#anton lee one shot

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i’m in love with the antinitonny, can you do long anton fic? 🥺

Memories | L. Anton

Summary: it's the last summer before you start college and you and you plan to make the most of it. Word count: 15k Pairing: Anton x Reader Genre: friends to lovers. Fluff. Angst. Suggestive. Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of drugs and alcohol. maybe some cuss words, slow burn. (like extremely slow)

Youth. The stage of life where you're bound to make mistakes, and memories. You meet the people you’re gonna spend the rest of your life with, and learn valuable lessons to teach when you’re old and bound to a rocking chair. 

Adults always tell you to enjoy your youth and for once you actually plan on listening to them. 

“Eunseoks here.” You run down the stairs after seeing his car pull into the driveway from the window of your room. “He’s here,” You yell once again, heading towards the kitchen where your mom is. 

Before you could yell again, He and Sungchan walked through the door, pulling suitcases behind them. You quickly open the fridge and pretend as if you’re completely unaware of their presence. 

“Are those my boys?” Your mom asks while walking into the living room to greet them, welcoming them both with a nice warm hug. “Your sister is waiting for you in the kitchen.” You hear her say while eavesdropping on their conversation

“Doesn’t my little sister miss me?” He slightly yells as he walks into the kitchen where you are. It’s been almost 5 months since you last saw your older brother, so yes, of course you miss him. Even if he was annoying and unfun to be around. 

“Oh hey, Eunseok, I didn’t know you were here.” You speak nonchalantly. “Really? I saw you peeking from the upstairs window.” He exposes you 

“Uh…” You stumble to find anything to say. 

“I see you still haven’t changed.” He laughs. 

“Why would I change? It's only been five months.” You question while peeling the orange you pulled out of the fridge. “What have you been up to?” he asks as he takes the orange out of your hand to peel for you, because you had a habit of biting your nails so you could never tear the skin to even begin to strip the orange. 

“Nothing really, I’ve just been worrying about starting college.” You sigh. “There’s nothing to worry about, You’re smart you’ll be fine. Just remember like I said, don’t fall-” “Fall into the wrong crowd and stay away from drugs.” You finish. 

“See you got it.” He congratulates you by handing you back the now naked orange. Eunseok being your older brother,  you always received life talks from him, even if you didn’t know what he was talking about. He took his role very seriously even though he was only 3 years older than you. 

“Y/n, How are you?” Sungchan walks in thankfully to redirect the conversation from turning into another unwanted life lesson. 

“Sungchan!” you gleam as you head over to him for a small hug. He was as much your friend as he was Eunseoks, the three of you grew up closely together so you could basically just consider him your other brother. “How come I don’t see your boyfriend running around here?” he asks suddenly. 

“We aren’t dating, and I don’t know. I guess he’s busy today.”  You shrug your shoulders. As if on cue you hear the doorbell ring and instinctively you know exactly who it is. “Y/N Anton is here.” You hear your mom yell from the living room. You find no use for either of the men in the kitchen anymore as you hurry towards the door to see your best friend of 6 years. 

“Hey?” You greet him happily. “Is he here? Well I'm guessing he is. I see his car.” He says shyly

“Just come in dummy.” You roll your eyes and back up from the door so he can fully walk in. He slips his shoes off before he follows you to the kitchen. “Oh there he is.” eunseoks laughs deeply when he addresses Anton. “Hey, you’ve gotten taller?” Sungchan asks while inspecting him. “No.” Anton says, shaking his head. “Are you sure, I don’t remember you being taller than me?” Sungchan adds measuring himself against him. 

“You ask this question every time you see him.” you laugh at sungchan, “That’s because he gets taller every time.” Sungchan argues back. 

“Shouldn’t you know if he’s gotten taller? He’s your boyfriend.” he teases. 

“We’re not dating,” You whine, but it’s not really convincing anyone.

“Yet.” He adds. 

“Alright you two.” Eunseok jumps in before you could throw anything at him, like you always do whenever you start arguing with him. “Eunseok, do you know you’re the best brother in the world.” You smile sweetly at him, buttering him up with your fluttering eyelashes. 

“What do you want?” 

“The keys to your car.” You say without any spaces, still fluttering your eyelashes and holding your hands together. “Pretty pretty please.” You add hoping to persuade him. And you know you’ve done it because he rolls his eyes and pulls the keys out of pocket to dangle them on top of your palms that you have held out for him. 

“No-” 

“Texting and driving, yes I know.” You say before he tries and sneak in yet another unsolicited life lesson. “And-” “call you if anything happens.” You say in monotone looking off to the side. “Hmm, Maybe I shouldn’t give them to you.” he begins but you stop him to beg. “No please please, I’ll call you if anything happens and I’ll keep my eyes on the road, I won’t even blink.” You plead. 

“Woah, but if you don’t blink your eyes will get dry and then yo-” “Shut up idiot.” You slap his arm and turn back to eunseok. “I’ll be careful, I promise.” 

“FIne.” he says before he places the keys into your hands. “I expect to see my car in one piece when I wake up in the morning.” “Yes sir.” You nod your head, before grabbing Antons arm and pulling him out of the door. 

The two of you end up in a random parking lot staring up at the stars. It’s silent for the first few moments. The only thing playing is the slow music coming from inside the car. There’s not really anything to say, with you and Anton being friends for so long you found that the both of you already knew everything there was to know about each other. 

So silences like this were comforting to you. Just being in each other's presence was enough for the both of you. “I love this song.” you say quietly. 

“Are you scared?” He ask randomly completely catching you off guard,

“Scared of what?” You finally turn to him. “I don't know, we'll be starting college soon, and I know things are gonna change, I’m just worried we’re gonna grow apart.” He explains. 

“We thought this same thing about highschool, and besides look at sungchan and eunseok. They’re still really close.” You say trying to calm his worries.  

“But they’re both guys. What happens when we start dating people? And we don’t have time for each other.” He continues, “I don’t know, I’m probably just overthinking.” 

“How about this,” You say sitting up to show that you were serious about what you were going to say next. “We make every second of this summer count, that way if college does draw us apart, We’ll still always have memories together.” 

“Deal.” He says as he smiles and links his pinky with yours. 

The best way to make memories is to try something you’ve never tried before, and  something that neither you or Anton have ever tried was alcohol. So that seemed like the perfect place to start. Now there was a small dilemma with this, no one in your family were drinkers. So the chances of you getting access to alcohol was extremely slim. 

Luckily you had a plan. 

“Where are we supposed to get fake IDs from?” Anton asks when you explain to him how the both of you were going to sneak into a bar down in the city. “Where else?” You respond with a smirk that he finds both scary and intriguing. 

“Oh hey sungchan.” You say casually as you waltz into the kitchen. “sup.” he bobs his head towards you.

“just out of peak curiosity, you wouldn’t know where to get an ID would you?”

“i might know someone, depending on who’s asking.” he cocks an eyebrow up to you. 

“Anton and I just need one for this event that’s happening downtown. Do you think you can get it to us by next week?”

“I can get it to you by tomorrow.” he says

“But Eunseok can’t find out about this.” you make it clear. “Of course not, do you think I'm crazy?” he asks, which warrants you to give him a knowing look. Wondering why’d he’d even ask that question as he was promising to get fake IDs to two 19 year olds. 

“Don’t answer that.” 

“When are you gonna start packing up?” Anton asks, looking around at your overly decorated room. There isn’t one empty space on your wall yet you always find space to hang up another poster. 

“I don’t know, I might just do what Eunseok did and leave all of this stuff here.” 

“Are you sure you can live without your collection?” He asks, pointing to the books you started collecting in middle school and were still accumulating. 

“No, those are coming with me.” 

“You know, you’re gonna have to move this stuff out eventually right?” 

“I know, I’m just not ready to see this room empty again.” You ponder while looking around the room. Something about it just gave you extreme nostalgia, this is where you grew up. This is where you had your first sleepover and where you went when you had your first “heartbreak.” (You sat in your room and cried for days because you didn’t get tickets to see your favorite band.)

  So seeing your room empty would really make things reality for you. Things really are changing, time is passing you by and you’re getting older. 

“Special delivery.” You don’t have to check to know exactly who’s standing on the other side of the door. Sungchan lets himself in, just as he always does. Butting into your room as if it was his own. “Look what I got?” he holds up a yellow envelope right in front of your eyes. 

“What is it?” Anton asks, walking up next to you.

“It’s our ID’s” you answer

“Our fake ones?” 

“Shh” you and sungchan both shush him at the same time, and you hurry to close the door before Eunseok could hear anything. 

“show me the stuff.” you whisper when Sungchan pulls out the ID and shows it to the both of you.

“Rachel owens?” you ask, looking at your ID. “You can’t reveal your real name. Quickest way to get caught.” he explains 

“Okay but I don't know how believable Brad Murray is.” Anton says, still looking at the hard plastic card. “what are they gonna do, tell you you’re wrong.” Sungchan responds 

“I don’t know, this whole idea just seems wrong. Maybe we should just wait till we’re of age to drink.” Anton says and it causes you and Sungchan to burst out into a laugh. 

“Wait till we’re of age?” you laugh, slapping sungchans arm “Who does this kid think he is?” Sungchan adds.

“Exactly that, a kid. We’re both kids, and we should just be kids.”

“Fine, I'll just go by myself then.” you throw your hands up  and head downstairs with sungchan following you and leaving Anton alone.

“I’m gonna head out.” You say casually passing by your mom and brother.

“you’re leaving, and you didn’t ask for my car?” Eunseok asks

“I won’t need it tonight, I'm taking an uber.” 

“an uber, where are you going?” Eunseok asks, stepping up to you. “we’re going to catch a movie, but it’s pretty long so we’ll probably be tired on the way back.” Anton answers for you, thankfully because you were going to just tell him that you were going grocery shopping. 

“Oh, Anton's going with you? enjoy your movie then.” You see that Eunseok loosens up when he realizes that Anton's tagging along with you and it makes you question. “Wait why'd you do that?” you turn to Eunseok 

“Do what?” 

“how come you didn’t ask questions when Anton said he was coming with me?”

“Because I trust anton.”

“you don’t trust me?” You ask genuinely but Anton doesn’t let you stick around to find out the answer because he’s dragging you out of the door. “I don't think he trusts me.” you say again 

“he doesn’t, no one does.” Anton states before turning around, closing the door.

“You don’t trust me?” You ask repeatedly, still confused.

“no, that’s why I'm not letting you go out alone.” 

you would argue more about how trustworthy you were but you knew that everything you were planning to say would have just been a lie. So you just get in the uber next to Anton and keep your mouth closed the entire ride. 

well for most of the ride. “So why don’t you trust me?” you ask when everyone’s dead silent. “We’re going to a bar with Fake IDs. and whose idea was this?” he states and it pretty much sums up everything for you

“That's fair.” you shake your head

“Why do I let you drag me into these kinds of things?” He looks out of the window and you turn to him. “You dragged yourself into this.”

“I miss when we used to stay up playing mario kart, now we’re sneaking out to bars.” He sighs dramatically 

“We just played mario karts an hour ago.”  you remind him

“and i wanna go back.”

“I didn't force you to come with me anton.”

“as the oldest of the two of us, it’s my duty to make sure that you’re safe.”

“you’re only older by a few weeks.” you say 

“I still need to make sure you stay safe.”

“If I wanted a bodyguard I would’ve just invited eunseok.” 

“Alright then, let’s call him up.” Anton says as he pulls out his phone to call your brother. Before he even unlocks it you feel your heart drop and you smack the phone out of his hand causing it to drop on the floor.

He looks at the phone then he looks at you. “Why would you do that?”

"If Eunseok finds out about this he’ll kill me. I’ll never be allowed to touch his car again, he’ll never shut up about it. he’ll make me show up to college wearing a shirt that says, “I’m an underage drinker.” he’ll ground me for years.”

“You should’ve thought about that before you decided to go out and get us fake IDs.” He snaps back while bending over to pick his phone up off the floor. 

“I just want us to do something different and new. Before we lose each other forever.” You force your voice to get lower, knowing that he’ll feel bad and lay off your case. 

“We won’t lose each other forever, we’ll always be friends.” 

“But we won’t be best friends. We've always wanted to get drunk together, this might be the last time we ever get to do that.” You mumble while looking out the window for dramatic effect. 

“We’ve never talked about getting drunk together.” 

“But we’ve always thought about it.” 

“I’ve always thought about playing mario karts for 24 hours straight.”

Hearing his response catches you off guard, you completely forget that you were trying to emotionally manipulate him out of snitching to Eunseok. He notices when you slowly turn your head and side eye him. “Mario Karts?” 

“You know what, maybe it’s a good thing we aren’t gonna be friends for long.” You add before he can say anything. 

“This is why your brother trusts me more than he trust you.” he spits back

“You think that’s a flex? it just makes you boring.” 

“You think I’m boring?" He asks aggressively.

‘I do. We all do.” 

“Who’s we?” he pipes up. 

“Me, sungchan, the uber driver.” You suddenly point to the man who’s been minding his business throughout the whole ride. 

“You think I’m boring?” Anton looks away from you and to the man. “I don’t know you, but you sound very unfun to be around.” The unnamed speaks calmly while keeping his eyes on the road. 

“Unfun?” Anton asks again.

“That’s what he said.” you chuckle 

“I’m not unfun!” He pouts, leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed. You’re too amused to really argue back with him. 

The rest of the car goes quiet yet again until Anton speaks up once more. “I hope you can hold your alcohol because I won't be carrying you back home.” 

“I can hold my alcohol” you say confidently although you’re really unsure, since you’ve never had any alcoholic drinks. 

The line to the club is just like you saw in the movies. It’s so long you think about just turning around and going back but Anton is still on his quest to prove just how fun he is, which is why he forces you to stand in the line with him. Until the both of you are face to face with a 7-foot-tall security guard who looks like he eats 5 dozen raw eggs and a horse for breakfast. 

“IDs.” is all he says but it has your heart beating outside of your chest. Both of you are hesitant to pull out the fakes you have in your wallet. Yet, you still pull yours out first and show it to the man, Anton following your lead. 

“This looks like a fake.” he says bluntly.

“A fake? ID? I didn’t even know those were real things.” 

“Obviously they're not real, that’s the problem.” Anton begins to start yet another argument with you; however he’s quickly hushed when the security guard yells “Brad.” and Anton begins looking around trying to find out who he’s talking about. To which you just facepalm and whisper “He’s talking to you idiot.” 

“Oh right, I’m Brad. Brad Murray, that’s me.” he straightens up. 

It’s painfully obvious that the both of you are lying that you don’t even try to hide it anymore. With the security guard looking down at both of you, you’re sure he’s gonna turn you away but he just sighs and passes your IDs back. 

“They don’t pay me enough for this.” he mumbles as he opens the rope to let you and Anton in. The music aggressively meets your ears before you even walk into the building. And you can smell the extreme scents of alcohol and whatever it is that people are doing inside of the place. 

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” stop in front of Anton, contemplating just going home. “Do you wanna go home?” He asks, and something about hearing him say makes you realize that’s not what you want to do. So you grab his hand and guide him all the way into the club where you could fully hear the music. 

It’s so loud that you can feel it through your feet. There's so much going on you don’t even know where to start, and the flashing lights are starting to make you dizzy. But it all excites you, the music, the lights, the alcohol everything is so exciting to you. 

“Let’s get drunk.” You yell to Anton first, but you don’t get a chance to go anywhere because he’s pulling you back by the hand that you still have intertwined with him. “Call me boring and unfun but I still don’t think this is a good idea.” 

“Well then you don’t have to drink.” You state before attempting to walk away again but he just pulls you right back, not letting you step away. “I don’t want you to either.” 

“Okay I won’t.” 

“You promise?” he holds his pinky finger out to you, but you only stare at it. Pinky promises were very dear to the both of you, in the 6 years that you’ve been friends neither of you have ever broken a pinky promise. And You knew that if you made this promise, you very well didn’t have the intentions on keeping it.

“I promise.” You say looking off to the side, and failing to link pinkies with his. 

It doesn’t go unnoticed by him as he nudges his finger out to you so you can solidify the promise. “Come one Anton, just this one time.” Staring at him until he finally gives in and sighs. 

“Only one drink.’ He states firmly holding up his index finger to really drive his point. “Okay, fine. Only one.” 

30 minutes had passed and you had drunk way more than the both of you agreed on, in fact you had sweet talked some random man at the bar into paying for your drinks. Completely missing the look that Anton gives you every time you take another sip. 

Despite his annoyance with you, he still hasn’t let go of your hand. No matter how many times you tried to yank your hand away from him. Or tried talking and flirting with guys around you. He’d just pull you back towards him and claim you as his girlfriend so they wouldn’t try and take the initiative to flirt back.

“Isn’t this fun?” you slur resting your face against his back because you had lost your balance to stand up straight. “Are you having fun?” he asks, flipping the question back around on you. 

“Mm hmm.” You bounce your head up and down. “Lots of fun.” 

“How much have you had to drink?” He asks, already knowing the answer but wanting to make sure that you were keeping up with the amount of alcohol you were consuming. “I had umm 3.” you stumble in front of him and hold three fingers up with a big smile. 

“No, you had this many.” He corrects while pulling up 7 more of your fingers. 

“10?” 

“It’s time to get you home.” 

“I’m not ready to go home.” you state while trying to wobble away from him, when you do you walk face first into some random man's chest and giggle when you fall into his arms. “Hi, wow you’re tall.” 

Anton thinks about just leaving you to face your own consequences but quickly changes his mind once he notices the strange man's hand placements and weird smile. There weren’t enough signs to show that he had bad intentions until he slipped his hands over your back jeans pockets and whispered something in your ear. That’s when Anton finally made the decision to jump in. 

“Sorry about her, she’s really drunk right now.” Anton politely speaks while pulling one of your arms so you could go back towards him. 

“She doesn’t seem too drunk.” The man says with his arm loosely around your waist. 

“She’s 19.” Anton adds hoping that it’d be enough to pull the man off of you. 

“Even better.” 

He had to protect you, that’s what he kept telling himself the whole ride home. He did it to protect you, any other normal person would’ve also resorted to violence if their best friend was being inappropriately touched by a man almost twice her age. 

He shouldn’t really feel bad, he knew you weren’t gonna remember anything when you woke up in the morning. You weren’t gonna remember how many drinks you had, or how you got home. And you definitely weren’t gonna remember how his knuckles got all bloody and bruised.

You turn onto your side and curve into a ball when he lays his blanket over top of you. It’s pretty dark but he can still make out small features of your face, and he can see when you open your eyes slightly to look at him. 

“Go to sleep.” he says, but you just kinda smile. 

“You’re really cute,” you say with a raspy voice, your eyes are too heavy to keep open but you try to do so anyways. Just so you can keep looking at the pretty soft spoken boy in front of you.

“I am so gonna make fun of you for this tomorrow.” He laughs but you don’t respond. You’ve already fallen back asleep and it doesn’t take too long for him to do the same, laying right beside you but leaving enough room in between the both of you. 

When you wake up in the morning you feel an immense amount of pain coming from all over your body. You feel like you’ve been hit by a bus, or maybe even something bigger. A train. You don’t really have the strength to get up from your bed so you don’t even try. You just roll over and stare at the light blue painted walls. 

It takes a good 2 minutes for you to realize that your walls aren’t blue, and that the large panda teddy bear sitting on your bed isn’t yours. In fact this bed isn’t yours either. This is when you finally gain enough strength to finally sit up, and look around. Seeing that this isn’t your room at all. Who’s room is it? You’re not sure. It looks very familiar like you should know but you really don’t. 

In the time it takes to find out whose bed you're in, Anton walks in with a big warm bowl of your favorite oatmeal. “You’re awake.” He says when he sits down on the bed beside you. 

“Unfortunately.” you take a breath of relief when you see his face. 

“I made you oatmeal.” He places the bowl in front of you. 

“Thanks.” 

“Sorry I didn’t take you home, I figured you wouldn’t want your brother to see you drunk.” 

“Was I that bad?” Your voice is still strained from the night before 

“Yes.” 

“Did I do anything weird?” you ask but you don’t know if you’re ready to hear the answer. 

“You said I was cute.” 

“You?”  

“Trust me it was weird for both of us.” He lies. 

“Let’s just pretend like last night never happened. I’m never touching an alcoholic beverage ever again.” You state while mixing up your oatmeal. 

“Promise.” Anton asks with his pinky out towards you. 

“I promise.” You make sure you seal the deal this time, looping your pinky around his and rocking your hand a little to show you were very serious. 

“Good. cause it sucked having to carry you home.” He adds when you begin eating the oatmeal. 

“You carried me?” 

“Well how do you think you got here?”  He questions, through his smile

“I’m still sobering up, my thinking skills aren’t up to date.” 

“You know something, you’re actually kinda cute when you’re drunk.” 

“Shut up.” you scream covering your ears so you don’t have to hear anything else he says. 

You finally go back to your own home when the sun sets. That’s when you feel that you’re sober enough to face your brother without being suspicious.  Although no matter how sober you are, you’re always gonna be suspicious around him. 

“You’re back finally. How was the movie?” Eunseok greets you when you first walk in. 

“Movie?” you question, so Anton answers for you. 

“It was good for me atleast, but she fell asleep through most of it.” 

“Oh, you guys went to a movie? That’s very romantic.” Sungchan asks as he walks into the living room stuffing his face with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Despite knowing that there wasn’t any movie.

Neither of you take the time to argue with him. But it doesn't stop him from continuing.

"Did you hold hands?"

“No!” you finally answer him, and you expect Anton to do the same but he only snickers behind you, leaving you to defend yourself.

“I'm glad you guys enjoyed your date, go start packing so we can head to dads old cabin” Eunseok casually jokes, and it almost irritates you

“It wasn't a date.” you stomp but it doesn’t help you at all because they all laugh when your voice squeaks.

“Is that why you’re wearing his shirt?” Sungchan points out

you look down at the extremely oversized Harley davidson graphic tee that you have on. there isn’t even any explanation for this, sure you could tell them the truth. that you threw up all over your own clothes so he gave you his as a replacement. but it was probably best that you didn’t let your anger get the best of you this time.

So you proceed to change the subject instead. “We’re going to the cabin?” 

“Yeah, we’re driving out there tonight. So hurry.” He rushes you. 

The cabin belonged to your dad before he died, he liked it because it was hidden in the woods. Away from the city that your mom loved so much. It balanced perfectly because it was a 30 minute ride away from the house and he enjoyed a good drive.

He’d often go out there on the weekends with Eunseok and go fishing. While you stayed with your mom and visited the small boutiques nearby. That’s what influenced your father to leave the cabin to Eunseok seeing that he’d probably get more use out of it than you would. 

The cabin was pretty outdated but it had enough room for the four of you to stay for a few nights. You weren’t too fond of the old place but what you did like was the lake in the back. You liked the way it mirrored the sky during sunrises. Or the way the moon reflected off the ripples of the water. 

“okay so here are the rules.” Eunseok begins but he doesn’t get to finish because the rest of you are already grunting aloud.

“alright alright, I won’t go over the rules. because I assume all of us are adults and we would know how to behave ourselves.”

“Great, I'm sharing the room with Anton.” you call dibs by looping your arm around him and pulling him closer to you.

“you guys are never beating the dating allegations.” Sungchan mutters at how tightly you have your arm around Anton’s.

“You'll never kiss a girl in your life.” you spit at him

“At least my only love interest isn’t my best friend.” He gestures quotations around the word best friend.

“Okay okay.” Eunseok holds his hands out to stop an argument from growing. “It looks like we definitely need to go over the rules.”

“no need.” Anton speaks up. “we’ll be behaved.”

“Yes we will.” you add, resting your head on Anton’s shoulder to block out the faces that Sungchan makes to you from behind Eunseok. 

“and you?” your brother turns to his friend.

“I'll be good.” He turns his attention away from you the second Eunseok looks at him. 

“Alright, then we’ll call it a night.” Eunseok doesn’t expect for any of you to say anything else, so he walks away to his shared room with Sungchan and leaves you alone with Anton.

“We should go swimming.” you whisper when you’re sure Eunseok can’t hear you.``it’s 11 pm.” Anton tries to stop you. 

“even better.” 

“You can’t swim,” he tries again but it still doesn’t work. 

he should’ve known better by now. This was the dynamic of your friendship. You'd come up with a crazy idea and he'd try to talk you out of it but fails every time. 

You ease your way into the lake taking one step after another. The water is cold but the heat from the summer night helps your body adjust easily the more you walk in. Trying not to slip on the rocks until your body is completely submerged under water. your feet are still grounded so it helps keep your head at the water's surface. 

“feels good.” you say looking up to Anton who isn’t convinced. 

“If you drown, I'm not jumping in to save you.” he confirms with his arms crossed against his chest. 

“I'm not gonna drown.” You continue swimming around

“good cause i’m not gonna save you.”

“You should get in.”

“It’s dark, there’s probably snakes in there,” It’s obvious that he wants to but he refuses. instead taking a seat on the dock where the little old is so that he could just watch you swim by yourself.

which you do for a while, pushing your arms around you to keep yourself afloat. There’s nobody to accompany the two of you other than the singing owls and blue white light of the moon. 

“You’re so boring.” 

“That's not gonna work this time, the last time you tried that trick I had to fight some guy.”

“you fought someone?” you ask trying to float back 

“It wasn't a real fight, I just punched him a few times. I don’t really know if I could call it a fight because he didn’t hit back. well, he didn’t get the chance to.” 

He begins to start mumbling to himself and misses the fact that you haven’t been responding. When he finally notices and looks up in your direction, all he can see is your hands waving in the air as if you need help. 

but you always play stupid tricks like these so he just laughs at you, assuming that this was another one of your pranks. “I'm not falling for that.” 

“you’re a bad actor.” he continues to laugh at how committed you seem to be to this bit. However after 12 seconds he observes that you’ve been underwater for some time. which starts to worry him. 

“Y/n?” he calls out just once, and immediately jumps in when you don’t respond. Swimming right to you and picking you up in his arms so you can catch some air first. You have to cough the water out of your lungs before you could even get a breath of air. Chest heaving up and down and your eyes closed tightly shut as she swims you back to the dock and sits you down.  

You’re still coughing when he pulls himself out of the lake to sit down beside you and make sure you’re okay, which he had already told you he wasn’t going to do. And he doesn’t just stop there. He leaves you by yourself for a little bit, but only to go get a few towels that he can wrap around you and dry you off himself. 

Almost drowning takes a lot of your energy, so you don’t do anything to help him help you; you just stare at him while he takes the towel to dry your hair. Neither one of you says anything for a while until he carries you back into the cabin and lays you down on your side of the bed. 

“Now you’re gonna have dreams about drowning.” He laughs and sit up to dry himself off. 

“I wasn’t drowning, I was just trying to do a cartwheel underwater.” you lie, leaned back against the pillow and watching him remove his extremely soaked shirt. 

“Sure you were.”

“I really was.” You try to defend yourself again, but he still doesn’t believe you. It’s no use acknowledging that he literally saved your life because even though you were very grateful, you already knew he would, and also, this was going to be something else that he’s never going to shut up about. 

“What would you do without me?” 

“You might’ve saved my life once...”

“twice.” he corrects

“don’t flatter yourself.” you smile, gently smacking his arm.

Anton wakes up in the morning to find that you’re sitting by the window, staring at the way the sunrise shines off the lake. Your chin is rested on your knees, which are pressed to your chest and chained together by your arms. 

“You’re up early." Anton crawls to the part of the bed where you are and sits beside you, close enough for you to lay your head on his arm. “I love the sunsets up here.” You speak low enough for it to be classified as a whisper. 

He hums to show that he acknowledges what you have said. But there is just something about sitting in silence with each other that both of you love. Nothing has to be said, and there aren’t even any thoughts. But just knowing that he’s there right next to you is more comforting than anything else in the world. 

“Wait, did you really fight someone?” You question, suddenly lifting your head from his arm. 

“It’s no big deal.” He brushes off, however you don’t buy it as you angle your entire body towards him. “Anton, you could’ve died.” 

“No, actually I- wait what are you trying to say?”

“You can’t fight, even I can pin you down.” 

“That’s because I always let you win.” 

“Sure.” you say rolling your eyes. 

“I can prove it.” he stands up in front of you. As if he’s actually ready to start a wrestling match.

“There’s no—" You don’t get to say anything because he’s begun playfully attacking you. “You don’t have to prove anything,” you yell in your defense while still putting all your force into holding him down, just as you always do. 

Yet this time is different, and you realize that when he hovers over top of you with both of your arms pinned to the bed right above your head. You weakly try to pull yourself out, but it doesn’t work. And then you make the mistake of looking up at him, your heart jumping when you do. 

His face is unusually close to yours, so close that you stop breathing and feel like you have nowhere else to look but at him. Both of you are too stunned to say anything at first, and when you finally take the initiative to speak first, it comes out almost in a whisper. 

“Okay you win.” 

“Yeah.” He says looking away from your eyes and down at your lips. 

“So you can get off of me now.”  You say once again trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach and the underlying urge to see if his lips feel as soft as they look. 

“Yeah, sorry.” he mutters while rolling off of you and taking a seat besides you, neither of you say it but you both make a mental note to never speak of that interaction again. 

“Are you hungry?” he asks while avoiding eye contact. 

“A little, I’ll go see If Eunseok is awake.” You say quickly jumping off the bed and running towards the door.   

It’s night two of three, when you walk into the room where Anton is seated on the bed trying to get through a 3 minute video, that seems longer because it won’t stop buffering every 10 seconds due to the very bad wifi connection. 

You turn and lock the door behind you before getting Antons attention. “Wanna try this?” You ask, holding up the plate of brownies. 

“A brownie? Sure.” 

“No but it’s not any brownie, It’s a magical brownie.” you add, to make sure that he knew what he was getting himself into. “Magical? Like Jack's magical beans?” He asks while reaching for a brownie. 

“No you idiot, they’re edibles.” 

“Where’d you even get these from?” He asks. 

“Sungchan gave them to me.” You answer while splitting the brownie and passing the smaller half to him. 

“He said we shouldn’t eat the whole thing.” You add before taking a bite and watching him take his. 

“But why would he give us four of them if we can’t eat the whole thing?” Anton asks 

“Maybe I heard him wrong.” You think aloud. 

By the time you finished eating all of the brownies you definitely felt the effects. Sitting legs crossed in front of Anton and just staring at him until you swore you could see his thought bubbles. “You know something…” You say leaning in closer to him, still analyzing the small features of his face. 

“You have a really big nose.” You finish while tilting your head to the side.

“You have really pretty eyes.” He combats

“Okay.” You say ignoring his complement. Walking on your knees to sit directly on his lap. 

“What are you doing?” He’s confused but his hands go directly to your waist to keep you bound. “Let’s have sex.” You say. 

“What?” 

“You don’t wanna go into college a virgin do you?” You try to convince him. 

“I’m not a virgin.” He states questionably. So questionably that if you didn’t already know, you would’ve known from his tone alone that he was in fact a virgin. 

“Yeah right.” 

“I’m not.” He lies again. 

“Shut up and kiss me.” You yell and he obeys, well partly. He only places a small kiss on your lips and finishes with a pat using the tips of his fingers. 

“Wow?” you mutter

“I know, I’m a great kisser.” He boast on himself

“No, You suck.” 

“Like you know? You’ve never kissed anyone.” 

“No, but I know that’s not how you do it.” You say still sitting in his lap with your hands on each of his shoulders. 

“Well you show me how it’s done.” just as fast as he finishes your lips are on his.

Giving him your first kiss and initiating a 30 minute make out session. Until you both fall asleep on the floor, with you wrapped in his arms. 

Falling asleep in his arms wasn’t new. You’d done it plenty of times. however, in those many times, you were completely sober. So you never had to question whether or not you guys had sex.

You’re not naked, you know that much. so that must mean that nothing happened. but you very much remember telling him that you guys should have sex, and your last memory of the night was making out on the floor until you started to think that you might actually like him as more than a friend. 

“we didn’t… do anything right?” you ask sitting up and looking back down at him. 

“I don't remember.” he replies 

“Neither do i.”

“The edibles aren’t supposed to plague or memory right?”

“I don't think so.”

and then it goes silent for a minute. right before the both of you start arguing.

“we had sex, oh my god i can’t believe i had sex with you.” you get up and start pacing 

“Well you’re the one who came up with the idea.”

“I was high! plus you agreed. Why did you agree?”

“I was also high.”

“our friendship is ruined, we can’t ever speak to each other again.”

“Wait. really?” he pauses to look at you.

“don’t you understand what this means? we’ll fall in love with each other. it’s inevitable. there’s no solution.”

“We could just date.” he blurts out and stares at you as if he’s waiting for a legitimate answer.

“Why would we do that?” You say after staring at him in silence. 

“doesn’t it just make sense?” he throws his hands up. 

“no it doesn’t, we don’t like each other.”

“Well, what do you suggest?” He plops down on the bed. 

“We should forget about it.” 

To make matters worse, sungchan walks in right when you’ve started to calm yourself down about the idea of ruining your friendship.

“oh by the way i forgot to warn you guys, the brownies are high in… something that makes you horny. but you don’t have to worry about it, you guys are immune to that stuff.”

“yeah… we don’t have to worry about it.” You try to convince him but it doesn’t work. 

“You had sex didn’t you?” 

“no.” “yes.” you and Anton say at the exact same time, turning to look at each other before changing your answers.”yes.” “no”

“We don't know.” you answer solo this time. “I remember suggesting it and then we… I don't wanna talk about it.”

“Well, there’s only one thing left to do now.” Sungchan walks in fully and closes the door behind him. you don’t know what he’s about to say but you know it’s serious. “You have to date now.”

“That's what I was saying.” Anton says, throwing his arms up.

“No.” You turn and point your index finger to him and then back to Sungchan. “No.”

“No, we’ll just pretend like nothing happened, and Eunseok will never ever find out about this.” 

Your plan to keep Eunseok from finding out wasn’t particularly solid. You walk out to the living space where he’s setting out the dishes for breakfast. He's not the best cook but it’s at least edible, sometimes. you’d usually tease him about it, but you’re caught completely off guard when he goes “there you guys are, I was worried something happened with all the noise you were making last night.”

“uh…” Anton stumbles across his words, he’s standing like a deer stuck in headlights. 

“We were practicing, hand…stands.” You start to think of a lie to explain the noise he heard yesterday. 

“Handstands?” Eunseok doesn’t even look at you.

“He doesn’t know how to do a handstand.” you say pointing to Anton. 

“That’s a relief I thought you were doing something else.” He still isn’t facing you. But he knew the exact reaction he was gonna get from you. 

“Something else?”

“He’s a boy, you’re a girl. You like boys, he likes girls.” He explains. 

“We didn’t have sex.” You blurt out suspiciously 

“I didn’t say you did.” 

“But if we did.” Anton speaks up, despite the looks that you're shooting him from the corner of your eye to signal him to shut up.

“What would you suggest?” he continues 

“Well then, you would just have to date.” Eunseok finally turns around to face you. Warranting your heart to drop to your stomach. You think you might just shit yourself right there. “But that’s just hypothetical of course.” he adds. 

“We wouldn’t have to date. We could let it go and act like we never did it.” 

“That wouldn’t work, the second you two even share a kiss you’re bound to fall in love.” Eunseok says. 

That exact statement circulates your mind the entire day. You couldn’t fall in love with Anton, it just wouldn’t make sense. You don’t even see him that way, and you don’t imagine you ever will. 

The rest of the day goes by and you’re still thinking about what may or may not have happened between you and your best friend last night. Keeping a safe distance just in case. Although it definitely seems to bother you more than it bothered him, because while you were still racking your brain of everything that happened the night prior, he’s just sitting in the corner of the room playing Mario karts. 

“I think I just need to sleep.” You say heading towards the bed.

“I think that’s a good idea, I'm getting tired too.” he gets up to stretch before walking to the bed behind you. 

“what are you doing?” you stop to ask

“I'm going to bed.” He says casually, staring at you as if he truly couldn’t understand why you’d be so hostile about him sleeping in the same bed as you. 

“We can't sleep in the same bed.” You shake your head

“Why not? We sleep together all the time.”

“Don’t! say that.” you shush him with your index finger. “Okay, you take the bed, and I'll go take the couch.”

“The bed is big enough for both of us.” He looks at you when you walk closer towards the door. 

“Why are you making this so hard?” You facepalm

“I'm just trying to get some sleep, you’re the one making this hard.”

You take a deep breath before speaking again, whispering as if someone could hear you through the walls. "What if we… again.”

“if we?” He asks 

“You know, what if we..” you hold your hands up to make sexual gestures just so he’d understand what you were finally getting to. Yet he’s still staring at you like he just doesn't get it.

“What if we have sex again Anton, what if we have sex.” you finally just say throwing your arms down in frustration.

And you bicker for a good 15 more minutes until you finally cave in and just take the bed. His winning argument being that it’s hard for him to sleep alone since he didn’t have his stuffed panda with him. To which you replied, “You should’ve grown out of that phase years ago.” While still stuffing yourself under the sheets besides him. 

September 6th 2015, is the exact date you met Anton. You remember because you still have the initial test that you copied off of him. It was the first time you’d ever made a perfect score on a test, and while you were proud of yourself your mom grew very suspicious. 

You knew him before then, but you never thought to speak to him until he caught you cheating off his paper and threatened to tell the teacher. Leaving you with no other choice but to bribe him with dinosaur chicken nuggets. Which honesty was a win for you because your mom loved to pack them for you for lunch and you just didn’t have the heart to tell her that you hated them. 

Since then, the two of you were attached at the hip, navigating both middle school and high school together. 

You liked to remind yourself of that often, it made you feel better about the rest of life. Because you were soon to be an adult and it was horrifying to you. Even though you had your mom, your brother and Sungchan. It’s just reassuring to know that you had Anton, who was equally as scared as you were. 

Listening to music through your black headphones, you sat in your room. The one place in the whole world where you could truly feel at ease. Where your walls are plastered with posters and your bed is never made. You were lucky to spend less than 5 minutes searching for anything within the 4 corners of your own space. But you loved it nonetheless. 

You tried to listen to anything that would take your mind off of the event that happened over the weekend, however you were shit out of luck because every song on your playlist either talked about kissing or directly described the friends to lover's pipeline. 

Throwing your headphones off, you huff and throw yourself back to stare at the ceiling. Dragging both of your hands down your face. Your friendship with Anton was easily one of the best things you had in your life and you were actively ruining it. 

This is actually extremely stressful. 

Usually when things got this stressful, you’d go to your loyal confidant, but since you couldn’t go to him you go to the internet instead. crawling towards your laptop to look up advice from others who had gone too far with their best friend. 

There were over 7,340,000 results, in which you had rapidly read through at least a hundred of them. There’s all different answers ranging from “there’s no way to mend the friendship.” to “the awkward sexual makes it too hard to bear, the only solution is to cut them off.” Each website you click on makes your gut feel like it’s turning inside out. 

The thought of having to lose Anton as a friend makes your heart feel like it’s getting stomped on by a 10 foot giant. Your eyes are flooding with tears thinking about the small irrevocable mistake that the both of you shared when you weren’t in the right state of mind.

Until you click on one last link that catches your attention. 

“Just continue seeing each other as friends, overtime it’ll sort itself out.”

Just seeing the words on your screen alone is enough to feel like a nice warm hug. Drying your eyes and reading the message over until you finally start to believe that everything is actually gonna be okay.

You get up off your bed when someone gently knocks at your door, you know who it is because it’s the only person who ever knew to knock. 

“Come in.” You try to mask the sorrow in your voice, and it works just barely enough for Eunseok to not catch on. 

“Hey, just wondering if you're gonna come down for dinner.” He says only peeking through the doorway. “Yeah, I’ll be down there soon.” You begin to start looking around your bed for absolutely nothing, just so he couldn’t see how red and puffy your eyes were while crying. 

“Okay, don’t be long. Also, Antons's downstairs waiting for you.” He adds. 

“Antons here.” You quickly turn around to face him, no longer caring if he could tell that you had been sobbing just a few minutes before. Something about just hearing his name causes your heart to beat faster and your lips to turn up into a smile. 

“Oh wait, he's right here.” Eunseok says backing up so your closest friend could walk in behind him. He could immediately tell you had been crying, you knew he could. Because his soft smile drops into an expression of empathy, but not yet saying anything until he knew that you had the room to yourselves. 

“I’ll leave you guys, but don’t forget to come eat dinner with us.” He says once more before he closes the door. Giving you the privacy Anton’s been waiting for. 

“Were you crying?” he asks, already knowing the answer. 

“No.” You lie. 

“I didn’t mean to bother you, I got a little nervous when you hadn’t texted me at all-.” He stops his rambling when you take a seat on your bed and look up at him. He thinks you’re about to cry again but you're just happy to see that nothing has changed between the both of you. 

“I was just scared that we were gonna lose our friendship.” You mumble just a little. 

“We’ve gone through worse, like the time that I pretended to forget your birthday and you stopped talking to me for a whole month.” he kneels in front of you so you don’t have to look up at him. 

The memory makes you laugh a little. Remembering how upset you were, and how he baked you a homemade cake just to get you to forgive him. 

“Could you just promise me that no matter what we’ll always be friends.” You ask, your voice still a little shaky from your crying session. Pinky held out towards him because you know that under no circumstance will the promise be broken. 

“I promise that we’ll be best friends forever.” He links his pinky onto yours, but it doesn’t last for long because you’re already throwing your arms around him to engulf him in a big hug. 

topping him over a little as he softly laughs. 

“But, we should probably lay off the edibles and do something normal.” He waits until you’re pulled away from and seated back onto your bed. “like a movie.” he suggests

“deal,” You nod.

If it were anyone else, this would be considered a date. It had the same feel as a date, you’re sitting in your room trying to find an appropriate outfit and fix your hair. When Sungchan yells from downstairs. “Y/n your boyfriends here.” Causing you to glance in the mirror once more before you run down the stairs to meet him. 

Neither of you care to argue with Sungchan, only paying attention to each other. “You look really pretty.” Anton speaks first, looking down at you. “Thanks.” you smile at him, but the smile doesn’t do justice to the fluttering butterflies that you feel in your stomach. 

“Here’s the keys.” Eunseok places them into your hand without you even having to ask. “Really.” you tame yourself from jumping up and down. 

“Don’t be out too late, and don’t crash my car.” He states, pointing his index finger at you. 

“We won’t.” You head to the front door, when Sungchan yells one last time. “Enjoy your date.” 

“What movie are we going to see by the way?” You ask only once you get into the car. 

“You’ll see.” is all he says, and it makes you beg him for more information. “Could you atleast give me a hint.” 

“It’s over an hour long.” 

“Oh, thanks Anton, that helps.” You sarcastically say, while starting the car. “I think you’ll like it.” He says last.

Anton’s checking in the movie’s ticket while you’re sitting in the back just watching him, there’s no one else in the main area besides the employees, Anton, you and the stranger that walks up from behind you and compliments the shirt that you're wearing. 

“Are you waiting for someone?” The man asks

“Yeah, I’m here with my friend.” You point towards Anton who’s staring intently at your interaction with the man in front of you. “He’s getting our tickets.” you add before turning your attention back to the stranger. “Are you single? By chance?” He asks suddenly but it flatters you. 

The boy is smaller than what you’d describe as your type, but he’s cute and he looks very friendly. He has hair that you think you could spend hours playing in, and it’d be nice to get an actual boyfriend so Sungchan and Eunseok didn’t tease you about Anton. 

“Yeah, I am.” You smile up at him as you stand up. “My name is Y/n.” You add, holding your hand out for him to shake. “My name is Sohee.” He’s about to connect hands with yours but Anton does it first as he stands besides you. Towering over both of you. 

“We have to hurry and catch the movie.” He speaks only to you first, until you look at Sohee and back at him. 

“Hey, sorry I didn’t see you here.” He lies.  

“I don’t wanna hold you up.” Sohee says, particularly paying attention to the way Anton gently and subtly interlocks his fingers with yours. “Sorry about that.” You apologize sincerely. 

“It’s no problem, I hope you enjoy the movie.” He says last before Antons dragging you off. 

“Who was that?” he asks as you go down the hallway to find out which movie room was showing the movie that you intended to see. “He said his name was Sohee, I thought he had really nice hair.” You look up at Anton. 

“I also have nice hair.” He whines. 

“No, I mean his hair looks so soft.” 

“And mine doesn’t.” He turns to look down at you. 

“This isn’t about you.” You giggle. It takes for the both of you to walk into the movie room together for you to realize that he still hadn’t told you what movie you were gonna be watching. You don’t ask now, because you figure that you’ll just find out when it starts playing. 

However, once you take your seat right besides your best friend all the way in the back. You miss the title of the movie because you’re too fixated on the fact he hadn’t let go of your hand since he grabbed it earlier. Watching the way he mindlessly rubs his thumb in slow and gentle circles around the back of your hand. 

You’d pull away and scold him, but it actually felt nice. So you just rest your head on his arm and continue to watch the rest of the movie. 

It was easy forgetting about the 11 pm fiasco in the cabin. You guess Anton was right, your friendship has seen worse. And now you feel kinda silly remembering how you cried thinking about the ending of your friendship. 

If that was even possible, because as long as you’ve known Anton you knew there wasn’t anything that he wouldn’t do just to talk to you. Even now when he snuck himself into your room, for nothing else but to show you the memory box that he found buried deep beneath his bed. 

Neither of you remember when you started making it, but both of you were glad to have it. The box was filled with random inanimate objects that actually helped to build the friendship that you have now. Things ranging from the test that brought you together in the first place. 

To the small purple transparent lighter that you intended to use as a prop for your magic trick. But actually, almost became an accessory to arson. You were trying to recreate one of those fire throwing acts that you saw on tv however you got a little too carried away and set one of the towels on fire in your bathroom. 

In Anton’s defense he told you over and over again that you shouldn’t do it. In your defense? You didn’t have one. 

The box is filled with not only random memory sakes, but also tons of pictures of the two of you from when you got your first polaroid for christmas. 

The first one you come across is a picture that Eunseok took of you and Anton in your Halloween costumes.

 You’d spent months convincing Anton to go with you as Jack Skellington and Sally because of your small obsession with Tim Burton at the time. 

He agreed but it wasn’t at all an easy task. And you didn’t even know he would agree until he showed up to your front door with face paint and a very unamused frown. It didn’t phase you at all though because you jumped up and down while giggling and clapping, completely missing the small growing smile that he was gaining just from knowing that you were happy and he was the cause of it. 

“Aren’t Jack and Sally a couple?” Sungchan questions when you hand Eunseok your polaroid and ask him to take a picture of you. 

“Duh.” you say oblivious to the point he’s trying to make. 

“So if you’re Jack and you’re sally…” he points to you as he says “Doesn't that make you a couple.” He finishes with a grin. “No, it’s a costume you idiot.” You yell at him, reaching for your shoe to throw at him. 

You’re ready to fight but Anton only looks down at you and smiles at how easily angry you got. And that’s exactly when Eunseok takes the picture. 

Anton watches your subtle smile as you flip through each of the polaroids, he begins to mirror your smile when you look up at him and giggle softly. “Oh look at this one.” You hold one of the pictures just inches away from his eyes where he could barely see. 

Rather than just taking the photograph out of your hand to see it better, he wraps his hand around your wrist and backs it up to a better angle. The gesture is very simple but you don’t fail to notice that he’s rubbing the tip of his thumb back and forth over your skin. 

“I remember this.” he laughs, looking at the photo. You feel a bit of coolness fall over you when he lets go of your arm to look through the rest of the box. Which you think to do after staring at him for 5 seconds too long. Flipping though the rest of the polaroids in your hand, when you come across another picture. 

This one isn’t from your camera. It’s a picture your mom took of you when you invited him over to the house for the first time. She was so happy that you had finally made a friend, she didn’t even care that she was actively embarrassing you. Sneaking pictures, and watching behind walls whenever you had finally built some gut to actually talk to him. 

It was so long ago, and you were so young. It’s fun to think about now, but it’s even better to think about how long you’ve known him. 

“Isn’t it crazy that we’ve been friends for so long and neither of us has a crush on eachother.” You ask, still looking down at the picture. 

“Yeah.” He laughs 

When you look up you see your best friend, the one person outside of your family that stuck with you through thick and thin. Who held you every time you cried and dried your tears to tell you that everything was going to be alright. Who, no matter what, never made you feel like a burden or like you were too much. Who made it obvious over and over again that they’d do anything to keep you happy. 

You see Lee Anton. 

He’s meant to be in your life, you’re very sure of it. Because no one understood you like he did, and no one ever will as long as he’s alive. No one defended you like he did, and you don’t care to learn if anyone else might.

But as time went on, the lines started to blur. Because you want to kiss him now, and you’re not sure if you want to do it as his best friend or something more. Gradually leaning in closer to him until your lips just barely touch.  

He takes the initiative to go all the way. Furthering the kiss, you have to grab onto his shoulders to keep yourself stable. 

You can’t explain it but this just feels right, or better yet, it definitely didn’t feel wrong. 

Your eyes are still closed when you pull away, but the instant you open them he mutters. “I love you.” Causing you to get up and jump away from him as if he was infected with a contagious deadly disease. 

“You ruined it.” You yell at him, loud enough for him to know how startled you are but not enough for anyone outside of the room to hear. 

“I’m sorry!” he pleads. Within a few seconds he’s standing over you so you have to look up at him. For as long as you knew him he’d always been taller than you, it was so obvious that everyone else pointed out the extreme height difference. Well, everyone but you. 

“Why would you say that?” You throw your arms down. 

“I don’t know, it just came out.” 

“You don’t mean it, do you?” You ask, but this time you aren’t yelling and your voice is calmer. 

“Of course, I mean it. We’ve been friends for years and I love you.” 

“Stop saying that!” 

“Do you love me?” His voice is softer than usual and you hate it, there’s just no way you could give him any other answer outside of the one he’s asking to hear. Yet and still you can’t give him anything because you’re not even sure yourself. 

“Do you?” he asks again, breaking the long period of silence. 

“Could you just kiss me again?” You ask, and he listens. Just as he always does because you’re his best friend and all he wants is to make you happy. 

The question never quite left your mind. "Did you love him?” No. “Do you love him?" The obvious answer is yes. It'd be impossible to not love someone that you've been close friends with for just a little less than half your life. Someone that knew almost everything about you. 

But this was a more complicated question. Because you know he wasn't asking if you love him as a best friend, and that wasn't an answer you were ready to find out. If you loved him any differently than a friend, then it would change everything. 

That's what you're afraid of. 

Although, it's a little too late to be scared for the friendship if you're even questioning it in the first place. 

It’s been two days since that night, but neither of you had the balls to bring it up again. Seems as if you were getting better at pretending things never happened. You could try and say that things hadn’t changed at all, but that’d be a lie. 

Usually you liked the comfort of your own room, but the more you spent in there alone the more you felt that the silence was getting too loud for your own good, and the very last thing you needed right now was to be alone in your thoughts. 

So for once you decided to sit in the living room and enjoy the presence of your brother and his best friend. Sitting further away from both of them on the sofa with your legs pressed up against your chest. There weren’t any intentions of interacting with either of them, you just needed to get around somewhere that wasn’t ear ringing quiet. 

But every part of you wishes you would’ve just stayed in your room, when you become the topic of discussion. 

“Are you texting your boyfriend?” Sungchan teases per usual. 

“No.” Is all you say, hoping that if you don’t give him the attention he wants, he’ll leave you alone. He doesn’t but what were you expecting, he was like your annoying brother after all. “You didn’t deny that he was your boyfriend.” 

“He isn’t.” You mumble, still not looking up from your phone. 

“Is something wrong?” Eunseok asks, and you can easily tell that he’s really concerned. But you just cannot force yourself to tell him that something is bothering you because you know he’ll wanna help. And this just wasn’t a matter that you needed nor wanted him to help you with. 

“No, just kinda tired.” You begin to say but sungchan talks over you and asks a question that makes your heart drop. 

“Is this about the kiss with Anton?” He pipes up randomly. 

“You kissed?” Eunseok takes turns questioning you, and just when you’re about to answer him Sungchan once again speaks over you. “Yeah, but they were both high so it doesn’t really count.” 

“High?” This time he’s jumping out of his seat. 

By now your heart is beating loud enough to hear, there’s no way to talk yourself out of this so you don’t even try. Only preparing yourself for what’s to come.  

“You were high?” 

“Before you start, just know that I’m sorry and I already made the decision to never do it again.” 

“Wait, don't be too hard on her, I’m the one who gave them the brownies.” Sungchan butts in an attempt to protect you. “I’ll deal with you later.” Your brother points to him, and turns his attention back on you. 

“Why did you do it in the first place? I told you to stay away from drugs.” He begins raising his voice at you. That might have been when you started crying, you think. But it’s still unclear, because all you could think about was how shitty you felt to have disappointed him. 

“This isn’t a game Y/n that stuff is bad, what will you do when you get to College and everyone around you is doing it?  Are you gonna do it too?” He continues to shout, 

“No, I told you I wasn’t ever gonna touch it again.” You cry, 

“How am I supposed to believe that? You’re not giving me any reason to trust you.” 

The words he spit out of his mouth were like small but extremely sharp swords. Piercing into your heart all at once, you don’t even have the strength in your voice to speak anymore, so your next sentence comes out shaky and a little squeaky. “Did you ever trust me?” 

“Why would I?” That’s the very last sword to impale your beating muscle,  you can imagine that air was just ripped out of your lungs. Leaving you to suffocate alone. If there was one thing you hated in the whole world it was being scolded by your older brother. 

Simply because you weren’t used to getting yelled at by anyone else. Your mom was always very soft spoken, and your dad died before you ever got the chance to really disappoint him. So that left Eunseok, he didn’t shout at you often. But when he did, it hurt. 

Anton’s the one person you went to every time you felt like this, so it was a no brainer that that’s where you’d end up now. 

When you knock on his door still in your pajamas and cheeks stained with tears, he doesn’t even question you. Only holding his arms out for you to claim your spot close to his chest so he could embrace you with the warm and endearing hug that you needed most. 

“He’s just looking out for you.” He speaks tenderly, once you finally calmed yourself down enough to explain everything. You always liked how soft his voice was, it was the very thing that made you wanna befriend him in the first place. Even though you made fun of him for it all the time, it was times like these when you really appreciated it. 

“I just hate that I disappointed him, now he’ll never trust me.” You continue to sob into his chest. 

He lets you cry for another 40 minutes until you fall asleep with your face flat against his chest. Your cheeks are still damp and a bit puffy but even now he finds himself struggling to pull his eyes away from you.

Unfortunately he’s forced to when there’s a knock at the front door, and Anton has to slide himself from under you so you don’t wake up. He knows exactly who’s on the other side of the door but he opens it anyway. 

“Is Y/n here?” eunseok asks, already knowing the answer. You wouldn’t go anywhere else. 

“No. why, did something happen?” Anton masks his lies with faux concern. “We just got into an argument kind of. I just wanna make sure she’s okay.” Eunseok continues.

Anton looks back at your sleeping figure and faces Eunseok. Feeling no need to hold up the lie he says, “Yeah, she’s fine.” 

“Thank you… for taking care of her.” 

“Of course.” 

Anton closes the door when Eunseok walks away. He watches you for some short moments before leaving to go find a blanket to drape over you just in case you were feeling chilly in your sleep. And sitting on the couch beside you so you didn’t have to be alone. 

Anyone with a sibling would know that arguments don’t last for long. But this one did, you knew what you did was wrong but you also don’t want to apologize. So you just pretend like he doesn’t exist for the following week. 

He tried nonstop for the first two days but gave up after you just stared directly in his face without a word when he offered you the keys to his car, and unlimited access for the rest of the summer. 

“What do you wanna watch?” Anton asks with one hand navigating the laptop and the other playing through your hair. Your body is pressed close against his, so much so you can hear his heartbeat. And he can feel the vibrations of your voice when you hum “I don’t know, you can choose.” 

“How about a cartoon?” He scrolls his pointer down to Tom and jerry. 

“Not that one.” You mutter when it begins to play. 

“Okay, what about the incredibles?” He asks 

“I don’t like the incredibles.” you speak into his chest. 

“Mickey mouse?” 

“We’re not children, Anton.” 

“Well, what do you wanna watch?” he shifts his body to look down at you, his frustration growing when you look back up at him. “I don’t know, but I don’t wanna watch that.” 

“You don’t wanna watch anything.” He huffs. 

“Just choose something good.” Both of you are bickering with each other but keeping your positions, his hand is still tangled in your hair, and you're still face to chest with him. You look up in sync when Eunseok passes by your room to get to his own, however he doesn’t make it to his room yet because he stopped to watch the two of you bicker. 

If he didn’t know any better he’d think that the both of you were dating.  Funny thing is, he really didn’t know any better. So he stood there in shock staring at you two together holding a half sandwich right in front of his mouth. 

“What are you looking at?” You spit, after a small moment of awkward silence. 

As soon as the words leave your mouth you realize exactly what he’s looking at, because you look up at Anton and jump away a second later. Not noticing how it looked from a different point of view. 

  Eunseok walks away immediately with a small chuckle, because although he didn’t understand what was going on you at least acknowledged his existence and talked to him, so that was an improvement. 

Your relationship with your brother was still taking baby steps to recovery, but your relationship with your best friend couldn’t get any better. If you weren’t sitting right besides him, you were texting him, if you weren’t texting him, you were calling him. 

You made the deal to make this summer count, just in case you grew apart from each other but with the way things were going you highly doubted that anything would break you apart now. 

You threw your head back on your bed, staring at your phone with your arms held out over top of your face. You smile never wavering as you type away messages to Anton. First you send the word “hello” 8 individual times in separate messages until he responds, you wanna make sure that you have his attention first. 

But when he doesn’t respond or even open the messages, you let the anticipation get the best of you and just call him, so you can at least hear his reaction when you tell him the news that has you busting at the seams with excitement. 

Yet, something about hearing the phone ring over and over again slowly kills the excitement in you. Your smile is still present, it’s just smaller now. 

Anton always answered his phone for you, even during the cello lessons that his dad used to make him take after school. So this is something new to you, and you’re not sure how to really feel about it. 

The only thing you can think to do is just go to his house and see him in person. At Least this way you could see his reaction face to face and even hang out for a little. That’s what you choose to do, throwing your legs over your bed to rush to his front door.

“Hey, guess wha-” You start the second the door opens but stop when you see that the person who opened the door wasn’t Anton. In fact, you don’t know who this is, you’ve never seen her before.

“Hi?” The girl pipes up, smiling at you. You try to force yourself to mirror her smile, it lasts almost as long as a blink but with all the thoughts running through your head you end up just blurting out. “Who are you?” 

“I’m Anton’s friend.” She holds her hand out to you. “Nice to meet you.” She smiles. 

You feel your heart sink into your chest, the longer you look at her. It was happening already, and summer isn’t even over yet. you thought things were looking up, but it’s just the beginning of the end. 

You wanna ask, “Are you sure?” because Anton's never mentioned her before, but you hold your tongue and simply ask “Is he here?” and she responds with “Yeah, I’ll get him for you.” 

You wait for less than a minute before Anton comes to the door, you hadn’t thought about what you were going to say when you did see him. So now you’re stumbling over your words trying to find out what question you wanna ask first.

“I just came because you didn’t answer your phone, but I guess you have a date so that would explain everything.” you mutter

“It's not a date, she just came over to play games.”

“sounds fun.”

“you’re not mad.. right?”

“I'm just a little disappointed that you didn’t tell me. but she’s really pretty I hope you guys have fun.”

“why do you even care? we’re just friends.” he asks when get ready to turn your back. 

“Just fr- the rest of the words can’t even leave your mouth, just caught in your throat as tears begin to swarm your waterline. “Clearly we don’t feel the same way, so I’ll just go.”

“Feel the same way?” he repeats “about what? there’s nothing to feel.” That's what does it, knocks the wind right out of your lungs. 

“Nothing. Nothing, Anton, bye.” You hurry and walk away before he can see you cry. The conversation reminds you of the stupid high school boys that you used to avoid. You cling to Anton because you always thought he was far too sweet to ever treat you or anyone like that. But you were wrong—terribly wrong, and it makes you physically ill. 

Crying for the third time this summer, barging into the house past Eunseok, and running into your room. This might actually be your first heartbreak, and it’s funny to think that your best friend would be the one to give it to you.

“Knock, knock.” Eunseok knocks on the bedroom door that you forgot to close. Usually, he waits for your permission to enter, but this time, he just walks right in and takes a spot on the edge of your bed. 

“go away.” You sob into your pillow. 

He continues to speak, not caring about your protests. “I know you don’t want to talk to me right now. But I want you to know that I'll always be here for you, and no matter what, I’ll always look out for you.”

“I don't need you to look out for me.” 

He doesn’t say anything else because he knows it’s only a matter of time before you open up to him about what’s going on. 

He thought right. It took not even four seconds for you to sit up and look at him with glossy eyes. “We’re just friends, not best friends, not even close friends. Just friends,” you said, hiccupping in between words.

When Eunseok doesn’t say anything, you keep talking.

"He was hanging out with this girl; I've never met her before. Well, I mean, he’s never told me about her, and she’s really pretty. He probably thinks she’s prettier than me.” 

“you’re crying because he was hanging out with a girl?” Eunseok recaps, and you roll your eyes. 

“You don’t get it; no one gets it.” Not even you. You couldn’t explain to him what’s wrong if you wanted to because you actually had no clue. All you knew was that you saw him with another girl, and it hurt—a lot. 

“Then explain it to me.” Your brother looks at you, really trying to understand so he can find a way to make you feel better. When you go completely silent, he blurts out another question. 

“Do you like him?” 

Now you get it. Now, it all makes sense. You don’t want to admit it aloud, but you know the truth. You’ve stopped crying, but your voice is still weak and raspy when you say, “We’re just friends,” repeating Anton's exact words. 

It wasn’t easy ignoring Anton, not because you were struggling to stay away from him but because he made it hard to pretend like he never existed. Blowing up your phone with phone calls or text messages and popping up at your front door occasionally so you’d be forced to see his face.

You’ve moved on from being mad about whatever it was that you were mad about in the first place to being mad about the fact that he didn’t share the same feelings you had. 

This was all his fault anyways, because if it wasn't for his dumb stupid face and his annoying soft voice you would’ve never fallen for him in the first place. You were actually pretty good at keeping your emotions controlled… well more less. But this was still his fault, and you weren’t taking any responsibility. 

1:15 Brachio: Wanna go skating today? 

1:22 Brachio: hey??

1:37 Brachio: did I do something wrong?”  

You scoff at the last message; he really had the audacity to ask if he did something wrong. Even if you didn’t fully know the reason you were mad, he should’ve definitely known. 

4:49 Brachio:  Hello? 

4:49 Brachio: I’m sorry, please talk to me. 

4:49 Brachio: this isn’t fun I’m getting flashbacks. 

4:50 Brachio: I’ll bake you a cake.

4:50 Brachio: I’ll do anything. 

5: 10 Brachio: wow so you hate me. 

6:20 You: I do, leave me alone. 

6:20 Brachio: Oh, sorry, 

6:29 Brachio: Are you still mad? 

You leave your phone face up and watch his name flash more and more from the corner of your room. Trying to think of anything else to distract you from the conversation Anton was having with himself in your messages. 

“What are you doing out here?” Sungchan looks down at Anton, cropped down in front of your door. “Waiting for Y/n,” he responds.

“Oh I’ll get her for you.” He turns. 

“No! She’s not gonna come out if you tell her I’m here. I’ll just wait.” 

“Is this like a game?... or” 

“She came over 2 weeks ago, and we had a small argument about… actually, I don’t know what it was about. I just know that it upset her that I had one of my friends over.” Anton explains.

“Interesting, interesting and was this friend a girl?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Do you find her physically attractive?” 

“No, I’ve never really looked at her like that.” 

“Interesting.” Sungchan taps his chin three times for a cinematic effect. “It seems to me like Y/n might have a little crush on you.” 

“On me? She couldn’t possi- oh~” he comes to the realization mid sentence. “What is Anton gonna do with this new found information?” Sungchan begins to speak in his version of a British accent. 

“There’s nothing I can do, She won’t talk to me. It’s been weeks.” Anton looks up to sungchan. 

“If there is a will, there will be a way,” Sungchan speaks with his finger in the air as if he were some inspirational character from a children's book.

“Okay…” Anton mutters.

“Sungchan says! We shall make it rain.”  Sungchan yells.

“Make it rain?” Anton questions

“Make it rain.” Sungchan heroically yells. 

“Make it rain?” Anton asks again. 

Since summer was coming to an end, you figured there was no other time to start packing than now. The first thing you decided to start with was the abundance of posters on your walls. It didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. Maybe you needed a little change in your life, and growing up wasn’t all that bad. 

“I never thought I’d see this room all packed up.” Eunseok says as he walks through your bedroom door. 

“I haven’t even started yet.” You laugh. 

“You start school in a few weeks. How do you feel?” 

“I’m actually kind of excited, maybe it’s time for me to make new friends.” 

“Are you at least gonna talk to him before you go?” 

“He’ll be fine, he has someone to keep him company.” you don’t even take the time to look at your brother when you speak. Focusing on carefully taking down your wall art without ripping any of them. 

“I’m sure he’d still like to talk to you.” 

“I don’t care.’ You say bluntly. 

“Maybe you should.” You only turn to look at him when he’s gone, leaving you alone with nothing but your crowded walls and crowded thoughts to match. Going away for college meant you might not ever talk to Anton again. Well, you were probably going to see him around campus or something, sure. But you won’t be friends like you used to. He’ll go off to build his new group of people, and so will you. 

Maybe this friendship wasn’t so strong after all. 

The splashing water against your window is enough to pull you out of your thoughts. You guess that it’s raining at first, so you open your window to observe the sky but see that it’s completely bright and clear. 

“What the heck?” You say aloud to yourself, trying to observe where the sprinkles of water are coming from. 

Then you see Anton standing right below you, drenched in water and Sungchan holding the water hose from the bushes. “These idiots.” You mutter under your breath. 

“Y/n, someone's here for you,” Eunseok yells from the stairs, making sure to leave out Anton’s name. He knew you wouldn’t leave your room if he did mention him. 

Anton doesn’t give you the chance to speak before he starts to recite the note he has in his hands. The note was just as wet as he was, and the ink had already begun washing off the paper, but he continued to read anyway. 

“I. Am. Very. Sorry. For-” Not caring to hear the rest of what he has to say, you snatch the damped paper out of his hand and rip it up in front of him. Then throwing the pieces back in his face before you slam the door and leave him to talk to himself.

“I didn’t need that.” He murmurs through the barrier between you two. 

“Remember you pinky promised me that we’d always be friends. You can’t break it now. We never break our pinky promises.” He speaks on the other side of the door since you weren’t gonna speak to him face to face. 

“For the love of god Anton, go away-” You yell at him when you open your front door, and within a blink of an eye his lips are on yours and his hands are on each side of your face. He’d pulled you far enough out of your house to get drenched in the water that Sungchan was spraying. 

You break the kiss first with a harsh slap on his cheek. “Why did you do that?” You shout.

“That’s what they do in the movies whenever they confess their feelings. I thought it would work,” he explains, holding his cheek, 

“You like me?” 

“Am I gonna get slapped again if I say yes?” 

You don’t have anything else to say, so you pull him down to you by the collar of his shirt and kiss him once again. Before whispering, “I like you too.” Against his lips

“So you’re not mad at me anymore?” 

“I still haven’t gotten a cake yet.” is your response to his question, but you both knew that you were far from mad at him. 

You guys shared over 234 pinky promises in the time span that you had been friends. And all of them remained unbroken, except for one. 

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can i request 15 for prompt anton

☆The Call - Anton☆

☆Special Thanks Too: Anon : Anton : RIIZE :

☆Note: not sure how long this has been in my requests but hopefully you enjoy

☆CW: nothing :

☆Prompt: 15.) Let's Match!!

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1-24-24

Anton sat on his bed deep in thought, any other day his outfit wouldn't be a big deal but today he was going to see you, he wanted to look good in order to impress you, even tho in your eyes Anton always looks good no matter what.

His train of thought got interrupted by his phone ringing, he picked it up his eyes windening at your name on his screen. Taking a deep breath he quickly answered the call "hello?" He said in his usual quiet tone.

Unbeknownst to him, you on the other side of the line had a huge smile on your face, "Anton! How are you doing on this fine evening?" You spoke, Anton slightly winces taking his phone from his ear in order to turn down the volume, "I'm good..." He said, keeping his answer short.

"A bit boring but anyway, I happen to see a specific piece of clothing in your closet the other day, it just so happen to look almost identical to another piece of clothing I own..." You said dancing around the main point of the topic, Anton let out a confused hum "what piece of clothing would that be?" He asked.

"It happens to be a jacket...hm a black one baggy...and I know we both have similar baggy jeans...what I'm saying is, Anton lets match today!" You said giggling after you spoke, Anton smile grew as well as a blush on his cheeks "match? With you?" He asked sitting up in his bed, hearing a small 'mhm' he nods even tho you can't see him.

"Ok then, I guess I can match with you" he spoke a little louder his little nod evenident in his words, he heard you clap a little over the phone letting out a small 'yay' confirming the plans to meet up at the park and match clothes he hung up the call with a huge smile on his face.

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sungchan x fem! reader

friends to lovers au; fluff ♡

— you are about to have the best saturday ever. it was unexpected, and it was beautiful.

saturday afternoons are spent at a cafe nearby, so when you kissed your mom goodbye while she was busy tending to the flowers, she didn't have to ask where you're off to. "why is your boyfriend not picking you up today?" her words caused you to roll your eyes. "very funny, mom." she was referring to sungchan, your childhood friend. she knew you had a crush on him ever since the day she "accidentally" saw your diary open with doodled hearts decorating jung sungchan's name. you made her promise to stay quiet about it, but she's not doing a very good job at it.

"why? you haven't confessed to him yet? you guys are obviously pining for each other since everyone knows how long-" her teasing elicited a death glare from you. she put her hands in the air as if surrendering in response. "okay, promise, i won't talk about it." despite her words, you perfectly knew she would still tease you so you hummed the most sarcastic "uhuh." in return.

"gotta go, i'll be back in a few." you bid goodbye while closing the gate, giving a her a flying kiss despite all the teasing you just received. "you look breathtaking, dear. he'll make a fool of himself if he doesn't notice that." you smiled at your mom, thankful for her words of encouragement. you shrugged the silly thought that almost made you nervous as you made your way to the cafe. meeting sungchan has always been natural for you- but there's just something about today that you can't point out, and you're unsure of what it is. "maybe it was mom's teasing, idk." you thought. you examined yourself as you walk. "do i really look good today or is she only saying that because i'm her daughter?" you asked yourself, not ignoring the fact that you hoped the person you'll be meeting would think the same way.

a few minutes passed and you arrived at the cafe, you weren't suprised to see him sitting at your usual spot near the window. your usual strawberry latte and slice of cinnamon bun already sitting on top of the table across his iced americano and chocolate cake. your insides swelled with warmth at how much he knows about you- surely, it must've been because you have been friends for a long time, but you can't help but still be swayed with the thought and gesture. he's always been like this, so you can't help but wonder why does everything feel so new today. you held onto your bag tighter as you inched closer to sungchan- the girls are shamelessly staring at him and you wouldn't blame them, he looked absolutely handsome in his cream sweater, his brown hair parted evenly, and his lovely eyes are pinned on you- you'll never get tired of adoring his brown specs- you could get lost in them and you won't mind. "missed you all week. you were too busy to meet me." he says with a hint of accusation, cutting you off from your trance and you can't help but think how he looked cute when he pouts. "sorry. you know our debate competition is up so soon, but hey, i'm here now." you reassured him. "i'm busy with soccer practice but i still have time for you though?" he raised an eyebrow, earning a giggle a from you. "clingy." he narrows his eyes at you but doesn't deny your words.

an hour passed by and it's just you and sungchan talking about life. he doesn't let go of the topic that you two are on the same university, both with busy schedules and he reasons out that he pestered you to meet him because he doesn't want to eat lunch with anyone else on a particular wednesday when he almost failed his math test and how he detests that he didn't get to see you the entire week and you just laughed at him for missing you a little too much, in which he continuously tried to deny. "you should get yourself a girlfriend so you'll stop missing me too much." you said.

sungchan suddenly became silent, he averted your gaze. you noticed he looked hesitant and a hint of sadness colored his eyes and you swear, you never want to see him like that. you knew he had something on his mind. "why? what's wrong? sorry, did i say something wrong?" you can't help but feel nervous beacuse of his sudden silence, you gently laced his hands with yours to help ease him up.

while staring at him, you were trying your best not to look too in love or he would notice- it scares you to think that your feelings might show and sungchan only thought of you as a friend. the thought alone made you gloomy, but his next words are unexpected. "i saw you with a guy last wednesday" he started. "i want to approach you but you seem happy talking to him. you never told me about him." he continued, still looking away from you.

you let out a sigh of relief, almost happy that it wasn't about anything more concerning or gravely serious. you weren't sure what to think of, but you almost heard a bit of jealousy and worry with the way he spoke. your brows knotted in confusion, trying to think about who you were with "sunghoon? he's a classmate from history, we were waiting for our groupmates that time when you saw us." sungchan felt relieved, almost as if a huge weight on his chest has been lifted. he tried to summon his old self back like nothing happened. "i was just suprised to see you with an unknown guy! imagine if auntie saw you with him and asks me then i didn't know anything, right?" he convinced himself it was the perfect excuse. he can't believe how dumb it sounded but he also didn't know how to deal with his feelings when he, too, was afraid that you might notice his true feelings and you didn't feel the same. it would break him beyond repair.

"ah, that's it." you try to hide your sadness but the disappointment in your tone was obvious, your hands reached to finish the remaining pastry you had.

sungchan caught a glimpse of hurt in your eyes. he has always been a straightforward kind of guy- but when it comes to you, the words doesn't come out easily. he thought that maybe, you'd know how he felt, but seeing your reaction made him realize that he should've told you about his feelings sooner. since it's out in the open, it's now or never. sungchan gathered all the courage he could muster, determined to tell you that he isn't contented by being your bestfriend anymore, he wants more. he wants you to get the message.

"the truth is, i was jealous." you looked at him, not believing what you just heard. "i couldn't bear seeing another guy making you smile, i want to be the only one to make you smile like that." your heart is now pumping at an abnormal rate. "i want to see you and hear your voice everyday." you can't believe that this is happening right now. "i don't want to be just your friend, y/n." he continued. "i like you- no, i'm in love with you." he confessed. his words sending you to cloud nine, your fingers now laced tighter as he looks at you with gentleness and concern, waiting for your reply.

"i'm in love with you, y/n." he repeated so you would know that he's serious, after all, sungchan never toyed with anyone's emotions, he always makes sure that he expresses and says what he only means, especially when it comes to you. this was the push you've been asking the universe for and there's no turning back. why prolong the agony when you've accepted that sungchan is already the one for you ever since? you opened your lips to say the words he longed to hear. "i'm in love with you too, sungchan." you looked away, embarassed. he's watching you intently, pupils almost turning into a heart if that's even anatomically possible.

he stood up to grab your things and he doesn't let go of your intertwined hands. "let's go, we're telling our parents we're now dating."

as if the universe planned everything, sungchan's parents are at your home, helping your parents set the table for dinner. hand in hand with sungchan, you introduced him to your parents as not your best friend- but your boyfriend and he introduced you to his family as his girlfriend. both of your moms looked proud but sungchan's dad shot your dad a knowing look.

"i told you they'll start dating in college. just about the right time." mr. jung said and your dad groaned before handing him 50 bucks.

it was the best saturday ever.

note: hi, everyone! i'm still trying to explore the works here in tumblr and i hope you like my first work. i wrote sungchan's first bc he's my biaswrecker back when he was a neo (he almost stole me from mark lee istg). i'll be writing for riize and nct, (and svt, too!) my ults. expect more to come. wishing you an amazing day. :)

#riize #riize au #riize hard thoughts #rise and realize #riize sungchan #sungchan x reader #jung sungchan #anton #hong seunghan #riize seunghan #song eunseok #osaki shotaro #eunseok #riize eunseok #riize sohee #lee sohee #sohee #yoon chan young #park wonbin #riize wonbin #riize anton #riize scenarios #riize x reader #riize imagines #riize fanfic #seunghan #anton lee #wonbin #riize one shots #riize shotaro

[luvyeni]

luvyeni's masterlist pt. 4 🤍...

F- fluff A- angst M- smut S- suggestive 💬- text/smau

recent work: he said he likes crazy girls

upcoming: sex fashion and guitars ( jaemin smau )

🤍 ... STRAY KIDS !

♡... reactions: selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | you attract what you fear [M] | helping you cum [💬] | you cum too fast [M] | calling them daddy [M] | turning your location off [💬] | crazy girls [💬] | other girls [💬] sending nudes during a arguments [💬]

bangchan

secret relationship [M][💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

lee know

everyday text with lee know and jisung [💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

changbin

friends with benefits [M][💬]

things he says during sex [M]

♡... drabbles:

hyunjin

poly! relationship with hyunjin or felix [💬]

on camera — 1.4k [M]

♡... drabbles:

han jisung

everyday text with lee know and jisung [💬]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2

felix

a very happy ending — 2.3k [M]

poly! relationship with hyunjin and felix [💬]

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles:

seungmin

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2 | 3

jeongin

text with yandere! jeongin [💬]

everyday text with bf! jeongin [M][💬]

things he says during sex — 0.1k [M]

good shot — ft. bokseungah 4.1k [M]

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

just the tip w/ bang chan and seungmin [M]

🤍 ... ENHYPEN !

♡... reactions: enhypen being jealous [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | valentines day with them [M] | you cum too fast [M] | wearing a white shirt [M] | both of you being yandere [M] perv!enha 8th member [M] | getting off in a plushie [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | husband prank [M]

jungwon

soft launching your relationship [💬]

♡... drabbles:

heeseung

10 days to fall in love [💬][M][F][A]

♡... drabbles:

jay

little pink book — 2.7k [M]

♡... drabbles:

jake

text w/ loverboy! jake [M][💬]

♡... drabbles: 1

sunghoon

mr.vampire — 1.5k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

sunoo

loving the commoner — 2.9k [M]

♡... drabbles:

ni-ki

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍 ... NCT DREAM !

♡... reactions: calling them by their first name [💬] | sex ban [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | song prank [💬] | unintentionally turning him on [M] | wearing their shirts [M] | wearing a vibrator [M] | lower v taper fade [💬]

mark

fwb! plug mark [M][💬]

valentines day with poly haechan and mark [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2 |

renjun

♡... drabbles:

jeno

poly! realationship with jeno and jaemin [M] [💬]

♡... drabbles:

haechan

perv!boyfriend headcannons [M] — 0.3k

valentines day with poly haechan and mark [M]

♡... drabbles:

jaemin

poly! realationship with jeno and jaemin [M] [💬]

taming the pillow princess [M] — 1.8k

♡... drabbles:

chenle

♡... drabbles:

jisung

♡... drabbles: 1

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍... RIIZE !

♡... reactions: one of your hoes prank [💬] | selling my boyfriend [💬] | someone walking in on you [M] | teasing them while they're live [💬] | after the sex ban [💬] | not friends but not dating [M] | finding your tumblr [💬] | possessive riize [M]

shotaro

♡... drabbles: 1 |

eunseok

poly! relationship with with eunseok and seunghan [💬][M]

poly! relationship with eunseok and sungchan [M][💬]

♡... drabbles:

sungchan

poly! relationship with eunseok and sungchan [M][💬]

the weekend — 3.6k [M]

co-parenting with obsessive!sungchan [💬]

controlling boyfriend [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

wonbin

♡... drabbles:

seunghan

poly! relationship with with eunseok and seunghan [💬][M]

poly! realationship with seunghan and anton [💬]

practice room — 1k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

sohee

perv! boyfriend sohee head cannon — 0.3k [M]

♡... drabbles:

anton

poly! realationship with seunghan and anton [💬]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

sohee being a perv on live [M]

academic rival eunseok [M]

©️LUVYENI

#kpop x reader #kpop smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #nct dream smut #nct smut #riize smut #stray kids x reader #nct dream x reader #riize x reader #stray kids hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts #nct dream hard thoughts #nct dream hard hours #riize hard hours #riize hard thoughts #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours

[kissohee]

bestfriend!perv!anton x fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : 700 ☆ short one-shot mdni!

Anton knows he's wrong, it may not seem like it but he does. He also knows he cant help the way he thinks of you. You're his bestfriend, so obviously it's occurred to him that thinking about you in the way that he does, is very clearly wrong. But to him that's also part of the fun. And you don't know, which just turns him on even more. You would never guess that shy & sweet Anton Lee, fantasizes about fucking you at the dead of night. You would never guess he thinks about you in the shower, or when he's watching porn, or every time he closes his eyes. and thats exciting to him. But he's also not much of a risk taker, unless he's extremely desperate.

Anton tosses and turns in his bed, struggling to fall asleep. You wore a skirt today and of course he struggled to keep his dick down every time he looked at you. And oh did he look a lot. He noticed the way your skirt wasn't long enough to cover your thighs, and how badly he wanted to bend you over the first surface he could find. The thought of you was keeping him up, quite literally. He was supposed to be sleeping, but between his thoughts and his boner, he was having too much trouble doing so. So he lowered his pants, freed his cock from his boxers and tried fixing his problem. His hand started pumping his cock, but he knew this wasn't gonna be enough. So he imagined that instead of his hand wrapped around his cock, it was your cunt, and you had that same exact skirt on. But for some reason, unlike most days, it wasn't getting him anywhere. He would normally just drop it and go to sleep if it wasn't working out, but his hard on was becoming too painful to just drop. He reached that level of desperation where he was willing to take a risk. Would it really be so bad of him to call you like this? Just so he could hear your voice? He concluded that as long as you didn't find out, it wouldn't. So using his other hand, he grabbed his phone and went to your contact before calling you. To his surprise, you actually answered. "Anton?" You called out to him sleepily, "It's 3 in the morning, is everything alright?" "Y-yea," he held down a groan, "Yea sorry, couldn't sleep. Thought maybe you were up." He tightens the grip on his cock, he already felt so much closer to release upon hearing you. "Oh," You paused, "Do you want me to talk to you or someth-" "Yes, p-please," He interrupted you with a whine. "Alright." He heard you shuffle in your bed, assuming you were getting into a comfier position before you started talking about something he wasn't fully listening to. He just needed to hear your voice without actually paying attention to the contents of the conversation. The longer you talked, the faster his hand sped up. Knowing there was a possibility you could hear every little thing he was doing on the other line, only made him want to cum more. He choked down his moans as he got closer to his release, the sound of your voice filling his head. "Shi-shit." He softly moaned as cum shot out of his cock and onto his stomach. His head ringing as he slowly came back to the reality that he was still on a call with you. The call was still going, but it was only silence from your end. Did he not realize you stopped talking? "Anton?" You say his name softly and he curses under his breath, thinking he was caught. "Are you okay?" "Oh yeah sorry, just saw the time. It's super late, I think I should go to bed now." He quietly lied, hoping you'd believe it. "Okay," You agreed before speaking again, "Call me if you ever need help with that again." You joked before hanging up, leaving Anton in the silence of his room. He looked at the cum on his hand and stomach, he might be just a little fucked up.

im a lover of perv!anton and needed to write about him immedeatly. this is my second writing woohoo! - 🐠

#anton smut #riize smut #riize imagines #riize x reader #anton x reader #anton imagines

[snoopyana]

lacuna.

“girl you can call my phone at four in the morning.”

you have a boyfriend. he knew that, you knew that, everyone knew that. but he’s your best friend, who also has a fat crush on you, and for his birthday he had one wish. but wait, who’s at the door..

lee ch. / anton. smut. guys im sorry but another cheating type fic, i js can’t be stopped.

anton was seated on his couch, making weak attempts to focus on the game of uno that he was playing with sohee and wonbin — but his eyes just kept wandering back over to you. the way you sat crisscrossed in one of the multiple beanbags he had thrown around his apartment living room. the way you were gripping your phone as if someone was gonna take it from you. eyes glued onto the screen while your fingers rapidly tapped the screen.

probably texting your boyfriend.

earlier, after singing happy birthday and eating a slice or two of cake, you were quick to hop back into whatever conversation you were having. avoiding any conversation with the others to get back to your phone. that was 30 minutes, and you were still going. the sound of your nails hitting the screen filled the room whenever it got silent.

watching the way your face contorted into one of, annoyance? maybe anger. he couldn’t tell, but his thought would be cut short when sohees’ hand smacked the back of his neck. “anton? it’s been your turn for the last three minutes.” sohee had the smallest smile on his face — he had taken note of where all of the younger boys attention landed.

wide eyed, anton used the palm of his hand to sooth the now red skin of his neck. “my bad..” mumbling under his breath, he threw a card out before turning his attention back to you. the expression on your face now clearly one of discomfort — your fingers still hitting the screen without missing a beat.

what could have you so worked up?

the glow of your phone screen caused your eyes to strain, but you couldn’t look away. this was too important, if you stopped texting him for even a moment, he’d manage to be even more aggravating than before — him being sungchan.

before you even left that afternoon, you had told him where you were going. it was antons birthday after all, how could you miss his party? but he wasn’t having it. to be more specific, he wasn’t very fond of your attire. it was rather warm, so to suit the weather you had slid on a pair of shorts and one of his hoodies.

it was the shorts that set him off.

before you could even step outside of your house, he was opening his mouth to complain. something along the lines of, “why are they so short?” and “who are you trying to impress??” not wanting to hear his voice any longer than needed, you walked out. sure, it may have not been the best way to deal with the situation, but you would have done anything just so he would close his mouth.

that’s how you ended up here, arguing with him over text on why you’re out so late. your eyes shot up to the time in the corner of your screen — it’s only 9:30. you were forced out of your thoughts when anton stuffed himself into the beanbag. head resting on your shoulder, the gesture caused you to quickly exit your messages with sungchan. opening up a random app in the process.

“you’ve been sitting by yourself all night and barely even said happy birthday.” practically whining into your shoulder, his eyes shifted from your phone to your face. “ ‘m sorry ton, i had to deal with someone.” bringing a hand up to rake through his hair, you finally realized that everyone else had left.

rolling his eyes, antons’ suspicions were confirmed. you were texting sungchan and he was taking up all your attention on his day. a faint pout on his lips, anton didn’t answer — opting to lean his body further into yours. his silence was enough to tell you how he felt, ignored. but could you blame him?

in an effort to make it up to him, you stuffed your phone into the front pocket of your hoodie. “but, you’ve got my full attention now.” and that’s all he needed to hear before he was dragging you into his room. pulling you into the small bedroom, it wasn’t the first time you’d been in here and it definitely wasn’t the last. standing at the end of his bed, anton picked at the skin around his nails.

why was he so nervous to tell you his wish? a wish that’s been fulfilled a multitude of times.

your shorts were discarded at the foot of his bed, being left in your panties and hoodie. thighs on either side of his own, anton sat up against his headboard. hands roaming under your hoodie — groping at any piece of skin that he could find. while your hands gripped onto the back of his neck, pulling his face closer to yours — deepening the kiss.

this was his wish. he could have been between your legs any day, but today it felt even more special. not just because it was his birthday, but because he knew sungchan was blowing up your phone while he got all you attention. the attention that he craved all day long but was taken from him. the feeling of your phone buzzing on his bed making the male smile against your lips.

pulling away to catch your breath, anton took this as an opportunity to try to rid you of sungchans hoodie — only to be stopped. looking back up at you, desperation in his eyes, anton tilted his head slightly. as if asking ‘why’ without saying a word. instead of giving him an explanation, you tugged at his pants. “i know what you want ton, but i gotta get back soon.” spewing out apology after apology, anton just frowned. his chest tightened with jealousy simply because you were still thinking about someone else that wasn’t him.

that frown quickly fading when the chilled air of his room rushed over his overly sensitive tip. one hand gripping onto your thigh, the other curled up in his sheets, he watched as you simply pushed your panties to the side, sinking down onto him with ease. any hint of jealousy that he once had seemed to poof from existence.

snaking his arms around your waist, anton jerked his hips up. setting a reckless yet weirdly affectionate pace. glancing down at his lap, he expected to see himself disappear in and out of your hole. instead he was meant with that fucking hoodie. covering up everything he wanted to see, reminding him of who you were going to go back to when he was done.

anton, now irritated, put all that negative energy into brutally pounding into you. if he couldn’t see what he was doing, he was definitely going to make sure you both heard it. your nails digging into his shoulders, the sound of heavy breathing and skin slapping together filled any empty space that wasn’t taken up your rather loud moans.

that unmistakable ache in your stomach growing, causing a slight shake in your legs. “gonna make you forget all about him.” his sentence being backed with a groan as he shifted underneath you — unknowingly causing him to find a new angle. the switch making your body spasm. parting your lips with the intention of telling him to slow down, a drawn out whine would make its way out instead.

nipping and sucking on your neck, anton was drowning in the growing need to fuck every thought of sungchan out of your mind. even as your phone rang right next to him. stilling for a moment as you came around him without warning. before he could continue, the sound of his front door opening rang through his apartment.

he locked the door, right?

note- i love ending my fics abruptly. it was supposed to be longer but i’m legit so sick and exhausted. it’s time to use your imagination and imagine what happens next, also my little snoopy dividers are melting my heart. i love snoopy so much

happy anton day lovebugs.

#luvyujun #riize anton #riize #riize imagines #riize scenarios #riize smut #anton lee #riize x reader #riize sungchan #riize sohee #riize wonbin #riize lee changyoung #riize chanyoung

[wonbin-truther]

< chapter 2 • frat party >

written - 954 words

the party was as you would expect. the pounding bass of the music felt as though it was about to blow out peoples eardrums. there was barely room to move as drunk people knocked into eachother, spilling their drinks. you had lost jisung within the first 5 seconds. he was friends with the people in the neo frathouse so it was expected. keeho was the next to disappear, talking up some person before moving into a bedroom. sana and karina stayed close to you. the three of you had found a spot on the steps in the dimly lit backyard, passing a blunt around.

"so how many in there?" karina asked, handing it off to you.

"i counted like 4 of them," you sighed out

"man cant we have one night," sana buried her hands in her head.

you gently patted her back and waved the blunt at her which she gladly accepted. you could feel the smoke starting to catch up with you as the backyard began to blur.

"ready to go back inside?" karina asked, getting up from her place on the steps. with a quick nod, you and sana stood up and followed her back into the crowd.

none of your group were strangers to the neo frat. if there wasn't something at the bronze, a small shady club in town that let in everyone and anything, there was certainly something at the house. jisung was close to the younger members of the frat which meant more often than not, you were stuck in the kitchen of the house. as time went on you had grown familiar with some of them. which is how you ended up being handed shot after shot by lee jeno and na jaemin. after a while, you could feel your guard starting to deteriorate as an equally drunk karina pulled you to where multiple people were dancing.

wonbin can't say he was a fan of parties. whenever he did go, it was to keep an eye on anton and sohee as the two lightweights drank past their limit. right now, the two younger boys were playing beer pong and very near their limit by the way they swayed back and forth. in the beginning it was hard to control his urge for the metallic liquid especially when he was close to someones body, the smell teasing him. wonbin had found a space against the wall, holding a cup of something that sungchan gave him. he tried to scan for any trace of his friends but he couldnt see over the crowd of people. suddenly two people rushed past him as the song unwritten filled the air. he could hear the two girls giggling past him as they drunkingly stumble to dance to the song. the girl being pulled bumped into him slightly. she turned around and her gaze set goosebumps onto wonbin's skin.

"sorry," she giggled before she quickly followed her friend.

his eyes followed her, something unsettled him about her and he couldn't put his finger on it. even as she disappeared into the crowd he couldnt shake the feeling. he felt almost scared. he took a long sip of the drink in his hand until it was finished.

the music boomed as you and karina danced with each other, lost in the beat of the song and the alcohol in your cup. as you swayed with the song you felt yourself bump into someone behind you. you turned around and started to apologize until the words got caught in your throat. you recognized the man as the man you stumbled into before and from the band always playing at the bronze. so why did the familiar long black hair and brown eyes send a shiver down your spine as you were up close. you stared up at him, shocked expression on your face and unable to get any words out.

"you good?" his voice was loud over the music.

all you could give him was a nod before you turned around to where you expected karina. you quickly looked around the room for your last remaining friend only to spot her against the wall with some girl.

"you sure you're good?" the guy asked again.

"can you take me somewhere quiet?"

that's how you ended up in a closed bedroom with the black haired man who you learned was named wonbin. what you dont understand is how you ended up against the wall with his lips on yours. the goosebumps and unnerved feeling not going away as you tangled your fingers in his hair, but you chalked it up to all the substances in your system. you could taste the strong vodka on his tongue and the cigarettes on his lips but it was all pushed away by the strong grasp on your waist and the pass of his tongue against yours. he pulled away for air as you chased his lips. he smiled before leaning back in and you could briefly see the sharpness of the two teeth on either side of his mouth. before you could even process the fact, the colors of red and blue filled the room and the sounds of footsteps scrambling around replaced the loud music.

"shit," you heard him mumble, pulling away from your lips before grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the room, about to break into a sprint. before he could do anything, you spotted keeho coming out of the room next door. the two of you locked eyes before you were broken from your daze. you unintentionally pulled your hand from wonbin, following keeho quickly down the stairs to where sana, karina, and jisung where yelling at you two to hurry up.

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a/n this isnt proofread so pls ignore anything misspelled thank youuu

Summery - y/n didn't ask to be the chosen one, and even if she had a choice she knows for a fact she would never have chosen this. being bounced from school to school due to the trouble that seems to follow her everywhere was not the most ideal situation. but the hot guy in her 9pm statistics class makes it all worth it. i mean, oogling him was the least she deserved for saving the world every night

tags @starwonb1n

#park wonbin smau #wonbin smau #wonbin x reader #riize wonbin #wonbin imagines #wonbin #riize social media au #riize smau #riize scenarios #riize imagines #riize x reader #riize

[gyuvxx]

upcoming projects!!!!

Riize as wave to earth songs! - 7 one shots based on wave to earth songs I think suit the Riize members

From The Start: Anton Lee - based on the song by laufey, a friends to lovers oneshot with lots of angst !!!

zb1 as love tropes - oneshots of the zb1 boys as different tropes in fiction!

kyungmin oneshot - I just want to write more 8turn I love 8turn

love fool: Jung sungchan - miniseries, 5 chapters, in which sungchan does whatever he can to prove to the smart girl in his class that he’s serious about her.

AND MORE!!!!!

#gyuvxx⭐️ #gyuvxx chat 💬

[i520u]

🦢 ; — i520u masterlist!

. ྀི ⊹ before you proceed!

💌 — series

☁️ — fluff

🩹 — angst

🦢 — crack

🎧 — one-shot

💿 — drabble

𖤓 ZEROBASEONE

↳ # ZHANGHAO

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↳ # SUNG HANGIN

↳ invisible string ☁️💿🎧

↳ # MATTHEW

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↳ # RICKY

↳ star-crossed 💌☁️🩹🦢

↳ impulsive thoughts ☁️🎧

↳ long distance ☁️🎧💿

↳ # PARK GUNWOOK

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↳ # KIM TAERAE

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↳ # KIM GYUVIN

↳ 11:11 💌☁️🩹🦢

↳ # KIM JIWOONG

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↳ # HAN YUJIN

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𖤓 RIIZE

↳ # OSAKI SHOTARO

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # SONG EUNSEOK

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # JUNG SUNGCHAN

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # PARK WONBIN

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # HONG SEUNGHAN

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # LEE SOHEE

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ # ANTON LEE

↳ dates with riize ☁️🎧💿

↳ you are in love ☁️💿

𖤓 OTHERS

↳ # CHOI YEONJUN

↳ the asshole upstairs ☁️🎧

request is always open!

2023 © i520u

#nara❕masterlist #riize #zb1 #zerobaseone #txt #tomorrow by together

[thatsp1ece]

Junji ito collection

☆Junji ito collection é uma coletânea de one-shots e histórias baseadas nos mangás de junji ito. ☆

Possíveis grupos que irei escrever sobre:

•NCT

•RIIZE

• Xdinary Heroes

• P1Harmony

• ENHYPEN

• xikers

• IVE

• LE SSERAFIM

• Itzy

• (G)I-DLE

• XG

Lembrando que posso não escrever com todos esses grupos, mas, serão os que eu mais irei focar.

♡ ~ Desejado. Invejado!

Sinopse: Lee Jeno é um garoto com a beleza estonteante, consegue tudo que quer. tem todos aos seus pés. Ele é o mais desejado e invejado.

Mangá: Tomie

Tomie!Lee Jeno × Fem!Reader / You

Em breve

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♤ ~ Memórias esquecidas e levadas ao vento.

Sinopse: Depois que Jaehyun quis terminar tudo entre vocês, você percebeu que tudo que viveram juntos era apenas memórias esquecidas e levadas ao vento.

Mangá/ História: Cabelo longo no sótão

Jaehyun × Fem!Reader / You

Em breve

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♧ ~ Demônio das lamentações.

Sinopse: (?)

Mangá: A sala de aula que derreteu

Anton lee × Fem!Reader / You

Em breve

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Continua...

#nct imagines #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #p1harmony scenarios #xg #riize scenarios #xdinary heroes #xdinary heroes smut #xdinary heroes scenarios #enhypen scenarios #ive scenarios #xikers #xikers imagines #le sserafim scenarios #(g)i dle #itzy scenarios #jaehyun scenarios #riize anton #jeno smut #jeno scenarios #junji ito #junji ito tomie #horror #pt br

[yyunari]

𖦹 RIIZE !

. . . OSAKI SHOTARO

ャ nothing yet !

. . . SONG EUNSEOK

ャ nothing yet !

. . . JUNG SUNGCHAN

ャ nothing yet !

. . . PARK WONBIN

ャ nothing yet !

. . . HONG SEUNGHAN

ャ nothing yet !

. . . LEE SOHEE

ャ nothing yet !

. . . ANTON LEE

ャ falling behind ( anton x reader glee au! one shot )

#ᥐ riize ♥︎ ｡ﾟ #masterlist #wips

[choicesficwriterscreations]

The Royal Romance Masterlist 4/4

✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈= LGBTQIA

October 2023

Week ending October 7, 2023

8 Ball, Corner Pocket ✒️Ⓜ️🔥| Drake Walker x MC - @georgiesgirl1223

Black Silk (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x mc, Drake Walker x mc - @ausiegurl1234 Chapter 19: The Truth ✒️

Cordonian Kareoke (Series) ✒️| LIam Rys, Drake Walker - @angelasscribbles Leo Take 2

Ghosted (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC - @kristinamae093 Chapter 9: One Step Forward

Marry Me ✒️| Drake Walker x MC - @georgiesgirl1223

Never Have I Ever (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 21: Let's Just Forget the World

Royal Surprise ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @eadanga

...Sometimes Not (Series) ✒️| Liam Rys x F!OC - @ao719 Part 11: All I've Ever Known

Week ending October 14, 2023

Ghosted (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC - @kristinamae093 Chapter 10: Two Steps Back

Thro(n)es of Passion Part 2: A Bad Romance One-Shot ✒️Ⓜ️🔥| Liam Rys x MC x Maxwell Beaumont, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles

Turning the Page ✒️Ⓜ️ | Liam Rys x MC - @tessa-liam Part 4: I'm the Problem

Victim of Love (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 13: Torn Chapter 14: Yes and Maybe

September 2023

Week ending September 30, 2023

Week ending September 23, 2023:

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC, Drake Walker x F!OC - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 18: The Fire ✒️Ⓜ️

Black Silk Art by @rosefuckinggenius (C: @aussiegurl1234 ) 🎨Ⓜ️

Cordonian Karaoke (Series) | Liam Rys & Drake Walker & MC - @angelasscribbles Cordonian Karaoke Duet: Riley & Liam ✒️ Cordonian Karaoke: Drake's Response ✒️

Liam Rys x Riley Brooks 🎨by @rosefuckinggenius (C: @tessa-liam)

Midnights Like This (Series) ✒️| Leo Rys x MC, Liam Rys x F!OC - @queenrileyrose Part 10: Harder to Hide Than I Thought

The Princess's Secret Part 2 ✒️| Drake Walker x MC - @liamsqueen1984

Turning the Page (Series)✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @tessa-liam Chapter 3: Regrets Ⓜ️

Week ending September 9, 2023:

Favorites (Part 3) | Liam Rys x MC, Heir x OC - @mand-delemonde

Here Comes the Sun (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC, Drake Walker x MC - @kristinamae093 Part 6

Smoke & Mirrors (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @tessa-liam Chapter 9: Hidden In Plain Sight Ⓜ️

Sometimes Not (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC - @ao719 Part 9: Holding Out

Through Hell and Back (Series) | Olivia Nevrakis x Anton Severus - @queenmiarys Part 2

Unexpected (Series) | Maxwell Beaumont x F!MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 6: Liam Ⓜ️🔥

Wishful Thinking | Drake Walker x F!OC - @xxrainbow-princessxx

Week ending September 2, 2023:

Black Silk (Series) | Liam Rys x F!OC, Drake Walker x F!OC - @aussiegurl1234 Chapter 17: He's Coming Ⓜ️

Dark Elf (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 6: Blood Bound Ⓜ️🔥 Chapter 7: Spirt Bound Ⓜ️🔥

The Dark Kingdom (Series) | Liam Rys x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles Chapter 5: Fated Ⓜ️

Ghosted (Series) | Liam Rys x MC - @kristinamae093 Chapter 8: Always Watching Ⓜ️

Hana Lee x MC Fic by @shreyamistry

Laws End (Series) | Various Pairings - @angelasscribbles Chapter 5: Murder at Vista Heights Ⓜ️

Never Have I Ever (Series) | Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont Chapter 20: Watershed Ⓜ️

#choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #the royal romance #the royal romance masterlist part 4

[yawnzzznnn]

Requesting prompt #7 for Anton 🫶🏻

✰Unforgettable Night - Anton✰

✰Special Thanks Too: Anon, Anton, Riize, @chiiyuuvv proof reading

✰Note: originally this prompt was intended to be for JayJay (ex member of Trainee A) but I'm Lowkey glad it worked it's way to Anton I think it'd fit him

✰Taglist: @eumppappasgrippers @mxlly143 @cherriruto

✰TW: falling on your face :

✰Prompt: you, me, skateboards

10-7-23

It was Friday. You felt extremely bored as your eyes traveled from across the room before it fell upon your skateboard, standing near your bed. You suddenly got the idea to call your best friend, anton. After two rings, he picks up, "hello?" You hear him say in a soft voice

"You, Me, Skateboards." Was all you said. hearing antons giggle from the other line. "when?" He asked "hm...right now" you say getting up off your bed. You both agreed on meeting at your favorite park down the street from your house.

After an hour, you finsihed getting ready, quickly headung to the park when you spot Anton leaning against a pole, some hair covering his eyes as he looks down at his phone. "Anton!" You call out running up to him with your board tucked under your arm, Anton smiles, looking up, seeing you run up to him. After 30 minutes of riding around the trail.

you and anton decide to do some tricks. "Careful, theres a rock!" Anton warns but you were too far ahead to hear him, the wheels stopping at the rock as you face plant on the hard concrete road.

You hear Anton rush over to you discarding his own board, as he bends down to your level, rolling you over to see the damage on your face only to but met with the sight of you laughing. he looked down at you confused "that hurt" you giggled. Anton sighs when he realized your actually ok.

"you scared me" he chuckled in relief. "I did get hurt, if that makes you feel better." You stand up, dusting off your hands. "How would that make me feel better?" Anton tilts his head, laughing at your figure

You shrugged walking over to pick up your board, "Okay thats enough skating for today, lets go get some icecream or something." Anton said picking up his own board, Walking down the trail, with playful nudges and laughter, slipping in a few inside jokes to make the other laugh even more.

#x reader #anon request #anton imagines #anton headcanons #anton x reader #anton #anton lee #riize anton #riize anton x reader #riize x reader #riize one shots #riize oneshots #riize imagines #riize x yn #riize x you #riize scenarios #riize #yawnz anons

[prettyboysun]

dear angie,... ⋆ ✧

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

✭

choi line as songs on sza’s ctrl album // tomorrow x together

a love that always feels like summer // choi yeonjun // chapter fanfic, suggestive, fluff, angst pretty pair of lips // choi yeonjun // one shot, fluff

just another love song (about you) // choi beomgyu // bf headcanons!!!! // angst, fluff, suggestive

library kisses // kim sunwoo // one shot, fluff boyfriend, girlfriend // kim sunwoo // one shot (idk might be more), fluff cheezeeeee! // kim sunwoo // one shot, fluff sweet dreams // kim sunwoo // one shot, fluff

six thirty // lee jaehyun/hyunjae // one shot, fluff, angst anton w/ an injured s/o // anton lee // bf headcanons // fluff, suggestive

#yeonjun fluff #sunwoo fluff #sunwoo #yeonjun #sunwoo oneshot #txt fluff #txt fanfic

[robbialy]

“Everyone there had at one time or another been into Satanism, or, like myself, had dabbled around the edges for sexual kicks” Sammy Davis Jr, 1980, referring to the victims of the Manson Family murders Sammy’s sublime ‘Yes, I Can” catchphrase was a pledge that genuinely meant something. It represented Davis’ refusal to recognize barriers, be they Jim Crow policies, societal norms, or even Satan worship. From clichéd descents into drug addiction to rebellious embraces of Republican politicians, Davis took everything to an obsessive extreme Sammy’s relationship with Satan began during a 1968 visit to the Factory, an LA nightclub he partially owned. He was invited to the party by a group of young actors sporting red fingernails, signifying their allegiance to the Church of Satan. Founded in 1966 by Anton LaVey, the San Francisco-based ministry combined LaVey’s interests in ancient paganism, a media-savvy flair for publicity, and a philosophy of indulgence When Sammy arrived at the party (whose theme he summarized as “dungeons and dragons and debauchery”), all attendees were wearing hoods or masks. The centerpiece of the “coven” was a naked woman chained spread-eagle on a red-velvet-covered alter. Davis was confident though that human sacrifice was not on the menu that evening. “That chick was happy,” he later wrote Not all the Satanists at that orgy would be so lucky. As Sammy was getting stoned and serviced, one of the ritual’s leaders tilted back his hood, revealing himself as Jay Sebring, the famed celebrity hairdresser. Sebring was Hollywood’s all-time greatest hetero hairstylist, a member of the Laurel Canyon elite responsible for Jim Morrison’s hairdo, he also helped get Bruce Lee on TV, and most interestingly was at one point engaged to actress Sharon Tate During the Manson Family’s infamous 1969 massacre, Sebring would be bound to Tate, shot, then stabbed seven times. The bio on the website for Sebring International (his still-active haircare company) fails to mention his Satanism, though until recently the company’s logo was an ankh, a symbol frequently used by occultists #tsptr #sammydavisjr #counterculture #churchofsatan #manson https://www.instagram.com/p/ClgwKLQs1HJHDZwekxoRP6UMhykwW3Q_JVtdRQ0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#tsptr #sammydavisjr #counterculture #churchofsatan #manson

[velvethana]

PHONING... 𓂃 ࣪˖ ID: RIIZE

genre key : (o) one-shot . fluff (f) . angst (a) . humor (h) . comfort (c) . (s) series . + personal favorites (♡)

CALLER ID: RIIZE.

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CALLER ID: osaki shotaro.

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CALLER ID: song eunseok.

✧ misadventures. (f)

CALLER ID: jung sungchan.

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CALLER ID: park wonbin.

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CALLER ID: hong seunghan.

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CALLER ID: lee sohee.

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CALLER ID: lee anton.

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જ⁀➴♡ phone in ᝰ.ᐟ

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