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key201303 · 4 years

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Word count: 3.3k words

Warnings: mentions of blood, fights, bullying, insults.

A/N: Heyy! Yesterday I was cleaning my room and found my diary from when I was in school and reading it I came up with this story. I wanted to write something angst with a good ending and since schools are starting I wanted to make a highschool!AU and also wanted to give you all an advice I would have loved to receive when I was in school. If you’re suffering something similar to what the main character of this story or you know someone that is going through something similar please tell an adult. Even you think there’s no escape they will know how to manage the situation and maybe you can avoid terrible situations. Please stay safe and always make love and not war <3 Now let’s get in the story!! Hope y’all enjoy it <3

Tons of memories coming to your mind as you stared at the album filled up with all photos you had with Ravn. You couldn’t help stopping at a specific series of photos, the ones you took when you two started dating and some tears started to appear in your eyes as you remembered what happened back then.

Everything started when you were a high school student. You have never been a girl of many friends and you always enjoyed being on your own. Despite enjoying your loneliness, you also enjoyed being with your friends and as you walked home with who you considered your best friend you felt happy for having someone by your side.

In class it wasn't that you didn't have friends. You were just too shy to talk to people and that made you have a few friends only. Even though you were shy and hardly ever talked to people, you always got along pretty well with everyone in your class. You never had any problem with any of them and you never found yourself involved in any of the fights your classmates had. Still, there was a girl that was a year older than you. She was a terrible student and a pretty problematic girl. Fortunately you always got along with her. Always until that day.

Your school prepared a pretty cool school trip to which you were willing to go. Unfortunately the day you woke up to go there you had a terrible fever and you could hardly get out of bed. While you were trying to eat some breakfast you received a message from your best friend and crush Ravn. You've known Ravn since you were in primary school and have always been together. He was pretty popular for his looks but even though he was popular, he was also a quiet boy who enjoyed his loneliness. That was the reason why you fit each other so well. Your favorite time of the day was when it was break time and you both went to sit down a tree in your school garden for reading a book. And just like an American romance movie you ended up falling in love with him and having the biggest crush on him. Little did you know he had the same feelings for you and even if you didn't notice he always kept an eye on you to protect you. In the message he was asking you if you were okay. You were supposed to sit with him on the bus and when he entered the bus and saw you were nowhere to be found he couldn't help worrying about you. "Yeah don't worry I'm okay, I just caught a cold but I'll be okay soon." You said as you recorded an audio for him. You always had this little habit with him of sending audios to each other when you were sick so the other could check you were okay. "Then rest well and recover soon, I'll miss you during the trip. I'll go to visit you and check on you later when the trip is over. Love ya!" He said on the audio. He was always so caring and although his feelings for you were so clear to everyone, for you it wasn't that clear. You always related his little affection gestures to your close friendship and never imagined he was in real love with you.

The day went by and as he promised you, as soon as he arrived back in your town he went straight to your house. You were in your room waiting for the thermometer to beep to check your temperature when you heard a soft knock on your room door. When you told them to open you saw a smiley Ravn entering your room and greeting you with a soft voice. "Hey, how are you feeling." He said sitting on the edge of your bed. "I'm feeling a bit better than in the morning. I'm waiting for the thermometer to check my fever." You said smiling at him. He then placed his hand on your forehead and on his to check your temperature. “(Y/N) your burning!" He said worried. "Oh come on don't be so dramatic I'm sure I'm not that bad." You said checking the thermometer once it beeped. You had 39.7°C. ``See? I told you. I only have to look at you to know you have high fever. Your cheeks are red as a tomato." He said as he grabbed the towel placed next to your bed with cold water and placed it on your forehead. "I'll leave now then. You need to rest and you won't be able to do so if I stay here. I'll text you tomorrow to check on you okay?" He said as he walked to your door. He waved at you and left.

A week passed and you were finally recovered 100% and were able to go to class. Little did you know the hell that awaited for you there. Like everyday you waited for your friend in the corner of your building. She lived 2 buildings away from you so you always waited for each other in that corner to walk together to high school. That day she arrived a bit later than usual and the entire way to high school consisted of you asking her tons of questions about the past week and she answering you with monosyllabic words. You immediately noticed there was something weird going on but you didn't pay much attention to it. It was when you arrived at your high school and you felt everyone's eyes on you and everyone was whispering things about you as you walked on the halls that you knew there was something wrong. You always felt so uncomfortable being the center of attention so you walked as fast as you could hoping to find Ravn. For some reason when you were with him nobody approached you. It was like he scared them. When you arrived at your classroom you saw everyone talking with the older girl, Minah, and when you walked in everyone stopped talking and went to their seats like instead of you entering the classroom was the teacher. Once again you could feel everyone's eyes on you and when you made eye contact with Minah she looked at you with a challenging look. At that moment you knew the responsible for all those looks and probably the responsible for your friend's actions while you were on your way to high school was Minah. You started to analyze all your moves with her trying to find out if you did something bad to her so she acted the way she was but you couldn't find anything. As soon as you finished your classes you went to see Ravn who was already sitting on your usual tree waiting for you. "Hey!! You look-" He said as soon as he saw you but you cut him off. "Do you know what's wrong with Minah and why everyone is looking at me and whispering about me?" You asked him desperately. "I saw her talking non stop with everyone on the school trip but I don't know what they talked about." Ravn said, looking at you worried. "Is there anything I should know (Y/N)?" He added looking straight into your eyes. "No… Never mind, I should go now. My friend might be waiting for me to go home… See you tomorrow." You told him walking away. You didn't want to worry him or get him involved in your problems so you decided to remain silent.

Days went by and now you had to go alone to high school because your friend told you that she didn't want to go with you anymore, that your friendship was over. You really had no idea what did you do wrong for them to act the way they were acting. Little did you know you did nothing wrong and it was just Minah's jealousy for you being close with Ravn. In the classroom the atmosphere was tense. Everyone had their eyes on you. Never stop throwing little papers at you with all kinds of insults written in them. All your classmates that always got along with you now treated you terribly bad. You had to end up asking Ravn to wait for you in your classroom exit so nobody could do something to you on your way out of the building. The place you considered heaven for being able to be with the boy you liked suddenly turned into a hell and your worst nightmare.

As days went by and the situation got more and more tense. You started to skip classes trying to avoid everyone. You tried to hide all these things to Ravn because you knew if people found out you told him about the situation you were going through they would definitely beat you up in no time. Now, looking back on the time you wished you decided to tell him what was going on. Maybe you wouldn’t have avoided the thrashing you received back then but at least someone near you would have been informed and maybe it would have been less serious than it was.

Back to the story, that day you couldn’t avoid it anymore. You had to go to class and you had to face the situation. It was inevitable. When your classes were over you packed your things and got ready to go out. When you got out of your classroom Ravn was nowhere to be found and suddenly you felt someone resting their shoulder on you and leading the way out of the building. When you turned your face you found out the one placing her shoulder on you was Minah. “Ravn was busy and asked me to be the one picking you up. We have to talk about something.” She said smiling at you. Her smile sent you chills down your spine and you knew she wasn’t being polite by saying so but she was threatening you. You stopped walking with your brain blocked and telling you to get rid of her embrace as soon as you could. You don’t know how you gathered the courage to take her hand and remove it from your shoulder and right after doing that you started to walk to the exit of the building as fast as you could. You didn’t see Ravn and you didn’t want him to see you. You perfectly knew that if you found him you would break down and he would notice there was something going on. What you didn’t notice back then is that by doing that what was about to come was even worse than what it was supposed to happened. On that day Minah had enough time to gather as many people as she could to witness how she beat you up at the end of the school day the next day.

Suspecting what was about to come the next day you decided to tell your mom. “Mom… I can’t go to school tomorrow.” You said almost whispering and with your look fixed on your lunch that was intact because you weren’t hungry. “Why not?” Your mom asked unbothered. “I cannot tell you the reason but if I go something really bad will happen to me.” You said, tears forming in your eyes once again. “Don’t be ridiculous. You have Ravn with you, stop saying stupid things and eat.” Your mom said not believing you. At the end of the day you decided to accept your destiny. If it didn’t happen that day it would have happened another day. You better go through it as soon as possible and that’s it.

The day arrived. Your legs shaking and hands sweating because you knew something really bad was about to happen once the classes were over and you got out of that building. You avoided Ravn during the entire day which made him suspect there was something going on and that was a signal for him to keep an eye on you. Thank God he noticed that and kept an eye on you. The bell indicating the classes were over ranged and you saw Minah waiting for you in your classroom door. Ravn was waiting for you in the tree where you always met and little did he know what was about to happen. When you got out of the classroom everyone surrounded you so you couldn’t run away once again and she placed her shoulder on you again just like she did the day before. “Today you are coming with me and you have no escape.” She whispered so you were the only one hearing what she said and she walked you to the highschool exit followed by all the students. When you arrived at the square in front of your highschool building everyone formed a circle around you so you couldn’t escape. You and Minah in the center and Minah looking at you and walking around in a challenging figure. You saw how she tightened her fist and the next thing you can remember is having the skin under your eye bleeding because of the punch she gave you. You touched your face and saw your fingers full of red blood coming out from the cut she created under your eye. In that moment you started to feel dizzy because of the blood and you were weak and unable to defend yourself. Then everyone started to push you and kick you on your legs making you fall down. You covered your head to protect yourself as everyone got closer and started to beat you up. You couldn’t ask for help, all you could do was pray for someone to see what was going on and save you. Everyone started to shout, provoking Minah so she kept hitting you. Thank God those shouts claiming more fight caught Ravn’s attention who as soon as he realized it could be you, ran to where everyone was gathered. You lifted your head in a moment for trying to get up and saw him trying to reach the center. In that moment you saw a beam of light and hope. “Stop!” You heard him shout, making everyone shocked. Minah was paralyzed when she saw in front of her Ravn's figure. “Don’t you dare to ever touch her again or we will have serious problems.” He threatened grabbing her arm right before she hit you once again. You were struggling on the floor crying in pain. Your entire body was covered with all kinds of bruises and your eye finally inflamed and turned into a purple tone. Ravn kneeled next to you and grabbed you, helping you to get up. “Let’s go home.” He said as he helped you to walk out of that mess. “My mom can’t see me like this…” You said worried. “I didn’t mean your home, I meant mine. I’ll cure those bruises.” Ravn said holding you so you wouldn’t fall. “You don’t have to do that.” You said blushing a bit. “I don’t have to but I want to. I always promised you to take care of you and I wasn’t there for protecting you when you needed me the most so the least I can do is cure your bruises. Now stop talking, you’re too weak now.” He said as he walked you to his house.

You finally arrived at his house and as soon as you arrived he took you to his bedroom so you could sit on his bed and lay if you needed to. He went to take the first aids kit he had in his bathroom and went back to his room where you were sitting on the edge of his bed. “Why didn’t you tell me anything?” He asked you worried and sad as he took out the medicines he needed and a gauze. “I didn’t want to worry you…” You said embarrassed and looked at his delicate movements. “You think I’m not worried seeing you like this?” He said, disappointed. “Can we not talk about this now?” You said with tears forming in your eyes. He sighed and lifted his hand with the gauze soaked in medicine. “It might burn a little bit, try not to flinch much so I can cure it.” Ravn said before placing the gauze on the cut you had under your eye. You couldn’t help flinching and he immediately got closer to you and blew on the cut so it stopped burning. Your faces were centimeters away and you both were staring at each other. Your heart beating fast at the closeness you had. You have never been that close to him so you couldn’t help blushing. Then he didn’t think about it twice and cupped your cheeks and kissed you. You were shocked at his sudden actions. You could never imagine Ravn liked you as well and when he kissed you you were too surprised that you didn't kiss him back. You were paralyzed at the sudden contact. He broke the kiss blushing. “I-I’m sorry… I don’t know what was going through my mind to do that. Sorry…” He said, pulling away from you and packing the first aid kit. Still paralyzed by his actions you didn’t really know what to do. It was the first time someone kissed you so you had no experience in this kind of situation. Seeing how disappointed he looked after kissing you thinking you didn’t like him back you decided to be the one cupping his cheeks this time and kissing him properly. It was a soft yet passionate kiss. You’ve been in love with him for the past years and you were willing to feel his lips against yours. Little did you know it was the same for him. He dreamt about that moment for almost a year now. What made him sad was the fact of giving you your first kiss and confessing to you after what happened that day but still you accepted him and that was how you and Ravn started dating 4 years ago.

Present day

“Hey babe! What are you doing?” You heard Ravn from behind as he sat next to you kissing your cheek. “Have you been crying?” He asked worried when he saw your red eyes. “I was looking at our album and I saw the photos we took when we started dating… It feels like it was yesterday when you saved me from that situation and asked me out after curing me and look at us now, moving in together after 4 years…” You said holding his hand and caressing it. He placed his other hand on your cheek caressing the scar that cut left you. “And I’m so happy I did that and we can live together now.” He said and kissed you softly like you were made of crystal. “You became my hero.” You said smiling between the kisses. He stopped for a moment and made a thinking face. “I like it more when you call me ‘strange hero’, it fits me better.” He said laughing and attacking your lips once again. He cut the kiss and got up from the edge of the bed. “Come on, our new shelves just arrived.” He said grabbing your hands and pulling you to him. “I love you my tiny flower.” He said rubbing his nose with yours before you went out of your shared bedroom. “I love you too My Strange Hero.”

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mirror-juliet · 4 years

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Shedding Season-Kim Youngjo X reader

Warnings: Hybrid! Youngjo. Mentions of waxing (If you have a problem with that) Dating hybrid. Large cat hybrid. Drama queen Youngjo. Hybrid!oneus. This was supposed to be a smut but now it's not and that is my ted talk.

Shedding season, the worst time of year between spring and summer. Normally people love springtime,its a chance for new beginnings, tidying up your life. Endless possibilities. But not for the life of a hybrid master-especially a large cat hybrid-Male hybrid. All spring is to me is coming home from work to find Ravn in one of his many moods thanks to the hormones rushing his veins. I never know if i am going to get a sad, angry, happy, or horny hybrid. Yea, horny. And to make matters worse he's my boyfriend, so it's only the polite thing to do to not smack him upside the head with a frying pan. Though a spray bottle will get the trick done just fine.

And the hair-God the hair is such a nightmare. It's everywhere and there's so much of it. No matter how much i sweep this forsaken house or vacuum or lint roll, THERE'S ALWAYS HAIR. So today i decided to stop by the convenience store and grab some more wax beads for my hot pot. It's time for the big guns. We've tried shaving his hair only for it to clog expensive and disposable razors. Pre waxed strips are far too cheap and would probably make his kitty skin break out. At least with these beads i can do a test sample without wasting a whole strip. He better hope this wax isn't harmful to him or else he's going to the groomer's.

He hates the groomers, in his words. "They don't care about what shape my nails are in. What dreadful person would have square nails!?" I swear if we had a fainting couch he would be on it all the time. I looked up reviews about the wax and it all of them say it's the best for cat hybrids. For how much i spent on it it better be liquid gold.

"Ravn i'm home." He has a birth-name, Youngjo, a fine name if you ask me. But to him it hold too many burdens, so the legal name for my ownership of him is Ravn. "Ravn~ C'mere." Strange, usually he's all over me before i can get my shoes off, so it's unusual to say the least. "What are you doing?"

The large man sits on the bathroom counter, his legs criss cross in the sink. A pondering look on his face. "It's such a shame." I place a comforting hand on his back as he touches his reflection in the mirror. "I look so pretty today and no one even got to see me."

"Oh Jesus Christ Ravn." The drama queen himself chases after me once i walk away, rolling my eyes i'm sure they've logged in the back of my head at this point. "I'm serious Y/n. It's absolutely dreadful what you're doing to me." He falls onto the couch dramatically, a hand draped over his forehead. This is the soul reason i've invested in a lounge chair of my own. Because he takes up the whole couch with his lanky body like he's in a tella-novella. "How could you keep me locked up in this apartment for another day!"

"Until your medicine comes in the mail i can't let you around others. You know this." His pouty expression tells me he doesn't give a damn. "But i want to see Keonhee and Leedo. Even Hwanwoong, even if he does steal your attention away from me." His last sentence is bitterly thrown at me with no real hate behind it. "How could anyone resist his cuddles though~ He's a soft pursan and you're just a big ol gruff black panther."

"Oh now you're just being mean Y/n!" He pulls me off of the chair and into his chest on the couch. "This is only proving my point hun. A big. Old. Gruff. Panther." Between words i poke the bridge of his nose. He retaliates and pins me on the couch by my shoulders, his pupils growing into slivers. "This is why you and Leedo don't get to hang out without your medicine. Way too much stupid boy hormones making you dumb." Ravn growls once more before falling and rubbing his forehead into my chest. "But you're mine~" The kitty whines, hugging onto me even tighter.

"I know baby. I'm yours." We shift on the couch, wiggling my arms out to rub on his back; enticing cute purrs from him. His overgrown nails kneading into the cushions, thank god for thick couch covers. I try to get up after a few minutes, Ravn somehow dropping even more body weight on me. "I have things to do Ravn!"

"Just stay with me for a bit. Please?" How the actual hell am i supposed to say no to him. His voice is so small and vulnerable, like he's going to break if i get up. I know it's probably just him being over-dramatic, but that's just how he feels. Soon the rumble of his chest lulls me into a sleepy state.

A rustling of a bag rudely awakens me from my sleep. The heavy force on my chest no longer present. "Ravn? what are you doing?" On the floor, crouched much like a cat, Ravn messes with the bag from the store with an angry look on his face. "You were gonna wax me weren't you?" He holds up the bag of wax beads accusingly, a hand now on his hip. "Mmhmm."

"No."

"No?" I giggle at the look of him, thinking of all the times he's said he's not a drama queen. "I'm being serious Y/n. I don' need to get rid of it." How did i know this argument was going to happen. "You need to. Your hair is all over this apartment and you wont let me take you to the groomers." He crosses his arms. "That's because they get my nails wrong. No matter how many times i say how to shape them!"

"Ravn, that's just the standard shape they're required to do. Not most owners like to have sharp claws on their cats." "But you're not like other owners. We tell them this every time y/n." If it wasn't for his large exterior i would probably mistake him for a toddler with the way he's throwing a tantrum. "Ravn. That is just how they have to do it to avoid lawsuits. Now it is either the groomer's or you let me wax you." Now i'm standing up with both hands on my hips. Most owners would be afraid to boss their large hybrid like this without a trainer. But i know he would never hurt me, no matter how mad he gets. We glare at each-other, both filling the room with endless drama. "Fine." He gives in and stomps over to the island where he's made steak for himself. Petty cat, not making me anything.

"Why is it warm?!" Ravn shouts, being startled by the new sensation on his arm. "Because i heated it up in a hot pot." I guess i'm just gonna have to take this l and accept he's never going to get used to the idea of waxing. After an hour of explaining exactly how it works. Ye, an hour. I'm pissed about it too. I thought starting off on his arm would be less painful than his leg hair. Or his armpits. "Ouch." He monotonously grumbles after i rip the first strip off. "Oh i bet that just hurt so bad." He lets me do his arms without much problems, only adding a snarky remark a few times.

"OW." The first strip of his leg is ripped halfway, it had slipped out of my hands before i could get it all the way off. So that means i wasn't able to press down on it after it ripped. "No, we're not doing this anymore. You've had your fun. but no. Nu uh. I'm done." He tries to get up but i jump on him too quickly. "I'm sorry Ravn! Please let me do the rest!"

"Unhand me woman!"

Sorry this is late, i wasn’t in the best mood yesterday so i didn’t get this edited fully. Thank you fro understanding. It would also be appreciated if you would maybe reblog to help my page out.

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thru-the-grapevine · 2 years

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[2:33 AM] You wake up when someone slips your mug out of your hands. You stir for a moment, eyelids fluttering.

“I think it’s time for bed,” your favorite voice in the world murmurs.

A smile slowly forms on your lips. “‘M awake,” you say, voice slurry with sleep, stretching your limbs.

“Not awake enough not to spill all your tea.”

You frown, blinking your eyes open slowly. Youngjo is kneeling next to where you’ve curled up on the couch, gently pressing a swath of paper towels into the rug right in front of you.

“Shit,” you say, sitting further upright.

“It’s okay, I’ve already gotten most of it,” he says, smiling up at you for a moment before returning to the rug. “May need to wash the rug tomorrow.”

You slump back again. “Good thing I got the washable one.”

Youngjo nods, and you lift a hand to his head, fingers combing gently through his hair, fingertips scratching softly at his scalp. You smile when he relaxes against the contact.

“Was waiting up for you,” you say, swallowing to try and make your voice sound less drunk.

“I told you you don’t have to do that,” he says, frowning.

You shake your head. “Wanted to. Lonely back there without you.”

Youngjo’s lips twitch, a fond smile crinkling in the corners of his eyes. You watch him fight this smile as you continue to stroke his hair, as he continues to press methodically at the tea in the rug.

“Time is it?” You ask finally.

“Half past two,” he says, gathering the damp paper towels up and rising to his feet.

You suddenly remember. “Hey, I made you a—”

Youngjo lifts a mug you’d left on the coffee table and nods, smiling. “Thanks, drank it. It was still warm when I got here.”

“It’s that heating coaster,” you say, standing and getting your bearings. “Sorry about the tea, I could’ve gotten it.”

“It’s okay, just watch your step so your socks don’t get damp,” he says from the kitchen.

You take care to step around the damp spot and shuffle towards the back hallway, legs not used to being awake and useful.

Youngjo catches up with you and guides you gently by the shoulders, keeping you from stumbling against the wall.

“‘S late,” you mumble as you make it to the room. “Everything go okay?”

“Yeah, not bad,” Youngjo says, squeezing your shoulders and breaking away to dig through the dresser for comfy clothes.

You trudge to the bed and sit down hard, rubbing sleep out of your right eye.

“You can lie down, it’s okay,” Youngjo laughs when you stay sitting up, watching him change.

You shake your head. “Waiting for you.”

“I’m right here,” he says, grinning, and you can tell he knows he won’t change your mind. You shake your head resolutely, and he finishes changing and tossing his clothes in the hamper.

“Hi,” you murmur, smiling big when Youngjo comes over and scoops you into a hug.

He just laughs, muffled against your shoulder, and shuffles you both around to lie down.

“Will you finally go to sleep now, love?” He asks, his fingertips drawing soothing, sleepy circles against your back.

Your eyes are already drooping shut, and you smile sleepily. “Mhm. Comfy. Have you.”

You feel the brief warm, soft pressure of his lips on your forehead. “Good.”

“Love you,” you mumble, needing to say it before you completely drift off.

You feel his lips curl softly against your forehead, feel him relax his arm securely over you.

“Love you, too,” you hear him whisper before sleep claims you once again.

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tinyverse-writes · 2 years

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you're in every lyric that i write (ravn/ kim youngjo)

pairing: songwriter!ravn x songwriter!reader

genre: angst (slight fluff i guess)

synopsis: memories bring back when you and your highschool crush met again after a very long time but your reunion doesn't make you feel those same thing that you felt before, especially now that he's in every lyric that you wrote. unbeknownst to you, you're in every lyric that he writes as well but it's now too late for it.

word count: 3.9k words

grammatical errors and mistakes ahead

"yes.. i'll see you there.. thank you for giving me this opportunity to work on your song.. yes.. bye." your call with the artist that you agreed to have a collaboration with ended, telling you to meet at a certain date and place for a meeting along with another songwriter that he invited as well. you then went to list this down into your schedule before you continue to prepare for your lunch.

this is already a part of your career as a songwriter, an artist (or their management) contacts you, asking for you to write songs and once agreed by both parties, a collaboration exists. you already wrote a lot of songs for different artists and aside from writing for them, you write for yourself as well— performing them under the name of c.lover which is the screen name that you use as a songwriter then uploading them to various music platforms. you started writing songs ever since you were in highschool. most of their lyrics are about your feelings that you have for your crush at that time and there are some of them that is about how hard and boring school life is but still you have to get through it. at an early age of being invested in songwriting, you started to showcase your ability until you gained the career that you want at an early age as well. you've never expected to collaborate with big artists and heck even a collaboration with an artist is something that you don't even expect of. speaking of collaboration, the artist that you're going to meet next week is a big artist as well and even though you already collaborated with a lot of big artists, you're still anxious plus the fact that you're working with another songwriter.

the day of the meeting came. you arrived a bit early at the venue of the meeting which is at one of the meeting rooms of the entertainment company the artist is in. the artist and his manager welcomed you and gestured you to settle down when you arrived, telling you that the meeting will start a little later since the other songwriter that you're going to be working with texted that he'll be a little late because his car stopped on his way here and is now at an auto repair shop. while waiting for the other person in this project, you and the artist shared some stories with each other- talking about how both your career started, how and when you two discovered the talent that you have and such.

"so what was the first song you wrote about?" the artist came to ask. you don't usually tend to overshare your stories to anyone but since this is a part of your job and serves as a means of conversation with your client, you shared the story behind the first song you wrote- telling the artist that it's basically about your highschool crush. in the midst of your storytelling about it, the door of the meeting room cracked open which is then followed by a figure stepping inside- a figure that is rather familiar to you.

"hello i'm sorry i just arrived. i just took a bus on my way here since my car's under repair." speaking of the devil, it's your highschool crush, the one who just stepped inside.

"it's totally fine ravn good thing you told me beforehand. ah- by the way this is c.lover and the two of you are going to work with me on this project." the artist said, introducing you to him as if you and this guy who just got in haven't met yet. you immediately get it that he's the other songwriter that you're working with. ravn is not a terrible choice of a name, you thought. you were about to reach out a hand for a handshake not until he says your real name, a hint of surprise stitched at his voice.

"you guys already know each other?" the artist asked, looking at each of you and was surprised as well.

"y-yeah we do. actually-" and before youngjo- or ravn- speak any further, you butted in.

"we were best buds in highschool- well technically every history class since we're seatmates who don't even bother listening to the class- but yeah we're friends. right youngjo?" that was actually true by the way except for the part that you guys are still friends since you completely forgot the relationship that you both used to have.

"yeah you're right y/n. we were. great seeing you after such a long time." he said, flashing a smile. that damned smile.

"same goes for me."

"oh wow so this must be your little reunion then?" you almost forgot about the artist's existence for a brief moment. "what a small world! never would've thought that ravn here is a friend of yours!" no mister, he's NOT just a friend. he's the highschool crush that you two have been talking about minutes ago.

then the meeting started and it actually went smoothly. you talked about what the artist wanted the song would be, what's its lyrics, the message it conveys and such, things regarding the timeframe when the project will start and will end and how long would it last, and etc. once the meeting ended, the artist and his manager left instantly, saying that he has some urgent matters which makes you and youngjo left in the meeting room.

as soon as the presence of you two are left in the room, a hint of awkwardness seeps in the atmosphere of the room. you, who wants to escape from it and wanna go home immediately (and probably scream a ton in your home upon seeing that goddamned face of the guy you once liked), bid your goodbye to him.

"it's-uh.. it's great seeing you again youngjo- after erm a long time." you cleared your throat mid-sentence

"it's great seeing you too y/n." he said with a smile curving on his lips. CAN HE PLEASE STOP FLASHING THAT GODDAMN SMILE OF HIS??!

"yeah.. i gotta go home now youngjo. s-see you around? i guess?"

"uhm-actually my car is still in the repair shop so.." he sucks a breath. "mind if you give me a drive? let's take this as a mini hangout after the reunion that we had today."

"sure no problem like- who am i to say no?" a person who used to have damn feelings for him and is writing songs about him genius.

and with that, both of you left the building then head to where your car is parked before you start to drive off. throughout the ride, and with him by the shotgun, you guys started to talk about how your lives have been. how the two of you started at the career of being a songwriter, how you came up with your screen names, and such.

"ravn huh? not a terrible choice of a name you got there." your eyes are glued on the road as you steer the wheel.

"i actually came up with it because of my favorite character in x-men."

"mystique? no way!" you gasped lightly.

"yeah i just removed the letter e to make it seem cool." he said with a chuckle. "how about you? how did you come up with that name?"

"you know the four leaf clover, right? my name's pronounced just like that. it's not 'see-lover' but it's just simply pronounced as 'clover'. just added a dot between c and l for it to seem cool as well. and also i like clover among all the cards in the deck so-" you laughed lightly which he did as well.

it went silent for a brief moment not until he starts to speak again.

"do you still remember that time when we were love chained during our last years in highschool?” ah yes. when both of you were love chained one time during your last year in highschool. love chain is one of the shenanigans that the school’s student council pulls off annually during valentine’s day. students fill up the form with their names and whom they want to be love chained with, or they simply put a random student’s name just for fun and that’s actually how you and youngjo ended up love chained during that time.

a student knocks on the door of your classroom then calls out both of your names and the next thing you knew is both of your wrists were tied together with a cable tie (instead of chains or handcuffs) by that student which turns out to be one of the officers of the student council. the whole class cheered and teased as you sat next to each other and the rest is history.

you remember it well. in fact, you even made a song that its title is none other than love chained and it is about none other than youngjo and your feelings with him, the typical subject.

“yeah i do remember that.” you smiled faintly. “still got no idea who listed our names there.” both of you laughed it off before the atmosphere in the car turns awkward for the rest of the ride to his house.

everything you told earlier about you and youngjo when he arrived before the meeting starts are all true. you two used to be friends and seatmates in your history class back in highschool. one thing that you didn’t say earlier about him is that he was your highschool crush. you actually confessed to him before and youngjo, a good friend he is, understands your feelings and also your intention to not make things awkward between you two so he maintained your friendship until the rest of your years in highschool.

were you glad upon seeing him again? yes. but you can't help it but to feel awkward especially for the fact that he’s the main subject of some of your songs that you wrote. unbeknownst to you, youngjo felt the same. he wants to tell you something that he probably must’ve said years ago before you took your own paths.

“there- just park it right there..” youngjo points at a vacant area where to park your car to drop him off. he unbuckled the seatbelt after a sigh then bids his goodbye to you.

“it is so great upon seeing you again y/n.. it’s been ages.” he said with a faint smile.

“me too.. see you at work then?”

“yeah see you!” you hummed as he opened the car door, stepping out from it then closed it. he was hesitating over something at first but he then just waved goodbye to you which you reciprocated before you steered the wheel as you drive away from his place.

you arrived home safely, slumping on your bed immediately as you stepped into your room.

you’re definitely going to write about that. definitely going to write a song about that. so you rise up from your bed and head to your desk, dragging your little notebook where you keep your drafts of song lyrics onto your desk and open it to a blank page before you start scribbling your pen against it while writing phrases such as “it’s been a while..”, “how are you..?”, or “you still have that same look when you give me that damned smile”.

your mind’s running wild during that night. in fact, you finished writing that entire song about him again since your brain became productive just because of your little reunion with him.

a week or two later, you two met again but for work purposes. it was the start of the project. you and youngjo shared the lyrics that each of you wrote to the artist to which he really liked and gave you compliments. after that, the two of you merged the lyrics that you wrote with the help of the artist himself. since both of the lyrics that you wrote share the same idea, there are only a few lines diminished and removed from the original lyrics. days later you met with them again but this time, to bring the lyrics into life. deciding on how the song goes, its tune, melody, and beat to which followed by production. the process lasted for months or so including the recording.

the whole process in creating the track finally ended in accordance to the time table. the song fades as it ended, anything but silence then comes out from the speakers of the studio. you and youngjo seated on the couch while the artist was on the swivel chair with his manager next to him. a brief silence echoes the room as you both wait for the artist's reaction about how was the outcome of the song.

"i.. this is amazing- i didn't regret upon picking you two for this song." he said which had you and youngjo cheered silently and at the same time letting a sigh of relief. you both thanked the artist who also thanked you two as well. after calling everything a day, the artist offered to have a dinner along with the two of you which you both didn't reject.

after a plate of your puttanesca and a glass of grape juice, you bid your goodbyes to each other to which youngjo did as well. as per usual thing that you and youngjo do ever since this project started, you both decided to go home together. however, instead of parting ways once you drive him to his home, he decided to invite you over to his apartment which is surprisingly wider than it seems to be.

he gave you a tour around his place until you both reached his studio. blue to pink gradient lights dimmed the room due to the LED lights he installed. your eyes scan through his collection of vinyl displayed in the room, a few are familiar to you especially those chet baker ones. his studio feels cozy like you could just sleep in it.

aside from showing him his collection of vinyls and albums, he also showed to you some song drafts he made in his computer and also some of his already released songs. as you nod your head while listening to the third song that he's playing, your eyes land on a notebook on top of a stack of papers. curious to what that is, you ask him while your hand reaches out to grab it.

"ah that's where i write my lyrics" he answered. he explained that some are from the songs he played earlier as you scan through the pages. while reading through the lyrics he wrote, you can't help but to think that he was pertaining these lyrics to a certain person which isn't you.

"oh- that one, i haven't worked on this yet." he said as soon as he saw that you turn to the page where he wrote the lyrics that he haven't start to work it into a song.

"ooh~ i'll go read this and give you my feedback." he nods as he lets you do so, watching how your brows are furrowed as you read it. you on the other hand have your expressions changed as you read further, having really familiar details seen from his lyrics.

"..days when i was dumb to know what i felt each time we're next to each other.." hmm okay, you two used to sit next to each other during history class. but he might be referring to a different person.

"..straps of both our bags are tied just for fun, didn't realize that my heartstrings does as well.." and you both did tie the straps of your school bags before just for fun.

".. didn't know that i got love chained as well.." love chain.. that goddamn love chain.

"o-oh.. this would be intriguing- like the people would be curious if whom you're referring to in this song."

"how about you? do you have a slight idea if who i am pertaining to?" he chuckled.

"is it about me?" you finished your question with an almost awkward laugh to somewhat turn it as a joke.

"you're so clever c.lover. what if i tell you that you're right?"

"there is no way." you chuckled. "like duh~ you told me before that you can't promise a return." youngjo shook his head lightly while approaching you who were seated on his swivel chair, bracing his hands to its armrest as he lowered himself to your eye level.

"y/n.. it's all about you all this time." you roll your eyes while you divert your gaze from him as you thought that this is some kind of prank he was just pulling off.

you scoffed. "oh come on youngjo- you've got to be kidding me right now." he brings both of his hands to cup your face and make you look at him.

"y/n listen- you're in every lyric that i write. i thought this would be the best way to tell you that i came to a realization that i have these feelings for you as well." you gulp. still don't know how to process this because as far as you could remember, you were the one who had feelings for him in the first place and you do believe that whoever has feelings first, they are the ones who are losing.

you let out a chuckle, voice starting to get shaky as you try to speak. "so you just realized that you liked me too? youngjo, you just can't- not when i was the one who confessed to you first!"

"y/n i'm so sorry! i blame myself for being dumb to not realize that i was falling for you as well. i wish i could've just told you sooner."

"but youngjo, i waited. i waited for almost five years and spent it pining over you, wishing and praying that you'll fall for me as well." you don't know what to feel. you want to be mad at him and at the same time shed into tears and both are because of him confessing this late while you thought about those years wishing for him to reciprocate your feelings.

youngjo stutters before he speaks. "but we could give it a try right? am i still there y/n?"

you shook your head repeatedly. "youngjo, i already did my waiting and i became sick of it. now move. i still have to go home.." you said without batting an eye at him.

he now crouches down, bringing both of his hands to your shoulders and all he said is all sorts of sorry. "y/n i really am sorry. i truly blame myself for finding it out too late."

"you know what? you're right. you were really dumb to realize it.. that you didn't might even thought that what if you told me this late when i already ended everything about what i felt about you. you haven't thought about it right?" he remained silent, finding himself guilty since he never really spared a thought on what if you already stopped your feelings for him and he became complacent that you two would finally have mutual feelings.

his hands drop down to yours, holding them and rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles as he looks up at you while you never spared a glance at him. silence lingers across the room for a moment not until some sniffling could be heard. you were sobbing quietly and youngjo hesitantly reached a hand to wipe off your tears but you swat his hand away before you stood up and grabbed your bag.

"i'm leaving." that was your last words before you left him, his studio and his residence. youngjo remained in his spot and kneels with his head down, breath shaking and after a while a tear drops down to the material of his jeans.

he truly blames himself for everything- for him realizing what he feels but it's already late, for making you cry before you walked out, and most importantly, for making you wait for nothing.

he stood up to his feet and occupied the chair that you sat earlier before staring up at the ceiling while he just let his tears run and dry up on his cheeks, contemplating everything. he wished he could go back to the time where you confessed to him or maybe days or weeks after you did. maybe everything would go well if he just told you much earlier before you fell out from him.

you on the other hand stared at the ceiling of your room as well while you lay flat on your bed, tears are already dried on your cheeks. this scenario isn't new to you because you tend to cry over him through the years that you spent pining over him. speaking of years, you begun to think that maybe you didn't wait much longer, that those five years of waiting for him aren't enough. a part of you thought that you're at fault as well, for giving him hope that you two might end up together because of your confession to him years ago and for not waiting much longer.

after a month or so, the artist that you two collaborated with released a new album in which the song that you and youngjo worked on is included and in those months, you and youngjo never talked a single bit. no calls, no messages or whatever. back to the collaboration and the song, you were proud that your name was on the credits especially when the song went up in various charts. that's another achievement that you have. the artist actually sent a text message to you which says "the song goes off the roof! that was a great job c.lover! you guys rock! can't wait to work with you again next time :D" and you found it cute.

the artist wasn't really kidding when he said he wanted to work with you again. what you didn't even spare a thought with is what he actually meant is to work with you and youngjo again. so you found yourself in that same meeting room with him and the artist after a period of almost half a year. the artist thanked the both of you from the previous project before he went to discuss about his upcoming album. he said that he wants this song to have a certain subject so that it would go well according to the season in which he's going to release the album.

"so.." he clasped his hands together. "for the song, i want it to be a bit angsty so that.. you know- it would fit well in autumn. i was thinking that the song would be about.." he tapped his chin with a finger as he gathered the right words. "about something that you regret." you gently nod, a silent 'ah' left your lips.

this would be easy for both you and youngjo. if the song is going to be about something that a person regrets, it would be about being dumb to realize and not telling you what he felt sooner for youngjo while in your case, it would be about not waiting for him longer enough. and for once again, you two are in every lyric that you both write.

- by tinyverse-writes

06/21/22

#🌱#tinyverse writes #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #oneus #oneus imagines #oneus scenarios #oneus fluff #oneus angst #oneus ravn #ravn oneus #ravn fluff #ravn angst #kpop oneshots #oneus oneshots #ravn oneshots

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 3 years

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Think about it || Ravn

Another repost of work swapping the idol out since i don't write that group anymore, btw im so sorry if you actually really like Justin Bieber I just needed to think of a topic for an argument

Prompt: "Can you please stop talking so I can kiss you?"

Synopsis: Getting in an argument with Ravn may be frustrating but quickly solvable

Pairing: Ravn x reader

Genre: fluff

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡

The argument started out fine, it was just playful. Just a simple argument, turned Ravn fuming. Insult his king like that? Mr Bieber? Really? In context he was playing a Justin song and you said you didn't like it. From pure curiosity Ravn dug further now wishing he didn’t.

“Do you not like Justin Biebers songs? You say this everytime I play him.” He said looking at you cocking a brow.

“I thought it’d be obvious by now- He is just incredibly generic for me, if I wanted love songs about not being the best boyfriend I’d listen to Maroon 5.” You said but little did you know this was going to blow up. You two continued to argue, Ravn was going in depth on how Justin is incredibly talented and you were pushing back at how it was not your cup of tea. You both soon became tired of the argument since it was from a simple statement but neither wanted to back down.

Ravn began to go into his opinion once more when you got an idea that could end the argument in seconds. Cutting him off

"Can you please stop talking so I can kiss you?" You said and the surprise quickly filled his face, being bold you walked up to him planting a kiss to his face that took him a second to return. The kiss became full of passion after an argument.

"Now can we please stop fighting on this?"

"One more kiss and I'll think about it" He said with a smirk.

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weve-deobi · 3 years

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oneus as Christmas cliches

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! and have a wonderful new year everyone!! hopefully i’ll be more active again, but we’ll see with classes starting again:’))

Kim Youngjo (RAVN)

🐱 building a gingerbread house

🐱 he is the tiniest while building your gingerbread

🐱 soft sweaters, quiet music and big smiles with Ravn on the night of building a gingerbread house

🐱 it’s still chaotic and wild as the walls tumble down every five minutes and your decorations end up flying everywhere but it’s still fun

🐱 this will end up in a fight with icing and let’s just say, you need a shower now:’)

Lee Seoho

🐿 cuddling by a fire

🐿 hear me out okay: Seoho, cuddly blankets, a cute movie, snacks and a fire

🐿 sounds glorious to me idk about you though, like warm snuggles and snacks? sign me up

🐿 if you decide not to watch a movie though!! he’ll sing for you 100000% he loves to sing for you:(

🐿 although he gets really sleepy too so be aware he may fall asleep on top of you

🐿 hIS CHEEKS GET SO RED, hes so embarrassed it’s so cute :(((

Kim Gunhak (Leedo)

🐣 Having a snowball fight

🐣 don’t try to beat him it won’t work, unless you’re an amazing strategist or somehow stronger than him 😭

🐣 but it’s just so cute because you’re yelling compliments back and forth at each other and then throwing snowballs to throw the other off:((

🐣 people are looking at you weird for it but who cares?? you’re having fun>:(

🐣 he refuses to come inside even when you’re frozen because he’s just having too much fun, will come in if you beg for cuddles to warm up:’)

Lee Keonhee

🐸 baking Christmas cookies

🐸 please just imagine baking with Keonhee:(

🐸 yall dont feel like cleaning up a huge mess so no food fights, just wholesome baking here

🐸 likes to try new recipes out with you even if it turns out horribly :’))

🐸 honestly it’s just a cute time and i mean you’re probably going to end up with either something really tasty or something that tastes absolutely AWFUL

Yeo Hwanwoong

🐯 building a snowman

🐯 it is a whole mess tbh

🐯 the snow isn’t right for building snowmen, it’s really wet and melty but y’all still have fun throwing globs of wet snow together to create a snow(pile)man

🐯 you best believe hwanwoong has accessories for this snowman

🐯 scarf? check, hat? check, carrot? check, coal for eyes? check, he has everything

Son Dongju (Xion)

🦌 wearing matching Christmas sweaters/accessories

🦌 Xion is a fashion icon, and normally he hates matching clothes with anyone (especially Dongmyeong) but at Christmas it’s different with you

🦌 he loves matching sweaters, necklaces, earrings and rings

🦌 he’ll go looking for cute Christmas sweaters and Christmas earrings to match with you</3

🦌 he refuses to let any of the boys make fun of y’all when you match because this is the only time he will match sweaters with you

#oneus imagines #oneus x reader #ravn #seoho #leedo #keonhee #hwanwoong #xion #oneus fluff

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mimikittysblog · 2 years

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Masterlist

💕 - fluff | 💔 - Angst | ❤️‍🔥 - Smut | 💘 - Suggestive

📋Tomorrow x Together

Lazy Valentines Date with TXT : 💕

OT5 TXT x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: How would TXT spend their valentines with their significant other when one of them or both are feeling a little bit lazy?

Birthday Texts from TXT: 💕

OT5 TXT x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: What TXT would text their significant other on their birthday.

TXT when Someone Badmouths You: 💕💔

OT5 TXT x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: How the boys would react when they hear and see someone badmouthing you, their lovely girlfriend.

📋 Oneus + Ravn

Birthday Texts from Oneus + Ravn : 💕💘

OT5 Oneus + Ravn x Gn! Reader

Synopsis: What Oneus and Ravn would text their significant other on their birthday.

Timestamps:

06:22 - Keonhee : 💕❤️‍🔥

📋 Enhypen

Lovesick: The Game : 💔

a Non-idol! Jay x Yandere! Video game character! Female! Reader smau

Synopsis: Its been about a month since the breakup but Jay has yet to get over his ex. Trying to help his friends suggest he play a new game with them called Lovesick. A multiplayer game where they compete to win the heart of the girl in the game. Y/n. However as the game progresses things start to seem odd, creepy even. Its almost like y/n knows more than she should, and wants more than what she leads on.

Lonely Soul Under the Blossom : 💕💔

Non-idol! Jake x Female! Reader

Synopsis: Jake is an incredibly hard working student who only ever wants to do his best. However when things start getting too much, he can’t find it in himself to confide his concerns with his friends. So with a suggestion to just take time and relax under the famous cherry blossom tree he finds comfort in another lonely soul like him, though somehow he also unpacked something he never would have expected. Something about that very tree he had grown attached to.

Soon to Be: 💔💕❤️‍🔥

Husband! Jay x gn! Reader

Synopsis: You and Jay are in the process of getting a divorce, however on this fateful night you found yourself under him once again. Is your soon to be divorce still gonna happen? Or will this moment change things for the better or the worse?

Enhypen Hyung Line Texts of You Wearing Their Clothes : ❤️‍🔥

Synopsis: How Enhypen’s hyung line would react when you send them a selfie of you wearing their clothes.

Enhypen Texts When You Suddenly Give Them Gifts : 💕

Synopsis: What each member of enhypen would text when their S/O suddenly gets them a gift for no special occasion.

BFF! Enhypen: Your Ex Tries to Get You Back : 💕💔

Synopsis: How each member of Enhypen would react when their best friend (who also happens to be their crush) has their ex trying to get you back.

Heeseung - Jay - Jake - Sunghoon - Sunoo - Jungwon - Niki

The Beater’s a Keeper : 💕❤️‍🔥

Slytherin! Beater! Jay x Hufflepuff! Female! Reader // ft. A bit of Slytherin! Keeper! Heeseung x Hufflepuff! Jake

Synopsis: As much as you wanted your house to win the Quidditch Cup this season, watching your Slytherin boyfriend play for and win said cup is just as rewarding. What can you say? He looks mighty fine in his quidditch uniform. Plus Slytherins throw better celebration parties anyway. Parties where you get to congratulate your boyfriend appropriately… away from the public eye of course.

Timestamps:

15:35 - Jake : 💕

22:50 - Jay : 💕❤️‍🔥

📋 Ateez

Nothing yet

📋The Boyz

Nothing yet

📋Stray Kids

Timestamp:

17:40 - Bang Chan : 💕💘

#Masterlist #mimikittysblog

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ruusalen4 · 3 years

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ways you show your love to them

genre: fluff

desc: different ways you express your love for the members of oneus <3

YOUNGJO

—wrapping your arms around his waist and rocking side to side.

—pecking his lips lightly before you start kissing him.

—telling him you love him all the time.

—“i love you so much, you know that, right?”

—sitting on his lap and running your fingers through his hair while you lay your head on his chest.

—directing all your attention towards him whenever he talks about how he feels.

—kissing all over his face to wake him up in the morning.

—showering together and washing his hair for him.

—holding hands whenever your out in public places.

—walking up to him when he’s cooking and kissing his neck softly.

—leaning your head on his shoulder to remind him that you’re there.

—making a playlist for him filled with songs that describe how you feel about him.

—covering him in your jacket (s) whenever he gets cold.

—brushing his gorgeous hair away from his face.

—“your hair is really really soft.”

—taking a polaroid of him and placing it on the back of your phone case.

—wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him close to you so you could whisper funny things into his ear to make him laugh.

—kissing his cheek whenever you two are cuddling.

—holding onto his arm and staying close to him in public.

GUNHAK

—kissing his muscles because they deserve a lot of love and care.

—wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him towards your face so you can rub noses.

—pinching or squishing his cheeks.

—clinging onto him whenever he leaves for long periods of time.

—“don’t leave me again, i missed you.”

—playing with his hands while you lay in bed and talk about stuff.

—doing anything to make him laugh because his smile is absolutely beautiful.

—holding him and rubbing his back when he’s upset.

—keeping all of your focus on him when he talks about something serious.

—in the morning, you’d sit on his lap and kiss all over his face to wake him up.

KEONHEE

—outlining his facial features with your finger while he’s sleeping.

—kissing his lips that were covered in whipped cream from his hot chocolate.

—making sure that he’s the happiest boy in the world.

—kissing his cheeks repeatedly until he starts blushing (which is..automatic.)

—buying him his favorite disney character plushie just to make him happy.

—praising him and telling him how proud you are.

—“you did so good today, i’m so proud.”

—making him a cute bento box and bringing it to him for lunch.

—buying him a very big and fluffy jacket in winter so he can stay warm.

—wrapping him in your arms and kissing his temple when he gets scared.

HWANWOONG

—giving him soft and gentle head pats.

—recording him and hyping him up every time he dances because, he’s just so amazing at it.

—running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp.

—telling him how beautiful he looks.

—“let me take a picture of you, you look so pretty.”

—pulling him towards you by his hands and then wrapping your arms around his waist.

—feeding him food.

—putting little pigtails into his hair.

—running up to him and wrapping him in a bear hug.

—randomly kissing his lips when he starts talking..just to make him blush.

DONGJU

—talking his selfies for him and hyping him up while he blushes.

—grabbing his cheeks in your hands and kissing his pouty lips.

—buying him a piece of clothing and urging him to try it on and then show you, because he looks so perfect.

—“please don’t take that off, it looks amazing on you.”

—walking up behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist.

—intertwining your fingers and swinging your hands back and forth.

—having those mornings when you’re just lazy in bed, so you pull him closer to you and kiss his neck softly before you fall back to sleep.

—attacking him with hugs and kisses the whole entire day for his birthday.

—feeding him the strawberries off of the chocolate cake.

—pecking his lips and telling him you love him whenever he gets slightly jealous.

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m00nbap · 3 years

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혹시 내 생각나면 이 노래 들려줄래요?

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mirisss · 3 years

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Dear Daylilies

Vampire! Ravn x human! GN! reader

So this was an idea I got as I watched the mv for Oneus’ Luna. And it is pretty sad, also I know it says in my rules that I don’t write about the reader or any of the idols dying but this is an exception. Also there are no details about the death other than me just writing that the reader is gone and fading.

Requests are open!

Angsty, sad and some fluff I guess.

Part 2 In My Arms

The lone cry of the moon

Without you I feel lonely like never before. Now that you are gone there is an empty space beside me and in my heart. One that I wasn’t aware of prior to having you.

Moving backwards in time

All I can see and think of are the time spent with you. The void you left behind, taking all my happiness with you. I see us walking around my palace, the way your face shone with an innocent smile. The way you always crept closer to me when you were afraid, the way you always held my hand so that I wouldn’t walk too quickly. The way you made me smile like no one ever has.

The beautiful moment when my heart trembled

As I walk around the castle seeing my brothers being happy with their beloved my heart trembles knowing that used to be us but now I am without you. Never before have I wished to live up to the stereotype of a blood thirsty, heartless, emotionless vampire but now I do because maybe if I was that then I wouldn’t feel this pain. This emptiness. But even as my heart trembles and yearns for your love, it also warms at the thought of my brothers being happy as well as the thought of how that used to be us.

Missing the two warm hands that held me tight

If only I had met you in a lifetime where I wasn’t an immortal being and you a human. If only I had met you as a human so we could live and die together. Or maybe a lifetime where we both were vampires so we could have lived together forever. I miss how warm your hands were when I held them in my cold hands, the warmth I felt when you would hug me. Never have I felt so alive as I did during those moments.

The emptiness remains where you left

After you left there was an empty space around the table. An empty space in the bay window overlooking the grand garden. That space where you loved to sit and just watch the flowers blossom and shine under the moonlight. That space where you wanted to spend your last moment. The space where you told me that you loved me. The space that I now protect as if it was alive and won’t let anyone else approach because I am afraid that they will ruin it.

You are like a lonely blossoming flower wishing the black clouds to cover the moonlight

As I now sit in your spot at the bay window overlooking my grand garden I remember the first time I brought you out there. It was a month after I first met you, we had been on a walk and you told me that you had a particular love for flowers but there were only a few flowers growing in your village but you wished to see more. So I asked you to come with me to my mansion that night because I had something to show you. As I opened the door to the grand garden and I heard your sharp inhale, I knew that I had made you happy. You raced past me with a giddy smile and looked around at all the flowers. “Ravn, what kind of flowers are these? I’ve never seen any illustrations of them in any of my books” “These are Daylilies. Contrary to their name, they only bloom at night” “So, kind of like you!” “What do you mean now?” “Well, you’re a vampire. A creature of the night, you rise with the moon” The way your eyes sparkled under the moonlight made my dead heart feel like it was beating, you looked ethereal under the moon surrounded by the daylilies. “Maybe so. But their beauty is nothing compared to yours” I remember plucking one of the flowers and giving it to you. Now I wish that the clouds would cover the moon and I wish I could let the flowers die for all they remind me of are you.

Like the flower that blossomed to show it’s love for the moonlight

Every visitor I have ever had who has witnessed the garden has always congratulated me for its beauty and I have always thanked them but I have never thought highly of the garden. After all, when you live an eternal life and can travel anywhere than a flower or two aren’t impressive. But after I brought you there the garden became one of my most prideful possessions and I took extra care of it to keep it pristine. Even as you grew older you would always remain that beautiful young soul who outshone my grand garden. You made me shine. I was like a Daylily rising to show its love to the moonlight.

You are so beautiful under the moon

Humans grow old and people claim they lose their beauty along the way but in my eyes you would always be lovely. No one could ever compare to you. I remember telling you as I held your aging body in my cold arms that you looked like an angel under the moon. You would deny it and say that I was only being nice, that no one could see beauty in an old person like you. But I did. I still can, a century later and I can still see you. You looked heavenly, always.

The story that ended with me letting you go

I knew from the moment we met that I would outlive you but I still wished to have you forever. I never wanted to let you go. But as I held you as you were fading away, I knew that I had to let you leave. That I had to let you go. You handed me the dried Daylily that I gave you the day I first showed you the grand garden, telling me to take care of it. The flower remained sheltered in my office but after a century the flower has given up, but stubbornly I keep it as if it is the very materialized form of you. I know now that I have to let you go. I have to live on.

If I could go back in time just this once I will have the courage to tell you

I wish I could go back in time and find the courage to tell you. Tell you that I loved you. That I still love you.

Wandering around to find you

My eyes are constantly searching for you wherever I look. I search for you in the garden, around the table, around the village, in the halls of the mansion, but especially in the light of the moon. I search for you in the beams as if they will uncover you and let my saddened eyes fall on your captivating form once again.

Blow, wind please tell my lover the words that I failed to deliver

A century has passed by and I now realize that it is time that I move on. That I accept the fact that you are gone. So I ask for the wind to blow and deliver the message of my love to you as I failed to do so on my own. Take the dust of your flower and spread it around the kingdom so that more people can enjoy the beauty of this flower. I know that I can find you in the moonlight because that is where the memories of us remain. So I no longer resent the moon for shining. Now the moonlight comforts me and makes me feel warm just like you used to do. I find peace under the moon as I reminisce on our times together when I sit in your bay window overlooking the grand garden beneath me. My dear beautiful daylily, I hope the moon is treating you kindly.

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