#stray kids surfer au

[bbyquokka]

2:38 pm (lfx)

genre: timestamp, idol au, mua reader, smut — MDNI!

warnings: fem bodied reader, possessive behaviour, suggestive themes, mature language, jealousy, some nipple play, degrading names, brat reader, reader uses chan to make felix angry and jealous (chan plays along), semi proof-read.

words: 1.2k ~ (1,257)

a/n: wanted to post a little something whilst i work on some big things :)

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“c'mon lixie!” you whine as you run up to him, the hot sand moulding yet squishing against the souls of your feet. felix looks up at you and swallows as his eyes flicker up and down your body. at this moment in time, he is thankful that he is wearing sunglasses.

he leans up on his elbows, the fabric of the beach towel rubbing against his forearms. the umbrella anchored in the sand to provide some shade. the waves of the ocean crashing, the screams of children and adults as they play in the sand and water. surfers out in the water, sunbathers sunbathing to get that perfect tan (or burn) 

the heat is unbearable and suffocating. if you look into the distance, you'd be able to see heat waves from how hot it is. you and felix finally have time off. the comeback is at an end and you no longer have to look at make-up and he no longer has to look at stage lights and worry about schedules.

to celebrate the end of another successful comeback, you both travelled to Australia to visit family and relax a little. what you didn't expect was chan to have the same idea. after a few days of you and felix landing, chan also arrived.

a pleasant surprise for all of you. you and felix have been together since you got appointed to be stray kids make-up artist several years ago. since then, you've been inseparable since. felix is smitten for you and will do anything and everything to protect you.

“i can't baby.” he mumbles. you pout, kneeling between his legs. his breath hitches in his throat as you place your hands on his thighs.

“please.” you whine. “the water looks so refreshing.” 

“maybe later, babe. me and chan are having a catch up.” you huff as you rise to your feet.

“chan?” you question, grinning as he looks at felix and smirks. he shrugs and rises to his feet, taking your hand in his.

“sorry man, the water does look refreshing.” chan says with a hint of cockiness dripping from his words. felix chews his lip as he watches you both skip off towards the ocean, chan's hands on your hips.

a twinge of jealousy hits felix, slowly consuming and bundling up into a dead weight in the pit of his stomach. he watches his significant other and best friend play in the water, splashing each other and swimming around. he watches as you jump on chan's back, arms securely around his neck, his hands cupping under your thighs to keep you steady.

felix clenches his jaw, jealousy and possessiveness seeping from his pores. he didn't expect you to turn around, arms around his neck and face inches apart from chan's, lips threatening to touch.

“think he is watching?” you mumble against chan's lips. chan looks to the side quickly and laughs.

“oh yeah, he is watching.”

“think he will be angry with me?”

“lix? nah. why? do you want to make him angry?”

“mhm. kind of. i've never seen him pissed before. well, i have but that's mainly when we're at the airport and it's crowded with fans but other than that, no.“

“so what you're saying is, you want to have angry sex with lix?”

“preciously! it's never happened before and i want to see how far i can push him. i want to see him snap.”

“you're a brat yn. i hope you know that.”

“mhm, i know but it's fun to play around.” you giggle. felix has seen enough.

he stands and walks towards you both before calling your name. you and chan pull away from each other, a soft pout on your lips.

“lets go.” 

“but lixxx! i was having fun!” you whine.

“lets go. now!”

“no.” you huff, crossing your arms across your chest. felix clicks his tongue in annoyance before walking towards you and chan, the salty ocean water feeling heavy against his shins as he pushes through. he suddenly grabs you and flings you over his shoulder, shooting a quick glare at chan who simply shrugs his shoulders and laughs.

“have fun you two!” 

“thank you, channie!” you say sweetly which only fuels felix's annoyance even more. he growls deeply, brows furrowed together as he walks to a more secluded place. 

he places you back down on the sand before inching closer and closer to you. you open your mouth to talk only to be silenced with a simple “shut up.” suddenly, you feel small and submissive, the aura around felix suffocating and too much for you to bear or describe. 

your back hits the cold, slimy and wet rocks, felix placing his hands on them by your head to trap you in.

“lixie..” you squeak.

“you think it's funny to play games with me, huh?” his voice is suddenly deep and menacing which causes slight tingles to gather and spread throughout your body.

“i just wanted to go swimming! you never want to go swimming with me! you never do anything with me!” you whine. felix clicks his tongue once again, eyes rolling.

“so you thought it was a good idea to get close to my friend and make me jealous?”

“yup!” you pop the p on your usual brat manner before giggling.

“oh, it made me jealous alright and mad.”

“mad..?” 

“mhm.” the tip of felix's finger runs along your jawline and up your ear, tucking a loose strand behind it before grabbing a fistful. you groan at the sudden pain as felix laughs mockingly in your face.

“oh shut up. this is what you wanted, correct? to see me like this. tell me yn, why do you like being such a little brat?”

“i..” you whimper, swallowing and moaning a little when the grip tightens. felix roughly pulls your bikini top up above your chest, exposing your breasts before pinching your nipples roughly.

you let out moans of pain and pleasure, eyes welling with tears. felix hums in satisfaction.

“well? i don't have all day yn.” 

“because it's fun.” you squeak.

“fun? what's so fun about it?” you stay silent, felix tutting and clicking his tongue due to his fast growing impatience. he removes his hand from your breast, slowly trailing it down your stomach and letting it disappear between the waistband of your swimming shorts.

you hold your breath, your head now to the side due to the immense grip felix has on your hair. his fingertips lightly rub between your folds, a sigh leaving his lips.

“wet already? i've barely even touched you, yn.”

“lix…”

“answer yn! i'm waiting for an answer!”

“because i like the way you punish me. i like how rough you are with me and i wanted to see how angry you would get. i wanted to see how far i could push you, lix.”

“so you like it when i call you degrading names like whore and slut?”

“yes.”

“you like it when i deny you of your orgasms, forcing you to hold and wait?”

“yes.”

“when i mark you and cover your beautiful skin in bruises and love bites. when i cum so much inside you that it spills. when i tease and fuck your overly sensible pussy and make you cry, sob and beg.”

“yes yes! fuck felix, yes!! please, i beg of you, just fucking use me. use me for your own selfish reasons, i want it!”” 

felix leans in close, lips daring to touch yours before smirking.

“be careful what you wish for, yn.”

tags (open): @sstarryoong ; @oshimee ; @alyszaen ; @septicrebel ; @unh0ly-dr3am3r ; @writerracha ; @hyunluvxo ; @aestheticsluut ; @xcookiemonsteer ; @telesvng

[fantastic-bby]

Han Jisung's Crappy Guide: Surfing Into Hearts

Pairing: (F)Reader x Jisung

Word count: 22.4k

Genre: Fluff | Romance | Slice of life | Strangers to Lovers | Surfer!Jisung | Surfer|Reader | College AU

Summary: Jisung has a very questionable guide in trying to win hearts, one of the issues with it is that it only consists of really bad flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. The other issue with it is that he's never actually put it into play because he's always waiting until he feels that special spark with someone...

Warnings: Brief physical fighting | Mentions of getting high | Jisung has what I think is the equivalent of an obsessed fan

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Han Jisung: aged 21 and a third year Computer Science student in Beachside University. As the name literally implies, the campus is right next to a beach in the same town that Jisung grew up in. It’s a small town mostly filled with surfers, swimmers and divers that take advantage of the easy ocean access.

Han Jisung: one of the hottest and the most popular guys on campus. He became popular because of his surfing. Known as one of the best surfers in the town, Jisung doesn’t pay any attention to the flock of girls that crowd the beach whenever he’s there in the evening.

In fact, he avoids the crowds by going early in the morning with his best friends Lee Minho, a Veterinary student, and Lee Yongbok, a Culinary student.

Minho: also known as Lee Know, is one of the friendliest yet mysterious guys on campus. No one’s brave enough to get close to him because no one actually knows what he’s like. He’s the kind of person who’s friends with everyone but also no one. Everyone knows who he is—President of the Helping Paws society and one of friendliest guys on campus—but no one actually knows who Lee Minho really is.

Yongbok: better known as Felix, is one of the sweetest yet dangerous guys. While he’s known as sweet due to his sunshine smile and generous personality, Felix is the president of the university’s MMA club; a position that isn’t that easy to acquire unless you’re really good at fighting. No one’s brave enough to physically challenge Felix. The last person who tried ended up getting a bloody nose and a trip to the campus nurse—and in Felix’s defense, the guy hit him first.

The three grew up together in the same town. Felix moved in while Jisung and Minho were still in middle school, the pair having already known each other since they were in diapers, simply adopted Felix as if they were parents waiting for the perfect child to take in. Felix considers himself lucky, mainly because he was too shy to actually make friends back then, until Jisung sat next to him in Science and broke off half of his chocolate muffin to share with Felix.

Han Jisung: also known as just ‘Han’ whenever he’s on the beach, a nickname that other surfers call him by. It’s either ‘Han’ or they call him ‘HanJi’ like Hwang Hyunjin, Kim Seungmin and Seo Changbin do.

Hyunjin: a fashion designer, is well-known within the university as one of the prettiest and most handsome guys on campus. He started his own fashion line a few months into his second year and he’s seen a handful of students wearing his brand of hoodies. He’s also the group’s gossip bird. Whatever gossip goes around will always reach Hyunjin which will then reach his friends.

Seungmin: a film student, is known as the guy with the most beautiful voice. He posts covers of himself singing on YouTube and on his Instagram—both gathered hundreds of thousands of followers—and has even met a few students who moved to the campus to see him. Seungmin has admitted that it freaks him out a bit, but they don’t exactly bother him in his day-to-day life. Seungmin’s more low-key as compared to the rest of his friends. He doesn’t mingle that much with anyone else on campus unless he needs to.

Changbin was already in his second year when Jisung got into the university. He’s a fine arts student and he’s also buff as hell. He’s at the gym 24/7 with his best friend-slash-gym buddy, Bang Chan. Changbin’s arms are littered with tattoos mainly made up of black and white designs that he came up with on his own. Some of his tattoos—like the quaver note on his left shoulder—were done by himself at age sixteen with only a needle, tattoo ink and a pair of blue latex gloves. If tattooing himself isn’t enough to scare the other students, then it’s the size of his biceps.

Chan: also known as Chris—or Campus Daddy—is the eldest of them all. He’s in his final year at 24. Chan took a gap year before he went into university and went back to Australia for a while to try and figure out what he wanted to do, only to come back to South Korea to take engineering at Beachside. In the end, he switched to game development, so he’s finally in his final year at 24.

The entire campus fawns over how gentle and sweet he is. Every time he smiles, his dimples show and it has girls and guys swooning over him. He’s also known as Campus Daddy because he’s the tour guy. Every first year follows Chan around campus when they first arrive and so far, he’s adopted one into his friend group: Yang Jeongin.

Jeongin: a pediatrics student, is also a surfer, but he doesn’t surf as often as Jisung does. Jeongin’s only in his first year and the group had adopted him because Chan thought he was so cute that he just had to introduce the kid to his friends. Given the nickname ‘I.N’ by Minho, Jeongin’s gotten used to being called ‘Yeni’ whenever he’s on the beach and he’s surfing. Known across campus as the group’s little brother, no one dares to touch him.

All eight of them are the most well-known guys on campus, all for different things. They’re just known for being extremely hot, extremely smart, and extremely active one way or another.

Minho and Hyunjin are both in the dance club—Minho, an active member but Hyunjin, the president alongside Hwang Yeji as his vice president. Minho doesn’t want to be a part of the dance club committee because he’s already President of Helping Paws; the campus's animal volunteer club.

Felix, already known as president of the martial arts club. Seungmin is president of the photography club as well as an active member of the music club. Chan is captain of their swim team with Changbin as one of his best teammates, while Jeongin is working his way up the committee of the Red Crescent society.

Han Jisung: working his way up the committee ladder, he’s the vice president for the robotics club. Their current president, Kang Yeosang, tells Jisung that he’ll most likely be their president in the next academic year.

Han Jisung: sought out by the entire campus, has a very questionable guide in stealing and breaking hearts. It honestly consists of being really bad at flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. With the entire campus essentially wrapped around his pinky, Jisung could have anyone he wanted. The only problem is that he also has the only person on campus he refuses to sleep with again coming after him.

“Uh oh, Hyemi incoming.” Hyunjin mimics the whistle of a bomb falling from the sky before making a ‘pwoosh’ sound with his mouth just as the dreaded person approaches their table. Jisung can feel his entire being wanting to shrivel up into a ball and disappear just as she opens her mouth.

“Hey Jisung,” Hyemi greets with her ever so sickeningly sweet voice. She pushes her long brown hair over her shoulder, the other resting on her hip as she completely ignores the other two that are at the same table as Jisung. “It’s already Autumn.”

“Is it?” Minho gasps, fauxing surprise, “and here I thought it was still Spring. Thank you so much for reminding me, Hyemi.” If sarcasm had a physical form, it would be pouring out of his mouth and pooling on the white wooden table, but Hyemi completely ignores him.

“It means that the Autumn Night Fair is back. How about you and I go and check it out? Have something to eat, play some games, ride the ferris wheel,” she hums.

“Not interested,” Jisung says simply. “I’m already going with my friends and we’ve already invited Yeji and her friends to come along, so… that’s already a whole group.”

“Oh come on, you can make room for one more,” Hyemi persists.

Jisung lets out a small sigh as he stands up, adjusting the strap of his bag onto his shoulder with one hand and picking up the food tray with the other. “I’m not interested,” he repeats. “I’ve already told you, it’s not going to work out. Stop trying.” Jisung walks past her, leaving Minho and Hyunjin to pick up their stuff as well.

“Sorry, Hyemi,” Minho chuckles as the two leave the table to follow Jisung. Hyunjin and Minho catch up to him only after he’s pushed through the glass door of the cafeteria and is already making his way to the entrance of the Student Union building.

“HanJi, wait up!” Hyunjin calls, making Jisung stop to turn around. His face is straight and honestly, he looks bored. Jisung’s had his fill of having students fawn over him to the point where he doesn’t even care anymore—Hyemi is no exception. She’s been trying for three years and Jisung’s gotten so tired of her that he’s blocked all of her contacts to stop her from trying to message him.

“Christ, she really won’t take no for an answer huh?” Minho chuckles as they start walking together.

“I thought that sleeping with her and ghosting her would work because there really wasn’t any other way, but I guess even that doesn’t work,” Jisung sighs. As shitty as it sounds, Jisung only sleeps and ghosts people as a last resort. He's actually only done it once… with Hyemi. “I don’t understand why she still tries. It’s like everywhere I go, she’s there and she’s trying to crawl through the damn zipper of my pants.”

Hyunjin and Minho exchange a sympathetic look. They know just how hard he’s tried to get her off of him and they also know that it’s gotten to the point where Jisung doesn’t even care anymore. Every time she approaches him, he either ignores her or just walks away.

“When was the last time you even dated someone?” Hyunjin asks, looking at Jisung curiously.

“High school,” Minho answers for him and Jisung nods as clarification. “Ji hasn’t had a proper relationship since high school.”

“I haven’t had a connection with anyone yet,” Jisung says while shrugging. The funny thing about Jisung is that he’s totally willing to sleep with anyone, but he hasn’t actually found someone he’s properly had ‘The Connection’ with yet, and Jisung sticks by only getting into a proper, committed, and serious relationship only if he feels ‘The Connection’ with.

“He basically has commitment issues and no one’s been able to push through them.” Jisung smacks Minho on the arm and it makes the older man laugh.

“I do not have commitment issues,” Jisung argues.

“Sure, okay,” Minho rolls his eyes. “So, that time you freaked out because a girl confessed that she had a crush on you isn’t enough to prove that you’re not ready for a committed relationship?”

“Doesn’t mean I have issues!”

“Mhm, whatever you say, Hannie,” Minho chuckles. They both turn to Hyunjin when he becomes strangely quiet only to see him on his phone.

"Uhm, turn back around,” Hyunjin blurts out right before he turns around and runs straight back into the cafeteria, leaving Minho and Jisung watching in confusion. They follow the designer and when they’re inside of the cafeteria, there’s a crowd gathered around Yeji and Hyemi.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Yeji hisses as she pulls her wet white shirt away from her torso to stop it from sticking. “I didn’t even do anything to you!”

“What the fuck?!” Hyunjin exclaims as he grabs onto Hyemi’s hand that still has the plastic cup grasped.

“Oh my god,” Minho groans.

“I’ll handle it,” Jisung mutters as he hands his backpack to Minho before taking his jacket off. He pushes through the crowd until he reaches Yeji and lays the jacket over her shoulders, “come on.”

They’re both certain that if looks could kill, Yeji would have daggers sticking out of her torso from Hyemi’s glare. Jisung decides against saying anything to Hyemi and, instead, guides Yeji towards the cafeteria doors with Minho and Hyunjin following.

“Are you alright?” Hyunjin asks once they’ve pushed past the doors.

“I’m fine,” she huffs. “Good thing Lia texted you. I’m pretty sure she would’ve hit me for just being friends with you.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Jisung sighs while taking his bag back from Minho.

“Nothing to apologise for,” Yeji shakes her head with a reassuring look on her face, “it’s not your fault. You’ve already turned her down about… I don’t know, a billion times? She’s the one who chooses her actions, not you.”

“I still feel kinda guilty since, you know…”

“Ji, it’s nothing to worry about—I promise,” Yeji flashes him a small smile. “If anything, have you seen Ryujin angry? She isn’t the MMA vice president for nothing, you know.”

The sound of the cafeteria doors being pushed open followed by Lia’s, “wait up!” Makes the four of them stop and turn around to see Lia and Chaeryeong chasing after them.

“Gosh, I can’t believe she did that just because you’re friends with Jisung,” Chaeryeong huffs when they start walking once again.

“I’m not even dating you—it’s getting tiring,” Yeji mutters, hands wrapping the front of Jisung’s jacket around herself tighter. “I shouldn’t have worn white today, huh?”

“It’s okay, we’ll accompany you to your dorm,” Lia reassures her while linking her arm around Yeji’s elbow. “It’s not like we have any classes after this.”

“Mhm!” Chaeryeong hums as she links onto Yeji’s other elbow.

“Where is Ryujin anyway?” Hyunjin asks when he notices the lack of the group’s most prominent presence. Shin Ryujin, vice president of the MMA club is also one of the better known students on campus. She’s more known for just being outright chaotic as well as her habit of standing up for her friends.

"Committee meeting with Felix," Lia answer.

“Thanks for the jacket,” Yeji turns around once they’re out of the Student Union building. “I’ll pass it to Hyunjin later.”

“It’s fine,” Jisung smiles. “Just take care. If anything happens, text Hyunjin and we’ll send Felix to beat her up or something.”

“We’ll be fine,” she shakes her head with laughter before bidding the guys goodbye and leaving in the direction of her dorm building. Jisung feels a bitter feeling in his chest as he watches Yeji walk.

As much as his friends tell him that he’s not responsible for anything that Hyemi does to them, he can’t help but always feel guilty whenever something happens. It’s been this constant cycle where he goes from thinking of dating her for the sake of protecting his friends or just ignoring her until he graduates.

There’s a few things that actually stops Jisung from dating her. 1. She’s crazy. 2. He’s been turning her down since their first year. 3. She splashed water on Yeji for being friends with him. Jisung has a feeling that if he ever did date her, then he wouldn’t have been able to actually hang out with his friends anymore.

“Are you surfing today?” Hyunjin turns to Minho.

“Most likely,” he nods. “Jisung?”

“Hmm?”

“Surfing today?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, but I’m stopping by Felix’s place later. He has one of my sunglasses,” Jisung says.

“I need to check on Kkami, so I’ll see you guys at the beach,” Hyunjin waves at them before heading in the same direction that Yeji, Lia and Chaeryeong went—making Minho and Jisung wonder why he didn’t just follow them before since he and Yeji live in the same building. Everyone wonders how Hyunjin manages to house a dog in his on-campus dorm, but he’s always just said not to worry and that Kkami isn’t that loud.

Minho and Jisung bid their goodbyes before Minho walks in the opposite direction of Hyunjin to head to his dorm and Jisung heads to the campus gates. His house is only a few minutes walk from campus which bodes well for him since he doesn’t need to move away from his family. He keeps himself preoccupied with trying to detangle his white earphones while he walks, hands pulling and tugging at the white wire until he accidentally bumps into someone.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” he apologises. Jisung’s slightly surprised when he’s faced with a student he’s never seen before.

“It’s fine, I think we were both a bit busy,” you chuckle as you lift your own tangled earphones.

“O-Oh yeah,” Jisung laughs awkwardly. Before he can even ask who you are, you’ve already started walking past him. He watches as you do. You’re definitely new.

The campus isn’t too big that you wouldn't know anyone outside of your circle, but it’s small enough that you can recognise all of the students at least by face or voice. However, Jisung’s never seen you before, nor has he ever heard your voice before; which leaves him wondering as he turns back around and continues his walk to the gates.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

By the time Jisung’s reached the beach, he’s already forgotten about your accidental meeting. The beach is crowded, but not crowded enough that it would be suffocating or too much of a hassle to find an open area for him to surf.

Galaxy painted surfboard in hand and his dark blue full body swimsuit unzipped down to the middle of his torso, Jisung stands beside Chan as Felix sits on the sand. He’s supposedly building a sandcastle, but without any tools, Felix is only able to pack the sand into mounds connected with a really crappily built wall that looks like it’s about to fall over at the slightest brush of wind.

There’s always something about the ocean that seems special to Jisung. He doesn’t exactly know what it is other than a gut feeling he gets every time he thinks or sees the water. Every time he lets himself ride the ocean waves, he feels free. Submerging himself underwater makes him feel like he’s being wrapped in a cold embrace that he always welcomes. It never matters how cold the water gets.

Jisung only cares for the water.

“Hyung, could I borrow your phone?” Felix looks up from the sandcastle and to Chan who nods without hesitation, pulling the phone out of his hydro bag and passing it to him. Felix brushes the sand off of his hand and takes the phone before snapping pictures of his sandcastle.

“Really?” Chan lets out a laugh as he watches.

“What? It’s pretty impressive since I built it without using any tools or beach toys,” he huffs while handing the phone back. Chan only smiles and ruffles Felix’s light brown hair.

“Are you surfing today?” Jisung tears his attention away from the water to look at Chan, but the older man shakes his head.

“I’m babysitting Felix today.”

Felix scoffs, “no, you are most definitely not!”

“I’m just messing with you,” Chan laughs. “But in all seriousness, I’m not surfing today. My board cracked because it crashed into some coral the other day when I got wiped out.”

“How shallow was the water?” Jisung’s only slightly confused because the water isn’t that shallow. It’s actually pretty deep a few kilometers away from shore.

“I was trying belly boarding. I didn’t want to try it around deep water, so I went towards where the coral reef was. I tried avoiding it, but… the waves carried me right above the coral,” Chan explains, guilt painting his expressions. He hates surfing above coral because he doesn’t want to accidentally ruin the reef.

Jisung’s always thought that the coral reef in their area was a charm. It’s often overlooked because no one really realised there was such a vibrant and live coral reef towards the cove on the left side of the beach.

That side of the beach was always more secluded. It turned into makeout zones for college and high school students but it was also one of the best places to be in the middle of the night when the tide was low and the moon was high.

“The cove is more dangerous to swim at, hyung,” Jisung states and Chan nods knowingly.

“The waves are a bit smaller there. That was the only reason why.” Jisung purses his lips, eyebrows furrowing. He knows that Chan is more aware of his surroundings, but sometimes he would choose to do riskier things for the sake of convenience. “I probably won’t try surfing that area anytime soon,” he reassures Jisung. “I promise.”

“That’s good to… hear…” Jisung trails off when he turns back to the water and notices one of the surfers riding along one of the bigger waves. He squints his eyes and takes a step closer, his hand moving his sunglasses to the top of his head as he tries to make out the figure. “That… is that person new?”

“Where?” Felix asks while standing up.

“The one surfing?” Chan turns to Jisung who nods, eyes completely glued to the person’s form. “Hold on, I think I’ve seen her before.” He turns away to pick up his phone. Jisung’s too entranced to actually see who he’s calling.

Despite the sound of the beach—the people and children running on the sand, and the seagulls squawking in the air as they fly by—Jisung hears nothing but the water crashing along the shoreline. Everything moves in slow motion as he watches the surfer effortlessly flip in the air.

The sunlight shines on the surfer’s face and Jisung’s struck with recognition. The image of your face and the sound of your voice crashing into him like a revelation.

It’s you.

His lips part in realisation as he watches the way you glide back towards the beach and towards a handful of other people. Jisung’s able to make out Ryujin—the only one out of Yeji’s friend group who surfs—and the president of his robotics club: Yeosang.

“Jisung.” Chan’s voice slowly becomes clearer as he repeatedly calls Jisung’s name. “Han Jisung!” he yells and it’s loud enough to snap Jisung out of his trance to look at Chan. “Her name’s (Y/n). She’s in the same course as Ryujin, so they share a few classes together. Hyunjin said that he’s met her before because she’s friends with the dance team.”

The dance team. Minho, Ryujin, Yeji, Wooyoung and Hyunjin. They’re the university’s dance team and these five are the ones that usually go to competitions. Does that mean you’re probably a dancer too? Or do you just happen to be friends with them?

“She moved here last week. Something to do with her registration process, so she came in now instead of when the semester started a few weeks ago,” Chan continues despite the fact that Jisung’s already thinking of other things. “Do you know her?”

“I bumped into her just now,” Jisung says. “Didn’t know who she was at all. I think I’m just curious because I'm pretty sure I've seen all of the new students already.”

“Hyunjin said she did a credit transfer. She’s finishing her years here.”

“Does he know anything else? Is she in any of the clubs?” Jisung finally turns to his friends, both of them staring at him bewilderedly. “What?”

Felix opens his mouth and closes it a few times before he’s able to get actual words out, “a-you… are you taking interest in someone?”

“What?” Jisung’s eyes widen.

“You’ve never actually looked at anyone else like that before…” Felix claims.

“You can try asking Hyunjin,” Chan says. It’s obvious he’s trying to pull Felix away from a strange discussion that might end up with Jisung getting flustered. Flustered Jisung means he closes himself off completely and no one’s able to actually talk to him. “I think he said he’s hung out with her a couple times.”

“Where is Hyunjin?”

“Here!” Hyunjin’s voice announces as he jogs towards them, large surfboard in hand and his swimsuit zipped all the way up to his neck. Hyunjin’s surfboard is simple. It's painted a light beige with wispy lines running along its entirety. “What’s happening? Why’s HanJi so interested in (Y/n)?”

“We don’t know either,” Felix answers with a shrug, all three of them turning to see Jisung is back to staring at you as you splash around the water with Ryujin and Yeosang.

“What do you want to know about her? I don’t know much, since I’ve only known her for a few days, but I could probably tell you something.” Jisung turns to look at Hyunjin, at a loss of where to start.

Hell, even Jisung doesn’t know why he wants to know more about you. He only knows that it isn’t the same feeling he gets whenever he’s curious about a new friend, no—

It’s the kind of feeling you get when you meet someone new and suddenly a whole new door of questions open up. Where did you grow up? What’s your favourite colour? Are you an early bird? Are you a night owl? Do you dance? Do you prefer the ocean over the mountain—wait, of course you do!

Every person who willingly moves to Beachside has moved here because of the beach. The campus is a five minute walk away from the ocean; they even have clubs dedicated to spending time at the beach.

Hyunjin turns to Chan and Felix when Jisung fails to answer, and once again, they shrug. “I don’t know what’s happening,” Felix admits. “I’ve never seen him like this before.”

“Jisung.” Hyunjin places his hand on Jisung’s shoulder as gently as possible to not startle him, but the contact still makes Jisung jump slightly. “If you want to get to know her, I can tell you what I know.”

“I, uh…” Jisung turns back to look at you for about the sixth time in the span of fifteen minutes before shaking his head. “It’s okay. I think it would come off as a bit creepy if I showed up just knowing things about her. I think I’ll just find a way to get to know her myself.”

“If it helps, she’s usually at the dance studio with Yeji, Ryujin and I at night,” Hyunjin says. Jisung lets his mind process the information, but he doesn’t look away. He’s simply staring at you with the same question that was on his mind when he bumped into you earlier:

Who are you?

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“...So I told him that he needs to get the stick out of his ass before I shove it up his oesophagus,” Minho shrugs.

“Hyung, what the actual fu—”

“Look out!” Minho’s warning is too late. Jisung lets out a yelp when he crashes into someone, both of them falling to the ground from the impact. The entire cafeteria goes quiet to see what the commotion is and, more importantly to them, whether Han Jisung, campus surfer, is alright. Jisung rubs his ass as he stands up, looking at the culprit only to see you scrambling to your feet.

“God, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going and I was… It’s you,” you cut your rambling when you see Jisung. Man, he really needs to start looking at where he is going. “I’m so sorry. This is the second time we’ve bumped into each other this week.”

“Admittedly, we were distracted both times,” Jisung chuckles calmly. His insides are currently screaming at the sight of you. There’s something about you that just seems to make his entire heart light up. “It’s okay. I feel like we need to actually have a proper introduction since we’ve already bumped into each other twice.”

“I’ll bump into you a third time and then we can move on to formal introductions,” you quip. It makes Jisung laugh slightly, his eyes crinkling with joy. “As much as I would love to get on to the introductions, I actually have a class to get to—which is the whole reason why I was running in the first place. But I’ll see you around. Bye, Minho.” You leave before Jisung has a chance to say anything else and he turns to watch you run past him and straight out of the cafeteria.

“Don’t mind her, she’s preoccupied a lot,” Minho chuckles as he brings Jisung’s attention back to what they were talking about. His voice tunes out, similarly to how Chan’s voice did at the beach, and Jisung starts thinking about you again.

They walk alongside each other, Minho talking about how Changbin fell directly on one of the cheerleaders on accident and it looked like something straight out of an anime where he happened to upskirt her and embarrassed himself, the cheerleader, and her boyfriend.

Luckily for the girl, she was wearing pretty long safety shorts, but that didn’t stop her from screaming at Changbin for being a pervert when the poor man just tripped on one of the steps of the bleachers and practically rolled all the way down.

They part ways when they stop in the middle of campus where they both had to head to their own buildings. Minho waved at Jisung as he disappeared into the red medical building while Jisung made his way into the blue technology building. He quietly makes his way to class, thoughts too busy thinking about way too many things at once. Yet, with the thoughts that raced his mind, all he could think about was you.

Jisung was barely even able to pay attention in class. It caught the attention of the student sitting next to him—Song Mingi. Mingi’s usually one of the more quiet students in class who towers over Jisung because of their massive height difference. The taller man risks a glance towards Jisung, but he barely even notices that Mingi’s staring at him.

“Hey,” Mingi finally speaks up quietly while nudging him with his elbow.

“Huh, yeah?” Jisung shakes his head slightly from the sudden intrusion and turns to look at him.

“You alright? You’re more zoned out than usual.” Jisung looks away for a moment. Is it that obvious?

“It’s nothing,” he reassures Mingi. “Just some… homework stuff, you know?”

“Ah,” Mingi hums.

He’s not convinced, but he’s also not the kind to pry so he leaves the conversation at that. Class ends another hour later and Mingi, while he usually walks out with Jisung, watches as he only packs his things and walks out as if in a trance.

Jisung goes on about his day until he’s done with classes. He stays in the park where he usually waits for any one of his friends to meet up with him, staring at the lake and watching the ducks waddle around the place. Jisung catches sight of one of the few geese that live on campus grounds and he feels fear rushing through him.

Fuck it.

He’s too scared of geese to stay in the park, so Jisung packs his things and turns around to leave only to see Hyemi approaching. “Fucking hell,” he groans inwardly before just walking straight past her.

“Hey, Jisung!”

“Not interested!” Jisung declares for the billionth time in the past three years and makes a beeline towards the lime green ‘General’ building where he texts Felix and waits for him. It seemed like the university didn’t know exactly which building to put Culinary under, so they just plopped all of the classes and equipment in the general building.

Lixie: I'm coming out late today, dude Test prep

Damn it.

“HanJi!” Hyunjin’s voice makes Jisung turn around to see Hyunjin walking towards him with Yeji by his side.

“Ah, the Hwang twins,” Jisung chuckles. “Are you guys sure you’re not related?”

“If he was my brother, I would’ve chopped his head off by now,” Yeji jokes, causing Hyunjin to gasp.

“Likewise,” he clicks his tongue in fake annoyance. “Are you heading to the beach?”

“Later today?” When Hyunjin nods, Jisung shakes his head, “I have some work I need to catch up on. I don’t think I learned anything in programming.”

“What’s up?” Yeji tilts her head with concern written on her face. “I got a text from Mingi saying you were a bit distracted during class. He asked me to check up on you.”

“I’m fine,” Jisung reassures her. “I promise it’s nothing. I’ve just been thinking about some things. It’s fine. I’ll see you guys tomorrow. I think I’ve just been a bit tired lately.” Jisung waves as he walks away from them, both Yeji and Hyunjin sharing the same look of concern.

He’s honestly scared of how alike they look. Both of them swear they’re not related despite how they look like carbon copies of each other and share the same name. It makes it even stranger because Yeji and Hyunjin are like a 2-in-1 package with how they're practically always together.

Jisung walks along the brick path that leads towards the campus gates, earphones in hand as he detangles them. His footsteps halt when he’s suddenly hit with a sense of déjà vu. Jisung looks up from his earphones when he feels someone walking past him only to see you walking towards the gates as well.

You dig your hand into the pocket of your black hoodie and when you pull your hand out, your keys go falling to the ground with a jingle that you don’t hear because your ears are plugged.

Jisung rushes to pick up the keys and chases after you. “(Y/n)!” he calls out, but you don’t seem to be able to hear him. Jisung picks up his pace until he’s jogging and taps you on the shoulder, making you turn around to look at him questioningly while pulling one of your earphones out. “You dropped your keys,” he says as he raises the set of keys.

You stare at the keychain in confusion before you stick your hand in your pocket and gasp, “shit. Thank you.” You take the keys from him. “So, the third time we meet and it’s not us crashing into each other, huh?”

“I guess not,” Jisung smiles. “I’m Jisung… by the way. I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned that.”

“You haven’t,” you hum. “I’m (Y/n). I just moved here.”

“I figured. I realised that I didn’t recognise you even though the campus is quite small, so I was wondering whether you moved here recently,” Jisung explains. “Not a lot of students move here in the middle of their courses. The ones that do, move here because of the beach.”

“Quite exactly my reason,” you point out. “I moved here because I heard it was right next to the beach and I heard that the marine biology program is quite good.” Marine biology? Since when was Ryujin taking marine biology if you two share the same course?

“Do you live on campus grounds?” Jisung asks, pushing the thought away.

“I live in the apartment across the street. It was cheaper and there isn’t a curfew.” You jerk your thumb in the direction of the large apartment building that sits opposite of the university. “That way, I can go to the beach even at night.”

“Smart choice,” he claims with a chuckle.

“I think so myself,” you smile. “Anyway, I have some things I need to catch up on for class, so I gotta run. I’ll see you some other time though—oh—and thank you for returning my keys.” You wave the keys in the air before turning around and walking towards the gates, hand plugging your ear as you do.

Jisung only watches as you do. This was the first time he’s ever had a proper conversation with you that wasn’t filled with apologies. He kinda likes talking to you.

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“Shut up!” Ryujin gasps as she throws her shoe in Hyunjin’s direction. The man giggles hysterically as he barely dodges the white sneaker.

“It’s not my fault! I’m right and you know it! Right, hyung?!” Hyunjin turns to Minho who’s trying his best to avoid the conflict.

“What are we talking about?” Minho questions from his spot against the wall, pretending to be oblivious because he’d much rather not have a shoe thrown at him by Ryujin.

“Hyunjin, cut her some slack,” Yeji says in between laughter, “Ryujin’s had enough teasing from the girls because of this.” Ryujin scowls when she turns to look at Yeji, another shoe in hand and ready to be tossed.

“Ah, don’t worry about it, Jin,” Wooyoung chuckles as he ruffles her purple dyed hair. “Not everyone can be cool, hot and confident all at the same time.” Ryujin turns around and whacks him in the leg which only makes him stumble backwards and fall to the ground.

“If I teased you for embarrassing yourself in front of San oppa, then you would be upset too!” Ryujin yells as she starts hitting him with her shoe repeatedly.

Wooyoung flails his arms around the ivory hardwood floors, frantically trying to get away from her, “ah! I was just—I was just joking! Jesus—why are you so bloody strong?! Minho hyung!” Minho looks up from his phone once again and laughs. He doesn’t make an effort to move from his spot and instead opens up the camera app on his phone to start recording.

“Yeah! Let’s go Ryujin!” Minho cheers. She turns to look at him slowly and narrows her eyes at the sight of his phone, making his smile falter for a moment. Ryujin opens her mouth to speak, but she’s interrupted when the glass doors to the dance studio push open and you walk in.

You stare at Wooyoung and Ryujin’s position with wide eyes, “what did I miss?”

“Nothing much,” Minho answers. Your eyes widen even more when a white sneaker flies across the room and hits him right in the head.

“(Y/n), they’re teasing me for tripping in front of a senior!” Ryujin cries.

“Oh, that’s what we’re talking about?” you laugh as you set your bag next to the other pile of bags in the corner of the studio. “I don’t think that’s a bad thing. If anything, she noticed you!”

“That’s not the point!” she groans while falling backwards and laying on the ground. “I embarrassed myself in front of her. Now she knows me as the ‘biology kid who tripped down the stairs’,” Ryujin whines.

“Jin, you do know that you’re known as ‘MMA’s Golden Girl’, right?” Hyunjin chuckles.

“If anything, I’m pretty sure noona knows you as the MMA vice president,” Minho agrees as he rubs his forehead, tossing the sneaker back in Ryujin’s direction.

“Everyone on campus knows Shin Ryujin as the vice president of the MMA club,” you say as you sit cross-legged beside Yeji. “Even I knew. Chris told me when I first got here.”

“Chris?” Hyunjin turns to you with curious eyes. “Like, Christopher Bang Chan?”

“I think so, yeah,” you nod. “He showed me around campus. Someone said everyone calls him ‘campus daddy’...?” You thought it was really weird when the guy beside you mentioned that in front of Chan because he ended up blushing like crazy.

“Oh! Channie hyung!” Minho exclaims. “He’s one of our friends,” he tells you.

“Really?”

“Yeah!” Hyunjin nods frantically. “He’s a surfer too, but he doesn’t surf as often as Han does.”

“Oh, Han is such a good surfer!” Yeji gushes. “(Y/n), have you ever seen him surfing before?”

“I don’t think I’ve been to the beach while he was surfing,” you mutter.

“He was there last week while we were there,” she claims.

“Huh? Then I must’ve been too busy trying to run away from Ryujin and her sand balls.” You throw a playful scowl in Ryujin’s direction and all she does is giggle.

“Have you spoken to him before?” Wooyoung asks as everyone scooches closer into a small circle.

“I’ve bumped into him twice,” you nod.

“Oh! I remember that,” Minho pipes in. “You bumped into him while we were in the cafeteria on Monday! He was really confused.”

“I actually bumped into him before that, too,” you admit sheepishly. “I really need to start looking at where I’m going. The last time, we bumped into each other near the campus gates because we were both playing with our earphones.”

“Ahh, Jisung’s easily distracted,” Hyunjin says.

“Very,” Minho nods in agreement. “You should try having a proper talk with him one day. He’s really nice.” The door to the studio opens once more and everyone turns to see who the new arrival is. Jisung’s head pokes into the studio and his eyes scan the entire group.

“Uhh, Yeji said that she wants to give my jacket back,” he announces.

“Oh, right!” Yeji immediately stands from the ground and rushes to her bag, where a black jacket is bundled up beside it. “Don’t just stand there, HanJi. Come in,” she beckons him over.

“Yeah, we’re not doing anything right now.” Wooyoung’s encouragement has Jisung fully stepping into the studio, but all he does is awkwardly stand at the door while everyone stares at him.

“Jisung, come sit here,” Minho pats the spot beside him and it finally gets Jisung walking towards the group and sitting on the floor beside him. You turn to look at him and offer a wave his way. Jisung’s brain short circuits for a moment because he realises that you’re here.

He waves back, hand raising in the air and his lips pulling into a pursed lip smile. You get distracted when Ryujin starts talking to you and Jisung stays quiet as the group slowly begins their conversation.

Yeji taps Jisung’s shoulder gently and places the jacket in his lap, leaning down to give him a quiet, “thank you,” before she returns to her previous spot beside you.

Jisung quietly listens in on the conversation. He lost track of it a while ago when they started talking about Choi San and his ‘Whore-Ventures’.

As far as Jisung knows, San isn’t exactly what you’d call a ‘man-whore’, but he’s somehow managed to make his way through most of the students on campus—and from what Jisung’s heard, San never disappoints. Which is the whole reason why Wooyoung never seems to have blue balls. After San’s 22nd birthday, he settled down with Wooyoung… well… kind of, but Wooyoung never fails to talk about their wild adventures.

Especially the time they climbed the campus’s clock tower at two a.m. and got high together.

“I really think everyone needs to try it,” Wooyoung says.

“Hyung, I’m not about to get high in public and risk getting expelled,” Hyunjin snorts.

“How did you guys not get caught?” Ryujin stares at him in disbelief. Even Ryujin, who once punched three students in the face in the span of ten minutes, thinks getting high in public and on campus is a terrible idea.

“The guard actually found us, but we gave him money so he’d leave us alone,” Wooyoung confesses with a shrug. “Never bothered us again.”

“Holy shit,” Yeji laughs as she stands up. “Okay, sorry for the interruption, but we need to practice.”

“Oh, right, the Christmas Showcase!” Hyunjin gasps as he scrambles to his feet.

“Christmas Showcase?” you mutter softly, more of a question to yourself.

“Every year, our university does big events that have performances. The Christmas Showcase is usually the biggest, because a lot of the clubs do special performances,” Jisung explains. You turn to him in surprise, not expecting anyone to actually hear you.

“Oh, that’s cool,” you hum.

“Move against the wall, non-dancers,” Minho says as he stands up. “We need all the space we can get, so go and sit by the wall and just look pretty.” You and Jisung oblige, sliding your butts until you’re both sitting beside each other and leaning against the red padded wall of the dance studio.

“Are you not a dancer?” Jisung asks. It’s obvious you’re not part of the dance team, but he’s still curious to know whether or not you’re part of the club in general.

“Me? Oh no,” you shake your head. “I can’t dance that well. I’ve always been better at swimming.” Yeji starts playing the music from her phone that’s connected to the built-in speakers of the room, the bass reverberating throughout Jisung’s entire body.

You both sit quietly and watch as they dance. It’s too loud for any of you to actually talk to each other unless you yell or get really close, and Jisung doesn’t think that his heart is stable enough to get any closer to you just yet.

“What course are you in?” you ask loudly so that Jisung can hear. He hears the question, but for some reason, it doesn’t register in his brain that you’re actually talking to him. “Jisung!”

“Huh, yeah?” He whips his head towards you.

“I asked what course you’re in.”

“Oh, I’m in Computer Science,” Jisung answers. “You’re taking marine biology, right?”

You nod. “Keeps me close to the ocean.” He lets out a hum at that, but Jisung doubts that you actually heard him.

“I saw you surfing the other day,” he claims. “You’re pretty good.”

“Yeji mentioned that you were there. I don’t think I noticed,” you say. “I would love to see you surf one day, though!” The music ends halfway through your sentence, and unfortunately, you didn’t realise you were yelling.

The dancers turn around to look at you and your eyes widen, flustered. Ryujin stifles a laugh, winking at you through the mirror before they start discussing what needs to be improved.

Left to your own company once again, Jisung turns to you. “I’ll be at the beach tomorrow evening.”

“Alright.” He stands up, giving you a small smile before he leaves the dance studio. Once outside, Jisung feels every muscle in his body finally relaxing. He lets out a breath he didn’t even realise he was holding and starts walking down the steps of the gym.

The Sun went down quite a while ago, but the sky’s still shifting from orange to dark blue, which only makes the sky look like a giant blend of colours. Jisung likes this time of the day the most because of how nice the sky looks. Usually, he’d be at the beach while the colours shift, but today, it’s too late for him to go and none of his friends are there.

Jisung walks through the dimly lit pathway of the campus, students occasionally appearing and walking past him. He plugs his earphones into his ears and lets his music play on shuffle as he continues walking.

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"Earth to Han?" Changbin waves his hand in front of Jisung's face when he realises that the younger man is definitely distracted. Jisung blinks a few times before looking at Changbin questioningly. "I said Channie hyung and I are planning on going to the Autumn Fair on Friday night."

"Oh, cool," Jisung simply says.

"Do you… want to join…?" Chan asks.

“Sure. I don’t think I have anything to do on Friday night, but I might need to help my dad with some stuff,” he answers while stuffing his mouth with a chocolate chip muffin. “Aw te ober guys cobing?” Jisung’s voice comes out muffled because of his muffin filled mouth, but Changbin and Chan are still able to understand him.

“I think Hyunjin said he’s free. If he’s free, then that means Yeji and Ryujin might be free, too,” Changbin nods.

“Felix is always free, so even if didn’t ask, I’m pretty sure he’d somehow find out and be there,” Chan jokes.

“Ah, that kid needs to get some sleep, I swear.” Changbin clicks his tongue in annoyance, the familiar nagging tone that usually comes out when he’s talking specifically about Jisung, Felix and Jeongin, and how they need to get their shit together.

“If Hyunjin comes, does that mean he’ll invite the new chick?”

“What was her name again?”

“(Y/n),” Jisung says without even thinking. Both Chan and Changbin pause, heads turning to look at him. Jisung’s frozen as well. He’s usually pretty quiet whenever they talk about any new students and with the way he’s been acting recently, it makes Chan wonder what exactly is floating around Jisung’s seemingly clouded mind.

“Ahh! That girl!” Changbin gasps with a smile on his face. “Dude, she’s honestly pretty cool.”

“Really?” Chan turns to look at him instead.

Changbin nods ecstatically, “you should see her when she’s sparring with Ryujin. (Y/n) isn’t part of any clubs yet, but Ryujin pretty much adopted her into every club she’s in for the time being.”

“Sparring?” Jisung’s interest is piqued as he swallows the last bit of his muffin.

“(Y/n) knows how to kick some ass. She managed to tackle Ryujin without even moving from her spot,” Changbin gushes. “She had the cockiest smile on her face knowing that she managed to get Ryujin down. I bet she’s gonna try and spar with Felix next.”

“Ryujin’s not an easy person to tackle,” Chan chuckles. Ryujin’s determination, stamina and technique are a few of the reasons why she’s one of the most feared students on campus. The last time someone pissed her off on purpose, she stomped on their foot so hard that they cried in the park for a whole hour.

“If we invite Hyunjin, he’ll bring Yeji who will then bring her friends, which means that Ryujin might bring (Y/n),” Changbin rambles. “Apparently, Ryujin is now (Y/n)’s campus mum.” Jisung lets the thought settle in his mind for a moment before a light bulb illuminates his mind; this is his chance to get to know you!

“Let’s invite (Y/n),” Jisung declares.

“Seriously?” Chan looks at him in surprise. “You’re okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You get all nervous and fidgety around new people.” Chan’s claim makes Jisung blink as he stares at him.

“Hyung has a point,” Changbin nods in agreement and it makes Jisung turn to him. “You don’t like new people, HanJi. You said it yourself: new people make you nervous.” He pauses as he gives Jisung a look.

“When did I say that?” Jisung wonders, bemused.

“Last year at Wooyoung’s Summer party.” Changbin purses his lips before continuing, “you said that you were too nervous to meet Kim Hongjoong because you were scared that he would pick up on your fidgeting.”

“Jisung, what Changbin is so desperately trying to say is, we’re just worried that you might get a little anxious spending the night with someone you don’t know that well,” Chan speaks up. He glances at Changbin, silently telling him to let him handle it. “But, if you say that you’ll be fine with it, then we can invite (Y/n). It’ll be good for her since she’s new.”

“I wouldn’t mind.” Changbin and Chan end the conversation just as Hyunjin approaches the table with Yeji by his side.

“Hey, Yeji’s spending lunch with us today,” he says as they sit down.

“Ryujin’s too busy trying to figure out how to kick Felix in the face without him dodging, Lia’s having a vocal workshop, and Chaeryeong’s having volleyball practice,” Yeji explains.

“Jisung wants to invite (Y/n) to the Night Fair with us this Friday,” Chan tells the two. Hyunjin’s head whips to look at Jisung in shock.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, it’ll be fun,” Jisung nods.

“But, you don’t like new people—” Hyunjin cuts himself off when he sees Chan shaking his head.

He glances at Yeji who lets out a small laugh, “it’s fine. I think it’ll be nice. Ryujin and I have been meaning to take (Y/n) to the Night Fair anyway.” She pulls her phone out of her pocket, unlocking the screen while she talks, “I’ll give her a text. I’m pretty sure her class just ended.”

“Invite her here,” Hyunjin says as he glances at Yeji’s screen.

“Aaaaand done,” she hums contently while putting her phone face down on the table. “(Y/n) said she’ll be here in a bit. She just finished Physics.”

“Physics?” Changbin winces. “I can’t imagine having to take physics all over again. That class physically hurt me.”

“Oh come on, physics isn’t all that bad,” Chan rolls his eyes with a laugh.

“Yeah, it’s pretty fun once you get the hang of it,” Jisung laughs.

“Easy for you guys to say—you’re both taking courses that need physics!” Changbin whines.

“Good for the brain, Binnie,” Chan hums, poking at the tattoo of a rabbit on his bicep.

Changbin swats his hand away, whining, “I have enough brain movement from trying to do perspective drawings.” The table erupts into giggles and laughter when Chan and Jisung continue to tease Changbin on his lack of maths skills despite everyone knowing that he’s the best at Mathematics out of all of them. Changbin just likes to dumb himself down when he’s with his friends.

“Oh, there’s (Y/n)!” Yeji raises her arm into the air and waves at you from where you’re standing at the food line. You perk up at the sight of her waving and immediately make your way over to the table, taking a seat opposite from Yeji and right next to Chan.

“Hey, (Y/n),” Chan greets you with a warm smile when you sit down. “Have you met Changbin? He’s in fine arts.”

“I don’t think I have,” you shake your head. Changbin waves at you and you return the wave. “I doubt we would have any classes together if he’s taking arts.”

“Mhm, wouldn’t expect a fine arts and a marine biology student to cross paths in terms of our classes,” he hums.

“We’re going to the Night Fair on Friday,” Hyunjin tells you. Jisung mentally notes the way your eyes widen for a second at the mention of a night fair. “You wanna come with? It’ll be along the beach sometime after seven.”

“Oh, I fucking love fairs!” you exclaim excitedly. “I was planning on staying home and finishing up one of my geography assignments, but I’ll just finish that on Saturday instead.”

“You sure?” he laughs.

“I’m not going to skip going to a fair. Fairs are so fun,” you beam. Jisung keeps his eyes trained on you as subtle as he possibly can, his stomach erupting with butterflies every time you laugh or smile.

If Jisung is being honest, he feels confused. He doesn’t know why he feels such a strong attraction towards your entire being. Hell, he’s only had one proper conversation with you and that only lasted barely ten minutes because neither of you could hear each other properly. Is Jisung finally feeling ‘The Connection’?

“HanJi, are you going to the beach later?” Hyunjin asks.

“Most likely,” he nods. “I don't feel like surfing, though. I feel like just sitting on my board in the water.”

“We can chill at the cove. I don’t really feel like surfing either,” Chan says. He gives Jisung a small smile before he starts gathering everything into his tray. “Alright, I have to go. My class is starting soon, so I’ll see you guys later today.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Changbin says as he stands up. “Bye guys.” Chan and Changbin wave at the table as they leave, leaving Jisung, Yeji, Hyunjin and you sitting together.

“(Y/n), are you coming to the beach with us?” Hyunjin questions while stuffing his mouth full of ramen.

“I’ll have to see whether or not I’m busy, but I’ll let Ryujin know if I am,” you answer. You turn to Jisung when you feel his eyes trained on you, but he immediately turns away and stands up.

“I have to go,” he announces.

“Class or are you trying to avoid… her?” Yeji asks. Jisung’s entire body stiffens. Why did she have to bring Hyemi up now and in front of you?!

“Yeji, I really don’t want to think about having to bump into—”

“Han Jisung!”

“Speak of the fucking devil.” Jisung hangs his head. “I actually might start running—just break into a sprint and fuck off.”

“Too late.” Hyunjin’s face twists into a grimace when Hyemi slings her arm over Jisung’s shoulder.

“Are you busy later this evening, Jisung?” she asks.

“Uhh, yes, I’m going out with my friends,” Jisung states as he shrugs her arm off. “I’m also late for class, so... bye.” He starts walking towards the metal shelf where used food trays are stacked.

“See you another time, Hyemi,” Yeji waves at her with a smug smile on her face knowing that Jisung lending her his jacket is enough of a warning to Hyemi.

“You stay away from him, Hwang,” Hyemi spits.

“Which Hwang are you talking to?” Your comment makes Hyunjin choke on his water while Yeji tries to contain her laughter by covering her mouth with her hands.

Hyemi’s eyes narrow and she leans against the table, “and who exactly are you?”

“I don’t think my name would really matter to you,” you sigh with disinterest dripping from your words. “I mean, I’ve heard about how you keep trying to win over Han Jisung, but if you’re able to constantly forget how he turns you down, you might forget my name a second after I tell you.” You turn to Hyemi and smile at her with the sweetest smile you can muster. “I’m just saving you the trouble, sweetie. Makes it easier for that pretty head of yours.”

“(Y/n),” Hyunjin shoots you a warning look but you shake your head.

“And what are you to Jisung that you would tell me to stop? Do you like him?” Hyemi asks while crossing her arms over her chest.

“What if I do?” You turn back to look at her and stand up. “I don’t see how that’s your business.” You take a step closer to Hyemi and look her straight in the eye. A quick glance at her hand and you can see her reaching for the cup of juice on the table that Changbin had accidentally left, so you grab it instead and chuck it over her top.

Yeji and Hyunjin gasp while Hyemi shrieks out at the top of her lungs. “Y-You! You! This top was expensive!” she whines.

“Well, should’ve worn something else today,” you shrug with a smile. You pick up both your food tray and your backpack, turning to the Hwang twins who are staring at you in complete shock and amusement. “My appetite’s a bit ruined. Must be a bug,” you say while glancing at Hyemi.

You leave the table, Hyemi frozen in her spot with purple liquid dripping down her bubblegum pink blouse while Yeji and Hyunjin can only stare at her while she fumbles around.

“Gotta run quick before the grape juice stains, Hyemi!” Yeji sings when Hyemi turns to her. She lets out a loud sound of frustration before storming out of the cafeteria.

“Is (Y/n) always that bold?” Hyunjin asks once Hyemi’s gone.

"As far as I know, she's just not scared of biting back."

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Jisung’s legs dangle in the water while he stares at the horizon. For the first time in his life, he was too lazy to put on his full body swimsuit and opted for just wearing a pair of his swimming shorts.

“HanJi! We’re going to play volleyball!” Seungmin announces loudly from the shoreline and it makes Jisung turn around to look at him. “Wanna come?” Jisung shakes his head and raises an ‘okay’ symbol into the air which then makes Seungmin nod and give him a thumbs up before turning around to jog back to where Chan, Changbin and Jeongin are.

The waves around the cove are more gentle as compared to the rest of the coast, which makes it more of a chill hangout spot. Jisung and his friends usually only hang out by the cove whenever they don’t feel like surfing or having to deal with the crowd.

The sound of water splashing catches Jisung’s attention and he turns around to see you paddling towards him on your own surfboard.

“Mind if I join you?” you question once you’re close enough.

“Not at all,” Jisung grins, watching as you lift yourself up to straddle your board and sit beside him. The waves gently sway your surfboards as you stare out at the darkening, purple sky.

“I haven’t had the chance to see the sky like this,” you mutter. “It’s beautiful.” Jisung turns to you and lets out a soft exhale as he leans back on his board. You’re beautiful, he wants to say, but he doesn't.

“I’ve always liked watching the sunset from the cove,” he says. “It’s less chaotic than trying to find a place to sit when you’re at the coast.”

A comfortable silence settles between the two of you. There's no need to actually talk and Jisung feels it. There's not even a lick of anxiety that would usually bubble in his chest when he's left alone with someone he doesn't know. Jisung feels comfortable.

You make him feel comfortable.

But there's something that's been bugging Jisung's mind since he left the cafeteria.

Hwang 1: The girl you're practically drooling over just dumped water on Hyemi I think she's the one for you LMAO

Hyunjin's text has been a lingering thought in Jisung's already clouded mind. Did Hyemi do something to you to piss you off? Most likely, right? He wants to ask you about it, but Jisung worries if you might react a certain way.

"Tell me about Lee Hyemi." Your words come out almost like a statement rather than a demand and Jisung sighs.

"She wanted to make me love her in our first year," Jisung starts, "I couldn't shake her off, so now I just ignore her." There's a huge warning in his mind that screams "DO NOT TELL HER ABOUT THE GHOSTING" and Jisung listens to it. He doesn't want you to think he's that kind of a guy, so he just doesn't mention it at all.

Thankfully, you respond with a hum and leave the conversation at that. Jisung wants to ask more. What did she do to you? Did she hurt you? Hyemi definitely started the issue first—no one in their right mind would fight her.

Beachside University students have learned that leaving Hyemi alone means to live your college life in peace. Jisung, however, doesn't get that privilege because of how fucking persistent she is.

Unfortunately, whoever makes their interest in Jisung known immediately earns a red X mark in Hyemi's bitch book. Jisung wonders whether you know that. He also wonders whether you know that now you've bit back at her, Hyemi might try biting back even harder than before.

"You look like you have something on your mind," you point out when you notice that Jisung is lost in his own mind. He turns to look at you and you give him a small smile, "penny for your thoughts?"

“Oh, it’s nothing,” he shakes his head. Jisung appreciates the way you don't pry, and instead, slide off your board to dip into the water. Your arms sling over the width of it, legs dangling with minimal effort to keep you afloat. "You mentioned that you were a swimmer." His words come out as more of a statement and you turn to look at him in confusion because it also sounds like Jisung wanted to follow up on it.

"Yeah," you nod your head when Jisung doesn't add to it. "I thought about joining the swimming club, but I feel like I'd have more fun in the MMA club with Ryujin."

"You don't look like a fighter." Jisung's face immediately fills with panic after he speaks. Stupid! What is that supposed to mean?! His face reddens impossibly when you look at him with your jaw dropped. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way."

"What’s that supposed to mean?" You scoff as you climb back onto your board. Fuck, good job, Jisung.

"I-I…" He stumbles over his words because nothing sounds good enough to defend himself. Jisung only watches as you purse your lips and look at the water. Good job, dumbass, his mutters in his head. He practically said you look weak. How does Jisung save himself from that?!

"I'm going to go check up on Ryujin," you announce as you turn around. "I'll see you around, Jisung."

"Y-Yeah, uhh… later." Jisung feels close to tears. How could he say that to you?! He mentally screams at himself for being so careless with his words—of course you'd be offended! He just said you don't look like a fighter! What's a fighter even supposed to look like?!

"HanJi," Changbin's voice tears Jisung out of his frantic self-punishment and he turns around to see the older man paddling towards him. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. Yeahyeahyeahyeah," Jisung nods. He gulps as he turns away from Changbin.

"(Y/n) and Ryujin said they were leaving… just wanted to ask if you wanted to say goodbye," he says.

"I told (Y/n) that she doesn't look like a fighter," he blurts out. Changbin's face drops and his eyes widen. "I-I'm pretty sure she's offended now, a-and that's why she's leaving so soon. It just came out! I was just trying to make conversation, but out of everything I could say, my dumbass went ahead and said 'you don't look like a fighter'—gee, Jisung what does a fighter even look like?! What am I—"

Changbin cuts him off by dipping his hand into the water and flicking it at Jisung's face, the sudden contact making him squeeze his eyes and mouth shut.

"First of all, you're bad at conversations," Changbin claims and it makes Jisung roll his eyes only to earn another flick of water to his face. "Second of all, I'm pretty sure you can just… I don't know… apologise?"

"I tried to!" Jisung exclaims, arms flailing about the place in panic. "She just said she was going to look for Ryujin and left!"

"Well, you practically called her weak-looking."

"Hyung," Jisung groans, dragging out the 'u' as he covers his face with his hands.

"If you explain it to her when she's less offended, she'll probably listen to you." Changbin knows that Jisung struggles with flirting. He's really bad at it. Everyone kinda knows that he is. But, Changbin also knows that Jisung tries really hard when he's talking to new people. "Just give her some time. Try again later tonight. I'm pretty sure she'll be wherever Ryujin or Yeosang are."

"Yeosang?" Jisung repeats while pulling his hands away from his face.

"I heard they're pretty good friends," he nods. "Just ask around until you find her, maybe your determination to apologise will win over her heart."

“I don’t want to win over her heart,” Jisung huffs. Changbin crosses his arms over his chest and gives him a look. “I don’t!”

“Let’s backtrack,” Changbin clears his throat and mimics opening up a book, his hand sliding down his palm like he’s reading from a list, “event one: Chan hyung and Felix said HanJi was staring at the water while (Y/n) was surfing—wants to know who she is. Event two: Mingi and Minho hyung both claimed that HanJi was really distracted after bumping into (Y/n) in the cafeteria. Event three—”

“Why do you just happen to know these things off of the top of your head?!” Jisung is honestly quite mortified that all of his friends know how stumbly he gets around you and how distracted he gets after interacting with you.

“Because you’re always with one of us,” Changbin says as if it’s so obvious. “You do anything funky in front of any one of us, everyone of us is going to find out eventually. Why else do you think Hyunjin and Yeji invited her over to have lunch with us?”

“They planned that?” He looks at Changbin with furrowed eyebrows and the arts student nods.

“They also planned on asking you to pick up your jacket at the dance studio while she was there—Minho hyung told me that,” he continues while Jisung can only stare at him in shock and horror. “Yeji held on to your jacket for as long as she did because they had a feeling you were, ya’know, crushing for (Y/n).”

“Is it that obvious?” Jisung is about to cringe when he’s suddenly filled with even more panic. “Does (Y/n) know?!”

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that,” Changbin reassures him. “Yeji said she’s actually pretty oblivious.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“I guess it depends on the context,” he shrugs. “Might be bad if you only hint at it, but if you just straight up ask her out, then I don’t think it’ll be such a bad thing. Don’t worry, HanJi, you’ll be fine.” Jisung lets out a small huff before he turns away from Changbin to look at the dark blue water. He may be bad at flirting, but Jisung has a few tricks up his sleeve that’ll get anyone to fall for him.

He just needs to catch you at a time where you're in a decent mood; which shouldn't be too hard considering the fact that Minho says you're usually pretty chill.

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Hwang 2: I wouldn't recommend talking to (Y/n) today I think someone pissed in her morning coffee

Jisung whines as he throws himself onto his bed. He hadn't been able to get a chance to speak with you at all today because your schedules just weren't lining up. Ryujin and Yeji both had also warned him against trying to reach out to you because, according to Ryujin, you were unusually pissed off during your general biology class.

He lets his whines get muffled by his dark blue covers, burying his face further into the covers until he hears his bedroom door creaking open. “What in the world are you doing?” His father’s laugh echoes throughout Jisung’s room and it makes him pull his face out of his bed to stare at him.

“Dad, what were you like when you were in university?” Jisung’s question is simple, but it makes his father’s face twist in panic.

“Oh, jeez, you’re not asking for any homework help, are you? I’m not good at computer things like you are.”

“No, it’s not work,” he clarifies as he sits up. “I mean… What was your social life like? Did you have any girlfriends? Before you met mum?”

His father’s face visibly relaxes as he fully steps into Jisung’s room, closing the door with a small laugh, “is that what this is about?” Jisung sits upright and watches as his father sits beside him on the bed. “What happened? Is it Minho again? Your mother and I have told you so many times that you can date whoever you want!”

“No! It’s not Minho hyung!” He shakes his head feverishly. “Minho hyung and I aren’t like that.”

“Then, I’m going to assume that your 16th birthday was just you and him having a fun wrestling game.” His statement makes Jisung’s entire face flush red.

“I don’t want to talk to you about relationships anymore,” Jisung hurriedly says as he stands up and quickly walks towards his door, but his father grabs onto his arm while laughing.

“I’m just teasing you, Sung.” He pulls Jisung back towards his bed. “Now, tell me what’s wrong. Maybe I can give you some love advice. I was quite the player myself when I was your age.”

“Does mum know that?”

His father pauses, blinking a few times before clearing his throat, “maybe it’s better if we don’t mention that in front of her.”

“I think I might have a crush on someone.” Hearing the confession out loud reminds Jisung of the time he had harboured a crush on the new kid in his class when he was in high school. He hadn’t acted on it, but Jisung remembers going through the same exact emotions he did then as he does now.

“I thought you’ve always handled your crushes on people quite well?” his father claims.

“I’ve only had like two crushes in my entire life. Felix when we first met and Ari. I just know that this feeling I get, right now, feels the same as when I had a crush on Ari,” Jisung explains.

“You had a crush on Felix?”

He completely ignores the question and continues. “I don’t know how to really act. Around her. I just know that I like her because she’s cool, and she’s a surfer, and she’s also pretty funny, but I also don’t know her that well at all!”

“Have you had a proper conversation with her yet?” his father asks.

“Not really,” Jisung shakes his head. “We bumped into each other twice, literally, and after that it was a lot of small talk in between classes.”

“So, you’re unsure of your feelings because you don’t know her that well?”

“That’s the thing; I don’t know.” Jisung lets out a sigh as he pauses and gathers his thoughts. “I know that I get… the feeling… around her, but I don’t know her well enough and I think it’s scaring me.” A knock comes from his door and it tears both Jisung and his father away from the conversation momentarily to see his mother peeking her head in.

“Oh, am I interrupting a father-son thing?” she gasps.

“No, Jisung’s just having some confusing feelings,” his father clarifies.

“Confusing feelings?” She fully steps into the room and approaches the two. “Is this a love thing?”

“Jisung has a crush on someone, but he doesn’t know her that well.”

“You don’t necessarily have to know someone that well to have a crush on them,” she says as she sits on the other side of Jisung. “Did you think I knew your father that well when I realised that I liked him? I just saw him once in a cafe and I thought he was handsome!”

“I think it really depends on how far you’re willing to go to try and confirm your feelings,” his father adds. “Your mother gave me her number and it just kicked off. Maybe, you just need to wait for the right time to talk to her.”

“I may have offended her, though,” Jisung admits softly.

“You? Offending someone?” His mother lets out a hearty laugh, the idea of it seeming to be so incredulous to her. “Jisung, from what I’ve heard from Felix and Minho, you’re the sweetest boy on campus. How could you have offended her?”

“I told her she didn’t look like a fighter…”

“Is she a fighter?” his father questions. When Jisung nods, both of his parents exchange a look. “Okay… uhm… it couldn’t have been that bad.”

“We were at the beach and (Y/n) and I were sitting on our boards in the water,” Jisung starts. He feels his face heating up at the idea of getting relationship advice from his parents, but he’s always been relatively quite close to them. “We were talking about a bunch of campus stuff and I asked about her wanting to join clubs. She said she might join the MMA club because she’s friends with Ryujin and my dumbass went ahead and said ‘you don’t look like a fighter’ and (Y/n) left!”

“That’s not so bad,” his mother claims. “It could’ve gone worse.”

“That is true,” his father nods in agreement. “You could’ve told her she’s a bad fighter—now, that would’ve been bad.”

“That’s not helping!” Jisung groans loudly, a whine following as he buries his face in his hands.

“Sweetie, just apologise to her. You never know, if she likes you as much as you do, then she’ll definitely push it aside,” his mother says.

“Everyone has some awkward moments here and there, Jisung. This is just a small divot in your relationship. Find some time to talk to her and just see how it goes from there. If anything bad happens, then you’ll know that she’s not the one.” Jisung’s father pats his back reassuringly, and when Jisung pulls his face out of his hands, both of his parents are softly smiling at him.

“You’ve got this, Jisungie. Just talk to her. If anything goes wrong, your father and I will go out and buy you a whole cheesecake from the bakery across the street,” his mother chuckles. When Jisung shows no sign of relief, she lets out a sigh, “oh, Jisung. Love isn’t easy, dear. It’s a lot of trial and error and a lot of learning, but that’s okay! You learn to love and you learn with the person you love. I’m sure (Y/n) will understand if you explain anything to her.”

“You think so?” He turns to look at her, his teeth chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“Definitely,” she smiles.

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“So, all we need to do for this assignment is… what are we supposed to do?” Jisung turns to Chan. They’re sitting in the library together, finishing an assignment for the only class they share: Coding.

“‘Create an algorithm/pseudocode that will lead to the given outcome’,” Chan reads the assignment out loud.

“That sounds way too simple,” he mutters as he reads the document.

“Ah, here’s the catch: ‘the code will then be used to create a game scene (for game development students) and must resemble the given example’.”

“What the fuck?” Jisung groans.

“I get why they made sure everyone was paired with a game development student,” Chan hums. “Don’t worry. We can work on the code together and keep referring to the example until we have it completed.”

“Wouldn’t that be a lot of work for you, too? I mean, you’re already going to be doing the whole game programming thing…” Jisung trails off.

“I really don’t mind, Sung,” Chan reassures him with one of his bright smiles. “We can work on the entire code together. It can’t really be that hard since there’s two of us.”

“Yes, but the whole point of this being a ‘paired assignment’ is so that we’re forced to understand each other's code,” JIsung points out. “Hyung, we all have different ways of coding, remember?”

“Jisung, stay fucking positive. I’m losing my mind over here,” Chan groans. “I just want to graduate—please, god, let me graduate.” He lowers his head onto the table and starts repeatedly banging his forehead against the wood while Jisung stares. He doesn’t know what to do. Should he pat Chan on the back…?

“All that head banging’s making a ruckus!” The librarian, Park Seonghwa, hisses from the counter at the front of the library. “If you want to go banging your head, go do it outside where it won’t bother everyone else.”

Chan lifts his head and glares at Seonghwa. “If you weren’t so uptight, then maybe you’d have a girlfriend,” he huffs under his breath.

“I’m gay, dipshit!” He’s about to throw his book, but his boyfriend, Hongjoong—who’s been sitting beside him the entire time—holds onto his wrist and shakes his head.

“At least one of us is getting laid!” Hongjoong giggles. The remark only makes Chan even more frustrated because he knows he’s just being an asshole from all of the stress.

“We can always just do this assignment in the park,” Jisung suggests.

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea,” Chan sighs while nodding. He packs his laptop into his messenger bag, Jisung doing the same, before the two of them head out. “Sorry, Hwa. I’ll buy you and Joong lunch tomorrow to make up for this.”

“Aww, it’s alright, hyung,” Seonghwa chuckles. “I just like messing with you. Good luck on your assignment!” Seonghwa’s immediate switch in his personality has always been something people admire him for. His bright tone lifts the weight that’s on Chan’s chest lightly and he manages a smile.

“I’m still buying you lunch.”

Seonghwa opens his mouth to refuse, but Hongjoong slaps his hand over his mouth, “lunch sounds great, hyung. Hwa and I really like the butter chicken at the restaurant right outside of campus. We’re both free at twelve.”

“Ah, I have class at twelve. I’ll pack some from the restaurant and I’ll meet you in the cafeteria at five?”

“I love that idea,” Hongjoong nods. “See you then!” Hongjoong waves as Jisung and Chan leave, his hand only coming off of Seonghwa’s mouth when they’re at the door.

“Why’d you do that? Now I’m going to feel bad!” Seonghwa’s whining is only vaguely heard by them and it makes them laugh.

The campus park is right outside the library building, which made it a very short trip for the pair. Jisung and Chan choose a spot underneath the massive cherry blossom tree that has been on campus since it was built.

The branches are bare, but it still makes a nice spot to sit under for some peace of mind. The park is usually not that loud either. It’s only more lively in the evening when all the students are walking around or playing frisbee after their classes.

Comfortable underneath the branches of the cherry blossom tree, Chan and Jisung pull their laptops out and start working on the assignment. They’re both pretty good at coding on their own, which makes it easier for them to just work on it together in mostly silence.

“Hyung, are you going to the beach later?” Jisung questions.

“Uhh, maybe not today,” Chan answers. “I’m going to the gym after this with Binnie, so I don’t think either of us are going to the beach.” His fingers tap away at his keyboard while he speaks quite absentmindedly, his thoughts too busy with the assignment in front of him.

They return to their previous quiet state of concentration, the two of them working quickly. The only thing heard from Chan and Jisung are their keyboards clacking—quite aggressively on Chan’s side—until a ball comes flying straight towards them.

“Look out!” Felix warns. Chan and Jisung look up just in time to avoid the ball, watching as it ricochets off of the tree trunk and into the lake. “Ah, damn it,” he grumbles.

“Lix, watch where you’re kicking that thing,” Chan scolds.

“Sorry! That was my fault!” you apologise as you jog towards the two. "I'm not good at football."

"You're shit at it," Yeosang deadpans from beside you.

"It's not like you're any better," Felix snorts while looking at him.

"How do we get the ball back?" Yeosang wonders as he stares at the football that's floating quite far into the lake.

"Pray?"

"I'm an Atheist, Lix." Felix raises his arms in defense, a small smile on his face as he laughs softly.

"I mean, we could always send (Y/n) to swim and get it back," Felix suggests.

"In that murky water? Fuck no," your face twists with disgust as you scoff. "I feel like I'd be contracting 5 different diseases just from dipping my hand into it."

"Stick," Jisung says simply while holding up one of the fallen branches. "Poke at it until it comes back."

"Stick!" Felix gasps excitedly as he grabs the branch from Jisung's hand and starts running towards the water with Yeosang following.

"Not following them?" Chan chuckles when you stay in your spot and watch the two men trying to poke at the football.

"No, because I have a feeling Yeosang would kick me into the lake," you quip. Chan keeps his eyes on the two for a moment longer before standing up to join them, leaving you with Jisung.

He feels the air becoming thick when the two of you are alone together. Jisung isn’t entirely sure whether the air changed because he thinks it did or if it’s because you’re not that comfortable around him anymore. Nonetheless, he clears his throat to break the silence.

“Y-You’re not going to help?” he asks.

“They’ll figure it out,” you hum, eyes still focused on the way Chan and Yeosang hold onto the edge of Felix’s sweater to keep him from falling into the water.

Jisung thinks that now should be the best time to talk to you and try to apologise for saying you don’t look like a fighter, but he also doesn’t want to make the current vibe even more awkward than it already is.

“Hey, (Y/n),” he calls after a moment. You let out a hum of acknowledgement while turning to look at him. “I… uhh… I’m sorry about the other day… you know. I didn’t mean to imply that you looked weak or anything—it came out wrong, you know? I wanted to say that I thought you were probably going to join the dance club and learn how to dance since Hyunjin mentioned that you’re at the dance studio with them a lot, so maybe you wanted to learn? I don’t know, I didn’t mean for it to come out… like that, but I—”

“Jisung, you’re rambling,” you state, effectively cutting him off and making his face turn red before you let out a small chuckle. “I’m sorry I reacted the way that I did. I was, admittedly, having quite a shit day, so I felt bad afterwards which was why I left the beach. To answer your question, no, I’m not going to try and learn how to dance because I’ll end up looking like a baby deer trying to learn how to walk.

I wanted to apologise earlier today, but I didn’t have any time to go out and look for you.” Jisung feels a huge weight lifting off of his chest despite the small doubt that creeps up in the back of his head. “I’m not saying it just to make you feel better,” you reassure him when you see the smallest bit of doubt breaking through the relief painted on his face.

“So, we’re cool?” he asks, for extra reassurance. It makes you laugh slightly as you nod.

“Yeah, we’re cool.” You take a step closer to him so that you’re able to sit on one of the giant roots that stick out from the ground, your attention drifting back to Yeosang, Felix, and Chan who are still trying to poke at the ball that’s only getting further away from them. “How do they expect to get it back now?” you wonder out loud.

“If they really are willing, they’ll push Channie hyung into the water against his will,” Jisung quips. You let out a laugh at that, glancing around to see him smiling. “You’re joining us at the fair tomorrow night, right?”

“Seriously, I wouldn't miss it for the world, Ji,” you say while nodding. “It’s been getting busier with assignments and all, so it would be nice to take a night off and just hang out with friends.”

"Stop it!" Chan starts whining when Yeosang and Felix both start playfully pushing him towards the water and it makes Jisung turn away from you. "I'm not swimming in the piss lake!"

You let out a laugh, "piss lake?"

"There's a joke that some of the students piss in the lake whenever they're in the park because the nearest toilet is haunted," Jisung explains with a chuckle. "No one's actually ever seen anyone taking a piss in the water, but no one really wants to touch it either."

"Guys!" Chan flails his arms around helplessly when Yeosang and Felix manage to hold him by the waist and pull him closer to the water, making you and Jisung laugh as you watch.

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HanJi: Where are you guys? We’re already here

Hwang 1: Yeni and I are heading there now Don’t worry Blame Minho hyung for leaving this kid all on his own -_-

Minho hyung: How in the world is that my fault??? He told me he knew how to get to the fair on his own

Hwang 1: I— Yeah whatever We’ll be there in five

Hwang 2: Give us fifteen Lia can’t find Chae

Binnie hyung: “Can’t find”?

Hwang 2: I don’t know the details All I know is that we’re missing one person She’s just Gone~

Jisung lowers his phone with a small laugh. “How in the world do you lose a person?”

“Knowing Chae and her tendencies in sneaking around the place, I’m not really surprised that Lia lost her,” Minho laughs. Chan lets out an audible shiver when the wind picks up and blows past them, making him cling onto Changbin’s arm, hands shoving themselves into the pocket of Changbin's black bomber jacket.

“Wha—Hey!” Changbin exclaims at the sudden intrusion of his beloved personal space.

The six of them are gathered right outside the fair as they wait, the small path leading into the fair bustling with people. Streetlights and multicoloured lanterns lighten up the busy street with a soft glow.

“Why is it so cold tonight?” Chan huffs.

“It’s starting to get colder at night,” Felix says, eyes glued to his phone before he lifts it to show his friends his weather app. “The weather’s been all over the place lately, so I wouldn’t be too surprised if it suddenly started getting colder sooner than expected.”

“Channie hyung’s also just cold a lot,” Minho claims, grinning when Chan shoots him a glare. “You sleep with socks on.”

“Sleeping with socks on doesn’t mean anything,” Chan grumbles.

“It means you’re weird,” Seungmin claims as he pulls his camera away from his face to look at his friends. He was too busy taking pictures of the fair than to actually partake in his friends’ conversation.

“No, it doesn’t,” Felix shakes his head. “I think it just means that Channie hyung has cold feet that need to be protected while he sleeps.”

“Either that, or we’ll have a sneezing Bang Chan waltzing all over the place,” Minho snickers. He flinches when Chan raises his hand, but he immediately lowers it when he starts to feel cold and stuffs it back into Changbin’s pocket.

“There’s Yeni and Hyunjin.” Felix points in the direction of the campus where Jeongin and Hyunjin are walking towards them with their hands dug into the pockets of their jackets and beanies covering their hair. Admittedly, it’s 13 degrees celsius when the past few days have been 20, which would explain why everyone’s not as bundled up as they should be.

Jisung keeps his hands busy by tossing a hot pack back-and-forth. Even he wasn’t that prepared for the cold weather, which led him into stopping by the CU on campus to buy a hot pack. The breeze that blows from the ocean’s direction doesn’t exactly help their cold situation either. Every time a breeze brushes by, Jisung feels his ears pricking from the low temperature.

“I thought you said that you knew how to get here,” Minho huffs when Jeongin and Hyunjin stand in their small circle.

“I thought I did,” Jeongin mutters, “turns out I didn’t.”

“He’s lucky I was still on-campus or else he would’ve had to tag along Yeji and help look for Chaeryeong,” Hyunjin chuckles.

“Again, how do you lose an entire person?” Jisung laughs.

“Chae’s easily distracted and, usually, they’re able to find her in the same building, but Chae somehow managed to disappear from Lia’s dorm building and no one knows where she is,” he explains casually as though it’s something that happens every other day. Hyunjin pulls his phone out of his pocket and glances at the screen before turning around, “there they are.”

Everyone follows Hyunjin’s gaze to see Yeji and her friends approaching the group with you linked to Ryujin’s elbow. Lia has her arm linked around Chaeryeong’s arm—seemingly to stop her from straying away—while Yeji has her hands in the front pocket of her red hoodie.

“It hasn't even been ten minutes,” Felix points out.

“Yeah, it turns out that Chae was in the park staring at the geese,” Ryujin sighs.

“They’re not scary when they’re not chasing you,” Chaeryeong claims while lifting her shoulders in a shrug.

“That is very true,” Chan says with a laugh.

“Wait, so are we going to stand here and talk, or are we going to actually go into the fair and have some fun?” Changbin asks, clearly getting impatient after having to wait longer than he thought he would have to.

“God, you’re like a giant baby.” Minho eyes him up and down with a fake sneer on his face.

“At least I’m cute,” Changbin argues, which only makes Minho scowl. Before he’s able to bite back, Chan pulls Changbin away.

“Okaaay! Let’s go into the fair before the cats start fighting,” Chan announces as he starts tugging Changbin towards the entrance to the fair.

“Are we splitting into groups?” Jeongin questions as everyone starts following after the two.

“I think that would be best,” Hyunjin nods. “There’s… thirteen of us, though,” he points out after counting everyone.

“Here’s an idea—Channie hyung can stay with Changbin, I’ll take Jeongin, Hyunjin and Yeji are in a pair, Felix and Seungmin stay in a pair, Lia, Chaeryeong and Ryujin stick together while Ji and (Y/n) pair together!” Jisung’s face falls and he turns to look at Minho who all but shrugs when he sees the younger male’s reaction.

“I’m good with that,” Changbin nods before tugging Chan towards the entrance, the two of them disappearing into the bustling crowd before anyone else can object.

“I’m alright with sticking with Seungmin,” Felix hums in agreement, “he takes nice pictures.”

“Lix makes the perfect model in places like these,” Seungmin grins while turning to look at him. He waves his DSLR camera slightly, earning a nod from Felix before they rush into the crowd. With their group smaller now, Hyunjin turns to Yeji and extends his arm out towards her.

“Milady.”

“I can’t believe Minho oppa left me with you,” she huffs jokingly, taking his arm nonetheless while Hyunjin giggles.

“Are you going to be alright with Jisung?” Ryujin asks while turning to look at you.

“I’ll be fine,” you nod, glancing at your temporary partner who gives you a pursed lip smile.

“We’ll see you guys later then.” Lia, Chaeryeong and Ryujin wave at you as they walk towards the entrance, leaving you with Jisung, Minho and Jeongin.

“If you guys need anything,” Minho raises his phone, “you both have my number.” He smiles at the both of you before heading into the fair with Jeongin, who excitedly waves at the two of you.

“Shall we?” Jisung turns to you, leading the walk towards the entrance.

“When was the last time you came to the fair?” you ask as you step into the fair.

He lets out a hum, looking around for a moment before glancing at you, “probably last year. Minho hyung, Felix and I try coming every year as some kind of a tradition.”

“Minho and Felix?”

“Yeah,” he nods. “I’ve known them for quite a while. Minho hyung and I live on the same street. Our parents are pretty good friends, too, so we've known each other practically forever. Felix moved into our middle school and we've been friends since then."

"Must be nice to have your best friends in the same uni, huh?" you hum. You let out a small sigh at the thought of growing up with your friends.

"Do you not have any childhood friends?" Jisung asks.

"I have one, but they moved to Japan for studies," you say while nodding. "I haven't seen them in two years, so I'm planning on visiting them this Christmas."

"Christmas with friends is nice," he claims. "If you're on campus the week before Christmas, we can watch the Christmas Showcase together." Jisung looks to his left and stops walking which makes you stop as well. “How good is your aim?” You turn around and see one of the game stalls. The stall is decorated with various dart boards and fake darts, small balloons stuck to the back wall.

“Pretty okay,” you grin while glancing at Jisung. You approach the stall and your attention immediately glues to the line of plush toys that hang from the back of the stall. “Ooh, Ji, check out that octopus,” you tug on the sleeze of his red denim jacket and point to the round orange octopus plushie. “How many points do we need to get the plushy?” you ask the vendor.

“If you pop five balloons, you can win the plushy,” the vendor tells you.

“Let me,” Jisung says while extending his arm out in front of you, a cocky smile on his face as he hands one of the fair coupons to the vendor. “I’ll get you the octopus.”

“Whatever you say, hotshot,” you laugh. Your arms cross over your chest as you watch the vendor hand Jisung five red darts. He tosses the first one and misses. He actually misses all of them except for one and turns around to look at you with a big smile on his face when he’s out of darts. “It’s the effort that counts,” you reassure him while laughing, your hand patting his shoulder.

“You give it a try,” Jisung urges as he pulls you closer while handing the vendor one more of his coupons.

“Ji, you don’t have to use your coupons for me, I have a few of my own,” you tell him, but he shrugs in response. The vendor hands you five darts and Jisung takes a step back as he watches you intently. You manage to pop all five balloons and the vendor pulls the octopus plushie off of it’s hanging display to hand to you. “I guess we know which one of us has better aim,” you joke.

“Show off,” Jisung huffs.

“You’re just jealous that I’m good at darts,” you tease while waving the octopus in front of him. “Which means that I won Octo for myself.”

He pushes the plushie aside to look at you and laughs, “you’ve already given it a name?”

“Well, I can’t just leave it nameless, now can I?” You bring Octo closer to yourself and smile at it, your hands squishing it repeatedly to the point where you’re definitely distracted while Jisung watches with a butterfly colony in his gut. He doesn’t tear your attention away from the squishy octopus and, instead, just patiently waits until you look back up. “Okay, I think that’s enough squishing for now.”

“You sure? You don’t want to squish it for extra measure?” Jisung crosses his arms over his chest and raises an eyebrow. You look between him and Octo before squishing it one last time and nodding. “Alright, let’s go. We can check out more of the games.”

You’re quick to follow beside Jisung, the two of you making your way through the fair and stopping every once in a while to play some of the games. “Is that ukulele?” He points at one of the game stalls with a dark blue ukulele hanging from the prize display.

“They’re giving one away as a prize?” you wonder as you turn to look at it.

“It’s worth a shot,” he shrugs. Jisung takes a step closer and he lets out a sigh when he sees what kind of a game it is. “It’s a shooting game,” he mutters. There’s a BB gun sitting on the front counter and a few plastic cups lined up on the shelf at the back.

“I can try winning it for you,” you offer.

“Really?” Jisung turns to you with wide, sparkling eyes. You nod and hand Octo to him before handing one of your coupons to the vendor.

“Knock down five for the plush toys and knock down fifteen for the ukulele,” the vendor tells you as you pick up the BB gun.

“Have you ever fired a gun before?” Jisung asks as he watches you.

“Not a real one,” you shake your head, “but I used to play paintball with my high school friends.” You raise the BB gun and start firing the cups down one-by-one.

“I’m going to assume that paintball is the reason why your aim’s really good,” Jisung mutters as he watches you shoot the red plastic cups.

“Uhh, something like that,” you say absentmindedly, trying to keep your focus on your aim. “I haven’t played in a while, though—haven’t really had the time.” You shoot down the fifteenth cup and the vendor pulls the ukulele down from the display to put it in a small black bag as you place the BB gun back down onto the counter. Jisung hands Octo back to you as he takes the ukulele case. “You’re welcome,” you hum when you see the way Jisung peeks into the case to eye the ukulele lovingly.

“Thank you, (Y/n).” He turns to you with a big smile on his face as he slings the bag over his shoulder. Jisung’s toothy smile is contagious and you can’t help but return the smile, staring at him for a moment before you take a step closer and lean up. Jisung’s entire body freezes when he feels you press a kiss to his cheek.

You take a step away and let out a small chuckle when you see how red his face has gotten, “you’re cute.”

“I-I—Uhm… you’re… uhm… pretty cute yourself.” Jisung clears his throat as his eyes look around the place nervously, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with you.

“Is there anything else you want to play?” you ask once he’s in a less flustered state.

“We’ve pretty much tried all of them,” Jisung claims as he looks around. “I think all that’s left are the mirror maze and the haunted house.”

“Do you get scared easily?” You turn to him.

“Uhh, I usually try avoiding the haunted house if I’m here alone, but we can go in if you’d like,” he shrugs.

“It’s alright, we can go into the mirror maze instead.” Jisung nods and the two of you walk towards the small building with a large glowing ‘MIRROR MAZE’ sign right above the entrance. A few people go in and come out through the other door, but there isn’t a line or anything that would force you to have to wait.

The moment you step into the mirror maze, you already feel lost. The area’s barely even lit up save for the black light and the mirrors just reflect everything.

“Was this a bad idea?” you mutter as the two of you walk around mindlessly.

“Probably,” Jisung chuckles. He looks around as he walks away from you, unknowingly straying away from you and into a different path until he bumps into a mirror. “Shit,” he sighs when he’s faced with his own reflection. “I think I reached a dead end.” When you don’t respond, Jisung turns around and that’s when he realises that you’re gone. “(Y/n)?” he calls out as he tries to follow back where he came from.

Jisung wanders around for a bit longer, bumping into mirrors half of the time before he finds himself at another dead end without any sight of you. “(Y/n)? Can you hear me?” he calls out once again while letting his right hand glide along the mirrors to try and find a way out.

“Jisung? I lost you and I have no idea where to go next,” you say loud enough for him to hear. Concern fills Jisung when he hears the way your voice shakes slightly.

“(Y/n), just keep talking, I’ll try looking for you.”

“Okay, but I don’t even know which direction your voice is coming from—how are we supposed to find each other?” you question. Jisung purses his lips as he thinks about it.

“Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out,” he hums just as he takes a left turn.

“I might be freaking out a bit,” you confess with a shaky laugh. “Maybe this mirror maze really was a bad idea.”

“You’ll be fine, (Y/n),” Jisung reassures you when he stops at two turns. You’re not talking anymore, which only makes it harder for him to figure out where exactly you are. “Where did you say you were going for Christmas?”

“This Christmas?”

“Yeah.”

“Japan. I said I was going to meet up with my friend,” you say. Jisung looks around while you speak before deciding to go right.

“What’s their name?” he questions to keep you talking.

“They call themselves Mip now. I’ve known them since we were in pre-school. They used to have a dog—it was this giant… doberman…? I think that’s what it was, but it was fucking massive.” Jisung wanders around, following whichever direction makes you sound the clearest while you talk about Mip’s dog until you stop talking again.

“Are you ever going to get your own dog?” he asks when he’s lost again.

“Probably, but not a doberman. Those things are too big for an apartment. Maybe I could get one the size of Kkami,” you wonder just as Jisung turns right to see you sitting on the ground with Octo in your lap. “Jisung!” you gasp when you see him, scrambling to your feet to run towards him.

Your arms wrap around him and Jisung freezes while you hug him. “I told you I’d find you,” he chuckles as he hugs you back. “I’m pretty sure I saw the exit on the way here.” Jisung pulls away, but you keep your arm linked around his as he walks you to the exit. “Do you still want to go into the haunted house?” He asks once you’re outside.

“Uhh, I’d better not,” you shake your head sheepishly. “I’m sorry I made you go around just to find me.”

“It’s fine,” Jisung reassures you while ruffling your hair, “I’ve had to look for Hyunjin in the mirror maze a few times before.” You keep yourself attached to Jisung’s side, your other hand wrapped around Octo, as you walk around the fair until you bump into Hyunjin and Yeji.

“Hey, guys!” Yeji greets with a cotton candy stick in her hand and a dark purple cat ear headband stuck into her hair.

“We saw you going into the mirror maze,” Hyunjin claims. There’s a dark blue cat ear headband in his hair as well, which Jisung can only assume came from the same game stall. “How was it?”

“It’s the same as every year,” Jisung shrugs. “We just got lost for a bit.”

“Is that why you’re holding hands now?” Yeji snickers when she sees the way you’re still holding onto Jisung’s hand. You’re about to pull away, but Jisung keeps his grip on your hand tight.

“Yeah, she had to come find me in the maze,” Jisung laughs.

“Really? Usually HanJi’s the one that has to come find me,” Hyunjin says. “Fun to see that he’s finally the one getting lost instead.”

“Yeah,” you chuckle while glancing at Jisung. He squeezes your hand reassuringly and flashes you a small smile.

“Have you guys bumped into the others yet?” He quickly changes the topic to stop you from getting any kind of teasing from the dramatic pair.

“We saw Seungmin taking pictures of Felix in front of the ferris wheel and the girls went into the haunted house a while ago, but we don’t know where the others are,” Hyunjin says.

“I feel like heading back now, though. I think the Dance Dance Revolution machine took a lot out of me.” Yeji lets out a tired sigh and turns to Hyunjin.

“There’s a Dance Dance Revolution machine?” Your eyes widen.

“Yeah, it’s in the same area as the ferris wheel,” Hyunjin nods, his thumb jerking in the direction of the large ferris wheel on the other end of the fair. “I’m gonna walk Yeji back. We’ll see you guys tomorrow.” The pair wave at you two as they walk away and once they’re gone, you turn to Jisung.

“You wanna ride the ferris wheel then head back?” Jisung’s about to nod when all of his thoughts pause. The ferris wheel? The ferris wheel is the romantic zone; the place where everyone confesses or shares their first kiss one their car reaches the top.

Jisung’s never been on it before because he’s never actually had the urge to go on it, but with you here… Jisung can’t help but wonder whether this is some kind of a sign or a golden opportunity.

“I don’t mind,” he finally says. Your eyes light up and you immediately start pulling him through the crowd and towards the ferris wheel.

Jisung hands his last coupons to the vendor and the two of you climb into one of the cars, both of you sitting down on the metal bench inside once the door closes. Jisung’s suddenly highly aware of how quiet it is on the inside of the cart as compared to the outside where the crowd is bustling.

You’re too busy looking out of the glass window to notice the way Jisung watches you adoringly. He really hasn’t felt this way since he was in high school, and even then, he’s pretty sure you make him feel more than Ari ever did. Jisung lets out a content sigh as he looks out the window as well, admiring the view as the car slowly gets higher and higher as the ferris wheel turns.

“Wow,” you breathe out in awe once you’re at the top. You stand up from the seat, leaving Octo out of your hands as you look outside. “You can see the entire fair from up here—Jisung, check it out.” You beckon him over with your hand and he obliges, standing beside you as he looks out as well.

The entire layout of the fair is visible from your car and you gasp when you see Jeongin and Minho in the distance. “There’s Yeni!” Jisung follows your gaze to see Jeongin excitedly running towards the older man with a cat doll in his hand. He waves the toy excitedly and the two of you assume that he’s just won it at one of the game stalls.

Jisung’s attention slowly drifts back to you and his heart absolutely adores how radiant you seem without anything bothering your mind. There’s not a single thought of your assignments, your classes or your exams in your mind; only Jisung.

You turn to look at him, cheeks flushing at the way he stares at you. Kiss her! Kiss her, you fool! Jisung’s brain screams at him, but he can’t seem to bring himself to do it even though you’re definitely inviting him with your eyes. What are you waiting for?! A formal invitation?! Kiss (Y/n)!

You clear your throat when Jisung stares at you silently for a bit longer and you turn away. Disappointment creeps into the back of your head when the realisation hits you:

He’s not going to kiss you.

Jisung mentally slaps himself in the face for missing such a perfect opportunity once the ferris wheel cars start moving again. He feels embarrassed. Why didn’t he just do it?! The two of you silently step out of the car once it reaches the bottom and you make your way back to your apartment quietly.

Jisung was kind enough to offer to walk you home, but he doesn’t say anything because he’s too busy yelling at himself. You stay quiet because it’s starting to feel awkward. Jisung’s mental battle is making it too difficult for him to make any proper conversations with you and he’s too worried about saying something stupid.

“Thank you for walking me back,” you thank softly once you’re outside your building. “I had a really fun time tonight.”

“Y-Yeah, I had a good time, too,” Jisung clears his throat, his hand subconsciously raising to rub the back of his neck in an attempt to calm his nerves. “You’re really nice, (Y/n). Y-Your aim’s really good, too.”

You let out a small chuckle, “thanks. You’re not so bad at beer pong.”

“Yeah,” he nods. Awkward. It’s awkward. Do something! Jisung’s head starts screaming again. He so badly wants it to shut the fuck up. As oblivious as your friends think you are, you aren’t oblivious at all. It’s just easier to pretend you don’t know when someone’s hitting on you. You stand in front of him, quietly wondering whether or not he’ll make the first move, before you decide ‘fuck it’.

“Hey, Ji?”

“Yeah!” Jisung squeaks out, cheeks flaring at how quickly he responded. You take a step closer to him and kiss him. His brain malfunctions. Every sense in his body suddenly ignites and his hands raise to hold onto your biceps as he kisses you back. It’s soft and sweet as your lips mold together.

You pull away after a moment but Jisung chases after you and keeps his lips on yours, deepening the kiss. When he finally pulls away, you’re staring at him breathlessly.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve been wanting to do that,” he chuckles, out of breath before he leans back in.

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Han Jisung: Are you coming to the cafeteria?

(Y/n): No, I’m at the library I brought an onigiri from the Family Mart next to my building, so I’m finishing work while I’m eating

Jisung looks up from his phone and to Felix who’s watching him curiously. “I’m going to the library,” he announces as he pulls his backpack over his shoulder. Jisung’s pretty sure he has a packet of cookies somewhere in his backpack for days when he doesn’t feel like eating in the cafeteria.

“Alright, I’ll see you after classes then.” Felix waves at him before stepping through the doors of the cafeteria, Jisung leaving the Student Union to make his way to the library building right beside it.

Once there, Seonghwa greets him as he walks in, Jisung flashing him a small smile before scanning the library to look for you. “(Y/n)’s at the back. She usually sits at the seats next to the window,” the librarian says. Jisung turns to look at him and the older man only winks in response just as he turns around to arrange some books on the counter.

“Thanks, hyung,” Jisung mutters. He makes his way past all of the tables and shelves until he reaches the end of the library. You’re sitting at the table right against the window, back turned to Jisung and your head bobbing along to music as your pencil runs across the notebook in front of you. The sight makes him smile slightly as he approaches you, tapping your shoulder before he takes the empty seat beside you.

You whip your head in his direction and pull your earphone out, “oh! Hey, Ji. You’re not getting lunch?”

“No, I have cookies,” Jisung says while reaching his hand into his bag to search for the cookies. He pulls out the small packet and waves it in the air before ripping the plastic open and setting it down on the table. “What are you working on?” he asks while leaning his arms on the table to lean closer to your notebook.

“It’s just some math stuff, " you say while waving your hand at it slightly. “There’s some physics involved with the ocean floor and stuff.” Jisung reaches for it slowly and only takes it when you nod, his eyes reading over the page before his face contorts in confusion.

“I don’t understand a single thing on this page,” he mutters jokingly as he sets your book down.

“A lot to do with rocks,” you chuckle as you slide the book back in front of yourself.

“Is it fun?”

“Geology?” You turn to Jisung and he nods in clarification. “Eh, it’s pretty alright. It gets a bit boring sometimes, but it’s kinda cool when you think about how the rocks change if they’re pressurized or heated. It’s a compulsory subject for this year, so I can’t really get out of it anyway. Might as well be happy with it rather than resenting it.”

Jisung lets out a hum at that and you turn to him questioningly. “I just think that’s pretty cool. Most students just vent about how much they hate certain classes because they’re compulsory.”

“I mean, if you spend your entire year hating a specific class, you’re not going to enjoy it at all,” you shrug as you turn back to your book, your hand letting your pencil drag along the corner of the page. “What about you? Do you have any classes you dislike more than the others?”

“Not really, I just don’t like maths,” he shakes his head.

“Aren’t you taking a course that’s completely based around maths?” When Jisung shrugs, you let out a hearty laugh, throwing your head back.

“I just do it without thinking much, honestly,” Jisung chuckles. “It sounds strange, but I don’t think I even know half of the things I’m typing until after I’ve typed it all out.”

“I’m sorry, what’s your grade average, again?” You laugh in disbelief when he cheekily smiles. “No way…”

“My average GPA is probably about 3.8.”

“No fucking way, Han Jisung.” You let out an impressive whistle when Jisung winks at you. “You really are something.”

“In love with me yet?” he jokes.

“Not quite yet, but there definitely is a small something happening in my heart,” you quip. Jisung lets out a loud, exaggerated gasp. His hand flies to clutch his chest and mocks hurt.

“You’re not in love with me?!” he gasps loudly. “And after all that I’ve done for you?”

“Mhm and what might that be?” You cross your arms over his chest as Jisung’s eyes narrow.

“Let’s see, I bumped into you twice—not once! But twice! I stared at you while we were in the park and I saved you from the mirror maze. I’d like to think that deserves some kind of love,” he huffs jokingly.

“Aww, you’re right,” you coo as you reach up to pinch his plush cheeks. “How can I make up for my ever so ungrateful mind?”

“I want a kiss,” Jisung states. Your eyes widen immensely and you feel your entire face heating up.

“Now?” you question and he nods. “Like, in public right now?” Jisung nods even harder. You take a look around the library to make sure there aren’t any curious eyes before leaning in to give Jisung a chaste kiss. “Happy?”

“You don’t seem to want to kiss me,” he says while pouting. Before you can say anything, Jisung holds onto your hand and pulls you closer, his lips pressing to yours. His right hand holds the nape of your neck to stop you from moving away and his left hand loosens its grip on yours when the kiss deepens.

Unknowingly to you, Seonghwa actually walked to the back to rearrange some books that the students had just returned and his jaw drops when he sees you.

“Hey, hey!” he yaps while hitting the tops of your heads lightly with a book, forcing the both of you apart. “No PDA in the library or else I’ll have to start cleaning questionable stains from the floor.” He walks away and you turn to Jisung who’s watching the librarian for a moment longer before turning back to you.

"Buzzkill," Jisung snorts, breaking into a laugh when Seonghwa whips his head around to glare at him. "Ah, I'm joking, hyung. Go back to doing your thing." Seonghwa eyes him for a moment before turning around while mumbling something under his breath.

"Seonghwa's quite the character," you chuckle. "I'm not surprised that Wooyoung says he's more terrified of him than he lets on."

"Seonghwa hyung's not that scary," Jisung claims as he turns back to you, "he's just funny like that. He's actually really nice once you get to know him."

Your conversation dissolves as you turn your attention back to your notes. Jisung busies himself by leaving his picking up a random book from one of the shelves, but since you’re sitting in the geology area, all of the books are about rocks. So, he reads a book about rocks.

“Quartz is a rock?” Jisung asks while looking at you.

“It’s a crystal,” you correct, turning to look at him. He sets the book down onto the table and you scooch closer to him, bringing your notebook with you. You flip over to an empty page and set it down in front of him. “Quartz is a mineral, so it naturally comes from Earth. It’s made out of silicone dioxide crystals that usually form in igneous rocks or in geo-thermal water.”

“What does that mean?”

“Lava rocks and naturally hot Earth water.”

“Ohh.”

“In lava rocks, when it naturally cools down, the silicon dioxide crystallizes and forms quartz.” Jisung watches as you write it down on the book, drawing a small rock with ‘lava rock’ written underneath it and then pointy rocks inside of it for the crystals. “In water,” you pause to draw a small river on the page, “silicon dioxide dissolves in water if it’s hot enough and if there’s enough pressure, but forms crystals if the temperature or the pressure drops.” You fill the river with small rocks and random shapes, dotting the river with ink before turning to look at Jisung. “Funky Earth rocks.”

“Funky Earth rocks,” he repeats in slight awe. “That’s kinda cool.”

“Yeah, it is.” Jisung stares at you for a moment longer before leaning in to kiss your forehead. You beam when he pulls away and it makes him smile as well.

“Do you have any classes after this?”

“I’m going to the gym after this because Felix wants to see if I can beat him up,” you say while closing your notebook. “You wanna come with? You can watch me try to kick him in the face. I don’t have to be there now, so we can just walk around campus before going to the gym.”

“Sure. I don’t have any classes for the rest of the day.” You gather your things and leave the library, waving at Seonghwa and Yeosang when you see them at the front.

“Hey, (Y/n).”

“Yeah?”

“What’s your favourite colour?”

“Why so suddenly?” you ask while turning to look at him. Jisung shrugs and reaches for your hand, his fingers locking with yours.

“I feel like we missed a certain talking stage, so I’m asking now.” You give him a weird look, but you can’t help but feel slightly endeared. So, you tell him, and after that, he asks about your favourite food. You tell him that, too.

Jisung asks all the kinds of questions he feels like he should’ve known the answer to before he kissed you at the fair and you answer them, patiently waiting for whatever question comes next until you’re violently disrupted when someone grabs your shoulder and whips you around.

“Hyemi!” You barely even register the smack to your face because you’re honestly so confused.

“What the fuck just happened?” you ask when you look at her.

“(Y/n).” Jisung looks at you with warning eyes but you shake your head.

“I'll only hit her if I have to.” You take a step closer to her only for her to hit you again. “Jesus Christ, Hyemi stop it,” you groan. “You’re not even that strong, it doesn’t hurt.”

“What in the world are you doing with him?!” she screeches.

“Dating him…?” She reaches her and back to hit you again, the back of her palm hitting you on the cheek. That one stung. “Okay, now you’re getting it right,” you state while rubbing your face.

“You can’t be dating him! He’s supposed to be with me!”

“Hyemi, stop it!” Jisung exclaims.

“How could you do this to me, Jisung?!”

“I’ve said no to you so many times!” he yells. “You’re the one who doesn’t know how to take a hint!” Hyemi takes a step closer and pouts.

“B-But Sungie, I’ve loved you since our first year. You just suddenly stopped talking to me after we slept together.” You feel a switch go off in your head and your hand curls into a fist as she places her hand on Jisung’s shoulder.

“Stop it—this is getting ridiculous!” Jisung swats her hand away in disgust and takes a step away from her. Panic fills him even more because now you know that he’s ghosted Hyemi before.

“Hey, Hyemi?” She turns to look at you and your fist makes contact with her face. Hyemi stumbles backwards and falls to the ground in shock, her hand flying to her nose as she looks up at you. “That’s for touching my boyfriend.” You lean over her and smile, “leave him alone from now on, yeah?”

You stand up and turn to Jisung while readjusting the strap of your bag on your shoulder. “Holy shit,” he chuckles as he stares at you.

“That was a nice warm up,” you laugh while taking his hand. “Let’s get to the gym before Felix and Ryujin start wondering.” The two of you quickly walk away from the scene, pushing past the small crowd that’s formed to see why Hyemi’s crying.

“What Hyemi said—it doesn't bother you?” Jisung asks once you’re quite far away from the scene.

“Hmm, I mean, if you did it to get her to stop, then I don’t see what the problem is,” you shrug. He glances at you worriedly and you smile as you stop walking to cup his face. “Ji, I’ve asked Hyunjin about your relationship with Hyemi before. He said that she’s the only person you’ve ever ghosted and that you only did it because you were trying to make her leave you alone. Even Minho said that you don’t ghost people, so I’m not too worried about you ghosting me.”

“Really?”

“Really,” you nod. “I promise this isn’t going to scare me off. Even if you did decide to ghost me, I can just kick you in the balls and call it even.”

“Jesus,” Jisung laughs, “alright. That’s more than enough to stop me from doing anything to hurt you.”

“I trust you, Ji. I really do,” you admit with a small smile. You can see the way his eyes soften before he leans close to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

“Thank you.”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

“You can always just back out at any time, you know,” Jisung tells you when he senses how nervous you are.

“But, you already told them that I’m coming,” you mutter while staring at the front door to his house. According to Jisung, his parents really wanted to meet you before you had left for Japan. He gave you the time to think about it and while you were still there, you decided you would just meet them after you came back. The only problem is that you’re way more nervous than you thought you’d be.

“They’re really nice, (Y/n). I’m pretty sure they’d embarrass me more than they’d scare you,” he jokes while cupping your face with both of your hands. “If you’re too nervous, I can just ask them to reschedule.”

“Thanks, but I don’t think we should prolong this,” you sigh. “I’ll just be nervous about meeting them forever if I don’t meet them now.” You hold onto Jisung’s hand and give it a small squeeze. “I promise I’ll be fine.” He gives you one last look before pushing through his front door.

“(Y/n)’s here!” he announces while you both kick your shoes off and place them on the shoe rack by the door.

“(Y/n)?” Jisung’s father pokes his head out from the living room and gasps. “Honey, (Y/n) is here!” His mother pokes her head out of the kitchen now and she gasps as well.

“You’re just on time!” She smiles while stepping out of the kitchen with a plate of grilled beef in her hands. “Come sit.” Jisung’s mother beckons the two of you over to the set dinner table and you both oblige, sitting down beside each other while his parents sit across from you. There’s a simple spread of food on the table and your mouth waters at the idea of finally having home cooked food after a few months of living away from your family.

“Ah, it’s so nice to finally meet you,” his father smiles. “Jisung talks about you all the time, so we’ve always been curious to know who exactly has won his heart.”

“Dad,” Jisung groans.

“It’s true!” his mother argues as she sits down. “We’ve always wanted to know who it was that had him in such a twist. He was so worried that he had scared you off.”

“Mum, stop,” he whines, but she doesn’t pay him any mind.

“I didn’t think that you would be so cute! Oh, look at you! I can see now why Minho and Felix always said that Jisung would get nervous around you,” she rambles while placing meat into your bowl of rice along with some of the vegetables. “I knew to trust that Jisung has good taste and standards, but we really weren’t expecting you to be so beautiful.”

Jisung’s father smiles fondly as he places his hand on her arm, “honey, I think you’re overwhelming her.”

“Oh, it’s fine,” you chuckle. “I just find it interesting that Jisung’s already talked about me this much.”

“He talks about you so much. We were so thrilled to hear that he had finally asked you out.”

"We hear that you're quite the fighter, (Y/n)," Jisung's father says.

"Ah, yeah, I'm in the MMA club with Felix and Ryujin."

"(Y/n) might be the vice president next year because she's really good," Jisung claims with a mouthful of food. "Felix is considering letting Ryujin take over his position next year because he’s planning on transferring.”

“Ah, right! Felix is transferring next year,” his father gasps. “We’re going to miss that kid.”

“He’s such a sweet boy,” his mother nods in agreement, slowly getting lost in their own conversation while you and Jisung eat and watch.

“Are you okay?” Jisung asks while nudging you lightly with his elbow.

“I’m fine,” you reassure him.

“Are you kids planning on watching the fireworks tonight?” Jisung’s father asks.

You both turn to look at him and nod. “I’m going to take her to the beach, then we’re going to head back to her apartment,” Jisung says.

“Alright, you kids stay safe and have fun,” his mother smiles. “You can leave right after dinner. Jisung’s father and I can handle the clean up.”

“Are you sure? Ji and I can always stay for a few extra minutes,” you offer but both of them shake their heads.

“We wouldn’t want you to be late for the fireworks.”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

“Come on, Ji!” you call. Jisung jogs over to catch up to you, wheezing for air as he hunches over beside you. “Where’d your stamina go, Mr “I’m a cool ass surfer”?” you tease, poking his shoulder.

“I never said I was a runner,” he pants as he stands straight. To be fair, it’s extremely cold since it’s the middle of Winter and you’re right next to the beach, but you’re still going to tease him. The breakwater that leads far into the water is way more secluded as compared to the beach. You assume it’s because the walk to the end is quite far and the extremely low temperature makes it less appealing to walk that far, but you and Jisung took the effort.

“You’ll be fine,” you chuckle while patting his back before turning to the sky and gasping. “Holy shit,” you breathe out. The sky is so clear that all you see are stars. The moon is high up in the sky, full and clear. You hug your puffy winter jacket tiger around yourself as you stare at the sky.

Jisung slings his arm around your shoulder as he looks up as well. “It’s really nice at night,” he says softly. “Have I really not brought you to the beach at night?” Jisung turns to you and you shake your head.

“We’re always hanging out on campus or at my place,” you state with a shrug. You turn back to look at the beach and gasp, “it’s starting!”

“The countdown should start soon.” Jisung pulls you closer until your back is pressed up against his front, his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin leaning against your shoulder. “I like this,” he sighs in contentment.

“Do you like… the stars, the ocean, or me?” You turn your face so that you can look at him.

“I like holding you under the stars next to the ocean.” Jisung leans his head back slightly to look at you properly. “You smell nice.”

“That is such a strange thing to point out,” you laugh.

“No, it’s not!” he gasps as he pulls away from you completely. “I’m saying you smell nice! It’s a nice thing to say,” Jisung mutters.

“I’m just joking.” You turn around and hold onto his hands, “you smell nice, too.” Just as you’re about to kiss him, there’s the faint sound of counting coming from the beach.

“The countdown’s started,” Jisung says as you turn around to face the beach. “Just another five seconds.” His arms return to your waist just as the seconds reach one.

You watch as a small red light shoots into the sky with a whistle following before it explodes with bright colours. The sound from the fireworks make you flinch out of reflex, but Jisung’s hands are quick to cover your ears as more fireworks burst, filling the sky with colourful lights.

Pure warmth and joy fills Jisung’s chest as you look completely in awe, the colours reflecting off of your face as you watch the sky. You move his hands off of his ears and smile reassuringly when Jisung gives you a concerned look. His arm moves to sling over your shoulder and he turns back to the fireworks.

Jisung stares for a moment longer before he realises that you really do make his heart feel like it’s letting off fireworks every few minutes; he finally feels 'The Connection'. He leans closer to you and presses a kiss to your temple, “(Y/n), I think I love you.” You turn to him in surprise, eyes wide at the confession. You take a moment simply staring at him before you smile.

“I think I love you, too, Jisung.” You turn around as Jisung’s hands rest on your waist, leaning close to kiss him. When you pull away, he presses his forehead against yours, smiling lovingly.

“Happy New Years, baby.”

Tagging: @http-hyxnjxn

[askjisung]

Errr I was a fool and stayed up to finish this and now I’ll only have 2 hours of sleep before work - v -

Dedicated to Cam’s adorable 2nd surfer!jilix fic please go read it . . . they write the absolute most adorable jilix and I’m so spoiled QnQ

[cherryeol04]

Tropical Rainstorm

❥ Pairing: General, Y/N x Everyone

❥ Genre: Drabble, humor, fluff, wolf au

❥ Word Count: 2.3K

❥ Series: No Control

❥ Warning: This is a work of fiction. The members displayed in this story are not meant as an accurate portrayal of the members of Stray Kids. Everything is made up and not real!

❥ Notes: Thank you to the anon who requested this. I went a little overboard so it’s not really a drabble. I tried! I do hope this is what you had in mind. I truly adore it! And I hope you all like it as well!!!

You really hadn’t expected the symptoms to start so soon, or at all honestly. Which was completely stupid because it’s not like you could just turn off your heat. Well, you could. But the thought of taking heat suppressants still didn’t sit right with you. It was no different from human birth control that kept a woman from bleeding every month. Sure, maybe she would experience some PMS symptoms, but that was it. Heat suppressants worked the same way, suppressing most if not all symptoms of a heat - from the horrible cramping, increased pheromones to the ungodly inferno you have to surfer through.

And yet it was natural for your body to experience that. To go through the cycle of increased fertility for no other reason than to procreate. Or at least, that’s all you thought heats were good for. And to keep your body from going through that for years just seemed so damaging. It was definitely not an option for you, though you wouldn’t shame anyone who did use them. To each their own. But god if you didn’t heat your heat and all its symptoms! Including the preheat symptoms. You’ve only had two heat cycles now, but your body seemed to already be on a regular cycle. Not surprising. You had always been, if anything, routine oriented.

So when you found yourself hoarding an ungodly amount (3) of Jisung’s hoodies, you kinda clued in what was going on.

-

“Everyone’s preheat symptoms are different. But there is one thing all omegas share in common.” Chan lectured. “About five or so days out an omega will start nesting. So that’s always a good indication of how soon your heat will start.”

-

Nesting honestly wasn’t just an omega thing. Or maybe it was but these boys were just different? Because there had been on more than one occasion you had physically seen a makeshift nest in the living room. The culprits of said nest were generally Felix, Hyunjin and Jisung - three of the more cuddle hungry and clingy members. So it didn’t seem off to you when you would want to wear one of Chan’s shirts and you just forgot to return it. Or if you snatched Seungmo off of Seungmin’s bed and cuddled the cute plushie at night when you slept, it felt completely normal.

What wasn’t normal was wrapping yourself up like a burrito in Jeongin’s blanket, while wearing Chan’s shirt and Jisung’s hoodie on a sweltering summer day.

“Not again.” You muttered to yourself as you hobbled down the second floor hallway, initial destination to your bedroom, but after a quick glance to the deemed “nesting room”, you decided that that was probably the better place to go.

-

“I don’t need a nesting room!”

“But you’ll want one.” Changbin grinned, and with the help of Minho, the two alphas pushed the two bed frames together.

“No I don’t-“

“Watch out, Y/n” You stepped to the side quickly as Chan entered the room, carrying the newly bought king mattress.

“-want one. Guys really! You’re doing way too much for me.”

“We’re not doing enough.” You jumped as Jisung wrapped his arms around your waist, chin hooked over your shoulder as he watched the pack’s alphas work on setting up the room. “There is so much more we could do to make you comfortable.”

“But I am comfortable. Really.”

Chan looked towards you after dropping the mattress on the box frames and smiled. “We’re gonna make you extra comfortable and you can’t stop us.” You groaned as he danced in place. A dork. He was a giant dork but you adored him. Not just as a member of the pack but as more. Maybe one day you would be able to freely admit that.

-

You surely couldn’t have stopped them and now you were glad you hadn’t. After getting the bed in there, they had left you to decorate it since it was supposed to be your nest room. Though everyone uses it from time to time. So you tried to make it neutral enough for everyone to enjoy. Picking from aspects of each member, you had the walls painted a beautiful mint green color. They were decorated with painted canvases done by Hyunjin. Through Felix's insistence there were LED lights lining the top of the walls (“You never know when you’ll want to switch up the feel of the room.”).

It was still pretty sparse though but what else did you need for a nest? The bed and things to go on it honestly. Any other material item was trivial. Still though…

Waddling to the bed, you tossed yourself onto it and slowly unwrapped yourself, making sure the blanket was spread out in the center. Jeongin’s sweet scent wafted around you, mixing with the tropical rainstorm that was Jisung and Chan. It was calming and relaxing, but it just wasn’t enough. With a huff, you got up and marched out of the room, intent on filling the bed with much needed nesting material.

———

Half an hour later, you found yourself curled up around Minho’s pig plushie, covered with Hyunjin’s blanket. Around you were various other blankets and clothing items, all smelling strongly of your pack. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, the turmoil that had been raging inside you was calmed to a more tolerable level. You dreaded the thought of how bad it would get in the future, though.

You stirred slightly at the sound of what you thought was the door. Your brain felt fuzzy from the preheat, however, that you weren’t one hundred percent sure you had heard correctly. You got confirmation when the bed dipped and arms wrapped around your waist, a warm face nuzzling into your neck. Thick menthol filled your nose and you choked slightly at how strong Felix smelled. The alpha only ever smelled that way during his rut and you highly doubted he had been left alone in such a state. Maybe he was just really excited. “You stink.” You muttered softly, smiling at the soft giggle Felix let out.

“Sorry. Minho got a little handsy on my way up here.” You shuddered at how deep Felix’s voice was - an aspect you probably would never get used to. The man sounded like sin.

“Ah, the butt hunter strikes again.”

“Always.” Felix hummed, shifting behind you and pressing closer, conforming his own body to the curve of yours. “I see your nesting.” You groaned and tried to roll away from him, despite your wolf barking every curse word it knew at you for doing such a thing. Snickering, Felix tightened his hold on you and pulled you back against him. “Going into heat?”

“Not yet.” You assured him, lifting your head to look at him finally. “Few days probably.” You shrugged.

“Ah,” Felix nuzzled into your neck once more, pressing a faint kiss to the skin. “Then you’ll need more than just this.”

“More? I have like half of Jisung’s hoodies in here.” You complained, blushing at the confession because indeed, you had ransacked Jisung’s closet and took almost all his hoodies. But in your defense you were just in love with the scent of rain. You always had been, even as a little girl.

“Shh,” A finger was pressed obnoxiously to your lips to silence you. “We all know you’ll want more. Hey! Don’t bite me!” Felix whined, pulling his finger back to examine it.

“I don’t need more.” You said stubbornly. Felix let out a heavy sigh, but didn’t say anything more, instead settling behind you. You figured he had dropped the subject and returned back to your current state of suspension. Not really awake but not really asleep either. You were really just resting, basking in the scents and now Felix’s warmth. Time no longer existed for you, so when you smelt another member entering the room, you weren’t sure how long it had been since Felix first joined you. It was a faint scent, but images of oranges and grapefruits flooded your mind and your stomach decided to voice its sudden displeasure, loudly.

“You should have told me she was hungry.” Seungmin snorted as he climbed into the bed. You should have known. With the exception of Chan, no one else had such a strong citrus smell to them. And with Chan, he was more tropical with citrus, floral and coconut notes. Completely different from Seungmin, who always had to be different. Granted his scent wasn’t something he could control, but it would figure that he would be the only one who smelt like fresh fruits.

“I didn’t know.” You felt Felix shrug besides and you finally opened your eyes. Twisting your head, you looked down at the end of the bed, watching as Seungmin moved carefully, laying out a few pillows and more blankets, making a small barricade. There were even a few of his sweaters decorating the pillows and it reminded you of the first nest you had ever built. Back when you were still new to being a shifter and being a part of a pack. It felt like years ago, but it was only a few months ago. There was a hint of nostalgia to it, but still held a brand new feeling to it. Probably because you weren’t the one making it.

“Wasn’t hungry then.” You finally decided to speak up, spooking both Felix and Seungmin as they jumped, the younger of the two flailing to keep his balance and not fall off the bed. You laughed, shaking your head as you stared fondly at Seungmin. “You always make me hungry though.”

“Me?” Seungmin’s eyes widened as he pointed to himself and you nodded. “Why?”

“You smell like fruit. I love fruit.”

“Oh,” Shifting on his knees, Seungmin slowly crawled his way towards you. “Do you want me to get you some?” he asked, head cocked to the side curiously. You shook your head, letting your eyes flutter close for a brief moment before opening them again.

“No,” Your words were more breathy than you intended, a side effect of the preheat symptoms. “Just wanna stay here. Cuddle me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Cuddle. Me.” You repeated. You grabbed the front of Seungmin’s shirt and yanked, taking advantage of your shifter strength to pull Seungmin down next to you. He landed with a small “ooff”, paralyzed. “Seungminnie.” You whined, pouting at him when he didn’t immediately cuddle up to you. You weren’t sure what snapped him out of it, but eventually he lept into action, scooting closer and delicately curling an arm over your waist. It wasn’t a surprise he was so cautious about this - the two of you hadn’t really had the time to be alone one on one. But this was as good a time as any to start and hopefully become closer.

Smiling to yourself, you leaned away from Felix - ignoring his protesting whine - and snuggled up against Seungmin’s chest, your own arms wrapping around his torso and pulling him closer. Sighing contently, your eyes closed once more and you let yourself relax against the two betas.

---

The next time you woke up, there were more people in your nest than you last remembered. The scents around you were mixing and mingling, wrapping you in a cocoon of safety and dare you even say…love. You lifted your head off of your makeshift pillow - Felix’s arm - and looked around carefully. Bodies were intertwined - limbs tangled and making it almost impossible for you to tell where one person ended and another began. Around the foot of the bed you could make out Changbin and Jeongin - the two alphas snuggled tightly together, teetering on the edge of the bed but never falling. In front of you was still Seungmin and behind him was Hyunjin, the sleeping beta looking like a prince compared to Seungmin’s wide open mouth state. At least he wasn’t snoring.

You shifted carefully and looked behind you, smiling at Felix’s sleeping face, his arms still wound around your waist protectively. There was a leg thrown over Felix’s hip and it took a bit of craning of your neck to see that it was Minho and just behind him was Jisung, splayed out and taking up the majority of the other side of the king bed. Figures. Jisung was a mover, you had first hand experience and faded bruised to attest to that.

“Y/n?” The soft call of your name scared you and you turned quickly, laying on your stomach to get a better look at the only member you hadn’t accounted for.

“Chan.”

“Did I wake you up?” Blinking slowly, you tried to recall the reason you woke up, but nothing came to mind, so you shook your head. “Okay good.” he sighed in relief.

“Mmm, why are you still awake?” You asked, stretching yourself out, careful of hitting bodies with your feet and arms.

“No reason.” Chan shrugged, smiling fondly at you. “I’ve just been watching you all cuddle and sleep.” he said and you flushed.

“You know you could join us, right?”

“I know,” He hummed softly. “I will in a bit.”

“Promise?” You held out your pinky finger towards him. He stared at it in confusion for a moment before hooking his own pinky finger on yours.

“Promise.” He whispered. Smiling brightly, you brought your hand up and yawned. “Go back to sleep.” Reaching out, Chan soothed his hand over your head in light strokes, your head slowly lowering back onto Felix’s arm. You readjusted your body to face Felix this time and snuggled into him, eyes closing once more. As Chan’s petting lulled you back to sleep, you could only hope he would keep his promise. But even if he didn’t, knowing he was there and watching over you and the others, it was all the comfort you needed from the pack alpha. And maybe this time around, you would let Chan spend your heat with you. It was that last passing thought that helped send you off into dreamland.

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[blossom-hwa]

ooh, i saw your san + surfer!au and thought “more sporty kpop bois!” so baseball!juyeon perhaps? or if there’s another sport you feel more comfortable writing that’s okay too!

anyway, i love your work and will be getting around to reblogging to my fic rec blog, i promise 😆

sporty kpop bois!!! what a concept :) I'm sorry but I really know next to nothing about baseball, so I ended up writing surfer juyeon instead /shrugging emoji/ I hope that's okay! thank you for your support!

4 year anniversary drabble game: send me a Stray Kids/The Boyz/Golden Child/Ateez member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!

Set in the same universe as Truth or Dare (surfer!San) and Kickflip (My Heart) (skater!Yeosang)!

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Title: Hey, Hey - Let Me Kiss You

Pairing: Juyeon x gender neutral!reader

Word count: 540

Triggers: none

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The relieved look on Juyeon's face when you finally show up at the beach makes you want to laugh. "That bad?" you ask, kissing his cheek by way of greeting. He tastes like saltwater.

"That bad." He shakes his head, letting droplets of water splash out from his hair and onto you both. "Like, I know I'm handsome -" He strikes a ridiculous pose that still somehow looks halfway passable on him, curse his ungodly genes - "but it's a lesson? A surfing lesson? Aren't they supposed to stay somewhat professional? At least so that they don't get caught by a wave?"

"You're teaching the basics, I don't think they're a high chance of getting carried away by a wave," you point out. "But they still shouldn't be bothering you. Have you spoken to your boss? Maybe she can put you somewhere else like she did with San?"

Juyeon frowns. "There are no open positions I can move to," he pouts. "So it's this. For now. And they're not really bothering me. It's just that I wish they'd pay more attention to what I'm showing them, not just... staring."

"Hm." You brush away a piece of wet hair that's fallen into his face. "Well, it's just a couple weeks more with this group. Hopefully the next one won't be so bad."

He smiles. "I hope so. Anyway, what are you doing here? I didn't know you were coming today. I thought we were just going to meet at the restaurant."

"What, I can't just come to see my boyfriend when I like?" You grin, pulling him into a hug despite the noise of complaint he makes about something like you're going to get wet. "You said you had a shift today, so I thought I'd come for some moral support. Jacob also offered me free ice cream."

Juyeon pulls back, affronted. "He offered you ice cream but not me? I've known him longer!"

Laughing feels so good with your boyfriend, under the sunshine. "I guess he just likes me more," you tease. "I'll buy you ice cream later, okay? After we get dinner."

"Oh god, I can't wait." Juyeon buries his face in your shoulder, apparently having given up on caring about you getting wet. "Food."

"Just another couple of hours." You pat his head. "Hey, is that your next group?"

Juyeon groans. "Please, no. They're even worse."

"You'll survive." You pull back from him just enough to kiss his nose. "Good luck!" you say, about to turn away. But then, an idea strikes you, and -

"Wait, Juyeon."

He looks back at you. "Hm?"

In response, you pull him forward by the thin fabric of his wetsuit and kiss him long, soft, and deep.

When you break away, Juyeon looks slightly dazed, and it's probably not just because of the sun. "Uh - what -"

"A few people were watching. I thought that maybe if they saw us kissing, they'd back off a little." The red creeping up Juyeon's face that's definitely not just because of the sun makes you want to break down into laughter. "I'll see you later for dinner, okay?" You grin, patting Juyeon's red cheeks. "Try not to think about me too much before then."

[decembermoonskz]

°˖✧ izzy’s drabble party #𝟏 ☽ ⸻ {masterlist}

°˖✧ drabble parties are where i get requests from you guys with a specific theme and we make some fun excerpts!! the theme for this list was: song titles !! i hope you enjoy the lovely bits here in this list~ - list is organized by alphabetical order for groups, then oldest to youngest members (song titles are also alphabetical) !!

☆ — izzy’s favorites

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+ enhypen・✿・

𐐪ï𐑂 — another day — lee heeseung - f · ☆ · established relationship!au · gn!reader 。in which two souls enjoy a quiet moment alone in the early morning.

𐐪ï𐑂 — last birthday — park jongseong - a ; c · best friends!au · fem!reader 。in which a best friend stays with their best friend through thick and thin, even if it means watching their heart break slowly.

𐐪ï𐑂 — timeless — park jongseong - a · exes!au · gn!reader 。in which their relationship ended, but they know it was for the best and they won’t forget each other.

+ stray kids・✿・

𐐪ï𐑂 — beside you — bang chan - c · ☆ · best friends-to-lovers!au · gn!reader 。in which he watches you get stood up and thinks about how he’d never treat you that way.

𐐪ï𐑂 — masquerade — bang chan - f · ☆ · royal!au · fem!reader 。in which a princess hates balls and parties, but she meets a prince who makes her reconsider that.

𐐪ï𐑂 — kerosine — lee minho - a · exes!au · gn!reader 。in which the past hurts so bad that you can’t help but reminisce, even if it burns to do so.

𐐪ï𐑂 — once again — lee minho - a ; c · established relationship!au · gn!reader 。in which two lovers both confess their fears and then comfort each other to make it all better.

𐐪ï𐑂 — love dive — seo changbin - f ; h · enemies-to-???!au · gn!reader 。in which a swimmer bickers with the guy on the diving team that drives them crazy.

𐐪ï𐑂 — don’t let me go — hwang hyunjin - a · exes!au · gn!reader 。in which a young man packs up his things and takes a moment to think about how he got here.

𐐪ï𐑂 — wasted nights — hwang hyunjin - f · ☆ · established relationship!au · fem!reader 。in which a guitarist and his girlfriend leave right after his concert and have a tender confession.

𐐪ï𐑂 — iris — han jisung - a ; c · friends-to-???!au · fem!reader 。in which a friend comforts another friend, but it feels like more than that right now.

𐐪ï𐑂 — to be alone with you — han jisung - f · ☆ · secret relationship!au · gn!reader 。in which two hearts come together in secret on a cold, snowy day.

𐐪ï𐑂 — saturday — lee felix - f · meet-cute!au · gn!reader 。in which a singer meets a really cute pianist at a jazz club and a crush starts to form.

𐐪ï𐑂 — snowdin town — lee felix - f · royal!au · gn!reader 。in which it’s snowing outside. so what do two best friends do with that information? have a snow day obviously.

𐐪ï𐑂 — sunkissed — lee felix - f · ☆ · lifeguard!au · gn!reader 。in which a certain lifeguard has a crush on a certain surfer, and he has no clue it’s reciprocated until today.

𐐪ï𐑂 — haven — kim seungmin - f · best friends!au · gn!reader 。in which he wants to cheer his best friend up, and they find comfort in each other.

𐐪ï𐑂 — house of memories — kim seungmin - a · lovers-to-rivals!au · gn!reader 。in which he takes great joy in annoying you, and he hopes you remember him as the thorn in your side, not the one you once liked so much.

𐐪ï𐑂 — 11:11 — yang jeongin - f · ☆ · established relationship!au · fem!reader 。in which a silly couple go out and have adventures late at night.

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Stray Kids

cafe stay (skz flowerboy au) masterlist

Bang Chan

[white carnations] [b] [^]

- preview for chan’s flowerboy au

on the count of three [s] [^] [♡]

- subtle friends-to-lovers (kiss kiss fall in love au)

Lee Minho

[01:48] [b] [^]

- starboy minho au (skz forest au)

take me somewhere nice [s] [^]

- subtle friends-to-lovers (kiss kiss fall in love au)

Seo Changbin

and they were roommates [s] [^]

- friends-to-lovers, roommate au, mutual pining

three swordsmen in one [b] [^] [DISCONTINUED] 

- parts: part i

- zoro changbin au

[09/12] [b] [^]

- mermaid au (skz forest au)

let's not fall in love [s] [^] [♡]

- best friends-to-lovers (kiss kiss fall in love au)

Hwang Hyunjin

i can’t carry you forever, but i can hold you now [d] [^]

- subtle? childhood friends-to-lovers, probably platonic

[18:20] [b] [^]

- best friend hyunjin confesses but you just had to erase that

again [s] [^]

- childhood friends-to-lovers (kiss kiss fall in love au)

Han Jisung

[00:03] [b] [^]

- jisung’s slow hours after with you

and july [s] [^] [♡] [DISCONTINUED, WILL BE REWRITTEN]

- parts: winter, spring (1) 

- idiots-to-lovers au, roommate au, college au, mutual pining

Lee Felix

past the sunset and onwards to the dawn [d] [^]

- felix moon elf au (skz forest au)

hold my heart, it's beating for you anyway [b] [^]

- a messy text message to felix, you'll probably regret it later

[hand in frustratingly oblivious hand] [b] [^]

& [two steps closer to one step apart] [b] [^]

- felix is skinship central and maybe you like him, best friend au

Kim Seungmin

college au [s] [*]

- revised ver. [s] [*]

- pol sci major, lit minor, seungmin is doing his best

come over [d] [^]

- drus (male dryad) seungmin au (skz forest au)

Yang Jeongin

[15:48] [b] [^] [♡]

- shapeshifterfox jeongin au (skz forest au)

NCT [~]

hogwarts doyoung (k.dy) [d] [^]

- hanging ending :/

domingo en fuego (n.jm) [s] [^]

- [DISCONTINUED] surfer jaemin au

BTS [~]

college & roommate headcannon (k.nj) [b] [*]

- 10/10. would recommend being his roommate

The Boyz

barista jacob (b.jy) [d] [^]

- friends-to-lovers au, mutual pining

summer job eric (s.yj) [b] [*]

- friends-to-lovers au, summer job au, slight fantasy au heh

[neo-shitty]

toffee!

hehe glad i could make you laugh, oooh that sounds awesome! yeah id love to be tagged it sounds great :)

YES the differences are so fucking weird. like, they do know they're the same age right? i feel like its just an exagguration of how much the persons role in the group matters, like we see chan being held up as such a mature, old leader while jungkook who is literally the same age, is still babied etc. like enha hyung line is basically the same age (if a bit younger) as chenle and jisung but somehow the rules are different?? as you point out, still legal but still bizarre. hehe yeah, i mean where else are we going to rant? quora lol. mmm, hopefully more people can just write less smut abt people who are barely adults

ah, no prob it didnt take long. yeah i think thats right (i keep forgetting you know my url lol) mmhmm :( i think if that happened irl there would be some major trauma going on. knock wood it never happens to you or me lol (/hj)

hehe same! oooh glad Redemption For Cheese was realised! yess we cant rllycomplain that theyve written/produced too much good music lol. yeah, ive dragged him into being a stay so *dusts hands off* mission accomplished. mmm yeah, they tend to have a certain vibe but tbh it couldve worked if they were any other group but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ahh ur one step ahead of me on the stages of listening to ssick i think, still not convinced but thats okay! hehe, it had to be said. yesss the itch in the back of my brain is very satisfied by sorry i love you, felixs vocals deserve to be appreciated! (side note i feel like hes trying to sing more like his speaking voice, sorta husky, but tbh i wouldnt be mad if he sang like in glow, his sweet honey vocals made my life lol. but i think ive heard him say he doesnt like singing like that cos it makes his normal voice less husky, so what can you do)

> YES SOMEONE SAID IT. seungmin rap KING, he sped thru that rap like it was nothing, he deserves more rap lines. i do like how they gave minho some melodic rap lines this comeback, my guy deserved to show off those skills that made him not be eliminated (flashbacks to stay collectively wanting to murder jyp) and we already know changbin can sing, my man murdered masked singer. hyunjin can obviously sing as can jisung and felix, and i want to hear chan rap more! i feel like he started as part of 3racha (as a rap unit not producing) and then just became a vocalist (which im fine with, but it could be nice to hear him flex his rapping skills) and was partially replaced by hyunjin. anywayyy

back to album talk. lmaooo sad music to twerk to PERFECTLY describes silent cry. yes secret secret is and will always be, a masterpiece. hehe glad i could make you laugh :) i just felt like they have similar vibes. putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised. oh my beloved track, red lights. ahh thats okay, we can have different opinions, but by god the lyrics are *chefs kiss*. *banging on table* TWISTED AU TWISTED AU TWISTED AU. yess id love to see ur take on it! sdfghjkl it would have been glorious

no no! not stupid, just able to predict my brainwaves. ooooh thats so cool! makes me want to go there (wherever there is lol) yeah the waves are pretty good here, but none of my familys a surfer, so we dont rlly enjoy the full potential lol. YES moving on to gone away, it is indeed a heartwrenching track, but the vocals and the bloody key change? makes me want to brave being sad just to listen to it. mmm yeah, good point :( i feel like ive just gotten used to overthinking so much so that it doesnt matter what mood im in, ill do it anyway, so might as well just do what i feel like doing anyway.

yeah i think ur right! it is quite comforting knowing that all the tracks will get the love they deserve. i feel like also people assume kpop is just one genre which is utter bs. there are so many different vibes and feels and songs, i couldnt get into kpop (of which i thought only the bright cheerful present day bts stuff existed smh) until i heard gods menu so... idk where i was going with this but yeah. :)

YES FUCK YG, theyre literally on the brink of being kicked out of the big three and they are holding their salvation hostage without letting them do ANYTHING. idek what thought process goes thru their minds but arghhh its so infuriating. yess lisa's cb will be awesome but ot4 is the gold standard here.

hehe, glad u could get to this point. no no! u dont sound like a cult member at all lol yeah, i loooove some of their songs but the whole 23 members thing is getting to me. thats prob a common problem with nctzens but what can i say? im a simple girl with a limit to how many korean boys i can give my money to. atm im just trying to get into ateez and finish memorising enhypen's faces. also kard is kinda sucking me into their fandom atm, as well as eric name lol. ah what can you do? ooh thats good!

hehe i love it too! its exactly like online penpals, that was rlly well put. aww ty! hmm im okay, recovering from a bad case of rsv so thats fun. im doing okay mentally, starting therapy soon (after having to convince my mother that its not just smth i can brush off). physically i wont go into, basically i should be doing stretches to help but they dont completely fix it so my lazy ass doesnt do them, plus i got told recently im going to be stuck with this condition for the rest of my life so thats fun! ah, before you type smth dw abt me ill be fine. the weather atm is cloudy but warm, its been raining on and off today which is good for the garden. uhh i just finished reading sunburnt veils and im in the middle of prom theory which is rlly good. ummm ive got a concert tonight? that i may or may not be able to sing in (bc of the whole rsv thingo) and uhhhh idk. my dog is cute? im drinking tea rn? ive got a school dance coming up?

wbu? hows ur day going, how are you? whats the weather like on ur end? done anything interesting lately? found smth that makes you rlly happy? just any random thing youve been dying to tell someone?

no no! dont apologise, i love these exchanges. i think im happy to continue them for a long time :) on the other hand, if you get tired of them, feel free to just not answer at any time. goodness gracious this was a long ask haha hope it isnt too annoying

<3 w.a. 🐺

sorry it took me a bit to reply, i was fixing my theme ;n;

yeah, i figured it was because of the roles too. my friends and i still get taken aback when 3rd gen idols are the same age as 4th gen ones. in my head it doesn't add up sometimes. PLS THE RANT AT QUORA SKJDK tbh tho it's just going to be normalized as the years pass? esp that the boys are growing older and the amount of explicit fics will just increase. i might have to start blocking tags.

i had to look up the previous ask to remember what we were talking about xd i hope the events in champagne problems never happens to anyone. realistically, it probably happens a lot. damn i really won't wish that pain on anyone. dragging your brother into being a stay i whEEZED JFKSA additional noeasy music enthusiast o.o and ALL I CAN SAY WITH YOU GUSHING ABT FELIX IS AHA WHIPPEEEED OML can't blame you tho, i also want to hear felix sing more in other shades (if that makes sense HAHA) i really hope they'll do the role exchange in the next comeback :( or like in the near future bc i know they can do it :( the day i hear seungmin rapping it i will respectfully pass away. minho was given more lines this comeback thank fUCK i could rmb my irl being vocal abt her frustration. i don't get why minho barely has center time/lines in title tracks??? like the line distribution in the past eras just made me ???? if seventeen can balance lines with 13 members why cant a group of 8 do the same? moving on. i haven't watched the stray kids show simply bc i don't want to cry HAJS but i've seen clips. imagine if skz debuted without minho and felix?!?!? i rmb another irl catching bias feels towards changbin bc of the masked singer only to find out that the man's a rapper. i love how skz's vocals were highlighted this comeback :c there were a lot of mellow tracks! i find it cute when chan sings/raps bc it gets kinda obvious that he's a foreigner? the accent (im not even sure if it's the accent) it just shows. "putting off skz stuff bc of not having time to cry IS the kpop stan life summarised." CORRECT.

abt the twisted au o.O i'll inquire my irl if she wants to write it or not. if she doesn't want to, i'll do it. i miss writing twisted aus <3___<3 and i also miss going to the beach with my friends :' ) but it's starting to get cold here and i don't think i'll be able to enjoy the beach as much as i would if i went beaching in the summer. so maybe next summer? gone away really has an sm-ballad vibe. the thing about skz being a self-producing group, their songs don't sound like typical jype songs? and i just appreciate that bc in all honesty im not a fan of jyp groups at all. PLS the overthinking. i wish i could mute overthinking.

anyone who assumes kpop is just one genre obv hasn't listened to a single track. if kpop was just one genre why do i like some tracks more than the others??? oh you've only recently become a kpop stan? tbh im not a fan of the bright songs of bts either. i liked their older ones *chefs kiss* really matched high school vibes. yg has good artists and they're just wasting the talent ~.~ that strategy they have will get tiring eventually. people will stop waiting on blackpink and move on to newer more active groups ://

HAHAHAH yeah the 23 members is pretty overwhelming! it was the reason i didn't bother stanning before quarantine started. i don't regret stanning tho, met my ult bias in that group <3___<3 i don't really purchase albums unless i like the tracks xd ohhh getting into ateez just in time for the comeback! let me know what you think about them! i was fond of them at some point but grew out of it. good luck with memorizing enhypen! it took me a while to distinguish to people there XD i haven't checked out kard yet but chan plays their songs during lives and they're sexc hype music me likey *u*

i had to look up rsv im sorry. i'm glad you're recovering! please rest more and don't stress yourself out. bro i wish i could go to therapy too bc i have weird issues i can't justify and i need a professional to tell me what's the reason behind it. stuck with what condition btw? what happened? i'm sorry in case i just forgot. yesterday was a bit rainy for me too :(( it's not the type of rainy that makes me anxious so B) oh concert! good luck and i hope you'll be able to sing but i also don't think it's best for you rn :c what's your dog's breed? and yes i just finished drinking tea too. AAAAA i miss school dances :(( the last one i was supposed to have was cancelled bc of covid.

i was less productive today and i'm teetering between being mentally stable and becoming a hermit again. i'm anxious with a lot of things atm so like : D not the best state. today it was a bit sunny but not hot hot which was nice. i changed my theme today bc i couldn't wait for sept. 1st. and no i haven't found anything that makes me happy HAHAHA shit like that's hard to identify. don't have anything to say too, i'm just thinking about why i'm procrastinating too much atm T_T and i'm listening to this rap song atm and one of the rappers sounded like han.

it isn't annoying! i enjoy the long exchanges but i do admit it takes me awhile to type down a reply. so if i get more busy, it'll prolly take a bit longer for me to reply.

[samelias]

• HEY - BONJOUR •

Maintenant que j’ai attiré votre attention avec ce magnifique gif, je m’adresse ici au public français de Tumblr (s’il y en a un meh), je vous partage mon premier écrit sur Stray Kids et plus particulièrement sur notre leader adoré.

Je le traduirai sûrement un jour en anglais mais en attendant vous avez l’exclusivité !

Enjoy~~

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Baignade Interdite

Rating : M (NSFW)

Genre : Léger smut, humour

PROTÉGEZ VOUS LES ENFANTS C’EST IMPORTANT (même s’il s’agit d’un australien sexy eh oui)

Drabble : ~900 mots.

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La journée avait été particulièrement brûlante. En plein mois de janvier, les plages australiennes étaient pleines à craquer. Des gamins bruyants couraient dans tous les sens, se frayant un chemin entre châteaux de sable et serviettes de bain, bousculant au passage un surfeur, ou une bloggueuse posant pour ses followers.

Chacun profitait de ce cadre paradisiaque à sa façon. Sauf toi. La journée avait été longue, trop longue. Perchée tout en haut de ta chaise, parée de ton plus beau maillot rouge, un sifflet trônant fièrement sur ta poitrine et tes lunettes de soleil vissées sur le nez, Pamela Anderson n’avait qu’à bien se tenir. Soudainement, la température grimpa encore d’un cran, alors même que tu ne pensais pas que ce soit possible. Tu te redressas alors sur ton siège alerte, admirant la cause de ton asphyxie.

Un nageur en détresse aurait pu se noyer à quelques mètres de là que tu n’y aurais pas prêté la moindre attention, celle ci étant totalement dédiée à détailler la créature marine qui sortait doucement de l’eau. Le temps sembla se ralentir, te permettant d’apprécier chaque parcelle du corps athlétique de l’australien. Des gouttes d’eau salée maculaient son visage au teint doré, basané par le soleil. Il passa alors une main dans ses cheveux blonds, les coiffant en arrière alors que d’autres gouttes perlaient encore de ses cheveux, atterrissant sur ses larges épaules et son dos puissant. Ses muscles roulaient sous sa peau, créant un spectacle captivant par lequel tu avais déjà été envoutée auparavant.

Alors que tu continuais à le dévisager allègrement de ton perchoir, tu pouvais encore sentir son souffle chaud dans ton cou, ses grandes mains puissantes parcourant ta chair, n’épargnant aucun centimètre carré de ton corps, palpant les formes plus généreuses à travers ton maillot, tandis qu’il glissait au creux de ton oreille des insanités en anglais, son accent chantant ravissant tes oreilles, provoquant une salve de frisson qui parcourut tout ton corps des pieds à la tête.

Tandis que le bel australien continuait sa route vers la plage, tes lunettes de soleil trouvèrent une place de choix sur ton crâne, te permettant d’admirer à loisir le regard noir du sauveteur, plongeant dans ses yeux comme dans l’océan Pacifique, te laissant électrisée.

Tu pouvais encore ressentir toute l'électricité qui avait traversé ton corps lorsqu’il avait cueilli un premier baiser sur tes lèvres, te laissant pantoise, alors que ses mains entouraient ton visage, avant de partir à l’assaut de ton corps. Tu lui répondis avec plus de fougue encore, transformant cette première étreinte en long baiser langoureux, vos langues se mêlant dans un ballet endiablé duquel aucun de vous ne sortit gagnant, sinon haletant.

A cette image, tu coinças alors ta lèvre inférieure entre tes dents comme tu l'as fait avec la sienne quelques jours auparavant, ton regard s’aventurant plus bas vers son corps. Les souvenirs de votre entrevue dans le poste de sauvetage se mêlaient avec le visuel, provoquant dans ton corps un embrasement puissant, comme si les deux moments fusionnaient, la vue et le toucher ne formant plus qu’un seul et même sens, te laissant moite.

Tu pouvais encore sentir sous tes doigts les abdominaux finement ciselés, qu’il contracta à ton passage, provoquant un rire adorable de ton partenaire puis le tien. Le short rouge ne fit pas long feu et rejoignit vite ton modeste uniforme au sol, bien qu’il le seyait particulièrement. Il dévoilait le galbe de ses cuisses puissantes que tu avais pris soin de mettre à l’épreuve lorsqu’il te souleva et te plaqua contre le mur du poste, attaquant le lobe de ton oreille avec ses dents.

La chaleur continuait de monter alors qu’il t’adressa un sourire enjôleur de loin, tenant sous son bras une planche de surf. Tout était réuni pour réaliser le spot de pub promotionel idéal, l’Australie n’étant pas connue que pour ses plages de rêves, mais également pour les surfers qui les fréquentent. Et malheureusement pour toi, il maîtrisait aussi bien sa langue que sa planche, le surf n’étant pas le seul de ses talents.

Tu pouvais encore sentir la tension dans ton bas ventre alors que tu le sentais dur contre toi, si proche mais à la fois si loin. Ton corps s'arc boutant contre son torse massif à chacune de ses caresses, quémandant pour un seul mouvement de bassin, il ne suffisait que de quelques dizaines de centimètres pour qu’enfin tu sois comblée. Et alors que tu pouvais sentir tes chairs s’ouvrir pour l’accueillir, la réalité t’arracha de ce doux souvenir.

Un choc violent sur la joue gauche te sortit violemment de ta torpeur, résonnant dans ton crâne. Ta joue chauffait alors que ton bas-ventre refroidissait. Le coupable ? Un ballon de plage que tu avais reçu en pleine tête. Tu saisis alors ton sifflet, t’époumonant pour réprimander ton agresseur qui avait déjà disparu parmis la foule.

Lorsque tu tournas la tête pour retrouver ton apollon australien du regard, celui ci se moquait de toi et de la trace rouge qu’avait laissé le ballon de volley sur ton visage encore hagard.

Rira bien qui rira le dernier pensas-tu, préparant déjà ton plan d’action pour torturer ton sauveteur préféré à nouveau. Le poste de surveillance n’y échappera pas une seconde fois.

(Il fait chaud ici non ?)

[words-writ-in-starlight]

Headcanon meme: Logan? (Or Laura, your choice.)

Some of both, I think, because I love them both so much.  Speaking of which, I’m rereading the X-Men comics I own starting with the very first issue in the 60′s, with the overdramatic dialogue and the ridiculous costumes, and...I love them...so much.  For this headcanon meme!

HeadcanonLaura! Is! Trans!  Good talk!

For Logan, I still really truly believe that he and Steve Rogers ran in similar circles for a minute or twenty in WWII, because quite frankly if one super soldier is good, one super soldier and one dude with an upsetting talent for taking a bullet and walking it off is better.  Steve remembers Logan much better than Logan remembers Steve, because Logan’s working with a fair amount of memory loss just purely because, yeah, he can take a bullet to the brain and get back up, but memory storage is a delicate business and repairing the neural paths doesn’t necessarily repair the memories.  The two of them get drinks sometimes regardless.

HeartcanonLaura and Logan are both Highly Paranoid (with good reasons) and therefore people tend to expect them to radiate enough unease to make animals nervous.  They are Deeply Wrong.  Laura, at first, tends to be more afraid of animals than they are of her, relic of a long history of any and all new creatures being basically a gladiatorial fight to the death, but she comes around pretty quickly when Logan shows her how to entice a stray cat toward her.  As soon as Laura calms down the pair of them are always the most popular kids at the dance when it comes to domestic animals (with the exception of horses, which are anxious enough to need some soothing first) and one time Laura wandered out of the woods behind the manor with a real-ass fox in her arms.  

“You’re a Disney princess,” Kitty gasps, thrilled.

“I am not,” Laura snaps, blushing, and puts the fox down.  It does not leave.  As far as it’s concerned it’s found the universe’s friendliest apex predator and it’s pretty sure that following her around is going to get it enough food to turn it into a fox-colored sphere.

Gutcanon...the HYDRA cell that cloned Laura included a neurobiologist who used to work for the Red Room, and as such Laura has command coding modeled off the Winter Soldier and the Black Widow program deeply laced into her brain.  They learn this in the worst possible way (of course) and the ensuing fight to keep her contained nearly kills even Logan.  When she comes back to herself, she’s covered in his blood and Logan is still standing between her and the rest of the X-Men, because he knows from bitter experience that coming out of a haze and finding you’ve killed someone you love is the worst experience in the world.

See, the Weapon X program, when it experimented on Logan, was well equipped mechanically but underprepared for the delicate process of brainwashing.  Their first attempt crossed wires badly with Logan’s mutation, and accidental (or intentional) activation of the programming would send him into berserker rages, and...yeah.  He’s not letting that happen to Laura.  A lot of bad shit’s happened to her because of him, including this, but he’s pretty sure she’ll come out of it before she actually kills him for good, so he takes the punishment and does.  Not.  Move.

JunkcanonHey listen, I know Kitty/Illyana is, like, The Thing, but: Illyana/Laura?  Anyone?  Anyone?  Just me?  They would be a narratively perfect match, and also I would LOVE the parallel of Sweet Smiling Sunshine Illyana Who Is Also Belasco’s Heir and Grumpy Scowly Swear-y Laura Who Is Lowkey On A Righteous Crusade.  Tall Illyana in her high femme armor with a bigass sword and short Laura with her hair up in a ponytail and the blood of her enemies on her highly practical uniform.  Laura’s mutation and training mean she’s strong enough to carry her girlfriend bridal style even though Illyana is extremely Colossus’ sister and like a good solid seven inches taller than Laura’s 5′4″.  Illyana is enthralled with this fact.  One time Laura saw Illyana throw her sword like a javelin in a training session and instantly got clobbered by a mock Sentinel while she was staring.  It was totally worth it because Illyana spent the next hour fretting over Laura, healing factor notwithstanding.

Illyana had more of a childhood than Laura did (although not THAT much more) and teaches her dumb stuff like clapping games and jumprope, and one of the languages Laura learned in the lab was Russian and she falls in love with the language like she’s never done before when she hears Illyana telling bad jokes in it.

It takes Illyana a little while to get over her hopeless crush on Kitty, and it takes Laura even longer to figure out what the fuck pining even is, let alone that she’s been doing it, and then they’re sweet and clumsy and earnest together while Logan and Colossus kind of eye each other dubiously over their heads.

Come the fuck on, guys, this is a great concept.  This is, like, the Sweetest Ship.

God, catch me getting feelings about an AU where Laura is an angel and Illyana is a demon even though I’ve never read a single Magyk comic.

SpleencanonCanon can frankly suck an entire dick, especially on the subject of their perennial Death Of Wolverine nonsense.  Like, listen up?  Bitch?  You can have an immortal character.  It’s okay.  You can do that.  I understand that you feel like you need to keep doing the death thing because it’s “emotionally poignant” or whatever, but fucking COUNTER-PROPOSAL: you have a bunch of potentially immortal characters, which, understandably, you milk for a lot of angst.  That’s okay, I like mortals-and-immortals angst, but you need to stop fucking killing Wolverine because it’s nonsensical and annoying and never sticks, so what you’re going to do instead is have Wolverine start a whole fucking daisy-chain of immortal found family narratives.  Just have Logan adopt all of them.  Literally every single immortal character who isn’t actively out to do a genocide is Logan’s child now.  

Laura?  Yep.  

Illyana?  That’s his baby girl.  

Thor?  Thor needs a strong father figure in his life and Odin ain’t always top notch.  

Silver Surfer?  Norrin is a sad and shiny boy who could probably stand to have a parent around so he stops making so many bad fucking decisions.  

Elixir?  You KNOW Logan’s already on his game there.  

Steve Rogers?  Depending on your canon homeboy could live a long fucking time with that serum, and as we’ve discussed Logan was already Full Dad Mode in WWII, it’s just the status quo.

And like, Logan doesn’t need to keep all his new kids at home with him, most of them are grown folk, they’re adults, they can take care of themselves, but what I’m going to need is an ever-growing network of semi-to-fully-immortal characters who know that they can call up Wolverine when their girlfriend or their children or whoever lives out a long mortal life and dies of old age.  

You think I’m kidding but I’m EXTREMELY serious.

[missytearex]

To Read List - Larry

Part 3 of my Larry to read list! Hopefully this is the last part (but if I know myself at all it probably won’t be).

Has the Ocean Lost Its Way by FullOnLarrie

Louis and Liam are professional surfers who have been traveling the world together for years. Now they travel with Liam’s pro-surfer girlfriend Amelia and their baby Vivian. They’re in Manly Beach, Sydney to compete in the 2017 Australia Open of Surfing when Louis meets Harry, a freelance surf photographer working for Surfer Magazine.

Louis wonders if his nomadic lifestyle will keep him single indefinitely or if there’s someone out there who’ll fit in with his little makeshift family.

burn this flame by rainbowninja167

“You’ve played keeper before?” Tomlinson asks suspiciously, hands on his waist.

“Er, yeah,” Harry coughs. “Loads of times.”

“Alright Popstar, if you’re sure,” Tomlinson tells him with a shrug, his professional expression already curling into laughter. Harry tries not to read too much into it. After all, how hard can goalkeeping really be?

When Harry gets invited to play in a celebrity charity match with Louis Tomlinson, Manchester United's star player, he's determined to impress him with brilliant football skills. The only flaw in Harry's otherwise foolproof plan? He has absolutely no football skills, brilliant or otherwise.

Strength in Softness by larrymylove

"As soon as he saw Harry’s picture, he froze. It was a picture of Harry practicing his boxing, heavy black gloves covering his fists as he punched at a bag hanging from the ceiling. His face was focused and he looked like an absolute beast. Louis reached out and touched the picture with his finger, consistently amazed by the duality of Harry. As he started at the picture, he wondered if Harry had pink nail varnish on his toes when it was taken, and what other tattoos and secrets he had buried underneath his workout gear and hard expression."

Or, the one in which Harry is a boxer/trainer, and teaches Louis that there can be, and is, strength in softness.

Galileo by 13ways

“Dangerous? Not haute?” Harry mused. “Why not haute?”

“‘Course you're haute, babe,” Louis smiled. He reached out to fix a stray curl that had dropped down onto Harry’s forehead. Harry stared at him with a dimpled smile, and Louis reared his head back to laugh. Harry craned his head back in parallel with Louis’s, watching him. He couldn't peel his eyes away. Louis Tomlinson laughing was the most beautiful thing in the world.

“You're a whole other level of charming, you know that?” Louis said. Harry leaned forward to kiss Louis. They both closed their eyes, savoring the moment. It was a kiss that should have happened ages ago.

Louis was captain of the state championship high school soccer team. Harry was that gorgeous, scarf-wearing, long-limbed British kid in his art class. They weren't supposed to be friends.

But somewhere along the line, Louis Tomlinson opened the locked mystery that was Harry Styles.

In This Moment by dimpled_halo

Louis is on a mission to right all the wrongs he’s made and Harry is the first on his list. He’s not looking to be in a relationship with him again–though he wouldn’t be opposed to it–but he really doesn’t want to leave this earth with Harry hating him.

Louis waits until the rush dies down, and when the last customer leaves the shop, he starts walking towards the front door. His heart beats faster, the closer he gets, the anticipation getting to be almost too much. He opens the door with shaky fingers, and when he goes inside Harry is in the middle of adding more scones to the display case.

“Welcome to Tiers of Joy, what can I get started for you?” Harry isn’t looking at him, but when his eyes make their way to Louis, he pauses. His eyes harden immediately.

***

A mix-up at the hospital causes Louis to reevaluate his life and he works on trying to fix his biggest mistake: letting Harry Styles walk out of his life two years ago.

That's How I Know by allwaswell16

Louis Tomlinson has just landed his dream job, coaching soccer at Augustus University. When he moves into a new house near campus, he meets his very fit new neighbor, English professor Harry Styles. Although their first meeting leads to an instant mutual dislike, the more Harry gets to know Louis, the more he likes what he sees.

Or the one where Harry’s African grey parrot spills his dirty secrets to his very hot neighbor.

I Still Find You Lovely by angelichl

Reason #37 - Because They Have Air-Conditioning and You Don't

The more he thinks about it, the more he can imagine himself in some bloke’s bed, sweat-free and soaking up the air-conditioning, maybe even curled up under the duvet because he's actually a little cold. The prospect of a reprieve from the heat is even more alluring than the prospect of getting laid. Which may or may not be saying a lot.

“That’s… actually not a bad idea…”

In which Harry goes to a bar in search of a bloke with an air-conditioned flat.

Use Your Words by zedi

based off this prompt: collage au where jock!harry always serenades flowercrown!louis with love songs in their music class. what nobody knows is that harry actually kinda means the words he sings.

But instead it's Louis as the jock and Harry as the flowerchild because I do what I want.

Scoring Position by juliusschmidt

Harry Styles hasn’t pitched a perfect game, but if he closes out this final inning, he’ll get the win and bring handsome soccer star Louis Tomlinson home.

[Or the one where they’re all athlete-type people (except Gucci model Zayn and overly-friendly sports journalist Niall) and long-fated lovers Harry and Louis finally get together after Liam plays in the Superbowl.]

One Taste And He Want It by lululawrence

Stan: Yeah, dude. Listen to Steve and Oli, as much as I hate to say it.

Perrie: Well I’m supportive. If you two actually got together, it would be super cute. Perrie: Jesy says she stans you and supports your marriage

Stan: Shut up, Perrie. He doesn’t need more fuel for this. Stan: For real, Louis, I don’t think it’s a good idea.

Louis: Too late. I’m captain, which means my vote counts more than yours, and my mind’s already made up. I’m gonna woo him and learn about his team and we’re gonna kick their asses.

Or the one where Harry and Louis are the captains of the two Frisbee Battles teams in the finals, and Louis has to find a way for his team to win. Seduction is, naturally, the only option.

It's halftime. Are you ready to go? by momentofclarity

Reason #12 - Because it's halftime.

Harry would like to think that he doesn’t know how he got himself into this. Only… he’d be lying. Because he knows exactly how he got himself into this. Oh man, does he know, and it’s all because of a certain Louis Tomlinson. Alternatively - football is gay and Harry is trying to cope.

Don't Bite Your Tongue by dinosaursmate

Reason # 19: celebrate major victory by favourite team or political candidate. - Louis looked down at Harry’s chest, and… shit. He was wearing a Manchester United shirt. “You were right.” Harry inhaled through his teeth. “Someone stole your seat. A horrid little Man U fan, at that.” “Are you seriously not getting up?” Louis laughed humourlessly. “You little shit.” “You didn’t call me and then you ask me for a favour? Please.” - City and United are competing for the Premiership but, for Louis and Harry, it's not just the title that hangs in the balance.

Read Between the Blurry Lines by QuickedWeen

Harry gave a shocked laugh, “Smooth, very smooth.” Louis shrugged unapologetically. “What can I say, you’re cute, and I’ve only got one stop left before you get off. I don’t exactly have time to beat around the bush.” Harry giggled again, and quickly handed his phone to Louis to get his number. Louis dialed his own number and handed the phone back to him as the train was pulling into Harry’s stop. Just before the doors opened, Harry turned around and smiled. “See you on Thursday, Louis.”

Harry and Louis meet at an event and hit it off, but Louis is hiding something important about his life.

The Balcony by maggieisalarrie (ls2k14)

Just as he’s about to fall back to sleep, a strange sound catches his attention. He quiets his breathing and focuses, trying to hear whatever it is more clearly. The same noise comes again and he starts to silently freak out because, obviously, the logical explanation is that there’s someone inside his apartment and is there to either rob him or murder him and he can’t quite say he’s okay with either of those scenarios.

There’s no indication of someone walking or shuffling or moving things around out there. His heart rate slows just a bit and then spikes again when a different sound comes from outside his balcony doors.

“What the fuck,” he whispers to himself.

My English Love Affair by isthatyoularry

The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent. The second thing is that in the end, nobody's supposed to find out it's about you.

The one where Harry writes a song about his English love affair and Louis sleeps with someone in White Eskimo and all he gets is a stupid song written about him.

Can't Start A Fire Without A Spark by larrymylove

Louis Tomlinson is the pop sensation with his first new single out since taking a personal hiatus from the spotlight. Harry is a paparazzi hired to photograph him during promo. Louis hates paparazzi with a passion, but there’s just something about the pretty young pap with wide green eyes and chocolate curls that Louis can’t shake from his head.

can i be him? by amory

Louis is twenty years old and has been waiting for his soulmate and true love to come along since the day he was born. Harry is an eighteen year old youtuber who is skeptical of soulmates and the pressure of being the person someone else has been dreaming of their entire lives.

They meet at Playlist Live

Boy, you got me blinded by jbm_94_bcn

If Louis wasn’t completely sure that they were on May 22nd, he would’ve bet this was an April’s Fool joke. He couldn’t believe all these important people were seriously proposing he should appear on the cover of fucking Vogue magazine. He wasn’t alone, it seemed like Lottie was about to faint right next to him. He stared at each and every face in front of him, and they weren’t smiling, so this had to be a serious proposal. Actually, there was one face smiling - Harry’s. The fucker was smirking. Louis didn’t like him anymore.

Or the one where Louis finds himself modeling for Vogue Magazine next to hot top model Harry Styles and faking a relationship with him for the public, finding along the way more than a new way of life

Keep Yourself Warm by navigator

AU. Harry sleeps around.

as long as skies are blue by theboyfriendstagram

Summer Camp!AU. Louis has been a football instructor at Lake District Camp for three years when twenty-year old Harry Styles - the latest addition to the counseling team - stumbles not so gracefully into his life. It’s not that Harry is everything Louis can’t stand-except. He is. But that doesn’t stop him from walking in on the naked boy too many times for it to be a coincidence.

Never Be by cherrystreet

Monica: You've got to see her again. Ross: And why do you care so much? Monica: Because! You could get to live out my fantasy! Ross: You had fantasies about Emily? Monica: No! Y’know, the fantasy! Meet someone from a strange land, fall madly in love, and spend the rest of your lives together.

The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

Escapade by dolce_piccante

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He's rich. He's handsome. He's reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

As You Are by zarah5

AU. Five years after The X Factor launched his career as a radio host and songwriter, Louis Tomlinson returns as a judge. Falling for a contestant is the last thing he needs. It's also against his contract.

The only reason Harry auditions for The X Factor is because his best mate signed the two of them up as some kind of joke. Harry doesn't get the big deal—not until he's faced with this season's judges and realises that one of them used to be his desperate, impossible teenage crush.

You'll Breathe Me In (You Won't Release) by LoadedGunn

His first driving lesson with Louis takes place on a Saturday.

Harry stumbles out through the front gate in thrown-on baggy jeans and his ratty Ramones shirt, sees Louis leaning casually against the car, and his knees nearly give out. Apparently "not another surly teacher" meant a drop dead gorgeous twenty-something scruffy guy with shaggy brown hair and cheekbones sharp enough to chop a salad with. Clearly, Robin's trying to get Harry killed at seventeen.

Or, the AU where Louis is a 25-year-old driving instructor and Harry is a 17-year-old virgin who's really awful at seduction, except for the time he gets Louis to fall for him and fuck him senseless and take him on kinky adventures.

Up To No Good by whoknows

Harry doesn’t think of himself as a womanizer, not at all. Sure, he enjoys sex, enjoys how women feel underneath him, and by some people’s standards he has sex with quite a lot of people, but that’s no reason to tell him that he can’t have a female PA anymore.

It’s especially no excuse for giving him a male PA who’s possibly the most gorgeous boy in the world who won’t even let Harry look at him for too long.

Sometimes Harry hates his life.

like a bastard on the burning sea by vashtaneradas

au; harry breaks louis, louis breaks everything.

Here In The Afterglow by fondleeds

“If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.

Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.”

-

1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

Too Much To Bare by soloistharold

"From where Harry was sitting, Louis’ face looked more angular, more mature. He found himself studying Louis’ features, from the way his hair fell against his forehead, to the prominence of his cheekbones, to the dip of his cupid’s bow, and finally, to the subtle curve of his small lips.

He stared and stared and stared, noticing how his eyes crinkled every time he laughed at one of Chandler’s stupid jokes, watching the way his mouth moved when he smiled, feeling a slight yearning in his chest for more contact. He wanted to reach forward, maybe tuck a stray strand of hair behind his ear, press his lips against the warmth of Louis’ cheek… perhaps let them wander to the right a bit and capture Louis’ lips in a kiss.

He wondered what Louis would do if Harry kissed him. Would he get mad and push him away? Or would he welcome it? Maybe bring a hand up to cup Harry’s cheek and use the other to stroke his hair.”

OR

Harry has been in love with Louis for as long as he can remember despite his many efforts to move on, until finally, in a last ditch attempt to put it all behind him, Harry pushes away everyone he loves.

Bathroom Tricks by luminescence2

louis tomlinson doesn't do relationships. but he does do harry styles.

A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall by rosegoldhl (Rosegoldhl)

Like an automatic machine, Harry opened his marker and stood in front of the customer waiting to write the name and order. “Hi, welcome to the 78 Café, what would you like to order?”

“Free tea?”

Harry’s eyes snapped to the customer, the voice spreading warmth in his chest. He smiled at the blue-eyed man, who looked cozy in an oversized hoodie, sleepy eyes and tangled hair.

Louis is a homeless man and Harry is an uninspired writer, who gives him a home.

A Rock For Your Thoughts by caverlywrites

Harry is ready to start his new job as a full-time nanny. Everything that could go wrong, does.

something in the way you move makes me feel like i can’t live without you by justaboat

au. harry and louis are figure skating partners in the sochi 2014 winter olympics.

Lust for Life by larryent

AU. After Louis moves into a new flat, his fit next door neighbour who happens to be a baker brings him cupcakes to welcome him into the building.

Your Silhouette Over Me (orphan_account)

“Alright don’t forget the mission, get Louis laid,” Louis shouted over the music.

“Don’t know who Louis is, but I support it.”

Louis turned towards the contributing voice and saw the bartender leaning in front of him, his elbows resting against the lip of the bar. He had brown hair that fell in loose curls just above his collar bones which were perfectly on show due to the fact that his shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his abdomen. The shirt’s sleeves were cuffed up along his inked bicep and the pattern was something that Louis would expect a dad on vacation to wear, not a young bartender.

“He’s Louis,” Zayn said, jutting his thumb in Louis’ direction.

The bartender nodded approvingly, “then I definitely support it.”

~~~~~~

Or the one where Louis went out one night after work, wanting to get laid, and then ended up meeting a bartender named Harry Styles.

The Summertime, The Butterflies, All Belong To Your Creation by PumpkinspiceLou (CatyDreamDwyer)

When Louis decides to help out a lost little girl at the park, he never expected it would lead him to finding his home.

heroes of the orange skies by queenmcgonagall

Louis likes bathroom walls and Sharpies, Harry likes metal, Zayn likes Liam and Liam likes Zayn, Niall is wise, and they all go to the zoo.

Stargazer Louis by thecheshirepussycat

Louis has been deaf ever since a he was a little kid. Some of his only comforts now are the colors and fragrances of flowers. Harry could care less about flowers and prefers the beautiful melodies of his music. How could two people so different find love and maybe something else they didn't know they were missing in each other?

All The King's Men by sacredheart (orphan_account)

Louis is an arrogant, self assured prince who falls in love with a charming thief named Harry during his youth. However, years later, a revolution is sparked amongst the frustrated commoners... and Louis's former teenage romance is leading it.

another hazy may by deLILAh

louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.

hush. by Wankerville

“I don't like you like that, Harry.”

“See,” Harry starts, Louis can hear the smile in his voice, “that's where I think you're lying.”

or an au where small towns suck, louis is losing it, and harry’s just too perfect.

As Cold as a Whisper by panda_bear21

Harry did not turn around to face Louis yet and Louis’ body screamed at him to take the opportunity and run. Run until he couldn’t anymore, until his lungs collapsed out of breath and he was either safe and away or caught back in Harry’s gaze. Harry turned then, and his eyes were darker than the heavens and just as green as the haunting woods surrounding them, entrapping Louis. Focused, and clear. Louis' heart rattled in his ribcage, shaking, wanting to escape his unmoving body. Harry walked closer and Louis’ eyes stayed on him, breath leaving in a sharp exhale when Harry bent down to touch his face.

A fairy tale au where people in Louis' village are disappearing and Louis is married off to uphold a centuries long agreement.

Love's Truest Language by summerwine

The first part was meant as a joke. He didn't really expect Harry to buy anything. It was just Louis’ way of softening the ‘get the fuck out’ blow.

“Where's your order forms, then?”

“I don't want your flowers.” Louis chided before directing all of his attention to the arrangement in front of him.

Harry laughed under his breath as he stood to his full height, “Who said anything about them being for you, love?”

No One Does It Better by nodibs

Harry's an alcoholic and Louis is a bartender. The first time they meet isn't the first time they've met.

finding you was so hard (but loving you is easy) by togetherwecouldbealright

An incredibly shameless vampire!AU filled with stupid jokes, endless dates, flappy bird, a bro man dude pal sleepover thing and there also might be some sex in strange places.

Also known as the one where everyone is a vampire, Louis is oblivious and somewhere along the way it becomes a bit too much like Twilight.

Then a string of thoughts make themselves clear in Louis’ head. First, Harry is a vampire. Second, Louis is a dumbass. Third, Louis is also unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. Fourth, he’s pretty sure he just quoted the back of the Twilight book.

Only You by mystic_believexx

A strict school, a forbidden love and a burning hatred that turns to passion so hot Louis' in very real danger of getting burnt…

After pulling one prank too many on their high school's Principal, Louis and Liam get transferred to Stanford Institution, a boarding school with a reputation for handling rebellious teens. Louis' determined to buckle down and follow the rules so he can come back home as soon as possible but unfortunately for him, his roommate-one Harry Styles- has other plans.

Sometimes things have a funny way of working out...

Off The Record by Tomlinsontoes

Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don't.

“I'm not your personal assistant you know,” Harry says once he gets there and Louis lets him in and he shoves the bag into his hands. “I'm your publicist.”

“I know that,” Louis smiles a devilish grin patting Harry in the middle of his chest as he takes the bag, “but look at you personally assisting me,” he says looking in the bag and pulling out the Cheetos. I also know that my PA turns his phone on silent at night, and clearly, you don't. Waiting for a booty call or something?” Louis says turning on his heels and scurrying over to his sofa and plopping down. Harry swears he sees a puff of orange dust soar into the air when Louis opens the bag. He's amazed that couch is as clean as it looks.

Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose by dolce_piccante

American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Baby Heaven's in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram

They couldn’t be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there’s one thing that completely annoys him, it’s that there is a poor community college right across the street.

Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to community college in Doncaster. He never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he’s either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the snobby students attending the private school right across from his.

Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

Trailer here

Mute by TroubledPro

How is love supposed to speak, when one can’t even choke out the words? Louis’ life was a joke through his witty words. Harry’s life was a joke through his lack of words. Louis was classed as a normal child; mentally and physically. Harry was classed as an abnormal child; mentally and physically. Louis could speak. Harry could not. Harry had progressive mutism. Louis did not.

Love Is A Rebellious Bird by 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews

AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who "has made Mozart cool again" according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

Don't hum Bolero.

Flour and Chocolate by teaandtumblr

It was nice, for a bakery he supposed.

Then he approached the display cabinet.

And the foreboding slammed into him. Because every product had letters next to it. Letters. GF, DF, V, O, VGN.

What. The. Fuck?

Lifting his eyes to the chalkboard menu spread across the back wall Louis felt physically ill. ‘Gluten-free’, ‘organic’, ‘vegan’, ‘paleo’, ‘dair-…’ Wait, what the fuck was a paleo? He had entered some hipster-trash establishment and it was more than time to get out.

OR

Louis is a single dad and Harry works at the newly opened bakery down the street.

the wonderlands by stylinsoncity

"Somewhere between chaos and control — these are the wonderlands."

Harry's daughter, Andy, is signed to Louis' girl band. Her path to success is marked by competition, chaos, and for Harry, a love affair.

Take My Breath Away by RealityBetterThanFiction

There is a prestigious school in the British Royal Navy classified as Premier Delta - or as it is known by its flyers, 1D. These select pilots are an elite set of Naval lieutenants who are trained in the skill of aggressive aerial combat. They are instruments of war, trained in times of peace. They are dogfighters, relentless and fearless in their mission to protect their beloved country. From their lofty vantage, they are always watching, waiting, and ready to lay it all on the line.

Lt. Harry Styles, call sign Sparrow, is a prodigy when it comes to flying. The owner of an unrivaled Naval pedigree, being a pilot was always written in the stars for Harry. With his trusty RIO, Lt. Niall Horan, Harry has made an unprecedented ascension in the ranks of the Naval aerial combat elite, and has been recruited to the esteemed Premier Delta flight school, carrying on his family’s legacy. What he finds there are unexpected friendships, perilous challenges, and something beyond what he ever thought possible. Because as his father had always told him, before the great Captain Styles went tragically missing in combat, you don’t fall in love with the sky, you fall in love with what keeps you on the ground.

Shake Me Down by AGreatPerhaps12

Harry's new to college, fresh out of Catholic school and conversion therapy camp, and Louis runs the campus LGBTQIA organization.

Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

Time Bomb by ThisSentimentalHeart

“Why exactly are you here?” Louis asked, feigning annoyance and failing pathetically at it. “My publicist told me I can't go anywhere near you.” Harry said, eyes still smudged with last night's eye liner. “That makes you my favorite person in the world.”

Or the one where Louis has everything: a lead role in a giant Hollywood franchise, a glittering new house with an entertaining Irish neighbor, and a steady, normal boyfriend who he probably loves. Louis never expected to become a household name among young Hollywood overnight. He also never expected to find something endearing about the enigmatic rockstar who keeps showing up on his back porch.

Hide your Face (So the World Will Never Find You) by neozeka

Louis is a master thief, and one of the most wanted criminals in the kingdom. When he hears that Prince Harry is holding a public masquerade ball to find a potential queen, Louis can’t pass up the opportunity to go after the crown jewels.

Or the one in which Harry is a prince, Louis is definitely not Cinderella, there is still a ball, and the magic doesn’t end at midnight.

in the middle of the night by hazkaban

louis takes a stray dog in for the night and ends up with more than he bargained for.

We Never Said Our Love Was Evergreen by PumpkinspiceLou (CatyDreamDwyer)

Harry takes his position at the top of the grand staircase, eyes washing over the crowd. It’s a sea of formality, ornate fish following the waves the music dictates, the current of Victorian tradition. Harry begins to wonder if perhaps that is his problem. Being stuck in an endless circle is why what he yearns for most in this world is still so cruelly out of his reach. Before the thought can grow and wreak havoc though, something catches Harry’s eye in the middle of the ballroom.

OR A Victorian Masquerade Ball AU where Harry is basically the Phantom of the Opera

This Must Be My Dream by nothing_but

When he got closer, Harry could see that the person on the side of the road was a young man who was holding a piece of cardboard. London was scribbled onto it in big letters so passing drivers leaving the motorway station could easily read it.

OR Louis is hitchhiking and Harry takes him in. And well, who knew that there would be so many things to be discovered apart from towns and roads and motels?

Rhonda by aclosetlarryshipper

“Would it be weird of me to say I’m almost, like… nervous?”

Louis shakes his head, giggling as their noses press together in an Eskimo kiss. “Would it be weird of me to say I’m glad? Because I am too. A little.”

Louis can feel Harry exhale. “If you’re nervous, it means you really like the person, right? That’s what I’ve heard.”

“That sounds right,” Louis says, and then he leans in.

or

The High School AU that was inspired by Home.

Green Eyes, Empty Canvas by SexyAsswoMan

His eyes were a weird shade of green. A shade that reminded you of a forest. a forest washed up in rain, glistening in the golden sun. Bright yet soft at the same time. And Louis wanted to get lost in them. Wanted to take it all out and splatter it on a canvas. Wanted to know every stroke of the man that stood in front of him. Too bad he was shit at forming words.

or where,

Louis Tomlinson liked to paint and suddenly, all he could ever paint was Harry Styles.

Amid the Falling Snow by noellehenry

Harry is going to spend Christmas with his sister Gemma while their parents enjoy a vacation on Aruba. However, she has a few surprises for him.

Harry can deal with the Irish boyfriend and a birthday party; it's the birthday boy he's not prepared for. The boy he once had a massive crush on, the boy who had hurt him, the boy he wanted to forget.

Why is he still attracted to him?

Featuring lots of snow, books and a cosy cottage in an idyllic village

A Whole New World by backonefish

He squeezes his eyes shut and shakes his head, imagining the notes he heard earlier are from a residual dream. He opens his eyes, and, nope. The music is still there. Notes of a song he could never forget clear as the confusion in his head. That is to say, they’re really not very clear. The more he strains to comprehend what the fuck is actually going on, the more he understands. Understands that what he’s hearing is piano keys, not a record of a song. Understands that whoever is playing the piano is really not very good at it, hesitance heard before each press of the key. Understands that his fucking neighbour is waking him up at – he fumbles with his phone on his bedside - 7:30 in the morning by playing Aladdin songs on a piano. Badly.

Or- Louis has moved into his new apartment to start his new job as a teacher. Things would be great. If only his arsehole neighbour didn't wake him up every morning by playing piano. Shenanigans ensue. Like a very inadvisable kissing bet.

Ride 'Em Cowboy by larry_love13

A Harry Stripper AU.

i just know i have found the place my heart belongs by scagnetism

“Gracie loves faeries, don’t you, little love?” Louis asks, cutting through Harry’s thoughts, and she spares a glance over her shoulder at her father, nodding quickly before looking back at the house and touching it with gentle fingers.

Harry looks up at him, and they share a small smile, Louis making him feel warm, warm, warm. “This is her house, and it’s my favorite thing in my shop,” Harry explains, and Louis crouches slightly so he can see it better.

“’S beautiful,” he murmurs, and Harry smiles appreciatively at him.

Harry looks at Gracie again, blonde hair falling into her face as she inspects the glittery house, and he instinctively tucks her hair back behind her ear. “I’ve never seen the faerie,” he says to her softly, “but sometimes, when it’s very quiet, I can feel her.” He closes his eyes, taking in a breath, just sitting like that for a few seconds for the effect. “That’s how I know she’s watching over me.”

Or, the one where Louis has a quiet little girl, Harry has a toy shop with a magic faerie house, and they were made to fall in love.

Just Tell Me the Song and I'll Sing It by myownspark

Louis is an architecture student who can only think about the future. Harry is a baseball player who can only think about right now. Both are lonely for different reasons. Boybands bring them together.

Or, this may just be a long love letter to Louis’ voice, I’m not sure.

Based on the following prompt: Harry and Louis are university students who go to the same bar on the weekends. The bar has karaoke and Louis likes to sing Disney/Musical/Boyband songs sometimes. Harry thinks he's cute so he starts singing Disney/Musical/Boyband songs and flirting with him while he's on stage.

The Fox You've Been Waiting For by FeelsForBreakfast

Louis isn't in love with Harry, but it’s something like that. A story where Louis is a contradiction and Harry thinks he’s the greatest.

"He wants to be loved and he wants to be the best but he wants it whispered to him, so quietly he almost can’t hear it, on Harry’s lips that sting like nettles. Harry’s golden in the sun and ivory in the moonlight and Louis wants to be in his orbit. He wants them to be kings."

Even Angels Have Their Demons by AFangirlFantasy

Louis is appointed the role of Guardian Angel, and his first mission is a boy named Zayn Malik. Unfortunately, it seems that a certain Demon has gotten to him first.

Or... an Angel/Demon AU where Angel Louis hates Demon Harry, but somewhere along the way that stops being so true.

Little Technicolor Things by tekhnicolor

Louis is a poor writer and recent university graduate, depressed, anxious, and living in London when he meets Harry, an artist with a secret who likes to paint sunrises and pretty boys from California.

more than just a dream by spit_on_me_larry

Louis Tomlinson loves his life, he really does. It's just that he's constantly on the verge of everything completely going to shit. He's disorganized and clumsy and hotheaded and just a little bit ridiculous.

And then he meets Harry Styles. Harry is the type of person Louis hates. It seems like everything comes easily to him. He's rich and brilliant and everyone loves him and he has his life impossibly and perfectly together.

Louis detests Harry Styles. Except for the inconvenient fact that he can't seem to get Harry out of his head.

Send My Love by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer

Louis Tomlinson is fed up with dating losers. Harry Styles is tired of leaving his love life up to fate. Maybe one last try is just what they need to get it right.

Or, when online dating actually works.

Given a Chance by Fabby

Five years after One Direction took their last tour, the last thing Louis Tomlinson ever expected to happen while on a tea run at the local Piggly Wiggly was to run into his ex-boyfriend and ex-bandmate Harry Styles.

The odds of them ever running into each other again had to be super slim, right?

Wrong.

What happens when you mix ex-boyfriends with a large serving of Small Town America? Will Louis and Harry be able to set aside their differences, or will Louis be able to stay breezy as fuck in the wake of Harry’s arrival?

(or, the one where Louis and Harry run into each other five years after One Direction ends and learn how to love each other again. Featuring: Reggie as the overweight labrador, Niall as Louis’ last grip on reality, and Nowheresville, North Carolina as the setting for Louis’ worst nightmare to come true.)

The Brightest Lights by Rearviewdreamer

After watching yet another actor walk away with his Oscar, Louis is on the lookout for the role of a lifetime that might finally get him the one thing he has always wanted. He didn't think coming out of his self-proclaimed break to do another film would be all that difficult, but that was before he met his new co-star.

If Tomorrow Never Comes (We Had Last Night) by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer

Louis accepts the call without bothering to look at the caller ID. Only Zayn would be a big enough asshole to call him at two in the morning. This fucking better be important. “This fucking better be important,” Louis greets.

On the other end of the line comes a soft giggle. “Li, you don’t usually curse. I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I like it.”

Yeah, that’s not Zayn. Louis sighs, his anger melting into resignation when he realizes that it’s some poor bastard probably drunk dialing his ex or something. “Sorry, mate. Think you’ve got the wrong number.”

Based on this Tumblr prompt: "Accidentally called your number while drunk asking for a ride and you actually came au"

Monday Meetings by kikikryslee

American AU where the boys all work for their college newspaper. Louis gets to voice his opinion in every issue, Liam is in charge, keeping everyone in line, Niall just really loves soccer, Zayn is an aspiring photographer and Harry is the incoming photo editor.

(Or, the one where Louis wants to date Harry, but won't, because they work together, even though the other boys follow no such rule.)

--- Louis turned and looked Harry in the eye. "I told Niall that even though he wanted to date Josh, his co-worker, it just wasn't going to work out. And that was OK, because there's plenty of other people out there for him." Please take the hint. Please. It looked like Harry did, because he simply nodded before breaking the gaze.

For the Sake of Propriety by panda_bear21

Louis Tomlinson is the caretaker of an estate that is not truly his, and when his Uncle calls upon him to take it back, Louis knows he will soon be out on the streets with four overly zealous sisters to care for. His only solution: wed the eldest two off and pray for the best. When an even better solution unexpectedly presents itself in the form of the charming Mr. Styles, Louis is faced with a difficult choice. But as with all things in the regency era, reputation very well may threaten to outweigh the fleeting matters of his heart.

once upon a dream by thedeathchamber

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

aka. the Medium/Criminal Minds-inspired AU no one ever asked for.

Forever Home by thedeathchamber

Louis heard humming, soft and melodious, and the scribble of a pen on paper, before he blinked into awareness, his vision focusing gradually to make out the person standing at the foot of his bed. It was a young male nurse, dressed in light blue scrubs. The morning autumn sunlight streaming in through the window lit up the hair that escaped from his bun like a halo. “Hi,” Louis croaked. The nurse’s head whipped up from his notes. “Oh, you’re awake—” When he looked at Louis his voice broke off and his face went slack. “You’re awake,” he repeated.

Hate Me To The Moon by harrystylesandstuff

The last thing Harry wanted was to spend his entire summer stuck with his dad's new fiancée and her kids. He wants no more when he learns she's a very religious dictator, raising a sixteen year old nun and a clean cut potential priest ass kisser.

Everything takes a slightly different turn, however, when Harry finds out his future step-brother is actually the rude stranger he caught sucking off a guy in a pub, far from the reserved Christian his mom thinks he is...

AU where Harry is a sexy nerd, Louis is a great actor, and they both pretend to hate each other's guts to convince themselves they're not feeling things future step-brothers shouldn't feel...

Purer Than The Water (like we were) by FeelsForBreakfast

Louis is a merman and Harry is a boy. The lake is a good place to fall in love.

"Louis wants the boy to wade deeper, deep enough that Louis can go under and wrap his fingers around his ankles for just a moment. Pull him under. Just touch skin, for a second."

every time i run, i keep on falling on you by hazmesentir

Shameless fluffy Christmas fic.

AU. After being best friends for 8 years, Harry moves to LA. It takes the keen observations of all of Louis' friends to realise the one thing he really wants for Christmas is Harry.

Today and Every Day by LittleLostPieces

Five times Harry proposed, and one time Louis definitively said yes.

you and me were kings by ithacas

harry plays football in a small town in west texas. louis might be the only person that doesn’t give a damn. au.

Reeling Through The Fall by zarah5

AU. They hate each other. Except for when they don’t.

This Shifting Ground by zarah5

University AU. In which Louis, law student, is the cheeky waiter to Harry’s dates. This is how it starts.

These Roads We Stumble Down by onewasturning

He’s completely drenched, not one millimetre of him not covered in rain, and the old sheepskin cover over the seat is probably going to stink afterwards from the damp. But even with what seems to be a constant tremor shaking his body, brown hair plastered to his forehead, and a blue tinge to his skin, he’s still probably the most gorgeous person that Harry has ever seen.

Or, Harry picks up a hitchhiker in Oxford, and it's a long ride to Glasgow.

Red Brick Heart by hazmesentir

Harry has only had his room for thirty-two minutes when it stops being his.

Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn't expect is a surprise roommate who's loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he's ever wanted.

we're falling skyward by brownheadedstranger

AU. Louis fires people for a living and meets up with Harry in big cities.

(Take You Back Where You Belong) This Could be Our Favorite Song (orphan_account)

When recently divorced, thirty-five year-old, overworked tax accountant Louis Tomlinson gets sent on a two-week vacation to Aruba by his best friend, he automatically assumes it's going to be two weeks of panicking about all of the work he's missing and staying holed up in his room. But then, right on his first night in Aruba, he meets Harry Styles, the cheeky, crass, and charming waiter and up-and-coming musician. Who happens to only be eighteen years old.

Nonetheless, a whirlwind romance kicks up between Louis and Harry, and Louis finds himself falling for the boy in a way he hadn't thought he could fall again after his divorce. But as Louis' two weeks in Aruba come to a close and Harry finds himself standing on the cusp of the fame he's always craved, Louis has to make the decision of whether or not he's going to stay with Harry, or leave him behind in Aruba, and it turns out to be the toughest decision Louis ever has to make.

Counting The Steps Between Us by zarah5

AU. So, yeah. That year abroad helped Harry establish that he is in love with his best friend. Now, if Louis would stop treating him like a little brother, that would be awesome. (Additional ingredients: a collapsing tree house, a lot of pining, the other three boys as Louis' new best mates from university, and a camping trip. Serve hot.)

love me in between the future and the past by navigator, quitter

Set during the 2013 VMAs.

Harry's scared of history repeating itself.

Now I Got You In My Space (I Won't Let Go of You) by three_miles

Louis and Harry used to fool around, until they just... stopped. Until today, when Louis gets a signal from Harry that he hasn't seen in a long time.

Relief Next To Me by dolce_piccante

AU. What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more.

oh your touch, so bittersweet by soleilouis

louis meets harry in a tattoo shop.

twisting the kaleidoscope behind both of my eyes by hazandboo_write

harry's cute and curly and blind, louis's not, they meet at a wedding, and then out for yogurt.

We Will Find Our Way by supernope

Harry smiles at Louis, quick and easy, and says, “Well, since we’re in the same boat, we’ll just make our own Christmas. What do you say?” Louis tamps down on a bloom of warmth in his belly. He barely knows Harry past seeing him walk down the hall in just his skivvies - not that he’s complaining - but he’s being so lovely, smiling at him so hopefully, and, well. Louis doesn’t much fancy the idea of spending Christmas completely alone. Nodding, he reaches out and pokes Harry’s dimple, watches it flirt to life underneath his fingertip. “I say yes.”

AKA, Harry and Louis are uni students studying abroad in New York, stuck in the dorms together over Christmas.

Spin Me Like A Record by zarah5

Uni AU. Sometimes, Louis poses as Harry’s boyfriend. It doesn’t mean anything. Really.

Speaking of Marvels by navigator, quitter

AU. Louis is a nanny in suburban New Jersey, and the neighbors' son is home from college for the summer. It was supposed to be a fling.

we are the greatest pretenders by chillpills

“You do matter,” he says, roughly. “You matter so much, and you’re not just a computer, because you’re Hazza, and you’re mine, and it doesn’t matter what they say because I think you’re the best person I’ve ever known and I’d be honored to serve with you and - ” Harry tosses the memory drive aside and then throws his arms around Louis and drags him down on top of him, burying his face in Louis’ neck. Louis can feel Harry’s forehead against his false pulse, and hear the quiet sobbing noises he’s making under his ear.

or: Louis and Harry are androids, Nick developed them with independent emotions, and they get much more than they bargained for with them.

Thought The Song Was Sung by 100percentsassy

Louis never auditioned for the X-Factor. Years later, Harry's just another gay ex-boybander who lives alone with his cat... until Niall decides to take matters into his own hands and set up a profile for Harry on a dating website.

harder to hide than i thought by dangerbears

ridiculous self-indulgent high school au. louis's best friend's little brother suddenly got very attractive.

Waited My Whole Life for This One Night by LittleLostPieces

It's been said that patience is a virtue. Harry is sure that the person who came up with that cliche never spent eighteen hours waiting for the birth of their first child.

Exhale the Dust by flutterbutt

Louis is a disgraced former pop star who needs help writing a single. (a Music and Lyrics AU)

A week later, the note from Breakfast Harry is still buried in Louis' kitchen drawer under forks and spoons and spatulas, all but forgotten. Louis is in bed (because it is only 11 o'clock, after all) when he gets another call from Herb. It's probably about opening for fucking Blue again. He'll probably say yes this time. He hates turning Herb down, especially since he knows that Herb most likely begged Blue's people to consider Louis in the first place.

we are honey and the bee by soleilouis

It isn’t his fault though, it is entirely the fault of whichever gods thought it would be a good idea to taunt Louis by dangling a curly haired boy in front of him with a mouth that can’t possibly be as soft as it looks, a mouth that requires further inspection with Louis’ own mouth. Unfortunately, Louis absolutely cannot do that, because it would go against all rules and guidelines in the Golden Handbook of Nanny and Employee Etiquette that he’s pretty sure exists.

au where harry plays rugby at uni, louis needs to hire a nanny, and life is one big cliche.

we were just like glue by togetherwecouldbealright

Louis works in a library where his own books sit on the shelves. Also, there may or may not be a Harry Styles involved and he may or may not be Louis' muse. Not that Louis is admitting to anything.

me and you and you and me (orphan_account)

On the occasion of Harry's 20th birthday, aka pretty much total FWP (fluff without plot).

It's All Brand New Because of You by supernope

It’s nearing six o’clock in the evening, and despite the fact that it’s summer, the aquarium has emptied out considerably and it’s quiet as Louis wanders the exhibits. A few people try to ask him questions as he wanders, but Louis knows less about the creatures in the tanks than they do, so he keeps having to apologize and explain that he’s just a counselor, not a biologist.

AKA, Louis starts a new job as a summer camp counselor at the local aquarium and Harry is a biologist who really likes teaching people about the ocean.

hold a hand for cover by vashtaneradas

they’ve still got all the money in the world, all the big nights and bigger houses, all the people at their doors with singles and album deals and promises of more, they still have all of that, and they will forever. the only thing they’ve burnt through is each other.

or, two years after the band, harry and louis bump into each other for the first time.

Under The Same Sun by FeelsForBreakfast

Louis and Harry live 400 miles away from each other. Sometimes it’s hard. (internet boyfriends, indie bands, and happy endings)

“I already miss you. I miss you all the damn time.” Louis says, because it’s late enough for honesty.

not fortune's fool by eleadore

The one where Louis goes to sleep in his X-Factor bunk and wakes up years in the future to discover things have... changed.

if you're for real and not pretend by brownheadedstranger

In which Harry works in a bakery and Louis can't seem to find what he's looking for.

Celebrity Discount by LoadedGunn

Louis fell for Prince Harry when he was ten and Harry was eight and peeked behind the Queen’s elegant gown for his first public appearance—a shy smile and a mess of curls. He fell for him when he caught Lottie putting up a magazine cover of Harry on her wall and all she had to say for herself was, “He’s such a good person, yeah?” and, yeah. He fell for him when Harry gracefully accepted his demotion. He fell for him when Harry came out and stayed out.

Truly, Madly, Deeply (10 Things I Hate About You) by sunsetmog

The first Louis had heard of Harry auditioning for X Factor was the night he'd turned up on Louis' doorstep the day before leaving for Boot Camp, with a DVD and an illicit bottle of vodka.

Thing was, Louis hated secrets, and he really hated being made a fool of, and he really, really hated Harry Styles.

or: the one in which they're all in sixth form together, and Harry auditions for X Factor without them.

Let the Words Fall Out by pertunes

It’s not a thing, he decides. It’s not going to be a thing, because his ears have been ringing for months and so what if some days he feels like he’s straining to hear what even Niall’s jabbering on about.

hold onto your stars by vashtaneradas

au; harry's in the army, louis' back home, and ninety days is a lifetime.

sugar never tasted so good by vashtaneradas

louis sells rock candy and harry sells flowers and london is cold; aka a dumb valentine’s au.

Always There by tothemoonmydear

Louis Tomlinson, of One Direction, has been almost completely blind since birth, the exception being he can see blotches of shadows and shapes; just enough to keep himself standing upright. He’s supposed to be doing an interview about being blind in a world wide famous boyband, instead his answers once again drift off to Harry Styles..

based off of this meme: http://icantlouis.tumblr.com/post/43865524622/au-meme-louis-tomlinson-of-one-direction-has

place your hands on my face, close my eyes by empress

Louis met Harry on the fifteenth of August. He would never forget that day.

Or, Louis is the star footballer of Manchester United, and Harry a member of the rising pop sensation, One Direction. They shouldn't work, but they do, anyway (based on this AU post on tumblr).

Keep Me In Your Pocket by ologist

Louis has been living in a teapot since he was miniaturised by a witch, but Harry is determined to break the curse.

To Build A Home (orphan_account)

A story about a broken boy and the boy who falls in love with him.

Call Me Baby by mediwitch3

Louis moves to Holmes-Chapel after his parents die in a car crash. He has custody of his five sisters, and it is through the youngest he meets Harry Styles, a preschool teacher. Life just got a lot more complicated for Louis.

All the Corners of the World by robpatFF

Written in response to these tags on Tumblr though I'd recommend not reading those first unless you want to be spoiled. Alternatively, university!AU in which Harry runs away to New York City with only his camera and a playlist and Louis doesn't have a good side.

just a memory (and all that we could've been) by trustingno1

"I think - there's something wrong. With Harry's memory," Louis says, and someone mutes the TV.

(or: Harry wakes up in a reality in which he and Louis are very much together. Which is pretty awesome. Or - it would be. If Harry could remember any of it).

once like a spark by flimsy

Louis is a bartender, and Harry is just his type.

"Can I get you anything else?" Louis asks and shimmies his hips along to the beat of the music. Zayn is giving him a look from the other end of the bar, frowning slightly at the line of people waiting to get a drink. Louis rolls his eyes and shrugs and turns his attention back to the boy, who ruffles his fringe and gives Louis a little lopsided grin.

Smaller Than Me by checkthemargins

Harry's just finished his first year of uni on his way to becoming Dr. Harry Styles, Neurosurgeon. He's young, he has endless potential, three amazing best mates, a new love and the world at his fingertips. The fact that his new boyfriend may or may not be a sex-worker, of course, throws a wrench into the works. But it's not true. Really.

Probably.

It most definitely might not be entirely true. And that's all Harry needs to know.

If You Build Yourself a Myth by pukeandcry

Harry is six the first time he makes something change. (magical realism AU)

How Would You Feel (If I Told You I Loved You) by Only_angel_28

An AU inspired by the music video for Ed Sheeran's song Perfect featuring two idiots who are too thick to see that their friendship is anything but platonic, lots of pining, too many terms of endearment to count, a wedding, slow dancing, a couple of steamy hot tub moments, karaoke, snow, a healthy dose of cuddling, love confessions, and Harry and Louis being quite generous to each other.

*Or the one where Harry has been in love with his best friend for four years, and New Year's Eve at his family's holiday home in Switzerland is perfect for finally telling Louis how he feels.

Boy Interrupted by MrsStylinson

Five times that Harry walks in on Louis by accident and the one time he walks in on purpose.

Or, the one where they can only resist each other for so long, featuring some epic sexual tension, a heavy dose of pining, a hint of angst and a fluffy ending.

reminiscing the other day by tilthesundies

“Spain,” Harry says. “This weekend.”

Louis blinks. “Are you asking me, or telling me?”

“Asking,” he says with a huff.

Harry's invited to a wedding, and there's only so much Louis can hide.

Take Care of Me by louissketios

Louis is the fan that asks Harry to find him a date at his concert and Harry offers to take Louis out on a date instead.

Promise Not to Fall by dimpled_halo

Louis raises his eyebrows. “You want to be friends with benefits?”

Harry shrugs, “If that’s what you want to call it then, yeah. Why not?”

Louis brings his hand to rub the stubble on his jaw, seeming lost in his own thoughts. “Okay, I’ll agree on three conditions.”

“One: no sleep overs.”

Harry nods, “Okay."

“Two: if either of us finds someone else we call it off no questions asked.”

Harry isn’t sure why his stomach turns at that, but he agrees anyway.

“And three,” Louis’ face hardens, “you cannot, under any circumstances, fall in love with me.”

Harry snorts, “Yeah, okay,” he chuckles lightly.

or- When One Direction goes on hiatus, Harry and Louis reconnect, becoming the friends they once were during their days in the X Factor. It doesn’t take long for their friendship to evolve into friends with benefits, unable to resist the physical attraction between them. Things get complicated when feelings get in the way.

Oh, We're In Love, Aren't We? by Rearviewdreamer

After sixteen wonderful years of friendship, it's hard to imagine any grand (and usually dumb) plans they haven't had or some type of mischief they haven't gotten into together. But, when Harry suddenly finds himself without a fiance and Louis just wants to help him feel okay again, they realize falling in love is one thing they haven't done, and that's about to change.

Big Dicked Bottoms Make the Rockin’ World Go Round by YesIsAWorld

Harry was tired of the assumptions made about his sexual preferences and he wasn't afraid to (drunkenly) post on Tumblr about it. The last thing he expected was to find his perfect partner.

Seven Minutes in Heaven by Canadianlarrie (canadianlarrie)

It’s musty, it's confined and its where lost musical instruments go to die. It also happens to be where Harry and Louis are currently standing after being forced into the alcove under the basement stairs at Niall’s house for Seven Minutes in Heaven.

First kisses rarely happen as imagined – they’re awkward, ill-timed and sloppy af.

The one where Harry and Louis kiss and the whole thing’s kind of a hot glorious mess.

Surrender My Everything by crimsontheory

After his flight was delayed, Harry showed up stressed out, exhausted, and four hours late for his date with Louis.

Waiting For Someone Who Needs Me by graceling_in_a_suit

Harry huffed in frustration. His feet pigeon-toed as he took a step forward. “None?” he asked with a hint of desperation. “You have nothing that you need?” Louis shook his head. “Listen. I’ve a million things that I want, like for the Donny Rovers to get to finals and for our band to do well and to write better songs and for my mum to be able to pay off her mortgage, but I don’t need any of those things. There’s a difference.”

AU: Harry is a genie, and Louis doesn't think he needs anything.

You Wear White (I'll Wear Out The Words) by rainbowslovehl (Larrymateforlife)

“You’re drunk Harry. And you can’t possibly get married by the end of this week.” “Why not?” Harry asked, stubbornly jutting his chin up. “I’m a great person.” “Because you’re single, Harry, that's why,” Niall remarked as he plopped down on the opposite side of the booth.

Harry is desperate to get married before the end of the week. In walks Louis.

Bad Girl Riri by 13ways

Harry and Louis have a cat named Rihanna. She has opinions.

Do I need to worry? by enigma_scars

Louis needs to blow bubbles to get rid of his smoking addiction. Harry finds Louis cute and strikes a conversation head on. Louis finds Harry creepy and dangerous.

One Mississippi by AlwaysAqua

“What are you even doing here, Louis?” Harry asked faintly through the door.

“Trust me, if I had anywhere else to go,” Louis paused and reflected on the absolute shit show his week had thrown at him. He sighed, “If I had anywhere else to go, I wouldn’t be here. I promise you that. You know you’re the last person I would ask to help me.”

Or, Louis and Harry broke up two years ago and now Louis has nowhere else to go and Harry reluctantly lets him back in.

The Depth and the Breadth and the Height by phdmama

"What do you need?"

Over the course of a life together, the answer to that question changes.

truth, justice, and the gay way by hattalove

Liam needs a costume. Louis needs a best best friend award, a holiday, and to get a grip.

(Harry's just in the right place at the right time.)

Needing is One Thing, and Getting—Getting’s Another by kiwikero

Six months and moving back home is what it takes for Louis to finally start getting over his divorce.

Backstage, Sex and Outrage by taggiecb

Prompt #20: your chance to do it in a specific location

Louis loves working towards a goal. His friends say having a goal in life is the only thing that keeps him sane some days. Right now he is working towards his before twenty five bucket list, and fate must have been smiling on him the day he won tickets for a show at Wembly, getting into one of the locker rooms is something he will have to think about later. Plus it doesn't hurt that the show he's seeing is his favourite celebrity crush Harry Styles.

I’d Like To Buy an ‘O’ by FallingLikeThis

When Louis fails at Wheel of Fortune but, by some miracle, not his love life.

If Only You (Knew) by LadyLondonderry

Catch a busy train at a busy time. Find a seat and look like you’ve been there a while. Feign sleep. Look like you belong there. Look like you haven’t been living out of a rucksack for four months.

Don’t look homeless.

When Louis needs somewhere to go, he finds himself in an abandoned barn in the middle of nowhere. Unknown to him, he's stumbled on the home of someone else, and they're not too happy about it.

Coming and Going (Anonymous)

Harry is a shy loner looking for someone who will help him discover his new found sexual fantasies. Louis is a lonely writer who doesn't realize how much he has secluded himself. They are brought together by a simple ad, and a common interest.

All in 'Cause of You by crimsontheory

Harry was married to the most amazing man in the world and he was ready to take the next step of their relationship. As he journeyed down the road of adoption, he realized it was bumpier than he had anticipated.

drive all night to keep her warm by thepriestthinksitsthedevil (stubliminalmessaging)

After a devastating break-up, Harry discovers that his life is depressingly empty. He spends some time with his best friend Niall and Niall's lovable oaf of a golden retriever and realizes that the missing piece in his life is a pet. Unfortunately, the pet that seizes Harry's heart is a sickly puppy who is hostile towards people after a history of abuse and neglect from her previous owners. Can Harry, with the help of the handsome vet, Dr. Tomlinson, earn this puppy's love and nurse her back to health?

Sing With Me (just for today) by Eleven_11

When Harry arrives at Camp Half Blood as a clumsy and terrified 12-year-old, he has no clue what he's doing, just that he really wants to be friends with this Louis kid. Louis has been at camp for five years when Harry shows up, and he still doesn't know who his godly parent is. Everything Louis does is in hope of catching his dad’s attention. Everything Harry does is in hopes of being enough.

The story picks up in the Percy Jackson universe after the Titan War and right in the middle of the conflict with the Giants. Louis is one of the demigods left behind to defend the camp, and Harry just discovered he's a demigod.

Calling Love by AlwaysAqua

“Can I just say I miss you? Is that allowed? I know we said we said there’s no point in saying it because we can’t change the time apart. But I just really fucking miss you.” — This whole fic is a voicemail.

Hope by kiwikero

Louis was, emphatically, not a cat person.

Roses in the Rain by theweightofmywords

“Don’t- I know what you’re going to ask, and I… Harry, I can’t,” he said, his voice cracking. “Please. You know that I can’t.”

Louis had his six siblings and his old house with its falling-apart porch to take care of. This town was where people still approached him, 8 years after high school graduation, to tell him that they loved him as Danny in Grease. This town was where he had his pick of suitors, where he had his first kiss, where he took his first steps, where his mama lived, died, and was buried, and he couldn’t leave just to follow some man that he loved.

Harry, for now, seemed to understand that.

“Okay, baby,” Harry sighed, rubbing his eyes. “Okay.”

I Kinda Need A Hero (Is It You) by FallingLikeThis

Louis is a barista who’s had his heart broken. Harry is the boy who wants to put the pieces back together.

Heart of a Lion (With Metal in His Teeth) by graceling_in_a_suit

The man sighed impatiently. “Can you confirm your mission, please, you useless piece of junk.” Harry smiled politely. “Mission Code: 645-a3. Status: incomplete. Description: assess the situation on Olivia, report all findings to Captain Cowell and his board of advisors in three to five days. Specifically, locate and analyse the citizen known as Louis Tomlinson, suspected leader of the current strike, and present a strategy for destabilising his movement.”

Harry is an Android. Louis is his target: a revolutionary leader trying to free his people.

(01110100 01101000 01100101 01111001 00100000 01100110 01100001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101.)

Hiding in the Rain by asphodelknox

Louis’s used to the bullies. However, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy Harry Styles dragging him off on adventures to avoid them.

This Soft and Fluffy Thing Called by LadyLondonderry

Harry waits.

He waits for his eleventh birthday. He waits with bated breath. He waits and waits and waits and watches the post for the letter - the letter that decides his fate - the letter from Hogwarts.

or, the one where Harry was adopted as a baby, his downstairs neighbor is Louis, and he really should learn not to keep things bottled up.

Love, This Wild Thing by asphodelknox

Paris, the City of Love. Harry's hiding an unused Tinder account and Louis's hiding how much he doesn't want to go home. They find what they need in each other.

You're Gonna Pay for This by Eleven_11

“'NO!” Three sets of hands moved to grab Harry, and he was so startled that he jumped into the air from his nearly seated position on their new couch, butt just inches away from the pristine leather. He scanned the faces of the four boys in front of him, all colored with a mixture of shock, incredulity, and embarrassment. Harry was at a loss. “Why?” he sighed. " --- Or, Louis and Harry get something new, and the boys refuse to break it in. Chaos and ridiculousness ensue.

Teenage Dirtbag by 13ways

Louis loves Harry. Harry dislikes confinement. They play some dodgeball and kiss.

A Pun-derful Life by AlwaysAqua

Falling in love with his best friend was never part of the plan, but it happened. It keeps happening; Over and over again on a daily basis. Sometimes, even that’s too long between falling in love.

Or, Harry and Louis use too many puns as a means to make each other laugh.

Back To One by FallingLikeThis

Harry opens his eyes to a blinding white light. It fades gingerly and he blinks as his eyes adjust to his surroundings. There’s a soft cushion beneath his bum and his legs are crisscrossed in front of him. He’s only wearing a pair of white boxer briefs for some reason but he’s oddly comfortable wearing so little in a strange place. Slowly, he becomes aware of a crinkling sound and looks down to find that he holds a square of paper in his hands.

Neutral Good it says in pretty, flowy handwriting.

“Hello, everyone!” A chipper voice calls out, capturing Harry’s attention and pulling his eyes towards its location. He takes in the woman suddenly standing before him with her hands clasped in front of her.

“Welcome to The Afterlife."

a house built out of stone by robpatFF

Louis has a used bookshop and Harry has a habit of claiming things that don't belong to him.

Through the Darkest of Your Days by robpatFF

"Harry thinks he might not really know what okay is, but Louis is warm next to him, solid and constant and questioning. He’s all wide eyes and nerves and vulnerability. And this feels alright, this might be some sort of okay, Harry thinks." Future!fic, roadtrip!fic, OT5 friendship!fic.

Only Several Miles From the Sun by robpatFF

It started with a walk and unexpected rain and Babs. It started with a smile and green eyes and a bag of warm apple cinnamon muffins. Actually, it started with the bakery. Bakery AU, because of reasons.

Fate's A Bitch Really (Yes) by CalamityK

Louis is twenty-three now, and painfully aware that “Yes.” Is quite a common response when first meeting someone. ----- or that soulmate au where everyone has the first words their soulmate is supposed to say to them tattooed on their body

Have You Coming Back Again by whoknows

It’s five o’clock in the morning. Louis has a lecture at half eight. He could be using this time to study or to do his readings or to go to the gym, but - well. He doesn’t have any exams coming up, he’s not going to his seminar today anyway and he hates the gym.

Instead he’s using this time to fuck with Harry Styles’ poor little brain.

Louis jogs across the street and jabs the key into the car door. It opens easily, not that he was expecting anything else. He copied the key for a reason, after all.

He’s got Harry’s schedule memorized, more because the guy keeps following him around than anything, so he doesn’t bother looking around before climbing behind the wheel and setting his bag on the passenger seat. It’s a Monday, which means that Harry doesn’t even get out of bed before noon unless he’s planning on harassing Louis.

Nice Boy Seeks Same For Hook-Up by LittleMousling

From a kinkmeme prompt: Louis wants to lose his virginity but doesn't want anyone at school to know he's gay. In order to finally get with a guy, he posts an ad on Craigslist.

Harry Styles answers.

like a simile, i paint suggestive pictures (of me and you) by dangerbears

louis is a TA for an english 101 class and harry is stupid gorgeous which of course leads to a morality crisis.

Hiding Out in the Kitchen by LittleMousling

Harry's in an internationally famous boyband with his three best mates, he gets laid on a pretty regular basis, and he's headed to Australia in a week. He doesn't need anything else, and he certainly doesn't need a boyfriend. If this nice guy he met in a coffeeshop wants to date him, great—but that's all it is. Right?

when i feel that something by somerdaye

In which Harry and Louis are put into a duo instead of a group, and Louis Googles asexuality.

Some Say It's a Blessing, Some Say It's a Curse by homelesshats

In a world where humans are blessed with timers on their wrists to tell them precisely when they'll meet their soulmate, Harry has waited his whole life -- eighteen years, six months, one week and five days exactly -- for this day.

scared that i couldn’t find all the answers, honey by cathedralhearts

from the 1dkinkmeme on livejournal; niall writes larry stylinson fan fiction

If You Weren't Real I'd Make You Up by FeelsForBreakfast

These are the facts: This is a love story. Harry can’t tell the difference between what’s real and what isn’t. Louis doesn’t eat.

blackjacks running down my back by dangerbears

AU. university stuff. best friend stuff. music stuff. sappy stuff.

You're The One That I Want by spacecakesandmilkshakes

Harry had always been Louis' best friend and...well...his baby, until one day he realized that his baby was all grown up.

Make Tea, Not War by howdoyouwhisk (popsongdelusional)

"Is he the messiest?"

"Yes."

"Does he do the washing up?"

"Never."

"Does he make his bed?"

"Never."

"Hopeless, hopeless flatmate. Would you rather be with one of these guys?"

"Nope!"

Or: Louis attempts to become a better flatmate, much to Harry's dismay.

So much stays unknown till the time has come by becka

While on holiday in 2011, Louis has an unexpected visitor from his future.

if it's me you're looking for by eleadore

Louis has a bad habit of getting drunk before he confesses--or maybe it's the other way around. AU.

touch my neck and i'll touch yours by amongseafarers, gravitycentered

Harry feels the press of Louis’ leg against his side and the flimsy cotton of Louis’ pajamas. “Soft,” he mumbles, curling his hand around Louis’ thigh and using the grip to pull himself closer, nestling his face into the side of Louis’ hip.

Where Your Heart Is by antihetharry, tvshows_addict

Louis is ready for his brand new adventure. So what if he suffers from a genetic condition that prevents him from being touched? College is going to be awesome. It has to. Karma kind of owes him right now. Forget about his overprotective mother, or Liam-- his entirely too chipper step brother-- or his mess of a roommate. Forget about the gloves he has to wear at all times. He’s here to expand his knowledge, write and drown himself in books -- No matter how distracting ‘Hallway Boy’ may be-- The obnoxious, flirty frat wannabe determined to become the bane of Louis’ existence. 

Or, a college AU set in San Francisco where two lost boys who seemingly have nothing in common find inspiration, each other, and themselves in the process.

Gracious Goes the Ghost of You by haloeverlasting

And there it was again. That heaviness, that shift in the air that makes everything feel just a little slower. It’s like just moving forward makes him sore from the exertion. It’s not in the least physical, it’s his heart and mind and soul that feels stretched and pushed too far. It’s those moments, where his heart feels like it’s thudding only because it still can, that Louis feels the itch to glance at the clock. When he aches to know how long it’s been and maybe a part of him is wondering how long it will be. If this time, when he checks the clock, he’ll feel the same shame for his long stint of grief, but it will be followed by some sort of pride. He’s made it this far, and “because it still can” is a perfectly good reason for his heart to keep beating.

“What are you thinking about?” Harry asks.

Louis hums, shifting a little to rest his head on top of Harry’s. “Is this your new question?"

“Yeah,” he whispers, softly.

“Just… thinking about how long it’s been. And how long it may be before it doesn’t hurt so much anymore."

Harry is a ghost who comes to visit. Louis feels like a ghost, himself. In forgiveness, they find their way back to life.

You Drive Me Crazy ( I Just Can't Sleep) by objectlesson

The first time Louis ends up in Harry’s bed is a total accident.

try to not remember (rather than forget) by hereforlou

Harry hadn’t left, not really. He had been right there the entire time. And that’s what had made it worse, knowing that his body was within touching distance but his mind, everything that made Harry Harry, was lost somewhere Louis wasn’t able to reach.

He hadn’t left, but that’s what it had felt like most of the time. Just as if one day Harry had up and left him.

(Or the one where Harry wakes up.)

Say You'll Remember by whisperdlullaby

au. louis and harry are best mates that are only half aware that they're also soulmates. alternatively, louis goes to university and harry travels the world, and they always manage to find their way back to each other.

takes place over nine years, in which they love and hurt, make mistakes and learn, and above all, grow.

things unspoken by stylinsoncity

he wants to say it. he’s waited his whole life to say it. but how do you tell your childhood best friend you want them?

So Much Left to Say by myownspark

Reason #32: Cheer Someone Up.

Harry remembers Louis stalking along the Cougar’s sideline as the final seconds of the game ticked away. He was apart from everyone, with his arms crossed and his head down, sort of fragile looking even in his pads and helmet. Harry’s fingers actually itched to hold his hand, just as they do now. He holds the phone up to take a selfie and smiles into the camera, trying to ask Louis a question with his eyes. (Are you really okay? Tell me the truth. I bet you’re sitting on your bed, playing Madden, sulking. If you want to see me, I’ll come. I know you better than anyone. You’re sad. I’d like to come.) He pushes send.

(Harry and Louis play for rival high school football teams, and when they play against each other in the Homecoming game, someone has to lose.)

kiwi by fondleeds

With a stuttered mixture of a laugh and a groan, Harry lets his head droop, pushes his forehead against Louis’ chest and leans into him, fingers curled around the railing.

"You’re driving me crazy,” he breathes.

Louis lets out a puff of laughter, and when Harry lifts his eyes, the look in Louis’ gaze is one he knows too well, so distinctively coy and mischievous and gently charming, his lips quirked up with a smirk. Harry’s heart falls into the palms of his playful hands. “You’re into it.”

-

AU. Harry plays on Saturday nights at The Motley. Louis bartends on Saturday nights at The Motley.

It’s a thing.

Things That Go Hump in the Night by haloeverlasting, indiaalphawhiskey

“I thought you said I make everything fun,” Harry replies with a curt shrug. “I thought you liked trying new things with me.”

Harry is clearly upset with him, and camping or no, Louis was hoping for a good weekend all the same.

“You do make everything fun, but I’m warning you right now. This isn’t something new we’re trying. This is a well established hatred and I’m fucking cursed, so this isn’t going to be fun.” Louis hates how petulant he sounds, but it’s true. Camping never has and never will go well for him. And sure, maybe part of that is his attitude, but the attitude has only come from a consistent cause and effect in his life.

Louis goes camping. Something horrible happens. Louis is miserable.

It’s science.

Or, the one where Louis is right.

Things Gone Cold by MediaWhore

"your heart is warm for things gone cold.”— Sophocles, Antigone

With his soulmate’s thoughts about him written on his skin and the world’s eyes trailing his every movement, Harry Styles is having a bit of a rough time releasing his second album in peace. And that’s not even counting the breakup. Or the car crash.

Ever Fixed by delsicle

Three years ago, Harry was happily married, successfully heading the largest technology company in the world, and raising his young daughter. After he loses nearly everything in the aftermath of his daughter’s lost battle with a rare brain tumor, it may take three strange and yet very familiar visitors – and a man from the therapy group Harry keeps refusing to go to – to get him back on track.

Based on the film Collateral Beauty

The Melody You Never Heard by bananasandboots

It's one last adventure. One last chance to be young and carefree. One final weekend before they take up their internships, their corporate positions, before they enter the real world, fresh out of university. Niall's his best mate. Liam's been there for him since they were lost, little freshmen, trying to find their ways through an overwhelming first year. Harry can't disappoint them, even if it means enduring four days with Louis.

Louis, who he does share a history with, a history he's never told anyone about, not even Niall, a history he hasn't brought up in three years because it's stupid and embarrassing and confusing.

Or, the one where Harry gets roped into a four-day camping trip with the boy who kissed him and never called back.

One for Luck by leavingonatrain

The very first time Louis remembers hearing Harry Styles' deep, deep voice, he's just won gold at the World Equestrian Games and he's officially back on Great Britain's Olympic team. He's also three sheets to the wind, drunk on victory and champagne, and there's a gorgeous boy whispering in his ear. Life's grand.

(AU: Louis and Harry are professional riders on the British Olympic team.)

we've got to get away from here by suspendrs

“It is my understanding that you are the most comprehensive member of this agency in the field of extraterrestrial life, is that right?” the agent asks. He’s trying to sound calm, but Louis can tell he’s shaken as well.

“Um, I guess so,” Louis says, glancing over at the man in the blanket again.

Suddenly, Louis’s blood runs cold. There’s something off about the man, something in his gaze, something Louis can’t put his finger on. It’s terribly unsettling, but excitement bubbles in his gut.

Or, Louis is an FBI agent who likes to think himself a paranormal expert, and Harry is the alien that somehow ended up in his office.

love is divine by stylinsoncity

Being a witch doesn't help when it comes to unrequited love.

Sing When You're Winning by hazmesentir

Harry is fifteen minutes late to the office on the day Louis Tomlinson comes out as gay.

Or, the one where Harry's a chronically underpaid magazine intern and Louis is the Premier League's first gay footballer and pretty much the last thing they need is each other.

the impossible now by stylinsoncity

A wish on Christmas Eve sends Louis to an alternate dimension where Harry is a member of One Direction.

Finding Lou by stylinsoncity

Louis is the nomadic stranger who wanders into Harry’s bookstore. Harry is the skeptic who falls for him.

I'll Know My Name As It's Called Again by pukeandcry

Louis wakes up in Harry's body. This is a problem for several reasons.

Devil in the Bible Belt by TinyBeautifulTales (MikeandHarveyTime)

A Shameless AU starring Louis as Fiona and Harry as Jimmy/Steve.

(or, Louis is raising his seven siblings by himself, and Harry steals cars and crash lands into Louis' life. Together, they navigate south side Chicago and love.)

my heart is breathing for this moment in time by usedtothebeach

When Louis first saw Harry at the 2010 X Factor Auditions, he thought he was watching a peculiarly special stranger. But Harry has known Louis ever since he was five years old.

Because Louis has a rare genetic disorder that causes him to Time Travel to important moments in his past and in his future - and to Harry, always to Harry. When they're put into a band together, it seems like everything Harry has been waiting and wishing for has finally come true. Except for the small fact that Louis doesn't know that Harry is in love with him- that Harry's always been in love with him. Fate, it would seem, is just getting started.

A story about growing up and growing together, and the impossible love that makes it all worthwhile.

Those are the Days That Bind Us (Together Forever) by nightwideopen

Soulmate AU where when two soulmates meet they can hear each other's thoughts for a limited amount of time.

or

My Excuse To Write Teacher!Louis

je vole by nightwideopen

Two best friends, two broken boys on the run from themselves who managed to land a safe space in the heart of a beautiful city.

Harry and Louis are thieves in Paris. They're all the other has.

(Alternatively titled Pink.)

Don't Act Like It's a Bad Thing to Fall in Love by nightwideopen

Louis was born blind, completely blind, leaving him with nothing but the absolute blackness that his lack of vision produces.

Harry, on the other hand, is deaf. No sound can be registered by the two tiny ears his rowdy, chocolate curls obscure so well.

The first time Louis and Harry meet, it’s sort of an accident.

Take What's Mine by jaerie

Years after he is kidnapped, his life altered forever, Louis goes through the motions in a way that barely feels like living. Harry is a wild card, a forbidden fruit that Louis swore off of before he even had a chance to experience it. Maybe, in the end, Harry holds the key to being reborn. Louis just has to be open to the idea first.

(End game: this is a comfort/healing fic)

Wholehearted by TheMagicWord

AU. When superstar singer and winner of The Voice Louis Tomlinson tweets “Nothing worse than waking up with no milk for a cuppa !! Gutted” he doesn’t expect someone to bring him some. And he really doesn’t expect that someone to have bright green eyes, long curly hair, and (fucking) dimples.

Peaches and Cream by seducedbycurls

The study was to see if two strangers could live together for a month and fall in love.

“We are a new organization working to prove that love can do extraordinary things.” “You will do everything together & you are not allowed to leave the resort for the whole month.” “We want to prove that opposites attract.”

Louis is allergic to peaches, Harry smells like peaches. Louis just came for the money.

Singing To Tiny Dancer by BriaMaria

“Yes!” Harry punched a fist into the air. He laughed at the confusion that wrinkled the little space between Louis’ brows.

“What?”

“You’re flirting with me,” Harry smiled, letting his dimples pop.

Louis’ face went blank for two seconds and then he rolled his eyes, one side of his mouth lifting. “Am not.”

“You soooo are,” Harry sang out, poking him in the shoulder. “You like me.”

“I was simply showing you how to actually bring… what did you call it? Your A-game.”

Harry adopted a patronizing expression, sure it would piss him off. “And you did great. Really.”

“Oi, fuck off,” Louis said, but he was actually laughing now. Outright. It was gorgeous and Harry wanted to live in this moment forever. It was the very best one he’d experienced. He wanted to always remember the image of Louis’ crinkled eyes, the sound of his breathy giggles, the smell of citrus that radiated off him as he swayed in his amusement. And Louis didn’t even know his name.

Or ... When everything gets to be a bit too much for A-list actor Louis Tomlinson, he runs back to the town he had never really called home and the boy who was the only one he did.

All the Lines We Cast Will Bring Us Home by afirethatcannotdie

Harry wakes to a series of tweet notifications.

@Louis_Tomlinson: Sooo excited to announce I’m going on tour !! In America in 5 weeks and then coming back to the UK ! Get tix here: bit.ly/LTonTour @Louis_Tomlinson: Gonna be siiiick !! “Niall!” he yells, running out of his room. “Louis is performing at the O2 in January. Niall, I have to go. Wait. Niall. Oh my god, we’re gonna see Louis Tomlinson’s bum.”

AU. The one where Louis is a famous singer, Harry's a uni student obsessed with his music, and sometimes things have a way of working out.

say you want me (orphan_account)

Louist95: @HarryStyles, I’m personally offended that you haven’t invited me to your concert in Leeds next week. Proper fan I am and all.

HarryStyles: @Louist95 Proper fan? I’m personally offended on behalf of all our fans everywhere that you’ve lumped yourself with them.

~ A Famous/Not-Famous AU featuring Liam, Zayn, and Harry as the members of Sonic Boom, an English band that unexpectedly sky rocketed to international fame, Niall as their biggest fan, and Louis as the exact opposite. Harry’s a closeted pop star and Louis is the uni student he keeps fighting with on Twitter. It’s all silly banter until it turns into something else.

Cosmic Love by smittenwithlouis

Sudden chills rake over his body yet again, making him stay rooted to the ground. Static in the air makes every hair on his body stand up straight. That's when he notices something a couple feet in front of him lying on the ground. It’s what appears to be a person, weird white beams snaking around them like Christmas lights. Louis' heart rate picks up. Is the person alright? What are they doing here? What the fuck is happening? Or: Louis lives in a small, desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas, yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars.

who we used to be by itsnotbleak

“The doctor said he might remember,” Gemma said. “If he was around familiar things. Mum thinks that means he needs to stay with her forever, spend all day looking at old baby pictures and school photos. But he remembers all that perfectly. It’s living with you and your weird gang of lost boys that he doesn’t remember.”

“And you think the best way to jog his memory is some weird kind of full-emersion re-enactment?”

“It might be,” said Gemma. “It can’t hurt to try.”

An au where Harry and Louis used to be together, and then they broke up, and now Harry can’t remember any of it.

we've got the world in our hands by sarcasticfluentry

A mutants/superpowers AU. Louis and his friends attend the Cowell Institute for General Education and Mutant Training in London; when Louis meets Harry, the newest student at the Cowell Institute, he immediately recruits Harry to help play matchmaker for his friend Zayn. Harry and Louis are so caught up in meddling in Zayn's love life, though, that they don't notice that their own friendship is progressing into something more. Meanwhile, an ominous threat up north grows slowly until suddenly, no mutant - or human - is safe.

You Are The Blood by sarcasticfluentry

A seventh-year Hogwarts AU in which Niall gets all the girls, Liam goes on a journey of self-discovery, Zayn falls in love, Harry wants something more, and Louis tries to figure out once and for all why he, a Muggleborn, was sorted into Slytherin.

the dark and the dentist by sunshiner

“I know this song,” Louis whispers, and Harry has to lean his ear toward him to pick up what he’s saying. “It was written for people to dance to it. We should be dancing.” We can’t, Harry almost spits, but it’d be stupid of him. Louis knows they can’t. Even if he looks like any regular Parisian in their twenties, and Harry looks like any hipster Parisian in their twenties, they can’t anyway. To be fair, they probably wouldn’t do it even if they were out. But if they were two uni students, both in Paris for an exchange, meeting over fallen books at the library, or because of mutual friends, or watching Monet’s Water Lilies? “How would we dance?” Harry murmurs, mouth almost pressed to Louis’ cheek, so close he can feel his warmth. What a picture they must make, two millionaires freezing in a park and dreaming of a different life. An account of the events of November 2014. Canon-compliant.

Autumn At My Window by TheCellarDoor

A canon-compliant AU, in which Harry and Louis are both in the band and have been sharing flats and hotel rooms for nearly five years, but never made the leap past 'friends who are too close for comfort'.

Featuring a lot of pining, Louis' addiction to Harry's scent, and a whole lot of sexual tension that might just snap loose when they decide to spend some time together all on their own.

My Saddle's Waiting by crimsontheory

It's late and Harry is bored. He texts his one night stand from last week for a quick, no strings attached hookup. As it turns out, the guy gave Harry the wrong number and it ends up being Louis instead.

Saw It In Your Eyes by taggiecb

Harry Styles counts himself extremely lucky that he has landed such a great roommate. It doesn’t bother him at all that his new roommate is gay. In fact, they get along so well that they have formed an extremely close friendship that takes up pretty much all his free time. When Louis starts bringing a new guy home with him, Harry is surprised by how much it bothers him. Is he not as okay as he thought he was with Louis’ sexuality?

Or the one where Harry is an oblivious walnut.

This Winter's Day by QuickedWeen

Dear Mr. Harry Edward Styles, We regret to inform you of the passing of your cousin Lord Edward William Seaward, the Viscount Merston. Please contact us at your earliest convenience. Sincerely, Messrs. Pratt, Rutherford, and Spaulding

Louis is Harry's stablemaster, and when he falls ill and his mother turns to Harry to help her try and find someone he can settle down with, it's only natural that Harry suggests himself.

There is my heart for you to hold (Feel the beat, feel the one blood?) by larrycaring

“You,” the man says simply, voice slightly breathless.

Louis instantly frowns, eyes narrowed. He feels like he recognizes the man, but he can’t put his finger on where he saw him. “What are you doing here?” he asks instead, trying to make his voice sound firm and assured.

The man’s alarmed face changes, the corner of his lips rising in a smirk. “I could ask you the same thing, bawcock.”

Louis’ frown deepens at the endearment, because this man and he are certainly not on that level yet.

“I’m a journalist,” Louis says, even though it’s a lie. He is pretty sure the boy can’t really legally justify his presence either.

“You too?” the man replies, his smirk constant on his face. It’s like he’s sharing a private joke Louis can’t understand, or remember. “So you are also here, in this blood-spattered hotel room, for some folklore stories?”

And then, Louis remembers.

Harold E. Styles.

or a vampire AU where famous vampire hunter Louis meets human Harry, and they go through hell to stay together and have their forever.

Strip That Down by Domeaspreadsheet

“Does this have something to do with Louis being into nipple piercings?”

Liam feels his mouth drop open, and snaps it shut quickly. “No. Why on earth would you think that?”

“Maybe because Louis told me he told you he thinks it’s hot on guys, and now you’ve convinced Harry to do it, three minutes after Louis walks out the door.”

“Well. When you put it that way.” Liam sighs. “Fine. I think they should be together. Thought this might help.”

Niall smacks him on the shoulder. “Why didn’t you say something? I’ve been hoping those two would get it together for years.”

-

Four strippers. Possible fun. A New Year’s Eve matchmaking plot. Will it work?

Sympathy For The Devil by taggiecb

Louis keeps stealing some of Harry’s mail, which would be annoying for anyone, but it’s especially troubling when you consider that Harry is Santa Claus. Harry will have to go through hell to get Louis to stop. Literally.

Or the one with Santa Harry and Satan Louis and a series of misspelled letters to Santa.

It's All Brand New by midnightwhistleberries

“Harry,” Louis intones emphatically, “literally everyone in the U.K. has known that I’m openly bisexual since 2011.”

“’Cept you, I guess,” supplies Niall.

In which Harry studies engineering, loves Madonna, and can't tell if Louis likes him or just keeps coming back to the record store because he's some sort of musical hoarder. Louis is famous, Harry has no idea, communication issues are rampant and fluffy pining ensues.

you pull me in by yoursongonmyheart

“Did you really wear silk jammies to meet him?” Fizzy is almost in tears.

He’s going to kill them.

He’s really going to kill them.

Ernie throws his backpack on the floor before telling Fizzy, quite loudly, “Mr. Styles looked at Achoo like this” and making an exaggerated jaw dropped face.

“That is not what happened!” Louis protests.

“And Achoo looked at Mr. Styles like that, too!” Doris pulls the same face before laughing.

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//or the one where Louis is a model, Harry teaches Doris and Ernie at primary and now might be a good time to fall in love.

all the kingdom lights shine just for me and you by hypocorism

“I can help the baby, for I have not yet given my gift.” Caroline smiles and waves as the audience cheers appreciatively. “Although, tragically, I cannot reverse the work of such a powerful opponent, I can mediate the effects. Prince Harry will not die, but will fall into a deep and peaceful sleep. From this slumber, he can only be awoken by a kiss from his true love! Once she is found, his safety will be ensured!” Happy sighs all around.

“Thank you, good fairy Caroline,” the king says politely. “We are in your debt.” She beams and the other three fairies look mildly annoyed.

“I knew she was full of it when she said she ‘couldn’t think of a good gift,’” one of them whispers to the other two. “I was supposed to go last!”

In My Place by kassio

Prince Louis has it all. He's wealthy, privileged, famous, and handsome, with a loving family and a world of opportunities. There's only one problem: he isn't actually the queen's son.

Harry and Niall Horan don't have much, but they have a dream: to win the X Factor and achieve something more than their normal middle-class life.

Two dreams collide and two very different paths come together when Louis requests to meet with Harry after seeing him on the X Factor.

Even As Young As You Are by ologist

Harry’s sister has a baby. When he goes to meet her, he finds more than one new love of his life at the hospital.

Two Steps Behind by sacredheart (orphan_account)

"Can I play?" He's far away enough that he almost has to yell a little bit. He's got one leg steadying him on the ground, and he's holding the handles of his bike as tightly as he can. He doesn't want to fall off in front of the older kids - the cooler kids.

"We've got four of us, though, and we don't want uneven teams," Zayn lies apologetically, and Louis frowns. He's not stupid. They don't want to play with him. "Maybe tomorrow." That's also a lie, because Zayn said the same thing yesterday and now it's tomorrow and Louis is being told no, again. His head is spinning with rejection and confusion and, most of all, disappointment.

(Or, Louis is two years younger than his neighbors, Harry, Liam, Niall, and Zayn, and he grows up bending over backwards to get their attention and acceptance. Especially Harry's.)

You and The Moon and Neptune (Got it Right) by alienharry

Of all the different ways Louis had pictured meeting his soulmate, he never imagined he’d come second to his little sister. He assumed he’d have met his own soulmate by now, that he’d already be married and sickeningly in love, guiding his kid sister through these new and confusing feelings. He wanted one hand on his soulmate’s waist and the other on Lottie’s back as he told her that everything was okay and she wasn’t moving too fast.

Of all the ways Harry saw his life going, being a 23-year-old sales associate at Harrods and hating every minute of it was not what he envisioned for himself. If he’s being honest, he saw himself in Peru or China or - hell - even fucking Denver, just traveling. He wants to see the world, not oversee the women’s department 36 hours a week.

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Louis has always wanted to meet his soulmate; he's built his life around the plan that one day his soulmate would come along, and they could begin their happily ever after.

Harry has always wanted to travel; he's built his life around the idea that nothing is permanent, and seeing the world is his only objective - soulmates mean nothing to him after all.

Home for the Holly Days by LadyLondonderry

There he is, bowl of batter in one arm and whisk in the other. The wireless is blaring something that distinctly sounds like Fairytale of New York, which would make sense with how much Harry loves muggle music.

But. The thing is, is he's doing some terribly odd moves, swaying his hips slightly out of pace with the music but with so much more passion than Louis thinks he's ever seen anybody display about this song. His apron, down to his knees, is swishing back and forth as he moves and - dear lord - his shorts don't even reach as low as the hem of his apron.

Louis has to get out of here.

Or, Louis’s participating in the Secret Santa exchange between all the Hogwarts professors stuck at school over the winter holidays, and the Sorting Hat may fancy itself a bit of a matchmaker.

The Fairy Ring by thedeathchamber

Harry has dreamed of a world outside the tiny village of Holmes Chapel for as long as he can remember... a world full of magic and adventure and true love. It was nothing but a childhood dream, however, until an old family friend comes bearing word of a plot against Harry's life and a very dangerous truth: Harry is the rightful heir to the crown and must embark on a perilous quest to reclaim his throne from the ruthless would-be King Simon. But in the end Harry will find himself fighting for more than a crown, and on the verge of losing something much more precious than his sovereign power. Because magic might be real, but life is not a fairy tale, and Harry is a prince up against a very big dragon.

Or: a medieval fantasy AU in which Harry is a prince in disguise and Louis is the king of the faeries.

I see London, I see France by incandescentlight

Harry Potter AU. Louis is working at the coffee shop when the most gorgeous boy walks in. Harry is an eighth year Beauxbatons student and Louis is determined not to fall in love because Harry returns to France in four months.

kiss me like it's christmas, hold on 'til we're breathless by itjustkindahappened

Louis is broke and in desperate need of a coat, Harry is a rich kid who catches him shoplifting and they accidently go on a date.

tether beat by turnyourankle

Prince Harry meets his longtime celebrity crush, Louis Tomlinson, after the Royal Variety Performance.

just a dream by BriaMaria

“Won’t you join me?” The voice was soft, more melody than anything else. It wrapped around Louis, silken bands that tugged at his arms, at his chest.

He didn’t step out of the shadows. “No.”

The man in the pond smiled, sad and sweet and knowing, and then sunk beneath the water in the next heartbeat. The butterflies that had adorned his chest like jewelry, that had tangled in his dark curls, fluttered away.

--

Or the one where Louis is the king of the forest, Harry is friends with butterflies and a war is brewing on the horizon.

your eyes are like starlight now by babyboylouis

“Yeah. Me, Daddy, and Buttons. That’s my puppy. I named him. Sometimes we call him Butt for short,” Olivia told him, looking up at the boy with a full smile, minus her two front teeth. Louis realised that talking to this girl was more fun than talking to Zayn. Zayn was a little shit, though, so that was understandable.

or the one where louis hates his job as an elf at the shopping mall, but hates it a lot less when he meets olivia and her hot daddy

Let's Raise a Cup by YesIsAWorld

Louis is a telekinetic bartender and uses his super special powers to cheer up recently-broken-up-with Harry.

which is sweeter love or its loss by patdkitten

After he catches his boyfriend cheating on him, Louis runs away from London and answers an ad to housesit an estate in the Yorkshire Moors while the mysterious owner is away. It's easy enough to forget about his problems when confronted with the routine that exists in a former abbey in the moors, when the only people around are a cat and the caretaker.

And then the mysterious owner returns.

Don't Put Out the Glow by backonefish

"He fists out a pair of skinny jeans and a plain black tee. Nothing wrong there. Then he sees an atrocious Hawaiian shirt in Zayn’s hand and he starts digging through the bag urgently, pulling out more and more items that don’t belong to him"

Or: The one where Louis picks up the wrong bag on his way to Paris.

The Powerful, Immovable Object You Can't Change by LiveLaughLoveLarry

627: The dread of your own hotheadedness

Louis couldn't be happier about Lottie and Tommy finally getting married. Except for the presence of his Aunt Martha.

~*~*~

Harry looked between Louis and Martha. “Is this… the aunt?” he asked.

Only Harry could manage to be that polite, yet still manage to convey that much disdain. Louis turned back to Martha, who was frowning at both of them, and gave her a smile that mirrored the false sweetness of her own. “Aunt Martha, this is Harry,” he said. “My boyfriend for the past five years. As you can see, I think he’d have some objections to my finding a nice girl, or a wife. Harry, this is my aunt Martha.”

“Charmed, I'm sure” Harry said, making no motion to shake her hand.

In A World Full Of Wrong (You're The Thing That's Right) by LiveLaughLoveLarry

Harry is a vampire. Louis is a vampire Hunter. This sounds like a bad idea already, doesn’t it? Yeah, it probably was. Feat. Vampire!Zayn and obliviously normal human Niall. When Niall is the most normal person in your life, you know you have problems.

~*~*~

Niall tapped him on the forehead. “He’s not lost, dipshit. It’s just an excuse.”

Harry was well and truly baffled. “Excuse? I – what?”

“He doesn’t ask anyone else to show him the way.”

Harry blinked. “Just me?”

“Just you.”

“But – why?”

Niall gave him a look. “Do I really have to spell it out for you?” He poked Harry in the chest. “He likes you.”

“No way!” Harry said. Then, “Really?”

Coming Home Through the Dark to You by LadyLondonderry

Harry Styles works at the Fox in the Snow, the most hipster coffee joint around. He's got too many roommates and a best friend he met his first day of university who he might very well be head-over-heels for.

[fantastic-bby]

Han Jisung's Crappy Guide: Surfing Into Hearts (Teaser)

Teaser details

Pairing: (F)Reader x Jisung

Word count: 1.7k

Genre: College AU | Surfer!Jisung

Summary: Jisung has a very questionable guide in trying to win hearts, one of the issues with it is that it only consists of really bad flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. The other issue with it is that he's never actually put it into play because he's always waiting until he feels that special spark with someone...

Warnings: -

Publish date of full fic: 8th August

Overall word count: 22.4k

Full fic genre: Fluff | Romance | Slice of life | Strangers to Lovers | Surfer!Jisung | Surfer|Reader | College AU

Full fic warnings: Brief physical fighting | Mentions of getting high | Jisung has what I think is the equivalent of an obsessed fan

Masterlist | Full Fic | AO3 Link

…Han Jisung: sought out by the entire campus, has a very questionable guide in stealing and breaking hearts. It honestly consists of being really bad at flirting and telling people he's a hot surfer. With the entire campus essentially wrapped around his pinky, Jisung could have anyone he wanted. The only problem is that he also has the only person on campus he refuses to sleep with again coming after him.

“Uh oh, Hyemi incoming.” Hyunjin mimics the whistle of a bomb falling from the sky before making a ‘pwoosh’ sound with his mouth just as the dreaded person approaches their table. Jisung can feel his entire being wanting to shrivel up into a ball and disappear just as she opens her mouth.

“Hey Jisung,” Hyemi greets with her ever so sickeningly sweet voice. She pushes her long brown hair over her shoulder, the other resting on her hip as she completely ignores the other two that are at the same table as Jisung. “It’s already Autumn.”

“Is it?” Minho gasps, fauxing surprise, “and here I thought it was still Spring. Thank you so much for reminding me, Hyemi.” If sarcasm had a physical form, it would be pouring out of his mouth and pooling on the white wooden table, but Hyemi completely ignores him.

“It means that the Autumn Night Fair is back. How about you and I go and check it out? Have something to eat, play some games, ride the ferris wheel,” she hums.

“Not interested,” Jisung says simply. “I’m already going with my friends and we’ve already invited Yeji and her friends to come along, so… that’s already a whole group.”

“Oh come on, you can make room for one more,” Hyemi persists.

Jisung lets out a small sigh as he stands up, adjusting the strap of his bag onto his shoulder with one hand and picking up the food tray with the other. “I’m not interested,” he repeats. “I’ve already told you, it’s not going to work out. Stop trying.” Jisung walks past her, leaving Minho and Hyunjin to pick up their stuff as well.

“Sorry, Hyemi,” Minho chuckles as the two leave the table to follow Jisung. Hyunjin and Minho catch up to him only after he’s pushed through the glass door of the cafeteria and is already making his way to the entrance of the Student Union building.

“HanJi, wait up!” Hyunjin calls, making Jisung stop to turn around. His face is straight and honestly, he looks bored. Jisung’s had his fill of having students fawn over him to the point where he doesn’t even care anymore—Hyemi is no exception. She’s been trying for three years and Jisung’s gotten so tired of her that he’s blocked all of her contacts to stop her from trying to message him.

“Christ, she really won’t take no for an answer huh?” Minho chuckles as they start walking together.

“I thought that sleeping with her and ghosting her would work because there really wasn’t any other way, but I guess even that doesn’t work,” Jisung sighs. As shitty as it sounds, Jisung only sleeps and ghosts people as a last resort. He's actually only done it once… with Hyemi. “I don’t understand why she still tries. It’s like everywhere I go, she’s there and she’s trying to crawl through the damn zipper of my pants.”

Hyunjin and Minho exchange a sympathetic look. They know just how hard he’s tried to get her off of him and they also know that it’s gotten to the point where Jisung doesn’t even care anymore. Every time she approaches him, he either ignores her or just walks away.

“When was the last time you even dated someone?” Hyunjin asks, looking at Jisung curiously.

“High school,” Minho answers for him and Jisung nods as clarification. “Ji hasn’t had a proper relationship since high school.”

“I haven’t had a connection with anyone yet,” Jisung says while shrugging. The funny thing about Jisung is that he’s totally willing to sleep with anyone, but he hasn’t actually found someone he’s properly had ‘The Connection’ with yet, and Jisung sticks by only getting into a proper, committed, and serious relationship only if he feels ‘The Connection’ with.

“He basically has commitment issues and no one’s been able to push through them. He didn't even like his ex that much, he just dated her because he wanted the 'experience'.” Jisung smacks Minho on the arm and it makes the older man laugh.

“I do not have commitment issues,” Jisung argues.

“Sure, okay,” Minho rolls his eyes. “So, that time you freaked out because your ex confessed that she actually liked you isn’t enough to prove that you’re not ready for a committed relationship?”

“Doesn’t mean I have issues!”

“Mhm, whatever you say, Hannie,” Minho chuckles. They both turn to Hyunjin when he becomes strangely quiet only to see him on his phone.

"Uhm, turn back around,” Hyunjin blurts out right before he turns around and runs straight back into the cafeteria, leaving Minho and Jisung watching in confusion. They follow the designer and when they’re inside of the cafeteria, there’s a crowd gathered around Yeji and Hyemi.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Yeji hisses as she pulls her wet white shirt away from her torso to stop it from sticking. “I didn’t even do anything to you!”

“What the fuck?!” Hyunjin exclaims as he grabs onto Hyemi’s hand that still has the plastic cup grasped.

“Oh my god,” Minho groans.

“I’ll handle it,” Jisung mutters as he hands his backpack to Minho before taking his jacket off. He pushes through the crowd until he reaches Yeji and lays the jacket over her shoulders, “come on.” They’re both certain that if looks could kill, Yeji would have daggers sticking out of her torso from Hyemi’s glare. Jisung decides against saying anything to Hyemi and, instead, guides Yeji towards the cafeteria doors with Minho and Hyunjin following.

“Are you alright?” Hyunjin asks once they’ve pushed past the doors.

“I’m fine,” she huffs. “Good thing Lia texted you. I’m pretty sure she would’ve hit me for just being friends with you.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Jisung sighs while taking his bag back from Minho.

“Nothing to apologise for,” Yeji shakes her head with a reassuring look on her face, “it’s not your fault. You’ve already turned her down about… I don’t know, a billion times? She’s the one who chooses her actions, not you.”

“I still feel kinda guilty since, you know…”

“Ji, it’s nothing to worry about—I promise,” Yeji flashes him a small smile. “If anything, have you seen Ryujin angry? She isn’t the MMA vice president for nothing, you know.”

The sound of the cafeteria doors being pushed open followed by Lia’s, “wait up!” Makes the four of them stop and turn around to see Lia and Chaeryeong chasing after them.

“Gosh, I can’t believe she did that just because you’re friends with Jisung,” Chaeryeong huffs when they start walking once again.

“I’m not even dating you—it’s getting tiring,” Yeji mutters, hands wrapping the front of Jisung’s jacket around herself tighter. “I shouldn’t have worn white today, huh?”

“It’s okay, we’ll accompany you to your dorm,” Lia reassures her while linking her arm around Yeji’s elbow. “It’s not like we have any classes after this.”

“Mhm!” Chaeryeong hums as she links onto Yeji’s other elbow.

“Where is Ryujin anyway?” Hyunjin asks when he notices the lack of the group’s most prominent presence. Shin Ryujin, vice president of the MMA club is also one of the better known students on campus. She’s more known for just being outright chaotic as well as her habit of standing up for her friends.

"Committee meeting with Felix," Lia answers.

“Thanks for the jacket,” Yeji turns around once they’re out of the Student Union building. “I’ll pass it to Hyunjin later.”

“It’s fine,” Jisung smiles. “Just take care. If anything happens, text Hyunjin and we’ll send Felix to beat her up or something.”

“We’ll be fine,” she shakes her head with laughter before bidding the guys goodbye and leaving in the direction of her dorm building. Jisung feels a bitter feeling in his chest as he watches Yeji walk.

As much as his friends tell him that he’s not responsible for anything that Hyemi does to them, he can’t help but always feel guilty whenever something happens. It’s been this constant cycle where he goes from thinking of dating her for the sake of protecting his friends or just ignoring her until he graduates.

There’s a few things that actually stops Jisung from dating her. 1. She’s crazy. 2. He’s been turning her down since their first year. 3. She splashed water on Yeji for being friends with him. Jisung has a feeling that if he ever did date her, then he wouldn’t have been able to actually hang out with his friends anymore.

“Are you surfing today?” Hyunjin turns to Minho.

“Most likely,” he nods. “Jisung?”

“Hmm?”

“Surfing today?” Minho asks.

“Yeah, but I’m stopping by Felix’s place later. He has one of my sunglasses,” Jisung says.

“I need to check on Kkami, so I’ll see you guys at the beach,” Hyunjin waves at them before heading in the same direction that Yeji, Lia and Chaeryeong went—making Minho and Jisung wonder why he didn’t just follow them before since he and Yeji live in the same building. Everyone wonders how Hyunjin manages to house a dog in his on-campus dorm, but he’s always just said not to worry and that Kkami isn’t that loud.

Minho and Jisung bid their goodbyes before Minho walks in the opposite direction of Hyunjin to head to his dorm and Jisung heads to the campus gates. His house is only a few minutes walk from campus which bodes well for him since he doesn’t need to move away from his family. He keeps himself preoccupied with trying to detangle his white earphones while he walks, hands pulling and tugging at the white wire until he accidentally bumps into someone.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” he apologises. Jisung’s slightly surprised when he’s faced with a student he’s never seen before.

“It’s fine, I think we were both a bit busy,” you chuckle as you lift your own tangled earphones.

“O-Oh yeah,” Jisung laughs awkwardly. Before he can even ask who you are, you’ve already started walking past him. He watches as you do. You’re definitely new.

The campus isn’t too big that you wouldn't know anyone outside of your circle, but it’s small enough that you can recognise all of the students at least by face or voice. However, Jisung’s never seen you before, nor has he ever heard your voice before; which leaves him wondering as he turns back around and continues his walk to the gates.

[fantastic-bby]

So, right now, the more major works I have are The King's Angel and He is Beauty He is Grace. Both are pretty much complete opposites of each other.

TKA is extremely depressing (I hope you people cry while reading it) and its very gang, harsh reality kinda thing.

He is Beauty, on the other hand, extremely light hestted and very much chaotic university shenanigans. It's part of my unofficial "Stray Kids Sports + College AU" thing that includes Gymnast Hyunjin and Surfer Jisung.

So which one do you want a small snippet of?

[fantastic-bby]

Alright, so I've actually been having this mini plan into making a theme for Stray Kids or Ateez where I write fics based around that theme.

Ateez is still unknown, but Stray Kids will be sports and college au! Which is why Hyunjin has a gymnast au and Jisung has a surfer au! The rest of them already have sports linked to them, so lets see how long it takes for them to produce 😌