#khiphop fluff

[just-some-random-blogger]

i wont go home without you

Jay Park x Idol!Reader

Summary: Jay has had a crush on you for years, but you were always too busy or out of reach for him. But now that he's got you walking around his company because of your collaboration with Simon Dominic & Mokyo, he thinks it's a good time as ever to get the show on the road.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Pining, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: idk why i felt really inspired to write this but here you go! I hope you enjoy it @bird-pinkxx lol i hope i dont have too many typos i havent gone through this yet.

I open the door and poke my head inside the studio. I break into a smile when I see Ssam-D and Mokyo staring into the bright screen wordlessly while arranging some .

"Ooohhh, so serious," I tease as I walk in. The two turn to me and I hold up some iced coffee drinks, "want to spill this all over the mixing panel?"

Mokyo chuckles while Simon Dominic clicks his tongue, "ya, you really know how to drive Jay nuts."

I knit my brows as I hand them the beverages, "this has literally nothing to do with him, but okay."

"Ya, everything you do here has everything to do with him. He owns the floor you're standing on."

I narrow my eyes at him, "okay? What do you want me to do, levitate?"

Mokyo snorts at that as he gets his share and passes Ssam-D the other, "he's trying to be a wingman for Jay." He sips on his drink, "he came in a minute ago, thinking you were here, then played it off and left when you weren't."

"Right," Ssam-D agrees, sipping on his drink, "he's so stupid when he's around you. It was cute at first," Kiseok sighs, "now it's so annoying."

I purse my lips and shrug, "again... not sure what I'm supposed to do with that information."

Kiseok takes a big gulp then pulls the straw away from his lips, "what do you think of him anyway?"

"Wah," I shake my head and raise my hands, "I think he's Jay Park."

Mokyo makes a dramatic pained sound and places a hand on his left rib cage. I raise a brow at that and narrow my eyes. I proceed to shove him just as he's about to take a sip. He pulls his cup away and looks at me with wide eyes, "Ya! What would you did if this gets on the equipment?!"

I click my tongue and give him a look, "make Jay daddy pay for it, obviously."

Kiseok wheezes and cackles at that , nearly shooting out of his seat in amusement. I break into a chuckle as Mokyo snorts.

"But seriously, I don't you like him, even just a little bit?" Kiseok inquires.

I take a moment to respond, "I mean, we don't really talk much and I personally don't like guys who can't even admit they like me, you know."

Kiseok nods his head slowly at that. Mokyo agrees, "Fair."

The three of us brainstorm and talk about our ideas and vision for our collaboration. We've been going through stuff all day now and only just had a break. For a while, we take turns discussing our thoughts, then we begin to freestyle verses.

Having had a eureka moment, I am promptly told to go into the booth and record the tune we suddenly thought of.

I walk into the room, put the headphones on and practice the bars we got. I pull out my phone and go over the lyrics we made. I repeat it a couple times and do some spontaneous riffs.

"Wah!" I hear an exclaim.

I look outside the booth and see their looks of astonishment. Mokyo chimes in, "can you repeat that again?"

"This one?" I ask and proceed to repeat what I did last.

I am quickly praised and encouraged.

The minutes melt like seconds as I'm singing my heart out to this improv. I have only one side of the headphones against my ear and I close my eyes as I throw my head back and belt.

I nod each time I get a signal to repeat, redo, or tweak something but keep my eyes fixed on my phone, typing away the pointers I'm given.

By the time I'm done, I finally look out the booth and shape my hands into a heart. Only then do I notice Jay is outside smiling back at me with the other two in his label.

"Great job," Kiseok praises, raising a thumb, " I got chills when you did the riffs."

Mokyo agrees and so does Jay. I break into a laugh and shake my head, but nonetheless thank them.

I turn to Jay, who was already looking at me, "oh, you're here? When did you come in?"

"In the best moment, I think, when you were going over the end of the verse," he says with a grin.

"Oooh, I really like that part too."

Simon Dominic and Mokyo exchange looks, the former clears his throat, "yeah. I think we're good for today. We can contine tomorrow."

I nod, placing a hand on my belly, "I'm starving. It feels like I didn't have lunch."

Concerned, Jay's eyebrows quirk, "you didn't have lunch?"

"No, I said it feels like it," I click my tongue, "I had lunch, but these two stayed back and recorded some rap lines."

Jay lets out a breath. Mokyo defends himself, "we ate a big breakfast!"

I roll my eyes, "and you should have ate your shoes while I ate a sandwich for lunch."

"How about we," Jay raises his hands and claps them together, "all have dinner together? My treat."

The two of them instantly agree but I don't, which is why all eyes fall on me. I hesitate, "I don't know."

"Ah ya," Kiseok scolds, "you're not going to skip dinner on my watch."

"Trust me I won't. I just have an early schedule tomorrow and I know you'll all be drinking and I'd rather not drink and be shitfaced the next day."

Jay doesn't miss a beat when he responds, "I won't drink either."

The three of us turn to him. Mokyo snorts. Kiseok calls him out.

I take a moment to respond before ultimately shrugging and agreeing.

On our way to the restaurant, Jay does nothing but compliment me as he drives. Although the three of us decided to sit back and make it look like Jay was our driver, he didn't mind and still went out of his way dote about everything, from my appearance, to my singing, to my career, to my personality, to downright things that he probably only just thought of in the spur of the moment, like being able to put up with Simon Dominic and Mokyo at the same time.

I mean, I don't know what they're like around him but they aren't that insufferable.

We promptly arrive to a restaurant and walk in.

We arrive at a table and Jay pulls out my chair for me. I thank him, adding a polite smile.

"Ya," Kiseok kicks Jay after helping me sit down, "quit it. It's too much."

Jay turns to him and breaks into a chuckle, "ya, you're the one who said our vocal star likes dudes who are upfront about their emotions and I'm about to show everyone just how upfront I can get."

Mokyo sighs and sits down next to me.

Jay turns to him, "Ya."

I turn to Jay and Ssam-D, "of course you two talked about me."

Kiseok clicks his tongue in annoyance, "the idiot won't shut up about it. I had to throw him something."

The two sit down. Jay decides to sit in front of me after Mokyo's adamance to staying in his seat.

"So," Jay leans in, elbows resting on the table, "are you seeing anyone?"

I snort. The other two collectively groan.

"I'm sure you can be seen just fine," says Mokyo.

I can't help but mirror Jay's actions though, placing my elbows on the table, "I'm not."

Jay dramatically leans back and places a hand on his chest, "wah, my heart just skipped a beat after being so near your pretty face."

Mokyo is disgusted. Kiseok is oddly endeared and can't help but grin at the interaction.

I decide to jest, "Too bad the feelings aren't mutual."

Jay leans forward and taps the table with his finger, "how do I make the feelings mutual then?"

"Good evening, are you ready to order?"

We turn to the waitress and I break into a smile, "Chicken and ice cream."

Jay firmly pats the table then points, "okay, chicken and ice cream for my future lover."

"That's it," Mokyo pushes himself back and stands, "I'm fucking leaving."

"Ya, Choi Myung-hwan," I turn to him and catch his shirt in my fist, "sit down."

Mokyo sits down.

Jau randomly blurts, "that was hot."

It's Kiseok's turn, "Ya!" he breaks into a chuckle but then makes an annoyed sound, "how was that hot."

Jay doesn't spare him a look and smacks his lips, "well a hot person said it."

For the first time in our banter, I find my cheeks tingle at his comment. I clear my throat and motion to the lady standing by our table, "ya, she's been waiting for our order for five years."

The rest of the night continues like this. Jay says something cheesy, the two grow more annoyed, and I grow a little bit more willing to hear him out more.

By the time we finish eating, Jay purposefully calls out that he's only driving me home. I'm about to protest, but the two quickly agree that there was no way they were going to listen to Jay's compliments for me any longer.

The lack of people present in the ride back, partner with me now sitting in front out of courtesy made the first few moments of the drive a little awkward. Jay was quick to lighten up the mood though.

"Now, imma be real with you," Jay says, eyes fixed on the road as he makes a turn, "you drive me insane cause I have to actually will myself to be confident around you. You get it? I will myself to be confident."

I turn to him as he says this.

He continues, "I don't know what it is about you. Maybe the fact I've know you for a long time and yet we don't really talk, or maybe it's cause every time I see you have another great comeback after another great comeback and you just look prettier than ever."

I bring my hand to my lips in an attempt to hold back a smile.

Jay turns to me and catches this, chuckling at that, "gosh you don't know how elated I am to have you finally acknowledge my presence."

"Ya. Why are you acting like I've been ignoring you?"

Jay raises a brow, "well I couldn't get one good conversation out of you before, so it's just as good as being ignored."

I roll my eyes, "so dramatic."

Jay scrunches his nose, "so cute. Gah. A big part of my brain is yelling that I shouldn't go home without you but I don't play like that-- unless you want to, of course."

I clear my throat and cross my arms, "save that for another time."

I am taken aback by Jay suddenly bursting out laughing and gripping his fists in victory, "hell yeah! Here's to another time coming soon!"

[johnnysnostril]

hi cuties ✨

so it’s been some time since i’ve done imagines & things like that, & i really miss doing them.

so, i would like to open up requests! give me some ideas & i’ll post them asap!

[poesticbeauty]

Hellos! Long time no see~ I know I haven’t posted in a long while. I have been busy with some important projects. My team have recently been selected to be apart of the Kpop World Festival Prelims in Chicago! Not only that we were invited to join Hello28 in their Bouncy Dance Challenge project in LA with the possibility to meet Ateez!

We would like to humbly ask you guys to help us fund our trips to both events. This means the absolute world to us and we would love for all of our members to be able to participate in both events. With the price of a Starbucks coffee you could help us make our dreams come true! If you would like to donate more you can and if you can’t donate monetarily then please support us by sharing our Ko-Fi and this post to everyone you possibly know.

[yhysick]

title: as close as possible

kwon minsik/sik-k x reader

genre: fluff

please do not copy without permission! sorry if there are any mistakes this was briefly proofread! hope you enjoy :)

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during your childhood, you were known to be the girl who always sat in the back of the class. your pencil always graced a sheet of paper, whether it be the pages from your sketchbook or the napkin from lunch. you loved to design clothes, and you felt as if it was your alter ego that showed itself in those designs. bold lines, striking colors, bright details—these were the characteristics of your work and you brought them everywhere. even if that meant in front of one of korea’s most famous rappers, sik-k. your designs had garnered quite a bit of attention, but this was new for you.

minsik didn’t know what it was, but something about your designs and sample photos that he saw on your instagram page struck something in him—curiosity. he messaged you privately and asked if you could design a piece for him. he thought that your designs were something that were priceless. and maybe that you were adorable. you replied back, shocked that he gave you this type of attention. to be honest, you didn’t think you were widespread enough to deserve it. fast forward two weeks later and there you were, in your studio and standing in front of minsik with your tailor’s tape. you were preparing to design your first piece for him.

“wow he’s really tall.”, you thought. maybe this was just the fact that you weren't close to being at least 165 centimeters, but the way minsik towered over you made a million thoughts run through your brain.

“Um I think we can get started now.” you said as your hands trembled.

“hey! loosen up a bit! i want you to be comfortable around me. i’m going to be asking for most of my clothing to come from you so i want us to be as close as possible.”, he said with an almost goofy smile. it instantly released the tension in your shoulders. “o-okay!", you said quietly and maybe a little too quickly. you dropped your head and shook it disappointedly—you felt dumb for the way you responded to him. you tried to shake away your thoughts and get back to measuring.

“could you come a little closer?", you said while turning away to jot down a measurement.

"like this?"

he came face to face with you as you turned back around, and you froze as heat automatically rushed to your cheeks. your heart raced as you struggled to form an answer.

is that what he meant by as close as possible??

he thought it was adorable how your eyes got wide and your eyebrows shot up at such a small occurrence. you were silent when minsik laughed once again, the hearty sound now filling the room.

“or maybe you can go on a date with me instead?”, he questioned with a sly grin.

was it even possible to be this frozen? your mind was telling you to say yes but your mouth refused to listen.

finally, you nodded your head.

“great!”, he exclaimed, and his face automatically lit up.

just seeing his smile made all your nervousness melt away. you continued to measure and stood on your tippy toes to reach his neck. you lost your balance and landed into his arms, and your bodies now pressed upon each other. now you wondered if you were the one that wanted to be as close as possible.

[headintheclouds-posts]

Hi All,

My asks are open, I write reactions, time stamps, scenarios, imagines, headcanons etc.

I write for most kpop groups, a lot of kdrama actors & actresses and khip-hop stars.

There is several things I don’t write for but if anything like that came up, will discuss it with you via message.

Please feel free to send any asks over my way ☺️

[becauseimswagman1]

About becauseimswagman1

Wassup folks I'm Lexis. I'm 22 almost 23 (#BigCancerNotTheLittleOne). She/her and into women.. And men sadly.

I started writing fanfic about 4 years ago and I mainly wrote boyxboy then I started writing ...that straight stuff... But I still write boyxboy! I've only written fluffy girlxgirl but I'm always open to expanding my craft!

I'm into kpop and khiphop. My main groups consist of nct (all units), ateez, monsta x, and cignature (I like and listen to WAYYYY more. Ask and I shall tell all). Khiphop wise, my main peeps are Coogie, Changmo, Dean, and JEY (I also listen to WAYYYY more. Just ask about it).

My ult bias is Haechan (how could he not be? Like have y'all heard his voice?)

I also listen to jpop and p-pop. (Y'all know them boys Alamat? Or Psychic Fever? 👀)

I'm a big tv/movie watcher. I watch just about any and everything. I'm into marvel, dc, teen wolf, degrassi, etc. Trust me if it has a good plot or a hot cast (or both) I've already seen it or I plan to watch it. (Please ask me about Gen V. #MarieJordan ❤❤). I'm into WWE too! Aew as well (not as much but I'm tryna fix that #JonMoxleyIsMyHusband)

I'm also into BLs. (Thai, Korean, Japanese, Chinese, Filipino. Mainly Thai tho)

I'll write for just about anyone. And I'll write just about anything. NO dub-con or non-con at all.

I'm always taking requests! And don't be afraid to give me details about what you want!

My reader will always always always be black too!!!

Becauseimswagman1's Masterlist

(18+) Ruined (Erik Stevens)

(Fluff until pt 4 then 18+) What Are We? (Michael Cimino) Pt.1, Pt2, Pt3, Pt4

(Fluff) Love Is All You Need (Yunho from Ateez)

(Fluff) The Beginning of Something Beautiful (Shuriri)

(18+) Wanna Be On Top? (San x Mingi x Reader)

(18+) Study Session (Mark from Nct)

(18+) Toxic Love (Trevante Rhodes)

(Fluff) Lightskin Jaehyun (Jaehyun from Nct)

(18+) She's The Boss (or so she thought) (Q from The Boyz)

[firetextskpop]

aaa pls make another dpr live x reader work:(( the dabin drought is real 😭 anything would be fine !! preferably sth romantic:)) smut is fine too >:)

Hmmm I'm very much feeling Dabin-y tonight. Let's do this. (I'll do fluff with slight suggestive, just to tease a bit hehe)

(A/N: Very side note but this day was the first and only time i got to see him and my supervisor let me go backstage with him, CL (LOML) was performing, then right after they did no blueberries, him and the whole DPR crew walked past and I was staring, i think REM said something to him bc after he said something, Dabin started looking at me and I turned away bc anxiety. Then when he looked away I looked at him again. I lost my glasses in the process but it was worth it. Sorry for this long note;-;)

Warnings: gn!reader, slightly suggestive

The heat from his body transferred to you as he lay across your lap. It was already a blistering hot day and the addition of Dabin being randomly clingy didn't help the perspiration. He was set in wanting to cuddle despite the conditions, so you lay beneath him, stroking his hair. Light snores left his mouth, letting you know he was actually taking a nap. This was his favorite way to spend time with you and his favorite way to go to sleep. But his paradise was slightly disturbed when the doorbell rang. "Bin" You shook him softly. His groan was long and deep. "Dabin, the food you ordered is here." The emphasis on 'you ordered' convinced him to actually get up. When he opened the door, he received the food and tipped the delivery person very generously. He already knew that you would be sitting and waiting to eat the food with him and concluded on sitting next to you, setting up everything for you both. "What do you wanna try first?" He asked stroking your cheek with his thumb. Your cheeks blushed deeply before showing him which dish you wanted to start with. Happily, he began to feed you before feeding himself. "Mmmm what about this one?" You asked and picked up your utensils to feed him now. Not too long after the food entered his mouth, he hummed in approval and nodded his head. "Which one should we taste next?" You asked genuinely. "Not sure but I know what I want to taste," Dabin says and begins kissing on your neck. "Baby it's hot." You couldn't help but complain. "Maybe this will cool you off." He hints before getting up and going to the kitchen. When he returned there was an ice cube resting between his lips. Why did he have this much energy freshly waking up?

[itscoldessence]

hi, could you please write about jay park watching you (an artist) backstage and getting a crush on you ? thank you, love your work btw💕

thank you! :) hope you don’t mind but I wrote this in 3rd person because it felt more natural to me. 

As she set a foot on stage, she could feel a rush of energy run through her whole body. It always felt super exciting for her. She felt like the only person in the world, perhaps, the queen. She owned the stage. She was born for this.

But at the same time, it felt like a big party, with tons of friends. Friends whose names she didn’t know. But did it matter ? Those fans were there for her, providing her with love and happiness through her harshest times. They were the most supportive people she had ever met. And for that, they deserved the best show ever, every single time. So she would put on her stage outfit, her heels, and she would rock the stage. As always.

When the heavy beat started playing, the whole crowd screamed. She was beginning her performance with her best song, her strong-girl-slash-bad-bitch anthem, and everyone was loving it. Her "For all my ladiessssss, scream !" was soon followed by louder screams while she was jumping around in her heels, more excited than ever. It was her time. And she was going to enjoy every single minute of it while she still could.

Backstage, in the shared room in which all artists were using the opportunity to catch up on each others’ news, everyone suddenly went silent and turned back to watch the big screen. She was a celebrity to celebrities, and everyone looked up to her. Not only because she was pretty, but also because of her unique singing voice and rapping skills. They absolutely loved her. And she loved it.

He was standing there, amongst the other artists, looking at the screen, letting himself get enchanted by her wonderful voice. He had heard of her rapping skills, and had heard of her singing skills too, but he never really had the opportunity to listen to her live. She was going back from rapping to singing, and he was loving it. How could one be so talented ? And how could one be so pretty ? Every time she smiled, the whole room smiled back. Seeing her happy made them happy. That was the kind of person she was. And he was admiring her for it. The way he was looking at her didn’t only represent attraction, it was also respect. She had built herself and her career in an industry that is known for being ruthless, even more to women, and even more to women of color. And even more to women like her : women who were never afraid to voice their opinions. Women who supported other women. He knew she must have gone through rough times. And while he knew she didn’t need any protection, he still wanted to protect her.

He was so deep in his thoughts, and so deep into his admiration, that he didn’t even notice her performance was already over. The time flew by, and soon enough, she was there, in the artists room, reuniting with so many friends she hadn’t seen in a while. Her lively and lovely self would walk up to artists she had never even met before to cheer them up right before their stage performance. There she was, looking more beautiful than ever, more beautiful than anyone else in this room. And when their eyes locked, for one brief moment, there was nobody else on Earth but the two of them. And when she started walking to make her way to him, he knew. He knew this was the woman he wanted.

requests can be sent here. 

[ilove-bloo]

the ash island thing could be about displays of affection like in Bloo?

subtle ways ash shows affection:

sends you random photos of huchu and captions it “huchu misses u, come here quickly!” when jinyoung actually means he misses u

plays animal crossing w you for hours but will constantly ask if you are ever getting bored or hungry or anything bc he doesn’t want you to play too much without caring for your health

jinyoung also likes taking photos of you when you’re not looking

and you see that his lockscreen is just you sleeping and you’re lowkey confused by it bc your mouth is open n abt to drool but he just finds it soo oo adorable

if you guys are just chillin/cuddlin he’ll take your hand to run through his hair and that makes him smile really hard

he also takes your fingers to poke his face, he just likes grabbing your hand pretty often

shares music with you that he thinks you’d enjoy or just songs he likes; jinyoung listens to a lot of music lol

or when he wants to show you music he hasn’t released yet, he just asks you to sit in his lap while he plays w your fingers to distract himself

from basically exposing his stronggggg feelings for you n he’s just blushy n cute n ahhhhhhh

jinyoung is a quiet person in general so the little things he does for you is silent but you know these little things are to show how much he loves uuuu

[wowiekid]

{23:20} Young B

You were awakened when your boyfriend Hong won entered your apartment loudly. It’s not that you were necessarily bothered by this but you weren't expecting him to come over this late. While you hear him angrily take off his shoes you check your phone to see that he had text you a few times while you were sleeping. Before you even get the chance to read them he enters the bedroom and flops down right next to you, throwing his arm around your waist while letting out a groan. Seeing as Hong won seems a bit upset you choose to not say anything and wait for him to talk to you. After a while of you two sitting silence, you decide to ask him what's wrong. 

"I just had a long day and I wish I could've just stayed here with you all day honestly. This random ass guy made a diss about me online and I wasn't bothered until I saw he mentioned you and it just put me in a bad mood all day. I tried not to bother you but..." he sighed and pulled me closer, resting his head on my chest. You run your finger through his hair and say, "Babe, you don't need to be worried about bothering me ever. If you need me just call and I don't care what some random guy has to say about me and neither should you" and with that, you give a kiss on the head and doze off to sleep in each other's arms.

[lastarabesque]

it’s all you: 1/3

next

an ash island social media au where you like him more than a friend but he’s... well, (ft. haon)

[just-some-random-blogger]

khiphop masterlist

🍓 = fluff themes

❄️ = angst themes

🚧 = smut themes

🤸‍♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is

🚀 = crack fic themes

🎩 = dark and/or violent themes

🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc

🍳 = slow burn

🦕 = personal favorite

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Jay Park

i wont go home without you | 🍓 Jay Park x Idol!Reader

ph-1

Silent Hands | 🍓🦕 ph-1 (Park Junwon/Harry Park) x Idol!Reader

The Little Things | 🍓🦕 ph-1 (Park Junwon/Harry Park) x Idol!Reader

Simon Dominic

You Can Do Better | 🤸‍♀️🚀 Simon Dominic (Jung Kiseok) x Idol!Reader [Blurb]

[seoulessnights]

someday...

“…fuck”

You muttered under your breath as the bitterness of the alcohol hit your tongue. You gulped down another shot, ignoring your burning throat. You wanted the numbness to come and take you away. Away from the unbearable reality you found yourself suddenly faced with. 

“You okay?”

Noticing how quickly you were downing your drinks, your friend tried to stop you. On any other day, you would’ve complied, but today, her efforts were to no avail. Your other friend gestured to leave you alone. You were silently grateful for your friend as you poured yourself another glass. 

You weren’t usually one to find solace in drinking. But then again, you didn’t usually walk in on your boyfriend of two years cuddled up against another girl in your bed. You desperately wanted to erase the scene that now seemed etched in your mind. You knew that it wasn’t your fault that this had happened, but you also couldn’t help but wonder why this had to happen to you. These thoughts clung to you, tormenting you with an endless number of what ifs. You shook your head as you downed another drink.

By two in the morning, you were unquestionably wasted. You could feel your friends trying to lift you off from your seat as more and more people were shuffling out of the bar, but failing to succeed in doing so. Each friend held a limb of yours, trying to lift your weight. You mumbled something incoherently, trying to tell your friends to leave you be. Your head hurt. You closed your eyes.

*

You were awakened by the force of someone lifting you out of the chair. In your half-awake state, you sensed a familiar scent and presence. You slowly opened your heavy eyes.

“Harry?”

Shh. Harry shushed you as he crouched down in front of you, motioning you to get on his back. 

“I’m fucking heavy” you slurred. Harry couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. 

“Come on,” he chuckled. I can handle you.

Realizing how gummy your legs felt and how Harry’s face kept spinning in front of you, you relented, as you slowly got on his back. “I heard about… you know”

As the two of you exited the bar with you heftily positioned on Harry’s back, Harry was the first to break the silence. When Harry had come to pick you up at the bar, you assumed your friends had called Harry and had given him an update on your train-wreck of a breakup. You were embarrassed - Harry had claimed from the beginning of your relationship that he had a bad feeling about your boyfriend, which you, at the time, quickly brushed away. You had attributed Harry’s immediate uneasiness to his tendency of being overprotective of you and his deep distrust in other guys that constantly swarmed around you. “Yeah.” you mumbled. You had managed to drown out the fact that your boyfriend cheated on you for a couple of hours with the help of alcohol. However, the images were coming back to you now. The night air suddenly felt unbearably cold against your back. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. You deserve better.”

Coming from anyone else, these would have been meaningless words full of empty sympathy, simply offered to you as a reaction upon finding out about your breakup. But there was something about the way Harry said it, the way he gently enunciated each word that comforted you. Instead of replying, you latched on tighter to Harry’s back, snuggling your face against his neck, oblivious to how this action painted Harry’s face a bright pink. Harry sighed as he continued walking, feeling your warm, rhythmic breath tickle his neck. *

“We’re home.”

Harry announced, as he entered your empty apartment. You had fallen asleep on the way back, and he was careful not to wake you up as he gently placed you on your couch. Even in your state of slumber, you furrowed your brows and let out a long sigh, as you curled up against your couch. 

Harry’s heart ached for you. He had successfully hidden his feelings for you for the past couple of years under the guise of friendship, but on days like today, he wished that he had had the courage to confess to you. He knew he could treat you well and at the very least, not put you through such heartbreak. He could make you happy, he thought. 

Harry silently traced the familiar contours of your face with his eyes. Your face was one he had come to know so well - one he could picture even with his eyes closed. Looking at your pained face, Harry couldn’t help but feel a rooted anger towards your ungrateful ex-boyfriend, who didn’t know how good he had it and instead chose to throw it all away. Harry mused on how things would’ve turned out differently if he had been upfront about his feelings for you. 

But Harry knew that for now, what you needed the most was not another love interest, but a friend who could have your back. So Harry neatly tucked his feelings away once again, as he swept the hair away from your face.

“Good night Y/N,”

Harry whispered, as he turned off the lights and left your apartment. 

[kpop-uni]

Through the Lens // Five

Christian YuxYoutuber!Reader Words: 4.5K A/N: WOW did this take forever :( I’m sorry for the long wait but as you guys probably know I’m not in the best mental place right now and my main priority was getting help for me. Though, thanks for sticking with me! Love ya lots! But we’re looking at maybe? Two chapters until the end? Like usual I might post a poll on what fic to post but if anything I’ll just post summaries and Ill update as I go along~ If anything, a poll will be up with weekend to see what fics I’ll be posting next!

Chapter Four // Chapter Six

To everyone, except for Gyungmo of course, nothing was out of the ordinary with you. You smiled and joked around the same, always enthusiastic about going out to eat or shoving your mouth with snacks. But, the moment that Christian joined, or if Chaeyoung was present, everything with you went quiet. You stayed in your place with the same excuses. 

"I'm editing." "No, I'm just making sure the battery is okay." "I gotta make notes on what to delete."

Scott, on the other hand, began to notice, furrowing his eyebrows and thinking that maybe Chaeyoung had said something to you. But even when he knew no one was noticing the two of you, Chaeyoung offered you her snacks, always asking if you needed something from the store or if she could watch while you went over the edited videos. You tensed a bit when she was near you, giving her one-worded answers or sometimes answering with a shake of your head. 

"Did I do something to her?" Chaeyoung looked over at Christian. 

You had left the room rather quickly after Chaeyoung gave Christian a kiss on the cheek. Chaeyoung turned to you as you slammed your laptop shut, quickly walking out of the studio with Scott right behind you. 

"Hm?" Christian finally gave his attention to Chaeyoung, eyes moving away from the reflection of the studio glass. He saw how Scott was whispering to you, your shoulders slumping, getting up and leaving with him right behind you. Christian's blood boiled, hands clenching into fists. 

"If I did or say something to her," Chaeyoung repeated, elbow resting on the table and fist on her temple. "I feel like she doesn't like me much,"

Before Christian could answer, Gyungmo came in with Cline right behind him, the two showing Christian the finished song. 

"Gyungmo, I can't do this anymore..." You sighed, your thumb pad between your teeth as you nibbled on it, a habit you had when nervous or stressed.

"I told you, just stop overthinking these things-"

"But it's like he's rubbing it in my face," You turned to Gyungmo, hands now on your knees before you sighed, going back to staring at your laptop screen. "This video is almost half an hour long and I still haven't added any footage of him. And to top it, this whole part was about his process!"

Gyungmo sighed, biting his inner cheek, silent until you let your head fall. "So? Are you gonna cut this part out of the series?"

It was quiet, Gyungmo waiting for your response before you shook your head, giving out a sigh. You'll admit, you wanted to skip this part of the series but you knew you would get questions about why and the last thing you wanted was for fans to twist around your intensions. "No, I have to film him and see if he needs anything edited out."

With a nod, Gyungmo left you to continue his work. You hesitantly reached for your camera and laptop, holding on to the charger with your finger as you made your way to Christian's workspace. You stood outside the door, calming your nervous as you lifted your fist, about to knock when the door was pulled open, Christian looking down at you.

He was a bit startled, blinking and taking the tiniest of steps back before you immediately looked down. He watched as you fidgeted, almost dropping your laptop in the process of trying to find your words.

"I need to edit my video with you, just to see if it's okay with you and if you want-"

"I'm going on a date with Chaeyoung, can it wait?"

You gulped at the interruption, your voice already shaking with the nervous. The last thing you wanted was to make an even bigger fool out of yourself so you nodded. You simply stepped back, Christian moving past you and ignoring the way you bit your lip, heading in the opposite direction.

You locked yourself in Cline's space, taking deep breaths and calming yourself down. You slumped down on the arm of the couch, closing your eyes and breathing in and out. With a sigh and soft bite to the corner of your lip, you gulped down the rest of the feelings you had, fixing your laptop and charger in your hand before standing.

Scott looked down the halls, trying to find any sign of you before spotting you checking your phone, calling your name. You were a bit startled, Scott laughing as he walked over. "You hungry?"

You spent the afternoon in with Scott at a small restaurant, the two of you laughing and talking about anything Scott was working on. Eventually, the conversation turning into a game that Scott was interested in playing.

"I think my next series is going to be just playing that game, I've heard good things about it,"

"Are you seriously going to go back to gameplays?" Scott asked, excitement in his eyes as you laughed. The two of you eventually felt like you overstayed your lunch break, Scott letting you pay for the food after losing to a quick round of rock, paper, scissors.

When the two of you walked out, you looked up to find Christian and Chaeyoung walking across the street, hands tightly grasped. Chaeyoung giggling about whatever Christian whispered about, a smirk on his face. You ignored them, focusing on Scott who kept telling his story, your hand in the crook of his arm as the two of you decided to go on a stroll. You laughed a little at what Scott said, distracting you from Christian.

But Chaeyoung noticed you right away, smiling a bit and leaning her head on Christian's bicep. "Aren't they so cute? I feel like they were meant for each other,"

Christian looked over, quickly spotting how much you were laughing at Scott's hands tickling your sides. He clenched his teeth, Scott leaning all his weight on you as you attempted to hold him up, whining his name as he laughed, the two of you stumbling slightly.

You let Scott drag you back to him, continuing the walk. Christian hummed, turning back ahead and trying to ignore what he saw, letting out a breath. "She seems so nice... I kind of feel bad because I think she just doesn't like me," Chaeyoung let the conversation end there, focusing on Christian and their date. But Christian's jaw tensed, looking down at Chaeyoung.

"I'm sure you did nothing, she's just a little hard to get along with at first,"

Gyungmo and Scott had invited the guys on your last night to end your vacation with a celebration, hosting a house party in Scott's place. You knew it wasn't nice, but you couldn't help but feel happy that Christian and Chaeyoung didn't go. You wanted to enjoy yourself once more before heading home, and you knew you weren't going to be able to if you only saw them together.

You let yourself relax, enjoying the company of Hyuk who wouldn't let you go, making you shy whenever you were teased about it. Woo taught you how to spin a few records, teaching you the basics of how to DJ. You stayed with your camera glued to your hand, taking pictures and videos of everyone and everything.

The next morning, you sat on the hotel bed, showered and with everything packed save for your laptop case. You tried looking for the courage to send the text, looking down at your phone. You let out a breath, squeezing your eyes closed and pressing the send button.

Christian's attention was given to his phone at the ding it made, seeing a text from you and sighing a bit.

Y/N 12:54 PM: Can we edit the video now?

Christian knew he couldn't avoid you forever, so he replied back that he was in his studio and to go over. He sat back in his chair, hands rubbing his face as he knew he needed to face you sooner or later. But still, he couldn’t help the anger that bubbled up whenever he saw you, knowing you belonged to Scott.

Christian waited for half an hour, closing his laptop and just about to give up on you when you knocked, heading inside the studio.

"Hey,"

Christian looked up from his laptop, seeing you walk in with your own laptop on hand. You closed the door behind you, Christian, without a word, moved his things aside and giving you room to set your laptop down.

The tension was thick and you began to think that you took forever in setting your editing programs up, taking a seat and clearing your throat. "So, I'm going to combine the videos and play them, I'll tell you my plans and you tell me what you want me to get rid of."

With only a nod and a hum that Christian gave you, you opened the file only for Christian's part of the series, clicking into each video in the order you set it. You waited as he watched the first clip, biting your tongue gently.

Christian was clicking away in the video, eyes focused on his screen as you zoomed in a bit, giggling. He turned to you, giving you a confused look before breaking out into a smile.

"You don't need this one," Christian sat back into his chair, making you hum.

"This one is the intro, kind of to kick it off." You hesitated on looking at him, Christian rolling his eyes and shrugging, sighing out a quiet whatever. You looked back at the video, clicking out of it and moving it to a new file, continuing the second video.

"Delete that, I want my programs to be kept to myself," You nodded, adding in an edit, making sure to type it into the notes on your phone, continuing the video.

Your leg shook with nerves, eyes glued to the screen, going from video to video and doing everything that Christian told you to do with it. It was only a couple more videos when a knock on the door made you both turn, Chaeyoung poking her head before giving a shy smile. “Sorry, I’ll let you guys continue-“

“No, it’s fine.” Christian waved her in, pulling a chair right next to him. You squirmed in your seat, eyes going back to your screen and clicking through the video. You ignored the tiny giggle that escaped Chaeyoung and the soft kiss that Christian gave her until Christian gave you his attention again.

By the end, what could've been a 24-minute long video turned into only 5 minutes. You combined all the videos together, seeing the time limit and frowning, going through other files to look for any other videos you could add.

"That's it, right? We finished?" You could hear the impatience in Christian's voice, pulling his laptop closer. Chaeyoung helped him pull his items closer, going back to resting her arm on the table.

"No, the video needs to be longer than just five minutes," You ignored the way Christian grumbled, closing your eyes and continuing to look for more videos.

"Why don't you like Chaeyoung? What did she do to you?"

You were caught off guard with the question, fingers freezing as you looked at Christian. He glared at you, almost as if he wanted to bury you alive, hand gripping the mouse. Chaeyoung, who was once on her phone, turned to Christian so quick, you thought she was going to snap her neck.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, letting your hands fall from your keyboard to your lap, shaking your head as you scoffed. “What?” 

With a sarcastic chuckle, Christian shook his head. “Everyone can tell that you don’t like Chaeyoung. So why? She’s been nothing but nice to you-“

“Who said that I didn’t like her? I never said that!” You argued back, turning fully toward him. 

“You make it so fucking obvious!” Christian raised his voice, hand waving as if he were showing you how obvious it was. “All that’s left is for you to openly tell her to fuck off-“ 

“Why the hell are you saying such shit?” You yelled back, glaring at Christian. “I’m sorry that I don’t want to talk to your girlfriend like she's my best friend! Is that what’s bugging you?” 

“Ian, stop...” Chaeyoung tried to stop Christian, looking at you with worried eyes. “I’m so sorry, please just ignore him.”

“Come on,” Christian laughed, shaking his head. “Y/N, you literally act like a bitch with her. You’re all fun and games with everyone and when she comes in the hate just oozes out of you!”

Your eyes widened, slamming your laptop closed and grabbing your things. Chaeyoung flinched at the slam, a quiet yelp leaving her and Christian only flinched a bit. “Have you ever thought that maybe it’s not her I hate, Christian?” You turned to the door, grabbing the doorknob. “Maybe, just maybe, it’s you that I hate?” 

Before you could even take a step out, the door was slammed closed, catching you off guard. You were spun around, backing yourself to the door as Christian's jaw clenched, eyes filled with anger as your hands pressed into his chest, attempting to prevent him from getting closer.

"You have no fucking reason to hate me," Christian's words came out quietly, each one oozing venom. Your eyes that were once wide in surprise turned into a hard glare, adding force to your push that only resulted in Christian moving only slightly back. "I never did anything to you.“

"Ian..." Chaeyoung hissed, worry evident on her face as she desperately tried to pull him away from you. "That's enough, okay? You don't need to do this-"

"Never did anything to me?" You scoffed, staring up at Christian in disbelief. "You treated me so nice the whole beginning, but one little drunken night that we kissed and you suddenly changed on me! And you got yourself a girlfriend making me think that I'm the problem!"

Chaeyoung finally stopped trying to pull Christian -who was frozen in shock- back, as Chaeyoung looked at you as if you had grown another head, shaking her head a bit. "Christian wouldn't do that..."

You looked at Christian, an eyebrow raised as you waited for him to talk. “You didn’t tell her? That I pulled you out to dance and you made me think there might have been something between us, only for you to make me feel like a cheap hookup?” 

Christian was at a loss for words, only staring at you as he finally stepped back enough, letting you rush out of the room. You stopped before closing the door, looking at Christian one more time. “I regret ever getting close to you,” The slam of the door echoed in the room, Chaeyoung letting out a breath and moving away. 

“I really thought you started to like me,” Chaeyoung’s voice was soft, pulling away from Christian to grab her phone. 

“I do-“ 

“No, you don’t,” Chaeyoung looked up at Christian. He faced her, worry on his face as Chaeyoung sighed. “Why did you even do this to her? To me?”

Christian tried to say something, anything to not hurt Chaeyoung. His mouth opened and closed as if he was choking on air, trying to find the right words before closing his eyes, letting out a breath. 

“She doesn’t like me, she was drunk and I thought maybe, just maybe, she liked me but she only liked Scott. She probably only kissed me to get back at him since he was with some other girl.” Christian moved to sit on his chair, burying his face in his hands. “I didn’t want to hurt you, and you’re so cool and I thought maybe I can forget her but-“

“You’re still into her,” Chaeyoung finished his sentence, Christian quiet. He clasped his hands in front of his face, only nodding. Chaeyoung looked down, silently walking out the studio. 

Christian stayed in silence, head spinning with thoughts of everything that has happened. He groaned, burying his face in his arms, wrapping his hands around his head, wanting to curl into a ball and hide for a while. 

You tried to calm down, huffing out in anger as you set your things down on a desk, your eyes closed as you finally let yourself breathe. "Everything okay?"

Scott smiled when he found you, walking over as you sat up on the desk, swinging your legs lightly. He stood next to your legs, watching your lips curve up into a small smile. "It's flight nerves, nothing too big,"

Scott stayed quiet, knowing you were lying but only responding with a smile, patting your thigh gently. You were quiet, your fingernails gently scratching Scott's head as his eyes closed a bit, enjoying the attention. You smiled a little, tilting your head a bit. "Sometimes when you spend time with me, I wish you were the one I fell for,"

Scott scoffed, laughing a bit as his eyes stayed closed, leaning more into you before resting his head on your arm. "We would be that famous couple that people would call us mom and dad,"

"Bold you to think they already don't," You giggled as Scott laughed quietly.

You both stayed silent a bit longer, Scott eventually pulling back and grabbing your things, silently giving you the hint that it was time to leave. "I'm sorry things didn't work with the guy you liked," Scott grabbed your hand, fingers intertwining as the two of you headed to your hotel.

"It's whatever, I'm just glad I never told him or else I would've died from embarrassment." You shook your head, letting out a sigh. "Guess I just thought he liked me too,"

"Well he's an idiot if he doesn't like you, you would've been an amazing girlfriend." Scott smiled at your laugh, staying quiet during the short walk. He held the door of the hotel open for you, following you to the elevators. 

“You know, lowkey you can give Gyungmo a chance.” 

The suggestion caught you off guard, making you look at Scott as the two of you stood in your spots, ignoring the elevator door as it opened. Scott only laughed a bit, pressing the button to keep the door open as he stepped inside. “I was just saying,” 

“Scott, what does that even mean?” 

You knew exactly what it meant, anyone hearing Scott would know what it meant. But still, you were caught off guard and now with this sudden news, you weren’t sure you were hearing things correctly. 

“I mean, Gyungmo has a thing for you. Or had... I’m not sure anymore.” Scott pressed the button again as the doors closed, reaching for your wrist to pull you inside. 

“He had a thing for me?” You ask, letting yourself get dragged into the elevator. 

“Okay don’t make this weird for him, I wasn’t supposed to tell you,” Scott watched as you simply nodded, blinking a bit but still processing everything he said, only looking up when the doors opened on your floor. 

“Is he still coming to drive me?” You asked, Scott now on his phone. 

“Yeah, he said to just give him a heads up.” 

You asked him to send Gyungmo the text, stepping inside your room and putting away the last bit of your things. Scott sat at the end of the bed, phone in hand as he scrolled through it, occasionally looking up to see if you needed any help. 

With a groaned sigh, you plopped on the bed next to Scott, resting your head on his shoulder. You two stayed quiet, looking at everything ready to be taken to the car, Scott occasionally chuckling a bit at something he would see on his phone. At the sound of a knock, you let Scott open the door and let in Gyungmo and Cline. You held on to Gyungmo's sleeve, letting him stay back as Cline and Scott left with a suitcase, the two talking. 

"Scott said something to me," You kept your eyes on Gyungmo as he furrowed his eyebrows, thinking on what Scott could've possibly said to you. "He said you have a thing for me?"

With a sigh and smile, Gyungmo shook his head, intertwining your fingers with his. "I had a thing for you, I mean, you're so cute in your videos and you're kind and a sweetheart in person. But I like you like this, being with me and gossiping about stupid shit," 

You couldn't help the smile on your face, getting shy and looking down a little. Gyungmo watched as you collected yourself, lightly slapping your cheeks to get rid of the blush that you knew was present before swinging your bag over your shoulder. Gyungmo stayed by your side, the two of you in comforting silence. "Thanks for being there for me all this time, I hope you know I'm going to be there for you if you ever need me,"

Everything was quiet until you made it outside, Scott and John laughing loudly as Cline was dancing weirdly. Gyungmo stood next to you, a smile on his face as he watched Cline before elbowing you lightly, motioning to your phone. You giggled as Cline exaggerated his dancing more, moving closer to you and the laughter got louder from all of them. Before Cline could exaggerate anymore, John gasped about the time and everyone scattered to put the luggage in Gyungmo's car, rushing you inside. 

The airport buzzed with people traveling in and out, the place almost a blur with everyone. You checked in with Scott by your side, making sure you had all your documents before you made your way to security. A soft sigh later, you let Scott pull you into a hug, wrapping your arms around him tightly. 

"Thank you for letting me do this, I promise you guys are going to love it," You pulled back to offer Scott a hug grin, getting one in return. 

"We better, or you're coming back to film everything all over again," Scott joked, making you giggle. 

You gave Cline and John a hug, looking over at Gyungmo and wrapping your arms around his neck. "Thanks for everything," You whispered, kissing his cheek softly as you pulled back. Gyungmo smiled, trying to hide his blushing. With one final wave, you fixed your bag, using your phone to record the guys once more before heading to your terminal. 

Christian tried not to make it obvious as he walked up and down the halls of the building, looking for any sign of you. It had been two days and after you blocked him on Instagram, Christian had no idea what you were up to. He hadn't seen you in so long, and he didn't want to ask Scott seeing that as every time he tried to get some info, Scott just told him to text you.

Christian didn't bother to knock, just swinging the door open of Scott's studio to find him too close for comfort with a girl that wasn't you. She had a smile on her face, eyebrow raised as Scott leaned closer, only a breath away from kissing her. But the sudden door opened caused the two to look at Christian, his eyes wide in shock. 

"Hey, what's up?" Scott turned to Christian who collected his thoughts before his blood boiled, teeth-gritting in anger. 

"Are you fucking serious?" Christian erupted, Scott and the girl both startled from the sudden outburst. "Just because y/n isn't here you get to cheat on her?"

"What?" The girl glared at Scott, starting to push him away. "Who the hell is y/n?"

"Wait! What? No, hold up!" Christian moved aside as the girl furiously left, Scott trying to call her back before giving up, glaring at Christian. "Dude, what the fuck! You know how long I've been trying to get her to agree to go on a date-"

"What about y/n?" Christian yelled back, pushing Scott back. 

"What about her? She's not even here!" Scott stumbled into the soundboard table, muttering a curse as his wrist got hit by the edge.

The outburst caught the attention of Gyungmo who rushed over, getting between both men. "What the hell is going on?"

"This asshole is practically fucking some girl in here just because y/n isn't here!" Christian tried to push Gyungmo away, trying to reach Scott but he moved farther away.

"What does she have anything to do with it?" Scott yelled back, gesturing around the room. "She's not here!"

"How the hell are you going to cheat on her like that!" 

Scott stopped himself, blinking a bit before thinking about what Christian had just said. "Cheat on y/n? I'm not dating her, man."

Christian stopped trying to get past Gyungmo, furrowing his eyebrows. "Did you break up with her?" 

"I wasn't dating her in the first place?" Scott grew even more confused, Gyungmo stepping away from Christian as he sat on a chair, sighing heavily. 

"You really never noticed that it was Rome that she liked?" Cline's voice made the three turn to him, being caught off guard. Gyungmo was just as surprised at Cline's comment, the three staring at him. "Wait-"

"Did you think I didn't know?" Cline interrupted Gyungmo, head tilted in curiosity. "It was pretty obvious, I mean, I thought he liked her too but I guess not since Chaeyoung is in the picture." With a shrug, Cline dropped the subject, making everyone look at each other. 

"Well, here I was thinking it was Hyuk..." Scott rubbed his cheek, pensive about everything that was said. "No wonder it didn't make sense." 

"Wait... What?" Christian still couldn't get the whole picture, shaking his head. "She likes me?" 

"She fucking fell in love with you, idiot." Gyungmo sighed, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. "Only you would think she and Scott are dating."

"Man, Hyuk was a better suspicion than me. He was practically all over her, especially during her goodbye party. " Scott sat on the edge of his soundboard, shaking his head.

"Goodbye party?" Christian repeated, looking at Scott. 

"We texted you about it, we just thought you were being an asshole and didn't want to go," Cline spoke up, still standing right outside the room. "She went back home like two days ago," 

Christian groaned, rubbing his face and gripping his hair. "I fucked up..."

"You think?" Scott scoffed, rolling his eyes. But still, Scott watched as Christian beat himself over what happened. With a sigh, Scott stood up straight. "I can help you find her. So you can properly apologize for being such a fucking dick." Christian looked up at his friend, slightly nodding his head. With a glare and roll of his eyes, Scott pulled out his phone, going to an old video on your channel and showing it to Christian. "She always hangs around here. It's her favorite place."

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[12:48AM] “Oppa I’m home” you shouted as soon as you entered your apartment. Torry comes rushing to you with a stuffed chicken drumstick in her mouth as you remove your shoes by the door. Torry drops the toy by your feet and looks up at you expectantly. “Can we play after I shower?” you say as you pet her.

You walk into the living room, Torry in tow, with no sign of The Quiett. “Ya Shin Dong Gab! Where are you?” you shouted into the seemingly empty apartment. Then you notice music playing softly from his studio.

You knock twice and opened the door, and there he was, lost in his own world as he’s making music. You hugged him from behind and pecked his cheek. “I’m home oppa” you say, still hugging him. He kissed your hand and says “Sorry I was busy. Pull up a chair. I want you to listen to what I’m working on.”

So you did, and once you were seated, he placed the headphones on your ears and plays you what he’s been working on. You place your head against his shoulder as you listen and your feet slowly tapped along to the beat of the song. Torry then settled herself between your feet and Dong Gab’s, seemingly noticing that no one will play with her at the moment.

You brought the headphones down when the song ended. “It’s a good song. But then again, we both know there’s not a song of yours that I don’t like,” you commented, earning a chuckle from Dong Gab. “How was your day?” he inquired. You lifted your head and faced him. “Same, same” you sighed and gave Dong Gab a tired smile. You’ve been a [insert job here] and it was exciting at first but lately, everything has felt like a routine. 

He held your hand and said “I provide for you; you can stop working now.” You looked at him incredulously and he quickly added, “Although technically I only provide for you partially because you’re a strong independent woman and you want to be able to afford things for yourself,” which made you laugh out loud. It makes your heart ache a bit at how much you love this man.

“It’s settled then! I’m turning in my resignation letter tomorrow and then I’ll make your dream come true of becoming a sugar daddy!” you proclaimed with a fist in the air. “Are you sure that’s my dream? Or is it your dream to be a sugar baby? Huh? Huh?” he replied and he started poking you, knowing well all your ticklish spots. “Oppa! Stoooop! Please!” you said in between laughs. He stopped his poking long enough for you to say “I’ll cook you the best meals in the world and you will never go hungry!” “Okay, okay truce. You know I like your cooking the best.” 

You kissed him on the lips and said “I love you oppa.” “I love you too [y/n].” You left Dong Gab in the studio to finish his song, with a sleeping Torry by his feet; your tiredness lifted after a long day of work.

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