2ynjns

[2ynjns]

SOBBING AT 9 AM

flowers of every color | bad ending: white lilies

overall summary: when your father is assigned as the new head gardener to the royal family, you are also tasked with helping him maintain the castle's many gardens and extensive floral arrangements. by chance you find yourself crossing paths with the "ice-cold" crown prince, choi yeonjun... who turns out to be not as ice-cold as everyone says he is.

chapter summary: it's too late for you and yeonjun -- his arranged marriage will continue despite your protests. you spend your last day at the castle and figure out a way to hold your life together despite the heartbreak.

word count: 3.3k

warnings: angst and heartbreak 💔

author's note: this is an alternate ending to the story and is not consistent with the good ending. like the good ending, this takes place after a timeskip of a few months.

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you look absolutely disheveled.

granted, the work of planting dozens of white lilies around the castle perimeter is hardly glamorous; your gloves are caked in soil while sweat beads on your forehead from an entire afternoon of hauling flowers from the greenhouse. but these days you can’t even expend the extra energy to try and keep yourself neat, not when it takes a mountain of effort to even care about planting all these lilies. if you had a choice you wouldn’t bother growing them at all, and would instead climb over the castle gates and hide away forever. but duty is duty, even when it gives you so much heartache that you can barely breathe.

the only solace you take from this is that it will be your last task as royal gardener. tomorrow you leave the castle for good, and though you may never fully leave behind its shadow or the memories you made here, perhaps you’ll be free enough to breathe a little bit more deeply.

for now you focus on the routine of planting flowers, step by step, methodical, mechanical. you lose yourself in the scent of the earth and the sound of the shovel coming up against soil and the velvety feel of the lily petals tickling your gloved fingertips. once you’ve planted one you do so again and again, tricking yourself into thinking that you’re just planting for planting’s sake. you need to trick yourself, because the moment you become fully aware of the lilies’ true purpose, you lose all your senses and the pain in your heart takes over you again.

you will yourself to forget that white lilies are the flowers of marriage.

you lose yourself in the details of planting so that you dare not see the big picture. by the time you and yeonjun confessed your feelings to each other, it was too late — all the wedding plans have already fallen into place. you don’t want to remember the announcement that the council of advisors unanimously approved yeonjun’s marriage to princess ajin, nor do you want to think about the hastened preparations over the last few months. you’ve seen queen hwayoung and her advisors drop by in and out of the castle so frequently that her figure is familiar to you, but a part of you still treats her like a stranger, an intruder into the world you and yeonjun have built. even now you pretend that the trails of white silk being delivered to the castle are nothing more than extra orders of cloth.

“it’s just how politics works” — that’s the mantra you’ve heard over and over again from the bride’s declarations, from the court officials passing by the gardens, and from yeonjun himself when he broke the bad news to you. but even if that’s true for almost everyone else in the castle, it isn’t for you. this wedding isn’t just politics; it’s your worst nightmare. it’s why you can never be with the man you love no matter how much you yearn for him. it’s why you’ve only been able to love him in secret: brief touches when you pass him by in the hallway, quiet conversation in your quarters while a lively dinner outside drowns out the sounds of your voices, stolen kisses in empty rooms in the castle’s farthest corners.

it’s why you’ve thrown yourself into your gardening to the point where you’ve numbed yourself to almost everything else. the chamberlain and the servants praise your work ethic, but your father — the only other person who knows of your relationship with yeonjun — aches at the sight of you running yourself ragged.

so when you suggested to him that you want to leave the castle and work independently, he did not oppose the idea. you don’t want him to go with you, not when the position of head gardener can provide him with enough to last until his old age. you, on the other hand, are still young, and have the advantage of your experience as a royal gardener in your own right. you’re going to leave, save yourself from the pain of watching yeonjun build his married life with someone else, and hopefully find a new place to work and mend your heart.

that is what keeps you going as you plant one white lily after another until your hands ache and you can barely hold your shovel properly. the flowers may mock you, but only until tomorrow. when you leave, they too will be just another memory.

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by the time you return to your quarters and change into clean clothes, you’re exhausted. you want nothing more than to collapse onto your bed and sleep your problems away, but you see your half-packed suitcase on the floor and remember that you still have work to do. you’re going to finish packing, sneak out to see yeonjun one last time, and then go straight to bed. you want to be well-rested enough to leave, so that you’re gone by the time the wedding celebrations reach their height.

you sit and fill the suitcase with your clothes, your personal gardening tools, and the money that you’ve saved over the last few months. you’re so busy trying to fold a coat to get it to fit properly that you almost don’t hear the knock on your door.

you recognize the distinct knocking pattern that only the two of you know.

you open the door and yeonjun scoops you up into his arms, and the emotions you’ve been holding back for days, even weeks, finally wash over you. he holds you close as you cry into his chest and are filled with relief that he’s with you again. the perfume he’s wearing is different, a special scent concocted especially for the wedding — earthy and floral, sweet yet strong — but it suits him and you breathe it in all the same.

you lift your head up to look at him and you see tears forming in his eyes.

“thank goodness i got to see you again,” he says.

he cups your cheek and you crane your neck up to kiss him. he kisses you back slowly, savoring the feeling of your lips on his, and you sense the wetness of his own tears running down his cheeks. you take in every sensation of him while you still can; you want to remember how he holds you, how his lips fit against yours, how soft his palm feels holding your face. when he wraps an arm around you to pull you closer, you let him just so that you can take him in even more.

yeonjun clings to you after he breaks apart from the kiss. he holds you close and listens to the sound of your breathing, while your arms wrap around him and you rest your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. even when you sit on the floor again the two of you remain locked in an embrace. his hand comes up to your head and he runs his fingers through your hair, occasionally pressing soft kisses on your forehead.

“so you’re really leaving, huh...”

“...yeah.”

he pulls away to look at you and though he’s smiling, it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. you’ve talked about your departure with him plenty of times and you know that he wants you to stay. but you’ve reasoned with him and he’s reasoned with himself; as much as it hurts him to see you leave, it would hurt him even more to make you watch from afar as he spends his life married to someone else. yeonjun refuses to put you in such agony like that.

he’s willing to let you go and you love him all the more for it.

you bury your face in the crook of his neck, leaving a soft kiss there. “i’ll miss you,” you murmur.

“i’ll miss you too,” he says, wrapping both arms around you. “i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too, jjunie.”

“i love you more...”

the two of you spend a few more moments basking in each other’s presence. every second of it is precious to you: every shift in his arms holding you to make you more comfortable, every soft whisper he leaves in your ear. you commit even the smallest pieces of this to your memory.

yeonjun lets go of you, kissing your forehead one last time, then picks up the half-folded coat on your suitcase. “if you’re really leaving, i’ll help.”

he starts folding the coat, but the way he folds it makes it seems even thicker than it actually is. you realize that he’s probably never had to pack his own things himself and you let out a giggle.

“hey! i’m serious, y/n. i want to help you!”

you haven’t gotten over how adorable his pout is, and you commit this to memory too. “no, it’s not that,” you say, still grinning. “you’re folding it wrong, it won’t fit that way!”

“hey, i’m trying...” his expression changes and he glances at you with a smirk on his face, handing the coat over to you. “will you show me, then?”

you place your hands over his. you see the tips of his ears turn pink and you smile. together you fold the coat, his warm hands holding yours, until it’s compact enough to fit in your suitcase.

“there. do you think you could do that with the rest?”

“i dunno...” his voice is playful. “i don’t think i remembered. show me again, please?”

you humor him, taking out a light summer jacket and holding it out for him. with his hands on top of yours you fold it together and place it neatly in your suitcase. you do the same for another piece of clothing, then another, and though it takes longer this way you don’t mind when your hands feel so warm in his.

“i was supposed to come visit you after packing, actually,” you say.

“well, i was worried that i wouldn’t be able to see you again, so i came here.”

“you’re really sweet, jjunie.” you can’t help but smile at his words. “but i just thought... we could do something more romantic? i feel a little bad, honestly, making you pack my things with me.”

yeonjun pauses mid-fold and leans closer to you. his hand cups your face and he gently pecks your lips, his forehead resting against yours. “what do you mean? i like doing this with you. i’ll do anything with you, even if it’s folding clothes.”

you feel a familiar warmth blooming in your chest and you hold on to the feeling.

“then i’d love it if you helped me.”

一

the afternoon of the next day is bright as you make your way through the gardens, past the rows of the white lilies that you planted, and out to the southern exit. you drag one suitcase with you and your father carries the other, and the only sounds you hear are your own breaths. neither guard nor servant intercepts you; everyone is too busy preparing for the wedding reception to linger outside.

in the distance you hear the bells of the cathedral. they are meant to be the bells of celebration, but to you they are death knells.

the sound of the bells make every step feel like agony. the scent of lilies, though not strong, feels overwhelming to your senses.  your chest feels tight, more than it should from the light exertion of walking and carrying your suitcase, but you press on anyway. you see the southern exit in the distance 一 a small gate, modest yet elegantly designed, and a small carriage waiting for you 一 and you pick up your pace, your father following behind.

you exhale in relief as the coachman greets you and confirms your destination: your father’s old cottage in the outskirts of the city, where the two of you lived before the royal family invited you. part of you misses the place and you’re glad to make it your home again.

your father pulls you into a long embrace before you leave. you squeeze him tightly and you feel like a child again, remembering how you would always hug him before he left for a trip to the countryside to pick up more seeds and bulbs. those goodbyes always hurt you, and you would cry as he reassured you that he would come back again, and even now tears start to prick at your eyes. this time, you don’t know when you’ll be coming back.

when he pulls away he gives you his best smile, sunken lines forming around his eyes. despite this you can see the tears starting to form too. “if you need me, you can always write or visit.”

“i’ll write every day, i promise.”

“be safe,” he says, squeezing your shoulders. “you grew up to be so strong... i know that you’ll do well. but if you need to come home to me, i’ll always be here.”

“i’ll miss you...”

“i’ll miss you too.”

you hug your father one last time and he ruffles your hair.

he and the coachman help you load your suitcases into the back. your father chatters on with him about his job as a gardener and what he taught you; he talks about anything and everything but the royal wedding, and you feel a bit lighter at his idle talk. the wedding is all everyone has been able to talk about for the past few weeks, but your father knows better than to pick at your wounds.

neither he nor the coachman notices the envelope that falls out from one of the suitcases as it’s hauled in, but you spot it from the corner of your eye and tuck it into your pocket. you don’t remember packing any loose envelopes or paper, but maybe you were so overwhelmed by everything that you forgot.

soon you’re inside the carriage yourself, passing through the southern entrance gates, trying not to listen to the sound of the cathedral bells. you close your eyes for the first few minutes of the journey, not wanting to see the ribbons and banners strewn all over the streets to celebrate the wedding, nor the citizens outside dressed in their finest clothes hoping to get a glimpse of the newlyweds. instead you imagine the castle gardens as you want to remember them: lilies of the valley swaying in the wind, your hand in yeonjun’s as he takes you to a secluded area in the open meadow, your head resting on his shoulder while the two of you sit under a tree for shade. 

at some point in the journey you fall asleep. when you open your eyes the sky has turned pink, and the carriage has parked in front of rickety gate in front of your old home. 

once you’ve hauled your luggage in through the door, you take a moment to sit in the back garden, where all the flowerbeds are bare and the soil awaits new seeds. the air feels clearer and you let out a long exhale. it’s quiet out here in the outskirts of the city; there are no more bells and no sounds of citizens cheering, and it gives you space to just think and feel. part of you wants to get up and get to work, move on from the heartbreak before it gets too painful, but another part of you wants to mourn, to dwell on what you and yeonjun could have been.

you smooth down your clothing and hear the sound of paper wrinkling in one of your pockets. 

oh right 一 the envelope. you take it out of your pocket and the moment you see the wax seal of the house of choi on it, you hands tremble. carefully you break it and pull out a folded letter and a piece of card with flowers pressed onto it: the red roses you gave yeonjun on the night you confessed your feelings for him. the bright red has since faded into a muted wine color, but they look beautiful too this way.

your chest swells with a bittersweet feeling. you swore that you were done crying and yet you feel the tears stinging at the corners of your eyes again. you open the letter attached to the card, the tears nearly blurring your vision enough to keep you from reading the first few sentences:

dear y/n, i kept your promise. you asked to me always keep these flowers, right? i did and i learned how to press them so that i could always keep them. i saved some of them for you so you could keep them too. i shouldn’t be writing this and i should be preparing for the wedding but all i can think about is how much i’m going to miss you. i won’t be able to see you leave but i wish i was there, holding you and telling you that it will be okay. if i could i’d go with you, i’d go anywhere with you. i still love you so much and nothing’s going to change that.

he spends every paragraph telling you what he loves about you: how beautiful you are to him, how well you take care of him, how your smile and your laughter make his day brighter. he tells you how much he believes in you, how he knows every garden you touch will turn into a paradise. he writes down the words “i love you” and “i miss you” so many times and yet he didn’t need to;  every word, every letter, and every curve in his handwriting echoes the same sentiment.

i wish i could be the one to make you happy, y/n, but more than anything i want you to be happy again. i want you to smile that same smile that always makes me feel loved. i wish that everyone could see just what a precious person you are.

you barely make it to his closing of your love, jjunie before the tears completely overwhelm you. you sit there sobbing, remembering everything you love about him, from the moment he called your voice pretty when you first met him to the way he clumsily folded your clothes on your last night together. the ache in your heart fills your chest and this time you let it. you yearn for him, you wish he were here to hold you and make you smile himself, yet you know that all you can do is imagine it.

by the time your sobs die down, both his letter and the card are stained with tear marks. you sniffle as you return them in the envelope, telling yourself to take good care of it and keep it always. the sky has turned from pink to dark blue and you can barely read its contents anyway.

you lift your head and gaze up in the direction where the castle is. the wedding celebrations must still be ongoing now, you think. how is yeonjun doing? is he happy? does he yearn for you as much as you do for him 一 and does it ache as much as it does for you?

your heart knows the answers to these questions, but it doesn’t matter anymore. what matters now, you think, is putting the pieces of your heart back together and salvaging the rest of your life.

maybe you won’t get your happy ending with yeonjun, but you can try to live a life that he can watch from afar and feel proud of. you’ll work on other people’s gardens, fill them with flowers and herbs, make them even more beautiful than what you did with the castle. maybe he’ll see them and think of you.

and as you plant every seed, bulb, and shoot, you’ll think of him.

notes: fic complete :) thank you thank you THANK YOU so much for sticking around and reading this story! this is the first multichapter i've ever written and it was definitely a labor of love. i did not expect this to turn into such a big passion project (really this fic started bc i saw one [1] pic of yeonjun in the prince outfit for act: sweet mirage and got really bad brainrot lmao) but i'm so happy that so many people have read it, enjoyed it, and taken the time to leave sweet comments about it. i'm proud of myself for finishing this fic, and i'm grateful to every single reader who gave this fic a chance ❤

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#this is so beautifully written that my heart ache #no literally im sobbing at 9 am and i just woke up #berry recs!

[2ynjns]

caught in his web ; choi yeonjun ch. 1 | SWEET DREAMS

pairings — yeonjun x afab reader

genre — smut (lots of it so minors dni please), fluff, angst, college!au, friends to lovers, drama

word count (for this chapter) — ~2.3k

summary —  You thought you’d be immune to Choi Yeonjun's charms, turns out you were completely, utterly, shamefully wrong. 

And what’s worse? He’s your new best friend's boyfriend.

Wanna hear something even worse than that? His dad and your mom are dating.

MOA University: An educational institution created for the 1%. The elite of the elites. Those who are to inherit large multinational companies, take oath in office, and represent Korea's future in business and politics. This is where it begins.

warnings — almost-stepbro!yeonjun but not really since your parents are in the early stages of dating, kinda slow burn yes, black haired!yeonjun, bad boy yeonjun, all of you are trust fund babies, all the tubatu's make a cameo and are in the same friend group, might reference some other 4th gen idols, alcohol, drinking, drunken mishaps, lots of sex, profanity - lots of it, yeonjun is a menace but he's so cute wtf i'm screaming, jealousy, making out etc. minors dni istg! i'm watching y'all..

A/N: hello! aiza here! my apologies for dipping after posting the preview. here is the official first chapter! hope you guys like it. i'll try to update more frequently. 🙏 comments and reblogs are very much appreciated xoxo

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“O-oh..” You clear your throat after telling yourself to get it together about a million times. Opening your mouth after what seemed like an eternity, “I uh.. Uncle Minjun? It’s nice to meet you. I’m y/n.” You offer your hand out to the man who was undeniably a splitting image of Yeonjun - just older.

He was dashing and had an air of charisma around him. One would know that being in the real estate business, you need to have some type of charm after all, so you're not too surprised that he owns the biggest housing and commercial property business in Asia. He seemed like the type to be able to sway you easily into buying things without much hesitation. 

Also explains why your mom fell for him.

“y/n.. Very nice to meet you finally. I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from your mother, you seem like a very smart lady. And as expected - beautiful too. Surely you have a lot of suitors by now, eh?” He says in a playful manner, as you finally take a seat to join them, right across from Yeonjun. 

“Oh, trust me, dad. Soobinnie's all over her.” The male across from you nonchalantly points out, making you cough right as you scoop the clear soup into your mouth. 

“Oh? CEO Dongwon's son? Well sounds like he’s a decent man.” Your mother for sure wouldn't pass off the chance to give her two cents, “Why didn’t you tell me this, sweetie? You should invite Soobin here sometime.” She lets out a giddy laugh as you grimace into your soup.

"Well, we’re not an item, Mom. And you know I want to focus on my studies first…” 

“It’s rare you hear that nowadays eh? I wish my son would see education the same way as you y/n. Maybe you should teach him a thing or two, huh?” Minjun replies, sipping from his scotch glass and giving Yeonjun a look to which the younger male replies with a sarcastic scowl. 

“I’m sure Chaewon’s got that covered.” You take the opportunity to tease back, it was your way of repaying him for bringing Soobin up. “They’re a really cute couple.” You smile the sweetest one you can muster and look over at his dad who seems to suddenly be interested at the mere mention of a girl. 

“Well, if you’re serious about dating her, son, stop bringing random girls home. You know the guards see you when you do that, right? It's quite distasteful really.” 

Your eyes widen upon learning this little piece of information, he was still bringing girls home, even though he’s dating my friend?  You think to yourself. You could feel Yeonjun’s glare directed at you from across the table, but ultimately decide to avoid it and just eat. 

“I-I’ll go get the dessert.” You shoot up from your seat not too long after, wanting to do anything to get you out of that semi-awkward situation. 

“I’ll help you y/n!” Yeonjun chimes in, walking behind you and following you into the kitchen- giving you no other choice. 

“Ahjumma, can you please take out the cream cake my mom bought this morning? I’ll cut it myself.” You say in a polite tone and a smile to match, watching the older lady walk out back to the refrigerators to go grab it. 

You let out an exasperated sigh, leaning back against the expensive Italian marble countertop. “Not even an hour with you and I’m already tired.” You glare at the male.

It’s true, there’s a reason why you never got along with him, as he was always picking on you. But it was more of a welcomed gesture for you because even though it was annoying, you were just glad you are not a part of the population of MOA-U girls who have fallen victim and succumbed to his charms. 

“Well, you do know what this means… right y/n?” Yeonjun asks, almost in a teasing tone from what you can pick up.

Soon, his hands lay flat over the countertop, on each side of your hip - effectively trapping you in. 

You swallow hard, you’ve never been this close to him before. 

Chaewon always had somewhat of a fence around him in school, which is why we’ve never been face-to-face like this. You find yourself taking note of his prominent features- from his black locks, which complimented his hazel eyes, his strong jawline, his raised nose bridge, and even that cute, boyish smile. 

“H-huh?” Great, what was that part about being immune to his charms again? 

“We’re going to be siblings," He says, arms wrapping around your waist, "..so you’ll see more of me around, most likely.” His smile stretches out even more, and it was like he enjoyed that you were flustered by the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Like a shark being able to smell fear from a few feet away. 

"You're... You weirdo." Was all you were able to say, and it took all of your might to push him off of you, and right on time too, as the help finally came back with the cake to save the day. 

You leave the kitchen as fast as you could, and even as you briskly walked away, you could feel Yeonjun smirking behind you.

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"I don't know how I feel about it, honestly." You say as you plop down on one of the couches in Chaewon's living room after school that day. 

"My best friend and my boyfriend becoming step-siblings? Who would have thought..." Chaewon says with a smile, though you couldn't tell if it was a sarcastic smile or one that was of genuine nature. 

"I know my mom's been a notorious magnet for rich dudes but I never thought she would end up in the arms of Choi Minjun, tsk. This is driving me nuts." You whine out, pulling at your hair and punching the throw pillow repeatedly.

"You do know there's some business strategy side to this, right unnie?" Minjeong suddenly speaks up. The youngest in your group rarely opened her mouth, which is why all four of you were all ears whenever she decides to give her input on things. 

"How so?" You ask, trying to make sense of the situation and guessing where she was going with this statement.

"Mm well... Yeonjun oppa's dad owns a lot of properties, and you guys own a lot of department stores.. So if your companies merge... Then, your mom can expand to more places and oppa's dad will acquire more patrons because of the brand - since your mom does have an insane amount of fans. It will be the merger that everyone in Korea will be talking about." 

"Wow.. I never really thought of it that way." You say in a hushed tone, trying to put the pieces together. 

"At this rate you'll be richer than all three of us combined. With the exception of Chaewon, of course." Yeji says in a joking manner, her statement causing Chaewon to flip her hair over her shoulder. 

You laugh it off, "Ah, well- that's.. that's really not my concern now. All I know is that my mother needs to get her life together.." 

"Well look at the bright side y/n, at least you get to look after my baby for me," Chaewon interjects, putting her hand over her chest. "You know, you can report to me and tell me if there are girls who try to flirt with him and all that. You’re basically going to be his younger sister anyways." She points out, nodding her head a few times. 

You stay silent, suddenly remembering that one little fact that his dad gave away at dinner.

He was still bringing random girls home at this point. 

There was an inner battle in you suddenly - should I say something? Or should I keep it under wraps since their relationship isn’t my business anyway? Something prompts you to go for the latter, not open your mouth and just nod.

You'd rather not be caught in the middle of the drama.

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As expected, there was another party that night at Chaewon’s house.

There were indeed perks to being inheritors to future companies: your parents were more often than not, too busy to take note of anyone's whereabouts. Which is why you have the luxury to party whenever you wanted.

Surprisingly, you were actually in the mood to party then. As you’ve managed to down a few shots of soju as well as soju bombs with Yeji.  

And not surprisingly, Chaewon was all over Yeonjun that night.

You could feel him staring at you from time to time though. Nevertheless, you don't think much of it- as you’ve always made it a point not to.

He's probably waiting for me to f*ck up or something so he can tattletale on me to my mom next time we have a ‘family’ meal. 

“How’s my favorite girl?” Soobin’s voice made its presence known as he wraps his arm around your neck and pulls you into a hug. Your arms instinctively wrap around his torso, and you stay that way for a few minutes. 

“Ah- y/n! Before I forget! Remember how you were looking for that limited edition version of that manga we both loved?!” He asks as you pull away from the hug. You, of course, nod quickly.

The two of you have a lot of similarities, and your love for mangas and graphic novels was one of them. 

In a swift motion, he then pulls out something from his bag. And lo and behold, in its pristine condition, was the same novel you've been searching high and low for. 

“WHAT! NO WAY!!!” You shout over the music, enough to draw attention from the people around you. You envelop him in another excited hug out of gratitude. “I can’t believe you found it?! How did you do it? I had my mom’s assistant look all over for it. Even my grandparents’ staff were searching for it.” 

“Ah well, I have my connections. You’re not the only one, y/n.” Soobin winks as soon as you pull away to take the manga and read through the back cover. 

The rest of the night was spent with Soobin and a few more soju bottles. And by the end of the night, you were feeling the ugly effects of alcohol. 

Cuddled up with him on one side of the couch, with the two of you talking about all the animes you’ve watched the past week. It was pretty fun to have someone with whom you could nerd out, especially in a group of socialites such as the one you both have. 

“Ah, you’re remarkable. I can’t believe you like the same things I do.” He said, pinching your nose which causes you to scrunch it upwards. 

“y/n...?” He suddenly grows quiet after a few moments of just staring at each other. 

“H-huh?” You ask, your forehead creasing in curiosity. Unfortunately, right on time, your vision starts to blur, and the dimmed-out lights in the living room turned party area wasn’t helping. “W-what is it?” 

“C-can I k-kiss-- Y-yah.. y/n?! Hey! You ok?!”

That was pretty much the last thing you hear before passing out. 

And that was it, your dear old friend alcohol got the better of you, knocking you out on his lap. 

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“Yeonjun, I don’t understand, you know I can bring her home safely.” 

Was I dreaming? 

“I know, but I promised her mom I’d take care of her, and that’s what I’ll do so hand her over.” His voice didn’t falter, standing firm to the promise he made to your mom.

W-wait.. I can’t see anything.. I can’t open my eyes. I’m still dizzy,  I can only hear faintly.. Ah, what is happening to me?!.. 

“Pff, alright, fine Jjunie.. But you better not try any funny business.” 

You could feel another pair of strong arms underneath you, cradling you as you shifted. The air is crisp and cold as it brushes through your legs. You were outside.

“Babe! Where are you going?! You can let Soobin handle her and the party’s not over yet.” 

That was Chaewon’s voice..

“I have to go Chae, I’ll bring her home first and make sure she’s settled. I’ll see you tomorrow in school hmm?” 

————-　★　-———— . ————-　★　-————

You wake up to music, a hummed lullaby of sorts. It was soothing and pleasant to hear. You can feel the soft mattress under your tired body. With how familiar it all felt, you could tell you were in your bed.

Apart from that, you can feel someone stroking your hair. 

Your eyelids felt so heavy as you open them, curious to see who it was. But you could barely see, vision still blurry no thanks to the after-effects of alcohol.

Add that, and the fact that it was rather pitch dark around your room- signaling that all the lights were off.

Someone was in your room, that you knew. Because you can hear him and his melodic humming, and whoever it was- he was unmistakably sitting at the edge of your bed next to you. 

“O-ow..” You croak out, feeling the throbbing in your head.  Pressing the palm of your hand against your forehead almost immediately, the melodic, soft voice cuts as you note the mattress' weight shift when the person beside you leans in to check on you.

“y/n, don't get up, just get some rest…” That voice, you know who it belongs to, but it took you a while to process it. 

Yeonjun’s voice? 

Even though you wanted so badly to keep your eyes open and verify if your guess was correct, you've had way too much to drink to keep up.

You couldn’t believe it though. How can someone so rugged and nonchalant about things have such a sweet voice? Plus, the mere idea that he’s here to make sure you're okay- that definitely does not seem like something he’d do. 

Or have you had a skewed vision of him this whole time?

Soon after, You feel his lips against your forehead. His soft buds leave a small peck and a tingling sensation on your skin, and you swore your cheeks felt a lot more heated than it was before.

At that point, you weren't sure if it was all a dream. You feel your stomach churn. Was it butterflies? Nah, it must be the soju. You tell yourself.

“Sweet dreams, y/n.” And with that, you drift off into dreamland.

#berry’s on going reads! #literally SO GOOD HELLO #looking forward on this series #recs!

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[2ynjns]

✂ txt as my favorite romance tropes

hello! this is my first work, i had no idea it would take me so long to set everything up lolol. 

anywho! each txt member will have a fluffy trope and each will have their own confession scenario. (i totally went overboard w yeonjun’s and beomgyu’s)

fluffy and cliche tropes, gn!reader, use of profanity 

ღ yeonjun, older sibling’s friend/older childhood friend

♫ playing now : i wait by day6 & but you by ikon

yeonjun gives off that protective mentor type vibe

you and him would have grown up together

making his feelings seem 10x more awkward (in his eyes at least)

he went from thinking you were some little sibling to him, to an attractive person overnight it seems

he would never ever try anything until you were both adults, though even after you turned 18, he didn’t do jack shit

if you have an older sibling, they would’ve AUTOMATICALLY caught on once yeonjun and them got into high school

“ayo, why do you keep wanting to hang out at my house anyway?”

“… no comment..?”

naH because this man started giving you the cold shoulder when he hit high school

“why?”, you may ask

well because he was afraid if he saw you smile at him, he’d fall even deeper

at that point in his life, having you scowl at him was better

man was patient for a lifetime (to him at least)

he was always looking for a hint from you, just one hint!

the hint came to him on your 20th birthday

 when it was your 20th birthday, guess who was the first to wish you happy bday at 12:00 am? ding ding, it was mr. choi yeonjun. it was a heartfelt message, one that felt more sentimental than past years, for whatever reason.

 “happy birthday y/n. you’re already 20, that’s insane. feels like just yesterday you were hiding behind me because the lights were off in your house. i hope i have been a good friend and role model to you this whole time. i’ll see you later today.

yeonjun :)”

 the reason why it felt so sad? yeonjun was giving up on you. you had given him no hints, and yeonjun had to accept that maybe it wasn’t meant to be. maybe your age gap was too large for you. 

 then it was time for your bday party, yeonjun wanted to go out with a bang. he wore a nice black shirt with fitting black jeans, he had recently dyed his hair an ashy gray, so his look was very low maintenance but effective. his heart pounded as he drove to your place with care, your presents secured in his passenger seat. even though he was a complete mess on the inside, a smile was plastered on his face, never leaving.

 then he saw you, all dolled and tidied up for your birthday party. you had opened the door for him, exclaiming that he was the first one there, he expected no less. your smile calmed his hyperventilating heart, your eyes that eagerly surveyed your presents in his hand seemed to hypnotize him. your sweet voice thanking him for coming repeated in his head long after greetings were done. he was totally whipped.

 he watched as you (cutely) scurried around, trying to make sure everything is absolutely perfect for your other guests. 

“you came so early, you know, i wasn’t ready!” you whined, a pout forming on your lips.

 he apologized with no real sincerity, he was glad only he could see you like this, all flustered and worried. when you felt fully satisfied, you walked back to him, he was sprawled on the couch, his phone holding his attention. he could feel your gaze on him almost instantly, and locked eyes with you, his phone not leaving his hands.

“all done?” yeonjun asked, sitting up fully.

“yeah, do you like it?” you replied, your eyes lighting up like stars.

 his eyes took a quick swipe of the living room, the decorations were in no way fancy or perfect, but it was just so you that he couldn’t help but love it. a smile crept onto his face, and he turned to you. he was about to compliment you when he was taken aback by the expecting look on your face. your eyes were wide and a small but noticeable smile was on that face he loved. he found himself stumbling over his words as he scratched the back of his neck.

“yeah uh, i like the decorations, they’re..um..very cute,” he said, looking away. 

 his face was heating up, god, the things you do to his heart. he heard you giggle in satisfaction, your warmth leaving his perimeter. 

this bday party was going to be so fucking dangerous. 

 when it was time for you to open the presents, yeonjun stood off to the side, not wanting to get too close to the crowd, just incase anyone could hear his heart pound from anxiety. he drowned out everything but your voice, and he was just waiting for you to say his name.

“whose gift is this? oh! yeonjun!” 

 his ears perked up like a cat’s, and he peered over your guests’ shoulders, and he saw you unwrapping your gifts. he had gone all out, spending well over $70 for all your gifts. he really wanted to make sure you wouldn’t forget him. he swore he could’ve died happy when he saw the gigantic smile on your face, one that meant that he did a good job. 

 a sour taste erupted in his mouth, thoughts of you smiling for anyone other than him invaded his mind. however he knew he couldn’t think that way, you weren’t an object for him to own, but he just wanted to clip your wings so that you couldn’t fly away.

 he doesn’t know how he got there, but he found himself standing alone outside your house, the party still raging on. he sat on the space in front of your door, thinking that this might be the last time he ever gets to do this. he always though that the sky looked prettier when he looked at it from your door. the front door was slightly ajar, just enough so yeonjun wouldn’t have to worry about being locked out. he heard the door slightly creak open, and he turned to see you peaking through the doorway.

“oh it’s just you, i was worried because the front door was open. what are you doing here all alone?” you asked, coming to sit down next to him. 

 words couldn’t form in his mouth, he just stared at your face. the face he had grown to love over the many years he’s known you, the face that he would wipe tears off of when someone had dared to hurt you, the face he would think of when he was stressed out, the face he loved so dearly. he wanted to respond to your question, but his throat choked up and he found himself tearing up.

“hey y/n?”

“yeah?”

“would you miss me if i moved away?”

“what kind of a question is that?! of course i would! you’re one of my closest friends.”

“friend..”

 now you were worried, he wasn’t thinking of actually moving right? he looked up at you and all he could see was your lips, he did want to go out with a bang. suddenly all you could hear was the beating of your hearts. 

“i like you, y/n. i’ve liked you for years now,” yeonjun said, looking into your eyes for a hint once more.

 you smiled and held his face.

“kiss me then.”

ღ soobin, secret admirer (the simp who won)

♫ playing now : chocolate by day6

i definitely see soobin as a really attentive person

someone who will study the person he likes so he can make them the happiest if they were to date

he was your classmate in one of your classes, and you only talked to him because of a school project

but, let’s be honest, you probably thought he was cute even before that

because, LOOK AT HIM

after that school project, soobin probably fell hella hard

(sorry to my fellow lazy and shy folks) i feel like he would only fall for you if you were either someone who took initiative or who did your part well

i see him as someone who wants an independent but kind partner

BUT, let’s just say he fell for you no matter what you are

he would start to say good morning/afternoon to you everyday

and you also started getting presents on/in your desk or in your locker

he would listen to you talk to your friends and look at what snacks you would bring, just so he could buy things for you

he would get you a lot of sweets if you like them!

he’s really shy so i feel like he would doubt his abilities to win you over head-on :(

but he’s also not good at hiding shit

like he would give away so many hints without even knowing it

like atp everyone in the class knows, soobin can’t be slick to save his life

he would accidently drop the receipts for things he bought on the floor, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU, and walk away like nothing happened

needless to say, you caught on quick :)

 the bell rang, signaling that class was over, and you heard your classmates sigh in relief. you held a chocolate bar that you had found on your desk from your secret admirer and you felt it slowly melt from your hand’s heat. your classmates started to stand up as the teacher dismissed you all, your seatmate, soobin stood up rather fast; it looked like he was really eager to get home. as he stood up to leave, you saw something drop from his pant’s pocket, it was white and looked clumped up together. you left your seat to pick it up, your nosy self uncrumpled it to see what it was; only to see multiple receipts of things you recognized. chocolate bars, flowers, cards? you stared a bit harder before you realized. you chuckled, only soobin would be so clumsy as to expose himself.

“soobin! you dropped something,” you said, making his ears perk up.

 he turned around and you saw his face drop. you felt really bad as you could the panic from across the classroom.

“u-uh, thank you! i don’t need those anymore, i’m gonna go!” he yelled, running out of the classroom in a frenzy.

 you giggled slightly, standing up to see if you could catch him before he left the building. 

 you managed to catch up to him before he left through the front doors, and grabbed his arm.

“soobin let’s talk-”

“no! i already know what you’re going to say, i…i’m not good enough for you,” soobin said, slight sniffles coming from him.

 you smiled, tugging his arm a bit harder. 

“you can’t put words in my mouth soobin,” you said, looking at him straight in the eye.

 he tried to stammer protests, but his body was jell-o the second you touched his arm. he could only helplessly follow you, like a moth to a flame. you stopped once you guys were somewhere where no one was around, you sighed as you watched him wipe his tears.

“were you the one giving me those gifts?” you asked.

 he looked away as he nodded shyly.

“i like you too soobin, so please look at me,” you said, smiling as he turned his head around quickly.

“really?!” he exclaimed, his eyes brightening.

 you nodded and got the wind absolutely knocked out of you as he hugged you vigorously, he definitely forgot he was a 6′1′’ giant. 

ღ beomgyu, bringing strangers together because of a secret (think maid-sama)

♫ playing now : stereotype by stayc & after school by weeekly

ok so we know that beomgyu was in a band predebut

now what if we think of an au where he was in an underground rock band, like delinquent level

you and your classmates see him as that one guy who could potentially be considered a “quiet kid” with his long hair and all

for context i’m basing this off of lovesong!beomgyu

he ignored the teacher when asked to introduce himself on the first day so none of yall knew his name until the teacher called on him a week later

i know that beomgyu is extremely hyper, but let’s pretend he’s not bc he’s not comfortable w his classmates yet (well, gyu, you never WILL be if you don’t try but ok!)

you kinda forgot he was in your class ngl

mans does not talk at all 

one day you were hanging out with some friends after school and one of your friends suggested you try and sneak into a band’s show 

and of course you all loveeee bad ideas!

the band you guys chose was a rock band that had a guy on the cover of the poster

he had long messy hair and only the bottom half of his face was showing

he was smiling and his smile was hot to you so that’s why you chose it-

when you guys did manage to sneak in, you looked at the stage and immediately regretted your decision

was-

was that fucking beomgyu?!

the loner?!

the quiet kid?!

you wanted to nope out of there but most of your friends wanted to stay because they thought the band members were attractive

“noooo you don’t understand that’s my classm-”

you looked up and beomgyu was staring at you like (⊙o⊙)

“FUCKKKK”

 the music was blaring as your friends tugged you through the crowd, getting closer to the stage. for some reason, your heart was fluttering as you heard a husky voice sing, it was beomgyu. his eyes never left you even as he sang, he smiled and all your friends started freaking out.

“omg omg, did you see that! he’s staring right at us!” 

 you felt your face going red as you quietly left your friends, you weaved through the sea of cheering people, making it to a bathroom. you opened the door and walked in, the band’s sound even made it to the bathroom but you could still make out some noises in the stalls. 

“no way.”

 people were actually fucking in the bathroom stalls. you booked it out of there so fast you could’ve beat usain bolt. you crouched down next to the door and put a hand over your chest to calm your nerves. this place does not fit me at all, how does he handle this?? you did deep breaths as you walked slowly back to the main stage, only to be stopped by a guy in a black hoodie. 

“hey you’re pretty cute, you come here often?” he said, inching closer to you.

 you shook your head as you tried to walk past him, only to feel his hand on your shoulder. he gripped your shoulder tightly and you were about to slap his hand away when suddenly you felt someone pull you away. you looked up to thank your savior and locked eyes with beomgyu. he looked at you and his eyes ran over your face to see any signs of injuries, when he found none he smiled and looked back at the guy who tried to hit on you.

“how about you don’t grab one of my fans?” beomgyu said, pushing the guy back. 

 i’m not even your fan but okay beomgyu. the guy put his hands up in defeat as he walked past the two of you, and you got the chance to be alone with beomgyu. his hands were still protectively wrapped around your shoulders.

“…please don’t tell anyone you saw me here,” beomgyu said, looking at you with pleading eyes.

“i didn’t even think of reporting you, don’t worry. i think it’s cool that you have a hobby like this, even though our school banned, you know, going to a club with alcohol,” you replied, watching as the tension released from his body.

“thank you, thank you so much y/n,” he bowed and then released his grip on you. 

 for the next coming weeks, beomgyu started to talk to you. he would come up to you at lunch to ask you if you wanted to eat together, to which you always said “yes, but what do i get out of it?”. the decided deal was he would sing for you and you would eat with him. you grew to love his voice, and you always brought an extra water bottle for him just incase his throat got dry.

 one day he handed you a flyer for his band’s next show. the flyer had half of his face once again, and he was pointing at the camera with that same smile you had grown to admire.

“can you come by yourself..?” he asked, looking away.

“sure thing.”

“just make sure to come a little earlier than the time written down there. ok?”

 you nodded as he turned around and walked off, with a little bit more pep in his step. he was glad that he had finally made a friend. 

 when you walked in, you handed the bouncer the flyer beomgyu had given you and the bouncer smiled at you knowingly. you gave the bouncer a confused look and they leaned into your ear.

“so you’re the person he keeps talking about!”

“..wha..?”

 the bouncer merely ushered you inside, and you were greeted with the sound of the band tuning their instruments. you walked up to the stage and beomgyu looked at you with surprise.

“what? you didn’t think i would come?” you asked.

“no! i never said that! you just look good that’s all,” he said, flustering you a bit.

“so i didn’t before?”

 he let out a groan before he put down his guitar and hopped the stage to talk to you face to face. 

“i hope you listen closely tonight.”

“why?”

 he smiled, more bright than he did at school, and put his hand on his neck.

“i just worked really hard is all.”

 when the music began, beomgyu was already staring at you HARD. goddamn y/n, you sure are a looker. you sure aren’t dumb, i mean unless you are, but you could tell that this song was going to be for you. his mouth opened and all you could hear was him, him, and him. the crowd’s screams, his member’s voices and instruments, they all suddenly didn’t exist. 

 time sped by so fast, and you couldn’t believe it had already been an hour. the band bowed as the crowd applauded, and you waited for beomgyu to come to you. he leaped off the stage once more, and when he got close enough. you hugged him and your faces were closer than ever. 

“if you couldn’t tell, i like you,” beomgyu said.

ღ taehyun, mr. oblivious/dense and his shy but persistent admirer

♫ playing now : some by soyou & 200% by akmu

taehyun sometimes has this clueless look on his face like

⊙0⊙ or ◉◡◉

that’s why i gave him the mr. oblivious trope

if you like him, i feel like you would have to tell him straight up

flirting or courting him won’t work

so this situation could be similar to nozaki-kun

like he is just so DENSE

you could get down on one knee with a ring, and he’d be like “get up the floor is dirty (✿◠‿◠)”

ok maybe not to that extent but you get the idea

this could go on for like MONTHS, everyone around you guys would be able to tell BUT HIM

he’d think that you’re just really nice!

you give him snacks and walk with him when you see him

you say good morning and good afternoon to him

you give him sprite when you have an extra 

yes it is totally because i bought extra and not because i bought it for you taehyun

it would be going on for sO LONG, like are you ok?? are you a masochist?

honestly i would snap after a while

however, since you’re still shy, this confuses taehyun

like why do you give him gifts and say good morning and such, without sticking around to have a conversation with him?

ngl he probably thinks you’re scared of him or smth

like- he thinks he’s unintentionally intimidating you into giving him gifts n shit LOL

he would start to pity you, he wants to talk to you but you always run away

 you’ve had the biggest crush on taehyun for what feels like eternity, and you have done everything you could to convey your feelings. however, being really shy, the words “i like you” are totally not in your vocabulary. every time you see him, you can only manage a simple greeting and gift before scurrying off. you don’t know how his face looks like when he sees you, as you can’t make eye contact with him. does he smile? is he weirded out? you wish you could look him in the eye and be confident enough to confess. 

 however, your defense began to crumble when taehyun decided to start trying to chase after you. after you said your greetings, taehyun would start to ask you about your day so far, how you were, etc. after he began doing that, you decided the only way to keep your heart from bursting, was to ignore him. no more random gifts, no more greetings, and no more interactions. you were fine admiring him from the sidelines, after all, you had been doing that all this time; what’s the difference? 

 how did you end up in this situation? why was taehyun pinning you against the wall of a café you decided to go to this morning? his left arm was above you, and his right hand was politely at his side. his eyes felt like they were staring into your soul. your face was heating up, it was getting hard to breathe. your heart could only thump-thump it’s life out, trying to keep you up-right so you wouldn’t faint.

“why have you been ignoring me?” taehyun asked.

 what?

“i-ignoring you?” you replied, feeling a bit dumb.

“yeah, you haven’t been saying hi to me at all for the past few weeks! what’s the deal?” he asked, his voice raising slightly in volume.

 you began to curl into yourself, hugging the wall for dear life. if you thought it’d be hard to look into his eyes before, it is basically a death sentence now. he sounded so irate, but so hot. 

“i..i’m sorry,” you uttered.

“sorry? no i don’t want a ‘sorry’, i want you to tell me that you’ll talk to me. am i scary or something?” he continued.

“n-no! you’ll never scare me, i just..assumed..,” you felt your throat seizing up.

 he was so close, you could feel his body heat radiating onto you. 

“assumed what, y/n, don’t blue-ball me now. tell me what i did, and we can work this out,” taehyun said, his voice softening when he realized you look smaller then when he first saw you today.

 you felt his concern, he was concerned, for you? why did he want to bother with you? why did he care so much, so much to the point of hunting you down? why? your mind was going a million places, when suddenly taehyun hugged your waist with his right hand, his heartbeat slowly becoming noticeable to you. you looked at him for the first time ever, and took a deep breath. 

“y-youstartedtryingtotalktomeallofasuddenandigotnervous!” you rambled, squeezing your eyes shut. 

“nervous of what y/n? did you think i was trying to hurt you? i could never hurt someone as cute as you, i mean look at you. you’re curled into yourself darling,” taehyun said, the sweetness dripping from his lips.

 he really had no idea how flirty he was being, did he? you heard him call his guy friends and girl friends ‘darling’ before, so you knew you weren’t special. 

“i was nervous that you would notice i – !” you stopped yourself, sliding down the wall and balling yourself up.

“..lik…ou.”

 your butt was touching the floor now, then you heard taehyun shifting around until he was at the same level as you. you didn’t want to see his facial expression right now.

“what’d you say y/n? please tell me,” he asked.

“ilikeyou,” you whispered, just loud enough for him to hear, “now please leave me alone, i know you don’t like me b-”

 his hand touched the top of your head, and he giggled. 

“you’re so cute angel.” 

“you have to look at me for me to kiss you angel.”

“i know i know, just give me a second.”

 it had been months since you two began dating, and you still didn’t have your first kiss due to your shyness. taehyun decided that on the 3-month mark, you had to let him kiss you (if you said no, then he wouldn’t pressure you, but thankfully you said yes to the plan). 

 now you were sitting on his bed, your head staring at the sheets as taehyun waited for you to look at him like a puppy. since dating him, you realized that taehyun’s love language was physical touch and that you being close to him was important for him to understand that you loved him. 

“take your time angel,” taehyun said, leaning back a tad bit.

 you slowly lifted your head, scanning his entire body, and finally resting on his face. his eyes were expecting you, he smiled as you finally made eye contact. he raised his left hand to caress your face, and he leaned a little closer. his eyes now staring at your lips.

“l-let’s stay like this for a little bit, my heart is pounding too much,” you said, feeling his right hand touch your lower back to bring you closer.

 he hummed in response, and rested his head on your right shoulder, his right hand drawing small circles. he let his left hand fall as he waited patiently, loving the feeling of your warm body touching his. you looked up at the ceiling and realized that you were lucky to find someone who could deal with your shyness, someone who would be okay with just holding hands, or you just sitting next to him. you smiled and tapped taehyun’s shoulder.

“do it.”

“finally.”

ღ huening kai, class clown/social butterfly x student council member

♫ playing now : some by bol4 & attention by newjeans

finally we reached our cutie hyuka

now obviously i don’t know if he’s truly the class clown but his laugh… it RADIATES class clown energy

he IS that class disruption that people want to hate but can’t because he’s so damn cute

probably has students folding for him with his bubbly and humorous personality

but! you being a student council member, you are basically his enemy

someone who’s always trampling on his fun :(

you two probably grew up going to the same schools

he knows who you are and always wants to catch up with you

but you always give him the cold shoulder for whatever reason

you most likely liked him when yall were younger and when you hit high school you wanted to impress him by joining student council

but it backfired because the school needed you to keep up appearances

plus the pressure from your other members :((

yeah you never got the chance to talk to kai once yall began school

it makes him sad to look at you stressing out and losing the sparkle you had when you two were younger

so he tries extra hard to make the class environment happier so when you walk in, you won’t get negative vibes

probably sees you getting scolded by a fellow council member and decides to finally walk up to you and get you to have fun with him

“i asked you to do just one thing! why can’t you do anything right?! god y/n, it’s like you joined student council without getting an education first, why did we get such a dumbass?” 

“i hear what you’re saying, but this is completely inappropriate. if you have a problem with me personally, we can discuss this with our advisor, instead of berating me and embarrassing the entire student council in the public hallway. please go and compose yourself before accusing me of not doing my role.”

 your fellow member stormed off with an eye-roll, and you sighed before turning around to see kai standing there with his eyes wide open.

“wow! you were so cool y/n!” he exclaimed, a smile on his face.

i’m cool..? he thinks i’m cool..? 

“what do you need kai?” you asked, forcing a straight face.

“i just wanted to see if you were ok, i saw that person yelling at you,” kai replied, a pout replacing his smile. 

“well i’m fine, thank you. now please excuse me, i must go home now,” you said, nearing your breaking point.

 nothing seemed to be going right this week, first you fail to do a homework assignment on time, leading to you forgetting about the work your member asked you to do, then you got yelled at in front of multiple students and kai, it really was not your week. you walked into the bathrooms and started to stare at yourself. 

 you joined student council to look cool for kai, but now look at you. heavy eyebags, unkempt hair, lazy school clothes, and no life in your eyes. 

“kai would never want me now..,” you muttered to yourself, mindlessly fixing your wrinkled clothes. 

 you took one more look at yourself, and burst into tears. it was all too much for you. the pressure of keeping up an image, a false image, you wish you could be like kai. he was free and constantly expressing himself in ways you could never think of for yourself. you were jealous of him, you wanted to get the wings you were sure he was gifted. 

 you washed your face lightly and stepped out of the bathroom, and felt a giant force come from your right as someone hugged you with a ton of vigor.

“e-excuse me!” you yelled, looking at your attacker.

 kai merely glanced down at you with 10 peoples’ worth of pity. was..was he listening to you cry? 

“let’s go have fun, y/n, please?”

 turns out his idea of “fun”, was dragging you to an arcade. the whole time, he was urging you to find a game you wanted to play together, but his eyes kept drifting to the stuffie claw game. after playing a few games of your choice, you walked over to the claw machine, staring intently at which one he would like.

“kai, choose one. i’ll try and get it for you,” you said. 

“choose one? i was going to ask you to choose one for yourself..i am the one who invited you after all, but if you insist!” he replied, proceeding to stick his face onto the glass.

 you giggled as he saw his nose sploosh against the glass as he stared at the stuffies with endless child-like curiosity. you knew damn well he would not be able to pick one, so you tapped his shoulder to get him out of his stuffie-drunk state.

“you’re not going to be able to pick just one, i know, let me just get one for you so we can go home,” you said, gently pushing him aside.

 kai pouted but nodded as he watched you get into position. he watched intently as the arm moved to the right, then to the left, and slowly..slowly went down, and grabbed a stuffie that looked just like you. 

“here,” you handed him the stuffie.

 he started to giggle slightly.

“it looks just like you! it has your angry eyes and your cute cheeks!” he said, poking the stuffie all over its face.

 he hugged the stuffie tightly. 

“you should just hug me then. i look just like it anyways,” you said, looking away in embarrassment. 

 a loud gasp came from him, and you got tackled, nearly crashing into the claw machine. 

“ahh i love you! you’re so cute when you talk to me!” kai squealed, hugging you like you were going to disappear.

“you love me?”

 now after you two started dating, kai made an effort to be the most ANNOYING couple ever. 

random hallway tummy rubs?

check.

bursting into your classroom just to say he loves you?

check.

carrying you on his back when you slightly trip?

check. 

being extremely cheesy and cringy?

check, check, and check.

 have fun with this giant ass penguin who probably does not understand personal boundaries.

…and we’re done! this is my first work, and it took me like 2 and a half weeks to finish. :// 

using the tag “  ღ the lune sees all “ will show all my written works, please expect more from me!

almost none of my works will be proofread, since i am…really…really lazy.

ღ lune (eil)

#` berry recs ´

[2ynjns]

❀ Synopsis : You and Yeonjun were the power couple all through school, and everyone thought they always would be until he up and left with no real reason. Soobin was there to pick up the pieces, caring for you and the child that Yeonjun didn’t even know about, becoming the father she loved, and the man you adored. Everything is perfect… Until Yeonjun decides to show up again three years later. 

❀ Genre : Romantic Dramedy Non!Idol SMAU (18+)

❀ Pairing : Yeonjun x F!Reader x Soobin

❀ TW : pregnancy ; motherhood ; parenting ; drama ; occasional angst ; crappy comedy ; fluffy ; lots of cussing

❀ Appearances By : Choi Seungcheol , Beomgyu , Huening Kai , Taehyun , Lee Heeseung , and more… 

❀ Schedule : Gonna do my absolute best to upload every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 12:30pm EST

❀ Started : 20220729      ❀ Ended : 20220930

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profiles 1 ❀ profiles 2 ❀ profiles 3

❀ Prologue

❀ 1. Homesick

❀ 2. Disintegration

❀ 3. Pictures of You

❀ 4. The Same Deep Water As You

❀ 5. Fascination Street

❀ 6. Lovesong

❀ 7. Closedown

❀ 8. To Wish Impossible Things

❀ 9. Friday I’m In Love

(More To Come)

#worth the read #-` berry recs ´-

[2ynjns]

enhypen's s/o babying them headcanon

pairings: ot7 x gn!reader

word count:

notes: fluff! profanity..

request states “enhypen reaction to their s/o babying them"

heeseung

confused

huh (•ิ_•ิ)?

flustered

what

"heeddeungie~ come here my litol baby!"

you run towards him and hugs him

dont lie heeseung we know you like it stop acting up

"did-- did you just call me--"

"you don't like it?" (╯︵╰,)

"no no! i do like it!"

next think you know he's smiling like a idiot

he likes it

no

he LOVES IT

he lays on your chest and you start rubbing and playing with his hair and whisper sweet nothings

MF IS GIGGLY AF JJRFJFBHFCBFH

im going crazy

he loves you for that

his guilty pleasure is being babied

jay

hear me out

he doesnt hate it

he actually do like it

but you do too much

you alWAYS BABY HIM inFRONT OF THE MEMBERS

"did my baby had a bad day? ⊂(･ω･*⊂)"

you waddles towards him and pats his head and cups his face

"hey uhm,,, not in front of the members...."

(｡•́︿•̀｡) "i thought you like being babied?"

leans towards you

"yes, i do but.. not in front of the members..."

he comes of as that more domestic, cool boyfriend in public

but a little prick in private jdfbfhbhdf

moments later when youre alone, you still feel a little sad that jay is ashamed of getting babied in front of the members

so youre sitting at the corner with your phone

jay slides towards you and puts your hard on his cheeks

"can you... baby me now... sorry for how i acted earlier..."

jake

another giggly mf

"jakey~~~"

GIGGLES

SO MANY GIGGLES

he's cute how can you even blame him

loves back rubs

you would hug him, or sit next to him he expects back rubs

whether its rubs or just circles, he loves it

shamelessly ashamed

doesnt mind being babied in front of members AS LONG AS the members does not tease him

"okay you little shits, if i hear any of you making fun of how i baby jake, yall are gonna meet my fist, respectfully" ((╬◣﹏◢))

so the members dont say anything

dont worry you mean it but they're used to with you.

loves when you cuddle him

NAURRR

imagine big spooning jake

im devastated </3

sunghoon

another in denial boy

stays quiet

would let you do your thing and baby him

slight smile outside

GIGGLY INSIDE

GIGGLY 2.0

his favorite thing you do is the way you look at him and the way you compliment him

"youre improving so much!"

"youre stage presence was good to begin with, but today was extravagant!"

"your visuals... i love you so much."

one time you just couldnt hold it in

you squished his cheeks

in front of

the members

and the staffs

AND

SUNGHOON (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

MF GOT SO SMILEY AND GIGGLY HE WENT TOMATO RED

so cute </3

still denial of it

sunoo

the shameless mf

you dont baby him

HE ASKS YOU TO BABY HIM

"aaaaannnggg~ just pat my head please!"

"im craving for attention."

"i want affection"

"hug me"

"if you don't look at me right now my cheeks are gonna be sad."

STOP IT SUNOO

WE WOULDNT BE ABLE TO RESIST AND THE NEXT THING U KNOW YOUR CHEEKS DEFLATES

anyways

"sunoo stop it, im busy"

but once you baby him, he gets genuinely happy

his love language is quality time and to him a way to express love is by actually interacting and affection

so he loves if so much

"you wuv me right" (ﾉ≧∀≦)ﾉ ‥…━━━★

"sigh,,, yes my ddeonu i wuv you bery much."

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH

jungwon

confused 2.0

he likes it too

goes along with your antics

you would pull him toward you and he would lay on your lap by himself

and sleeps

hed let you squish his cheeks

or bite him (not in a mean/nasty way) (i mean lik ethe cute way)

shameless too

he doesnt mind if the members see

to him, theres nothing to be ashamed of because if thats what you like to do, then hell lets you

plus he likes it too duh

"wonie, say ah~"

opens his mouth and takes a big bite of onigiri you made

"is it good??"

*nom nom nom*

"yeth"

"good job!!"

*kisses*

∑(O_O;)

ni-ki

the "uhm wtf?" reactor

JNJFNJFN SORRY

he doesnt like it

but doesnt hate it

like jungwon would let you do your thing

and would take a little effort to get used to

ofc you wouldnt do it excessively, you would do it if you want to and theres a good time and place to actually baby him

he thinks

"hmmm... not actually bad to get babied"

once you baby him

he wants you to baby him from time to time if youre alone

and you give him it because why wouldnt you baby niki come one now

"i saw you accidentally twist your ankle while dancing, do you want me to massage it?"

*puppy eyes* "yes please..."

"tsk, i dont want my baby to get hurt again. i know you stretch and warm up before dancing but warm up sufficiently."

"okay :)"

one time

ONE TIME HE ASKED FOR A KISS ON THE CHEEKS

[rest]

#rereading this now i can not believe i actually wrote this masterpiece #thank you for 1k+ notes!!

[2ynjns]

im back? 🤭

#berry thinks

[2ynjns]

does civil engineering include coding? sorry i’m genuinely curious, i have to choose a major soon + i’m enjoying coding so far and also enjoyed my engineering classes earlier when i did them (i’m currently doing architecture rn and i kinda hate it tho) so i was looking for majors that might have smtg similar to both… ily! 🤍

civil engineering doesnt include coding! I recommend computer science if you want a coding focused major. architecture is somewhat (tho not really tbh) similar to CE but theyre drawing focused and CE is all math and physics focused.

If you want to still be under the engineering umbrella with coding maybe electrical engineering or software engineering might be for you!

edit:

forgot to mention LMAO my university is requiring me to take a coding class hence why im coding rn JAJNSJD

#pls ure so sweet! #ilyt!! #ask berry

[2ynjns]

i was gonna post two of my works today but my brain stopped working after dping 3 hours of programming/coding </3

#berry thinks

[2ynjns]

hi! i was wondering if i could make a request for headcanons w/ enhypen where their s/o is shorter and younger than them, but always babies them and acts really doting + affectionate? like they’re always the big spoon, or like “come here and try this” and feeding them, so they just enjoy taking care of them (just very soft interactions!), sorry if this is confusing, i just felt really tempted to request after reading some of your works, they’re really cute! 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍💌💘💗♥️💕🤍🤍🤍🤍

posted! ty for requesting!

#ask berry

[2ynjns]

enhypen's s/o shorter and younger than them

pairings: ot7 x gn!reader

word count:

notes: fluff! mention of food (on most of them...) and profanity

request states “hi! i was wondering if i could make a request for headcanons w/ enhypen where their s/o is shorter and younger than them, but always babies them and acts really doting + affectionate? like they’re always the big spoon, or like “come here and try this” and feeding them, so they just enjoy taking care of them (just very soft interactions!), sorry if this is confusing, i just felt really tempted to request after reading some of your works, they’re really cute! 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍💌💘💗♥️💕🤍🤍🤍🤍"

heeseung

he LOVES it sm??

it's questionable ngl to u

he does NOT want to admit the fact that he likes that you baby him

okay maybe let's say you're shorter than him

he's 6 foot right, so you're shorter than 6 feet...

and you're younger than him,,

does not leave the fact that you! will! baby! him!

babie seungie

one time he got hurt during practice and yang leader called you

"y/n! y/n! heeseung-hyung got hurt and he can't walk!"

THE WAY YOU RAN SO FAST

you got to their practice room within less than 15 minutes

"WEHRE IS HE"

you saw him staring at nowhere sitting at the corner with his foot wrapped in a cast

😪😪😪 poor heeseung

you walked towards him with a pout

he looked at you feeling bad bc he didn't want you worrying about him

given the fact that he should be babying and worrying abt you bc you're younger than him

but no, he's the one who needs babying

he looked down and he saw a bag of snack and first aid kit

more like an attempt to being a first aid kit bc it was just ice and band aid

but either way the thought counts am I right

"you made me worry. no, I'm really worried. look at you."

you sat down with him and put ice on the fractured, swollen foot.

which you also fed him not like he has working hands anyway 🙄🙄

"thank you" he quietly said, feeling guilty.

you pouted and pulled him closer and hugged him

"please don't make me worry like that again."

"okay mom"

"hey stop that! im younger than you!!"

jay

mf

istg he does NOT hide anything

"jay-ah!"

"yes 🥺🥺🥺"

"try this! i made this for you!"

you held up a macaron that you baked and put it closer to his mouth

he smiled SO WIDELY!

AND! HE! JUST! HE!

he took a small bite

which got you really happy because he looked so EFFIN ADORABLE

you were looking at him like 🥺🥺🥺

"my babie"

you squished his face and kissed his lil cheekies

then caressed it

then he, he, he

he made you boop his nose!!!

what the heck jay!!

"I like the macaron" he said in tiny

AAACCCCk

you melted to his arms and you guys stayed like that

cuddling

mind you this is at a park, yall were having a picnic or something

"i luv u"

NAUR STOP

like you're just so tiny in his arms

and you're younger that him

but the way you both care for each other>>>

*squish squish*

jake

okay mr can't stop acting sexy

would only show his vulnerability to you and you only

would literally get SOOOO sad if you don't pay attention to him

one time you were doing your homework at a library and he kept you company

you're one grade/year younger than him

but he acts like a puppy around you

"are you done yet?"

"no not yet"

"hurry i want to grab ice cream"

you glared at him

"i need to work hard on studying unlike you jaeyun"

you pouted

BIGGEST POUT EVER

don't u ever make jaeyun sad istg

once you were done he looked at u again

with him puppy eyes

"can we grab ice cream now"

"yes"

he latched to you arms and dragged you out

and mf

you fed him his mf ice cream KDJHFJSHSFDJ

he also fed you btw

but you mostly fed him

"this is the best day of my life"

"shut the hell up jake and hold your ice cream!"

you're on your tippy toes trying to reach him while feeding him

and he would tease you by tippy toeing much higher than you do

but!!

YOU wont admit to yourself that you actually like seeing him this happy by babying him

you love babying him BC it makes him happy

and you're happy bc he's happy

and he's happy bc you're happy

sunghoon

you visited him at mubank afterschool

ofc his colleagues and staffs are there so he wanted to still give off that cool guy vibe or wtvr

but!!

once you got you're privacy

the biggest baby ever

"ahh, babe I'm so tired, do you wanna massage my back for me."

you agreed and literally kneeled on the couch bc you're so small and massaged him

would baby you too

how?

helping you do homework

literally

he may or may not be the smartest on some subjects but he tried his hardest!!

he loves you massages so while he helps and explains stuff you would give small massages

and you would like

iiiiiccckckckckc

steal kisses on his cheeks

would act like he's disgusted but he wants it!

he needs those kisses!

you would also hug him from the back and dig your face on his neck and he's giggle bc it tickles

stop being so cute ig DSJFHS

"you're such a baby" hed say

"nooo, you're MY baby"

SO GIDDY AACCK

sunoo

would scold you!

why>???>?

bc you're younger and HE should baby you!

one time you had your arms wrapped around his while shopping for clothes

and he made you try the hoodie he wants to buy for himself

but you want to match so yeah you got two hoodies

it's like 2x bigger than him

so its 5x bigger than you LMFAO

but it's okay!!!

you both found each other SOOOO adorable

you fixed his hoodie

"you're so cute" you giggled

you reached to him face and kissed his nose

HE MELTED!!!

he covered his face bc HE GOT SO SHYWQWJE

not shy not me

not shine

anyWYA

you just ended up walking around with the matching hoodie

+ you went home and cuddled

he was laying on your bed just on his phone so you laid on top of him

you said you laid on top of him to "keep him warm"

yeah right

you guys r like butter on bread just bc ur e so small comparing to him

"you're my baby im your baby"

jungwon

you both were at home

at home doing nothing but cuddling

guess who was the small spoon

not you LMFAO

he has his head rested on your chest

you're like half his size right

while YOURE READING A BOOK FOR YOUR HOMEWORK

bjdjds

k1ll two birds with one stone id say

you giving him back rubs

and his arms wrapped around your body

"this feels nice" he said

"mhm"

he looked up to see you focused on reading

"ah, i read that last year."

"its an interesting boo ngl"

"yeah, well the main character went through all that trauma for their spouse.."

you both ended up cuddling WHILE he teaches you the book content KDFKSDJ

you would talk about your homework while cuddling #goALS

also while cuddling, you were also rubbing his back and head right

so like he fell asleep :(((

so devastating he fell asleep on you bc you were making him feel calm!!

you loved it you loved the sight

you took so many photos and set it as your wall paper <3

ni-ki

he's young

well you are too

he's doing his homework, you are too

you prepared some snacks and fruits to eat while doing homework

an dyou were just feeding him!!

stop babying him!!!

I'm kidding

he refuses to eat the fruit that you would offer

but then you'd get SOOO sad

so hell eat it

you would teach him whatever he doesn't understand

and you would also not stop feeding him lols

anyways you both took a break

and played games on his computer or maybe game console

you were sitting on or between his legs

i can not emphasize the fac t that you're way smaller than this giant baby

you would playfully argue while playing the game

arguments turned into cuddles >>>

you would stop him from moving!!

he's gonna be like

"imma get water"

you: "no stop sit back down lemme get it for you!"

ni ki: "i can walk tho>??>?"

you: "no stay!"

at the end you ended up with you playing with his hair bc its soft??

and you would cut fruits for him anytime

he would eat it tho always

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #heeseung #heeseung imagines #jay #jay imagines #jake imagines #jake #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon #sunoo #sunoo imagines #jungwon #jungwon imagines #ni ki imagines #ni ki #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanons

[2ynjns]

What are you studying?

if you’re talking about what i study in college,,, im a civil engineering major ^^

#ask berry

[2ynjns]

i'm currently and slowly working on requests, i didn't forget yall anons! i'm really busy since its my midterms week and i have a big final project to work on but i'm working on wips in small increments here and there. thank you all for being patient!

#berry thinks

[2ynjns]

i am. devouring pizza rn and cyring abt beomgyu. BUT PLS I HOOPE YOUVE BEEN WELL I LOVE YOUBSM AD I MISS YOU??!?!??!!!

cries hysterically and simply dies 😎🙏🥵

yesss!! devour that pizza!

i'm currently cram-studying for my exams soon ><. i've been weel and taking care of my mental health more and taking necessary breaks. i hope you're doing just as fine, or not even better! i miss you dearly!

NO BUT I PURCHASED THE PHOTOBOOK AND THE PHYSICAL PHOTOS ARE INSANE!!

#ask berry #moots >.< #bbhyeoliskooks #beomgyu looking fine as hell

[2ynjns]

TO MY FAVORITE MUTUAL I HOPE YOU SPENT THE WHOLE DAY HAPPYYYYYY

TO MY FAVORITE AND BEST GIRL, i hope youre having a wonderful week and i hope youre staying healthy! it's so great to hear from you!

#ask berry #moots >.< #bbhyeoliskooks

[2ynjns]

OMG HONEYBUNCH HOW ARE YOU DOING I MISS YOU SO MUCHHHH 😭😭😭😭😭😭

OMY MY LOVES! I MISS YOU MORE MY LOVES! im doing great! currently stressing over midterms tho </3 college has been ass lately and making me really drained. how are you?!

#ask berry #moots >.< #bbhyeoliskooks

[2ynjns]

Hello,you write smut?

i dont ! ^^

#ask berry