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Moth to a Flame | Jungshin (CNBLUE) Imagine

Pairing: Lee Jungshin x Reader

Requested by anon: hi 🐣 i noticed that your cnblue list is pretty empty, can i request one because im gonna see them in a concert soon? (yeay!!) it's for jungshin and an ex to lover, maybe after a dangerous mission settting? lol i know it's so detailed but i was just dreaming about something like this not too long ago. inspiration quotes: jungshin: "you're the one I've always wanted" y/n: "are you sure this time? if I'm burned again, i'll personally deliver you to the devil himself." sorry for keeping as anon im shy idk why >///<

Genre: agnst

Word Count: 1,358 words

A/n: ngl, i was vaguely inspired by spy family for this as soon as it came through (mainly because that was what i was watching when the request first cam through). i hope this one is good. especially since it's the first time i've written for him

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If looks could kill, you were certain that both you and Jungshin would have killed one another within seconds of realizing you had been assigned to the same mission. Why?

Well, you can blame the fiery burn of romance mixed with the passionate endeavors to complete every single mission you’d been assigned over the years.

Yet there you were, in the middle of a busy cafe at lunch, staring at one another while you listened to the mission debrief that was being delivered in code. To any normal passerby it would’ve looked like a group of old friends catching up during a typical lunch break. The three of you knew better though. The words leaving your handlers mouth were being unconsciously filtered by your brain one after another, decoding the information, making you more infuriated by the second.

You two have been assigned a mission where you’ll need to pose as a family. We’ve already made arrangements for an orphan to be placed into your care for the duration of the mission. A child is essential in carrying out this mission effectively. That child, Marie, will be your in with your target. Get her to befriend Jacob Ford’s son, Ivan, and you’ll be in. Easy to take the old man out then.

Just when you thought the organization couldn’t get anymore reckless with their stupid mission ideas and assignments, they go and drag an innocent child into this for no good reason other than for the purpose of simplifying a mission - something you already guessed was going to hit the fan no matter which child they gave the two of you.

“Same time next month to catch up on everything?” the handler stated rather than questioning. “I can’t wait to meet the little one then. I heard through the grapevine that she’s been enrolled into one of the best institutions in the city. Shouldn’t be shocking considering you two are her parents.”

You gave a tight lipped smile at the messenger as your eye twitched. If you could shoot the messenger without any repercussions you would have the moment their mouth had opened and began spewing this madness.

“Yes…” you dragged out. “She’s quite the intellect at such a young age.”

“3pm on the corner of Welch and Grant on the 23rd of May then?” they offered.

Welch and Grant 3pm today. You’ll pick up the child then.

“Of course. We’ll all make our way here together,” Jungshin offered, an equally forced smile on his face. “Come on then Dear. We should get going if we want to make sure the house is ready for when…”

“Marie,” you finished, remembering the little girl’s name you’d decoded earlier. “For when Marie gets home this afternoon. You’re right.”

Imminent death was starting to sound like a better alternative to this little game of house you were now expected to play with your former lover. Who would die first is the question.

~~~

“Mr. and Mrs. …” the headmistress began, poking her salt and peppered head out of the office doorway. “Smith…” she eyed the two of you furrowing her brows as she took the two of you in. “Right this way. Marie is waiting in my main office.”

Two days.

This girl had been in your care for two whole days and was already fucked up by your horrible parenting skills. 

You do suppose being an orphan and having been thrown into a “family” who was clearly less than normal wasn’t helping with any part of the adjustment period. Although, neither of you had expected to get called into the academy so soon after having stated your mission under the pretenses of violence inflicted by the little girl who was sitting in the corner of the room with tear streaks on her cheeks. She didn’t even look like she was capable of hurting a spider much less another living person.

Correction. She wasn’t capable of hurting a spider. She had burst into tears when you’d demanded Jungshin kill the arachnid that had crawled out from behind the bookshelf that you’d be placing some generic photoshopped pictures on to make the apartment fit the role of a warm and lovely family home it needed to play.

You quite frankly didn’t believe that it was Marie sitting in that chair. It couldn’t be….although you had to admit two days to know a child was not enough time. It would never be enough time.

“Were there any other students involved in the altercations?” Jungshin asked as he too spared a look at the small girl, more than likely also confused by the urgent call from the academy to your landline.

“Yes, Mr. Ivan Ford,” the headmistress replied, folding her hands on the desk as she took a seat. “Mr. Ford’s father is a very high standing official in the government. Your daughter, as I explained briefly over the phone, had a physical altercation with the boy and actually broke his nose.”

You swore you wanted to puke right then and there upon hearing the name of the boy your “daughter” had punched. Jungshin clearly shared the same sentiment given the look in his eyes as he heard the words coming from the old woman in front of her. Two days in and this mission was already going straight to the gates of hell with a priority entrance ticket.

“She’ll be serving an in school suspension due to the…circumstances around the incident, as will Mr. Ford. But we do need to send her home for the rest of the day.”

You took in a deep breath, nodding in understanding as you looked at Marie, trying to meet her gaze. It was going to be an interesting evening.

~~~

Jungshin walked out of Marie’s bedroom, closing the door gently.

“She thinks we’re mad at her and are going to send her back,” he said without being prompted.

As soon as you had arrived back home, Marie had burst into tears apologizing as best as her six year old self knew how - something which had thrown you and Jungshin for a loop. Neither of you had known how to react when it first happened and she had run into her room after stuttering out that she had only punched the boy because he’d hurt her friend. While that made you feel a tad bit better, you both knew it hadn’t been the right call on her part. Jungshin had offered to take the first step to talk to her about it while you tried to clear your head.

“Is it possible for a six year old to get attached so quickly to two strangers?” you asked, sitting down on the couch after drinking a glass of water. 

“To you probably,” he murmured. “You’re easy to get attached to…”

There was no denying the sudden tension that came in the aftermath of his comment. It would be easy to say something kind and lighthearted, but somewhere within you there was a boiling rage filling you. 

“Considering it was something I once wanted and was willing to leave this life for, I’d hope I’d at least be able to do something right for her…” as of two days ago, you wanted to add.

“I wanted that too,” he whispered, barely audible to himself, much less to you.

“What was that?”

Jungshin looked from the floor, “I wanted that too. A long time ago. And I think a part of me still wants that. Still wants you. You’re the one I’ve always wanted.”

Your breath hitched at his words. This certainly wasn’t what you were expecting two days into this mission, or ever if you were being truly honest.

“Do you really mean that?” you asked. “Are you sure this time around? Because I swear to every superior being, Lee Jungshin, that if I’m burned again, I will personally send you on a one way trip to the devil himself.”

“I do?”

You heard the hesitation in his voice as he answered your question.

But that didn’t mean it couldn’t change. That you two couldn’t change. That this fake family…could one day…become a reality.

At least you hoped it could.

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Fanfic Masterlist (Part 2)

Fanfics-

Yesung: Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 (1)

Christian Yu/Lou: Part 1

Christian Yu/Lou: Part 2

Christian Yu/Lou part 3-

Hanse

Hanse part 2-

Shownu

Shownu part 2-

Samuel

Samuel part 2

Song Jae Rim

Song Jae Rim 2

Kai/Wonho: Part 1

Kai/Wonho: Part 2-

Jaejoong: Part 1-

Jaejoong: Part 2-

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Wonho fanfic

Changmin

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Cai Xukun

Takuya

YoungK

JB

Dongin

Jay Park

Murayama (High & Low)

CN Boo (spooky time) 2023:

Jungshin

Minhyuk

Yonghwa

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The Book That Started It All

Prompt: #101 + #125 for @noona-clock​ – “Do you want to leave?” + “It’s over!”

Pairing: Lee Jungshin x reader

World: Next in Line

Genre: university au / cheesy fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: Happy Birthday Becky! I had two options… write Jae or do another segment in your beloved world with Jungshin. I chose your soulmate this time! I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day. I love you! <333

Word count: 1563

“It’s over!” you exclaimed, letting out a long-winded exhale with it. Looking back at the building you had just exited after submitting the hard copy of your thesis, you tried not to shed a tear. You thought you would be excited to never step foot within it again after the gruelling years and multiple exams held within it.

You were overwhelmed by all your accomplishments. You had done all you had set out to do and more. When you started your Bachelor’s degree several years ago, you had never expected you would carry on to do honours and become an assistant teacher during your time as a student.

But here you were after it all. You had survived. There had been times during your studies where you thought you wouldn’t make it to the next term, let alone semester.

And now you were staring back at all those memories with a fond smile. You blinked rapidly to prevent the tears from falling, even wiping at your skin on your face in attempts to settle your emotions. You weren’t really ending anything. All this study had led to a full-time job and it was simply one chapter closing to move into the next.

Still, you couldn’t help the sentimental mood that washed over you.

Wandering aimlessly around the campus you could call a second home by this point in your life, you somehow found yourself climbing up the stairs to the library that stood in the middle of the university. You couldn’t fathom a guess of how many times in your education that you had thumped up and down these stairs. And now it would be your last time.

Your feet lingered on the last step into the building before you took a deep breath, walking through the entrance doors.

This place had never changed. It was the constant to your student life, the hub of all information. Whilst the books were rearranged and the faces behind the service counters might have differed, the feel never shifted. You looked towards your favourite table in the main lobby of the library, your go-to whenever you needed to stop in to study. You had spent many hours at that table, discovering new worlds and facts that had led you to this point.

Taking a seat in the chair you always picked out, you smiled, placing your hands on the tabletop. You would have no need to come rushing over here with a stack of books and laptop in tow, your frazzled state calming once deeply settled into a book. You wouldn’t need to worry about requesting texts that were already loaned out and battling it out for the high demand ones anymore. In fact, you looked over to the department that you loathed and equally loved. Getting up, you approached the section, stepping down an aisle and then stopped when you turned a corner, your eyes soaking in the tall man leaning against the shelf perusing a book.

“Took you long enough,” he said, not lifting his eyes from the text, though you saw the way his lips curled up. “I thought you’d forget all about me in the throes of your internalisation.”

“What am I internalising?” you asked and Jungshin snapped the book shut, shooting you a warm smile. You slipped into his ready embrace, burying in deeply.

It was funny; the reason you hated and loved this section was all because of Lee Jungshin. He had stolen your book and your heart within this small area. When you thought back to that moment in time, you truly wondered how you had ended up like this now. It had been a whirlwind of a romance, something that started within this university.

And although you were certain it wouldn’t ever end, you were a little on edge thinking about the outside world. When you both moved into your careers, would you find yourselves separating slowly? Despite now living together, could things change without the confines of this little campus and daily study sessions in the library?

You sighed, you were just being foolish.

Still, it was easy to have that doubt, only because all you had been a history student for the entirety of your relationship. You weren’t going to be students for much longer, technically you no longer were with all your requirements handed in for marking. And once you graduated, that would end your time here for good.

You buried in deeper, hoping it would help you hold onto Jungshin forever.

He chuckled against you, his lips brushing over the top of your head. “You know, even if I can’t read your mind, I know what you’re thinking.”

“Then you can read my mind,” you mumbled from within his embrace that tightened slightly. You eventually lifted your head away from his chest and Jungshin reached to wipe away the tears you hadn’t even felt yourself shed. “We’re going to be fine.”

“Of course we are.” Jungshin leaned down to kiss you softly before giving your upper arms a gentle rub. “Do you want to leave?”

“Five more minutes,” you bargained and he nodded, taking you back within his arms. You inhaled deeply, stabilising your emotions with the scent of his cologne you loved so much. When you felt the time had passed, you stepped back; taking his hand with a smile and the pair of you left the library and all the books you had learned from behind.

You hadn’t ended up back home after your departure. Jungshin had driven up into the hills, taking you on a scenic drive that you enjoyed a lot. It wasn’t quite yet dark out, the dusky hues in the sky casting their final light on all things below. By the time the car came to a stop, you had been lulled into contentment.

Jungshin grinned over at you and gestured to get out of the car. You did as you were instructed, coming around to his side of the vehicle and taking his hand as he pulled out a blanket from the back seat. You looked up at him. “It’s too early to stargaze.”

“Really? Then what are you? A meteorite instead?”

You rolled your eyes. “Not funny.”

“Let’s end today doing something we did the first time we went on a date, hm?” Jungshin offered and you immediately stopped scowling, chewing your lip in anticipation. On your first date, Jungshin had brought you to this spot, telling you it was his favourite place. And it had become yours as well, a place where all the stresses of the world back down in the city couldn’t reach to. You always felt so free up here.

It felt fitting with the change in your lives now to come up here.

After getting settled on the blanket and into Jungshin’s side, you both fell silent for some time comfortably. The thing you loved about him was that as much as you sought out his attention, he equally respected your need for quiet time. He was much the same as you, and despite being together, there was something intrinsically beautiful that you could shut him out and think for yourself without offending him by doing so.

This, however, meant you startled when he spoke after some time. “Y/N, the stars are almost up.”

“Really? Hm, let me see if I can find a constellation from here.”

“You always try for the impossible. The naked eye can’t see them at this time of night.”

“Leave me to my wishes, Jungshin. One day I’ll prove I’m talented at this!” you retorted and with a chuckle, he left you to it. You were avidly searching the skies when something came into your view, causing your eyes to go unfocused momentarily.

“Look, I found something,” he breathed and you gasped at the ring he held up. “I don’t think it’s a constellation though.”

“Wh-what are you, oh my God.”

“You once told me I’d have to step up my game to propose to you. That nothing could top what I had done that time in the classroom. I thought over so many different ways, even the cheesy ones.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly not cliché,” you managed through your tears and you felt Jungshin nod beside you.

“I realised after school, the world we knew would be changing. It was the perfect time to do this. I uh, didn’t know I would be proposing tonight. But when I saw you in the library, I figured I couldn’t not try. Will you marry me, Y/N?”

You were too racked with emotions to answer verbally, your head bobbing up and down so fast that Jungshin hand to grab onto it to stop the movement. He leaned in and kissed you, which was hard to reciprocate when you were already out of air from his proposal.

When you pulled away, you realised he had already slipped the ring onto your finger and you marvelled at the perfect fit of everything today. The handing in of your final assignment, the last visit to the place that started all this, and now the confirmation that you and Jungshin would be forever.

You were excited. As you whispered streams of adoration for the man at your side and spent many more moments kissing until the night sky, you were grateful for one thing in particular.

The book that started it all.

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Drabble Game: A Bar

A bar and 1950s au genre with Lee Jungshin please

Of course, anon!! Were you on a mission to make me happy? Because you did. 1950′s AU and Jungshin? What more could I ask for?!

Genre: 1950′s!AU

Pairing: Jungshin x You

By Admin B

You let out a sigh as you slid onto the bar stool, lifting your hand slightly to catch the bartender’s attention. You thought he saw you, but when he came over... he walked right by.

“Excuse me,” you called out, lifting your hand again.

But still, he either ignored you or didn’t hear.

“Excu --”

“What would you like?” a voice beside you asked.

You jumped a little, shifting your gaze to the person - a man - sitting next to you.

“Oh... um, rum and coke,” you told him with a slightly furrowed brow.

The man, who you could now see was actually quite handsome, lifted his hand. The bartender, of course, stopped what he was doing and came over.

“A rum and coke for the lady,” the man said, nodding toward you.

Once the bartender was on his way, you shot the man a bit of a shy, awkward smile. “Thanks,” you told him.

“No sweat,” he replied, mirroring your smile.

You sat there in silence for a few minutes, your hands fidgeting nervously in your lap as you waited for your drink. And when the bartender finally brought it to you, you wasted no time in taking a rather large sip.

“...Long day?” the man asked with a soft chuckle.

“Long date,” you corrected. “I, uh, just had a blind date at the restaurant across the street, and it... well...”

“Didn’t go too well, I’m guessing.”

“No,” you smirked. And then you angled your body to face this man a little more, stirring your drink with the tiny straw absently. “What... what about you?”

The man let out a sigh, throwing back the last of his own drink before answering you. “Just don’t feel like going home yet.”

“Your wife and kids not letting you get any peace and quiet?” you asked.

“No,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “No, the opposite. Too much peace and quiet. No wife, no kids. No nothing.”

Ah, so he was a lonely one.

Interesting.

“I’m Y/N, by the way,” you told him as you held out your gloved hand to him.

He looked at your hand for a second before taking it, shaking it gently. “Jungshin.”

“So, Jungshin... what do you do?” You took a sip of your drink, raising your eyebrows over at him and awaiting his answer.

“I’m an Ad Man,” he said casually.

“Oh, really?” You tried not to sound too impressed, even though you were. Working for an advertising company had become the hot new thing these days. “Which company?”

“Sterling Cooper.”

“No way!” you chuckled. “My friend, Joan, works there. Do you know her?”

“I think everyone in the office knows Joan,” Jungshin replied with a slight smirk. “She’s kind of hard to miss.”

The two of you spent the next hour or so talking about Joan and his work and your work and your blind date and his lack of blind dates and then, somehow, you were making dinner plans for tomorrow night.

Jungshin helped you put your coat on before accompanying you out the door, holding it open for you as you stepped out into the dark New York night.

“Do you come to this bar often?” he asked, sliding his hands into the pockets of his tailored pants. “I swear, that’s not a pick-up line.”

“No,” you chuckled, feeling your cheeks warm. You weren’t sure if it was because of his eyes gazing at you or because of the two rum and cokes you’d had...

“Okay, good,” he murmured. “Because if I’ve been missing you all this time...”

You hid a goofy smile as you took a step closer to him, your gaze focused on the ground. “No, I actually don’t get out much. But... tonight... I’m glad I did.”

You lifted your eyes to look up at him, just now realizing how tall he really was.

“See you tomorrow?” he asked softly.

You nodded, even though you knew it was crazy to go out on a date with a guy you’d just met in a bar.

But... I don’t know. It just felt right.

“Say ‘hi’ to Joan for me,” you murmured with a slight smirk.

Jungshin chuckled, though he still nodded, even throwing in a sly wink at you. And as you headed off toward the nearest Subway station, you had the strangest urge to find that guy you’d gone on the blind date with. You felt like you needed to thank him for being so boring and sexist and just plain awful. 

Because if he hadn’t, you wouldn’t have needed a drink.

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✧ CNBLUE as Cats ✧

✧ CNBLUE all members ✧ genre: misc, fluff ✧ more parts~

Jung Yonghwa:

incredibly beautiful long haired cat with tiger stripes

white paws

amber eyes 

seriously you could swear you’ve never seen such a beautiful cat before

always has that chill expression on his face that tells you he’s never thought a mean thought in his life

...or so you’d think

is the kind of cat who will always be at the worst place at the wrong time

got an assignment due in 30 minutes? doesn’t matter, he’ll sprawl out on your laptop anyway

trying to cook dinner because your date will be over in an hour? guess who decided the stove is the perfect place to take a nap on?

if he wants attention he wants it now, and he will get it

try to pick him up and put him elsewhere, he’ll be back to his original position within seconds, ready to unknowingly bother you

needy, but also very silent (he annoys in a different way lol)

*wanders across shelf* *makes sure to knock over every single thing that’s placed there*

when he jumps down he proudly looks at the mess he created and then runs up to you purring, expecting you to praise him and give him chin scratches

pretends to be picky about his food

but also you’ve seen him steal very strange food choices for a cat on multiple occasions

like pickles or bread

loves fish, almost as much as he loves himself

nr 3 on the list of his favourite things would be sunbaths, sprawled out across the floor in the middle of the room of course, so that he can take up as much space as possible lol

Kang Minhyuk:

little grey cat with short fur

big eyes that watch everything with great interest and just the right amount of suspicion

follows you around wherever you go

seriously you could take him on a stroll through the city without a leash and he’d focus on nothing but you

does get distracted by food sometimes, especially meat and whipped cream

if it’s greasy he wants to at least smell it

might try to lick it with his lil pink kitty tongue and then decide if it’s too fatty or if he should go over to phase 2 and figure out how to steal it

very balanced energy levels, despite being super attentive to his surroundings

also pretty simple to please

it’s play time? cool, let’s play!

time for a nap? sure, just don’t wake me up!

I’m getting fed? yay, be right there, just lemme stretch real quick!

sometimes he makes you wonder if you really own a cat or a dog

surprisingly fine with the vet, so long as he’s used to going there

a little shy when meeting someone for the first time

give him time until he approaches you first, and soon he’ll curl up on your lap and let you pet his head and back

don’t touch his belly if you want to still be able to use your hand tho lol

his favourite toy is a little blue bouncy ball that you got him for his first birthday

but he also likes other kinds of toys like little mice or bird toys

very active at night, especially if he’s allowed to go outside

is usually home by morning though, and loves to curl up at the end of your bed to nap for another hour or two, before you get up to feed him

Lee Jungshin:

black cat with short fur and a white dot on his chest

on the bigger side, but very slim

super friendly with anyone

whether he’s known you for ages or you just met for the first time, he’ll excitedly run up to you and smash his whole weight against your legs to rub his body against them

loves pets, but is easily overstimulated and bites if you don’t take your hands off him on time

does he love belly rubs or does he hate them? you really don’t know

will willingly throw himself on the ground and expose that fluffy belly

lets you touch it but also attacks your hand with his paws and teeth

starts whining if you stop petting him ksajdflak

not always in the mood for playing, but when he is, nothing is safe from him

sometimes chases things that aren’t there multiple rounds through your whole living space

just let him be lol

comes to sleep next to you afterwards, but almost never on your lap

if you lift him up to sit him down on top of your legs he’ll most likely get up and curl up right next to you, so that you can feel his body still touching you

sometimes in the middle of the night you hear him meowing loudly, and when you get up to see what’s happening he’ll just be sitting there in front of a wall, screaming at it

as you can see, he does very weird things sometimes, but usually he’s chill

still spends the majority of his day sleeping, just like any other cat

loves doing the thing where he curls up on a high shelf or a platform on his cattree and the only thing visible from below is the tip of his nose and his paws

snores

also starts drooling when you pet his head right between his ears, or when he’s having a good nap

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CNBLUE Shaving Them

Because I’m weird, hush. :P       

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Yonghwa – Would find this an odd request and tease you. Like was this some new fetish he should be concerned about? Were you going to start shaving him in his sleep? He’d have a lot of fun with it. After he got his jokes in and if he didn’t have a schedule he’d let you do it. He’d be surprised at the feeling of intimacy of the act, something he really hadn’t considered beforehand. For all his earlier teasing he’d end up really enjoying the experience.    

Jonghyun – The main issue with this would be getting him to shave, not that it was you doing it. He’s not a fan of being clean-shaven when he doesn’t have a schedule to worry about. But, if you really wanted to he’d agree telling you the idea was cute. Thinking he was humoring you it would catch him off guard when it turned him on. Big time. Something about being taken care of in that way would stroke his male ego and he’d respond to it.

Minhyuk – May not let you do it. It’s not about trust or that he thinks it’s weird. He would be uncomfortable being under that much close scrutiny, even if it was you. Minhyuk would be a smiley, blushing ball of fluff at the suggestion. Ultimately if you asked repeatedly he’d cave. As you shaved him his embarrassment would eventually fade as he noticed you were focused on your task. Seeing you concentrating on doing a good job would turn him into a puddle of goo.

Jungshin – A mixture of Yonghwa and Minhyuk. He’s going to balk at the idea in the beginning. You want to do what? Then, like Yonghwa he’d tease you. If you were seriously asking he’d go with it, because why not? But then as you were preparing to shave him he’d get a little self-conscious and wonder if it was a good idea. He also would be amazed at the feeling of intimacy that came about from this small thing. But he wouldn’t really relax enough to enjoy it, at least not until you’d done it a few times.  

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Stay Still - Jungshin

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“Are you hurt?” Jungshin asks crouching down beside you, you hum moving your hand off of your knee showing the scrape on your knee, “wait here, I’ll go get some band-aids,” Jungshin says softly before pulling himself back up to his feet.

You clasp your hands together resting them in between your legs. You turn in the direction that Jungshin left towards noticing him entering the convenience store not far down the road from the bus stop. You let out a sigh leaning forward stretching your back a little, of course, you would be the person to trip over your own feet on a first date and scrape your knee. You mentally slap yourself for your clumsiness in front of someone like Jungshin.

“I’m back, no one was in there, surprisingly,” Jungshin says with a small laugh crouching down in front of you Jungshin lets out a soft sigh opening the box of band-aids, “make sure you keep it from getting infected,” Jungshin glances up to catch your eyes before turning back to the box of band-aids taking one out of it and ripping off the package for it, “I’m clumsy too so don’t feel bad,” Jungshin says softly pulling himself up once he puts the band-aid over the scrape.

“Thank you,” you mumble softly turning your head up to keep eye contact while speaking to him, “I had fun today, really,” you say sincerely He smiles glancing away from you.

“Me too,” Jungshin says shyly, “make sure you text me once you get back to your home,” Jungshin nods to himself turning back towards you, “I need to get going, make sure you text me,” he says once more you let out a small laugh nodding.

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[whysojiminimnida]

What do we know about this show? Do we have any more details about this show?! Maybe SK is gradually coming into a new era of LGBTQI+ acceptance (at least in media)??? 🌈🌈🌈 https://www.allkpop.com/article/2022/05/south-korean-ott-platform-wavve-under-discussion-for-a-new-gay-dating-entertainment-program

I WAS JUST TALKING TO KEVIN ABOUT THIS OMG. Your link (which, allkpop is trash but I'll allow it because there's not much else about this out there):

And here's the text so you ain't even gotta click if you don't wanna.

Oh look boys kissing! No? Identifiable boys close to each other! Definitely gay boys! Still... no?

No seriously I stole that pic straight off of KBIZoom talking about the EXACT SAME SHOW POSSIBILITY - but they had to censor the shots in case anyone thought the models might be ... kinda GAY. I believe we see closer stuff than that on your average Memories DVD:

BUT ANYWAY Kevin and I were discussing it - he brought it up. And I was like "uh BL (boy love) is a huge market, it'd be stupid not to make some bank on it" and he goes, "This is Korea. Boy love as a genre is acceptable here because it's fiction. A reality show with actual people willing to be out on television is going to be a hard sell for both the audience and the potential cast." So I go well what about the fact that they're even considering it then, and he goes,

"Considering, curious about, beginning market research on, all words that mean this is not something that is ready to happen here yet. Maybe in the next administration, but not now. They probably started round-table-ing this idea a year ago, but with Yoon in office? It's not happening. Give it a few years to let the idea simmer and see what the next President does." But my trash white American girl opinion is that of course it would be a great idea -- in theory, it could open some eyes. Except that the conservatives wouldn't watch it. Much like Drag Race here and in Europe, it would be a niche market for the first few years. WATCH ME JUST DIGRESS HERE I DO THAT SOMETIMES

Kim Chi competed on and nearly won Season 8 of RuPaul's Drag Race, and is a Korean man with Korean parents. He is 34 years old and at the time he competed, his mother knew only that he was a gay makeup artist. His father and his brother didn't even know he was gay. And I'm not sure they know now. And this dude lives in Los Angeles by way of Chicago. I can't imagine what his life would be like in Seoul, or Daegu, or Busan. And while Kev agreed that yeah, okay, drag is a step farther, he also said, interestingly, that drag might have been MORE acceptable to his own Korean mother (rest her soul) than having a gay son would have been. Because he could have argued that he was into it for the theater - a bit of Japanese kabuki styling - versus "oh hey eomma I do sexy time with men, woke up gay today, bit fruity."

So the upshot is that gay fiction is one thing, but gay reality is entirely another. We're back to the "we don't talk about those things here, it isn't polite." Enjoying the romantic drama of two young (they're always young, Kevin noted, not being particularly young himself) pretty men is not the same thing as seeing Jungshin from accounting on a dating show.... for GAY PEOPLE. And Kevin pointed out that honestly, even BTS are seen as fictional characters in Korea (and likely elsewhere). The idea that they are real human men with real romantic interests and real sex drives doesn't really fly, there. Not yet, anyway. So the "boy love" aspect is fine, as long as they're young, famous, pretty, and they don't admit to TOO much.

This is okay. ETA: and the above shot is edited, in case anyone didn’t know. See my fictional character point?

This is okay. But if they kissed or came out, that would NOT BE OKAY. And Taekook is not real, but the Jeon Parks are about as loud as they can get what with dropping honorifics like that, so as long as they're riding the line of fiction vs reality they're still okay. Full on reality or even depicting reality, though, is still not okay - at least, not on the Seoul Broadcasting Network (SBS), who censored out the kisses in "Bohemian Rhapsody", the Freddie Mercury biopic as recently as 2021. And that caused some backlash on the internet:

But it hasn't changed a thing on the networks. YET. Maybe someday. Hope springs eternal.

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CNBlue Reaction To You Buying An Airplane Ticket To See Them

CNBlue reaction to their girlfriend getting Airplane tickets to go to them on their birthday? Sorry for my bad English - Requested By Anonymous

YONGHWA: “I can’t wait to see you.” He would be absolutely ecstatic to see you again. You’d been away for so long and he couldn’t wait to finally hold you in his arms again 

MINHYUK: "You didn't have to do that." He wanted to see you and was happy when you got him the ticket but he didn't want to burden you. However, his birthday was important to him and he wanted to be with you

JONGHYUN: "Why would you do that? You shouldn't have." He also didn't want to burden you with such costs but he couldn't wait to see you or spend his birthday with you 

JUNGSHIN: "I'm coming." He would start packing as soon as possible as he couldn't wait to see you. He loved you and wanted to spend his birthday with you and nothing would stop him

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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏

Moth to a Flame 🥺

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Someone asked for CNBlue icons

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10 Bias Tag Game

Tagged by @foxybread uwu thank you Sammy!!!

Rules: Write down your top 10 biases and answer the following questions.

In No Particular Order than no. 1 Being Ult Bias:

01. Jung Hoseok, j-hope(BTS) 02. Kim Namjoon, RM (BTS) 03. Cha Hun (N.Flying) 04. Kim Jaehyun (N.Flying) 05. Shin Gwangil (LUCY) 06. Son Hyunwoo, Shownu (Monsta X) 07. Han Jisung (Stray Kids) 08. Lee Jaejin (FTIsland) 09. Lee Jungshin (CNBLUE) 10. Choi Beomgyu (TXT)

[Questions Under Cut]

Between 1 & 4 who would you rather kiss?

I have good caution to not drink while I do this questionnaire.

For this the Ult will take the cake, so Hobi with have my kithes.

Like please... I want to kith the tiny dimples so much.

Between 2 & 7 who would be your best friend?

I feel like Jisung and I would get into so much trouble together.

If he brushes up on his Malay, we can plan things in secret in front of everyone in his group. ksdfkjadhsfkjhsdfjh

I love Joon but he isn't exactly a best friend hit for me.

Between 5 & 10 who has the better voice?

I have no verdict. 

Both Gyu and Gwangil are wonderful vocalists but they aren't exactly ones I would pick out for favourite vocals. I am pretty neutral on both fronts.

Between 1 & 8 who is the funniest?

JAEJIN. It's a different kind of humour he brings and I love him for it.

Hobi is great but I more likely to coo at him than laugh at him being funny.

Between 6 & 9 who would you date?

Both guys are out of my "age range dating sphere". Both also rather more quiet people.

But out of them, I would probably like to date Shownu. He's so sweet and also, himbo vibes in the most attractive way possible.

Between 9 & 10 who would you want to do a collaboration with?

Not a collaboration but by god ever since I got to know Jungshin, I would just like to listen to him trying to teach me how to play the bass.

I had such a big, big kid crush on him.

Between 4 & 8 Who is the best dancer?

Battle of the Bands in dance. Drums VS Bass AJHDKAJHDKJSHDKJHA

I mean I don't see Jaejin dance as much as I see Jaehyun dance.

I pick Jaehyun cause he has the enthusiasm of a good active 5 year old. He's not that bad at dancing actually.

Between 3 & 5 who would you most likely marry?

Neither? I am not a marrying kind.

Honestly even the whole "spend the rest of my life with" thing, I can't imagine either of them.

Between 1 & 7 who would you nurse when they are sick?

Hobi.

Again, my fault for my weakness of an Ult.

I still love you Jisung but I just am too caught up being wrapped around Hobi's little finger.

Between 2 & 3 who has the best smile?

I am a sucker for dimples

BUT I have to choose Hun for this because his smile is so sweet and pretty?

It's just such a small soft smile that I just smile back on instinct and I can't help it.

And when he does that smile with his teeth showing, he looks a little bit like he'll cause trouble just for fun.

Between 6 & 8 who would you vacation with?

I, for one, do not trust Jaejin as much as I love him.

I would rather a quick vacation with the Big Teddy Bear Man.

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After Party

Summary: the endless parties had gotten stale for you, though the new band playing evoked a reason to look forward to the next one.

Pairing: Lee Jungshin x reader

Genre: 1920s era / fluff / romance

littlebeckybee said:

Hi lovely! Could I get a fluffy historical AU with Jungshin??? Whichever era you want! Thank you!! 💜

A/N: For my lovely B, I do hope you like this. Admittedly my instant idea was 1920s for Jungshin, but the idea was more towards angst/romance, and I’m glad I decided to change it, even if it’s been late in getting posted today. I’m probably not entirely accurate with the era with everything, but for the window of time I had to research and write this, I’m really happy with it! xxx

Word count: 1978

You were sick of the glitz and glam every weekend. The novelty had worn off; much like the overstayed welcome of several people who lingered in your home long after the music stopped playing. You were over the pretentious conversations, the gossiping of other people’s failures from those who were just as flawed.

You were done with social expectations.

As the only daughter of the biggest business conglomerate in the city, you weren’t exactly able to escape any of it. Even on the rare occasions where you feigned a terrible headache and opted to spend the night in bed, the garden party below would still go on. From the third floor of the family estate, you couldn’t avoid the buzzing of the affluent. The jazz band would play into the early morning, and you would be just as frustrated up in the confines of your own bedroom as you would if you went downstairs to join the festivities. And so you often would fold, unable to enjoy the parties but disliking the walls that entrapped you within the house equally.

It was yet another weekend and another party. The bankers were jovial, talking of how prosperous the financial year had been so far, and the current strength of Wall Street. The celebrities gushed over new silent film offers and the women all sported the short-bobbed hairstyle that had swept the nation by storm. There were a few women who flitted around from one occupation to the next, looking for someone to start the American dream with.

And then there was the band setting up for the next round of songs. With a champagne flute in one hand to look the part and steer anyone clear of offering to get a drink for you, you wandered around the party, looking for a corner to hide in. You knew that it wouldn’t be long until someone chose to spoke to you about your Daddy’s company, or sought out your time to get into business with your family. You were tired and the band had only played one set so far.

You turned your attention to the quartet, noticing that they weren’t the same band your Daddy usually hired. They were all rather tall, yet the one holding the string bass was the tallest. You watched him prepare for their next segment, expertly checking his instrument and then he looked to the drummer who took a seat and lifted his drumsticks on the ready. The pianist loudly cried for them to begin and you listened to their upbeat music, fascinated that they could create such a sound without a single woodwind instrument. They were energetic and unlike the bands that usually played at these parties, they refused to remain in the background, welcoming the clapping from those who gathered around. This spurred on their playing. You smiled, moving closer to the quartet, your gaze shifting from one member to the next. The drummer smiled often, the guitarist was throwing his head back with the rhythm and the pianist grew livelier with the increasing crowd. When you finally looked to the bassist again, you were transfixed. He wasn’t really paying attention to the party; he was lost in the music. You watched his nimble fingers pluck and flick at the strings, creating a unique sound. Soon you weren’t aware of anyone else around you either, the music transporting you to a place that made you float along in ecstasy.

And you hadn’t had a single drop of champagne yet.

When the song ended, the group that surrounded the musicians dispersed except for you. Blinking slowly away from your magical state, you blushed immediately, finding the bassist staring right at you. He smirked and then turned to his band members, promptly ignoring you. You watched his back as your frustration built and you gave him a final glare before stomping off to the garden pergola by the lake. There you sat for the remainder of the party, trying not to give the music that filtered down to where you were any mind.

Except, you were truly captivated.

You replayed the expression on his face over and over, smiling lightly at his passion. You had seen countless people play music over the years, but none seemed to be as engrossed with their art as he had. You wondered what kind of formal training he had, if any.

You hoped that he would teach you at least some.

“Don’t be foolish,” you scolded yourself outwardly, shaking your head. Your mind shifted to the way he had coldly ignored you and your grip on the skirt of your evening dress bunched up in your fist. You let go, only because the embroidered sequins dug into your palm of your hand through your gloves.

“Do you always talk to yourself?” a voice asked, and startled, you turned to see who was there. You blinked once and that smirk he had given you before now returned. “You left the party?”

“I needed fresh air.”

He shrugged and sat down, leaving some room between you both. “The party is outdoors, yet it became stuffy for you, Princess?”

“Prince- I’ll have you know, I’m nothing of the sort!” you spluttered and a chuckle vibrated its way out of him. Even the noises he made were like music to your ears. You glowered at the lake in front of you momentarily before snapping your focus to him. “Why are you here?”

“Well, I didn’t know there was a place off-limits to me.”

“Are you always this condescending?”

He smiled, his gaze amused with your flustered state. “Are you always hiding away?”

You faltered, staring at him and trying to decipher how he had come to that conclusion. He rested back on his elbows, stretching out his impossibly tall frame beside you. Finally, he glanced at your troubled expression. “I didn’t ignore you.”

“Well,” you started, opening your mouth and then closing it when no other words followed. You huffed out a breath and then looked back at the lake. “I wasn’t exactly looking to gain your attention.”

“Really?” he asked, and when you stared in his direction again, his gaze implored you to tell the truth. His infamous smirk crossed his lips again and you struggled with whether you wanted to wipe it away for good, or continue to encourage it to remain there. “Should I go, Princess?”

“Would you stop calling me that, you have no basis to call me that.”

“Aren’t you my boss’ daughter? The one who never enjoys Daddy’s parties?”

You froze, unsure how he knew such a thing. This was his first time performing here. The man grinned at you and gently reached out to finger the edge of your dress. “You’re also the best dressed here. Are you sure you’re not a Princess?”

“I may look the part but I am definitely not afraid to step out of my social status either,” you announced, hiking your chin up in defence. He laughed and you swivelled in your seated position to face him. “Why do you laugh?!”

“I should have ignored you after all. I feel you might be trouble.”

You smiled, triumphant. “And why is that?”

“Because I want to make you prove it,” he said, the humour leaving his handsome features. You stared back at him for a moment, wondering what he would expect from you. And then suddenly, before you truly grappled at the consequences of such a decision, you leaned over and pressed your lips to his.

To say he was surprised was an understatement and you blinked rapidly before yanking away, your cheeks reddening the same shade as your lipstick. For a moment neither of you made a move.

And then he laughed.

He laughed so heartily that it stunned you. But it was so infectious that you began to join in, soon clutching at your sides as they began to ache with your lively gesture. You turned to him. “Why are we laughing?!”

“Because if that’s how you plan to prove to me that you’re not just some rich man’s daughter, I don’t know what else to expect from you,” he replied, reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder so he could settle himself. Once the laughter rippling from within him dried up, he smiled at you, shaking his head incredulously. “Is that truly how you kiss a man?”

“Well, I-”

“Wait, don’t tell me that’s the first time you’ve kissed a person before,” he continued, chuckling along with his statement. You didn’t respond immediately and he hiccupped back his amusement, eyes wide as your silence answered him. “It was?”

“And you just laughed at my first kiss as well,” you grumbled, folding your gloved arms over your chest. “I’ll be forever haunted by this, you know.”

“Really?”

You nodded once.

“Wow, and you gave it to me?” He became still, processing the situation. “What is your name? You kissed someone without knowing who they were.”

“Yet you kissed me back!”

“Hardly!” he remarked, shifting closer to you. “Your name?”

“Y/N.” You looked up at him and sighed. “Surely, you knew it already since you guessed who I was. Everyone in this city knows of my family.”

“Y/N,” he repeated, his smile now genuine. “Surely you should know my name too.”

You glanced at him and then scoffed. “Very funny. I’m sorry to deflate your ego, but tonight is the first time I’ve ever seen or heard of you. I have no name to refer to you by.”

He kissed you then, languid, soft. His hand reached for the side of your neck, cupping it gently as he continued to steal your breath and your heart. You didn’t want this to end, though you began to feel dizzy with the lack of air. When he finally pulled away, he smiled, brushing your hair behind your ear. “That is how you really kiss someone.”

“Without giving a name?” you somehow managed to answer, and he let out a breathy chuckle. Standing up, you watched his steps in confusion, wondering where he would go right now. You stood up yourself, your gaze pleading for him not to leave. He groaned and returned, cupping your face again.

“You’re trouble,” he told you, pecking your swollen lips softly. “And I’m Jungshin.”

“You’ll be in trouble if you leave me here, Jungshin,” you uttered and he gave you an exasperated look. You let out a deep breath. “You can’t just kiss me like that and disappear!”

“And why not? The party’s over. Don’t you need to return to your home? I heard someone calling your name just now.”

You gasped, wondering if it was your maid that had been sent out to collect you like usual. Despite worrying about if you got caught with one of the band, you moved towards Jungshin’s side, looking up at him. “Still, you can’t just disappear.”

“I should have ignored you,” he concluded, shaking his head at himself. He then pointed down the path you both had to take to return back to the garden. “Do you know what happens when you perform well at an event, Y/N?”

“You get paid well?” you guessed and he smirked, shaking his head and taking your hand in his. “Your ego inflates from how many people clapped for you?”

He laughed. “You get asked to return and play again. So am I really disappearing for good? Even if I weren’t playing here again next weekend, I’d find a way to get back to you, don’t worry. I don’t just kiss anyone.”

You smiled, his hand that held yours letting go so he could head back before you. As you watched Jungshin move out of your view, you knew that whilst you were over how parties had previously been, you now had something to look forward to for the next one.

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Something’s Brewing ❄️☕

Genre: Coffee Shop!AU

Pairing: Jungshin x You

By Admin B

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

It was a messy top knot, thick scarf, glasses kind of day. The chilly, drizzly weather outside on this dreary Tuesday wouldn’t allow for anything else. 

Even though it was chilly and drizzly, the clouds and sky both a dusty shade of gray, you had to get out of the house. You were working on your final paper for the semester, and the walls of your apartment had become far too confining; you needed space and a cozy atmosphere to help you concentrate. 

So, obviously, you were headed to your favorite coffee shop, The Grind. 

Whenever you needed a change in scenery while working on homework (or your latest idea for a romance novel), The Grind was your go-to. It was small but not too small; you could always find a cozy armchair or table for one. It was busy but not too busy; you always felt welcome and never claustrophobic. The staff was friendly and knew you by name. And they made the best chai tea latte you had ever tasted.

When you opened the door to the local establishment, you were greeted by the familiar sights and smells of a coffee shop. The place was always filled with a warmth from the hot beverages and the burning fire in the small, stone fireplace located in one corner. 

Although you didn't drink coffee, the aroma never failed to comfort you, and, weirdly enough, you found you were able to concentrate better when you were surrounded by this particular smell.

You took your place in the line, about four people deep, clutching at the straps of your backpack. You had come so many times you no longer even pretended to look at the menu, and you usually only had to show your face to the employee at the register to place your order. Today was no different. As you stepped up to the counter, you smiled at Seungyoon and handed him your debit card.

“How much longer in the semester?” he asked, keying in your chai tea latte before swiping your card.

“I'm working on my last assignment due next Monday,” you told him, letting out a little sigh of relief.

“And you only have one semester left, right?”

“Yep! Graduating in May!” you beamed, unable to contain your excitement. It seemed like you had been in school for so long because...well, you had been. You'd gone to college right after high school, and you'd gone to grad school right after college. So, really, you had been going to school every year since you were five. At this point, it would be weird to not be in school.

“You'll still come in here after you graduate, right?” Seungyoon teased, smirking a little as he handed your card back.

“Of course!”

“Oh! By the way... Jiyong quit.”

Your jaw dropped. “What?!”

“Yeah, he found a job at a record label, apparently.”

“Ahhh, okay. That makes sense.” While Jiyong had been a wonderful manager at The Grind, his passion and talent had belonged to music, specifically rap, so no one could blame him or be surprised at this turn of events. “So, do you have a new manager yet?”

“Yeah, he just started yesterday. You'll probably see him around. He's really tall, you can't miss him. And he's into music, too, which is kind of weird.”

You just frowned a little, saying goodbye to Seungyoon before heading toward a table. As you sat down, you thought about how strange it was going to be without Jiyong. He'd been the manager for at least four years, and you could no longer imagine The Grind without him. He was quiet but also powerful, and he had a certain way with people. Plus, he was pretty good-looking. It certainly wouldn't be quite the same with him gone.

You let out a sigh as you opened your laptop, your frown deepening when you came face-to-face with your paper. You were supposed to write ten pages on how the Civil War affected American society, and so far all you had was “When a war is fought among a country’s own citizens, the society of said country is certain to feel a large and lasting impact both economically and socially.” One sentence. A sentence you were fairly proud of, but still only one sentence. You had a lot of work to do.

Your drink arrived as you were in the middle of opening up some of your sources, but your gaze shifted from your computer screen to the employee when you heard an unfamiliar voice say “One chai tea latte for Y/N.”

This must be the new manager because the guy who set your mug down was someone with whom you were unfamiliar. He was certainly tall, and Seungyoon had mentioned such a fact…

“Thanks,” you replied, trying to smile but finding your shyness was getting in the way. Seungyoon had mentioned he was tall and into music, but he hadn't mentioned how cute he was. His facial features were all kind of large but somehow proportionate, fitting his face perfectly. His hair was dark and shiny and it swept over his forehead just so. His skin was quite possibly the smoothest, most radiant skin you had ever seen - not just for a guy, for anyone. And his smile (for he was smiling at you now) was so cute. It made you want to hear him laugh.

“You're very welcome. I'm Jungshin, the new manager. If there's anything you need, just let me know.”

Um, how about your number?

“Okay, I will. Thanks.”

Jungshin nodded, still smiling, before heading to another customer-filled table. Once he was out of earshot, you spotted Seungyoon nearby and hissed his name.

Seungyoon slid into the chair across from you as you closed your laptop. “What's up?”

“Ummmmmmmmmm….the new manager is dreamy.”

“Really?” Seungyoon stretched his neck to find where Jungshin was in the shop, his brow furrowing when he spotted him. “I mean, I guess he's a good-looking guy…”

“What else do you know about him? Is he single?”

“I have no idea… Want me to find out?”

“Yes! But don't mention me!”

“Of course I won't. We’re not in middle school,” he smirked. “I really don't know much else about him except he's tall, he's in a band, and he's our new manager.”

“Find out more about his band.” You would have to research them and find out if they had any gigs.

“Yes, ma’am! I'll report back when I find anything out.”

“Thank you! I owe you!”

Seungyoon knew exactly what favor he wanted, but he would save it until he actually had information to give you.  

Once Seungyoon went back to work, you did, too. You opened your laptop back up and began typing out the rest of your introductory paragraph.

About an hour later, you were just finishing up your third page as well as your latte. You picked up your mug, attempting to take a sip but you were greeted by your distorted reflection in the empty bottom of it. You began to stand up, though none other than Jungshin interrupted you.

“You had…a chai tea latte, right?”

“Oh...yeah,” you answered, smiling shyly.

“I'll be right back.”

You watched as he loped over to the counter and began to work on another chai tea latte. So, he obviously knew his way around a coffee shop. Where had he been before now? After a minute or two, you realized you were staring at him, so when he started back with your new drink you immediately turned to your laptop and began typing again.

“Here you go,” Jungshin murmured as he set your mug down.

“Thank you!”

“Anything else you need?”

“Umm…” you took a deep breath, forcing yourself to say more than just ‘No, I think I'm good!’ “Seven pages on how the Civil War affected American society?” 

You smiled up at him sheepishly, holding back a laugh.

Jungshin chuckled, reaching behind him to scratch the back of his neck. “I really don't think you want my help with that,” he admitted. “I'm terrible at writing papers.”

“Oh, well, I'm good then!”

Jungshin smiled, the hand which had been scratching his neck now making its way down to his jeans pocket. “So, uh, you're in school?”

“Yep. Getting my Master’s in American History.”

“Ah, that would explain the Civil War thing.”

“Yep. Pretty big part of American history,” you chuckled.

“That’s actually really cool. What can you do with a history degree?”

“Well,” you sighed. “I’m hoping to get a job at the city archives. My undergrad minor was historical document preservation, so working with really old papers is kind of my dream job.”

“Wow. I’m pretty sure you’re the first person I’ve ever met who wanted to do something like that as a career.”

“Yeah, I’m a pretty unique nerd.” you smiled at him, trying to hide your now blushing cheeks.

“Nerds are good,” he assured you, smirking slightly. “Without them, our society would be in complete shambles.”

“You know, you are absolutely right.”

“Well...I’ll let you get back to your paper. Again, let me know if you need anything -- beverage related.”

“I will, thanks.”

After he turned away, you bit your lip to keep from squealing. Had that really just happened? Had he just talked to you? And called you a nerd in a good way? This kind of thing never happened to you! If you thought a guy was cute, nothing ever came of it! Either you just never interacted, or the interactions you did have were brief and impersonal. Was it because you had forced yourself to say that part about needing seven pages for your paper? Maybe… but then he had continued the conversation by asking if you were in school. Was he...actually interested in you? Or was he being a friendly manager? You needed to know!!!!!

You finally turned back to your paper with a sigh, adjusting your glasses on the bridge of your nose before your fingers began their quick typing work.

You were able to get five more pages done before you completely crashed. Looking at the clock on your computer, you realized you had been there a total of three, almost three and a half hours. 

After packing up your laptop, you headed to the counter to buy a chocolate croissant; you always ended up feeling bad for staying so long and only spending three bucks on your drink. 

Instead of Seungyoon behind the counter, though, Jungshin was now taking customer orders. Apparently, he was a very hands-on type of manager. 

When you approached, he smiled at you. “Hi there. What can I get you?”

“A chocolate croissant, please?”

“Coming right up.” He grabbed a pastry sheet and carefully pulled a chocolate croissant out of the case. Once he'd handed it to you, you held out your debit card.

“It's on the house,” he told you, waving your card away.

“...Wait, what?”

“You've been working hard for a while, you deserve it.”

“But that's why I wanted to buy something else! I felt bad for being in here so long and only buying one drink.”

“Hey, some people come in just for the free internet and don’t even buy the drink.”

“...Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I saw at least two of them in here earlier.”

“No, about the croissant!”

“Oh! Yeah, I’m sure. I’m the manager, I can do this kind of thing.”

“Well...thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Enjoy.”

You noticed his smile softened a bit as you took a bite. Ugh, it made your heart flutter. You lifted your free hand in a little wave before turning and leaving the shop. It was still rather chilly outside, but the drizzly aspect of the weather had changed into mere cloudiness. 

You really hadn’t noticed a thing about the weather, though. 

You were too busy enjoying your chocolate croissant and daydreaming about the cute new manager of your favorite coffee shop.

You didn’t want to jinx it or anything, but... as you strolled down the sidewalk, munching on your treat as the cold air bit your nose... you had a strange feeling.

Like something big had just happened to you. Or was about to happen.

Like your life had just taken a turn in a different - but definitely not bad - direction.

I don’t know, maybe you were crazy or maybe it was just wishful thinking, but you just felt like something... something was brewing.

...Coffee pun totally intended.

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The Interview

Genre: fluff, girlfriend idol AU!

Pairing: JB x female Reader

Summary: JB has an interview, and the interviewer asks him about you.  JB’s reaction is very curious, and the interviewer finds the reaction funny.

Warning: fluff, more fluff, tooth decaying fluff, cute JB, because even though he’s sexy, he is very cute too.

Word Count: 946

JB stretched as he woke up from a nap in the Mnet Countdown green room.  HE was being interviewed by one person, for his job in producing music for their hoobae groups.

“Are you finally awake?” Jinyoung’s voice asked.

Jinyoung had come with JB as moral support.  The other boys were busy, and Jinyoung volunteered to come with him. JB yawned, and stretched again, and he nodded at Jinyoung.

“Good, because your phone has been going off every five minutes.  Answer your girlfriend, please.”

JB couldn’t help the goofy smile on his face, as he reached for his phone. You had sent him three text messages, and had one missed call from you.

“Good luck in your interview, oppa,” your first message read.

“The girls and I are getting ready to start out Japan leg of the tour today.”

“You must be napping before your interview.  I tried calling before we boarded, but you didn’t answer.”

JB called you, and you answered right away.  “Hi, oppa!  Have you had your interview yet?”

“No, I haven’t,” he answered, groaning as he lied back down.  “I’m like fifteen minutes away from the interview. What time is Sunshine’s show? Maybe I can make it.”

“Seven thirty, and no.  I refuse to have you fly out here after your interview.  Go home and rest.”

“Jagi—”

“No.  I’m telling them not to let you in.”

JB laughed, sitting up as the make up artist returned for touch ups.  “Ok, jagi.  I have to go now, ok.”

“Good luck!”

“You too, have a great show.”

Once the make up artist was done, the stage manager went to get JB for his interview.  He was micked up, and the host greeted him.  Jinyoung sat just off camera, smiling at JB.

The stage manager nodded, and queued the host to start.  The host turned to the camera, a huge smile on his face.

“Good afternoon!  I’m your host for this afternoon, Yoon Jungshin, and we are here today with a very special guest.  We have Im Jaebum.”

“Hello, I’m Jaebum, also known as JB.”

“Now you have become a very successful music producer, both for Got7 and the individual members right?”

“Yes, I’ve been writing songs for Got7 for a few years now, and we’ve been very successful with my songs.  Recently, though, I helped Jackson and Youngjae with songs for their solo albums.”

Jongshin smiled.  “You’ve produced and written music for other idol groups too, right.  You wrote for the Boyz, and for ITZY, correct?”

“Yes,” JB said, before he laughed.

“And for JYP’s new girl group, Sunshine, right?”

Jinyoung chuckled silently, as JB blushed instantly.  His smile was big and wide, and his eye smile was intense.  He cleared his throat, tilted his head to the side in embarrassment, and nodded.  The interviewer chuckled.

“Yes, I have.”

“That is an interesting reaction, Jaebum,” Jongshin said, an with an answering grin.  “You reacted like that because Y/N is in the group Sunshine.”  JB blushed again, tilting his head.  “Y/N is your girlfriend, right?”

“Aish,” he whispered, covering his face.  “Yes, she is my girlfriend.  Yes, I’ve written songs for her and her group.”

“JB, tell me,” Jongshin said, leaning forward, “what is Y/N’s best feature?”

JB laughed, covered his face again, and shook his head.  “Ahhhh!”  With a laugh, he looked at Jongshin.  “Y/N has the prettiest of y/e/c eyes in the world.”  He chuckled.  “She has the best smile too.”

“Oh, how romantic,” Jinyoung mouthed from the sidelines.

“The perfect date for you two?”

“She likes to go on picnics, and walks in parks.”  JB sighed.  “But I think the best dates are when we watch movies at home, relaxing, and eating take-out.”

“She supports you and your career?  You support her and her career?”

“Yes,” JB answered nodding.  “She would be here, but she has a show in Japan.  I would be there, but she told me to go home and rest after this interview.”

“Wow, what a good girlfriend,” Jongshin said, smiling.  “How are you and her with each other’s fans?”

“She loves ahgase, and is very supportive of our fandom.”  His smile was natural, and brimming with love and affection. “Sunsiners are amazing too.  They support our relationship, and they know that I love them too.”

“So, you love each other?”

“I love her, so very much.  She takes care of me and I her.  We support each other, and root for each other.  She is my absolute everything.”  He blushed, smiling.  “She reminds me not to overwork myself, and I remind her that she is perfect the way that she is, and to eat snacks with me at midnight.”

JB and the host laughed, as he nodded.  That was all the time that they had, and Jongshin said his farewells.  

 When he was back at his home, with his cats, you decided to video call him. “Oppa!” you said, and hid your face from him behind your hands.  “Why did you say all those things about me!”

JB laughed, wishing he could kiss your cute blushing face right now. “Because I love you, and everything I said was true.”

“I am getting on the first flight back to you.”

“You have another show in Osaka tomorrow!” he said, shaking his head.

“I don’t care.  I want to hold you right now.”

JB laughed.  “I was thinking the same thing.”

“I’m boarding now.  I will see you in three hours.”

JB hung up and smiled wide.  He waited for you to call to tell him to pick you up at the airport.  He couldn’t wait to tell you that the loved you, and show you, all night long.