#the only way out is through!!! through and scared!!!!!!!!!!!! tmrw marks the start of my life potentially starting to change. for the bette

[radiotorn]

having to restrain from saying anything when my dad dares to say that men get paid LESS than women. in what world. are you out of your fucking mind old man.

[sodasback]

Let Go - Part 3

Reposting from my deleted acct.

Warnings: physical violence

That night you got a text from JJ’s number.

JJ: Hey Y/N, it’s Pope. I stole JJ’s phone and he’s trying to kill me over it right now. 

JJ: Anyway, he hasn’t stopped talking about you. Just thought you should know.

JJ: Don’t let him hide you from us. 

JJ: Kay gotta go, can’t breathe, bye

You laughed out loud at Pope’s texts and swooned over the fact that JJ was talking about you to his friends and that the Pogues, or Pope at least, seemed like he wanted to hangout with you.Then more texts came through. 

JJ: Sry pope doesnt kno wut hes talking about. ignore him. 

JJ: i cant let ur head get any bigger knowing tht im simping for u over here. I’ll have to put u in ur place again.😉

Y/N: Is that place on my knees in front of you?

JJ: ugh stop. ur gonna make me hard and wer on the boat

Y/N: Hey you started it

JJ: Yeah well I’ll finish it too when i see u tmrw pretty girl

Y/N: You better 😈

JJ: ur killin me smalls 🍆

You went to sleep that night blissfully happy. But you woke up full of dread knowing you had to breakup with Rafe. 

You texted him telling him that you needed to see him and talk. He seemed to know something was up, but he told you to meet him at your favorite park in Figure 8. 

Before you left to meet him, you texted JJ that you were meeting Rafe. And then you shared your location with him. You had a feeling JJ would end up being close by, but you frowned when he didn’t text back and thought maybe you should call him. No, it’ll be fine. Rafe doesn’t need to know what happened. I’ll just end it and it’ll be fine.

 You pulled up to the park and saw Rafe....

You had worn a hoodie, because it was the only thing you had that would really cover all the hickeys, that you also tried, pretty unsuccessfully, to cover with make-up.

“Hey beautiful” he greeted you softly from his spot seated at a bench and kissed your cheek as you sat down next to him. You were ashamed of yourself that you still felt a warm fuzzy feeling despite the fact that Rafe didn’t you treat you right and JJ already showed you more affection in such a short time.

“Hey doll” you greeted back out of habit.

You and Rafe were both quiet for a minute, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. You and Rafe enjoyed the scenery and the nearby fountain in silence.

“It’s over huh?” He asked solemnly, still looking off in the distance at first and then to you.

“Yeah” You admitted with a sigh before continuing, “I think we’re just growing apart and maybe we’re not the best for one another.” You said slowly.

You hated yourself for saying it that way, for not calling Rafe out on everything. And you hated yourself for not being 100% truthful that you cheated. But a part of you still loved him and a bigger part of you was just trying to survive this without a screaming match or something worse.

Rafe nodded and offered a small smile.

“I’ll always love you though. You know that right?” He said, squeezing your hand gently.

You melted a little. Rafe really could be the boyfriend you needed ...sometimes.

“Me too” is all you said with a gentle smile.

Rafe sighed and stood up. He opened his arms out for a hug. You stepped in and wrapped your arms around his waist. 

That wasn’t so bad you thought as you breathed in his cologne one last time and savored being in his arms for a second.

You felt Rafe shift a little and playing with the hood of your sweatshirt.

“Why’re you wearing a hoodie?” He asked, with genuine intrigue in his voice. You felt your heart stop and you tried to stop yourself from sweating more than you already were. You swallowed hard and then cleared your throat, trying to act casual.

“Just was a little chilly earlier.” You stated simply, pulling away from Rafe. Who looked at you skeptically. 

“It’s July. It’s hot as fuck out. There’s no way you’re cold.” He said tugging at the hem of the jacket. You pushed his hands away. 

“Rafe stop. I wanna keep it on. I’m cold.” You said, trying to squirm away from him. He firmly grabbed hold of both your wrists and pulled you towards him a little, motivating you to look up at his now deeply disbelieving expression. The furrow in his brow, made you nervous and you bit the inside of your cheek. You could see the gears turning in his head as he registered your very guilty and scared demeanor you couldn’t hide.

“Why’re you wearing a jacket, Y/N?” He asked in a sternly dangerous tone that gave you goosebumps. Your breathing started getting heavy. 

“Rafe” You warned nervously. 

His jaw became clenched. And he forcefully ripped the hemline of your pullover upward and wrenched your arm out one of the sleeves. 

“Rafe! Stop!” You yelled at him as you tried to squirm away but he manhandled you and harshly tugged your hoodie the rest of the way off and threw it on the ground, leaving you in your sports bra, completely exposing the hickeys on your neck and chest. You quickly tried to cover yourself and reach down for your hoodie at the same time, but Rafe grabbed your forearms again, hard enough to leave bruises. 

Fuck. Where’s JJ when you need him?

Rafe looked you up and down before tightening his grip on your arms. “You little fucking whore.” He swore through gritted teeth. 

“Rafe you’re hurting me.” You said with a whiny tone you couldn’t hold back.

“You’re just cold, huh? I can’t believe you fucked another guy, you cheating slut!” He spat as he throttled you.

“Rafe calm down.” You said, trying not to cry. God, JJ, please come. “I’m sorry, okay?”

“You’re sorry?! You’re sorry?!” Rafe laughed darkly, before moving a hand to your throat, but not fully squeezing yet. “You cheat on me and all you can say is you’re sorry?!” 

“Rafe! Please!” You begged, tears now welling up in your eyes. 

“Who’d you let fuck you, Y/N? Hmm? Who marked you up knowing you were mine?”

“Rafe, please let go!” You cried. 

“Tell me who it was, Y/N!” He growled at you in a way that made your blood run cold and he started to squeeze your throat. You clawed at his hand and his arm as he cut off your airway. 

“Cameron!” JJ yelled as he ran over to you. Rafe was caught off guard and let go of your throat. You collapsed to the ground gasping for air. JJ immediately was at your side. 

“Y/N! Are you okay? Go to your car, now.” JJ told you. But you stayed in your position, mostly out of necessity, given the fact you couldn’t breathe. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me” Rafe said. “You cheated on me with this fucking piece of shit pogue?!” He asked you, as JJ stood up and faced him. 

“Leave. Now.” JJ told Rafe.

Rafe snorted, “Or what?” He challenged, stepping towards JJ.

Right then, police sirens went off. All 3 of you turned to see a Kildare County Sheriff SUV and Shoupe step out.

“Is there a problem gentleman?” Shoupe asked them walking towards the 3 of you.

Rafe and JJ were glaring at each other. You took the opportunity to put your hoodie back on.

Finally, Rafe said, “No problem here officer.” As he didn’t take his eyes off JJ, daring him to rat him out.

“Looks like you’re on the wrong side of town, Mr. Maybank. Everything okay Miss Y/L/N?” Shoupe asked.

“Yeah, JJ came to take me home. Rafe was just leaving.” You said.

By now, Shoupe had taken notice of the red mark on your neck and the fact you were on the ground with a defensive JJ in between you and Rafe. It was very obvious what had been going on.

“Mr. Cameron, I think you should head on home now.” Shoupe said. And you internally rolled your eyes. Of course, Shoupe would let Rafe just leave.

Rafe just glared at JJ.

“Rafe.” Shoupe said more firmly.

“I’ll see you soon Y/N, Maybank.” He promised in a dangerous tone before turning toward his car.

JJ watched him leave with his fists clenched. Once Rafe was driving away, JJ took a deep breath and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Miss Y/L/N, do you need to see a doctor?” Shoupe asked.

“No, I’m fine.” You said from JJ’s arms.

“Alright. You 2 take care, now.” Shoupe said as both an apology and a warning getting back in his car.

Now, it was just you and JJ. He was still holding you tight. “Are you okay?” He asked softly, glancing down at you. You nodded but kept your head tight to his chest squeezing his waist and cried a little. 

You only let yourself cry for a second and then sucked it up and when you sniffled, JJ held you back a little so he could look at you. He checked your expression and waited for you to nod as he slowly and gently pulled the collar of your hoodie down a little so he could see your neck.

A pained grimace appeared on JJ’s face and anyone looking at him could have probably seen his heart break in front of them as he looked at your injury.

You might have JUST admitted feelings for each other yesterday, but you couldn’t explain it. You and JJ felt right. It was young summer love, a whirlwind romance where you both fell hard and fast. And the fact that he was partly at fault for the huge hematoma forming on your neck, the fact Rafe quite literally could have killed you made JJ feel like crumbling.

“I’m gonna kill him.” JJ said to himself more than you. “Fuck, I’m so sorry Y/N.” 

“JJ. This is not your fault. Okay? Rafe is the one who had his hand around my neck not you.” You said with your hands holding his face. 

“But I-”

“No! Stop! I’m telling you this isn’t your fault. And I’m fine. See? I’m in one piece.”

JJ almost had tears spilling out. 

“I promise.” You reassured him. He closed his eyes and nodded. 

“So you taking me out on a date or what, Maybank?” You asked, desperately just wanting to see JJ’s face free of anguish again. He smiled a little and sniffled. 

“Yeah, I’m taking you out. Give me your keys.” He said smiling.

“Uh uh” You tsked, “You think I’m gonna let you drive my Porsche? I’ve seen you take a turn in John B’s van on 2 wheels. I’m not letting you behind the wheel of my baby.” 

“Fine” JJ pouted. But then he snatched the keys from your hand and mimicked the shocked look on your face and taunted you. 

“JJ!” You shouted reaching for the keys, but he held them out of reach from you. 

“Ooh sucks to be short, huh Y/N?” He said as he stumbled to your car still holding you back from the keys. 

“JJ.” You said seriously. “Give. Me. My. Keys.” He just looked at you waiting for you to threaten something as he stood next to the driver’s door. “Give me my keys or I’m not sucking your dick for a month.” You threatened. 

“Pfft” JJ scoffed, “Like you could go a month without begging for my cock down your throat? Bet” He said, nodding his chin up at you. You contemplated it and you knew he was probably right. You furrowed your brow. 

“I swear to god, if you crash my car, I will kill you Maybank.” You said as you walked to the passenger’s. 

“Whoo!” JJ cheered before awkwardly crawling into your front seat. “Jesus, your seat’s so close to the wheel!” He complained throwing the seat back and fixing all the mirrors. 

“JJ! You are fucking up all my stuff!” You yelled at him and punched him in the arm. He ignored you and revved the engine. 

“Ooofff” JJ groaned, “this is making me so horny. Can we have sex later?” 

You glared at him. 

“You’re eating me out for at least an hour for stealing my car.” You folded your arms and looked out the front windshield. JJ leaned over and pecked your cheek. 

“My pleasure baby.” he said, throwing your car in drive and screeching the tires. 

“JJ!”

Taglist: @moniamaybank @hernameisnoell @moonrisebeach @abbyj1822 @october-cameron @railmerafe

[hyyunjinn]

guiding light | soulmate!minho fic

summary: When your words were etched right above his heart but you already had your fated words encircling your arms—fated words he never said.  

→ pairing: bff!minho x reader  

→ pronouns: they/them

→ genre: angst/fluff + soulmate au

→ words: 10.1k  

→ a/n: slow burn? DEFINITELY SLOW BURN. suffer with me everyone :) ily (it’s *canonverse! so he goes through being a backup dancer and training and the show :))  mucho angst guys) (BUT IT’S ALSO REALLY CUTE I SWEAR)

*i’m assuming the events into a timeline from what we know of him

“you were my guiding light”

the sentence has always been etched on your arm and everyone assumed it’s the first thing you’ll hear your soulmate say

honestly? besides your name? that was the first thing you learned to read

and if you were bored, you’d trace the words that encircled your right forearm

admiring how pretty it looked on you, like a circlet

your parents would always smile when they catch glimpse of your tattoo, comforted that your soulmate sounds like they’d really take care of you

you were my guiding light

sounds like promising first words

however, a couple of years into middle school when you were talking to Minho about soulmates, he pointed out how it says “were” and not “are”

you were offended

your jaw dropped and he quickly tried to reassure you that maybe they just had bad grammar or something

but it ate at you for a while

until you grew out of it

since your soulmate didn’t appear for the longest time

BUT LET’S START FROM THE BEGINNING:

you and minho became best friends at the end of elementary school when the two of you got separated from your family at an out of town faire

your mom sent you off to buy food as she looked over your siblings, but when you went back to what you thought was the same spot she was at—she wasn’t there 

so being the kid you were, you wandered, trying to find her: pushing through crowds of people and tried to avoid getting run down by other kids until

you bumped into minho.

“oh! hi y/n” he greeted, a little shy considering meeting any classmate outside of class is kinda weird.

“oh,, hi minho.”

you two sort of stared at each other awkwardly until he noticed:

“are you lost?” he questioned, a smirk growing on his face

you flushed, but he quickly grinned and went “ME TOO!”  

so being bad children, you two didn’t look for your parents and went to go play

and since there were too many bodies and you two babies couldn’t find your parents, you guys just hung around the nearby game booths with your leftover tickets

it was a lot of fun

and he was nice enough to share his food tickets with you to buy this huge ice cream sundae

and when you guys met again at school, a friendship blossomed after that  

the two of you always got into trouble: either talking too loudly in class, arguing about something that you eventually, but accidentally, broke; tripping and receiving cuts and bruises and scabs everywhere.

whenever you two sat at the same table, you’d lean over and scribble over his paper just because and he’d have to get back at you by stealing your pencil case or closing your book, making you lose the page you were on

you guys are quite the dynamic duo.

as kids, you guys always went on adventures and chased each other around

and even as you guys grew up, nothing was too awkward

like you read all about the best friends who drifted apart and you were so scared that that might happen to the two of you

but there was always something about him that kept you attached—and he could say the same about you.

ya’ll had your dumb inside jokes (“heY MIN-HOHOHOO” “y/N SHUT UP BEFORE I shOVE A SAND CRAB DOWN YOUR BACK”) and dumb handshakes and dumb photos

(context to the sand crab thing? you had a dream where he dropped a sand crab down your back and you cAN STILL FEEL THE SENSATION ON IT BECAUSE IT FELT THAT REAL and then you woke up and called him in the middle of the night to yell at him and from then on he keeps threatening you about it)

“that’s you” he interrupted you, pointed to a brown splat of bird poop on a white car as the two of you walked by

a dumbass grin appeared on his as you narrowed your eyes at him, completely unamused.

and while you usually only see each other during school, he loves calling you up at night and talking about the new episode of your favorite tv shows or this new “recipe” he wants to try out the next time you guys hung out outside of school.

it was a really chill relationship: enough distance but still best friends all the same.  

you often times hit him for the dumb things he says and he’d just flash you his heart-stealing smile and laugh.

and he’d fret about you when you aren’t dressed warmly,

but you do the same thing so it’s okay.

and he loves to put his hands on your shoulders to shake you when he’s excited about something and it gets reALLy annoying

There was a park nearby that you two loved to hang out after school; hogging the swings and swinging there for hours on end—talking about who knows what.

and life just went on.

As the two of you guys grew older together, going through phases and crushes and puberty, the topic of soulmates eventually came up

somewhere along the line, minho picked up dancing as a hobby and he would teach you some moves for fun

and while you weren’t completely into it like he was, you loved how much fun the two of you had together just dancing in your backyard.

“one day I’m gonna be the main dancer”

“yeah?”

“heck yeah”

A couple of months just before middle school ended, a classmate of yours received their soulmate sign in class: a scribble of “PERMISSION SLIP DUE TMRW”

and everyone freaked out, trying to understand what that meant until your teacher explained that it’s the communication sign

as all the students crowded around your classmate as they tested it out, writing something like “hello?” on their skin and receiving a reply,

you beamed in happiness for your peer, finding the concept absolutely adorable

the classmate’s friend took a pen and scribbled on their arm: “YOU BETTER TAKE CARE OF MY FRIEND OR ELSE”

during lunch as Minho tried to steal your chips, you asked him “do you have a soulmate sign?”

snatching a chip and munching happily, it took him a second to understand your question before “no, I don’t think so. i don’t have tattoos or see in black and white or feel anything”

you sort of just blinked, surprised you guys never talked about this before

“you don’t?”

“yeah… and I guess it never really crossed my mind. how about you?”

“uh, yeah!” you pulled up your sleeve and revealed the circlet of words on your forearm

minho took your arm and pulled it closer to read the words

“you… were… my,” he snorted “guiding light?”

you snatched back your hand, offended as he laughed

“how romantic!”

“shut up”

“no it’s cute!” he paused. “it’s just… were?”

you cocked your head to the side

“like, past tense.”

bringing your arm up to look at it, you heart sank

“mINHO WHY WOULD YOU MENTION THAT!” you yelled, half amused, half hurt—and he heard that in your voice. 

“jasdkfa i’M SORRY I’M SORRY IDK I JUST AHH DON’T CRY!” he panicked, seeing your eyes tear up and he threw his arms around you to rock you back and forth violently

“maybE yOUR SOULMATE IS JUST DUMB ANd ThEY CAN’T GRAMMAR!” he shouted, sort of laughing at your reaction

he rested his chin on your head as you overdramatically sobbed

“you suck dude”

he smiled softly

“sorry, I didn’t mean to”

playfully scrunching up your face after he let go, he couldn’t help but laugh at the tears threatening to fall at the corner of yours eyes

“wAIT YOU WERE ACTUALLY CRYING?”

“SHUT UP IT WAS YOUR FAULT ANYWAYS”

trying to switch it up, he asked “are those the words they’re gonna say when you first meet them?

you stared at the black ink

“i mean, i’m pretty sure? that one is the most common mark anyways…. what do you think yours is?”

minho shrugged

“I never really thought about it because I didn’t have one I guess. It’ll appear one day.

“hopefully”

“hOPEFULLY? MINHO DON’T SAY THAT YOU’LL FIND YOUR SOULMATE!!!”

as the two of you entered high school and more soulmate signs began to appear on those without, the two of you sort of lost interest in the topic

like, most people meet their soulmates after graduating college anyways, so what’s the point?

even so,

realistically speaking, not everyone ends up with their soulmates or people just never find them or they wanted to go against societal norms

which is why minho has dated a couple people here and there

while you were still waiting, being the hopeless romantic you are

not that you minded: there wasn’t anyone for you to crush on at your school anyways

but you always hoped for minho’s sign to appear

maybe his was the color explosion one or the other version of the first words that appears

anyways,

when you guys entered high school,

he became really serious about dancing

you occasionally danced with him because why not, but he really stuck with the hobby—and it made you really happy to see him so happy dancing his heart out as he continued to learn

going to his performances

being the only one on the street who watched him perform,

“hey hey y/n! look at the new move i learned!”  

“duuUUDE that looks hecka cool TEACH ME”

“I tripped and nearly broke my nose the first time I attempted it”

“teACH ME!!!”

“I ain’t paying for your hospital bill”

realistically, you guys did drift just a little since he was so focused on his hobby and you had other interests

but it wasn’t like you guys didn’t smile at each other in the hallway and walk each other to your respective classes

and with whatever class you guys shared, there was no doubt he sat behind you and bothered you constantly by poking his pencil everywhere

and group projects? more like partner projects because you guys were too shy to join any other group and were more content with each other anyways

that way, you can count on each other to finish the work

When he joined the SOULDance Crew, that was when everything changed

you guys barely saw each other anymore—him focusing on dance; you, on college  

but that doesn’t mean you guys don’t text at ungodly hours about the weirdest topics of whatever is on your mind

like you’d scream about BTS and he’d laugh and torture you with whatever pictures he can dig up

or he’s rambling about what song he should use to choreograph and you flood him with all the new tunes you listen to

or if you’re just feeling bad and with a “wassup,” he knows immediately to send ugly selfies to you

and then graduation passed.

Your phone was filled with pictures with friends, but mostly him—whether it was just his side profile or a selfie or a derp face

but your favorite has got to be the polaroid of him piggybacking you, trying to carry his diploma at the same time

he got a matching one tucked away in his wallet

your meetups always fluctuated, and after a month of not seeing each other (him busy with his dance group and work; you with work and travelling around with your friends), you finally had a day off to meet each other

on the day of the annual fair that you always go (not the one the two of you met at), it was right after a filming for one of his dance covers

and he was so jumpy during it, everyone else was super confused but his high energy got everyone hyped enough to quickly finish the video

right after “cut!” minho stumbled towards his towel to wipe himself up, stuff whatever items of his that were laying around, and

“bYE EVERYONE! SEE YOU SOON!”

he was such a rush, everyone just looked at each other before someone called out

“HEY MINHO! WHat’S WITH THE HUSTLE DUDE?”

just as minho ran towards the exit

except he didn’t even hear his friend as he nearly crashed into poor you opening the door

the biggest grin spread across his face

“Y/N!”

“you’re done already—hey!”

he grabbed your hand and dragged you out to the street

“TO THE FAIR WE GO!!!!”  

“YOU’RE STILL SWEATY!”

“WE’RE RUNNING THERE ANYWAYS!”

everyone in the dance studio gave each other The Look and you guys can probably guess what happens

but we’ll go back to this date

so you ran to the bus stop,

him laughing and swinging your intertwined hands as you’re trying to catch your breath

“why did we have to run all that way?”

“because i want to!”

“nO”

“too late~”

ten minutes later, the bus arrived and you guys talked about your month as the bus rolled down the street

the carnival pulled into view and grins unconsciously spread across both of your features.

The door hissed open and he grinned at you

“ready?” you asked him, waiting for the traditional reply

“I bet 3 sundaes and a stuffed animal you’re gonna lose the goldfish”

“I bet a ride on the drop tower and the goldfish you’re gonna win a goldfish”

his jaw dropped as you guys hopped off the bus

“hEY UNFAIR. YOU CAN’T EVEN HANDLE THE DROP TOWER AND I’M GONNA WORK HARD FOR THAT GOLDFISH!”

you shrugged cheekily, glad the approaching night was cool enough while lights flashed about and kids ran around and the noisy sound of happiness encircled your surroundings

“it’s a trapped deal—if you don’t get us that goldfish we’re both gonna die”

“geT yOUr own gOLDfisH!” he pouted, crossing his arms as your neared the ticketbooth

“NO! I SUCK AT THAT GAME AND I WANT A GOLDFISH!”

“NO DEAL.”

“YES DEAL.”

“I AIN’T GOING ON THE DROP TOWER FOR YOU”

“I WANT A GOLDFISH!”

“THEN WIN IT AND I’LL BUY YOU 3 SUNDAES AND WORK MY BUTT OFF FOR A STUFFED ANIMAL”

“N O”

“fine. that means you’re going on the drop tower with me if I lose the goldfish.”

you scrunched up your face, hesitant, and then

“deal.”

your time there didn’t change from the past 8+ years together

you guys rushed around as many rides as you could before he’d start complaining about how hungry he is and drag you to the food and games booths and after pooling in and buying as much street food as you wanted, you guys walked around, taking in the atmosphere and each others’ presence

As the last hour neared, you leaned over to steal a last bite of his churro before you guys headed towards the goldfishing booth

to sum it up

you actually won the goldfish and he lost

“crap”

he laughed out loud

“you win some, you lose some,” he teased

you punched him in the arm

“unless you’re lee minho and you lose everything”

“shut up—I still managed to get you to go to the drop tower with me”

realization hit you

“yOU LOST THE GOLDFISH ON PURPOSE DIDN’T YOU”

“ALSDFJK NO I DIDN’T DOES IT LOOK LIKE I WANT TO GO ON THE DROP TOWER?!”

“L I A R”

“we’re gonna die we’re gonna die we’re gonna di e”

“y/n shut up”

“you shut up you loser”

“says the loser who walked right into a trap”

“at least i gOT my goldfish”

“you’re still going on the drop tower”

“i’m gonna kick you”

as you got closer and nerves began to take over he said “i hate you” before the two of your boarded

“my stomach is not gonna last”

“if you hurl, I’m leaving you”

needless to say, you guys made it alive,

barely

eagerly hopping off with a screech, you picked up your stuff from the cubby and handed him his

“that actually wasn’t so bad,” he mused with a grin, fixing his mussed up hair that was sticking in all directions

“tHAT MEANS YOU DIDN’T EVEN HAVE TO DRAG ME ON IT!” you yelled “I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE”

something strange seemed to tug at his heart looking at you cutely grumbling about the ride, but it was quickly washed over with an overwhelming urge to hug you—which he read as a platonic sign so he didn’t dwell on it  

he just laughed and apologetically hugged you

“get off me”

“you’re my favorite person in the entire world ♡”

“go buy me my sundaes”

you guys stayed until the announcement was made that the fair would close soon and you guys left with a fit of laughter

on the bus home, you fell asleep on his shoulder, which he smiled softly at

brushing away you hair and adjusting himself so it didn’t feel too awkward

which got him to fall asleep and you guys missed your stop

“minhooo, why did you fall asleep?”

“hey, it’s not just my fault—your head was really comfy”

luckily, the last stop was his anyways and you crashed at his house—just like old times.

The next day as Minho barely cracked open the glass door to the dance studio,

“MINHO WHO ARE THEY?”

“NO WONDER YOU WERE SO GIDDY!”

“WAS IT YOUR FIRST DATE?”

“HOW DID IT GO?”

“YOU GOTTA INTRODUCE THEM TO US!”

minho screamed and pushed through his dance buddies

“THEY’RE JUST A FRIEND!”

“that’s what they all say”

minho scrunched up his face

“best friend.”

“tHaT’s WhAt ThEy aLL SAY!”

“NO I DON’t LIKE THEM LIKE THAT”

“YEAH YEAH SURE TOTALLY”

the thought totally crossed minho’s mind once or twice in high school, but he frantically pushed it away—not wanting to dwell on it at all  

but his mind kept wandering back to last night and the way you looked in the glow of the carnival after the drop tower

and how your hair was all messy and how you were grumbling about your heart after the ride

and you were really breathless too and he found that really endearing

and when you were laughing on other rides

and when you leaned over to steal his food and he can see your eyelashes up close

also whenever you won a game

or lost a game

he furrowed his eyebrows—freaked out that he’s only noticing all of this for the first time

which led him to not focus on dancing

and his friend plopped down right next to him without him noticing

“classic ‘shoot i love my best friend’ dilemma isn’t it?” she asked

“shut up”

she smiled and patted his shoulder

“hey, if it’s meant to be, it’ll work out. fate will do it’s thing and you’ll find out sooner or later”

“but you guys didn’t have to mention iiiit”

“you’re telling me this thought never crossed your mind?” she deadpanned

“i mean, I don’t want to think about it so i always ignored iiiiit”

“don’t think about it too much! if you like them, you like them. if you want to stay as friends, stay as friends. if you want to be more, be more. if you don’t know what you want, just stay as friends. trust me.”

“they have their soulmate mark though: it’s the first words type of deal.”

“oh”

“yeah—so I shouldn’t like them”

“but you dated in the past right? you didn’t care about those soulmate signs”

minho paused

“i guess you’re right”

“don’t dwell on it too much!” she encouraged, shaking him back and forth with her hand on his shoulder

“but what if I do like them? what about their soulmate?”

“just wait until their soulmate comes around I guess? isn’t it better to test out the waters than just suffer knowing the soulmate will come anyways? maybe your friend won’t even stay with their soulmate: there are people like that”

minho shrugged

“cmoN—you don’t even know your feelings on it so let's just work on the new choreooo” she nagged, grabbing his hand and dragging him back to the practice floor   

he quickly forgot about the matter anyways when he became a backup dancer for BTS

that was a fun time

when he got the news, he immediately phoned you and placed the phone as far away as possible from his ear as he yelled “DUDE I’M GONNA BE A BACKUP DANCER FOR BTS!”

there was a pause on your end before

“YOU W H A T ? !”

“YEAH”

“NO SAY THAT AGAIN!”

“BTS. BACKUP DANCER. ME.”

“H O W. YOU GOTTA TELL ME DUDE”

so he talked about the audition news getting to his dance studio and he auditioned with a couple of his friends and they managed to passed so he’s gonna go learn the new choreography for their comeback and perform on the music shows and whatnot and you just sat on your bed with your jaw open, not quite believing any of this

“you’re kidding”

“i’m not”

“no way”

“yes way”

“wh a t ?”

“ye a h”

a surge of emotions just rushed through you before “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU MINHO OH MY GOSH GOOD JOB AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

you could hear his laugh on the other side of line and you broke out into a goofy grin

“this is so amazing!!! you! dancing! pursuing your dream! uGH MINHO I’M SO PROUD OF YOU I NEED TO HUG YOU BUT I GOT THIS DUMB ESSAY TO FINISH”

“IF YOU LEAVE YOUR HOUSE JUST TO HUG ME I’M GONNA ESCAPE THROUGH THE WINDOW”

so for the next couple of months, you rarely heard from him

but you know that’s a telltale sign that he’s working hard and a smile always appeared on your face whenever you’re thinking about him

or bragging about him to your friends

gosh the first time you caught glimpse of him on the music show

you s C RE E CHed and your roommate thought something was attacking you

“nO IT’S MINHO! LOOK LOOK LOOK!”

you roommate smiled when she caught sight of him and you spent the next hour crying about how proud you are of your best friend

you didn’t even pay attention to BTS and you love them to death

that same night, he called you and before he could even say hi—

“I SAW YOU ON TV AND I’M SO PROUD OF YOU DUDE”

“IT WAS SO NERVEWRACKING! I THOUGHT I MESSED UP!”

“did you?”

“yeah”

“wELL I DIDN’T NOTICE SO GOOD JOB!!!”

“pfft thanks—OH! I was gonna call you to tell you that I’m gonna perform at their Seoul concert!!!!

“..... buy me tickets”

“I don’t think I can”

“nOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I’M A BROKE COLLEGE STUDENT AND I NEED TO WATCH MY BOYS AND MY BEST FRIEND PERFORMMMM”

“welllllll, I mean I couuuld ask…..”

“aghghghghghhhhhhh—I can’t believe you’re gonna perform on tour! yOU’rE aN ACTUAL BACKUP DANCER!”  

“so you’re telling me I’m not a backup dancer when I perform on the music shows?”

“yeah”

“thanks for the pep talk y/n, now I know I can be the greatest while performing at the concert. i’ll work hard just for you”

“you’re welcome dude.”

The fact that he went viral had you on the floor

“daYUM ‘JUNGKOOK’S HANDSOME BACKUP DANCER!’ YOU SHOOK THE NATION!”

“SHUT UP!”

“YOU REALLY ARE THE GREATEST! i’M THE BESTEST BEST FRIEND EVER! I BLESSED YOU!”

minho fumed at his phone but inside, he was pretty elated that you found this so funny, a smile finding its way onto his face

“don’t forget me when you get famous” you dramatized and he softened.

“hey, can we video call?” he suddenly asked and you immediately worried

“oh yeah, of course,” you agreed, clicking on the video button “everything okay?” 

when his face appeared, he was lying stomach down on his bed, white covers propping up his phone

“um”

and you waited patiently, for whatever he had to say

“you’re not gonna leave me right?”

you blinked at him, unsure of what to reply since you weren’t quite sure of what he meant

and he understood that as he choked on his words trying to rephrase

“like, nothing would change between us if I continue this path, right?”

“of course not! minho, why would you think that?”

he paused

“idk, I guess it’s because you were like ‘don’t forget me when you get famous”

you flipped on your back and repositioned your phone, slightly upset that he took it like that

“hey if you were uncomfortable, just tell me. i’m sorry if you didn’t want to hear that, but i love you more than you can imagine—i don’t care if you’re famous or not, trust me”

“i do trust you! it’s just—”

“you’re talking to the same person who didn’t even freak out when we bumped into IU on the streets. or ask to meet up with BTS when you got accepted”

minho smiled “i guess you’re right”

“i’m sorry you felt like that”

“... i guess it’s just because i don’t want to lose you”

“and you won’t lose me! i’ll always be here! i’ll even let you push me into the sea next time!”

“you’re gonna regret that”

“it’s called pulling you in with me, d u h”

you guys talked for a bit more before you told him you had to work early tomorrow and you were going to sleep

and he made a face at you before ending the call

minho grabbed an extra pillow nearby and hugged it to his chest, which suddenly started hurting

he had an inkling as to what the feeling was but he managed to tell himself to fall asleep quickly to forget about it.

Fast forward a month or so

Minho couldn’t control his shaking hands as he clicked your number and impatiently waited for it to follow through

“hello?”

“please don’t make me go deaf—I have headphones in. but anyways: i got scouted for jyp”

you completely ignored his request and he had to yank out his earbuds

“Y/N!!!”

“OH MY GOSH”

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU WITHOUT EARBUDS BECAUSE IT’S REALLY LOUD RIGHT NOW AND I AIN’T PUTTING YOU ON SPEAKERS SO SHUT UP”

“I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!! oh my gosh this is amazing!! mINHO! MINHOOOOOOO YOU REALLY ARE GONNA BE THE WORLD’S GREATEST—wait. does that mean you’re gonna train to be an idol?”

“after I pass the auditions yeah”

“no way”

“i know, crazy right?”

“you? an idol?”

“yeah i don’t see it either but—”

“—BUT You’RE GONNA CONTINUE YOUR DREAM OF DANCING! dude dude dude when’s the audition????”

“it’s like, in a month?”

The audition came and passed

and he passed as well

and whenever he had the time, he’d call you and talk about what happened each day

so he trained

and met new people

there was this boy, Seungmin you think, who really helped him adjust to the life as a trainee

“wow let me meet this Seungmin.”

“no. he’s mine”

And the day he met this boy named Chan, he got added to an official group?

and you were so shook, not quite sure how to react because wow Minho really will become an idol and have his face plastered on billboards and perfume ads.

What you didn’t know was that he was practicing for the showcase two weeks later.

He called you a day before and was like “so um, I got you tickets to the JYP showcase tomorrow and uhhhhhh I’m gonna perform with my group!”

“.... you could’ve told me earlier?!??!”

“WAIT CAN YOU NOT MAKE IT?!”

“no I can, WHY WOULD I PASS DOWN FREE TICKETS?!”

Minho pauses, debating whether or not to tell you something else

but his big mouth spilled it anyways: “i’m not supposed to tell you this, buT IM GONNA BE ON A SHOW!”

“W O A H”

“YEAH! It’s gonna be how my group prepares for debut! At least that’s what I heard,,,”

“WO OW WOWW do you have a date for the show yet?”

“no but it’s gonna start filming on the day of the showcaseeee—although, wait. Let me clarify: we’re actually going against a girl group to see who would debut first so uh, yeahhhhh, I might actually not debut soon, but it’s a hope!”

“you and your team are gonna kill it! … wait, tell me their names again?”

On the day of the showcase, you made signs for all of Minho’s team.

they had to ask him who you were because you were screaming so loud (but not as loud as the girl who screamed for Hyunjin lmao)

After the show,

you ran up to him all smiley and congratulating him with a bouquet of flowers and the other boys were like

OOoOOOoOoOO WHO T H I S

but you had to catch your bus home so you couldn’t really stay

“NOOOO WAIT! WE GOTTA TEASE MINHO FOR A BIT LONGER! HE’S ALWAYS MAKING FUN OF US!!!”

“I’M SORRY BUT I HOPE TO MEET YOU GUYS FOR REAL SOON! TAKE CARE OF HIM OKAY?”

Minho was actually really quiet for the next month and he didn’t seem to have time to talk to you so you went to focus on your life instead.

When “Hellevator” dropped, you were so excited because the song sounded SO GOOD! AND MINHO RAPPED!

to say you advertised it to everyone was an understatement

but hey, it’s a good song

when you were freaking out about the release, you phoned him and yelled “I LOVE THE SONG SO MUCH WHAT AND YOU CAN RAP WHAT? THIS IS SO AMAZING!!!!”

“haha yeah thanks y/n”

“AND DSJFKSDF YOUR BAND MEMBERS ARE SORT CUTE AND THE AESTHETIC OF THE MUSIC VIDEO!!! YES!!”

and you kept talking about how excited you were about the song and the show but he didn’t seem to respond much so

“you okay?”

“i’m just... tired”

“you want me to hang up?”

he didn’t reply so you were like “okay! good night minho!”

“good night y/n”

When people began spotting Stray Kids without Minho, you started to worry.

But you didn’t ask him because you didn’t want to jump to conclusions and had faith in Minho.

However, you didn’t even finish episode four and you already grabbed your phone, shakily finding his number.

“Hello?”

“Minho, meet me at the park a couple of streets from that intersection.”

“Y/N, it’s 11:30.”

“Minho please.”

You heard him sigh and agree.

“If I get in trouble it’s your fault.”

Running there, you were breathless and frantic, not being able to control your emotions and you didn’t even let Minho breathe when you spotted him

“Why didn’t you tell me?!”

Minho stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening.

“Tell you what?”

“About the elimination!”

He visibly slumped, not knowing how to reply.

“Minho!” you cried, stamping your foot on the ground, frustrated that he kept this locked up, tears already threatening to fall.

“I didn’t want to disappoint you,” he whispered, looking at the pebbles on the side of the road.

“it’s not that!” you whined, coming up closer to him “why didn’t you just tell me?”

tears dripped onto the ground and Minho shut his eyes

“I don’t know, maybe if I didn’t tell you I could’ve worked harder and become someone you’re proud of”

“you don’t have to be so insecure about everything, especially around me. You can fall into darkness but I’ll be there with you and we’ll make through it together.”

Minho nearly slipped on the bathroom tiles when he saw those exact words right above his heart on his chest the next morning when he took off his shirt to shower.

He blinked at it in the mirror, then looked down, gingerly touching it.

The first thing he thought of?

Shit.

Minho didn’t really react.

He didn’t know how to react.

But he knew heartbreak will hit him hard because you already had lines that he never said.

So to cope, he kept distancing himself and not talking to you.

You on the other had didn’t know what to do so you just, waited, assuming it’s because he’s training hard and to join the group again.

Waited until the episodes came out.

When news of the busking leaked, out of curiosity, you attended it with a friend, knowing fully that Minho wouldn’t be there. You thought maybe you could still support the other boys because they seem really nice and talented.

On that day, Minho snuck out as well, only to spot you in the crowd with a friend and he couldn’t bear it but to leave.

when he was told he was given a second chance, he wanted to call you so bad

but he couldn’t make himself do it

so he just ignored you

and continued practicing

and when you watched the episode, even if having no hope at all because he didn’t give you any indication that he was back in

you screeched and even your roommate who was watching with you yelled in disbelief

and minho was expecting the phone call

the other members were expecting the phone call

“LEE F REA K IN G MINHO”

“wh—”

“YOU SUCK”

and you hung up out of adrenaline and because you didn’t really know how to react

all of stray kids looked at minho in amusement and he just cheekily grinned

your phone buzzed and it lit up a millisecond later with a text from him reading

“i love you”

“thanks for always being there”

and your heart flipped just seeing those two texts there  

the day of the finale came quicker than you thought

and before you knew it

you were waiting outside of the venue in the cold with his mom, passing out hot chocolate to adoring fans

honestly, you were surprised but not surprised at the amount of support Stray Kids has and how all of them were praying that Felix and Minho would be part of the official line up

and your heart swelled

you saw multiple banners for him, some with cute messages

and you overheard conversations between friends about how cute minho is and you just smiled to yourself

that’s your best friend—stealing everyone’s hearts

once everyone was packed inside the venue, your nerves kicked up as you anxiously waited for the show to start

for sure you were impressed by the performances

and whenever minho came up—during the performances or the video reels—you smiled so wide his mom noticed

she giggled to herself and left you alone to your own thoughts

it’s really hit when he sang the bridge for “School Life’

your jaw d ro p p e d

and everything almost stopped

he was glowing and smiling

and it hit you

he was in the center

to say you screamed so loud you lost your voice was an understatement

the surrounding families and fans kept looking back at you in amusement because once the song picked up, you didn’t stop cheering

minho caught your eyes and he scrunched his face in acknowledgement and you smiled so big you were ready to just rush up to the stage and crush him in a hug

after the excitement toned down and Jun K performed

final judgement was nearing

and you were shaking to the point his mom grabbed your hand and squeezed it

“it going to be okay, I believe in them,” she whispered and all you could do was nod

felix and minho climbed onto the box and the cameras started rolling

jyp did not shut up. it felt like forever.

and up on stage, Minho couldn’t look at you, no matter how tempting it was. he kept his gaze straight ahead and tried his best to calm himself down

he almost missed it when jyp finally announced it and lights flashed in his eyes

you let out a huge breath and hugged his mom so tight to calm yourself down

as people left and the families waited to greet their boys

he didn’t even pop his head completely out from behind the curtain yet and you knew it was him

and may or may not have charged at him

“CONGRATULATIONS!” you screamed, wrapping your arms around him and trying to pick him up to spin him around and failing to do so

“y/N!” he hissed, face aflamed as everyone was watching the two of you

the other boys started “oooh-ing” and mischievous grins appeared on their faces as they closed up on you guys

“is this the famous Y/N????”

“OoOOO FINALLY!”

“mINHO NEVER SHUTS UP ABOUT YOU!”

“he looks goofy when he’s talking to you”

minho wasn’t having any of it and started waving his arms like windmills to ward them away

“nON ON ON NO STOP GO AWAY YOUR FAMILIES ARE WAItinG!”

they laughed and chan poked at minho’s face before dispersing

he turned back to see you beaming at him and his heart did a backflip

“haven’t seen you in a while!” you chirped, only to gET COMPLETELY IGNORED BECAUSE HE SPOTTED HIS MOM and because he suddenly didn’t know how to react at all

“MOM!!!!” and he rushed towards her to hug her

“wOW I SEE HOW IT IS”

“YEAH. I LOVE MY MOM MORE THAN YOU DUH” and he’s just snickering as he enveloped his mom and she’s laughing at your antics as you walked closer

you got to meet the other boys (with minho hovering protectively around you and glaring at his members just in case they say something) and their families and it was a really nice atmosphere

“you’re gonna debut soon”

“yeah”

you guys were standing next to each other, arms barely touching and watching the parents talk and the younger siblings awkwardly not know what to do and the other boys messing around with each other or their siblings

Unbeknownst to you, Minho played with the fabric of his shirt where the tattoo is: twisting and turning it in his hands

he promised to himself he’d never tell you, but at this moment, it was tempting

Glancing over to you,

taking in how your eyes are slightly turned upwards, content filling your face as you watched his members nearby,

he clutched the fabric and squeezed his eyes shut and

“y/n?”

A moment barely passed as your name fell out of his lips barely above a whisper when chan called

“hey y/n! minho!” chan called and you guys directed your attention towards the smiley leader “stop looking like an old couple and come over here!”

minho’s face immediately flushed

“we’re not a couple!”

“i said you looked like an old couple—not that you are!”

you smiled, rolling your eyes at the antics

“yeah let me get to know these boys you keep gushing about”

minho shakily sighed and agreed

a couple of days later, you were back to your life and before you knew it, Stray Kids’ debut was just around the corner

then their first comeback

then their first award show

then their first win

and you were there to support them like always: especially Minho

but you didn’t even know how much he appreciated it—he just couldn’t express all of it because his feelings just grew and grew and he didn’t want to mess your friendship up

he kept seeing you in a different light and it was messing with him

There was this one time where the two of you were just walking the streets together.

He looked over and had the biggest urge to just kiss you that he spotted an ice cream shop and bolted to buy him something to keep his mouth busy.

Another time, you were visiting and you fell asleep on his lap because of his soothing touch from mindlessly tracing the words on your skin.

Hopelessly, he sat there, his heart aching as he wanted you to know you’re his soulmate but he couldn’t.

The pain was almost unbearable as he was immobile because of you and he couldn’t pry his eyes off of your tattoos.

He cried himself to sleep that day, with you within his touch yet detached from his fate.

You got to know the rest of Stray Kids so well it was almost like you were the fourth mom (chan and minho easily took the first slots)

if you weren’t busy and they were home, you’d visit them at the practice rooms

if they were abroad, you’d call them just to check in

it was all the mundane things and you can’t believe you get to experience and that Minho was living his dream—even if he was living with a burden he couldn’t even unload to his best friend.

Luckily for him, the hustle bustle life of an idol preoccupied his thoughts and he often times convinces himself that his fans are his soulmates.

Two years have passed and it was finally the time where your friends began to find your soulmates

and then somewhere along the line, Stray Kids began finding their soulmates as well

and you and Minho would always call each other whenever this would happen, squealing into the mic

you favorite story was of Felix and his soulmate: Felix had the sign of being able to telepathically speak with his soulmate and one day as he was walking down the crowded street with Minho and Hyunjin for groceries, trivially arguing with his other half about an ending of a recent movie, a loud “SHUT UP YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING THEY WERE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!” echoed around the vicinity

Felix was so surprised he stopped abruptly in his tracks and Hyunjin crashed into him.

He was so sure he heard his soulmate say the same thing and just then, his other half was like “shoot i just yelled that out loud”

He shot back: “i’m looking right at you aren’t I?”

“By any chance!” he called out to the person he was making eye contact with across the street “we you talking about Love Signed?”

Minho snorted and and shouted a “cliche!!!!!” and everyone around the area knew exactly what happened

it was really cute and you whined for days for missing it because Minho invited you to go shopping with them but you had a paper to finish.

Minho’s favorite story of your friends’ is your least favorite.

Why?

That day just so happened to be a really bad day for you and Minho had no idea. 

He just liked that story because he experienced it firsthand and you highkey believe it’s because he was mistaken as the soulmate

the day didn’t start off well, and let’s just say you and Minho were hanging out and you bumped into some of your friends and something happened that everyone thought Minho was the soulmate

you were too confused and unknowingly jealous to remember what happened exactly

because it didn’t strike you too well that your friend is soulmates with your best friend,,,, for some... odd... reason... 

“y/n, are you jealous?”

“pfft nO whY would i be jealous?! that’s ridiculous!”

your friend raised her eyebrows

“your voice is giving it away”

you squinted your eyes in disbelief, cocking your head in confusion

“but i can’t be jealous?”

“why not? isn’t he your friend?”

“yeah and that’s it. shouldn’t i be happy for him if it was you?”

“don’t you think it’s because you like him?”

you nearly gave yourself a whiplash

“why would i like him? i have a soulmate!”

“and people still date others knowing full well their soulmate exists”

“dating and liking are slightly different things. a lot of those relationships are flings”

“that doesn’t say anything of whether you like him or not”

you paused.

“but i don’t…?”

“you don’t sound so sure”

you furrowed your brows

“hey, let’s not talk about this—i don’t, i don’t want to think about it”

but it was all you thought about that night. 

It kept you up and Minho’s dumb smile kept popping up in your mind and your face heated up when the thought of a kiss passed your mind

You found out because you overheard the boys yelling about it.

bags holding food, you were about to enter the practice room when 

“hYUNG YOU LIKE Y/N”

“NO I DON’T”

“WHY WOULD YOU—”

“WAIT JISUNG SHUT UP Y/N IS—”

you blinked at them. “uh, hi boys. I brought you food”

Minho’s face turned bright red and he rushed out of the room. Jisung chased after him.    

you guys started dating when the other members tried to fix their fiasco by saying: “screw soulmates you guys ARE SOULMATES DATE ALREADY PLS MINHO WON’T SHUT UP ABOUT HOW MUCH HE WANTS TO KISS YOU AND SOMETIMES HE JUST LIES IN BED CRYING ABOUT YOU AND DOESN’T WANT TO DO ANYTHING!”

“Y/N PLEASE YOU KNOW HIM SINCE FOREVER AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HE KEEPS NOT WANTING TO DO ANYTHING”

“plus the two year ban is up sO”

you were hesitant at first because you really wanted to meet your soulmate

but they don’t seem like they’ll appear in your life anytime soon

and it’s minho, who you adore and have? always found him attractive

and he likes you so much, you couldn’t just—

“but what about your soulmate? you still don’t have a sign”

he shook his head and replied “it’s okay, I know I want to spend my life with you”

“but what happens if mine comes around?”

“then I’ll let you go to them. but, just, give me this chance? please?”

“minho—”

“please.”

“you’re gonna get hurt”

“but at least I got to be with you. I’ll be happy for you, don’t worry! because we’re best friends first!”

“are you sure?”

“positive. I’ll probably get hurt but I’m getting myself into this knowing fully well the possible outcome, so I won’t blame you.”

you just stared at him. “but then I’ll feel guilt—” your words caught in your throat as minho took a step closer and brought his hand up to caress your cheek

“please.”  

your heart rate spiked and you averted your eyes

his thumb gently brushed over your cheek

“i’ll make you happy, i promise. besides, your dumb soulmate hasn’t even appeared so why are you waiting for them? obviously i’m the better alternative”

your jaw dropped and heat rushed to your cheeks as his lips quirked up, winking at you

“i’m kidding” he laughed at your expression, pulling you closer to hug you.

with your face buried in his chest, you can hear his heartbeat and you breathed in his familiar, comforting scent—

“okay”

“hmm?”

“we can try this out”

Nothing really changed between the two of you.

he still loves to trace the words on your arm and you guys still try to go to the annual carnival

(one time, you guys went with stray kids and it was a Mess)

except for the more than often stares minho gives you where he’s smiling at you like a dork and if you ask what’s wrong, he just bursts out laughing and squeal “i can’t believe i love you so mucH!”

it’s all really cheesy and you can feel yourself falling in love more and more

and you feel guilty sometimes, knowing your soulmate is out there somewhere

but minho really does make you happy

and just seeing how happy he is makes you okay with it

because after all, he’s your best friend and you love him regardless of anything else

and he gets your heart racing every time he pulls you closer to kiss you and you want to punch him for that

Of course, the two of you got your ups and downs.

usually when he’s stressed out about an upcoming comeback or you’re stressed out about work or when you two miss each other so much and you don’t know how to express it and the call ends up in frustration

or when he just wants to love you but you can’t make yourself reciprocate your feelings and he can sense it, leading him to excuse himself and go back to his dorms

he knows it’s because you don’t want to hurt him, but it still does

but it’s natural

and both of you guys know that

nothing ever gets too out of hand

it’s because of the years of reading each other’s actions that you guys know when to take the break from each other if you need it  

Nearly three years has passed since you guys started dating and it was around the time when Stray Kids would start to go off to the military in the next year or so and taking a break in their successful career.

Funny, your soulmate never appeared for the last six years and you were starting to wonder if your sign was a fluke.

Minho never found his either.

You can’t lie and say you weren’t a little bit disappointed that your destined one never showed up, and sometimes, you would lash out at Minho for it, as if it was his fault.

But he swallowed it because while even though your soulmate doesn’t seem to be appearing, Minho found his and he’s not letting go. No matter how messed up the entire situation is.

He felt horrible about it but he couldn’t make himself tell you that you’re his soulmate when you were still holding back.

Eventually he would.

But he told himself he’ll wait for a couple more years, even if it was selfish of him to do so. If he was being honest with himself, he wants your soulmate to never enter your life and sweep you away from him.

Your insecurities heightened as most of your friends began to marry their soulmates and you were, quite honestly, terribly jealous.

And while you were ecstatic for all of them during the wedding days, Minho would always catch you deep in thought when you weren’t conversing with someone.

He’d sigh, grab your hand and squeezed it.

You let out a breath you were holding and shut your eyes for a moment, reminding yourself that you have Minho, and that’s pretty hard to beat.

“I love you,” you muttered

he leaned over and kissed your temple.

Minho was released for break just today, and he promised to spend his entire break with you—so even though he was dead tired, he drove a couple hours to your apartment because he just wanted to see you.

His eyes were barely open as he fought the urge to crash to the cement pavement and fall asleep right there as he fiddled around for the correct keys

“y/n?” he asked softly, slowly opening the door and peeking his head in, “are you home?”

you were in the living room, typing away at your laptop, trying to finish up a report for work. the lights in this room were turned off but the lights in the kitchen was on and minho frowned.

“you’re gonna hurt your eyes if you work in the dark like this,” he scolded

“hi minho,” you replied, not tearing your eyes away from the illuminated screen

he didn’t reply and the clacking of the keys were the only thing between the two of you

a couple of seconds later: “i have leftover dinner if you’re hungry,” you said

minho just hummed and dropped his things on the sofa and shuffled into the kitchen

the fluorescent lights occasionally flickered as he opened the refrigerator door.

eyes scanning the contents, he noticed a can of soda and he picked it up.

opening it, he was about to take a sip when he noticed the sole paper stuck on the door.

“hey you didn’t pay the bills,” he called out, peeking out from behind the door frame

once again, it took you a moment before you replied

“uh, I was gonna do it today but I guess I forgot”

“y/n, it was due two days ago.”

you ignored him, pressing harder on the keys as you typed

he frowned but went back to heating his dinner

After he cleaned up, he awkwardly paced the kitchen before finding the courage to be in your presence

because he can feel very well the elephant in the room.

he sat down next to you

and watched you work.

you didn’t appreciate his staring eyes but you ignored it, more focused on finishing

he tried to cuddle you but you brushed him off

so he huffed and pushed himself off the couch, wandering the dim apartment and sees something new on the little shelf where you kept small items

it was a cute keychain—in fact, two matching keychains and a small smile began to grow on his face

“hey what’s this?” he asked, hopefully turning back to face you

you slammed your hands on the keyboard.

he flinched.

“oh my gosh minho you’re so annoying!” you cried, voice cracking from stress and frustration

a pout formed on his face, not appreciating that you’re not responding to him at all when he drove a couple of hours to go see you

“well i’m sorry. i just miss you,” he pressed, frustrated as well.

“well miss me some other time,” you retorted

sighing, you adjusted your focus back to your screen and

“look y/n. you could at least give me a hug? i drove out two hours to see you and i’m dead tired.”

“that’s your problem. you could’ve visited in the morning”

“that’s because I wanted to see you, make sure you’re okay.”

“well I’m okay, thanks for worrying. now go to sleep or something—you said you were tired?”

he paused, knowing full well he couldn’t get mad at you because you’re obviously stressed so he opted to change the direction of the conversation “y/n you don’t look well at all: you’re stressed and you are the least efficient when you’re stressed.”

“minho, just leave me alone. let me finish this report.”

“when was the last time you slept?”

“just this morning”

“for how many hours?”

“I don’t know, does it matt—Minho stop. let me work on this.”

“You need to sleep.”

“sleep is for the weak,” you muttered

and misinterpreting that, Minho smiled a bit, thinking that you were giving in and was joking

“Well then if you don’t go to sleep, I’m gonna break up with you,” he quipped

however, you didn’t hear his teasing tone and something inside of you snapped.

glaring at the black keys in front of you, you gritted your teeth and asked him, “fine then. break up with me. why do you even care so much if you came here to annoy me anyways?”

“wait y/n, I didn’t—”

“just let this end because I want to end up with my soulmate anyways”

Minho stopped, his worst fear—the fear of hearing those words—just happened.

“You don’t mean that,” he whispered.

you looked up and straight into his eyes. “does it look like I’m joking?”

hurt flashed through Minho’s face and without knowing so, he raised his voice

“Well I don’t know? Does it look like your soulmate is even here with you?! Your soulmate never came so obviously I’m a better option then what you can get with them anyways! I’ve been with you since forever! That has got to mean more than a soulmate who never even wanted to meet you!”

You slammed your hands on the table and stood up, tears begin to blur your vision as his words stung your heart.

“Maybe I don’t want to be with you! I’m still waiting! you’re the one who said you didn’t mind getting hurt! so just shut up!” you screamed, arms shaking.

“BECAUSE YOU ARE MY SOULMATE!” he yelled back, slamming his arm on the table and it knocked down a picture frame, shattering it

“Classic,” you sneered, glaring at the glass littered around his feet

a sharp pang hit minho in his chest as he realized you didn’t pay attention to what he just said

a loud scoff escaped him and he looked up at the ceiling, blinking back threatening tears

“i hate you” he forced out, his voice involuntarily cracking.

looking up, you were met with his usually soft pair of eyes glaring right at you

anger boiled inside you and you balled your fists

“I can’t believe you’re being so selfish,” he taunted.

“shut up! just shut up minho!”

“You’d think after all we’ve been through you’d stop thinking about the potential jerk your soulmate is for making you wait.”

“you shouldn’t have gotten involved then!”

“Or maybe you shouldn’t have lead me on and kept this relationship for so long!”

“IT’S YOUR FAULT ANYWAYS. DON’T PUT THE BLAME ON ME!”

“HOW COULD I NOT PUT THE BLAME ON YOU? I TOLD YOU I LOVED YOU AND IF YOU LOVED ME BACK, EVEN IF IT’S JUST A FRIEND, YOU WOULD’VE CUT THIS RELATIONSHIP A LONG TIME AGO!”

“I ALREADY TOLD YOU! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO GOT INTO THIS MESS.”

“AND YOU COULD HAVE STOPPED ME! BEST FRIENDS ARE SUPPOSED TO ADVISE EACH OTHER WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING STUPID!”

“BUT WHY IS IT THAT I’M GETTING ALL THE BLAME?”

“BECAUSE I AM STUPIDLY, BLINDLY, IN LOVE WITH YOU!”

“SO BLAME YOURSELF!”

“I can’t believe you y/n. You’re actually the most selfish person I’ve ever met,” he gritted coldly. 

“LOOK, IF YOU HATE ME SO MUCH, WHY DO YOU TOLERATE ME?” you screamed, tears blurring out your already limited vision

“BECAUSE YOU WERE MY GUIDING LIGHT!” he yelled, kicking at the nearby drawers “YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE KEEPING ME SANE DURING TRAINEE DAYS. YOU KEPT ME SANE FROM THE SPOTLIGHT OF BEING AN IDOL!”

Minho didn’t seem to realize what he said, but your eyes widened as the words echoed in your head.

you were my guiding light

misinterpreting your silence for something else, minho laughed, mockingly. his eyebrows furrowed as he averted his gaze from yours to the remaining framed pictures on the counter

“y/n, just hate me.” he whispered, clenching and unclenching his hands. “Hate me please and I’ll disappear from your life. I’m so sorry for thinking this would work out.”

you didn’t answer

you couldn’t answer

Minho got mad and was about to repeat but when looking back at you, he noticed your change in expression and inability to speak

“why are you—”

so he frowned thinking back to what just happened within the last minute

you were my guiding light

you guys awkwardly stared at each other before you inched forward and before he knew it, you were burying your face into his neck

“i’m sorry,” you choked out, clutching at his shirt “I’m so sorry.”

He was in a state of shock. He couldn’t respond to the tears running down his body or your words as he replayed that moment over in his head.

you were my guiding light.

the same words five words he traced under his finger for so long, envying the person who will sooner or later say it to you

He is your soulmate.

When the realization finally sunk and your tears hasn’t stopped, he slowly wrapped his arms around you, picked you up and headed towards your bed.

Minho didn’t let go of you as the two of you went to sleep that night.

your parents were surprised, but absolutely relieved it’s Minho

you were waiting for so long they were starting to worry

same with Minho’s parents

but when the two of you phoned them about the news, they immediately called each other, ranting about how long they were waiting

“if we waited this long for them, how long do you think we have to wait for the wedding?”

“at this point, Minho might be the last to marry out of his group”

“havent Minho and Y/N been dating for the longest time though?”

“if it took the world that long to reveal to Y/N that Minho is their soulmate, I don’t have trust in Minho anymore”

“oh you right”

when the boys found out,

seungmin was the first to react, yelling “THANK THE L O R D I DON’T KNOW WHAT I WOULD’VE DONE IF FATE DECIDED TO SCREW THIS UP.”

Changbin started screaming

Hyunjin had such a big grin and was unable to say anything

he later came up to you and side-hugged you, saying a quick “finally”

“yeah haha, finally.”

chan made fun of minho

“yoU WERE MY GUIDING LIGHT? CHEESY”

“YOU SAW THE TATTOO FOR THE LAST SEVEN YEARS”

“I DIDN’T THINK YOU’D BE THE ONE SAYING IT AHAHAAHHAHAHA” and chan proceeded to squeeze Minho and shake him around

“congrats bro, you get your happy ending”

So, life continued.

Military enlistment came and gone.

Stray Kids began to get married.

And one day,

“Y/N, will you marry me?”

[seungcheolsthighsss]

Park Chanyeol Police Officer AU

Yall dirty minded chanyeol stans this ones for youuuuu, get ya holy water ready boys and girls and join me on this rollercoaster of emotions ;) { the imagine is long  soooo if yall are just here for the smut part you can skip the flashback but if yall want to find out how you and officer park meet i suggest reading the flashback;) }

Member/Group : EXO’s Park Chanyeol Genre: smut Warnings: BDSM

* FLASHBACK *

 You were just about to leave work and close up the shop when you had heard a very important message on the news. The message was stating that their was a man around his 40s, brown hair , dark eyes, was roaming around on the streets and he was no in his right mind. Of course you were immediately scared and did not want to walk home, You also did not wanna walk home because you knew you would be walking home alone and with some guy roaming around in the streets you did not want to even move from the shop. You knew that you had no choice but to walk home so you grabbed everything that you had at work and began to lock up the shop.  You started to walk home with an uneasy feeling in your stomach almost like their were butterflies in your stomach, but not the good kind of butterflies.  Halfway through your walk home when you had felt that you made it through the night with out witnessing or finding the creepy guy the news had warned people about you remembered you had to walk by an alley way soon on your route home. You stomach dropped when you remembered this, of course this was not a problem before or even when it is daylight out but because of the news, you were terrified to walk by the alley. However you kept telling yourself that you would be okay, it worked for a bit before you had realized that someone was talking in the alley way and as stupid as it was you looked down. Your stomach had probably dropped for the hundredth time that night. You saw that the guy the news had warned you about was holding a knife to the others guys face. You immediately called the police knowing that the victim would not be able to even move a muscle “ hello yes hi there is an emergency on 24th street and i’m pretty sure it is the guy the news was looking for, No sir i am not in danger myself but a man that i assume was passing by is” after they had told you everything would be okay and they were on their way you calmed down a little and was no longer scared to walk home after. You looked down the alley way and you saw that the victim was now alone, this freaked you out because what would u tell the police officers. Would you say he had ran off?, Say that he had left the guy alone and went about his night?. Your thoughts were interrupted by someone holding your wrist “ so Missy you like to be a snitch don’t you, calling those dumb police officers to come save you and your little friend”.

You wanted to tell him off and push him off you, but who were you kidding you were to weak and scared to do anything. All you could do was pray and hope that the police showed up soon that way this psycho man would not be able to hurt you. “maybe ill just have to show you a lesson to not fuck with a man like me” you saw him pull out his pocket knife once again and press the cold metal against your neck. At this point you were in tears to scared of what he would do to you. “please just let.. let me go please i didn’t do anything to you “, “oh but you did , you called those dumbass cops and now i’m gonna go back to that fucking jail” with every word he was pressing the knife slightly harder against your neck. You felt the little cut developing further and further. Suddenly the pain and pressure stopped “SIR STAY ON THE GROUND AND DO NOT MOVE” you opened your eyes and were relieved to see the cops handling the situation and you no longer in danger. There was 3 officers two male and one lady. The ladys name was “ji su” from what you could read from her name tag and the officer helping her was named “ Kim Jong In “ the other male officer was the one who was coming up to you “hello miss i am officer Park are you hurt in any way “ you were both still in shock of what happened but also in shock because the officer was extremely good looking. You knew you should not have been thinking things like this during a serious time but you could not help but notice and take in how good this man looked in his uniform. “um just a little cut but I am pretty sure it is nothing to stress about”. However Officer park had seen that there was a good amount of blood dripping down your neck “ oh my god your bleeding “ he said swiping the blood of your neck with his thumb. “maybe you should come back to the station we can fix up that lil cut up plus we will have to ask you questions anyways” he said. You don’t know why but you got flustered maybe it was from his touch or because he was just so god dam attractive. “um okay” he gave you a small smile. Officer ji su and Jong In were in one car with the victim and you were in the other with officer park. There was a weird silence but he broke it “so before i start to go all officer on you in the station why don’t we get to know each-other” you couldn’t help but smile “sounds good to me” “well to start off i am Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol” he said as you were stopped at a red light “ i am (Y/N), (Y/N) Y/L/N)” you smiled at him. You noticed that he kept stealing quick glances at you. and you felt yourself blushing. “your a very cute girl (Y/N) its a shame that the crazy man hurt you” in that moment you felt your face go completely red. Chanyeol looked away but you saw the smirk plastered across his face.

END OF FLASHBACK

and that’s how you now arrived to the police station and you both climbed out of the cruiser and walked into the police station. You sat in Officer Parks office and waited for him to grab all the paper work he needed in order to write down the questions he needed to ask. You had to admit seeing him sitting in front of you in that police uniform, you almost thought that god had finally blessed you with a hot man in your life because you did a good dead and you were nottttt mad at allll. “so (Y/N) im just going to ask a few questions and just answer according to yourself and what happened at the crime scene “ you nodded your head stealing a few glances at his body , he was pretty tall, nice legs, a nice butt too he was legit a whole package “i know you like what you see but lets get through the questions first alright” he smirked at you and you nodded your head “okay so first off why did the criminal attack you?”. You told him that it was because he heard you call the cops after all the serious questions of where you were the whole day, the type of connection you had with the victim and things like that. But then his questions got a little more personal “Are you currently seeing anyone?” “no officer “. Once you said that you swear you swear you saw his eyes light up. “would you like to be seeing someone?” he asked while biting his lip. In that moment you were instantly turned on “why don’t we finish this interview tmrw” you nodded your head he put the papers he was holding down and walked to the door and locked it “just in case” he said and you knew what would come next and you were not going to stop it. Chanyeol had walked to you and put his built arms on each side of the chair his body now hovering over yours. He smirked before placing his plump lips on your neck leaving little marks. You couldn’t let out a little moan half because of his lips but also because you had found him so hot from the beginning and now with him hovering over you, you couldn’t help but be turned on. he pulled away crashing his lips onto yours. His lips were hunger for you to kiss back but you being the tease you are you didn’t kiss back right away which only caused him to place a hand on one of your breast applying pressure eager to get you to both kiss back and to hear your moan again. His kisses became a lot harder and more aggressive but you were not complaining. “officer park I don’t think this is very professional” you said with a smirk, as you now pushed Chanyeol in to the chair and you were now the one hovering over top of him and you pulled his handcuffs out of his back pocket and twirled them around your fingers “maybe i will have to punish you” you saw his eyes light up as if he got an idea “i am the officer here so i think it is my job to put these on you. Chanyeol started to rip your shirt off you and the slowly pulled your pants and panties off you he then handcuffed your arms behind your back “ah what to do with someone so beautiful and sexy” he bite hip lips, his lips now on your chest working his ways down all the way to your hips to your inner thigh stopping inches away from just where you wanted him but when you thought that he was gonna eat you out you were immediately wrong when he inserted him self into you without a warning and thrusting fast and hard without giving you time to adjust but you did not even care having Chanyeol thrust into hard was giving you so many good feelings and he was for sure hitting all your good spots making you moan more and more with each trust “what a tight girl” Chanyeol was grabbing your hips holding you up as he thrust more and more into you, his big hands holding your hands with a tight grip leaving slight scratch marks. Chanyeol started to kiss you roughly as he thrusted into you just turning you on more and more, his hands now moving from your hips to your ass grabbing it tightly. Your hands chained up was now making you beg Chanyeol to let them free so you could use them to pull chanyeols hair and give him pleasure to he saw this and smirked knowing that you were turned on and frustrated. Just as you were going to hit your climax chanyeol pulled out smirking at you and freeing your hands from the handcuffs “what a shame “ he said walking away but before Chanyeol  could leave you all turned on you pushed him into the chair now taking the handcuffs into your hands “I don’t think so officer maybe you should learn how to do your job for now I will show” you handcuffed Chanyeols arms to the chair you kissed him eager to make him moan and make him say your name. you unbuttoned his uniform shirt and placed kisses all over his chest and made your way down to waist band “hmmm what to do what to do” you said as you brushed your hand against bulge and you heard him take a sharp intake of breath. You began to take off his pants and boxers and you just smirked you spread his legs open and took his cock into your mouth running your tongue over the tip making him moan “dam (Y/N) oh my oh” he stopped halfway as you started to take all of him into your mouth bobbing your head up and down making him now moan way more and more you looked up at him and say him throwing his head back and closing his eyes tight “im going to cum “ he said you just smirked and bobbed your head faster as your hands worked moving up and down and finally he had cummed. you smirked up at him wiping your mouth “and that’s how it’s done officer Park” you un cuffed his hands and once again his lips were on yours biting you lip and swiping his tongue across your lips asking for entrance which you gladly gave he slipped two fingers into you “im not the only one who should cum today” he said with a wink you closed your eyes his fingers working fast and once again hitting all the right spots it didn’t take you long to cum due to all the stimulation you had before. Once you cummed chanyeol licked his fingers you both got dressed again and he looked you up and down and handed you his number “we should definitely go out again” and with that he slapped your ass as you walked out you could not stop smiling at what had just happened. I guess you could say that night was farrrrr from boring and by the looks of it the rest of your nights would not be boring either

 welp this took me at least two days to write i wanted to make sure that all yall chanyeol fans would be satisfied and i hope you guys are feel free to send in requests because my inbox is dryyyyyyyy love all of you <3<3