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sunoooism · 1 month

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› summary : what txt do when you're feeling sad ! (separately)

› fluff , comfort / wc: 691

› warnings : mentions of sadness, little bit of crying, a few kisses, hand holding, not proofread, gn!reader. muias writing comeback ?? 😓 literally praying this shows up in tags caused it's queued. ALSO, I WILL NOT HAVE ANY PORRIDGE SLANDER.

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choi yeonjun

→ cooks for you

you sniffle as yeonjun places a bowl of porridge in front of you, wiping your watery eyes with the ends of your knitted jumper. "thanks, 'jun."

"of course, pretty." he smiles, leaning down to dab at your damp cheeks. you let him do it for you, his touch so delicate, as though he thought you'd crack without it. he finished his ministrations with a tender kiss to your puffy cheek.

"'m gonna get some jam for your porridge."

your face lights up a little. "raspberry ?"

you can hear yeonjun chuckle as he rummages around your cupboards, fetching an unopened jar of jam before he makes his way back to you and your steaming bowl of oats.

"duh, what else." his lips quirk up as he let a dollop of the sweet spread melt into your food.

choi soobin

→ takes you on a walk

you let out a yawn, the chilly air filling your lungs as you continued strolling down the narrow road with your boyfriend. his gloved hand was tightly clutching yours, making sure to keep you on the inside of the pathway and away from moving cars.

"you look so cute, all bundled up like that." soobin chuckles, staring down at you with his scarf and earmuffs practically swallowing you whole. and a fluffy coat that fell past your knees just like he insisted.

"I really think you should have worn gloves like I said..."

"binnie, I'm fine, I promise." you smile lovingly, leaning against his side as he kept your hands warm in his. with him, you already felt better and your heart a little lighter.

choi beomgyu

→ tries to cheer you up with his jokes

"what ? you didn't think that one was funny ?"

he's grinning, and you're trying your absolute hardest not to as well. your hardest wasn't enough though, apparently.

as soon as Beomgyu sees your lips quirk up —even if it's the smallest smile to ever exist— he's wrapping you in his arms and squeezing tightly.

"ah, see ! you do think I'm funny !"

it's not even the joke itself that makes you laugh. his smile is contagious, and even if you wanted to stay sad and wallow in self pity some more you couldn't, he wouldn't let you.

"mmm, maybe a little..." your arms slip around his waist, squeezing him back as you sigh contently into his warmth.

kang taehyun

→ reads to you

you gazed up at taehyun as your head rested on his chest. just simply admiring him while he read to you. his voice was gentle and soft, adoring brown eyes flicking across the page. you had always loved when he'd read to you, especially when you were feeling down. he always managed to help.

he stole a quick glance at you, wondering if you'd maybe fallen asleep because of your stillness and silence. but when he caught you staring he let a small smile stretch out on his lips.

"do I have somethin' on my face ?" taehyun chuckles, placing a thumb in-between the pages of the book so as to not lose his place. you smile in return and brought a hand up to the hair which framed his face, tucking it away from his eyes and behind his ear.

"no. jus' wanted to look at you."

he grins, pressing a chaste kiss to the tip of your nose before continuing to read to you.

huening kai

→ doesn't let go of you

your room was blanketed with darkness, soft breaths and whispers of sweet nothings filled your head. the gentle scent of kai's cologne wafted around the cozy room. your boyfriend had you pressed against his chest, and he made sure to keep you close when he tangled his legs with yours.

"are you feeling a bit better ?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he let his thumb draw circles on your lower back. you hum at the soothing action, sighing contently into his chest.

"mhm, 'm feelin' a little better. thank you, hyuka."

kai smiles and presses a warm kiss to the top of your head, pulling you even closer until your nose was pressed into the juncture of his neck. the two of you lay there with one another in a comfortable silence, exchanging tender and chaste kisses as the melancholic feeling faded from your body.

©sunoooism

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taeiun · 5 months

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just a little sick with love.

synopsis: it spills out too fast; hard to contain this blurted confession about you (in other words, txt when asked about you during an interview)

who: txt's choi line x gn!reader

categories: a little smth extra fluffy, interview style scenarios

warnings: might be ooc here? reader is referred to as "pretty" and "beautiful" a few times (not in a physical appearance context really), love and babe and jagiya are used as petnames, use of "yn" in the fic, mentions of food and drinks

word count: 0.9k

interviewer: ...but, while we’re on the topic of romance, i’ve heard through the grapevine that you’re currently in a relationship. now, i’m just dying to know, and i’m sure the viewers are too, about who you’ve been seeing so, what can you tell us about them?

✧ YEONJUN !

yeonjun: well to start, they’re the love of my life. [he laughs and runs a hand through his hair with a hum] they understand me in ways no one else would, not even the other members. i can be choi yeonjun with them, you know? not just an idol on stage, not just yeonjun of tomorrow x together. being with them… it’s like walking into a cold room after being out in the sun all day.

interviewer: aw, that’s sweet! how did you get to meet them?

yeonjun: i spilt my drink on them. [he smiles sheepishly] i was in a rush and wasn’t looking where i was going. we bumped into each other and i ruined their shirt. i offered to pay for a new one but the thing about yn is that they’re stubborn. they refused so i asked if could take them out lunch instead. things kind of went from there.

yeonjun: now, they send me tiktoks and reels that remind them of me when we’re away on tour. they surprise me with roses after a show win and always welcome me with a smile, no matter how tired they are. yn is the best thing that’s happened to me and i can’t see myself without them.

interviewer: wow sounds like i might need to sweep them off their feet for myself! [the interviewer laughs]

yeonjun: [he lets out a tense chuckle that ends in a sigh] ah… yeah no, tough luck buddy. they’re mine and always will be.

✧ SOOBIN !

soobin: hmm [he takes a moment to choose his words carefully] where do i begin? [the interviewers laughs] yn is my other half. i don’t really know how else to explain it other than that. they’re effortlessly kind and the nicest person i’ve ever met. they never fail to cheer me up after a long day and are so understanding of my needs. sometimes i think they know me better than i know myself. [he laughs]

interviewer: when did you know they were the one?

soobin: i think i knew we were going to work out for sure when the group and i first went on tour. yn took care of odi for me and sent me video updates. they don’t like recording their voice so i asked them why they sent videos instead of pictures and messages. they replied, “because i know you can’t sleep soundly without hearing my voice, soobin.” i was already in love before then but i think that only grew after hearing those words.

interviewer: if you had to pick between your partner and your career, which would you choose?

soobin: i think that’s an unrealistic question to ask. yn made it clear that they’d never make me pick between our relationship and my idol life. they said i deserved to be happy, to receive the good things in life. for the longest time, i thought i could only have one or the other, a relationship or a successful career, and it wasn’t until i met them that i realized those things could coexist. they’re my biggest supporter and i couldn’t be more grateful for that.

✧ BEOMGYU !

beomgyu: oh, y/nnie! [he visibly brightens] it’s crazy. even though we’ve been dating for a while now, sometimes i wake up and i’m like [beep]... i’m actually dating them. they’re so sweet to me. i’m starting to get cavities from just how kind they are. [he and the interviewer laugh]

interviewer: why them? what is it about your partner that caught your eye?

beomgyu: oh it had to have been their smile. they have the prettiest smile i’ve ever seen and their eyes crinkle in the corners when they do. their laugh is the most beautiful thing i’ve heard. i’d play it on loop twenty four seven if i could. their happiness is infectious. i’ll let you in on a little secret [he leans in, forearms resting on his thighs as he moves to fake whisper to the interviewer] sometimes, they’ll dance and sing around the kitchen when they think im not watching. [he laughs, leaning back in his seat] they probably have way more blackmail on me though.

interviewer: would you say you’re happy?

beomgyu: i’m the happiest i’ve ever been. yn… they make everything i do worth it. i don’t know what i’d do without them. i wish they could see themselves through my own eyes because i think they’re the most stunning and beautiful, in every meaning of that word, person on the planet.

bonus:

interviewer: is there anything you’d like to say to your partner back home?

yeonjun: hey, babe! i hope you haven’t forgotten about our one year anniversary coming up. [he says in a teasing voice] you better be taking care of yourself properly while i’ve been gone. [he smiles warmly] i miss you. tour is almost done, love. i’ll be seeing you very soon.

soobin: i hope you’re doing well, love. you better be asleep when this program is airing and i don’t want to see a single text message from you until it’s morning in your time zone. you can get more work done when you’re well-rested. [he smiles] just a little longer, dear. i’ll be home soon.

beomgyu: yn! i can’t wait to see you again, jagiya. there’s so much to tell you and i miss stealing the blanket from you when we sleep. [his expression drops to a serious, but playful one] i’m cashing in that cuddling coupon you gave me for my birthday last year when i get back and expect top tier service.

^ . _ . ^ !? hehe was inspired by a couple cute insta reels that came up on my for you. next txt post will be for ot5 hopefully as long as i have the time

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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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starry night in your eyes

a/n. i wrote this at like 2am so……. yeah

summary. taehyun notices you’re sitting alone outside while everyone else is having fun at the ball

the coldness of the air makes taehyun shiver, even though he’s wearing warmer clothes than you. heck, your shoulders are bare and he’s even got a coat on him right now.

the sound of his steps should make you snap back to reality but you were just too deep in thoughts that it simply didn’t.

“are you okay?”

he sits down next to you, on the steps. they are cold too.

taehyun follows your gaze that’s just stuck in front of you – looking at the midnight sky sprinkled with stars.

“you should be back there, having fun you know?” he hums, realising how distant you were right now; the fog in your eyes making him wonder what’s on your mind.

“no one told me i look pretty”

there’s a sharp pain in his heart, almost as if someone shot it with an arrow.

you slowly look at him, sending him a soft smile. you gulp, the tears balancing at your waterline shining in the moonlight. the wind whistles loudly, making you shiver once again.

taehyun’s lips part and you grab the hem of your dress to play with it.

“you do look pretty. not just tonight. you’re the most breathtaking person i’ve ever seen” he breaths out, making you freeze “and it hurts me so much that you don’t hear it as often as you should”

he grabs your hand. slowly but gently his larger and warmer fingers interlock with yours.

“but i will change that. if you let me”

you finally gain the courage to look at him. and you’re met with his loving smile as well as the stars reflecting in his eyes.

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scintillasofbeomgyu · 10 months

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you are in love | c.yj

pairing: choi yeonjun x reader. genre(s): fluff, comfort. wc: 952. warnings: anxiety implied, reader is having a tough time. an: art is from pinterest, cr to the artist always! also idk what i was doing with this but !! enjoy

water is gushing from the faucet in the bathroom. you’re sitting on the toilet lid with your knees pulled into your chest, your face buried between them. your shoulders are shaking, but the faucet is loud enough to delete any other sounds from reaching your ears. it is cold, dark and grey in the tiled room.

you hear your apartment door unlock; you freeze. keys drop at the table by the door, and there is the dull sound of a bag hitting the floor. with haste, you hop off the seat and tuck your hair out of your face. you take generous amounts of water into your palms from the basin, and wash your face. the water is icy cold, but you hope it’ll remove any traces of what you just did from your face. you turn the water off.

there isn’t a sound coming from inside your apartment, and as you dry your face you wonder if you had misheard.

when you open the door, light and warmth stream in. he’s standing there, with a smile so big his cheeks are pushing his eyes into crescents. his hair is longer since you last saw him. he has some tucked behind his ears, but his grown out, black bangs frame his face. from their crescent shaped homes, his dark eyes are looking at you. they see you.

“hey.”

against your will, tears well in your eyes. you’re so happy to see him, but you don’t move. you can’t. your limbs feel heavy.

his beautiful smile morphs into a frown and your heart sinks.

“what’s wrong, baby?” he steps into the bathroom with you and picks you up into his arms. he cradles your face in his neck, his fingers brushing through your hair until your breathing evens and you aren’t so overwhelmed anymore.

he presses a kiss into your hair and you close your eyes, feeling him piece your heart back together again.

“i missed you so much, yeonjun.” you whisper, and you feel him shiver.

“i missed you too, baby.” his arms tighten around you. “a month is a long time to be without you.”

“shouldn’t you be resting right now? i’d understand if you visited tomorrow instead of today, you know.”

he walks you to the counter and sits you on the top. his hands are on either side of your thighs, except when he uses one to wipe away the wetness from your eyes. his eyes are on yours again. he places a lingering kiss on your lips that you sigh into.

when he pulls back, his eyes look a little heavier. “i want to be here. i never feel more at peace than when I’m with you.”

your eyes drop to the floor. “isn’t it exhausting?”

“what?” he arches a brow.

you struggle to say it, it has always been difficult for you to share these things with him. not because yeonjun isn’t there for you, but because of how scared you are to be vulnerable.

“everything?” you shrug and huff out a laugh. you try and appear nonchalant, “i mean we’ve only been going out for a few months, i’d understand if you realised you didn’t want to be with me anymore. it can be exhausting with me. you’ve already got this full schedule and then i come along — i’m just being realistic.”

you expect the mood to plummet, for him to become upset and angry, defensive. but while you talk, he watches you attentively. he brushes the hair from your face and looks into your eyes as if he sees you as you are.

“i love you.”

he says it with a smile on his lips, like he’s sure of it. it takes your breath away and you’re feeling lightheaded and like there are a thousand knots pulling tight in your belly. your mind is blank and you have no idea what to say. those words, they echo in your mind.

you love him too, you know you do. but it’s frightening. it’s frightening to think of what saying that single sentence opens you up to. to hurt, to pain. to a love that is so powerful you don’t know what you’d be able to do without once it’s there. you don’t want yeonjun to feel like he has to be trapped here with you.

but his eyes tell you they know. then he does too.

“i will spend every day of my life making sure you know how much i love you, and never tire of it. loving you isn’t a chore, it is the easiest thing in the world for me. making you happy? i wouldn’t exchange that for all the riches and fame in the world.” he kisses your nose and pulls you close. “i love you because i want to. and i have so much of it to give you, baby.”

for the first time in days, it feels like you can breathe.

you could’ve sworn it was dark in this room before he was here. that the tiles were cold and it was rainy outside. but honey rays of a setting sun peak in through the blinds and fill the space with warmth. it reflects off the mirrors and tiles, and when yeonjun pulls back it reflects in his eyes too.

he rests his forehead on yours and takes your hands into his. he presses his lips to your knuckles, then places them on his chest. “it’s yours, you know. it has been from the moment you first smiled at me.”

your fingers grip his shirt and you pull him closer, kissing him until you’re sure your lips are swollen and your lungs are going to explode.

“i love you too.”

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nikizsb · 10 months

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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ all of the city ligths, never shine as brigth as your eyes . ✨️

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beom-s-author · 1 month

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txt reactions-when you got injured- hyung line

warnings: blood,broken bones,crying,fear,tears,cursing,

Choi Soobin

It was an extraordinary day. It was Txt's off day. Unlike other days, you woke up with Soobin in the morning. You decided to do something together. You decided to do something different today other than normal dates. Soobin took you ice skating. You put on your skates and started skating. The teacher came to you and showed you something. You didn't notice how time passed while you were laughing with Soobin. At the last moment, Soobin made a goofy move. While you were laughing at him, you didn't notice the training pad in front of yourself. It was too late for everything when you tripped and fell. You hit your leg hard on the icy floor. When Soobin turned to you with the voice, he saw you lying on the ground and writhing. The teacher came to you immediately. He noticed that your leg was starting to swell and was bruised. He guessed your leg was broken. It was like that anyway. They put your leg in a cast at the hospital.

Soobin was next to you in the hospital and was holding y hand. You looked at him and he was trying to sound reassuring. However, his concern was evident on his face. When you got home, Soobin dropped you on the couch. He placed your plastered leg on a pillow. When you looked at him and smiled, he gave you a soft smile that showed that he was there for you.

Choi Yeonjun

You were both sitting at your dorm. You were laughing to the tv show. Yeonjun was too loudy and you are also. You got too hungry while watching the film. You and him were trying to persuade each other to bring snacks. You played rock paper scissor. And you lost it . You all laughed .You got up to bring snacks. You opened the fridge. You put the snacks into the bowls but it slipped from your hands and fell down. You flinched with sound and stares at the floor. Your feet got some glass pieces into it and she stares at it. You saw some blood on it. You whine with little pain and slowly sit back. Yeonjun came when he hears the splash sound. "Honey..Okay okay don't move. We should go to hospital. It can be inside of your feet also. Let's go." You nodded and followed him. As they reach to hospital, the nurse examined you and picked some glass from your feet and bandaged. After all, you both went out. Yeonjun was all over you and babying you. He was hugging and pouting all day after you got injured. He was taking care of you like you hurted yourself too badly.

Choi Beomgyu

It was a very sunny day. You and him was outside with the guys. Hueningkai and Taehyun offered to make a football match. You made team as 3. You,Yeonjun and Hueningkai to Beomgyu, Soobin and Taehyun. You were always playing football with your dad until you started university. You thought it would be easy. But they guys are too much taller from you. You were looking at them while lifting your head. And now, you were playing football on the grassy place. You were running to the goal. Until Beomgyu bumoed at you. You fell onto your wrist. You whined with your pain. You got shocked when you looked at your hand. Your little finger discolated. You were shocked but not more than Beomgyu. Beomgyu run to you and picked you up. He stared at your little finger and rushed to the hospital. Thr nurse placed your finger back it's place and bandaged. You all went to your dorm. Beomgyu was still apologizing you even you said it is all fine. He was worried about you. He was holding your hand kissing it. You smiled at him...

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tmblrcolouredpaper · 2 months

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You Are Changing with TXT

life brings changes, and TXT is unconditionally, lovingly and supportively by your side (fluff)

5 member x reader scenarios in the form of bullet points TRIGGER WARNIG: hinting body dysmorphia, destructive habits, social anxiety, perfectionism, low self-worth wc: ca. 1740

deviders by @cafekitsune

YEONJUN

your body is changing and with that you have to get to know its new form

there are two major things that are affected in your daily life:

one thing is that you have a different capacity of moving through a day, a different sense of how you feel your body

Yeonjun will be by your side when you actively decide to workout, monitoring your capacity and reminding you to do it at your pace, letting you discover how your body currently works.

If you grow frustrated that one exercise is not as easy as it used to be, he reminds you that it is perfectly fine, that with lifestyle, mental and physical changes, you experience changes in almost every realm and that it is not a bad thing, just a natural one.

He motivates you, dries your tears, holds your hand to help you with your balance, but also to prove that you are not alone, that he literally got you.

Besides sports, he gives you an abundance of loving touches, massaging you, caressing you, cuddling you, he wants to make you feel your body comfortably, welcoming you in this world in every singly form you go through in life.

the other thing is how you perceive your vessel

Yeonjun will fund your new wardrobe. Clothes that fit and you feel confident in.

You might be uncomfortable with your current clothes, so he will make sure to not only express that you can take his, he will put a pile of clothes on the bed in the morning, so that you can simply reach out and put fabric with his scent on you.

If it’s a day you especially struggle, he will dress you himself, gently pushing sleeves over your arm and he will add kisses and hugs, letting you rest in his presence, to make sure to remind you of comfort’s existence when you initially cannot find yourself feeling comfortable in your skin.

If you enjoy going shopping by yourself he’ll give you money and lets you buy whatever you want. He will also always let some money in your pocket in case you spontaneously stumble upon a piece of fashion you find gorgeous, so you can get it right away.

If you want to go shopping, but you feel like you cannot handle it by yourself, seeing your unfamiliar reflection in the unflattering light of the changing rooms, he’ll join you and he will be rather picky with what you should get.

He will judge clothes with all of his honesty, keeping a high standard omnipresent, because you deserve the best of the best regarding the financial capacity he can provide.

Quality over quantity.

SOOBIN

you have built some habits that are rather destructive and you want to get rid of them

Soobin will first of all always listen to what you are telling him, quietly sitting next to you and nodding along you animately taking about what’s on your mind.

When it comes to actually working on getting rid of habits, let’s say, trying to not look at your phone first thing in the morning, he will observe you in the beginning without interfering.

Only when you grow frustrated, because you cannot manage to break the habit, he offers help that he only lives by when you accept it.

He’s help you come up with habit replacements, letting you switch off your alarm on your phone and immediately imitates the melody, making you laugh at first, but you join him.

He would ask you to do stuff, just so you can transition between moments without returning to the undesired habit.

In this case, he’ll ask you if you’d make him coffee, knowing that you love the scent of it.

So, slowly, but surely, you build a new routine excluding the tasks you dislikes and Soobin’s celebrating every step on the way to a slightly yet impactful different course of your day that allows you to go to bed more carefreely and at peace.

BEOMGYU

you used to be carefree in social realms, but people hurt you over and over again and even though you thought you would be able to handle it, you learnt that the past will eventually catch on and limit your abilities that you used to see as your irrefutable strong suits

Beomgyu knows you as being talkative and bubbly, joking with people and making them laugh. He watched you speaking to strangers, just because you found them interesting, asking them about what book they were reading and presented your current fav or where they got their jacket from, telling them that it would perfectly fit to your new pants.

He registers you becoming more and more timid, finding you sitting quietly, listening to the people around you and he waited for you to jump in with a horrible pun you would spontaneously come up with just for the joy of it, but you do it less and less.

When you have to prepare for a presentation, he watches you practicing it the same way you used to, but has a message on his phone, asking if he can pick you up, at a time that he expects you to still be in class.

He learns that you are not doing well in talking in front of people anymore and embraces you after the presentation, holding your shaking hands and caressing your palm with his fingers in a rhythm that you can use to match your breathing with.

When people talk over your quiet voice, strength not vocalize your thoughts needing to be build up every time you want to say something, he will speak up to ask you directly what you wanted to say during a break of conversation and even when no opportunity arises in that moment, he will make sure to ask you later on, so that you can tell at least him.

He wants to make sure, you will always have someone who listens to your thought, regardless whether you bring them out all shy and quiet or loud and excited.

At days you really cannot bring yourself to speaking without tearing up, he offers you to write.

Sometimes you put only key-words onto the paper and let him talk about whatever comes to his mind, nodding in agreement or shaking your head in disagreement, to convey your connotation in the most minimalistic way possible.

At other times you write whole essays in your diary and let it open on your bed, a signal for Beomgyu to have concerns to read through your thoughts.

Beomyu will not be less entertained by you. You are still the same funny and exhilarating person you used to be, you just express yourself differently and that is fine. Outgoing or not outgoing, you are just as valid as always and the world changes and as do you.

TAEHYUN

you used to be academically high achieving, but now life is not as favorable for being able to focus on studying like you knew it

you struggle with two things:

one is that academic validation used to be your evidence for being smart and without good grades you doubt your own intellect, causing you to feel insecure and stupid

Taehyun will ask you for your expertise often.

Even if you feel like your knowledge is not profound enough, he will assure you that you are valuable regardless of what numbers on paper say.

He asks you a lot about your hobbies, just to listen to you rant about topics in such depths that not only he finds inspiration and knowledge, but you do yourself, having fun with what your brain is capable of instead of only harassing it for productivity.

the other thing is that you used to have high goals that required good grades, but now you find yourself with the unfamiliarity of not envisioning the same future for you anymore and you do not know what do do and where to go, lost the sense of what you actually want

Taehyun loves to daydream with you, just talking about everything and anything, fantasizing about the most unrealistic ideas, because he believes that there is always to an access the making reality similar to fantasy. You only have to return to thinking realistically, adding the valuable pinch of fantasy into your daily life.

That is how he helps you exploring yourself.

Besides that, he will take you to new places and into new situations, also familiar places and situations, and lets you evaluate those, looking out for whether you enjoyed it and what specifically, so that you find orientation in what makes you currently happy.

Even if you find yourself discovering something that makes you feel embarrassed, he will react in excitement, infecting you with the curiosity of who you are right now rather than who you used to be and he will love you with every new thing you embody and says goodby to everything you decide to let go with utmost thankfulness.

KAI

you used to make sure to not be an inconvenience for people, but you grew sick of unnecessarily considering everything and everyone around you without considering yourself

Kai likes you being easy-going, but he hates seeing it situations not being easy-going for you, you giving so much with nothing in return, aware that he cannot just expect you getting everything without asking for anything.

You might worry that you turn out being too much, too high maintenance if you start claiming requirement, so Kai suggests that you start with verbalizing your wishes and expectation to him more nonchalantly, calling him out for not tidying up after him or directly asking him to get you a pretty rose, you see in a flower shop.

He reminds you that people around you are autonomous individuals and can decline requests or compromise with you when you feel like you might be too harsh and careless.

Kai will comfort you when you are uncomfortable and not able to stick up for yourself, following people’s preferences that do not go against your own and he lets you rant and be annoyed and embrace the emotions until you realize again that you can take action and protect your well-being and that you deserve to do so.

He proudly watches you becoming more confident and carrying yourself with a better sense of responsibility and respect and he himself grow, inspired and motivated by you.

comments are highly appreciated 🤗

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ryxiez · 1 year

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Not A Walk In the Park

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Genera ➛ angst (no part 2 yet)

Pairing ➛ idol!Yeonjun x nonidol!reader

Word Count ➛ 1.05k

Warnings ➛ swearing, yelling, belittling the reader, (other angst stuff). Nicknames like baby and my love.

AN: I don’t see myself writing a second part any time soon, so for now it’s going to be left open ended

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Fighting wasn't a usual occurrence between the two of you. Communication was something you both valued. You guys even took pride in being good at ever since your relationship started. However, that fact didn't seem to apply to today.

Things were said that either neither of you meant, the words thrown around almost as if they meant nothing. But, the sting was real.

It happened to be a long day for you, wanting nothing more than to curl up into your boyfriends arms for the rest of the night and sleep. It always helped you forget the rest of the world for a while when he would hold you tight.

On the other hand, Yeonjun seemed to have extremely different plans.

He himself had a long day but his consisted of constant vocal and dance rehearsal. He just wanted some time to himself to think. Not about anything in particular yet everything at the same time.

However, Yeonjun had trouble vocalizing that today. He was overstimulated and didn't know how to explain was he was feeling in sensible words. As a result things took an awkward turn.

You pushed the door to your shared apartment quickly, throwing your bag aside and kicking off your shoes like you usually do, letting out a deep sigh.

Yeonjun sat with his back to you on the couch, he had his hands in his lap and his head held down. His long black hair covering the look on his face. The news channel was on, but the volume was on mute, something that was very unusual.

To you it looked like your boyfriend could use some cuddles. Maybe you were a bit bias because you wanted them yourself, but when you threw your arms around him from behind, you thought nothing more of it.

On the other hand, he became agitated immediately, his posture straightening back up fast as he reached around himself to push you away.

"Baby?... What's the matter my love?" You were confused when you asked, walking around to the other side of the couch so you could see his face clearly.

You tried to reach out for his hands that were again placed in his lap balled up into fists, wanting to hold them for reassurance. But his face scrunched up in disgust.

He harshly swatted away your hands, "Why do you always have to be so fucking clingy all the time... jeez!" He said loudly with an exaggerated sigh as he stood up from the couch.

"Excuse me?" You asked defensively, your own emotions starting to bubble up as you took a step back from his towering figure.

"You heard me. Just fuck off and leave me alone, I'm tired. I don't need you making it worse like you always do." He grumbled, now walking away from you.

Now it was your turn to be upset, he couldn't just say things like that and expect everything to be all okay.

"Your not the only one who gets to have hard days around here Mr. 'I'm more Important"' you shot back.

You had to admit, you were being childish, but it was hard to think rationally when all your feelings started crumbling. You were only trying to be nice and this is how he repays you?

"See! There you go again, blaming me for everything! Last time I checked, your not the idol around here. You just work some god damn low life job and get away with it because your in a relationship with me." He yelled, rolling his eyes and continuing to walk to your shared bedroom. He slammed the door shut without another word.

You groaned in frustration after the loud slam reverberated through the house, he's never raised his voice at you before let alone insult you like that.

You didn't want to think anymore once you felt the tears already start to fill your water line. You knew you had to leave, at least for the night, swearing that you would suffocate if you stayed there any longer.

Putting on your shoes quickly, your adrenaline running fast, you made your way out of the apartment. you couldn't think straight as thoughts flooded your mind.

'I'm I annoyingly clingy?' 'Does he really think I'm just using him for money?' 'Does he think he's actually that much better than me?' And worst of all... 'Did he fall out of love?'

Letting your feet take the lead and your brain take a back row seat, you had no idea where you were going.

You had nowhere to go. Nobody to run to. You uprooted your whole life for Yeonjun, moving away from your family and friends so you both could find a place closer to his own job at the studio. He was the only safe space you knew., but he went and threw it all away with just a few words.

It was getting dark, but by now you had an idea of where you wanted to go. There was a park a few blocks away, a very beautiful one at that. One that you had many dates at with Yeonjun, but that's besides the point.

By the time you made it there, you weren't running anymore. Tears stained your cheeks and you were out of breath. You don't remember letting them fall because you tried to hold them back, but you felt better getting them out.

Finding a secluded bench, in the corner of a small flower field, you felt a little bit better curling up onto it. Your knees curled into your chest as the small lamp on the path illuminated the flowers around you. They calmed you momentarily until a sob escaped your throat when you remembered why you were here in the first place.

- To Be Continued

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mapofthemazeinthemirror · 8 months

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Boyfriend Huening Kai soft thoughts

Totally not fuelled by me sitting in my bed surrounded by plushies and thinking about having a plushie play date with Hyuka, I'm very adult

☆ gender neutral reader

Boyfriend Huening who remembers every single one of your plushie's names, what they mean to you and when you need which one.

When he comes home to find you on the couch, so upset you don't even notice him enter the apartment, he heads straight to your room and comes back with an armful of stuffed animals, a mixture of yours and his. He organises them around you so they sit beside you on the couch, the ones that mean the most and the ones that have been with you the longest right at your side; the ones belonging to him are your favourites from his collection, the ones you always beg to babysit while he is away. You finally look up at him and though you've clearly been crying, there's a light in your eyes just for him, seeing what he's done.

He sits on the floor at your feet with a gentle smile before pulling something out of his pocket. It's the brush that you reserve only for sprucing up your fluffy friends. Kai knows you so well, knows that the act of brushing your plushies is soothing and relaxing for you, and you almost feel better just by this act of love towards you. As you brush each one by one, Kai tells you what the plushie loves the best about you. That one loves the way you still laugh during movies even if you've seen it hundred times. That one admires that you're such a hard worker. This one? This one needed a while to pick just one favourite thing about you, do you want to know what it is? It's your big heart.

By the end of the task, you feel so much lighter than before, much better. You pull Huening up onto the couch with you and sink into his arms. He bestows a kiss to the side of your head and tells you he loves you the most.

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

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mysoncookie · 25 days

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TXT Must-Reads

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that's all for now, if you want more fanfic recs ask me on my page title and I'll gladly deliver, hopefully, if I'm not too busy

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huenation · 8 months

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who you are / csb

word count: 3,180

genre: soft angst, fluff, slice-of-life

warnings: not much happens in this and it’s almost a vent piece so you probably wont love this — mentions of nervousness, family issues, mc has a big family

synopsis: when soobin finally meets your family, he learns something about you (and he can’t help but love you more)

soundtrack: lovelovelove by baek yerin and can’t you see (acoustic) by matthew and the atlas

soobin is never home on weekdays in the mornings because of work, happily assisting the newbies at his barista job, since he’s been working there for three years now. he didn’t remember what nine am’s in his home looked like until now. he paces his hallway, awaiting your text message to let him know you’re outside to pick him up. it’s the big day after all, the one where he meets your family.

it’s been roughly eleven months since you both started dating and you’d just been introduced to soobin’s family a week earlier from now at a brunch. his sister and brother had finally decided to both visit his family home at the same time. despite the great harrowing pill of trepidation taken at meeting your boyfriend’s family, they had been so graciously welcoming and accepting of you. their questions were mere softballs, compliments and genuine interest in you that didn’t at all feel too much. you and soobin are familiar with the weight of stares, certain tones, and body language.

you had understood that floods of words could be conveyed through touch. being held by his family, a gripping hug, tearful thank you’s told you everything. it just meant a lot of love. soobin’s parents had embraced you so tightly that night, his mom more than kind and thankful when she held your hands and told you how special her son was to her, how dear you were to him and for that, she thought of you that much as well.

it all made sense that night on the drive home — it made you comfortable, knowing and seeing how soobin was raised well and so loved. he’s his own guy, but he is definitely a fragment of all those around him: infinitely precious.

so, when time allowed for him to meet your own family, despite the fear of jumping off your comfortable cloud into oblivion, you and he felt it was time. sure, he was beyond nervous when you both agreed to today as he’s currently anxious out of his mind, but you are, too. eye twitches, shivers, and that swirling pit in your stomach are all little footprints of this feeling.

really, as long as you have each other, just the knowing of it, that’s what matters.

he feels his phone vibrate and your contact name and picture pop up from a message that lets him know you’re outside. a small grin sprouts between his dimples at the sight of that photo. in it, you’re wearing his hoodie with the hood over your head so only your mouth is showing, a big smile worn. of course he had to set his contact photo as that. your contact name has your name with a single white heart.

just by seeing it, thinking of you… this warm feeling washes over his freezing shivers that wrack him from anxiety. you melt it away. you make a typo in your message as he’s already exiting his place, meeting you, stepping in your car, greeting you with a gentle but wide hug, kissing your cheek and thumbing the ends of your pretty eyelashes.

so, even if he’s nervous, you were able to do it, and it is about time, after all. he can do it. he holds your hand the entire way.

amazingly enough, the drive draws his anxieties away, your hand in his, and far too distracted by your chatter and the way his legs must bend to fit in your passenger seat. you chat about work or school, or something an online player from his game did that was funny, even jamming out to your shared playlist. but then when you start slowing down, pulling into a street, hitting stop signs, it gets quiet.

“we’re acting like we’re going to the police station…” you point out, sharing a little laugh with your boyfriend, whose eyes are bouncing around as they always do. there’s lots of cars down this specific street. it’s why you have to park just a little ways to your destination, beside the curb, soobin gaping at the environment and litter of cars that definitely signifies there’s a lot of people inside. the growing clamminess in his palms only intensifies.

“soobin, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, baby,” your small flame of reassurance has him turning back to you, a crease between his eyebrows and a pout on his cute lips. you have this effect; the world can start spinning far beyond a speed he can keep up with, but there you go, slowing things down. “what?” his question comes out a lot louder than intended, making you both laugh. “i wanna do this… i’m just nervous is all. that’s normal. i’ll be fine, babe.” you don’t seem satisfied with that, nodding and trying to smile it off. he sighs, deflating into the seat.

“i just… i don’t want to leave a bad impression on your family.” he mumbles, ears growing crimson. you coo and he scoffs a little, fake annoyance at your touched reaction. soobin’s legs are folded, knees pulled up high from his great height, but they also surround a gorgeous bouquet of flowers that sit in a timeless vase he bought. those familiar, luscious gardens are so full, you can even catch a glimpse of their edges and you’re down the street from them. all in all, it’s a very sweet gesture — you paid witness to him tracking down multiple florists and online shopping for a pretty vase.

“that’s how i felt about your family! and look what happened? i’m still alive and it’ll be the same for you!” you wrap your hands around his bicep in an effort to warm him up. your cheek presses on his shoulder. his head angles down and your eyes lock. oh he’s a very weak man when it comes to you.

“that’s not fair!”

“what is?”

he exhales, eyes dropping to your steering wheel.

“no one could hate you. you’re basically perfect!”

and if you’d been an anime character, your nose would’ve for sure bled. it’s silly how he thinks this way of you when he’s got it flipped. he doesn’t even know how special and loved and wonderful he is. to you, at the very least.

after giving soobin a few more moments to prepare, you both unload your car once he feels ready to enter.

he watches with rapture at the way you look around at what he is seeing for the first time. it’s different the way you do it. you look at things with familiarity and this far away look that can’t decide itself between nostalgia or simple history. soobin’s heart thumps something harder because he’s about to see who you came from and how you came to be.

the door opens once you knock and there’s a few kids lingering in the hallway, waving at you, staring a little too long at soobin. you introduce them as your younger cousins, and all hell breaks loose once you tell them it’s your boyfriend. soobin’s eyes grow so big at their loud excited voices, all asking questions about his height, if he loves you, if he has a lot of money, et cetera — all silly questions that feel like practice runs for when it comes to the adults. he allows himself to be shy, to stutter and make mistakes, expecting harsh reactions for doing so but your girl cousins simply coo and call him cute. the boys ask if he plays any games and right when an interesting conversation is about to start, you hear your mom’s voice before she makes her way over to you, grinning ear to ear.

looking down at others physically-wise is not new to him. he’s just been tall since he could remember, shy, too, might he add, so standing out isn’t a new concept. however, now as he meets your mom and slowly the rest of your immediate family bleed into the living room, he feels so exposed and naked, watching from above, like he can’t control his real body. he finds himself particularly scared. what grounds him is the way you hold his hand or link arms with him, turning your head all the way to face him, smiling at him like you’re the only two here. the littlest contact does wonders for him.

all good?

your eyes deliver this message in the shadows. his dimples flex.

all good.

for the first hour or so, it’s just introductions and endless flow of compliments. all your relatives call him cute, handsome, charming, and oh so very tall. he hides his blushes as best he can despite towering over you. everyone’s having dinner by the time you and he arrive, so you just assume your plates and eat at your own little table, talking and fighting the nervous sweats. soobin finds that the new foods he’s trying seem to distract him with how good they taste.

then, it gets a little… soobin doesn’t know how to put it. nor did he think it was his place to have an opinion. well, at least at first. one by one, some cousins and relatives come by to your table to get to know more about soobin. he gets flustered easily, so it was expected that he wouldn’t be able to handle everything perfectly. but, he did, not that he had a choice. you would be speaking for him, but they would cut you off, demanding he answer instead. you’d seemed flustered, apologizing, squeezing his palm and looking at him expectantly.

it became more than that.

soobin might not know the ins and outs of girl talk and well, the inner workings of your family, but he senses the backhandedness of the constant surprise your family members show at seeing you together. they choose their words incisively. his heart aches for you when they do so. your mom even jovially points out your flaws to contrast his strong points he’s only revealed to answer their question.

you just fight it off with an embarrassed grin, gripping onto soobin’s big hand from under the table.

there’s no place to try to even talk about what’s going on. not without any prying eyes following you or him. he has no ill feelings — well, maybe a little — towards your family, but he doesn’t understand why it is the way it is.

it’s getting awfully late, the party definitely running on momentum to carry on past the dead hours of the night, and you know it’s more than ready to begin bidding goodbyes. you rise from your chair, sparing soobin a tight smile, excusing yourself from your parents first before making any moves with soobin.

leaving seems a lost cause when you keep getting pulled aside by a relative or two. right when each conversation is done, your mom is calling you over to the kitchen to take leftovers. as you should.

it’s when he’s briefly alone, a few family members turn to him, simple questions on their tongue. his heart beats so fast and irregularly, but he somehow finds the strength to ask a few questions.

all he gets is one in, and somehow it is enough to answer a lot.

what were you like as a child?

he is met with inconsistencies or things that seem to be the opposite of you. they fumble softball questions, so obviously unaware of your hobbies, your favorite color, your passions, drawing assumptions of your character on the way they treated you as a kid. soobin smiles and nods, internally confirming his previous thoughts, though it makes his stomach ache at the thought of it.

sunshine comes around the corner in the form of you, speeding over with a large tupperware of food, nearly tripping with the bustling kids running around without care. your smile is stretched so big and he knows more than anything that it’s because you can’t wait to get out of there.

instead of excusing yourself individually from everyone with soobin like you’re supposed to, you both just get up and head to the door, waving and giving one big verbal goodbye. soobin holds the tupperware for you in one hand and he has your purse hanging over his shoulder, bowing his head a few times and smiling while you wave and keep saying bye until the door shuts behind you. you deflate with relief once it does that.

the walk to the car is quiet. both of your stomachs are turning with anxiety because you kinda do have to talk about it.

soobin opens the passenger car door, setting the bins down on the seat before closing, turning to face you as you lean on the car next to him. he moves away so, you can lean on where he was standing.

he can’t really let it go. they don’t even know you. maybe you gave them the opportunity to, while you grew up, maybe you didn’t. but, you just now are old enough, their lack of empathy and familiarity a result of their own carelessness. you were just a kid.

soobin turns on his heel to face you. his shoe twists the gravel beneath, dull against the incoherent beats of crickets chirping and cicadas buzzing. the streetlight above attracts a few fluttering moths, dim in its function, enough for fireflies to float around in the air. the world moves around you both, never pausing for either of you to try and catch your breath. literally. it spins on its axis at 1,000 miles per hour.

it is pretty baffling when he thinks about it. the way you do so much for him, calming down his faint heart, and his chest clenches at the annoyed urge that he can’t have the same or a better reciprocation of providing shelter, happiness, and love.

your eyes are still stuck on your dress shoes, head hanging low and back slumped against the passenger door of the car.

“sorry, you had to see all that.” you finally manage, moving upwards to look at him with a humorous smile.

the world moves fast regardless of what happens. soobin doesn’t know why he gets so hung up on the mountains he can’t move.

he blinks down at you, watching the way your curtain of eyelashes reflect a shine from the lamp post near you, fingers twiddling in real time at the speed of your thoughts. you are everything to soobin. he loves you and declares himself the happiest person ever being with you. isn’t that enough?

there’s a lot he knows he can’t do. but one thing is sure, he loves you endlessly.

“don’t be sorry, babe,” he takes another step closer to you, smile widening and at that, your mouth follows his expression. like magic, lighting a flame in his heart and tummy, your hands reach up towards his, and without sparing another moment, he takes them in his hands. you intertwine your fingers, moving your wrists a little, hands playing around.

there’s a part of him, wide and conquering, that has him unsure of what to say, no room to figure out the best thing to open up with or explain what unfolded. you yourself look overwhelmed with this very burden. even if your smiles say otherwise.

he makes a little noise that is somewhere between a gasp and a hum before sealing the proximity. soobin slides next to you against the car and gently rounds his arms over you, pulling you in for a hug that knows no end to comfort. he curls his hand in your hair. his fingers stroke softly through the area closest to your temple and your own hand fists into his clothes. a kiss is pressed to your crown and your eyes sting.

the crickets chirp so loudly around you. the bass of the muffled music booms from the inside, but it doesn’t reach your ears. he kisses again this time with an audible pucker, making you snicker into his bicep. your hand shifts up to drift over it. you wrap up in each other like two snakes on a caduceus.

soobin is so thankful you let him in to your little world, even if it meant you nicked yourself while opening the door to your background. it adds up as to why you’re so resilient and strong, characteristics he could only dream of being able to call himself. he thanks you for allowing him the honor to knowing you, understanding you, and loving you. the people you consider family don’t know you one bit, but he feels lucky because you let him know you. and you are so beautiful. he has to blink aggressively so as to will the stinging tears away.

“do you think your parents liked me?” he murmurs and you snort, angling your head to now face up at him.

“soob,” your tone is in warning, but he knows you’re joking. “you know they loved you.” with that answer, you reach up and stretch to peck the corner of his lips.

“and your family, too?”

“especially my family.” you chuckle, feeling the fabric of his sleeve. soobin holds back a sigh. guilt and a sort of odd tension bubbles in his gut.

“thank you for letting me meet them,” he mumbles against your hair. you hum out a response, but it mainly comes out as an acknowledgment. “now, i know we have tupperwares of food, but what if…?” you can hear his smile.

“what if we go get mcdonald’s and watch a show while we snuggle?” at the last word, soobin brings you closer in his chest, laughing at your muffled yelp and own laughter.

you angle your head to peck a kiss to his wrist, looking up at him and he is already gazing down at you, eyes full of love.

your heart races just a bit at the excitement but also because you know you are due to talk about how you felt during the dinner. the drive home is going to be filled with your favorite songs, you and your boyfriend singing along to the lyrics while the other one talks or comments on tonight. soobin drives this time, ordering and picking up the food, your order memorized. you feed him some ice cream while practically downing your own. once the show is on, food is settled, you and him are wrapped up in blankets. you bring it up on your own accord, talking about how your family made you feel and how you already would rather spend heaps of more time with soobin’s than your own. soobin will stay quiet for a bit, hand rubbing your back in circles until he tears up, making you tear up, leaving you two to have quite a heart to heart. the forecast has already played out, but it doesn’t matter; none of it does since you have soobin and he makes you so happy. so, you pull away, giving him a big smile, which makes him light up like a star, and say,

“i’d want nothing more.”

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ending note: if you have any ideas or requests that have actual plots and want to spare me one and do me a favor, please hit me up T_T i feel like i give you guys nothing and i’m so sorry,,, if you made it to the end, thank you 🙏

#soobin angst #soobin imagines #soobin x reader #txt imagines #txt angst #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt comfort

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vixialuvs · 7 days

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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ TXT HYUNG LINE REACTION TO WHEN YOU ARE INSECURE ABOUT BEING HISPANIC ! ⋄ 𓍯

୨୧ genre. angst w/comfort

୨୧ cw. insecurities, crying, cuddles, racism

୨୧ a/n. should i do a maknae line ver. of this?

✶ YEONJUN !

﹒ yeonjun would likely respond with understanding and reassurance. he might express empathy, acknowledging the validity of your feelings while gently reminding you that your heritage is an integral part of who you are and something to be proud of.

﹒ when he comes home one night to find you crying on the couch, picking at your skin, he immediately knows what’s up. he’d bring you into his arms, littering kisses across your skin, murmuring things like “you’re so perfect baby” and “i love everything about you and your heritage, don’t hate yourself.”

﹒when he finds out you’re crying about your skin because someone was being extremely racist to you at work, his grip tightens. he’s pissed now, not at you but at the idiot who had the nerve to say that about you. for the rest of the night, he worships your skin.

✶ SOOBIN !

﹒ he would def react with a gentle and caring demeanor. he would express understanding of your insecurities about your hair, taking note of the societal pressures and standards that can contribute to such feelings. he would offer words of reassurance, emphasizing the uniqueness and beauty of your curly hair.

﹒it’s another day of straightening your hair, since you despise your natural hair so much, all you do is take a flat iron to it. you know it hurts soobin, but you can’t help but hate the way it frizzes up and you can never get it to look the way curly hair looks on instagram. as you pick up the straightener to straighten the first strands, he pulls it away gently.

﹒“sweetheart, your natural hair is beautiful. i want you to embrace it. i can even help you style it, if you like?” he would whisper, looming over your figure in a non threatening way, before moving to sit beside you at your vanity. he would kiss your cheek and murmur all sorts of things about how much he loves your hair and how enamoring it is, as he helps you finger coil each and every one of your soaking wet strands.

✶ BEOMGYU !

﹒tell me this man is not in love with curly haired latinas. you can’t. that’s why he loves you so much, he thinks your utterly perfect in his eyes, and loves learning about your culture and what makes you you.

﹒he is constantly praising you about your hair and your skin, knowing how you can get insecure. he refuses to play with your hair when you style it natural because he doesn’t want to mess up all the hard work you put into it.

﹒when, one day, the odd looks of everyone in korea gets to you, the way everyone wants to take a picture with you like you’re a tourist or a statue, you break down in his arms as soon as you get home, your soft cries filling the apartment as he holds you. he rubs the nape of your neck comfortingly, kissing your cheeks and nose as he whispers words of endearment.

@vixialuvs ‘24. reblogs/likes appreciated!

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stareesm · 4 months

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out of the oven .⠀━━⠀choi yeonjun

⠀⠀(ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈)⠀⠀synopsis choi yeonjun comforts you after a rough day.

pairing txt c.yn x gn!reader⠀genre comfort & fluff⠀warnings mild implications of stress⠀word count 375⠀note just a small thought :)⠀© stareesm

⠀⠀YEONJUN⠀⠀was unbeknownst to the sight of utter turmoil waiting behind him. piles of dough-splotched mixing bowls scattered across the kitchen counter, its surface barely visible. heaps of whisks, spatulas, measuring spoons, and whatnot awaited him in the murky waters of the sink. and there he crouched patiently in front of the oven, amidst the heart of the chaos, with his mitten-gloved hands ready to grip a fresh tray of biscuits.

he glanced to and fro at the blinking digits of the timer, anticipating a ring to reach his ears any time now. instead, his ears were pleasantly greeted with the familiar sound of metal keys jingling and a lock turning. yeonjun craned his neck towards its source, where his eyes met your figure shuffling into the entrance.

“hey, honey, i’m home.”

yeonjun immediately frowned at your tone. your voice was monotonous with lethargy, thin and croaky. you let out a dense sigh, eyes clamping shut as you tried to rub away the lack of sleep from your eyes. it was obvious that your day hadn’t been the greatest, and it made yeonjun’s heart sink in a sea of hurt.

“oh, baby…” he sighed pitifully as he pouted, his shoulders dropping. yeonjun slipped his oven gloves off and set them aside, striding toward you.

his arms encircled your tired figure from behind, enveloping you in his endless warmth. the both of you swayed gently like leaves tickled by the wind in the entrance of your home, a pillowy silence forming. no words were exchanged, just a mutual acknowledgement of each other’s presence - enough to ground you from your sky of worries. it was the breath of fresh air you longed for after holding your breath for goodness knows how long.

the shared tranquillity was destroyed by an ear-splitting ring bouncing off the walls.

“oh, they must be ready!” yeonjun exclaimed, his head turned towards the oven. “i was baking biscuits for you while you were at work.”

“let’s give them a try, shall we? i hope they don’t turn out like last time,” you chuckled softly, his arms still wrapped around you. he snapped his head back upon hearing your response, a scornful look stretched across this face.

“it’s not my fault the salt wasn’t labelled!”

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8gyutoriiii · 9 months

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Missing In your arms PART 1 > PART 2 idol!beomgyu x f!reader , fluff/comfort warnings: pet names (love, darling)

this day is the day of the act: sweet mirage concert day 2 and beomgyu is still tired and stress on day 1 working hard on dances and other stuffs for moas and no matter he tried he is already enough for moas and for you too.

In this condition I told the members to always check on him whenever he was not feeling well or tired. you were still worried on him whenever he is on stage and performing thinking something is going to happen to him as you watch them perform their songs and having fun on stage you couldn't help but have a proud smile on your face, you felt a sense of awe and admiration for this young artist. Despite his exhaustion and stress, he was still giving it his all, pouring his heart and soul into every note and move. But as the concert went on, you couldn't help but worry about Beomgyu's well-being. You knew that he was tired and that he had been pushing himself hard, and you didn't want anything to happen to him. However, as the concert came to an end, you saw the members of TXT bowing to the crowd, their faces shining with happiness and relief. And as you caught Beomgyu's eye, he gave you a small smile and a thumbs up, letting you know that he was fine but still tired. you gave smile as a response but still worried. as you watched the rest of the band make their way offstage, you couldn't help but think about Beomgyu. You knew that he had been feeling tired and stressed throughout the day, and you wanted to make sure that he was okay. So, without hesitation, you approached the nearest security guard and asked him if he could guide you backstage to check on Beomgyu. The guard nodded and led you through a maze of corridors and dressing rooms, the sounds of the concert fading into the background. As you reached the backstage area, you could see the members of TXT milling about, taking off their stage costumes and chatting with each other. However, when you spotted Beomgyu, your heart sank. He looked even more tired than he had before, you can tell we was tired with head down and eyes closed on his face and you could see the lines of stress etched into his face. You could tell that he had given it everything he had during the concert, and that it had taken a toll on him. Without a second thought, you rushed over to Beomgyu's side, accompanied by the rest of the members. You could see that he was still feeling a bit worn out, even after such an incredible performance. "I came as fast as I could just to check on you, are you okay?! do you need some water?!" you talked fast with a worried face as your trying to find Beomgyu's water bottle Beomgyu smiled and chuckled on you love to see you this worried for him. As you handed him the water bottle, he took a deep drink, sighing in relief. "thanks love, I really needed that," he said, looking up at you with a grateful expression. "I'm glad you're okay" you held Beomgyu's chin almost kissing him, but pulled back at the last second, knowing that this wasn't the time or place. The other members looked on with good-natured amusement, teasing you about being Beomgyu's knight in shining armor. But you didn't mind; you were just happy to see your friend feeling better. you sat beside Beomgyu as you were tempted to kiss him and cling to him. But you didn't want to make things awkward, and you didn't want to risk ruining the moment. So instead, you focused on making your Boyfriend feel cared for. after a while of chatting and laughing with the other members, you noticed Beomgyu's face and expressions getting so tiredly, you thought of just going home already so Beomgyu can rest.

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