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disclove · 13 days
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[6:30am]: a wave of realization washes over sicheng as he turns to look at his best friend, her face illuminated with the subtle light of the upcoming sunrise—he'd give anything to stay with her forever.
but the problem was that soon, they'd be separated by an ocean when they go to different grad schools.
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disclove · 17 days
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distance makes the heart fonder. word count: 910. genre: best friends to strangers, angst! author's note: hiii (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) this is super angsty LOL enjoy! pls interact if you enjoyed!
"distance makes the heart fonder." she never bought that saying, because why would you need to be separated from someone you love to realize you love them, or to love them more?
but now the validity of the statement was crashing down on her like a ton of bricks.
she never thought her friendship with donghyuck would ever be long-term. she knew he would leave. she knew that she was replaceable. but it didn't mean she wanted it to happen. she cherished every moment they spent together. they spent hours together, either in each other's dorms, or in the library, or in the dining hall—they never needed to make plans, because they were comfortable in each other's presence alone.
even if they weren't physically together, they would be texting every day. and even if she wanted to, it was nearly impossible to scroll to the very top of their message history.
but now, all of that was over. because of another girl.
and she realized that she was undoubtedly in love with him; she was in love with a boy whose heart would never be hers.
but where did she go wrong? she remembered all of her friends excitedly asking if donghyuck, her new friend, was into her.
"you guys are always together, every second of the day you guys aren't in class! he has to like you." "you guys are so cute! i hope he confesses soon."
maybe her friends made her overconfident. but clearly, he was never going to confess. maybe because he never liked her.
well, maybe she never should've introduced him to her friends. maybe she never should've let him get close with her circle of people. if he never got to know her friends, she could selfishly keep him all to herself.
the day her heart shattered was the day she went to jisung's house party.
about an hour into the party, she turned the corner to find the bathroom, and saw him making out with one of her friends.
one of her friends, that encouraged her to date haechan. the irony.
before they even noticed her presence, she just ran. yeah, that's all she's good at, anyway. running away from everything. running away from confrontation when her friends inevitably leave her, running away from conflicts by supressing her feelings.
and no one even notices her absence when she runs out of the party, tears streaming down her face as she runs all the way down the block back to her dorm. and she felt so utterly alone.
haechan was her everything, and she felt so bare having no one else to turn to. and in the next week, she pretends not to notice the hickeys on his neck, she pretends to be sick to avoid seeing him.
unfortunately, he knows her better than that.
"i know you're not sick, are you okay?" he texts her.
"not really." and she refuses to elaborate. all she wanted to do was forget.
how do you fix a broken heart?
she cancels on the day a few of their friends were supposed to go out for dinner. he's concerned, texting her if she's okay, but she forces herself to stay distant.
"i'm ok." i've been crying for hours every day trying to get over you, but i wouldn't tell you that, would i?
he still brings her back an iced coffee. he got her order wrong, and accidentally ordered her a straight black coffee with no milk or sugar, but he had frantically grabbed a handful of sugar packets in an attempt to fix the mistake.
she offers a halfhearted smile and thanks him, but it's taking everything in her not to start crying.
she regrets not trying to maintain the friendship with him, but it's not like he was trying very hard either.
they barely saw each other outside of class. and every time she checks his location, he was with her.
replaced.
she felt so utterly replaceable and forgotten, her eyes tearing up uncontrollably whenever she sees haechan do everything they used to do with another girl. from their spotify habits to hanging out together in his dorm with the lights down low, decorative LED lights on, and projector playing a movie that neither of them were actually paying attention to.
she opens her mouth to ask if he wants to hang out sometime, but he had already turned his back to leave her dorm.
so she just says, "see you", and goes back into her dorm.
it was heartbreaking, but she had to accept the truth. he was gone.
lee haechan would never be hers, and she would never be his.
one thing was for sure. he was gone, and he was never coming back. their relationship was never going to be the same again.
and the saying was true. as much as she wanted to hate him for everything, she couldn't. she was stupidly in love, and it just got worse as time went on. everything she did reminded herself of him. the snacks they always ate together, the specific library rooms in the basement that they regularly booked every week that were now occupied by him and a different girl, their identical boba order, even her phone case.
but she had to move on. whatever they had was undoubtedly over. forever. the two of them would date, and she would distract herself from thinking about him, meet new people, and move on eventually.
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disclove · 19 days
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true fear is realizing that you have no one to rely on. no one to depend on. everyone in your life can leave you at any point in time.
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disclove · 22 days
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💗💟🩷🩵💙🤍🩶💜🖤
hai taojun!!
HELLOOOO 💚🤍🩵🩷
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disclove · 24 days
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never crush on your best friend 😭. NEVER.
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disclove · 25 days
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guys i literally called it in the tags of this post. wonbin and anton are literally most popular 😭 I AM LITERALLY MAGICAL
waiting patiently for riize to debut 😁🤞🤲🤲🤲
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disclove · 25 days
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[05:20pm] and suddenly, she feels idiotic for the assumptions in her head that she had made about jisung having a crush on her. to her, the countless hours they spent together a week, constant texts from him, and comfort they felt around each other were blindingly obvious signs of his attraction. but clearly, she had misinterpreted, because if it were true, would she be here crying over him?
maybe she was too overconfident. maybe she was too stupid. maybe she was just too hopeful.
seeing that she had been waiting in the library for an hour for him (attempting to forget about how hurt she was and finish her assignments), rereading his text of "i'm gonna go see soojin and chaewon, be there in a bit", she was obviously wrong.
she could barely focus on the work she had planned to finish that day. it made her second-guess how much he even liked her, become self-conscious of everything about herself, and all she wanted to do was cry, as stupid as it was.
they always say that falling in love with your best friend is never a good idea. maybe she should've listened.
(def not inspired by my own life...)
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disclove · 1 month
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backburner | n.jm (teaser)
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Pairing: Na Jaemin x reader
Themes: college! au, exes! au, the situationship vibes are STRONG, angst, fluff, exes to ???, reader is a serial overthinker.
Warnings: profanity, heavy ANGST, kissing, food, underage alcohol consumption and alcohol consumption in general, jaemin is lowkey an asshole, more to be added for the full fic.
Word count for teaser: 580 | Estimated word count: 12-15k
Summary: After three months of ignoring your presence entirely, Na Jaemin saunters right back into your life without so much as single warning, leaving you to once again pick up the pieces of your burning heart.
Notes from brooke: a late christmas present from me<3 i'm back to writing my college aus so i hope all of you will enjoy my pain (literally).
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It was one in the morning when your phone rang.
A sigh left your chapped lips as you glanced down from the screen of your laptop to the device sitting by its side, your eyes burning at the too bright light emitting from your phone. The rest of your dorm was dark, having switched the lights off earlier at the request of your roommate, who had an early class the next day. 
Unfortunately for you, you had an assignment due the next day that you had, as usual, left for the last minute. Music played through your headphones as you tried to construct what you deemed a coherent enough essay to submit. 
Scrambling so you wouldn’t wake your roommate up, you pushed your headphones off and swiped the call icon across the screen of your phone, accepting it a second before you registered who the caller was. The contact glared at you as if it was mocking you for your carelessness and hastiness, causing you to bite down hard on the inside of your cheek.
Well. It was too late now.
Swallowing hard, you held your phone up to your ear and whispered. “Hello?”
“Hey.”
A breath you didn’t know you had been holding in escaped from your lips, having you shut your eyes and process his voice. It was funny, how just one inconsequential word from a single person could change your entire disposition.
“Jaemin? Are you okay?”
He hummed in response. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I might be a little tipsy though.”
You could just imagine him right then, a glass being gripped loosely by his fingers, leaning against some wall as he spoke to you over the phone. The image was enough that you slipped out of your bed and pacing about your room as quietly as you could, restless.
“Oh. Um, don’t drink too much.”
He chuckled, a sound so familiar yet so distant to you. “I won’t, don’t worry.” 
Jaemin liked alcohol, you knew this much. He liked the way it would slowly hit his head and render him more easy going than he already was, causing that pretty smile of his to show more liberally. You were well versed with everything about him, from his walk to the way his eyes would express everything he was thinking, the slightly changes making themselves completely obvious for you,
The two of you had been so in tune with each other. Sometimes, you forgot how easy that made it for it all to fall apart.
“Okay.” You weren’t really sure where you were supposed to go with this conversation anymore. “Do you need something?”
“Not really.”
“Then….then why did you call me?” Bewilderment crept into your voice as clear as day. If you were in front of him right then, perhaps he would have teased you, tucking your hair behind your ear and muttering something about how cute you were. 
He stayed silent for a moment. “I just wanted to hear your voice.”
You stopped your pacing, coming to a standstill as his words settled over you. In the silence of the night, you were almost too aware of the way your heart rate increased ever so slightly.
Yunjin was right. There was hardly ever a time where your best friend’s advice wasn’t spot on, but this time you found yourself wishing you had complied and actually blocked him like she had suggested you do. Maybe then you wouldn’t have found yourself in such a position. 
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coming soon. | lebrookestore 2024
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disclove · 1 month
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hi guys disclove is active again
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disclove · 5 months
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disclove · 5 months
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i forgot about this account.
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disclove · 7 months
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✶NCT 2023✶
Baggy Jeans / Golden Age ​​
Kangaroo ​​​/ Alley Oop ​​
PADO / The BAT
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disclove · 7 months
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men w fluffy hair. and glasses. do a lil smt to me.
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disclove · 8 months
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me watching winformation again and lowkey crying
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disclove · 8 months
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nct u — baggy jeans
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disclove · 9 months
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waiting patiently for riize to debut 😁🤞🤲🤲🤲
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disclove · 9 months
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[21:25] "you say i don't care about you, but that's a damn lie. i care about you, you're really the only person i've ever cared about so much," she reads, midway through the letter that yangyang had dropped into her bag days ago—that she hadn't found in the mess of her bag until just a few hours ago.
"i don't just like you. it's not just a crush. i really, really care about you."
tears began trickling down her cheeks. and it wasn't the silent type of crying either. it was the type of crying where your lower lip starts trembling, forming a deep frown as your vision blurs, where your nose fills with snot and you suddenly feel like you can't breathe.
if only yangyang knew that she had liked him too. she wanted to scream, knowing that it was her fault for being so distant to everyone emotionally.
but he was on a plane to germany right now, and she knew that there was a big chance she'd never see him again, and that she'd never meet someone quite like him again.
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