He was taking you for a week long getaway. You'd been hesitant at first; it'd be hard to hide that you were shopping for his gift if you were with him. But he finally convinced you, and with a little help from Chenle, you'd got all your shopping done before the trip.

Now, as Renjun carefully maneuvered his truck onto the highway, you were glad you agreed. You hadn't seen much of him lately, and you missed your friend. Your bond with him was stronger, since you'd gotten to know him before the others. Of course, due to recent events, you'd gotten much closer to the others than you'd ever admit out loud. But now wasn't the time for thinking of that. You were focused on Renjun.

“You can put on the radio if you like. It's a bit of a drive before we can get there.” Renjun nods at you, encouraging you to fiddle with his radio freely. You did, settling on a station playing old Christmas music. You sat back, settling comfortably into the warmth of your seat. The voice of Mariah Carey filled your ears as “All I want for Christmas is You” spilled from the speakers. “Oh, that one's my favorite!”

You looked over at Renjun, watching as he belted out the lyrics, beaming as he sang at the top of his lungs. You giggled when he attempted the high note, his voice cracking once the note got too high. “Aww, don't worry boo, you almost had it.” He laughed with you, happy that you were enjoying yourself. For the next few hours in the car, the mood was light. Filled with the sounds of laughter, singing, and soft conversations.

When Renjun finally pulled off the freeway, the sun was high in the sky. “Okay princess, we're almost there. Did you get my text about the itinerary and everything?” You nodded, recalling the information he'd sent you earlier in the week. “It was a little vague in some parts. What's the WFW part mean?” You tilted your head slightly, puzzled at the odd acronym you'd skimmed over.

Renjun’s ears went red. “Well uh, it means ‘wife for week’ actually. We basically get married for the week and then have an extra day to get it annulled. Plus, we get discounts on things as a married couple; it's an old fashioned place. I was gonna tell you earlier but I was trying to keep Hyuck out of our plans.” You squinted at him, contemplating the situation.

You'd done some crazy things over the past few weeks. You didn't expect something like this from your closest friend, but you also didn't expect to do a lot of things you had recently. “You really are trying to win the bet, aren't you?” You smirked, watching as his face turned red.

“How'd you know about that?” You gave him a pointed look. “So we can't keep secrets in the dorm, sue me.” You laughed, deciding to put him out of his misery. “Okay, I'll do it. I'll marry you. When's an opportunity like this gonna come again?”

Renjun sputtered, almost running a red light as he looked at you. “R-really? You'll do it?” You gripped your seatbelt tightly, hanging on for dear life. “Well, provided you don't accidentally kill us, then I have no problem with it.” He muttered an apology, focusing his eyes back onto the road. You smiled to yourself. This would be an interesting week.

An hour later, you’d arrived at your location: a sprawling, cabin style vacation home that could pass for a mansion. It was surrounded by tall pines that had been dusted with snow earlier in the day. “It's so big! How'd you even get this place?” You twirled around, eyes filled with awe. Renjun set the last of your luggage down by the couch, smiling at you. “Let's just say Chenle lost a bet. And I called it in for this week.”

You nodded, following him deeper into the house. He’d explained that there was a chapel on the grounds, but you hadn't seen any other buildings besides the one you were in. But you trusted him, and let him lead you out of a side door. There, in the fading sunlight, to the left of the house, was a small but pristine looking church building. It wasn't far from the house and there was a light on inside.

“I still can't believe you wanted me to marry you because things are cheaper up here if you're married. Are you not a millionaire?” Renjun huffed, mildly offended. “I will have you know, being rich doesn't mean you have to spend frivolously! And a discount is a discount, now put some pep in your step! Let's get hitched!”

He took you by the shoulders, playfully pushing you towards the chapel. You giggled at his nonsense, allowing him to haul you to the chapel. It only took twenty minutes for the little ceremony to be carried out. There were premade vows, that you repeated before signing the necessary papers. Renjun beamed when you were back inside the cabin. “Well, how does it feel to be married, Mrs. Huang?”

You rolled your eyes. “I don't know, we’ll see. If you don't annoy me too much, I'll consider giving you a five star review.” It was Renjun’s turn to roll his eyes. “What an honor. Haechan is gonna kill you though.”

The week went by fairly quickly. You did typical things: shopping, eating sweets, and taking pictures together. You grabbed some souvenirs to take home for everyone else, making sure to remember the store names and brands that you liked. But then there were the special things.

For instance, there was the train ride that mirrored the experience of The Polar Express. You sipped warm hot chocolate, watching as servers sang and made exaggerated dance moves to prepare the warm beverages. It was something you'd always wanted to see, but never got the chance to. And having a snowman building competition with him that turned into a snowball fight. Or the ice skating rink that you had all to yourselves. Before you knew it, the week flew by, and it was already Christmas Eve.

You were sitting by the window, watching the fireworks that a small village a few miles away were sending off, lighting up the night with beautiful colors. Renjun handed you a mug of hot tea. “Missing the place already huh?” He smiled gently at you, sitting down with his own mug. You looked him over; he looked handsome in his red sweater.

Renjun had been a gentleman to you all week. He was always like that with you, but it seemed amplified. He treated you like a real princess. “Yeah I'll miss it, but not more than I'll miss you looking like you belong in Santa’s workshop. You're such a cute little elf.” He ignored your comment, opting to lay his head on your shoulder and watch the fireworks with you.

“Did you enjoy yourself princess?” You nodded, knowing he could feel it. “I had a wonderful time. I think the sleigh rides were my favorite.” He hummed in agreement. He enjoyed the sleigh rides himself, not used to traveling in such a way but having fun nonetheless. “I'm glad, Y/N, that you agreed to come with me, regardless of the bet. I don't mind losing if I'm here with you. This has been the best week of the year.”

“Aww, I'm glad I came with you too. I'm also pretty glad I married you. You're actually a great husband, who knew?” Renjun sat up, a gleam of mischief dancing in his eyes. “Well, can this great husband get a kiss?” Pulling something from his pocket, he dangled it over your head, while puckering his lips at you. “Mistletoe? Seriously?” You raise an eyebrow, but you oblige anyway, pecking him on the lips.

“Hey, that doesn't count, it was only a small-” You interrupt him, kissing him again, fully this time. Renjun moaned as your tongue found his, and he tilted his head back so you could explore his mouth deeper. The kiss quickly escalated, from soft, gentle exploration to fevered passion. Finally, when the kiss is broken for much needed air, you both sit and observe each other.

Renjun's face is flushed, and his lips shine with the lip gloss you had on. He runs a hand through his hair shakily, exhaling to steady himself. You look equally heated, your heart racing in your chest, and your gloss smeared across your lips. “I think I wanna do that again.”

Renjun's eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by that. “Princess, are you sure? Like, don't get me wrong, I do too but-” you kiss his cheek, effectively silencing his anxious questioning. “I'm sure.”

—

“No, stop moving princess, you said you wanted this.” Renjun held your legs open with his as his fingers rubbed at your slit. Your back was pressed to his chest, and your legs dangled on either side of his; his free arm held your waist. Two fingers slowly rubbed at your clit, eliciting pathetic moans and whimpers out of you. He'd already made you cum on his fingers twice.

“Renjun please, it's too much, please” you whimpered as he increased the pressure, but not the speed. He was steady, building you up slowly and letting you fall to the edge the same way. “Shh, princess, it's okay. Go ahead and cum for me. That's what you want right?” You nodded, your breath coming in short bursts as you neared your high.

“Then cum for me princess.” You moaned loudly as you came, your hands clutching the hem of his shirt for stability. Renjun kissed your neck, gently holding you as you came down. “You take my fingers so well love. Look at how pretty you are.” You felt him tilt your chin up, making you look into the mirror across from the bed. You felt shy as you saw how fucked out you looked, but even more so as you observed the glistening skin of your inner thighs.

“My pretty girl. Come here.” Renjun pulled you off of his lap, gently setting you on the bed, before climbing onto it himself. He laid flat on his back, his head resting on a pillow. He motioned for you to come closer. You obeyed, shuffling closer on your knees. “I want you to sit on my face, princess. Let me taste you pretty girl.”

You felt heat rise to your face. You felt yourself throbbing at his words. You hesitated for only a second before carefully straddling his face. Renjun pulled you down immediately, mouth already open and waiting. Your eyes rolled back as his tongue rolled over your clit, sucking and flicking eagerly. One of his fingers gently traced over your entrance, before dipping into you. It wasn't long before you were coming undone again.

Renjun smiled, kissing your clit before helping you off of his face. Getting on his knees, he turns to you. “Face the mirror, ass up.” You let out a breathless laugh as you crawl in front of him. “You're insatiable Mr. Huang.” You yelp, caught off guard by the sudden sting you feel to your ass. Renjun smacks your ass again before raising your hips to meet his. “Only for you princess.”

Before you could respond, you feel him push into you. Your mouth drops open, before you curse. He starts slowly, making sure you are comfortable, before he goes harder. His thrusts are steady, deep and unrelenting. One of his hands reaches down to pull your hair. “Keep your eyes on the mirror baby. Want you to see me fill you up.”

You clench around him at that, making him groan. “Fuck, you like that don't you princess? Want me to really make you mine? Fill you up so everyone knows you're mine?” You moaned, clenching around him again. “Yes, please, make me yours!” You started moving your hips to meet his.

“Fuck Y/N, I'm close- just like that, fuck!” Renjun's hips stilled as he came, seated deep inside of you. You reached your peak at the same time, your walls squeezing around his length, drawing out both of your highs. When you both recovered, Renjun lifted you gently, pressing your back to his chest. He kissed your neck and shoulders, as his hands rubbed your thighs.

“Well, this has been one hell of a Christmas holiday.” You laughed softly as Renjun held you. He laughed with you. “I hope you enjoyed it. My favorite part,” he paused before pulling out of you, allowing his cum to trickle down your legs, “was making it snow.”

“Renjun! Seriously?!” He laughed harder as you swatted him. He didn't mind though. ‘Snow’ would always be his favorite part of Christmas.

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myobsessionsspace · 1 year ago

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Who is Kim Young Jin?

The man behind the looks, bringing BTS' vision to life, from photo-folios, to music videos to high fashion magazine photoshoots.

Kim YoungJin and his team have worked with the members as a group and as individuals on their concerts and everything in between.

“Seoul-based stylist Youngjin Kim has been obsessed with fashion since he was a child, saving up his pocket money to buy magazines. “It was so special to me,” he remembers. After majoring in photography at college but leaning into the looks just as heavily, somebody suggested he give styling a go and well, the rest is history. These days, he’s working with BTS, but can also be found dressing the likes of NCT 127, Super M and Daniel Kang for cover features, campaigns and album artwork.”

ID Magazine - VICE Interview (March 2022)

👤What was your entry point to styling?

“I worked as an assistant to [Korean actor] Jin Oh Jeon’s stylist for about five years and came to understand the overall system of the Korean fashion scene. Looking back, that time was so precious; time that brought me to this moment, I guess.”

The man himself, Stylist @kimvinchey on IG

Kim YoungJin styled BTS and Bang SiHyuk for their TIME Magazine 2022 photos.

Kim YoungJin has been head stylist for MVs such as 'My Universe', styling Jimin for 'Vibe', j-hope for 'On The Street' to name but a few MVs

👤Tell us about the type of work you do.

“Styling for albums and projects such as “My Universe” by BTS and Coldplay is receiving tremendous attention on a global scale. Whenever I style an idol group, I think of a designer creating a collection. I mix and match clothes from different Japanese brands such as Comme des Garçons and Yohji Yamamoto, and I express my own aesthetic with styling to fit each concept. I also style various editorials for fashion magazines. I consider myself a fashion stylist, and when I first took on the role of an idol stylist, I was proud of demonstrating what kind of visuals could be created if a fashion stylist takes on an idol.”

Kim Youngjin has worked with the members on the brand ambassadorship endeavours, such as styling for mag shoots like the Valentino photoshoot with SUGA

👤Of course, a stylist doesn’t just ‘style’. You’re often a bridge between celebrities and brands — a look you introduce to an idol could quickly become a trend.

“Exactly. In many cases, celebrities or models with good momentum are recommended to brands or magazines, and if the celebrity is an ambassador of a fashion house, they communicate more closely with the fashion brand.”

👤What do you think is the most important thing in styling?

“I try to combine the latest fashion trends with classic items. For instance, I like pairing Levi's denim and casual sneakers with a Saint Laurent blazer. As details are crucial for men's clothes, the overall outfit is often impacted by details such as perfect length and sleeves.”

In Chapter 2 of BTS' journey, Kim YounJin has been part of many of the members solo projects that were even released post enlistment for some, such as j-hope LV campaign and styling for Esquire Magazine

👤Do you have a favourite brand or designer?

“I’ve always loved Givenchy by Riccardo Tisci, which has had a huge impact on me as a stylist. I have such respect for a person who has accomplished what they’ve wanted to do for a long time — I think Miuccia Prada and Raf Simons are both great in that regard too.”

“I’m 32, so I was in elementary and middle school in the 1990s, which was when I started getting into fashion. Since I was really young, like 10 years old, I used to go downtown to buy clothes by myself. In elementary school, I wore baggy sweatshirts and jeans like this Balenciaga ensemble. I liked hip-hop and K-pop even back then and would dress up like this and dance at school festivals. Retro fashion is back in style, so it doesn’t at all look out of place or time to dress like this again.”

Mr Porter - The Journal Interview (Oct 2020)

💜

Special Mention:

**Though Taehyung has worked with Kim YoungJin with group projects the Head Stylist for Taehyung (V) during Chapter 2, in particular his Layover Era has been @HIJIBIN, Taehyung's personal stylist.

Info on Kim YoungJin:

https://www.mrporter.com/en-sg/journal/fashion/youngjin-kim-contemporary-fashion-classic-style-k-pop-1445414

#Jimin #Jungkook #BTS #RM #Namjoon #Jin #SUGA #Yoongi #Hoseok #j-hope #Taehyung #V #Kim YoungJin #Fashion #Stylist

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kiiyunz · 2 months ago

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Alright, alright, I know it’s a little late. I got distracted! A human error. From a human. But anyway, I’m back with the promised rundown of KIHYUN’s NCT U eras—but I’m ditching the rankings this time around, as the majority (up until UNIVERSE in 2021) took place in and around KIHYUN’s BAD eras. Everything else is the same, though, so.. Have fun!

EMPATHY 2018 GLOWSTICKS & (FAKE) GUCCI

RELEASED TO THE PUBLIC just over a week after his seventeenth birthday, the first whole NCT album was both a somewhat-old (he’d been promoting for a good two years by then, after all) but still refreshing experience for Kihyun. Participating in BLACK ON BLACK, GO, and BOSS, the vocalist threw every part of himself into it as usual—and maybe even a little more so, reinvigorated by the fact he was collaborating with members from the other unit (and ones from an upcoming one) that he’d only ever trained with in the past. He enjoyed the more mature feel of the teasers for GO, as well as the music video and the song itself—it was during this era (although it would only really become more apparent during WE GO UP promotions in September of that same year, and during EMPATHY he kept this thought mainly to himself) that he was starting to feel like the whole childish concept was something he wanted to be rid of, that he wanted to trade in for something different; and GO fit that vision perfectly. He had a notable amount of fun on the set of the music video, and slated filming it as the ‘best thing he’d get to do all year,’ despite the fact they were only three months into said year.

Due to the would-be unspoken rule of Kihyun only making an effort to have any sort of online presence when he wasn’t the biggest fan of an album’s concept or music, he was fairly offline during this era—the only actual content fans ended up getting was in the official music videos & the behind-the-scenes and dance practices for said videos. They made the most of what they were given, choosing firstly to poke fun at what they’d styled him in—one of his outfits included a horrendous rip-off Gucci jacket that was noticeable from a mile away—and secondly to enjoy the interactions he had with the members of 127 (the EMPATHY era showcased his bond with members like Johnny, Jaehyun, and Jungwoo to the public for the first time) and members like Ten and Kun, who hadn’t yet found their place in a permanent unit—although it wasn’t long in the making, as would be proved by WayV’s debut the next year. This was most prevalent with the behind-the-scenes of the BOSS music video in particular, a clip of Kihyun and Jaehyun chasing each other around dangerously close to the literal circle of fire featured in one of the later scenes while Mark watched on on the obvious verge of panic going quite viral online.

MY FAVOURITE MOMENT: ⠀GO MV BEHIND

Kihyun getting a little too ambitious while balancing on the metal of the train tracks and nearly falling flat on his face, much to the delight of Chenle and horror of Jeno—who ran over to see if he was alright, and then proceeded to nearly trip himself up also. The nearly-fall didn’t deter him in the slightest and he continued to walk down the line, Jeno stepping up behind to follow along (he noticeably wobbled more than a few times, but still stuck with it if only to give Kihyun some company). Chenle got bored of watching—or, as Haechan called it, “got FOMO,” and it didn’t take long of observing the other two before he was running over and trying it out for himself also. Him and Kihyun were walking on parallel sides, with Jeno in the middle after having given up on the whole balancing shtick; watching as the two in front of him reached out to hold on another’s hands and intercepting so they were both grabbing hold of one of his instead. Mark cooed, Haechan pretended to throw up in his mouth.

RESONANCE PT 1 2020 VOCAL FRY & BADLY DISGUISED VODKA

IN THE MIDDLE OF running around and getting up to many a scandal with someone that was, really, doing him more harm than good, NCT came back together as a full group to release RESONANCE PT 1. For the album he traded his newfound clubhopping hobby for what’s considered by some fans as one of his best (although criminally short, what with him only participating in VOLCANO and DÉJÀ VU—something that many suspect was a sort of punishment for the bad press he’d been bringing to both Dream and, by proxy, the group as a whole by that time) performances in the entirety of his career thus far. During VOLCANO he gave listeners a few seconds of rap lines, a skill of his that had previously been rarely utilised, Kihyun’s voice taking on a raspier edge that he later mentioned off-handedly as being his “Taeyong impression,” which was met with both positive and negative reactions—as is the same with most things any idol says or does while they mention another. DÉJÀ VU saw him back to his standard vocalist position, but many slated his lines as being their favourite, or his tone standing out amongst the rest in a certain moment. Altogether, despite his public image still not being anywhere close to being fully repaired, at least he wasn’t being accused of being talentless to add fuel to the fire.

What was adding fuel to it, however, were the leaked photos of him with a shiny silver flask halfway to his mouth on the way to a taxi. It was after hours, hardly being able to be accused of drinking on the job (but with a job like being an idol, it would be a little difficult to blame him for doing so), but it still sent a few people into an outrage—and Kihyun’s response didn’t help matters either, the simple ‘whoops’ he sent on Bubble enough to prompt some into showing their truce stance on Kihyun and his situation as of late (that being, of course, that they hated him). Most took it in good humour and laughed along with him, seeing as those photos and content put out by the company were all they got to see of him for the whole era. Even his moments in things such as behind-the-scenes videos were frighteningly scarce, only appearing for a scant second or two before he was being whisked off by another member or the camera had decided to abruptly cut away in the middle of his screentime where in the past it most likely would’ve lingered a little longer. It was sort of a tug of war between the good and the bad things throughout the whole promotion period.

MY FAVOURITE MOMENT: KYUNDERY INSTAGRAM LIVE

It was almost like a miracle, the day Hendery logged into the NCT account and decided to start a live—and with Kihyun, no less. They were a little drunk, and didn’t care if the people watching realised that. In fact, them being tipsy probably played a part in the decision to go live, so maybe it was really something they should be thankful for. The majority of the time on live was spent by the pair taking turns scrolling through the filters and laughing themselves into hysterics, so much so they could barely get a word out between their fits. When they’d finished filter sampling they held an impromptu karaoke session, despite the fact their voices were cracking a minimum of twice for every line they belted out into the empty company room they’d holed themselves up in (and, when Hendery tilted the phone to show viewers their set up, it almost looked like they were camping for the night—there were a few pillows and a blanket they’d hoarded from somewhere, snacks galore, bags and a few empty bottles and one singular shoe). Beggars couldn’t be choosers in the Kihyun-content regard for this era, but it just so happened that the one thing they did get (or rather, most of them got, as some missed the notification and had to watch clips elsewhere) was something they could hold dear.

RESONANCE PT 2 2020 LUCKY NUMBERS & LEGO SETS

STILL RUNNING AROUND, still not the fan favourite he once was, most were expecting much of the same treatment during RESONANCE PT 2 as Kihyun got during PT 1. However, to the surprise of all of them, he actually received a little more screentime this promotion period around—most likely because of his involvement in the tracks 90’S LOVE and WORK IT, where there was far more extra content to go alongside just the music (as well as RAISE THE ROOF, although that didn’t receive a music video like the former two), but most fans decided to take it as the plus it undoubtedly was. He looked happier than he had in months skating around with Mark and Jeno, catching up with Ten, cracking easy jokes with both Shotaro and Sungchan in his attempts to get to know them better despite the slump he’d been in for most of the year thus far, and of course messing around to his heart’s content with Johnny and Hendery on the WORK IT set. His normal full-of-energy self was back—not that it had ever left, but he’d seemed far more tired, almost lifeless, in the months running up to the dual albums—and to see him so sunny again seemed to brighten the mood of a few of the members he was particularly close to in tandem.

As was beginning to become the (unfortunate) norm, hardly any extra content atop what the company gave the fans came from Kihyun himself—no lives, no posts, barely any messages on Bubble, the list only went on. Some said he was simply following his own tradition of staying quiet if he liked the music making up the album he was in the middle of promoting, but most people were still under the impression that it was due to the scandals and articles and countless rumours that had completely taken over his public image with fans—decidedly for the worse, seeing as it ended up getting so bad once that people were left wondering if he was going to be kicked out of NCT on the whole. The mood was beginning to dip again, fans taking his complete lack of presence that wasn’t company-mandated to mean that they were going to be seeing even less of him in the future. Until—a post from Kihyun, a simple selca on their Twitter account of him in his 48 hockey jersey from the 90’S LOVE music video, the two simple words ‘lucky number’ as his only caption. You’d think he’d just dropped a movie-length vlog from the amount of people celebrating his (brief) return, the words ‘HE’S BACK’ trending for a few hours or so as most of his fanbase frantically changed their profile picture to the aforementioned selca.

MY FAVOURITE MOMENT: WORK IT MV BEHIND

No one was happier to see Kihyun than Johnny, and that fact was apparent from a mile away. They were attached at the hip the second the cameras stopped rolling, always visible in the background glued to each other’s sides even if they didn’t get much time talking to the camera for the BTS video. When it was finally their turn to give their small interview (or rather, when it was Johnny’s turn, and he dragged Kihyun along with him by the arm) Johnny was resting his head atop Kihyun’s and buttoning and unbuttoning the blazer he was wearing for that scene while he spoke. Kihyun even cracked a smile or two at the jokes that had obviously only been told for the sake of his reaction, and contributed a few words here and there. Another moment from the video widely loved was from the scene on the wide open field, where he was captured sprinting away from Jungwoo giving chase, Jaemin and Johnny close behind, wide grins on all of their faces and the faint sound of laughter being picked up. Jisung was standing and watching with a small smile, with the rest making bets on who was going to trip over their very-much-not-made-for-running shoes first.

UNIVERSE 2021 BASEBALL BATS & BETTER DAYS

WELL ON THE WAY to being fully back to his normal self again (despite it being a couple years in the making), UNIVERSE saw Kihyun far happier than the previous two promotion periods, almost reaching his mood during the EMPATHY era. Participating in songs UNIVERSE (LET’S PLAY BALL), OK!, BIRTHDAY PARTY, and of course BEAUTIFUL, it wasn’t as if he was at a loss for things to do. He admitted it was tiring, but also that it was fun—because with the more songs he got to work on, the more time he was given the chance to spend with members not in his unit (namely Hendery, Xiaojun, Johnny, and Jungwoo—although he did talk a little more with Shotaro and Sungchan also, stating proudly to the camera on one occasion that they’d been thinking about going out for dinner one night in the future). He also found it fun because he enjoyed every track on the album, even if he didn’t make an appearance on most of them. Despite the hate some of them got from the fanbase (BIRTHDAY PARTY in particular) he held firm and even sent a few Bubble messages defending them in earnest, complete with angry kaomojis and one (not really) accidental swear. Kihyun saw UNIVERSE as his chance to prove he was ready to be a proper representative of the neos after his nearly-two-year-long slump, and was truly giving it his all.

Like the mood maker he’d always been, this dramatic change for the better in his demeanour affected everyone’s around him also. A few member’s smiles always seemed a little wider now that Kihyun was nearly back to normal, after they felt far more confident in the hope he’d bounce back stronger than ever, and benefit all of them—Dream members in particular, of course—while doing so. UNIVERSE was also an era in which Kihyun put his extrovert nature to work and gave fans interactions with members they’d barely been allowed to see him share one word with—the main ones being Doyoung, Kun, and the most surprising to a fairly large amount of fans, Winwin. Despite only appearing with the latter on BEAUTIFUL (as it was a whole-group song), once things like the jacket BTS began to be released, they were made witness to the bond the two of them shared; far closer than apparently most had ever dreamed of them being. Kihyun was as affectionate with the WayV member as any other person in the group, but as he only did with a few of them, Winwin was reciprocating—a returned hug here, tolerating a little handholding there. He wasn’t exactly matching the boundless enthusiasm the acts of affection were performed with, but no one was really expecting that anyway. It just went to show that Kihyun could pull most people into his orbit, even if it was just for a moment or two.

MY FAVOURITE MOMENT: ALBUM UNBOXING

Placed into a group with Johnny, Hendery, and Shotaro, Kihyun was having the time of his life. He went to lengths to include the newer member in all of his conversations, light-heartedly prodding at him like he’d known him for years, and even making an effort to slow down his usual break-neck pace of speaking so that Shotaro would have a better chance of understanding him fully—the ribbing could’ve gone a lot worse if the latter thought Kihyun was actually poking fun at him, but thankfully Shotaro took it well and even gave it right back on a couple of occasions, which made all four of them burst into laughter. For his pulls, Kihyun received a Kun photocard (he couldn’t have ripped off his phone case fast enough, with enough force that he nearly sent both it and the HOT SAUCE era Jeno that was still inside flying across the room), a Johnny poster (which the 127 member was delighted about, and demanded to have a picture sent to him later of said poster tacked up on Kihyun’s wall), a Jaemin postcard, and a Mark sticker—which Kihyun immediately stuck on his phone case also.

GOLDEN AGE 2023 POLO SHIRTS & ..PURPOSE?

HAVING MOVED FAR PAST all that was weighing on his mind during previous whole-group slbums, Kihyun went above and beyond for GOLDEN AGE. Featuring in INTERLUDE: OASIS, THE BAT, ALLEY OOP, and obviously GOLDEN AGE, he made sure to throw more than he’d ever thrown before into recording. He was fully aware that the past years hadn’t been his best, and despite already making amends during UNIVERSE, he still wanted to prove his worth all over again. Everything was fully behind him, and it showed in the sparkle in his eyes and brightness of his laughter that came alongside every appearance of his in any piece of behind-the-scenes content. Always smiling, always energetic, always wanting to make whoever he was laugh, even if it was just for a second. Although he did stick to his usual (and very obviously favourite) members—Mark, Jeno, Chenle, Johnny, Hendery, Niko—he did make sure to wrap all of them in a too-tight hug and hang off of them while they talking to other members or giving mini interviews to cameras at some point or another. ‘Spreading the love,’ he called it, to which Chenle beside him, through poorly contained snickers, quipped that he was also probably ‘spreading diseases,’ which earned him a punch in the stomach.

Kihyun even made an effort to show up (often unannounced) to sets of the track videos he wasn’t involved in—namely PADO and KANGAROO. There he enjoyed himself thoroughly, poking at Jaehyun’s hair, dragging Donghyuck off to who-knows where, and making fun of Hendery’s outfit on one set, and latching onto Renjun’s back, avoiding small talk with Yangyang at all costs with red ears, and cooing obnoxiously loudly at Jisung on the other. He opened his copy of the album on a live with Jungwoo and Mark, and pulled a Xiaojun photocard which, as per, he immediately stuck over the face of ISTJ Renjun and patted with horribly contained smugness (he then remarked to the camera that he barely pulled Xiaojun in any of his WayV albums, and so it was practically a miracle). And apart from the live, he was very online in general—once again breaking his rule of staying quiet if he was happy with it all. He posted on his Instagram, he was sending messages on Bubble at least once every week instead of monthly at best, he was going live with just about every member of the group (there was a lot of karaoke, a lot of giggling of stupid filters, and a lot of radio hours mish-mashed with fit checks mish-mashed with impromptu fashion shows). Overall—a very happy time for Kihyun, and everyone around him.

MY FAVOURITE MOMENT: #1 MARKF ACTIVITIES (SORT OF)

He’d never made any attempt to hide his love for Mark (like most of the group, really) but during GOLDEN AGE it felt like he was turning it up to eleven. During the fit checks and fashion shows on live, sometimes Kihyun would be decked out in full Polo Ralph Lauren—laughing all the while he showed it off, but wearing it all the same; no doubt because of a certain someone’s connection to it. He even bought a flat cap, and had great delight in showing it off to anyone who wanted to see it. Mark’s music taste also looked like it was rubbing off on him. Suddenly he was sharing Justin Bieber songs (mid 2010’s era Justin in particular—the PURPOSE album if you want to be extra specific), doing dance covers, almost to the point where it felt like he was trying out a new era of being a mini-Mark—which, when brought up to him on a fancall, set Kihyun off into uncontrollable laughter for so long his and the fan’s time nearly ran out because of it. It was there, quickly trying to cram all of his explanation in before he was made to hung up, that he told them that it was his penalty that came out of a bet with Chenle that Kihyun had evidently lost. What the bet was had yet to be determined, but all inquiries after that were met with a secretive smile and a finger to his lips. Mark did appreciate the fanboying, though, despite it not being entirely genuine—he posted a selfie on Bubble of him and Kihyun in their matching caps and argyle sweaters with an abundance of hearts coming afterwards.

#⠀૮ ᴖﻌᴖა⠀DRIVE ME CRAZY ✱⠀⠀——⠀⠀eras.#i was not doing another yt vid for ts BYE #nct dream added member #nct oc addition #nct dream 8th member #nct addition #nct oc #kpop idol oc #kpop addition #kpop male oc #fictional idol community

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old requests from curiouscat (20th july 2024—27th july 2024)

20th July 2024

there’s a rumor about miyeon and dokyeom, how they see each other?

depends on the rumor. i saw too personal stuff. i can share it, i received permission but i really don't think i should, so i'll only type the cards: the high priestess rx, the magician rx, 10 of cups • 4 of cups rx

accept it how you want, i won't say anything further. it's not my place.

why does YG's music seem a bit off recently? their songs during their peak in 2014 were the best. i wonder if their A&R team is different or if their old staff is no longer working there.

6 of swords, 9 of swords rx, page of swords • 3 of wands

yes, their older staff left yge. possibly that's why it's that to you.

how will fromis_9 comeback be doing? is it good and will gain more exposure for new fans? thanks

the magician, 10 of pentacles, 3 of pentacles rx • the emperor

i can see it'll be supported mainly by flovers but up to that. fromis_9 can do good thanks to them but i really doubt it'll be supported by outsiders.

will mhj leave hybe once her contract ends?

ace of pentacles, 5 of cups rx, the moon • 5 of pentacles rx

leaning towards no as of now

i saw a tarot reading that said nwjns might face some differences in the future (dorms etc), so do you see them changing dorms? and if so, will it be better than the one that they have now or will it be worse? or somewhere in the middle

8 of swords rx, the tower, wheel of fortune • king of wands

as shocking as it looks, they'll stay in their current dorm as of now.

can you do a reading on RCA and the mv director of the song “FE!N”? he claimed RCA copied him in a scene in Lisa’s ROCKSTAR, even though RCA reached out to work with him and he rejected. he claims he will “sue” but I’m not so sure if it will go through. how is Lisa felling about this, along with RCA and the MV director?

Lisa | queen of cups

RCA | the devil rx

FE!N's MV director | 10 of pentacles

Basically, Lisa and FE!N's MV director are into any publicity, even if it's bad. RCA on the other hand think that it was time that something like this will happen, they wanted to be as creative as possible.. without copying.

i saw someone said that mhj have reasons that she wanted to leave hybe (not sure if i remember correctly) and one of them is that shes debuting a new gg and one of them are prettier than minji. i dont think if i remember correctly but can you do a reading about it and is it true? they also said that they got the info from an insider and the gg is coming sooner than we think. so i wanted to know if op is lying or telling the truth ^_^

4 of cups, 7 of pentacles, 2 of wands, 8 of swords rx, 5 of swords rx • 10 of pentacles

no, min heejin doesn't want to leave hybe. sure, she's dissapointed from the corporation but it's far from the truth. however, she's working on new (another) girl group, this seems to be accurate. one specific trainee might be as pretty as minji at least, i can see it, yes. so.. paaartly true.

are there any cases of nct units coming back together after the group disbands or the contract ends? or will they sign a contract with another company (especially hybe) or will they continue to stay in the sm?

justice, 6 of swords, queen of swords, 6 of pentacles, 5 of wands rx • 5 of pentacles rx

when it comes to the time after their contracts.. no, i don't see reunions in any form currently. nct's idea and everything else will probably stay under sme and the older members might want to do different things, so most of them will probably depart from nct at least.

do you see a hybe downfall?

the devil rx, 9 of wands rx, the tower • ace of wands

the current energies are favorable in any direct downfall that involves hybe. i don't see anything else except what i already saw with soumu recently.

i read a post about some groups members career at that moment and in 5 years in the future. for Rosé, you got the Sun in reverse when asked about her future and you choose not to interpret it. can you tell us what energies you felt then and if that energies have changed now? | an update to older reading

i wasn't sure how k-netizens felt, to be honest, so that's why i typed uncertain😅 so, has this changed?

rosé's relevance in korea to k-netz

now: 9 of cups rx, ace of pentacles

they still want to see more from her in korea. k-netizens really like her a lot and want rosé to shine back in her home country. however they also realise that it might be better if she shine in her own way worldwide. they aren't bitter, but wished for everything to turn out very different.

in 5 years: 10 of swords, 5 of swords rx

there's similar energy here too. the difference here is that she's already active in one industry or another.

are i-land 2’s judges satisfied from the final lineup (leejung, monika, taeyang, 24, vvn)?

leejung | 5 of wands rx, 4 of pentacles rx + the moon

she was feeling unsure of the final lineup, someone who debuted in the end might lack charisma to her, or some other abilities

monika | 2 of wands, 5 of pentacles rx

she actually wanted someone to debut in the end and it feels it's related to saebi.. she really wanted her to debut

taeyang | the devil rx, the world

he feels the lineup is worth it. personally he doesn't have an opinion about izna's final lineup (i didn't felt anything related to whether he's personally satisfied with them or not though) but he respects the voters' opinion and is glad i-land 2 isn't rigged comapred to other shows (to him)

24 | 3 of swords rx, 2 of cups

his opinion is similar to taeyang imo. he's satisfied with the lineup. seems to be happy for some specific girls that they debuted

vvn | 5 of cups rx, strength

she also likes the lineup, even stronger compared to taeyang and 24. compared to leejung, she really believes izna have the potential and wants them to succeed in the end. .. yeah, she's veeery satisfied.

personally i am unsure if leejung is someone who was influenced by mnet the most so her being not that satisfied in the end was eye-catching to me. i really hope she wasn't influenced by them and has real concerns about izna's final lineup.

- how did the r u next? coaches felt about the final lineup? (lee hyun, aiki, park gyuri, jo kwon, kim jaehwan, vincenzo, (coach) mandoo)

lee hyun | 10 of pentacles, 2 of pentacles + 9 of pentacles

- kind of satisfied

- felt that they'll have to survive quite a lot

- pretty much didn't care, he just grabbed the bag

aiki | the magician, 3 of cups

- she's the only one who likes the lineup

kara's gyuri | the fool, the devil

- she feels really sorry for the girls

- she wanted to do anything but couldn't, her influence was insignificant

- didn't care who debuted in the end

jo kwon | knight of pentacles, 5 of wands rx

- he felt really attached to the show and the girls, so he tried to have specific vision from the group

- was geniunely frustrated when he learned about the show being rigged in the end

wanna one's jaehwan | the hermit, 4 of pentacles rx + the moon

- didn't care who debuted in the end, yet he is still confused

vincenzo | 8 of swords rx, 7 of swords

- he also wanted i'll-it to be something specific but felt used in the end

mandoo | king of wands, 4 of cups, death

- he likes the lineup but not fully, he dislikes what hybe did in the end without warning him

what's common feeling:

- kind of satisfied with the lineup but not exactly:

• lee hyun warned that he felt they'll have to survive

• jo kwon tried to stop the cheating in the show (like with the rigged placements) but didn't work

• mandoo was dissapointed that someone else didn't debut

- the jurys wanted someone else to not debut and/or had different perspectives about i'll-it

• lee hyun and jo kwon wanted iroha to debut but noone else from the final lineup; they both had different expectations

• vincenzo didn't want yunah, also wanted i'll-it to be something specific

• mandoo didn't want moka

- jo kwon, jaehwan, mandoo and vincenzo tried to make r u next? NOT rigged but didn't succeed; the others didn't do anything

- soumu announced that they are filing a law suit against min heejin for defamation on their company and Le Sserafim. can you do a reading on the outcome of this and how Source music, LS, and MHJ is feeling?

[feelings]

source music: 7 of pentacles, page of wands

they feel it has to be done and they seem to be pretty reasonable why they have to do it, like bc to them they are at fault etc etc, so basically they really believe they're right

le sserafim: queen of swords, 10 of swords rx

to be honest, they're like predictors in this case because i hear them saying "they'll fail in the end" no matter if it's directly or not

min heejin: 5 of cups, 7 of swords rx

she expected it to happen but deep inside is really dissapointed of them possibly because of the past she had with the subsidiary.

[outcome] 5 of pentacles, knight of cups, 9 of cups, 6 of pentacles rx, 9 of wands rx • the moon

i really tried to see the positive out of it but since i don't, the losses will be on source music and eventually hybe. as they seem to be big, the ceo of the subsidiary can feel in a illusion in the future (that he'll win but won't). when he learns about the actual outcome, i actually see solid fines that soumu might cannot afford. therefore, there's reasonable panic surrounding the outcome of this lawsuit. therefore, this time .. i never expected it could happen, but soumu's future is uncertain as a company. i can see that it is very possible that the subsidiary will close after the lawsuit, like no jokes. as hybe paid them their past loans, if soumu lose in the end, they'll just receive their karma and defunct in the end.

can you do a reading for trainee a’s JJ? do you see him debuting and is it true that hes a trainee in sm?

debuting?: the devil rx, queen of cups rx, king of pentacles rx • 5 of cups rx

his environment is just too tense, so i'd say there's too much competition around him. he's trainee somewhere, yes, i can see it, but for whichever place he's fighting for (in a group) is just not solified, not finished, it's too complicated

under sme??: the world rx, high priestess, page of pentacles • 5 of wands rx

the spread doesn't give exact answer tbh as i see his environment over and over again. with the reversed world, he seems to train under korean company but nothing else to see. according to my pendulum, he's trainee there.

is yg still bitter about bp not renewing with them as solo artist?

7 of pentacles, king of wands, 3 of pentacles • the magician

i wouldn't say bitter but rather they're like "eh we tried". if bp didn't renew their group contracts they'll be really bitter though so they seem to be satisfied.

how does Jennie feel about the vape situation blowing up?

5 of swords rx, 2 of swords • 2 of wands

she pretty much admits that her actions were inapporpiate but i am unsure if she cares how she acted then or is saying she'll do it again. it's complicated to her.

21st July 2024

how’s nct 127 relevance in 2024 until 2026? are they stable enough or will reach their peak?

until the end of 2024 | 4 of swords, the tower

2025 | the lovers, death

2026 | ace of cups rx, knight of wands rx

2024 and 2025 seems to be like usual. 2026 is WAY WORSE, like will they even be active as a sub-unit?

can you do a dynamic reading with Lisa and Mingyu?

7 of pentacles, the emperor, 5 of wands rx • the fool

strictly colleagues, use each other for popularity when needed. i don't sense they're close, the emperor usually gives me red flag but since it's work-related and not anything else, it's fine for the card to appear, i suppose so

25th July 2024

what will happen when YG announces the activeness about their artists? will it receive well and do well? how it’ll affect others group tho

i'll try to ask generally

thoughts: queen of pentacles, 3 of swords rx • 9 of wands

it's received well, yes.

how it will do in the end (3 cards for each group - 2ne1, bp, baemon):

2ne1 | judgement, the world, 4 of swords • temperance

the intentions are there but again, i am not sure if the tour will happen. comeback? hell yeah! tour? not so sure. if the 4 of swords wasn't there, then i'd really believe that yge is willing to change for real.

blackpink | 3 of pentacles, 8 of cups, knight of swords rx • king of pentacles

no. no comeback for blackpink. no tour either. lisa still wants her money back.

babymonster | 4 of cups rx, 10 of pentacles, the hermit • knight of cups

they'll try with babymonster but i am not sure if it will be fullfiled. it feels complicated.

how it will affect their other artists and groups: 10 of pentacles, the high priestess rx, 5 of wands rx, 6 of swords rx • 5 of swords rx

not good, they might be ignored. i sense the chances for winner leaving yge increasing.. and the same for treasure and anyone else.

will aespa ever perform savage or girls live while dancing or randomly sing 100% live on concert on a Korean show? will they have songs with harder high notes in the future?

1: the empress, the world, 6 of pentacles • 10 of swords rx

it's up to them but i doubt the girls want to perform exactly these 2 songs.

2: 10 of wands rx, 4 of cups • 7 of cups

still no.

oh it’s interesting that 2ne1 is resigning, how do you see their activeness? and how the public will react to it.. like new album, new tour maybe?

i got crooked when i learned about it.

activeness: knight of wands, 2 of swords rx, ace of pentacles, king of wands, 9 of swords • page of cups

like before because of the girls' intentions. i sense they want their trademarks back. a comeback and that's it.

outsiders' reaction: 4 of cups rx, the magician, page of wands • 7 of cups

they're very happy to learn that they'll be back.

will enhypen continue as 7 in 2027 (after their contract renewal)?

king of wands, king of cups, 5 of cups rx, death • 2 of pentacles

i am leaning towards no, they'll disband straight away. the kings will continue in the korean entertaiment industry (possibly sunghoon and heeseung).

27th July 2024

hybe used to said that mhj was talking shit about nwjns and other former trainees in her messages, i remember that it was a youtuber who show the messages. mhj said stuff like they are fat and they should respect her and etc., and now there’s a new conversation of mhj with her shaman friend talking about nwjns and other former trainees, so i was wondering if you could do a reading to see if it’s true or not ^^ and it would be great if you do the old messages too!

her cursing nwjns (the older ones): wheel of fortune, the devil rx, 7 of cups • queen of swords

false. 7 of cups usually shows illusions, the devil rx can be related to leaking something. the bottom card might indicate that they were planned.

the chat between her and ador's vp: temperance, 5 of swords rx, judgement, 7 of pentacles • justice

seems to be true.

mhj cursing hybe's chairman: the lovers, ace of cups, ace of swords • 10 of wands

leaning towards false. she has talked about him in chats and etc. but not in the way that was leaked, therefore these messages are edited too. she hasn't wrote or said anything bad towards hybe's founder before the fiasco happened. she has respected him when she was talking with other people, even more. she was saying only positive things. she kept the bad things she saw to herself.

the chats between her and employee y: page of pentacles, ace of wands, temperance • 7 of pentacles

also leaning towards false. in the real proof min heejin was proud of what she's accomplished so far with the girls.

chats between her and shaman (without letter) about the copycats and this stuff: 5 of wands rx, 9 of swords rx, 2 of pentacles rx • king of cups

in reality, the shaman in question seems to write in similar way. whatever min heejin typed though was edited, so leaning towards false when it comes to ador's ceo. whether this shaman wrote is edited or not, depends on the real chat.

chats between her and shaman k about nwjns: ace of pentacles, queen of pentacles, 5 of wands rx • 2 of pentacles

false. they have talked about the girls but not these exact things. min heejin decided on the members (who will debut, the amount of the members) on her own (like to her allegedly 100%) as her intuition seems to be also strong. i'd say that she might have psychic abilities, so it's kind of nonsense to her to talk about the shamans about it. why she uses them though seem to be when she isn't sure of her own abilities.. well this is suprising

source music / dispatch leaked a predebut vid and pics of nwjns when they were still trainees + they also leaked medical infos about nwjns. mhj/ador has said that the girls and their parents are complaining rn bc it was a private information and mhj said she will take legal action bcus its a breach of contracts and others so maybe its happening?

it feels like it. i will try to see if the leaks are the actual stuff that soumu should be worried about or it's another stuff.

are the predebut trainee leaks the issue why mhj sues the shit out of soumu (and whoever else): knight of wands, 2 of cups rx, 6 of swords rx • ace of swords

yes, but not only them, to be honest. to min heejin this is one of the smallest stuff that's the actual reason why she sues soumu, hybe, dispatch and whatever whoever else. to her it's important because of newjeans and their parents as they actually care for why it happened like that and whatever else afterwards. this pretty much was the straw to the girls' parents.

are the medical info leak the issue: the lovers rx, king of cups rx, the high priestess rx • 2 of wands

that's bigger yes to me. it looks like the already resigned ceo is involved here and it seems to be reasonable why he resigned here as there's sasaeng behaviour from his side..

other issues that can be the reason why min heejin is suing everyone: 7 of wands, 5 of pentacles rx, 6 of pentacles rx • 10 of pentacles

she has proof of the fact that people from hybe want to take her down from the corporation, and not only as i see that other offers were made that were exclusive to min heejin herself (i am talking specifically about the gossip that jin shared to me not too long ago but i won't be suprised if this isn't the only offer, so that's why offers is plural). she SHARED EVERYTHING, including both of her laptops (i asked my pendulum, she gave the police both of them allegedly). there are some things that weren't shared on purpose publicly and i won't be suprised if other things happen to be revealed with the time.

can you do a reading on skz’ (group) career in 2025 and 2026 now that they renewed?

2025 | 8 of cups, 3 of pentacles, temperance • the hermit

the boys .. as i don't see any comebacks, any achievements and the usual stuff i expect to see, skz might focus way more on individual activities rather than their group ones. with the 3 of pentacles, i don't think they'll abandon that they're apart of their own group. 2025 seems to be the year that skz adjust their group gigs with the boys' solo ones.

2026 | 5 of pentacles, page of cups, 5 of cups rx • ace of wands

eek, the 5 of pentacles fucks it up. stray kids might lose some important offers in one way or another for another idea the boys have (maybe future comeback). the page of cups hints a bit that they might be individual ones (like 1 for han, 2 for felix for example).

how will be s.coups’ solo works when the members are enlisted? like mixtape/solo songs/brand ambassador or anything?

8 of cups, 6 of wands, the high priestess rx • the sun

he's willing to experiment with himself (8 of cups), so i will be honest and say that i don't see any specific gig/activity. the bottom card shows me that he wants to try these type of activities that he wants to do at least for quite some time. these actvities, as seen by the 6 of wands, will be very beneficial in the end at least from the perspective of how his relevance as a soloist (whether idol/signer or not) will be.

with the appearence of the 1st and 3rd card though (the combination), he doesn't want to say to me what type of gigs he wants to do. either he doesn't want to share them by his own will for no reason or they are so innovative to the industry that he doesn't want them to share what they are. the 8 of cups can show a different path that what carats and his solo stans are used to see from him. as the high priestess is reversed, i don't think i should ask my pendulum for anything else, including what type of solo gigs he might do. sorry if it's not what you expected :(

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omikki · 2 months ago

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Back when I was really into nct like 2018/2019 (I still am but only the music) I wanted to write a fic so badly about Kun, Renjun and Chele being brother moving to a new school/city and having to work shit out.

Kun would obviously be the older one since their parents weren't here, getting any job he can for money and being really anti social when his co workers wanted to hang out because his brothers were his priority.

Renjun being the middle/oldest at school, he has anger issues with how kun just moved them after their parents, but after being forced to do extra curriculars he has some friends and isn't so angry anymore

Chele the baby doesn't remember much of their parents at all and actually welcomes the new school environment, so much so that he comes off a bit strong to the other kids in his class.

And ofc ships would happen to, old me focused on the ship of norenmin but idk

What do you guys think, would you still want to read this?

#nct 127 #nct u #nct #nct dream #kun nct #renjun #chenle #zhong chenle #norenmin

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127luvr · 2 years ago

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hello i am back to request sumn again 🙏🙏 could i get a jisung (nct) x male reader. where jisung and reader are just hanging out which devolves into having an arm wrestle. they joke around a bit and the reader is like “if you win. you get a kiss from me.” and the reader ends up winning instead. and the reader is like “ig i get a kiss from you then” but is jk about it but also sort of serious internally. while jisung is a 100% serious and is like “yeah i can do that.” or sumn. yeah sumn more silly this time‼️‼️ the rest is up you!!!

Tangerine Love

Park Jisung x Male Reader

You always thought Jisung looked his best in the middle of the night. In a small shirt that landed just above his waist and hugged his biceps just right—adorning oversized sweatpants that hung just low enough that you caught sight of the waistband on his blue Calvin Klein boxers. He is biting the straw from his drink—scrunching his nose as he swerves his arms with the controller in his hand. You bit your lip, watching as his long fingers engulfed the small buttons.

“You totally rigged this game, (Y/n/n), it’s not fair.” You look up towards his face, picking at the skin on your bottom lip as his form a pout. You can’t help but watch as he stretches, hypnotized by how even his relaxed muscles seem to bulge out of his shirt. “Let’s play something else—”

“Let’s arm wrestle.” The quick response catches him off guard. It wasn’t anything the two of you haven’t done. Most of your hangouts alone concluded in fake wrestling matches that rolled into the middle of the night—where the two of you were too tired to decide who won and who lost. This time, Jisung was stunned, full lips parted as he visibly hesitated. “If you win you get to choose whatever you want.”

A minute passing feels like an eternity in the room. The video game music lonely as it makes the only noise that rings in your ears. Jisung’s face is stuck between confusion and being deep in thought as he considers what he could want from you.

“I want all the money in your bank account.” He manages to grab your arm as you shove him into the brown carpet. Faces inches apart as he descends into more laughter. You stay like this for a little, letting (h/c) hair cover your eyes just enough so he couldn’t see how dilated your pupils got the more you stared at him. “Okay seriously I wan—”

“If you win, you’ll get a kiss from me.” Jisung chokes on his tongue, followed by a long coughing fit as he manages to sit himself up. He’s resting back on his elbows as he avoids your gaze—wondering how you could be so casual when you threw in a request like that. Not that he wouldn’t want to.

The joke isn’t so much of a joke anymore as you internally freak out, silently wanting the floor to open up and swallow you whole. Before you could think of suggesting something else, Jisung’s head is nodding up and down—brown hair bouncing around his ears as he agrees. It’s how you found yourself in this predicament, elbow firm on Jisung’s old wooden stool that he kept in his closet. The worn down legs making it wobble when either one of you pressed down too hard. You could tell the mood is different, despite the desperate attempts of trying to lighten it up from both of you. This game was a matter of life or death. It had potential to end your friendship—or turn it into something more.

You catch Jisung’s eyes, a smirk forming on the right side of his mouth as he stares at your small frame. “What? Scared (Y/n)? You know I’ll win.”

“It’s cute that you think you can hurt me, Jisung Park.” And the mood is restored.

Jisung stifled a laugh, wrapping his fingers around your hand to get a head start. You make eye contact one last time, licking your lips subconsciously as the two of you silently start going against each other. The game is touch and go, one moment you feel yourself overwhelmed with doubt and the next you feel yourself wanting to laugh. The whole situation is comical. You can’t quite figure out why Jisung would agree to such an outlandish and odd prize. You feel him stumble back a little, clammy fingers sliding down your own as he uses his other hand to ground himself. You take advantage of this, using your full body weight to bring his arm down. Without thinking you slam his hand down, letting your arms fly up in the air as you celebrate your brief victory.

“Since I won, you know, I guess I’ll have to be the one to receive the kiss from you.” Jisung is thrown again, gears shifting in his brain as he stares at the hand that betrayed him. You want this to be a joke—for your well-being—but you know it’s not. You know it’s not by the way you watch as Jisung mentally battles himself, preparing to turn you down. Or so you think.

“I can totally do that for you.” He’s serious all of a sudden, palms face down on the wooden stool as he stares at you wide eye. He pushes it to the side, scooting himself closer to you so you’re just inches apart again. “Can you close your eyes?”

For the first time in the past hour, Jisung’s mind is blank. There are no thoughts of backing down from this as he brings his lips closer to your own, breathing heavily as he moves in closer. The initial contact starts from the corner of your lip, leaving a hot sensation from where his lips landed first. It’s no surprise when he doesn’t move, more of a peck instead of the kiss he intended, showing his lack of experience. It’s more than enough to keep you hanging though—eyes fluttering open as you gazed at the floor, stunned. But Jisung isn’t done. He dives in for more—following your lips as you lead him. He brings a hand to the back of your neck, playing with the back of your hair as he deepens the kiss, full lips now parted against your own.

You bring your hands up to wander around his body too—aiming first for the drawstring that ties up his sweatpants so they stay up. Next is the back of his neck too, tugging a little at the hair that curls around the base of his neck. He lets out a small laugh, smiling into the kiss as you make your way up to the skin under his shirt. Another fit of laughter.

“You’re tickling me.” Even when the two of you break apart, the sensation of his lips lingers on your own. You can’t help but bring your hand towards your lips, speechless. “I could go for another round.”

You know he means kissing wise, but you can’t help but tease him a little as you stare down at his swollen lips and hooded eyes. “What do I get this time when I beat you again?”

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lustbile · 10 months ago

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hi :)

I’m typing this all at like. Almost 11 at night so excuse me please if it’s at all rambling or weird idk. I just felt like since it’s been over a year since I genuinely posted anything I need to say some stuff about me just going ghost.

So hi :) to old and the somehow new followers I’ve accumulated. How are all of you? I missed you all and this account a lot and I feel really shitty just kind of abandoning it the way I did so I think it’s time I give some explanations? Or like… I don’t know, life updates? Which feels weird to say considering I’ve always been very anonymous on this account, which I will continue to do in this so. Please enjoy some basic info about my life

1) I graduated college :) Which I think was a huge part of why I had to abandon this account for a minute. Those of you who are unaware, I was a studio art major, and if you think that studio art is an “easy” major you’d be wrong! That shit kicked my ass like no other. “Art school” just used to be old rich dudes giving a little freak some money and told him to paint or sculpt some dicks and god do I wish that was how it still was. I had to like, come up with concepts and reason behind my work, and create a shit ton of it to. I put my entire soul into that shit, defend the hell out of it in critiques, and my final work means so much to me. If I wasn’t anonymous on here I’d without a doubt post it because. It truly feels like I ripped out my little dumb heart and put it on paper/canvas

But with that, I’ve had to become real adult :( I’m doing what I can to make money off my work (which is going better than imagined) while also doing some part time work. It’s great, but very tiring.

Also 2) (this part will be short I swear) I have a long term partner now. I won’t say exactly how long we’ve been together, but I do live with them. And as weird as it may sound, I’ve never told them about this account or my writing. They know I like kpop, but not this side of it. And I think part of me is still weighing my emotions towards writing smut about kpop idols while being in a committed/monogamous relationship. But I digress.

3) With how busy I became around the time that my posting schedule really took a hit, I’ve also just fallen away from kpop :/ I still listen to the music and watch music videos and stuff. But the fandom side and the non music related videos, I completely lost on that now. And I don’t like that. Being into kpop made me really happy and I liked watching boys be silly. But it just feels like I’ve missed so much now. I like a lot of groups, but more than anything, I miss nct so much :( I don’t even know what they’re really doing now. I know some of them will be entering the military soon so I feel like maybe the fandom will slow down, and as someone who used to run a 5sos account, I know what it’s like to just feel like a fandom is dying. And idk. I doubt kpop fandoms are like that but. Okay yeah now im rambling anyways!

This is all to say, I miss this part of my life a lot. Keeping up to date with music, watching funny videos of my boys, talking to you guys, and writing. I still have so many stories half finished. So many ideas that im just so disappointed didn’t see the light of day. Maybe I’ll get around to it again, but im not exactly sure if/when I’ll be in the headspace to write smut. Which I know, I can write without involving smut. But some of my ideas kind of needs it I think? And if im being honest, would anyone read my stuff if there wasn’t smut in it? Idk and I don’t know if I want to know.

Anyways if you’ve read this, thank you but like also. Im so sorry about how much there is lmao. If you want to send me a message please do. I don’t know if I’ll respond to what’s in my inbox now, since I just feel like I waited to long and I’d feel like a dick responding now. But I promise to keep an eye out. If you just want to say hi or just update me on what been going on in nct (please I want to get back into nct even if it’s not for my writing). If you have any questions for me I’m here :) and just as dumb as I was when I left. And I would recommend the inbox more than anything. I get really anxious with dms and I’m horrible about keeping conversations going there, so my inbox is really the best. I won’t promise I’ll get to it like, the second you send it, as, awhile ago I turned off my notifications for tumblr. 1) because sometimes the notifications were cringe lmao. Like I’m very liberal with who sees/handles my phone and some of those notifications were clearly for fanfiction and I don’t need to be exposed like that lmao. But also because I started getting very, very anxious about how many notes/likes a fic got and how quickly and it just was so bad for my mental health. But that’s not the point.

The point is, I’d love to hear from any of you guys again, be able to talk about kpop and just shoot the shit. Which if I’m not writing (for now, we’ll see about the future because those old ideas are still gnawing at my brain) I understand if the traction and interest in my account has worn off. But either way.

Hi :)

#putting this under a read more because it’s longer than I intended #and also some of you won’t care #and that’s okay #just needed to say some things :)#and uh if you see any typos umm no u didn’t #anyways <3

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kpopsexstories · 7 months ago

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NCT MOST MEMORABLE SEX – Story #17: LUCAS Pt. 2/2

A new story/member every Monday. Click here to view the posting schedule.

Story: Post-scandal Lucas enjoys a heartfelt moment with Haechan’s sister and ends up sleeping with her.

Type: VANILLA

Content: Missionary, Riding

Word Count: 6,748 (14,707 incl. pt. 1)

Members: Lucas (Former member)

Read Lucas Pt. 1 first.

Story #17: LUCAS Pt. 2 (of 2)

“Lucas!” Yangyang exclaimed, and rushed over to the door to give his long-haired friend a big hug. In seconds, Lucas was surrounded by young men who wanted to show him their love and appreciation.

Two years ago, he would have loved the attention. Now, it was a timid, quiet man who smiled softly at his old friends, most of whom he hadn’t seen in over a year.

The group had gathered in one of the common areas of the dorms in Seoul, for the express purpose of welcoming Lucas back from Hong Kong. Though he wasn't in any of the NCT units any longer, he was still working under the same company, and very much a part of the family.

Nearly everyone was there, including a couple of managers and ‘plus ones’, but with a few notable exceptions. None of the Dream members had come home yet, stuck at the studio for a late night dance practice. Hendery and a couple of others were missing too, out of town for a few days.

Once everyone had their turn hugging the man, and the initial excitement of Lucas’ visit – and imminent return – settled, they all spread out in the room. Music was playing, bottles and cups were being passed around, and Lucas found an empty spot on a couch.

The atmosphere was loud and the mood was great. Lucas felt genuinely happy as he looked around, excited to be back and thankful to have such great friends. But he somehow couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps he had outgrown them, and that he no longer quite fit in.

In an armchair beside him there was a girl who Lucas had never seen before. She was casually lounging with her legs folded under her, and sipping a drink from a straw. She was also the only woman in the room, and the only one who hadn't yet said hello. She immediately caught Lucas’ attention.

While the commotion surrounding his appearance had been going on, the girl had watched him in silence. She thoroughly enjoyed the scene. Now, when Lucas wasn’t being attacked by everyone else, she held out a hand and introduced herself.

Her name was Haneul, and she explained that she was Haechan’s younger sister. She quickly stated that Haechan wasn’t back yet, but that it wasn’t the first time she hung out with the boys without him. Though many faces in the room were new to her – including Lucas and everyone from WayV – she knew most members quite well.

Lucas smiled and nodded slowly while she spoke. He liked that Haneul did all the talking. As nice as it was to be back, he felt overwhelmed just by being in the room he once called home. As much as he loved his friends, he didn't want this attention. Haneul was a pleasant distraction, and she made him feel relaxed.

“Watch out for this one,” a voice said behind Haneul's back. She quickly turned around when she felt a hand on her shoulder, and saw Johnny smirking and towering above her. “He’s dangerous.”

He pointed to Lucas and winked. It was a terrible joke. Lucas ran his hand through his long hair and smiled back, but suddenly felt even more uneasy than he already did.

Johnny, who was drunk, went away as quickly as he’d appeared, and Lucas was left alone with Haneul again. She noticed his concerned expression.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I know it must be hard for you.”

Lucas wondered how much the girl knew about him. Clearly she wasn’t clueless about his past, and the boys had probably told her everything.

They were interrupted again when Jaehyun came over, threw himself onto the couch, and started ruffling Lucas’ hair. Lucas faked a laugh, while Haenul just sat and watched the boys.

“Lucas!” Jaehyun shouted and grinned, and leaned in to give his friend a hug. “Our very first daddy. Who would have guessed? How's your son? I’m so happy you’re back!”

Lucas never got a chance to respond, because when Jaehyun let go of his body and sat up straight, he accidentally hit Lucas’ arm, which caused Jaehyun to spill his drink onto his friend.

“Fuck, I’m sorry!” he said and quickly stood up. “I’ll get a towel or something.”

While Jaehyun disappeared into the crowd on the makeshift dance floor, which had formed in the middle of the room, Lucas aired his shirt and tried to limit the damage. Haneul pulled out a tissue from a pocket in her jeans, got up and sat down beside him on the couch.

“Thanks,” Lucas said and looked up. When their eyes met, Haneul’s hand froze on his arm. There was a sudden spark between them. Haneul felt it too, a feeling she didn’t get from any of the other men in the room.

Jaehyun soon returned, and handed a towel to his friend. “Do you want to borrow a shirt?” he asked when the towel didn’t seem to do much good.

Lucas could have said yes, but in all honesty he didn’t feel like talking to Jaehyun, or any of the other drunk boys for that matter. In fact, he no longer wanted to be there at all. He’d thought he did, but there were simply too many bittersweet memories around.

Two years had passed since his old self died. He wasn't the same person anymore, yet the members only knew him from who he was, not who he had become. He suddenly hated the feeling of returning to a place and past that his mind had long since left behind.

“No, I’ll get something from Hendery's room,” Lucas said in response to Jaehyun’s offer. “He said I could stay there tonight if I want since he's away. Thanks though.”

“Alright,” Jaehyun said, but was interrupted when Yuta suddenly came and pulled his arm. Another drunk friend who felt like a stranger.

“Come dance, hyung!” Yuta said loudly. “You too, Lucas! And Haneul, dance with us!”

“I’m good,” Lucas said and leaned further back on the couch, suddenly ignoring his wet shirt.

Jaehyun laughed when he was abruptly pulled away. Haneul remained seated by Lucas’ side, and was somewhat relieved that Yuta left her alone.

“Are they always like this?” she asked and looked at the new friend she was making.

“You tell me,” Lucas said and laughed. “You’ve probably seen more of them than I have recently.”

Haneul snorted and smiled, then suddenly stood up.

“Come on,” she said and held out a hand again. “Let’s get away from these obnoxious guys and find you that shirt.”

Hendery’s room was small. It had a desk, a large TV on the wall, and two beds. For a moment, Lucas wondered who he’d be sharing the room with. He no longer knew what the sleeping arrangements were. All he knew was that his friend and former bandmate had offered the use of his bed for the night, and that he wouldn't mind if he borrowed some clothes.

Haneul opened a closet and started rummaging around. “Which of these are Hendery's?” she asked.

“That one,” Lucas said while sitting down on the edge of one of the beds. “The black one. He wore it at a show once, I'll never forget it.”

Haneul picked up the shirt and tossed it in Lucas’ direction. Lucas caught it, but otherwise didn't react. Instead, he suddenly stared absent-mindedly into the open closet.

“I'll leave you to it,” Haneul said when she felt the silence. She realized she was intruding on Lucas’ personal space.

“Stay,” Lucas said, faster than he intended to. He looked lost. “I don't wanna to go back out there.”

Haneul suddenly became concerned. “Why not?” she asked and came over to sit next to the solemn man.

“I don't know. This used to be my home but things feel… different. I don't recognize it. I'm not sure I recognize them. I guess they're the same but I've changed. I'm not the person I once was.”

“I can relate to that,” Haneul said. “When Haechan got famous, my friends started acting weird around me. Eventually we grew apart. Now I'm closer with the boys than I am with the people I went to school with, and that's saying something, because it's not that often that I see the boys at all.”

Lucas nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on the shirt he was holding. “On one hand, I wish I could go back in time and change it all. On the other, I want to look ahead and just forget everything.”

Haneul hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to overstep any boundaries. But then she built up the courage to ask: “Why did you leave?”

Lucas looked at her curiously. “You know why I left. I felt like my life was over and fell into a depression. Then Chen was born. But things with his mother were… complicated.”

“Where is she now? Are you still together?”

“Still in Hong Kong. We're not together. We never were. I'm still with the company and I'm ready to start over, but that means coming back here, to Seoul.”

Haneul repeated her sentiment from before. “It must have been hard for you.”

“It was, for a long time. But then Chen made life bright again. Now, the hardest part is leaving him with his mother. But I need to get back on my feet. A year here for work, then I can possibly return to China to rebuild my career there, and be close to Chen at the same time.”

“Well, for the record, I think it's totally unfair what happened to you. The boys feel the same way. They miss you and often talk about you.”

“Don't play nice,” Lucas said and smiled softly. “I was a total jerk. I got what I deserved, nothing less. And they don't all agree. When I needed friends the most, many of them stopped calling me. When it really mattered, it was my old friends from school who knew me as someone other than NCT's Lucas who stuck with me.”

“I think that's a bit unfair. You saw the reaction today. I guess they just didn't know what to say back then.”

“Well, like I said, I'm a different person now.”

With those words, Lucas finally unfolded the shirt he was holding and placed it on his lap. Without so much as hesitating, he took the shirt he was wearing and pulled it over his head.

Haneul glared at him when he exposed his upper body. Lucas was sexy and confident, yet timid and vulnerable. He had a great body. She was attracted by the combination of traits, and for the first time she felt a little turned on by the man by her side.

“I should leave,” she said and started to get up.

“No,” Lucas said and grabbed her arm. He tossed his wet shirt on the floor, but left Hendery's fresh one on his lap.

“Stay,” he continued. “Please.”

His touch on her arm and the bare chest pumping beside her made Haneul feel excited and nervous at the same time. The spark returned. She'd definitely never felt what she felt in this moment with any of the other boys.

She sat back down and the room was silent for a moment. Only a fint murmur of thw party outside could be hears.

“Do you miss it?” Haneul finally asked.

“I do, I can't lie about that. But, you know, it will never be the same and I've accepted that. I'm ready to move on.”

Another moment of silence. Lucas stared at the floor, and felt Haneul's leg brush against his. Her hands were folded in her lap.

“So, how's your brother?” he asked.

“Oh, he's good.”

“You know, he's one of the people who never called.”

“I'm sorry,” Haneul said, not quite sure what to do with that knowledge.

“Though I didn't reach out either,” Lucas was quick to add. “I regret that sometimes.”

“Do you have any other regrets?” Haneul asked. She was happy that Lucas was opening up to her.

Lucas turned to face her. They locked eyes, and the spark intensified.

“Too many to share,” he said. “I learned a lot though.”

Haneul adjusted her position. She raised her leg and sat on her foot on the edge of the bed, and turned her chest in Lucas’ direction. Her knee leaned into his lap.

Haneul was nice to talk to. Sweet and attentive. Curious and open-minded. And the physical attraction sent a thrill through Lucas’ body.

“Like what?” she asked.

“Like, to be more respectful to the people around me. And more considerate with my actions. I was a selfish prick.”

“Well, I don't know you, I've only heard stories about you. And beside the rumors every single one of the stories tell of a funny, kind-hearted man. Is that no longer who you are?”

“I've never been funny,” Lucas said. ”That's what I strive to be, all those things. But maybe I'm not as fun to be around anymore.”

Haneul's knee pressed down a little harder on his thigh.

“I'm having fun right now,” she said. ”I mean, I enjoy this, sitting alone with you in this room. If the old you was anything like those guys out there are acting right now, I like this new you much better.”

Lucas grinned. “You don't know me,” he said with a smile.

“True, but I'm pretty good at reading people.”

As she said those words, Haneul leaned in a little closer, so close that Lucas reacted to it. His heart skipped a beat, and his shirtless body suddenly felt warm.

Haneul's hand moved from her lap and onto his thigh. Her face almost touched his. Man she's beautiful, Lucas thought.

The old him might have taken advantage of the situation. He might have read the signals in his favor, and decided that making a move for a moment's pleasure was worth it over any risks it entailed, and no matter the potential consequences of his actions.

The new him, however, did not think like that. He was not about to make a move on Haechan's baby sister.

Haneul quickly understood this, and knew two things: that Lucas wouldn't kiss her without an expressed invitation, and that he desperately wanted to. She was right about both.

That's why she – attracted by the fit and handsome shirtless man beside her, and infatuated with his sensitivity and sensibility – decided that the risk was hers to bear, and that in this moment it was a risk worth taking.

Foreplay starts here…

And so, Haneul finally closed the gap between them. Slowly, her nose brushed against Lucas’, until his big lips met hers in a gentle kiss. Her hand pressed harder on his thigh when she leaned in.

At first, Lucas closed his eyes and opened his mouth but otherwise didn't move. Then, he kissed her back, and placed a hand on her knee in his lap.

It felt good. So good. Haneul wasn't the first woman he'd been with since the scandal, but it had been a while, and she was the first one who seemed to understand him. She was just what he needed in this moment, and even though they'd just met – and even though he really should be outside enjoying his party – he was more than willing to let things turn sexual.

The kissing quickly intensified. Lucas titled his head Haneul around the waist. She raised her hand and touched his bare chest. It was arousing, thrilling to make out in secret with the other’s just a few rooms away.

When Lucas leaned closer still, Haneul quickly lay down on her back on the bed. He followed, his hip resting sideways against hers. He became hard in an instant, as his bulge rubbed against the side of her body.

“Mmm,” Haneul moaned when she wrapped her arms around the shirtless man.

“Ahh,” Lucas said softly when he started moving his hip and groin against the girl, and feeling her waist and torso.

Their kissing made suction sounds in the otherwise quiet room. The music and muffled voices could be heard outside, further down the corridor. So far, no one had come to look for them.

“We should probably lock the door,” Haneul said and pushed on Lucas’ shoulder. Despite the large number of people in the building, the person she was mostly worried about was her brother, who would return home and might come looking for her at any moment.

Lucas sat up on his knees, and Haneul jumped out of bed before he could react. She rushed to the door and turned the lock. Then she faced the horny man on the bed and smiled.

He smiled back, but was also very aware of the situation. “Are you sure?” he asked.

Haneul giggled and approached him. She stood by the foot of the bed and placed a hand on his shoulder, then pushed him down on his back. He watched with a huge grin while she pulled her top over her head.

“I'm sure,” she said and climbed on her knees onto the bed, until she was sitting on top of Lucas’ crotch.

He immediately began to touch her naked skin. Slowly, carefully as not to make a mistake, but eager and excited to feel her.

Haneul reached behind her back and undid her bra. She slid it over her shoulders and revealed her bare breasts, then let it fall off her while they maintained eye contact.

As soon as the reality of the situation settled, Lucas reached down between his legs to undo his pants. Haneul did the same to her jeans, and climbed off the man to lie beside him as they simultaneously pulled their pants down their legs.

Lucas kept his underwear on, but took his socks off when he briefly sat up to pull the pants over his ankles. Haneul raised her knees to get her pants and panties off in one go.

The room was bright, the lights were on, and they could see everything. When they were done undressing, Lucas sat next to the naked girl and admired the full length of her body. She crossed her legs and held an arm over her chest, but then uncrossed them and removed the arm, inviting Lucas to come back down on her.

He did just that. In only a pair of black boxers, he touched the insides of Haneul's thighs, and lowered his head between her legs. The lips he'd kissed her mouth with quickly found her vagina.

Haneul closed her eyes and spread her legs wide while the man kissed her folds. Lucas pouted his lips and lubricated the sensitive tissue with saliva. Then he stuck out his tongue and started eating her out.

“Mm,” Haneul repeated. “Ahh, Lucas!”

They stayed like this for several minutes. Occasionally, Lucas looked up to see Haneul's face twisting and grimacing behind her flat breasts. A couple of times, Haneul simultaneously glanced down to see the cute head going at it on her pussy, and their eyes met. A piercing, thrilling sensation rushed through them both.

Eventually, Lucas stopped eating and started kissing, making his way up Haneul's stomach, chest and eventually finding her lips again. He stretched out long on top of her, while letting his hand explore the side of her body, from the naked thigh and ass to her breast and face.

With a palm on her cheek and his ass rocking gently between her legs, Lucas moaned softly as they kissed with passion. Haneul explored his back and held his shoulders tight, and occasionally felt his ass cheeks over the fabric of his underwear. Finally, when her fingers traced the spine and Lucas was kissing her neck, she stuck her hand inside them.

This caused Lucas to thrust down hard but slow between her legs, a lustful push which sent a sensation through his shaft. The sensation beamed out into his body.

“Ahh,” he said, as the length of the shaft rubbed against the folds of X's vagina. “Ohh, yeah.”

The moans and physical push, and the feeling of the mushy skin on Lucas' ass, inspired Haneul to pull the underwear down over the cheeks. The shaft got squeezed as they stretched out, and Lucas raised his hips to reach down and grab it.

He lifted the underwear over the shaft, letting his penis free. Then he looked Haneul in the eye before he dared to lower his body again.

“I don't have a condom,” he said.

“It’s okay,” Haneul replied softly. “I'm on the pill.”

It had been a while since he last heard those words, when he made the mistake of trusting the mother of his child. But now, like then, he saw no reason not to trust the naked girl in his arms.

And so he lowered his body, slowly, while Haneul raised a knee and pushed the underwear all the way down with her foot. Lucas quickly kicked them off, and they joined the pants and the shirts on the floor.

At first, he made no effort the penetrate her. They made out, naked and aroused, while he rocked gently back and forth on top of her. But with each rocking motion, Haneul spread her legs a little wider, and Lucas slid down a little further. Soon enough, the head reached the lips of her vagina, and gradually became engulfed by them.

Sex starts here…

When the dick head suddenly slid inside it took Lucas by surprise. “Ohh,” he moaned abruptly, and Haneul let out a giggle.

“Ohh,” he repeated when he thrust forward a second time, and the head pushed even deeper.

This time, Haneul didn't giggled but joined in with a moan of her own. The head stretched her wet hole wide, and it felt great.

For a moment, Lucas became very aware of what they were doing, and of the muffled party still happening outside. Sex was the last thing he'd imagined he’d be having when he first returned to the dorm. And this was Haechan's sister. For the first time, he wondered what his former close fried would think. If he ever found out, that is.

Haneul quickly extinguished any doubts though, when she squeezed her legs tighter around Lucas’ thighs and pressed her hand down hard on his ass. The head and shaft slid deep inside her, and she threw her head back and grimaced.

“Ahh, wow, Lucas, you feel so good,” she whimpered. That was just the kind of talk Lucas loved to hear, and it made him forget all about Haechan and where they were.

Balls deep inside the girl, Lucas’ thrusts quickly picked up the pace. He rocked and panted and touched and kissed the girl, while she moaned and squirmed occasionally beneath him. She was great and playful in bed, clearly experienced, which was good because the new him needed someone else to take control, or at least to take initiative.

Haneul certainly did, but the wonderful bubble they were in burst just minutes after they truly got stated. There was suddenly a knock on the door, and someone pushed down the handle.

This caused Lucas to jump, and Haneul to curl up to cover her body when the man abruptly pulled out of her.

“Yeah?” Lucas said loudly. He sat up on the bed completely naked and uncovered, and suddenly felt nervous and worried.

“Lucas, where did you go?” a voice shouted behind the door. It was Johnny, one of the few who had actually noticed that Lucas had left his spot on the couch.

Lucas looked at Haneul. “Maybe we should get back out there?” he whisper.

Haneul quickly shook her head. “No,” she pleaded. “I wanna stay.”

Lucas turned to face the door. “Sorry,” he sad loudly “I came to get a shirt from Hendery but got tired. Let me take a nap and I'll come back later.”

“What?” the voice outside nearly screamed. “No way, come join your party!”

“I'm sorry,” Lucas repeated. “It was a long flight.

Another muffled voice was heard outside, and for a moment Johnny didn't respond. Then a final click of the door handle when Johnny let go of it.

“Alright,” he said. “Just come out whenever you're ready.”

Something had changed in the voice. It sounded happier, more cheerful, almost as if Lucas was being teased. Lucas didn't think twice about it, but sat completely still and in silence until he was reasonably assured that Johnny had left.

Haneul began to laugh, and relaxed her otherwise tense body. She stretched out on the bed and reached out to touch Lucas’ waist.

“Come here,” she said and smiled. Lucas wasn't going to turn that invitation down.

His still hard dick swayed in the air when he rolled back down and untwisted his body, to lay back down on top of his newly found sexual partner. The make-out quickly resumed. When he penetrated her again, they picked up exactly where they'd left off.

This was when Haneul took initiative again, and pushed on Lucas’ shoulder. He rolled sideways and she followed, until he was the one on his back and she was sitting on top of him.

The dick was still inside her, but at first she didn't move. Lucas rested his hands on her thigh and she felt his pumped chest with hers, while smiling down at him. Damn she’s beautiful, Lucas thought to himself.

Then, Haneul slowly started moving her hips back and forth. Lucas had his eyes wide open and took in the sight of her naked body. He grabbed her ass, and pushed and pulled to aid her movements.

Haneul started rolling her hips faster, leaned down further and reached up to brush her hair to one side. She started bouncing up and down, an elbow on either side of Lucas’ chest and arms. When their faces almost touched, Lucas lifted his head and planted his lips on hers.

The head and shaft slid in and out of her repeatedly. Lucas’ body tensed, and with a firm grip around her cheeks he started thrusting deeper into her.

“Mm, oh yeah, Lucas,” Haneul said.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh,” he panted repeatedly. The faster he went, the louder but more strained his moans became.

“Shhh,” she said and giggled.

Lucas listened and held his breath, but didn’t slow down. The mattress started shaking. Haneul's breasts shook violently with each fast thrust. But when the bed slammed against the wall, they both abruptly stopped.

“Holy shit,” Lucas said. “You're amazing! But yeah, we should probably keep it down.”

“Haechan might come home,” Haneul pointed out.

They both relaxed their bodies, and Haneul sat up straight. Her hips pressed down hard on the man, his cock sliding deep inside her.

For a while, she gently moved her ass up and down while Lucas lay completely still, merely enjoying the moment and sensation. Then they froze on the spot when a new set of voices were heard outside the door.

Several people walked by outside, talking and laughing loudly. Lucas could make out three of them: Chenle, whose dolphin-like laughter was unmistakable. Jisung, whose deep voice had matured so much over the years. And Haechan, whose voice sent a shiver down his spine.

He quickly looked up at the girl with a serious expression. She gave him a reassuring smile. Neither of them moved as they listened to the voices go by, and eventually disappear.

“They're gone,” Haneul said and unfrozen herself. She added: “Don't worry though. I don’t think he’d care.”

This relaxed Lucas, though it wasn't Haechan he should be worried about. Of course he didn't know that yet, but would find out soon enough.

When the danger had passed they resumed the activity, but both realized that they should probably finish sooner rather than later. Still sitting up straight, pressing her legs against Lucas’ sides, Haneul picked up the pace one final time.

Lucas did the same, and started thrusting into the girl while his hands explored her beautiful waist and boobs. He stared at her in amazement, briefly wondering how he got so lucky, until he felt an orgasm coming and closed his eyes hard.

“Mm, yeah, yeah,” Haneul whispered repeatedly while she rolled her hips and bounced her ass up and down.

“Ah, ah, ah!” Lucas panted, faster and faser.

His hands stopped moving around and grabbed on tight around Haneul's hips. She held on around his waist while staring at the ceiling.

“Mm, oh yeah, Lucas,” she whispered.

“Aahh, fuck, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come,” he said in an equally low but strained voice.

“Oh yeah, ahhh, Lucas!”

“Ahh, ahh, ahhh.”

Lucas suddenly grimaced excessively. He held on tight around Haneul's ass. His touch was gentle, but the requirement to keep his voice down made his body work hard and muscles tense as he panted and came inside the girl.

Haneul loved it. She found it thrilling that she'd now had sex with not one, but two of Haechan's famous friends. As much as she liked Lucas for his sexy body and the sweet, vulnerable personality he'd shown her, there was no denying that the fact that he was who he was made her want this even more.

“Ahhhh!” Lucas groaned one last time, as quietly as possible, as a great sensation rushing through his body. He shot several loads into the girl, and it felt amazing when he came. The way his hands were tightly wrapped around the gorgeous ass and hips, and the way his shaft quickly slid in and out of the tight vagina as she bounced on top of him, felt great.

“Ohh yeah,” Haneul whimpered. She'd figured out that Lucas loved a submissive girl, and when he burst inside her that's what she gave him. “Ohh, yeah, mmm,” she moaned.

“Ahh, fuck,” Lucas said when he calmed down, and his muscles started to relax. He slowed his thrusts and lowered his ass into the mattress.

Haneul slowed down too, stopped bouncing and let herself sink onto the shaft. It felt so good the way it pulsed and throbbed inside her, and the several waves of cum filled her up.

When the act was over she smiled and laughed as their eyes met. She leaned down and collapsed on Lucas’ chest, while he caressed her warm back and steadied his breathing.

“That was amazing,” he said.

“Yeah,” she said longingly.

“Hey,” Lucas said and pushed on her shoulder. She raised her head and looked at him.” Thank you.”

“For what?” Haneul asked.

“For listening to me.”

Haneul smiled. “Oh. You're welcome,” she said.

She sat up and raised her body. The now slack dick slid out of her, and sloppily fell onto Lucas’ stomach.

She rolled off him and lay beside him, cuddling up close with her head on his shoulder and hand on his toned chest. He turned to look at her.

“Should we go back out?” he asked.

She closed her eyes. “In a moment,” she said.

“No, don't fall asleep,” Lucas said and suddenly sounded worried. “Hey, let's go back out until the party dies down, then maybe you can stay the night? If you want to.”

Haneul tilted her head back and looked at him. “I'd love that,” she said. “Fine. I guess the star of the party has to show his face more than once.”

Lucas woke up to a loud laugh coming from the hallway outside. He was on his back, and Haneul was snoring quietly beside him. Her naked chest was pressed against his upper arm. The twisted duvet covered their legs and hips but not much else.

He felt a pounding headache coming on. They had indeed rejoined the party, and it had lasted to the early morning.

Still a little drunk, Lucas yawned and stretched his arms above his head, then rolled on his side and brushed Haneul's hair aside. He was glad that she’d stayed. She was wonderful, and he smiled to himself as he admired her pretty face.

The gentle touch caused her to wake up. She opened her eyes slowly, then smiled when she met his friendly gaze.

“Morning,” she said.

“Morning,” Lucas replied. He leaned in and gave her a loving kiss.

“Thanks for last night,” he added. “I really needed that.”

“Me too,” Haneul said. “More than I think I realized.”

They started to make out, and Lucas was horny again in seconds. But they never got any further, as soon there was a loud knock on the door.

“Hey lovebirds, come out for breakfast!” It was Haechan's voice.

“Alright,” Lucas said, then looked at Haneul. They smiled at each other and began to giggle.

“See, I told you he wouldn’t mind,” Haneul said.

Lucas snickered but wasn’t fully convinced. Perhaps it was his past haunting his mind, but there might still be consequences to face.

“You were great by the way,” Haneul added.

Lucas let out a laugh. “So were you. I'm glad we met.”

They started getting out of bed, and found their scattered clothes on the floor. In silence while occasionally glancing at each other and giggling, they got dressed and ready to face reality. Who knew what mess waited for them outside, and what reactions the fact that Haneul had stayed the night had caused.

The hallway was empty, as was the living room where the party had taken place, but voices could be heard from the communal kitchen. Lucas walked ahead while Haneul followed close behind.

In the clothes they wore the night before, they joined a handful of young men around a kitchen table. The group was significantly smaller, limited to those who lived on this floor and those who had found the energy to get out of bed.

Hungover and tired, most mumbled a superficial good morning when Lucas and Haneul entered the room. Haechan and Jeno, who hadn't been there for most of the evening, were the only ones who seemed rested and energetic.

“Hello sister,” Haechan said with a grin on his face. “Didn't make it home, did you?”

“No, I did not,” Haneul replied and smirked. “Shut up.”

Several of the boys looked up and giggled, but no one said a word.

Food was on the table, and Lucas helped himself to what was served. Haneul sat down next to him, and as the group came to life people started talking and joking among themselves.

More people joined from the other floors. Memories from last night were shared, and Lucas, who was the reason for why there was a get-together in the first place, got a whole bunch of questions about the past and future.

With Haneul by his side, he didn't mind answering them. Largely thanks to her, the pains of being back had faded overnight.

The morning would take a turn for Lucas, however, when several members of the Dream team came down to join the gathering. Renjun and Chenle made an appearance and, more importantly, as did Jisung.

Jisung entered the kitchen with a big smile on his face. He was in a good mood, and unlike many of the others was not hungover. He had already eaten, but wanted to be part of the social experience, and to say hello to Lucas who had not been around in the short period Jisung was at the party.

Jisung quickly lit up in a huge smile when he saw the girl seated at the table, with frizzy bed hair and eating a bowl of cereal. It quickly went away when he realized he should play it cool. They had texted occasionally but not seen each other in person in over a year.

“Hey,” he said and she looked up.

“Hey,” she replied.

The people closest to them suddenly went quiet.

“I didn't know you'd be here,” Jisung continued.

“Neither did I,” Haneul admitted, and knew that she had to hold back her words.

“Were you at the party? I didn't see you last night.”

Haneul didn't respond at first. More people went quiet, their expressions suddenly serious and curious. Jisung noticed the silence and felt their eyes upon him. Something was off.

“I was,” Haneul finally said.

Another silence.

“She was probably in bed when you were here,” Johnny said. Yuta quickly shushed him, but others giggled quietly.

“What?” Jisung asked and laughed. He looked around the table, still standing at the edge a few steps away from Haneul.

“Hey, how was the rehearsal yesterday?” Haechan asked. It was an obvious attempt to divert attention, and it fooled no one.

“It was good,” Jisung said, cautiously suspicious. Then he turned his head in Lucas’ direction, and was met with a serious, slightly confused and solemn expression.

Haneul was sitting close to her lover, their shoulders touching, and from the reaction of the room, the expressions on their faces, and the fact that Haneul was still in the dorm at all, Jisung finally connected the dots.

“Oh,” he said, in a somewhat heartbroken voice. “I see.”

“Jisung…” Mark said, in a sorrowful and emphatic tone.

“Well, I'll leave you to it. Enjoy your breakfast.”

With that, Jisung turned around and left the room. Johnny giggled, Yuta punched him on the shoulder. Mark and Haechan locked eyes and grimaced painfully, then Haechan gave his sister a stern look. She stared down into her bowl and stired the food around slowly. Chenle and Renjun looked confused, having just walked in themselves and not made the connection Jisung was able to make.

And in the thick of it all was Lucas, who had no clue what the hell was going on.

“What just happened?” he asked.

Haechan never took his eyes off his sister. “Are you going to tell him or should I? He'll find out anyway.”

Haneul didn't respond, but sighed and produced a faint smile.

“What?” Lucas asked and laughed nervously, the way Jisung had the moment before he understood. He looked at Haneul with a curious expression. “What?” he repeated.

She finally raised he head to face him. “We had a thing once, ages ago. It's no big deal.”

“It is to Jisung,” Yuta said.

“Fuck,” Lucas said. “I didn't know.”

He looked around the suddenly very quiet group, searching for more information but afraid to ask any questions. This was apparently a sensitive subject.

Johnny saw his confusion, and decided to give him more info: “They had sex in the Philippines during a tour. But hey, it was indeed ages ago. Don't worry about it.”

“Should I go talk to him?”

“No, don't,” Haechan said.

Haneul finally decided to own up to the situation. “Don’t worry, I'll talk to him later,” she said. She turned to her brother. “I promise, okay?”

Haechan glared at her, and she added: “I owe him that. He's a sweet guy, and this was shitty of me.”

Her brother smiled reassuringly at her. Then Yuta let out a laugh, which finally broke the sour mood. One after another, the others joined in. What else could they do?

What had happened happened, and Jisung would get over it. His friends would help him get over the heartbreak. But there was no point in any of them holding a grudge against Lucas, who had been completely unaware of the situation, and no one was going to blame Haechan's darling sister too harshly.

Soon everyone was laughing, everyone except Chenle who suddenly left the room, and Lucas who remained confused and unsure of what to do.

There was nothing funny about the situation at all, and had he known he would never have let last night happen. Not even the old version of himself would do that to poor Jisung, or to any of the boys for that matter.

But it did happen, and to Lucas’ old, fragile heart which was burdened with past experiences, it became a painful memory. At the same time, his night with Haneul felt remarkable, and became a memory he cherished. Combined, his first visit to the dorm after the scandal became another bittersweet memory of the place, a place where a boy grew up and became a man.

Lucas was on the right path, but he had a long road ahead before he could redeem himself. He knew that better than anyone, and Haneul was a painful reminder of it.

Curious about the time Jisung and Haechan’s sister hooked up? Read Jisung’s Most Memorable Sexual Experience.

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