#p1harmony x black reader

[sosaverse]

— changbin salonnn

| p1harmony (separate) x black! fem! reader

p1harmony mtl on who i think would be the most reliable in helping you take down ur braids + other thoughts

✦ - fluff, mentions of sc!ssors and cutt!ng (hair) (wk : 587 )

MOST

keeho

— i have him up here bc i feel like out of the rest he’d be more educated on the subject of braids and etc (yknow with growing up in canada and stuff). he’d be really focused, eyeballing the part he’s supposed to cut hard asf. music is definitely a must, and y’all sit together enjoying the peace while sza, aaliyah, and etc play in the background. i feel like he’d also convince you to wear out that braided bob you get after cutting them shorter 😭. he’d still be there to help you comb out your hair, i feel sorry if you’re tender headed cause let one knot get stuck on that comb and he yanking that bitch out 😞.

jongseob + jiung

— for these two i don’t think they’d have problems. they’d be so cautious though, constantly asking “right here?” when you’ve already told them numerous times that that’s where they needed to cut. listen they just don’t want to accidentally cut your real hair and have you walking around with patches missing 🤕. right after y’all finish, jongseob would be quick to recommend you new braiding styles even willing to pay for them. and jiung would gladly take over for you completely when your hands start to cramp up during the process.

intak

— you didn’t even ask if he could help you, he just parked himself right next to you and asked where to start. but willingness ≠ capability. you had to guide him through the whole process to the point where you should’ve just done it ya self 😭. he’s such a cutie though and he just wants to learn, constantly asking questions in between instructions to make sure he understands all the way. after a minute, he told you he had it and didn’t need anymore help. did he end up cutting it too short? YUP. did he have the heart to tell you? hell nah 😞.. and til that day you still don’t know.

soul

— i actually struggled figuring out where i should put him so i put ‘em here 🤓. i feel like he’d be similar to intak but in a different way. like if you asked he’d be willing to help, but you’d have to guide him through everything. something i think would be different is that he’d play entirely too much. like he’d cut the right spot, then gasp all hard like he cut the wrong one and give you a mini heart attack for no reason. now that i’m thinking more on it you might just have to pre-cut them then let him unbraid them from there, bc me personally i would not trust this nigga with scissors next to my head. but back to playing too much, and this is something i did all the time as a kid, i feel like he would definitely play with the scraps that came from the braids yall just took out instead of throwing them away. you’re just minding your black business, trying to comb out your hair and here go this fool bunching them up and dropping them on your head. 😭

theo

— this nigga here boyyy 😭, i had to take it to the gc for him. and we feel like he’d actually be little to no help. he’d take out like two braids before he’d start whining about being tired and his hands hurting. y’all would have to constantly take breaks, dragging the process out by hours. eventually, he’d pull through though and start helping fr. then when y’all done, he’ll lie and brag about how he did the most work. it’s all love though, just get your get back when he wants you to help him wash his hair.

LEAST

✦ - i think i’ve decided since there is such a lack of representation for us when it comes to kpop fics, mostly what i am going to write is going to be directed to black readers. currently i’m working on four (two more p1harmony ones, twitch streamers/vtubers soul and reader, and han jisung with a male black reader 🤯)

🎧ྀི : smile - lily allen

@sosaverse™

[snwusberry]

for the longest time i've made my work extremely neutral (or as neutral as i can) because i want to be inclusive to everybody but i think us black girlies need a bit more love so im gonna label (most of) my writing as x black reader. there's quite a lack of fics targeted towards us so i wanna contribute to that and interact with other black writers and readers. that's all, thank you.

- berry

[dwaekkisprincess]

✮ mimi ✮

✮ mimi ! 18, they/she, afro-asian-latina ✮

✮ masterlist ✮

✮i will (try to) post on weekend’s (maybe on monday’s too)✮

✮ this blog is a safe space for all readers ! especially black readers✮

[unique-high]

Does anyone have jongseob p1harmony x black reader fanfics? Fluff or angst or anything angst? If not can someone please write a college themed fic with seob and black reader. Where seob is a film major and black reader is an English major and they bond over books and movies. Like black reader prefers reading books instead of watching the movies to them and seob prefers watching the movies instead of reading the books to the movies. And I think seob and black reader have a playful argument where they go back and forth to which is better. And like they have like this “date night” and Seob wants to watch a movie to a book black reader had read and she's like rolling her eyes the entire movie saying how stuff in the movie doesn't match the book at all. And seob playfully wacks her in the face with a plush mellow telling her to just enjoy the movie and black reader tells him, he has to read the book since he's making her watch that God awful film against her will. 😂

I think a bonus is where seob makes a short film for black reader asking her to be his girlfriend. 😭

Please someone write this. 🥹

[herslvt]

If you guys ever need a page to go to to read for a wide variety of Kpop idols go check out my good friend @dejalix she's honestly an amazing writer and write for so many different groups

[zee-143]

The struggle of finding kpop fics for 'x black readers' is real😭🙏🏽

[dejalix]

Campus Heartthrob

Keeho x BlackFem!Reader

"How does it feel to have the prettiest girlfriend on campus?"

sigh i've been gone for months 😕💔 i'm sorry

Saying everyone wanted Y/n was an understatement. She was what every girl dreamed of being and who every guy dreamed of being with. She was the "it" girl on campus. She could've picked from the multitude of people ready to fall at her feet, but instead she went for the guy who didn't pay her any attention. Yoon Keeho.

He was a heartthrob in his own, but he never seemed to pay Y/n any mind. Well thats what it looked like. Though it wasn't the case, she had that boy hooked. He watched her every move and he knew she was in love with him but chose to ignore her.

A game of cat and mouse that would switch on occasion. A game which came to an end when Y/n finally put her pride to the side and asked him out.

And thats where the relationship started. The new power couple on campus. Always together, never apart. Ignoring the masses of people who waited in line for the two to break up.

They all waited on the day for the two to call it quits, but lucky for them and unlucky for everyone else. They never did. It was a match made i heaven for anyone who would believe it.

[stephenyoonkeeholdup]

❝finish what we start❞

part two

🔞 MDNI ‼️

(read part one here!)

In the bedroom, I be screaming, but outside, I keep it quiet

Keep it on the lowski, I’m the lowest of the lowest

Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit

🎵 SZA – Low

theme: [fwb] friendly fucking type beat, with a secret-keeping attempt remix | 1st person pov

characters: keeho (p1h), reader, another p1h member (read til the end, that’s all i’mma say 🤭)

warnings & concepts: profanity, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, fem!bodied reader, soft!dom keeho, switch!reader, fairly rough unprotected sex

“i promise i’ll make up to you if you follow me right now,” keeho commands as i struggle to get off the kitchen counter. noticing how i’m still already fucked out to quite a degree, keeho assists in helping me down before guiding me across the room to the pantry closet.

i want to comment on the absurdity of all this, but when has any aspect of the friendship between me and keeho 'made sense'? anyways, keeho opens the door and we both rush in.

using the few seconds we didn’t know we had in that moment, we both catch our breath. i felt gravitated toward keeho, but he gestures for me to back away from him as he leans back against a shelf.

there’s thankfully a dim nightlight of sorts that stays on in the pantry, as well as a lock on the inside? which i see keeho turn with his fingers… fingers that would’ve likely been all over me if it weren’t for whoever it was that was clearly in the main area of the kitchen (hopefully he doesn’t need anything in this pantry).

"what the hell is–" a high-pitched low tone voice cracks through the seeming silence, followed by the loudest stifling of laughter i have ever heard.

keeho and i mirror each other’s reactions as we glance at one another, covering our mouths in our own attempt to suppress any type of verbal response.

taeyang.

leaning against a wall, i close my eyes, and take several silent, deep breaths to calm and slow down my ever-increasing heart rate. by the time my eyes are reopened, keeho has his whole face in his hands, his dick being so very much out, rising higher with each second that passes.

my hands still atop my chest from my brief moment of meditation seconds ago, i subconsciously move them across until my fingers brush themselves against my nipples that i had no idea were hardening beneath my touch. i swallow a soft moan, blinking rapidly in order to maintain any type of focus on remaining as invisible as possible to the eldest of keeho’s boys.

i feel myself getting wet again as i stare at keeho, whose eyes are completely downcast. quietly noticing an arm heading that same direction, until a hand is wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it slowly. he licks his lips before tucking the bottom lip beneath his teeth, assumingly so he won’t be making any noise. even amidst this faint yellow light, i can see and be reminded of how fine him and his tanned skin is. the veins of his arms shift as his hands moves up and down his shaft, and— great. now i’m gonna need another towel the way i’m beginning to drip on this floor.

i glance at the door, and i hear the fridge open and close on the other side of that door, reminding me rather quickly that keeho and i are not the only ones in this general area. however, did i care? not much; my pussy even less.

the manner (or lack thereof) and speed in which my hands move next should probably be studied as i find myself placing a finger on keeho’s lips, my other hand joining his in motion. lust-filled eyes shoot up to look into mine in what looked to be a mixture of shock and contentment.

keeho’s eyes soften a bit as his tongue gingerly laps along that one finger, and i can’t help but smirk at the action as well as the contact. the serotonin that was already building had skyrocketed due to his free hand journeying along my body. teasing along the entrance of my wetness, it thankfully doesn’t take long before two fingers make their way inside. it takes a mere second and a half of almost embarrassing squelching from my end to realize…

“i think we’re finally alone again,” keeho breathes out into my ear, after i hear the kitchen door close from afar.

“don’t stop now, though,” i exhale in response, needing to feel some movement inside me, since he and his fingers were right there. keeho thrusts his fingers deep and hard, as i firmly pump my hand up and down his dick that he had his hand removed from.

the both of us still a bit subconsciously careful, we both let out the faintest of breathy moans and cussed into each other’s mouths at the pleasurable tension we were creating and releasing in this much tinier space.

“shit,” keeho exhales in a higher pitch, his fingers slowing down.

“steph…” i practically echo, my head resting on his shoulder while i struggle to keep my legs still against his hand. i feel one of my legs wrap itself around keeho’s waist with his assistance.

i plant kisses along his neck and jawline while i feel one of his hands encourage me to grind on top of him. placing one of my hands on one of the shelves for leverage, i do just that while his fingers continue fucking into me, and fuck, does it feel good.

not long after am i pressed up against the damn door, hearing several miscellaneous cans falling off a shelf as i feel something significantly larger than his (three?!) fingers re-enter and fuck me like it never left.

“kee–!” i squeal in full shock, coupled with a subsequent wave of relief. my hand manages not to lose its place on the now clearer shelf, gripping on the ledge as keeho pounds into me. (i guess one of us has faith that this door can withstand this obliteration i’m beginning to receive.) “fuck, stephen!”

all keeho replies with is a deep, guttural groan against my neck that i can just tell was laced with equal parts satisfaction and lust. my hands shift: one’s clawing at his back right beneath his neck, as the other lands along the sliver of wall where the light is.

“you feel so fucking good,” keeho moans into my ear.

“you feel so good fucking me,” i moan into his before blindly trailing kisses from his ear to his lips – well, his stuck-out tongue that i catch with and in between my lips.

a few moments later, i feel hands beneath my thighs lifting up weakening legs. after that, drilling into my wetness so aggressively that his dick slides out mid-stroke. the both of us make excellent work of each momentary break as we utilize this one to catch our breath.

“i know you’re springing a leak up in this damn pussy, kee…” i absentmindedly breathe out, drunk on the feeling of ecstasy keeho’s been quite literally pumping into me.

keeho giggles before speaking in my ear. “do you wanna cum one more time for me, baby?” he asks in that tone and breathy inflection that weakens all my systems. all the while, he reinserts a finger deep into my aforementioned wetness, kissing my neck.

i release a broken moan before the brat in me speaks on my already ruined behalf. “not before you nut inside me, baby,” i reply, staring down at my hand wrapped around keeho’s inundated dick.

“then you need to let go so i can do that,” keeho instructs, wrapping his own hand around mine in an attempt to assist. instead, i look up to find myself meeting his deep gaze, neither one of us letting go in the slightest.

keeho’s lips land on mine yet again as i feel his hand guiding mine smoothly up and down his shaft. in between kisses, i jokingly ask, “what happened?”

“it felt too good to me,” keeho exhales a chuckle. i sense myself inching the both of us closer and closer to my entrance, moving my hand around to his sack as he begins to slide back into me with even more ease than before. in a wild telepathic way, he echoes a thought that i was in the middle of formulating. “nah, this feels even better, fuck.”

“yes, steph, fuck me…” i moan out, and he does just that… and hard, too. without missing a beat, he hastily wraps my legs around his waist again, one hand lifting my shirt back up over my tits. he takes a nipple in his mouth as i decide to take his dick a bit differently. “go deeper, kee.”

keeho and i exchange a glance that reminds me to add a good ole 'please' to that sentence, which i do with a slight surrendering in my voice. at least i feel the reward seconds later when he’s so deep inside me that i feel his balls hit my cheeks with each and every stroke.

“you’re taking this dick so good,” keeho pants, kissing and biting all around my neck before he manages to increase his pace, and by this point I have officially lost it.

“well, i’m about to cum all around it!” i whine rather softly (thankfully learning from earlier). “please don’t fucking stop!”

“i’m right behind you, baby, give it to me,” keeho commands, hovering over me as he plants numerous kisses from my lips to my nipples. “shit… give it to me,” he repeats.

“fuck yeah, right there!” i squeal. “oh my god, i’m gonna cum so f-fuckin- i’m c-cumming!!” i convulse around keeho, repeatedly calling out his name like it’s the only word i know. without warning, he pulls out and spins me around to face the door.

keeho’s hands knead my ass like dough before a firm slap on it snaps me into another dimension. i work one of my hands behind me, and as it locates his loaded cock, one of his hands makes sure my hands are where he can see them. with my help, he positions himself to fuck me from the back, pinning them by my wrists once he’s completely inside.

using my hands and pinned wrists for leverage, i already feel keeho drive his dick so deep into me. he slaps my ass again as his successfully hits my g-spot countless times, and quite frankly, i’ll be damned if i’m not already nearing my next orgasm.

“you’re gonna cum again, aren’t you?” keeho already knows my body too well.

i find enough strength in me to finish a sentence my previous orgasm practically robbed me of saying. “i’m gonna cum so hard…” i let out.

“me too,” keeho’s pace instantly slows down (but the intensity is still very much there), as if to drive several points home. one of his hands frees one of mine as he wraps it around my neck, pulling me extremely close to him for a deep kiss. a muffled yell from keeho triggered the both of us, sending us over the edge.

i feel a nice, explosive load of cum permeate my walls before realizing that both of my hands were gripping the doorway, giving me just enough of a hold to let go of everything else. next thing i knew, i was gushing all over – enough for keeho to pop out effortlessly. i then feel his fingers rub against my clit good enough for me to keep cumming on them.

whimpering into the air above us, i come down from my immense high, and i think keeho does too as he backs up away from me. i cross my legs to keep from losing it any further, which isn’t easy when i feel keeho’s big hands land on my waist. he helps to turn me back around to face him, and i’m greeted with such a look of lustful pride, pleasure, and fatigue. i wrap my arms around his waist, puckering my lips for another deep kiss. one that keeho gives me oh so passionately, while my hands travel up to his shoulders, and his rest on my ass, subconsciously pushing me that much closer to him. albeit unconventional as fuck, i couldn’t have been any more grateful that we both saw this through to the end…

we always have, and this irresistible feeling was the exact reason why.

epilouge

keeho leads the both of us back out into the kitchen, and i do the honors of at least grabbing that same towel that was in my mouth a while ago. as i let out a mixed sigh of gratification and painful exhaustion, keeho grabs that same towel. i look at him, a bit startled.

“go ahead and take a shower,” keeho endearingly advises. “i’ll clean up here.”

i nod as i pick up my bottoms. keeho adds, “you might wanna put those on until you get there though.” yeah, i honestly don’t wanna hear much from whoever else might be up in this dorm. then it hits me… and with the exclamation i hear from the sink, it might’ve hit keeho too. “oh my god… wait, come here.”

i walk back over to keeho once my bottoms were back on me. which seemingly gave him enough time to pull up a very recent text message from theo himself.

23 minutes ago

keeho… i’m pretty sure 'friends' don’t fuck each other in shared kitchen closets like that 😆🤦🏻‍♂️

< end❕ >

author’s notes:

i did it! i finished it! however, if you told me (when i wrote part one) that i would not only finish around keeho’s birthday, but that i would dedicate so much of yesterday to completing this, idt i would’ve believed you. with that being said, i’m glad with how this turned out, and i hope that whoever reads any of this will enjoy it!

i wanna extend a couple special shoutouts (basically an unofficial inspo taglist, if you will):

if it wasn’t for @tbzvity writing a response to an anonymous prompt so well, as well as encouraging me after i posted part one as a response to her, none of this would’ve happened. so a huge thank you to her.

a little random, but i want @sxcret-garden to know that i was also very inspired by her amazing writings, so thank you for sharing your brilliant work!

alright that’s all! like i basically said in the end of part one:

stan & stream p1harmony!

happy birthday keeho!

i admire and adore you a lot, as you have blessed me immensely with your beautiful spirit these past eight months. i’m grateful to be a fan of yours, and i wish you joy, happiness, love, and peace on all your days! 🩵🤎

[3hrtn]

Hi guys I'm key!!! I've had Tumblr for a little while but I just now decided to finally set up my acc frfr

My ult groups are skz and p1harmony

What I will write:

Smut (anyone over 18 ofc)

Fluff

Angst

Most kinks

What I don't write:

Kinks such as sc@t,p1ss and r@pe(cnc is alr tho)

Smut for anyone under 18

The groups I will write for:

Stray kids

Enhypen

P1harmony

Riize

Nmixx

Aespa

Bts

Ateez

Tomorrow x together

Nct

Y'all pls send requests on what u wanna see😭‼️

[ericbrainrot]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 “𝐂’𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞”: jay, mark lee, intak, haechan, jeno, jaehyun, taeyong, jungwoo, yeonjun, seunghun, eric, kevin, heesung, yangyang, ten, hyunjae, juhaknyeon

𝐓𝐡𝐞 “𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞” 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦: keeho, jiung, theo, soul, jongseob, johnny, beomgyu, taehyun, soobin, huening kai, renjun, jaemin, chenle, jisung, doyoung, taeil, yuta, winwin, xiaojun, hendery, kun, shotaro, sungchan, younghoon, new, q, sunwoo, juyeon, sangyeon, jacob

*·˚ ༘♡#𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃! ˖◛⁺⑅♡

idk why i thought of this song and these idols with this scenario but here i am at 5:23 am writing this.

[forblackkpopreaders]

.・゜゜・𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫���� 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬!

.・゜゜・𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦 -> 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞 -> 𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 -> 𝘦𝘹𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 -> 𝘱1𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐓𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫 -> 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 -> 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐩 -> 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘹 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

.・゜゜・𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 -> 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

[caylinnnn]

rules and guidelines;

I wont be doing any 18+ for people under 20

Thats all😭😭

FOR “X POC MAINLY BLACK PEOPLE”

Master list

Enhypen

Niki:

Stray kids

Nothing yet..

Bts

Nothing yet..

P1harmony

Nothing yet..

Ateez

Nothing yet..

If yall want more groups comment

Ps. Voting on my first fic member and what group ends in 6 days

[luvyuki0]

Welcome!💕

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yukio , Haitian/Black , She/Her , BTS/Anime content .

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Other K-pop masterist

Here you will find other K-pop groups I will be making stuff for if you would like to see a specific group/Idol in specific let me know by requests or private message and I’ll happily make doodle them I’m open to write for female groups too :)

-𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎: 02/02/24

-𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 ♡

Eveything was moved to the main masterlist ☺️

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𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨

𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣:

𝘚𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯

𝙃𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙣:

𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭

𝙎𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙢𝙞𝙣:

𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝗢𝘁𝟴:

𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘬𝘻 𝘣𝘧

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𝙏𝙓𝙏

𝙔𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙣:

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴, 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯

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𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗲𝗲

ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ :(

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𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ :(

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𝘼𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙯

𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮

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𝙊𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭

𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘐’𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

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Fifty-Three Percent

Making up for not writing Dance to Forget lol. Sorry I never finished writing it but I'm thinking of continuing it after I finish the current story I'm working on right now.

Pairing: Keeho x Black f!reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst??, College AU

Summary: You're feeling down after failing a test you thought you'd pass. But your boyfriend, Keeho, helps you feel better. (Based on a real story, without the boyfriend)

I walked in the door of me and my boyfriend's apartment. I just came back from my Physics class. We got our tests back and I had thought I would do good, but I only got a fifty-three percent. I thought I knew everything I needed, but apparently I didn't. I don't even know how I got most of the answers wrong when I looked back and saw that they should've been correct. I swear I hate that professor.

I sat my bookbag down on the couch and sat down. I took my shoes off and grabbed the TV remote. I just wanted to watch TV and forget all about my classes. It was sort of easy, considering the fact my classes were done for the day. But no matter how hard I tried, I kept thinking about the test. I really hoped it wouldn't bring my grade down because I was paying for classes and I didn't want my money to go to waste.

My temper hasn't changed since I got the test back about and hour and a half ago. Then suddenly I hear the front door open. I turn my head in annoyance to see who it is, even though there's only one other person who lives here.

It was Keeho. He walked in and hung his jacket up on the rack beside the door and took his shoes off. Once he spotted me his face lit up, then dropped.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" He asked, walking over to me on the couch.

"I'm fine." I say harshly.

I didn't mean to be so aggressive but I couldn't help it. He could clearly sense that something was off. He sat down on the couch and opened his arms, a signal for me to hug him.

"Tell me what's wrong.." He said softly as I gladly accepted his embrace.

"The stupid Physics professor failed me. It's not even that I did bad, it's just that I didn't put my answers the exact way he did so it's wrong. Like that's so stupid. Why can't I write down my own answers? Copying yours just seems lazy and like you don't understand the material. It pisses me off so much." I angrily ramble.

His kissed the top of my head, probably kissing my scalp because my braids exposed it.

"It's okay, my love. You'll do better next time. And if you don't, bring it up to him. Matter of fact, let's write him an email right now." He said, trying to get up from his spot on the couch.

"No! It's fine. I'm just a bit upset." I say, pulling him back towards me.

"No it isn't. If your answers are right, then you should've gotten an A. And he made you upset so I have a few words to say." He says with more of an attitude at the end.

I roll my eyes and laugh. Keeho was always protective of me. He would always have his hands on me when we're in public or tell people off when they disrespected me. I loved him for it. So I pulled out my computer from my bag and pulled up my gmail. I typed in the professor's name and handed him the computer.

"Oh I know him! Jiung was complaining about him earlier too!" He gasped. He then started typing fastly and had a concentrated look on his face.

I looked over at the screen and saw that the email was surprisingly very professional, yet sternly talked about my grade and his job as a teacher. He looked over at me for approval.

"Send it." I say with a sly grin.

He hit the send button and closed it. He set my computer down on the coffee table and hugged me.

"I don't like seeing you upset. Next time he, or anyone does anything to upset you, tell me." He says with a stern, but caring look.

"I will babe, don't worry." I smiled at him.

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yk. i have so many kpop blogs following me, but i havent gotten any kpop requests? losers. dont be shy send them in, duh.

(my kpop masterlist)

also to that person who requested this im working on it  

ask me ab it again in a few days if its not posted bc i suck lmaoooooo