#verivery drabble

[loserlvrss]

｡ ｡ ─────𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐒, 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐒 ( 유.𝐊ang𝐌in )

( 베리베리 ). kangmin was there to remind you life is still beautiful

유강민 x gf!rea. ⟡ warn. kiss, angst, ment. of mental health drabble, hurt-comfort800HUN 👟🐋

노트 for ves i love our man

Safety was a concept that you’d grown unfamiliar with over the years. You missed being naive before the utility bills, the unstable worklife of a capilatistic society and withering friendships in it’s wake. You missed being able to see the people you used to call friends consistently, before the wave of bustling streets and days that went by too quickly came and swallowed you up. You used to think time wasn’t moving, but now all you could think about was how it was moving too fast; One to ten to thirteen to sixteen to eighteen to twenty and beyond. Too much, too fast. It gave you the spins.

Uncertainty was all you knew now, when you used to be so sure of yourself. Everything was always planned. You pride yourself on being prepared for every outcome, but even if you were on the right path, you could still get hit if you stopped moving. Now, however, through the mirror looking back at you, was a stranger who used to be so bright and full of life—Not synthetic green grass against a gray sky. It’s like you were a hollow shell, only able to feel when it was someone else doing the job for you. 

You were out of touch. You’d never felt so out of reach before. Disconnected from what used to give you joy—Who used to give you joy. 

Your whole world felt like you were on a nice beach somewhere warm looking at a bomb going off in the distance. Hopeless and helpless through the chaos, running through quicksand, tripping, and being swallowed by the following tsunami with eyes wide open. Frozen. Motionless. Overdosing on the adrenaline of fear.

But there was one place where all the screaming and carnage subsided…One place where you could take off all your armor and dance around like no one was watching hard enough to judge. Where you weren’t under the microscope to point out every flaw you had, but to count how many beauty marks were on your face, and trace the smile lines that made you human. The crease between your eyebrows reminded you of where you’ve been, and the gentle press of lips over it made you realize where you wanted to end up. 

Safety wasn’t something you could resite, and being uncomfortable was a familiar feeling, but it all subsided wrapped up in your boyfriend’s arms. With him. Yoo Kangmin. The light of your messy life. 

Nothing mattered when it was just the two of you. 

Nothing mattered like it did when the sun was up, birds chirping on your windowsill. Nothing mattered like the coffee in your cup and the piles of notes you were too tired to organize the night before. Nothing mattered because at the end of the day, it should’ve been the little things. 

He was the clean corner of your depression room, the canned food that never went bad, the hands that covered your ears when the noise was too much. He was the certainty you could feel despite being numb. 

With him you weren’t scared to close your eyes. You could talk sunrise to sunset and not regret a word you’d said. Love was the strongest drug you never had to buy. And the easiest one you could get addicted to. 

His fingers threaded through the ends of your hair as you leaned back to his side, “What’s on your mind?”

“Honestly,” You started, silencing yourself in his everlasting presence, “you make everything okay.” 

He guffawed at your confession, “Really?” 

“Yeah,” You replied, “Thank you.” 

He pressed his lips to the top of your head, lingering long after he’d pulled back. “You make it all worth it, y/n. All the small, irrelevant things don’t seem like it when I’m with you.” 

You turned, lifting your head from off his shoulder. His eyes were so sincere it made you draw a blank. He was comfort within a person, the man designed down to a T for you. You never thought you’d get it, and now you’ll spend your whole life being grateful. 

“I love you a lot, Kangmin.” 

A grin spread across his face, yours mirroring it in an instant. “I love you more, stupid.” 

You rolled your eyes as he took your cheeks within his palms, pulling you down to him. Face to face. Your heart picked up a steady rhythm—One you hoped harmonized with his—Until he finally pressed his lips to yours, fitting almost too perfectly; In your life, mind, soul. 

You pulled back momentarily, “For the record, I’m not the stupid one…stupid.” He laughed in response, wrapping his arms around you as you got comfortable against his chest again. 

You were uncertain about most things, It’s true, but one thing was for sure, you saw him in your fate. 

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[mingoooossii]

Love p.2

Gyehyeon x reader

Synopsis: just a soft drabble w gyehyeon <33

Warnings: fluff, gyehyeon(he's not good for my heart), no plot really he's just so in love(me too), very short.

A/n: he's so devastating 😞 also @slytherinshua i thought of you while making this 🥹🥹 a little late but happy birthday again!!

You typed away at your keyboard, the rhythmic clicking of the keys echoing in the quiet room. You were supposed to focus.

That ridiculously large assignment that Mr. Lim gave you was almost nearing it's deadline and you definitely didn't want to be at the recieving end of his rebuke. Yeah, you should really really focus....but...

Seriously... You couldn't handle it anymore.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

You asked, your ears slightly red as you turned to look at the man next to you.

Gyehyeon blinked, as if he was pulled from his reverie. He didn’t respond right away, his gaze still locked on you, as if he were memorizing every detail.

Suddenly, a gentle smile broke out on his face, the sight so soft, so adoring that it sent a flutter through your chest.

"I love you" He suddenly said, his eyes never leaving yours.

You felt a warm blush creep onto your cheeks at his words. It still amazed you how effortlessly he could express such feelings.

"Why...so suddenly?" You mumbled, an awkward flush on your face, the sight sending a jolt of fondness through his heart. You were adorable.

Gyehyeon simply grinned wider, reaching out to take your hand that was resting near the keyboard, intertwining his fingers with yours. His touch radiated warmth and comfort, and you couldn't help but be in awe of how perfectly his hand fit in yours.

"I just love you, so much," he said softly, his voice steady, with a gentle smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. "Isn't that reason enough?"

Your heart pounded in your chest. It had been an year since you two had started dating, but each day felt like the first. The shy smiles, the stolen glances, the subtle touches...it was as if he was falling in love, over and over again.

You wondered how he could still feel the same after all this time? You'd never imagined that someone could make you feel so seen, so loved, so understood. How was this real? How was he real?

But as he pulled you into his embrace, you felt a sense of comfort wash over you, quelling your thoughts. The warmth of his touch, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, filled you with a sense of peace and contentment.

It was a feeling of belonging that you had never experienced before, as if a missing piece of your heart was finally being returned to you.

So...this was love, huh?

[kflixnet]

Check out our member Zanna's drabble!!

THE LITTLE MOLE UNDER YOUR EYE

genre. fluff. maybe a lil hurt/comfort but more comfort than hurt. warnings. gye is rly tired. some kissing. reader gives gye a bath but nothing sexual. pairing. gyehyeon x reader. wc. 689. a/n. requested by @wheeboo i'm so :( over him help me :(

You already knew your boyfriend would be exhausted when he came home. You peeked at his schedule for the day when you first woke up and even you felt tired just looking at it. It was all back to back stage rehearsals for Verivery’s upcoming comeback, as well as choreography practices and a few interviews squeezed in somehow. The entire day was booked so full that the members barely had time to eat between schedules.

You waited up for when Gyehyeon would get home, which he did eventually at around 2 am. You were also starting to get tired from your own work that day, but you fought the sleepiness until he arrived. For 1, you wanted to be there to help him relax; and, for 2, you knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly without him anyway.

You heard the front door push open soon after the clock struck 2. There was some rustling that you could just make out of Gyehyeon taking off his shoes and hanging up his coat. It didn’t take long for him to appear in the doorway, the true extent of his tiredness evident just from one look at his face.

You put down your phone and patted the spot on the bed next to you. He smiled, (as much as he could when the exhaustion was almost overwhelming), and plopped down onto the bed. He lay on his back and scooted until his head rested on your thigh, his eyes fluttering closed as a soft breath escaped his mouth.

“You should take a shower before you sleep. Or maybe a bath?” You suggested quietly, your hand gently pressing onto his forehead just to make sure it was the proper temperature. He groaned softly in acknowledgement.

“Do you want me to run a bath for you? I’ll get it to the temperature you like.” You offered, your hand now gently ruffling through his hair.

“A couple more minutes, please?” He whispered, burying his head closer to you. He stayed on your lap for a while longer, almost falling asleep before you had to urge him to go take the bath. You filled up the tub with warm water, and helped a tired Gyehyeon into it.

You didn’t mind washing his hair for him, and it also allowed you to give him a small head massage. He sighed in content as you carefully worked the shampoo through the strands of hair. He didn’t stay in the bath too long, as both of you wanted to get to sleep.

Once you were both changed into pyjamas, you both finally slipped under the covers, welcoming the warmth of the blankets against your skin. Gyehyeon curled up into you, soaking in the heat that your body radiated, and you cradled his head which was laid on your chest.

“I’m proud of you, baby.” You reminded him with a kiss to the top of his head.

“Thank you.” His voice was soft, as he was already falling asleep quickly.

You cupped his cheek and savoured the way his lips automatically curled upwards in response to your touch. Your thumb stroked across his cheek before reaching a little higher— to the little mole under his right eye. You brushed over it gently as well. Every feature on Gyehyeon’s face was precious to you; from his soft eyes, to his round nose and plush lips. But the little mole was especially precious. It was your favourite feature.

You pressed a delicate kiss on the little mark, which made Gyehyeon smile again. He leaned forward as well until his lips met yours. It was gentle, given that you were both tired and didn’t have much energy to put into it, but it was enough either way. It didn’t matter how much effort either of you put in because you both knew that you loved each other, and that you’d never stop.

It was only after the final goodnight kiss that Gyehyeon allowed himself to finally slip into the long awaited sleep that he had anticipated all day. He slept quite peacefully, curled up in your arms like a little kitten.

↳ verivery taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @ddeonudepressions,, @edensgardenn

[restlessmaknae]

restlessmaknae's request event [guide]

Celebrating 6 years on Tumblr and a number of followers I thought I would never reach, I would like to repay you for your love and support in the form of a request event. Writing is a hobby of mine that allows me to escape, to push my boundaries, and to leave an impact on readers. Even if you crack a smile, laugh at the words or feel understood by them, I'm truly honoured that you've joined me on this journey. 💞

Now, onto the good stuff.

As voted by you, readers, in a previous poll of mine, you can request stories based on genres, settings, but you can also throw a prompt into the mix.

HOW DOES THAT WORK?

You send me an ask with a genre and/or setting and a certain idol in mind, but you can add a prompt from these lists as well (they might help with certain settings):

Prompt list #1: Enemies to lovers but one is injured

Prompt list #2: Prompts for ex-lovers

Prompt list #3: Sacred romantic moments

Prompt list #4: Hurt comfort starters

Prompt list #5: "I HATE YOU, BUT I JUST DID SOMETHING TO HELP YOU AND NOW I NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF" prompts

Here are some examples:

best friends to lovers with Jake (Enhypen)

prince!Intak (P1Harmony) in a fantasy kingdom

zombie apocalypse au with Serim (Cravity) + enemies to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX)

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers + murder mystery

RULES

Smaus, bulleted stories and reaction stories can't be requested

I don't write smut, and if I feel uncomfortable by your request, I have the right to reject it and not write it

Only member x reader/OC, no member x member stories can be requested (you can specify if you want a gender-neutral reader insert story, otherwise I write female!reader stories)

I decide on how long the story will be, but I plan on writing stories less than 5k for this event (so expect drabbles and one-shots)

There's no deadline by which I plan on posting your story, it depends on how much time I have beside my full-time job and how much inspiration I have for your requested story - so please, bear with me, I'll get around to it as soon as I can 🥰

One user can request up to 2 stories - for tagging reasons, I kindly ask you to let me know about the blog you want me to tag in case you would write the ask on anon (for instance, if your main blog isn't kpop-related, you can write on anon and tell me your kpop sideblog's URL/username)

I close the requests after receiving 12 requests or by 30th September - whichever comes first

I will combine all the requests into a masterlist as soon as they start coming in, so you know that I've received your message

BANDS/ARTISTS YOU CAN MAKE REQUESTS FOR:

A.C.E

ATEEZ

CIX

CRAVITY

ENHYPEN

EPEX

GOLDEN CHILD

NCT (Mark, Johnny, Jaehyun, Doyoung, all of WayV)

ONEUS

P1HARMONY

PENTAGON

SF9

THE BOYZ

TXT

VERIVERY

VICTON

WEI

Soloists: Kang Daniel, Woodz, Demian, Ong Seungwoo, Park Jihoon

If you have more questions, don't hesitate to ask me!

Otherwise, enjoy the event and request to your heart's content! 🥰

Tagging everyone on my taglist in case you would be interested in requesting (some I couldn't tag, unfortunately): @dat-town, @stories-inbetween-the-stars, @koishua, @tranquilpetrichor, @americanokisses, @effulgentfireflies, @kuleo26, @wccycc, @littlestartonightsposts, @squiishymeow, @sunooslover, @heyditseeey, @syrxiee2, @tsunchani, @hyunjinswife, @sweetjaemss, @laaylaaz, @fvrteez, @chaeryeongs-wife, @hyu-won, @bamboongi, @kyusqult, @chang-ryul, @winterbeartaehyungbestboy, @i2kittenz, @miafox117, @hannieyooon, @soobin-chois, @ishuayou

[milkybonya]

hii, can i request an imagine if yongseung from verivery? can it be about him having a stressful practice and he just wants cuddles?👉👈 I'm in a fluffy mood😭

i'm so sorry i'm late !! i hope you enjoy this ~ i hope it's not too short; 3;

you did well - Yongseung

Warnings: none

“We have an important event coming up. This is not good, ”Dongheon says, running his fingers through his sweat-streaked hair.

"But we're trying, hyung!" Gyehyeon says.

"I know you are, but this isn't good enough."

All the members avoid looking into each other's eyes.

"I think we're all just tired," Kangmin confesses. The rest of the members murmur in agreement.

“Okay ... I think you're right. Let's rest for tonight, have a good meal, get some sleep and try again tomorrow. Good job today! ”

As soon as Dongheon says that, Yongseung runs towards his bag so he can find his phone and text you.

[y / n], i'm coming over

it's 3am ???

please. please: ”)

You could never resist Yongseung's: ”)

When he arrives at your house, you open the door for him right away and he falls onto you. He's clearly exhausted. His skin glistens with sweat under the ceiling light and as your arms wrap around him, he groans.

“Today was the worst,” he says.

“Was it? Well you still did amazing, ”you say, rubbing Yongseung's back. You can feel him smiling into the crook of your neck.

As you gently lift him up, you tell him to go take a warm shower so he can relax. When he returns, fresh from the shower, he falls into your bed, next to you. With his head in your lap, you run your fingers through his wet hair and watch him as he softly smiles with his eyes closed.

“Dongheon let us come home early to rest so we can start fresh tomorrow,” Yongseung explain.

"3am is early?" 

Yongseung laughs.

"You're all working hard all the time ... you should get some sleep, Seungie," you say, still stroking his hair. With this, he pouts.

"Can't we just cuddle instead?"

“Okay, come here then,” you say, untangling your hands from his hair to stretch your arms out instead.

You embrace Yongseung as he shuffles closer to you. His head is just below your chin and you can feel like damp hair tickling your neck. The scent of his shampoo wafts into your nose as you wrap your arms around him and draw shapes on his back to calm him down.

“I'm so happy I have you, [y / n],” Yongseung says.

You press a kiss to his forehead in response, but your lips still tingle even when you pull away.

"I'm happy, too."

Quietly pressed together like that, the two of you slowly fall asleep.

[pocket-scenarios]

# 1, 2 and 9 Drabble game with Golden Child’s Jibeom and Verivery’s Dongheon

Jibeom:

(Admin: Sxng, fun fact: Jibeom is my golcha bias. Also, I know in both of these I did not do the “you take them back to your place part” I’m sorry.)

Word count: 193

1: They get drunk & you take them back to your place

2: They confess their feelings for you.

9: Your ex calls and they answer.

Leaving a drunk Jibeom alone was your mistake. You should have expected him to pick up whatever call came up on your phone, even if that call was from your ex-boyfriend. You could hear his muffled voice from the bathroom, but you could not tell who he was talking to or what he was saying until you opened the door.

“Of course it matters to me, I like her,” Jibeom stammers.

You freeze, hand on the bathroom door handle, you hate that your heart rate increases from his drunken confession, that he will most likely forget by the morning.

“Who are you talking to?” You ask, despite being fully aware that it is your ex.

“Your ex,”  Jibeom murmurs, lowering his phone to his lap, the call still going.

“Did you mean it?” You inquire, glancing at your phone.

“Mean what?”

“That you like me,” you reach for your phone, pulling it from his hand with ease.

“Of course.”

Jibeom mumbles, you end the call, standing up from the couch again, pushing his head. Jibeom whines, falling onto the side of the couch, sighing.

“Stop being dramatic, confess to me when you’re sober.”

Dongheon:

Word Count: 234

Same numbers

You did not expect Dongheon to drink as much as he did when you invited him over. You did make sure to tell Hoyoung that he will not be going back to the dorms; you do not want to fight to get him into a car.

“Y’N,” Dongheon calls out to you.

You hum, scrolling through your phone, only half paying attention to him.

“Don’t you know that I like you?” He pauses, “I’ve been making it so obvious.”

You are taken aback by his confession, but before you can think too much into it, your phone rings. Dongheon takes your phone from your hand with ease, answering the call. You lean back on your couch, sighing, crossing your arms over your chest.

“She’s next to me,” Dongheon murmurs, suddenly sounding much soberer than he did seconds ago.

You chuckle only half listening to what he is saying, you have been planning to block your ex-boyfriend, so you just let Dongheon drunkenly ramble to him. You reach for Dongheon’s phone, entering his password, deciding to scroll through his twitter feed while he entertains himself in conversation with your ex.

“Here,” Dongheon tosses your phone, it lands in your lap.

You lay his phone in between the two of you, picking your phone up.

“Did he hang up?”

“Yeah.”

You laugh, shaking your head.

“I meant it when I said I like you.”

“I know.”

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[lets-all-stay-together]

Do you mean to tell me that not ONE PERSON has written a VERIVERY fanfic????? This is a tragedy.

[kdream-factory]

VERIVERY Minchan Drabble: Free Mind

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Physically escaping a situation is easy. Though, Minchan had trouble mentally relaxing. The two of you often talked about what to do in those draining times. All you two wanted to do was to shut out all the noises, all the voices that surrounded you. You just want to free your heads. To say that it was one of the biggest relieves when you rent a car, picked him up and straight up drove anywhere was an understatement. But what was even better were the windmills and empty grasslands passing by. Smelling the nature and seeing you smile was everything he needed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ownoxneis my first work for VERIVERY and I feel so motivated for more 🍀🌷 Niwi~

[tranquilpetrichor]

confronting eternity

synopsis: an immortal god and a traveler sit down for a meal and a chat.

wc: 817

pairing: immortal god!yongseung (verivery) x immortal!reader

genre: historical fantasy, slight angst, comfort if you squint

warnings: existential af (but this is one of my fics, you knew that), do not take this to be 100% historically accurate, loosely based off of genshin

you gaze at the feast in front of you in awe, with plates full of food neatly arranged on your table. of course, yongseung could afford the best, even in mortal form.

from the rooftop restaurant you were currently in, you had a beautiful view of the light-filled city, bustling with activity as sunset approached.

"my, what a pleasure it is to be invited by a god for dinner. thank you, again.”

he chuckles. "believe me, the pleasure is all mine. i know you saved my nation from calamity, so it’s the least i could do. i’m glad we could finally sit down for a proper meal.”

"yongseung, there's no need to thank me, it was the right thing to do," you say with a smile, beginning to fill your plate with various foods. “it's just nice to talk like this. i know we’re always so busy, especially you. ”

he sighs, and stares briefly at the vast expanse of hills, especially vibrant during the spring.

"sometimes i wish i weren't. thousands of years of work can be quite taxing on the soul."

the waiter stops by your table with two cups of hot tea and a kettle, and you briefly stop conversation to bow politely. you take a sip, relishing its taste. even after all this time traveling, your love for any sort of tea remains constant.

"oh, you old man! when you have the chance, you should travel the world with me—there's quite a lot to see."

yongseung raises an eyebrow. "you're quite old too, remember? but maybe i will take you up on your offer one day, if i feel comfortable to leave my nation in the hands of the people."

"sightseeing would do you some good. i feel 5,000 years young after running around all sorts of worlds! only the heavens know how long it's been since i've visited another..."

you stop yourself before you go on another one of your excited (and nostalgic) rambles. yongseung's still listening to you intently, though.

he carefully takes a sip of his own tea. "and here i thought you were just an ordinary human traveler when we first met, although i was quickly proven wrong. there is nothing ordinary about what you've been able to accomplish with your powers."

you smile amusedly while trying not to take all the jjajangmyeon noodles. he's busied himself with eating the meat, namely the pork belly.

"eh, everyone thinks so unless i tell them otherwise. you still treated me well regardless. or how should i put this, normally. i'm thankful for that. and in many ways, i'm no better than a mortal until i complete my goal on this planet."

it's a little sad, really. you miss your sibling. you've never lost sight of why you started your journey across the various nations of this world in the first place.

the god stares at you, his face containing traces of melancholy. "how selfish of me to say, but i find eternity to be a little less unbearable when you're here."

ah, what a sap. you love him, though. he's not so tough when you're around.

"then, i'm glad my time on this world has not been a waste."

at the start of your journey, you had told yourself that you wouldn't make many attachments to those you met, as it would make it harder to leave.

first and foremost, you wanted your sibling by your side so that you could traverse the galaxy together again. you just happened to help people along the way—nothing too deep.

but things were a little different with yongseung. despite being one of the gods that helped oversee korea and its people, he was someone you could now call a dear friend. the thought of saying "goodbye" to him, even if it only had to be temporarily, wasn't a fun one.

you've gotten used to encountering him every so often, studying some book or on a walk to clear his mind from all of his duties.

he smiles peacefully, and you're glad to see the expression. "i'll always remind you that your time is well spent with me."

at that, you pause to take in the rustling of the wind, the beautiful colors of sunset, the design on your napkin, and the reflective glint of yongseung's cubical necklace charm.

to think, that you might never have this exact view again. it's quite a bittersweet feeling, thinking that the day would come where you would leave earth. yongseung's well aware of this too, but logically, there was no point in thinking about it so much.

it'll be a long while before that day comes, as there are still so many questions for you to answer about this world.

so, until you have to move on again, you'll both cherish the memories you've made together. and maybe, just for a while, this can be eternity for you.

—

a/n: oh dear lord this is way overdue for @restlessmaknae's coexistence collab. i underestimated how tired this year would make me. i'm not that dissatisfied with the fic, but i wish my brain could come up with better sentences sometimes. i was thinking about how some people stay in one place their whole lives and how others move around so often, and how they would each perceive the other type of person. it's so different, isn't it? just food for thought. and also, my fantasy brainrot is too much.

as always, please reblog and like to support your content creators!

[akechiwrld]

cupcakes ♥ optional bias

summary: there was a new kid in class, and unfortunately for you, he seemed hell-bent on becoming your friend, whether you liked it or not.

genre: high school!au, new kid!bias, cold!reader. words: 748 link to masterlist.

y/n took a deep breath and slumped back down in their chair. they were getting tired of their form room's constant chattering and wanted to leave there and then. but they knew they couldn't. not wanting to listen anymore, they went into their bag, fished out their headphones, plugged them into their phone and played their favourite song, "insomnia" by the rose.

feeling better than before, they succumbed to the soothingness of the track and closed their eyes. but just as y/n thought they were going to get the peace of mind they craved, something snapped them out of it and they paused the song.

"good morning class." the teacher's shrill voice boomed.

"we have a new student today."

at this statement, most of the kids sat up. y/n listened to the hushed whispers of their classmates, now filled with interest and curiosity.

not caring, y/n unpaused their music and tried to relax again. that was, until the new kid walked up to the seat beside them, and plopped himself in it.

"my name is-" he started.

"just leave it. i don't wanna know."

y/n was infamous for being mean. well, not mean per se, just unfriendly. so, consequently, they didn't have any friends at school.

most of the kids were scared of them, even though they hadn't done anything inherently wrong or "bad" before. this was most likely due to their cold aura and mostly dark coloured wardrobe.

they didn't mind though, to them, the less people they had to interact with, the better. preferring to spend time with their own thoughts, y/n usually listened to music alone during break times.

today, they had decided to wear a simple black tank top under their favourite flannel and a pair of jeans . y/n walked out of their house after getting ready for school, and shuffled their favourite band, the rose of course, and smiled as the addictive melody of FACE by woosung filled their ears.

y/n came into school as usual, they sat in their seat and continued listening to their music. but one thing was not as per usual. there was a singular red velvet cupcake planted on their desk.

and with it, a note that read:

um hi. i'm h/n. the guy who sits next to you now. you seemed a bit cold yesterday, so i decided to get you a cupcake to make you feel better. i wasn't sure which flavour so i just got red velvet as i thought you may like it ? sorry if you don't :( but anyways see, you around!

chucking, they turned the note over and started to write:

yes hello. i'm y/n. i know you want to be friends being my seatmate and all, but i really don't think that's a good idea. thanks for the cupcake, i appreciate it but just stay away from me. it's better for you anyway.

just that moment, h/n came through the door.

they moved the note to his side of the desk and resumed staring outside of the window while listening to the rose.

they could see his reflection in the window, and felt a pang in their heart when he frowned.

was i too harsh?

but, they didn't have enough time to care as the teacher had already started to check attendance.

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in the following weeks, y/n always found a red velvet cupcake on their desk in the morning.

at first, they ate them. but as time went on, they slowly got sick of the flavour and sick of the boy beside them too.

he would always ramble about random things hoping for a response from them. (hint hint: the response never came) and he would act like they were friends, which of course, they were anything but.

y/n was walking out of school when they suddenly felt something touch their shoulder. when they turned around, they were met with the puppy-eyed face of h/n.

"hey y/n, are you free today? i was hoping we could hang ou-"

they cut him off, "i don't want to hang out with you. i don't want to be your friend. i won't hang out with you today. i'm sorry, but i can't."

"your voice is beautiful."

at this, they snapped.

what the heck? after all that this is what he says?

"look here boy, i don't-"

"yes, i know you don't want to be my friend. but please, just one time. hang out with me just one time and then judge. if you don't like me then i'll back off, no questions asked."

sighing, y/n breathed out a response, "fine. just one time."

"YES." the boy screamed.

grabbing their hand, he told them, "you won't regret this, i promise you."

what have i gotten myself into-

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Was it cruel to not wish the best on someone, even if you’d said the opposite on multiple occasions? Did it make you a bad person to lie, simply because you couldn’t get over it?

Countless searches on the internet to pinpoint how you felt. Tabs on tabs open inside your brain. You needed the validation that other people could give you. You needed the echoes of your thought-reflected doubts to subside. Maybe some random person understood the rain-shower that drenched you in uncertainty better than you did. 

You couldn’t—you didn’t…but you did. 

It was the labyrinth you were stuck inside. The circles you kept drawing around his name. If there was treasure at the end of the rainbow, was it him? Did you really want to know if it was? 

In real life, you were reminded how complicated it was; feelings, thoughts, and expressions. Everything piled up until you felt like you were left in the middle of a burning room, staring at the silhouette of someone you…loved? 

God, it was stupid. 

It was another bitter-laced poison in your veins, another sign you got good at ignoring. You loved him—how stupid. 

Love was grasping at something uncertain. A feeling that made you want to scream into your pillow. A feeling that makes your skin hot and your heart beat at an unsteady pace. 

How fucking stupid. You shouldn’t love him, but you go back and forth between wanting him and pretending that you don’t. 

“Y/n,” The man that your heart skipped for, waved his hand in front of your face. “Did you hear a word I just said?” 

You let out a pained laugh, “No?” 

“Oh,” He replied, casting a bright smile onto you—you swear he did it on purpose. He ran his hand through his hair, looking off to the side momentarily. 

Oh, how stupidly pretty he looked. How stupidly nervous his silence made you. You wanted to admire, but you feared it would be short-lived when all you wanted was forever. 

You were reminded of a time when it was simpler, when you didn’t shy away from his eye contact or friendly hugs. When you didn’t know him at all. When he wasn’t the cure to all your illness, the light at the end of a dark and twisted tunnel. You were reminded of a time when you could fall asleep without him invading your dreams, and when you didn’t wish upon every stupid star in the sky. 

But then it seemed like overnight everything was complicated.

You called him yours, even if only for a moment. And when it was over—though shortly after it began—it left you cut off at the head. You felt like you were aimlessly running, all directions leading you back to something you couldn’t have. 

But, God did he make it hard to stay…and even harder to stay away. 

If love was the cure to all, then you had to admit you were sick. Sick and tired of pretending you could get over it. Sick and tired of not sleeping because you were lonely. Sick and tired of being sad because you didn’t get to call him your boyfriend anymore, throwing a one-man pity party. 

Even if it was only for that short moment, you feared he was already engraved in your code and steadily swimming through your veins. 

“I said I was sorry,” 

You blinked with wide-eyes, “What?” 

“I’m sorry that we hurt each other but,” He clarified, reminding you of a time when you once could call it mutual, “I can’t get over it.”

And you never would.

He continued, barely giving you a moment of intake before he was bombarding you with words you only dreamt of hearing, “I know it’s lame because we said it was for the better but I really don’t know what to do without you.” 

“Is that why you called?” 

“Isn’t that why you came?” 

You took a deep breath, biting your lip and humming a confirmation. He knew but needed to hear it. 

“I love you, y/n. Could you still…love me?” 

Always, it seemed.

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SKIN CARE

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. pairing. kangmin x reader. wc. 589. a/n. i got this idea from this post by @verivery-incorrect and rly wanted to turn it into a fic!!

It was a nice sunny afternoon, not too cold, not too hot. You and Kangmin liked to spend days off at home, in each other's company, but not actively together. You were both lying down on your bed, Kangmin scrolling through his phone, your nose buried in a book. It was peaceful and quiet. You liked these moments with your boyfriend. Even if you didn’t say anything, just having him next to you made any activity one hundred times better. 

The feeling of a soft kiss pressed to your cheek was enough to pull your attention away from the book you were reading. You looked to your left at the obvious culprit, but you found him scrolling through his phone as if nothing had happened. You smiled and went back to reading, choosing to ignore the fluttery feeling that developed in your stomach from the mere gesture. 

It was peaceful in the room again and you read another 2 pages in silence.

Until you felt another soft kiss landing on your cheek.

You looked over again, quick enough to catch the slight smile on Kangmin’s face. There was no way he could keep pretending as if nothing happened now that you had caught him, yet he continued typing on his phone as if he wasn’t even aware that you were lying next to him.

“Why do you keep kissing my cheek?” You asked, your eyes going back to the page of text, scanning the paragraphs to find where you were. You heard Kangmin shift to his side and presumably turn off his phone. You could see him now lying on his side and looking at you through your peripheral vision. 

You looked back at him, maintaining eye contact for a few seconds, silently watching to see who would break out into a smile first. It ended up being you, Kangmin following suit a second later. He leaned in a bit and pressed another, longer kiss in the same spot before answering your question.

“Skin care.” 

You immediately smiled at his response. Kangmin always had the cutest explanations to everything he did. The stuffed animal was clearly lonely, and that was why he had to carry it around everywhere. The salt and pepper always had to be put on eggs together because they were a couple— you couldn’t have one without the other. 

His little explanations weren’t even the tip of the iceberg for how Kangmin’s brain worked, but you loved to find out the more time you spent with him. And each time you just felt yourself falling deeper and deeper. 

You both giggled as he continued to press kisses all over your face, continuing the delicate “skin care” that your skin so clearly needed. It felt nice to have his lips on your skin. His touch was gentle, as was everything about Kangmin. The kisses were light and fleeting, but still long enough to cause butterflies to erupt in your tummy.

He was about to press another kiss to your forehead when you stopped him with a finger resting against his lips.

“I didn’t get this spot yet, though.” He whispered, smiling lovingly. You could feel his minty breath fanning over your face as he was still so close to you.

“It’s your turn.” You countered, pressing your first soft kiss to his cheek with an airy laugh. Suddenly, the tables were turned, and you were the one giving the kisses, and Kangmin the one receiving them— butterflies forming in his stomach and his heart racing just like you.

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You are done, it is too much, seeing him with her is too much. No matter how many times he tells you there is nothing between them, it does not feel like nothing. There is nothing between the two of you either; why does it feel like you caught your lover cheating?

“Y’N, wait.”

Dongheon grabs your wrist, but you quickly break out of his grip. He grabs onto your forearm this time, wrapping his other around your middle.

“Listen to me, please,” he pleads with you.

“Thirty seconds.”

“I only need fifteen,” he murmurs.

You brush your hair away from your face, turning around to face him, his arms dropping to his sides.

“I like you, a lot, Y’N,” he rushes, pausing to scan over your face, “go out with me?”

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hey could you make one with yongseung from verivery where the reader and yongseung get starbucks and have a cute fluffy date? also i'd rly appreciate it if you made the reader gender neutral!

Hey! I never wrote anything gender neutral before so I hope this is fine? I really don’t know if I did it correctly but I think I did (?) 😅 I hope you liked this! And that this was what you had in mind more or less, thank you! 😊

“Here, I remembered what you got last time” Yongseung placed the coffee that he bought for you down onto the table you shared, smiling when you instantly reached out and wrapped both of your hands around the hot cup to warm yourself up. 

“Thanks” You told him with a small smile, sitting closer to the window so he could occupy the seat besides you.

“Are you cold?” He asked looking down at you, placing one of his arms on your shoulders so he could keep your body closer to his, pressing your side against his gently “We should have stayed inside today, told you” He said poking your cheek, stealing a giggle from your lips.

“But I wanted to get some starbucks and you didn’t resist too much either, it wasn’t that difficult to convince you” You teased laughing, not missing how he rolled his eyes when you caught him “Am I wrong?” 

“Unfortunately for me, you aren’t” He admitted laughing, resting his head against yours as he comfortable took a sip from his coffee “You know I never miss a chance to hang out with you, silly”