#lee jihoon royal au

[kimingyuslover]

WOOZI FIC RECS

of boobs and bases until dilf!jihoon belongs to @rubyreduji

of boobs and bases (smut, fluff, rockstar!reader)

summary: jihoon gets to meet his favorite rockstar, things only go up from there

jihoon's puppy (angst, fluff, college!au)

summary: jihoon can’t seem to shake the puppy dog who keeps following him around or the teasing he gets for it

my puppy (smut, additional pt. 2 of jihoon's puppy)

summary: jihoon takes care of his puppy

sink your teeth into my neck (smut, vampire!jihoon)

➥ you and jihoon make sure to take care of each other, always giving what the other needs

mr. lee's wingsmen (fluff, coworker!au)

➥ jihoon is convinced his co-worker doesn’t like him back, his students aren’t as convinced

standing guard of my heart (fluff, royalty au, it’s not enemies to lovers but jihoon doesn’t like reader to begin with)

➥ after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart

➥ a knight's devotion (smut extra, 2.7k)

woozi as ceo (smut) pt. 2

she got the ruby (smut)

summary: you try a new shade of lipstick

dilf!jihoon (smut)

yearning by @jihoonotes (smau, angst, fluff, humor)

synopsis: for yn it was love at first sight, but for jihoon it was annoyed at first sight..

no nut november by @taeyegu (humor, sexual themes/innuendos, emotionally constipated jihoon and y/n)

summary — no nut november should be a piece of cake for jihoon. he easily has the most self-control out of all his members. that and the fact that he's the only one without a significant other.

catch me by @viastro (best friends to strangers to lovers!au (kinda?), spiderman!woozi, action, angst, some suspense, some fluff, some humor)

ミ☆ synopsis: jihoon didn’t want any weaknesses, he couldn’t afford to have any. that’s why he ended your guys friendship. he couldn’t risk your life because of how dangerous his lifestyle is, but everything seems to crumble the moment he saves you for the first time.

don't sweat it by @miraclewoozi (smut, fluff, gym crush!au, strangers to lovers!au, kinda idiots to lovers!au)

Today — the first time in a small forever that he forgot to check the battery on his earphones (and subsequently had them die on him mid-workout) — Jihoon is forced to notice you.

gymrat boyfriend by @dirtysvthoughts (smut, ft. wonwoo)

Spotted : woozi at couples therapy!? by @mphountitled (smut)

Synopsis: A kink confession in couple's therapy might just save your relationship

ceo husband!woozi by @bluejeanstrash (smut, fluff)

elevator by @wongyuuu (angst, soulmate!au, this fic is when i tell you i cried in a decent amount)

sumary: in a world where soulmates exists, jihoon is faced with difficult decisions

gym crush!jihoon by @svtswhorehouse (smut)

[wooyoong]

🌼 freya's recent svt reads (& recs)

disclaimer : these are my RECENT reads, and i haven't added some of my old reads! also i have tried to add atleast one for each member to the list hehe (except jihoon he has two)

note : fic titles labelled with a * mark are series. minors please stay away, strictly. almost all fics here are 18+ !!

— also, i am @angelwoozi 😭 incase you wanted to check out my writing blog then.

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

* yours, but not yours by @gyukult (fake dating au, 18+)

when a nice guy gets too overbearing, you’re stuck with the option of having a fake boyfriend.

YOON JEONGHAN

Jeonghan's Guide to Insurance Fraud (And Falling In Love) by @starsstuddedsky (f2l, fake dating au)

your best friend offers a way for you to get your wisdom teeth removed without going into debt. the only catch? you can’t fall in love

HONG JISOO

Plush by @bitchlessdino (est relationship, 18+)

soft joshua cockwarming drabble, with love and yearning.

WEN JUNHUI

Love, Actually by @haet-sal (single dad, boss jun, kind of infidelity au, 18+)

You’re the wide-eyed, clueless-but-on-top secretary to Wen Junhui, and it all starts, with one new year’s kiss… well, new year’s fuck.

Mr. Wen likes you. It should have been obvious, whenever he seemed to forgive your inadequate work ethics and frequent unfailing mishaps, and how much he trusted you, no matter how many mistakes you made, how much he hated hearing about your life with your boyfriend… and what kind of boss goes shopping for their employee, privately, anyway?

KWON SOONYOUNG

i don't understand but i love you by @hvcmixtape (est relationship)

soonyoung has only been the kindest and most gentle husband. sometimes you feel like you're floating on the stars, and sometimes you feel like you've just jumped into the most romantic book.

JEON WONWOO

rich girl by @blushnote (rich girl x street punk wonwoo, 18+)

wonwoo likes to call you a rich girl, and you hate it because it’s true. in fact, you hate a lot of things: your friends, your parent’s attitude, the way your life is supposed to be perfect even though you’re miserable. not much makes you happy, except for a punk boy who you can’t even be with.

LEE JIHOON

You Make Me Breathe by @hwanghyunjinenthusiast (hanahaki au)

Jihoon is utterly in love with you. Too bad you're into his friend Soonyoung, and he's too much of a coward to ever tell you how he feels. He's happy to take his feelings to the grave but soon finds that his body doesn't agree with his decision.

* As a Matter of Fact by @starsstuddedsky (co-workers to lovers, fake dating au)

when you're caught in a simple lie, the best solution? dig in your heels and stick to your guns until everything inevitably goes wrong and everyone gets hurt

LEE SEOKMIN

(Not) A Gentleman by @wonusite (est relationship, 18+)

Your boyfriend is the sweetest man alive—a perfect gentleman. However, you’re determined to show him that he doesn’t always have to be a gentleman.

KIM MINGYU

Good Dad, Better Daddy by @bitchlessdino (dilf au, bestfriend's dad mingyu, 18+)

you were hesitant when your friend said you should just stay at her house for the summer, especially knowing you can barely contain yourself with her hot dad around as well as the thought of not getting caught.

XU MINGHAO

at dawn by @sluttyminghao (domestic au, est relationship, 18+)

domestic sex with boyfriend minghao!

BOO SEUNGKWAN

pussy sport by @duhnova (fwb au, 18+)

leave it up to boo seungkwan to almost suffocate between your thighs, eat you out till you’re crying, and to figure out a new kink of his.

CHWE HANSOL

You Get Me So High by @cheolhub (f2l, 18+)

smoking with your best friend (who you totally don’t have a crush on) is super fun till all you can think about is him… well, doing him, to be more specific.

LEE CHAN

promise ring by @lovelyhan (royalty au, f2l, 18+)

no one would've guessed that the daughter of the town’s royal mage has a soft spot for the clumsiest fire elemental in the entire realm. but when the crown prince suddenly asks for your hand in marriage, you're forced to consider how you feel about a certain lee jung chan a lot more seriously.

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[rubyreduji]

(🎤) — most popular, (🎸) — personal favorite

other masterlists

★ my heart has gone to you

➥ series (completed), 42.1k, smut, angst ➥ for the record you and jihoon are NOT friends with benefits. your relationship goes way deeper than that. 

★ eat your young 🎸

➥ series (on going), angst, fluff ➥ you’re prepared to survive the hunger games, what you’re not prepared for is for lee jihoon to be in the arena with you

★ a producer's studio

➥ 5.4k, smut ➥ when you meet jihoon at age 15 he fills your stomach with butterflies. now at age 25 you find that sometimes things never change.

★ french fries and first times

➥ 4.2k, smut ➥ you're a call girl and your newest clint is a virgin

★ sink your teeth into my neck

➥ 2.4k, smut, vampire!jihoon ➥ you and jihoon make sure to take care of each other, always giving what the other needs

★ what you don't know

➥ 4.3k, angst w/ a happy ending ➥ what jihoon doesn't know, won't kill him

★ mr. lee's wingmen 🎸

➥ 2.1k, fluff ➥ jihoon is convinced his co-worker doesn’t like him back, his students aren’t as convinced

★ standing guard of my heart 🎸

➥ 14.0k, fluff ➥ after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart ➥ a knight's devotion (smut extra, 2.7k)

★ back day

➥ 1.5k, smut ➥ you and jihoon work out together, and nothing inappropriate happens

★ music to my ears

➥ 1.7k, smut ➥ the walls in jihoon’s apartment are a little too thin, but maybe that’s not a bad thing

★ boyfriends

➥ 5.6k, fluff, ft. soonyoung ➥ you ask your producer out. too bad he already has a boyfriend, or is it?

★ reading and doing

➥ 2.3k, smut ➥ jihoon catches you reading fanfic about him

★ wedding crashers

➥ 2.7k, fluff ➥ your ex-boyfriend is getting married. you crash his wedding with your best friend

★ of boobs and bases 🎸

➥ 13.3k, smut ➥ jihoon gets to meet his favorite rockstar, things only go up from there

★ boyfie

➥ smau one-shot, fluff ➥ you might most definitely have the most perfect boyfie ever

★ timeless 🎸

➥ 10.3k, fluff, romance ➥  you’ve just met jihoon, yet something about him feels familiar

★ the witches in the woods

➥ 1.7k, fluff, witch!au ➥ being a witch and a witch hunter is not always the easier, having to keep your two identities separate, but it’s the job you have to do to keep from your crush finding out

★ ahegao and arousal

➥ 3.6k, smut ➥ jihoon just wanted to have a nice night watching anime with you, how was he supposed to know the show he picked was a hentai?

jihoon x nude model reader (smut)

ceo woozi x employee reader (smut)

ceo woozi x employee reader pt. 2 (smut)

sitting in woozi’s lap (fluff)

she got the ruby (smut)

nsfw woozi thoughts (smut)

passenger princess jihoon (fluff)

dilf jihoon x daughter’s best friend reader (smut)

childhood best friends to lovers (fluff)

street racer thoughts (smut)

street racer thoughts 2 (smut)

blue hoodie woozi excerpt (fluff)

dating idol woozi (fluff)

nipple piercing sub!woozi (smut)

[idyllic-ghost]

CONGRATS ON 2K!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 in celebration i am here to humbly request an angsty blurb for the following: woozi + fantasy au + "i had a dream about you" + "what do you mean you're not supposed to make it out alive?" (or if you are more inspired to write for a different svt member that's fine too i love them all 💜)

a/n: THANK YOU SAVV !! it's so scary that you picked my favorite things, can you read my mind ??? also- i had so much trouble keeping this a blurb, but i tried my best !!

title: one final moment

pairing: king!woozi x elf!reader

warnings: death, gender neutral reader but leaning masc, angst, forbidden love-ish

word count: 1.6k

join in on the celebration!

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

The water was cool around your legs as you waded through the brook. Although there were rocks that you could walk over instead, you knew it would be reckless - the stones were covered in greenery and had gotten slippery from the water. You stopped right in front of the edge of the other side of the brook. The body of water was the only thing dividing two kingdoms - that of humans and elves. Looking back to your side of the stream, you could tell elves were watching over you between the trees.

Turning back to where you were going, you finally took the step across kingdom lines. As if on cue, out of the trees arrived the king on his white horse. You smiled and straightened out your clothes - a traditional royal robe from your elven kingdom.

"Hello, your majesty," you greeted.

Lee Jihoon got off his horse and approached you with haste, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he had gotten close enough. You stumbled back with a soft laugh but stood steady on your feet. His comforting scent filled your nose, and your hands tangled themselves in his long, black hair. Closing your eyes, you let relaxation take over you. You were glad that the guards you had brought with you knew when to keep quiet.

"I've missed you," Jihoon murmured in the crook of your neck, "So much."

You didn't respond, but he knew you felt the same way from the way you placed a kiss on his temple. The king was notoriously a lonesome wolf, at least to his people. He never married or got an heir - he never followed the steps that had been laid out for him. It didn't seem to matter, the people loved him anyway. He was a righteous king.

"I had a dream about you," you whispered, "And you must listen closely."

Everyone in your kingdom, every last elf, had some sort of power. Whether that'd be an elemental power or darker magic, everyone was born with something. You had foretelling dreams and used them frequently - you didn't get all of the contexts, and you couldn't decide what your vision would be about. However, whenever you did get a dream, you acted on it.

"I know that you have called a meeting of the kingdoms. I need you to send an invitation to my kingdom as well- I know that our countries don't-"

"Consider it done, my love." Jihoon let go of you to look at you properly.

His hand cupped your cheek and, by the way he was looking at you, it felt impossible to look away from his eyes. You hadn't gotten to finish your sentence, but now all of your words were lost. Tears flooded in your eyes at the thought of the foreboding nightmare, and you hid your face in his chest to run away from the images you had seen.

"I wonder if you'd be so sure if you knew what would happen," you sniffled.

"Then tell me."

"You know I can't." You looked back up at him. "But it has to happen, and I must be there for you."

"Fine," he sighed, "I trust you."

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Seeing the inside of Jihoon's castle for the first time was not what you had expected. The decor did not match the man at all, and it left you feeling on edge - although it was unsure if that was because you knew what was to come.

You walked with your head high, knowing that everyone was staring. If you just closed your eyes, you could dream yourself back to the forest. In your heart, you knew that you didn't have to do this - but you couldn't even force yourself to leave. This had to be done, or you could never forgive yourself.

Jihoon greeted each royal attending himself, looking everyone in the eye and welcoming them with a warm yet stern smile. You were the last to join him in the hall. He grabbed your hand, his warm skin sending shivers down your spine when it touched yours. When he looked into your eyes, you never wanted to look away.

"Thank you for coming." Was all he said.

"Thank you for having me." Was all you answered.

You didn't have to say more. When you saw how he looked at you, you already knew all that he wanted to do. Squeezing his hand, you finally let go and went to your seat. Everything was as it should be, as you remembered from your dream.

The night went on, you talked and ate and laughed. All in a very superficial, polite way. Even if you wanted to, you were too nervous to act normally and enjoy yourself. On top of that, you found yourself avoiding Jihoon - but when you saw him sneak out of the room, while the rest were busy with poorly handling their ale, you followed him - which he quickly noticed.

He had hidden away in the garden. While there was only a door separating you from the others, an open door at that, it felt as if you could live in your bubble for a moment. You sat down on the bench beside him. In your dream he had been sitting alone, so you knew to keep him company now.

"You look striking tonight, your highness," he said and grasped your hand in his.

"You look quite handsome as well, your majesty." You smiled knowingly at him.

Jihoon intertwined his fingers with yours, seemingly building up the courage to say something. You looked around you, before bringing his hand to your lips and kissing the back of it. A small act of affection that left the king's ears burning red.

"I'm glad I invited you tonight," he said, "You haven't been bothered by anyone here yet, have you?"

"Not just yet." You shook your head.

He looked at you as if he wanted to say something more, to question your somber expression or the way you kept squeezing his hand harder and harder. However, he never did.

"This is for the better," you hummed, "You'll understand later on, but... if anyone's supposed to make it out of here alive, it's not me."

"What do you mean you're not supposed to make it out of here alive?" he was quick to ask.

"Just a moment, my love," you whispered, for if you spoke any louder you feared it would come out as a sob, "Just let me have a moment with you where we're not of any importance to anyone but ourselves."

Jihoon watched you with horror as you leaned your body against his. Nevertheless, he put his emotions to the side for you - putting his hand on your back and bringing you in even closer. You felt his tears fall on your shoulder - even he knew that there was nothing he could do, not when you had put your stubborn mind to it and especially not when it was fate.

"Why would you do this for me?" he mumbled.

"You're the king, I'm nothing but an ambassador on the royal court," you chuckled and looked at him again with teary eyes, "At least, that's the simple answer. Words cannot describe my feelings for you, your majesty, they would not do you justice."

He cupped your face in the palms of his hands and wiped away tears that you never realized you had wept. If anyone were to be with you the moment that your life on Earth ended, it would be him - you were happy it was you and the king.

"I love you, you stupid bastard." Jihoon laughed through his tears. "Why do you use fate against me in this way?"

"Don't loathe fate, my love," you murmured, "It's what brought us together."

The clocks rang from the bell tower on the other side of the castle - and you leaned in to give him one last kiss. After pulling away, you reached around your neck and took off your necklace. A pendant with the stone you were given after your birth - a protective gem. As you reached over him and tied the necklace around his neck, you felt something sharp shoot into your back. Your body had shielded his at just the right moment. The poison arrow had settled just below your chest, and you were already losing a lot of blood - it covered Jihoon's hands as he desperately tried to do something to help.

"Don't call upon anyone," you whispered in a strained voice as you watched Jihoon panic and try to get help, "Stay with me instead. Just for a moment, right?"

Jihoon settled down beside you again, handling your fading body with a gentle touch. Now it was your turn to cup his cheek in your hand.

"Listen to me, Jihoon. Take in each one of my words." You wiped away his tears. "Find someone to marry, and make sure to get an heir. I don't care if you love her but love that child. Make them half of the ruler that you are and I'm sure that we'll all be fine. I'll watch over you... I am the dew in the grass on a Spring morning, I am the rumble of thunder during Summer showers, I am the red leaves of Autumn, and I am the snow that falls in Winter. I'll watch over you for every season that passes- and when you have reached your last, after a good life, you'll see me again, my love."

He couldn't get another word in, as he had bit down on his tongue to not let out any sobs or cries for help. You smiled at him and thought that there was no other fate you wanted than to die being held by your lover.

[hannie-dul-set]

— arranged by: member (eldest to youngest) | date (latest to oldest) | type (full-length to drabbles to blurbs) i don’t recommend reading my older works because they’re terrible. still putting them on here for the sake of bookkeeping | last updated: 23.12.18 

HUMILITY. lucky 7 collab with @haokyeom; humility /(h)yo͞oˈmilədē/ — a modest or low view of one’s own importance; humbleness.

PAIRING. choi seungcheol x reader. GENRE. royal! au, romance, fluff, prince! seungcheol. WARNINGS. none. WORD COUNT. 4.8k.

EVEN IN DEATH. even in death, you’ll never win.

PAIRING. choi seungcheol x reader. GENRE. dystopian! au, angst. WARNINGS. suicide, major character death, swearing. WORD COUNT. 569.

LUST. lucky 7 collab with @haokyeom; lust /ləst/ — the mind governed by the flesh is death, but the mind governed by the spirit is life and peace - romans 8:6.

PAIRING. yoon jeonghan x reader. GENRE. college! au, extremely suggestive, angst. WARNINGS. borderline smut, implied smut, nsfw themes obviously lmao but no actual doing the dirty because i can’t write smut for shit, swearing, jeonghan is the literal devil. WORD COUNT. 4.5k.

[pink bedroom! aesthetic]

RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. it’s easy to miss things when you’re preoccupied. but sometimes the obvious answer is just simply right in front of you.

PAIRING. joshua hong x reader. GENRE. coffee shop! au, fluff, humor, underlying pining. WARNINGS. swearing. WORD COUNT. 996.

BLANC & NOIR. there’s no plot, just joshua being a devil, really.

PAIRING. joshua hong x reader. GENRE. suggestive, power dynamics. WARNINGS. nswf-ish lol, finger in mouth yes u heard me. WORD COUNT. 634.

[boyfriend! au]

PRIDE. lucky 7 collab with @haokyeom; pride /prīd/ — it was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes men as angels - st. augustine.

PAIRING. kwon soonyoung x reader. GENRE. dystopian! au, angst, suggestive, romance-ish. WARNINGS. major character death, mentions of death, unhealthy relationships, one slightly nsfw scene. WORD COUNT. 3.7k.

[art hoe! aesthetic]

DILIGENCE. lucky 7 collab with @haokyeom; diligence /ˈdiləjəns/ — thoroughness, completeness, and persistence of an action, particularly in matters of faith.

PAIRING. lee jihoon x reader. GENRE. canon compliant, established relationship! au, comfort fluff. WARNINGS. none. WORD COUNT. 679.

[cottagecore! aesthetic]

BETWEEN THE AISLES. wherein you discover your feelings for your best friend in between the grocery aisles.

PAIRING. kim mingyu x reader. GENRE. best friends! au, fluff, humor. WARNINGS. swearing. WORD COUNT. 2k.

HONEYDEW. seokmin smoochies.

PAIRING. lee seokmin x reader. GENRE. tooth rotting fluff. WARNINGS. none. WORD COUNT. 410.

BE CAREFUL. sunset at the beach with seokmin.

PAIRING. lee seokmin x reader. GENRE. summer! au, fluff. WARNINGS. none. WORD COUNT. 461.

THINGS YOU CAN’T HIDE. seungkwan decides that you’re his best bet to get his annoying friends to finally fuck off.

PAIRING. boo seungkwan x reader. GENRE. college! au, volleyball! au, fake dating! au, fluff. WARNINGS. swearing. WORD COUNT. 2.1k.

[vernon punk! au] [vernon red movie theatre! aesthetic]

SEVENTEEN MASTERLIST. © hannie-dul-set.

[jeonstellate]

choi seungcheol

☾*‧₊ timestamp: (in)visible

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 3:51 pm when seungcheol warns you to not fall in love with him.

๑彡 genre ┊ best friend!au

〔052022〕

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☾*‧₊ even a fool knows

๑彡 synopsis ┊ seungcheol captures people’s hearts wherever he goes, but there’s really only one heart he dreams of capturing: yours.

๑彡 genre ┊ arranged marriage!au, unrequited love!au

〔052023〕

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☾*‧₊ spaces between us

๑彡 synopsis ┊ you never want to cross paths with seungcheol again but, as it seems, the universe has other plans.

๑彡 genre ┊ secret baby!au, post-break up!au

〔2018, 072023〕

yoon jeonghan

☾*‧₊ we both know i loved you more

๑彡 synopsis ┊ while you love selfishly, yoon jeonghan loves selflessly — and now he’s suffering the consequences.

๑彡 genre ┊ unrequited love!au, rebound relationship!au, post-break up!au

〔062022〕

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☾*‧₊ timestamp: photograph

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 12:51 pm when jeonghan finally sees the scrapbook you made for him.

๑彡 genre ┊ slice of life!au

〔062023〕

hong jisoo

☾*‧₊ timestamp: never not

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 9:14 pm when jisoo finally stops denying.

๑彡 genre ┊ demigod!au, greek mythology-inspired!au, percy jackson-inspired!au

〔102022〕

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☾*‧₊ in the dark: dusk | dawn

๑༄ overview ┊ you ask the moon for two favors: one out of selfishness and another out of love.

๑彡 genre ┊ strangers-to-lovers!au, arranged marriage!au

〔082023〕

wen junhui

☾*‧₊ farewell letter: winter’s truth

๑彡 synopsis ┊ you left junhui a letter with everything you couldn’t say.

๑彡 genre ┊ musician!au, your lie in april-inspired!au

〔012019, 072021〕

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☾*‧₊ flashpoint: forward | backward

๑彡 synopsis ┊ junhui’s time traveling mishaps led him to you. twice.

๑彡 genre ┊ time travel!au

〔082023, XX2024〕

kwon soonyoung

☾*‧₊ timestamp: constant

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 6:27 pm when you miss your last chance to let soonyoung go.

๑彡 genre ┊ best friend!au, unrequited love!au

〔092021〕

jeon wonwoo

☾*‧₊ timestamp: encumber

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 7:31 pm when wonwoo offers to set you free.

๑彡 genre ┊ royal!au, marriage proposal!au, moon lovers: scarlet heart ryeo-inspired!au

〔012021〕

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☾*‧₊ selene’s concerto

◎༄ overview ┊ an eclipse sent you back to the present of your ancestors: straight to the clutches of the royal princes and those that want the throne for themselves. will you survive?

◎༄ genre ┊ time travel!au, royal!au, moon lovers: scarlet heart ryeo-inspired!au

〔092021 -〕

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☾*‧₊ timestamp: inverse

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 6:36 am when you let wonwoo go.

๑彡 genre ┊ royal!au, greek mythology-inspired!au

〔112023〕

lee jihoon

☾*‧₊ farewell letter: journey to the past

๑彡 synopsis ┊ fate brings you and jihoon together for a last journey before you become strangers once more.

๑彡 genre ┊ post-break up!au

〔052020〕

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☾*‧₊ until the end of time

๑彡 synopsis ┊ like the hands on the clock, the story of jihoon and [first name] will go back to the start.

๑彡 genre ┊ reincarnation!au, see you in my 19th life-inspired!au

〔122022〕

lee seokmin

☾*‧₊ say the word

๑彡 synopsis ┊ your exhaustion (and sudden crush on a certain bartender) somehow led you to your soulmate.

๑彡 genre ┊ soulmate!au, bartender!au

〔052022〕

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☾*‧₊ timestamp: rain

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 10:45 pm when seokmin watches you leave.

๑彡 genre ┊ slice of life!au

〔082023〕

kim mingyu

☾*‧₊ all roads lead to you: diversion | collision

๑༄ overview ┊ you tried going against fate because you thought mingyu deserved someone better.

๑༄ genre ┊ soulmate!au, idol!au

〔062020〕

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☾*‧₊ timestamp: dive

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 9:16 am when a stranger offers to hold your hand.

๑彡 genre ┊ slice of life!au, stranger!au

〔122022〕

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☾*‧₊ my future in your eyes

๑彡 synopsis ┊ mingyu still holds onto you, even after all this time.

๑彡 genre ┊ divorced!au/ex-husband!au, post-break up!au, exes-to-lovers!au

〔022024〕

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☾*‧₊ forever by my side

๑彡 synopsis ┊ mingyu still honors the love signified by his ring, even after all this time.

๑彡 genre ┊ divorced!au/ex-husband!au, post-break up!au

〔022024〕

xu minghao

☾*‧₊ private entry: out of billions | one of billions

๑༄ overview ┊ you and minghao are just like raindrops in each other’s lives.

๑༄ genre ┊ slice of life!au, stranger!au

〔112020〕

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☾*‧₊ timestamp: parallel

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 8:10 pm when you beg minghao to love you.

๑彡 genre ┊ arranged marriage!au

〔052022〕

boo seungkwan

☾*‧₊ timestamp: infatuation

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 3:24 pm when you confess your feelings to seungkwan.

๑彡 genre ┊ slice of life!au, graduation!au

〔102022〕

chwe hansol

☾*‧₊ timestamp: cur(r)ent

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 11:12 am when the flow leads you back to hansol.

๑彡 genre ┊ post-break up!au

〔022022〕

lee chan

☾*‧₊ timestamp: fated

๑彡 synopsis ┊ it’s 8:35 pm when chan asks you about your soulmate.

๑彡 genre ┊ unrequited love!au

〔062022〕

[piakae]

MASTERLIST —🐠

੭ enhypen

YANG JUNGWON TRAIN — drabble, fluff, college!au 

LEE HEESEUNG NEARLY — drabble, fluff, domestic!au

PARK JAY LIME CRUISERS — drabble, fluff, drunk reader

SIM JAKE 3 POINTER  — drabble, fluff, highschool!au SAFE  — imagine, fluff, angst, douchbag ex scenario

PARK SUNGHOON SCARED — drabble, fluff, slight angst, nightmare scenario YOUR HIGHNESS — drabble, fluff, suggestive, royal!au REACH ME — drabble, fluff, slight angst

KIM SUNOO STAR — drabble, fluff, christmas theme SWAY — drabble, fluff

NISHIMURA RIKI BLACK SWAN — drabble, fluff, ballerina y/n

ミ txt

CHOI YEONJUN erase me. — fic pt.1, angst, ex!yeonjun, gang!au erase me pt2. — fic pt. 2 5:52pm — timestamp, haircut CHOI SOOBIN NOT DISSAPOINTED — drabble, fluff

KANG TAEHYUN PATIENT — drabble, fluff, suggestive/steamy

HUENING KAI OFFICE — drabble, the office inspired, reader has glasses

⊹ svt

BOO SEUNGKWAN SUNRISE — drabble, fluff, domestic!au PINCH  — drabble, fluffy fluff, domestic!au

LEE JIHOON GOLDEN  — drabble, fluff, domestic!au

[craby-bouquet]

Prince Minyun {CH}

~part 3~

Lee Jihoon x Reader

Romance, Royal!AU, Teacher!AU

3k words

Masterlist | SVT Masterlist | CH Masterlist

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4

You were reading a book in your room, when, a quarter to one, someone knocked on your door. You frowned, you knew someone was picking you up, but would they really come this early?

You opened the door and looked right into the face of Dominick.

"Yo." He greeted.

You shifted your weight to one of your feet "Hi. I'm sorry, I can't hang out or anything, I'm about to get picked up by someone."

To your surprise he laughed "I know. I'm here to pick you up, miss."

Your eyes widened "You're the one to pick me up?"

"You sound like you think I'm too incompetent for such a task."

"Of course that's not what I think, I just- I hadn't expected you…" You looked at your feet, flustered. Why?

He chuckled "Is that a blush I spot on your cheeks?"

You frowned, blush only getting worse "No."

He was enjoying himself a little too much.

"Anyway," You got yourself together "I was told someone would pick me up at one, so I'm afraid I'm not quite ready to go yet."

"Someone would pick you up around one, yes. This is around. We have to be there at one. Anyway, get ready then." He waved you away.

You turned around to get some pens and paper, for notes and whatever else you would need them for. You had realised before that you had no idea what you were expected to do, you had no schedule for the year nor information on what the prince had already learned from other teachers. You couldn't imagine the seven year old prince not getting any lessons until now. You had hoped to get a schedule or anything from whomever came to pick you up. You decided to ask him about it on your way there.

"So, what are you gonna do with him today?" Dominick asked, "Are you gonna bombard him with maths on your first day, or do you want him to like you?"

You closed your door and locked it “That’s actually what I kind of wanted to ask you… Do you know whether I’m going to get some sort of schedule? Or at least a brief update on what the prince has learned before?”

Dominick took a deep breath, thinking, “Ooh, I don’t know I’m afraid. That would be up to either master Kwan, or the crown prince himself. I don’t go over that, and they didn’t hand me anything for you, so…”

You nodded “Alright, thanks.”

He laughed “Master Kwan is busy now, but don’t worry that’s gonna be over the day after tomorrow.”

You chuckled with him “We’ll see. I got the feeling he isn’t really the type to… relax.”

He gasped dramatically, “I’ve been saying he’s due for a spa day! But he doesn’t agree.”

You paid good attention to the way you walked, hoping you could walk it yourself some day. It was complicated though, you were surprised he could find his way through the maze that were the hallways.

You stopped in front of a wide hall, it looked a bit fancier than the rest of the hallways. More expensive paintings, bigger plants, and even more gorgeous chandeliers.

“We’re stopping here real quick, because I’m supposed to tell you you’re not allowed here. These are the royal quarters, and as a member of staff, you’re only allowed here with an okay from the queen herself.”

You looked from him, back to the hall. It felt weird, knowing how close you were to the prince. You never imagined being here, so close to the bedrooms of the royal families.

“Anyway,” Dominick turned around again, “We’re almost there.”

After you walked back a little bit, Dominick knocked on a door.

“Yes.” a voice from the other side said.

He pushed the door open, revealing a charming room. It wasn’t super big, but it wasn’t particularly small either. One wall was a bookcase, filled with all kinds of books. On a little cabinet, there was a decorative earth boll together with maps, and other kinds of miscellaneous things to learn from. Most of the room was taken in by a big table, however. Multiple chairs surrounded it, two of them were occupied at this moment. By the young prince, and his brother, crown prince Jihoon.

The moment prince Jihoon and your eyes met he realised who you were, the girl he bumped into this morning. He stood up, his hand on his brother's shoulder.

"You must be the new teacher." He didn't ask it, it was more of a statement.

You bowed, "Yes, your highness."

He didn't say anything else, just sighed and whispered some sort of goodbye to his brother before walking to the door. He stopped right in front of you, way too close. Just looked at you a little while before walking away.

"Hello little highness." Dominick greeted prince Minyun.

The prince smiled "Hey Dominick, are you here to play?"

Dominick laughed "Not today, highness. I'm here to bring someone to you, but we can play this weekend."

The young prince sighed "But that's two more days!"

Dominick nodded "That is true, yes. But you have to learn things today. Anyway, I have to go."

He bowed to the prince and winked at you before walking out.

You turned to the prince, who was inspecting you with his eyes, and bowed, "It's a pleasure to meet you, your highness."

The prince sighed "I don't want to learn things…"

You chuckled, you couldn't count all the children who had told you that before. And you always had the same response.

"But then you won't know anything, and you need to learn for your future."

He pouted "But the future is so far away. Can't I learn later? I want to play now."

You say down in the chair beside him, still warm from when his brother sat there, "What if we learn now, and play later? We can always make learning fun."

He looked up at you, frowning "You can?"

You nodded "Sure! We can turn learning into games. But today, since it's our first lesson and we have such little time, I thought we could get to know each other. So tell me, what do you like to do? What's your least favorite thing to do? What are your favorite and least favorite subjects? What would you like to learn?"

His nose scrunched up as he thought. You got your notebook to write everything he'd say down.

"I like playing outside. Oh, and the piano, the teacher before you started teaching me how to play and I really like it. I don't like maths and cleaning my room. The cleaning people are supposed to do that for me but my mom says doing it myself will teach me discipline. But it sucks. My favorite subject is art and music and I hate maths."

You smiled as you wrote down what he just told you, smiled to yourself “I’m guessing you don’t really like maths, your highness.”

He shook his head, making a disgusted face.

“See, now I can keep that in mind in future lessons.” You tapped your notebook with your pen and smiled up at the little prince.

He was quite a lot younger than his brother, but you could see such a resemblance. Their eyes were almost identical, though prince Jihoon’s eyes stood a lot sterner. It was clear they were brothers, just by looking at them.

“So… Now you won’t teach me maths?” he glanced at you from the side, his expression made you laugh.

“I’m sorry, your highness, I’m afraid I have to teach you maths.”

That made him pout.

“But, before we start anything, let’s introduce ourselves. Have you been taught how to introduce yourself in a polite and formal manner?” You got up, and he followed your example.

“Yes, I have! Do you want to see?” He smiled excitedly.

“Please, highness.”

He cleared his throat and straightened his face, he looked adorable, trying to seem formal.

“How do you do, fair maiden? I am prince Minyun Lee, second prince of Aphate. It is an honor to make you acqainktents.” He took your hand, and kissed the top of it.

You chuckled, “Very good, I think…” This is not how you learned to formally introduce yourself, “I just think you meant: ‘It is an honor to make your acquaintance.’ But, that is a very difficult word.”

He nodded, pouting again “It is! Being a formal prince is very hard.”

“I can imagine, highness.” you made an extra serious face.

“Now you respond back to me.” He pointed his finger in a stern and commanding way.

You curtsied “As you wish, your majesty.”

You cleared your throat in a similar fashion as he did before his introduction, “The honor is mine, your highness, royal prince Minyun.” and proceeded it with your name, as you bowed deeply.

He started laughing loudly, holding his belly, “That sounds so funny! You speak funny!”

You laughed too, his laugh was very infectious.

“Who taught you to introduce yourself like that?” you asked, still laughing.

“Dominick, he’s my friend.”

Of course. That explained a lot.

The both of you sat down again, and strangely enough your mind immediately calmed down a little bit. You were glad the prince seemed to like you already, you hadn’t realised it, but apparently you had been worried about that.

“So, prince Minyun. What might I call you? Is ‘prince Minyun’ okay? Or would you perhaps prever ‘your highness’? Or something else?” you figure with this, asking him would be the best way to go. He was seven, even if this question was considered rude to ask a royal, he wouldn’t know that. And you wanted to make sure he was comfortable with what you called him.

His hand went to his chin, in a similar way you had seen prince Jihoon do yesterday, as he thought about that.

“Hm, I guess ‘prince Minyun’ is fine. But…” he sighed, clearly thinking hard, “Dominick calls me ‘little highness’ and I like him saying that, I don’t know if I’d like you saying that. But I like you, so… maybe…”

You nodded understandingly, getting the dilemma, “Maybe I should try calling you that once, and you can see if you like it or not?”

His nose scrunched as he nodded “Yeah… that sounds like a good idea.”

You sat up, straightening your back and clearing your throat, knowing this was important to him, and wanting to show you you respected that, “Little highness.”

He turned his eyes up, thinking about it, “Can… can you maybe say it again, but a little bit slower?”

“Sure.” you suppressed an adoring smile, “Little highness…”

He nodded, still a very thoughtful look on face, “Yes… I like it.”

That made you smile, “Good, then from now on I will call you ‘little highness’, too.”

He nodded again, smiling brightly this time.

You took your notebook and pen in hand again, realising work still had to be done. You were enjoying your bonding time with the little prince, but school was the whole reason why you were here. Maybe you could spend some fun time with him during the weekend, you caught on that Dominick sometimes hung out with the prince, maybe you could join them some time.

“Let’s continue, little highness.”

He let his shoulders hang, but you could still see a smile on his lips “Alright…”

You had continued asking him questions for a while now, you had nothing prepared so you just made them up as you went along, but you had learned an awful lot about prince Minyun so far. One thing you learned was that he really loved, and looked up to, his brother. He also really loved learning the piano, which, since his previous teacher had left, prince Jihoon had been helping him with.

You also learned, the boy had a very limited concentration span. But you knew you could work with that. In the past, you’d had many children who just couldn’t pay attention for too long. Sometimes you’d wished you could give them lessons one on one, knowing that would help them in their learning process. But since you couldn’t, you had to find other ways around it. And you had found many. All that was left now, well, in the span of the next few weeks, was to find out which were good for the prince and which weren’t.

After a while, you realised you’d really been asking him things for too long, his head was laying on the table, and he was picking at his nails in a bored manner.

So you put down your pen, and turned to directly face him, “Alright, that was it little highness.”

He lifted his head, looking hopeful, “Really?”

You nodded “Yep, on my part at least.”

He frowned, but you had him interested again.

“You see, I’ve now learned so much about you, but you still don’t know anything about me. So, would you like to ask me questions? Now’s your chance, highness.”

That got him very excited, he sat up straight again, “Okay!”

“Shoot.”

“What is your favorite class?”

That was an easy one, “I love biology, it’s always been my favorite.”

Especially the chapters about behavior, not only did that teach you about animals, it made you understand more about human behavior, too. It helped you a lot in your work as a teacher.

“Biology, really? Ew.”

You gasped dramatically “What ‘ew’? Why is it ‘ew’?”

He frowned “Biology is about all kinds of yucky things like blood and broken bones and stuff.”

“Well, you got a point.”

“Yes. I do.”

That made you chuckle.

“Next question,” It was so funny to you, how seriously he took this, “What is your least favorite class?”

You were expecting this one. You widened your eyes, looking around you as if it were a secret, bowed yourself more to him and whispered: “Maths.”

That made him gasp really loudly, “Maths is so dumb, right?”

You nodded, agreeing with him, “Yes it is.”

“So… what if we just don’t do it?”

That made you want to smile, but you kept it in and clicked your tongue, “I’m afraid we can’t, little highness. It is an unmissable part of your curriculum.”

He frowned “Cur… crruri… Curri… What?”

“It’s something you have to learn in school. Sometimes we don’t want to do things, but we still have to do them. And math is one of them.”

“That’s too bad.”

“Next question?”

He nodded, looking away, suddenly seeming a bit nervous.

“Do you know about the party tonight?” he asked softly.

You nodded, “Yes I do, little highness, it’s your first party, right?”

He nodded again, “Yes. Will you be my date?”

It took a while for that question to sink in. You blinked twice, very slowly.

"Excuse me, what?" You chuckled nervously, not at all sure what to react. Not even sure if he meant it.

"My date." He said matter of factly.

You frowned "What do you mean with 'date', little highness?"

You wanted to know what he meant, maybe he thought it meant something else.

He frowned, thinking hard about how to answer that.

"Well… I don't know how to explain it but I want you to come with me to the party."

You didn't know how to respond to that. Were you even allowed to go? You couldn't just say no and hurt his feelings either…

"At first I wanted to ask Dominick, but then I met you and now I want you to go with me."

"I'm honored, prince Minyun, and I would love to go with you… but I don't know if I'm allowed to… I wasn't invited, and I'm not of an important status..."

He frowned "Are teachers not important?"

"No, no! Teachers are very important." You hurriedly said before he had the chance to consider if education was important, "I mean that I'm not royalty."

He nodded understandingly "But… I'm inviting you. Everyone is taking a date!I don't want to be the only person to not have a date!"

"I'm sure you wouldn't be the only one without a date."

He crossed his arms and pouted angrily "I'm the brother of the birthday boy, I can't show up without a date."

Was that true? Some sort of rule you didn't know about? Oh, why was this today out of all days? You hadn't at all gotten used to anything and you had no clue how anything worked around here. Yes, you were here to please the little prince, but you couldn't just go to a fancy party like that, right?

Then again, you were technically invited by a prince. Wouldn't that count as a formal invitation? You wished you could ask someone else.

He looked up at you, with massive puppy eyes "Please?"

Working with children of his age for years now, had made you immune to the effect that puppy eyes had. After all, every child uses them.

But these were different. Maybe it was just because he was the only child in your class, maybe he was just extra cute, but something about them made it impossible for you to say no.

You smiled kindly "Alright, your majesty, if that is what you want, I will accompany you to the party tonight."

You remembered packing your prom dress before coming here. It seemed kind of strange at the time, but you figured that since you were going to the castle, you might need formal wear for something. That thought didn't seem so silly anymore.

Your answer completely lit up his eyes, a bright smile forming on his face just as the door of the room opened.

"Your highness, I am here to escort you back to your room." A woman you didn't know, but was clearly from the staff, said.

Prince Minyun got up and bowed to you, "I will pick you up at a quarter to eight."

You nodded, "I'm looking forward to it, little highness."

As he walked out the door, you got up and curtsied to him. All the while thinking how fast the time had flown by, and how extremely weird the idea of you going to a royal ball was.

Masterlist | SVT Masterlist | CH Masterlist

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4

[sunlightwoo]

Kingdom Come - SVT Masterlist

➥ Seventeen Royal AU Series

       These stories are compiled journeys of individuals that went through various paths that lead to where they were today. Each of them were not as simple as the others, though they all managed to somehow intertwine hearts. The only thing salvaging their thrones, however, is the paths that they choose may not be one that many desire, but one that is often unsought for.

reading order: seungcheol ➱chan ➱ minghao ➱ seungkwan ➱  jihoon 

➸ Throne of Agony | a state of mind can be more powerful than what goes on in the heart

⤷ masterlist | it wasn’t something that you wanted to do willingly, but something that you were set to do in order to keep the kingdom in tact. however, the endless amount of suitors that your mom chose for your replacement king were no match for your your late husband that passed away months ago.

➸ Throne of Hearts | measured out times that are made to destroy those who don’t need a heart

⤷ masterlist | after your coronation, you have been hearing about how weak you seemed to be, and how traditional things must be kept, however you knew that they were wrong. if it weren’t for your heart that was beating loudly in your chest at your own accord, you wouldn’t even be alive at this point because of the incident last summer.

➸ Throne of Envy | the worst trait is to envy what is or isn’t your choice

⤷ masterlist | you had a plan, in order to help with your family’s history of bad fortunes and wealth, but it was risky, considering it involved the crown of the kingdom. however, how far were you going to risk your life knowing that the entire motive was built off of envies that they held, or were they yours?

➸ Throne of Glass | fragility is overlooked as it is often cracked

⤷ masterlist | being a part of your kingdom’s court was exhausting, having to play the role of someone that was the opposite of your viewpoints and intentions. it felt like you were looking into a mirror at someone that was supposed to be you, but it wasn’t, up until you encountered someone that changed it all.

➸ Throne of Pain | the hardest challenges will always be the most sufferable and painful

⤷ masterlist | growing up in line for a throne wasn’t fun, nor was it fun to be publicly humiliated at your engagement ball when your betrothed decided to run away. in compensation, his brother, the king of the neighboring kingdom arranges for you to marry him instead, but not for the reasons you would expect.

[sw1mmingfoolz]

✨ sw1mmingfoolz' masterlist ✨

☁️ = fluff |⚡ = angst | 🌧️ = suggestive

SEVENTEEN

REACTIONS / BLURBS:

OT13:

☆ when you have a nightmare ☁️

☆ when you're ill ☁️

☆ when they want comfort after a long day ☁️

☆ when you have a fear of crowds ☁️

☆ when you watch baby sensory vids to relax / fall asleep ☁️

☆ good morning texts with seventeen ☁️

☆ when you fall asleep on their shoulder ☁️

hiphop unit:

nothing to see yet!

performance unit:

☆ when they fall for their dance partner ☁️

vocal unit:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

choi seungcheol

nothing to see yet!

yoon jeonghan

☆ punk'd : fluff oneshot : 3.7k words : in which you and jeonghan love pranking one another

joshua hong / hong jisoo

nothing to see yet!

kwon soonyoung

nothing to see yet!

wen junhui / moon junhui

nothing to see yet!

jeon wonwoo

nothing to see yet!

lee jihoon

nothing to see yet!

lee seokmin

nothing to see yet!

kim mingyu

nothing to see yet!

xu minghao / seo myungho

☆ his eyes : fluff drabble : in which minghao wishes you could see himself through his eyes ☁️

boo seungkwan

nothing to see yet!

vernon chwe / chwe hansol

☆ marry me : 879 words : in which he proposes to you ☁️

lee chan

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ HYYH : in which vernon and fem!reader bond over their partners cheating with one another / angst and fluff, college!AU, SMAU / completed ☁️⚡

seventeen as your boyfriend:

choi seungcheol

yoon jeonghan

joshua hong

kwon soonyoung

wen junhui

jeon wonwoo

lee jihoon

lee seokmin

kim mingyu

xu minghao

boo seungkwan

vernon chwe

lee chan

TIMESTAMPS:

nothing to see yet!

STRAY KIDS

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

bang chan / christopher bang

nothing to see yet!

lee minho

☆ linstock : pirate!au, royal!reader x captain!minho : 15.9k words : in which being kidnapped might be the best thing to ever happen to you ☁️⚡

seo changbin

nothing to see yet!

hwang hyunjin

☆ the world : 1.5k words : in which you're overwhelmed and falling apart but hyunjin is right there to catch you and hold you together ☁️⚡

han jisung

nothing to see yet!

lee felix / lee yongbok

☆ bananas 4 u : 1.7k words : in which baking with your boyfriend always manages to make you feel warm inside

kim seungmin

nothing to see yet!

yang jeongin

☆ cocky : drabble game : 5, 29, 77 : 1.5k words : in which your hatred for jeongin might be a little unfounded, and you finding him cute definitely isn't ☁️

SMAUs / OTHER:

☆ BITE ME : in which felix wants to shake his reputation as a breaker of men's hearts and wants you to pretend to date him to achieve this... oh also he and his friends live on blood / fluff, lighthearted, college!au, vampire!au, SMAU / ongoing ☁️

☆ boyfriend!lee know headcanons

TIMESTAMPS:

[1:36] - bang chan - 709 words - in which your boyfriend knows exactly what you need after a sleep attack (based on my own experiences with narcolepsy) ☁️

[19:24] - felix - 1k words - in which an evening drive allows you a little quickly assuaged self doubt ☁️

NCT:

REACTIONS:

nothing to see yet!

SCENARIOS:

taeil

nothing to see yet!

johnny

nothing to see yet!

taeyong

nothing to see yet!

yuta

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jaehyun

nothing to see yet!

doyoung

nothing to see yet!

jungwoo

nothing to see yet!

mark

nothing to see yet!

xiaojun

nothing to see yet!

renjun

nothing to see yet!

jeno

nothing to see yet!

haechan

☆ cake : drabble (not really) game 24, 30, 77, 84 : 4.3k words : in which the man you hate the most is struggling as much as you are, whilst falling for you ☁️⚡

jaemin

nothing to see yet!

yangyang

nothing to see yet!

shotaro

nothing to see yet!

chenle

nothing to see yet!

jisung

nothing to see yet!

SMAUs / OTHER

nothing to see yet!

TIMESTAMPS:

[3:48] - johnny - 850 words - in which he comforts you over video call after a nightmare ☁️

OTHER WORKS:

☆ it's the way you learn to love / fluff / oneshot on learning to love healthily / bias insert; any (male) idol x you / 1.1k words ☁️⚡

[leejungchans]

guitar string : l.jh

word count | 1.6k

pairing | lee jihoon (svt) x gender neutral reader

warning(s) / includes | running away, mentions of arranged marriage (lmk if i missed anything!!)

genre | fluff, angst, royal au

note | written with @ohmygoshcheese in mind for the carat admirer event 💗 hi rachel, i’m your carat admirer hehe <33 it’s been so fun getting to know and i hope we can continue interacting after this event 🥺 i’m not sure if this counts as a fantasy au but i hope you like this lil drabble i wrote for you, happy valentine’s day hehe :>

a/n: sorry i can’t really think of a summary but dw it’s pretty straightforward ;-; also three fics in three days? who is she? 😍 (more to come btw hehe)

“Take me away.”

Jihoon’s elegant fingers, previously plucking at his guitar strings, freeze at your words. The soothing, lullaby-like chords he had been playing echo into the inky darkness, carried away by the chilly night breeze.

His head snaps up, finding you staring into the distance forlornly, eyes misting over as the corners of your lips turn down melancholically.

“P-Pardon, Your Highness?” The title you’ve come to loathe spills from his lips out of force of habit before he can catch himself.

Heavy is the exhale that leaves you when you turn to him. He’s found you enchanting ever since the moment you met, but perhaps even more so under the silvery luminescence of the moon during your clandestine meetings on the marble balcony of your quarters.

Yet, as you gaze at him with what can only be ascribed to pure, unadulterated sadness, the deep frown that mars your features threatens to settle permanently, and the hollows of your face are now hauntingly accentuated by the moonlight.

“Take me away,” you repeat, a little firmer this time, “I cannot bear a moment of this any longer.”

Two weeks. Two weeks had gone by since your father announced your betrothal to a neighbouring prince to unite your kingdoms. Of course, Jihoon was with you that very night, guitar abandoned at the edge of your bed in favour of stroking your hair with your head laid in his lap.

“But I don’t love him,” you whisper. Tears escape the corner of your eye, rolling down your smooth cheeks like crystalline dewdrops on petals at dawn. “I hardly know him, Jihoon. How am I supposed to marry him?”

“Perhaps… you’ll grow to love him.” Against his will, his voice cracks towards the end, the lump lodged in his throat ever growing. Invisible vines wrap around the column of his neck in a phantom force, constricting his breathing at the thought that in a month, you will truly be another’s.

Jihoon has always known that falling in love with you came with a hefty cost. To put it quite simply, your paths were not meant to cross. He was a mere musician who happened to receive the honour of entertaining the royal family at your father’s fiftieth birthday; he was not supposed to meet your eyes as he walked off the stage, he was not supposed to accept when you summoned him to the palace a week later requesting private guitar lessons, he was not supposed to let you in when you both knew that this relationship was fated for doom from the very beginning.

You smile, bittersweet and knowing. “I don’t think I can love him, Jihoon.”

Because my heart has long been yours.

Deep down, you knew this would happen. Born into royalty, you understood your role as a mere chess piece in a game much larger than your happiness, or yourself for that matter. The majority of your life was spent moulding you to become the perfect ruler, or rather—the perfect consort to your future spouse. You knew it was coming, yet reality had only truly sunken in with your father’s announcement: your life would never be truly yours.

Unless you did something about it.

Countless times in the past, you’ve confided in him about your desire to run away, yet you continue to remain out of fear, guilt, and responsibility. This time, however, it feels different. There’s something about your demeanour tonight that has uneasiness bubbling in his stomach.

“I… I cannot do that, Y/N.”

He feels your piercing stare searing through his side profile. “Is it… is it because you’re afraid of being caught with me? B-Because I will not dare ask you to stay with me after we cross the borders if that is not what you wish to do.”

Jihoon’s heart aches at your words. He loves you, deeply, and he loathes that he’s planted a seed of doubt in your mind which led you to the conclusion that he does not wish to be with you. Truthfully, he’s thought about offering to run away with you as well, but a little voice at the back of his head dissuades him from doing so each time.

Thus, he shakes his head, woefully, regretfully. “No, it has nothing to do with that…”

“Then why not?” you demand, eyes now fierce with defiance as you briskly cross the balcony towards the ornate chair he sat in. Jihoon flinches when you fall to your knees, your robes forming silky, luxurious waves at his feet.

“Ever since my father announced my engagement, I have spent restless nights questioning the remainder of my life,” you continue, staring up with him with glassy, pleading eyes, “and I’ve decided I no longer want to be confined to one where I cannot be happy nor free.”

A part of you hardly believes you’ve been reduced to such a state. You grew up believing no request of yours was too preposterous or unimaginable, everywhere you went you were accompanied by easily a dozen attendants whose lives depended on catering to your every whim. And yet look at you now—begging like a commoner.

It’s refreshing. It makes you feel human because for once in your life, you’re not just a puppet on strings or a little canary in a cage.

“I don’t have anything I can give you,” Jihoon whispers. His clammy hands find yours and clutches tightly. The drags of his rough, callused finger pads against your soft, unflawed skin is a painful reminder of his inability to give you the life he thinks you deserve. “With him, you will have more lands and jewels and riches… all I have is the guitar on my back. I cannot give you a comfortable life, Y/N. I… I can only give you my love.”

“Can’t you see, Jihoon?” you weep, tears falling behind shut eyes, “that’s all I desire! I only ask for a life with someone who loves me, not someone who sees me as a diplomatic tool.”

He rests his forehead on yours, one of his hands reaching up to find the side of your face as his thumb catches the salty trails. “You can’t go back if I take you away. Have you thought this through?”

“I have, and I don’t care if I have to run from them for the rest of my life. I only want to be with you. If… if you’ll have me, t-that is…”

Jihoon smiles comfortingly at the insecure wobble in your voice, rubbing soothing circles at your temple in an attempt to ease your doubts. “Of course I do, my love,” he tells you, “but the last thing I want is for you to live with regrets. I roam faraway lands in search of new muses alone until I came to your kingdom and met you, I’m used to a life of running. You… you’d be leaving your family, everything you’ve ever had and known behind with little to no chance to return. I only wish you happiness in life, but I have fears you won’t find it with me either.”

“I’m willing to take that risk. I just want to live a normal life… with you.”

He searches your eyes for any trace of hesitation, any sign of apprehension towards the thought of starting anew with absolutely nothing to your name. What he unearths instead is unyielding resolution swimming in your hardened gaze; his heart still hammers in his rib cage like a war drum—after all, the consequences should the two of you get caught will most certainly be severe, and perhaps deadly—but your determination eases a little of that fear. Now, he's never been a particularly optimistic person, but the sliver of hope that still exists within him makes him want to believe he is worthy, that you will find happiness with him.

And it is that little splinter that leads to his next words. “Then we better start preparing, my love. We don’t have much time.”

If someone had told you a year ago that you’d be on horseback past the borders of your kingdom in the dark of night, with only endless plains ahead of you and your belongings packed in a single sack, you’d surely dismiss them with a wave of your hand. Little did you know that you’d soon meet a travelling musician with infinite talent and somehow even more love in his heart for you.

The castle you grew up in is now a speck in the distance. Strangely enough, you don’t feel an ounce of longing or regret. If they were willing to give you away, who could blame you for running?

Jihoon observes you quietly from a few paces ahead. “It’s not too late to go back,” he tells you.

You shake your head, turning back to him with a smile as your horse trots onwards to catch up to him. Pale is the starlight that lays gentle kisses on your faces, and as you look up at the endless glittering diamonds that will guide your way, you know in your heart that this is only the true beginning of your life. Jihoon seems to realise this too, because when your eyes shift from the cosmos above to lock onto his, he offers you a warm smile.

“Let’s keep going, love,” he says softly, nodding towards the long journey ahead of you. “Let’s go home.”

(And when Jihoon marries you a year later with a ring fastened from a string he plucked from an old guitar, one passed down onto him by his father, you knew you had made the right choice.

You never left home, because he was with you all along.)

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Standing Guard (of my heart) — ljh

summary: after recent attacks on the royal family, you’re assigned to be prince jihoon’s personal guard. a position not suit for the weak of heart

tags: fluff, royalty au, it’s not enemies to lovers but jihoon doesn’t like reader to begin with, gn!reader, knight!reader, prince!jihoon warnings: violence, mentions of blood, mentions of death wc: 14.0k an: the term “sir” is used for the reader (in a knight way) but other than that the pronouns are non-gendered. also some parts were written out of order so sorry if some things don’t make sense lol i tried my best to make sure it flowed

“L/N!” You perk up at the shout of your name. You’re currently in a guard meeting getting your new post assignments. After the recent ambush on the kingdom, security is being buckled down on and everyone is shifting job positions.

“Yes Sir!”

“You’re being assigned as Prince Jihoon’s personal knight. You start as soon as this meeting adjourns.”

Internally you’re a bit stunned, but outwardly you don’t react. “Yes Captain.”

It’s not your lack of skill that has you surprised, you’re actually one of the top ranking soldiers in the guard. You are surprised that you were assigned with Prince Jihoon though. Jihoon is the eldest Lee heir and first in line for the throne. Not only is he incredibly strong and intelligent, he’s also known for being cold and distant. He’s never fancied the idea of having a guard hovering around him, and even if he did want a guard around him, you would never expect it to be you. You are meant more for one of the younger brothers, Seokmin or Chan. You actually know Chan fairly well as he did his military training with you, and Seokmin is just generally nice to everyone he interacts with.

You’ve never directly interacted with Jihoon though. You see him around of course, and he’s addressed you in a group of soldiers, but you’ve never been introduced face to face before. He’s…intimidating to say the least. Whenever he makes public appearances a firm scowl sits on his facial features, unwavering. If you are being honest, you think that someone like Seokmin would be better to take over the crown, while someone like Jihoon would take over the military. Seokmin has that “People’s King” personality, while Jihoon is more of the commanding strict personality.

When the meeting ends you have to brace yourself before leaving the room. You’ve faced the enemy’s strongest soldiers before, but you still think that Prince Jihoon is not a force to be reckoned with. Luckily for you, you have a killer poker face and you're not one to take someone’s shit just because they’re royalty.

As soon as you step out of the meeting room, you’re greeted by Prince Jihoon, just like The Captain said.

You formally bow. “Prince Jihoon.”

“Sir L/N.” At your address you stand up. “My schedule today consists of paperwork. I will be in my office. Don’t bother me.” With that Jihoon walks off, with no regard to you as you follow him. He doesn’t even acknowledge you as he walks into his office and shuts the door in your face.

You huff before you turn around and stand guard outside his door. You don’t know what kind of paperwork Jihoon has to do but he ends up doing it all day. A servant comes and delivers him lunch halfway through the day and then dinner at night. He doesn’t even come out when it’s time for the night shift switch over. 

You retire to your quarters at the end of the night, frustrated with the whole situation. You really just had to get the worst prince didn’t you?

The next few days are more or less the same. You meet Prince Jihoon in the morning, he eats breakfast alone in the dining room, he exchanges one or two curt words with you, then he shuts himself off in his office for the rest of the day.

A part of you wishes you were put on another post. You know that being assigned to Prince Jihoon is from a place of utmost respect, but you’d rather be out talking to the people or helping train the new recruits or making battle plans with Prince Chan. Anything but this. You want to do something, not just stand guard outside a room for hours on end.

You don’t even have anyone to talk to, and God knows Jihoon isn’t going to talk to you either.

In your old post you were stationed in the middle of the marketplace, making sure the citizens stayed safe. You had a partner, a chill guy named Hansol, and you two would talk to the people of the Kingdom and walk around and actually do something.

Being assigned to Jihoon makes you feel like you’re babysitting him, which both of you agree he doesn’t need. Not to mention he’s three years older than you. He’s an important person, and you know that, but you wish they would have assigned this position to someone who was more…personally invested in it.

The difference between you and Jihoon though, is that you can still remain professional about it. You may not be the happiest with the arrangement, but you at least don’t show it. Jihoon on the other hand can barely spare you a glance and a scoff before banishing you to a day of standing outside his office door.

You don’t get how Jihoon can be with himself for hours on end, day after day. The only time he interacts with people is when someone calls on him, which rarely happens. Even when he is called on, there’s a 50/50 chance he responds.

One day after he ignores one of Chan’s requests, Chan shows up at Jihoon’s office door, his own guard trailing behind him.

“Good noon Y/N!” Chan smiles at you. Sometimes you forget how well you and Chan know each other, after spending all of your military training together. You were always top of your class and Chan would often ask you to spar with him when you had down time. There were even a few nights when you two would stay up and talk to one another.

“Good noon, Your Majesty,” you bow and Chan laughs.

“C’mon now Y/N, I think we’re past all that! You’ve held a sword to my throat one too many times to keep up the formal business,” Chan teases with a wink. You pretend you don’t feel your ears heat up.

“What brings you by?” You change the topic.

“I need to speak with my brother. He hasn’t been responding when I’ve called on him recently. Do you think I could get in there to see him?”

“I’m sorry, Your Highness, but I’ve been told to not allow anyone into Prince Jihoon’s office, unless it’s the King or Queen. He told me this specifically applies to his brothers,” you tell Chan.

Chan tuts. “He sure is a stickler. Making you stand out here all day long doing nothing.”

“It is an honor to be able to-”

“Ah don’t sprout all that nonsense at me,” Chan tells you. “I know how you think Y/N, and I know how my brother is. You know, Seokmin and I are going to be head of the military soon, I could probably sway you a better position if you’d like.”

Just as you’re about to respond you hear the large door behind you woosh open. “WHAT IS HAPPENING OUT HERE!”

“Jihoon!” Chan cheers. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for days.”

“I know, and I’ve been ignoring you for days. One would think you’d get the hint. Sir L/N, if you could do your job that would be greatly obliged. Stop causing a ruckus and get rid of the problem instead of becoming one.” With that Jihoon slams the door shut again. You have half the mind of storm into his room and choke him out, but you have just only a bit more resolve than that.

“Oh Y/N, I’m sorry,” Chan whispers to you. “I didn’t mean to get you chewed out.”

You brush him off. “It’s okay. You should leave though, before Prince Jihoon gets more upset.”

Chan apologizes again before giving you a quick hug and leaving.

The rest of your day is spent the same, standing out of the door. That is until it’s dinner time and Jihoon emerges from his office, looking worse for wear. He once again doesn’t acknowledge you but walks off, expecting you to follow. 

He leads you to his room before he turns to you. “Leave.” With that he closes the door in your face. He makes it hard to keep him protected when you’re the one who wants to kill him.

The next morning when you meet Jihoon you’re expecting him to walk straight to his office but he addresses you instead. “I have a meeting with Lord Kye and I do not favor unpunctuality.”

“Yes Your Highness.” With that Jihoon takes off and you follow closely behind him. As usual you two don’t exchange words, the only sound filling the corridor being your footsteps.

Lord Kye is, from your understanding, Prince Jihoon’s advisor, and one of the only people Jihoon genuinely enjoys being around. Along with his brothers, he has his noble friends from the neighboring kingdoms and what not, but really he only spends time with them out of formality. But with Beomju it’s different. You’ve observed the two talking for hours on end, even if it’s not a royal appointed meeting.

“Ah, Sir L/N. I wasn’t expecting you today.”

“They have been appointed as my personal knight,” Jihoon explains before you can. He then turns to you. “You can stand out here and wait until we are finished.” With that the too large doors to Beomju’s quarters close and you’re left to stand outside. Exactly as you expected.

You can hear the soft murmurs of the two men talking, but not enough to be able to hear what they're saying. Just enough so if they called for help you could intervene.

You’re caught up in thinking about new battle techniques when you hear your name called down the hall.

“L/N!”

“Sir!” You salute to The Captain as he walks up.

“At ease, kid.” He looks around and then at the door behind your back. “You know, you really should be inside the room.”

“I’m aware Sir, and I respect the training we were taught, but I was given strict orders by Prince Jihoon to stay outside of the door,” you explain. “I’ve been outside of his office door all week, Sir.” 

The Captain tuts. “The prince should know better than to do something so disregarding. Hmm.” The Captain motions for you to move out of the way and you step to the side. Three heavy knocks hit the door before The Captain speaks again. “Sorry for the interruption Your Highness, may I intrude?”

With the sound of shuffling, a few seconds later the doors open again, Lord Kye standing at them. “Ah, Captain, is there an issue?”

“Forgive me my lord, but given recent events, it is protocol for Sir L/N to be inside all rooms that Prince Jihoon may inhabit,” The Captain explains, giving a pointed look at Jihoon to get his message across.

“Ah, of course. Please come in.” Lord Kye opens the door wider for you to step in. With the problem seemingly solved The Captain takes his leave. “Would you like anything Sir L/N?”

“No thank you my lord.” You stand guard in front of the door, staring out the windows at the town in the distance. Prince Jihoon and Lord Kye continue their conversation, a bit more hushed than speaking tone, not that you’re listening. You frankly couldn’t care less about what royal business they have, as long as you’re doing your job.

You stand there for the better half of the day before Prince Jihoon wraps up his conversation with Lord Kye. He doesn’t say a word to you as he leaves the room, you follow behind him as he does.

The next on Jihoon’s list of activities is a dinner with his family. You and Jihoon are the last ones to enter the dining room. Four other knights stand guard at the doors, the other members of the royal family’s personal knights.

“Jihoon!” Seokmin calls happily when you two walk in. “Oh hi Y/N!” You bow at the prince with a small smile before moving to stand guard.

“Ah Jihoonie I’m still so jealous you got Y/N-ah as your guard, you’re so lucky” Chan says. “Don’t get me wrong, I respect all of our knights, but Y/N is so nice!”

“Then you can make arrangements with The Captain to change guards,” Jihoon says harshly before sitting down.

After that the dinner is thick with an awkward tension looming in the air. Jihoon doesn’t say a word as he eats his lunch, a frown plastered to his face. Chan and Seokmin make small conversation and The Queen tries to talk about her current projects, but most of the interactions fall short.

The dinner lasts two painful hours before Jihoon is standing up and excusing himself. It looks like The Queen wants to say something to him, but eventually lets him go without a word. You bow quickly to the royal family before exiting as well.

You two run into The Captain on the way out.

“Sir L/N! I require a meeting with you. Prince Jihoon, if you would join your family back in the dining room, you will be able to leave again when Sir L/N is free.”

Jihoon looks less than pleased with this arrangement. “Just assign another guard to me. I have work to do.”

“Your father has approved of this, so please cooperate with us. It will only take a few minutes.”

Jihoon glares at The Captain but turns back around into the dining hall. You follow The Captain to his office.

“Sir? Is everything okay?”

“Of course, there’s just some protocol we need to go over. Given the intensity of the war, there are a few extra things we need you to do as Prince Jihoon’s knight. First will be that you will stay inside every room he is in, no matter what the prince himself says. It is also now required that you are not excused by the prince himself, but you will have to stay with the prince from when he wakes up to when he is asleep.”

The Captain continues to list the new protocol for you. Most of it just means you will have to be around Jihoon even more, in even closer proximity. You’re about to just ask The Captain for a different position, but you can’t bring yourself to do it. He would take it that you’re ungrateful for your position and not committed to your job as a knight when you are.

The meeting gets over within ten minutes and you’re back at the dining room to pick up Prince Jihoon. He seems even grumpier when he exits the room.

“What did The Captain want?” He asks and you’re surprised he’s even talking to you.

“We had protocol to go over.” 

“Protocol? Isn’t that some of the first things the guards learn? Why did you, such an esteemed knight, have to go over something like that? Are you stupid? Is that why? If my father is going to appoint me a guard he could have at least assigned me one who can do their damn job,” Jihoon grumbles.

What you wouldn’t do to wring his neck right now. Instead you clench your jaw, waiting for him to get done with his outburst. When he’s finally done he composes himself, like he didn’t just go on a whole bitch fit, and brushes past you.

You’re following behind him, as usual, when he suddenly stops and turns towards you. You prepare yourself for another tantrum. “Just stop following me. I can get to my down damn bedroom myself, I don’t need you on my heels all the time.”

“It is my job to see you get to your destinations safely,” you tell him, as calmly as you can.

“Fine, just to my room.” Jihoon doesn’t listen to you as you’re about to protest and continues walking. 

While you trail behind him you wonder what crawled up his ass and died.

When Jihoon gets to his chambers he walks in and you follow him in. He turns to you when he makes it to the middle of his room. “Okay I’m in my room safe, you may now be dismissed. Have a good night Sir L/N.”

Something in you finally snaps. “I’m sorry to inform you, Your Highness, but I cannot simply be dismissed just by your word. I have hours I have to fill.”

“Well I’m telling you I’m fine and that last time I checked I’m the one in charge,” Prince Jihoon says threateningly. If there’s one thing you hate, it’s royalty pulling the status card.

“Do you have an issue with me, Your Highness?” You ask, spitting out the title a little too harshly. Luckily for you Jihoon seems a bit worked up about something else to scold you for your tone.

“I don’t need a babysitter,” he growls. “It’s insulting, honestly. Everyone thinks I can’t hold my own, like I’m some fragile thing that needs to be kept out of reach. I can protect myself, thank you very much.”

“You may think that but your father called for this after the most recent attacks. Don’t be so arrogant. This is my job and just because you don’t agree with this arrangement doesn’t mean you have to be disrespectful to me. How do you think the people would feel if they knew how a member of the royal family treated their servants? You’re going to be king one day, act like it,” you snap. With that you turn and leave Jihoon’s chambers, too worked up to even think about the consequences.

When you wake up you’re finally hit with the weight of your words. You kick yourself the whole time you get ready and you slowly make your way to Prince Jihoon’s room. He’s just walking out his door when you approach and you swallow thickly before you make your presence known.

“Good morning Sir L/N.”

“G-good morning, Your Majesty.”

“I have thought about your words from last night, and I’ve found you are correct. I have also deducted that you are now the only knight fit to guard me.” That’s all Jihoon says before he starts to walk away.

Your mind is still reeling from the first sentence he said, but the second one has thrown you for a whole new loop. You’re not even sure what to say but you’re at least smart enough to start walking, following behind Jihoon like usual. 

After that things…change. Jihoon talks to you more, not a lot, but just a bit. His tone is nicer now though. It seems since you were brave enough to challenge him he deems you worthy to talk to.

Jihoon also seems to be out of his office more, but that may be due to having more meetings and The King ordering him to spend more time with the royal family. Even when Jihoon is inside his office, you’re also in there, someone for him to talk to when he needs human interaction.

Today is one of those days. You’re standing by the door when Jihoon lets out a loud sigh, pushing his paperwork away from him. “All of our efforts are going into this war, and there’s still no progress.”

“What happened with the alliance between your father and the Kwon Dynasty?”

Jihoon shakes his head. “No deal. The Kwons were asking for too much and by the time Father was going to just give in and accept, they had already aligned with the enemies. Not loyal.”

“The soldiers on the field are already tight. We might not be able to make it through the next battle without having to draft even more citizens. Even with them they’d be inexperienced and would have to go through the basic training process,” you note.

“We must do what we have to,” Jihoon says and you frown a bit. You know he’s right, but something about putting the people at risk feels wrong. Before you can say something Jihoon speaks up again. “Why did you become a knight, Sir L/N?”

The question makes you stop for a moment. You ponder the question before you answer. “It felt like the right thing to do. I’m not exactly talented in any other trade, but I can fight. When I enlisted in the military it was at a time where there was a lull in people joining. I thought if no one else would do it, I would.”

“What do your parents do Sir L/N?”

“My mother is a seamstress and my father works as a carpenter,” you answer. “Humble beginnings. Joining the military wasn’t about protecting the throne, rather than protecting the people. They gave to us while I was growing up, so it was my time to give back to them.” 

You don’t really realize it but Jihoon keeps asking you questions. You keep responding, even going off on tangents or switching conversation topics. Before you know it, it’s late into the night and Jihoon has ignored all of his paperwork for the day.

It’s not until you hear a knock on the door, interrupting Jihoon’s explanation of how the royal education system works, that you two are broken out of your little bubble. You quickly stand from where you were sitting on Jihoon’s office couch to open the door.

Standing on the other side is Hansol and your face splits into a wide grin.

“Hansol! What brings you around these parts?”

“You didn’t come to tonight’s sparring session and Prince Jihoon was not in his chambers when the night guard showed up for his shift. I was sent to find you two.” You notice that the windows outside of Jihoon’s office show it’s well past night fall.

“Oh! Sorry we were just-”

“I was just finishing up some papers and kept Sir L/N here later than I should have. That one is on me. I’m sorry to inconvenience you like this Sir Chwe. You can inform The Captain and my father that all is well.”

“Yes Your Highness!” Hansol bows before heading off.

“I’m sorry to keep you so late Sir L/N,” Jihoon tells you and he straightens his papers on his desk. “I should be heading to my chambers now, I suppose.”

With that Jihoon stands and leaves his room, locking the door as he does. You and Jihoon walk together towards his room. That’s something else that has changed. Instead of just following behind Jihoon, you now walk by his side.

“Thank you, by the way,” Jihoon says as you two walk.

“Thank me for what, Your Highness?” You ask.

“For indulging me tonight. For answering my questions,” Jihoon responds. “I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know you. Despite being the future king, I’ve come to realize I don’t know much about how the citizens grow up in the town.”

“Well maybe that’s something to improve on,” you say. There’s no snark in your voice though as you desire to genuinely help Jihoon become a better ruler. “I’m sure the people would love to talk to their future king. To give them some assurance that their voices are heard.” 

Jihoon hums, like he’s contemplating the idea, but doesn’t speak on it anymore. Just as you get to his room he stops again to say something. “I also wanted to thank you for keeping me company. Don’t tell them this, but I believe my brothers are right when they tell me I need to focus on relaxing instead of my work every once in a while. So thank you for allowing me to do something other than work tonight.”

“I-,” you’re about to tell Jihoon that it’s just your job, but you stop yourself. It’s not your job to talk to Jihoon, you could have just brushed him off like he used to do to you. You realize that you like talking to Jihoon though. “It’s not a problem, my prince.”

“Still, thank you. I need someone to keep me in check, in all aspects. You’re pretty good at that, Sir L/N.” Something inside you flutters but you push it down. “Have a good night Sir L/N.”

“Have a good night, Prince Jihoon.”

With that Jihoon retires to his chambers and you stand outside of his room, trying to place what you’re feeling.

After that night it’s not uncommon for Jihoon to hold a less formal attitude with you. He talks to you a lot more while doing his paperwork or walking through the corridors. He offers you to sit with him and eat with him. It’s almost like a friend, if you could ignore the way he’s the royal prince and you’re just his appointed knight.

At some point you decide that you genuinely enjoy interacting with the prince. He’s softer when he’s finally warmed up to a person. He seems to even be more friendly with his family, which makes you happy.

Currently you two are sitting in Prince Jihoon’s office, going over war efforts together, when a knock comes on the door. You stand and open the door to see Chan standing outside of the door.

“Y/N!” Chan’s eyes light up when he sees you.

“Ah, Prince Chan, hello.”

“You’re just the person I was looking for!”

“Me?”

“Of course! I have exciting news. May I come in?”

“Prince Jihoon, it’s your brother,” you say to the older man, even though he can see and hear Chan from where he’s sitting.

“Tell him to go away,” Jihoon says.

“Hey!” Chan shouts. 

“Oh did you hear that?” Jihoon muses, a small smirk on his face. “What do you need Chan?” You don’t allow Chan in, but you do step to the side so Jihoon can have a full view of his brother.

“I’m here to inform you that Y/N is now my guard and you will now be guarded by my old guard,” Chan says.

“What?” Jihoon stands up from his desk and approaches his brother.

“Remember a few months back when you said that you didn’t care who your guard was and that we could switch if I wanted. Well I finally got it approved so I’m here to switch guards,” Chan explains.

“No. Denied. I’m not switching guards. Sir L/N is sufficient and I won’t accept anyone else now. Now leave.” Jihoon tries to shut the door in Chan’s face but he shoves his way into the office instead.

“You don’t even like Y/N that much!”

“Well I do now and I don’t appreciate you trying to take them away from me. Tell The Captain and Father that there will be no switch.”

“But-”

“Do not ‘But’ me Lee Jung Chan. I have more power than you, so what I say goes.”

“Hey you can’t use the future king card on me!” Chan protests.

“I’m not, I’m using the eldest brother card. Now get out.” 

Chan’s mouth drops at Jihoon’s words. Chan’s stunned position gives Jihoon an opening to shove Chan out the door, closing the door in his face. Jihoon looks at you when he closes the door shut.

“You do uh…want to stay my guard, right?”

“Correct, Your Highness,” you tell him and you don’t miss the way Jihoon smiles a bit to himself before sitting back down at his desk.

One morning you’re about to knock on Prince Jihoon’s door when a maid walks by. “Sir L/N, Prince Jihoon is already down at breakfast with his parents.”

This stuns you a bit but you don’t question it as you thank the maid and make your way down to the dining room. Sure enough when you walk in the whole royal family is sat around the table. There’s not a conversation going on, but there also doesn’t seem to be any palpable tension.

“Good morning Y/N!” Chan calls.

“Your Majesties,” you greet the family with a bow. At your sight Jihoon excuses himself from the table and walks over to meet you.

“Sir Kim is readying a carriage for us right now. Sir Kim, Sir Chwe, you, and I will be going into town today,” Jihoon tells you. If eating breakfast with his family wasn’t enough, this revelation has you even more taken aback.

“Your Highness, may I ask why we are taking this trip? Is there a problem in the villages?”

“No, no, nothing like that. I just took into consideration what you said to me the other day. About listening to the people and learning about their lifestyles before I become king,” Jihoon explains.

When you mentioned that to him you weren’t really expecting to do anything, it was more of just wishful thinking. You’re pleasantly surprised by this though.

You and Jihoon walk out to the stables where Sir Kim is waiting outside of the carriage with Hansol. You don’t know Mingyu that well other than he’s another one of the knights high up on the totem pole. He’s usually training the new recruits but you wonder if he had a position change like you did. You and Hansol greet each other and before you all climb into the carriage.

The ride into town isn’t too long and it’s mainly spent with you and Hansol catching up. When you do get into town you all climb out of the carriage. The town is busy today, people bustling around with errands and children playing and shopkeepers working. You guys are close to the area where you and Hansol used to stand post at the marketplace so you’re not affected by the crowds.

All of the chaos quiets down though when people start to notice Prince Jihoon. One one falls to her knees in a bow, everyone else follows suit quickly.

“Our Prince has come to grace us!” Someone calls out.

“Please stand,” Jihoon commands and everyone obeys, not wanting to disrespect the prince’s word. “I’ve come to speak to the people. With the war raging on, our biggest priority is our people, and we want to hear what you have to say. Listen to your stories and your troubles. See what we can do to help.”

The people look wary of Prince Jihoon’s words, and if you’re being honest, you don’t blame them. Jihoon looks a bit nervous until a teen boy steps up.

“My family has been struggling with money since the war started. Are there any jobs that the royal family could create so I could help out?”

Relief washes over Jihoon’s face that at least one person trusts him, and he calls the boy over to discuss his question. Soon there’s a line of people in front of Jihoon, waiting to ask him questions and tell him their stories.

A sense of satisfaction fills you as you watch Jihoon interact with the people. You’re glad that Jihoon is doing this, reaching out to the people, and you may feel a bit smug that he got the idea from you, but that’s not the main point.

Jihoon takes his time answering all of the questions as best as he can, taking mental notes of everything the people say. The questions continue for a while until all of a sudden the topic changes and Jihoon is roaming the stalls of the marketplace, looking at all of the creations and goods that everyone offers.

You come across a booth that’s selling art and Jihoon stops and looks over it. He picks up a painting, a landscape of the kingdom. He turns to you. “Do you think this would look good in my office?”

The question stuns you for a moment before you respond. “I think it would look nice on the wall next to your desk.”

“I was thinking the same thing.”

With that Jihoon hands the vendor a couple coins and the vendor looks like he’s about to pass out in excitement. He thanks the prince over and over again until Jihoon finally gets him to stop. Jihoon repeats this process a few times over with different shops and vendors, each one as grateful as the last, until Mingyu’s arms are full of items Jihoon has bought.

You then come across a food stand that’s selling bowls of vegetable stew, something you remember eating a lot growing up. Jihoon turns to the man to buy some.

In the back of your mind you wonder what’s changed in Jihoon. You’ve never seen him interact with the public like this. You can’t recall a moment when you’ve seen Jihoon so kind and open before, especially with the citizens. He’s royalty, there’s really no reason for him to be indulging the street vendors like this, but he is. You wonder if he’s really changed because of you and your words. If you’ve affected him that much.

A fleeting thought that Jihoon is just doing this to please the people flashes in your mind, but you shove it away. Everything Jihoon has ever done has always been 100% sincere.

You’re forced out of your thoughts when a bowl of stew is shoved under your nose. You look up to see Jihoon handing it to you. “For you, Sir L/N.”

You take the bowl from him and thank him and the vendor both before you start to dig in. Jihoon continues to walk around the shops as he eats his stew. You follow close behind him, also focused on your own stew.

Jihoon stops in front of a shop and you can’t help but flush when you see what shop it is. Even while standing outside, the familiar scent of wood fills your nose. You try to ignore Jihoon as he smirks at you and glances up at the sign.

“L/N Furniture,” Jihoon reads.

“They’re not open today,” you inform the prince. “Dad likes to have Sunday as a family day.”

“Shame,” Jihoon tuts, “I’m sure your father makes exemplary furniture.”

“The best.”

You and Jihoon stand and stare at each other for a moment. Neither of you make a move before you decide to speak again.

“Why are you doing all of this, Prince Jihoon?”

“Doing what, Sir L/N?”

“Buying things from the vendors.”

“I wasn’t lying when I told you I took what you said to me to heart. You opened my eyes to how much I don’t know about the people, my people. I also thought about what you said, how they gave to you so now it’s your turn to give back to them. I thought that maybe, that could apply to me too.”

You don’t take your eyes off of Jihoon’s, like you two are coming to a silent understanding. Pride floods through your veins, seeing this growth in Jihoon. Then like a curse being broken, the spell wears off of you and Jihoon and you two look away. Without saying a word Jihoon starts to walk back to the middle of the town and you quickly catch up with him.

When you get back to the center of the marketplace there seems to be a new crowd of people who’ve heard of Jihoon’s arrival, all lined up to talk to the prince. Jihoon happily greets the people before diving right into answering questions.

You stand a bit off from the crowd, watching as Jihoon interacts with the crowd. Everyone seems to be holding onto his every word as he talks to them about the war and the country and solutions to problems and every other thing that’s brought up. 

“Sir L/N, Sir L/N!” You turn in the direction you hear your name. Running up to you is a little girl you recognize from when you would stand post in the marketplace. You smile down at her and pick her up in your arms.

“Well hello there.”

“I have this for you.” You look down to see her holding a flower out to you.

You smile back at her. “Why thank you, that’s so sweet.” You let her tuck the flower behind your ear. When you look up again, you see Prince Jihoon staring at you. He’s surrounded by a group of people who all seem to be sharing their stories with you.

You gently smile at him and he smiles back. A real smile. The one where his cheeks puff up and his eyes squint and your heart bursts at the sight. The moment doesn’t last long though, as Jihoon goes back to speaking to the townspeople.

You bid the little girl a goodbye before you walk over to where Jihoon is standing. He’s holding onto the hands of an elderly woman who is talking to him about what you believe is the water supply in a nearby village. The look on Jihoon’s face is serious and he nods as the woman talks, like he’s soaking up every word.

“Prince Jihoon, it’s almost time to leave,” Mingyu informs Jihoon. Jihoon nods.

He addresses the people, telling them he will have to leave soon, but he appreciated all of their input. He continues to say goodbye to the people when a tingling feeling creeps up your spine. A few moments later, you understand why.

“Take down the crown!” You hear the man before you see him but that doesn’t stop your reflexes from kicking into gear. You quickly draw the dagger on your belt and grab at the moving figure you see. You pin his arm behind his back and hold your dagger against his knife with your free hand.

You don’t think you’ve ever moved so fast before, but something in you just knew; knew you had to protect Prince Jihoon. Mingyu and Hansol stare stunned as the man tries to wiggle out of your grasp, but you’re not letting up.

“What a dumbass move,” you growl in his ear. “We could have you prosecuted right now.”

“Hey c’mon now it was just a joke, I wasn’t going to really hurt him. Re-”

“Shut up.” You twist his arm harder and he yells out louder. He struggles even harder and you slam him into the ground. “Stop moving.” 

“Sir Y/N,” Prince Jihoon’s voice rings through the air. “The town guards will take care of that now.”

Reluctantly you let go, still a bit on edge that someone’s going to hurt Jihoon. The guards who were standing post in the marketplace grab the man and drag him off. 

“Are you okay, Prince Jihoon?” Mingyu asks.

“I’m fine,” Jihoon dismisses Mingyu. “Are you okay Sir L/N?”

You brush yourself off before you nod slightly. You’re not sure what just came over you, but you know that you don’t like the idea of someone hurting Prince Jihoon. Maybe you’re just doing your job, but you can’t get that unsettling feeling to go away.

“We’re leaving now,” you mutter, while ushering Jihoon back to the carriage.

The ride back to the castle is silent and as soon as you get back you and Jihoon head to his office. While Jihoon sits down at his desk he looks up at you. “The Captain and my father will not hear about what happened today.”

“What do you mean?” You demand. “You could have gotten seriously injured.”

“But I didn’t, because you know how to do your job. Thank you, by the way.” You just continue to glare at the prince. “I don’t want them to know because other than that, the day was successful. With the war going on, I don’t want them to worry about the citizens and turn on them, when everyone I met today was incredibly caring and understanding. I’d also like to do this again, but I won’t be allowed if they know about the failed attack.”

You don’t exactly have an argument for him after hearing his explanation so you resort to just shutting up.

Jihoon jots notes down on a piece of paper and you assume it’s about what he’s learned today from the people. A look of concentration is plastered on his face, serious about what he said outside of your father’s shop. Silence surrounds the room until Jihoon clears his throat and you look up to see him glance at you before looking back down at his paper.

“You and Sir Chwe are close?”

It’s not what you were expecting him to say and it takes a moment for you to process the question and form an answer. “Yes. Yes, we are. We met during military training. Once we got into the guard, we were always stationed together.” 

“Do you miss working with him?” There’s a flicker of doubt in Jihoon’s face. You wonder if he thinks you wish to go back to your post with Hansol. If this was the beginning you would beg on your hands and knees to go back to Hansol, but now you find yourself as content as ever.

“Yes, I miss him, but I think the company I’ve found is favorable.” Your eyes meet Jihoon’s and you see his eyes soften slightly. Your answer has been deemed acceptable and Jihoon goes back to his notes, not bringing the topic up again.

As the weeks pass by, Jihoon seems to be in meetings more often than not. The whole kingdom’s focus is on the war effort and you’re forced to stand guard in every meeting, staying quiet as the officials talk. The only thing that gets you through the long meetings is knowing that at the end of the day you and Jihoon will retire to his office where you two can relax and talk as Jihoon finishes up his paperwork.

“Would you accept the position of captain, after The Captain steps down?” Jihoon asks you.

“I’ve never thought of it. I’m sure there are other people who are more qualified than I am,” you say.

“You’re one of the best in the guard though. That’s why they assigned you to me, isn’t it?” You don’t have a response to that considering it is the reason why you were assigned to Prince Jihoon.

“Well, if you had the choice would you still take over the throne?”

This one seems to stump Jihoon. He frowns down at his paperwork before he goes back down to writing. “I think I would. I’ve been raised as the heir so I guess I wouldn’t know a life without it. Chan is amazing with military things, and Seokmin’s the people’s person, but I’m the only who is able to make the hard decisions. The ones that might not always be what works for everyone, but the ones that keep the kingdom running.” 

“You say Seokmin’s the people’s person, but you were quite the sight to behold when we visited the town.”

“That’s another reason why I believe I would take over the throne. Talking to the people, well it opened my eyes. I liked talking to them, but it also helped me show where improvements can be made,” Jihoon says. “But that’s just more difficult decisions to make. Seokmin is truly the pleaser of the people.” 

“I mean, I do think Seokmin’s idea of free puppies is a lot more fun than paying taxes,” you tease and Jihoon snorts.

“You wouldn’t get paid if it wasn’t for those taxes.”

You’re glad you can have conversations with Jihoon like this. Ones where you can be serious with him but also joke around light heartedly. Sometimes you wonder if your comfortable relationship with Jihoon is breaking some kind of boundary, but it never bothers you too much whenever you get to see Jihoon relax and smile.

“Well then thank god for taxes. I need some kind of incentive to keep putting up with you.”

“Oh and here I thought you stuck around for my amazing personality,” Jihoon says as he looks up, meeting your eye. He smirks a little bit and you have to look away before your ears burn off your head.

For the past couple of weeks there’s been some kind of…tension between you and Jihoon. Tension not in the bad way, more like in the “this is probably classified as flirting” way. You perhaps like when Jihoon flirts with you, but that’s something you haven’t fully admitted to yourself and it’s not something you want to spend a lot of time thinking about anyways.

It’s embarrassing to have a crush on Prince Jihoon, to think that someone like him would even look your way like that. You’re just his guard, maybe a friend at most, but nothing else. He’s the heir to the throne. He would laugh in your face if he knew you had those kinds of feelings for him.

You’re knocked out of your thoughts when you hear Jihoon stand and stretch. “This paperwork will be here in the morning. I think I’d fancy a walk in the garden. Care to join me Sir L/N?”

You’re aware you technically don’t have a choice but you still appreciate the sentiment. It’s been happening more and more, Jihoon asking you if you’d like to join him for things. It’s a stark difference from when he used to just walk and expected you to follow.

It’s dark out, the grounds only illuminated by the moon and stars. You glance over at Jihoon, his pale skin basked in the gentle glow. The blooming flowers frame his head behind him and you look away again before your heart starts to do the fluttering thing it does when you stare at the prince for too long.

“Do you ever visit your parents Sir L/N?” Jihoon asks you. It’s been months since that first night Jihoon asked you about your parents and every now and again he brings them up again in passing or in a question, especially after seeing your father’s shop in town.

“I used to, but ever since the war and being appointed as your personal knight, I haven’t had a lot of down time to go see them,” you answer honestly. You don’t mind. You love your parents, but you also enjoy accompanying Jihoon throughout the day as he does his royal tasks.

“I guess I never realized that if you’re with me every day that-”

“Don’t worry about it, Your Highness,” you cut him off. “The war has taken all of our attention recently.”

“Which is another reason to go visit your parents. You’re their child, they must be worried about you.”

“Prince Jihoon, I assure you, there is nothing to worry about. My parents will be okay.”

Jihoon tuts disappointedly, but still changes the topic. “When do you sleep?”

The question throws you off and you stop to look over at Jihoon. “Pardon?”

“When do you sleep? You’re always there in front of my bedroom when I wake up, and you’re there when I go to bed, even on nights when I stay up late. Nights like tonight. So when do you have time to sleep if you’re always guarding me?”

“I go to bed late at night after I’ve ensured your safety and I wake up early to make sure I’m able to attend to you at the start of your schedule. The night shift guard watches over you when you’re asleep but my quarters were moved closer to your room so I can serve as back up if needed,” you explain.

“You’re…only getting six or less hours of sleep a night?”

“It’s not a problem, Your Highness. I don’t need more than four hours of sleep. It was much worse during military training.”

For a second time tonight Jihoon doesn’t look content with your responses, but still changes the topic. “You did your training with Chan, correct?”

“Yes. Your brother was a great joy to train with. He really knows what he’s doing.”

“You two are close?”

“Yes and no. More back when we were training, but that was a few years ago. We were both near the top of the class and it was common for us to spar while refining our skills.”

“So…would you say that Chan is your favorite Lee brother?”

You guffaw at Jihoon’s question, not caring if you’re disturbing the sleeping members in the castle. “Why? Would you be jealous if he was?”

“I was just merely curious,” Jihoon defends himself. If it wasn’t so dark you swear you would see a flush on his cheeks.

You stop and force Jihoon to look you in the eyes as you say your next words. “You are my favorite prince, I would choose you over your brothers a million times.” You’re not even lying, that’s the scary part. There’s a change in atmosphere and Jihoon opens his mouth then closes it.

You’re afraid you’ve overstepped the line when Jihoon opens his mouth again, this time words coming out. “Well that’s good to hear, but I regret to inform you that actually Sir Chwe is my favorite guard.”

Your jaw drops and Jihoon giggles before dashing off. You’re quick to follow after him, chasing him around the garden as he giggles. “You’re going to regret saying that!”

“Make me take it back!” Jihoon calls as he weaves in and out of the hedges. You don’t realize it at the moment but later when you go to bed your face will hurt from how wide you’re grinning, soaking up the sound of the future king’s laughs. 

“Tomorrow, you’re going to have a day off.”

Your head shoots over in Jihoon’s direction. What did he just say to you?

“After our conversation the other day I realized that you never get time off and that’s not fair to you. So I talked to The Captain and you will have all of tomorrow to yourself to do whatever you want. Go visit your parents, sleep in, go shopping. All of it, none of it. Anything you want,” Jihoon says.

“Wh- I thought you didn’t trust anyone else to guard you?”

“I don’t, but it’s not fair to keep you stuck to my side when you have your own life. I can stand one day with some random guard if it means that you get to have a break.” Jihoon’s eyes hold your own and his tone is soft and almost vulnerable sounding. “Just as long as you come back to me the next day.”

You don’t really understand you and Jihoon. You keep each other’s gaze for too long and keep saying progressively tension laced lines to each other, but you still call each other by your formal titles and you don’t think you’ve ever even shook Jihoon’s hand, let alone touched him in any other way.

It’s progressively becoming more and more of a problem, but you still can’t bring yourself to admit anything. Instead you just keep your eyes on Jihoon’s own gaze and ignore the desire to reach out and cup his cheek.

When you wake up the next morning you remember that you have the day all to yourself and you contemplate going back to sleep, but you know that now that you’re awake you won’t be able to fall back asleep so you don’t even waste your time trying. You instead get up and get dressed before heading out of the castle grounds.

You recognized how much it bothered Jihoon that you hadn’t seen your parents in a while and you decided you would take the day to go and see them. Their house isn’t too far away from the castle but it’s still a bit of a walk. You make it to their house by late morning and your mother nearly cries when she opens the door and sees you standing there.

You stay with them for the morning and a bit of the afternoon, catching up on life and having lunch together. Your parents are excited to hear about your position as Prince Jihoon’s knight and you indulge them as much as you can. You note the way your parents are ignoring the topic of war though, not that you mind, as it’s been the only thing you’ve heard about in the castle for months now.

Before you leave you promise your parents you’ll try to visit them again soon and start to make your trek back to the castle. You’re supposed to meet Hansol soon to have a sparring session. You haven’t had time to spend time with him since you changed positions and you miss seeing him daily.

You make it to the castle just before it’s time to meet Hansol and you quickly make your way to the training center where he’s waiting for you. You two greet each other and catch up a bit before you two are readying to spar.

Almost about forty minutes in and you're both panting heavily as you still continue to spar. Your swords clash against each other and even though Hansol puts up a good fight, your skills are apparent over his.

With a bit of footwork Hansol ends up on the ground with the point of your sword touching his throat and he admits defeat. You help him up and you two take a break before you start up again. You haphazardly throw off your shirt before Hansol lunges at you.

You can feel the sweat trail down your face and back as you two move around the room, dodging and countering each other’s attacks.

“You’re good,” you tell Hansol as he nearly cuts your arm, “but you're not that good.” You spin around him and hold your sword up against the back of his neck. “That’s what, six-zero?”

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” Hansol says, but you know there’s no real hard feelings. You and Hansol sheath your swords and walk over to grab a drink of water when Hansol nudges you. You look in the direction of where he’s gesturing to see Prince Jihoon standing and watching near the door.

“Your Majesty,” Hansol greets with a bow.

“Sir Chwe,” Jihoon greets formally. Hansol nods at you before silently taking his leave. “Even on your day off you’re training?”

“It’s not like I get to do much combat following you around,” you say.

You wipe a bit of sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand. When you look back at Jihoon you notice the way his eyes are trailing up and down your torso. You clear your throat unsubtly and Jihoon’s eyes fly up to yours, his ears tinting a bit red.

“What are you doing here anyways? Don’t you have other duties?” You ask him. “And where’s your guard? Why give me a day off if the replacement can’t do his damn job?”

“He’s outside of the door,” Jihoon explains. “I figured he didn’t need to be inside if you were in here. And anyways it’s not like I was planning on running into you, I just wanted to see how training was going.”

“Sure,” you say with a smirk. “Did you like what you saw?”

Jihoon huffs at you, causing you to grin wider. “Your form’s a bit sloppy, but sure.”

“Oh? Big talk from the guy who hasn’t touched a sword since his military training.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means, there’s no way you could beat me in a fight,” you taunt.

“Is that a challenge?”

“The spare swords are on the wall,” you tell Jihoon before walking to the center of the sparring area. Jihoon quickly removes his crown and heavy outer layers before walking over to grab a sword.

He walks to where you’re waiting and takes his stance. Neither of you says a word as you stare each other down. If you’re being honest, you’ve never actually seen Jihoon spar before. You know he can hold his own, but you’re not sure how he will hold his own against you. If he’s anything like Chan, you’ll still be able to beat him.

Lucky for you, Jihoon makes the first move. He swings his swords high but you’re quick to block him. He backs off a second but you follow him. Your movements are quick, calculated, and smooth. Like waves of an ocean you and Jihoon move together, lunging and parrying. Your swords tap together, the metallic beat filling the air.

Outwardly Jihoon’s moves are confident and fluid but you can sense his hesitancy. You were right when said he hasn’t touched a sword since his military training. Jihoon tries to psych you out by swinging high only to swing back down low while you’re caught off guard, but you’re still able to move out of the way. Jihoon grunts at this and lunges back at you again. Your swords press against each other until you’re able to throw his sword right out of his hand.

Right as you’re about to move to land the finishing strike, Jihoon moves away to try and get his sword. You grab at him to stop him but he throws you off of him, throwing you off your balance. Just before you’re able to go down you grab at Jihoon’s shirt, taking him down with you.

You thud onto the ground, Jihoon falling right on top of you. He hovers slightly over you, your faces inches away from each other. You can feel Jihoon’s hot breath as he pants, trying to recover his breath. You can’t tell if his red face is from the exertion or from the proximity. Maybe both.

Just before Jihoon can say something to you, you quickly flip the two of you over, so you’re now straddling Jihoon’s hips. You grab your sword and press it up against his neck.

“Got you,” you say, a bit breathlessly.

Jihoon’s pupils are blown wide and he can’t form a full word. You’re not too much better, staring down at him under you. A thought flickers in your mind that this is the first time you’ve ever had prolonged, or maybe any, physical contact with Jihoon, and it’s you sitting on top of him. That thought makes you come to your senses and you quickly clamber off of him, helping him up after. You both clear your throats before you move to pick up his discarded sword.

“Uhm, good match though. You definitely know what you’re doing,” you tell him as you move to put the sword back where it belongs.

“Yes, well, I should be going. Have a good rest of your day Sir L/N.” Without another word Jihoon quickly left the training room, not looking back. Even without seeing his face though, you could see how his ears were still bright red before the door closed behind him.

The rest of your day off was unnoteworthy and a part of you wished you were on duty, looking after Prince Jihoon, but another part of you was still not recovered from the events of earlier. After that incident you can’t hide any longer. You have a giant, massive, raging crush on the future king and you have no clue what to do about it.

Every time you think about it you want to curl up and die of embarrassment, your face flushing and your heart speeding up.

The next day when you greet Jihoon in the morning he doesn’t seem too affected by what happened, so you decide to play it normal as well. It probably didn’t actually mean anything to Jihoon and you just have a stupid crush that you need to focus on getting rid of.

Jihoon goes over his schedule with you as you two walk through the corridors. He has breakfast, then a meeting with Lord Kye, and then some paperwork he has to send off, and finally he has a brief report to receive about the war effort.

The meeting with Lord Kye is shorter than their normal meetings due to the stack of paperwork sitting on Jihoon’s desk. After Jihoon bids Lord Kye a good bye, you two head to his office to finish said paperwork. It ends up going quicker than Jihoon had initially thought and Jihoon is able to get the report soon after, freeing the rest of his afternoon.

You and Jihoon share lunch together before Jihoon suggests you two go out the courtyard to get some fresh air as you two now have free time. You agree and you two start to make your way outside. On your way there, you and Jihoon pass by one of the sitting rooms and a whistle sounds from the room. You look over to see a gaggle of men sprawled across the furniture.

“Watch out, big shot coming through!” One of the boys hoots. Jihoon huffs and squeezes his eyes shut before opening them and neutralizing his face. He straightens his posture before walking into the room.

Seven boys inhabit the room, grinning up at Jihoon. You recognize them as Prince Seungcheol, Prince Jeonghan, Prince Wonwoo, Prince Minghao, and Prince Seungkwan, along with Jihoon’s two brothers, Seokmin and Chan. They’re the princes from the neighboring kingdoms, all friends with the Lee Brothers as everyone is close in age. 

You don’t know that much about all of them, you were never close to the brothers growing up to know the other princes outside of normal royal status. Right off you can tell how close they all are though, dropping their normal day responsibilities to just be boys together. It doesn’t seem like Jihoon shares that same sentiment though.

“Ooh Prince Jihoon and his loyal knight. What a sight to see,” Prince Jeonghan teases.

“You know, you’re pretty cute,” Prince Seungcheol says, staring right at you. He winks at you when he notices you looking back at him. “Strong looking as well. You’re probably smart too, I can tell. What’s your name kid?”

“You don’t have to respond to him,” Jihoon informs you before turning back towards Seungcheol. “I’d advise you not to bother my knight.”

“No need to be so possessive there Jihoonie, just being friendly.”

“That’s Y/N,” Chan responds. “Jihoon’s personal guard. Hi Y/N!” You give a quick smile to Chan.

“Y/N, that’s cute.” Seungcheol stands up to greet you. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

“Prince Seungcheol.” You bow to greet him and Seungcheol laughs.

“You really are adorable!” Seungcheol takes your hand and presses a kiss to the back of your hand. You try your best not to squirm out of his grip, your ears heating up.

“Stop that,” Jihoon demands. You don’t ignore the way he subtly shoves himself between you and Seungcheol.

“C’mon Jihoon, Seungcheol’s just having fun. You could stand to do the same sometimes,” Seokmin says.

“Not at Sir L/N’s expense,” Jihoon nearly growls.

“Why don’t you ask Y/N themself,” Chan says. “What do you think?” All of a sudden eight sets of eyes are on you.

“I’m sorry, what was the question?”

“Do you mind when Seungcheol flirts with you?” Chan asks again.

“Flirts?”

“Yeah, you don’t mind do you?” Seungcheol asks. He’s grinning at you again. “I mean, it probably happens all the time. You’re obviously a catch.”

“Nobody is flirting with anybody,” Jihoon cuts in. “There is a war going on, there are other things we need to focus on. You guys think I’m stuck up, but maybe you guys should mature more.”

Jihoon turns on his heels and walks away, you close on his heels. When you’re finally out of earshot Jihoon stops and takes a deep breath.

“You know that you’re being ridiculous,” you tell him. He looks at you curiously. “You’re the only person I want to flirt with me.”

Jihoon’s face turns red. He sputters about, not able to get a full sentence out. “I- I wasn’t jealous,” he finally gets out.

“You can admit you are. But, if you’re so sure you aren’t, you wouldn’t mind if I went back in there and told Prince Seungcheol that-”

“No!” Jihoon grabs your arm as you turn to go back the way you came. “Don’t go back there, they’re all stupid.”

You chuckle a bit. “I’m just teasing you. I’ve already told you I prefer you over anyone else, my favorite prince.”

“I- don’t say embarrassing things like that,” Jihoon mutters. Ah, so predictable of Jihoon, repressing his feelings so he doesn’t have to confront them.

That doesn’t stop you from pushing, though. “You like it.” You move a bit closer to Jihoon. “And I know that’s not the only thing you like.” It’s bold. You know it’s bold. Jihoon’s eyes meet yours and you can tell he’s about to say something else but then you hear footsteps and you two quickly separate.

Just as you two are able to gain your composure, Prince Seungcheol rounds the corner. “Oh good, you two are still here. I just uhm, I wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier. It’s not fair of me to be on you Jihoon, you’re right, there is a lot going on and you have a lot on your shoulders. As for you Sir L/N, I’m truly sorry if my actions were inappropriate. I hope that you can forgive me.”

“Don’t worry about it, Prince Seungcheol. There are no hard feelings. Now if you will excuse us, I have to get Prince Jihoon to a meeting with Lord Kye.” You smile politely at Seungcheol before you turn and Jihoon follows suit, leading you away.

You two walk through the castle until you get back to Jihoon’s room. “I don’t have a meet with Lord Kye, do I?”

“No. From what I am aware of, you don’t have anything else on your schedule today, I just didn’t feel like talking to Prince Seungcheol anymore. Excuse my behaviors.”

“No, that’s no problem at all. If there is nothing left on my schedule then I think I may lay down to rest.”

“Of course my prince. I’ll be outside the door if you-”

“Would you like to join me?”

The words, so familiar to hear from Jihoon, stop you in your tracks and turn towards Jihoon. “E-excuse me.”

“Would you like to uhm,” he clears his throat, “would you like to join me for my nap?” When you don’t respond for a moment Jihoon turns away. “I’m sorry, that was inappropriate. Just ignore what I said. Will you wake me up in time for di-”

“Yes. I’ll uh, I’ll join you. Would you like me to take off my armor?” Jihoon nods wordlessly and you take your time to strip off your armor, down to just your shirt and pants.

Jihoon crawls into his bed and you slowly make your way over to the bed. You stare down at him before you yourself crawl into the bed. You and Jihoon don’t say anything as you two shift around in the bed. You can feel your face warm up and your heart speed up. You can barely even breathe as you move to rest your head on Jihoon’s chest. You think his heart is beating even faster than your own. His hand moves up to pet your hair and you close your eyes, relaxing yourself in his touch.

Your body is heavy and your mind is drowsy with sleep when you slowly open your eyes. You’re surrounded in a pocket of warmth and you yawn before you sit up. It isn’t until you try to move your legs that you remember where you are.

In Prince Jihoon’s bed. Tangled up with his limbs.

The prince himself is still asleep, murmuring every time you try to move.

You don’t know what to do. This is Prince Jihoon. The future heir to the throne. Of course the tension between you two has been suffocating and you’re worlds away from how you two used to be at the beginning, but you two haven’t officially discussed your feelings. It’s obvious you are into him but you can’t tell if he has feelings for you or is just allowing himself to finally indulge in a close friendship.

God, it would be so embarrassing if he’s not into you.

You finally are able to untangle yourself from Jihoon and you quickly get out of the bed. Maybe you can convince Jihoon this didn’t happen when you wake up. You’re about to start putting your armor back on when you hear Jihoon stir in the bed.

“Y/N? Why did you get up?” Shit. As much as you hate to admit it, hearing Jihoon call you by your name without formality makes your heart flutter.

“Uhm, it’s time for dinner, Your Highness.”

“Ah,” Jihoon mutters. You look over at him and he still has a sleepy look on his face, his hair tossed all over. Your heart swells at how adorable he looks. Slowly he starts to get up and stretch and fix his appearance. When he’s ready he turns towards you.

“Hey Y/N, about earlier I-”

CRASH

“Shit, what was that?” You quickly break away from Jihoon to rush to the door. Before you can even get to the door it’s thrown open and a sword is thrust right at your face. You fall to the ground in an attempt to dodge it.

You don’t have time to react, jumping up to your feet and grabbing your own sword. You’re hyper aware of where Jihoon is, glancing at him from your peripherals. He’s stunned for a moment before he moves to grab the sword kept on his wall.

Two more men barge into the room after the first and you’re quick to take two of them on at once. You do your best to combat the two men, while keeping an eye on Jihoon’s battle as well. You thrown to the ground and one of them slashes at your leg. It cuts right through your flesh and you hiss.

Your hand is still gripped tight around your sword and you take it and push it right into the man’s knee, twisting as you take it out. He screams and falls to the ground. You’re able to just barely get up, but before you can catch your balance the other man is tackling you back onto the ground. You two tussle around on the floor before you’re able to grab your dagger from your belt and slam the blade right into his neck as he pins you to the ground. Quickly his body loosens and you’re able to throw him off of you.

When you look over, the third man and Jihoon’s swords are locked. You grab your own sword and stumble over to where the two are, thrusting your sword right into the side of the other man. He crumples to the ground when you take it out. Your sword is now covered in red but you can’t focus on that when your pant leg is also drenched in the color.

You hop over to Jihoon’s bed and quickly rip part of your shirt off to wrap up your leg. The cut isn’t deep but it’s long and stings like hell. Jihoon is still recovering his breath when he moves over to you.

“Y/N! Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you grunt out. You tighten the final knot and stand up. “I just have to keep the adrenaline pumping. Let’s go, we have to go alert The Captain.”

Jihoon looks like there’s more he wants to say but you ignore him, quickly moving to leave the room and find The Captain. You navigate the halls until you hear screaming. You move to go meet it. When you get into the courtyard it seems a full on battle is happening.

You spot The Captain already head-to-head with two men. Other soldiers are also in combat, doing their best to ward off the enemies. 

“Prince Jihoon! Go find safety!” You glance around to make sure Jihoon has a safe exit.

“No! I’m staying here to fight. It’s only right as the future king. Not to mention I will always be safest by your side.” He draws his sword and before you can even get another word out you’re being shoved into a pillar. You grunt as you hit hard. You barely catch your breath before you’re locked in a spar with another man.

Your body kicks into autopilot as you match all of the enemy’s strikes. Each person you take down, there’s another one or even two to replace them. Your body is thrown around, pushed into the ground, hit and punched and cut. Your breath is ragged and you’re sweating all over but you can’t stop.

Just as you’re about to take a sword in the shoulder the person is thrown to the ground. There’s a blur of bodies before the enemy falls limp and you can see the other man is Hansol, here to save you.

“Y/N! You good?”

You reach down to help him to his feet. “I am now that you’re here.”

It’s easier to take on the opposing attackers with Hansol by your side. After years of working together you two know each other’s movements, being able to work around each other to take down the others. You’re thinking you two are doing good when you all of a sudden a burning pain shoots through your spine. You can hear the squelch of your blood when the sword is dragged out of your shoulder from behind. You have to take a couple deep breaths to get the fuzziness out of your vision but you’re thankful the opponent didn’t stab your dominant shoulder.

Hansol moves quick to attack the man who stabbed you, the man he was just battling on the ground, dead. You tuck your arm into your side to not jostle your shoulder more. You grip your sword tighter before you turn to take on the next enemy.

As you look around a good amount of the chaos has calmed down as more and more soldiers are taken down, from both sides. A few of the enemy fighters flee as others continue their mission. The battle is almost over.

As you stand still for a moment of peace, you can feel your head throb from the blood loss. You’re about to move to do something about your shoulder when you hear a scream from behind you and you turn to see that it was the opposition, rather than Hansol, and you let out a sigh of relief. 

“You good?” Hansol asks you.

You only nod a bit before you look around and notice the glint of two swords in the distance. It’s Jihoon. Quickly you move towards him, desperate to protect your prince. Just as you get to them Jihoon’s sword goes right into their skull, the person dropping to the ground.

Jihoon’s own sword matches yours now, bathed in a bath of thick red blood. Jihoon sees you approaching and his face softens. He’s about to say something to you just as you notice movement from the corner of your eye. 

“Jihoon!” Before his name can even leave your lips your body is moving, your reflexes quick from years of training. Your body lurches forwards, pushing Jihoon down as the sword slashes into your side. You hiss, but with your adrenaline pumping you don’t stop. You just stand up straight and slash your sword right back at the enemy.

Your swords clash together, in a twisted, unplanned choreography. Clang, clang, slash. His sword nicks your upper arm this time. You won’t let him win though. You won’t let him get to Jihoon.

You grunt as you fall to the ground, your sword knocking out of your hand. You curse. The man hovers over your body, his sword ready to plunge into your heart.

That is, until you sweep his leg. He goes tumbling to the ground as well you’re able to climb on top of him and start punching him in the face. It doesn’t last long though because he grabs you by the neck and starts to hit you back. Your two roll around the ground, slugging it out. There’s a pounding in your ears and your heart is in your throat and your whole body stings, but you can’t stop, not yet.

A glint catches your eye and you take your chance. You lunge for a dagger sitting on the ground, just barely being able to grasp it with your finger tips. Before the other guy can get another move in you slam the hilt of the dagger into his temple, taking him out. His body falls limp, but you don’t allow yourself to do the same yet.

You stagger up onto your feet, searching, until you catch a glimpse of him. You frown at the small gash on his cheek, dripping red.

“Y-you’re bleeding,” you mumble, your thumb coming up to swipe the blood away from the scratch.

“I’m bleeding? You’ve been mangled!” Jihoon grabs at you, steading your wobbly steps.

“Anything- anything for you…my prince,” you manage to get out before you start to fall, Jihoon’s strong arms locking around you as you go down.

You wake up to a pounding head and the sound of light footsteps. You don’t open your eyes but you let out a small grunt and the footsteps stop before getting closer, the bed dipping.

“A-are you awake?”

You finally flutter your eyes open, grateful the room is fairly dim. Staring at you with large puppy dog eyes and a slight frown is Prince Jihoon.

“Your Highness.” You reach to grab him. He guides your hand to his cheek. “Your face.” Your thumb brushes over his already healing cut.

“Who cares? You could have died!”

“It would be an honor to die for you, my prince.”

“Don’t say that,” Jihoon hisses. “I couldn’t- I- you can’t die. Not like that.”

“It is my job, Your Highness, to put my life on the line for yours. I am here to protect you. If I die for the cause, then I am doing my job right,” you tell him. “My death does not matter, as long as you are safe.”

“Shut up! Stop talking like that! It matters to me. It matters to me if you die.” Jihoon’s grip on you tightens. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him so distraught. “I won’t have a reason to continue if you are not by my side.”

“My prince…”

“You are my knight and I am your prince. You are mine, and I am yours, and you have to be beside me or what else is the point? I- I can’t…I love you, damnit! And you can’t keep acting like you don’t love me as well.”

You can’t help but grin, a small chuckle escaping your throat.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I’m sorry, it’s just…you’re quite the force to be reckoned with, my prince.” Your thumb brushes his cheek again. “My prince.”

“Say it back,” Jihoon demands and you laugh a bit before it starts to hurt your side.

“I love you too, my Jihoonie.”

“You know you really shouldn’t be back on duty yet,” Jihoon scolds as he starts to get ready for the morning. He bustles around his room, finishing up his morning preparations. “Your shoulder isn’t even healed yet.”

“I’m fine,” you assure him. “This is my job and I don’t trust the other guards to do it properly. You’re very important, you know.” Jihoon rolls his eyes but you just smirk and lean in to press a kiss to his cheek. “Let me fix your crown.” You reach up to straighten the gold piece on top of his head before pulling away.

It’s been over a month since the battle in the courtyard. You’ve been on bedrest healing but you’ve finally been discharged from the infirmary and you take that as your permission to go back to work. You’ve been itching to finally do something and even though Jihoon visited you everyday while you were healing, it’s not the same as being by his side as his knight.

While you were healing it was discovered that the ambush happened because there was a mole in the kingdom who told the outside about how all of the other princes were in the castle that day. The mole let them in and caused the battle. A few days after that was revealed, the mole was caught and prosecuted. It makes you feel better knowing that the traitor was discovered, but you are still on edge knowing that the war will only get worse.

A good amount of soldiers died while fighting off the enemy that day. A funeral service will be held soon and you think about how the kingdom will start to call for military recruitment again. Nobody you were terribly close with was majorly injured but you know that Chan’s personal knight was fatally wounded in the battle. Hansol has been put in his place for the time being, maybe permanently if his old guard doesn’t recover fully.

The castle’s security will be cracked down on even harder, and more soldiers will be sent out to the kingdom’s borders to instill stricter border control. The new changes worry you more than anything. You’ve always been aware of the war, but a part of you was hoping that it would somehow come to a stalemate or an agreement before things got worse. Wishful thinking.

“Hey, I can see you thinking, stop that. I should be the one who’s all serious and worries about the difficult topics.” Jihoon’s hand brushes over your cheek.

“Sorry, it’s just a bit hard to not think about it.”

“You should only be focused on healing. I still can’t believe The Captain allowed you to go back on duty.”

“Oh he didn’t, I just am,” you state.

“Y/N,” Jihoon scolds, his eyes wide and scandalized.

“I can’t keep laying in bed anymore. Please, I won’t strain myself. I just want to spend time with you.” You’re lucky you know Jihoon’s soft spot (that being you), because he just sighs and resigns, not putting up any more fight

The only issue is that you and Jihoon still have not talked about the nature of your relationship. Sure, you guys confessed and you two are more touchy and give the occasional kiss on the forehead or cheek but you still aren’t officially official. 

It’s something that’s been bothering you for weeks now but you haven’t found the right time to bring it to Jihoon between being in the infirmary and the war stress and everything else. You contemplate if there really is a “right time” and that maybe you should just bite the bullet and bring it up.

You two are about to leave Jihoon’s chambers when you decide that biting the bullet is the best option. Right as Jihoon is about to grab the door handle you grab his arm and stop him. Jihoon turns to look at you questioningly.

“May I court you?” The words spill out of your mouth. Jihoon’s response is instantaneous.

“No.”

That’s definitely not the answer you were expecting. You’re about to start feeling like a fool when Jihoon continues.

“You can’t do this to me Y/N. I had a whole plan. I even asked your parents! I had this whole day set up and we’d go out and then at the end I was going to ask you to court me and I can’t believe that you-”

“You asked my parents? If you could court me?”

“Yes and now you’ve gone and ruined it!”

“You’re so ridiculous,” you mutter, a smirk plastered on your lips. “But you still haven’t given me an answer.”

“I- yes. Yes, of course I want you to court me,” Jihoon says, his temperment toning down. You smile at Jihoon before grabbing him by the waist and pulling him towards you. You lean in and Jihoon meets you halfway, connecting his lips to yours.

Your body is buzzing with warmth when you pull away and you can’t wipe the dorky grin off your face. You’re grateful Jihoon also has a dorky grin on his face.

You don’t know what’s next for you and Jihoon, but you do know that whatever it will be, you’ll get through it, together.

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hello tutorial

in which you’re trying to deal with your crush on seungcheol in a normal way, but the meddling kids are making it harder than it needs to be. (or: five times the underclassmen try to get you and seungcheol together, and the one time it works.)

words: 7.3k | college au, frat au | fluff, comedy, romance

jeonghan 😇

fall back down to earth with you

in which your manager, jeonghan, thinks it’ll be good publicity for you to date hollywood actor and notable heartthrob, joshua hong

words: 9.5k | fake dating au but subverted, celebrity au | fluff, comedy, romance

hoshi 🐯

untitled pwp [m]

in which your best friend is convinced he can make you squirt because he read an article about it once

words: 2k

wonwoo 😼

knock on your door [gn]

in which wonwoo is shy and awkward and you’re a mess. or: mingyu persuades you to trade apartments for a week. he doesn’t tell you that his roommate, wonwoo, is hot.

words: 3.1k | college au | fluff

a 1.2k little companion piece/sequel here! this fic is NOT gender neutral, however. 

and another little 1.3k fic set in the same universe but takes place years later

untitled

in which you’re the crown princess and you have suitors lining up for you left and right, and wonwoo is your royal advisor who doesn’t approve of a single one.

words: 9.5k | royalty au, childhood friends to lovers, fantasy | fluff, comedy, romance

out of the frying pan and into your heart

in which y/n is oblivious, and everything could have been resolved with some proper communication

words: 9.3k | college au, childhood friends to lovers | fluff, comedy, rom com

woozi 🍚

just us and the moon (till the sun starts waking) [m]

in which there’s two things you knew when you were entering this arrangement: one, jihoon doesn’t like relationships. two, you’re a damn fucking fool for lee jihoon.

words: 10k | friends with benefits, college au | smut, fluff, angst, romance

the8 🐸

again, again, again, again, again [gn]

in which minghao walks, and he remembers.

words: 1.7k | angst

mingyu 🐶

sugar and you [gn]

in which mingyu is an idealistic pastry chef, and you’re a cynical wedding planner who doesn’t believe in love.

words: 4.5k | fluff, just really sweet (hah) fluff, one-sided enemies to lovers (?)

dokyeom ⚔

house that eats and pleads and kills [m]

there’s a ghost that lives in your house.

words: 3.4k | smut, horror | warnings for sexually explicit content, gore, decay/rot, grief, vomit, blood, major character death, body horror

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[R, fluff] svt + simple things you find cute ➔ pt. 1 | pt. 2 | (see 2023)

[R, fluff/general] svt + s/o with another member's photocard ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 2 | pt. 3

[R, fluff] svt + shy!s/o making the first move ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 2 | pt. 3

[R, general] svt + shy!fan encounter ➔ ot13

[R, angst/hurt] svt + your hickey prank ➔ pt. 1 | pt. 2

[R, fluff] svt + s/o's first "i love you" ➔ pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

[R, fluff] svt + small touches ➔ seungcheol, jeonghan, wonwoo, mingyu, vernon

[R, general] svt + what attracts them ➔ seungcheol, wonwoo, mingyu, vernon

[R, fluff] svt + first kiss ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 2 | pt. 3

[R, fluff/general] svt + idol!s/o covering their song (idol!au) ➔ joshua, soonyoung, jihoon, seokmin, seungkwan

[R, general] svt + favorite hangouts (platonic!au, bestfriend!au) ➔ joshua, junhui, wonwoo, vernon

[R, fluff/general] svt + dancing bachata ➔ junhui, soonyoung, minghao, chan

[R, fluff] svt + their child says "mama" (parent!au, fem!y/n) ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 2

[R, fluff] svt + you sleeping on the couch (domestic!au) ➔ seungcheol, jeonghan, wonwoo, mingyu, vernon

[R, angst/hurt] svt + s/o taking off promise ring after a fight ➔ ot13

[R, fluff] svt + s/o who’s clingy in social situations ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 3

[R, fluff/general] svt + celebrating win with new staff (manager!au, platonic!au) ➔ ot13

[R, fluff] svt + s/o praising them for unseen skills ➔ seungcheol, jeonghan, wonwoo

[R, fluff] svt + bestie's first sleepover (platonic!au, bestfriends!au) ➔ seungcheol, jeonghan, wonwoo, jihoon, mingyu

[R, fluff] svt + baking with their s/o (domestic!au) ➔ jeonghan, joshua, minghao

[R, fluff/comfort] svt + s/o's weight gain ➔ jeonghan, hoshi, wonwoo, seokmin, mingyu

[R, fluff] svt + letting go of their hands ➔ joshua, jihoon, vernon, chan

[R, fluff] svt + actor!s/o's on-screen kiss (actor!au) ➔ pt. 1 | (see 2023)

[R, fluff/angst] svt + gaining your trust ➔ ot13

[R. fluff] svt + needing help with the top shelf ➔ seungcheol, jeonghan, joshua

[R, fluff] svt + surprising you with cookies ➔ seungkwan, vernon, chan

[R, general] svt + your werewolf ex (werewolf!au) ➔ (see 2021) | pt. 2

[R, fluff] svt + sending a video message on a show ➔ pt 1 | (see 2023)

choi seungcheol . s.coups

[D, fluff] in awe, the first time you realised it (royalty!au, DGV)

[D, fluff] "it's been so long since we've done this..." (spy!au, DGVI)

[D, fluff] "you've got something on your face." (DGVI)

[S, fluff/general] until the flowers bloom ; sir seungcheol has separated from his expedition, and you don’t have the heart to turn him away this winter season. (royal!au)

yoon jeonghan . jeonghan

[D, fluff] with no space left between us (college!au, DGV)

[fluff] week of thanks '22

[fluff] week of thanks '22

hong jisoo . joshua

[D, fluff] "why are you wearing my sweater?" "because it smells like you." (werewolf!au, DGVII)

[fluff] week of thanks '22

wen junhui . jun

[MS, fluff] melting ; this is why you never get ice cream in a waffle cone. it always melts, and no, you’re not going to bite it.

[D, fluff] too quick, mumbled into your scarf (DGV)

kwon soonyoung . hoshi

[D, fluff] on a sunny tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair (DGV)

[D, fluff] loud so everyone can hear (husband!au, DGV)

[D, fluff] “Can you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.” (DGVII)

jeon wonwoo . wonwoo

[AU, fluff/general] youtuber!wonwoo (youtuber!au)

[AU, fluff] werewolf!wonwoo (werewolf!au)

[D, fluff] slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey (vampire!au, DGV)

lee jihoon . woozi

[S, fluff/general] (see 2021) | behind screens ; in a surprise turn of events, professor jihoon of the music & dance department and professor y/n of the french language department are revealed to be…dating? wait, what? (professors!au)

[D, angst] a whisper in the ear (DGV)

[D, fluff/comfort] with a hoarse voice, under the blankets (mythical!au, DGV)

[D, fluff] "you're not fooling anyone." (professor!au, DGVI)

[D, angst] "it's you, it's always been you." (bestfriend!au, DGVII)

lee seokmin . dk

[AU, fluff/general] youtuber!seokmin (youtuber!au)

[D, slice of life] "maybe i can help you fix that." (modern fantasy!au, DGVI)

[D, fluff] "you're the only thing that matters." (royalty!au, fantasy!au, DGVII)

kim mingyu . mingyu

[D, fluff] when we lay together on the fresh spring grass (college!au, DGV)

[D, fluff/comfort] "because i love you." (sick!y/n, DGVII)

xu minghao . the8

[fluff] week of thanks '22

chwe hansol . vernon

[D, fluff] “you didn’t need to do this.” “but i wanted to.” (DGV)

[meltwonu]

s n a k e     |     e y e s    

pairing; snakehybrid!woozi x female!reader

genre; smut, fluff, angst

synopsis; jihoon hates the sad look that pesky husky-hybrid mingyu gives him every time he steps foot back into the adoption center; hates the way people don’t really care about him and return him when they see fit; and hates the way he has to lug his heavy keyboard back into his old room with it’s bubbly wallpaper. but when you offer to take in the cold hybrid, will he finally warm up?

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 COMPLETE

[snakehybrid!woozi hashtag]

| caffeine |    

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x female!reader

genre; smut, pwp (*minor plot)

warnings; dom!wonwoo, (*more to come)

synopsis; you’ve seen wonwoo around; the quintessential wire frame glasses and sweater vest tucked into perfectly pressed chino pants were enough to fool most people. but you’ve seen the other side of wonwoo; the dreamy smirks and fox eyes that lure you deeper and deeper between the shelves of the campus library.

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 COMPLETE

[fratboy!wonwoo hashtag]

| good in bed |

pairing; non-idol!chan x reader

genre; fwb, friends to lovers, smut, non-idol au, mild-crack

synopsis; dry spells are a plenty; what’s a girl to do? 😩 call 1(800) LEE - CHAN for details!!

[ i dedicate this verse to

all the good pipe in the moonlight

and the long nights

where we did everything but talk it through

that’s what we do, yeah ]

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 COMPLETE

[fwb!chan hashtag]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

genre; fluff, smut

synopsis; seungcheol spends half of his paychecks working at the local rollerskating rink on his favorite camgirl, ‘cherry_clouds’. he has to admit, maybe he’s addicted. he even contemplates deleting his account and trying to be ‘normal’ instead of spending all his money on you; showering you with gifts and donations. but when his phone pings ‘cherry_clouds has gone live!’, he can’t help the way his hands shake as he hurriedly opens up your livestream every single time. normal would have to wait.

[hello daddy! hello mom!

i’m your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!

hello world! I’m your wild girl!

i’m your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!]

notes; this is a continuation short(?) fic of the [ seungcheol x camgirl!reader drabble ] I did earlier in the year, so if you haven’t read that yet, please do! technically you don’t need to read it for this to make sense but it’d be much appreciated 💕

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20  COMPLETE

[cherry!cheol hashtag] 

| 🎃 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 🎃 |

pairing; seventeen x reader

genre; smut, ???

warnings; multi x reader, yandere, violence, paranormal, ???

synopsis; Welcome to Monster Mash! A short Halloween fic collection by me, meltwonu! 💕 Each chapter will contain a standalone fic with various seventeen members and various concepts! Chapter warnings will be a must-read with these fics! Come explore the weird and unusual with the ✨monster fucker anonymous✨ club! 🤪

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 COMPLETE

[monstermash hashtag] 

|     thief | ʇsᴉǝɥ     |

pairing; seventeen x female!reader

genre; smut, heist!au, (*minor plot)

warnings; multi x reader, violence, drugs, ?

synopsis; Working under Jeonghan had it perks. On most days, he was kind and even a little lazy; opting to let you approach certain projects on your own while letting you keep half of the profit. But on the days you royally fuck up are the days that remind you that he’s the one in charge, despite him giving you some semblance of authority.

And the days you end up getting caught in the crossfire of rival parties are the days you really really know you’ve fucked up.

notes; Welcome to thief|heist! A compilation of one-shots set in a heist!au and  inspired by Home;run’s MV, as well as previous drabbles/thirst posts with the idea of heist!svt. I’ve change the plot a little, although the rival parties are all still the same~ You can find the rival parties under the T&H tag I’ve included~! ✨

*chapter warnings will vary.

🐱| 🐰 | 🐶

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - ?

[t|h hashtag] 

〚 💜 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕡 💜 〛

pairing; BTSVT x female!reader

genre; smut, pwp, fluff

synopsis; Welcome to Double Dip! A fic collection of BTSVT threesomes for the caratarmys/armycarats out there 💙💜💗 Each chapter will contain a different set of members(always one BTS member and one SVT member) and will have different chapter warnings so please be sure to read them! 💕

It’s time to indulge at the ice cream parlour with various different flavour combinations! 😌💕

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - ?

[doubledip hashtag] 

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

genre; fluff, smut, minor angst

synopsis; In the time that Wonwoo is gone on his semester abroad, you convince yourself you’re okay. He gives you his phone number but rarely even has the time to pick up any calls, much less even send a text message. But when he does, it’s always a ‘sorry, I was sleeping.’ or ‘I’m too tired to do anything right now.’ which leaves you in a weird space, all things considered. But spring semester comes quicker than a blink of an eye and the first glimpse of Wonwoo in the familiar library has the warmth blooming in your chest; just like it was the first time.

[take our time with this one;

let’s just stand and not fall in love.

you can’t win ‘til you lose;

i didn’t know love;

until i met you.]

notes; Hi! Welcome to Until I Met You! A sequel to Caffeine! There will be only 5 chapters to this and it’s moreso of an extended epilogue 💕 In theory, you could read this without having read Caffeine but I don’t think it would make much sense… 😳 If you haven’t read Caffeine yet, you can find it in my series masterlist! 💕 See you soon! ☕️

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 COMPLETE

*chapter warnings will vary.

[uimy hashtag] 

|     𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒     |

pairing; camboy!seokmin x female!reader

genre; camboy!au, university!au, fluff, smut

synopsis; Seokmin makes ends meet. He attends his university classes from Monday to Thursday, flips burgers at the local diner on Tuesdays and Sundays, and even makes an effort to work at the laundromat down the street taking the quarters out of the machines on Wednesdays after his Theatre class. He’s personable to everyone that knows him - all smiles and intoxicating laughs when he brings in two dozen donuts to his early morning History of Theatre lecture. But the extra vocal lessons Seokmin wants ends up being more expensive than he thinks, so he decides it’s time to try something new.

[ i bought a ticket to your show; did you see me? did you know?

i was standing in the back row; with the lights down low. ]

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - ?

*chapter warnings will vary.

✦ 👻  𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 SEASON 2 👻 ✦

pairing; seventeen x reader

genre; smut, ???

warnings; multi x reader, yandere, violence, paranormal, aliens, warlocks, witches, vampires, ???

synopsis; Welcome monster fuckers and ghoul-y ghouls to Monster Mash SEASON 2! A short Halloween fic series by me, meltwonu! Each chapter will be a standalone fic with various members of seventeen and various spooky-ooky concepts! Chapter warnings will be important for these fics! 😈💕

✧  a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. that’s the signpost up ahead - your next stop, Monster Mash! ✧

chapters; [intro] | 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 COMPLETE

[luvlettertohoon]

— lavender. ❁

in which the merman’s hair became a beautiful shade of lavender.

pairing: merman!felix x gn!mer!reader

genre: fantasy, fluff, slice of life(?), a hint of comedy if you think felix making fun of you is funny

warnings: a cuss word or two, felix lowkey making fun of you, he’s just annoying, he’s also kind of a tease so take that as you will, he also calls you a petname at one point, reader kinda has a [nonsexual] tail fixation?? [me being whipped for levanter era felix]

word count: 737

playlist: parade - how to count to ten, honesty - pink sweat$, twin - kangkang

a/n: hey! this is a drabble based off of this au! i love this au so much and am so happy to be continuing it! you might recognize some of these actions if you know of the “great jihoon arm appreciation of 2021″ KAJSHD- big iykyk moment -- anyways! lmk your thoughts on this!! i’d love to hear your feedback <3 speaking of your thoughts, in this the italics are your thoughts!

     “felix!” you exclaimed, popping your head up from the cool seawater. you were swimming to the usual spot you meet felix when you noticed something different. he smiles, excited to see your reaction to the change of his appearance. he scoots over on the large rock, making room for you as you get comfortable on top of it. his skin was still a bit wet from his trip here, but was quickly drying in the cool wind.

     “y-your hair!” your eyes widened as you pointed to his hair. “it’s purple!” you squealed. “it is! do you like it?” he smirks and runs his hands through his hair, tilting his head and showing it off for you. “felix i love it!” you'd always told felix that he'd look great with purple or pink hair, but you never expected for him to actually do it. "you always said it'd look good and i was getting bored with the blond so i thought," he shrugged, "why not? plus, chris said i'd be a total babe magnet." he says the draws out the end of the sentence in a sly voice, his voice getting deeper when he leans closer and throws you a wink. "felix lee... you're so annoying." you chuckle and push him away from you. 

     in the water you see his tail swaying in the water quickly, yet continuing to be gracefully fluid. yours is swaying fast too, the both of you too hyper for your own good. you pull your gaze away from your tails and turn to him. your eyes looking from the top of his head to the bottom of his tail. "it looks so pretty with your scales." he continues looking out at a few birds flying by. "you think so?" you nod, "definitely." the gorgeous silvery blue-grey color of his scales complimented the light purple hair so well; especially during this time of year. you’ve learned that the edges of his scales tend to grow iridescent in the summer; especially towards the end of his tail. you see that he even has a few fully iridescent scales popping up. you want so badly to run your fingers over them, but you aren’t sure if he'd be comfortable with that and you sure as hell aren’t about to ask.

     "what is it, doll? you wanna say something or do you just wanna keep staring?" he teases, jabbing you in the arm with his elbow. i was staring? you look away, face becoming dusted with rose. he shifts his weight back onto his arms, relaxing more. "i didn't mean to embarrass you. what's on your mind? seriously." you appreciate the way he encourages you. he knows you get embarrassed easily. you take a moment to gather yourself and stare down at your own tail, which was golden. you love your tail. not only because it’s beautiful and glitters on a sunny day, but also because felix has always said that your tails look so beautiful next to each other. you still remember the first time he said it. just a casual comment thrown your way after a day of swimming around together during the previous year. 

     "hello? earth to ___?" felix calls. you snap out of your thoughts and nervously flick your tail against the rock. you open your mouth to speak and cringe when you hear the shakiness of your voice. "can i feel your tail?" you blurt out, the words coming out more rushed than you wanted them to. he lets out a cute chuckle. "of course you can. i'd love that." he shuffles a bit and curls his tail up to lay in your lap. you don't miss how he shifts his weight to make sure that the entire weight of his tail isn't on you. “that's really nice of him.” you think. the weight of his tail in your lap is calming, as is his sigh of content. he watches you reach your hand down to gently smooth over his scales, your fingers tracing the edges of each one. he takes notice of the admiration in your eyes. he never thought his tail was anything special, certainly nothing compared to the Royals; until he met you. 

     he looks out again at the sea, seeing another family of mer swimming around and playing. "this is nice." he says calmly, voice close to a whisper. you smile, humming in agreement. this really is, lix.