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[vvagustd]

oml wait i’m the same person that asked for the minho x fem!reader and just realized i barely even requested;

if you’re willing to write for him, maybe it could be set in the glade (pre-thomas + teresa) and reader and minho are super close and are practically dating (so like the “everyone sees it but them” trope), but then some big miscommunication happens and like i said before, SOUL CRUSHING ANGST occurs, and it all ends with an angry love confession and a happy ending :)

THIS IS KINDA 🤭🤭🤭🤭 i will get on this fs

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treat you right - sanji

just a short sanji x reader story, he deserves to be loved :(

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You knew.

The sun dipped below the horizon, the moon making a gleaming appearance overhead, illuminating the sea in pale navy waves.

Salty air blew through you hair as you sighed, gripping the deck until your knuckles turned white. You loved that blonde man with your whole heart, and you'd give anything to show him that, show him your love. It was hard to get through to him and connect with him on a deeper level, like he built walls with his words.

Underneath his naturally flirty personality, you knew there was a man tired of rejection, looking to feel loved and appreciated. And you could give that to him, you wanted to give that to him.

Opening the door to the kitchen you saw the man in his usual area, his safe space.

"Hey, Sanji..?" He lifted his head up from where his eyes were fixed on the counter. "Oh, Y/n? Why are you up so late, sweetheart? Hungry?" You shook your head smiling. "Someone as breath-taking as you should be getting her beauty sleep." He said, resting his head on his palm. "I can't sleep.“ You averted your gaze and watched the calm waves lap against the boat. "What's keeping you up?"

"You.“

"Me?" Sanji flushed a bright pink color, the tips of his nose and ears changing like leaves in autumn. "Why was I keeping you awake?"

You exhaled, standing up from your seat and walking over to him. "Y/-" Wordlessly, you wrapped your arms around him, placing your head on his chest. "What's this about, love?" He laughed slightly, his hands resting on your waist.

"I love you, Sanji.“

You felt his breath hitch, his grip slightly tightening. "I love you so much.“

He let out a shaky exhale mixed with a slight, unsure laugh. "What did I do to deserve that?" You brought your hands up to his face, tilting his head so his eyes met yours. "You deserve everything, Sanji. Life has treated you so wrong, please allow me to treat you right."

For the first time, you saw a man break. Hot tears ran down his face as he buried his head in your shoulder, your hands massaging comforting circles in his hair. His sobs died down to sniffles, bringing him over to the nearest couch you sat, fingers running through his blonde locks as he held you like you were going to disappear.

"Thank you." He whispered, his voice light enough to be carried away with the wind. "I love you, too.“

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by your side - roronoa zoro

[opla!zoro x fem!reader]

synopsis - you stood by zoro's side as he recovered

genre! angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

warning! foul language, mentions of death, SLIGHT OPLA SPOILERS

just a short zoro story, wanted to write for him but just didn't know what to

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Not once did you leave his side.

Zeff told you someone needed to stay with Zoro to keep him grounded to the earth, and it was pretty much wordlessly decided it would be you. Sanji had stayed after Zeff fixed up Zoro's wounds, cooking meals for the crew and making sure you ate, which you didn't. Everytime sanji made a new meal he'd take your old plate full of untouched food and replace it, encouraging you to eat, maybe get someone else to take your spot and watch over Zoro.

You hated the fact you couldn't tell if he was getting better or not. You hated that you sat, hour after hour, telling him stories from your childhood and watching his chest rise and fall. You tightly gripped his hand as silently sobbed, your tears falling onto your interlocked fingers. “Please wake up Zoro, please." You pleaded. "I can't let you leave without knowing how much you mean to me, how much I love you.“ You let out a long, shaky breath. "If you die, I'm gonna fucking kill you Zoro." You half laughed-half sobbed.

A few moments later, Usopp knocked on the door before opening it slightly. "Usopp? What's up?" You asked, wiping your eyes. "Would you maybe switch out for me and Luffy? I think it's time for you to get some fresh air."

Your grip tightened on his hand. "Oh uh.. yeah.“ You said, standing up and giving Zoro's hand one last squeeze, that last bit of encouragement, before smiling at Usopp and walking out to the deck.

"Hey, Nami!" You smiled and waved, catching up to her. Her mind seemed to be preoccupied, looking out at the vast expanse of ocean. "It sure is beautiful at this time of day, so calm and peaceful, yet so empty." She took a deep, salty breath of the air. "Right, it must get lonely for solo travelers. That's why we're here, right Nami? Righttt??"

"Oh my god, stop, you sound just like Luffy." She laughed, you joining in with her. Cutting your laughter short, Usopp bursts through the door and up the stairs, his urgency frightening you. "Y/n, Zoro's awake! He's asking for you!" You just about stopped listening at Zoro's name, running with Usopp as fast as your legs could take you to his room.

"Y/n..?“ His demeanor melted the second he saw you, his face turning into something of a smile. You threw yourself into his arms, his face buried into your neck. "Jesus Zoro, you scared me.. you're such an idiot.“ You sobbed holding onto him tight. "I heard everything to talked to be about in my sleep, your childhood stories, even..“

"Even?" You asked, pulling away slightly to look into his eyes. "Even everything you felt about me.“ You felt your face heat up with sudden embarrassment. "That's when I realized, I couldn't leave without letting you know how much I love you." You stood in between his legs as he leaned down to kiss you, his soft lips melding to yours, soft groans leaving his lips as you gently tugged on his hair.

"Does this mean she's off limits?" Sanji asked from the doorway, earning an elbow from Nami and a middle finger from Zoro.

"I don't know, am I off limits Zoro?" You pulled away, looking into his eyes. "Definitely.“ He muttered, chasing your lips.

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𖧷 airlock - mingi

[marine biologist!mingi x reader]

synopsis - y/n gets left out of her dive, and has to clean the airlock with mingi instead.

genre! thriller, bits of romance

warning! themes and descriptions of drowning, mentions of attempted murder

a/n! - thank you so much to everyone that has given me support on my past stories! i'm thinking of making this a collection, like different idols as marine biologists, let me know if you would like to see that!

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They left without you.

"Fuck.“ You cursed under your breath. You thought you had finally gotten through to them, it wasn't as bad at it looked and you barely got hurt, one dive in a exploration was like nothing. You slammed your hand on the control panel before speaking into the intercom. "Daniel, you asshole.“ He laughed into the mic before responding. "I see you're not happy about this.“

"Of course I'm not! I should be down there right now. I'm fine.“ You hissed. "Sure you are. You're really okay after your tussle with Lijing?"

"Yes!"

Lijing is your shark. You've trained her and been by her since since she was a cub, but your recent experiment didn't go as planned when rushed you and instead of turning, went for the bite. Luckily, you got out with nothing but scratches, but everyone is convinced you need some sort of special treatment for your injury, like you're going to lose your leg or something.

"Her name means beautiful spirit for a reason, you're too quick to judge her.“ You could practically hear his eye roll. "You really think you've trained a shark? She bit you Y/n. You can't tame an aggressive animal."

"I hope her family swallows you.“ You said, switching off the intercom. "They left without you?" A voice rang out.

You turned around to be met with the face of Mingi, more specifically, your crush Mingi.

You and Mingi have been training together in the institution, learning here, and living here all of your life, ever since your father founded the institution long before your birth. All of the staff lived here alongside them, mostly because it was in the middle of the ocean.

"Uh yeah.. Daniel's still hung up on the incident with Lijing.“ Mingi's eyebrows raised in understanding. "Still can't believe they left without the head diver, but as long as you're hereee..“ He smiled. "You can clean the airlock with me!" You groaned. "Is that what you do when we leave for explorations?" He nodded. "We have to clean it out before you guys get back, which Daniel and his crew should be back in an hour thirty.“

"MY crew.“ You grumbled, walking with him to the airlock. Mingi typed in the code and pressed the button, the big metal door lifting with a hiss. You got to work in comfortable silence, a few minutes passing before Mingi decides the silence isn't comfortable anymore. "So.. what do you usually do on dives?" He asked, looking up at you. "Wear these giant clunky suits, sink to the bottom, walk around for a little and get pulled up at the end of our tanks.“ You summarized. He nodded in completely fake understanding, a small 'oh' leaving his lips. "You know, I've always.. admired you.“ He confessed bashfully, hiding his face. "What?"

He took a deep breath, preparing his next comment before the main door began sliding down with a metal-on-metal screech. "Wait, no!" You exclaimed, running to the door as it shut with a heavy bang. "It's okay, use the panel.“ Mingi pointed out, getting up to punch in the code. You let out a sigh short-lived relief.

"I-Its not clicking." He panicked, frantically pushing the buttons. "What do you mean it's not clicking?" You watched him push in the code, the panel staying the same solid gray color. "It's broken.“ You sank to your knees, defeated. "We can't get out of here and the diving team should be back in like 45 minutes." Mingi sighed, still trying to punch in the code. "Do you.. hear that?"

You both turned around to sight of running water raining down from the top of the room. "Fuck, the airlock is filling!"

Water pooled at bottom of the room filling up agonizingly slow, giving time to really let the panic sink in. "Could it be the dive team coming back?“ You shook your head, pointing to the overhead light. "If they were, it'd be flashing red. This is happening from the outside.“

Water was pouring into the airlock from all four corners now with a deafening volume. "Is someone trying to kill us?" You shrugged your shoulders. “Honestly, it's likely. And there nothing we can do.“ You said, plopping onto the water filled floor and hugging your knees. "Maybe we could get someone's attention by banging on the door, or we could-"

"No, Mingi!" You lifted your head to meet his eyes with your teary ones. "Anything you can think of, we can't do." Your lip quivered as you yelled. “We are 500 meters underwater, the panel is broken, the room is filling, and even if the divers came back right now, the water pressure would fucking kill us.“

You put your head back down and sobbed into your knees. Mingi took a seat next to you, not knowing how to comfort you when he felt just as helpless. "You remember when I said admired you?“ You lifted your head and sniffled. "Yeah?“

He smiled. "I meant it. Ever since we were younger you've always been brave, like the time you jumped into Lijing's tank unprotected when we were 16.“ You laughed, wiping half-dried tears from your cheeks. "I mean, you go out on dives to explore god knows what in the Midnight zone, and I'm just.. here.“ You face turned into a frown. “What are you talking about?"

"Who's the one that jumped into Lijing's tank to get me out? The one who stayed by my side everyday when I was hospitalized? Not to mention you also keep this whole place running.“ He smiled. "You mean it?"

"Yeah.“ You smiled back, turning your head to face your feet, red-hot blood rushing to your cheeks, the realization you're both standing now, the water up to your shoulders and steadily rising cooling you down. "I can't believe this is really where we die.“ You whispered, her tears mixing with the water. A pair of arms wrapped around you, pulling you into him. "Listen, It's okay." He whispered, himself crying as well as the water lifted them off their feet.

The ceiling was approaching, you both clinging to each other, taking your last few breaths before the cold water enveloped you. Your eyes started spotting, black speckles dancing in your vision before you slowly lost your consciousness.

-

"Y/n, wake up!" Foggy voices clouded your mind. Were you alive? There was a strange weight on your abdomen, a pair of hands switching between shaking you and pressing down on your chest. The world suddenly came back to you as you gained control over your body, sitting up and coughing out water. Mingi had both arms wrapped around your torso, sobbing into your shirt when his head shot up, red puffy eyes meeting yours. "Y/n!“

"Hi, Mingi.“ You smiled weakly. He practically jumped on you as you wrapped your arms around his head. "How did we get out..?" You asked, staring at the now drained airlock in front of you. "I saved your asses.“ You turned to face Wooyoung, who wore a smug grin on his face. "Man I really thought we lost you, I was doing CPR for about 10 minutes.“

"Thanks Woo.“ You groaned, standing up. "How did this even happen?" You coughed out. "Something malfunctioned, an accident I guess.“ He shrugged. Just as he finished talking, loud alarms blared from the upper levels. “Is that.. the control room?“ Your eyes widened. "Daniel!"

The three of you raced up the stairs to the S level, huffing as you reached the top, sirens getting louder. You reached the panel, frantically pulling up stats for Daniel's team. "The radars don't detect them.“ You said, pressing a few more buttons before you spoke into the microphone. "Daniel, can you hear me?"

You turned to face Mingi and Wooyoung.

"This wasn't an accident.“

-

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live - seonghwa

[seonghwa x reader]

genre! - angst, fluff at the end, hurt/comfort

synopsis! - Y/n continuously gets picked on by her family, even at a family gathering to let her parents meet her boyfriend

warning! - swearing, references to body (y/n is neither thick or thin she is how you imagine her, the mom is just a jealous almond mom dw), familial issues

first time writing seonghwa! let me know if you like this and want more ateez link to request page

"Y/n, are you alright?"

Seonghwa looked up from cleaning his glasses as your hands shook in the mirror. You tried to wipe away any imperfections in your makeup and cover up and with foundation. You already knew your sister was going to upstage anything you did without fail, she's been flawless all your life. You finally felt secure enough to let Seonghwa meet your family, and your mom informed you a few days prior your siblings would be joining.

Great.

"Yeah, I'm alright," you finished evening out your makeup and checked the time. "We gotta go soon.“ You gulped down the rest of your water to try and calm your racing heartbeat. Seonghwa wrapped his arms around the your waist and buried his head into your neck. "You look beautiful, love. You always do." You smiled and turned your head to kiss him. No matter how bad you felt, Seonghwa was always there to show you your worth. "Everything is going to be fine! You're family is gonna be great. Now let's get rolling." He smiled and grabbed your bag, placing a kiss on your cheek.

You smiled back weakly, but in truth, Seonghwa knew nothing about what your family was really like. That's why you were so hesitant about this dinner, but you knew the more you cancelled the less they believed he was real, that's just how much they doubted someone could actually like you.

You drove in almost complete silence with Seonghwa's hand on your thigh, running his thumb up and down as you rested your head in your hand. "I'm really excited to meet your parents, Y/n." You sighed and placed your hand in top of his. "I know you are." You glanced over at him and he was practically beaming. You prayed on his behalf that your family grew up.

-

Seonghwa pulled into the driveway of your childhood home and got out of the car. You sat and watched the light glimmer in the bay windows, the same windows that held so many of your emotions and memories. You got out of the car and held Seonghwa's hand as you walked up the front steps to the door. You already took note of your brother watching through the window so you figured he yelled to your mom that you were there.

"Shut your mouth!" You heard your mother yell behind the door, presumably to your father. Knowing him he was probably yelling over whatever sport was on, and your sister was probably fixing her appearance. Your mother swung the door open in one giant gesture with her arms spread, her signature smile painting her face. She quickly ushered you in and greeted Seonghwa.

"Hello, dear! It's so great to finally meet you." She wrapped her arms around him and he smiled, hugging her back. "Hi, mama." You said, stepping out from behind Seonghwa. She dismissed you with a smile and quickly rushed Seonghwa into the living room to meet your father. When you stepped into the room your father stood up, clearing his throat, and held out his hand. Seonghwa gently shook his hand with a slight bow and smilied. "It's nice to meet you, sir."

"Likewise." Your father nodded before turning back to the game. There was a small, awkward silence before your mother clapped her hands and turned to you. "Y/n, dear, my don't we leave the men to talk." Your grip tightened on Seonghwa's hand. He smiled down at you reassuringly and squeezed you hand. It's not like you were scared to be left alone with your mother, you just didn't want to leave Seonghwa, especially when he's with your dad. You let go of his hand and followed your mother into the kitchen, where your sister was sitting at the table on her phone.

"Oh my goodness, Y/n!!" Your sister let out an ear splitting screech. "It's been so long!" She wrapped her arms around you and made a big show of smelling you. "Gosh Y/n, where'd you get that perfume? You smell cheap." She twisted her face in disgust, when you knew for a fact you didn't smell bad. It was a pretty pricey perfume but nothing special, and one of your favorite sweet and flowery scents. Her face of disgust slowly turned into a half wicked grin and half smile. "Aww!" She took your face into her hands and studied you, you could feel her eyes studying your makeup. "Looks like someone tried!" She laughed and rather roughly let go of your face. Maybe it's because you haven't been doing makeup since you were old enough to talk to, or in her case, touch boys. You could feel tears already pricking your eyes, but you were prepared for this. You've dealed with this all of your life, your sister disguising her harsh worse through a sugar sweet tone was nothing compared to anything you've had to deal with for the first 18 years of your life.

-

Your brother had finally come down from his room and you all sat around the table while your mom got out all the food. "It smells great!" Seonghwa said as your mom brought out the meat. "Thank you, honey! I usually don't try this hard, but we have a special guest." Your father and brother were already shoving their food down their throats, not one word had even come out of your brother's mouth yet. You stood up from your seat to get some food when your mom stopped you and held her hand out in front of you for your plate. "What..?" She grabbed the plate from my hand and started filling it with childlike portions. "You're gaining a little weight sweetie, I just thought I should help you out." Worry crossed Seonghwa's face as your mother placed the food infront of you, your head hanging low. Seonghwa placed his hand on yours and shook his head, frowning. He have your hand a light squeeze before shooting a half, ingenuine, smile to your mother.

"So," your father cleared his throat, "you're a very good looking man. Well put together. What are you doing with Y/n?" The whole table laughed at his joke, but Seonghwa didn't seem to find it very funny. "She's a very beautiful and genuine person, what she feels is what she shows and I admire that." Your sister gave Seonghwa a look, eyeing him up and down. "How sweet." She deadpanned. Your father, under no popular demand, opened his mouth again. "And you, Y/n? How's your 'job' going."

"Well, thanks for asking," you spoke through gritted teeth. "Two of my art pieces sold at the exhibition for almost 26,000 dollars." Your father almost choked on his food. "Really? I would have never thought someone would spend money on something like that."

"You'd be surprised."

"What about you, Seonghwa? What do you do?" Your mother spoke. "Oh, I'm a surgeon," he said. "But I also dabble in the art business." Your sister's face lit up. "Surgeon, huh? You must make sooo much money." She spoke, dragging out almost all of her words and twisting hair around her finger. Seonghwa caught on to her gaze and quickly looked away. "I make enough." He said, growing increasingly uncomfortable with your sister's lustful gaze.

"Well my son here, he's a very successful man. He's going to take over the business someday. We're very proud of him." Your father boasted. For some reason, this is what broke you. "What business, dad? It's a fucking convenience store, not to mention he's a deadbeat loser that isn't gonna take over shit. How about you be proud of me for once? I work two fucking jobs, and still find time to paint." Your mother sighed and rolled her eyes. "Great, another one of her little outbursts." You laughed.

"Don't you fucking even, mom. All you've done since I've got here is brush me off and shame me, probably because your sad with your own miserable life because your old and dad isn't attracted to you anymore." That shut her up quickly. "And would you PLEASE stop eye-fucking my boyfriend." You called out you sister, who grew a sour look on her face. Your father slammed his fist down. "Enough, Y/n. You will sit down and eat, right now, you are being incredibly disrespectful." You balled up your fists as tears started to spill from your eyes. You had held it in for so long but now hot tears ran down your cheeks in pure anger. How could he call you disrespectful? For 18 years all he did was disrespect you, and the one time you finally have enough and snap, you get ridiculed.

"I don't think she will." You looked over to Seonghwa, who stood up from his chair. "Since she's gotten here all you've done is give her shit. I can't even imagine what she's had to endure growing up. So, either you will listen to what she has to say or you will shut up."  The pure look of shock and disgust on your father's face was so satisfying. "Where is this coming from, young man?"

"It's coming from me not appreciating you treating my very beautiful, talented and lovely girlfriend like shit. If anyone should be treated like that, it's you." Seonghwa grabbed your father our of his chair and held him by his collar. "Now apologize."

"I-I'm sorry, Y/n. Please!" Your father stuttered out, rubbing his hands together, pleading. You didn't think he would give in this easily, but Seonghwa practically towered over him.

"I don't think I can forgive you right now, or any of you." You spoke softly. The tears were starting to fill your eyes again as Seonghwa grabbed your hand. "We're leaving."

When you got to the car, Seonghwa held you close as you cried into him. It took a lot of courage and bottled up anger to finally blow up at your family, and Seonghwa knew that. Right now, his only worries were being there for you.

"I'm so sorry, baby. They're shitty people who don't see you the way they should. The way I see you. You're more beautiful than you could ever think, you're so talented and I'm so, so proud of you. I love you so much." He kissed the top of your head and held you as your cries slowly turned into sniffles.

"I love you so much."

-

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hello! i was wondering if you could write a part 2 for your moonjo fic “admirer”, i really enjoyed reading it, especially your portrayal of the reader and how she didn’t let herself be a victim and gained the upper hand on him. would love to see how a second part will turn out and if they’ll reveal their true intentions to one another and end up together or not. and it would be interesting to read how moonjo reacts to that last part of the fic as well. perhaps, you could make the reader have a dark character just like him? only if it’s not too much trouble ofc. also i hope that you have nice day or night :)

thank you so much for the request! i'm so glad you liked the fic, i need more moonjo lovers

i apologize in advance because i struggled trying to figure out how to continue it 😭

☽ admirer pt. 2 - seo moonjo

[seo moonjo x reader]

synopsis - after y/n catches moonjo, he sees her darkside

warning! blood, slightly spicy content, moonjo

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"How did you figure it out, admirer?"

Moonjo was surprised, but not as much as he was turned on. He liked this dark side, the twist on the sweet, ordinary girl he spent his days pining for.

"You learn a lot from months of watching someone." You slid off the pristine white counter and set the scalpel down. "Now, mind telling me why you were about to kill me?" The atmosphere seemed to grow thicker as Moonjo thought about his answer. The anesthetic in his hand was weighing on his conscience, the question still remained.

Why? Why was he about to kill her? Was it because she was a detriment to the Eden Residence, or a detriment to him?

"I- I don't know." Moonjo muttered.

"Do it."

His head shot up in surprise as you stood leaning against the counter.

"What?"

You stood up and walked toward him. Leaning up, you got close to his ear. "If you were heart set on killing me, do it."

"Fuck." Moonjo groaned. He smashed his lips against yours in a needy, passionate kiss. You had waited so long for this moment, the love of your life with his lips against yours. There wasn't anyone else you wanted, and there wasn't anything you wouldn't do to get it.

Your hands slid up his torso while his dipped under your shirt. You finally had what you so desperately wanted, what you both so desperately wanted.

He pulled away and leaned into your ear. “Jump, jagiya." He whispered. He kissed and bit at your neck, catching you mid jump and placing you on the countertop, your hands roamed everywhere, longing to feel him as much as you could. Your knee lightly brushed against him, making him let out a whimper as he buried his face in your neck.

"Mr. Seo?"

Moonjo quickly pulled away and adjusted his shirt before opening the door. "Is it important?" He bluntly asked before she could talk. "Patients have been waiting for a while, are you done with this client?" She moved to peek behind him as he moved to block her view. "I'm sure Ms. L/n was just leaving." Moonjo cleared his throat as you stepped out. Turning back, you waved with a smile, which he returned. The glare and attitude from his receptionist didn't go unnoticed.

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The night had fallen and Moonjo was finally done with his shift. He desperately wanted to talk about what had happened earlier and get to know more about you.

"Hello, Moonjo!“ He whipped around at the sound of your voice, caught off guard. You ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his torso. The colorful Seoul lights illuminated him beautifully, complimenting his tired features as he gave in and rested his chin on your head

Moonjo's attention was caught by something glittering on the side of your neck in the lights. He tilted your chin.

..blood?

"Did you hurt yourself?" He asked. "Did I-? Oh! No, I didn't. It was just an accident.“ You reassured with a smile, using your sleeve to wipe it off.

"I've been meaning to tell you about what happened." Moonjo lowered his head and you knew exactly what he was talking about. You wanted to forget about it, but you also wanted to know the reason why the man you loved wanted you dead.

"The truth is, I was scared, Y/n. You scare me." That definitely wasn't the answer you were expecting. You were expecting him to say he hated you, or that you did something to offend him. But scare him?

"You make me feel things I've never felt before. You make me feel wanted and happy, you make me feel warm inside and I can't explain it. But you felt like a threat. These feelings felt like they would endanger my family and everything I've ever lived for, and the people in Eden mean so much to me. I knew it was a mistake when I brought it out because YOU mean so much to me. I couldn't lose you."

He was being so open and genuine with you, you loved this side of him. You just loved him.

"I love you so much, Moonjo." You laughed, bringing him into another kiss. ---

You were at breakfast the next morning with Moonjo, laughing and sharing food together when he got a call.

"Hello? This is Seo Moonjo.

Oh?

Oh, she did. That's a shame.

Ah, yes. Thank you, goodbye."

You looked up at him curiously. "What's wrong?"

"My boss called to tell me my receptionist just quit. They found a letter." He said, placing his phone down.

"Really? How strange."

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☼my cure - newt

[newt x reader]

synopsis - newt survives because my heart needed to be healed

warning! swearing, mention of newts accident, blood and knife use

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"You."

I could feel heavy blood running through my veins. This didn't feel like me, I felt… different. Loud thoughts clouded me like thick fog. I could feel my mind slipping away.

"Newt..?" Y/n's voice made me shiver. I had no control anymore, it took everything in me to not lunge at her. I never wanted to hurt her, I never did, but this wasn't me. I was something else, something uncontrollable.

"You're the cure. It's in your blood."

"Newt, what are you-?" I lost it.

I tackled her and her head slammed into the ground. Stop it! Stop hurting her! I knew what I was doing but I couldn't stop it. The virus took control and it knew she had the cure. It was like I was watching a horrible movie through my eyes, one where I hurt the love of my life.

She was the one good thing the creators ever sent up. I saw my fair share of slinthead greenies, but Y/n was something different. I was scared, and alone, until she came up. She was always there with me, even when I was stupid enough to try and take my own life by jumping off the Maze walls.

"newt," she tried to huff through my hands gripping her throat. That's when I realized there was a knife in my hand. I already knew what the virus was planning to do.

I fought with everything I could but I wasn't strong enough. I needed to take control, I needed to take control and get through to Y/n. It felt like I was ripping through my own mind as I pushed, and I pushed. I knew I was there, I could feel-

- "Well hello, greenie." I greeted a very timid girl, huddled in the corner of the Box. "What the fuck is a greenie?" She shot back. That received a lot of laughs and snickers from the other guys. We only had a handful of people in the glade so far, a greenie monthly and we only had about seven, now eight. "Where am I?"

"Welcome to the glade, greenie! I'm Newt, and up there is the first in command, Nick. And second in command, Alby." The two boys waved from the top as she stood on a box and looked out. "What the hell are those walls?" She asked, lifting herself out. "Why am I here? Why can't I remember anything?"

"Slow down, greenie. I know you have a lot of questions, but we only have limited answers. Your name should come back to you in a little wh-"

"Y/n."

-

"y/n," I whimpered out.

"It's me, Newt." She whispered, tears filling her eyes. "I'm right here." She cupped her face around my cheeks. I knew I didn't have enough time, I needed to get my point out now.

"Kill me."

"What..?"

I shoved the knife into her hands. "Kill me now!" I yelled. She flinched, the knife clutched in her shaky hands. "If you've ever loved me you'll kill me now, Y/n. You'll kill me before I turn into one of them." Tears ran down her cheeks as she sobbed. "Of course I fucking love you, Newt! I have since the glade. You're my everything.“ My tears mixed with the rain as I coughed up a heavy amount of blood. I was losing it, she needed to do it now.

"I love you so much, Y/n. That's why I need you to kill me, now. PLEASE FUCKING KILL ME."

Something snapped. The virus took over and I lost control as I jumped on her and tried to take the knife. Stumbling back on to the floor, we wrestled with the knife. The virus was trying to kill her for her blood, but I needed her to be alive. She had so much life left to live.

She screamed out in pain, the knife had gashed her in her stomach. It took everything she had to flip herself over on top, still crying out in agony. Her wound bled out everywhere as I fought for control of the knife, I kicked and screamed, grabbing the knife and her hands trying to desperately flip it around on her.

…

Suddenly the world came to a standstill. She did it, she plunged the knife into my chest. I fell back onto the ground behind me as Thomas and Minho came running over, grabbing her as she desperately kicked and punched. The last thing I heard was her screaming my name.

"I love you."

-

"Hey, can we talk?" I walked over to Y/n, my long time best friend. It took me a lot of courage to walk over to her, I didn't know how she was going to take this considering she's probably the most sporadic, unpredictable person I know.

But she's brave when I'm scared, she's hot-headed when I'm calm and maybe that's what I love about her. She's everything that keeps me even and she means everything to me. Today's the day I decided I'll tell her how I feel.

"Of course! Have a seat." She said, patting the ground next to her. I sat down and plopped back on the thick tree stump with a heavy exhale. "You alrighty, Newtie?“ You asked with a laugh. God, he thought you were beautiful. Everything from your laugh tho your hair, to how you yelled at the boys to keep then in line. It was like you kept the whole glade together.

"I wanted to tell you something, something I've had on my mind for a while." She turned and looked at me questioningly. "I've felt something more towards you, like there was something else I felt towards you other than friendship. I value you more than anyone in this glade but I also deeply admire you. Your beauty, how you're so eager to help out, how you always compliment Fry's mediocre cooking without fail." She let out a laugh as her cheeks flushed. "Are you trying to say you like me?"

I stumbled trying to find the right words when I suppose a yes would have done fine. She leaned in and brushed her hand across my cheek before her lips met mine. I completely froze, and she pulled away when she realized I wasn't kissing back.

"I'm so sorry, I thou-"

I wrapped my hands around the back of her neck and pulled her in for another kiss, this time deeper, more meaningful.

-

"Wake up!" A tall, big man in full armor shouted at me over the loud horn of a..

boat?

"Where the bloody hell am I?" I said, trying to sit up and immediately doubling over from the pain in my chest. "What the-?"

"Man, your lucky we got there when we did, you were bleeding out like crazy, can't believe that knife missed your heart." Oh no. Oh no no no no. I can't be here, I need to leave before-

I lifted up my shirtsleeve to find nothing on my arm, no virus in my veins. How is this even possible?

The events of that day flooded back to me, that one line repeating over and over again.

"You're the cure. It's in your blood."

During the fight her blood entered my bloodstream, the blood that would cure me. It's because of her, the girl I begged to kill me that night was the reason I'm still standing.

"Welcome to Paradise." I looked over from the edge of the boat to see a beautiful island. Sure it wasn't much, but there was people everywhere, some laughing and dancing, some getting food, and some making a bonfire. I prayed that Y/n had made it here, if anything she deserved to be here and not me.

"Do you know if a Y/n got here?" He thought about it for a moment. "Nah man, sorry. I don't know much about the people here. But what I do know, is that you're very lucky to be here. We found you half cranked out in the middle of the city, so if it wasn't for my crew I would have left your sorry ass."

The boat docked and the first thing on my mind was to find Y/n. If there was one thing I knew, it was that I desperately needed a shower. My tour guide took me to a disinfectant room, he gave me a change and I showered, probably the best treatment I've had in a very long time.

The sun never really showed since I got here, the island in a constant gray haze. I got led around to get a feel for the island, but everything felt unfamiliar, from the island down to the people. I passed dozens of faces, each either looked at me like there was sometimes wrong with me, or glanced and moved on. I prayed to see a familiar face. I prayed to see her face.

"Newt?"

I whipped my head around.

"Y/n?" My heart dropped. The memories from that night flooded in. Her tear covered face flashed my memory as she plunged that knife into my chest. How could she ever forgive me for what I did to her that night? I took a step forward and she staggered back.

"Is it really you?" Her voice was small, tears started filling her eyes. I nodded, tears filling my own as she ran into my arms. "I can't believe it's you!" She sobbed into my chest, being careful to avoid my injury. She pulled away and looked into my eyes. "How is this even possible?" She sniffled.

"You, love. You were my cure."

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hope you enjoyed my first newt fic! little angsty but it all works out

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psa

hi everyone! i wanted to say thank you to everyone who sent in requests! i love when people send in suffering they want to see, especially cause i'm still kinda on my maze runner kick 🤭

i'm trying to get to these requests as soon as i can and im so sorry for making people wait. school and everything just got in the way with summer approaching, but i swear I'll get around to those requests!

as always, if you would like to see something always fell free to request! link to request

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!maze runner fics!

YALLLL i am on a maze runner kick rn and i REALLY NEED SOME REQUESTSS

i write for newt and minho but i can also write for thomas and i fr need some recommendations

minho is keeping me thriving rn fr

help me keep the maze runner fandom alive 🙏🙏

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✎ find a way - minho

[minho (tmr) x fem!reader]

synopsis - y/n runs into the maze after minho

warning! swearing outside of glader slang, mentions of death

is the tmr fandom still alive?? these movies were my whole childhood and i just rewatched the first one and needed to writeee

Something was wrong.

"Are they not here yet?" The entire glade was standing by the door waiting for Minho and Alby to arrive. They were never this late before, and it was almost sun down. The doors would be closing soon.

"Are they going to make it?" The greenie, Thomas, asked.

"They're gonna make it." Newt said.

"What if they don't?"

"They're gonna make it."

The sun was dipping lower below the walls with every agonizing minute. Your leg bounced anxiously, checking every shadow down the corridor for signs of Minho. The worst thoughts started to fill your head. What if you really lost you best friend? What if the person that means the most to you is lying on the concrete of this god-forsaken maze fighting for his life?

Newt's reassuring hand on your shoulder did very little to reassure you.

Another minute passed and the gladers were started to lose hope. They we're getting restless, some were already leaving. You knew, you just knew he was still alive in there. Your Minho was a fighter, fighter until the last second.

"There!" Someone pointed. Everyone held their breath, searching the shadows. Minho emerged, dragging himself along with every last ounce of willpower. Everyone erupted into cheers of encouragement, but you knew something was up.

"Is that Alby?"

He was slung, limp, over Minho's shoulder. They weren't gonna make it.

The ground started to shake, the aching rumble of the stone sounded as the doors inched closer.

"No!" you cried, as if your screams would reverse the doors. "Minho, you can do it!" You saw the pained expression cross his face at your voice, he knew he wasn't going to make it.

The doors were on the verge of closing as you took a step forward. This door was the barrier between your life and your death and you were right on the edge, deciding your fate.

Your time was running out as your heart acted faster than your head. The boys screamed after you as you pulled away from the gladers, ripping away from your life and throwing yourself into inevitable death as you ran through the narrow opening towards darkness. Towards your fate. Towards Minho.

You barely made it, collapsing on the floor as the doors shut behind you. "Congratulations, you just killed yourself."

"What?"

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Y/n?" Minho looked up at you with an unreadable expression. You stood up and dusted off your pants before taking in your surroundings. It just clicked how utterly stupid you are. You ran into a dark maze you've never even stepped foot in before, not to mention no one has ever spent a night in the maze and lived to tell the story. You must have been batshit crazy to run after Minho, that, or crazy in love.

"Minho, what do we do?" You asked, running your hand over some ivy that decorated the wall. It felt oddly.. fake.

"Nothing." He replied, letting his head fall.

"Are you serious?" You asked. You waited for him to give any sign that he was just joking, and that he had a plan.

"You did this to yourself, Y/n." He wasn't.

"I ran after you, Minho."

"No one asked you to do that." His voice was raising, yet he stayed calm and unwavering.

"You can't just give up, Minho!"

"Then what am I supposed to do, Y/n?" He looked up at you with tears in his eyes, his voice getting shakey. "I don't know what to do, Y/n. I'm scared. I'm scared, and lost, with no plan and no chance of surviving." He bowed his head again. "You ran after me and now were both here, both dead. You're dead because of me."

Your breath slowed as you approached him. "Living won't be living without you. We're not dead, and I will do everything in my power to get us through the night and out of the maze." You kneeled beside him and drew in a deep breath. "I ran after you because I love you, Minho. You being in here alone sounded like a nightmare, and I couldn't-" he cut you off by taking your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours.

You felt the pressure of three years in the glade, three years by Minho's side every day and three years of liking him wash away in one kiss. "We'll have plenty more time to do that once we get out of here." Minho said, standing up and offering his hand.

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❣ admirer - seo moonjo

[seo moonjo x fem reader]

synopsis - moonjo knew less about his target than he thought he did

this is my first moonjo fic! it's really just a rough start to see if my audience likes this and if you do, please request! the people i write for are on my page and if you want someone that isn't there too, feel free to ask! request page here

warning! themes of stalking, swearing, and dentistry tools

"God fucking-" Y/n placed her hand over her cheek in pain.

"Is it that tooth again?" Jieun asked. "You really need to go see that dentist. He stays extra late for you, you know!"

You sighed. "I know, Ji. You know how I feel about tools and stuff, what if he uses a scapel?" You knew it was an over exaggeration, but you also knew they kept them in the office.

"Jesus, it's a toothache not a heart surgery. What a heartthrob of a dentist he is, too! He seems to like you, your living every middle-aged woman's dream." You scoffed. Jieun was being ridiculous, but you knew she was right. You needed to get your tooth checked, and he was undeniably a very attractive man. "Anyways, did you want to stop and get some drinks? There's a place around-"

"Y/n!" Moonjo's voice echoed the walkway, his steps nearing. "It's great to see you! I was hoping you would come into my office today." He seemed so collected for someone who just chased after you. "Ah, I was going to see you tomorrow, my tooth has started aching worse lately." Moonjo gave a bright smile, moonlight reflecting off his pale complexion. "I'm looking forward to seeing you, Y/n."

•

You stood outside of Moonjo's dentist office, debating whether or not to come in. Before you could turn and leave, the door opened and the receptionist walked out. "You must be Y/n! Please, come in." She opened the door and ushered you in.

"Mr. Seo told me he was expecting a beautiful lady, I just knew it was you." You gave her a smile and uttered a thank you as you went to look around. There were pictures up on a shelfshelf, one with an older lady and a bunch of little kids.

"That's me." A hand reached around and pointed at a little boy holding the older woman's hand. "That's Ms. Eom, she's a lovely lady." You snapped back to look at him, his finger his hovering over the picture. "You grew up with her? How nice that you stayed with her." Moonjo looked at you questioningly. "How did you know I live with her?" You hummed, turning away from him.

“I've been in your area before."

•

Moonjo was not a dumb man, far from it. As attracted as he was to you, your close relationship to Junghwa kept him on edge. You were layed out on the dentist chair while Moonjo applied his gloves. "Your tooth is damaged and it's gonna hurt, so I'll go get a mouth number." He gave you a smile before he walked into the back room.

Moonjo may be smart, but you're smarter.

As he was back there he contemplated if he was really about to do this to you. He couldn't lose you, but he couldn't compromise his "family." He looked at you through the cameras for a few more seconds before turning off the cameras and grabbing the anesthetic. "So, Y/-"

"Hello, Mr. Seo."

You were sitting on top of a counter with your legs crossed, his red box open next to you. Scalpel in hand, you glanced up at him.

"What were you going to with that needle, Mr. Seo? If I didn't know any better, that looks like a lot more than a mouth number."

Moonjo was at a loss for words. Y/n laughed at his expression, the expression that told her everything.

"Were you going to sedate me? Perhaps take me back to that god forsaken fourth-floor and subject me to the same fate as Hee-joong? As Seok-yoon?"

"How do you..?"

"I'm far less oblivious than you believe I am, Moonjo. Did you really believe I had a toothache? What about yesterday when me and Jieun happened to be close to your office? All these things that I have done to see you.

It appears you have an admirer."

part 2

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i am in desperate need for requests 🙏

CURRENTLY WRITING FOR: live action one piece, kpop (see at bottom)

i haven't written in so long and i thought i would do a short rough list of people i write for ♡

inactive subjects are basically ones that i won't prioritize writing or might not even write at all if they're requested, really only because the hype died down

but don't worry if what you wanted is inactive because it could comeback, so feel free to request!

All Of Us Are Dead (inactive)

suhyeok • cheongsan • possibly gwinam

The Glory

• yeojeong • jae jun (ik ik) • doyoung (IK) (inactive)

Strangers From Hell (inactive)

• jongwoo • moonjo (don't even w me rn i KNOW.) • seokyoon

Bad and Crazy

• suyeol • k • gyeongtae

Alice in Borderland

• chishiya (bae fr) • arisu

The Maze Runner (inactive)

minho (BAEE) • newt (side chick)

BTS

ATEEZ

Stray Kids

Enhypen

TXT

JJ Takagi (trainee a)

Kai (EXO)

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☯ i want you - yeojeong

[joo yeojeong x reader]

synopsis - yeojeong chases, even though you leave.

warning! contains angst, but is overall fluffy

first time writing for the glory! this is a short one, but i noticed there's not a lot of yeojeong fics and wanted to change that

"Wait!" Yeojeong exclaimed, scrambling to find something in one of his many kitchen cabinets. "I can make us some food!" You had been trying to leave the house for five minutes now, each time Yeojeong found a new excuse to keep you in. "Yeojeong, I need to leave." You deadpanned. His hair swept his face as his head fell in defeat. There was no point in chasing if all you were going to do was leave.

"I understand." He spoke quietly with his eyes still fixated on the counter infront of him. Something felt wrong. When a minute ago you were fighting so strongly to leave, and here you are, tied to the house. Tied to him. "What's wrong?" You questioned, taking a few steps towards him. He looked up at you with glossy eyes. "It's all you ever do. All you ever do is leave." His grip tightened on the counter. The atmosphere felt thicker. "I want you here. I want you here with me, Y/n."

"I'm sure you have better things to do than babysit me. We are both busy people Yeojeong, I just don't have time."

"You never have time!" He raised his voice slightly. "I have been nothing but kind, all you do is push me away. What have I done to you?" That last sentence stung. I struck a different kind of pain, different than anything you'd endured during high school. "Yeojeo-"

"No." He cut you off. "I will always have time for you, Y/n. There's no one else I'd rather spend that time with." What was he getting at here? Did he want you to stop everything you'd worked so hard for? Everything you'd dedicated your life to?

"I like you, Y/n. More than you will ever understand."

The room fell silent and his head fell again, this time in same. His heart beat faster with each of your footsteps.

"I've come to the realization that it's okay. It's okay to feel wanted. It's okay to feel loved." You took a pause to admire his soft features. "I want that all from you, Yeojeong." A smile crept onto your face as his head shot up. "You really mean it?" Hope laced his voice.

You nodded and he wasted no time wrapping you in a sweet, warm hug.

"You have no idea how much you mean to me, Yeojeong."

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🂡 find you - chishiya

[chishiya x fem!reader]

synopsis - chishiya promised he would find you after the borderlands

warning! swearing

i haven't wrote in a long time, especially for aib. i hope you guys like it!

"I will find you, no matter how long it takes." Fireworks rang through the air signifying the end of the hell they called the Borderlands. "It's over, my love, we did it."

-

Y/n shot up from her bed with an intense pain immediately hitting her side. "What the fuck?" She groaned, moving her hands to cover her waist.

"Oh, great! You're awake." A sickly sweet feminine voice rang out from the other side of the curtain. "I'm your nurse. I just need to change out your gauze." Gauze? Nurse?"

"What the hell happened to me? Why am I here?" A million thoughts ran through her head all at once, not a single one leading to anything that could have possibly happened to her.

"You were one of many unfortunate people in the meteorite distaster of Shibuya. It really is a shame, so many people died. Almost all of our hospitals..." The whole world disappeared for a moment. Meteorite disaster? How is that even possible? It was only a few fireworks and..

..fireworks?

The memories hit her so fast, every moment she spent in the Borderlands flooding back. Every death, every game, every friendship. Her fingers ghosted over her lips, one name kept coming to mind.

Chishiya.

"I will find you, no matter how long it takes."

But she couldn't wait that long, she couldn't sit there and wait for him. She needed to find him. Y/n's nurse finally left the room after changing her gauze, and Y/n already had the shoes should found at her bedside on. "Pinch and pull." Y/n bit down on her lip as she ripped the last of the tubes out of her arms. Groaning in pain she stood up and raced out of her wing as fast and her legs could take her, making it down to the main lobby.

"Helloo, Ms. L/n! I brought you some of the war- ..Y/n?" The nurse scanned the room and noticed her shoes were gone. "Shit," grabbing the wall phone, she spoke into it, "3rd floor east wing, code yellow!"

"Hello ma'am, how can I help you?" A very uninterested receptionist looked up at her. "I need to know where someone might be staying." I need to know if he made it.

"The name?" "Chishiya." The receptionist popped her gum and looked up at her again. “I'm gonna need another name." Another name? Who the hell else is named Chishiya?

"You know, the stars are really bright tonight. I don't think I've ever seen them like this before." The stars lit up so beautifully she could almost swear they were right there. "Really? Have you never left Tokyo?" Y/n thought for a moment. "No, I don't think I have. My parents never had time to take me anywhere else." "Yeah, my parents didn't either." Chishiya sighed. "What were they like? Mr. and Mrs. Chishiya." Chishiya closed his eyes and tried to remember anything good that happened with his father, nothing came. "Shuntarō, do good in school. Shuntarō, do better. You know all the...“

"Shuntarō! Chishiya, Shuntarō!" The receptionist looked back down her computer and started typing. Could she go any slower? "Relation?"

"What?"

"What is your relation to Mr. Chishiya, ma'am." What does it matter? "I'm his, uh.." What even were we?

"..girlfriend." The receptionist looked her up and down before typing again. "Uhhh, it seems like he's in the recovery ward. 4th floor, west wing, 4507. They're not currently allo-"

"Thank you!"

That's all she needed to hear before she was off again. Her lungs felt like collapsing as her legs carried her up 4 flights of stairs. There were people everywhere, doctors rushing to get to patients, grieving families, patients who got discharged. Most people were all here for the same reason Y/n was, but some people weren't as lucky.

Her mind flashed with images of all the bodies, the people, the deaths. The nameless faces who will never get a chance to chance to see their families again, all people who weren't as lucky as her.

With every step she took her heart grew heavier with the possibility that Chishiya wasn't lucky. She was with him in their last moments, she was sure he was breathing. He had to be, right?

4505..

4506..

4507.

She took slow steps into the room, the air was still and quiet.

"Y/n?" She whipped around at the sound of the voice. His voice.

She barely got a chance to see him before his arms were around her in a tight hug. "I found you." She sobbed, gripping on to his shirt. "You did, love, you did." His grip on her tighted while he ran a hand down her hair.

"So sweet, I got a toothache." Someone groaned out from behind the curtain. Y/n unwrapped herself from Chishiya's arms and pulled it back. "Oh, shit. Niragi?"

She took a step around to the edge of the bed to get a good look at him. "You look horrible." Niragi huffed and turned over. Y/n shot a look over to Chishiya, silent "wtf is he even doing here" being exchanged through glances.

Y/n took Chishiya's hand and led him out of the room. Pulling him into another hug, she sighed. "I'm really glad you made it, Chishi.“ He scoffed. "Did you think you could get rid of me that easily?"

The setting sun illuminated his features perfectly. She ran her hands over the cuts and scars decorating his face. "I really want to kiss you right now."

"What's stopping you?"

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✎ drunk - han jisung

[han jisung x fem!reader]

synopsis - you're out with your friend jisung, and a few drinks leads to a lot of confessions.

warning! alcohol consumption

this is my first k-pop related post, let me know if you guys like it and if i should do more posts like this! i had a lot a fun writing it ♥︎

"Don't drink so much! You know you're a lightweight." You drowned out the voice of your best friend Jisung, taking another long sip of your tall glass of beer. "Leave me alone, Ji! I'll only have a few."

A few turned into a lot. You were on your 5th drink of the night, dancing around to the music with no care. Jisung, however, was watching you like a hawk. He sighed, silently expressing his admiration for you, the admiration he could never express out loud. He had liked you for as long as he could remember, yet he helped you through every boyfriend, every breakup, every heartbreak. Even if you didn't like him back, he was always still there for you, side by side through everything. You had always teased him, saying things like, "Ji, why don't you have a girlfriend yet?" God, that nickname. Ji. It always sent his stomach into a frenzy, butterflies erupting the second it left your mouth. The answer was simple though, Jisung just really had no interest in anyone but you.

"Jisung~!" He snapped out of his thoughts at your voice as you stumbled over to him. "Why aren't you -hic- having fun?" He furrowed his brows at you. "What makes you think I'm not having fun?" You scoffed, rolling your eyes. "You're acting like a loooserr." You said, dragging your voice out. "Well, ouch." Jisung says with a chuckle. You plopped down in the seat next to him and slung yourself over the arm.

"You're so -hic- cute, you know?" You said. Your eyes burned into the side of his face as he felt his cheeks heat up. "What?" He was facing you now, obviously taken aback by your words. Did you just say what he thought you said? "You heard me, idiot." You said, leaning your head back to stare at something in the distance. Jisung struggled with a reply, fortunately, you had already started mumbling again. "Her," you said, pointing at a girl around your age with a red dress, sipping on her drink. She could obviously hold her alcohol better than you. She had gorgeous blonde hair and seductive eyes, eyes that were trained on Jisung. "She's been staring at you all night, I can't stand it. You wanna fight, hoe?" You slurred, turning around in your chair to lean over the back of it, pointing your finger at her. She obviously didn't hear you, it was more just a mumble of words than actually aimed at her. Jisung quickly sprung from his chair and grabbed you by your waist, sitting you back down. "We should probably go now, Y/N. I'll drive you home." He held out his hand for you to take, which you happily accepted. He secured an arm around your waist as you walked out. "Woah there, buy me a drink first." You laughed. "You've definitely had enough." He said with a smirk as he led you out.

-

You finally made it into your apartment after fumbling with the keys for a good minute, the smell of warm vanilla filling your nose. "Home sweet home." You sighed, plopping down on the couch. "Definitely smells a lot better than the dorms. Changbin is a nightmare." He laughed, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and handing it to you. "You need to drink some water, you're gonna have a killer hangover in the morning." You huffed, taking the water bottle from him and taking a long sip. "Worth it. I got to spend the night with my favorite person." You said, staring up into his eyes. He shook his head and sat down next to you. "Are you always this affectionate when you're drunk?" "No, only to you." You said, resting your head on his lap. This wasn't an odd gesture, being the close friends you were, but he still stiffened at the touch given everything you 'd said throughout the night.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" He felt his breath catch in his throat. "I don't believe you have." "I love you like more than just a friend; I have for so long. I just wish you felt the same." You confessed, delivered as if you were completely sober. "You're drunk, Y/n." "Truth juice!" You refuted. He sighed at your confession. He wanted it to be true, more than anything. But given your state, he just couldn't believe it. "We'll talk about it in the morning, alright?" You nodded your head with a yawn. 

"Goodnight, Y/n. ..I love you too."

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hi i lov u marry me 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽😍 -anon

ofc pookie 🤭 when's the wedding