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treasuredays · 4 years

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Walnut | PJH ~ Dahee

genre: fluff

summary: meeting dahee for the first time

age: Dahee = newborn / Seung & Yong = 4 / Nabi = 1 / Hikaro = 3 / Eun = 1

warnings: labour, swearing

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“Ah, fuck, Jihoon!” you gasped.

“I know, I know,” he sighed, “you’re so amazing, love.”

“You fucking know it.”

Jihoon laughed, leaning down and kissing your head, “I love you so much.”

You took a deep breath, whining out as you gave a final push.

The paramedic smiled, “so nearly there, Y/N! One more push.”

Neither of you, nor the 11 boys waiting outside your bedroom, were prepared for this to happen when you all decided to go on holiday; your baby just deciding to make an early appearance, much to the surprise of everyone on the trip.

“I can’t,” you sobbed, leaning your head on Jihoon’s forearm.

“Yes you can, come on,” Jihoon whispered, kissing your head repeatedly, “you can do this. Think about our baby, hmm?”

“Okay, on the count of three one last, big push, okay?” the paramedic spoke, “one, two, three!”

You screamed out as you gave another push, the paramedic holding your baby up to show you and Jihoon.

“Here she is! You have a beautiful little girl,” she smiled, Jihoon breaking out into a shocked laugh.

Resting his forehead against yours, the tears in his eyes were clearly visible, “you did it, love. I’m so proud of you.”

“I want to see her,” you cried.

“It’s okay, she’s just being cleaned up,” the paramedic reassured you, Hyunsuk’s wife passing his partner a towel and a blanket to wrap the baby in; to wrap your baby in.

“Mummy, is that the baby!” Seung exclaimed.

“Twins, come here,” you heard Hyunsuk scold, but you weren’t even listening, watching as the paramedic wrapped up your baby. You couldn’t take your eyes off them.

“Here she is,” the paramedic said, handing the bundle to Jihoon.

He burst out in a huge smile, a breathy laugh playing in his throat, caught up with a sob.

“Our daughter. She’s beautiful, Y/N,” he smiled, walking over slowly, as though he was going to break her with any wrong step.

“Let me see,” you whined, Jihoon laughing as he sat on the side of your bed, placing your daughter into your arms for the first time.

“See her lips,” Jihoon said, his voice playful and teasing as he pointed at her dainty face, “they’re mine.”

You laughed, wiping away the tears from your eyes as you stared down at your daughter.

“Our walnut,” you chuckled, repeating the nickname you’d lovingly named your daughter when she was growing inside you.

“Now we need a real name,” Jihoon sighed.

“I recommend Junkyu!” Junkyu yelled from outside the door, quickly followed by an exclamation of pain.

“No!” Nabi shouted, her voice the same pouting tone as her dad’s.

“Do you mind?” Jihoon asked carefully, motioning over to the door.

Shaking your head, you laughed, “what? Introducing my 11 other kids to my actual kid?”

Jihoon laughed, getting up and opening the door, “come in, carefully and quietly! I still remember what happened when Seung and Yong were born.”

Hyunsuk shook his head, “I believe everyone deserves equal experiences.”

“You’re not meeting my baby,” Jihoon said.

“What happened?!” Yong exclaimed, Seung stuck to his side.

“You two, come here,” you called, beckoning the twins over, “Hikaro too. Come meet your new baby cousin.”

The three older kids ran in the room, eyes bright as they looked at the baby in wonder. Jihoon smiled, turning back to Hyunsuk.

“Fine. I guess you can meet our daughter.”

“Daughter?!” Hyunsuk gasped, a bright smile on his face as he pulled Jihoon into a hug, “congrats, Jun. You’re gonna be one of the best dads I know.”

“Hey!” Yoshi exclaimed.

“Now the true colours show,” Junkyu huffed, Nabi almost bursting out his arms to see the baby.

You giggled, “are you gonna come and meet her or not?”

Doyoung rushed over, the other boys following after him to look down at the baby, all bundled in her blankets in your arms.

“She really is beautiful, hyung,” Junghwan complemented, looking back at Jihoon.

Jihoon smiled, pulling Junghwan into a hug, “thank you, our maknae.”

“Can we still call him that?” Jeongwoo teased.

“Okay guys, see her quickly. Y/N still needs to go to the hospital,” Jihoon said protectively.

“And walnut,” you added, cuddling your daughter close to your chest.

Jihoon nodded with a loving smile, “and walnut.”

“Is her name walnut?” Hikaro asked, Yoshi scooping his son back into his arms.

“Walnut!” Eun shouted, Yedam laughing at his son.

“No,” Jihoon shook his head, laughing with joy as he looked back down at his daughter, “we don’t have a name yet!”

“Okay, we’ve seen her now guys, we really should let them go,” Hyunsuk said, rounding all the members, and their kids, back up.

“Bye bye walnut,” Junkyu whispered, making Nabi’s small hand wave as you giggled, waving back.

You looked up to Jihoon as the boys left the room again, the paramedics helping you into a wheelchair.

“I can’t believe she’s here,” you chuckled, Jihoon’s eyes floating down to the baby in your arms.

“God, I can’t believe she’s ours,” Jihoon laughed, taking your hand and kissing it gently, “thank you.”

You smiled, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he cooed, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand, before doing the same to your daughter, “and our walnut.”

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sparklingchim · 4 years

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bts masterlist

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f= fluff

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last updated: 1st september 2024

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viastro · 4 years

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you were beautiful (49/50)

ミ★ synopsis: a modernized cinderella au, in which you and joshua meet through your love for boba popsicles.

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“Mom, I have a weird feeling about today.” Your mom turns around to glance at you, taking sight of your nervous expression. She gives you a smile, shaking her head before going back to slicing the green onions. “You have no reason to feel weird, I bet you just have to poop.”

“But I already did!”

“Then go again!” You finally let out a small chuckle, and walk over to your mom, wrapping your arms around her waist. Resting your chin on her shoulder, she lets out a laugh as you start grumbling about having already pooped in the afternoon.

“Why do you feel weird?” Your mom asks you, and you shrug, shuffling over with her when she steps to the side to grab the pan. “I don’t know. I just feel funky, like something big is gonna happen today and I can’t tell whether it’ll be good or bad.”

“What are you, a psychic?” You release your hold of your moms waist, softly hitting her shoulder due to her joke and she laughs. You lean against the counter, looking at your mom with a content expression.

Remembering the events of the previous months, knowing that you’re able to have Joshua in your life as well as your mom being able to keep her job, you can’t help but feel incredibly grateful.

Soo-ah hasn’t made contact with you or any of the boys after Eunha told their dad about what happened. Well, with the boys you know that she can’t contact them because they all blocked her on their social medias. However, her dad made her write handwritten apologies to you, Joshua, as well as your mom for using her against you. He said, and you quote, “I feel like making Soo-ah write a handwritten apology letter to you guys is a lot more memorable than having her just send you guys a text. I think it makes her feel more embarrassed too. If I were you, I’d frame the letter and put it up on your wall for funsies!”

Other than that, you don’t know how she’s been, or what she’s been doing. What you do know though, is that her and Eunha’s relationship is slowly developing again from what you’ve been told. And honestly? That’s the only update you wanted to hear about Soo-ah.

you can forgive, but you will never forget.

Your mom turns to glance at you, finding you looking at her with a dazed expression on your face. She grins, before sticking her tongue out in an attempt to get you to stop staring and you laugh. Your phone goes off on the kitchen table, and you walk over to see Eunha’s text saying she’s here.

“Oh! Eunha’s here, I’ll see you later mom.” You press a quick kiss to your mom’s cheek before walking out of the kitchen. “Be safe!” She calls after you, and you let out a smile. Slipping into your sneakers, you step out of the house and speed-walk over to Eunha’s car.

“Get in bitch we’re going shopping!” Eunha yells when she rolls down the passenger side window, and you roll your eyes at her. Opening the door, you practically leap into the car and put your seatbelt on.

“Well someone’s excited.”

“More like nervous! I don’t know why I feel like something’s going to happen, maybe my mom was right. Maybe I do have to poop.” You begin to think to yourself at the possibility of you having to shit, but you can feel that your stomach doesn’t want to do that right now.

thank god.

“I mean if you have to shit, I can take you back to your house cause I know pooping in public restrooms is kinda gross-”

“No! I’m fine. I just have a feeling.” Eunha lets out a sly smile, turning her face away so that you can’t catch it. You pull out your phone, checking to see if you have a text from Joshua, only to have no new notifications. Eunha glances over and sees you pout at your screen, “God you’re whipped.”

“No I’m not!”

“Just say you love him and go baby. It’s been a month since the incident blew over and you guys are actually inseparable now.” Eunha says, taking a left at the stop light. You scoff, turning towards the window and looking at your surroundings. You’re heading in the direction of the boba shop you and Joshua always go to, and you let out an excited grin.

“Are we hanging out at the boba shop today? Joshua wouldn’t tell me anything.” Eunha smiles, shaking her head ‘no’. “I just bought us boba because I’m craving milk tea. This is just a short stop in the journey. I’m going to let you go and pick up the boba, I’ll be waiting by the curb. Make sure to say your name for the order!”

You nod your head as she pulls over, and you hop out of the car. You place your phone into your pocket and open the door of the shop, stepping inside and walking over to the counter. “Hi! I have two orders for yn.”

The employee gives you a smile, telling you one moment before stepping into the back to get your drinks. You turn your head to look around the shop, only to let out a squeak once you realize that Wonwoo is standing right beside you. You stare at him with wide eyes and he just gives a small chuckle to your reaction.

“The hell are you doing here?”

“I’m here to take you to your next destination. Oh, thank you so much.” Wonwoo takes the two bobas from the employee due to your inability to pay attention to two things at once. He hands you your milk tea, before pulling out a daisy from the back of his shirt. You raise an eyebrow at him, carefully taking the delicate flower from his grasp.

“What’s going on…” He gives you a grin as a response, wrapping his arm around you and taking you out of the shop. “Are you riding with Eunha and I?”

You stare at the now empty curb spot where Eunha was once parked, and you curse to yourself. Wonwoo chuckles, “We will be taking my car by the way. I’m too lazy to walk you there.”

“The hell is going on Wonwoo?” You ask as he opens the passenger side door for you, letting you step in first before closing the door and heading over to the driver's seat.

“Nothing much. Just a little… scavenger hunt I guess you can say.”

“A scavenger hunt?”

“Shh, just enjoy the adventure yn.” Wonwoo tells you before turning on the engine. You roll your eyes, letting them close as he pulls out of the parking spot. Continuing to think to yourself,

what the fuck is going on.

You now have eight daisies in your hand, and Soonyoung and Jihoon are taking you to your next destination. You stare at Soonyoung as he goes on about how exciting the past couple days have been and how he can’t wait for you to get to the last destination after this. Jihoon nudges him, telling him to be quiet and Soonyoung lets out a small giggle.

“I’ve been to four different places and none of you have told me what’s going on!” You whine and Soonyoung just wraps his arm around your shoulders and pats your head. “Use that big brain of yours Ms.Honor Roll. Think of what each of these places have in common.”

You begin to walk silently as you try and remember the possible theme that’s occurring. Soonyoung gives you a small smile, and Jihoon grins at your concentrated face as you try to think. The boba shop was the first destination where you met Wonwoo. Then he brought you to the cafe where Vernon and Seungkwan were waiting for you with two daisies in hand. They later took you to the restaurant with good boba and brisket where you saw Seungcheol, Jeonghan, and Seokmin holding three daisies out for you. Now you’re walking with Soonyoung and Jihoon, who you originally met up with at the venue the winter ball took place.

wait.

“Does this have something to do with where I met all of you?” You ask and Soonyoung lets out a chuckle while Jihoon just shakes his head in disappointment. “I’ll take that as a no…”

“So much for being big brained.” Jihoon jokes and you reach out to hit his shoulder when Soonyoung interrupts.

“We’re here!” You look up and see the bright red Hmart sign reflecting back at you, and you let out a smile. “Are you sure this isn’t some scavenger hunt to reminisce about the places I first met you guys?”

“Need to think a bit deeper than that.”

You put your hand to your chin, putting on your best thinking face. Jihoon snickers at your expression, leaning onto Soonyoung who is also chuckling at you. Failing to come up with anything, you ask, “Can I have another hint?”

“Ask Minghao.” Jihoon says while pointing to your right. You turn your head to see Minghao, Jun, Mingyu, and Chan walking over to you with excited smiles and a daisy in hand. Once they’re close enough, they each hand you the daisy and you grin at the colorful assortment.

“Can I have a hint Hao?”

“No.”

“Damn.” Soonyoung and Jihoon laugh at the quick end to the conversation, before waving bye to you and heading in the opposite direction. You turn back to the four boys who are looking at you with knowing smiles.

“Where’s Joshua? He’s the only one I haven’t seen yet.” You ask and Mingyu pats your head.

“You’ll find out soon. Come on, let’s go to Minghao’s car.” You glance at the fashionable man who dangles his car keys in front of your eyes with a happy grin. You open your mouth to say something when Jun beats you to it.

“I can’t believe the last time I went to Hmart was when Jihoon tried to kill Soonie almost four or five months ago.” The four of you turn to Jun, who lets out a little content sigh. You all let out a laugh as you make it to Minghao’s car, you being shoved into the backseat just to be squished between Mingyu and Chan.

“It feels like it was just yesterday that Joshua tried to be a hero and pull Woozi off Soonie, just for Woozi to literally shove Joshua backwards onto yn.” Mingyu says, and you shudder at the reminder of your poor boba popsicles suffering the brunt of it.

“Well, if that didn’t happen we wouldn’t be here right now.” Minghao states as he turns on the engine. He reaches his hand around the back of the passenger seat as he turns his head to look for any cars while he backs up. Chan looks up at him with wide eyes, lifting his hand up to his mouth at the visual. You let out a small giggle as the youngest squeals and covers his face jokingly.

“You’re so gross.” Jun laughs at Minghao’s comment, while Mingyu takes a photo of Chan’s sad expression. Rolling your eyes, you smile down at the flowers in your lap, feeling a sense of happiness at how the past few months have worked out.

“Okay yn, we have to cover your eyes.” You look up at Chan with wide eyes, before your vision gets taken from you and everything turns black.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Mingyu holds you while you struggle, Jun tying the blindfold over your eyes as quickly as he can. “I’m being KIDNAPPED!”

“No you’re not! It’s just for a second, we can’t let you see this place yet.” You pout, turning your head towards Mingyu and biting his shoulder. He lets out a scream, making Chan panic and Minghao to shout at you guys to calm down.

“She’s biting me! SHE’S BITING ME!!”

“You guys are fucking DISTRACTING ME!”

“DISTRACTING YOU?! MY SHOULDER’S BEING BIT OFF- OW YN PLEASE!!”

“Yn! Stop biting Mingyu you fucking cannibal!” Jun happily films the whole altercation on his phone, which you are unable to see as your vision is fucking gone. Once Chan is able to pull you off of Mingyu, the two of you complain for the rest of the ride. While, Mingyu whines about his shoulder, you mope about being blindfolded until Minghao finally parks at the unknown destination.

“It’s like driving unruly three year olds.” Minghao mutters under his breath as he steps out of the driver's seat. Jun grabs your free hand to help guide you out of the car, while you clutch the daisies tightly in the other. You tentatively place your feet onto the cement, and you immediately feel more anxious about walking blindly.

“I don’t like this. I want my sight back.” You whine, to which Chan just rests his hands on both your shoulders from behind. “It’s okay! We’re great guides.”

“I sure hope so.”

And with that, the four of you begin walking. Well, more like you taking tiny steps while Chan pushes you and Jun pulls you. It works great until Jun pulls you too hard and you trip over the curb and onto the pavement.

“OH MY GOD YN!”

“You BITCH!”

“I’M SO SORRY!”

“Great guides my fucking ASSHOLE!” You yell, grumbling as you stand up. You quickly turn in the direction you believe Minghao is in and ask him to check if the daisies are okay. Minghao snickers at the fact that you’re facing the opposite way, but doesn’t let you know.

“They’re just fine yn, don’t worry.” You let out a relieved smile, and the five of you begin walking again. You try to make out where you are by listening to your surroundings, to which you can hear some people around you and the sound of trees rustling due to the slight wind. Yet you’re unable to tell where you are.

“Okay yn, we’re here. Keep your blindfold on though, we’ll be back.”

“Heh?”

“I said we’ll be back!” Minghao repeats from a farther distance, and you internally panic.

“I beg your pardon?!”

“Don’t worry!”

“WHAT! You’re just going to leave me here?!” You yell, hearing their running feet. When you don’t get a response, you let out a nervous sigh. Crossing your arms, you patiently wait for the four boys to come back.

“Yn!” You frown at the sound of Seungcheol’s deep voice, wondering why he’s here instead of the four buffoons you came here with. “Cheol?!”

“Take off your blindfold!” Jeonghan shouts, and with your free hand, you reach up and untie the blindfold. The bright sky makes you immediately shut your eyes, before slowly opening them again. The sun is setting, and the clouds are in variations of the shades pink and orange. You look straight ahead, and your eyes widen at the sight of your thirteen friends who took you on an adventure holding balloons in their hands.

“What is going on?” You ask, raising your hand up to your mouth as you let out surprised chuckles. You turn your head to take in your surroundings, and that’s when you realize they took you to the park Joshua and you went to after coffee got spilled on you.

wait...

“Where’s Joshua?” They all turn to glance at each other before they separate down the middle, revealing the sparkly eyed man. He’s holding a bouquet of lilies in one hand, and an unopened boba in the other. You let out a small smile as he nervously chuckles.

“What’s going on Shua?” He doesn’t answer, instead choosing to walk up to you so that you’re not a foot apart. You take notice of his red ears, a sign that he’s feeling shy.

“Oh! Here’s your boba.” You laugh as he hands you your second boba of the day, and you place it beside your feet. The two of you stand in a nervous silence for a moment, and your guys�� thirteen impatient friends stare holes into the back of Joshua’s head as they wait for him to make a move.

“Did you figure out the meaning behind all the places the gang took you?” Joshua finally asks, and you give him a smile. “They were all significant to our relationship.”

“Oooo, Joshie she said relationship!” Mingyu teases in the back, making the two of you giggle at each other. After a second of laughing, Joshua regains his composure again, and gives you an anxious smile.

“You seem nervous-”

“I love you.” He blurts out, and your eyes widen.

“I’ve loved you from the moment you took me here to help me calm down, even though you got coffee spilled onto yourself because of me. You still thought of my well being first.” Joshua places the bouquet down by his feet before continuing. “The sun was setting, and you were taking a picture of the skyline. You turned around to look at me after you heard the sound of my camera going off with the biggest smile on your face. At that moment, I thought you were beautiful.”

Joshua feels his heart violently pound against his ears as he watches a blush rise in your cheeks. He lets out a smile, staring at the way your eyes sparkle at him. He finds himself falling in love again.

“I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I knew I’d never forget that moment, and I knew from then on that you are someone I’d never want to lose. Yn, you’re so precious to me. I want to make sure that you always feel loved, and that you get all the happiness in the world, because you deserve that. You deserve so much, and I want to help give you that.” You clutch the daisies tightly in your hand, struggling to find words as the guy you love just fucking confessed to you. You watch as Joshua’s eyes widen when he realizes something he should’ve said, so he quickly adds, “Only if you’ll let me! Of course.”

The two of you stand in silence for a moment afterwards, you letting all his words sink in, and him feeling like he’s either going to vomit out of nervousness or pass out. Waiting for your response feels like a million years, when in reality it’s just a few seconds until the biggest smile forms on your face.

“I love you too.” Your friends let out a scream, but you pay no mind to their squealing as you look into Joshua’s eyes that are now wide open. He stares at you with a look of disbelief.

“Wait, deadass?”

“SHE SAID SHE LOVES YOU AND YOU ASK HER IF SHE’S BEING DEADASS?!” Minghao screams from behind Joshua, causing you to start laughing. Joshua turns around and shoots him a glare, before turning back to you and letting out a breath.

You look down at the ground with a bright blush on your face, squeezing the daisies tightly in your hand as you try to force your heart to stop beating so violently in your chest. Only to freeze when Joshua’s hands softly cup both sides of your face, and he lifts your head up so that you’re looking into his eyes. There’s inches between you two, and you’re 100% sure he can hear your rapid heartbeat against your chest. He glances down at your lips before looking back up into your eyes.

“Can I kiss you?”

jeonghan, mingyu, and eunha let out a squeal from behind joshua, but you choose to ignore that in favor of responding with,

“Yeah, of course you can.”

Joshua lets out a smile, before looking down at your lips with a determined expression on his face. He leans in, and softly captures your lips with his. Butterflies swarm your stomach, and you reach up and rest a hand to his cheek. Joshua’s hands travel down to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Aye! I guess Joshua isn’t a twink anymore.” Vernon comments from behind and the two of you burst into laughter, effectively breaking the kiss. You both turn to look at the group who is now cheering and jumping up and down at the two of you now being official. Eunha and Minghao are wiping away their own tears, while Soonyoung and Seungkwan scream excitedly. Joshua rolls his eyes at them, before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a tight hug. He cradles your head, and your heart warms at the feeling. You close your eyes, nuzzling your head into his neck with a smile gracing your features.

so this is what love is like.

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ミ★ a/n: okay no offense... but i’ve reread this like ten million times and added small little details each time. i’ve also cried like three times while writing this it’s so funny i’m absolutely devastated.

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avewritesmr · 4 years

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Genres ;

Fluff -- F Angst -- A Implied Smut -- IS Smut -- S

Choi Seungcheol

- “Stop trying to kiss me, you need to study.” -- F/IS

- 4 emails --F

- Happy tears --F

-of arguments and injuries -A/F

Yoon Jeonghan

-Accident --A

Jeon Wonwoo

- “Can you put your video games away? I need attention.” -- F

-Who’s in charge --F/IS

- College!AU --F

Lee Jihoon (Woozi)

-Spin the bottle --F

Kim Mingyu

-Hide the Kitten --F

-Lonely --A/F

-Big hugs --F

Boo Seungkwan

- Seungkwan is soft --F

Lee Chan (Dino)

- Mean Drunk --F

Yeo Hwanwoong

- “I have to worry about you. That’s my job.” --A

Seo Changbin

- Clingy Changbin --F

- A proposal --F

- A board of idiots --A/F

-Ferris Wheel --F

-Flirting -F

Lee Felix

- Soulmate!AU --A/F

Yang Jeongin

- Baking is messy --F

-Soulmate!AU --A/F

-Waking up without you --F/A

Min Yoongi

- “I used to think you were so cool” --F

Jung Hoseok

- “You’re always safe in my arms.” --A

Park Jimin

- “Just one more kiss? please?” --F

Choi Chihoon

- “You’re like a work of art” -- IS

Cho Chan Hyuck

- “Woah. You really need to clean up in here.” --A

Kim Minsu

-Kind boyfriend -- F

Johnny

-Too kind for your own good. --A/F

Lee Taeyong

- “It’s so late. Why are you still awake?” -- F

- Protective Taeyong --A/F

Ten

- “I care about you, okay? I mean that.” --A

Jung Jaehyun

-Drunk boyfriend --F

-Best Cheeks --F

-Exposed --A

-Single Dad Headcanons -F

Mark Lee

- Reckless Boyfriend --A/F

Wong Yukhei (Lucas)

- “I love how dorky you are.” --A/F

Huang Renjun

- Not Here --IS/F

Na Jaemin

- Modern Day Aladin AU! -Rebel Jaemin --A/F

-Not cheating --A

Park Jisung

-Soulmate!AU --A/F

Nothing yet

Lee Taemin

- Warm bath -F/IS

Park Jaehyung

- “Let’s go to the park.” --F

Choi Soobin

- Cuddles --F

Choi Beomgyu

- Mean Comments hurt but boyfriends comfort --A/F

Yan An

- “I want to go on an adventure.” --F

Jackson Wang

- Not breaking up --A/F

Kim Yugyeom

-Crying again --A/F

Chae Hyungwon

- “Do we have to get out of bed?” --F

Nothing yet

AB6IX - Woong

-Confession (1/2) + First Date (2/2) --A/F

#kpop x male reader #kpop x reader #kpop imagines #kpop masterlist #imagines masterlist

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hanniiesuckle17 · 4 years

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Single Dad Jihoon

A/n: omg i haven’t written for seventeen in so lonngggggg. but like MY MAN^^. also i was debating making this a smau? but i thought I would just format it like the others. I really hope you like it!

Requested by: @septicfabgi

Tag List: @distrikt9 @mini-meanhoe @poeticallyspaghetti @hanstagrams (Tag List is Open)

Warnings: None

Genre: single dad!au, romance, fluff

So single dad Jihoon

gets zero sleep

he has the latest state of the art coffee machine

has a panic attack when he runs out of caffeine

his daughter, Yoona, is everything to him though

shes about three years old, almost four

her mom just wasn’t ready for being a parent so Jihoon took care of his daughter

having put a lot of money in saving Jihoon could actually afford a pretty nice house for his daughter to grow up in

it even had a pool in the back

(one the rest of the boys thoroughly took advantage of)

Yoona is an angel and she is a complete daddy’s girl

Jihoon is also WHIPPED for his daughter

often falls asleep with bows in his hair or cheap makeup on his cheek

He trys to work from home as often as he can

jihoon even installed a full recording studio in the house so boys could come over and record at his home instead of the company

when he did have to leave the house, he tried to take his daughter with him wherever he could

carats loved seeing woozi with his little girl

she was always featured in the behind the scenes of dance practices and mv shootings

she sometimes manages to get in the backs of shots in mvs

carats love playing spot Yoona when Seventeen has a comeback

she is quite the shy little girl though, around people she doesn’t know

she doesn’t like going to fansigns so Jihoon usually has to hire a sitter or ask the staff to keep watch of her backstage

while she is shy she loves dancing so Jihoon put her in ballet lessons

he makes sure to always come to her recitals and most of the boys come to

Minghao and Seungkwan standing up in the back with their phones recording and cheering their heads off as soon as the see Yoona’s little pink tights step out on stage

Jihoon legit having to pull them back down in their seats

but he always gets his little girl flowers after a performance and lets her pick where they all go out to eat after

Hoshi, S.Coups, and Seungkwan help out the most when Jihoon really needs it

since Hoshi works the most with Jihoon while recording, he became Yoona’s unspoken God Father

he gets her little tiger print outfits which drives Jihoon crazy

“SOONYOUNG! WHAT THE HE-”

“Bro no cursing in front of your daughter”

Jihoon looks angrily between Hoshi and Yoona

“No more tiger print.”

“What about cheetah?”

“NO!”

Yoona loves swimming in the pool

she often convinces her father to throw pool parties for the members so they will come over and play with her

she practically lives in the pool so Jihoon had to install cameras in the backyard in case she slips past her sitter to go swimming

okay so how you met Jihoon

you were working as a nanny

you were in between households when you got a call from your friend (the nanny Jihoon usually hired)

she told you she had to go out of town to help with some family issues but the single dad she usually worked for desperately needed a sitter for the week.

you parked your car in the driveway of the very nice modern style house, completely in shock

“This is the right address right?” you mumbled double checking the text she sent you

usually, single parents that hired you lived in very small houses or apartments

not two story modern houses with a nice Tesla parked in the driveway

you hesitantly knocked on the door

a very handsome man, with wet dyed blonde hair opened the door with a tired smile

“Are you the nanny?”

there were happy screams coming from inside the house and splashes

“Um...yes! I’m Y/n. F/n said you needed me-”

“Yes, thank goodness. Come in. She’s in the back.”

the man quickly ushered you inside and out to the backyard

“I’m Jihoon by the way. Hoshi is playing with Yoona in the pool.”

“Oh! How long have you two been together?”

he stopped in his tracks looking at you with wide eyes and nervous laugh

Jihoon looked you up and down while running a hand through his damp hair

“OH NO! I’m not- We aren’t- ....Hoshi is just...We are in the same band. He is supposed to be working with me in the studio with me this week, but I can’t leave Yoona alone all day.”

you nodded and followed him through the nice kitchen and out to the pool

you saw the cutest little girl playing with another man with jet black hair

“Daddy!”

the little girl that looked very much like the man who answered the door swam to the edge of the pool and reached for him.

jihoon pulled up the three year old and introduced the two of you

you hit it off and you were spending every minute with Yoona

every day of the week was spent at Jihoon’s home taking care of Yoona while he worked in the home studio or at the company

Jihoon always made sure to come home early enough or take a break long enough to tuck Yoona in when it was time for bed

After knowing Jihoon for two weeks you had gotten pretty close and you were certain about one thing

He was a workaholic

“Take a break Jihoon.”

He shrugged at your words as you closed the door to Yoona’s room.

“I’m fine.”

“Jihoon, take a break. Your deadline isn’t until this weekend and Hoshi said that the album is practically finished already.”

You pushed him into the kitchen and forced him to sit down on a stool.

the two of you talked over a bottle of wine Jihoon had stashed away after his housewarming party

you still found it insane that he already owned this entire house and he was only 23

after that night talking with Jihoon after Yoona had gone to bed was a nightly occurrence

Eventually Jihoon found himself enjoying your company in ways that he shouldn’t when he was actively paying you to take care of his daughter.

He just fell in love with how caring you were

he loved how happy you made him

However he knew he couldn’t make a move if he was still hiring you

“Y/n you’re fired.”

You looked wide eyes at Jihoon before eyeing Yoona in your lap

She was giving her father a confused look too.

“What do you mean? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no, no. Look, I really really like you. And it’s really not appropriate for me to have a crush on someone I’m employing.”

Suddenly being fired wasn’t so bad.

You told Yoona to go play in her room, so you could talk to her dad alone.

“Yeah, I guess sleeping with my boss would be pretty bad.”

Jihoon blushed at your words but smiled and wrapped you in his arms.

He pressed his lips against yours hand cupping your cheek

“Oh, you are so fired.” He whispered with a smile against your lips

The two of you began dating after he fired you

A new nanny was hired but they only last a few months

Jihoon insisted you move in with him and Yoona since you spent most nights there anyway

You took care fo Yoona like your own daughter which allowed Jihoon to work more outside the house

He would come home to dinner made hot and just for him, his daughter asleep or waiting for him in the living room.

Your relationship was kept a secret for a long time because Jihoon was really ready to share you with the whole yet

he wanted you all to himself....occasionally sharing you with his little girl

when your relationship did come out, he wanted to make sure that you weren’t planning on leaving him any time soon.

he would think long and hard about it

one night the two of you were just sitting on the couch one night, Yoona asleep on your lap and watching a random cartoon when Jihoon stood up all of a sudden and returned from the kitchen with a bottle of champagne and two glasses

“What are you doing?”

He shushed you pointing to his sleeping daughter in your arms. He popped the bottle and poured two glasses

Jihoon then got down on one knee and took your hands in his

“Y/n will you marry me? I want you part of my family, our family. I’m in love with you more than you will ever know and I know Yoona loves you just as much as I do. So, what do you say? It’ll be kind of awkward if you say no, because....I already opened the champagne.”

You laughed and pulled him in for a kiss “Yes”

Jihoon felt sure in your relationship and felt better about letting the world know

He was happy with his family and he didn’t care what the world though

Requests are open! Just send an ask!

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teazensstuff · 4 years

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MASTERLIST *updated on August 7, 2020, during quarantine*

A/N: not every scenario I’ve written over the years is on the list yet. I am trying to edit them and slowly add them to the list xoxo.

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Prompts for Requests

Lucas as a boyfriend

Lucas - having a crush on you

Lucas - developing a crush on a fan

Lucas - having a crush on a foreign singer

Lucas - having a crush on Ten’s sister

Dating Lucas

Lucas - fuck boy Au!

Lucas - long distance relationship

Lucas - living with him

Mornings with Lucas

Lucas - as your neighbor

Lucas - dating a foreigner

Lucas - talking in his sleep

Lucas - bad argument! (kinda angst)

Lucas - he’s out of your league

Lucas - picking up his drunk s/o

Lucas - having a short gf

Lucas - having a tall gf

Lucas - him and his classmate have the same crush

Lucas - having a crush on Jaemin’s best friend

Lucas - a guy is attacking you

Lucas - protective

Lucas - his gf telling him she's pregnant

Lucas - you’re childhood friends

Lucas - he’s the bad boy tattoo artist and you’re the florist who works across him

Lucas - you’re insecure about you small breast

Lucas - his gf being insecure

Lucas - jealous

Lucas - his gf and him having hickeys and drama (you’re idols)

Lucas - saying he hates his s/o even though he doesn’t mean it

Lucas - cuddling

Lucas - when he sees you're crying

Lucas - watching Zootopia with you

Lucas dating 02′ liner

Lucas in a relationship with a 00′liner who’s a foreigner

Lucas dating someone older than him (his gf being a 90-98′ liner)

Lucas - you’re afraid of losing him

Lucas - you’re sick

Lucas - being in love with your lips

Lucas - his gf being clumsy

Lucas - how he’d express his attraction

Lucas - dating a chubby girl

Lucas - dating a curvy girl

Sleeping with Lucas

Domestic Lucas

Lucas - Cinema date

Lucas - comforting his gf bc she’s afraid of lightning

Lucas - Karaoke ft Mark

Lucas - it’s you first time

Lucas - you’re on your period

Lucas - Dad Au!

Lucas - his s/o is asexual

Lucas - you’re adopting a puppy

Lucas - his s/o falling asleep on his chest

Lucas - finds out his s/o is bisexual

Lucas the good-looking high schooler with his motorcycle

Lucas - high school student Au ft jungwoo

Lucas - him being a transfer student at your HS

Lucas - you’re BFF’s and sm idols

Lucas - Stargazing

Lucas - your parents are separating you and Lucas

Lucas - his parents don’t like you

Lucas - you’re having 3 months old child

Lucas - his gf has a nightmare

Lucas - you’re on a date on an amusement park

Lucas - his partner has freckles

Lucas -your Tattoo is his name

Lucas - You’re cooking together

How skin ship would be with Lucas

when you’re about to do your driving test

Lucas - you’re an artist under YG

Lucas - his partner getting into an accident and now being in a critical condition

Lucas - He’s the popular High School student

Lucas - dating a 99′liner (he’s still older tho)

Lucas - strangers (angsty)

Lucas - his gf misses him

Lucas - you’re taking a shower together

Lucas - helps you to get rid of your Stalker

Lucas - you’re scared to show your feelings

Lucas - you’re under lots of stress

Lucas - ice cream date

Lucas - his gf flinches during an argument

Lucas - you & him supporting NCT @ BBMA’s

CEO LUCAS

Lucas - you’re strangers and you want to get to know him

Lucas - bad boy AU!

Lucas - his gf pranking him

Lucas - tsundere AU!

Lucas - Paint Workshop AU!

Meeting Lucas at the Airport

Lucas - Beach Date

Lucas - you found out you’re pregnant while you

Lucas - dating a famous model (you)

Lucas - you’re both the crazy, funny ppl in the group

Lucas - you got a ticket for speeding

Lucas - his gf doing a solo dance cover to“BOSS”

Lucas - long ass request with (G)-idle’s Soyeon, Park Jihoon, Mark and Kuanlin appearing

NCT :

NCT - reaction to their crush wanting to sleep with them in just shorts

NCT - as people I know part-1 (94-96 liners)

You’re on a road-trip with nct boss & ten

You’re close to Mark & Lucas

NCT 2018 mtl to date a 00'liner

NCT 2018 mtl to get pulled over for speeding

other members scenarios:

Renjun - Internet friends

Jaemin - Flower Shop worker AU!

Jaemin - Sunset

Haechan - High School AU!

Jaehyun - Unknown Crush

Jaehyun - Best Friends

Jaehyun - falling in love with Marks sister

Doyoung - Lawyer AU!

Johnny - Blind Date

Johnny - Poetry Slam

SENSIBLE/MATURE CONTENT:

Lucas - Sugar daddy

Lucas - a-z nsfw

Lucas - Sex with him

Lucas making out - end up with sex

Lucas - Stalker AU! Part 1

Lucas - Stalker AU! Part 2

Lucas - Stalker AU! Part 3

Lucas - Stalker AU! Part 4

Lucas - Stalker AU! Part 5

Lucas - finding out that his partner has self harm scars

Astrology content:

NCT/WAYV Mars signs that would be compatible with your Venus

#NCT #WAYV #nct 127 #nct 2018 #nct u #nct scenarios #lucas wong #yukhei #wongyukheinct masterlist #wayv scenarios #nct astrology #nct dream #wayv astrology

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qyuoza · 4 years

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Moirai (PJH)

Genre: Fluff, just pure fluff

AU: non idol au! high school au! childhood friends to lovers trope

Warnings: none

Summary: Y/N had just moved back home to Korea and started senior high school in the same school she went to for the last 5 years. She reunites with her childhood best friend Park Jihoon, and things flip upside down with their feelings.

Jihoon and Y/N have been friends since sixth grade, and it’s only obvious how close they are. They’re now in their last year of high school together, and haven’t had a single moment apart, despite their different friend groups. They were basically like two peas in a pod, both attached at the hip.

I had just come back from Japan about a month ago, and school immediately started right after I moved. My mom and I were the ones staying in Korea, while my dad was still in Japan for work. So while I was here for my last year, my mom just decided to let me stay in the same school I’ve been in since first grade.

Jihoon was coming over soon for the weekend, so I planned a really special activity for the both of us. I gathered all our memories from elementary to now, and made a whole special video dedicated to our friendship. I turned my room into a small theater too, with little fairy lights and a projector in front of my bedroom wall.

“Y/N come down! Jihoon’s already here!” My mom called from downstairs. Making sure that everything was all set, I immediately ran downstairs to greet my childhood best friend.

“Jihoon! My love I missed you!” I jumped on him as he caught me, laughing heartily. We let him in and I led him to my room to set down his bags, while my mom set the table downstairs.

“Wow, nothing’s changed in your room Y/N, but I do like your lights, it’s cute” Jihoon smiled, and I looked away.

“Thanks, I’ll be downstairs, get comfortable and come downstairs when you’re ready” I smiled back at him, and he nodded.

I went into the kitchen to help my mom set the table as we made small talk. “Mom, thank you so much for convincing dad to let Jihoon stay over. I really missed my best friend and I can’t thank you enough for that” I smiled at my mom.

She cooed at me and I giggled. “Of course, Y/N, I know how you feel towards Jihoon” my mom whispered, and I almost dropped the plate.

“But mom, I haven’t told anyone, not even Aiko” I whispered back. Before my mom could say anything else, Jihoon finally came downstairs.

“Jihoon! Why don’t you go take a seat, the food is almost ready” my mom said warmly. “Thank you auntie” Jihoon looked at me, and I nodded at him. He sat at the table as I followed suit.

“I’m relieved your dad allowed this, because honestly. I really, really wanted to spend time with you” Jihoon smiled shyly.

“Same here, I’m glad I’m finally back after being in Japan for a year” I smiled back at him, my cheeks turning pink. It was flustering because we both matured and looked different, Jihoon especially looked more attractive.

“Now Jihoon, do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him teasingly, even though it hurt. “Y/N, I’m too good for a girlfriend, and nobody has really caught my eye, so I was never really interested much” Jihoon said, and I felt a small sliver of hope.

“How about you? Had a boyfriend or anything?” Jihoon teased back, and I shook my head. Yes it’s true a lot of classmates of mine have tried to ask me out, but they just couldn’t reach the standard of my best friend.

“A lot of guys tried asking me out, but I was busy with my studies so I never really paid interest either” that was a lie, I just wanted Jihoon. Jihoon hummed as we continued eating dinner.

After dinner, we brushed our teeth and got comfortable in my room. Jihoon changed into his pajamas while I started setting up the projector. “Y/N, what’s all this?” Jihoon asked, as he jumped on my bed.

I was honestly comfortable on sharing a bed with him because we’ve been like this since sixth grade obviously. “I prepared this for our six year friendship anniversary” I smiled slyly, and turned on the projector.

“You ready? Don’t cry ok?” I joked, and Jihoon started fake crying. I hit his shoulder playfully and started the video.

The first video played and it was our first time hanging out together. We were roaming around the mall acting like idiots and doing stupid things. Next was our hangout during freshman year, we went ice skating with Junkyu and Hyunsuk.

Jihoon held my hand, but also tried to push me over while teasing me the whole time. One of the videos was of Hyunsuk filming us bickering across the rink as Junkyu laughed in the background, it made me so embarrassed while Jihoon just laughed at the video. The last video ended up hitting home way harder than expected and we both teared up a bit because of it.

It was a video of us hugging and leaving to the airport together, his parents took us to the airport, and we both held our hands tightly. Then, the hug, our last hug before I was gone for a year. After the last video, it was a slideshow of our pictures, and we both cried a lot. Suddenly, Jihoon turned to me.

“I love you so much Y/N” Jihoon said, his eyes glassed over. “I love you so much too Jihoon” I said, as I kissed him. What we didn’t realize was that this opened a new chapter of our relationship.

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svt-writers-club · 5 years

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... okay I lied. This is the last one heh. Ask games #5: 13,17 for Jicheol in Nanny AU

guys, just know that i literally beg soojin to send me asks so you guys should do her a favour and check out her blog if you’re caratarmy or just, also, have an obsession with jimin like most of the world (he’s not my bias but i too have a bit of an obsession with park jimin and that’s just a part of life)

#13: “Choose. Piggyback or princess carry.”

#17: “Dammit! I should’ve snapped a picture!”

It’s a week before the end of the summer holidays that Jihoon finally manages to get the whole Choi family together for a picnic at Han River. Between Seungcheol and Jisoo busying themselves with a new play, Wonwoo and his part-time job at the music shop (it had been a long argument between Seungcheol and Jihoon – between Seungcheol keeping his eldest son at home and pampered like the trust fund baby he is versus Jihoon’s practical views about teaching the young man the importance of earning his own money… and also getting Wonwoo out of the house sometimes so he can have his own personal time), Mingyu with his basketball team (a team he only joined to get closer to his new crush but ended up being pretty good at it) and Hansol with his piano lessons, it’s been hard to get all four Chois in the house at the same time.

Honestly, Jihoon is impressed he managed to pull it off. And he didn’t even pack any wine this time. (Jeonghan made a strong case for it, though, but Jihoon doubts there’ll be any shenanigans happening on this trip. It’s just a picnic, for god’s sake. What’s the worst that could happen?)

Well, not even Jihoon could have predicted that big dog bowling him over honestly.

When he says big dog, he means big. If he didn’t know better, he’d have thought it was actually a small horse that pounced on him and slobbered all over his new shirt. (It’s not like he bought the shirt just to impress Seungcheol or whatever – don’t be ridiculous. Lee Jihoon does not have the hots for his boss.)

“Oh my god – I’m so sorry!” the dog owner cries out. Running behind the wolf-dog is a guy that looks like he’s barely out of high school.

He’s half a head shorter than Jihoon, which is why he isn’t surprised she lost control of the beast. At this rate, he’s convinced it’s mostly wolf. His dog’s leash is dangling from his hand, the end of it frayed from where it had given under the veritable strength of the wolf-dog currently sitting on Jihoon’s ribcage.

“It’s fine,” he wants to say.

Instead, all he manages to come up with is a warbled, confused, “Eh?” He sounds vaguely like a beached whale.

“Holy shit,” someone laughs, somewhere above Jihoon’s head. He thinks it might be Jeonghan. Jeonghan, who’s laughing at him a little. Honestly, fuck Jeonghan.

“Dino, down!” the kid cries, physically lifting the wolf-dog off Jihoon’s chest. He’s a lot stronger than he looks, damn.

Finally, Jihoon feels like he can breathe normally, although his head feels fuzzy. The weight lifted off his chest is a relief, but it only brings all his aches and bruises in sharp relief.

“That’s a hell of a dog,” Jihoon croaks, sitting up gingerly.

The kid literally holding the wolfhound from slobbering all over Jihoon grins sheepishly. “She’s usually better behaved, but it’s been a week since I got to walk her…” The kid blinks, holding out a hand to help Jihoon up, because he’s still lying on the pavement like a dumbass. “I’m Chan.”

“Jihoon.” He bites back an amused smile. It’s not every day you meet a guy by having his dog run you over. “After-school walk, huh?”

“School?” Chan lets out a surprised laugh. “I’m thirty-two. I’m way over school.”

Jihoon flushes, trying his best not to sputter as he does a double take. In the loose jeans and hoodie, Chan looks like a regular college student. Maybe Jihoon spends way too much time around kids if he can’t even tell the difference between a teenager and someone who’s only five years younger than him.

He accepts the proffered hand. “You look a lot young – ack!”

Jihoon stumbles forward, almost bodily slamming into Chan as his ankle buckles under him. He’s lucky Chan is a lot stronger than he looks, or he’d be flat on the ground again.

“Are you okay?” Chan asks, lips pursed in worry as he steadies Jihoon.

“I’m…” Jihoon trails off as he gingerly applies weight on his right ankle. He lets out a hiss as pain travels up his leg. “Ah, fuck.”

Dino is an exceptionally good wolf-dog, because she doesn’t go around trying to tackle other unsuspecting characters. She does, however, sniff Jihoon’s ankle and proceed to cover her snout in shame. She even lets out a little whine. Cute little bastard.

“Puppy!” Hansol exclaims.

Jihoon turns and sure enough, there Hansol is, tugging on his dad’s hand impatiently.

And, of course, there Seungcheol is, looking stupidly handsome and – and concerned, in his denim shorts that show off muscled calves and a black t-shirt that clings to Seungcheol’s broad shoulders.

Jihoon definitely does not have a thing for his boss.

“That’s not a puppy. It’s bigger than you,” Mingyu sighs, all sassy and long-suffering at the age of sixteen. He eyes Jihoon critically, melted ice cream making sticky rivulets along his fingers as he holds out his ice cream.

Wonwoo meanders behind, his eyes covered by his expensive sunglasses so Jihoon can’t figure out what he’s thinking.

“Getting friendly with the dog walkers, hyung?” Wonwoo calls out, pulling his shades down low so Jihoon can see the disapproving look he’s shooting him.

“Don’t be rude, brat,” Jihoon retorts, but he feels a telltale heat creeping up his neck. He is inappropriately close to Chan – a literal stranger – but he really doesn’t want to faceplant on the pavement. (Especially not with Seungcheol watching…)

Jihoon turns to Jeonghan, but he has the brim of his cap over his eyes, arms crossed. He looks like he’s napping, which is pretty much the only time he’s not causing trouble. Jihoon could’ve sworn the butler was awake a minute ago, though…

“Are you okay?” Seungcheol asks, eyes flickering between Chan and Jihoon.

He has a hand on Jihoon’s elbow, almost possessively. It’s a strange feeling; Jihoon standing in the middle of Hangang Park with a strange man’s arm around his waist and his boss’ possessive hand on his elbow. Maybe he knocked his head on the way down.

“I’m fine,” Jihoon says. Unfortunately, he voids his statement by wincing when he attempts to put weight on his injured ankle.

“I think Jihoon-ssi might have hurt his ankle,” Chan pipes up. “I’d love to bring him to a clinic, but I have an, uh, an appointment to get to.” He shoots Jihoon a warm smile. “I’m really sorry about Dino. She usually only bowls over cute guys.”

Jihoon sputters at that, ears absolutely burning red as Chan winks at him before grabbing Dino by the collar and muscling the giant dog away. Jihoon’s just about to take a step towards that brat and shake his fist at him, but his ankle twitches and all he can manage to say is, “Oh, shit – ”

Before he can eat concrete, there’s a strong arm around his waist and his face is mashed into a broad chest. He swallows down a squeak, hands spread out in front of him so they’re resting on Seungcheol’s stomach.

Seungcheol, damn him, is grinning down at Jihoon with eyes that are honest-to-god sparkling. “Can’t have you falling for me now,” he jokes.

“I would never,” Jihoon sputters indignantly. His fingers curl into the soft fabric of Seungcheol’s shirt. He breathes in deeply (the scent of honey and expensive cologne teases his nose) and lets out a frustrated noise. “I don’t think I can walk.”

“You should kiss him better,” Jeonghan hollers.

Jihoon turns to shoot his friend a dark glare. Jeonghan clearly wasn’t napping; he just wanted to watch Jihoon make a complete and utter fool of himself.

“Jeonghan,” Seungcheol says sharply. There’s a pink blush spreading across his cheekbones and he can’t seem to look Jihoon in the eye.

It’s okay, Jihoon tells himself. He shouldn’t want Seungcheol to find him attractive anyway. He definitely does not want Seungcheol to find him attractive. Not even a little bit. (Maybe a little bit – just a smidge!)

“It’s okay,” Jihoon protests, pushing Seungcheol back even thought it’s actually really nice being in his arms. “I can just... hobble over to the first aid centre?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Seungcheol sighs, a fond smile playing on his pink lips. “I can walk you there.”

“I’m fine,” Jihoon insists stubbornly. He tries – stupidly – to walk on his bad ankle again and nearly goes down. It’s only Seungcheol’s proximity and Jihoon’s reflexes that saves him from a broken nose.

“Choose. Piggyback or princess carry.”

“Seungcheol-ssi!” Jihoon says hotly. His ears are definitely red. “I’m – that’s not – ”

“Princess carry it is, then.”

Jihoon doesn’t even have the time to kick up a proper protest before he’s swept off his feet. He lets out a yell, throwing his arms around Seungcheol’s neck just so he doesn’t go flying.

Their faces are unbearably close. Jihoon can make out every single individual hair on Seungcheol’s lashes. He’s probably breathing a little heavily onto Seungcheol’s face, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

Seungcheol actually has the gall to smirk. Jihoon’s tempted to throw himself into the river just to get away from his infuriatingly handsome boss.

“Well, if I’d known carrying you would make you a lot more agreeable, I’d have done it sooner.”

“If you try this again, I’ll chop you in the neck.”

Seungcheol chuckles, even though Jihoon is a hundred percent serious. As Seungcheol makes his way over to the first aid centre, Jihoon has to admit that the princess carry is a lot more comfortable than the piggyback.

“You’re a lot lighter than you imagined,” Seungcheol comments.

Jihoon shoots him a mulish look. “Are you telling me you think I’m fat?”

“I’m just wondering where you keep all that food you put away,” Seungcheol replies hastily, stumbling over his words a little.

“You’ll never know,” Jihoon sniffs. He definitely doesn’t try and burrow closer. (Savour it while it lasts, a voice that sounds suspiciously like Soonyoung whispers in his mind. It’s still not a crush, though. Nope, definitely not.)

“Dammit!” Jeonghan says five minutes later, covering Hansol’s ears. “I should’ve snapped a picture!”

Wonwoo sighs heavily. “Hyung,” he says gravely, “you’re a dumbass.”

Feel free to ask me more of these ship asks here!

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treasuredays · 4 years

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hi!! can i request 20 + 23 + 26 with jihoons kids (any of them/or all if you wish im fine with!!) thank you and i really love your writings their adorable<33

Dahee = 4 / Gunhoo = 2 / Jiho = fetus (5 months)

“Merry Christmas, motherfuckers!” Gunhoo shouted.

Jihoon awoke with a start, “Gunhoo. What did you just say?”

“Merry Christmas,” he smiled innocently.

“I heard the bad word as well, bud,” Jihoon sighed, laying back down and yawning.

“Huh?” you hummed, sitting up sleepily.

“Father Christmas is mum and dad, I saw it last night!” Dahee shouted, running from her bedroom, all around the upstairs.

“Father Christmas isn’t real?” Gunhoo asked, turning to look at his sister.

“Dahee!” you scolded.

“Can you guys just stop. Just for one day?” Jihoon groaned.

You laughed, laying back down as Gunhoo and Dahee jumped on the end of your bed.

“Ji. Is that mistletoe?” you asked, tilting your head to look at the plant hanging above you.

Jihoon chuckled, smirking as he looked at you, “yeah.”

“Can you stop?!” you laughed, “we’re stopping at three!”

“Are we finally getting a little sister?” Dahee asked.

“We don’t know yet, darl—”

“Actually, Mummy knows,” you chuckled, “how about it? Christmas surprise?”

“Do you actually know?” Jihoon gasped, “oh my god it’s too early.”

“We’re having a boy!”

“No!” Dahee groaned.

Gunhoo giggled, “presents now?”

Jihoon laughed, flopping back on the pillows, “I’ve only just woken up and I’m already tired.”

#anon request📮#treasure blurbs #treasure fluff #park jihoon blurbs #park jihoon fluff #dad!treasure #dad!park jihoon #dad!jihoon #dad!au #dad!series #treasure kids #park dahee #park gunhoo #park jiho

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svtskneecaps · 6 years

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Walls Could Talk Part 1 ~ handsome student

(Seventeen Fic, Superpower! Non-Idol! High school! AU)

You’re just a high school kid trying to survive your senior year. Seems simple enough. Problem is, you landed a major crush on a good looking transfer student, and unfortunately, the both of you are hiding some abilities that are a bit less than normal, and there’s a ghost you thought you buried in your past that’s rearing his ugly head. So… maybe this won’t be as easy as you were hoping.

((Optional Main Cast Introduction))

You were not a tutor.

You were very afraid to take matters in your own hands and accidentally do things the wrong way. You were even more afraid to take matters in your own hands and accidentally teach someone to do something wrong. You were absolutely terrified to screw someone else over because you weren’t smart enough.

Working with the English Language Learners was different. English was a strong suit of yours. You’d grown up speaking the damn language, you knew what you were doing. It just came naturally; you didn’t even have to pay attention to get it. And besides, you were just a student assist there, not the freaking teacher! You just sat there and acted as a second opinion if asked and occasionally woke Jihoon when the over exhausted junior passed out on his desk again.

But this? This was different. This was new. You didn’t like it, not a bit, but also, you needed service hours and your teacher practically begged you to tutor this struggling student, so you’d signed up. Just because you adored that teacher and wanted to help her out because she was new and had a bunch of classes filled with those kinds of kids who were incapable of shutting their mouths.

Your math classes usually were. It was infuriating. You were almost shocked you were even able to pass the class yourself.

Oh shoot, you were complaining again. You hated it when you did that. Rambled off on the same shit over and over and no one shut you up. Purely out of habit you reached for your phone, maybe to text a friend, get some moral support-

You halted the motion. You forgot, you’d purged everyone from your phone and changed your number. You had three contacts now: your mom, your dad, and your grandparents, and you couldn’t text your online friend on school internet. No support was coming.

You’d been waiting in the math classroom for about fifteen minutes. Your teacher said you’d all meet there right after school. Either she’d been lying or you had gotten the room number wrong. You checked your email for the millionth time, rechecking the room number to make absolutely certain you were in the right spot. Really, none of this was helping with the backflips your internal organs were doing. You were going to be a professional gymnast by the time they showed up.

The math teacher entered the room twenty nine minutes and thirty two seconds after she said she would be there, according to the clock on the wall. “Sorry, one of my students stayed behind to take a quiz!”

“It’s fine,” you said almost automatically.

“Where’s Jun? I sent him down ahead of me.”

“Maybe he got lost?” you offered, sincerely hoping it wasn’t the Jun you were thinking of, because if it was, you were in need of a cliff. Nothing against him, just you were highly intimidated and weren��t sure how you could handle teaching him the weird math stuff like the unit circle or anti derivatives or something equally bananas.

Shoot, you got distracted. What was she saying?

“Oh, Jun!”

Shit.

So. . . you were right. It was Junhui Wen you were going to be tutoring. The really intimidating guy from sixth period ELL.

You were gonna implode.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said sheepishly (with that infuriatingly attractive accent of his, like could you get any more cliché but you absolutely loved accents and his was so cute). “I guess I didn’t understand the room number.”

“That’s okay, you’re here now,” your teacher said encouragingly. You did a mental sweep of your body, trying to make sure you weren’t visibly freaking out. Inside was enough. “Jun, this is Y/N. Y/N, Jun.”

You forced an uncertain smile and a quiet greeting. He beamed at you.

Jesus Christ, you were going to combust.

“I’ll leave you two to set up a schedule.” The teacher ducked out. No don’t go, I’ll straight up pass. . . . . Away.

You shifted awkwardly, even more afraid now that the adult was gone. Because of course you were. Time to fall back on your best excuse.

“My ride is actually here, and I don’t really want to keep them waiting,” you said. “Can we exchange numbers or something and maybe text tonight to set something up?”

“That’s fine!”

At least he was enthusiastic. You handed him your phone, trusting him to input his number as you input your own. You just titled the contact with your name. No need to be extravagant, even though you had all sorts of extravagant names. ‘Probably not captain america’ was your current personal favorite. Last week you’d had the sudden urge to change it to ‘extremely judgmental hat’. It wasn’t particularly funny, but it amused you.

You heard Jun laugh and your face caught fire. Did he see your contact names? Oh god, you forgot your dad’s contact was ‘overlarge lumberjack’. Did he know what that meant? Oh god. You had the sudden urge to hide yourself in a sweatshirt, but it was too hot for those still. Your short sleeved shirt didn’t exactly leave you much room to bury yourself.

He handed you your phone back, and you pocketed it, thinking that if he commented on how red your face definitely was you were going to blame it on a rare genetic condition and spew some sciency sounding words, like deoxyribonucleic acid and supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. “I’ll text you tonight then?” you said, as though your brain wasn’t essentially that Spongebob gif where everything’s on fire.

“Yeah.”

You beat a hasty retreat, slinging your things into the backseat of your car and not truly relaxing until you pulled out of the parking lot, resting your head on the steering wheel at a particularly long red light. Technically you hadn’t lied to him, you reasoned. Being your own ride, you hadn’t lied when you said your ride was there, and you didn’t want to keep yourself waiting because your mind would eat you alive if you did you had homework you needed to do, but it still wasn’t quite the truth. Not a lie, a misleading truth, you reasoned.

But maybe that was just as bad.

The memory of your anxious words resonated through your skull, every little falter, every slightly off pitch, every piece of intonation. You groaned, the only thing keeping you from slamming your head into the steering wheel of your car being the knowledge that she would complain about it until the end of time itself. That was unusual for a car, but not for Wendy, evidently.

“Bad day?” her metallic voice rang in your ears.

“You could call it that.”

You were long unfazed by objects talking to you. Actually, you’d never been fazed. It took you seven years to realize it wasn’t something everyone could do, which was about two years too long.

The car huffed, a puff of exhaust rising behind you like an exhale. “Was it Derek? Tell me it wasn’t Derek. No, tell me it was. I’ve got a couple things I’d like to do to him.” Her engine revved threateningly.

“Not Derek, don’t worry. Just the guy I’m going to tutor. It’s stressing me out a little.”

“Is he like Derek? Do you need me to run him over for you?”

“No no no, he’s nice,” you hastily reassured her. “I mean, I think so anyway.” You’d thought Derek was nice too.

“Green light,” the car warned. You looked up and refocused on driving as the car continued speaking. “You just say the word and I’ll get him, sweetheart. I ain’t about to let another Derek get within ten miles of hurting my baby girl.”

“Me either,” you mumbled. Never again.

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Sorry about the shoddy formatting on the pics n whatever. I fiddled with the html but it didn’t do jack so idk what to do.

Anyway, update schedule’s the same as Stop Loving (my previous text story; a Choi Seungcheol Hanahaki AU if that sounds interesting). Next update should come between Thursday, January 24 and Saturday, January 26.

#seventeen #wen junhui #seventeen au #wen junhui au #junhui #seventeen scenario #wen junhui scenario #wen junhui imagines #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #wen junhui fluff #seventeen angst #wen junhui angst #i refuse to be subtle about the pairing in the tags

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helloskbitrash · 5 years

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...This is something I haven’t done in a while...but I found a story I wrote a long time ago, back when I was actually writing aus for this blog, and have decided that after a bit of very light editing for spelling/grammar mistakes that were super obvious I am going to post it...........So here it is.....

Its not anything special and it’s over a year old so pls be nice

Dreams, that’s how this all started. A stupid dream dreamt by a stupid boy.

“Mommy, can we go visit Nana?” I asked, I wasn’t older than five when I began constantly asking my mother if we could visit my grandmother in Seoul, South Korea. I loved Seoul when I was younger. This love grew into an obsession as time went on. I can’t remember why I loved Seoul, I never made any friends when we were there. I was constantly made fun of because I didn’t look asian but my parents did. I didn’t know I was adopted at the time but that doesn’t matter.

“No,” Mom would say back for the twentieth time that day. “Nana is very busy and you have school.”

“I don’t wanna go to school,” I would fire back. This would be the hourly routine until summer break. My parents hated it especially when I got my siblings in on it. As I got older I started to take a liking to the music of Korea. My next door neighbor did too. We had been friends since my family moved in. He was the only real friend I had other than my siblings.

“What do you mean?” Tears were spilling down my cheeks. I couldn’t look him in the eye. We were 18, getting ready to head to college or so I thought.

“I’m moving to Seoul to start training,” He reached toward me to pull me into a hug.

“No, Josh, I don’t want your hug.” I pull back and shake his hand off me. We stand there in silence as I cry.

“I’m so-”

“Don’t apologize.”

“Aria, pl-”

“What part of ‘don’t apologize’ do you not understand?” I sigh and wipe the tears from my eyes. “Josh, we promised to go to the same school until we both graduated college. Did you forget that promise?” I wait for a reply that never comes. “Whatever, go to Seoul, train, become an idol, I don’t care what you do anymore. Just promise me one thing, Josh.”

“Anything.”

“Forget me, forget everything I’ve ever said to you, every promise we’ve ever made. Forget us,” I quickly turn and run to my house. I won’t let him see me cry anymore. It’s his stupid dream, he should live it without me holding him back.

~~~

Dragons, something I never would have thought about before college. I hated fantasy and legends, but college changed that. I never graduated but I went long enough to develop this new obsession. I would draw and paint dragons everyday. I sold some of my works to pay my parents. I couldn’t afford to live anywhere else. We still lived next to Josh’s parents. I avoided them as much as possible but there was always Sunday. Mom and Dad would invite the Hongs over for lunch after church. I would always hear about how Josh was doing. I hated hearing of his group, Seventeen. I began writing songs soon after my first Sunday back. As much as I wanted to fool myself into thinking I didn’t miss him there was still the hurt. He broke the promise we made to each other but most of all he broke my heart.

One Sunday the Hongs didn’t come over for lunch. Mom told me they were going over to the Hong’s house and I had to come with. My younger sister, Erin, had to go as well so i figured it wouldn’t be too bad. I took my notebook with me, planning to ignore everyone and write a few lyrics.

Sunday lunch at the Hong’s house was no different than at my parents, except Josh was visiting. I avoided talking to him I wouldn’t even look at him. I stayed quiet until he excused himself to make a Skype call. I excused myself as well and followed him. The voices I heard surprised me. I expected him to have called a girl but there were many male voices coming from the room. I didn’t stay long enough to hear what they were saying, nor did I want to try out my rusty Korean.

~~~

After Josh went back to Seoul, I developed an addiction. I wasn’t addicted to any drug, I was addicted to music. I spent all my time writing, composing, singing and dancing to music. I listened to Seventeen religiously; learned every dance. I found a way to stop the pain I felt from him leaving. There was one thing that bothered me, had he kept the promise from that last day? It seemed like he did when he visited.

Erin would talk to him regularly. I would listen to their conversations. I never heard my name mentioned, but I had to know. I missed him too much. I began to not eat, too engrossed in my addiction to pay any mind to basic needs like food and sleep. The signs showed, my cheeks hollowed, my eyes grew dark, I thinned. Erin noticed, she took care of me. Brought me food when I wouldn’t leave my room, made me sleep when I couldn’t write. I stopped listening to her conversations with Josh. Slowly, as she cared for me, I began to forget. I went back to my dragons.

~~~

Fog clouded my mind when Mom sent me to live with Nana. Mom told me some entertainment company in Seoul wanted me to help one of their groups write their songs. I had almost forgotten about Josh and Seventeen when I walked into the Pledis building. I was introduced to the composer I would be working with. He wasn’t much taller than me and had a cute face. I introduced myself to him the way Nana had taught me when I was younger. I had been practicing my Korean again and would say I had regained my fluency.

The man introduced himself as Lee Jihoon, but told me to call him Woozi. The name seemed familiar to me but due to the fog in my mind I couldn’t place him. He showed me to the practice room he shared with his group. All twelve of the others were there practicing a new dance. When Woozi and I walked in they stopped and faced us. One by one they introduced themselves, except for one. He stared at me, eyes wide and mouth open. Tears filled his eyes as I slowly recognized him.

“Josh,” the name quietly escaped my lips as I ran to him. We hugged for the first time in years. I felt him bury his face in my neck as we hugged. I cried, I tried to hold back but the relief of seeing him and knowing he hadn’t kept the promise broke me.

“I missed you,” he whispered against my skin. I pulled out of the hug enough to see his face. Tears were streaming down his face as well as mine. We only broke apart when someone cleared their throat behind me.

“You two know each other?” Vernon asked. The other twelve looked utterly confused at Josh and I.

“We were friends back in LA,” Josh said.

“Wait, this is the girl you said broke your heart before you moved here?” This time it was Jeonghan to speak.

“She’s prettier than you said,” Jun mumbled. He didn’t expect anyone to hear him.

“Jun, could you tone it down for two minutes?” Josh asks while pulling me closer. I smile and look down, I really missed this.

“Hey, we can get to know Aria more later,” S.Coups says as he stares at the others. “We all have a dance to learn.”

~~~

Dread fills me as the boys get ready to go on stage. This is the first performance of the song I helped write. My mind is filled with questions each one making me more anxious than the last.

“Relax, Aria,” Vernon whispers as he places a hand on my arm. I look up at him and smile.

“I can’t help but worry. Unlike you and the others I don’t have a reason to hide it,” I look down at my hands trying to stop them from shaking. Hands then snake around my waist and a chin in placed on my shoulder. I stiffen slightly, still not used to the skinship.

“The Carats are going to love the song,” Jun murmurs so only I can hear. His low comforting voice helps me relax a bit and I lean my head back. I look over to Josh who is glaring at Jun and giggle a bit. “See, I can always make you smile genuinely.”

“I didn’t giggle at you, Jun,” I pull away from him and turn to face him. “Josh just looked like he was going to kill you.”

“And you thought that was funny?” Jun pouts and crosses his arms.

“Jun, we gotta go on stage,” Hoshi calls Jun before following the rest of the boys. I motion for him to go and give him the sign for ‘I love you’ in ASL. He signs it back to me before running on stage with the rest of the boys.

~~~

Fear courses through me. He said he has a crush on me while live. He told millions of fans he likes the producer who helps them. The fans don’t see me often. They don’t know me like they know the boys. Fans don’t treat the girlfriends of their idols well. They send hate and horrible things to the people they think might take their idols away.

I begin shaking while stood next to one of the boys’ managers. I can’t believe he would let that slip. I’ve known he likes me for years but I didn’t think he would ever say it in front of others.

“Don’t worry, the company will treat you like one of the idols. We will do our best to protect you.” The manage whispers into my ear. I nod in response not trusting my voice at this moment.

~~~

Jewelry. A simple necklace now and a promise of an expensive ring later. Josh and I started dating almost 3 years ago today and he bought me a heart lock necklace. Once it’s around my neck he pulls out his matching necklace: a heart key. Seventeen had just finished their most recent world tour and Josh promised to spend every second of the break they got with me. The past three years have been the best of my life.

“Two more years and I’ll be yours forever.” Josh says, his smile never leaving his lips. “Two more years then I can ask you to be my wife.”

“Why not just ask now? We want to spend our lives together so why wait?” I grab onto his hand to pull him toward the door. We are supposed to be in the park for a picnic but he’s been dallying for a while.

“I remember making a promise 13 years ago that if we dated I would wait five years before I asked you to marry me.”

“Josh, I am giving you permission to break that promise.” I stop us long enough to pull him down into a kiss. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

~~~

Coffee shops are our favorite place for dates. We can get a small table at the back of the shop and just sit there. I usually bring my laptop with me so I can work in our silences. Josh helps me sometimes but mostly he just stares at me as I work. We’ve been married for 2 years now and there hasn’t been a single regret yet.

“What do you think about kids?” Josh asks out of the blue one day.

“I think it’s about time we have one,” I say back.

“Next break I get we’re going to try our hardest.” He smiles and lifts my chin so I have to look away from my computer.

“You know we have to adopt.”

“That doesn’t mean we can’t forget for a bit and try.”

Conversation drops then and we just smile at each other for the remaining hour we stay at the shop.

~~~

“Stars are infinite in the universe and if you were to try to count them all it still wouldn’t add up to how much I love you.” Josh whispers one night after he gets home. It was late and I had gone to bed already but woke up when he entered the house. A sleepy smile appears on my lips as he crawls into bed and cuddles up next to me. We fall asleep in each others arms.

~~~

Hand holding never gets old. Josh loves to grab onto my hand when we go through the crowds that gather outside any building Seventeen has a schedule at. I’ve become a stay at home wife, spending my time crafting things for the fans. Special little gifts that the boys add a personal touch to once I’m done. Josh helps on his breaks, or sits me in his lap so he can hold my hands in his as I work and he practices his parts of songs.

~~~

Insults are one thing when they come from anonymous people online they’re different when they come out of the mouth of the person you trust most.

“I should have kept that promise. I should have forgotten you!” Josh yells through the bathroom door. “Would have made my life so much easier!”

The tears don’t stop. I resign myself to packing my things and leaving while he’s at practice the next day. After all, he’s right, his life would be easier without me.

~~~

It takes one spark to start a fire that destroys everything. Josh sent that spark into the waiting bonfire and now there is no stopping the flames. My heart burns for the way things used to be. Wants to go back to the days in LA before he decided to come to Korea. Before our first real fight.

There’s no going back though. The fire has destroyed what we once had. Josh moved back in with some of the boys and left the house to me. It’s too big for one person. The halls are too quiet for me so I fill them with the sounds of my sobs.

~~~

Josh never collected his things and I never touched them. I like the small reminders of him. I miss him everyday even now years after he left. The fans seemed to have forgotten me and I lost all contact with the rest of the boys when he left.

~~~

The bed still feel empty. I sleep on Josh’s side of the bed most nights. I’ve been watching the news like I used to before I came to Korea. I saw that Josh remarried and is happy with a couple kids. I’m happy he was able to move on.

~~~

Alone is how I live the rest of my life. I never date again. I spend my days obsessing over Seventeen like before until the day there is a knock on my door with a teary eyed Josh and two crying children on the other side.

#fanfic #Seventeen #Josh #OC #Idk why I wrote this

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prettywordsyouleft · 6 years

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Wanna One Masterlist

Here are all my fictions, drabbles, scenarios and requested pieces I’ve written so far for Wanna One. All drabbles are 500 words or less. All fictions are first under each name.

[Main Masterlist] | [Request Guidelines]

Key: [M] mature content - [D] Drabble - [Sc] Scenarios - ☆ Author’s Favourite

series;

Minhyun - Proposal Series: Don’t Take it Off // Lost and Found // Change The Date // A Dramatic Start

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Daniel university mini-series: Eyes for You // Eyes for Him

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wanna one different kisses;

Jisung // Sungwoon // Minhyun // Seongwoo // Jaehwan // Daniel // Jihoon // Woojin // Jinyoung // Daehwi

group;

Anniversary - fluff

The Lie - crack

It’s Christmas - bittersweet fluff / Christmas au

Maknae Line when s/o gets flustered with affections [Sc] - reaction

jisung;

Special Treatment - fluff

Finally - fluff

Never Let Go [D]

sungwoon;

Striped Shirt [D]

Aren’t I Yours? [D]

minhyun;

Breaking Free - royal au / fluff ☆

Maybe I Need You - fluff

Couldn’t Wait [M]

I Thought I Hated You - enemies to lovers / roommates au / fluff

Lost Love - angst / fluff

Healing -doctor au / fluff

Perfect - fluff

Banish - vampire au, fluff

Broken Baby - fluff

Your Oppa - jealous! Minhyun / fluff

Saviour - vampire au

Symptoms - pregnancy au / fluff ☆

Our Christmas: Meeting - christmas au / cliche fluff ☆

Radiant - fluff

Dream Girl - friends to lovers / angst / fluff ☆

Life Lessons - teacher au / parent au / fluff

Defining Roles - teacher au / parent au / fluff - sequel to Life Lessons

Cleaning Dates [Sc]

We Got Married with Hwang Minhyun [Sc]

Working out with Hwang Minhyun [Sc]

Moonlight Gift [D]

A Simple Question [D]

Together [D]

seongwoo;

Imagining Him - angst / fluff

Eat With Me? - fluff

Unbalanced - angst

Rescue - fluff

Torment - vampire au / fluff

Blinded [M] - angst / romance / mature ☆

Alliance - ft. Minhyun - college au / angst / fluff ☆

Call the Shots - romance

Baking with Ong Seongwoo [Sc]

Domestic! Seongwoo [Sc]

Movie Night [D]

Photos [D]

jaehwan;

His Vocal Promise - fluff

Modern Day Fairytale - angst / fluff / friends to lovers / university au ☆

Fake Date - friends to lovers / fluff ☆

Not Thinking - fluff

Christmas Carols - christmas au / fluff

Warming Up - romance / suggestive

Boyfriend! Jaehwan [Sc]

Song Play [D]

Delicious [D][M]

daniel;

One Day - fluff

Let’s Have A Baby - fluff

Mission - mafia/gang au / fluff

Soar - fluff

Wolfed Out - werewolf au / fluff / comedy ☆

Birthday Boy - fluff / dad au

Santa, Baby! - christmas au / fluff ☆

Test of Love - fluff

Working out with Kang Daniel [Sc]

Domestic! Daniel [Sc]

Boyfriend! Daniel [Sc]

Dad! Daniel A-Z [Sc]

Best Seat In The House [D]

jihoon;

Not What He Had Planned - fluff

Always - fluff

Jealousy - fluff

Don’t Forget Me! - fluff

Boyfriend! Jihoon [Sc]

Worse Than A Wink [D]

Always Here [D]

woojin;

Within His Heart - royal au / periodic / fluff

Worth the Wait - fluff

The Secret Between Us - ft Jihoon - royal au / angst / fluff

Performance - fluff

Romance On The Ice [D]

jinyoung;

I Like You - fluff

Desk Swap - school au / fluff

Ranking - enemies to lovers au / high school au ☆

daehwi;

Enchanted - royal au / fluff ☆

Sleepover - friends to lovers / fluff

Flower - fluff

Secret Santa - christmas au / fluff

Be Mine - fluff

Boys and Girls - fluff / university au

The Distance [D]

Nightmare [D]

guanlin;

Do You Not Remember Me? - royal au / fluff ☆

Amusement Park - fluff

Boyfriend! Guanlin [Sc]

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goodnightkisseu · 6 years

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Yoon Jisung - Confidant

Requested By: @prettywordsyouleft (“ HELLOOOO! <3 I have waited for this day, heh. I would LOVE to request something fluffy with Jisung. I don't mind if it has some angst in it, but I want a happy ending BECAUSE YOON LEADER DESERVES ALL THE HAPPINESS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. ”)

Genre: Angst/Fluff (tbh it’s just a lot of drama cuz I’m dramatic af)

Note: So I know that Chelle had asked for fluff and this isn’t exactly fluff, but it was a story that I really wanted to tell for Jisung ;___; This story takes place in the same Mafia!au world as my Jihoon ‘Runaway’ fic so if you would like a bit more background on some of the parts that mention Jihoon, I would suggest checking that out! I’ll link it in the reblog. This world is actually one that I’ve been thinking of building out, so I may end up writing more mafia!au ones that take place in the same universe? Not sure yet. It’s a bit of a dramatic piece, but I hope that everyone enjoys it! As always, please feel free to let me know what you think.

More drabbles next week so please stay tuned!

Enjoy~

Also, because of the situation with tumblr links, please check my bio for links to my masterlist~

- goodnightkisseu’s admin / ashley <3

“Sir, we’re here,” the deep voice said from behind the steering wheel. His look was ominous, one that you would not want to cross your path. Normally Jisung would drive himself to the places he needed to go, but with the rising threats to Jihoon’s family and their syndicate as a whole, everyone was now traveling with details, even his own right-hand man. Still, Jisung couldn’t let a threat stop him from his daily schedule. So here he was, a bit after nine in the morning, at a small coffee shop. It was almost like clockwork. He was a little late, now that he wasn’t driving himself. It was a bit out of the way given where the syndicate was located, but Jisung was willing to go a little out of his way for a good cup of coffee, and more.

“Would you like anything?” Jisung inquired, but the man driving the car formally told him that it wasn’t necessary. With a small nod, the male exited the car and headed into the rather vacant coffee shop. Jisung particularly liked going at this hour as the morning rush was over, yet it was still before the lunch rush. The coffee shop was calm at this time, and that allowed him to be leisurely.

“Wel –” the barista behind the counter started, but as soon as she recognized him, a giant smile grew on her features. “Oh! Jisung! It’s good to see you this morning!”

Jisung returned your smile with a kind one of his own as he approached the counter. “I’m a little later than usual. Sorry about that,” he apologized, but all you did was shake your head.

“No, it’s really alright! So I guess someone else took you today?” you inquired as you started on his usual order.

Jisung couldn’t help but chuckle. “Oh, so you know what car I drive?” he retorted, watching as you seemed to freeze up, which only made him laugh even harder. “Don’t worry. I figured you would. The parking lot is pretty visible. A… friend drove me today,” he explained nonchalantly.

You nodded in understanding, still a bit embarrassed that you said too much. You couldn’t help it. You enjoyed his company and always anticipated his next visit. To say that you had a small crush was… an understatement. “Did your friend want anything?”

Jisung’s eyes locked with yours over the espresso machine. “No, he said he was fine. But enough about my friend. How have things been for you? Is business better now? What about the new apartment?”

A smile spread on your features and you were inwardly glad that the topic had shifted. “Now that the holidays are over, things have definitely picked up. And the new apartment is nice, but still a bit empty. It’s going to need some work,” you explained sheepishly. “And things with you?” you asked as you finished up his drink, placing a lid and a sleeve on it.

“The same as always,” he replied vaguely, but with a smile that often made you forget that he never truly answered any of your questions when it came to his profession. “Thank you for the coffee. I hope you have a wonderful day and I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said and you nodded, watching him walk out moments after he arrived. These meetings always felt so short.

Visiting you at the coffee shop had been part of Jisung’s routine for about four months now. He had come in at first, saying that he was new to the area and that this coffee shop was nearby. He then started to arrive more often, and in no time, he was here every morning. What started off as a favor… honestly became his favorite part of the day.

Jisung had known your mother. She worked as an intelligence analyst for the Park family, and Jisung had often interfaced with her when he was putting together his reports or even just checking on possible threats that could have been coming for Jihoon. On a couple of occasions, she had mentioned that she had a daughter and about how hard it had been to raise you without you finding out what she did. She admitted that she was proud of you though, of how independent you had become and she couldn’t have asked for anything more.

However, your mother was gravely ill, and on her deathbed, possibly from having confided in Jisung so much over the years, she asked him to take care of you. She feared that your father, a lowly broker, would try to bring you into his life, and that had been something she had tried to prevent for years. So, Jisung promised her that he would check on you.

But over time, he grew fond of you. He enjoyed your company, hearing about your day and the things that happened throughout it. He was happy that, from time to time, like with your recent move, that he could help you out, be someone that you can talk to. A friendship bloomed from this promise, though he knew it was more than that. It wasn’t a feeling he felt like he had a right to act on, however, so for the time being, it would stay a friendship…

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Your days always started off quite well. Seeing Jisung every morning, even on days when you were having a hard time, always made the day better. However, your pleasant day all came crashing down that evening. As you were closing up, a figure slipped into the coffee shop, and just as you were about to make a mad dash for the back room, it called out to you, the voice familiar. It was one you hadn’t heard in many years and one that you hoped you would never hear again.

It was your father.

Honestly, you didn’t know much about your father growing up. You had a feeling that your mother had always been a bit tight-lipped when it came to him. That being said, that did not mean that you wanted him here, either. He hadn’t been there for you while you were growing up, and from what your mother had said, he also wasn’t a great person either. You still remembered the time he forgot to pick you up from grade school. All of the other kids had already left… and you were just… there, waiting. So you didn’t have very fond memories of him, to say the least.

“Oh, my beautiful girl, you’ve grown up so much,” he said pleasantly, reaching in for a hug, but you stopped him.

“Why are you here?” you asked as sternly as you could.

Your father stopped mid-motion and moved to stand up straight again. Yeah, he supposed he couldn’t just come in here like a father again. “Sweetie, I’m here to tell you that you’re in danger. Someone has been keeping a close eye on your for months now and you didn’t even know.”

You gave him a quizzical look. Someone had been watching you? Your father must have been mistaken. You worked at a coffee shop. Your life was boring and mundane. Why would anyone be watching you? “Look, dad, if you’re just going to make up stories, I don’t have time for that. If you just need money then I can –”

“I don’t need money! I have so much money!” your father exclaimed, watching as you backed away from him. Alright, that wasn’t exactly his best move but he was getting impatient. He needed to get you on his side and he needed to get out of here quick before he was spotted. “Look, sweetie, I’m sure that the lie that your mother told you was that I was a broke good-for-nothing and that was why she left me, but it’s far more complicated than that. I’m not the bad guy. The people that are watching you are.”

He wasn’t… broke? Your mother had told you that your father had a problem, but now that you were seeing him, you supposed that he actually looked rather put together. A little frantic, but he was still dressed nicely. Though you knew you would regret it, you had to ask him. “What… what do you mean…” you said slowly.

With that simple question, your father knew that he had piqued your interest and it was time to tell you the truth… well, his version of the truth. He told you of how your mother and he really met, that the two of you them worked in the seedy underbelly of society. He told you of his broker work and your mother’s work as an analyst. He knew it would be shocking to you, that it would sound like a lie, but he reassured you that this was why you never heard about what your parents did in their everyday life.

The more your father spoke of his work with crime families as well as your mother’s work, a lot of things became clearer. You got vague answers from your mother whenever you asked what she did for a living, and in hindsight, there was no way that your family could afford that home if she were just an office worker. It seemed like life hadn’t been kind to your father as he didn’t have an affiliation of his own, and you felt a bit bad. Yet, as your brain was catching up to what your father was telling you, about how your mother had to keep you away from him because of her ties to a certain crime family, you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach.

He continued on about how this crime family had been threatening him, to keep him away from you all this time. “And that’s why I’m here now sweetie. I’m here to get you out of that family’s grasp and back by my side. I want to protect you myself,” your father urged.

“Look, dad, what you say might be true, but all I do is work in a coffee shop. There’s no way they would –”

“But honey, they would use you! They would use you against me!” your father explained as he grasped both of your hands in his. “Don’t you see, they’ve already started and you haven’t even asked questions yet!”

“What do you mean, ‘they’ve already started’?” you inquired, that feeling in your stomach making you sicker by the minute.

“That man, Jisung! The one that comes here every morning. Did you never think it was strange that he just showed up one day at your store? That man is the right-hand to the Park family’s heir. That was the family your mother was working for and after she passed, they’ve been keeping tabs on you. They’ve been keeping me away because they want to use you against me, to make me work for them!”

At that moment his words made you nauseous. You weren’t sure if you fully believed him, but there was one thing that was for sure. Jisung wasn’t the person he said he was, and your perfect image of him shattered into pieces…

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Jisung wasn’t sure that he had ever moved so quickly in his life. When he received a text from you that night, almost well after midnight, to meet you at the coffee shop, he felt his heart sink. He had given you his number in case of emergencies but never thought that you would use it. To see that text from you, to be a place that you shouldn’t have been so late at night, he worried. So, without his driver and against every precaution he generally took, he went straight to you.

The coffee shop that was normally dark at this hour was lit, the lights illuminating everything to Jisung before he even got out of his car. Presumably, there was no one else there, and with caution, he entered. He saw you immediately, seated at one of the many tables and as soon as he entered, you stood up. “Hey,” he started slowly, “I got your message. Is everything alright?”

“We need to talk,” you said flatly. After your father left, you didn’t quite have it in you to head home. Your mind was racing with all of this new information and you felt like you had to sort through it all before you could head back. Though nothing really made sense, there were a couple of things that you did know. One, your mother had likely been lying to you for most of your life. Two was that Jisung showing up all of a sudden was a bit suspicious. And upon thinking about how you felt about Jisung now that you knew a bit more about the situation, you knew that you had to get straight to the truth. No more lies. You couldn’t take them anymore.

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Jisung asked. This all still felt very strange to him. Though he didn’t feel the presence of another person, this situation didn’t feel right.

“Something did. I saw my father again,” you said, eyes watching as Jisung grew rather stiff at your words. “I didn’t know what he was doing here at first. I honestly never thought I would see him again, but he showed up, spinning this story about the truth of my mother? He told me about how she, apparently, worked for a crime syndicate. He mentioned that with her gone, that her boss would try to use me against him. Does any of this sound familiar?”

A short sigh left his lips as he called your name. Jisung didn’t think that this would happen so soon. He was hoping that he would have more time to get to know you, to build your trust. Yet it seemed like your father had other plans. He was making a power move. For what, Jisung couldn’t be sure. “Look, this entire situation is far more complicated than you could ever believe. Your father, that man, he isn’t who he says he is…”

A scoff left your lips, signaling to Jisung that he likely said the wrong thing. “Oh, and you are? Tell me, Jisung, do you really work for a company like you say you do, or is that company just a coverup for one of the biggest crime families in the country. Yes, my father told me about you, the right-hand of the Park family. I looked you up. There’s no work history for you than at a company that is run by Park Jihoon and his family. You’ve been there since you were eighteen. How does one get a job, a high-level job, at one of the biggest companies in the country with no experience?” you countered, your anger starting to seep out. You were just so fed up with all of it. The more you thought about it, the angrier you got. No one in your life had been truthful to you, and it was painful.

Well, you got him there. “Alright. I wasn’t exactly who I said I was either, but I am trying to keep you safe,” he reasoned. His answer seemed to surprise you. It seemed like you weren’t quite ready for him to be so calm about all of this. It was just how he was raised.

“Keep me safe? Why would you want to keep me safe? Don’t men like you just take what you want? It doesn’t matter how many families you hurt, does it, Jisung?” your anger had definitely boiled to the service and you were waiting for Jisung’s demeanor to change as well. You wanted him to yell back, but he never did. He must have been taught not to.

“Honestly? I planned to keep you safe because your mother asked me to do so. But also, I care about you…” he admitted. He never should have let his feelings for you get to the level that they did. They clouded his judgment and here he was, the cat out of the bag and you were upset. So very upset.

“Oh, and because you say you care about me that it’s somehow safer being with you than my broker father? And how do I know that the moment you get tired of me, the moment I’m no longer useful to you or your family that you just won’t get rid of me too?”

The words, what they implied, it hurt his heart. He would never do that to you. He would never put you in that type of situation. Yet with how angry you were, maybe he was just too slow in realizing that he was the only one that felt the way he did. “I would never harm you,” he said firmly. “I was taking care of you as a promise to your mother, but I did grow extremely fond of you. I felt things for you that someone that does what I do for a living, should never feel for another person. But in trying to hide who I am from you, in trying to keep up a charade, I’ve upset you. So, do you want me gone?”

This conversation wasn’t playing out how you had expected. You thought he would get angry, but he was so level-headed, it almost… it almost felt like you were making a big deal out of nothing. But you were still upset. You just wanted everything to go back to normal. So instead of holding off on your decision, you nodded.

And you regretted it instantly.

As soon as you completed the small gesture, Jisung was on his feet. You wanted to stop him but the words never came out. Instead, you watched as he walked towards the door, only stopping momentarily to look back at you. “I really was only trying to help. You aren’t wrong though. Knowing someone like me is far more dangerous than someone like your father. I apologize for causing you trouble. You won’t have to ever see me again…”

And just like that, before you could say anything else, Jisung left the coffee shop, leaving you alone and stunned. Though you thought this was the outcome that you had wanted, you found yourself even more confused than before.

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True to his word, you never say Jisung again after that night. He didn’t stop by for his morning coffee. At first, you were relieved. Not having Jisung there meant that your life could go back to normal, that you could just be an average person again. But as time passed, you couldn’t help but realize that you may have made the wrong decision to confront him as you did. It felt strange that, as soon as nine rolled around, he wasn’t there. It was weird not having someone you could tell your troubles to. There was no longer that gentle smile that would greet you every morning, and what at first had been a relief, became a deep pain in your chest. You missed him, and it didn’t take you long to realize that you really did feel the same way about him that he did about you. That crush was no longer just a crush.

Still, you had made your decision, taken a path in your life that he was not a part of. You chose family over companionship, and you really thought you had made the right decision… until it turned out that you hadn’t. One night, upon leaving work, you felt someone walk up behind you and place a rag over your mouth and nose. You had tried to struggle, but to no avail, falling unconscious in a stranger’s arms. Eventually, you regained consciousness, but there was no telling how long you had been out. You couldn’t see anything, the bag that was over your head obscured your vision. You couldn't move, your arms and legs tied. All you could do was listen to the men talking around you, and it only made you realize how much of an idiot you were.

Apparently, your father had defaulted on a sale, the deal never having gone through. These people, obviously pissed, hunted him down and were looking to make him repay everything he had taken. So, scared for his life, your father put yours at risk instead. He had told them about you and your connection to the Park family. This obviously meant more to them than a measly broker so they let him go. You were an idiot for trusting him, and now you were likely going to die because of it. After all, Jisung wasn’t going to come for you. You already burned that bridge.

Though you didn’t know how much time had passed, it honestly felt like hours. You sat there quietly, scared, and just listening to these thugs. Every now and then, one would come close to you and brush his hand against you and that just made you jump. They were having fun scaring you to death, and you could hear it in the way that they laughed afterward. You thought that things would just continue on like this, but a loud noise outside drew yours and your captors’ attention towards the door. There was shouting, lots of it, and gunfire. You didn’t know what was going on, all you heard were the sounds. It was all so loud, and you couldn’t focus on any of it. You were too frightened to.

Almost as soon as the noises had started, they seemed to have stopped. You sensed became heightened at the sudden loss of sound and the moment that someone placed their hand on your arm, you couldn't help but thrash around, at least, as much as you could with your limbs tied. The individual pulled the bag off of your head and you were instantly blinded by the lights in the room. It seemed like you were in some type of warehouse, in a place that you were unfamiliar with. When your name was called you looked at the individual that was kneeling in front of you and you almost couldn’t believe it.

It was Jisung.

A wave of relief promptly washed over you as he untied your hands and legs. You were still quite confused as to what was going on, but you opted to keep your mouth shut. Instead, you let him hold you to his form, his hand keeping your head close to his chest as he led you out. You knew that he was protecting you, to keep you from seeing what had happened around you, but at that moment, you weren’t even thinking about that. All you could think about was that you would never be in this place again…

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It was a short trip to what you could only assume was one of the many apartments that the Park family owned. No one said anything during the car ride. Jisung had remained quiet, as did his driver and the other young man in the front seat. As soon as the car was parked, Jisung led you into the building, the pair of you going up in the elevator into one of the suites above. The door was quickly unlocked as he guided you instead and towards one of the two bedrooms. He suggested that you clean up, no matter how shaken you were about the events that had just transpired. You agreed, still too numb to really process everything that was going on and you quickly slipped into the shower.

You didn’t know how long you were in there. You honestly just felt like you stood under the running water because you were told to. Still, your thoughts did start to clear up a bit. Your mind was still running through every that had happened, replying it all. You knew you shouldn’t have. You knew it was bad for you, but it was also helping you move on, piecing everything together like this. When you felt like your mind was clear enough, you stepped out of the shower and changed into the clothes that had been left for you in the room. You didn’t ask questions. These were really the least of your worries at the moment.

Slowly, you exited the room, your eyes immediately taking a look around the large and luxurious looking apartment. So all of the stories were right. The Park family was indeed that rice. Maybe not by legal means as the media suggested, but they did have money. Your eyes wandered from object to object before they settled on the figure across the room, by the windows. He looked up at you as soon as you exited the bedroom, and what looked like a small smile formed on his lips. You had taken a few steps towards him but stopped just short of him, keeping yourself a good distance away.

“Are you feeling better?” he asked, but made no move to approach you. Jisung knew better than that. He had told himself that he wouldn’t get involved with you anymore. He told himself that you had made your choice, that you didn’t want him in your life. Yet as soon as he had heard news of your abduction, he sprung into action. It didn’t matter to him that he was walking into their trap, he knew he was. What mattered was that you were safe, that you weren’t harmed.

“Honestly, I’m still confused. I really don’t know what happened. I mean, I know why it happened, but it all feels like a blur, like a dream…” A really bad one, you thought inwardly. You took the opportunity to stare at him from across the room and took one tentative step forward. Everything in you wanted to run to him, to be held by someone that you knew, but that wasn’t right. Not right now it wasn’t.

“It’ll get a bit easier to understand things with time. I can’t say that it will all be pleasant, but I know that you’re someone that can work through it,” he told you, watching as you inched closer to him. He took everything in Jisung to not pull you in for a hug himself. “I’m sorry that you had to go through that. You were right when you said that I was more trouble than your father was, and I’m sorry.”

His apology and the mention of your father reminded you as to the reason you were in this situation, to begin with. Your father… you never should have trusted him. “I made the wrong choice.”

“You made the choice that felt right for you. You chose family. Most people would.”

“But you shouldn’t when you have the family that I do,” you retorted. Your brain had been working through a lot of it, and there was one question that you couldn’t help but ask as you drew closer to him. “Why did you come for me?”

Jisung watched as your steps had taken you right to him. You now stood in front of him, your hair damp, just looking at him with those eyes that made his heartache. This couldn’t happen, not after something as dangerous as this had already transpired. It would only be worse. No wonder Jihoon was so protective. It was painful watching your loved one get hurt because of you. “You know the answer. You don’t have to ask.”

For the first time, you got a good look at Jisung’s face. He looked like he was in pain and the dried blood on the side of his face indicated to you that he was injured, but still wanted to stay by your side. “I’m sorry…” you told him gently as you reached up to touch his face.

“This isn’t your fault. None of it is,” he said gently, but also firmly.

“Jisung, please don’t leave me again,” your voice was barely above a whisper, but you knew he heard you.

“I won’t…” he promised, and as soon as the words left his lips, it was like your body gave out. Your legs collapsed below you and it was only due to Jisung’s reflexes that you didn’t go crashing to the ground. Yet, as weak as you were in the moment, as tired as you were, you were glad to know what Jisung wasn’t going anywhere. You felt safe in his arms. You knew that you could trust him and that you could confide in him, and that was honestly all that mattered…

#wanna one #yoon jisung #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #kpop scenarios #yoon jisung scenarios #yoon jisung imagines #i really hope that this is okay ;;#oof that is not a great gif i'm sorry but the mood was right ;;#this is also really long >_>

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