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[nicholasluvbot]

ㅤ✴ㅤ𝖲𝖮 𝗂𝖭 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤ㅤ:ㅤ𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖮𝖳𝖠 𝖱𝖨𝖪𝖨

❪ 𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖢𝗂𝖲 ❫ 宏田力 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ 600 ✧ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ⸝⸝ 𝗐. ──── 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 🗯ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 :𝗉

he randomly wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and swaying slightly. he doesn’t say anything—just holds you like he needs to recharge. if you try to move, his grip tightens just a little. “don’t leave just yet,” he murmurs close to your ear, voice soft enough to make your heart melt.

he swears he’s not the jealous type, but the moment someone else makes you laugh a little too hard, he’s suddenly right next to you, head resting on your shoulder, a stupidly adorable pout on his lips. he just stares at you like a kicked puppy until you finally give him all your attention. and when you do, he gets oddly sassy, lips twitching into a smirk. “oh, now you wanna talk to me?”

he loves kissing you so much. slow, lazy kisses when you're tangled on the couch without a care in the world. rushed, breathless kisses when he’s missed you too much to be patient. teasing kisses where he pulls away just as you lean in for more, grinning at your frustration before finally giving in.

you’re his personal pillow. he never misses a chance to lay his head on your shoulder, lap, tummy—anywhere. whether you're on the bed, the couch, or lying on the floor just because, he’ll crawl over and settle his head on your stomach, arms wrapped around your waist. sometimes he just listens to your breathing, other times he absentmindedly presses soft kisses to your skin. if you run your fingers through his hair, he’ll sigh in contentment, nuzzling closer.

his closet is basically yours. he doesn’t even pretend to be annoyed when you steal his hoodies, just grins when he sees you drowning in the fabric after he gets home from work. “you know, you could just ask me to hug you instead.” but the moment you wear one of his shirts to bed? it’s over for him. he stares at you like you hung the stars before pulling you into his arms, lips brushing against your forehead. “yeah, you’re never giving this back.”

the second he sees you upset, everything else fades into the background. whatever he was doing—texting, cooking, playing a game—forgotten in an instant. he pulls you onto his lap without a word, arms wrapping around you tightly as he presses soft kisses along your temple, your cheek, the corner of your lips. “what’s wrong, baby?” his voice is low, gentle, laced with concern. but before you can even answer, he’s already on a mission to cheer you up—peppering kisses all over your face, nuzzling into your neck, whispering silly things just to hear you laugh. and when you finally do—when that giggle slips out despite yourself—he grins, triumphant, holding you even closer. “there it is,” he murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth. “my favorite sound.”

he always needs to have you close, no matter where you are. his hand resting on your thigh absentmindedly when you're sitting together, thumb tracing soft circles against your skin. his fingers brushing against yours under the table, hooking your pinkies together. if you're walking side by side, his hand naturally finds the small of your back, guiding you gently through crowds.

when you're with friends, he’s just as clingy—an arm draped over your shoulders, pulling you close as he leans in to whisper something just for you. if you tease him about it, he just smirks, squeezing your waist. “what? can’t help it,” he shrugs, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. and to him, it is.

‎ ‎     • 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 🗯 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 ───── 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ˆᗜˆ

tags @voikiraz , @coquettejunnie , @hanninova , @aloe-7 , @rizzkisworld , @lune-net , @k-films , @sgz-net , @kstrucknet

[slytherinshua]

♡　LOVE EXPLOSION　( エンティーム )

      in which . . . you get cuteness aggression for your boyfriend and try to squish his cheeks.

genre fluff , headcanons , est. relationship , &team x fem!reader   cw just kisses , not proofread   wc 900ish (100 per member)    request no   note where's my boyfriend so i can squish his cheeks and give him kisses i am not okay   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

Giggles as soon as your hands are on his face. He can’t tell you why he finds it so funny, but something about you struggling to even reach to hold his face in your hands and squish his cheeks makes his heart all warm and a big smile grow on his face. Before you can kiss him or even say anything, he’s already teasing you. Will probably squish your cheeks back, agreeing that he also gets the urge to just hold you and coo over your face because of how cute you are in his eyes. 

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

You can’t really catch this man by surprise. As soon as you’re grabbing his cheeks, he’s grabbing your waist, and asking you what’s up. When you just say you wanted to admire him, he will smile at you lovingly. Bends down a bit so you have better access to his face, and of course, gives you the same treatment minutes later. Fuma’s always so gentle and patient, so if this was a common occurrence, he would get used to it quickly. Doesn’t quite understand why you feel the urge to squish your boyfriend’s face almost every day, but he wouldn’t question it either.

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

Pauses whatever he was telling you as soon as you grab his face, because he assumes it’s something serious. First looks at you with big concerned eyes, but slowly his smile grows once he realizes that you’re looking at him as if he hung the stars in the sky. Closes his eyes in shock as soon as you start pressing kisses to his nose. Will grab your wrists and remove your hands, just to return the favour with lots of kisses of his own. Probably asks what it was for minutes later, which would lead to the action just repeating.

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

Immediately throws out questions trying to understand what prompted you to grab his face so suddenly. “What are you do—” Is successfully shut up when you kiss his face and giggle at how cute he is. Eyebrows furrowing in confusion because he can’t recall trying to be cute at all. Let’s you leave kisses all around his face; cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, anywhere you need. Definitely enjoys the attention from you, however, he always racks his brain trying to figure out why you’re squishing his cheeks for the third time, and simply can’t because the cuteness aggression always comes spontaneously. 

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

It’s no secret that you can get away with much more than the normal person because you’re Yuma’s girlfriend. But still, you should be a little careful, cause as soon as you grab his cheeks to squish, he’s giving you a signature kitty glare looking like he might swipe at you. But, since you’re his girlfriend and he loves you, he lets you shower him with sickeningly sweet words while he stands there like 🧍. Definitely rolls his eyes at least once— he’s really not the lovey dovey PDA type of boyfriend. But secretly deep down, his heart flutters a bit at your gesture. 

ASAKURA JO ﾐ 朝倉穣

Looks up at you with his big doe eyes, genuinely confused as to why you’re squishing his cheeks and cooing at him as if he’s a baby. But for some reason his stomach is also somersaulting with butterflies and he isn’t quite sure why he finds the action so flustering. Ears and cheeks turn a bright shade of red as soon as you start peppering his whole face with kisses, and he’s left a stuttering mess for at least a couple minutes because why would you do that so suddenly without warning him. 

SHIGETA HARUA ﾐ 重田美琉愛

Doesn’t even register in his brain that it’s a sign of affection. You could be spilling all the cutest words about him while holding his face in your hands and he’d be raising an eyebrow trying to figure out what all this was about. A little bit lost and confused at times when it comes to this type of affection, but once you explain the concept of cuteness aggression to him, he would probably get it. Enjoys the extra kisses regardless and looks extremely adorable all confused, as if you can see the cogs in his brain turning slowly. 

TAKAYAMA RIKI ﾐ 高山りき

He’s so used to being the victim of cuteness aggression, especially when it comes to his cheeks. Because the members are already all over him. He doesn’t even seem fazed when you squish his cheeks and giggle over his cute dimples. But he does quickly get the idea that he finally has someone he can do it too as well, and will definitely start to squish your cheeks and give you extra kisses on a regular basis to try to balance out how much he receives. Becomes your go-to way to show affection with each other :( 

HIROTA RIKI ﾐ 宏田力

Thinks you’re doing it for a tiktok prank at first. “What trend is this?” As soon as he says that, you stop kissing his face and look at him, exasperated. He’ll quickly realize you were doing it just because, and let you continue without interruption. Probably rambles about how cute you two are as a couple afterwards and his neverending effect on you being credited to his rizz or effortless charm. You have to jokingly say you’ll never give him kisses again just to get him to shut up, cause his ego is that high. But at the end of it, you’ll both be laughing together (and he’ll return the kisses). 

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[kimakento]

JO AS YOUR BF

pairing: bf!asakura jo x fem!reader ⌙ 0.5k

genre: fluff hc

warnings: kissing, small mention of jealousy

tags: loser!jo, fluff heavy, green flag jo, he’s still an idol here, idk just couple activities

a/n: requested!!! i need jo to be my bf so bad guys i think im actually in love

bf!jo is the best ever, he always makes you feel so safe and comfortable in whatever situation.

you’re the more talkative one in the relationship but he’s so giggly whenever you’re with him

jo doesn’t get jealous much, he’s a total green flag but when he does, he usually stays quiet, rethinking your whole relationship it only takes a second when you reassure him for him to return to his usual self

loves to hold your hand 24/7 though is too shy to ask… the biggest smile plays on his lips when you do, his heart fluttering at your touch.

kisses with him are slow and passionate. 

your first kiss with him was one day in his room, when you slightly backed him against a wall and his gaze couldn’t help but flicker down to your lips, causing you to close the gap.

at first, he wasn’t sure where his hands were supposed to go; wrists awkwardly hovering near your waist until you pulled away, letting out a chuckle before guiding them to your hips.

the only thought running through his mind was how attractive you looked that jo only kissed you once more.

practically melts when the name ‘jojo’ leaves your lips, despite most of his friends/members calling him that, it’s endearing coming from you.

you could get him to do anything just by added that nickname at the end

another one of his favourite pet names is ‘baby’!

loves your dates, you prefer scenes like picnics or taking a stroll in the park, hand in hand, while your boyfriend prefers going out to restaurants or movie nights.

he thinks you’re a very warm person, clinging to you every second which you of course love because who wouldn’t ??

cuddle sessions are a must, just staying an extra five minutes in bed every morning.

jo also likes seeing you wear his clothes but won’t admit it to your face, he thinks its the cutest thing ever, always offering his closet when you stay over.

sleeping on facetime…… you do it every night, his members are so sick of the way this man gushes about his ‘beautiful and smart girlfriend’ and how he misses you.

your boyfriend, asakura jo is the biggest loser, so you make sure to flirt with him all the time, just to watch him take a pause or get flustered.

but the rare occasions he reciprocates are the best only because the words barely leave jo’s lips before he turns red. (it doesn’t help that you tease him about it)

even if you’re not a rice enthusiast, he’ll make an exception for you just cause he’s head over heels in love with you

reblogs are appreciated!

[ @lune-net ]

[loserlvrss]

𝐒𝐓AR𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐘OU𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄S( 朝倉.𝐉 )─────エンティーム

( 三月 ). jo takes you out to stargaze 朝倉穣 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, fluff++( 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈 ) warn. kiss wc : 712HUN

노트 me + the confession trope are locked tf in so bad

You felt the plush of the blanket under you, cushioning the ground slightly. The sky was clear, creating room for the hundreds, on thousands of stars to litter the sky. You didn't know many constellations, but just connecting the shiny dots yourself was relaxing. 

The air wasn't chilly, especially under the light sweatshirt you had on, because it was late spring. You didn't really know what time it was, or how long you'd been stargazing but, it didn't matter. You'd cancel every plan you had to stay out here a little bit longer. 

Mostly because you were spending quality time with a good friend of yours, Jo, who had invited you to this occasion earlier in the day. 

The man was lying by your side, not close enough to touch but, enough to feel the warmth radiating off him. He laid with his arms under his head for better support, staring up at the sky wordlessly. And even though it was silent, you didn't feel uncomfortable—not even with the thought that passing strangers would think you two were on a date, or the thumping in your chest every time he'd re-adjust ever so slightly, which made him ultimately approach you.

You could tell that, even through the darkness, your cheeks had a light pink to them. 

Truthfully, you were so keen to accept the offer Jo extended to you, simply because it was him. You've always felt blissful with him by your side; and he's been by it through thick and thin. If you didn't know any better, the little things he always did for you must have been hints—but that was just you mindlessly wishing upon a shooting star.

Shifting caught your attention, and you tried desperately to not make it seem like you had noticed. You didn't want him to catch on to the fact that he kept getting closer to your side, only centimeters apart now. Even if it was only subconsciously, he would eventually inch until he couldn't anymore, and then you'd have every excuse in the book…to do? Well, you weren’t exactly sure.

However, you couldn't help thinking that maybe he wouldn't feel the same. Maybe, just maybe, he was contempt just being friends with you. And, that thought alone is what always held you back.

It's the little things that kept you grasping at straws, and it was the even smaller thoughts that would totally blow them away.

Were friends truly better off staying friends?

Your thoughts were speeding miles an hour, even when you fronted admiring the glistening night sky, you couldn't help think of Jo; the peacefulness he brought to you, the gentle caress to the heart. It was his soft voice that kept saying your name…until you finally realized that it wasn't in your head.

"y/n?"

He had turned to you, head resting against a folded arm. Your face flushed under his gaze, and you couldn't physically get yourself to turn to him—afraid you'd be too close that he could see right through your facade. So, you opted to stay looking at the sky instead.

It didn’t seem to bother him, and you let him notice the imperfections on your skin that made him shy away from you momentarily—or maybe it was because of something else, you had no idea. You found his stare too intoxicating to ignore, to not feel physically burning you, blooming butterflies, shooting stars…

"Jo," You whispered against the air, "Can you stop staring at me, it's—"

"Making you uncomfortable?"

You gulped, a slight fear casting down on you, "No! Not ex-exactly. It's, I don't know, intimidating?" You could partially see the eyebrow raise from your peripherals, and you don't know what took over you. "Do you like me or something?"

"Yeah," Your head turned at neck-breaking speed and, just as you had calculated earlier, your faces are centimeters apart. You desperately tried to avoid eye-contact but, it didn't really matter with him glancing down at your lips. Your nerves were doing leaps along with your stomach, awaiting anything. "I do like you."

You couldn't help leaning in slightly, brushing featherlight lips. Your eyes closed and you heard a small chuckle before finally feeling Jo close the distance completely.

It could've been a dream but, if it was, consider yourself never waking up ever again.

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[winteringdream]

SICK DAYS ───── asakura jo

✩ ⋅ pairing. asakura jo x gn!reader ✩ ⋅ genre. fluff, sickfic ✩ ⋅ warnings. none! ✩ ⋅ wc. 655 ✩ ⋅ prompts. reading together, one sitting on the counter as the other grabs a spoon + pint of ice cream from the fridge and feeds it to their lover, protecting their peace when friends and family are around ✩ ⋅ request. no thank you so so much lovely 💖 ✩ ⋅ a/n. another one for the 600 event! ty for requesting!

Your head feels heavy, the warmth of a fever burning up your whole body. The world outside your closed eyes is muffled, until the sound of the freezer door opening cuts through the quiet.

You stir slightly, peeking through heavy lids to see Jo standing by the fridge, rummaging around. His dark hair is slightly tousled, and he’s wearing one of his soft, oversized sweaters, the sleeves bunched around his hands as he pulls out a pint of ice cream.

“Jo?” Your voice is hoarse, barely above a whisper.

He turns at the sound, his expression softening instantly. “I almost thought you fell asleep on the counter.” He jokes, closing the freezer. 

He walks over to where you’re sitting on the kitchen counter, legs dangling, too tired to stand on your own for long. “I was going to let you sleep, but I figured this might help.”

You blink in confusion as he peels off the lid, scooping out a spoonful of the ice cream before holding it up to your lips. 

The cold metal brushes against your mouth, and you hesitate before taking the bite. The chill soothes the raw soreness in your throat instantly.

Jo watches you closely, his lips forming into a small smile. “Better?”

You nod, swallowing the sweetness slowly. “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to,” he says simply, dipping the spoon back into the pint for another bite. He feeds it to you without hesitation, his movements slow and patient. “You barely ate earlier.”

You sigh, leaning slightly against him, exhausted. He doesn’t complain when your forehead rests against his shoulder, just shifts enough to make sure you’re comfortable.

Later, when he guides you back to the couch, you curl up against his side, wrapped in a blanket. Before your eyes can close completely, he grabs a book from the coffee table and settles beside you.

You instinctively shift closer, resting your head against his shoulder. His sweater is warm, soft against your cheek, and his scent, a familiar and comforting scent, makes you relax.

His voice is soft and calm as he begins reading a page of the book. 

You listen to the gentle rise and fall of his words, letting them wash over you like waves. Your eyes slip shut, comforted by the steady warmth of Jo.

Every so often, his fingers brush over your arm, absentminded, like a reassurance that he’s still there

You don’t even notice when your breathing evens out, slipping into sleep against him.

“Is she out?” A voice cuts into the quiet. You recognise the voice as his friend Harua. You nuzzle closer to Jo, pulling the blanket slightly more over your head.

Jo barely glances up from his book, his free arm instinctively tightening around you. “Don’t wake her,” he says in a soft voice. “She’s sick.”

There’s a small pause before he mutters, “Got it,” and quietly retreats.

Jo exhales, glancing down at you. His gaze lingers for a moment, his expression soft. Then, just barely, he leans down, pressing a featherlight kiss against your temple before returning to his book.

“Sleep well,” he murmurs, almost to himself.

[everythingxh]

Our Day

Pairing: idol-Euijoo x idol-reader

Genre: Marshmallow Fluffy cause it’s a wedding day

Warnings? A little suggestive when the bride and groom text so mdni, pronouns used are (she/her)

Summary: it’s your wedding day today, your groom is Euijoo. @lune-net

The sun had risen on the 7th of September as Y/n and Euijoo's day began.

Today is their day.

Today is the day to be happy for them.

Today is the day they can finally call each other "Sweetheart" and "Honey."

Y/n's four friends surrounded her bed from both sides as they woke her up to get her ready for her big day.

"Oh Y/nnn, wake up! Today is the day you've always dreamed about," her best friend Leni said as she started shaking Y/n’s body.

"Oh, come on, Y/n! You might not have enough time to get your nails and hair done, and putting that dress on might take like an hour just to get the top part on. Come on, wake up, sleeping beauty—or should I say, soon-to-be Mrs. Byun?" cooed her other best friend, Sarah, as she grabbed a water bottle from Y/n's bedside table, sprinkled some on her hands, and flicked it over Y/n's face to wake her up properly.

Y/n's eyes slowly opened as her vision focused on her four friends surrounding her bed. She weakly smiled and rested her elbows on the soft mattress to sit up properly.

"Hey, guys. And good morning to you too, Sarah. That wasn’t very nice of you to do that, my child," Y/n said in her soft morning voice.

"Well, Mother, you didn’t wake up, so I had to use the emergency method," Sarah defended herself.

Y/n sighed and gently nodded her head, her lips pressing together as the corners curled upward into a small smile.

"Well then, what shall we do today, my bridesmaids? And maid of honor?" Y/n asked, looking at each of her friends in the room.

"First, we should get you showered, then into the main room where the hairstylist will work her magic while the nail artist does your nails. And, of course, your makeup will be done by me, because I'm the best at it. After that, Sana and I can help you with your huge dress," answered her childhood friend Dahyun.

"Let’s go then! What are we waiting for?" Y/n said excitedly as she swung her feet to the side of her bed, ready to begin her and Euijoo's special day.

Her four friends smiled at their best friend, feeling genuinely happy for her.

As the five girls made their way to Y/n’s bathroom, Sarah suddenly stopped the group, holding up her right hand to gesture for them to halt.

"Sarah… girly, can we pass, please? We want to help bathe her too," protested Leni, looking down at Sarah. She shook her head and faked a little smile.

"Nope. Only a mother can bathe her child, and last time I checked, I was her third mother. You know, her actual mother is her first, and her man's mother is her second. So, basically, I’m the third. Anyways, I’m bathing her, and you stay out of it," Sarah declared as she pushed all three of them out and shut the bathroom door.

——————————————————————

As the hairstylist curled Y/n's hair and styled it the way she wanted, Y/n was on her phone, texting her soon-to-be husband.

Heyy babe! Guess what?

What?

I’m getting my hair and makeup done so that I can marry you

Ohhh I can’t wait to marry youuu You know what I’m more excited for after our wedding day ends?

Wait let me guess…..sleeping at the hotel?

Nope

Umm maybe the rest we’re gonna get on our honeymoon? Cause you had like three comebacks and I had four, we need rest you know

Yeah I know But I’m excited about what’s after the wedding ;) The part where I show you how much I love you

Oh stoppp ittt don't make me blush in front of my besties, you know what they'll do when they see my red ass cheeks

Okay I’ll shut up now

The corners of her lips curled into a joyful grin.

Just as she was about to continue texting the man she'd fallen in love with, her best friends snapped her out of her little world and brought her back to reality.

"Hellooo? Earth to Y/n, are you here? Gosh, guys, I think we lost her!" shouted Sarah, waving her hands in front of Y/n's face.

"Okay, okay, gosh," Y/n said, lifting her head from her phone to look at herself in the mirror.

The hairstylist had just finished, and Y/n admired the way her hair cascaded in soft, elegant waves down her back. The front sections were pulled back and twisted into delicate braids, meeting at the crown of her head in a subtle, floral-inspired knot. Tiny, pearl-like pins were tucked into the braids, giving her hair a romantic, whimsical touch that perfectly complemented the day.

"Woah, thank you so much, Lia. My hair looks amazing," Y/n complimented, moving her head from side to side to show off her hair.

"No problem, Y/n," Lia replied with a smile, moving over to the other girls to do their hair.

"Alright, quit goofing around, Y/nie. Your wedding is in an hour, and you still need to get your makeup done—and, of course, the dress! Now come here; I’ll do your makeup, and then Sana and I will help you with the dress," Dahyun said, half complaining.

——————————————————————

"And… done! Look at you. It feels like just yesterday we were in your room pretending you were the bride and I was the groom. You wore your bride costume, and I was wearing my older brother’s suit, acting as your husband-to-be. Ahh, great memories," Dahyun said as she finished Y/n's makeup.

"You can look at yourself now. I allow it," Dahyun added, laughing at her little rule: Do not look at yourself unless I say so.

Y/n slowly lifted her eyes from her phone and locked eyes with her reflection in the mirror.

Her makeup was soft and glowing, highlighting her natural beauty. A subtle shimmer on her eyelids made her eyes sparkle, while the delicate winged eyeliner and wispy lashes gave her a soft, romantic gaze. Her cheeks were dusted with a light pink blush that matched her lips perfectly—glossy, but not too bold. The overall look was effortlessly elegant, making her feel like the most beautiful version of herself.

"Gotta say, this is another great masterpiece by the artist Kim Dahyun. God damn, I’m hot," Y/n exclaimed, smiling at herself in the mirror.

"And now I can join in! Come on, Y/n, we don’t have much time. The dress is waiting for you!" Sana said, grabbing Y/n's hand and pulling her toward the dressing room.

"Alright, here we go. Ahh, I can’t believe you’re getting married in a few minutes!" Dahyun exclaimed as she slipped the top half of the dress onto Y/n.

"Yeah, girl, how are you feeling?" Sana asked, helping Dahyun lace up the back of the dress.

"Honestly, I’m half excited and half nervous because this is such a huge step for us," Y/n muttered as she stepped into the bottom half of the dress.

The dress hugged her figure perfectly, a stunning blend of classic elegance and modern flair. The bodice was intricately detailed with lace, tiny beads catching the light with every movement. The skirt flowed down in layers of soft tulle, giving it a dreamy, ethereal look. The back dipped into a graceful V-shape, showing just enough skin to feel sophisticated but not too revealing. As the fabric settled around her, Y/n felt like she’d stepped straight out of a fairytale.

"Don’t worry. It’s gonna be the best day ever for everyone in that venue. Plus, I heard from a little birdie that Euijoo is just as excited and nervous as you are. So, hey, you’re both feeling the same," Dahyun commented as she and Sana finished lacing the dress.

"Hey guys, are you ready? We need to put her veil on and start that wedding," Sarah said, opening the curtain a little to talk to the three girls in the tiny room.

"Yep, she’s ready for the veil. Let’s get the finishing touches done and get you married," Sana said excitedly.

——————————————————————

Stepping out of the tiny room, Y/n looked in the mirror to see everything together one last time as Sarah and Leni placed the veil on her head.

Y/n gasped softly, placing her hands over her mouth, her eyes getting watery as soft laughter escaped her lips.

The others quickly came to her side, tapping her shoulders and nodding.

"Ah ha, yeah, you’re gorgeous—with and without makeup. Now let’s get you married to your future husband, Euijoo," Dahyun said, locking her arm with Y/n’s and walking her to a chair to help her with her heels.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Y/n's mother rushed into the room. Her eyes filled with tears as she smiled and approached her daughter.

"Hello, dearest. Are we ready? Your father is waiting for you," Y/n's mother said, flipping the front of the veil to cover Y/n's face. She then turned to Y/n's best friends and scolded them, "And you guys need to get out and walk with your groomsmen."

Y/n chuckled at her mother and nodded as she stood from the chair and walked to the door.

"Wish me luck, guys," Y/n said as she stepped out to meet her father.

"Hey, sweetheart. I can’t believe my little princess is getting married," her father said as she approached him.

She grinned, locking her arm with his, and they began the walk to the ceremony.

Y/n heard the music begin, signaling the start of the ceremony. She looked to her left, seeing her and Euijoo’s best friends walking side by side, all of them smiling and giving her thumbs up.

First, her soon-to-be husband, Euijoo, walked down the aisle.

Then, her bridesmaids and Euijoo's groomsmen followed.

Next, her little sister walked down the aisle, scattering flowers on the floor, meaning she’d be the last to walk down the aisle with her father, the attention solely on her.

She started walking beside her father, her breathing becoming uneven.

Her father paused, looking at her with worried eyes. "Princess, are you okay?"

"Yes, Dad, I’m okay. Just feeling a little nervous, that’s all."

"Alright then, just breathe. Everything will go as we planned," her father reassured her, and they continued walking.

The doors slid open, revealing a room filled with smiling faces. Some guests teared up at the sight of her, while others simply stood and smiled, admiring how beautiful she looked as a bride.

Euijoo shifted his gaze from his best man to his bride. He couldn’t contain the big smile that formed on his face, his eyes slightly tearing up, and his hands trembling just a bit.

"So beautiful," Euijoo mumbled under his breath as he watched his soon-to-be wife walking toward him.

Y/n felt a smile creeping onto her face as she stared back at him.

When their walk came to an end, her father took her hands and placed them in Euijoo's.

"Hi," they whispered to each other simultaneously, giggling before straightening up to face each other.

"Family and friends, we are gathered here to witness the love of these two people standing before us, to join this man and this woman in the bonds of holy matrimony. Many here have known this couple, and none can imagine two people more perfect for each other," the officiant concluded.

"You may exchange your vows now. Let’s have the bride start with hers," the officiant instructed.

Y/n nodded and turned to her right, taking the little piece of paper from Dahyun, her maid of honor. Euijoo did the same, turning to his left to take his vows from Nicholas, his best man.

Y/n unfolded the paper and began reading.

"I seriously cannot believe we’re getting married. It feels like just a few weeks ago you came up to me, all shy and cute, asking if you could take me to prom. And now, here I am in front of you, wearing a wedding dress and reading my vows. Soon, you and I will be a married couple. Mr. and Mrs. Byun will be our names after tonight. I’m truly so excited to marry you, Byun Euijoo, and I can’t wait to be your wife."

Y/n ended her vows with a smile, lifting her head from the paper to look at Euijoo.

Euijoo’s face slowly turned a light shade of red as he smiled back at her, then looked down at his vows, ready to make her blush in return.

"You know, the second my eyes landed on you, I knew I had to do something to make you mine. I knew I had to fight for you—and I did. And it was worth it. You’re worth every bruise I got the day I had to fight Jay just to get a date with you. Everything was worth it. You’re worth it. And I can’t wait to be your husband."

Y/n's cheeks flushed, just as Euijoo had expected.

Seeing her blush made Euijoo chuckle.

"Gotcha," he whispered in her ear, making her cheeks redden even more.

"May we have the rings, please?" the officiant asked, ready to marry the couple.

Sarah, Y/n's maid of honor, and Nicholas, Euijoo's best man, stepped forward with the rings.

The couple took the rings and slid them onto each other's fingers.

"Do you, Byun Euijoo, take Y/n L/n to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love, comfort, honor, and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live, till death do you part?" the officiant asked.

Euijoo smiled proudly at Y/n and said, "I do," making Y/n's smile widen even more.

"And do you, Y/n L/n, take Byun Euijoo to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love, comfort, honor, and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live, till death do you part?" the officiant continued.

Y/n’s smile couldn’t get any wider as she nodded and happily said, "I do."

"And now, by the power vested in me and the holy father, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Euijoo beamed, lifting his hands to cup Y/n's face. He looked into her eyes and leaned forward, softly pressing his lips to hers as the venue erupted in cheers.

When they parted, both faintly giggled.

After the laughter subsided, Euijoo took Y/n's hand and started running toward the exit.

As of now, they are Mr. and Mrs. Byun.

All rights reserved, please don’t steal my work or translate it into any language and post it as your own.

[lunetual]

have a pounding headache maybe gifing lune will fix me

[lucborell]

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[am00ures]

‘ BAD DATE. ’ &TEAM

ᵎᵎ pairing: &team x reader ♱ word count: 00 ♱ genre: fluff ♱ tags: down bad teamies, bestfriend!teamies, g.neutral!reader, texting w/ teamies, overprotective teamies, semi friends to lovers, cursing, reader needa wake up and smell the flowers ♱ synopsis: asking the teamies to come pick you up after a date gone wrong! ♱ an: i need better fake imessage apps pls spare a crumb or recs 🤲 ♱ @kstrucknet @lune-net

ー kei , fuma , nicholas

for anyone having a hard time reading nicho’s :

‘pls come pick me up he keeps trying to get me to go home with him and i’m uncomfy.’

ー euijoo , yuma

ー jo, harua, taki

ー maki

©am00ures . all rights reserved.

[spiribia]

they did a good job with shao lune because I find aspects of her very detestable and baru instantly hated her upon seeing her face for the first time but you have to admit she looked really alluring to us in that fish net insulation. I mean To baru. to baru.

[nicholasluvbot]

ㅤ❛ㅤ𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍ㅤㅤ╱ㅤㅤ𝖧𝖴𝖲𝖡𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖥𝖴𝖬𝖠

husband!fuma 𖥔 wife!readerㅤ 485ㅤ ᵔ ᵕ ᵔㅤ fluff headcanonsㅤw. ─── kissing fuma is a sweetheart ><ㅤㅤARCHiVE

ㅤ👜ㅤ𓈒ㅤfirst fuma post ^_^ i was to hope you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing !

husband!fuma who gives the best hugs—strong, grounding, and just the right amount of snug. the moment he wraps his big, warm arms around you, all your worries melt away as he gently rocks you back and forth. he loves sneaking up behind you when you're cooking, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder with a little hum of contentment.

husband!fuma who wakes up before you on sunday mornings but doesn’t move, just watches the way your eyelashes flutter as you dream. when you finally stir, he greets you with a lazy, sleep-warmed voice, “good morning,” pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. he’ll stay in bed with you, tangling your legs together and tracing gentle circles on your back, refusing to get up until you’re both starving.

husband!fuma who loves spoiling you. he notices when you’re eyeing something in a store and secretly buys it for you. you’ll mention wanting something in passing, and a few days later, it mysteriously appears on your desk or in your closet. when you ask him about it, he just shrugs, smiling, “i just want to make my wife happy.”

husband!fuma who kisses you in every way possible—soft kisses on your forehead when you’re sleepy, slow kisses on your lips when you’re both wrapped up in each other, playful pecks on your nose when he wants to see you smile. even when he’s busy, he’ll pause just to kiss the top of your head before going back to whatever he was doing.

husband!fuma who, even after getting married, still has moments where he gets flustered over you. when you compliment him out of nowhere, when you get on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek, when you stare at him for too long with that soft, loving look in your eyes—he looks away, scratching the back of his neck. “why are you looking at me like that?” he mumbles, trying (and failing) to hide how red he’s turned.

husband!fuma who loves seeing you in his clothes. if you steal his hoodies, he won’t even try to take them back. in fact, he loves it so much that he purposely leaves his comfiest sweaters lying around just so you’ll wear them. if he sees you curled up in his hoodie, the fabric drowning you, he won’t be able to resist hugging you and murmuring, “you’re the cutest.”

husband!fuma who loves talking about the future with you. when you’re both lying in bed, hands intertwined, he dreams out loud about everything you’ll do together—places you’ll travel to, the cozy little home you’ll have, the pets you’ll adopt. he has this dreamy smile on his face, like he still can’t believe he gets to spend forever with you. and before you fall asleep, he kisses your forehead and whispers, “i can’t wait to grow old with you.”

‎ ‎     • 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 🗯 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 ───── 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ˆᗜˆ

tags @voikiraz , @coquettejunnie , @hanninova , @aloe-7 , @rizzkisworld , @lune-net , @k-films , @sgz-net , @kstrucknet

[slytherinshua]

⼺　BABY FEVER　( エンティーム )

genre fluff , headcanons , parent au , &team hyung line (plus yuma) x fem!reader (implied marriage for all hcs)   cw food mention , toddler/baby stuff , yuma's child is incredibly sassy , not proofread   wc 1170   request no   note cien did this to me he put these thoughts in my head (well actually i thought of the thoughts myself BUT STILL) and i am in shambles &team as dads :(   net @kstrucknet @lune-net

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

he’s probably a boy and girl dad, so ends up having at least two kids

but his true form is a goofy dad

will match his childrens energy 200%

always making silly faces and getting them to laugh

would carry them on his shoulders, swing them around, hold them upside down, do the little airplane flying when he’s lying on the ground, etc

all the types of play that are exciting when they’re little

there’s not a day where he fails to find a new activity to entertain your children even as they grow older

from newborn to first day of kindergarten, yudai wants to have fun with his kids 

he’ll definitely put them in dance classes when they��re little, but if dance isn’t their thing, that’s fine too!

would always encourage sports and physical activity as main hobbies so that his kids can create memories outdoors while staying active 

and he will never miss a game

his children will also be best dressed, taking after their father’s fashion

he loves to dress up his kids and picks the cutest matching outfits for them as well

his camera roll is filled with them and only them (and a few pics of you he snapped while you weren’t looking— he loves his candids)

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

boy dad, and his son is like his carbon copy

pokemon was the toy of choice since his child was still in the womb, and heck, you probably have a pokemon themed nursery, as well as plushies, clothes, and other toys

his kid’s favourite pokemons are probably snorlax or mudkip which goes adorably for buying things

frankly fuma is out of control with it

his son loves it, he himself is obsessed with it, there’s no cap on the budget when it comes to bonding with his child over the simple collectibles 

he’s the best at introducing new foods to his son, even when he’s scared to try something

seeing his dad eat it and make it look like the yummiest thing always works like a charm

you have your husband to thank for getting your toddler to actually enjoy vegetables 

although fuma is a bit paranoid about his child’s health

and absolutely panics whenever his son is sick

he’s not the type to fuss over “healthy” food— as long as his son is eating and getting the nutrients he needs, fuma will absolutely allow sweet treats

speaking of worrying, fuma is a huge worrier :(

he can’t help but be concerned over the littlest things when it comes to his son 

very protective over him, but also gives him advice and guidance and is easily the best role model you could ask for your son to have

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

he’s a boy dad and his son is just as much of a softie as he is

raises the shyest kid to ever walk the earth

has to always encourage his son to make new friends or try new things

because his little boy is just so hesitant and afraid of so many things

nicholas wants to show his son how fun things can be as well as dispelling the fear that his kid has

this takes little baby steps and hand holding, but nicholas is the best at being patient and comforting with his son

always tries to give his son a healthy push, but when it gets overwhelming, he understands as well

every small milestone is celebrated like it’s a big deal

because to nicholas, it is

every time he sees his son smile, his heart bursts in his chest 

he has the closest bond imaginable with his child, and as such, often spends time playing with him alone even after he’s reached the age that most kids would want to play with their friends

will sing and play guitar or piano with his son, which is one of the few things that isn’t so terrifying to his little brain 

even when a wrong note is pressed, the two can laugh it off together and enjoy the process of learning new songs together

he has the cutest father son musical duets to show off to you

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

girl dad in the house

his little daughter will grow up to love watching movies, especially ghibli ones

and well, ponyo may be her favourite for a reason

points and giggles whenever she sees ponyo to compare with her dad

euijoo can’t get over how cute it is every time

he’s the soft and caring type of dad, like he’s incapable of ever getting mad at his daughter

he will scold her when she does something wrong, although it breaks his heart to see her pout and tears

he’s the best at comforting her as well, and it seems as if there’s no safer place than in her father’s arms

loves to play dress up with his daughter, whether it’s a princess tea party or dinosaur onesies 

tries to learn how to do his daughter’s hair, to varying success

but he is the best at picking out bows or cute hair accessories for her

reads a bedtime story to her every night, and sometimes has to think of his own stories off the top of his head when his little girl insists on making a new story together

loves to go on walks with his kid or plan cute picnics

peels oranges for his daughter, they’re her favourite fruit

she likes to eat the segments from biggest to smallest saving the cutest piece of orange for last

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

this man is a girl dad and he creates the sassiest child by accident

every time his daughter shows you attitude, he has to remind her that it’s no way to treat her mother

you blame yuma for your daughter’s sassiness

yuma is convinced it was partly you as well

either way, you have a bold and cheeky toddler on your hands, and dealing with her can be hard work 

fighting her sassiness with more sassiness only works part of the time

gentle words aren’t too effective, yet strongly worded ones often give the opposite affect yuma and you intend

whenever yuma has to introduce his daughter to new people, he’s always a little nervous about how she’ll behave

but he quickly figures out that she knows when and where she can have attitude, and puts on the perfect princess act around strangers

 it makes yuma laugh and also slightly impresses him the grasp his daughter has on people already 

despite it sometimes feeling like fighting fire with fire, yuma and his kid have a very close bond

and he would protect her from anything 

he’s proud of the things she can do as well— her sassy sarcastic attitude shows how smart she really is, and witty as well

although she may not use it for the most perfect reasons

yuma can always joke around and laugh with his kid, his humour matching his daughter’s perfectly

and sometimes he enjoys seeing who can be sassier (it is always his daughter)

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[kimakento]

from me to you

synopsis: having a seemingly one-sided crush on one of your friends wasn’t really an ideal situation to be in. but when you decide not to confess during your graduation and last time seeing the boy, what will become of your relationship with maki? ⌙ 2.7k

pairing: hirota/maus riki x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: language

tags: kinda angsty at the start, both parties are oblivious, slight makeout scene.., friends to lovers, mutual pining!!!, (if yk who suzu/rinon are, ily), hs graduation confession, very cute T^T

author’s note: that should be me holding your hand..

there was a palpable yet buzzing rush that radiated from everybody around you — from fellow students to teachers — and it hung heavily in the air as you observed the chaos that was your school’s preparation for graduation. despite that, you definitely agreed; graduations really were an important event.

a fraction of sorrow did fill you, but it meant for new beginnings, right? you’d start a new life—a fresh page—with others, to learn new things, and become adjusted to life more. there would be things that you’d miss, however you believed you were able live with that.

not maki though.

despite three whole years of having a massive crush on him, you had bitterly decided you were going to move on without so much as a confession.

‘that’s what a coward would do’, you told yourself.

still, you couldn’t muster up enough courage to act on your thoughts. what if maki didn’t feel the same? what if he rejected you without so much of a thought? what if he felt disgusted by you?

the negative thoughts began to weigh heavy on your conscience; you definitely weren’t going to be able to confess at this rate.

you repeated the same sentences in your head; it was going to be fine. you wouldn’t regret anything, and your feelings would dissipate shortly.

classmates were carrying props towards the auditorium, teachers were calling out helpers for last minute errands and others were commemorating their last day; taking photos and just chatting animatedly. walking mindlessly along the busy corridor, you felt a shoulder bump yours. looking up from the floor, you noticed your friend, suzu.

“finally, i found you! we need your help on the stage,” linking her arm with yours, she spoke cheerily. “the lights aren’t working as planned and we need all the brains we can get.”

parting your lips to speak, you let out a tiny yelp when suzu propelled you along hastily, her grip tightly wrapped around you.

a giggle slipped out your mouth as you remarked. “have you been going to the gym or something recently? you’ve got a death grip, i swear!” said girl glared at you before clicking her tongue in faux annoyance. ‘at the very least, this would help take your mind off the boy you’ve crushed on for so long’ you told yourself.

leading you to the school auditorium, suzu threw open the doors causing the crowd of eight — yes, you counted — students that were huddled around the stage to snap their heads towards the source of the booming noise. your eyes darted around the room, attempting to attach names to faces; you recognised a few of your friends: harua, taki and rinon.

but before being able to identify any others, a familiar voice cut the silence. “could someone help me hold the stand so i can screw on the bulb?”

“maki..?” you muttered in confusion before turning around to clutch your friend’s arm tightly. “suzu, why the hell would you bring me here?” at the sound of you whispering frantically, she shook her head in disbelief before plucking your fingers off of her arm one by one.

“hey maki, i have a little helper for you!” cupping her mouth with her hands, the girl called out to the boy before shoving you forwards to meet him while giggling to herself.

you took shy steps towards him before plopping down next to him on the stairs of the stage. he paid no mind to you whilst digging through the toolbox at his side, tight concentration apparent on his features.

“so… what did you need help with?” fiddling with the hem of your skirt, your voice was small as you asked the question. maki was the last person you wanted to see. and you didn’t think you could be next to him any longer. not in a bad way of course, but you would rather do anything else than be here.

turning to meet your gaze, the boy cleared his throat before handing you the lamp’s stand. “hold this.”

you nodded, and complied. but a heat crept up your face when you felt maki scoot closer towards your body. and when you turned your head, his face was inches away from your. you swore you could feel his breath fanning your lips; so you jolted away in shock.

“what are you even doing?” you stared at him.

“uhm.. nothing?”

you swore that you heard him chuckle to himself lightly.

“you know we’re having our graduation in, like, an hour, and you’re busy playing around?” the question came out frantic; well you were. what else would you be when the boy you’ve liked for so long was so close to kissing you? there was nothing you had liked more than to get it over with, but he wasn’t making it easier for you. in defeat, maki lifted up his arms in the air before nodding his head along with you.

for the next thirty minutes, you both worked on helping to fix the bulb.

“on the count of three.” you nodded at his words. “one. two. three!”

flipping the switch, the bulb flickered repeatedly before holding out and turning on properly. in joy, you both cheered before exchanging hi-fives. as you gazed up at the boy, the thought that you should confess did dawn your mind, but you dismissed it quickly. it was better this way. this was a friendship that you couldn’t bear to lose.

caught up in your thoughts, maki snapped his fingers in your face to regain your attention.

“hmm? what’s that?”

“i said i have something to tell you.”

there was a serious rift to his tone, what did he want to speak about?

with your eyebrows furrowed, you questioned him. “why? what happened?”

“it’s just that i—“ but before maki could begin his sentence, a chirpy voice had interrupted swiftly.

“hey guys!” suzu remarked cheerfully before nudging your shoulder then turning towards the boy. “you mind if i stole her for a little while?” receiving a nod from said boy, your friend locked her arms with yours before dragging you towards the stage swiftly. she began excitedly showing you the progress on the auditorium’s lights and set. you had to admit, it looked stunning; the bright vibrance complemented the occasion so well. besides, your graduation had to be the best.

it also was important that said graduation was creeping closer.

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an hour later, your class had all gathered in the auditorium; it was packed. the head of school began to read out a speech, expressing how she would miss the rowdiness yet bright nature of your year. heartfelt speeches weren’t really your thing, but there was a slight longing that began to fill your heart. your years in high school were some of your best, you had formed amazing friendships and even bloomed love for a certain black-haired boy.

rinon and suzu were at both your sides and as you clung onto them tightly, you whispered to them.

“i love you guys.”

both giggled softly in response before your attention landed on maki. his back was turned to you, but you could notice that he was nodding along with the speech.

“and i’m going to miss you too.” you mumbled, staring at him lovingly.

rinon tilted her head towards you in an interrogative manner. “huh, what was that?“

picking up your hands, you nodded dismissively.

“its just— uhm, nothing.”

around twenty minutes after all the formalities — more so, speeches and awards — had been completed, the students were given the liberty to roam around the school one last time, saying their goodbyes, you even saw some adorable shows of confessions that only fuelled the yearning for maki inside you. no words could express how much you wished just how much you wanted to tell him. show him the amount of love for him that occupied your heart, the lengths that you would go for him.

so badly, you desired maki to know you. all of you.

though, you deemed it better to focus on those you had now. your best friends. tears pricked your eyes as you embraced them both. upon deciding to go to different universities, this was going to be the final time you see them. you had to make it count.

but before you could begin to blubber about how you were going to forever hate them for leaving you and sob all together, you felt a sharp tap on your shoulder.

maki stood tall behind you, a wide grin playing on his pretty face. while wiping your face with your sleeve, he spoke to you hushedly.

“meet me on the roof in five?”

“huh?” but the boy hurried away before you could get another word out. “wait!” you called out to him, though it was too late.

as your expression morphed into confusion, you questioned the nature of his strange actions.

still, five minutes later, you hesitantly followed his request; racing up the school stairs towards the roof, you threw the door open and passed through. immediately, you were met with the biting wind and a cold wisp of air as your gaze searched for any sight of the boy.

the second your eyes landed on his tall figure, you noticed something peculiar. his fist was balled, it was like he held something in it. in uncertainty, you walked towards him with perplexity laced in your features. as you neared him, you observed something else; the second button of his blazer was nowhere to be seen, all that lay in its place was the thin strand of thread that was left when it was plucked.

a small frown pulled on your lips at the realisation. you were so in out of your head. it was crazy to think he was ever going to like you.

the overwhelming reminder that today was your graduation made you force a smile on your face.

you remarked playfully. “did you need my help or some—“

“open your hand.” his tone was serious, prompting you to furrow your brows.

“uh, okay.” doing as you were told, you stuck out your hand.

reaching his hand towards yours, maki dropped an object in your hand. it felt kind of warm? looking at your palm, you discerned it to be a quaint, little button. more specifically, a button from his blazer.

his missing second button.

upon tilting your head up towards him, his smile never wavered. not even the slightest.

“i like you. so much,” he inhaled shakily. “i didn’t know how to tell you. i don’t know if you feel the same,” as you parted your lips to reply, he cut you off. “just, let me speak first before you tell me your answer. please.”

“ever since we’ve started in this school — since you walked through the doors of our classroom, i couldn’t help but be drawn to you. it wasn’t long before i started developing an embarrassingly huge crush. the smile you’ve held through everything, the kind words you tell others to cheer them up. the way you even look my way, and how your eyes glisten whenever you become excited.”

he ran a hand through his hair, visibly nervous, before continuing briskly.

“i know i sound like a crazy person to you, but i really couldn’t help but fall in love with you,” at hearing his words, your eyes widened, and in turn his does too. “uh— no, well! sorry, that just slipped out. fuck.” a hand slapped over his mouth as he quickly quietened down; which in return made you chuckle softly.

as maki rambled on, you watched his face silently. there was no mistaking the slight flush on his cheeks and the awkward smile that played on his lips while speaking on. by then, you had stopped paying attention to his words and focused on his lips. they were just so pretty and pink. and you couldn’t help the urge.

“i’m not sure what you feel about me but i just—“

while he spoke, you leaned up and placed a peck square on his lips. pulling away, his fingers ghosted over his lips as maki looked at you in confusion.

“i like you too,” you began, “it’s surprising how you haven’t noticed.” walking past him, you reached the railing of the school roof. you placed your hands on the cold metal and pondered to yourself. to be honest, you hadn’t really hid your infatuation for the taller boy. but then again, maki’s always been oblivious.

however, you jolted out your skin when a pair of hands placed themselves at your waist. turning around, you were met with a hand caressing your cheek before being pulled in.

he connected your lips in a sweet kiss, slight pushing you against the bar. your brain panicked as you processed what was happening. maki was kissing you. as his free hand held your waist, you wrapped your arms around the base his neck before pressing into him.

maki’s grip on you tightened, his touch indicating the need to hold onto you as the intensity of the moment deepened. your mind grew hazy as the scent of his cologne surrounded you, unable to realise that practically anyone below could see what was happening. the moment felt surreal, nothing else could compare.

moments later, the boy pecked the corner of your mouth before moving away from you. there was only silence from your part, which made him arch a brow perplexedly.

you failed to suppress the urge to smile knowingly. “my lip tint suits you. it looks good. now, we can match.”

his eyes widened as he brought a sleeved arm over his mouth, hurriedly wiping at the area.

“i messed yours up too.” he leans towards you, a thumb rubbing at your chin softly, forcing you to admire his features.

in your pocket, your phone vibrated suddenly. when you reached into your pocket, you saw that suzu sent you a message.

“we gotta go. like, right now,” shifting away from him, you smoothened out your skirt and straightened your blazer before turning to maki. “they’re starting to take the class photos soon.”

in return, he nodded and mirrored your previous actions before deeming it okay to return to your class. on your way, you both descended — you, sort of skipping — down the stairs, fingers intertwined and a dreamy look plastered on your face. but before you passed the main entrance out into the crowd, you squeezed his hand before letting go; to which he pressed a light peck to your cheek, causing you to giggle.

walking out through the doors, all heads turned towards you both before loud cheers and jeers sounded out from your classmates — even low chuckles could be heard from some. you quickly made your way to your friends, questioning them.

“what’s going on?” you frantically whispered.

“you know we all saw you up there on the roof, right?” suzu began.

rinon chimed in. “you guys could’ve been at least somewhat subtle about it.“ the other girl giggled at her words, making kissy faces at you.

however, before you could chide them further, the photographer had called the class to get in position for the graduation photos.

it didn’t take long for the photos to be taken; your classmates had pushed you and maki next to each other. you all had the times of your lives, pulling silly faces and hugging each other. this was definitely best graduation ever.

what was even better was that you went home not with just a signed shirt from your friends, warm embraces and kisses from them, meaningful yet tear-inducing — you were sure your mascara was totally ruined — partings but also a loving boyfriend.

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( 一月 ). ──after a stressful work day, you come home to a sweet date and confession from euijoo 변의주 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, fluff, hurt-comfort warn. ment. of mysogyny & bodily pain, language wc : 1840THOU ++( 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈, 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉-𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉 )

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You felt a physical ache shooting down your spine, your legs hurting every time they'd press against the pavement. You sighed, shutting the door to your car and going to grab your things from the back.

It had been an unusually stress-filled day; multiple people yelling at you and critiquing your skills.

You knew being a choreographer wasn't an easy task, however multiple people—specifically men—would tell you that you weren't meant to be as successful as you were. More than you'd have normally apprehended. They told you that women weren't meant to choreograph men's dances. Or that your moves were too promiscuous for them and fans would never appreciate the art because of it.

However, you knew you were good. Hell, the company hired you as a full-time choreographer. It just sometimes gets into your head on bad days such as this. Days where you felt particularly vulnerable.

Tears pooled in your eyes, blurring the backseat of the car as your trembling hands fished your bags from the leather. You slung them over your shoulders, grabbing at your keys and locking the door with a couple beeps. You felt tense, almost too much to move quickly, and your stomach churned whatever you had had for breakfast, almost twelve hours ago now.

Begrudgingly, you entered your apartment building and made your way to the ninth floor. The fluorescent lights mixing with your already blurry eyes made you practically blind as you fought with unlocking the door, your key-jingle echoing throughout the tunnel of a hallway. The one that made you feel trapped, yet free.

You swung the door inwards to reveal the small mud-room, spotting an unfamiliar pair of shoes—too big to be your own—and recognized them as being the only other person who had willing access to your space: Euijoo.

You felt relief form goosebumps over your anxiety-splotched skin and you sighed out shakily. As you set your things down and slipped your own shoes off.

You didn't even realizing the smell wafting from, you presumed, where your kitchen was as you stepped into a pair of neatly placed slippers. But before you had a chance to fully enter your own home, your smiling not-yet-boyfriend was stopping you. He blocked the end of the hall, shielding you from the mess you assumed he had made.

"Did you set a fire?" You joked, watching his eyebrows furrow at you. His palms went to your cheeks and you leaned into the touch subconsciously. He examined your skin, shifting your head from side to side without words.

"What?" You asked when he let you go, "Do I look funny?"

"Not particularly," He stated, making you scoff in his direction. Then a smile broke out across his lips again. "But, were you crying?"

You didn't think any tears had slipped out of your eyes but you were also too busy noting the pain that coursed through your body to notice the streaks that had painted your cheeks. You knew it was no use to deny what was obvious to him—never being able to slip anything past the man that was oblivious to almost everything but you.

“Yeah,” You revealed, a puppy-frown adorning his lips at your words. “It was a stressful day. I got overwhelmed. I’m sorry if you had something planned for us, i’m just really—I don’t know…” Your eyes began to well again, forcing the faucet to twist. You tried to avoid his gaze with your head still in his hands. “upset?”

“It’s okay, don't apologize for your feelings,” he soothed, pulling you into an embrace that warmed you as you cried quietly into his shoulder. “You can tell me it all, and after that we can watch a movie—also, you know i can’t cook to save my life—I bought your favorite pizza.” He pushed you back by your shoulders, grabbing your cheeks again and wiping the tears away. "Does that sound okay? Do you want to do that?"

The gentle aura of Euijoo was almost intoxicating—suffocating you in a comfort that had your senses calming down as if he was a sedative.

You could see the stars—scratch that—touch the stars with him. You knew he’d give you anything you could ever dream of. He’d be your night in shinning armor if that’s what he knew you wanted. However, he’d settle for being the shoulder you leaned on for comfort, the arms you fell asleep in, the ears that you confided in.

He’d settle for anything if it involved you.

Euijoo never made you feel like your trivial worries weren’t worthwhile, and you knew he wouldn’t even speak over you if you began to rant. So, in the hallway of your apartment, you let the tears and words fall freely. “Ej, why does working have to be so hard? This industry is so fucking ruthless—i swear i’m just trying so hard to make a living. I have rent due, and i need this dance to be perfect otherwise it’ll be problems for me. But I don’t know if I can keep up with this lifestyle anymore...I don’t even know if i want to.” It felt a million times better to finally admit what you’ve been thinking of. You lost the spark you once sought. “Dancing isn’t fun anymore. It’s not the same as when I first started. It’s too much pressure to be perfect now. I just want it to be enjoyable again. I just want to be happy when I choreograph, but I’m just not, and I don’t know why.”

He kissed the tip of your nose gently, staring with—if you didn’t know any better—love in his eyes. You huffed, feeling an honest bit of irritation rise within you because why was he so perfect standing in your hallway, holding you close, thinking of only you, when there was literally billions of other people on this planet. But you also knew that, despite your self-consciousness, he’d reassure you a thousand times over that you were more than enough to him.

“You…You’re so goddamn perfect,” He put both his hands up defensively. “I don’t even deserve you—to come home to you.”

Your wording had made a slight blush creep over his features. He knew what he had planned for your impromptu stay-at-home date. He knew that he desperately wanted what you subconsciously spewed out. He knew that it was becoming irritating not being able to call you his girlfriend when asked what the two of you were.

Though he never much cared for labels until it came to you. He respected your proclamation to take things slow when you first started whatever this was, but nevertheless he was only human and he thought you two were moving too slow at this point.

He took ahold of your hand, dragging you to the kitchen in an attempt to get you from ranting about how much you cared for him (because it ultimately flustered him). Honestly, you were grateful because from the time you had began work until this exact moment, you hadn’t eaten anything besides some applesauce your grandmother had made and sent you.

He made up good-enough excuses, “Babe, the food is getting cold. I know I said I’d listen and then we could eat, but I’m starving—I’ll listen, but you gotta eat before you die.”

You laughed, watching him sit in the chair he self-proclaimed was his, and take a slice for you and himself. Sometimes you forgot that he was just a man at the end of the day, a simple creature in its’ purest form, but at least he didn’t forget to feed you.

You took the pizza, putting it down on the plate he’d set up even before you’d gotten home. “It’s okay, I feel better now.”

He looked up through his hunched position, mouth full, “you do?”

“Yeah,” You admitted, letting a moment of silence resonate, “You make me feel better so…Thank you?”

He giggled, almost shyly, burying his face in the food once again. It was in an attempt to stop from professing his undying-love for you right now, instead of at the right time.

He finished his pizza as you had just began to eat, a comfortable silence falling over the apartment. He had the same loving look in his eyes, a deep-shade of pink flushing your upper-cheeks under his sights. You felt, what seemed like relief in his presence—a calmness that you believed you could never grow tired of. To you, he was perfect. You were convinced you could never see him any other way. He wasn't your boyfriend, but he had already ingrained himself into your personality.

You two complimented each other the way lovers in a fluff-filled romance movie would, the way constellations and wishes did, the way the sun and moon did. You had to practically swallow down the church bells that threatened to ring every time he'd catch your gaze.

All you two had to do was finally make it official, and after the feeling he instilled in you, you thought it couldn’t possibly be as hard as people made it seem. Euijoo kept you breathing like he was the air that filled your lungs. The daily-anticipation always filled your heart to the bittersweet brim, only waiting for the day when it would overflow—though, in the past, maybe you were both too shy to ever say anything—but now, you could see the surface tension at its max.

“Euijoo?” You asked cautiously, wiping your lips on a napkin as his attention refocused. He hummed sweetly, causing a small chuckle to escape your lips. You both knew that he was lovesick for you, bewitched, head over heels, but neither of you jumped to admit it.

Silence took over, your chest caving slightly as you two locked eyes. You swear he could read your thoughts, and you weren't as scared of that as you used to be in past relationships. You wanted him to know everything you thought about him.

“I love you.”

“can I be your boyfriend?”

You spoke over each other, and then neither one of you jumped at the other's proclamation, literally too stunned to speak. You just stared at each other like if you looked away the other would disappear.

His eyes grew ten-times their size, “Y-you love me?”

However, you had decided to speak against his words once again, “You can be m—you go first, I'm sorry.”

“I love you, too.” He stated, making your bottom lip pout-out at the way he looked so goddamn adorable. “I wish I would’ve done this sooner, oh my god, I had this whole thing planned out and—“

“It's perfect—you’re perfect. I love you more than the word love could ever insinuate.”

“You can’t ever stop saying that now.” He shook his head like he couldn’t believe it, “Seriously? How’d I get so lucky?”

It was rhetorical, though you still felt the desire to refute it. He was mad that he hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend sooner, your claim only making his stomach swarm with butterflies. He was in love with you before he even knew what love for another person was, but now he was convinced it would never feel the same if it wasn't you.

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Fate’s Crossroads

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Genre: childhood best friends au, a side of middle school best friends, best friends to lovers au, angst but fluff in the last chapter. - @lune-net

Prologue

Y/n Nicholas, and Euijoo were inseparable—two childhood friends and the boy who completed their trio in middle school. Their bond only deepened as they entered university, navigating life’s challenges together. But as time passed, something else began to grow—feelings that neither Nicholas nor Euijoo could ignore.

Both men had fallen for her, each determined to win her heart in his own way. What was once playful competition turned into an unspoken rivalry, a constant battle of who could make her laugh more, who could protect her first, who could leave the deepest mark on her heart.

Yet, Y/n harbored a secret of her own—her heart wasn’t set on just one of them. Torn between two loves, two futures, and two souls intertwined with hers, she agrees to one final test: a series of dates, where each man will have the chance to show her what life by his side would be like.

But when the moment of truth arrives, will her choice bring them closer—or tear them apart?

A story of love, friendship, and the delicate balance between the heart and fate, Fate’s Crossroads lets you decide: which path will you take?

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

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