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Omg I love comfortable! Like yes wreck my heart jeonghan but omg we need a part 2! Just wanted to know if you’re planning to do a part 2 to this 😭🫶 pls say yes

Hello everyone!!

Omg, it’s been a while 🥹 I plan on finally (fr this time) continuing my series!!

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See you guys soon! xx

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yall…. it’s sitting in my drafts and i had two completely different plots for how i wanted it to go….

you guys shall see…..🫣

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small drabble i thought about at 4 this morning, and i couldn’t sleep without writing it all…🥹

w! ; 1st person, unreciprocated feelings, maybe cursing? cold reader. lowercase is intentional. <3

“don’t you know y/n likes you jeonghan?” i froze from my place outside of the room, my eyes widening as i could see his soft gaze now slightly faulter.

“no she doesn’t leemin.” he wasn’t looking at her when he spoke, looking down at the floor in front of him and shaking his head slightly.

i wasn’t too sure why, but his reaction was slowly making a knot form in my stomach that slowly starting sinking.

“jeonghan.” she gave him hard eyes and grabbed his hand, making him look at her.

“she does. she probably even loves you jeonghan.”

my heart started beating so loud that i thought they might hear it from outside of the door.

“we’ll that’s okay, because i love her too, she’s my bestfriend leemin.”

this is when the knot that was slowly being formed and twisted all around finally sank to the pit of my stomach.

he was trying so hard to deny my feelings, yet i wasn’t even the one putting them out on display for him.

“no jeonghan, stop acting clueless, she likes you, more than a bestfriend, more than a brother, more than any other excuse you may have.” she wasn’t yelling, but she was clear about getting her point across.

and regardless of whether it was my unannounced presence she was trying to get her point across to, or jeonghan who was looking guilty in front of her, she got it across to the both of us.

“and, it’s fine if you see her that way too jeonghan. she’s a sweet girl. too sweet for her own good, and i know she would know how to treat you.”

i didn’t know if her sentence was done, or if jeonghan was just too shaken up by what she was saying as he abruptly answered.

“but it isn’t like that leemin, at least, not on my end.”

if that weren’t enough for my heart to take, he kept on speaking, looking down at the palms of his hands as if they had the answers to how he was really feeling.

“i love y/n, i do, but not like that, ever.”

and it kept going.

“she’s sweet and cares for me yes, but she isn’t for me, not like that at least.”

his words almost made me angry, he was telling her all of his thoughts regarding me as if my feelings for him were her business in the first place.

i couldn’t be mad though, i wasn’t even the one to tell him.

my thoughts finally began to quiet down and i looked back at the two, seeing leemin almost look bad for me as if i could hear what he was saying.

ironic, right?

“then what are you trying to say jeonghan?” i closed my eyes, stepping slightly away from the door. this conversation was coming to an end and so was my time in his apartment.

“i- i may not have these feeling for y/n but, i think i like you leemin, and the way that you understand me.”

“the way that you understand me” what was that supposed to even mean? i was his bestfriend, wasn’t i supposed to be the one that really knew him? did he show her sides of him that i never knew?

and the single tear had finally fallen. maybe the weight of it was so heavy that it made my presence known as jeonghan turned his head, looking through the crack of his door.

i was quick to slip off to the side for a minute, hoping he didn’t come out to check his apartment as i would be ‘hiding’ in blind sight, right on the side of his door.

and thankfully he didn’t.

i relaxed my shoulders and held my breath the best i could, trying my best not to start off into a string of tears and cries while still being in his room unannounced.

i went to the apartment door and didn’t care how loud it closed, he had two other roommates, it could be joshua for all he cared.

the breeze of the wind almost made my tears halt, not wanting to come out as the feeling on my cheeks would be too cold mixed with the feeling of the air.

i began to slowly walk back to my dorm, looking down at my feet as they walked one in front of the other. and i didn’t hold my tears anymore? watching them land on the fabric of my bottoms and on the dry pavement below me.

it was hard for me to accept that this was inevitable to happening. just the way it did happen though, wasn’t ideal.

then again, is it ideal to fall for your bestfriend in the first place?

i didn’t realize the path i was taking was no longer the path back to my room when i noticed myself going off into patches of fake green grass.

i looked up and saw the small park in front of me now, thinking there was no one there until i heard the creaking of one of the old swings.

mingyu was seated on the swing, his feet stuck to the ground as he lightly swung himself, book in hand and pencil toying with the bottom part of his lip.

i let out an unintentional string of sniffles and mingyu looked in my direction, his big smile immediately taking place on his face as he saw me standing there.

“hey y/n!” he waved at me, motioning for me to come over and swing with him. i let out a small smile back, feeling too bad to reject his offer, but my were pulling me right back onto the pavement.

“ah gyu, i was just about to head home and study for tomorrow.” i still tried my best to speak in a stable, soft voice with him. he truly was a gentle guy and i would have never turned him down if the circumstances were different.

he only shook his head, still motioning for me to come, almost more enthusiastic now.

“that’s fine y/n, come study with me! it’s more fun when you aren’t alone.” his smile made my heart warm a little, a weak smile coming onto my face as i watched the friendly giant act so sweet towards me.

as bad as i wanted to run to my room and just cry my sorrows into my pillow, i knew that wasn’t good for me.

it was inevitable to happening, but maybe not just yet, maybe later tonight, after watching movies with seungkwan and hoshi, then telling them about everything that went on and them just being there to bash him in a way to make me feel better about him not liking me back.

“that boy doesn’t know anything!”

“he should be happy you like him y/n.”

“he doesn’t even deserve you in that way.”

i could practically already hear their responses, and i know they didn’t mean the harsh things they said about him, but it was to give me that little push into moving on, trying to make me feel like i was worth more than someone not wanting me the way i wanted them.

but, i did my best to fake a happy demeanor as i made my way over to the swing set with him.

maybe this study session wouldn’t all be faked happiness either, hopefully at least.

it was continuous knocks on my door that i tried so hard to ignore, but regardless of how good of a job i was doing, seungkwan didn’t let jeonghan’s continued knocking override the sound of his movie as he knew no one else was going to get the door.

maybe i should have told seungkwan about what happened earlier, but i couldn’t do it without hoshi there too, he’d feel betrayed.

“y/n, jeonghan’s here.” seungkwan said it so casually, the same way he said it everytime jeonghan came by to get me for class, or just come by and i didn’t get to the door before he could.

i wanted so badly to just sit in my bed and ignore him, maybe even act like i was sleeping.

but a twisted part of me was almost waiting to be cold towards him.

it wasn’t his fault for not returning my feelings, no matter how hard it was for me to accept that. but hearing how he spoke so softly about me, hearing that he felt bad knowing the way he knew how much i cared for him, yet he just didn’t feel the same almost made me question what i was doing wrong.

“y/n?”

now it was jeonghan calling my name, but the sound of his confused and almost worried voice just made me feel a wave of anger, or maybe annoyance flash through my body.

i let out a heavy sigh, opening the door to my room and seeing seungkwan still holding the door for jeonghan, seeing me gave him his okay to leave off to the kitchen area to now refill on his snacks.

jeonghan’s eyebrows softly furrowed at me, seeing as i was already in my clothes for bed and didn’t have one pencil or notebook in my hand, in comparison to him having his textbooks on his side.

“why didn’t you come by, i’ve been waiting for you but you never answered me.”

i don’t know if it was the fact that he had to face me after confessing his feelings for someone else only hours prior, but he was gentle with the way he was speaking to me.

despite the fact that i still technically stood up our study session.

i raised a brow and shrugged. not having much to say. and i know it sounds so wrong, but it was almost gratifying seeing his confused face at my foreign response to his question.

i wasn’t being my normal chipper and love struck self with him.

and maybe he grew too comfortable with that side of me.

rather than getting upset, jeonghan tried to push it off, walking and and closing the door behind him before setting his books on the table.

“it’s okay though, i have my books here so all you need are your notes.” he slightly smiled.

it was almost making me angry, seeing him make himself so comfortable in my dorm after he confessed to not feeling the same way.

only thing is though, i wasn’t even supposed to know. regardless though, it still felt wrong to me. he was speaking to her like he had already known i had feelings for him. how long was he letting me treat him so fondly, while having these hidden feelings for this other girl? why hadn’t he ever told me about them?

“it’s late jeonghan.” i shook my head, seeing him start making himself comfortable at the small kitchen table where a good portion of our study dates were usually held.

jeonghan smiled and shook his head, pulling out the chair next to him and sitting himself down as well.

“ah it’s fine y/n i don’t mind, we may just have to skip coffee in the morning-“

his soft voice was harshly cut off by my much lower one.

“well, i mind.” i almost sassed. our conversation now caught the attention of seungkwan as well, as he was eyeing us while pouring his now popped popcorn into the big blue bowl he had.

jeonghan looked up at me and i could see something in his eyes. he almost looked, scared? no not scared, more like the look you have when your favorite teacher scolds you for the first time in highschool.

you aren’t sad and crying about it, but you still have that almost embarrassed feeling deep down, and i could read it clearly across his face.

“but y/n, we have an exam tomorrow, we haven’t studied at all for it.” he was trying to reason with me, but this just showed maybe he didn’t know me as well as i thought.

i didn’t care about my exams, shit i didn’t even read half of the questions while we studied. the only reason i ever cared was so that i could have these alone time sessions with jeonghan where we would be in our own little world for a while, no one else there to bother or join us.

i raised a brow at him again, lightly shrugging at him as i starred at his now confused face.

“well, maybe you didn’t study, but mingyu helped me with the questions i had already.”

too much?

maybe, as i could see jeonghan’s face finally fall into an almost unreadable expression.

whatever expression it was though made my stomach drop. maybe i was being too forward, or maybe i was hinting a little too hard with this new cold persona. but did he know that i knew? was i making it that obvious that he was able to think back to the fact that i texted him i was 5 minutes away and then never showed up? i had never done it before, so maybe it was all coming together to him.

or maybe i was just overthinking that badly.

it seemed my last comment struck a nerve for him, as his mouth went from lightly handing open to chewing on his sore lip.

maybe she was kissing those lips earlier.

the cursed thought made me even more angry, now making me annoyed at the fact that he was still sitting there despite me telling him it was too late to be studying.

“alright jeonghan, you should see yourself out, get back before it gets too dark.” i only swing my hand in his direction, turning back on my feet and going into my room, closing my door maybe a little too harshly. maybe my words of care were enough to make up for it though, showing that i did still want him to return home safely that night.

i walked to my bed and tried my best to keep this cold demeanor, hearing my heart beat faster as i hadn’t heard much commotion outside since i’d told jeonghan to see himself out.

it wasn’t until i heard the door slowly close, that i finally let myself cry into my pillow, and my harsh words didn’t sting me until now.

why was i so rude to him? it wasn’t his fault. i just couldn’t help feeling almost angry at him for not feeling the same way.

was i angry at him, or was i angry at the world? whoever it was i was angry at, it still wasn’t fair for me to treat him that way.

it was just a string of weeps into my pillow when i heard my phone ding.

maybe it was seungkwan hearing me from the other room, and my attempt at muffling my cries weren’t as good as i thought.

but my stomach dropped upon seeing jeonghan’s name flash across my screen.

he was probably angry at me for how i treated him, i wouldn’t blame him though.

i read the messages and they only made my heart churn more for the poor boy.

why did i so badly just want to make him upset to match my own feelings? it certainly wasn’t fair to him.

i planned on leaving the messages unopened, at least until the morning giving me enough time to conjure up some kind of answer. but one last message was sent to me on his end, and it made my tears suddenly form a lump in my throat.

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When the Felix fanfics coming in guys ..

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i knowww this probably isn’t the update you guys were wanting but PLEASE bare with me. 🥹

classes have started and this sleep schedule is not good at ALLL 😣

i have the whole thing almost fully written! just some minor details and editing i want to add before i post, which should be by saturday afternoon/ sunday morning 🤗

it will be worth the wait!! (i hope for you guys 🥹)

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Hate That... (Lovin’ Me pt 2)

Summary: You hated that he could move on so fast. That he could act as if nothing ever happened, that you were nothing, while you were left picking up the pieces of your heart. But you never got to know how he felt. You never really got the truth.

Genre: Angst, college!au, hurt no comfort

Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan x fem!reader! (featuring Hoshi, DK, Dino, and mentions of S.Coups)

WC: 3.1k

Read other parts: pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

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Lovin’ Me (pt. 1)

Summary: You and Jeonghan have a…difficult relationship. You love him, and though you would like to think he feels the same, you know he will never love you. So why do you keep going to him every time he calls?

Genre: Angst, (mild) smut, college!au (are we surprised? no), hurt no comfort

WC: 2.9k

Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan x fem!reader

Read the other parts: pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3

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Hide & Seek (Jeonghan)

“True love is not a hide and seek game: in true love, both lovers seek each other.” 

― Michael Bassey Johnson Words: 1667

After an unintentional hiatus, I’ve made a short scenario for my friends. I hope you guys will like this one 

“Anyway, can you tell him I’d like to see the new jewelry store with him? I’ve been waiting for ages for the store to open, and I wanted to pick up rings with Jeonghan.”

You twirled the telephone cord between your fingers, eyes watery somehow. The voice was bouncing inside your head, though it felt like every single word stabbed your sides. How could one voice tore your heart into nothing? “Sure, I’ll tell him.”

“And tell him I miss him, and he did well at the comeback stage.”

“I’ll tell him.”

“Okay, thanks,” and the call ended. The girl probably fluttered her lashes as she cut the call, leaving you startled with the phone near your face. The thoughts that you had were still a blur, your throat sore and dry from holding back. The question marks all over you and your boyfriend were gone for some reason, and bitterly, you finally know why.

Your knees weakened on the spot, the phone falling on the floor beside you. Heavy sighs left your chapped lips, eyes straight to the scenery outside. It was weird though, you were sure that the sun was just about to rest, but not a single star was there to light up the dark sky. 

Maybe someone you love, someone you will used to love knew how dark it was going to be. And you could already feel the hurt crawl up to your skin.

“Y/N, sweetie, you were looking for me?” A man’s voice echoed through the empty hallway. Practice was over, and all of the boys retreated back to their own rooms, sight fixated on the ground and shoulders droopy. The corridor was a sight and it sent chills on his skin, yet Jeonghan decided to stay and search for you within the building. He had always looked for you like this at night, enjoying the calm while playing hide-and-seek with you. It was never a game for you though, but you always wanted him to search for your eyes, and you’ve always wanted to tell him ‘you’ve found me’.

But not tonight. It was going to be the vice versa of everything. You weren’t going to hide away and keep yourself in the dark.

“Jeonghan, it’s over,” you spoke out with trembling lips, just meters away from him. His eyes immediately widened as he heard you, and he followed the trail you left him.

And so, he found you, standing just beside the door, eyes dead and swollen like you have just spent an eternity crying. But you were smiling, the pure and gentle kind; a smile so bright it hurt his insides.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” he strolled closer to you and reached out for your hands, his eyebrows were knitted together with worry as he flinched at the icy sensation of your hands. It felt wrong to see you like that. It all felt too wrong. “Is there something wrong? What happened?”

“She, called me while you were out.”

“She? Who’s she?”

“She told me she wanted to see that new jewelry place with you.”

“Y/N, who’s she?”

There was a long pause, before you could speak out to him. You broke into tears, begging for air within his arms. You laid your head on his chest, and Jeonghan remembered you don’t usually lean onto him. You were a gem on your own, and cradling you on his chest made him feel that you were too broken to put back together. “Your ex. Jeonghan, your ex called me.”

“Y/N, what do you-”

“She called me earlier, last night, the week before, two months before. She called me, Jeonghan. She was looking for you through the phone. And I’ve been answering her for you ever since,” his hold on you tighten, your skin losing its color while you struggled to break free from him. You tried to look for him in his eyes, but he was away, somewhere out there with someone dear to him. “Jeonghan, how long?”

“It’s just-”

“How long Jeonghan? How long have you been talking to her without me knowing?”

He bit his lips as he was left in a trance to remember when it all started. Was it the day when he fought with you because of his work? Or was it the afternoon he checked his contacts and managed to slip a message?

It was the night you were sleeping on his bed, just an arm away from him. He was wide-awake that night, fighting his insomnia with the subtle light of his phone as his company. Jeonghan scrolled through articles and pictures, messages and posts before he knew you, someone who could smile and send him to cloud nine. And he saw her, the girl who broke her heart because he wasn’t enough for her, the girl who was worth more than anything for him months ago. Her profile was just there, waiting for him to simply send a message or two. The short 'hello’ turned into frequent midnight conversations with her, and the 8-hour dates with you turned into apologies and flowers. He left you empty promises every morning, though you still waited for the day you’ll be wrapped into his warmth and kisses.

It never occurred to him that he slowly fell into her again, and when he did, he was in too deep with his guilt and humiliation. Jeonghan was cheating on the girl who healed him with the girl who let him slip away from her fingers. He knew he was wrong, but as the past kissed him on the lips, the sight of you went blurry and you were pushed back to the corner of his mind.

Now the present was in front of him, tears falling on the cheeks as he drifted away in your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“You know well apologizing won’t change anything. You cheated on me. Yoon Jeonghan, whom I thought was my angel and the man I’d spend forever with, broke my heart with just a snap of his fingers.”

“I didn’t want this to happen.”

You stood up with the force you never knew you had. He was pushed back to lean on his elbows as you towered over him. Your eyes were crystal clear and unwavering while your lips spit all of the hidden truths that he ignored. “But you made it happen. You hurt me when you chose to send that message to her that night. And you thought I never knew? I’m not like them Jeonghan. I know when my man’s talking to someone who wants him back. But I loved you, and I gave you a lot of chances to love me again. Turns out I was never loved by you at all.”

“Y/N you don’t understand. I love you, I just happened to see her often, but I wasn’t into her.”

“Jeonghan, I can see her in your eyes, and I can see her smiling.”

“No, no you’re in my heart Y/N.”

“If I was, then I would’ve been standing in her place instead. I would’ve been madly in love with you instead of fighting for my place in your life. You were sparkling in my eyes, ever since, until now. You still were. But what’s the use of keeping you in my life if all that you could do is light up a fire and burn everything else down?”

“Y/N, please. Listen to me.”

“Let’s break up.”

He stood up and grabbed your hands, pulling you down towards him. The tears were visible on his eyes. He was almost begging you to come to him and stay right there beside him. Jeonghan felt the pain he was looking for. And he knew that the pain that he had was nothing compared to your aches that he gave you. Making you cry was one thing, but for him to learn that you knew that he was betraying you was a punch on the stomach.

“Let me go,” it was a surprise for you on how you spoke those words so easily, like you wouldn’t miss the feeling of his hand on your own. You knew too well that this was a mistake you would regret, but it was a mistake right from the moment he shifted his eyes away from you.

“Y/N, I love you.”

“If you did, we wouldn’t be here. We wouldn’t be hearing anything from someone who belongs in the past. We wouldn’t be crying like this if you loved me. But do know, I loved you, maybe too much because we let this happen.”

You took a step away from his figure. And another, leaving everything that you had with him, the laughter and the cries, the hugs and games. The two of you saw that there was no other way but to continue looking forward, apart from each other.

“Stay with me.”

“I guess this is where we finally end this game.”

“I don’t want this to end.”

“We have to, because if we won’t, we’d look for each other, in turns, until we give up and play tag instead. Goodbye Jeonghan, please be well,” your hand fell on the doorknob. Cold, yet calming, it awakened you, that Jeonghan was a man you healed, a man you loved, though the man you didn’t end up for the future. You took a final glance to your lover, and gave a genuine smile, one thing he’d never be able to forget about the love that saved him. “Let’s stop looking for each other. Thank you, you’ve found me, and I found myself. You’ve healed, I haven’t, but I’ll be fine. You taught me a lot. I loved you.”

“I love you as well.”

You opened the door as the night sky welcomed you in its loving arms. With his face fading away in your head, you closed your eyes and walked away from him. “The difference is that, I loved you, before you could even found me.”

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PART 2 IM A FEW DAYS!!!

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small drabble i thought about at 4 this morning, and i couldn’t sleep without writing it all…🥹

w! ; 1st person, unreciprocated feelings, maybe cursing? cold reader. lowercase is intentional. <3

“don’t you know y/n likes you jeonghan?” i froze from my place outside of the room, my eyes widening as i could see his soft gaze now slightly faulter.

“no she doesn’t leemin.” he wasn’t looking at her when he spoke, looking down at the floor in front of him and shaking his head slightly.

i wasn’t too sure why, but his reaction was slowly making a knot form in my stomach that slowly starting sinking.

“jeonghan.” she gave him hard eyes and grabbed his hand, making him look at her.

“she does. she probably even loves you jeonghan.”

my heart started beating so loud that i thought they might hear it from outside of the door.

“we’ll that’s okay, because i love her too, she’s my bestfriend leemin.”

this is when the knot that was slowly being formed and twisted all around finally sank to the pit of my stomach.

he was trying so hard to deny my feelings, yet i wasn’t even the one putting them out on display for him.

“no jeonghan, stop acting clueless, she likes you, more than a bestfriend, more than a brother, more than any other excuse you may have.” she wasn’t yelling, but she was clear about getting her point across.

and regardless of whether it was my unannounced presence she was trying to get her point across to, or jeonghan who was looking guilty in front of her, she got it across to the both of us.

“and, it’s fine if you see her that way too jeonghan. she’s a sweet girl. too sweet for her own good, and i know she would know how to treat you.”

i didn’t know if her sentence was done, or if jeonghan was just too shaken up by what she was saying as he abruptly answered.

“but it isn’t like that leemin, at least, not on my end.”

if that weren’t enough for my heart to take, he kept on speaking, looking down at the palms of his hands as if they had the answers to how he was really feeling.

“i love y/n, i do, but not like that, ever.”

and it kept going.

“she’s sweet and cares for me yes, but she isn’t for me, not like that at least.”

his words almost made me angry, he was telling her all of his thoughts regarding me as if my feelings for him were her business in the first place.

i couldn’t be mad though, i wasn’t even the one to tell him.

my thoughts finally began to quiet down and i looked back at the two, seeing leemin almost look bad for me as if i could hear what he was saying.

ironic, right?

“then what are you trying to say jeonghan?” i closed my eyes, stepping slightly away from the door. this conversation was coming to an end and so was my time in his apartment.

“i- i may not have these feeling for y/n but, i think i like you leemin, and the way that you understand me.”

“the way that you understand me” what was that supposed to even mean? i was his bestfriend, wasn’t i supposed to be the one that really knew him? did he show her sides of him that i never knew?

and the single tear had finally fallen. maybe the weight of it was so heavy that it made my presence known as jeonghan turned his head, looking through the crack of his door.

i was quick to slip off to the side for a minute, hoping he didn’t come out to check his apartment as i would be ‘hiding’ in blind sight, right on the side of his door.

and thankfully he didn’t.

i relaxed my shoulders and held my breath the best i could, trying my best not to start off into a string of tears and cries while still being in his room unannounced.

i went to the apartment door and didn’t care how loud it closed, he had two other roommates, it could be joshua for all he cared.

the breeze of the wind almost made my tears halt, not wanting to come out as the feeling on my cheeks would be too cold mixed with the feeling of the air.

i began to slowly walk back to my dorm, looking down at my feet as they walked one in front of the other. and i didn’t hold my tears anymore? watching them land on the fabric of my bottoms and on the dry pavement below me.

it was hard for me to accept that this was inevitable to happening. just the way it did happen though, wasn’t ideal.

then again, is it ideal to fall for your bestfriend in the first place?

i didn’t realize the path i was taking was no longer the path back to my room when i noticed myself going off into patches of fake green grass.

i looked up and saw the small park in front of me now, thinking there was no one there until i heard the creaking of one of the old swings.

mingyu was seated on the swing, his feet stuck to the ground as he lightly swung himself, book in hand and pencil toying with the bottom part of his lip.

i let out an unintentional string of sniffles and mingyu looked in my direction, his big smile immediately taking place on his face as he saw me standing there.

“hey y/n!” he waved at me, motioning for me to come over and swing with him. i let out a small smile back, feeling too bad to reject his offer, but my were pulling me right back onto the pavement.

“ah gyu, i was just about to head home and study for tomorrow.” i still tried my best to speak in a stable, soft voice with him. he truly was a gentle guy and i would have never turned him down if the circumstances were different.

he only shook his head, still motioning for me to come, almost more enthusiastic now.

“that’s fine y/n, come study with me! it’s more fun when you aren’t alone.” his smile made my heart warm a little, a weak smile coming onto my face as i watched the friendly giant act so sweet towards me.

as bad as i wanted to run to my room and just cry my sorrows into my pillow, i knew that wasn’t good for me.

it was inevitable to happening, but maybe not just yet, maybe later tonight, after watching movies with seungkwan and hoshi, then telling them about everything that went on and them just being there to bash him in a way to make me feel better about him not liking me back.

“that boy doesn’t know anything!”

“he should be happy you like him y/n.”

“he doesn’t even deserve you in that way.”

i could practically already hear their responses, and i know they didn’t mean the harsh things they said about him, but it was to give me that little push into moving on, trying to make me feel like i was worth more than someone not wanting me the way i wanted them.

but, i did my best to fake a happy demeanor as i made my way over to the swing set with him.

maybe this study session wouldn’t all be faked happiness either, hopefully at least.

it was continuous knocks on my door that i tried so hard to ignore, but regardless of how good of a job i was doing, seungkwan didn’t let jeonghan’s continued knocking override the sound of his movie as he knew no one else was going to get the door.

maybe i should have told seungkwan about what happened earlier, but i couldn’t do it without hoshi there too, he’d feel betrayed.

“y/n, jeonghan’s here.” seungkwan said it so casually, the same way he said it everytime jeonghan came by to get me for class, or just come by and i didn’t get to the door before he could.

i wanted so badly to just sit in my bed and ignore him, maybe even act like i was sleeping.

but a twisted part of me was almost waiting to be cold towards him.

it wasn’t his fault for not returning my feelings, no matter how hard it was for me to accept that. but hearing how he spoke so softly about me, hearing that he felt bad knowing the way he knew how much i cared for him, yet he just didn’t feel the same almost made me question what i was doing wrong.

“y/n?”

now it was jeonghan calling my name, but the sound of his confused and almost worried voice just made me feel a wave of anger, or maybe annoyance flash through my body.

i let out a heavy sigh, opening the door to my room and seeing seungkwan still holding the door for jeonghan, seeing me gave him his okay to leave off to the kitchen area to now refill on his snacks.

jeonghan’s eyebrows softly furrowed at me, seeing as i was already in my clothes for bed and didn’t have one pencil or notebook in my hand, in comparison to him having his textbooks on his side.

“why didn’t you come by, i’ve been waiting for you but you never answered me.”

i don’t know if it was the fact that he had to face me after confessing his feelings for someone else only hours prior, but he was gentle with the way he was speaking to me.

despite the fact that i still technically stood up our study session.

i raised a brow and shrugged. not having much to say. and i know it sounds so wrong, but it was almost gratifying seeing his confused face at my foreign response to his question.

i wasn’t being my normal chipper and love struck self with him.

and maybe he grew too comfortable with that side of me.

rather than getting upset, jeonghan tried to push it off, walking and and closing the door behind him before setting his books on the table.

“it’s okay though, i have my books here so all you need are your notes.” he slightly smiled.

it was almost making me angry, seeing him make himself so comfortable in my dorm after he confessed to not feeling the same way.

only thing is though, i wasn’t even supposed to know. regardless though, it still felt wrong to me. he was speaking to her like he had already known i had feelings for him. how long was he letting me treat him so fondly, while having these hidden feelings for this other girl? why hadn’t he ever told me about them?

“it’s late jeonghan.” i shook my head, seeing him start making himself comfortable at the small kitchen table where a good portion of our study dates were usually held.

jeonghan smiled and shook his head, pulling out the chair next to him and sitting himself down as well.

“ah it’s fine y/n i don’t mind, we may just have to skip coffee in the morning-“

his soft voice was harshly cut off by my much lower one.

“well, i mind.” i almost sassed. our conversation now caught the attention of seungkwan as well, as he was eyeing us while pouring his now popped popcorn into the big blue bowl he had.

jeonghan looked up at me and i could see something in his eyes. he almost looked, scared? no not scared, more like the look you have when your favorite teacher scolds you for the first time in highschool.

you aren’t sad and crying about it, but you still have that almost embarrassed feeling deep down, and i could read it clearly across his face.

“but y/n, we have an exam tomorrow, we haven’t studied at all for it.” he was trying to reason with me, but this just showed maybe he didn’t know me as well as i thought.

i didn’t care about my exams, shit i didn’t even read half of the questions while we studied. the only reason i ever cared was so that i could have these alone time sessions with jeonghan where we would be in our own little world for a while, no one else there to bother or join us.

i raised a brow at him again, lightly shrugging at him as i starred at his now confused face.

“well, maybe you didn’t study, but mingyu helped me with the questions i had already.”

too much?

maybe, as i could see jeonghan’s face finally fall into an almost unreadable expression.

whatever expression it was though made my stomach drop. maybe i was being too forward, or maybe i was hinting a little too hard with this new cold persona. but did he know that i knew? was i making it that obvious that he was able to think back to the fact that i texted him i was 5 minutes away and then never showed up? i had never done it before, so maybe it was all coming together to him.

or maybe i was just overthinking that badly.

it seemed my last comment struck a nerve for him, as his mouth went from lightly handing open to chewing on his sore lip.

maybe she was kissing those lips earlier.

the cursed thought made me even more angry, now making me annoyed at the fact that he was still sitting there despite me telling him it was too late to be studying.

“alright jeonghan, you should see yourself out, get back before it gets too dark.” i only swing my hand in his direction, turning back on my feet and going into my room, closing my door maybe a little too harshly. maybe my words of care were enough to make up for it though, showing that i did still want him to return home safely that night.

i walked to my bed and tried my best to keep this cold demeanor, hearing my heart beat faster as i hadn’t heard much commotion outside since i’d told jeonghan to see himself out.

it wasn’t until i heard the door slowly close, that i finally let myself cry into my pillow, and my harsh words didn’t sting me until now.

why was i so rude to him? it wasn’t his fault. i just couldn’t help feeling almost angry at him for not feeling the same way.

was i angry at him, or was i angry at the world? whoever it was i was angry at, it still wasn’t fair for me to treat him that way.

it was just a string of weeps into my pillow when i heard my phone ding.

maybe it was seungkwan hearing me from the other room, and my attempt at muffling my cries weren’t as good as i thought.

but my stomach dropped upon seeing jeonghan’s name flash across my screen.

he was probably angry at me for how i treated him, i wouldn’t blame him though.

i read the messages and they only made my heart churn more for the poor boy.

why did i so badly just want to make him upset to match my own feelings? it certainly wasn’t fair to him.

i planned on leaving the messages unopened, at least until the morning giving me enough time to conjure up some kind of answer. but one last message was sent to me on his end, and it made my tears suddenly form a lump in my throat.

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JEONGHAN ELLE KOREA, 2023

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Why am I so obsessed with Jeonghan? He’s clearly evil.

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thank you this is exactly what i needed before bed now goodnight 🤭

thinking about how jeonghan would be the type of bf to say "you love me" when you tell him you hate him.

warning: two cuss words, jeonghan calls reader "babe"

you sit on your couch all dressed up, staring at the clock that hangs on your living room wall that says 10.40pm.

that makes jeonghan over 3 hours late now.

you reach for your phone that's sitting next to you and you unlock it to find no calls or even a text from him to let you know he would be late or that he couldn't make it after all.

you wouldn't have been as upset as you are if it's not for the fact that this would be the first time in months you're getting to go on a proper date with him.

he made a big deal out of it himself, rambling on and on about how much he was looking forward to it because he finally had some free time between his constant back to back schedules.

but where the fuck is he?

you try calling him, fingers tapping on your thigh restlessly as you wait for the call to connect, but it says his phone is off so you don't bother texting him either. not like he's going to see them anyway.

finally giving up on waiting, you get up from the sofa to get washed up and ready for bed.

that's when you hear the sound of keys jingling and the front door unlocking and you decide to ignore it and continue heading for the bathroom.

"hi babe," you stop walking when you hear jeonghan's tired voice and for a moment you think you should forgive him. "why are you all dressed— FUCK!"

the realisation finally hits him that he was supposed to take you out on a date tonight.

"i'm so sorry," his voice is soft as he rushes across the living room to you and you refuse to turn around to look at him. "i didn't mean to forget."

his arms quickly wrap around your waist as he whispers urgent apologies while pressing feather-light kisses to your exposed shoulder between his words.

"i hate you," you breathe out.

you don't mean it, of course you don't, but you're upset that he had forgotten about you.

"no you don't," he tightens his arms around you and he knows he's forgiven when he feels your body relax in his hold.

you're stubborn though and don't think he should be let off so easily.

"i hate you," your voice comes out a little more firm this time.

jeonghan places one last kiss on your shoulder before resting his head on it.

"you love me."

a sigh escapes you because you do, and you know he knows you do.

"yeah i do," you relent, "but i'm still upset though."

he starts swaying you side to side with him, as if you're doing a little dance.

"you should be and i'm really sorry about forgetting," he kisses your cheek and he realises you're crying.

he turns you around so he can wipe your tears away gently.

"i'm really sorry," he cups your face in his hands, thumbs grazing your cheeks delicately. "i really didn't mean to forget, practice went longer than it should and it just slipped my mind."

you look at his face and notices how worn out he looks and decides he should be let off easy this time.

"you should still make it up to me," you move away from him with your arms crossed.

"i should," he agrees, "just tell me what i need to do."

you pretend to think for a while.

"i think you should..." you drag it out purposely just for fun and you watch as jeonghan gets slightly nervous before you.

"i think you should kiss me as many times as the minutes that you were late."

jeonghan visibly relaxed and let out a laugh.

"that's a reward for me and not a punishment, babe."

a/n: totally not inspired by this at all and i saw someone saying jeonghan is the type of bf that will say "you wanna kiss me so bad" during an argument and i can't get that out of my head. jeonghan makes me so delusional, please send help. -bibi

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🥹🥹🥹 back to this imagine again

Jeonghan (윤정한):

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“The Other Side Of The Door”

synopsis: You found out that Jeonghan 'cheated' on you again with someone and get into a fight. You get angry and hate him but at the same time, is waiting for him to appear. He shows up at your house, in the rain, throwing pebbles and shouting, “I'm in love with you!”

genre: song fic (“The Other Side Of The Door” by Taylor Swift), angst

pairing: boyfriend!jeonghan x reader

warning: cheating partner

a/n: Wow. Simply wow. This song showcased a lot of mixed emotions, like hating someone but wanting them so bad at the same time. It was tricky but I like the final product. + This one is more centered around the reader than Jeonghan

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You couldn't tell how long it's been, felt like a few days when only a few hours have passed.

You were hiding behind the door, your knees brought up to your chest, your messy face buried in your arms.

There were Polaroid photographs scattered on the floor, your phone frozen in the gallery, stuck on a picture of you and Jeonghan, smiling joyfully on a night with shining stars.

Inside your head were the racing memories, flashbacks of your fight earlier in the day.

Despite your longing for Jeonghan to appear at your door, stop you from leaving when you did, he didn't appear. You didn't want to admit that you missed him but you did. You hated him, or at least you were supposed to hate him.

You did hate him. He cheated with that girl, that beautiful girl in the black dress. You hated that he could do such a thing.

The harsh words you threw at each other still lingered in your mind. His calls would ring your cell phone but continue untouched. Your fists were clenched. With so many things on your mind, you began to wonder, should everything just end here?

Your love for him that you thought was endless, was it finally coming to an end?

Even with the possibility of break up in your hands, what your mind continued to trace over were the shouts being thrown across the room when you two were arguing. You could hear the faint echo of the door slamming as you two left, not looking back.

The same door that you were leaning against, feeling so lonely with only you and your stupid pride.

Your house was silent, contradicting the fiery argument that took place outside only hours before.

The moment of how it started was right in front of you.

When you said “Leave!” but really wanted him to stay.

-

You were so unaware, blinded by love.

At first, when you saw the text message, you didn't want to believe that it was real. It could have been a mistake, another mistake of his.

You took a closer look at the picture. A beautiful girl wearing a black dress, caressing your boyfriend so fondly, his hand in her hair so pleasurably. You felt your heart break into a million pieces as the picture slowly crept into reality.

Spreading like wildfire in your veins, anger overtook your entire body. At that time, all you could think of was betrayal. You were betrayed yet once again after placing all your trust in that man that you loved.

Jeonghan walked back into the car. He went inside your house to quickly use the bathroom.

“Y/N, what are you-”

“Are you freaking serious?” I asked, in disbelief. You thought he changed. You thought that the faithful you finally changed the stranger him.

“Y/N,” He said quietly, walking closer to you. His steps were gentle but the look in his beautiful eyes held a bit of panic. “It's not like that. Trust me, I would never do that again.”

“Then what's this? What do you call this?” You handed him his phone, tears welling up in your eyes, burning your entire body.

You looked away, avoiding seeing him at all. The amount of hatred you had for him that had been forgiven came back in an instant when you realized that every word he fed you was just little white lies.

You massaged your forehead, biting your bottom lip, suppressing the tears. You couldn't think of what to do. The beautiful day it was supposed to be couldn't even begin. The peace had once again turned into war.

“That's it, this time I've had enough.”

You finally looked up at Jeonghan.

He had desperate eyes but now you couldn't even tell if they were just more of his lies. You couldn't trust anything anymore. His words of promise, saying that he'll change, were once again broken.

“Listen to me,” Jeonghan began.

You cut him off, “No, leave.”

Jeonghan placed his hands gently on your shoulder, trying again with that soft look of his to calm you down.

His touch only made you shout. “Leave!”

You quickly got yourself out of the car, Jeonghan following after you. You headed for your house.

Jeonghan took your wrist, holding it tightly.

You shouted and yanked your arm away. “I hate you! I hate you so much!”

He looked at you simply, but your blurry eyes couldn't tell what he was feeling.

“How could you do this to me twice? After all I've done for us?” You hit his chest angrily, pushing him toward the door. “Leave! You're just a cheater!”

Jeonghan began to speak, his words overlapping with yours, probably knowing how you would be.

“It's not what you think, let me speak, I'll tell you everything. I promised to change, please, I promised to. I will change, just, don't leave me,” He continued to speak but you just shook your head, pushing his firm arms away from your fragile body.

“Don't touch me, don't talk to me anymore!”

He continued to plead but you ignored his words. This time, you simply had enough of him going around and not treating you right.

The argument quickly escalated from pleads to stay and shouts to leave to insults, harsh words, blaming one another for the failing relationship.

“Leave!” You were so mad at him that you were about to shout, ‘It's over!’, but your sniffling stopped you.

You removed yourself from his touch out of anger, just as the fight was getting more heated, and went inside your house, slamming the door shut behind you.

That's how you got stuck in what seemed like an endless loop of waiting, hoping that he would come after you, appear at your door with flowers, and beg for days for you to return even when you were the one who wanted him back.

-

Rain was pouring, knocking on your windows softly, spreading coldness all around.

Your phone vibrated with more notifications.

You read each one carefully as they kept coming. Probably over a hundred missed calls and messages marked unread. You finally picked up your phone.

The options were already laid out in front of you, either return to him or leave him.

You hated him so much. You hated him because he was nothing but a cheater. He was no good for you, he was just another man who took advantage of you. He would never change.

The hours were lonely. You didn't want to admit it. You were aware of your mixed emotions but didn't want to admit the other half. Hatred, it was only hatred. It was supposed to be only hatred, not the lingering love and waiting.

You also couldn't deny how much you wanted him to follow after you, to chase after you, to yearn for you back.

JEONGHAN: I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL, I WAS WRONG. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE MAD.

JEONGHAN: I KNOW EVERYTHING

The messages kept coming. As you read them, you wondered to yourself, ‘If you know everything, why didn't you chase after me when I walked away?’

You wanted him to look a little closer at your feelings and realize that you wanted him, that you loved him, and that you needed him.

Yet, even with all of these thoughts swarming your mind, the constant reminder of his unchanging behavior.

Suddenly, your phone stopped vibrating.

A small knock on your window.

You looked up, the tears on your face, dried.

Another small knock. More and more small knocks, louder than the soft pitter-patter of rain.

You stood up and walked over to the living room window where the knocks echoed.

When you reached the window, you saw what you were waiting for.

Standing in the rain, drenched, holding a pile of pebbles in his large hands, was Jeonghan. His messy brown hair split into strands from the rain pouring from his head. He threw one last pebble at your window.

Jeonghan threw all the pebbles down when he saw your face appear at the window.

He was standing right outside of your window.

He brought his hands to cover the sides of his mouth, his stance firm.

“Y/N!” He shouted so loud that you could hear from inside your home, with the windows and doors locked.

“I'm in love with you!”

You stood at your window and watched. Your mind was telling you, ‘No, nothing can fix this. Nothing can fix you two. Even little white lies can't. Do you need this guy? You don't need him.’

Jeonghan noticed your gaze adverting so he shouted again, at the top of his lungs, desperately, “I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!”

There was a moment of silence, just the rain falling.

You looked away and slowly unlatched the window. You stuck your head out, feeling the rain hit your face.

You screamed back. “There's nothing you can say to make this right again, I mean it, I really mean it!!!”

Jeonghan looked up at you, listening attentively, the rain continuing to his face.

When you closed the window, you slouched, knowing that what you needed was exactly on the other side of the door.

When you shouted for him to leave but wanted him to stay, when you hated him to the core but wanted him so desperately, it was so confusing, all of these emotions. You loved him.

What did you mean, saying nothing could make this right? When you truly meant that you wanted him to stay all along by shouting for him to leave?

You walked to the door, hoping that he didn't leave because you knew, all you needed was on the other side.

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Jeonghan waited, growing colder and colder as he waited. Everything, he explained everything through text, how he didn't cheat again but was forced to participate in a dumb game with that girl in the black dress.

He was ready to do anything. He gave it lots of thought. Stayed in his car for hours, bought some flowers, recalled the fight, before just coming upfront to ask for forgiveness.

He needed you, he needed you to stay. You probably thought that all he fed you were white lies but Jeonghan truly loved you. He couldn't let you go.

He was willing to do anything, even if that meant waiting outside your house for days with a bouquet of roses.

Jeonghan picked up another pebble, throwing it at your window again.

He needed you, who was on the other side of the door.

That door finally opened.

Jeonghan turned his head immediately and watched as you ran out, into his arms, your lips on his. His hands desperately grabbed your waist, pulling you closer than you already were.

Your body against his, giving him life, while you once again, took another suffocating kiss because of your endless love.

-

Jeonghan carried you into your house, shutting the door that was setting you two apart with his foot. He kicked off his shoes and continued to carry you like a princess up the stairs.

He set you down softly on your bed, holding your face as you began to cry. Everything that had just happened was racing through your head.

The fight from earlier that day, the kiss you two just shared, your mixed emotions. Even with all of this, you were, no, you became sure of one thing. You needed Jeonghan.

Jeonghan caressed your wet hair with his cold, equally wet hands. He pulled you into his chest and held you tightly, making sure to not let you go.

“I'm sorry, I misread everything,” You said. “This mess was caused because of her, I'm really sorry, it's my fault too.”

After everything and that little dress, after everything that happened, you finally realized that you needed to confess.

“I need you,” You said, looking up at him.

“I need you even more than you need me,” Jeonghan continued honestly. His handsome face and his beautiful eyes radiated the faded picture of the beautiful night, his mouth slipping what seemed more like truth rather than a white lie.

“I'm in love with you.”

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Request:

© serenityseventeen

6/10/21 - 11:16pm

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THE POISON ARCHIVES

"Toxic people attach themselves like cinder blocks tied to your ankles, and then invite you for a swim in their poisoned waters"

★ GENRE(S)

Smut, Angst, Drama

☆★ NOTES

So I decided to write a series based off the lyrics from the Poison mv! The stories are not connected at all and can be read as stand-alones'. If someone else wants to write based of these ideas please do I'm begging I love concepts like this! These stories will feature toxic relationships so BEWARE!

✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩｡:･｡☽:

RENJUN

Won't Fall For It

★  PAIRING: Renjun x Toxic! Reader

☆ SUMMARY: No amount of red flags will keep Renjun away from you. As he tries to fix you he finds himself becoming a different person. Did you ruin him? Or maybe he was ruined all along

✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩✩｡:･｡☽*☾｡･: ｡✩｡:･｡☽:

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JAEMIN

Destruction In My Mind

★  PAIRING: Toxic Stalker! Jaemin Switch! Jaemin x FWB! Reader

☆ SUMMARY: Your friends with benefits relationship with your coworkers takes a turn for the worse as you realizes he's been keeping secrets from you

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・・

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JENO

Swallowing The Pain

★  PAIRING: Simp! Jeno x Toxic Bully! Reader

☆ SUMMARY:  After getting into the same college, you and your best friend Jeno were supposed to have the full college experience, doing everything together, so how did he get stuck as your errand boy? Your friendship is put to the test when you begin bulling Jeno to impress your new college friends.

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HAECHAN

The Harder I Fall

★  PAIRING: ex! Haechan x Reader

☆ SUMMARY: You find it hard to return to your normal day to day life after you break up with your ex Haechan. He makes it his duty to make your life a living hell in order to see you. Your not sure why you thought it would be a good idea to date your cute punk rock neighbor but you are soon to regret it

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.::･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:･ﾟ

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OKAAAAY HI PART 2 FIVE YEARS LAYER WYA 🤗🤗

one last time (for old time’s sake)

pairing: kim mingyu/reader (au)

genre: angst

warnings: cussing

word count: 10,950

note: this is for my anon “f”!!!! i cried a little at the end part so yeah….. dont say i didnt warn u

summary: you receive an invitation for the worst day of your life.

P r e s e n t

Jesus Christ, you hate the rain.

You sigh, repeatedly banging your head against the headrest and attempting to mute the sound of your windshield swiping back and forth from your head. There are only a few superficial things in the entire universe that get in your nerves, and two of which are at your presence at the moment: the rain and the sound of your windshield.

Keep reading

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me asf

we love housewife Mingyu

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😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

“Welcome, everyone. Today, I’m here to introduce you to iPhone 17, available in two colors: rose quartz and serenity. Siri has been completely replaced by Seungcheol so you can experience what it’s like to be Jeonghan and order him around.

Other features include Joshua’s ‘Sunday Morning’ playing on loop every Sunday mornings regardless of the weather, an alarm clock with DK’s screaming as the default ringtone, and an MxM app designed by Minghao & Mingyu that helps you coordinate your fashion for the day.

For those who aren’t tech-savvy and are overwhelmed by these changes, we have the HoshiHoshi mode where Seungcheol does everything you request from it, making your transition to this new phone much easier.”

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countdown to jeonghan’s birthday

D-0: collection of jeonghan moments

happy birthday jeonghan!! thank you so much for sharing your talents and personality with us. it has been wonderful watching you grow so much through your journey with seventeen and get better and better at singing! we love you so much 💕💕💕