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Wooyoung is the type of boyfriend who tries to kiss you first in the morning to wake you up, but if you don't wake up, he whines and jumps on you and bites you.

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The way I keep forgetting to give credit to the rightful owners of the dividers I use, I promise I don’t mean to but it’s usually @cafekitsune but I recolor them sometimes and @benkeibear also

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The Secret Idol

Pairing: idol!Jeongin x reader Summary: It was a great feeling to know that he felt comfortable enough to share his biggest secret with you. WC: 1.3k Genre: fluff Nets: @blossomnet

taglist - m.list

You strolled through the park, your mind lost in a tangle of thoughts and worries. The gentle breeze whispered through the trees, carrying with it the scent of freshly cut grass and the distant murmur of laughter. But amidst the tranquility of the park, a soft melody drifted through the air, beckoning her closer.

Intrigued, you followed the sound until you came upon a secluded bench nestled beneath the shade of a towering oak tree. There, you found a young man with a guitar cradled in his arms, his fingers dancing across the strings with practiced ease. His voice, soft and soulful, filled the air with an enchanting allure, drawing you in like a moth to a flame.

Mesmerized, you approached cautiously, not wanting to disrupt the serene atmosphere that surrounded him. You settled onto an adjacent bench, content to simply listen and absorb the music that seemed to emanate from his very soul.

As the melody continued to weave its spell, the young man glanced up, his eyes meeting yours with a warm, inviting gaze. Without a word, he continued to play, his voice joining the guitar in perfect harmony. His lyrics were like poetry, painting vivid pictures in your mind and stirring emotions you had long kept buried.

Time seemed to stand still as you sat there, lost in the music and the moment. The worries that had weighed so heavily on your mind melted away, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment you hadn't felt in ages.

Eventually, the song came to an end, the final notes hanging in the air like a lingering echo. You found yourself holding your breath, not wanting to break the spell that had enveloped you both.

The young man set aside his guitar and turned to face you fully, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I hope you enjoyed the music," he said, his voice soft and gentle.

You nodded, unable to find your voice just yet. You was still caught up in the magic of the moment, the music still echoing in your ears and your heart.

"I'm glad," the young man replied, his smile widening. "It's not often I find someone who appreciates the beauty of a melody as much as you seem to."

You finally found your voice, though it was little more than a whisper. "Thank you," you said, your words carrying a depth of emotion you hadn't realized was there. "Your music…it touched something deep inside me."

The young man's smile grew even brighter, and he reached out a hand, offering it to you. "I'm glad I could bring a little joy into your day," he said. "My name's Jeongin, by the way."

You took his hand, the warmth of his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "I'm Y/N," you replied, returning his smile with one of your own.

For a moment, you both simply sat there, hands clasped and smiles shared, the world around you fading into the background. It was as if you were the only two people in the park, cocooned in your own little bubble of music and magic.

But eventually, the spell had to be broken. With a reluctant sigh, you pulled your hand away, though you couldn't bring yourself to tear your gaze away from Jeongin's.

"I should probably be going," you said, your voice tinged with regret.

Jeongin nodded, though his smile never faltered. "I understand," he said. "But perhaps we'll meet again someday."

You nodded, a flicker of hope sparking in your chest. "I'd like that," you said, rising from the bench and gathering your things. As you turned to leave, you glanced back at Jeongin one last time, committing the memory of him and his music to your heart.

And as you walked away, the gentle melody of his guitar followed you, a reminder of the fleeting but beautiful encounter you had shared with the mysterious young man in the park.

Days turned into weeks, and you found yourself returning to the park more often than you ever had before. Each time, you hoped to catch another glimpse of Jeongin and his mesmerizing music. And more often than not, your wish was granted.

Your encounters became more frequent, and before long, you were spending countless hours together, sharing laughter, secrets, and dreams. You discovered that Jeongin was not just a talented musician, but also a kind-hearted soul with a passion for life.

You talked about everything and nothing, your conversations flowing effortlessly from one topic to the next. From your favorite books and movies to your hopes and aspirations, there was no subject too trivial or too profound for you to explore together.

As you grew closer, you couldn't help but admire Jeongin's gentle nature, his intelligence, and his unwavering determination. He had a way of seeing the beauty in the world, even in the darkest of times, and his optimism was infectious.

One evening, as you sat beneath the twinkling stars, Jeongin turned to you with a hesitant smile. "There's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice tinged with nervousness.

Your heart skipped a beat, sensing the weight of his words before he even spoke them. "What is it?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jeongin took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the ground. "My name isn't actually Jeongin," he confessed. "It's…It's I.N."

Your brow furrowed in confusion. "I.N?" you repeated, trying to make sense of the sudden revelation.

Jeongin nodded, his eyes shining with vulnerability. "Yeah," he said quietly. "It's…a nickname. It's what everyone calls me."

Realization dawned on you, and you felt a rush of understanding flood through you. "Wait," you said, your eyes widening in surprise. "Are you…are you a member of Stray Kids?"

Jeongin's eyes widened in shock, his gaze darting up to meet yours. "How did you…?" he began, but his voice trailed off as he realized the truth was already written on your face.

You couldn't help but smile at his reaction, though you could sense the underlying tension in the air. "I'm a fan," you admitted, feeling a flush of embarrassment color your cheeks. "I've followed your group since your debut."

Jeongin seemed to relax slightly at your confession, though the tension didn't completely dissipate. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner," he said, his voice tinged with regret. "I wanted to, but…I couldn't risk it."

You reached out a comforting hand, gently squeezing his shoulder. "It's okay," you said softly. "I understand. Your safety comes first."

Jeongin nodded, a grateful smile spreading across his face. "Thank you," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "It means a lot to me that you're so understanding."

You sat in companionable silence for a moment, the weight of the revelation hanging in the air between you both. You couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the realization that the young musician you had encountered in the park was actually a member of one of the biggest idol groups in the industry.

Eventually, Jeongin broke the silence, his voice hesitant but determined. "I wanted to tell you because…I trust you," he said, his gaze meeting your with unwavering sincerity. "And it feels good to finally be able to share this part of my life with someone outside of my group."

You felt a surge of warmth fill your chest at his words, touched by the depth of trust he was placing in you. "I'm honored," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "Truly."

As you both sat there, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, you couldn't help but marvel at the twist of fate that had brought you together. What had started as a chance encounter in the park had blossomed into something far more meaningful—a bond forged through music, trust, and shared secrets.

And as you sat there, lost in conversation and the quiet beauty of the park, You couldn't help but feel grateful for the serendipitous moment that had brought I.N into your life.

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Just so y’all know: I can’t speak for every other fic author but I can say that I remember when people leave me kind comments. I recognize your urls and/or usernames on AO3. I remember you and sometimes in writing my fics I think to myself, “Oh, I hope this person sees this because they liked x in this other fic I did.”

Not only that—I go back and reread comments when I’m feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.

Your comments have so much more impact than you know. So thanks to those who use the comment section to spread love and encouragement. We appreciate you.

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SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE ONES IN THE BACK!!

I'm trying to prove a point to my brain: Reblog if you think fanfiction does not need sex to be good.

There is a trend I’ve noticed that smut fics tend to be much more popular than anything else and honestly I just want to have something to look at to remind myself and that writing doesn’t have to have sex to be worth putting out into the community.

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the way I wanna change my layout again 😩

GOLDEN HOUR : Part.1 | Concept Photos 3

#i’m not okay #who gave them the right #to look this scrumptious

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Tysm for tagging me! ♡︎

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🧲 · · · bias line check ! ᯓ★

starting this little thing bcs i love seeing people's biases idk it is so interesting to me and they also resemble u guys a lot so pls pls pls show me <3

my babies btw :

this makes so much sense to me ... like yeah that's me that's what i am that's what i represent !

tags (no pressure) : @heesbaby . @okwonyos . @kairoot . @lilacnini . @copyhanni . @bywons . @wonryllis . @jjongscardigan . @jaeyunluvr . @naespas . @wvnrqs

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tysm for tagging me lovely!

tagging: anyone who wants to join!!

Last Song: Youth (Mingi & Yunho)

Favorite Color: Pink, Purple, and Black

Currently Watching: to-do (txt)

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: I love spicy but i’ve been really loving sweet lately.

Relationship Status: Single asf

Current Obsession: writing fanfics, anything bnd, sleeping, contemplating on changing my layout every 2 seconds.

✨ people I'd like to know better ✨

@sxcret-garden tagged me aaaa ty i didnt know you knew i existed. :')

LAST SONG: Hala Hala B)

FAVORITE COLOR: Green and/or purple, even better if they're together :D

CURRENTLY WATCHING: anything ateez.

SWEET/SPICY/SAVORY: sweet >w<

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: married to my beautiful wife wooyoung. just kidding i am single.

CURRENT OBSESSION: -sweats- uh. well. it's ateez. but i think i've been good at being chill about it so far, i don't think anyone has noticed yet.

no pressure tags: @halavibe @beenbaanbuun @daeguon @wooyoungbites @sourkimchi @haahka @vesvosmozhno @shinestarhwaa

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Why is this accurate?!

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tysm for the tag!! ♡︎♡︎♡︎

sooo pretttyyyy!!!

tagging: anyone who wants to join ✩✩✩

My reblog for the post wasn't working? But thank you, Tee, my darling, for tagging me in this post, hehe. This was such a cute idea! I'm on pinterest 99% of the time, so this isn't a surprised palate. Hehe ♡♡♡

Search in pinterest : animal, place, plant, character, season, hobby, color, and drink!

I'm tagging my darlings, @mingisdoll @minkilicious @nateezfics @bunnliix @bethelighthalazia @becauseilovedyou @brownsugarbaybee @beginningofwonderland @cheollipop @candypop1611 @luvt0kki @kitten4sannie @honeyhotteoks @hwalilac @gothlcsan @gococogo. Don't feel pressured to join. And anyone can if they wish. ♡♡

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Hi, I see that you have requests open and I wanted to (hopefully) be the first to request something!

So, what I was thinking was ~

This is solely based on the recent bnd comeback since we get actor Leehan, This is for him.

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You and Leehan have spent most of your time together since you got together 5 months ago. You were at Leehan's place this time since it was his turn for you to hang out there. When you woke up Leehan was different and you couldn't put your finger on it. You two end up fighting which then leads you to leave and for him to think back on his actions and regret how he treated you. He calls you multiple times but you don't pick up so he drives to your place to apologize which you accept.

This is based on this gif: (which I may or may not have stole from your profile)

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Pairing: idol!leehan x fem!reader WC: 1.6k Genre: fluff, angst Warnings: cussing, toxic leehan, very angsty (per request). we get to see things from Leehan’s pov! Disclaimer: This is no way a true representation of the idol, this is purely fictional and is not to be taken seriously. A/N: I love this req so much!! I hope you enjoy!!

You never expected to meet someone like Leehan, he was your perfect match in every way. You met through a mutual friend's get-together, you were instantly drawn to his kind and caring nature, while he was drawn to your drive and ambition. You quickly became inseparable, often alternating hanging out at each other's places.

However, as your relationship progressed, you noticed that Leehan could be quite possessive and controlling at times. You brushed it off as his way of showing love and didn't want to cause any conflict between you. You also noticed that he would often become distant and moody, but you attributed it to his stressful job as an idol.

The sunlight peeked through the curtains and landed on your face, gently waking you up from your slumber. As you slowly opened your eyes, you couldn't help but smile at the familiar surroundings of Leehan's room.

You stretched your arms above your head, feeling the warmth of the soft sheets against your skin. Leehan was still sound asleep next to you, his unruly hair sticking out in all directions. You couldn't resist running your fingers through it, making him shift and mumble in his sleep.

You took a moment to wake up and you couldn't shake the feeling like something was off. You tried to brush off the feeling and just enjoy your day together. After all, you had planned a romantic picnic in the park. However, as you got ready and headed out, You couldn't shake the strange sensation that had been lingering since you woke up.

As you drove to the park, You noticed Leehan's hands gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than usual. He seemed more tense and lost in thought, not his usual cheerful self. But when you asked him if anything was bothering him, he just smiled and said he was fine.

You decided to let it go and enjoy your picnic. Yet, throughout the day, You couldn't help but notice more and more changes in Leehan's behavior. He was quieter than usual, and his smile seemed forced. He didn't seem interested in the things you used to love doing together, like taking walks or having deep conversations.

As the sun began to set, you made your way back home. Leehan insisted on cooking dinner, something he rarely did. But even as you sat down to eat, he barely touched his food and kept glancing at his phone. You could feel that something was bothering him, and you couldn't stay silent any longer.

With the atmosphere already tense you say. 'Hey, Leehan. Can we talk for a minute?' making him look up from his phone.

'What now?' he sighs.

'I just wanted to check in and see if everything is okay. You've been easily irritated all day.' you said trying to figure out your boyfriend.

'Oh my god, you're so nosy.' He snaps at you, face red with anger.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You had always prided yourself on being a good listener and a supportive partner. But in this moment, it felt like all of that had been thrown out the window.

You snap back at him, eyebrows furrowing. 'I'm just trying to understand what's bothering you.'

'It's none of your damn business, that's what's bothering me! Can't you just leave me alone?' he sighs again, getting irritated at your prying.

'But I care about you and I want to help if something is bothering you.' you say voice cracking slightly. For what reason does he close me out? Following five months together, I feel like an outsider in his reality. I simply needed to comprehend, to assist him with worrying about his concerns, yet presently I'm the bad guy in his eyes. You think to yourself.

'You wouldn't understand,' he says aggravatingly.

'How can I know if you don't tell me?' you try to reason with him.

'Just drop it, okay? I don't need you constantly breathing down my neck.' he said. you take a deep breath trying to keep the tears at bay.

'I'm not trying to be nosy, I just want to make sure everything is okay between us.' You sighed hoping he would open up.

'Everything is fine, okay? Can we just drop it and move on?' Leehan said, frustration evident in his voice.

You couldn't believe what you was hearing. After all we had been through, he wanted to just brush it all under the rug and move on? You couldn't do it. You couldn't pretend like everything was fine when it clearly wasn't.

'No, we can't just drop it. Leehan, please tell me what's wrong. I won't judge you.' you say wholeheartedly.

'You want to know the truth? I'm fucking sick of you always trying to fix everything. Can't you just let me be in a bad mood without fucking interrogating me every damn time?' he says suddenly raising his voice. you jump back in surprise, not used to him raising his voice at you.

"How am I to know you were in a "bad mood" if you don't fucking tell me, I thought we were on the same page when it came to communicating how we feel but apparently not.'

Rolling his eyes he says. 'I can't deal with this right now.'

'You can't deal with this? You? We wouldn't be having this conversation if you knew how to fucking communicate your feelings better!' you snapped, thoroughly getting tired of his bullshit.

He yells back. 'We wouldn't be having this conversation if you would just let me be!'

He huffs. 'I'm leaving-' you cut him off.

'No, I'm leaving, I need some space. I don't know what crawled up your ass this morning but before you call or text me your attitude might want to change and if not you can kiss this relationship goodbye.' You grab your bag and keys leaving to your place, tears streaming down your face trying to process everything that just went on. You didn't want to cause an argument, but maybe you had pushed him too far. You just hoped that he would come back and talk to you, so you could figure things out.

As I sat alone in my room, staring at the blank walls, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret wash over me. It had been a week since Y/n and I had that huge fight, and she had stormed out of my apartment in tears. I had been so caught up in my own problems and stress that I didn't even notice how much I had been neglecting her.

Y/n had been my girlfriend for 5 months now, and I had always taken her for granted. I never truly appreciated her or showed her how much she meant to me. But now, as I sat here alone, running my hand through my hair for the thousandth time, I realized how much I had hurt her with my careless words and actions.

I remembered all the times she had been there for me, through my highs and lows, and how I had never truly reciprocated that love and support. I had been too selfish to see what mattered, and now I was paying the price.

I got my keys and headed to her home, trusting she would be there. After a couple of thumps, practically surrendering, she at long last opened the entryway, her voice sounding far off and cold. 'What are you doing here?'

'Y/n, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I know I've been a terrible boyfriend, and I regret every hurtful thing I said to you. I promise to make it up to you and show you how much you mean to me.'

She folds her arms and says 'It's not just about what you said, Leehan. It's about how you've been acting towards me. I thought you were my boyfriend not one of your friends.'

'I am your boyfriend, y/n. I've just been going through some personal stuff and I took it out on you. I know that's not an excuse, but I hope you can forgive me.'

Her face softens. 'I do forgive you, but I need to know that you'll communicate with me whenever you have a bad day or just need to rant about something.'

'I promise I will. You mean a lot to me, Y/N, and I don't want to lose you over something stupid like that.' I said, holding her close.

As we stood there, in each other's arms. I knew that I had been given a second chance, a chance to make things right and to show Y/N how much she meant to me.

Over the next few weeks, I put in effort to show Y/n how much she meant to me. I planned romantic dates, surprised her with small gifts, and most importantly, I listened to her. I listened to her fears, her dreams, and her thoughts, and I realized how much I had been missing out on.

Slowly but surely, Y/n began to open up to me again. We talked about our fight, and I apologized once more, promising to never take her for granted again.

As I sit here now, with Y/n by my side, I can't help but feel grateful for the fight that brought us closer. It made me realize how much she truly meant to me and how lucky I am to have her in my life.

From that day on, I made a promise to always cherish and appreciate Y/n, and I knew that I would never let her go again.

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For anyone that visits my page quite often I’m here to let you know I’m doing a layout change! I know I just did one not long ago but what do you expect when you bias so many ethereal men. If anything looks weird or out of place that’s why.

Also…TYSM FOR 100 LIKES ON LOVE WINS ALL I APPRECIATE ALL THE LOVE ❤️

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BUTTERFLY KISSES

Pairing: nonidol! jaehyun x fem!reader Warnings: mentions death, mentions slight depression (that’s all I think) Word Count: 583

There lived a young man named Jaehyun who was deeply in love with his significant other, Y/N. They were inseparable and had dreams of building a beautiful future together. However, fate had different plans, and tragedy struck their lives. Y/N unexpectedly passed away, leaving Jaehyun shattered and heartbroken. The news shattered his world, leaving him numb and unable to comprehend the reality of his loss.

He simply couldn't accept the fact that Y/N would never come back. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, but Jaehyun remained caught in a whirlwind of emotions. He refused to believe that his love story had ended so abruptly. He immersed himself in memories, longing to relive every precious moment spent with Y/N. Every day, Jaehyun would visit their favorite places—the park where they shared laughter, the café where they discussed their dreams—and tried to recreate those cherished memories, hoping that by doing so, Y/N would somehow return to his side. In his desperation, Jaehyun even sought out spiritual mediums and psychics, yearning for a message or a sign from Y/N.

He clung onto any thread of hope, desperate for a connection to the love he had lost. His friends and family, worried about his well-being, tried their best to console him, but Jaehyun remained lost in his own world of sorrow. One autumn afternoon, as Jaehyun sat alone in the park, reminiscing about the joyous picnics they used to have, he noticed a yellow butterfly fluttering around him. The vibrant colors captivated him as its delicate wings danced in the air. Something about the butterfly felt familiar as if it held a hidden message.

Curiosity got the better of Jaehyun, and he decided to follow the butterfly. He trailed it through the park, across grassy fields, and into a nearby forest. Finally, the butterfly led him to a small, secluded clearing. As Jaehyun stepped into the clearing, an ethereal sight unfolded before him. The clearing was filled with hundreds of butterflies, their vibrant hues shining like a rainbow against the warm golden sunlight.

Jaehyun's heart raced, and he felt a sense of peace and connection he hadn't experienced in months. In the midst of the fluttering wings, a soft voice whispered in Jaehyun's ear. Startled, he turned around and gazed into a familiar pair of eyes—Y/N's eyes. They were filled with love and warmth, just as he remembered. Through tear-filled eyes, Jaehyun realized that his beloved Y/N had never truly left him.

She had found a way to reach out and let him know that she would always be with him, even if it was in spirit. At that moment, Jaehyun finally began to accept the irrevocable loss he had suffered while embracing the eternal love they had shared. From that day forward, Jaehyun carried Y/N's memory in his heart as a source of strength. He slowly began to heal, cherishing their shared love rather than clinging to a reality he could never change. Inspired by their enduring bond, Jaehyun started volunteering at support groups for those who had experienced loss, sharing his story and spreading hope to others who were struggling.

Though Jaehyun still missed Y/N every single day, he learned that love could transcend boundaries, even death. He realized that life was meant to be cherished and that, just like the butterflies he encountered in the clearing, love could transform even the darkest of times into something beautiful.

Taglist: @minkilicious

#boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor fic #boynextdoor imagines #bnd imagines #bnd fic #bnd x reader #myung jaehyun #bnd jaehyun #jaehyun x reader #boynextdoor #boynextdoor moodboard #boynextdoor layouts #jaehyun

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Sip-by-Sip

Pairing: nonidol!Yunho x fem reader Summary: You think back to that fateful day when you first met him. You were both in the same coffee shop, ordering the same drink and your hands accidentally grazed each other as you reached for the sugar. It was a simple touch but it sparked something inside of you. WC: 1.1k Genre: fluff Warnings: mentions alcohol (that's all I think) A/N: 70% proofread Networks: @newworldnet

Taglist - m.list

The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans wrapped around you like a warm blanket as you stood at the counter of your favorite neighborhood café. It was a typical bustling morning, the steady hum of chatter melding with the soft hiss of steam from the espresso machine. You watched as the barista prepared your usual order, an iced coffee with cream.

As you reached for the sugar, your hand brushed against another. Startled, you looked up to see a stranger standing beside you, his eyes meeting yours in a moment of fleeting connection. His hand lingered for a brief second, a gentle touch that sent a jolt through your veins. For a heartbeat, time stood still.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Go ahead," he said, his voice smooth like velvet, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. His eyes held a twinkle of amusement as if he found your accidental encounter amusing rather than awkward. You found yourself mesmerized by the depth of his gaze, a kaleidoscope of hues that seemed to shift with every passing second.

You blinked, suddenly aware of the weight of his stare. Your cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and intrigue. How could someone be so effortlessly captivating? There was an air of mystery about him, a quiet confidence that drew you in like a moth to a flame. You stammered out an apology, your words faltering in the face of his magnetic presence.

But he merely shook his head, a reassuring smile playing on his lips. "No need to apologize. Please, go ahead and take your sugars first." His words were laced with sincerity, a kindness that warmed your heart. You hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond to this stranger who felt strangely familiar as if your paths had crossed long before this chance meeting.

Day after day, You found yourself drawn back to the café but for a different reason, his eyes. You found yourself sitting at the back table just to catch a glimpse.

But each time you left disappointed. He was nowhere to be found. Yet the allure of his gaze kept you coming back.

One afternoon, as you was about to give up hope, you noticed a familiar figure enter the café. It was him. Your heart skipped a beat. He was even more handsome than you remembered, his eye twinkling with the same enigmatic charm that had captivated you from the start.

Time seemed to slow down as you watched him approach your table. He smiled, revealing a set of perfectly white teeth, and asking if he could join you. You nodded, your voice trembling slightly.

As you talked, you discovered that his name was Yunho. He was a writer, a traveler, a dreamer. He possessed a mind that was both adventurous and compassionate.

You was smitten. You had never met anyone like him before. And as the afternoon turned into evening, you knew that you had found someone who could capture your heart and take you on an unforgettable journey.

After meeting up for some time you decide you would ask him out this time. You walked into the familiar café, ordered your coffee and made your way to the same table. Hoping he would notice you, he did.

He flashed you his signature smile as he handed you your coffee. You guys talked for a while giving you time to muster up the courage to ask him if he wanted to go and get drinks with you sometime.

'So,' you said, taking a sip of your coffee, ' I was thinking, maybe we could go and grab some drinks sometime?'

His eyes lit up. 'Is this your way of asking me out?' he teases.

You get wide eyed and you can feel the tips of your ears get hot. He notices how flustered you are and chuckles but replies 'I'd love to, How about this Friday night?

You smiled 'Sounds perfect.'

You spent the rest of the afternoon talking and laughing. You had just happen to look at the time and realize you have to go. He then walks you to your car, but before you could hop in, he leaned down and kissed your head softly . 'I'll see you Friday?'

'Mhm' you said. you hopped in your car and drove off, heart pounding in your chest. You couldn't wait till Friday.

You walk through the doors of the dimly lit bar, expecting to wait for a bit till Yunho gets there, you look around only to notice Yunho sitting at a back table smiling and waving you over. We talked and got caught up on each other's lives and laughed like we always do.

But as the drinks kept flowing, you couldn't ignore your feelings anymore. You took a deep breath and looked at Yunho, 'I have something to tell you.' He gave you a curious look and urged you to continue.

'I have developed feelings for you, Yunho. Which is why I kinda asked you out tonight.' You chuckled. Your heart pounding in your chest, scared of getting rejected.

To your surprise, Yunho's face lit up with a smile. 'I'm glad you said something, because I have been feeling the same way. I just didn’t know how to tell you.' He reached for your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Your heart felt like it was about to burst with happiness. You couldn't believe that your he felt the same way. You ended up spending the rest of the night talking about your feelings for each other, how it started when you locked eyes at the cafe.

As you both waited for the cab to arrive, both to intoxicated to drive. You couldn't stop smiling. Ever since you first laid eyes on him you knew you wanted to call him yours.

The cab arrived, you both got in, still buzzing with adrenaline from the confession. You chatted and laughed the whole way, and before you knew it, you had arrived at your house. Yunho paid the fare and walked you to your door.

'I had a great time tonight,' he said, his hand gently brushing against yours.

'Me too,' you replied trying to contain your excitement.

'I can't wait for our next date,' he said, his eyes shining with anticipation.

'Me too,' you said, unable to hide your smile any longer.

You said your goodbyes, and as you watched him walk away, you couldn't wait for your next date. You quickly went inside and changed into your comfiest pajamas, still replaying the events of the night in your head.

As you lay in bed, you start to wonder, what if you had been running late that day and missed him? Would you ever crossed paths? Would you have fallen in love?

You drifted off to sleep with a content smile on your face, knowing that the next time you saw Yunho, it would be as more than just friends.

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