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cherubiyeon · 9 months

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kiss goodnight | newjeans danielle marsh x gender neutral reader

the three times danielle wondered about the collision of your lips against hers, and that one time she made it real.

✩ warnings. non!idol au, high school!au, established relationship, heavy fluff, mentions of food, tad bit of jealous danielle

✩ word count. ~4.5k words

✩ playing. kiss goodnight [i don't know how but they found me]

as the school's annual cherry blossom festival embraced the campus in a tender embrace of pink petals, y/n and danielle strolled hand in hand through the enchanting scene. laughter, music, and the sweet scent of blossoms drifted through the air, setting the stage for a day of joy and connection.

y/n's laughter was a melody that resonated in the air, and danielle found herself captivated by the way y/n's eyes lit up like stars on a clear night. their fingers intertwined, the world around them seemed to fade, leaving only the warmth of each other's presence. the soft petals rained down, brushing against their skin like the gentlest caress.

y/n's eyes lit up with the kind of excitement that could rival a child's on christmas morning. with a gentle nudge, they pointed out another stall adorned with an assortment of colorful trinkets. "oh, look at that one! they have those adorable handmade keychains i told you about."

danielle's laughter bubbled forth, a symphony of joy that painted the air with warmth. "you and your keychains," she remarked, her voice a comforting embrace. "is there any festival you've attended where you haven't scoured every nook and cranny for them?"

y/n's grin stretched from ear to ear, a radiant display of their uncontainable delight. "nope," they admitted, their eyes twinkling with mirth. "not a single one. keychains are my ultimate weakness; i can't resist their charm."

a sea of vibrant keychains lay before them, each one capturing a different shade of their shared day. as their fingers brushed against one another, an electric warmth sparked between them, leaving a lingering sensation that buzzed like a whispered secret.

with each new keychain, y/n's excitement was palpable, their joy like a magnet that drew danielle closer. "hey, look at this one!" they exclaimed, their voice laced with an enthusiasm that was positively contagious. in their hand dangled a keychain shaped like a delicate cherry blossom, a nod to the very festival that surrounded them. "it's like a souvenir from today."

danielle leaned in, her shoulder grazing y/n's as they examined the tiny trinket. "it's cute, just like you," she whispered, her words carrying a warmth that transcended the playful banter.

a hint of pink tinged y/n's cheeks, like the blush of dawn spreading across the horizon. their eyes shimmered with unfiltered delight, a telltale sign of the happiness that danced just beneath the surface. "are you trying to make me blush?" they teased, their voice light as a feather.

danielle's laughter was a soft echo of the love that filled her heart. "maybe. but it's the truth." with a tender smile, she allowed herself to bask in the moment, her heart swelling with the simplicity of their connection. in these exchanges, in the brush of their fingers and the laughter they shared, she found a world where they could just be—where they could create memories as delicate and cherished as the blossoms that surrounded them.

y/n's eyes widened as they spotted a stall adorned with a colorful array of mouthwatering treats. "oh, look over there!" they exclaimed, pointing while grinning at danielle. "they've got an amazing selection of food. i've heard their caramel-glazed pastries are to die for."

danielle's curiosity was piqued, and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "caramel, huh? well, we definitely can't miss out on that."

they weaved their way through the crowd, finally reaching the stall that promised a taste of heaven. the intoxicating aroma of various dishes filled the air, mingling with the delicate smell of cherry blossoms. danielle's eyes scanned the choices, her mouth watering at the thought of savoring something sweet.

after a brief discussion, they settled on a platter of the much-anticipated caramel-glazed pastries. as danielle handed over the coins and received the plate in return, she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest as y/n pulls her by the wrist to a bench.

sitting at a nearby bench, they shared the platter between them, their fingers brushing as they passed it back and forth. as y/n took a bite, a small glint of mischief danced in danielle's eyes. she watched with careful observation, the corner of her lips twitching into a knowing smile.

the delicate caramel glaze clung to y/n's lips, glistening like liquid gold under the sunlight. the sight transfixed danielle, her eyes tracing the curve of y/n's mouth, a tiny detail that melted danielle's heart the way the caramel pastry melted on y/n's tongue.

unseen by anyone but herself, danielle froze in place, her very being tethered to the image before her. her mind spun like a whirlwind, thoughts colliding in a delightful chaos. it was a sight so simple yet utterly captivating—a single moment that held the potential to change everything.

the idea bloomed within her mind like a flower in spring, a thought so vivid and captivating that it took her breath away. she imagined what it would be like to lean in, to bridge the space between them, and let their lips meet in a tender, stolen kiss—a kiss that would taste like the sweetness of the festival itself.

in an instant, the world around her blurred as her thoughts were consumed by a single, captivating idea—kissing y/n right there, under the blossoms, amidst the beauty of the festival. the image played out like a vivid dream, their lips meeting in a tender, stolen kiss that held all the unspoken affection between them.

with a deep breath, she inched closer, her heart urging her to seize the moment, to let her feelings be known. but just as she leaned in, her courage faltered. the vision of kissing y/n was electrifying, but it was also daunting, a step into the unknown.

in a sudden burst of nervous energy, she reached out, her fingers brushing against y/n's lips as she gently wiped away the lingering glaze. it was a fleeting touch, but it spoke volumes—a gesture that held a truth she wasn't yet ready to vocalize.

y/n blinked, the moment catching them off guard, confusion briefly clouding their eyes. "did i get something on my lips?" they asked, a touch of innocence in their voice.

danielle's heart raced, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. she managed a small, awkward smile, her words coming out in a gentle stumble. "uh, yeah, just a little glaze. don't want you walking around with caramel lips."

y/n's brow furrowed in confusion, their eyes widening when danielle's thumb brushed against the corner of their mouth, sweeping away the lingering glaze. as danielle leaned back, she couldn't help but admire the way y/n's lips glistened, like a promise waiting to be fulfilled.

"thanks," y/n said, their voice soft as their gaze met danielle's. there was a certain tenderness in their expression, a silent connection that seemed to bridge the gap between them.

the spell of the moment was broken, but danielle's heart still raced with the truth that lingered in the air. she had come so close to bridging that gap, to making her feelings known, but the words had escaped her.

but as swiftly as the idea had taken root, reality snapped back into place. y/n's voice, like a gentle breeze, carried through the air, their excitement contagious. "hey, have you seen that stall over there? let's go check it out!"

danielle blinked, the spell of her thoughts broken by the smile that appeared on y/n's lips. she managed to summon a smile, her heart a tumultuous sea of emotions. "sure thing," she replied, her voice carrying a touch of warmth that was reserved just for y/n.

as they wandered between the stalls, y/n remained oblivious to the whirlwind of thoughts in danielle's mind, the tender excitement that hung in the air like a shared secret. amidst the fluttering cherry blossoms, danielle found herself wondering if, perhaps, those petals might someday hold the memory of the first kiss she had dreamt of—a kiss that would mark the start of their beautiful journey, wrapped in the gentle embrace of the blossoms that had witnessed it all.

in the cozy home economics classroom, y/n and minji, a fellow classmate, found themselves in tandem, embarking on a baking adventure. together at a table adorned with ingredients, their movements seemed to synchronize effortlessly. across from them, danielle had been paired with another student, but her eyes involuntarily wandered to y/n and minji now and then.

from her seat at the neighboring table, danielle couldn't resist stealing glances in their direction, a gentle tinge of envy brushing her heart. however, she didn't allow this emotion to disrupt her own partnership. she shared smiles with her partner and made sure they stayed on track with their own batch of cookies.

as the inviting scent of baked treats filled the air, minji's methodical approach stood out. her actions flowed like a practiced dance, each move purposeful and precise. "y/n, could you grab the chocolate chips?" minji's request held an unwavering focus, as if she was conducting a culinary orchestra.

y/n, always eager to contribute, swiftly rose from their chair and headed to the designated cupboard. however, a moment of confusion befell them as they discovered the cupboard was surprisingly bare. a flicker of concern crossed their face as they turned back to minji, a hint of uncertainty shadowing their expression.

unbeknownst to y/n, danielle caught the fleeting worry in their eyes. with a subtle gesture, she reached into her own stash, retrieving a small container of chocolate chips, and subtly slid it towards y/n, all while pretending to adjust her apron.

minji glanced up, a hint of bemusement playing on her features. "what's taking so long, y/n?"

y/n's voice trembled slightly as they managed a sheepish grin. "looks like we're out of chocolate chips, minji."

minji's eyebrows arched, a mix of surprise and consideration evident. she was just about to suggest an alternative when y/n's face lit up with realization. they turned back to the cupboard, spotting the small container of chocolate chips that danielle had cleverly provided.

regaining their confidence, y/n retrieved the chocolate chips and returned to their spot, a renewed sense of assurance in their demeanor. "found them!"

a half-smile tugged at the corner of minji's lips, a blend of amusement and intrigue gleaming in her eyes. "resourceful move, y/n. nice save."

"maybe i need glasses, huh?" the playful jest was their way of brushing off any embarrassment, fostering a sense of togetherness that seemed woven into the very essence of the room.

back to danielle, she found herself chuckling as she overheard a particularly amusing remark from y/n and minji's lively conversation. their banter was a melody that filled the room, and danielle couldn't help but be captivated by the way y/n's laughter danced in the air.

continuing to work on their own batch of cookies, danielle and her partner shared a bond of their own, but her attention kept drifting to y/n, like a magnet drawn to their energy. her eyes followed y/n's every move, her heart warming at the sight of y/n's enthusiasm.

but then, as if on cue, y/n performed a seemingly ordinary action that ignited an extraordinary reaction within danielle. the sight of y/n delicately licking a bit of frosting off their finger had an unexpectedly profound impact on her. it was a gesture that held a tenderness and vulnerability that resonated deeply within danielle's heart. as she watched, time seemed to slow, and the world around her dimmed in comparison to the ethereal image before her.

in that fleeting moment, danielle's mind embarked on a journey of its own. memories intertwined with dreams, and she found herself vividly recalling the day they had spent together amidst the cherry blossoms. the memory of y/n's laughter, the soft breeze that carried the delicate scent of petals, and the way y/n's eyes had shimmered with an iridescent warmth—all of it rushed back to her like a cherished melody.

during that date, as y/n had bitten into a delectable dessert, leaving a delicate glaze on their lips, danielle had experienced a similar sensation. the sight had kindled a fire of curiosity and desire within her, and her thoughts had wandered to the taste of those lips—the lips that now bore a trace of frosting.

caught between the present and the past, danielle felt the warmth of y/n's presence wrap around her like a cozy blanket. it was a feeling she couldn't quite put into words, a sensation that whispered of the beginnings of something extraordinary.

in the midst of her reverie, danielle's fingers slipped, and a bit more sugar than intended found its way into the mix. the sound of her partner's amused chuckle snapped her back to reality, and she offered an apologetic smile. "guess my mind wandered a bit," she confessed, laughter dancing in her eyes.

as she continued to work on their cookies, danielle couldn't help but steal glances at y/n every now and then. she had a feeling that this day would be etched in her memory, just like the cherry blossom festival had been—a series of moments that pushes her to have the courage to maybe, just maybe— feel your lips against hers.

in the serene ambiance of the school library, y/n and danielle found themselves immersed in a world of hushed conversations and the soft rustling of pages. y/n's animated voice danced through the air as they shared the latest gossip, their words a tapestry of intrigue and amusement.

"and you won't believe what happened next," y/n exclaimed, leaning in close to danielle, their faces just inches apart. "hyejin actually confronted him about the rumor, right there in the cafeteria!"

danielle's lips curved into a smile as she leaned in slightly, captivated by the story unfolding before her. "no way! what did jiwon say?"

y/n's eyes sparkled with mischief, their voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "well, he turned all shades of red, stuttered for a bit, and then finally admitted that the rumor was true!"

danielle's laughter mingled with y/n's, the shared amusement creating an unspoken connection between them. "oh my gosh, that's insane!"

y/n's voice was a captivating melody, each word crafting an image of the gossip they were sharing. however, as their tale swirled through the air, the resonance of their voice faded for danielle, her gaze gravitating toward the delicate curve of y/n's lips. thoughts of her own little thoughts flickered to life, painting her lips with a shy, unspoken smile that only she could understand.

while the gossip y/n recounted held its own allure, it became background noise to the symphony of emotions coursing through danielle's mind. the flutter of her heart, the warmth that seemed to emanate from within—it all centered around the idea of y/n's lips meeting her own in a soft, stolen kiss.

"can you believe that?" y/n's voice brought danielle back to the present, the story now complete. "and i thought it was just a stupid rumor!"

danielle found herself caught in a tender reverie as she watched y/n laugh to herself. she imagined what it would be like to bridge the small gap between them, to let her fingers brush against y/n's cheek before their lips met in a delicate, stolen kiss. it was a dream she had indulged in more times than she could count, a fantasy that warmed her heart whenever it resurfaced.

with a self-deprecating chuckle, y/n confessed, "well, that's probably more interesting than the history notes i'm supposed to be reading."

danielle's laughter joined y/n's, a warm resonance that carried a shared understanding. "i'd say that's a good break from studying. but you still have time to refocus, don't worry."

y/n nodded, determination shining in their eyes, accompanied by a hint of blush. "you're right. i need to get back to actually studying. thanks for being my break, though."

between y/n's nod of determination and their admission of being sidetracked by the story, danielle felt her heart flutter in the most delightful way. it was the effect of being so close to y/n, their shared laughter and intimate conversation weaving an invisible thread that tugged at her emotions.

reality gradually seeped back in as y/n's laughter fades to a face of realization. with a rueful smile, y/n admitted, "i got so caught up in that story that i haven't done any actual studying."

danielle chuckled softly, her gaze meeting y/n's with an understanding twinkle. "seriously? well, you should study now."

y/n nodded, their expression a mix of determination and mild embarrassment. "definitely. i should get back to studying before the next period starts."

as y/n returned to their books and notes, danielle felt a quiet sense of resolve settle within her. she watched y/n's profile, their concentration etched on their features, and made a promise to herself. the next time her mind wandered to the thought of kissing y/n, she wouldn't let it slip away. the courage she had been gathering would be put to good use, she determined, letting the anticipation of that next stolen moment fill her heart.

in the ambiance of danielle's room, the soft lamplight cast a gentle, golden glow that illuminated the space around them. amidst scattered textbooks and notes, the calmness of the moment was interrupted by the undeniable presence of y/n's sweet smile as they doodle on their notes. it was as if their smile was a ray of sunshine, capable of dispelling any shadows that lingered in the corners of the room. danielle couldn't help but feel drawn to that radiant warmth, her gaze involuntarily fixated on the curve of y/n's lips.

y/n's concern broke through the quietude, their voice a soft melody that seemed attuned to danielle's heart. "hey, everything okay?" they inquired, their brows furrowed with genuine worry. the question hung in the air like a delicate thread, tethering the two of them in a shared moment of concern.

she found herself reflexively denying any trouble, her words slipping out like an automatic response. "oh, it's nothing, really. just a bit... spaced out, i guess." danielle attempted a reassuring smile, but there was no masking the distant look that had clouded her eyes.

y/n's gaze held a mixture of skepticism and care, their perceptive eyes seeming to unravel the layers she tried to hide. "spaced out?" they echoed, their voice a gentle prompt for her to elaborate.

with a faint chuckle, danielle shook her head, her tone a blend of bemusement and honesty. "yeah, i know, it sounds strange. i just can't seem to focus, even though i'm here to study."

a playful glint danced in y/n's eyes, a hint of mischief accompanied by a genuine smile. "i've got an idea," they announced, their voice carrying the suggestion like a gentle breeze that swayed the air around them. their gaze held a sense of playful challenge, as if they were extending an invitation into a world of shared secrets.

intrigued, danielle couldn't help but offer a quirk of her eyebrow. "oh? what kind of idea?"

y/n's smile widened, their tone a mixture of playfulness and excitement. "how about this: if you can manage to focus on studying for the next thirty minutes, there's a reward waiting for you."

'the proposal hung in the air like a secret shared between conspirators, igniting a spark of curiosity within danielle. the simplicity of the challenge stirred a sense of anticipation within her, a fluttering of excitement that settled in the pit of her stomach. could the reward be something more than what it seemed? the idea danced at the edge of her thoughts, teasing her with its possibility.

their shared laughter seemed to intertwine with the very air around them, forming an unspoken agreement that bound them in their shared endeavor. "you're on," danielle responded, her voice carrying a touch of determination, her mind already starting to race with anticipation.

y/n's eyes sparkled with approval, their gaze a reflection of their unwavering belief in her abilities. "i knew you'd be up for it." their words seemed to hold an additional layer of meaning, as if they were acknowledging the unspoken challenge that had been set between them. danielle's heart skipped a beat, wondering if the reward she hoped for was within reach.

determination surged within danielle, her fingers moving across the pages of her textbook with newfound purpose. she was resolute, her gaze steady as she immersed herself in the task at hand. throughout those minutes, she could feel the steady rhythm of her heartbeat, each passing second drawing her closer to the promise that awaited her.

as the minutes flowed by, danielle's concentration remained steadfast, but the magnetic pull of y/n's presence was inescapable. each stolen glance exchanged between them, each shared smile, felt like a secret communication that transcended words. it was a dance of souls, a silent dialogue that existed only in their shared moments, and with every stolen glance, the anticipation within danielle grew.

finally, the time was up, marked by the gentle chime of the clock. y/n's voice, like a soft whisper, broke through the serenity of the room. "danielle, close your eyes."

danielle's heartbeat quickened, her pulse becoming a thunderous rhythm in her ears. with her heart racing, she obediently closed her eyes, her other senses heightened in the absence of sight. she stayed perfectly still, every nerve on edge as she waited for the imminent collision of their lips.

y/n's hands gently found hers, fingers intertwining in a tender embrace. danielle's heart pounded even harder, the sensation of y/n's touch sending electrifying shivers down her spine. with each passing moment, her flustered state seemed to intensify, her emotions a tempest within her chest.

then, a small object was placed in the center of her hand. her fingers instinctively curled around it, her heart fluttering with uncertainty. what was it that y/n had given her? slowly, hesitantly, she opened her hand, her eyes still closed.

"tada!" y/n's voice was a playful exclamation, accompanied by the sound of their laughter. "open your eyes, danielle."

with a mixture of curiosity and a touch of trepidation, danielle's eyelids fluttered open. her gaze was met with the sight of her palm, and the small object nestled within. a candy—her favorite candy, to be precise. the sweetness of the gesture did not escape her, and she mustered a smile, albeit one that felt somewhat forced.

y/n's expression was a mixture of hope and enthusiasm, their eyes searching danielle's for a reaction. despite her racing heart and the whirlwind of emotions within her, danielle managed to respond, her voice gentle and grateful. "thank you, y/n."

y/n's gaze flickered toward the clock, their brows furrowing in realization that time had slipped away. the late hour was a reminder that responsibilities awaited outside of the cozy studying session they had experienced. "i should probably head home," they murmured, their voice tinged with reluctance.

as y/n began gathering their textbooks and belongings, danielle's gaze lingered on them, a soft sigh escaping her lips. her fingers absentmindedly unwrapped the candy y/n had given her, her thoughts churning in a sea of uncertainty. she was torn between the promise she had made to herself—to summon the courage for a kiss—and the fear that seemed to grip her heart whenever she considered crossing that boundary.

y/n's words continued to flow, a gentle stream of conversation that painted the room with familiarity. danielle watched, her thoughts a whirlwind of contemplation, as y/n shouldered their bag and prepared to leave. the "goodnight" that y/n offered seemed to hang in the air like a lingering melody.

but then, as y/n turned to walk away, an impulse surged within danielle. she couldn't let this opportunity slip away, not when her heart beat so loudly in her chest. "wait!" the word burst forth, a desperate plea that seemed to hang in the air.

y/n paused, their eyes widening with surprise and concern. before they could even utter a question, danielle's arms were around them, pulling them into a tight hug. the warmth of y/n's body pressed against hers, their heartbeats seemingly synchronized in that moment.

"i... i don't want to let this chance slip away," danielle's words tumbled out in a rush, her voice a mixture of vulnerability and determination. "i've been thinking about this for so long, and i've promised myself to be brave. y/n, i..." she hesitated for a split second, her heart racing as she forged ahead, "can we kiss... goodnight?"

in that charged moment, the weight of danielle's confession hung palpably in the air, each word carrying the depth of her emotions. the very air seemed to hold its breath, as if the room itself acknowledged the gravity of what was transpiring between them. it was as though the universe conspired to create a space for their truth to be shared.

y/n's eyes remained locked with danielle's, their gaze unwavering even as surprise and uncertainty danced within their depths. danielle could see the gears turning in y/n's mind, the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that painted an intricate tapestry on their expressive face. she held her breath, her heartbeat a thunderous echo in her ears, as she awaited their response.

and then, like the gradual bloom of a flower bathed in sunlight, a slow, tender smile graced y/n's lips. it was a smile that seemed to radiate understanding and affection, a silent acknowledgment of the courage it took for danielle to bare her heart. their gaze softened, the walls that had once separated them now crumbling away to reveal a connection that had been quietly growing between them all along.

"i was hoping you'd ask," y/n's voice was a hushed whisper, a melodic admission that carried with it the warmth of their unspoken feelings. it was as if their words were a gentle embrace, encircling danielle's heart with the reassurance that she wasn't alone in her desires.

in that fleeting moment, the barriers that had held them back dissolved, and the distance that had once separated them felt like a trivial detail in the grand tapestry of their connection. danielle's heart swelled with a mixture of relief and exhilaration, her gaze locked with y/n's as if they were sharing an intimate secret that the world would never fully understand.

and then, as if guided by an invisible force that had been waiting for this very moment, their lips met in a kiss that felt like a revelation. it was a kiss that held the promise of all the unspoken words, all the stolen glances, and all the shared moments that had led them to this precipice. their lips moved against each other's with a tenderness that defied the weight of the world, a delicate dance that spoke of newfound intimacy.

as they pulled away, y/n's eyes sparkled with a mixture of affection and amusement. "worth the wait?" they teased.

danielle's cheeks flushed, and she nodded, her heart singing with newfound joy. "definitely."

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astrozuya · 2 years

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☆ txt's reaction to you falling asleep on them.

#pairings: txt ot5 x gn!reader

#content: fluffy hcs/scenarios. no pronouns are used for reader.

#word count: 281

연준. YEONJUN

internally screaming because how is it possible for someone to be this cute

tries really hard to resist the urge to kiss you

if someone walks in he'll glare at them and whisper-shout "shhh!!"

stays very still so you don't wake up

he'll cover you with a blanket and brush your hair out of your face, gently stroking your cheek with his fingers <3

수빈. SOOBIN

he'll probably freeze up and be unsure of what to do

he'd feel really really bad if he accidentally woke you up lol

stares straight ahead and tries not to move

he's practically holding his breath at this point 💀

he'll relax after a while and absent mindedly play with your hair :( <3

범규. BEOMGYU

he sees you've fallen asleep and loudly asks "y/n are you asleep?" "are you sleeping?" "are you awake?"

this brat 💀

pokes your cheek, blows air onto your neck, plays with your hair and just generally messes around for a while

eventually he'll get bored and decide to just let you sleep on him <3

태현. TAEHYUN

unbothered king

just continues doing whatever he's doing and lets you lie there on him

occasionally he'll run his fingers through your hair and gently pat your head

puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close against him

휴닝카이. HUENING KAI

trying not to squeal bc he thinks you're so adorable (≧∀≦)

tries really hard not to move and is very careful not to wake you up

takes thousands of pictures of you sleeping on him and internally gushes over how cute you are

after a while he falls asleep too while holding you like a plushie <333

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mintsvnoo · 3 months

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JUST WANT YOUR ATTENTION!

PAIRING zb1! ricky x gnreader

— in which (name) is a favored upper class and would always be asked by first years to help them with their school work, continuously depriving attention to their best friend shen quanrui. having been fed up with it, mister loverman decides to confront the first years about it, ultimately leading to him confessing his love for (name) to the freshmen's...

GENRE non-idol au, fluff, drabble, friends to lovers

WARNING|S threatening freshmans?

A. NOTE all writings and reactions from these idols are from MY imagination, it does not reflect their actions and reactions irl! dàjiě/dá gē is a word in chinese, meaning big sister (dàjiě) and big brother (dá gē) or eldest sister/eldest brother, while for lǎoshī is referred to a teacher. i used chinese words since ricky's nationality is chinese.

more under the cut !

“hey (name)! i've got something cool for you to see”

turning around you saw your best friend quanrui, walking with a swift pace, opening your mouth to say something, but instead of your soft voice that quanrui wished to hear, a young and annoyingly loud voice was heard instead. “dàjiě/dá gē (name)! come with us!! we need your help for something!” said five first year students who we're running quickly towards the both of you, well evidently, you. stopping for a second to catch their breaths before saying. “our teacher made us do a video project on how to make a diagram of a volcano erupt!” the boy in the middle said before getting cut off. “we've tried every procedures and steps and tutorials, but nothing worked! you're our only hope now!!” the shortest girl of the bunch continued with a pleading tone at the end. “oh, i... have something else to—” you tried to protest but was quickly cut short. “pretty please, dàjiě/dá gē (name)!~” all of them pleaded at the same time.

you sighed knowing your in a losing battle before agreeing to come with them. as they now grabbed you towards their room, you turn your head back to ricky to shot him an apologetic expression, while he just smiled and raised his hand up to motion a wave and walked away.

this went on for twenty. more. days. and it'll be always when he would come up to you to talk or just overall try to hangout with you, it's almost like they we're trying to keep him away from you! no, wait IT IS like they want to keep him away from you! and no way can he let that happen. so one day, after the first lunch break, he quickly went to the first year building after eating his fill to confront those pesky little attention stealers...

“hey you, your (insert random name) right?” ricky said while walking behind a group of short freshman's thats attention where quickly gathered. “y-yeah, do you need anything dá gē rick..?” now forgot to mention the ricky is has notorious reputation in all of campus. he's that typical bad boy campus crush with only one friend, that's you the school crush and also he only let's you call him ricky. “yeah, need you to stop always asking (name) for help with your stupid group projects, if your always going to rely on a senior for help then how are you supposed to learn to be dependent? and also why do you always have group projects? wang lǎoshī isn't one to give out group project every now and then—” before ricky could finish, he was quickly cut off by the truth. “okay, okay! you caught us... we don't actually always have group projects,” said the boy at the left. “we would always ask dàjiě/dá gē (name) to come with us because we are afraid that you're doing something bad to them! because you know.. they said you we're a bully....” (insert random name) continued before the girl next to him nudged his arm harshly to stop him from talking more.

not shocked by the sudden accusation, ricky simply relaxed his shoulders and reassured them that. “their my friend, not my punching bag. so stay away from them, okay?” he said in soft yet monotone voice befire turning around, once he was about to walk away a sudden ‘why?' was heard followed by a audible slap was heard. wherein, ricky only turned his head to look at them. “because i want to spend time with them for atleast once. and also because, they're going to be mine.” he said, as the group of freshman's only looked at him with a slightly shocked face. realizing what he just said, he swiftly turned back his head and slowly bolted out of the teen's gaze. ignoring the 'so you like dàjiě/dá gē (name)!?’ question.

the next day, after arriving to school, he was quick to grabbed his books and quickly went to find yoy, which turned out to be a mistake. since he saw you sitting on a railing outside your classroom with that... pesky little boy.. whispering something at your ear. when you two locked eyes, his stomach suddenly began to feel tingly, and his face not hiding it. i mean, he just can't especially on how you looked at him like the truth the you've yearned to come true was being said to you, the way you smiled so brightly with clear blushing cheeks. it's almost like his gaze was locked on you and only you can be seen and heard, and also can be the only one to break that lovesick gaze.

“right, so you, just want my attention, hm?” oh, how all his regrets on confessing his feelings to those freshmen's haved all been slipped away after you said those words.

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wonhosmistress · 11 days

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S. Changbin x gn!Reader

Seo Changbin x (Chronically Ill) gn!Reader / Fluff

A/N: I was actually going to write something way different than this then I had a convo with an acquaintance and wrote the opposite. Also, this was inspired by my love and his kind words and so I dedicate this to him @almightyddeonghwa he’s the reason why I started writing again✨

Changbin the type who would cuddle with you early in the morning after you wake up keeping you from getting up and slipping away from him, so he’d hold onto to your arm and lay his head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat because it’s comforting to him. Changbin hums lowly as he closes his eyes to embrace the moment that he’s surrounded by and allow him to stop time even if it’s just for a couple of minutes.

Changbin the type to ask you what you want to eat for lunch so he can make it for you because he’s aware of how little spoons you woke up with today and because you both spent most of your morning cuddling in bed. Mostly him comforting you about the way that your feel/symptoms, letting you know that it’s going to be okay. Changbin is here for you and he’s not going anywhere because that’s how much he loves you.

Changbin the type who would notice that you’re not feeling well and would make you tea, bring your favorite snacks/candy and your medicine without you needing to tell him. Changbin the type feel his heart ache witnessing you throw up as he ties your hair back and rubbing your back telling you softly to let it all out because you’ll feel much better. Changbin knowing damn well how much you hate feeling so sick and having a relapse every other couple of weeks, wishing he could do more but being there for you is more than enough when you need it.

Changbin the type that after relaxing with you for a couple of hours and making sure you drank your tea to soothe your inflamed throat would let you know that you need some fresh air. You’d agree and both of you walk towards the beach, finding it empty and sitting down not caring if sand gets on y’alls clothes. You lay your head down on his thigh as your body rests on sand. Both of you looking out towards the ocean as the waves crash, Changbin looks down and smiles at you as he brush his fingers through your hair watching intently as your eyes close in a state of relaxation.

#skz imagines #skz fluff #skz stay #changbin x reader #changbin x gn reader #seo changbin #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagine #stray kids fluff #kpop x gn reader #kpop fluff

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mixtape127 · 15 days

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i dream about you and i ☆

taeyong x gn reader

genre : fluff, non idol au, college kinda au

summary : confessing your feelings is one thing, but the feeling in your stomach is another.

warnings : strong language, mention of panic and anxiety but really slightly because reader is confessing, cuteness overload, no caps, reader smokes and is def simping on sleepy taeyong, not really proofread but i hope there are no errors tho

words : 1k

notes : sorry english isn't my native language so i did my best !! taeyong is leaving for military soon and i can't handle it, so i'm coping with cute content. hope you enjoy ♡ lmk if a part 2 is needed !

the weight of my emotions had been suffocating me for too long, i couldn't bear the burden any longer and finally decided to do it; to confess my feelings. the mere thought of it sent shivers down my spine. my stomach was in knots, and i couldn't tell if the sensation was caused by a swarm of butterflies or my organs colliding against each other. it's a nerve-wracking experience, but i hoped that it would be worth it in the end.

my feet led me to his building. hopefully, his roommate won't be there. i can't imagine the scene and i'm almost sure i would run away if Doyoung opened the door.

i have already smoked three cigarettes in the last 15 minutes.

my heart was pounding so hard that i could feel it in my throat as I looked up at the darkened building in front of me. the streetlights cast a golden glow, painting the surrounding area in a sickly yellow hue. i squinted, trying to make out any signs of life or activity in his apartment, but all i could see was darkness. i know it's 9pm, but come on, don't tell me he's sleeping.

hoping that he is not asleep, i throw away my cigarette and head towards the main entrance. i climb the stairs one by one, my brain emptying little by little with each step. i thought of using the elevator, but i'm almost convinced it would fill the emptiness in my head since there was no music playing in there.

as i walked down the hallway, only hearing the sound of my footsteps echoing on the walls, the nerves in my stomach churned. before i knew it, i was standing in front of his door. my hand trembled slightly as it rose to knock, but i managed to keep it steady. come on y/n.

i knocked my knuckles against the wood apprehensively, but there was no answer. after a few moments of hesitation, i decided to ring the doorbell, hoping that he would hear it and come to the door. i pressed the button lightly, waiting anxiously for a response. and then i realised. he's probably going to open the door, and after that, there is no going back.

i feel like time is dragging on and minutes feel like hours. i even consider turning back, he's probably sleeping or just not there.

as i breathe out and adjust my jacket, the door cracks open, and the apartment is engulfed in darkness. the light from the corridor reveals a slightly disheveled Taeyong, with swollen eyes, indicating that he was probably sleeping. i can't help but think how beautiful he looks.

"y/n? what are you doing here at this hour?" he said in a voice slightly broken by tiredness.

my heart accelerates. "come on, it's not that late, were you sleeping? did i wake you up?"

he shrugged his shoulders. "i was just taking a nap" his fingers fidget with the door he's holding. "but you're making me worried, what's the matter? a problem with Doyoung ?"

no Taeyong, your roommate is not the problem...

i swallow hard, my own thoughts getting stuck in my throat. i feel like a thousand waves of feelings are overflowing my brain. “i have something to tell you but it can wait until tomorrow if you're sleep-..”

what am i even saying? i got up from my comfortable bed, walked over here, and woke him up to tell him that it could wait until tomorrow? love is making me act up for real.

"you've already woken me up, so come in." he smiles. that cute smile. that damn smile.

i come in and put my jacket next to the sofa. Taeyong turns on the little light next to the tv, scratching his head right after, not hiding the loud yawn that escapes from his lips. his t-shirt and shorts whose colours are matched as usual, his lips pouting slightly, his small eyes. i'm down bad.

“tell me everything, do you want something to drink?”

i nod. "it'll be fine ! it won't last long... i..."

all of a sudden, i feel like my saliva is stuck, and i almost choke. Taeyong shoots me a concerned look. "hey, y/n, are you okay? i'm really worried. i feel like you're about to confess to me that you've committed a crime, and i have to help you cover it up." he chuckles.

i take a deep breath and shake my head. my hands are folded together and i'm playing with my thumb anxiously. i stare at my socks as if they could magically give me courage. the reason why i want to confess my feelings to him is because i've grown tired of constantly doubting myself. since this summer - and now that we're in winter - i've been thinking about him non-stop. his smile, his voice, the way he could talk about his fishes all day, or his new shoes and hats, and the way he laughs - everything about him makes me madly in love.

because if he rejects me, i can finally move on.

"Taeyong, i'll get straight to the point. i like you. i have had feelings for you since this summer. i fell in love with you, even though the word seems strong to me and i almost never use it. but that's the case. i know that coming to your place at this hour to tell you this is crazy, but i didn't really think about it that much and just followed my gut. gosh, it sounds so lame..." i smack my forehead, closing my eyes.

all my limbs begin to tremble.

a long silence settles in.

and my breathing jerks.

i keep my eyes closed anxiously.

"so, you... like me?"

his voice echoes softly in the room. i nod slowly, still unable to look him in the eyes.

all i hear is a scoff, followed by his cute laugh. i can't tell if he's genuinely laughing so hard that air gets stuck in his throat or if he's suffocating.

"i was planning on telling you on tuesday after class that i like you." he said with an amused voice.

my eyes widen this time.

"you what ?..."

"i like you."

he smiles.

holy shit.

#taeyong x reader #taeyong x gn reader #taeyong #kpop #nct #the brainrot is real #nct 127 #taeyong lee #taeyong x y/n #kpop x reader #kpop x gn reader #taeyong i'll miss you #fluff #nct fluff #taeyong fluff #too soft to handle for me tbh

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dreamandback · 10 days

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HE'S KINDA HOT THOUGH (huang renjun)

HE WON'T GET OUT OF MY HEAD

synopsis: although your late-night shifts were boring, the alone time was nice. but once renjun starts working them with you... well, that changes things, doesn't it?

genre: fluff, coworkers to lovers, non idol!au

warnings: renjun x gn!reader, coworker/wingman!haechan, mentions manager!taeil, mentions food/drinks, convenience store setting, reader is down bad, brief misunderstandings and insecurity, a kiss, a little sappy lol

word count: 1,797

author's note: this was barely proofread and was written in like 3 hours, pls excuse any typos 🙏 comments and reblogs are heavily appreciated and encouraged!

the corner store you worked at wasn’t well known, it was a hole in the wall that only a few people went to at night. it was mostly people buying snacks for midnight study sessions, or the occasional third shift worker picking up something for the ride home. you were often the only one there. your manager taeil, bless his sweet heart, hated that you were alone.

when your boss said he was holding interviews, you didn’t think much of it. probably just some high schoolers who needed pocket money, or struggling college students. either way, you didn’t think they’d stay long once they realized how empty the store always was. however, you didn’t mind if it was slow. it gave you time to yourself, and you took the time to daydream.

the week after taeil held the interviews was stressful, as you didn’t want to work with anyone new. but with no one new joining the night shifts, you relaxed a little. but the next week, haechan, the shift before yours, was talking to someone as you entered the back. at first, you thought maybe taeil was checking on you both and the store. but as you got to the employee room, and the voices became clearer, you knew that wasn’t the case.

pushing the cracked door open, your eyes were immediately drawn to the owner of the new voice. he was pretty. too pretty to be working in this rundown corner store. his hair was two-toned, the top layer black with the beneath bleached blonde. he had the prettiest boba eyes, his pale pink lips pouted as he asked a question. when he moved his hands to hips, you realized he made the ugly uniform vest look good, somehow.

you let the door close behind you, the sound of the metal frame rattling in the wall made the guy jump. his honey eyes darted to you, soft lips splitting into a grin when he met your gaze. you forced down the heat rising in your cheeks when haechan looked over to you, smiling brightly as he beckoned you over. you did so reluctantly, shrinking in on yourself when the brunette wrapped his arm around your waist.

“this is y/n, they’re the usual night shift worker! y/n, this is renjun, you’ll be working the night shift together from now on.” haechan said warmly, though his eyes held a mischievous glint to them when he caught bashfulness of your own. you ignored the jab of his finger in your side, instead sticking your hand out with a nervous smile. “it’s nice to meet you, renjun.” you said, trying to be pleasant.

renjun’s grin grew wider, smushing his eyes into his cheeks and turning them into crescents. he took your hand, shaking it twice. “it’s nice to meet you too, y/n. i hope you’ll take care of me.” he said back, his voice filling your head like the softest of clouds. when your hands dropped, and haechan took his arm away from your waist to show renjun around, you watched them go.

dumbly, you moved to stare at your hand as their voices faded slightly. you felt that lingering heat rise in your face, again. his hands were so soft.

it had been almost a month since renjun started working late shifts with you, and every night, you felt your heart race a little faster for him. whether it be from the sweet smile he’d send you over crates of snacks he was putting away, or how he’d hold the back room’s door open for you so you didn’t drop what you were carrying.

maybe it was the way he’d hang by the entrance, waiting for you to lock up so he could walk you home. or how he’d bring you coffee, telling you he stopped along the way when you knew for a fact there wasn’t a coffee place on the way there. it could’ve been the way he let his fingers linger a little too long when handing you something, or the way he’d let his hands hover over your waist when you stumbled.

maybe it was everything all at once. but whatever it was, whenever it started, you couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment you started to fall for huang renjun. the alone time you used to use for daydreaming, planning activities you knew you’d never start, or winning fake arguments in your head slowly evolved into thinking about renjun. they turned into thoughts of what it would be like to hold his hand just once, just for a moment.

they turned into thoughts of what it would be like to get coffee with him on a rainy night after your shifts ended, tucked into a corner booth while you snuck glances at each other. you thought about him while lying in bed at night, the city alive outside your window. you thought about how nice it’d be, to be snuggled up against his chest, listening to his heartbeat while moonlight streamed in through the curtains.

you thought about bringing him to your secret place, the rooftop garden of your building. you thought about how pretty he’d look with the glowing seoul lights against his skin, how pretty he’d look in casual clothes as you basked in each other’s presence. how pretty he’d look while you watched the world turn beneath you, all the people moving below at the speed of light while your lives blended, walking together in slow motion.

you thought about all that could be, whether he was there with you in the store or not. haechan could only watch as you opened your mouth to blurt out your feelings, only to shut down again and close in on yourself. he sighed at the confusion on renjun’s face when you shook your head, saying a halfhearted never mind when he questioned you.

eventually, when you had arrived early for a shift, haechan pulled into the stock room. when you shot him a frazzled look, he sighed. “y/n… you know i love you, right?” haechan said earnestly as he gripped your shoulders and you only nodded, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“do you need me to kill someone with you or something?” you asked seriously, concern increasing on your face. haechan raised a brow at you. “what?” he blinked at you before shaking his head. “no, no. what i do need you to do, is confess to renjun before i do it for you.” the brunette stated, shaking you gently.

you stared at him, blinking once, twice, before your eyes widened. “what?!” you blanched, voice cracking as you gripped his forearms. “what do mean, confess to him?” you hissed, eyes darting between haechan and the door to the front of the store. “i can’t do that! look at me!” haechan frowned at your panicked tone, moving his hands to grip your steadily heating cheeks.

“hey,” he spoke gently, smiling softly when your wide eyes met his. “you’re great. you’re sweet, you’re kind, you have so much to give. you’re my best friend, remember? would i ever lie to you?” haechan soothed you, letting you ponder. when you gave him a pointed look, he rolled his eyes. “okay, that was one time, and it was funny!” the brunette said, moving one of his hands to point at you accusingly.

“my point is,” haechan started. “if he doesn’t like you back, then that’s his loss, alright?” he forced you to meet his gaze. when you pouted at him, he knew he had won. “okay… you win.” you admitted, sighing defeatedly. haechan grinned triumphantly, squeezing your face in his hands. “i always do.” he chirped smugly, laughing when you punched him.

“anyway,” he continued. “if he does reject you, not that he would, we can order takeout. on me.” he grinned, making a show of crossing his heart. you nudged him, a thankful smile pulling at your lips. after hugging him, you walked back into the front together. when you saw renjun manning the register, you froze while haechan continued forward.

he waved to renjun as he walked out the front door, the little bell the only sound in the store beside the refrigerator hum. clearing your throat, you walked behind the counter, grabbing your vest from beneath it. renjun gave you a timid smile when you caught his eye, and you wondered why he was acting differently.

“you okay?” you asked quietly, even though it was only the two of you in the store. he jumped a little, shoulders rising to his ears. he looked at you before darting his eyes away quickly. “yeah, i’m okay. you?” he said, clearing his throat. “i’m good.” you replied, eyeing him suspiciously. renjun cringed at your expression, before turning to you.

he opened his mouth before hesitating, nervously licking his lips. “i, uh, i heard you and haechan talking.” he winced when you raised an eyebrow at him. “i didn’t hear all of it if that’s what you’re worried about!” he rushed out, his cheeks flushing red. “i just wanted to say congratulations… i didn’t know you and haechan were a thing.” renjun said, offering you a weak smile.

you stared blankly at him for a minute or two, oblivious to the fact that he was sweating bullets the longer your silence continued. “renjun.” you finally said, hiding your amusement when he looked at you like he was a child being scolded. “me and haechan aren’t together.” your words were laced with a poorly hidden laugh, watching his face bloom with scarlet.

“you… you’re not?” he asked, scratching the back of his head in confusion. “no, silly.” you said, allowing yourself to let out a chuckle. “we were talking about the guy i like.” you said with an impish smile, watching his eyes sadden. “oh! well, i-i hope it all goes well.” he said, smiling to cover up the way his heart tightened.

“mhm,” you hummed, stepping closer to him. “he’s this guy i work with,” you said, biting back your smile when his head whipped up. “he’s cute, has a sweet voice, always brings me coffee and refuses to let me pay him back.” you rolled your eyes with a smile, watching his eyes brighten as a smile grew on his lips.

“and i was hoping to ask him out today… do you think he’ll say yes?” you teased, taking his hands into yours, and swinging them gently. renjun’s smile was the biggest you’d ever seen it, face rosy with happiness as his grip tightened around your fingers. “i think he’ll definitely say yes. and if he doesn’t, he’s the biggest idiot in the world.” renjun breathed out airily, breath stuttering in his chest when you leaned in to press a sweet kiss to his lips.

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antiromanticloverboy · 1 year

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txt reaction to you asking to suck them off for the first time.

txt x gn reader

[note: i'm only writing smut for the choi line in txt. i don't feel comfy writing smut for huening kai and taehyun.]

☾ Choi Yeonjun

He pauses with his lips against the skin of your neck, unsure if he heard what he thinks he heard. He pulls back to look at you and asks you to say it again.

“I want to suck your cock,” you say, looking into his eyes, voice raw with desire. He kisses your nose, your lips, your cheek.

His warm breath tickles your ear as he says, “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

You get on your knees and undo his jeans, looking up at him with adoration. It’s taking all of his will power to remain calm. His breath gets caught in his throat when he feels your tongue taste him for the first time.

He lifts a hand to your face, his thumb caressing your jaw. He closes his eyes when you take him into your mouth. His heart is beating so hard, he thinks it’ll kill him, and goddamn, what a way to go.

☾ Choi Soobin

Soobin licks your release from his lips as he makes his way back up your body. He grins to himself at the blissed out smile on your face. This is everything he wants. You panting beneath him, happy and content because he made you feel so damn good. He kisses your neck softly, and you ask him if you can suck him off.

His eyes widen and his cheeks dimple with his smile.

“You sure you want to?” He asks, just to be sure. “You don’t have to.”

You nod, brushing his hair out if his face.

“Please, Bin?” Electricity travels the length of his spine. “Please let me suck your cock. Want it so bad.”

He would never deny you when you ask so sweetly. He sits back on his calves and pulls you up with him. He gives you a languorous kiss, trying to impress upon your body that there is no pressure and you can stop at anytime.

You push him onto his back and pull his joggers down just enough. When your lips touch the tip of his dick, he shivers with pleasure. You’re absolutely perfect to him.

☾ Choi Beomgyu

Beomgyu wakes up with you in his arms, your back pressed to his chest, and he can’t imagine anything better than this. He hugs you tighter and you wish him good morning.

“Mm, didn’t realize you’re awake.” He kisses the back of your neck.

“Mhm,” you agree. You feel his morning wood against your ass and and chuckle.

“What’s funny?” He asks.

You reach behind you and take him in hand, “You’re hard.”

“Think that’s funny?” He says, nipping your ear and rolling onto his back, pulling you with him. “Gonna help me out with it?”

You know he’s joking, but you answer honestly, glancing at him over your shoulder, “Mhm, wanna suck you off.”

He quirks an eyebrow, “Seriously?”

You roll over and straddle him, sticking your hand down his pants, “Please, Gyu?”

He's quiet for a moment and you kiss his chest and stomach before looking up at him again.

“You can do whatever you want with me,” he grins, brushing your hair back.

You kiss his hip and pull his shorts down.

When your tongue touches his cock, he moans.

“God, you’re the best,” he chuckles breathlessly.

And he fucking means it.

#txt x gn reader #txt imagines #txt reactions #txt drabbles #txt fics #txt smut #kpop smut #kpop drabbles #kpop reactions #kpop imagines #kpop fics #kpop x gn reader #choi yeonjun #choi soobin #choi beomgyu #txt

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mazeinthemiroh · 10 months

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the beauty of boxes.

genre: hurt / comfort, fluff

word count: 0.9k

warnings: references to anxiety

synopsis: mingi comforts his partner who has anxiety when moving into a new house. and he has a clever way of bringing a bit of joy back into your busy life.

please like and reblog if you enjoy <;3

You stay, staring at the empty wall in front of you, unmoving and not blinking. There was an uncertainty in your breathing that Mingi caught onto straight away. He said nothing.

The silence felt like the usual, regular buzz of nothingness. It was supposed to be peaceful, but you found little contentment in your thoughts.

Sighing, you gazed around at the boxes stacked all around you. Some empty, some full. Boxes and boxes of your stuff, his stuff, just... stuff. And too much of it. You wanted it all to be gone. To go away. It was too much for you to sort. There was too much for you to do. And so little time. You had all this work that needed to be sorted ou-

"Penny for your thoughts?"

The chipper voice of Mingi broke you from your internal hurricane, but only momentarily. You dare not look at him, for fear that you would break.

"I just can't."

Mingi frowned. He understood. He knew all too well what you meant. There was just too much going on in your life to be dealing with, and you were trying to juggle a lot of things. Moving was never easy, and trying to balance your life outside of yourself compared with sorting out the inside of your house, it felt like you were just shifting from one difficulty to the next. Nowhere was peaceful because there was always something to do. Everything in its perfect nook and cranny. That's what it should've been. But the motivation to unpack and resemble your life all over again felt too much.

"I know, I know," Mingi reached out, hesitantly, at first, to touch your arm in aid of soothing your crying soul. "But we're doing this together. You're not alone."

You rolled your eyes at his cheesy line, shaking your head and giving him a mere small, sad smile. Mingi didn't want that to be the only smile he got to see today.

Mingi's brain worked at tremendous speed, and suddenly he had an idea. And amazing, brilliant, wonderful idea, just as all of Mingi's ideas were.

"Come on," his excited voice trailed off as he leapt to his feet, getting to work on his genius thoughts. Your sad expression turned into a quizzical one as you watched your boyfriend scurry around like an excitable puppy. What was he doing?

He grabbed the stack of empty boxes, one by one, tucking them underneath his big arms as his eyes moved about the room. He placed them down on the floor beside each other, before stacking them into what he thought was a cohesive shape, and kept going in that same manner.

"You gonna help me?"

"You gonna tell me what you're doing?" You retorted, the intrigue starting to shift away your anxiety.

"I'm making a fort, obviously!" Mingi exclaimed, starting to grab some blankets.

You started to grin as you watched your boyfriend throw a blanket over the towered empty boxes to make a tent-like roof for the fort. You grabbed some pillow and a plushie, very necessary items for any fort, and tucked them underneath.

"After you," he said, motioning towards the entrance of the small, poorly made fort. You smiled and obliged, shuffling your body into the fort, and Mingi following you.

You both chuckled as you tried to get as comfortable as possible, both wriggling in the cosy space you had to share and both turning on your side to face each other.

When the laughing had stopped, and you both gazed into each others' eyes in the same loving way you usually would, there was a moment of softness. Quietness. Everything felt a little better. You could breathe with ease, for now.

"Hey," Mingi's low voice sounded, "I know it's hard figuring these things out. And I know that moving in has taken longer than you would've liked. But I'm with you. And you're a very capable person. You've come this far, you can face anything."

Your smile was small but it was no longer sad. As your head sank into the pillow beneath it, you wondered what you had done to deserve such an amazing boyfriend.

"Thank you," you whispered, "you make things so much easier, you know?"

Mingi gave you a bright smile, his hand skimming your waistline to trace little shapes on your clothed skin.

"And hey, if things get too much for you when I'm not here, you can always hide away in this fort until I get back!"

You laughed at Mingi's humorous reasoning, giving him a light whack on the arm. If only life was that simple.

"I hate to break it to you, but we will probably have to dissemble it tomorrow to sort out the rest of the boxes and stuff," you winced, hating to be the bearer of bad news. Mingi nodded, "Yeah, but then we can always rebuild it."

Adulthood just seemed too much. Why can't we all just hide away in a childishly little fort and forget the world isn't there? What was the harm in that?

You both stayed in your little, haphazard home, sharing stories and thoughts and speculations of life. No more heavy talk of anxiety and dread. Just good things. Light things. And there was something beautiful in the simplicity of the box fort you two had created together.

But it's something you could share. Even if it was momentary, it was yours. At that made you think that maybe, just maybe, things were going to be okay after all.

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