#ikon au chanwoo

[seawitch62]

Re-Run?

"Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

A tale of a fateful trip

That started from this tropic port

Aboard this tiny ship.

The mate was a mighty sailing man,

The skipper brave and sure.

Five passengers set sail that day

For a three hour tour, a three hour tour.

The weather started getting rough,

The tiny ship was tossed,

If not for the courage of the fearless crew

The Minnow would be lost, the Minnow would be lost.

The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle

With Gilligan

The Skipper too,

The millionaire and his wife,

The movie star

The Professor and Mary Ann,*

Here on Gilligan's Island"

Why am I up so late?

Watching Gilligan's island?

I'm so tired!

-Now this is the tale of our castaways,

They're here for a long, long time,

They'll have to make the best of things,

It's an uphill climb.

The first mate and his Skipper too,

Will do their very best,

To make the others comfortable,

In their tropic island nest.

No phone, no lights, no motor car,

Not a single luxury,

Like Robinson Crusoe,

It's primitive as can be.

So join us here each week my friend,

You're sure to get a smile,

From seven stranded castaways,

Here on "Gilligan's Isle"-

I can't keep my eyes open, too tired to reach for the remote, this couch is so comfortable.

○

Tina tosses and turns, sleep being disturbed by voices.

Alien voices.

"What the..are they at my door,?"

She grunts in a very disgruntled tone.

Are they arguing?

For fuck sakes?

Why my door?

Slowly regaining facilities, an unknown scent fills the air, it reminds her of a beach.

She tries to focus, reaching for her phone  on her bedside table.

It's not there!

For that matter either is the bedside table!

Senses awaken with  a jolt.

This isn't  her bedroom!

It looks like a hut of some sorts.

Getting out of bed, the mattress, if you can call it that, palm tree branches.

"What the fuck?" 

Sand everywhere!

The voices continue to debate aggressively.

Maybe they have answers she suggests to herself.

Upon exiting the hut, Tina comes face to face with seven angry strangers.

Stopping dead in tracks she stares at them questionably.

"The witch is awake" Jinhwan states.

"What?"

"Who are you? What am I doing here?".

"Good question," replies Donghyuk.

Tina looks around.

"Is this a set?"

"What the fuck" an angry Junhoe imputs.

"I must be dreaming!,".

Hanbin walks towards Tina, slapping her across the face with force.

"Does that feel like a fucking dream?".

Stepping back, "why?".

Deciding she needs to get away from these loonies. Tina runs.

Chanwoo yells, "the witch is escaping".

Run run run, Tina keeps repeating to herself.

Turning she can see them chasing her.

Run run run.

Their voices are getting closer 

Run run run

Tina feels herself falling.

Something  or someone  is holding her ankles.

In the next moment she is eating sand.

"Got you witch" states Bobby.

○

"I am not a witch! Please untie me"

Tina speaks to deaf ears, as they huddle in a circle.

From time to time glancing in her direction.

Yunhyeong, walks towards Tina, checking that the tree vine ropes are holding.

"Break the spell witch!" 

"Spell? You guys abducted me!".

"Abducted you ?" Spits out Hanbin.

"In your dreams" he adds for good measure. 

"That's it, I'm dreaming".

"I fell asleep watching Gilligan's island, that has to be it!". She tells herself.

"You were watching Gilligan's island?" Chanwoo questions.

"Yes".

"We were watching Gilligan's island!".

●

"NOOOOOOOOO"  Tina screams at the top of her lungs.

"This can not be happening!".

Hanbin slaps Tina once more, his hand imprint evident on her cheek.

"Hysterics will not help you witch!

You got us in this mess, get us out" he yells into her face.

Her face throbbing from the slaps she  endured, her body aching from the earlier tackle.

Her mind reels, "fuck I'm stuck on this Island with these sadistic assholes" she mumbles to herself.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!".

[ikonislife]

Soulmate 3.

- OT7 x Reader

- It’s not all honey and sunshine in the world where soulmates are something of God given will. Will the boys be strong enough to get through the day with their better half or will the relationship will tarnish with the tick of the clock.

-Fluff, slight angst, soulmate au, soulmate!iKon

-Chapter 1: Chanwoo - The Boy with the Baseball Glove

-Chapter 2: Hanbin - The Boy in the Red Flannel

-Chapter 3: Yunhyeong - The Boy in the Chef Apron

-Chapter 4: Bobby - The Boy with the Golden Smile

“Have you ever consider that you might be my soulmate, Y/n?”

You should’ve been flipping table, throwing a fit, destroying your little apartment at the nonchalantness of his question... At the existent of that very question. Yet here you lay, eyes still glue on the white noises spewing from your TV, not even batting an eye at those words. Not to say that it never did... Just, when you had heard that same question falling from the cherry soft lips of your handsome prince of a best friend thousands of times over, somehow, even as magical as Song Yunhyeong is, it had lost its power. 

Face it, the topic of soulmate in this day and age, although no longer what it once was, still very much something that could strike the heart of the toughest guys and color rosy every girl’s cheeks.

“No, not really, never cross my mind.” 

For any onlooker, that respond was formed almost absentmindedly, a bit too heartless even. However, taken in the dynamic of your relationship with Yunhyeong, it’s anything but. You’d without a shadow of a doubt, unashamedly admit that countless time before you’ve considered it, soulmate, just the simple uttering of the word already sending shiver down your spine... Of course you’ve considered it. 

So then why the sarcastic answer?  That question itself nearly as loaded as the one he had asked, the kind of question that had been mulled over for so many moon it had began taking root, twisting and winding its grasp around your heart until it was unbearable to even look at him. Because it’s a question too hard to swallow, and so deep that the only respond you could utter without dredging up physical matters of the heart is sarcasm.

For one, you’ve lost count of just how many time Yunhyeong had brought up that very concern. Any sign, need not be one out of the ordinary, just any old sign of your mundane life could be the sign. Grabbing for the glass of water at the same time? Soulmate. Blurting out the same order at a new restaurant for your monthly food adventure? Soulmate. Even getting up to go to the damn restroom at the same time could be a sign for him. 

“No shit, Song Yunhyeong, you only mention it like every other second.”

“I know, but have you really consider it though? You as my soulmate?” His sweet voice rings out once more, fighting against the bubbling and clanking of pots in your tiny kitchen.

“I mean...” You pause letting the thought once again steeps your brain in its fairytale liked nature, pausing a bit too long for just how pragmatic and casual you had remained at the sensitive subject. “How much considering can I do when the symptom aren’t there.” You say as your heart clenches with every word your lips utter, why can’t he see that you’ve considered it, dreamt it, wished upon the star it. None of that matter if the cosmic is against you and him, against your heart intertwining in a dance of that searing pain of heartbeat syncing then the beautiful breathtaking moments to follow. The universe is as conniving as it is heartless having your heart’s desire reminding you times and times again of what you can’t have. 

You could almost see his heart drops and a frown beginning to form under that dulling smile of his as a soft defeated “you’re right” tumbles from those kissable lips. No matter how hard Yunhyeong tried to hide the disappointment threatening to vomit from the deep corners of his heart and soul with that brilliant smile of his, it’d always be obvious to you because well, you feel the same way. 

There’s no denying the physical attractiveness your best friend possesses that quite honestly stole your breath on so many occasions, down right had you staring now and then in the most random moments of life.  Not to mention, the chemistry between the two of you could fools stranger into believing you were meant for each other, left people closest to you both wondering how it could even be possible for your hearts not to belong to one another. 

It’s not as if you hated when he brings up this topic, quite opposite actually, you love it with every bits of your soul. The idea of having the boyfriend of all boyfriends being the person to have and to hold for the rest of your life, who in their right mind wouldn’t want that. You love Yunhyeong, no doubt about that, long fallen for the caring man and all of his quirkiness sometimes borderline cringy... Long before the fame and success. 

You’ve even considered just saying yes, to end both yours and his suffering with one simple word, falling into each other arms and get lost in the moment but you love him too much for that, to rob him of his one true love. What’s more, you love yourself too much to bear the thought of maybe a year, a month, or even a day into this fantasy relationship, his soulmate could be strolling down the street to put an end to all this nonsense. That’s not a pain you want to nor did you think to be able to survive. Alas, this is not a world where two people frivolously fall in love and ride off into the sunset without a care for anyone else but themselves. This is a world where everybody is bound by their destiny no matter how much one detest the outcome. If only the soulmate drug works on ordinary matter of the heart also. 

To have him in that moment, to lose yourself in him in that one second is enough for you to be happy for the rest of the days. You love the way he makes you feel as though you’re the most special person in the world, how his smile perks up the moment you step into the room even if he had been dying on the floor from being yelled at by Hanbin for not getting the choreograph right the 10th time that night. It’s comical, stupid even that you’re denying yourself happiness because of some stupid old tradition that meant to ensure the survival of the human race. Aren’t the Earth overpopulated anyways, can the divine stop playing with people’s hearts like sex toys. Life must have a great sense of humor because it had presented you the perfect human being yet all you will ever be allow to call him is best friend. 

A quick wipe of his hands on the white apron so snugly tied around his waist, accentuating his fitted figure a bit too well, Yunhyeong returns his attention to the bubbling pot on the stove, delectable scent permeate through your tiny apartment that was much too peasant-liked to fit his prince image. It was your weekly dinner and as always, Yunhyeong has a recipe or two up his sleeves that he’d like to experiment on you before serving it up to the boys. Although by now, there’s an inkling within your heart that the truth is far from that. Since when has the iKon boys really care what their chef make, they weren’t picky enough of eaters for Yunhyeong to be going through such great length. If anything, they’d love it even more if he experiment more with food at home. 

Sauntering into the boiling hot kitchen, you did your best to peek from the side of the tall man blocking nearly the whole width of your small stove, slaving away with two pots and a few mixing bowls all at once. 

“Yunhyeong, you know we can just do take out, right? You don’t need to work so hard every week cooking for me.”

“Shh, you eat take out too much. Eat some real food for once, plus, I need to practice making these dishes anyways.”

You smile but deep within a sadness lurking about of a future where these weekly “date” will ceased to exist the moment his soulmate comes into play. Cease to exist too will be the flirty banter and carefree playfulness in your words to each other, you will no longer be the only girl he could confide in and snuggle close till you both fall asleep from talking till morning comes. Of course all you want is for him to be happy but you couldn’t help the small part of yourself that want to keep Yunhyeong, to be able to be selfish when it comes to him. You won’t be able to love him any longer and you’re not quite sure how to deal with that, not quite yet. You know Yunhyeong won’t abandon you but the thought of never being anything more than his best friend, it hurts. 

Lost in a world without Yunhyeong, you carelessly pick up the boiling kettle steaming away and shouting by the stout oblivious to Yunhyeong screams of warning. The pain scorching your skin not nearly as intense as the pain still lingering in your heart from the hypothetical world and it wasn’t until far too late that you had let go, clanking of the kettle along with the splashing of scalding hot water sear deep into your arms. The pain slowly sinking in, body curling up to cope with the unbearable pain but the frightful scream stolen from your throat, in place of it, a muted gasping of air. Yunhyeong dives to catch you in his arms, your names tumbling from his lips like prayers, wishing it had been him at the receiving end of the caustic boiling liquid. 

Mind blank and pain unbearable, seemingly all the functioning braincell you’ve managed to control poured into one thing, tears. Tears overflowing like a broken dam blurring away the panic on his face. Your hands clutching desperately, body pressing tightly against his as if Yunhyeong is your last lifeline in the middle of a category 5 storm. 

The how and when seemingly escaped your mind as the next second your frantic mind had gotten a grasp on reality, you were already in a room with blinding lights, kind smiles of the nurse tending to your redden arms sooth just a bit of pain away. Yunhyeong not far behind, feet could barely stay still as he did his best to be out of the way of the nurse. Yet you know, the worry in his eyes, the way he’s balling up the seam of his shirt convey the weight upon his shoulders. No sooner than the nurse had given the poor boy the go head, he flies straight to your side, unsure if it should be a mountain worth of scolding for your carelessness or intense cries of hurt to be first to leave his mouth.

“Yunhyeong, I am literally fine. Cease your worrying!” you chuckle, doing your best to ease the tension off his trembling body but you know that was futile. 

“Y/n, be for real right now. Do you know I almost had a heart attack?? How could you be laughing right now?”  He gripes, hands already grab your bandaged one with the most delicateness as if it was made out of snowflakes. 

“I am serious. I am okay Yunhyeong.” You muttered, although uncertainties ravage your brain. The searing pain in your chest was as real as the first moment you had felt it as your world blurred just a few hours ago. Yet what else could you say but to assure your best friend that all was right in the world. You were convinced his head would explode if you even cough right this second. 

“Really? you’re certain?” He questioned you, a strange tone danced between the worries. He finally settled down on the chair beside your bed with an odd expression painted across his face, uneasiness rose in your chest.

“Yea... I think I’d know if I wasn’t okay, dork.” you quipped and settled down too into your bed. Eyes strained on the bright light above, a twinge of nausea rushed through your body. “Hey, you think we can get out of here anytime soon? I don’t feel comfortable here.” You nudged Yunhyeong with a slight smile, tearing him away from whatever dream that was occupied his thought.

“Right, yea, let me check with the front desk.” 

Yunhyeong scuttled off and for the first time in a long time, you were glad your best friend wasn’t by your side. A long sigh huffed from your lungs to mingled with the sterilized air of the bustling ER. What was this strange feeling heavy on your chest? In the short hours between a dinner anticipated ruined by your carelessness and now, something between you and Yunhyeong had changed. Something major yet so subtle, tangible yet whenever you reached your fingers forward it dissipated in an instant. What did you missed? Your thought cut short as Yunhyeong rushed back to your side, papers clutched in hand. 

“We’re all good to go!” 

Another blink and you were back in the passenger seat of Yunhyeong’s car, fast steading home. The silent that was once peaceful now stuffy, heavy. The lyrics vibrating through the dense air of the car, gibberish, nonsense as your eyes trained to the fast passing road. What compelled you to utter these next few words and break the uncomfortable silent, you did not know. However the can of worm your words opened up was one you were wholeheartedly unprepared for.

“Are we alright?” You muttered reluctantly.

Yunhyeong stayed silent. Lips pursed and you could see his knuckles ghosted white as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. You could almost hear the gears in his brain churning, carefully calculating whatever it is that was about to come out of his lips. 

“You really have never considered us...” Those familiar words breathed from his lips yet it wasn’t a question, it wasn’t a joke, or even a statement. The connotation weighed heavy. 

“Yunhyeong... You only bring it up every other hour, any sane person would considered.” You tried to lighten the boulders that was this conversation yet it only seemed to made the strange expression on his features soured further. “I think enough happened today, is it really the time to bring this up again?”

“Is it really that preposterous, the idea of us being more than this limbo we’ve both lied ourselves into?” Yunhyeong gritted his teeth and shattered your belief that he could never be anything other than sunshine and happiness.

“Limbo- Yunhyeong if you have something to say then just say it. I don’t think either of us benefit from this dance we’ve done thousand times before.” You exasperated, searing pain still dancing through your chest. 

“Is it so impossible, me and you. You’ve never once gave me a straight answer. You keep me around as if I’m an option yet the moment i bring up anything remotely close to suggesting we could be more, you laughed it off as if i’m just a big joke.” The words he spoked, it registered yet it made no sense... a joke? how could he think you thought of him as a joke.

“Yunhyeong, how could you thin-” The words lost within the harsh gasp clawing its way out of your throat, harsh enough to earn concern from Yunhyeong. Fingers hastily pressing at the button to roll down the window, cold air hit your face as tears burned your cheeks. “You think it’s fun for me? To have ever other conversation we have circled the drain right into ‘ha ha what if we were more than just friends’...” Your words fighting, muffling against the wind rushing by. If you could, you’d jump right out the window and evaporate within the wind. 

“Well, you’ve never given me any other indication-”

“Song Yunhyeong, have you so wrapped up in your own mind and heart that you failed to consider what it would mean for me to really considered us?” Exasperated, there was no stopping your pain from rushing out now. “For me to let myself fall into this perfect world of being yours, of being on top of the world and in love with my best friend, and then to watch as you get a better... a real soulmate? We all knew this bullshit cosmic chosen one is inevitable and one day... One day I will have to watch you walk out of my life. There goes all our dinner date, the late night phone calls, there go my heart and soul along with whatever time you chose to give me.” Tear, snot, what have you... It didn’t matter anymore. It was not time to be polite, that was long gone. You’ve tried to protect his feelings and yours for far too long now and it bit you in the ass. Perhaps now you both could move on and whether or not this friendship will survive the pain, who knows... Before you knew it, the car had slowed to a stop. Head hung low, Yunhyeong was silent and emotions indecipherable. One thing you were sure of, he was crying, shoulders gently shrugging against the stale air of perhaps the end of you and him. 

“I’m sorry.” That was the first thing to break the sniffles coming endless from both you and him. For the first time since the car had halted to a stop that he had looked up at you, dejectedly. “I’m so sorry, Y/n... I know it was selfish of me...”

“It’s okay, Yunhyeong... There was never an easy way for this conversation to happen... No matter what, we’d be hurt.” At the worst moment of your life, your body gave out perhaps from stress, perhaps from the uncertainties of tomorrow. Hand grasping at your chest, a ragged breath barely escape your lips before his hand was on your back, caressing comfort into your chilled skin.

“I’m so sorry I lost my temper... I was just, frustrated. I don’t know how else to make you see the way I feel, symptoms or not... But especially after tonight, I just lost it.” That soft smile, the same one you’ve dream of once more bloomed on his lips. “You are literally hunching over in pain and you’re still denying it.” Confusion cold against all your features. It felt as if all the air had vacated your lungs, your brain, your blood. A sudden lightness taken over as you stared at the boy you’ve loved for so long incredulously. 

“What...” That was all you could mustered up. 

“Have you not questioned at all why you ended up in the ER? Gave me the worst fright of my life? I mean yea I nearly had a heart attack watching you grabbed the hot kettle bare hand but I know you’re strong. A little burn would have never taken you out like that! The moment I caught you in my arms, it was as if someone had used a stun gun on me. The pain was the worst i’ve felt but it was electrifying!” A cheerfulness levitated, pushing out the cold air that had staled over. 

“Wait... You’re saying...” The weight of the world suddenly dissipated and it was as if you could fly. A loud cry left your lips, startling the boy who wasn’t sure if he should laugh or join in with your cry. However that smile, the real smile that he hadn’t seen in a bit blossoming on your lips, it was all he needed to know. 

The next second he had draped himself across the middle console and pulled you right into his arms. Cries then laughters emanating from your intertwined bodies. His hand gently running through your hair, caressing away all the worries and all the dreads that had built up over the months, years of pining after him... And yours, gripping tightly on the man that will be yours. There were still much to say, much to hash out before you and him could be “us”. However in this moment, in this second where the realization that what you both had wanted but fear was out of reach was now possible, just silent was enough. You had him and he had you, that was enough. The conversation will be had but it was no longer one that was out of reach. It was one of a certain future, of being together. 

The Boy with the Golden Smile. (Coming Soon)

[misstehbyulteh]

Chanwoo prince!AU

[ Part 1.0 of the SEVEN KINGDOMS Series. ]

Welcome to the kingdom of the lost sun, Arenvour. It's basically the darkest kingdom among the seven kingdoms because rumor has it, no one saw the sun rise in this country. The country's basically ontop of a snowy mountain, and it's a.) cold, b.) dark c.) hard to go to and from but hey they're one of the richest countries because of their manpower, and wealth from the gold the ancestors got from a cave ontop of the mountains.

It's also the country's main source of income.

So here comes the crown prince Jung Chanwoo.

To be honest, no one knew that he's the prince actually.

He's a fan of acting so you can see him in the kingdom, roaming around, performing from one theater to another.

With bodyguards

In his trench coat and his favorite checkered scarf

But the other reason why no one knows about him being the prince is because of his unprincely actions.

Have you ever seen a prince skip out of his royal duties because he has a PLAY to perform in???

Have you ever seen a prince act so slyly with his staff?

Have you ever seen a prince who blatantly disrespects the king and queen easily as he does?

Yeah, he's pretty much a rebel, and a spoiled brat, but that's just his facade.

The truth is, he's really caring towards his kingdom, to the point that he goes "fuck the duties" just to help out in the kingdom.

Once, he went on a disguise as his actor self and helped out in the mines.

He also learned economics on his own by buying books from the kingdom of lost seas

He also helps out in making fire, hunting for festivals and such

It's the reason why his father allows him to brat out

But his mother hates that he's not royal-ish but does chanwoo care?

"Hell nah, I can do myself, thank you very much." he'd say.

So here's where you come in hehehe

You came from a family of hunters. And since you're the first female-born in the family, the entire family's protective of you

But you learned hunting from them so name a weapon, you can handle it.

And you wanted to try for knighthood but your brothers HATED that idea bc HEY YOU ARE THEIR BABY SISTER

But you reasoned "Shut up, i'm not a baby anymore!"

After 1234567890 years of practically blackmailing your family, you finally convinced them that you'll be a knight.

Oh, males and females are very equal in Arenvour basically because of Chanwoo and his equality agenda, so going to knighthood was fine for you

Anyway

You're now assigned to Chanwoo as one of his bodyguards because you're a prodigy at fighting, anyway.

On your first day, in front of the king and queen, he gave you his schedule and you went "Oh, he's pretty norm--"

Scratch that normal.

The moment you two got out of the throne room, he pulled the schedule out of your hands and ripped it right in front of you with a cheeky grin.

"What the fuck?!"

You held your hand on your mouth when you realized that you said something rude. His grin turned to a stern look

And you knew you were doomed

"Terrific, you're getting fired on your first day, congrats." you told yourself

But

HE SMILED AND CHUCKLED HEARTILY.

LIKE BITCH WHAT A TURN OF EVENTS

"You're funny Y/N, I like you already!" He laughed out loud before heading out first and you, ultimately following him, confused.

"You're not firing me?" you asked as he shook his head.

"Nah, why would I? And I think you'll be fun to be with for a change."

Turns out, his old bodyguard retired so he looked for a new one and you caught his eyes because you're pretty and you're from a family of hunters and he reasoned that he thinks he'll never go hungry as long as you're with him.

And he was brutally honest when he explained this.

Where did the shy chanwoo go?

and so you were flushing to death thanks a lot chanwoo

But you shook this thought off and back to work

After a week, you realized that his prince schedule is a 360 of his actual schedule. In the morning, when he has an ongoing play, he's usually practicing in town. If not, he's either helping out somewhere. In the afternoon, he goes out for lunch while reading economics books in the library (you wondered how he got access to the vip room but you remembered he's a prince, sooo) and in the evening, instead of eating in the royal banquet at that time, he performs or eats with the townspeople. At night, he'll just head back and sleep.

Which totally shocked you.

Actually, when he ripped out the sched, you thought he'd play around and mess around in the country.

"Oh, he's better than I thought."

And then his image in your eyes just went A++ for the next week because he's been treating you nicely.

"Oh, mister, how can you let Y/N carry that?" He grabbed whatever you were carrying and carried it himself.

"Y/N, it's dinnertime, what do you want?"

"Y/N, you're here to guard my body, so just watch me over from somewhere, i'll be fine."

"Y/N, I know you're tired so sleep while I perform"

But that doesn't stop him from bossing you around to be honest.

"Y/N, i'm hungry, get me chicken, but I want it fresh so hunt for one."

"Y/N, I can't shoot the pig, shoot it for me."

"Y/N!!!!!! My clothes won't fit!!! Sew it for me!!!!"

You basically got a manchild. He'd sometimes visit your quarters asking you to hunt something for him or make him tea or milk

Then he would also joke around you, like "OMG what are you WEARING dear knight you look like a FUCKING BROCCOLI"

And in general, he's what you'd call a prince-on-top with the royal family and staff.

But little did you know that the prince tends to be like that with the people he genuinely likes.

And he really adores you! Like he'd think it's fun to joke around and when you whine about it, he'd be even happier.

He began to really like you because of your advices though. Like, your advices makes sense and he likes that so much.

And your love for children!!! Heck, when you two helped out in an orphanage, you didn't hesitate to pick up the paralyzed kid who's thought to be cursed and his heart fluttered in amazement.

So the day for the royal ball held by Arenvour finally came. The night before that night, the prince visited you in his quarters with a wide smile. "Your highness, I'm off-duty right now."

He nods. "I know, I'm off duty right now, too." He said as he raised his arm, revealing that he's not wearing the royal brace. He smiled beautifully. "I came here to tell you that you should dress nicely for tomorrow, no need to be my bodyguard, just be there for me."

"Ok???" ofc you raised a brow at him and nodded in acknowledgement before leaving.

So the next day, you didn't get to act as a bodyguard because he sealed himself in his quarters, but you still guarded his door.

The night came and you dressed nicely into the dress your mom made, chose a nice hairpiece that your younger brother formed with gold and a good pair of shoes that your older brother made for you. (tbh your dad had a hard time sending you off.)

"DAD I'M NOT GETTING MARRIED U KNOW"

"i KNOW BUT SOMEONE'S SLICING ONIONS MY BABY GIRL IS ALL GROWN UP"

YOur brothers drag you out before your dad starts ranting about everything again.

Ok so now the ball. The palace changed drastically for the ball. Everything's suddenly anti-cold and all. You didn't get to see chanwoo immediately, but you saw some of the other princes from the seven kingdoms. Like Hanbin from the kingdom of the lost grounds, who made it clear from his ring that he's not single and not ready to mingle.

Then the music started to play. Everyone's chattering with someone, and you were with some of your fellow knights, like Mingyu for example. Or Kyulkyung, maybe, who are bodyguards for the royal family, too. And these two didn't hesitate to ask, "Ok we get it you have an affair with the prince"

And you were like "bhItCH what ths fuckkkk????"

Kyulkyung, who's the queen's bodyguard, kept asking "the queen asked me about you, about which family you came from or what lineage you're from because she thinks that her son likes YOU BITCH"

And you went "LOL he LIKES me??? I think it'll pass if you said he likes to annoy me u know"

Mingyu raised a brow. "care to explain the midnight visitations in your quarters and the laughing?"

"You heard that?!"

Mingyu nods. "You guys were LOUD." you mentally rolled your eyes and reminded yourself never to open up your quarters for him next time. "Anyway, I think you'd make a good couple."

"lol says who?"

Mingyu winks "says the guy who's the son of a matchmaker." before glancing somewhere. "looks like someone's mad at me for winking at you."

Before you can say anything you felt someone grabbed you by the wrist.

Surprise, surprise, it's chanwoo looking hot, flustered and slightly upset with a pout on his face as he ultimately pulled you away from your co-knights.

"Your highness, what's with you?" you asked when you finally were left alone on the dance floor.

"Y/N, what did we say about the your highness thingy when we're alone?"

"oh, right, Chanwoo." you raised a brow at him as you two began to slow-dance. "So, care to tell me why you pulled me away from my friends when we were chatting?"

He cutely pouted making you smile a little. "I told you to be here with me, for me, not to chat with them." his pout became longer. "you see each other almost every day!"

"not as much as I see you, though."

He rolled his eyes. "fine, you made your point."

You began to notice his outfit. It's not his usual clothes, it's his prince uniform. You took note of this fact as you remembered that the royal family only wears the royal uniform during ------

The coronation. Holy shit. "The reason you wanted to have me here is because you're going to be crowned tonight?!" OKAY BEETCH YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING

"shh!" he scolded you. "you did your homework, didn't you?" he smiled at you before he did his curtsy. "i also came to get a queen." but before he can explain further, he walked away and headed for the podium, further confusing you.

[ Part 2 here! ]

[other members: hanbin || jinhwan || bobby || yunhyeong || junhoe || donghyuk ]

[other princes: Chanwoo (1)(2) || Jaehyun || Seungcheol]

[bleuxberri]

𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐮.

「...mafia mob」

— a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this

navigaion.

aus.

ᴋɪᴍ ʜᴀɴʙɪɴ – ʙ.ɪ;

name: kim han bin

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: october 22, 1996

age: 22

role: leader, spy, assassin

code name: b.i

code number:  961022

leader: the person who leads or commands a group, organization, or country.

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

torture

attempted murder (government officials)

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪɴʜᴡᴀɴ – ᴊᴀʏ;

name: kim jin hwan

hometown: jeju-do, south korea

birthday: february 7, 1994

age: 25

role: spy, hacker, get-away-driver, the eyes, the ears

code name: jay

code number: 940207

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hacker: a person who uses computers to gain unauthorized access to data.

get-away-driver: a person who ensure the escape of his accomplices, for example; bank-robbers, from the scene of a crime.

the eyes: look at or watch closely or with interest.

the ears: listens closely to what others are saying.the ears.

criminal history:

hacking government systems

hacking use: building blueprints, banks, apartments, government buildings

overriding government systems

tampering with surveillance videos

assault & battery

gang violence

gang activities

left crime scene

ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴜɴʜʏᴇᴏɴɢ – ꜱᴏɴɢ;

name: song yoon hyung

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday:  february 8, 1995

age: 24

role: spy, seducer, distraction

code name: song

code number: 950208s

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

seducer: a person who entices someone into sexual activity.

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

grand theft auto

arson

1st & 2nd-degree murder

left crime scene

accessory to murder

ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴡᴏɴ – ʙᴏʙʙʏ;

name: kim ji won

hometown: virginia (born: seoul, south korea)

birthday: december 21, 1995

age: 23

role: spy, sniper, arsonist

code name: bobby

code number: 951221

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hitman: a person who is paid to kill someone, especially for a criminal or political organization.

arsonist: the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property.

criminal history:

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

arson

assault & battery

attempted murder

attempted grand theft

attempted assault

attempted assault & battery

attempted arson

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

ᴋɪᴍ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴋ – ᴅᴋ;

name: kim dong hyuk

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: january 3, 1997

age: 22

role: spy, sniper, torture

code name: dk

code number: 970103

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

sniper: a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range

torture: the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

aggravated assault

left crime scene

attempted torture

ᴋᴏᴏ ᴊᴜɴʜᴏᴇ – ᴊᴜ-ɴᴇ;

name: koo jun hoe

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday: march 31, 1997

age: 22

role: spy, lure, dealer, capture

code name: ju-ne

code number: 970331

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

lure: tempt to do something or to go somewhere, especially by offering some form of reward.

dealer: a person or business that buys and sells goods.

capture: take into one’s possession or control by force.

criminal history:

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

ᴊᴜɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴᴡᴏᴏ – ᴄʜᴀɴ;

name: jung chan woo

hometown: yongin, gyeonggi, south korean

birthday: january 26, 1998

age: 21

role: spy, hooligan, assassin

code name: chan

code number: 980126

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hooligan: a violent young trouble maker, typically one of a gang.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

criminal history:

gang activity

gang violence

grand theft auto

arson

1st & 2nd-degree murder

left crime scene

accessory to murder

[pawkhyun]

iKON reacts to:

Their S/Os drunkenly asking for sex while at the club

Warnings: nsfw, mentions of car sex, drunk sex, alcohol

a/n: this is my first time making an idol reacts to!! the drabbles are gender neutral ^-^ definitely not sugarcoating any of these for the sake of accuracy so they might be a bit plain, but hopefully good insights of the scenarios. this piece is different from most traditional idol reacts to pieces !! also it's actually more fluffy than nsfw because the ikons are sweethearts <3 enjoy!

Jinhwan

at the first mention of the idea, you were instantly turned down. although he won't admit it, he found your idea hot. it's only because he's still sober that he hasn't started kissing you desperately. his morals are shed like snakeskin when he's drunk, however, and it won't take much convincing for him to pounce on you, absolutely turned on by the idea of drunk sex. he's much less uptight about his morals when alcohol courses through his veins, and when he sobers up the morning after, it won't bother him too much. you're his partner, after all.

Bobby

even the mere idea of fucking you while you're drunk off your ass scares jiwon away. he's not ever going to find it hot if you can't even give him a clear word of consent. he respects you more than anything, and he knows it's better to be safe than sorry, especially when it could just be the alcohol talking. he would heavily insist that the both of you stop drinking and come home, where he'd more than happily watch you sleep silently. he won't put his hands anywhere it isn't supposed to be tonight, but he'd probably fuck you the morning afterwards anyways, so long as you allow it.

Yunhyeong

try all you might, there's no way this ray of sunshine would ever even think about disgracing someone as precious as you. he would coo at you instead, making you forget you're even in heat by whispering to you sweet, fluffy nothings. he hums as he tucks your hair behind your ear, suggesting the two of you go home. he had already made sure he didn't drink nearly enough to even be tipsy, instead letting you have your fun while he stays sober to drive you home. he bakes you your favourite cookies before the two of you head to bed in each other's arms.

Hanbin

he'd be caught off guard, flustered, wide-eyed and blushing at the sudden request. but even if he was just as wasted as you, there's no getting around this boy unless he gets a sober yes from you. any attempts to tease could very well result in a pitched tent, but he definitely won't do it unless you were fully aware of what you would be doing. sure, he'd probably get you home and carry you to bed, but he'll just tuck you in, kiss your forehead and tell you to sleep it off.

Donghyuk

his eyes widen as he hears the obscene request fall out of your mouth. at first, he almost thinks it's a joke, but then you stagger and nearly topple over one of the high stools. immediately, he goes beside you, supporting most of your weight to help you stabilize yourself. you repeat your request, thinking he may not have heard it, but this time he smiles gently and shakes his head, telling you he could never do that while you were drunk, and that he supposes it's about time to go home. he pulls a blanket out of the car trunk and lets you sleep in the car on the way home. he had lulled you to sleep with a song while he drove, and you eventually forgot you even thought of fucking while drunk. donghyuk's presence was soothing enough to leave you satisfied, anyways, so no complaints there.

Junhoe

junhoe gives you a weird look after the lewd suggestion, then laughs it off, giving you a pat on your head. he'd be already a bit drunk, too, but morals will still reign over him. besides, he doesn't like having sex while drunk, he thinks making love should be special, and most definitely not sloppy. with the both of you drunk, most of your teasing would probably go unnoticed, as junhoe strives to focus on keeping himself standing upright. one of the members will probably drive the both of you home soon, where you will soon forget about your horniness and pass out with junhoe on your bed, with shoes, makeup, party clothes and all.

Chanwoo

when you had first said it, he had asked you to repeat yourself, not believing what he had just heard. when he heard it for the second time in a row, he panics and looks around, making sure no one had noticed you screaming over the club's music asking for drunken car sex. chanwoo carefully pulls you outside. he sighs, reminding you not to say such things out loud, especially on the dance floor. he kneels down, tying your shoelaces while giving his little sermon. at this point, all you could really do is pout. he gives you a look before holding out his hand for you, escorting you to the car, then buckling you into the front passenger seat. he gives you a quick peck on the cheek as he buckles himself up onto the driver's seat. the night ends with you all snuggled up in bed next to chanwoo, blissfully unaware that he had even rejected your offer for drunken car sex. talk about smooth.

[noona-clock]

The Engineer

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,190

Don’t you just hate it when you’re walking along -- a completely innocent walk at your local park -- and a baseball whizzes by you, barely missing you? Like, it almost could’ve hit your head that’s how close it was.

Anyone would hate that, I think that’s a very fair statement to make.

Nobody ever wants to almost get hit by a baseball, especially in the head.

But I guess it was a good thing you almost got hit and didn’t actually get hit. That certainly would’ve been much, much worse.

Still, though. The sound of someone yelling ‘Watch out!’ and the sharp, breezy whoosh of a baseball flying right in front of your face was enough to make you freeze in your tracks, enough to make your heartbeat quicken -- after it stopped altogether, of course.

You let out a breath when you heard the ball land on the ground with a thud somewhere behind you, and you blinked a couple of times at the sound of footsteps thumping toward you.

“I’m so sorry,” a voice panted.

When you managed to turn your head to look at whoever it was apologizing for almost hitting you in the head with a baseball...

You hadn’t been expecting that.

You honestly weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but it certainly wasn’t that.

And, in this case, by ‘that’ you meant ‘him.’

A tall, broad-shouldered, somewhat baby-faced guy with the most concerned (and adorable) expression was approaching you, and you suddenly had no qualms with the fact you could’ve been knocked unconscious by his carelessness. And his baseball.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, slowing his jog and taking more cautious steps to reach you. “Are you all right? It didn’t hit you, did it?”

“Mm?” you hummed. And then you immediately shook your head, a small grin tugging at the corners of your lips. “Oh, no. No, it didn’t hit me. I’m fine.”

You weren’t the only one who was fine in this situation... 

But, obviously, you meant ‘fine’ in another way because this guy -- whoever he was -- was fine.

“You’re sure?” he asked, his brow still knit with worry.

“Yes,” you chuckled. “It just missed me.”

He let out a soft sigh of relief, and after spotting the baseball, hurried over to pick it up.

Now, it would be remiss of me not to point out that this kind of thing... didn’t really happen to you. Ever.

You didn’t just almost get knocked down by a baseball and then the person who threw said baseball turned out to be kind of incredibly cute every day. Not even every week. Or month! You weren’t the kind of person who just happened to meet good-looking people all the time.

Or ever.

And, for some reason, you didn’t want to let this guy grab his baseball and then just run away after apologizing one last time.

No. You weren’t going to let that happen. Not today.

Today, you were going to -- what did they say nowadays? You were going to take your shot? Make your shot? Not throw away your --

SHOOT your shot! That was it!

You were going to shoot your shot, and --

Oh, and now he was smiling awkwardly at you and turning to walk away and you had completely been too lost in thought to notice that he was about to leave so you blurted out, “That was a great throw!”

The guy paused, and his awkward smile became a bit more genuine. He relaxed a little, turning the baseball over in his hands and gently throwing it into his mitt.

“Oh, thanks,” he replied with a soft, bashful laugh.

And that soft, bashful laugh brought out the dimples in his cheeks, and you immediately knew you were a goner.

“I mean, if you were trying to aim for me, then it wasn’t a great throw. But you probably weren’t.”

“No, no, of course I wasn’t!” 

“Then, yeah, it was a great throw,” you chuckled. “Do you, like, actually play?”

...Honestly, what kind of a question was that? Was your brain functioning properly right now?

“Not actually,” he answered. “Just a hobby, I guess. I would like to, but I don’t really have time.”

You almost let out a sigh of relief because he had, apparently, known what you meant.

“Well, you seem good enough to be a professional. I mean, not that I really know much about baseball, and I’ve literally just seen you throw one time, but it was super fast. That’s good, right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” he replied, his dimples getting even deeper as his smile grew wider. And then, despite the fact you basically sounded like a bumbling idiot, he took a step closer to you and held out his hand for a greeting handshake. “I’m, uh, Chanwoo. By the way.”

He had a name!

“Y/N,” you told him with a grin as you shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“You, too. But I’m sorry we met because I almost hit you in the head with a baseball.”

If that sentence had come from just about any other guy you’d ever met, it would’ve been a pick-up line. But, somehow, you knew Chanwoo hadn’t meant it like that. If he had, he had done a bang-up job of not making it seem like he had.

“Hey, it’s better than meeting because you did hit me in the head with a baseball,” you smirked.

“That... is very true,” Chanwoo replied as a soft blush tinged his cheeks.

Oh, god. His blush paired with his dimples made you want to reach out and pinch his cheeks so badly! How did someone so cute actually exist in this world and be standing right in front of you?

And how had you never seen him before?

“Are... are you new around here?” you asked, your brow gently knitting together in curiosity. You were sure you hadn’t seen him before; if you had, you definitely would’ve remembered him. He was too cute to forget!

“Ah, uh -- no,” he told you. “No, I... I actually grew up around here.”

Your brow furrowed more deeply.

“You did?” you asked with surprise. “So did I. What high school did you go to?”

When he answered that he had attended the same high school you did, you immediately asked him what year he graduated.

He told you.

And you almost screamed.

If your math wasn’t mistaken, he had entered high school after you had left.

So, it all made sense now. Now you knew why you didn’t recognize him. The two of you had gone to the same school, just not at the same time.

And now you felt like an absolute grandma.

“Oh,” you chuckled awkwardly. “Got it. I... I graduated a few years before.”

Chanwoo, surprisingly, did not look awkward. He actually smiled. “Do you know my friend Bobby? He graduated before me, too.”

Him you did know.

“Yes, I’ve heard of him.” But there was still a small problem. “He... graduated two years after me.”

So, Chanwoo’s older friend was still younger than you. Wow. Great.

If you hadn’t already felt uncomfortable, you sure would have after hearing that.

“Well,” you said brightly -- but the brightness sounded fake even to your own ears. “I should let you get back to practicing.”

“And I’ll let you get back to... whatever it was you were doing,” Chanwoo replied as he dipped his head into a nod.

You simply shot him a close-lipped smile before booking it outta there.

...Okay, you didn’t really book it. You just walked away. But on the inside -- emotionally and mentally -- you were booking it.

You felt like a complete fool. You’d been interested and flirting and he was so stinking cute... and you were quite a bit older than him.

I mean, not that an age difference is really a big deal. It was just strange and a little uncomfortable being on the upper end of that age difference.

Oh, well. You were older than him, but you weren’t that old. You still had plenty of time to find someone!

By the time you woke up the next morning, you had completely forgotten about... 

What was his name?

See? You had forgotten all about him!

At least, you told yourself you had forgotten all about him. You couldn’t quite seem to get his attractive face and dimples out of your mind -- but you didn’t admit that to yourself.

You also didn’t go back to the park, instead choosing to take your walks around your neighborhood or on the treadmill in your basement. Neither option had as pretty scenery as the park, but you were trying to avoid seeing You Know Who in person. A more pleasant environment was just the sacrifice you had to make.

But then it started getting too hot outside to walk around your neighborhood, and while you could’ve bypassed the heat by walking early in the morning or later in the evening... you were just too lazy. It was enough for you to actually take a walk every single day! Plus, you were more of an Afternoon kind of person. Not an Early Bird or a Night Owl; your mind was the sharpest and you had the most energy for a few hours right after lunch, and since you did freelance work for your job, you were able to create your own schedule. Going for a nice walk around 2 PM every day was just your thing!

But, anyway. It was too hot to walk at 2 PM every day now, so you really had no choice but to trek down to your basement and walk on the treadmill while you watched a YouTube video or TV show.

It wasn’t your favorite thing to do, but you put up with it.

...That is, until your air conditioning system stopped working.

The whole point of exercising inside was because it was too hot outside. With your air conditioning broken, it really wasn’t any better. And your basement was the coolest part of the house!

This would absolutely not do. Not only could you not exercise in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside, you couldn’t do anything in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside.

You couldn’t sleep, you couldn’t relax and watch television or read, you couldn’t sit at your laptop and work -- you couldn’t live!

So, you barely waited a couple of hours after discovering it wasn’t working to look up a local handyman or mechanic. The company you’d been loyal to since moving into this house a few years ago had changed owners, and you had not had a pleasant experience when one of the new technicians had come to install a new light fixture last month -- it was time for someone new.

Just as you were pulling up a web browser to search for nearby handyman companies, you remembered your neighbor’s air conditioner had broken not too long ago. You decided to go over and see if she recommended them, and when she did, you asked for their phone number so you could give them a call.

Once you got back to your (extremely uncomfortable) house, you immediately rang them up to see if they could send someone out as soon as possible.

“Hello, thank you for calling YG Mechanical, how can I help you?” a young lady greeted.

“Hi, yes, my air conditioning unit is no longer working, so I was hoping to get someone to come out and take a look,” you told her.

“Absolutely,” she said. “When is the best availability for you?”

“I’m home all day, so any time, really.”

“All right, let me take a look... Oh, it looks like we have a technician with some time later this afternoon. Would that work for you?”

“Yes, that would be perfect.” Thank god.

After you gave her your name, address, and phone number, she confirmed the time window and thanked you for calling.

You wanted to reply with ‘No, thank you’ because she couldn’t feel how miserable it was inside your house but it was miserable, and getting things fixed in just a few hours was more than you could ask for.

...Still, though, you would have to get through the next few hours of work.

When your doorbell finally -- finally! -- rang, you closed your laptop hurriedly and sprang from your desk chair to go answer it.

Of course, jogging to the front door would only make you feel even more disgusting after sitting in a house with no cool air for several hours, but you couldn’t wait any longer than was absolutely necessary to let the handyman in.

When you arrived at your front door, you took a few seconds to let out a sigh, pat off the small beads of sweat on your face, and then you unlocked and opened it.

Your mouth opened to greet your savior -- whomever it was -- but when your eyes landed on the person standing on your doorstep...

It was Chanwoo.

Part 2

[ygboysygbby]

iKON - Highschool Stereotypes

Request: Hello! I know this is cliche, but which high school stereotypes do you think each ikon member fits the most?

Hanbin/B.I (Class President/Student Council)

has a certain way that makes everyone agrees with his decision

academically speaking, not as smart as the brainers, but creativity speaking he is SUPERIOR

that’s why people chose him

actually kinda socially awkward at times

but is such a perfect leader than even the popular kids likes him

Bobby/Jiwon (Jocks)

basketball player

also a player in general

keeps telling everyone that he isn’t tho

is actually a nice person considering he hangs out with a bunch of jerks

deep down he actually loves anime, watches drama, and plays video games, but his friends must never know! MUST. KEEP. LOOKING. COOL.

Chanwoo/Chan (Gamers/Nerds)

the kind of kid that’s really quiet but is the total opposite once you know him

is not ashamed of being himself (showing off his hobbies, passion, etc)

sometimes gets targeted by bullies, but he’s strong enough to defend himself

because he plays baseball in his spare time ;)

Bobby secretly asks for his anime or video game recommendations 

Jinhwan/Jay (Cool/Popular Kids)

popular with both boys and girls

because he’s just so pretty???

and also sexy???

casually gets involved into school dramas

sings on school events

Donghyuk/DK (Hipster/Artistic Kids)

edgy

could become one of the popular kids if he tried, but he doesn’t bother

is somewhat famous anonymously on social media

stands up to bullies

the classroom is sometimes his dancing room in the morning when no one has arrived yet

Yunhyeong/SONG (Teacher’s Pet)

President of Cooking club

occasionally brings lunch for his friends uwu

doesn’t actually likes how people view him as a teacher’s pet

in his view, he’s just trying his best 

and by his best meaning top scoring in almost every single subject

and God, he’s also good looking

just a top score overall

JUNE/Junhoe (Jocks)

unlike Bobby, he is not a jock by choice

he’s just good at sports (especially jiujitsu)

and maybe also because he wants to look ripped

has multiple trophies from winning against other school

actually kinda likes all the attention he got

is a poet at heart :)

it’s always fun doing au like these, keep em coming! <3

[99liners]

ikon reaction to: playing what’s in the box;

concept: ikon members play “what’s in the box” and the guys have mischievously put the member’s s/o’s lingerie in the box.

kim hanbin (b.i):

he is tired of the disrespect. it has become like he is eating, breathing, drinking disrespect in this dorm from morning to night and now your panties in a box? what even?

“i wake up everyday and ask myself why i have to suffer like this everyday? at the hands of dumbasses like y’all? why?”

kim jinhwan (jay / jinan):

he is angry that the members touched your personal items. items only he’s supposed to be ever touching or even come near. but on the outside he turns to andy samberg’s character jake peralta from brooklyn 99. internally he’s planning war. 

“cool, cool, cool, no doubt, no doubt, noice, noice, noice,”

song yunhyeong:

he found is extremely childish and stupid. he stared at the members laughing as if they pulled a million dollar prank and sighed shaking his head.

“i’m going to cover my eyes so i don’t see the stupidity that is your idea of this game. i’m so done.”

kim jiwon (bobby):

he was the only one who was genuinely shocked. he started laughing with the members and commended them. but inside, he was planning his own revenge. 

“okay okay, this was a good one. you guys got me.”

kim donghyuk:

he was embarrassed. his cheeks were turning red along with his ears. he couldn’t stop blushing and whining at the members who kept making fun of him

“hey look.. the ceiling is so nice.. i never noticed huh..”

koo junhoe (june):

the most shy one out of them, he never imagined the members would pull such a prank and he couldn’t stop blushing. hell he was too busy blushing to even say anything.

“wha-”

jung chanwoo:

he never brought you in the dorm so he frankly doesn’t know how your bra got here. the members knew this and had personally asked you for it but they kept insisting to chanwoo that they found it in his sock drawer. chanwoo was both flustered and worried cause he didn’t do anything but the members wouldn’t let him go or believe him.

“i SWEAR i never brought her in the dorm. i’ve no idea how this got here!”

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[haosvteen]

STOP I NEED YOUR HELP

so ikon posted this tiktok

and i know very little about them, but the one in the striped shirt???? i’m interested👀

who is he please help i cannot figure it out for the life of me🥺

[ggukkiedae]

Maknaes are Fighting

notes: yes, you read the title right. this is just a short little insert of how and why the first time Bitna and Chanwoo fought for real went down. (also we get bitna and yoonmi finally meeting!)

hope you enjoy, and remember that my pms and ask box are always open to comments, suggestions, questions, ooor maybe even reactions :3

Bitna knocked on the door of the waiting room, envelope in hand. She hummed quietly while waiting for someone to open the door. She wasn’t expecting it to open that quick, which is why she jumped back when the door opened to reveal a very tall man in glasses.

“Hello,” she bowed, “I’m one of today’s MCs. My name is Bitna, and I’m from Ikon. May I speak to Miya sunbaenim?”

“Of course,” the tall man bowed back, “I’ll have her out in a second.”

The door closed once again. She could hear a small exchange going on through the door and the distinct What? in English. Bitna laughed a little. Then the door opened once again to reveal who she was looking for. A shy looking girl came out, bangs still in a curler and a look of confusion on her face.

“Hi,” Miya bowed to Bitna, “Wow, I’ve been trying to get the timing to finally meet you.”

“I’m honored, sunbae,” Bitna smiled at the younger, “Want to go get something from the vending machine?”

“Sure,” the younger nodded as they began walking, “but please, don’t call me sunbaenim, it’s weird. I’m a fan of yours. Call me Yoonmi.”

“Thank you, Yoonmi,” Bitna grinned before realizing, “Ah, right! Speaking of fans! I went out with Junhoe oppa last week, and we met someone who is a fan of both of us. She asked me to pass this letter on to you.”

She watched as the younger’s eyes widened in excitement as she politely took the envelope and tucked it into her waistband. Bitna smiled and got two hot milks from the vending machine.

“A warm drink for the benefit of your performance later,” Bitna handed Yoonmi the carton, “and as a peace offering. I think we’d be good friends, if you’ll allow it.”

“Of course,” Yoonmi jumped at the chance, “I’ve been meaning to try and contact you anyway.”

“I’ll give you my number later,” she smiled while leading the younger to her waiting room once again, “then we can plan a time to hangout.”

“And my oppas were worried that boys would be giving me their numbers,” Yoonmi laughed, “I’d love that. Right now, though, I need to finish getting ready.”

“I see that,” Bitna poked at the roller in Yoonmi’s bangs, “good luck, today!”

“Thank you, unnie!”

•~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•

“Who are you texting?”

Bitna looked up at Chanwoo, who had walked into the kitchen only to see Bitna sitting on the counter near the microwave and typing away at her phone.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Bitna raised an eyebrow at him.

“Maybe I do wanna know,” Chanwoo challenged her, “You’ve been so preoccupied with your phone these past few days. You’re getting distracted.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m just saying,” Chanwoo leaned against the fridge door, “if you have a secret boyfriend or something, it’s not good. You’re distracted and you’ve been pretty off.”

“Hold on a second,” Bitna placed her phone down, “you better watch your words, Jung Chanwoo. Because it sounds like you’re saying that I’m not being professional because I have a boyfriend.”

“So you do have a boyfriend,” Chanwoo smirked, “I am so telling Hanbin hyung.”

“No, I don’t have a boyfriend,” Bitna frowned, “I’ve been texting Bangtan’s Miya. But this isn’t about having a boyfriend. This is about you practically saying that I’m not capable of being professional under certain situations.”

“I never said that,” Chanwoo was taken back at how Bitna’s voice was getting louder.

“It was implied,” Bitna scoffed.

“Well then I guess it’s true then,” Chanwoo stated.

“What?”

“A professional would not have assumed without fully understanding the situation,” Chanwoo edged her on, “also, a professional would take this as a way to improve and not get angry over it. I guess you aren’t professional enough to handle this industry then.”

“You’re a jerk, Jung Chanwoo,” Bitna took her bread from the microwave before storming to her room.

She got into the room and dumped herself onto her bed. She angrily took a bite from her pastry, still thinking back to how Chanwoo had insulted her. Hanbin looked at her with worry.

“You okay, Bitty?”

“Jung Chanwoo is a jerk,” she yelled out before quieting down, “I don’t want to see him or talk to him.”

She continued angrily eating her bread. Hanbin just looked at her with worry before sending a text to Jinhwan to check on Chanwoo. He opened his mouth to say something to Bitna, but she turned so her back was towards him. Hanbin sighed. Bitna was mad. This meant not getting much out of her for a while. His phone buzzed, so he looked down to check the notification.

jinhwan hyung: Chanwoo’s pissed off

me: Bitna won’t say anything

jinhwan hyung: Something about professionalism? I don’t know

me: This is the first time these two fought for real

jinhwan hyung: How long do you think it will take before they make up?

me: Let’s give them a say before we intervene

jinhwan hyung: Alright then.

Hanbin set his phone down and looked at the back of the angry girl. It had been a while since he had seen her mad. Hopefully, this would blow over soon, and the maknaes would be back to their normal playful bickering.

[sunlight-additions]

Chaeyong’s Comeback

A/N: I’M FINALLY IN MY HOUSE AND I’M FINALLY POSTING

On February 27th Chaeyong had her first solo comeback. This album quickly became a hit worldwide. Chaeyong has opened up about the point of this album, “70% of the profit I will make off of this album will go to the donations for the Coronavirus pandemic and the other 30% will go to donations for helping kids who were in abusive households, I will not be gaining any sort of money from this album.” The songs are all messages to the members of Ikon

Music videos

1. Gone

(Gone talks about her exit from Ikon and how much she wishes she can join them in just daily activities)

The music video showcases her favorite memories with ikon

2. Hold me

(Hold me talks about how she wishes she could be held by them one more time)

The music video showcases her brother/manager. Her brother represents the members of Ikon and shows how she feels so close but so far

3. Rain(ft.Hanbin)

(Rain is about how Chaeyong and Hanbin are slowly healing together, slowly but surely)

The music video showcases Hanbin and in this scene in particular it was the first time they had seen each other in a while

[zaslonent]

айкон инстаграм ау? или реальность, если бы не существующие формальности.. ху ноус.. пы.сы я запрещаю вам не смеяться даже если несмешно

[bleuxberri]

「 ｉｋｏｎ ａｕ | ｖａｍｐｉｒｅ ｃｌａｎ 」

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[a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this]

𝒃.𝒊;

name: kim han bin

hometown: seoul, south korea

human birthday: october 22, 1996

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 18

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: red

food choice: human blood

powers: speed, strength and fighting

abilities: pain illusion

how he turned: spelled by a witch

Pain Illusion: Hanbin projects the illusion of being in extremely intense physical pain into others minds, thus incapacitating them. The pain that Hanbin inflicts is described as being like "burning" inside of the victim. Hanbin’s power only allows her to affect one victim at a time, while Junhoe can affect multiple targets at one time. Although his pain comes instantly, and Junhoe’s power takes a few seconds to fully incapacitate his target.

𝒋𝒂𝒚;

name: kim jin hwan

hometown: jeju island, south korea

human birthday: february 7, 1994

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 21

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: golden

food choice: animal blood

powers: speed

abilities: visual projection

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Visual Projection: Jinhwan can project a vision into others' minds. The vision can seem so real to the person impacted by them can easily forget that it’s not real, extremely quickly. This power is most useful in clouding his target’s vision.

𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈;

name: song yun hyeong

hometown: seoul, south korea

human birthday: february 8, 1995

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 20

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: golden

food choice: animal blood

powers: speed

abilities: mental shield

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Mental Shield: Yunhyeong’s gift is a mental shield. The shield is so strong that it had been working without him knowing, most likely, since birth. It protects him from "psychic attacks" that affect the mind. Donghyuk finds himself unable to read his mind.

𝒃𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒚;

name: bobby kim | kim ji won

hometown: virgina, usa | seoul, south korea

human birthday: december 21, 1995

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 19

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: red

food choice: human blood

powers: speed, strength and fighting

abilities: psychic electrokinesis

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Psychic Electrokinesis: Bobby can cover his body with an electrical current. Upon physical contact while his gift is in use, depending on the power he puts into it, the person can feel as little as static shock or great enough to cause their knees to buckle and have them on their backs. Because this talent doesn't effect Yunhyeong, the current most likely sends a signal to the brain which would be a similar effect to Hanbin’s gift.

𝒅𝒌;

name: kim dong hyuk

hometown: gyeonggi-do, south korea

human birthday: janurary 3, 1997

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 18

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: red

food choice: human blood

powers: strength

abilities: telepathy

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Telepathy: Donghyuk’s gift allows him to hear/see the thoughts of other people, whether vampire or humans, except for Yunhyeong. Donghyuk can hear thoughts from several people at a time, although he states that he has learned to tune out extra voices by focusing on one in particular. The closer or more familiar Donghyuk is to an individual's mind the clearer his can hear them. A stronger bond also allows him to hear them from a greater distance, though no greater than a few miles. She can also keep track of people within a few miles telepathically.

𝒋𝒖-𝒏𝒆;

name: koo jun hoe

hometown: seoul, south korea

human birthday: march 31, 1997

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 19

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: red

food choice: human blood

powers: strength

abilities: sensory deprivation

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Sensory Deprivation: Junhoe can create a mist or fog which upon contact with someone paralyzes them and cuts off all, or some of their senses as he desires. This ability does not reach full effect instantly, as Hanbin’s ability does, but creeps upon the victim. He channels the power through his hands; it takes the form of a visible black smoke that slowly moves toward his target, though he can retract it with his mind.

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏;

name: jung chan woo

hometown: yongin, gyeonggi-do, south korea

human birthday: january 26, 1996

vampire birthday: september 15, 2015

age when turned: 17

human eye colour: brown

vampire eye colour: golden

food choice: animal blood

powers: speed

abilities: mental invisibility

how he turned: bitten by a hanbin

Mental Invisibility: Chanwoo’s power is to become mentally invisible to his pursuers. He can also use it to hide someone standing directly behind him. This power is very limited as it can be seen past by someone with a strong ability of focus.

[pawkhyun]

Laser Tag

a fluffy laser tag oneshot au!!

Pairing: Chanwoo!Reader

Length: Very short

Author's notes: this is my first piece here on tumblr! this is a warmup if anything, but, i do hope you enjoy it!!

You can practically read the glee in Chanwoo's face as the members agree in unison to his idea to go play laser tag. You both wait as Jinhwan buys the eight of you tickets to laser tag, with Chanwoo behind you, resting his head on your shoulder.

You were enjoying the affection when he mutters something out of the blue.

"I bet you couldn't beat me at laser tag," he half whispers, pressing a kiss onto your cheek.

"Is that a challenge?" You turn to face him. A smirk dances on his lips, revealing a shallow dent of where his dimples are.

"The winner gets the loser a soft serve," he says before finally getting off of you to get his ticket from Jinhwan.

All eight of you soon get ready to enter the laser tag arena soon. You see Chanwoo throw you a daring glance as he hops off first into the dark maze. Now you know he probably wants that soft serve very badly.

You get into the arena last, preparing yourself for any ambushes. You hear footsteps come towards you, and you jump out of hiding to fire your gun expecting to catch Chanwoo off guard — except, instead of Chanwoo, you come face to face with a dejected Yunhyeong, chest plate already blinking when you didn't even have a chance to pull your gun's trigger. You spare him a look of pity as he walks right past you, with the staff escorting him out of the arena.

The screams that echo from the arena make you wonder why Chanwoo's taking this game dead serious just to get a soft serve from you, when he could easily buy the entire ice cream shop if he wanted to.

You hear the other members' screams of defeat. Hanbin, then Junhoe, then Jinhwan. You didn't hear Bobby nor Donghyuk, but soon know they're out of the game as their names lit up in neon flicker off of the board. Your name and Chanwoo's was the only ones left.

You take a deep breath and move toward the heart of the maze. You hide against one of the maze walls, and you see Chanwoo standing still in the middle of the arena. Curious of his intent, standing there, vunerable, (which, mind you, is very unlike him) you observe him.

He seems to be looking for you, but his finger is nowhere near his gun's trigger, and the laser gun itself is carried carelessly, dangling at the side of his body. What is he up to?

"Jagi," you hear his voice echo from the heart of the maze, where he stands. "You should be here by now."

You recede back into your hiding spot, just in case he pulls something sly.

Though, unexpectedly, you hear the clatter of the plastic laser gun onto the arena floor.

"Baby," Chanwoo begins again, practically cooing. "I know you're listening. I dropped my gun, see?"

As he finishes his statement, you peek from your hiding place. He's staring right at you, which elicits a little yip from you in surprise. Chanwoo laughs, walking towards you. He cages you in with his arms, making you lean against the black maze wall.

"Relax, baby. I called you over so you could shoot me."

Instead of literally shooting him, you shot him a confused look. "Are you okay? Do you even understand the game?" You laugh nervously, guard still up.

"I only made that bet because I wanted to buy you ice cream," he pouts, trying to act cute. "I've had my fun kicking the members' asses. Shoot me so we can get our soft serves, Jagi."

You raise your laser gun and pull the trigger point black on Chanwoo's chest plate. At the same time, you close the gap between the two of you and give him a quick peck on the lips. The apparatus flashes in bright colours, illuminating Chanwoo's dimpled smile. Within minutes, you, Chanwoo and the others all go ahead and grab soft serve ice cream.

[noona-clock]

The Engineer - Part 6, Final Chapter

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,940

You weren’t 100% certain yet, but you were almost sure that you had made a mess of everything.

I mean... just because Chanwoo had asked you to hang out instead of go out, you’d immediately jumped to the conclusion that he wasn’t interested in dating you?

...Seriously?

Who does that? Who decides how another person feels based off of just one word?

Wow. You were kind of an idiot. And, this time, you didn’t even need Miles to tell you that.

It had been several hours since you’d offered to set Chanwoo up with your cousin, and you had yet to hear from him. He hadn’t texted or called you all during your walk home from the park, during the rest of your workday, or even during dinner.

I mean, that was totally fine. He was probably busy, and he just didn’t have time to talk to you. He was an adult with a full-time job, it was totally understandable!

...But you still worried about it.

You were worried that he was upset with you, and even though you’d only known him for about a month, you really didn’t want him to be upset with you. You actually didn’t want him to be upset with anyone else, either. Or just about anything, in general. You only ever wanted him to be happy because that meant he would smile and laugh and that meant you would get to see his dimples and have you mentioned before how much you truly loved seeing his dimples? I mean, they were just so cute, and they just fit his face so well, and why were you thinking so much about this?

You shook your head a little to try and get those thoughts out of your mind, but then your phone chimed, causing you to jump slightly with surprise.

You fumbled to pick your phone up, still shaken from both your train of thought and the sudden notification... and when you saw what the notification actually was, it did nothing to calm you down.

A text message from Chanwoo.

You didn’t allow yourself to think, opening it hastily and scanning his words in two seconds.

Can I come over?

...Oh.

That was different.

He had invited you out to meals, and he had invited you to the park, but he had never invited you to his place or asked to come to yours.

Until now, of course.

But even though you were a bit taken aback by his request, you still replied back as quickly as you could.

Yeah, come on over now 😊

At times like these, you were so glad for emojis. Now Chanwoo probably thought you were all calm, cool, and collected instead of verging on anxious.

He read your message immediately and sent back a thumbs up emoji, and you assumed he would be on his way momentarily.

You stared at your phone screen until it went black... and then you turned on your heel and bolted to your bathroom to touch up your hair.

When the doorbell rang, your heart nearly leaped out of your chest.

You had been trying -- really trying -- not to think about why he would be coming over, and you had... kind of succeeded. But also kind of not.

You had basically decided that he was coming here either to tell you he did want you to set him up with his cousin, or he was coming here to... do... something else that you weren’t sure about. And considering the fact he almost certainly would’ve just texted you about your cousin, you really just were not sure about anything.

Chanwoo was turning out to be more of a mystery than you’d ever realized.

As you reached out and grabbed the doorknob after semi-jogging down the stairs, you let out a soft exhale to try and calm yourself.

And then you opened it.

“Hey,” you greeted, trying your absolute best to smile at him as if you weren’t completely and totally anxious about why he was here. “Come on in.”

Chanwoo simply stepped inside, not saying anything in return and just barely grinning back at you.

After closing the door behind him, you turned to walk down the hall to your kitchen. You’d already eaten dinner, and it was getting pretty late into the evening, but you would feel like a bad friend if you didn’t ask: “Do you want anything? Food? Drink?”

But you weren’t even halfway down the hall when you felt Chanwoo gently grab your wrist, stopping you from going any farther.

“W--wait,” he said, and you couldn’t help but hear how his voice caught just slightly when he spoke.

You halted your movements, raising your eyebrows and slowly spinning around on your heel to face him. He looked about as nervous as he sounded -- just slightly.

“Hmm?” you hummed inquiringly, looking up at him with a curious frown.

“I...” He quickly let go of your wrist as if he had forgotten he was holding it -- and then he continued. “I... don’t want you to set me up with your cousin.”

...Oh. So, it was the opposite of what you’d thought.

“Oh... I mean, no worries,” you began, the corners of your lips lifting up into a soft smile. “It’s --”

“I-don’t-want-you-to-set-me-up-with-your-cousin-because-I-like-you.”

You had been mid-sentence when he’d interrupted you, and when you’d actually heard his words, your mouth had left itself hanging open with your speech left unspoken.

And when you didn’t say anything, Chanwoo inhaled deeply and repeated -- more slowly this time --, “I don’t want you to set me up with your cousin because... I like you. I don’t want to date her, I want to date you. I... kind of thought... we were getting to that? Kind of?”

About a million curse words were flying through your brain right now, some of them directed at Miles for being right but most of them directed at yourself.

As your forehead wrinkled, you closed your eyes and brought your hands up to your face, burying it into your palms with shame. “Oh, god,” you muttered.

You almost immediately felt Chanwoo’s fingers around your wrist again, and he began tugging your hand away. “What?” he asked, sounding incredibly concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I --” You let your hands fall and looked up at him, feeling guilty and frustrated at the same time. “I totally messed everything up.”

Chanwoo’s head jerked back a little in surprise. “You -- what do you mean?”

“You’re going to think I’m certifiably nuts, but I was so thrown off by how much younger you are than me that I let my thoughts run way too wild, and when you asked me to go to lunch that first time, you said hang out, so I thought you just meant it as friends, and then when you never tried to kiss me or anything, I assumed you didn’t like me that way and since I’m so much older than you, I figured it was for the better that way!”

...You had been right. Whether or not Chanwoo would admit it out loud, he was looking at you as if you were certifiably nuts.

He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times to say something, and the silence between you was causing your heart to both speed up and slow down at the same time.

“I didn’t try to kiss you because you left so quickly,” he finally said. “I thought... maybe you just liked to take things slow.”

“But you asked me if I wanted to hang out! Hanging out with someone is not a date!”

Yes, you were definitely pulling at strings because Chanwoo really did not deserve any of the blame in this situation.

You and you alone were the culprit. This you understood and accepted completely.

A tiny, amused grin pulled at Chanwoo’s lips, and he shook his head gently. “That was my bad, I’m sorry.”

You let out a soft, whining exhale and stepped closer to him, reaching out to touch his arm without even really thinking about it. “No, it’s -- you honestly have nothing to be sorry about. It was all me. I over-analyzed the entire situation and made too many assumptions on my own when really all I had to do was just... ask you.”

Before you had a chance to let your hand fall from Chanwoo’s arm, he reached up and took it, grasping your fingers gently in his. “That’s true, but... I could’ve said something, too. Obviously, I wasn’t being... obvious about my feelings. Found that out when you offered to set me up with someone else this afternoon,” he chuckled.

“Oh, god,” you moaned, leaning forward and pressing your forehead against his chest. “I am such an idiot! You don’t actually like me, do you? How could you like someone so stup --”

Chanwoo didn’t let you finish your sentence. He snaked his arm in-between you, taking your chin in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him again, and swiftly capturing your lips in a kiss.

A surprised, muffled yelp escaped from your throat, getting lost in the kiss, and eventually, the shock melted away into warmth. You stepped closer to him, reaching up to slide your arms around his neck as he let go of your chin and moved to hold your waist and back.

You pulled delicately at his lips, your brows knitting together at the supremely wonderful feel and taste of him. His arms were strong around you but his kiss was shy, and it made you smile.

“You’re not an idiot,” he muttered, pulling away only enough to speak. “I’m the one who’s been wanting to kiss you since the day we met, and I’m just now finally getting around to it.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” you whispered after letting out a breathy laugh.

“Because... I was too shy, I guess,” he shrugged, lifting your arms up along with his shoulders.

You cursed Miles again for being right again. Honestly, you would really have to prepare yourself to tell him about what had happened tonight. You wouldn’t be surprised if he gloated for years to come.

“Things would’ve been a lot easier if we had both just communicated openly, huh?” you chuckled, shaking your head the tiniest bit.

“Yeah...” Chanwoo agreed, sounding just a bit guilty. “So, I’ll definitely tell you from now on whenever I want to kiss you.”

You laughed louder at that, pressing the tip of your nose against his.

Chanwoo gripped you more tightly, and even though you were too close to actually see, you could tell a wide grin was curving his lips.

And that meant his dimples were out.

You kissed him again, unable to hold yourself back now that the barrier had been broken. 

To your surprise, though, Chanwoo pulled away. “Wait -- honestly, though... I never actually think about the age difference between us.”

“Yeah, because you’re the younger one,” you retorted.

“No,” he chuckled. “Because... I just like you. I would still like you if you were my age or if you were even older than you are now --”

“Even older!” you cried. “Wow!”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that!” he laughed, holding you more tightly so you couldn’t get away from him.

You shot him a playfully skeptical look and muttered, “Yeah, sure.”

“It really doesn’t matter to me,” he said in a low voice.

You pursed your lips slightly, letting your arms slide from around his neck down to his chest. “I... I won’t lie, it threw me for a loop at first. But once I actually got to know you, I just... forgot about it.”

“...Do you find yourself forgetting more and more things these days?”

You pushed his chest but his hold on you was too strong to actually do any sort of damage. “You --! One day, you’ll be my age, and you’ll know how it feels to be old!” 

“Yeah, one day way, way into the future,” he retorted.

You simply raised your eyebrows menacingly at him. “You’re walking on thin ice, buddy.”

But you somehow knew he wouldn’t let up -- like, ever. Even though both of you claimed to never think about the age gap between you, he would never let you forget that you were older than him.

And... for some reason... that didn’t bother you.

Mainly because you knew there were plenty of insults you could throw back about being younger.

And wasn’t that one of the best parts about being in a relationship? Making fun of each other for things beyond your control?

I mean, Miles teased you about --

Oh, god. Miles. It hit you just now how absolutely and unbelievably right he’d been. 

I mean, you’d already known how much he would gloat about this, but... ugh.

“What?” Chanwoo asked, and you realized now your thoughts were all over your face.

“Oh -- nothing, I just... my best friend, Miles,” you sighed. “Just to warn you, he’s the kind of best friend I tell everything to. I’ll introduce you soon, don’t worry. And I’ll ask his husband to make his famous spaghetti sauce. But anyway! I told him earlier about what happened at the park, and he told me that you liked me, and now he’s going to be insufferable when he finds out he was right.”

“Wait, he has a husband who makes famous spaghetti sauce?”

“Yes, his name is Tristan, and he’s not a professional chef, but he can cook just like one, and his spaghetti sauce is to die for.”

Chanwoo frowned a little, and said, “I’m surprised someone that old can still cook.”

As you teasingly shrieked at and scolded him for crossing the line with that one, you knew it certainly wouldn’t be the last time. I mean, it wasn’t even the first time he’d made fun of you for being older.

And... you were looking forward to it, to be honest. You were looking forward to the future more now than you could ever remember.

Six Months Later

A sleepy groan rumbled in your throat as something -- or... someone? -- roused you from your slumber.

“Y/N,” you heard a familiar voice whisper, the sound muffled as you fought to wake up.

“What?” you mumbled, your lips just barely moving and your brain just barely registering that Chanwoo was gently shaking your shoulder.

“Wake up,” he chuckled, his voice closer now as his lips brushed over your ear.

You reactively lifted your shoulder, a shiver running down your spine from how loudly he’d spoken right into your ear. “Stop,” you frowned, your eyes still closed.

“Not until you wake up,” he whisper-shouted.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you turned onto your back to try and push him away from you. “Okay, I’m awake. What do you want?” you asked grumpily.

See? I told you earlier that you weren’t a morning person. Not a night person either -- a solid afternoon person, and that was that.

Despite your prickly tone and question, Chanwoo beamed down at you.

Even after being in a relationship with him for half a year, your heart still jumped whenever he smiled or laughed. You would, apparently, never get over the sight of his dimples!

“Happy birthday,” he said, reaching out to brush some strands of hair off of your forehead.

Oh, god, that’s right. Today was your birthday.

It normally took you more than few minutes to be fully cognizant after waking up, so it wasn’t unusual for you to forget what day it was. Even when it was your birthday.

You pushed yourself into a sitting position, your brow slightly furrowing as your brain began to catch up. “Wait, you said you had to work today,” you recalled.

Since your birthday was on a Saturday this year, you had taken him at his word when he’d told you he’d been put on the schedule. You hadn’t minded, to be honest, because he would be free for dinner with Miles, Tristan, and his friends Bobby and Yunhyeong later this evening. That was enough for you.

“Yes, I did say that,” he agreed with a nod.

You waited for him to explain himself... but he didn’t.

“So... why are you here?”

“It’s your birthday,” he grinned. “And considering it may be your last since you’re practically ancient, I wanted to take you wherever you want to go. Wherever your barely beating heart desires.”

A smirk instantly appeared on your lips, and you rolled your eyes at him, reaching out to swat his shoulder. “Shut up,” you laughed.

So, he was surprising you? Chanwoo really wasn’t the surprising type -- at least, not that you knew. And you knew him pretty well by now.

“So, you’re not working?” you asked, just to be sure.

“No.”

“You’re... spending the day with me?”

“Yes. Like I said, it may be your last --”

You kicked him from under the covers, and he quickly got off your bed with a devilish grin on his lips. “Come on, first up is breakfast. Get dressed and ready.”

Well. You really hadn’t been expecting this. Chanwoo had told you he’d had to work, and you’d simply taken him at his word. You’d had no reason not to. The two of you communicated so openly now that the mishaps from the past seemed like an entirely different universe.

But, apparently, there were still some mysteries you had yet to uncover about him.

And you realized... that was just how you liked it.

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iKON - Supernatural AU

Request: Ohhhh I loved your high school au, so on point! What about ikon as supernatural creatures? I mean we know they are a werewolf pack but 😂😂

Hanbin/B.I - Griffin

Griffin is a powerful and strong being that is often used to symbolize leadership, courage, and boldness.

Donghyuk/DK - Mermaid/Merman

Mermaid often appears as innocent looking, while known for being beautiful and having such beautiful voice.

Yunhyeong/Song - Angel

Through Angels, humans get to know God because they symbolize devotion, hope, trust, faith, and love, the same qualities that are found in human beings.

Jinhwan/Jay - Fairy

While appearing in a tiny but beautiful form, fairies are known to be powerful. They could be friendly to humans but could also be cruel or mischievous.

Junhoe/JUNE - Siren

Siren symbolizes temptation, desire, and risk. The inhuman appearance paired with the dangerously beautiful voice could easily trick anyone into their traps.

Bobby/Jiwon - Werewolf

A werewolf represents an enemy in disguise of a friend, or could be the other way around. It represents our most base instincts; our untamed wildness, the animal side of our nature.

Chanwoo/Chan - Elf

Elves seem generally to have been thought of as beings with magical powers that are friendly and capable of helping humans. They are also sometimes portrayed to be playful.

this is so much fun!!! I hope this fits to your imaginations as well as it fits mine! <3