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dirty confessions | jeon jungkook

This BTS 18+ explicit series will include 7 diary entries (one from each of the bangtan boys) confessing to the dirty thoughts they have about (y/n) and the sinful sexual acts they've part taken in during their lives.

I kindly ask the reader to start with pt.1 and end with pt.7 since it's a series and will contain overlapping scenarios and characters ♡

✬ foreword pt. 1 — seokjin pt. 2 — yoongi pt. 3 — namjoon pt. 4 — hoseok pt. 5 — jimin pt. 6 — taehyung pt. 7 — jungkook

pt. 7 — jungkook

Dear diary,

I have a confession to make. I fucked Namjoon hyung's sister, Hobi hyung's ex gf, and Yoongi hyung's gf all together in our dorm while the boys were out. I'm the golden maknae after all, bitches.

Now let me write out the events of my sexcapade one by one on these pages like I dumped my cum in each of their holes.

It was late into the night when I took off my headphones after hours of playing Overwatch by myself in my bedroom, my hand mindlessly scratching my balls while I walked over to the kitchen for a quick snack. It's then when I heard a few girls whispering in the dimly lit living room of our dorm, my ears perking up at once when I recognized Namjoon hyung's sister's voice. I remember hyung saying she was going to visit so it wasn't really a big deal seeing her in the boys' apartment, but I held in my breath when I noticed Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both on the couch too, all of the girls talking shit about the hyung line together.

"Thanks so much for inviting us girls so we can all confront the boys tonight!"

Fuck. I knew they were up to no good, but I had the advantage of hiding and listening to their plan without their knowledge while I blended behind a curtain in the hallway. The tea was SPILLED.

I found out Namjoon hyung's sister and Jin hyung were fucking and actually ended up catching feelings for each other, but they were too terrified to come out and tell Namjoon hyung about it. No shit... hooking up with a member's sister is fucked up, but we all know Jin hyung has no morals. She wanted to confess the truth to her brother tonight... Goodluck dealing with his wrath, I thought in silence.

I also found out the two other girls were cheating and hooking up with each other's bfs... What in the fucking world? And the fact that they were cuddling on the couch and saying sorry to one another?! I'll never understand the female species. This is why I stay away from chicks and stick to my video games. I don't even know how I got lucky bagging my gf, who's much more sane compared to these lot.

That's when I decided to call V hyung and update him on this gossip for some light bit of entertainment. I opened our location sharing app on my phone just to check if he was also at home just locked up in his bedroom, and that's when my heart fell out of my chest... Why was his location at my gf's apartment this late into the night? I decided to inspect and give him a call, but he never picked up.

Sorry Jungkookie. Out with friends. Will call you tmrw.

This stupid fucking bastard had the audacity to text me that big of a lie when I have his location? At least Jimin hyung answered my call even when the poor guy was half asleep. An anger unlike I've known ruptured my insides, a mixture of plunging sadness poising my mind when my gf replied back to my sweet goodnight text with "Cuddling a big bear to bed right now wishing it was you."

This bitch was definitely fucking V hyung behind my back. That's it, I lost my cool.

"ALL YOU GIRLS ARE DISGUSTING!"

Overwhelmed with emotions, I stomped into the living room and revealed myself to the noonas, my upset state of mind compelling me into lashing out at them, who realistically didn't deserve to endure my sudden outburst at all. It wasn't really them who I was upset at, it was just girls who cheat in general. But never did I think the night would end up the way it did based off of that aching awkward silence followed my grand entrance.

"Kook... Please don't tell the boys anything you heard. Please. You can't. They've to hear it from us otherwise it'll ruin the entire friend group. It could ruin Bangtan" Namjoon hyung's sister pleaded with puppy eyes.

Hah. Manipulation at it's finest. You're the one who's gonna screw up and then put it all on me? You think I'm a dumbass not able to see the way you're trying to coax me? Baby, please don't embarrass yourself.

"What do I get in return for keeping quiet?" I was willing to play their dirty little tricks, not giving them any satisfaction whatsoever.

"How about we... come to an agreement between the four of us?"

I didn't understand what she meant by her words until she got up and slowly walked towards me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders before suddenly pulling me in for a kiss on the lips. My mind immediately yelled S T O P but my dick felt a tingle when her tits pushed into mine, the taste of her cherry chapstick and the scent of her floral perfume numbing out my brain for the brief couple of seconds we kept kissing.

"If you girls love fucking people who you shouldn't be fucking, then show me a good time. I'll only keep quiet this way" my pulsing cock spoke for itself without my permission...

The smirk on the girls' faces mimicked the one devising on mine when I dropped on the couch and manspread, waiting for the big show to get started. The thrill of it was like no other I've experienced, even topping the high I feel everytime I get a new tattoo. The hyungs were all out at the club tonight and could walk into the living room any given moment, but I didn't give a fuck. I'm lowkey the wildest — no cap.

All three noonas got naked within the blink of an eye, the vibes immaculate with the dim mood lighting, the way they helped me out of my sweats one by one giving me goosebumps while an unbearable heat began running through my blood. It was like I was in a porno getting pleasured by a bunch of chicks, Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both opting to suck my dick in turns on their knees while Namjoon hyung's sister stayed up on the couch and made out with me. Shit, no wonder the members were fucking these three girls in turns, their mouths like pros gagging on my cock and coughing up spit, getting me even more aroused as they panted and jerked me off with their hands to breathe in some air in between.

The two girls kept playing with my dick, their spits mixing and slobbering all over my boner as they deep throated it in turns, a set of lips lightly sucking on my balls at times to get me moaning from the pleasure. Namjoon hyung's sister and I shared more of a bond since we've been family friends for a while, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on her when I first moved to Seoul and met her, but here I was now with my tongue down her throat, the way she slid down and sucked on my neck prickling a shiver to run down my spine.

I couldn't take it any longer and busted a nut for the first time that night, my money cum shot spurting all over the girls' pretty faces. They shyly giggled as they looked me in the eyes, my chest panting from reaching my high, although my lip curling in a smile when I said "Eat it off of each other." The two baddies did as I told them without hesitation, their tongues licking off my cum from one another's faces, eventually leading them into making out and moaning while naked right in front of me. Holy fuck, I felt myself getting hard again. Both me and noona just watched the two girls getting down with each other for a long time, the way they squeezed each other's tits and kissed one another a total turn on, noona then slowly whispering in my ear "Please fuck me, Jungkook."

Happily.

As I got on top of her on the couch, I couldn't help but think Jin hyung fucks her hard just like this too, but what kind of a maknae would I be if I didn't take anything and everything of Jin hyung's? I live to make him suffer. In fact, it's my birth right.

My attention was mostly on Namjoon hyung's sister as I stuck my cock roughly inside of her without notice, stretching out her walls with my girth, watching her eyes shut close as she adjusted to my length, but the loud moaning of one of the girls eating the other one out on the carpet right next to us was peaking my arousal at a finest. Watching two chicks hook up like that while my cock was pounding such a sweet pussy was an experience I'll never forget. My chest felt a burn that rose up to my throat when I heard the front door's handle rattle, but it was a false alarm as some drunk neighbors were coming home from a bar and stumbled to the wrong apartment... Hah. That didn't stop me from ruining noona's pussy though. I just kept slamming her throughout the incident, half hoping the hyungs walked in during this fuck fest. Fear is not a word in my dictionary.

The screams of all three of the bitches made the walls shake to say the least, my grunts barely audible as I lifted noona's legs up to angle myself even deeper into her pussy, smashing into her g-spot while she clenched tighter and tighter, making it such a gripping fit that I was ready to cum another time. Her face was turning pale as she contracted her muscles and held her breath in, her moans freezing up when she came around my cock allowing me to slid in an out better as she let go, my orgasm following shortly and my cum creaming her up and dripping onto the couch in a slop when I pulled out.

I happened to look down and caught Yoongi hyung's gf cumming into Hobi hyung's ex gf's mouth from a mind blowing eating out job, the wild chick appearing quite talented with her tongue. It was her who needed a reward for the hard work now, so I got on the floor and pinned her down while the other girl was catching her breath post orgasm.

I just stuck my fingers into her wet pussy which was just throbbing and waiting to be filled, pumping in and out with varying speeds and angles to get her whimpering in no time, not breaking our smoldering eye contact whatsoever. It took just a couple of minutes to get her cumming, the way she was already so aroused from tasting pussy a turn on for me too as I gave her what she needed, which was a hot fingering session that'd change her life.

That's when the hyung line walked in on all four of us butt ass naked on the floor in the dorm living room, their feet freezing up in their steps and faces turning ghost pale at the crazy sight.

"Oh, right hyungs... We're all fucking each other's girls if y'all hadn't caught on already. Bangtan for life, am I right?"

a/n ♡

i imagined jungkook being a key player to tie up all loose ends in this series, the way he disapproves of the hyungs dirty behavior but ends up doing the same exact thing an ode to his bratty maknae side and how he's "allowed" to get away with things being the youngest

— using gen z words: "no cap", "baddie", "tea spilt" reflects his age as he throws in more slang than others

— his fearlessness: jungkook is as brave as it gets in bts, none of the other members being on this level despite their dirty confessions

— feelings towards members: even in his diary he's quarreling with seokjin like irl (calling him out for "no morals", saying he lives to make jin suffer). meanwhile, he seems to view namjoon as an authoritative figure like irl, and his closeness with tae and jimin shows when he decides to call them to gossip about the drama

#jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook x oc #jungkook x y/n #jungkook au #jungkook smut #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts smut #방탄소년단 #dirtyconfessions #7waystreet

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partycatty · 8 months

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dark star johnny hatefucking his gf/bf over the balcony in his mansion, and acting like he’s gonna drop them off of the balcony if they misbehave in any way

this one has been SIMMERINGGGG in my inbox ive been too excited to write it LOLOL, also i changed this prompt just a smidge

dark star!johnny cage > fall for me

warnings: SMUT AS FUCK, UR LIFE IS BEING THREATENED BUT UR INTO IT LOL, again ds!jc is just literally insane !! also exhibitionism !! and also cnc !! jesus this man needs hella warnings!

notes: IM SORRY U GUYS HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG YOU ALL HAVE BEEN SO PATIENT SO IM REWARDING YOU

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 6*

[ masterlist ]

• dark star!johnny has a short temper, one he enjoys putting out on you. oftentimes, you didn't actually do anything, he's just mad at the idea of you going against him and that's typically enough to rile him up alone.

• this time around, you were a whopping ten minutes behind getting ready for one of his A-List parties. something about your makeup just didn't feel right no matter how many times you applied your eyeshadow or concealer, so adjustment after adjustment left johnny tapping his foot outside of the bedroom door.

• "baby~," he'd sing-song shout from the crack of the door. "this party is a big networking deal for me, and you're already fucking it up~!"

• "i didn't fuck anything up," you reply from the vanity seat, trying to focus on your lip liner. "we'll be on time, you baby."

• "don't you talk back to me!" he slams his palm again the wood, making you jump and, yet again, smear your liner. your lower your head to the vanity, bumping your forehead against the surface with a sigh.

• he eventually unlocks the bedroom door using his master key and ushers you out of the door with the temper of a toddler. his hand grabs your upper arm as you're placed into his luxury car and he drives off with a huff.

• johnny refuses to speak to you the entire time you're at the party, mostly ignoring you to bump shoulders with directors and writers. he wouldn't ever publically admit it, but roles were running dry as his agent turned up with no jobs, so he brought it up to himself to make some damn money.

• will probably call you the "ball and chain" or "the missus" in a super objectifying way as he gestures at you, trying to make the older higher-ups laugh. you had enough of it.

• deciding no longer to be his personal punchline, you wander away from the bustling, hot celebrity room and find a balcony. you were always the one to prefer fresh, open air and city skylines while johnny would rather be the one in the midst of the aforementioned city. you took advantage of this independence and leaned over the glass, savoring in the way the wind cools your damp skin.

• you only get to enjoy a few minutes in the quiet bliss before you hear the door slide open. at first, you expect it to be another partygoer hoping to squeeze in a quick smoke break, but you're horribly disappointed to be ripped from your tranquility by none other that your boyfriend.

• johnny stands at the door, fists clenched and jacket swirling in the wind. his eyes look dark, his brows furrowed.

• "where'd you go?" he asks, crossing his arms.

• you look at him like he's stupid (because he is). "the balcony?" you reply. johnny shakes his head.

• "that's not what i meant."

• "well, i left your side because i was tired of being shit on for an hour straight."

• "nobody's shitting on anyone!" johnny throws his arms in the air at your admittance, like he had no idea how cruel he was being. "they're just jokes! you're being dramatic. i thought you loved attention."

• "johnny-" you pinch your nose. "i have literally never said that."

• "but you show it! through your actions!"

• "oh my god, you're delusional," you turn away from him with a groan, trying to ignore the whiny bastard behind you. that proves a hard task when you hear his boots step up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist and head buried in your neck.

• "you know i want you here," he mumbles into your skin, rocking you gently. you turn your face away from him, not falling for his charm.

• "you don't show it," you mutter in response, trying to take a step away from him but his grasp only strengthens.

• "i could," he hums, pressing his front to your backside. "or i could punish you for making us late."

• you swivel your head, craning your neck to glare at him. "seriously? now?" he breathes into your neck, agreeing breathlessly. "no, johnny. not here. people will see."

• "isn't that the fun part?" he grunts, grinding his hips into your ass. "don't be boring. you've been boring all night."

• his hands hike up your skirt hungrily, exposing your nearly-naked ass to the cold air. you shiver and yelp out, which only makes you jump back against him even harder. he shudders at the contact.

• "come on," he whispers, hands snaking up to squeeze your chest. "don't make me be mean. you know i don't like being mean to you." his fingers find your hardened nipples, massaging them with pinched fingers.

• attempting to crane your neck to ensure the balcony's doors are locked, johnny notices your diverted attention and holds your jaw, angling it out toward the city.

• "you see that?" he breathes, now fully grinding against you. "that's my city, baby. i'm the king of hollywood, isn't that right?"

• "i guess," you reply, gasping at his erection sliding against you.

• SMACK! johnny didn't like that answer. you lurch forward from the hard slap to your ass.

• "say it," he growls, biting your neck. "or i'm gonna make you."

• "you're the king of hollywood," your voice is comically flat, exhausted from always having to gas him up for the dumbest things. johnny picks up on your unenthusiastic tone and spins you around by your hips, sitting you on the balcony ledge. his lips latch onto your throat, sucking and biting hungrily.

• his fingers danced on your panties, sliding them aside. as much as you wanted to be annoyed with him, he is so unimaginably fine. and you're the type of person that likes to be manhandled. both traits he ate up.

• before you could say anything more, johnny's fingers dove into your mouth, collecting a good amount of your saliva before using it on your pussy, shoving two fingers inside making you cry out in surprise.

• "not here, right?" he breathes, savoring the way your breathing gets heavier and your skin warms from his touch. "then we'd better be quick. and quiet." his fingers scissor inside of you, making you moan with a hand shut over your lips.

• johnny was impatient, not finding any joy in fingering you, so he glanced behind him to ensure the coast was clear before whipping his dick out, holding his shirt up by his teeth. he lined himself up, eyes focused on your bodies merging rather than your expressions.

• didn't matter how many times you get it on, you will never be fully ready for how long his dick is. while not the thickest, it just feels seemingly endless as it's embracing your walls.

• he spins you around again, throwing your front over the balcony ledge and holding you by your hips. surely, if he were to let go, you'd fall. and it wasn't a short drop.

• "fuck," he hissed as his tip met your entrance. "i control you, isn't that right?"

• a distant "mhm" slips from your lips as johnny shoves himself inside again with a slapping thrust. his gasp slides into whimper territory as he bottoms out.

• "fuck yeah i do," he growls, now going at an unholy pace. he hated the progression of sex - it was either all or nothing. "could drop you right now."

• you're pulled from your lust when you look down, noticing the rocky way down to a small river. damn these celebrities and their hillside mansions. you swallow thickly, hoping he was joking.

• "please don't," you beg in a whisper, interrupted by gasps with each thrust. "please don't let go."

• johnny could only laugh loudly at your plea, bruising your hips with his grip as he ruthlessly pounded. he was sticking true to his word about being quick, because his breakneck pace was making your cunt flutter.

• "nobody would even notice," he moans, his shirt dropping from his teeth and falling back down his front. "i'm the star."

• "you're the star," you parrot in a sick mix of lust and fear. "you're my everything."

• "i could fucking throw you off for making us late. could drop you — haah — you like it when i play god, don't you? you wanna fall for me, baby?"

• his brows knit and eyes screw shut as he finds his release inside of you. you try hard to not laugh at the fact that his own dirty talking is making him close. his grip loosens as he concentrates, and you fearfully try to hold yourself against the balcony so you don't topple forward.

• "joh— john—" you worriedly look down again, your stomach flipping as it nears an orgasm - and potential death. "johnny, please—"

• "hmm?" johnny tilts his head, a cocky smirk on his lips and exposing his beautiful pearly white teeth.

• your brain feels torn in half. you want to beg him to hold on, but you also want to cum so badly. unable to decide on an outcome, your voice sputters out pathetic begs, not entirely coherent as your mind grows foggy with an overwhelming amount of emotion.

• thankfully, your body decides for you. your knees buckle inward and his hold on you tightens. you cry out, cumming around his dick as your voice echoes through the hills. you swear a flock of birds takes off from how loudly you orgasm.

• "haah — don't fucking fall—" johnny's hands pull you impossibly closer. "not when i'm clo— ngh —"

• you find no peace after finishing, just johnny's hips slamming into your ass as his pants grow uneven. it's not long before he spills inside of you, holding you there as you're filled up.

• johnny's the first one to pull away, pulling out and making you whimper from the emptiness. you turn around to face him, your ass still bare, red, and spilling with semen. his phone's in his hand when he snaps a couple photos of this puppy eyed look.

• "you look so pathetic," he laughs, the flash of his camera making you shield your eyes. "i bet hollywood heard those moans. all thanks to me."

• you pull up your own panties and johnny visibly twitches seeing a droplet of his cum seep through. shockingly, he places a quick, chaste kiss to your lips.

• "and you're welcome for not dropping you," he winks with a toothy grin, thinking it was some kind of joke. a deep, dark part of you knew he probably genuinely considered dropping you. you were just lucky you were only ten minutes late, who knows what he'd do if you were an hour late.

• as you're pondering your life and near-death experience, johnny returns to the party, waiting for you at the door. it would be best if you stuck by him for the rest of the party.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mk1 #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage smut #mortal kombat smut #marley writes ☆

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jeonginslefthand · 3 months

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Harbor Lights ✨

Pairing: Hyunjin x female Y/N (Established relationship (BF x GF), idol!Hyunjin x photographer!Reader) Genre: Straight fluff, wholesome romantic date fluff Word count: 1.7k+ Plot summary: Hyunjin decides to take you on an early morning walk along the harbor bridge before he has to perform his idol duties (and possibly for a quick photo shoot with his fav photographer ;)) Warnings: None. Maybe some cheesy lines here and there but what’s romance without some cheesiness to it? A/N: So this was a random idea that I completely wrote up at 3am (no seriously it was 3am when I wrote this—). Although this was a 3am idea, this is [mostly] proofread and has been through many changes and drafts. I’m still a little new to writing shorter fanfics like this so constructive criticism is welcomed! But other than that hope you all enjoy it and let me know what you all think.

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“[Y/N] wake up!!”

You sleepily turn over in your sheets as your boyfriend shakes you awake. Usually, he’s in a rush to get to a dance practice or a recording session. He only has time to give you a small kiss on your cheek thinking you’re still asleep (you’re not though. All of his moving around naturally wakes you up). But this morning he’s up at who knows what hour trying to get you up for reasons you have yet to find out.

“Hyunjin…” you sleepily say as you turn to check the time. 5:30 AM. Way earlier than when he usually wakes up. “Do you need me for something? Why’re you up so early?”

“Come on, it's not that early.” Hyunjin pouts. “Get up and get dressed! We’re going somewhere special.”

You sit up in bed looking at Hyunjin confused, raising your eyebrow. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see!!” Hyunjin teases. “Oh, and bring your camera with you.”

Hyunjin leaves before you can question him further. He rarely asks you to bring your camera. That’s only reserved for special occasions like sightseeing on world tours and special dates. Maybe he is taking you to a special place for a breakfast date? It would be a miracle if he found a place that opened before 6. Maybe he wants to have a mini photoshoot? Hyunjin’s always saying you take photos like a professional (and always makes sure to get his good side).

With all these thoughts running through your head, you get up from your bed and start getting dressed. You don’t put on anything too flashy, grabbing a hoodie and some oversized jorts. You top off the outfit with a pair of worn out Converse and a beanie. As you pick up your camera, Hyunjin comes back into your room with an even bigger smile on his face.

“Ready to go [Y/N]?” He asks.

“Yeah. You still haven’t said where we’re going.” You respond.

“We’re going on a little walk. I just want to spend time with my girl. It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever.”

He has a point. With the next comeback around the corner along with prepping for the tour, it’s like he’s never home. You knew it wouldn’t be easy being with an idol, but deep in your mind, you wished you could spend more time with him during these comebacks. Although you would prefer not to be up so early, if it meant spending more time with your boyfriend then it’s all worth it.

The two of you leave your cozy apartment and you start following Hyunjin as he walks. Wherever you’re walking must not be far if he didn’t immediately hop in the car (although technically this already counts as starting the walk). The two of you get a little further and see a bridge and a harbor appear. Hyunjin stops and grabs your hand as he turns to you.

“We’re going to walk on the harbor bridge! I hear the view is breathtaking.” Hyunjin explains.

“I feel I’ve seen this bridge before…” you start to look at your surroundings and see you probably passed this area a few times.

Hyunjin doesn’t respond and he pulls you toward the bridge. You take note of your surroundings as the two of you walk on the bridge. There barely is anyone on the bridge. You see one or two people in workout clothes taking a run in the opposite direction. The two of you are practically alone and you start to understand why Hyunjin chose this place. The sound of the water flowing below you coupled with the chirps of the morning birds and the slow rise of the sun enhances the peaceful atmosphere. The warm breeze flowing along your neck gives you a feeling of comfort. You could take in the atmosphere for hours, wishing that time would stop so you could take in this moment with just your boyfriend.

You both find a stopping point in the middle of the bridge and you take a step forward taking in the view. Hyunjin was right, it was absolutely gorgeous. The sun perfectly hits the water to give it a subtle glimmer. There are two lookout goggles and a bench on the opposite side of the goggles. You and Hyunjin go up to the goggles and look through them to get a better view of the water surrounding you. As you back away from the goggles, you study the rest of your surroundings and think to yourself this looks like a scene straight from a painting. Just looking at what’s in front of you gives you the inspiration you need to snap some quick photos.

You pull your camera out and start to take some pictures of the water. Hyunjin slowly sneaks up behind you and begins to cuddle you from behind.

“Knew you wouldn’t resist the chance to take some photos!” Hyunjin teases.

“Shut up!” You respond. “I will admit, this is peaceful. I miss spending quality time with you like this.”

Hyunjin doesn’t respond and embraces you some more, taking in the feeling of your presence. He didn’t need to respond. You knew he felt the same. The two of you sit in silence for a moment as your mind wanders off.

You turn to Hyunjin appreciating his beauty in this moment. The sun is doing wonders for him… you think to yourself. The rays of the sun hitting Hyunjin’s skin at the right angles make him glow brighter than he usually does. You’re hit with a wave of inspiration thinking of how you can capture this moment on your small camera.

“Can you pose right here for a moment?” You ask pointing at a spot on the bridge in between the lookout goggles. Hyunjin smiles and quickly walks over to the spot with his back against the bridge getting in a casual pose. You hold your camera up adjusting yourself trying to find the right angle.

“You look so beautiful when you're taking photos. I don’t understand why this is just a hobby.” Hyunjin says.

“And I don’t understand why you just paint as a hobby.” You respond still trying to get the perfect angle. “Your paintings are beautiful. Every time I see one I’m transported to another world. So what made you choose the idol life?”

Hyunjin thinks for a moment before responding. “Because I love the stage. I love being up there performing, dancing my heart out. It’s something I don’t think I’ll fall out of love with. If I turn painting into a job, I’m afraid I won’t love it as much anymore. Nothing I make will feel like… me.”

“And that’s how I feel about photography. Well, almost. Maybe as the years go on, I’ll feel differently and turn this into my side hustle. But for now, I want to enjoy this without worrying about how much money I can make out of it.”

You adjust some settings on your camera as you position it towards Hyunjin again. “Besides… isn’t it kinda hot knowing I only take pictures for you?”

“Okay, there’s no denying that.” Hyunjin laughs. “But one day, promise that you’ll consider selling your beautiful pieces. They don’t deserve to be kept locked away in your computer.”

“Only if you promise to do the same with your paintings.”

“Hmm… maybe…” Hyunjin teases.

“Very funny. Shut up and hold still for a moment.”

You finally get the angle you want and snap a few shots of Hyunjin. He changes up the pose a couple of times and you adjust accordingly. The rays of the sun continue to enhance his beauty as it rises. It’s like he’s naturally photogenic with his energy complimenting the entire scene. You finish taking the photos and show them to Hyunjin. He smiles appreciating the way he looks through your lens.

“Okay, it’s your turn now!” Hyunjin smiles. “Go and pose on the bridge!”

You’re hesitant at first, but you slowly hand Hyunjin your camera as you go to the same spot he was in. You’re not used to being in front of a camera, but you do your best to get in a comfortable pose. Noticing your struggle, Hyunjin walks up to you and helps you with the pose.

“Just relax. Pretend there isn’t a camera. It’s just you and the harbor atmosphere.” Hyunjin softly says to help you relax.

Hyunjin’s soft voice helps you relax, comforts you even. You look off in the distance zoning out for a moment until you hear a small CLICK!

“Perfect! Keep posing naturally like that. Like your beautiful authentic self. You look your best when you’re not worrying about what’s around you.” Hyunjin reassures you, continuing to make you blush with his soft voice.

He takes a couple more photos and you go back to get your camera from him. You look through the photos, admiring the way your boyfriend captured your presence. It’s amazing how you’re able to see yourself in a different light (both figuratively and literally).

“What do you think? I’m not as great as the professional [Y/N], but I think these do your beauty justice.”

“They’re amazing Jinnie!” You respond. “A few retouches in Lightroom and maybe these will look almost as good as my photos,” you say teasingly.

Hyunjin laughs before responding. “How about we continue our walk darling? The rest of the bridge leads to the next city. It’s long but if you’re up for it I think it’ll be worth it.”

“I think that sounds perfect!” You respond with a smile.

The two of you finish your walk along the bridge. It took about twenty minutes to get to the end of the bridge to the next city and you take a photo with Hyunjin celebrating the moment. You notice a coffee house near you and politely drag Hyunjin for a quick coffee date and a bite to eat after all the walking. The two of you chat it up enjoying each other’s company, completely losing track of time taking in the moment. As Hyunjin is telling his stories from idol practice yesterday, he suddenly remembers he had his phone on silent and he pulls it out. He opens it to multiple missed calls from Chan and a few text messages from him. Hyunjin quickly gets up and you quickly follow him as he opens his phone to one message in particular:

BangChan: Hey! Are you coming to practice or what? 🤨

#stray kids #hyunjin #skz stay #skz #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin fluff #hwang hyunjin #hwang hyujin imagines #hyunjin imagines #fanfic #kpop fanfic

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lvlyhao · 11 months

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『when he's on tour / MARK LEE』

A/N: thoughts on how mark would be as bf when he's away on tour :(

gifs used in this are not mine and they will be removed if requested!!

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓼: fluff (♡), comedy (☼)

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: i swear a bit maybe???

disclaimer: the characters in the story below do not reflect real people or present real facts. this is purely fictional, and you may not copy, change, translate or repost my work in any way. all rights reserved © lvlyhao 2023.

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mark is usually pretty clingy with you already, but he turns it up to the max before a tour

being away from you like that is one of the parts about his job he hates the most, and yeah, he knew what he was signing up for since the beginning

but he can’t help but be heartbroken about it every. single. time

the other members know him well enough to give like a 2 weeks notice for him to get his shit together and spend as much time with you as humanly possible??

cus otherwise, he’ll get caught up in rehearsals, schedules and whatever else and then the day before they leave be like

“oh shit”

and if that’s the case we all know mark is gonna be miserable during the whole thing right lmao

yeah mom taeyong isn’t letting that happen

(again)

mark normally sees the time before a tour as an opportunity to check off a LOT of things from your couples bucket list

like, do you have any tv shows you’ve been meaning to watch together? you’re binging it today

you wanted to visit that coffee shop right? get your coat, you’re going rn

you wanted to buy matching bracelets yeah? he’s already got them

and it’s just a very fun, loving time for the both of you

it keeps you busy enough not to spiral about what it’s gonna be like not seeing each other for months

of course, it doesn’t work 100% of the time

especially at night, when mark’s about to fall asleep, the loneliness of not having you around starts to seep in

and it’s like he says goodbye to you in his head before it happens irl

which is 1. sad as heck??? and 2. kinda suffering through it twice, cus he always thinks he’s gonna be more “well prepared” for it this time, and that’s never true

by now it’s probably pretty obvious touring is a very dramatic experience for him right lmao

johnny’s always like “bro it’s just a couple months you’re gonna be f i n e” but for mark it’s,,, not that simple

he’d rather say bye when it’s just the two of you, maybe at your place or somewhere nice

it feels a lot calmer when it’s like that, cus then it’s tight hugs, some kisses and mark saying he promises he’ll text you every day and call you as much as he can

and yeah maybe one of you lets a tear or two fall down but it’s fine

now

if you go with them to the airport

it’s gonna be so much more chaotic like holy crap, trust me, not going is the better option

if for some unknown reason you’re like “no i’ll go with you to catch the plane and we’ll say bye there”

there’s gonna be a lot more crying involved

cus it’s one thing hugging you bye when his flight’s in 6 hours or so, but it’s a whole other thing when everyone’s already boarding and some other member is trying very hard to be gentle but he has to go NOW

it’s all so rushed he can barely even tell you he loves you :(

mainly bc he wanted to keep hugging you until he absolutely had to let you go

oh well

mark is 10000% the type to ask you to put together a playlist for him to listen to during the trip

he can be a bit of an airhead at times but he does his best to keep you updated on how he’s doing, where he is right now, things of the sort

so he tries to text you the moment the plane lands, when they get to the hotel, when he’s eaten

and it’s not even just texts

it’s a cute candid selfie AND a text

now

mark is definitely not the best photographer in nct

but he will try so hard to take good pictures for you

cus all he wants is for you to feel like you’re there with him, seeing all those cool places

having said that, most pictures do turn out to be crappy

but he’s willing to ask for help from another member so it’s all good lmao

(i’m looking at johnny, jaemin or tyong tbh)

sends you a picture of every single dog or cat he sees

absolutely every single one

keeps a clock in your timezone in his phone so he knows the best times to text/call

speaking of calling

i’m sorry to tell you you’re not getting a one on one facetime session with him

it’s just not happening

like it may last 5 minutes tops, but that’s the time it takes for someone to hear your voice/barge into his room and immediately ask to talk to you

haechan, johnny, yukhei and baek do that a lot

but normally the other members follow lmao

it’s 50% to annoy him but 50% bc they genuinely wanna see you

it doesn’t bother you too much cus you know

they’re cute or whatever

he’s not really the type to get small trinkets from every place he goes to bc that’s just ??so much??

instead, he’ll probably get you one really nice gift

like this huge plushie he had to carry around himself on their way back home bc no one had enough space in their bags for it

or a new perfume he thinks you’ll like

i love him your honour

one last thing bc this is already way too long

mark is the KING of backstage pictures and TMI's about the other members

like at this point you have enough blackmail material to torture them for 6 months minimum

and tbh it’s mainly haechan when he’s with dream/127 and jongin with superm lol

but he keeps it varied

you end up with even some derpy jaehyun pics, best case scenario

he’s already making plans on how you are gonna celebrate him being back home

…and it most likely includes building a pillow fort and watching marvel movies but i didn’t tell you that

#nct 127 #nct dream #mark lee #nct mark #nct scenarios #nct reactions #nct angst #nct fluff #mark lee x reader #mark x reader #mark lee fluff #nct fanfic

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wonwoosstuff · 9 months

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Drabble: Bf! Wonwoo x gf! Reader

Synopsis: You go on vacation with your boyfriend Wonwoo. Both of you are scared of flights. Still, Wonwoo decides to put on a brave front just for the sake of his girlfriend.

Genre: fluff, Wonwoo being the sweetest boyfriend ever, comfort, words of affirmation/ encouragement, pet names

A/N: I’m scared of airplanes, flying and everything that has the word “air” in it. So I started to write about flying with Wonu. Enjoy!

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At the bustling terminal, the air was charged with the excitement of travelers getting on board. You looked at Wonwoo who was busy with checking all of his belongings just to distract himself from the fact that he’s about to board a plane.

A melodic voice echoed through the terminal speakers, announcing, "All passengers for Flight A302 from Incheon to Paris may approach the departure gate at terminal 6." The anticipation heightened, and the flow of passengers began to surge towards the designated gate.

You gently touched Wonwoo's arm, offering a reassuring smile. "Hey, we've got this. It's just a few hours in the air, and then we'll be strolling along the Seine."

Wonwoo managed a faint smile, his eyes betraying a mix of nervousness and gratitude. You knew your boyfriend wasn’t fond of flying planes — just like you— however he still managed to keep the nervousness to himself—unlike you did.

As the crowd inched forward, you both joined the stream of travelers, the promise of a Parisian adventure overshadowed momentarily by the challenges of the impending flight.

Glancing at you, he knew he had to put on a brave face for your sake. After entering the plane you settled into your seat, the anticipation of the flight looming large.

“Love, pass me your luggage please” Wonwoo said while stretching his arm out. You passed your heavy little suitcase to your boyfriend making him lift it up and putting it unhesitatingly in the Storage room over your seats.

"Can you believe we're flying to Paris? It's like a dream!" You exclaimed excitedly while your boyfriend took a seat next to you. Luckily nobody was sitting beside you.

Wonwoo managed a smile, his anxiety masked by composure. "Yeah, it's incredible. A dream come true."

“Ugh, I wish could teleport to my dream destinations. I hate flying so much. It scares me to death.” You muttered. Wonwoo heard your statement after all and quietly nodded in agreement.

Slowly after the plane took off you felt uneasy about it and found yourself clutching onto Wonwoo’s arm. Wonwoo, sensing your discomfort, chuckled softly because of your reaction and caressed your hand.

“Wonwoo, I hate it so much.” you admitted almost squeezing the veins out of your boyfriend’s arms.

With a tender kiss planted to your temple he whispered: “it’s okay, baby. I’m right beside you. Whatever happens I’ll be with you, okay?”

You replied with a soft hum. You felt a little bit better because of your boyfriend’s reassuring words and voice.

Little did you know that Wonwoo’s heart raced with every moment of the flight.

Feeling his nice smell and warmth, you started to get sleepy. You leaned on his shoulder, and he gently patted your head with his other hand.

As hours passed, a sudden turbulence jolted you awake, the unexpected movement disrupting the serene rest you found nestled against your boyfriend's shoulder. You panicked slightly gripping the armrest under your arm. Wonwoo, determined to uphold his act, maintained a serene exterior, gently squeezing your hand.

"Just a little turbulence, nothing to worry about." comforted by his words and demeanor, you gradually relaxed. As the plane descended over Paris, the City of Lights came into view.

"We made it! I can hardly believe we're in Paris!" you exclaimed, the excitement evident in your voice.

"We did," Wonwoo replied with a fond smile. "And you were incredibly brave. I'm so proud of you, love." He planted a tender peck on your lips, and together, you both gazed out of the window. Wonwoo's grip on your hands remained tight to comfort your air anxiety.

As the plane taxied to the gate at Charles de Gaulle Airport, anticipation bubbled within you. The thought of exploring Paris, with its iconic landmarks and romantic streets, fueled a sense of ecstasy. In addition you get to experience and explore the city with the love of your life which made you feel even more happy and forget about the flight anxiety you had experienced eight hours ago.

Once off the plane, you navigated through the bustling airport, the promise of adventure echoing in the air. At the baggage claim, your eyes lit up as you spotted your luggage making its way toward you on the carousel.

"Here it comes," Wonwoo remarked, a smile playing on his lips. He helped you retrieve the suitcases, and as you both stood there, luggage in tow, the reality of being in Paris sunk in.

"Now, let's go make some special memories in this beautiful city, okay?" Wonwoo said, offering his hand as an invitation to leave the exit together with the love of his life.

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I wonder what it’s like to travel with Wonwoo. Must be probably nice…

I guess I’ll have to watch Nanatour to find out hihi

#svt x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo x reader #help me I want him #I’m desperate for a Wonwoo in my life #seventeen x you #seventeen x y/n #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo drabble #jeon wonwoo #wonwoosstuff

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tojisbbygworl · 1 year

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How Could You - Hobie Brown x Reader

Summary: Hobie was not the best boyfriend. It’s not his fault, he has an obligation to his city and by proxy, the multiverse. But, he doesn’t want to lose you. Unfortunately, revealing his secret does the opposite of what he had hoped.

Tags: Angst, Hurt/No Comfort,Canon-Divergence, (Hobie doesn’t reveal himself after killing Osbourne, Comic villains and events but movie Hobie, He’s supposed to be British but I forgot like halfway through writing)

Words: 3147

author’s note: If I had a nickel for everytime a girl broke up with her superhero bf bcs he lied abt being a superhero I would have 2 nickels.

Honestly tho I rly don’t like the whole ‘I’m upset because you lied to me’ trope in the superhero genre. I feel like there’s a much better reason to break up with a superhero so here’s my idea. I’ll talk more abt it in the end note.

Anyway enjoy!

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Soaring through the air with nothing but a thin string as support, fighting monsters 3 times his size sometimes from a different universe, killing the fucking Prime Minister; none of these things have brought him as much anxiety as he feels in this moment.

It was so late, after 2 in the morning, and he was rushing back to his apartment grunting in pain from his injuries. It’s never fun fighting Kingpin, but hopefully after tonight he won’t have to do that anymore. Kamala had finally discovered his new place of hiding, Osbourne’s old bunker.

No matter how badly his ribs stung with every thwip and pull, he didn’t let up or slow down for a second. You were waiting for him. You’ve been waiting for him since he left at 8. Fuck, it’s been 6 hours? How did he let time fly like that?

‘She’s going to kill me,’ he lightly joked to himself. His stomach turned, he knows deep down that you were getting down to your last straw. You’re always so sweet about his disappearances. He tells you he needs to go; “Being in-charge of a non-profit anti-establishment organization dedicated to the dismantling of our government doesn’t allow you to have much free time, love. I’ll be back,” he would say. Your gorgeous smile would present itself and he just has to give you a kiss before he leaves. That smile has become less bright in recent months.

You’ve started voicing your annoyance as well. “Yeah, so I’ve heard,” you would respond. Or, “Duty calls?” With an eye roll. His least favorite response was, “Why don’t you date the organization instead?” The chuckle you let out after that was so dry and your smile was so empty. It scared him.

There were times where he wasn’t there in the first place. He regrets those the most. He’s missed so many important things, some of which he couldn’t understand how or why you forgave him. He certainly wouldn’t have if he was in your position. You had to be an angel or something. Fuck, he loves you.

Tonight was supposed to be a shut-in date night. Just the two of you, some junk food, and a scary movie that you’ve been dying to see. His watch beeped with a message: got a lead on Fisk. He looked at you and you just…let him go. You didn’t smile, you didn’t frown, you just looked into his eyes and turned away.

“I’ll be right back, I promise.” You didn’t respond, and at that moment, he decided that when he got back there would be no more secrets. No more sneaking around. No more lies. He loved you and you deserved to know.

From what he could see through the window, the lights were off. A part of him is relieved, hoping you weren’t awake so he could just take care of his injuries and slip into bed next to you. He would just have to wait to tell you tomorrow morning.

But, that plan is put to shit when he opens the window and quietly steps inside his living room. The tv is off and the snacks have been cleared. Hobie starts to panic. Did you go home?

He slips off his shoes in case you were sleeping soundly in his room and starts to walk slowly towards it. The door is cracked just a bit and the light is off there too. The entire apartment was shrouded in darkness, the only possible light coming through windows from the moon. He looks through the crack and relaxes upon seeing your silhouette in bed. He lets out a quiet sigh and creeps away to the bathroom.

“Hobie?” He freezes. A few seconds pass and he hears the bed creaking and feet shuffling across the floor. He still doesn’t turn around as his door opens to reveal you in your pajamas, face puffy, and eyes red.

You had been waiting for him to get home for what felt like forever. You were so excited earlier today, but there was this unrelenting churn in your stomach telling you that he would leave eventually. And of course, you were right.

Honestly, you didn’t understand why you were still with him at this point. You know he lies about where he is. You’ve known ever since he invited you to a protest his non profit put together. You told him you wanted to become an official member and he shot it down immediately. “Too dangerous for a peng-thing such as yourself,” he told you. He was right about it being dangerous, everyone was gassed and it hadn’t even been 15 minutes. But that didn’t matter. You wanted to be a part of it. Especially after they got to witness Prime Minister Osbourne’s beheading.

He didn’t even use it as an excuse most of the time. When you would wait for him to meet with you, his reasonings were fickle if he even had any.

“Got caught up with something,”

“One of my mates needed me, you know how that goes,”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m here now aren’t I?”

Oh, and there was your favorite, “Get off my back, will you? I’ve got a life too.” The times where he had nothing to say at all, as painful as it was, were much better. You were so sick of it and you just hoped that he could tell.

Right now, in this moment, you’re not sure because he still hasn’t turned around. You couldn’t see much in the darkness of the hallway, but you at least knew it was him and he was walking away. “You can’t even look at me?”

Hobie stood still, his mind racing. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to see the look on your face. He knew you were disappointed. He could hear it in your voice. “…I,” he clears his throat. “I didn’t think you would still be awake.” He cringes.

You blink at him. “You didn’t think I would still be awake?” You repeated vexedly, your voice growing stronger.

“I didn’t mean it like that,” Hobie tries to save.

You closed your eyes and took in a sharp breath. “You know…if you’re cheating on me, I’d rather you be honest about it.”

Hobie finally turns around. In the dark, you can’t see his mask, but he can see you perfectly. You looked so dejected and it destroyed him. He could tell that you had been crying before he got here, and now you’re eyes were welling up again. His chest pangs.

“I don’t appreciate you leaving me without a word and coming back whenever you want,” you continue, your voice breaking. A tear slips down your face and you quickly wipe it away only for another to follow right after. “Do you think I’m stupid?” You sob, trying to remain strong as he walks towards you. “That I would just be okay with that shit?”

Hobie still doesn’t answer. Instead, he stands a couple feet away from you right next to the light switch. “Are you not going to answer me?” You growl at him. Still, nothing. “Ho-”

The light turns on. His name halts in your throat as you gaze upon him. Your tears don’t stop and you raise your hand to your mouth, a shaky gasp escaping you. Hobie finally peels his mask off to reveal his cut up face.

For a moment, there’s nothing but silence as you try and process this new information. Hobie was…Spider-man. Your boyfriend was Spider-man. That’s why. That’s why he was never there. That’s why he can never be there. Hobie opens his mouth, the breath he takes being enough to cut through the tension. “I’m sorry.”

He continues to walk towards you, praying that you don’t walk away. You’re frozen in place. “I’m so sorry.” He holds his arms out and embraces you in a tight hug relaxing into your arms when you lift them up and wrap them around his neck. You bury your head into his shoulders making his suit wet from your tears.

Hobie’s lips begin to quiver. He swallows a sob before speaking again. “I didn’t know how to tell you...” His voice cracks while trying to find the right words to say. “I just…I am so sorry for lying to you. I’m so fucking sorry.”

For a while, the both of you just stand there in each other’s presence. There was a feeling of anxiousness in the air; for Hobie, he was worried why you hadn’t said anything. As for you…

“Come on.” You grabbed his hand and walked the both of you to his bathroom where you sat him on the toilet and tended to his facial wounds. You remained completely silent, still trying to gather all of your thoughts. It made him all the more terrified.

Hobie repeatedly geared himself up to speak to you, but ultimately kept his mouth closed. What could he say? It was you who needed to talk. You needed to tell him how worried for him you would be. You needed to tell him how happy you were that he was okay. You needed to tell him how angry you were at him for lying to you.

You needed…you needed…

He needed you to say something. Anything.

But you didn’t know how to tell him. And when you were done with his face he stood up and took your hand to walk the both of you back to his room. You followed at first, but quickly stopped. He looked back at you in confusion, his heart racing. “What is it?”

You let go of his hand with him refusing to do the same. It went limp in his hold as you stared at the ground. Your eyes filled with tears and fell just as quickly. Without looking up, you finally told him what was on your mind. “I…I was going to break up with you tonight.”

His heart dropped. He releases a huff having been completely floored by that charged sentence. What do you mean you were going to break up with him? What do you mean there was no saving the relationship the moment he left? What do you mean he was too late?

His mouth opens and closes, trying to find the words to convey his shock. “Was?” He decides upon, foolishly hopeful.

The breath that you take in, the look on your face, and the tears falling down it killed anything inside him that held onto the possibility that you still wanted to be with him. So he lets go of your hand too. “No.” You say.

Hobie is appalled. His eyes dart around the hallway as his mind tries to make sense of what was happening. His breathing gets harder and faster. He begins to shake his head. “I don’t-,” he stutters, “I-I don’t understand.”

“Hobie-”

“I mean, I…” he hikes his shoulders up and holds up his hands. Finally, he looks at you. His chest aches at the sight of you, he’s never seen you so dejected. He gestures at himself. “You see…you see why.”

You walk towards him and put your hand on his chest to try and calm him down. It does nothing. Instead he holds his own hand over yours to keep it there. “And I am so glad that you trusted me enough to tell me. Your secret is safe with me, Hobie.” After telling him that, you lose any resolve you had and sob. Your voice is strained when you talk, and you have to take small pauses to catch your breath and remain coherent. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you missed my graduation-”

“I was almost eaten alive.” he quickly defends, remembering that annoying day. The Inheritors have become a very big nuisance since Osbourne’s death and are the reason for so many of his disappearances. He would explain all of this to you if you gave him the chance.

You scrunch your face with a look of confusion, but when he doesn’t explain any further, you continue. “And you missed my recital-”

“So I could keep Kraven from fucking up 38th street.” He was starting to get upset. It’s like you weren’t listening to him. He was Spider-man. Of course he couldn’t be there for every facet of your life. And you knew that now. So…what the fuck? “If I hadn’t done that, your mates wouldn’t have anywhere to live.”

You could hear the annoyance in his tone and body language, and it made you a little miffed. “I understand that-“

“Do you?”

You slap your head in frustration. “You’re not getting it, Hobie. You weren’t there-“

“Yeah, I fucking couldn’t be because I’m too busy trying un-fuck our city and everyone in it. Including you.” He says, slightly raising his voice. How dare you get mad at him when you’re the one who’s leaving? “I mean, I’m showing you why I can’t be there and it’s still not enough?”

You never stopped crying, but now you were pissed. You glared at him. “You think that fixes everything? It doesn’t change the fact that I stood outside the auditorium and waited for you right before and right after my name was called for nothing. Or that I almost fucked up my solo because I couldn’t think about anything besides the fact that you weren’t there.”

Hobie raises a finger at you. “I-”

“Stop interrupting me!” You shout, immediately recoiling but keeping your glare. Hobie blinks at you in disbelief. “Knowing that you were off saving the world does not mean I didn’t need you there with me when my sister was-” Choking on your words, you cover your mouth with your hand in a feeble attempt to hide the sob that escaped. Hobie’s anger dissipated and all that was left was utter heartbreak.

You took a second to recollect yourself, shying away from his touch when he reached out to you. He drops his arm by his side. “I don’t understand,” he whispers, his voice breaking.

Taking another deep breath, you drop the ball on him , finally. “If you’re worried I’m going to go off and tell Jonah Jameson-”

“No,” he practically shouts. “I’m not fucking worried about that. I’m upset, because my girlfriend is breaking up with me!”

“Don’t fucking yell at me!”

Hobie slams his hands against his head and walks away from you, panting. All you can do is watch him, anticipating his next move. Bracing yourself for whatever he’ll say out of anger.

After a few moments of breathing, he drops his hands and turns to look at you. “So what you just-don’t love me anymore?”

“What?”

“Is that it? There’s someone else?”

You furrowed your brows and looked around the room wondering where the hell he got that from. “The fuck? No!”

“So why don’t you want to be with me anymore?”

You groaned in frustration and covered your face with your hands. He just wasn’t getting it. “That’s not what I’m saying-”

“The fuck are you saying?” His voice louder than it’s ever been towards you.

“I want to be with you, Hobie,” you tell him, the tears never ending. Your voice, as loud as it is, shakes and cracks. Hobie grabs his hair, his mind completely scattered. You were confusing him left and right. Why can’t you just come out and say-

“I don’t want to be with Spider-Man.”

Everything seems to stop. The only sound being you calming yourself down as you take some deep breaths. You couldn’t look at Hobie, you just couldn’t. As for him, he couldn’t stop looking at you utter disbelief and heartbreak.

His bottom lip quivered as it hung open. His nostrils began to flare. His chest rose and fell as he felt the lump in his throat grow. Why won’t you look at him? Please look at him…please?

“You…I don’t…” he simply can’t find the words to describe how he felt. To put it simply, you were breaking his heart. He loves you. He fucking loves you so much. It hurts that there’s nothing he can do to fix this. He can’t just stop being Spider-Man, no matter how hard he’s considering it at this moment.

He doesn’t know what yo do. He’s so hurt. He’s so…fucking…angry.

“Get out.” He says, looking at the ground.

You jerk your head up at him. Wiping your eyes, you ask him, “What?”

Hobie angrily puts his mask back on. “Get the fuck out,” he repeats, louder this time. You don’t move. You didn’t want it to end like this. Was it really going to end like this? No…

“Ba-Hobie,” Slip of the tongue. But it was too late, he heard it and it broke him even more.

“I don’t want you here when I get back.” He turns away from you and stalks towards the window. Without looking back once, he lifts it open and hops back out into the night.

You slap your hand over your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut. This feeling in your chest, you wanted to lie down and scream at the top of your lungs. You were hoping he understood, that you could reason with him, but now you were left a lonely shell of your former self. You would hate yourself for breaking his heart the way you did. As you gather your things and leave the apartment, you start to wonder, was this even worth it?

On the trek home, you decided; yes. It hurt, but nothing would compare to the pain of him not being there at the hospital when you told him you needed him there. All the moments that you needed the man you loved and he was no where to be found, you found joy in knowing that you would never experience that again.

You weren’t angry with Hobie anymore. You knew why things were the way they were now. But, that’s not a love life that you wanted. That was the most difficult thing you had to do, but you had to do it. You weren’t going to be a superhero’s girlfriend. You just weren’t. You hoped he understood one day.

And he will. But for now, Hobie watches you leave the building with a hole in his heart and hatred in his mind. For now, you just don’t want to make it work with him. Hobie knows the two of you are meant to be, he just wishes you would understand that-

No. He wishes you would accept him. You don’t . And that destroys him.

For now, you simply don’t love him enough to accept him for what he is. A huge part of him was scared of this, and would you look at that, it came true.

He was so confused. So hurt. How could you. How could you?…

ending a/n: Hi! How was it? I hope I wrote it well. I really wanted to make sure it was clear that they both are valid in their feelings about the whole thing. It made sense that it would all blow up and not end well and I think it’s very easy for someone who is dealing with a lot of emotions to not really think rationally or listen to the other person.

If you read this whole thing and was like ‘what is wrong with her’ let me try to explain my thought process. She doesn’t want to be with a superhero. She wants to be in a relationship with someone who can be there for her. Hobie was never there, if he was it was few and far between. And that’s bcs of his obligation to the world and multiverse. That’s no one’s fault. She gets that. So she’s going to find someone who CAN give her the time she needs. Someone who doesn’t have a duty to the world. Someone who can focus on her as much as she does for them.

Of course, Hobie isn’t going to understand that. All he hears is that she doesn’t want to be with him. So, he’s thinking irrationally, not really listening to what she’s saying. Taking things the wrong way bcs he’s heart broken.

I like where I ended it, but I am very open to a pt 2 in the future where they’ve gotten over it (or maybe not 👀) but they’re not going to get back together. It’ll be like closure unless I decide to never let Hobie heal from it. Hmmmm. Idk idk idk!

Anyway, I hope you guys understood my thinking and enjoyed this version of this trope. I don’t think I’ve seen it done before, it would be nice to start a trend of this. I would love to see how other people interpret this. Please feel free to discuss this particular topic more with me if you would like! I don’t bite! Y’all have a good one🩵🩵

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#across the spiderverse #hobie brown #spider punk #spider punk x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie angst #hobie my beloved

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i-cant-sing · 10 months

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May I request a headcanon of teen fushiguro reader pretending they have a bf and reaction from their close fam and peeps?

Just very loud arguing between Uncle Naoya and teen Fushiguro, reader yelling that Naoya shouldn't stop her from having fun just because he doesn't have any bitches.

Naoya, narrowing his eyes: OH AND YOU DO???

Reader, petty af: I DO AND IM GONNA GO FUCK HIM LATER, SO BACK OFF!

And everything just goes dead silent, like birds stop chirping too. No sound at all, as all eyes are on you.

Naoya, with barely concealed shock in his eyes: who?

And reader obviously can't just fess up and say "oopsie I lied" because then Naoya will always be on her ass about being a liar and he's annoying as is. So she's just making up stuff as she goes.

"His name's... Theodore. We met each at the 7/11 down the street, and we've been going out for the past 6 months-" and everyone just loses it. Naoya's banshee screaming as he yells at everyone to keep you in the fucking house while he hauls his ass out to hunt down your boyfriend. Your aunties and other females of the family are lowkey scared for you because they think that Naoya and the other men in the family will now be very harsh towards you, while also pestering you to tell them more about your boyfriend because they wanna make sure that you're not dating some controlling, abusive, misogynistic jerk like the rest of them married. Your uncles and the other men in the family are either helping Naoya out on hunting Theodore or have simply went into an existential crisis and are just one second away from obliterating any curse/servant that comes their way.

Then a few hours later, Naoya comes home dishevelled and out of breath because my man went around the whole city looking for "Theodore" but no such man linked to you exists and he finally found out you lied. So now you're again grounded for not only lying, but also for lying about having a bf and doing nasty things (kissing) and not once thinking about bothering to stop Naoya from wreaking havoc upon poor, innocent Theodore named individuals.

What's worse is that the Zenin clan has now realised a new fear of theirs-

You having a s/o.

They're just trying so hard to not throw up and cry and burn down everything in sight at the mere thought of you holding hands with someone else.

#yandere naoya #yandere naoya zenin #yandere zenin clan #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk

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helloiamadrawer · 3 months

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Goku/Reader Fluff and Comfort Hc's

Big sweet saiyan loves to cuddle after a hard day of training (ofc he's going to wash up first before he hops into bed with you) and he's like a big warm teddy bear to hug and snuggle with eeee 💕

Finds it cute/funny when you try to be the big spoon, you're just so smol compared to him its adorable

Coming in frustrated from a complicated day at work? Goku will sit you down and let you vent about it to him or if you want to let out some anger maybe some sparring or needed training to boost your power level, it reminds him of another friend he has who always tries to surpass him and has a big attitude (cough cough Vegeta)

If baking is your outlet for stress or if you just like doing it as a side hobby, Goku makes it a bit more fun, I mean trying to maneuver his big, muscly body around yall's small kitchen, bumping into everything, taking caution to not knocking anything over cause it might make you mad is really comedy gold!

"Oh crap! I broke one of the plates again, sorry baby 🥺" "It's fine Goku, that one was just one someone gave to me when we moved in, I didn't like it anyway." 🤣

9/10 for help though, although you had to tell him the difference between a baking spatula and a spatula tho but that's about it. He'll go fetch some ingredients for you if you don't have any or ran out. You two did make the most awesome peach cobbler though uwu

The biggest pair of puppy dog eyes he gives you when he asks you if he can lick the spoon 🥺

Gives gooood shoulder massages 💯 if you're really tense/tired after your daily life activities, he'll even offer to give massages after training and you're here thinking: how does this man have the energy?? we just sparred for a good hour '

One time you asked your sweet bf if you could touch his hair, it went something like this:

"You want to touch my hair?" Goku=cutely confused "yea..I understand if you don't want me to, I was just wondering cause it looks so soft." Goku:"Well, you can go ahead :) I don't mind."

Your hand rises up to the top of his head (he has to bend down halfway to meet your height level cause he's almost 6 foot 😂) as you pet his jet black hair, and to your surprise it was really soft, just like you had hoped for.

"What kind of shampoo do you use babe?"you asked curiously. "Umm..it was actually one of Bulma's new conditioners, I accidentally used it instead of my usual hair hair soap." he chuckles, "What is my hair like super soft now--huh?"before he could finish his sentence, your whole face was in his hair lmaoo, you couldn't help it, it was like you were in a cloud, a fluffy cloud that gave off the scent of linen and waterfalls.

Speaking of waterfalls, he flew you to the most beautiful nature trail, you never even knew that this universe had one until Goku mentioned to you that there was a Namekian who literally knew the whole status of the universe along with the supreme kai. But wow, was it amazing to behold with your own eyes, vibrant flowers were scattered across the land, along with the mingling sounds of birds and let's not forget the waterfall..

You two trudged upon a hill and there it was, you could not believe your eyes, it had to be the most biggest one in the whole multiverse. "Isn't it awesome?" Goku asked, "I was thinking I could take you here since you like nature a whole lot.". The Saiyan sure does think about you a whole lot which is sweet. You hum in agreement and sit down to watch the endless display of nature's art, your boyfriend follows suit and swings his arm around you pulling you close to him. "We should do this more often" You sigh in content leaning in to the Saiyan's touch. Goku gives you a peck on the head as you two sit back and enjoy the sounds and each other's company.

enjoy! thank you for reading!

#son goku #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dargon ball super #goku x reader #comfort #db fluff #fluff #goku x you

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 9 months

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AITA for ditching a long-term friend?

I (35F) had a friend (S, 33F) for years. We bonded the first night we met. We had ups an downs, and went everywhere together. I helped her kick her bf out after he tried to hit her and helped her through two miscarriages. She helped me through a family member death and a career change. We would speak almost every day, for hours.

She was always slightly more conservative than me. When 2016 rolled around, she supported Trump. I didn't like that, but it wasn't my place to bitch about it to her, it was her decision.

By 2020, she'd changed. Idk how it happened but she went from slightly conservative Christian who loved school and being a nurse and had friends who were LGBT+ (myself included), to deadnaming trans patients, refusing to do a blood draw on a patient after she said it was a prerequisite for an abortion, forcing patients to pray with her, even when they and their families spoke out against it, and bugging her coworkers to pray with her. She got fired from the hospital and was completely unable to hold down a job after that, and went through about 6 jobs that year, getting fired from them all. She got with a guy (B, 32M) and he is a... Well, he is a damn nut. Flat earther, antivaxxer, anti- Department of Education, anti-cell phone, thought bluetooth was turning kids trans, and that covid is 100% a hoax. Absolutely bonkers. But she was smitten, so I supported her, barely.

It's important to note that I backed away from her a bit after she was fired from the hospital. We were only speaking once every few weeks at that point.

Shortly after she got with B, my nephew was born. My nephew is half Mexican, half white. She called him "cute for a half n*g" because she thought my SIL is black. This blew me away because she's half Mexican. I told her off and distanced myself even further.

In 2021, she was a huge supporter of Jan 6th. She LAUGHED when that one cop killed himself. I stopped talking to her completely after that. Deleted her contact info and forgot she existed for almost 2 years.

Cut to October of this year, and she calls me. I didn't recognize her #. She and B are getting married! And she wants me to be a bridesmaid!!! Yayy! (sarcasm). She told me a long-winded variation of "I know we haven't talked for a bit but I promise I'm not as bonkers as I was, I think I let Facebook suck me in, and I'm sorry."

So, I let her back in. Not emotionally, mind you. She's not the woman I once knew anymore. I don't tell her where our house is (my partner and I moved while S and I weren't speaking), and I didn't tell her what car I drove. I didn't tell her anything about our lives, and kept the conversation solely on her, to try and read her out a bit.

Sure enough, two conversations in she starts ranting about how black people are black because they received the mark of Cain (it's a Christian thing? I guess? Idk I'm not religious) and thus should be avoided because they are inherently "up to no good," and that systemic racism doesn't exist because the US has had a black president.

I roll my eyes, hang up the phone, block her number, and end it, permanently, right there. I received a few odd texts from a number I didn't recognize, probably B's phone, so I just blocked that number and deleted them without reading most of them.

Cue our mutual friends. 🙄

She misses you! People can have differing opinions and still be friends! Why are you being so closed minded? She told us you yelled at her! 😭😭😭

Lol. I didn't say a word, but whatever.

I'd rather adjust my life to her absence than adjust my morality to her ignorance.

My partner is on my side, they saw her change, too. But our mutual friends are still upset. I shared some the racist and sexist text convos between me and S, and it's like they hadn't even considered my side of the situation. One is on my side now, the other two are still questioning how I can throw away a 6 year friendship over "differing politics."

So, Tumblr, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw #slur cw

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clownprincehoeshi · 7 months

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Parallel Hearts - Chapter 6

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. Maybe you finally have your shot at love and happiness. Or not.

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Pairing: fem reader x idol Jungkook fem reader x idol Mingyu fem reader x idol Hoshi

Warnings: Kissing-Nudity-Sex 18+-Harrassment-Stalking-Death mentions-Cheating

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Word count: 7697

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Unknown number: So it’s true that you and Mingyu are together?

That’s the first thing you saw on your phone when you woke up on a Wednesday morning. Yeah, you thought it might be Jungkook, because you saw him recently and Hana didn’t keep her mouth shut. But huh, the audacity of this man to question you about your current romantic life. You were enraged so you thought to give a simple reply and block this number too.

Y/N: None of your business.

But then a text from another unknown number came.

Unknown number: He’s not the guy you think he is. Sooner or later you’ll find out. And stop blocking me, I just want to talk. Please!

Block again. That’s what you do, easier to keep your mind on the important things, and you hate confrontation. And honestly, this confrontation would be useless. Arriving at the office, you text Hana to meet you in the cafeteria for coffee and gossip.

Hana: How is my lovely wifeu this morning?

Y/N: Could be better.

Hana: Oh. What is it?

Y/N: Jungkook keeps trying to talk to me and I block all his numbers. Aaand, he said some shit about Gyu, not being the man I think he is.

Hana: Wow, that dude is jealous and would say anything. But wait a minute, isn’t he out of the army by now? It’s been a year and a half since he left, maybe more.

Y/N: Oh shit, you’re right.

Hana: Oh, oh. You think he will try to do shady stuff to ruin your relationship now that he’s back?

Y/N: I mean… I don’t know him like that, but one could never know.

You stare at each other and keep on nodding your heads, while sipping coffee and hot cocoa milk. You hope he won’t interfere, because you’re finally in a good place. Work is awesome, you just got a raise, you have a solid relationship, great friends and you’re healthy. There’s nothing more to wish for. Except maybe more time with your bf.

Seventeen has gotten so famous lately that Mingyu barely gets free days. And you see that he’s feeling bad for not giving you more attention, but he’s doing all he can. And you would rather breakup with him than see his career go to shit.

More and more gossip is coming out about all the members, and like usual, you try not to give it any importance. Especially now, when they are finishing filming In the soop and they’ll get a couple of free days. Mingyu planed a trip, just the both of you, but he didn’t say where, he wants to be a surprise.

So tomorrow morning you will both take the same plane to somewhere, but sit in different seats. Don’t want to give reasons for gossip.

When you get to the gate, it’s then when you find out the destination. He couldn’t have made a better choice, you always wanted to go to Tuscany. You communicated via text, avoided being seen talking face to face. You couldn’t wait to get there and feel at least a little freedom and act like a normal couple.

You’re finally in Italy. You keep your masks on, just to be sure, but walk together now. He rented a car to take you to your little town where you’ll have a house just for the two of you.

The place looks dreamy and you feel like tearing up. The house sits on a hill, you have a spectacular view. The wine yards are beautiful and there’s so much peace. The only person who will come daily to the house will be the person in charge with grocery shopping and cooking.

You could both cook, but you just want to relax these 3 days. It’s perfect, because the cook will come only in the morning, cook meals for the whole day, then leave after a few hours. You get to be alone the rest of the day.

As the Sun starts to come down from the sky and hide after the hills, you both lay on a lounge chair and enjoy the view. He has an arm over your shoulder, your head resting on his chest. His other hand is in your hair, playing with it.

Mingyu: You didn’t tell me Jungkook was trying to talk to you, or that you met him in a bar.

Y/N: Oh. He’s nothing in my life, so not something worth to mention. I didn’t hide it from you with bad intentions, just don’t wanna hear or talk about him ever again.

Mingyu: Ok, fair enough. But he wanted to see me, so we met. Afterall, we have been friends for years and I thought the least I could do for the sake of our friendship, was to listed to what he has to say.

Y/N: Still, I’d rather not talk about him.

Mingyu: But shouldn’t you feel the other way? Like…if you’re over him, talking about what happened should not bother you anymore.

You sit and look at him and you don’t understand where this is coming from.

Y/N: You must understand that we are different people, and we react differently, right? What’s ok for you, might not be ok for me. This is just may way of leaving the past behind. I don’t know what will happen in the future, but I know that I don’t wanna see him again.

Mingyu: What if you meet him someplace by accident, like you already have?

Y/N: I’ll ignore, I’ll act like he doesn’t exist.

Mingyu: He told me he’ll fight for you.

At that, your face shifted from normal to disgusted.

Y/N: Huh????? See? This is why I avoid it, I don’t want to hear shit like this. I don’t fucking care what he wants or thinks. He has ZERO chances with me. The fucking audacity!!

With each sentence, you were getting more and more worked up, angrier and louder. Mingyu never seen you like this, he was used to you being calm and relaxed. Never angry, though there are a lot of things that irritate you, but you always try to keep your composure.

Mingyu: Babe, you’re getting angry, it’s the last thing I want. I understand how you feel and why you feel like this, so I will agree with you and drop the subject Jungkook. You’re right, he’s not worth it. And I have so much trust in us that he can’t do shit. Now come give me a kiss.

And he pulls you but your hands and you land on top of him, with your lips on his. He feels so warm and nice that you give in. Oh, how fast can this man make you forget what you were talking about. He’s absolutely insane for this.

Mingyu: This is all you’re getting, though. We need to be decent while we’re outside.

Y/N: Oh really? So you’re playing hard to get, mister Kim?

He nodded and kissed you again. He sure knew how to tease you and push your buttons. So you ran your hand over his chest, going down over his abs, down on his cock that was rock hard. You started to massage over his length, over his pants and made him moan into your mouth.

Mingyu: Don’t do that, baby! Someone might see us.

Y/N: There is literally no way someone could see. And we’re not fucking right now, I’m just touching you.

You know he loves when you take control, it makes him putty in your hands. You continue rubbing his length over his pants slowly, while kissing sensually. His breathing started to become faster, his chest moving up and down with more intensity. Moans and whimpers were like music to your ears and you wanted to hear more.

Mingyu: Ahh, baby, feels so good. But if you don’t stop soon, I’ll cum.

Y/N: Oh? My little boy will cum in his pants? How messy.

His eyes rolled up and made his hips move along with your hand, trying to get more friction. He was a moaning mess.

Y/N: You probably already made a mess in your pants, leaking precum everywhere. And now you’ll make an even bigger mess.

You started to move your lips to his jaw, then to his neck, licking slowly. Then you reached his ear and started to whisper filthy words.

Mingyu: P-please! I want to fuck you, not cum like this. Please, baby! Let me fuck you.

But you kept on rubbing him, faster now, and ignored what he had to say.

Y/N: Bad boys like you don’t deserve to cum inside a pussy. You deserve to cum inside your pants.

Mingyu: No, no no! I was good. I am good.

Y/N: How? Mentioning that bitch, Jungkook? You think I wanted to hear his name on our trip?

And you put more pressure over his clothed cock. He was going crazy.

Mingyu: Oh, I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! Please! I need to fuck you, I need to cum.

Y/N: You’re so needy and pathetic, begging me to let you fuck me.

You felt his cock twitch at those words. He was just melting in your hands now, he felt his orgasm coming fast like an avalanche.

Y/N: Are you really going to cum in your pants, like a useless bitch?

He was shaking his head so fast, he couldn’t make out words.

Y/N: Pathetic.

And he came hard, making a big mess in his pants. You could see the wet spot. He was still panting pretty heavy, so you caressed his pretty face and told him he did really good.

Mingyu: You’re completely crazy and I love you. Never change.

As he gets up and walks inside the house to take a shower, he says: But you will be the one begging tonight.

Your eyes went big and round. You hoped he will fuck you so good that you’ll beg and you were sure your panties were soaked, hearing him say that.

The rest of the trip was really peaceful. You went into town just once, to take some pictures. Time went by pretty fast, obviously. Of course it will go fast when you’re with someone you love and you’re having a good time.

When you arrived to Seoul it was just different. Something felt off. There were ridiculously many fans waiting for Mingyu at the airport, and much more paparazzi. You decided to go before him and he would come out 15 minutes later.

You didn’t know how he could manage all this frenzy of people, flashes, noise. He’s a hero in your eyes. You called a taxi and went straight home.

Right before he would go out to meet the crowd of people waiting for him, he turned his phone on. There were probably hundreds of messages and emails. From the members, friends, family, managers, staff and media people who were trying to find out the truth.

Seventeen group chat

Jeonghan: Oh no, no. Mingyu, you’re in trouble

Seungcheol: Why the hell did you go out without your mask, you stupid tree?

Seokmin: Guys, I think he’s on the plane right now

Wonwoo: Yeah, he is. And I think he has no idea what’s going on

Hoshi: Wait, what?

Thing is that pictures of you two were all around the internet. You were still wearing your mask, so nobody knew who you were, but Mingyu took his mask off a couple of times to taste wine at different shops. And someone recognized him and took pictures.

When you turned your phone on while in the taxi, your heart dropped to your feet. You called Hana right away.

Y/N: Haaanaaa! Did you see?

Hana: Hell, yes! The whole world saw the pictures. But don’t worry, your face doesn’t show and I didn’t see any photos of you two holding hands or stuff like that. His company will come up with something, I’m sure.

Y/N: You’re just saying that to make me feel better. This is not ok, this is a shitshow. I mean, they have proof, actual proof, not like in Joshua’s case when they had nothing. Damn, they will mob him when he’s going to face that crowd. It was so crazy, you should have seen.

Mingyu was close to shit his pants at the realization. He called Wonwoo, because he felt like his brain would eplode if he didn’t hear his best friend right now, so he sat on a chair to calm down and pressed call.

Wonwoo: My god, Gyu! Where are you?

Mingyu: I just landed and I am sitting for a while before going out. I can’t believe this is happening.

Wonwoo: We can’t do anything about that now, first thing we need is get you out of there safely. The company sent more security, because it seems the situation got out of hands. There are hundreds of people there waiting, Mingyu.

Mingyu: I’m fucked.

Wonwoo: Did you see the photos?

Mingyu: Noo, I am so scared to look.

Wonwoo: Then don’t look. We have two advantages though.

Mingyu: In this situation? I can’t imagine what they could be, really.

Wonwoo: So there is no picture with Y/N’s face, she was wearing a mask and a cap. Nobody could guess if she’s Korean or a foreigner. And there was nothing physical between you two captured, so that’s a good thing.

Mingyu: How do we know they don’t have more photos, more incriminating?

Wonwoo: We can just hope they don’t. Let me call our manager. Don’t go out until I tell you it’s ok to go, ok?

Mingyu: Got it. Thanks, Wonu, I love you!

You were texting Mingyu, trying to make sure he was ok, but he was not replying. You thought he had enough on his plate and you will wait for him to call you when he can. Being inside the safety of your apartment felt good, almost like dropping a heavy weight off your shoulders. But couldn’t stop worrying about him. This will have consequences on his career and it made you cry in frustration.

There was nothing you could do now, just wait for a sign from him, and hopefully he will come with a solution. Videos from the airport where he indeed got mobbed were spreading like fire. It made you angry and useless.

Come on, Mingyu, call me, text me back, anything! Just when things were perfect, this shit had to happen. I fucking hate people.

He called, close to midnight, just for 5 minutes, to tell you he was ok and that they had a meeting with the managers to find a solution to this. He told you not to worry, because the company will fix it. The call made you feel a little better. You just hoped it will not impact his career.

As you were trying to fall asleep, your phone was buzzing. Too sleepy and worried after the day you just had, you didn’t think to check on the caller id so you answered.

Y/N: Yes. Mingyu?

There was silence for a few moments.

Y/N: Baby!

Then, a laughter and a voice.

Unknown number: Baby? That’s how you call him? But you used to call me that too. I’m a little jealous now.

Y/N: Jungkook? Wtf

Jungkook: That’s right.

Y/N: Just fucking leave me alone, don’t contact me anymore. Are you fucking dumb?

Jungkook: What’s the matter, you didn’t like my welcoming surprise?

Y/N: Huh?

Jungkook: You’re famous now, you’re in papers, on Twitter, Instagram, Dispatch.

Without responding to that, you hang up and blocked this number too. It was too much, after that shit of a day. You were too tired to even think, so you went back to sleep, telling yourself that you will talk about this tomorrow with Hana.

Next day you couldn’t wait to tell you friend what Jungkook told you on the phone. Rushing into her office, you grabbed her hand and took her to the laundry room to have privacy.

Y/N: I think fucking Jungkook is involved in this whole photos and revealing shit.

Hana: How do you know?

Y/N: He called last night and I was to sleepy to realize and answered. He asked if I liked his welcoming surprise and that now I am famous on the internet.

Hana: Shit. This is getting wilder and wilder. I don’t even know if I should talk to Jaehyun or Eunwoo about this, they are still friends with the jerk.

Y/N: No, don’t tell them anything. We can’t trust them right now.

After a few days, Hybe released a statement, saying you were a local guide, just helping Mingyu around town. Some bought it, some didn’t, but till there was nothing more they could do. There was no other proof about your identity or your relationship

Things pretty much dialed down in the last weeks, you two just needed to be extra careful now, even when he came to your place. He still didn’t know about Jungkook’s implication in all this and you feared that he will put people to survey your complex building and catch Mingyu. While you were pondering over what was the bet way to go, your bf called.

Y/N: Hey, Mingoo!

Mingyu: Hey, princess! I’m going to be quick, just wanted to let you know about Jeonghan’s surprise birthday party. You’re invited.

Y/N: Aww, how sweet. I miss Hani.

Mingyu: Whoa whoa, what?

Y/N: He’s so sweet.

Mingyu: Am I now sweet? Are you going to leave me for Jeonghan?

Y/N: You’re the sweetest. And I’m not leaving you for him, unless he proposes to me.

It was always fun teasing your bf like this, he never got upset and never took your jokes seriously, because he knew you were just teasing. He was used to it from his members.

Now, Mingyu’s only worry was to keep you and Hoshi away from each other. He wanted to avoid a conversation between you two that might lead to confrontation, and he knew Hoshi had no idea you were a couple and that he just knew you were hurting his younger friend and using him. Also, Mingyu knew you hate confrontations and that in the tiniest case that you get angry, it’s going to be the end of the tiger. You looked like an angel, but you could become a demon if provoked.

Too bad you couldn’t bring Hana to the party. But after a few minutes at the venue, your worries dissipated after Mingyu Left Jun in charge with you. You know, keep you company until he gets back soon. He sad he had something to do.

You liked Jun a lot, you had similar personalities. That’s why you clicked right away when you first met. You thought of him as your big brother. Every time you’d meet Jun, he’s ask you about your travels. He was very interested in that topic, as he always found traveling all over the world fascinating. You haven’t been to that many places, but there were enough countries and enough stories to keep the conversation alive. And you would ask him about his life as an idol.

As Mingyu was taking the elevator to go at the ground floor, he received a text: Meet me in the parking lot in the back. He got there and spotted the car he was supposed to get into.

Mingyu: Be quick, it’s Jeonghan’s birthday party.

Jungkook: I want you to breakup with Y/N.

Mingyu started laughing at that insanity.

Mingyu: Yeah, sure, whatever, Jungkook. I’m going back now.

Jungkook: I have more photos of you two. With her face in them too. With you two being lovey dovey. If you don’t breakup, I’ll post them everywhere. I mean it.

Mingyu: Jungkook, I don’t know why you’re taking me as a fool right now. It’s not like you don’t know me. I’m not afraid of your little schemes. I’m sure the company won’t be very pleased by your threats if they found out. You, trying to mess with their business? I’m their number one idol at the moment, I bring them the most money. Now I suggest you think before opening your mouth again. Have a good evening and try to get a life. You lost her, get over it.

And like that, Mingyu got off the car to go and find you. His heart was beating crazy fast in his chest, he could hear it. When he got his eyes on you, he saw you smiling with Jun and Vernon and a drunk Hoshi who bumped into you. Mingyu was walking slowly to your direction and it took 3 seconds for him to stop in shock from the scene in front of him.

Hoshi just threw his whole glass all over your dress. Not from bumping into you, not by accident. No no. he did it intentionally, while standing still in front of you, looking into your eyes. He even told you: You’re a bitch for using Mingyu.

You didn’t need time to process what happened, it was like you knew before he raised his glass to pour his drink on your clothes. You knew he will do that and you were already thinking about 100 ways of how to kill him.

You went straight to the weak spot. His balls. Oh yeah. You didn’t hit hard, didn’t need too. Men are weak. One little hit and they’re on the floor. And indeed, he fell, trying to keep his screams quiet.

Jun and Vernon immediately checked on you, offered napkins so you can clean your dress. But you were too busy standing over Hoshi, watching him cupping his balls, on his knees.

Y/N: Well look at you now, on your knees for me.

Hoshi: Why did you do that?

Y/N: You want more? Huh?

Mingyu came and got you by your waist before you could commit murder. It made him smirk a little, seeing you so brave. At that moment, he knew he had to do something to fix this Hoshi situation, but he didn’t know what.

Mingyu lifted you bridal style, to take you to the restroom and help you clean your dress. As you were being carried away, you gave Hoshi a mean look that could cut skin, and gestured him that you’have your eyes on him. He was actually afraid of you now. Dino was on the ground, net to Hoshi, laughing his ass off, while making sure his friend’s balls were still intact.

In the restroom, you tried in vain to make your dress look presentable, but it was all in vain. Then Mingyu remembered you were in the Hybe building and they had outfits and clothes there, from the girl bands.

Mingyu: Let’s go find you something in the changing room downstairs.

Y/N: Oh, thank god.

Mingyu: You think maybe you were too rough with the poor guy?

Y/N: At least, now he knows not to push my buttons. I mean, what’s his deal? He’s always been rude to me.

Jun helped Hoshi get up, asking why he threw his drink on you, and Hoshi simply said: Aren’t you guys tired of her using Mingyu?

Jun: Using Mingyu? How is she using him?

Hoshi: She’s friendzoned him for years, using him to make her e jealous.

Jun: My god, how drunk are you? How many fingers am I holding up?

Hoshi: Haha, very funny. Your middle finger. Are you flipping me off now?

Jun: Ok, so not that drunk. But where did you get that crazy idea?

Hoshi: Mingyu?

Jun: Were you drunk when he told you? Because they have been a couple for more than a year.

Hoshi: No, they haven’t.

Jun: Yeah, they have, everybody here knows that. Ask anyone.

Hoshi pouts and looks at Dino, who is next to him.

Hoshi: Dino, is Jun lying?

Dino: No. How didn’t you know this?

Then Hoshi goes to find Wonwoo. He fells he can trust him, he’s honest and dependable, plus, he’s roomies with Mingyu.

Hoshi: Wonu!! Tell me.

Wonwoo: What?

Hoshi: Are Mingyu and Y/N a couple?

Wonwoo looks at him confused, trying to figure out what’s his deal.

Wonwoo: Have you not been on the same planet as us in the last year?

Hoshi: Come on, you’re the only one I can trust to tell me the truth. Mingyu told me they are just friends and that he’s been chasing her but she’s rejecting him.

Wonwoo: Hoshi, I have no idea how much you’ve been drinking, but you should maybe stop, it’s affecting your brain. They have been together since last year.

Now, in Hoshi’s mind there are millions of thought flying like math equations he can’t resolve. He feels stupid and left out. He can’t understand why Mingyu would lie to him and how come he’s been so oblivious to the situation.

He needed to find a place to lie down and collect his thought. He grabbed some water and went down the stairs one floor. He knew there was a couch near the dressing room. He would lay on it and reflect.

As he laid on the couch, he could hear a conversation in the dressing room. He realized it was you and Mingyu. And he realized that you were crying. He felt like shit. It was his fault.

Y/N: Gyu, what if he’ll really post those photos?

Mingyu: We don’t even know if he has any. And I just know he won’t, even if he had them.

Y/N: I can’t believe he’s capable of doing this. After all this time, he is still hung up on this. Wasn’t enough for him to just leave me hanging like that, without a word, when he left to the army? Now he wants to ruin both of our lives.

Mingyu: He’s just jealous you’re with me now. But I think he’ll come out of it soon, I’ll make sure to have Eunwoo and Jaehyun talk to him. He needs to stop.

Y/N: I don’t wanna be with him, Gyu. I want you.

Hoshi realizes it’s not about him, and that you’re not crying because of him. This makes him feel better. But what he’s hearing it’s news to him. He thought you were the one who left Jungkook, and after that, you used Mingyu to make Jungkook’s life shitty. He has no idea what to think anymore. Then he gets up and walks in the room.

Hoshi: So you two are together.

Y/N: Oh, not this guy now.

Hoshi: Y/N, I apologize, I think I went too far?

Mingyu: You think? What the hell, man. Throwing your drink at her.

Hoshi: You mean at your gf.

Y/N: I don’t have energy for this, I wanna go home.

As you get up to leave, Hoshi grips your hand and looks at you with a pleading look in his eyes.

Hoshi: Y/N, I’m really sorry, it was all a misunderstanding.

You shake your hand off his and continue walking to the elevator. Mingyu follows you.

Hoshi: Mingyu, we need to talk.

Mingyu: Tomorrow. Tell the others I went home because I didn’t feel well, please.

That night, you both took a shower and went to bed at your apartment. You felt tired. Not your body, but your mind. At least you fell asleep feeling safe in Mingyu’s arms. Somehow, he is always there for you and he always knows what to do and what to say. He always reassures you.

Waking up in your boyfriend’s arms was the best way to start your day. But today, a headache was bothering you so you kind of wanted to be alone and not bothered. He stayed to make you breakfast and make sure you eat and drink some tea to calm down your pain, then he left to work. They have a lot to prepare for the launch of their new album.

Checking your phone that was on silent since last night when you went to bed, you see a new text from a new number: Hey Y/N everything ok? I haven’t seen you after you went to the restroom last night, I got worried.

It didn’t say who it was, but you could only think it was either Jun or Vernon? They were the two whom you spent a decent amount of time, talking. So you text back: I’m fine, thanks for asking. Nothing major. But who is this?

The reply came pretty fast: Your bestie, Jun. already forgot about me?

Y/N: Awww, Junhui, so happy it’s you.

Jun: Sorry about Hoshi, we talked after you left and it seems it was a big misunderstanding. He felt like shit. Did you leave because of him?

Y/N: Oh…yes and no. There were other reasons, but it’s something personal and complicated.

Jun: Well just know that if you wanna talk about it, I am here. I consider you a friend. You always treated me so good and you’re really an awesome person

Y/N: You trying to make me cry?

Jun: It’s ok to cry, though. Let it out if it happens. Anyway, we are at the company, we need to start dance rehearsal so I’ll let you go. But seriously, I am here if you need anything. I’ll give Mingyu a hug for you

Y/N: You’re the best! Don’t get hurt, ok?

Knowing the next few weeks you will barely get to see your bf, you mentally prepared for it. Also, you and Jun got closer as friends, texting everyday and even facetiming. Turns out he doesn’t have many friends over here, just like you. Plus, you both have your families in other countries, so it helped to understand each other better.

One day you talked to Hana to go for a hike next weekend and the night before you mentioned that to Jun. he got so excited and asked if you needed one more person, because he loves that type of activity.

Y/N: Of course you can come. I would of asked you, but I know you’re busy these days.

Jun: Yeah, I am, but tomorrow I have some time actually. I just have to be at the studio after 6 PM. Mingyu’s not coming?

Y/N: No, he has a shoot in the morning.

Jun: Too bad. Can I bring Hoshi?

Y/N: Fuck nooo!!

Jun: Joke joke.

You think you should let Mingyu know the new dynamics of your little hiking trip, so you send a text late at night that your new bestie, Jun will come with.

Mingyu: Ok, babe. But take care of him, he’s a big baby. And wear masks, make sure you’re all safe.

Next day, the sky is such a pretty light blue, no cloud in sight. The hike is slow but pleasant and you’re happy to see that Hana and Jun are getting along just great. As you are getting closer to the top, you think it would be a good idea to find a nice spot where you can sit and have a picnic.

Hana: Ok, now let’s dig. Enjoy, everyone!

Y/N: It’s been such a long time since I’ve been out like this. I love it.

Jun: Who made these sandwiches?

Y/N: I did. They suck?

Jun: Noooo, they’re so delicious.

Y/N: So, Jun. The reason we did this hike today is because of recent stuff that’s been happening in my life. I needed a break from the usual and a pretty spot where I could have some peace and quiet, to think. I guess I should tell you what happened.

And after you tell him everything, his mouth drops. You told him everything, starting from you moving to Seoul, to the night of Jeonghan’s birthday.

Jun: I had no idea Jungkook could be such a dick. I’m sorry this is happening to you, you don’t deserve this.

Y/N: Well, I got myself into this mess, but yeah, he’s still a dick.

Jun: Still, I don’t think he would reveal those photos he claims he has. It would mess up not only with you and Mingyu, but the whole group and the company. This would not put him in a good position at all, trust me.

Hana: Now, she has to be even more careful about her relationship. Who knows what Jungkook is capable of. And the funny thing is that acting this way, it will only push her away, not get her back to him. Idiot.

Jun: Have you tried to talk to him? Maybe get some closure, remain in good terms, even friends?

Y/N: I have not, because I tend to cut people out, after they hurt me. I mean, he did it knowing what he was doing, I am not here to police his actions and scold him every time, he’s an adult. I shouldn’t educate a grown man. He fucked up, goodbye.

After a few more minutes of sitting in silence, looking at the view, it was time to head back home. There is no way you would give Jungkook a chance, even as friends. A chance to what, fuck up again? After he planed that shit in your trip with Mingyu? No way. Plus, you respect your bf and would not become friends with an ex who hurt both of you. This is the only thing you have on your mind and you’re walking back down to your car.

It's the end of October and Seventeen just released their new album. Incredible success hits them, tours all over the world planed for the next year and a lot more. Ugh, does this mean I’ll have to get a job as Mingyu’s shoes to be able to spend time with him?

They attend award show after award show, winning everything and celebrating with the other fellow idols after each event. There was a Friday night when it happened. The beginning of the end. You were looking at Jaehyun’s private account stories, from the after party. In one of the videos, you could clearly see your bf, having another girl’s arms wrapped around his neck, trying to kiss him.

Your heart dropped to your heels, face feeling like fire. You felt you could puke right then. No, this is not happening. He was not trying to push her away. He was smiling and he had flirty eyes. No, you’re not doing this, Kim Mingyu. Not you!

Why wouldn’t he, though? He’s handsome, tall, smart, rich. He has everything. And you’re nobody. Why would he settle for you, when he could have any woman? And with how much little time he had for you lately, no wonder he’s looking for company from others.

You feel so stupid for actually believing you were ever good enough for him. Tears are filling your eyes, rolling down your hot cheeks, as you call Hana. She calms you down before texting Taehyun to ask what’s going on with Mingyu.

Hana: Girl, he’s saying he has no idea where Mingyu is and that he’s definitely not at the event anymore.

Y/N: He left with that girl.

Hana: Now let’s not get crazy. He might be in his hotel room, sleeping.

Y/N: With her.

Hana: Ughh!! Let’s not overreact, ok? We’ll find out what happened.

You tried calling him, but no answer and no text back, the whole night. Clearly, you couldn’t sleep well, as your mind kept making up scenarios. While trying to fill your mind with other things, you hear your phone ringing in the morning. It was him. You answered and didn’t say anything.

Mingyu: Baby? Can you hear me?

Y/N: Yes. What do you want?

Mingyu: What did I do?

Y/N: I think you know better than me.

Mingyu: Wait…you’re really upset with me. Because I didn’t reply last night? I passed out from sleep, I don’t even know when or how I got to my room. I’m sorry!

Y/N: And what about the girl you were flirting last night at the party? You were all over each other.

Mingyu: What? Who?

Y/N: Exactly. Who.

And you send the video of Taehyun’s story. There he is, with her arms holding his waist, his hands on her shoulders, just talking and laughing.

Mingyu: Omg, baby. I don’t remember any of that, I swear. You know that no matter how drunk I get, I can keep myself in check and I can remember everything the next day. But this time is all a blur.

Y/N: Of course you would say that. God, I’m so stupid. You must think I’m so stupid, right?

Mingyu: Nooo! Stop! This is a conversation we need to have in person.

Y/N: Why, you think you can fool me with those puppy eyes? Won’t work, Kim Mingyu.

Mingyu: Please, this is insanity. I can’t believe this is happening. Please, let me see you and explain. Or at least find a way to explain and remember what happened.

Thinking if you should give him a chance to explain, you finally respond with yes. But you’ll need to go see him at his work tomorrow when he arrives back to Seoul. The whole day he’s trying his best to give you attention with texts and selfies and updates of his whereabouts.

He’s doing this because he feels guilty. Because he is guilty. Fuck! He’s trying to get away with it. He hasn’t changed. Maybe he changed for a while, but he’s back to his fuckboy behavior

Next day it’s time to meet with him. Walking the hallways of the Hybe building, you see some familiar faces, but no one you ever talked with. You sit at the cafeteria and wait for him. When he arrives, he stands in the door and signals you to follow him. Of course, you can’t trust to be seen together at this early hour in the day, there’s a lot of staff now.

He takes you to a room that looks like a mini studio, where there are musical instruments and a couch. You both sit and you can tell he’s really nervous. Afraid he might see your swollen and red eyes, you avoid looking at him directly.

Mingyu: You’re not even going to look at me?

Y/N: Say what you have to say, stop wasting even more of my time.

Mingyu: Ouch, that hurt.

Y/N: Good, then we feel the same now.

Trying to take your hands into his, you pull away. You feel disgusted being touched by the same hands that touched another woman.

Mingyu: I swear nothing happened. I don’t know how, but I don’t remember even talking to her.

Y/N: How are you sure nothing happened if you don’t even remember? Come on, Mingyu, don’t take me as a fool.

Mingyu. I…

And he drops his face to the floor, defeated. He doesn’t know what to even say to you in this situation, he feels defeated. He feels like he’s stuck in quicksand and the more he’s trying to talk, the deeper he slips. You move your eyes on him, filled with tears. You’ll be damned if you let them fall. All of the sudden, someone enters the room.

Jungkook: Hey, guys. Couldn’t notice you came in here and I have something to show you.

He takes his phone out and gives it to you so you can shuffle between photos and videos.

Y/N: What the fuck do you even want now? I don’t wanna look in your fucking phone!

Jungkook: It will help with answers to your questions.

Not thinking about it, you take the phone and look at the photos. Swiping trough them, anger starts rising up. And it’s rising and rising. About to explode when you get to a video. In the video, you can clearly see and hear Mingyu and a girl kissing and talking about fucking.

Not wanting to spend another second in that snake nest, you get up and put the phone is Mingyu’s hands.

Y/N: Get fucked! Both of you!

You rush out the door. Walking towards the elevator, you see Hoshi walking in your direction and hear Mingyu calling after you. An idea appears in your head, and as you and Hoshi walk closer and closer, once you reach him, you push him into the wall and kiss him hard, so Mingyu can see.

It worked, because you hear him yell: What the fuck!!

After you finished your mission, you pull away from Hoshi, give him a sexy wink, then you continue walking away. Mingyu comes after you and gets in the elevator.

Mingyu: That was really unnecessary.

Y/N: And you, cheating on me, was?

Mingyu: Something must of happened with me, I don’t remember anything of that. You have to believe me.

Y/N: Yeah, something did happen with you. You tripped and fell into her vagina. Right?

Mingyu: Why did Jungkook have the video, in the first place? I think he’s involved in this.

Y/N: Yeah, involved in like you had a 3some. It’s the only way I see it, because you are no better than him.

You’re so worked up and mad right now, that you turn to him and put your finger in his face, pointing at him and getting closer and closer with each step you take.

Y/N: Listen, you cheating potato! I don’t care anymore. There is nothing you could say or do that would help right now or ever. I don’t want to see you anymore, so don’t you dare call me or text me. It’s over. We’re done. Go and have fun with your bestie Jungkook. Go and continue fucking all the girls in Seoul, go ahead!

The elevator stops at the ground floor, you get out and he stays there, with tears in his eyes. He knows he lost you, knows he was stupid, knows there is no way you will ever listen to what he has to say. As he’s watching you walk away from him, he feels like everything happens in slow motion. Tears start to run down his face now, as the elevator door are closing.

What about you? Well. You’re not surprised that your eyes are now dry. No tears wanting to come out, no sorrow, just anger and disappointment. Seeing the proof with your own eyes, it kind of made you stronger. It gave you closure. Yeah, it was weird Jungkook had the photos, but as far as you’re concerned, they both might be in this together. All this might have been their game, playing with you.

No, I need to stop thinking about them. I’ll be ok, things will be ok.

You know you might cry for a while, be sad. It’s normal after a breakup. Just need to be around friends, keep the mind busy, focus on work and do everything in your power to not engage with those jerks. Maybe even make new friends, wouldn’t hurt. Maybe take a vacation and visit your home town and spend time with your friends and sister. Get away from all this.

Of course you have blocked every number and account where Mingyu could get a hold of you. Still, he has been trying to talk and meet, but you kept your ground. Yeah, you still love him, but it will transform into something else once your brain completely understands that.

Two days after the breakup, Jun calls to check up on you.

Jun: Y/N, what happened? Hoshi told me some crazy story.

Y/N: Umm, me and Mingyu broke up.

Jun: Noooo! Why?

Y/N: Basically, he cheated and I saw the proof, photos, videos and all.

Jun: Jeez!!! I don’t know what to say.

Y/N: You don’t have to say anything, don’t want you to pick sides either. You’re practically family.

Jun: I don’t want to pick sides ether, you’re right, but still, what he did is fucked up. He hasn’t changed, though we all hoped, for his sake. I’m sorry, Y/N. How are you feeling?

Y/N: Not ok, but I’ll survive.

Jun: Damn, I wish I could help, but it’s none of my business.

Y/N: Thanks Jun, I appreciate. I plan to take some vacation, go to my hometown and spend some time there.

Jun: How long will you be there?

Y/N: 2 weeks, more or less. Depends how long will my manager allow.

Jun: Will it make you feel better if I tell you how Mingyu got into trouble today?

Y/N: Actually, yes.

Jun: So it seems that last night he got really drunk and barely slept, and today he came early at work, still drunk. He did so poorly with the dance practice that everyone scolded him. Hoshi went crazy at him, even told him something like “you think you’ll get her back if you’re going to act pathetic?”. And that made me realize something happened with you and him. But I have to say, he looks pretty down, not like himself.

Y/N: That’s not my problem anymore. He made his bed.

Jun: Ok, bestie. I have to get back to rehearsal now. Hope to hear from you soon and try to have fun while you’re on vacation, ok? Send pictures!

While on vacation, you kept in touch with Jun, exchanging fun photos and texting. He didn’t bring up Mingyu anymore, he knew you’d hate it. He also knew you were a mess and hurting a lot inside, even though you were trying to hide it. He made sure to send lots of cute cats videos to make you smile.

Felt good to be back home. You stayed the whole 2 weeks at your sister’s house. You’re her only friend and it breaks your heart that you have to leave her alone again. Well, she has her husband, but he doesn’t really have conversations with her. You’ll make sure that when you go back to Seoul, you will call her more often.

You missed your favorite foods, your favorite places. The city feels different, yet, the smells here are the same. I should cook some of my traditional food for Hana and Jun. Taking walks alone in this city always felt awkward, but now it feels refreshing. It’s like you’re a tourist who’s discovering a new place, trying to let go of a love that broke you in pieces.

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