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Lazy morning.
Wonwoo x reader Synopsis: just a soft thought/drabble thingy with wonwoo. Warnings: like one kiss? And it's just fluff.
Soft morning light peeked through the blinds, painting delicate stripes across Wonwoo's slumbering face. You, already awake, watched him with a silent smile.
His brow was furrowed in the slightest frown. Yet, the peaceful rise and fall of his chest brought a wave of calmness over you.
A stray lock of hair fell across his forehead, and you reached out instinctively, tucking it back behind his ear with a gentle touch.
"Good morning." you whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his cheek.
The kiss, however faint, was enough to stir him. He blinked sleepily, a slow smile spreading across his face as his eyes met yours.
"Morning." he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.
He stretched languidly, his arms reaching out as if searching for you. You obliged, snuggling closer for a moment before pushing yourself to get up for the day.
But a hand snaked around your waist, pulling you back into his embrace.
He pulled you closer, his arms wrapping around you like a warm blanket. The simple act sent a shiver down your spine. "Don't go." he murmured, his voice raspy.
You snuggled back into him, embracing his warmth. "Why, is everything okay?" You asked, your voice laced with concern.
Wonwoo nuzzled his head into your hair. "It is now," he mumbled. "It's off today, we're all taking a break."
Relief washed over you. Knowing he wouldn't have to rush off to work filled you with a sense of contentment. This past month had been a whirlwind, and knowing him and the boys were finally free to relax brought a smile to your face.
Besides they rarely had lazy days together anymore, and the thought of spending one with him, with no schedules or deadlines, made your heart sing.
"So, what do you want to do today?" He asked, resting his head on the crook of your neck, sighing softly.
"How about," you murmured, your voice drowsy, "we don't do anything at all?"
Wonwoo smiled. "Sounds perfect to me." he agreed, pulling the covers over you.
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mingoooossii · 9 days
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ATEEZ as tiny pocket persons.
warnings: none. A/n: i had to get this off my system. i was dying imagining this yo.Well, hope u enjoy reading this nonetheless.
Hongjoong.
• he's quiet and reserved when he's in public.
• sometimes you even forget he's there cuz he's so quiet.
• he just be chilling.
• though once you're indoors, he gets goofy.
• you always tease him about it and he gets so red everytime.
• he has THE cutest smile EVER.
• he's so so so precious when he smiles that you'll do the most stupid shit just so u can see him smile.
• this is rare but at times he rambles about stuff that he's been interested in lately.
• and you love it when he does that. It's just so nice seeing him excited about something.
Seonghwa.
• calm and sweet.
• you know how u have like an angel and a devil on your shoulders?
• he's the angel (though his devil side shows itself once in a while 😇)
• he acts like your personal to do list like 'oh you forgot something for your grocery?' Well worry not, he has it all memorised.
• comforts you when u have a bad day.
• one time you bought him one of those mini lego sets and now, he bugs you to buy one every time a new one drops.
• and you do, every single time cuz you love him :) (and u love seeing him get so happy everytime u do)
Yunho.
• a little ball of sunshine.
• he always just peeks out from your pocket, greeting and waving at random people.
• he just emits positive energy.
• you cannot help but smile whenever he's around.
• he loves going outside to explore and try new things.
• though his favourite activity has to be when he games with you.
• he giggles whenever he wins a match.
• so at times you purposely let him win so you could hear his cute giggle.
Yeosang.
• he's a shy one and so CUTE😭
• no seriously you're always gushing over him cuz he's so cute and he gets so shy.
• literally the cutest sight ever.
• he's sweet and always helps you with stuff (though beware he can get quite fussy at times.)
• he love love LOVES it when you buy him little trinkets.
• his favourite is a little doberman keychain thingy that you won for him at a claw machine.
• shows it off every chance he gets.
• he's adorable.
San.
• he's like a cat.
• he acts more like a cat than an actual cat.
• he's always around you.
• if he's not in your pocket then he's on your hand, your shoulder or just anywhere near you.
• also loud.
• he gets loud and giggly when he's happy which is, all the time.
• so if it's a little too quiet around you, then you know something's wrong.
• he's pouty when he's upset. He gets even more clingy, if that's possible.
• also possessive.
• death glares anyone who tries to be a lil too close to you.
• but it's okay, he calms down after you pat his head a little. Que a smiley San!
Mingi.
• he's a clumsy one.
• one time he almost fell out of your pocket because he couldn't sit still.
• infinite energy.
• he's always dancing and singing or just jumping around when he's happy.
• you can't go outside without him drawing people's attention :)
• so you bought him one of those small squishy plushies and he LOVES it.
• he moves around a lot less now as he's always hugging the plushie.
• brings it with him literally everywhere he goes cuz "you bought it for me!" he says.
Wooyoung.
• loud and giggly.
• extra emphasis on loud because seriously, the house is never quiet.
• he's always giggling or just rambling about random stuff.
• what a cutie.
• possessive pt.2
• he's very VERY possessive.
• one time bro almost bit someone's finger cuz they accidentally touched you 😭
• chaotic.
• do NOT leave him alone with San or Mingi.
• he will wreck havoc.
• he also LOVES affection. He'll be hugging you the moment he gets a chance.
• also quite sassy.
• he WILL sass you if u were to do something stupid but it's okay, he still loves you.
Jongho.
• another quiet one.
• he's acts tough and quiet when you're out in public but gets giggly once you're inside.
• he tells you about random things he learnt or something he finds fascinating.
• and it is pretty interesting.
• a prankster.
• he pranks you at times and laughs his ass off cuz u fall for it every. single. time!
• also a good listener.
• he always knows when you're having a bad day and listens to ur vents.
• If you don't wanna talk abt it, that's fine too. He has great advice.
• he's not too prone to affection but he'll hug you once in a while when u least expect it.
• he's too cute 😞
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mingoooossii · 10 days
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ATEEZ as tiny pocket persons.
warnings: none. A/n: i had to get this off my system. i was dying imagining this yo.Well, hope u enjoy reading this nonetheless.
Hongjoong.
• he's quiet and reserved when he's in public.
• sometimes you even forget he's there cuz he's so quiet.
• he just be chilling.
• though once you're indoors, he gets goofy.
• you always tease him about it and he gets so red everytime.
• he has THE cutest smile EVER.
• he's so so so precious when he smiles that you'll do the most stupid shit just so u can see him smile.
• this is rare but at times he rambles about stuff that he's been interested in lately.
• and you love it when he does that. It's just so nice seeing him excited about something.
Seonghwa.
• calm and sweet.
• you know how u have like an angel and a devil on your shoulders?
• he's the angel (though his devil side shows itself once in a while 😇)
• he acts like your personal to do list like 'oh you forgot something for your grocery?' Well worry not, he has it all memorised.
• comforts you when u have a bad day.
• one time you bought him one of those mini lego sets and now, he bugs you to buy one every time a new one drops.
• and you do, every single time cuz you love him :) (and u love seeing him get so happy everytime u do)
Yunho.
• a little ball of sunshine.
• he always just peeks out from your pocket, greeting and waving at random people.
• he just emits positive energy.
• you cannot help but smile whenever he's around.
• he loves going outside to explore and try new things.
• though his favourite activity has to be when he games with you.
• he giggles whenever he wins a match.
• so at times you purposely let him win so you could hear his cute giggle.
Yeosang.
• he's a shy one and so CUTE😭
• no seriously you're always gushing over him cuz he's so cute and he gets so shy.
• literally the cutest sight ever.
• he's sweet and always helps you with stuff (though beware he can get quite fussy at times.)
• he love love LOVES it when you buy him little trinkets.
• his favourite is a little doberman keychain thingy that you won for him at a claw machine.
• shows it off every chance he gets.
• he's adorable.
San.
• he's like a cat.
• he acts more like a cat than an actual cat.
• he's always around you.
• if he's not in your pocket then he's on your hand, your shoulder or just anywhere near you.
• also loud.
• he gets loud and giggly when he's happy which is, all the time.
• so if it's a little too quiet around you, then you know something's wrong.
• he's pouty when he's upset. He gets even more clingy, if that's possible.
• also possessive.
• death glares anyone who tries to be a lil too close to you.
• but it's okay, he calms down after you pat his head a little. Que a smiley San!
Mingi.
• he's a clumsy one.
• one time he almost fell out of your pocket because he couldn't sit still.
• infinite energy.
• he's always dancing and singing or just jumping around when he's happy.
• you can't go outside without him drawing people's attention :)
• so you bought him one of those small squishy plushies and he LOVES it.
• he moves around a lot less now as he's always hugging the plushie.
• brings it with him literally everywhere he goes cuz "you bought it for me!" he says.
Wooyoung.
• loud and giggly.
• extra emphasis on loud because seriously, the house is never quiet.
• he's always giggling or just rambling about random stuff.
• what a cutie.
• possessive pt.2
• he's very VERY possessive.
• one time bro almost bit someone's finger cuz they accidentally touched you 😭
• chaotic.
• do NOT leave him alone with San or Mingi.
• he will wreck havoc.
• he also LOVES affection. He'll be hugging you the moment he gets a chance.
• also quite sassy.
• he WILL sass you if u were to do something stupid but it's okay, he still loves you.
Jongho.
• another quiet one.
• he's acts tough and quiet when you're out in public but gets giggly once you're inside.
• he tells you about random things he learnt or something he finds fascinating.
• and it is pretty interesting.
• a prankster.
• he pranks you at times and laughs his ass off cuz u fall for it every. single. time!
• also a good listener.
• he always knows when you're having a bad day and listens to ur vents.
• If you don't wanna talk abt it, that's fine too. He has great advice.
• he's not too prone to affection but he'll hug you once in a while when u least expect it.
• he's too cute 😞
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mingoooossii · 10 days
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ATEEZ as tiny pocket persons.
warnings: none. A/n: i had to get this off my system. i was dying imagining this yo.Well, hope u enjoy reading this nonetheless.
Hongjoong.
• he's quiet and reserved when he's in public.
• sometimes you even forget he's there cuz he's so quiet.
• he just be chilling.
• though once you're indoors, he gets goofy.
• you always tease him about it and he gets so red everytime.
• he has THE cutest smile EVER.
• he's so so so precious when he smiles that you'll do the most stupid shit just so u can see him smile.
• this is rare but at times he rambles about stuff that he's been interested in lately.
• and you love it when he does that. It's just so nice seeing him excited about something.
Seonghwa.
• calm and sweet.
• you know how u have like an angel and a devil on your shoulders?
• he's the angel (though his devil side shows itself once in a while 😇)
• he acts like your personal to do list like 'oh you forgot something for your grocery?' Well worry not, he has it all memorised.
• comforts you when u have a bad day.
• one time you bought him one of those mini lego sets and now, he bugs you to buy one every time a new one drops.
• and you do, every single time cuz you love him :) (and u love seeing him get so happy everytime u do)
Yunho.
• a little ball of sunshine.
• he always just peeks out from your pocket, greeting and waving at random people.
• he just emits positive energy.
• you cannot help but smile whenever he's around.
• he loves going outside to explore and try new things.
• though his favourite activity has to be when he games with you.
• he giggles whenever he wins a match.
• so at times you purposely let him win so you could hear his cute giggle.
Yeosang.
• he's a shy one and so CUTE😭
• no seriously you're always gushing over him cuz he's so cute and he gets so shy.
• literally the cutest sight ever.
• he's sweet and always helps you with stuff (though beware he can get quite fussy at times.)
• he love love LOVES it when you buy him little trinkets.
• his favourite is a little doberman keychain thingy that you won for him at a claw machine.
• shows it off every chance he gets.
• he's adorable.
San.
• he's like a cat.
• he acts more like a cat than an actual cat.
• he's always around you.
• if he's not in your pocket then he's on your hand, your shoulder or just anywhere near you.
• also loud.
• he gets loud and giggly when he's happy which is, all the time.
• so if it's a little too quiet around you, then you know something's wrong.
• he's pouty when he's upset. He gets even more clingy, if that's possible.
• also possessive.
• death glares anyone who tries to be a lil too close to you.
• but it's okay, he calms down after you pat his head a little. Que a smiley San!
Mingi.
• he's a clumsy one.
• one time he almost fell out of your pocket because he couldn't sit still.
• infinite energy.
• he's always dancing and singing or just jumping around when he's happy.
• you can't go outside without him drawing people's attention :)
• so you bought him one of those small squishy plushies and he LOVES it.
• he moves around a lot less now as he's always hugging the plushie.
• brings it with him literally everywhere he goes cuz "you bought it for me!" he says.
Wooyoung.
• loud and giggly.
• extra emphasis on loud because seriously, the house is never quiet.
• he's always giggling or just rambling about random stuff.
• what a cutie.
• possessive pt.2
• he's very VERY possessive.
• one time bro almost bit someone's finger cuz they accidentally touched you 😭
• chaotic.
• do NOT leave him alone with San or Mingi.
• he will wreck havoc.
• he also LOVES affection. He'll be hugging you the moment he gets a chance.
• also quite sassy.
• he WILL sass you if u were to do something stupid but it's okay, he still loves you.
Jongho.
• another quiet one.
• he's acts tough and quiet when you're out in public but gets giggly once you're inside.
• he tells you about random things he learnt or something he finds fascinating.
• and it is pretty interesting.
• a prankster.
• he pranks you at times and laughs his ass off cuz u fall for it every. single. time!
• also a good listener.
• he always knows when you're having a bad day and listens to ur vents.
• If you don't wanna talk abt it, that's fine too. He has great advice.
• he's not too prone to affection but he'll hug you once in a while when u least expect it.
• he's too cute 😞
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mingoooossii · 1 month
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TXT
Soobin.
Yeonjun.
Beomgyu.
Taehyun.
Kai.
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mingoooossii · 1 month
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Ferris wheel.
Joshua x reader. Synopsis: He's just so pretty. Warnings: Fluff, kisses and Ferris wheel (?) A/n: I just had to write for him.
The Ferris Wheel carried them steadily upwards, the amusement park sprawled out beneath them like a miniature world of flashing lights and joyful screams. Joshua, usually a whirlwind of energy on stage, leaned back against the plush seat, a rare moment of peace washing over him. His eyes were closed, a content sigh escaping his lips as he basked in the quiet hum of the machinery and the gentle swaying of the pod.
You watched him, a soft smile gracing your lips. He looked so different, so serene, without the usual stage makeup and the carefully styled hair.
The sunlight filtering through the leaves cast a warm glow on his features, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline and the way his eyelashes fanned out against his cheek. He was breathtakingly beautiful. In that moment, something tugged at your heartstrings.
The silence stretched between them, a comfortable quiet that spoke volumes. Suddenly, an irresistible urge overwhelmed you. Leaning closer, you brushed a stray strand of hair from his forehead, your touch sending shivers down his spine. His eyes fluttered open, meeting yours with a jolt of surprise.
Before he could speak, you surprised him by leaning in and planting a quick kiss on his lips. It was a fleeting touch, a feather-soft whisper against his skin.
A blush crept up his neck, dusting his cheeks with a rosy hue. He looked adorable, caught off guard by your spontaneous gesture.
"Y/n," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.
A giggle escaped your lips. "Sorry." you said, though there was no apology in your voice. "You were just so… pretty. I couldn't help myself."
Joshua chuckled, shaking his head but unable to hide the smile tugging at his lips. "Pretty?" he echoed, a playful grin tugging at his lips.
You met his gaze, your own sparkling with mischief. "Unbelievably pretty." you confirmed, leaning in closer. Before he could react, you pressed another quick, chaste kiss on his lips.
Joshua's breath hitched, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He stared at you, mesmerized, the world outside a hazy blur.
A blush bloomed on your cheeks, but your eyes held a newfound confidence. "There." you said, a triumphant note in your voice. "See? I couldn't resist."
Joshua chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down your spine. "Well," he began, his voice husky, "that changes things a bit, doesn't it?"
He leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. "Maybe I should show you something even prettier then." he murmured, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.
Your heart sped up. "Oh yeah? And what might that be?"
He leaned back slightly, a slow, playful smile spreading across his face. As the Ferris wheel reached its peak, offering a breathtaking panoramic view of the city glittering below.
Joshua tilted his head and captured your lips in a kiss. It was a soft kiss, filled with a tenderness that sent a jolt of electricity through you. In that moment, suspended high above the world, the noise and chaos faded away, leaving only the warmth of his touch and the silent promise of a love that bloomed amidst the bright lights and screaming fans.
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mingoooossii · 1 month
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BAE’S ATEEZ FIC RECS!!
(All are SFW)
Ot8!/Poly
Hello Princess by @yessa-vie
You are our home by @starillusion13
Hongjoong
One of the guys by @kittykat-25
Black Rose by @orshii
Undying bonds by @edenesth
Seonghwa
One day at a Time by @edenesth
Undying bonds by @edenesth
Yunho
LIKE YOU WANNA BE LOVED by @yessa-vie
The Cat and Dog game by @makeitmingi
EYES DON’T LIE by @seonghwaddict
Guerilla by @sorryimananti-romantic
Yeosang
Sweeter than Honey by @bvidzsoo
All about you by @starillusion13
San
A Broken Routine by @vampzity
Must be Love by @itstheghostofmypast
San’s Lucky Charm by @itstheghostofmypast
Mingi
But you by @sweetiestokkie
Love you, forever by @bvidzsoo
Cuddles and pancakes by @mingoooossii
Wooyoung
247 by @yothangie
Girlboss by @itstheghostofmypast
A Quiet Woo by @itstheghostofmypast
Jongho
You are my Everything by @vampzity
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mingoooossii · 1 month
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SEVENTEEN
Seungcheol.
Jeonghan.
Joshua.
Ferris wheel.
Junhui.
Soonyoung.
Wonwoo.
Lazy morning.
Jihoon.
Seokmin.
Mingyu.
Minghao.
Seungkwan.
Vernon.
Chan.
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mingoooossii · 1 month
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Paper rings.
Wooyoung x reader
Synopsis: woo and paper rings ig.sorry idk. Warnings: reader is sick though it isn't mentioned what kind of illness. Slight angst. Overall it's fluff. Ig hurt/comfort?
A/n: it's not like I'm obsessed with hospitals or anything.
"Tada!" Wooyoung exclaimed as burst into your hospital room. A wide grin stretched across his face, his eyes sparkling with a childlike excitement.
"Look, i made you another one! " he exclaimed, his voice barely containing his enthusiasm. In his hand, he held a brandishing a new creation – a vibrant paper ring, meticulously folded and adorned with tiny origami cranes. "It even has your favorite lucky symbol!"
You propped up against the pillows, offered a wan smile. Your hair, once vibrant, was now wispy and thin, framed by a stark white headscarf. Yet, your eyes still held the same spark of mischief that Wooyoung knew and loved.
"Woo, you spoil me." you teased, voice slightly raspy.
His grin faltered slightly. Your usual adornment, the mismatched paper ring he'd made weeks ago, was absent. A childish whine escaped him. "Hey, where'd the other one go?"
Your smile softened. "Oh, that one? I, uh, took it off when I went to the bathroom earlier. Didn't want to get it wet." You explained, a hint of self-consciousness in your voice.
Wooyoung's eyes softened. He knew the real reason. He knew how much you treasured his little creations. He'd seen the way you'd carefully placed the ring on your bedside table before falling asleep the night before.
Taking the new ring, he carefully slipped it on your delicate finger, the paper cool against your skin.
A lump formed in his throat. He wasn't naive. The harsh reality of your condition loomed large, a constant shadow they both acknowledged with a silent understanding.
Yet, in that moment, he pushed the darkness aside. He squeezed your hand gently. "Don't worry about that, silly. I can make you a hundred more if you want."
He may not have been able to take away your illness, but he could fill your time with laughter, with the simple joy of their friendship. He would be your rock, your confidant, your source of strength, as long as you needed him.
He continued his charade, pulling out a marker and another sheet of paper. "Alright, choose your colors, sunshine. We've gotta adorn your fingers with a whole rainbow!"
A weak giggle escaped your lips as you pointed at your favorite shades. As Wooyoung set to work, meticulously crafting another paper ring, a silent vow echoed in his heart.
He knew the road ahead would be difficult, but as long as he could make you smile, even for a fleeting moment, he would keep fighting, keep creating their own little world and make sure your days were filled with as much laughter and love as possible.
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mingoooossii · 2 months
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Main blog: @lexeees I'm much more active there yo COME TALK TO ME ♡⁠♡
MASTERLISTS.
ATEEZ. XDINARY HEROES.
SEVENTEEN. EPEX.
VERIVERY. E'LAST.
P1HARMONY. TXT.
POW. TNX.
CRAVITY. NCT.
SOLOISTS.
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mingoooossii · 2 months
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Ateez
Hongjoong
Amnesia.
Seonghwa.
Yunho.
Love.
Yeosang.
San.
Sight.
Mingi.
Cuddles and pancakes.
Wooyoung.
Paper rings.
Jongho.
OT8
ateez as tiny pocket persons.
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mingoooossii · 2 months
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Sight.
San x reader. Synopsis: Reader sees for the first time. Warnings: Bsf!San and It's just fluff.
Your world had always been filled with sounds and textures. Laughter had a warm lilt, your mom's voice a comforting hum, and San, your best friend since kindergarten, a constant presence by your side. For seventeen years, you'd known him only through touch, smell – the faint citrus of his aftershave – and the stories etched into the landscape of their experiences.
Then came the surgery. A groundbreaking procedure, a lifetime of hopes resting on those delicate instruments.
Your heart hammered a frantic rhythm against your ribs as the doctor, a kind crease etched around his eyes, began to unwind the bandages. Years, a lifetime of darkness, and now, on the cusp of seeing for the first time, fear warred with an electrifying anticipation.
You squeezed your eye lids shut, a surge of panic threatening to consume you. What if it hurt? What if...
"You'll be fine, I'm right here." His voice came, gentle, your only anchor in the sea of unknowns. At your request, San was knelt before your chair, his face directly in your line of sight, his hand gripping yours tightly.
You squeezed his hand back, a silent oath. Then, with a slow, practiced touch, the doctor peeled the bandages away.
For a moment, there was only a blinding white, an emptiness more overwhelming than the darkness you'd known. You blinked, your vision fuzzy and fragmented. Shapes swam in and out of focus – the white walls, a glint of chrome, the blurry outline of a figure before you.
"Sannie?" You croaked, voice thick with emotion.
"Here." he said, his voice barely a whisper.
And then, slowly, clarity began to bloom. The figure resolved into San, his brow furrowed with concern, his eyes reflecting the stark light of the room.
But it wasn't just the shape you saw. It was the color – dark that swirled with a thousand unspoken emotions, crinkled at the corners as he smiled.
A single tear escaped, tracing a glistening path down your cheek. In that moment, a thousand unspoken emotions washed over you. Relief. Wonder. Gratitude.
San, his own eyes glistening, didn't hesitate. He opened his arms, and you with a sob that wracked your entire body, buried your face in his shoulder.
He held her close, a silent pillar of strength in the face of this overwhelming new world.
In that moment, words were unnecessary. It wasn't just the joy of sight that overwhelmed you but the sheer miracle of experiencing the world with all its nuances, its beauty, and its overwhelming emotion.
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mingoooossii · 2 months
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Amnesia
Hongjoong x reader Synopsis: Hongjoong watches his love fall for someone else. Warnings: amnesia, reader gets into an accident,hurt no comfort, angst , reader kinda oblivious.abrupt timeskips and rushed ending cuz I suck at structuring. A/n: brain stuff is not accurate obviously. Don't take it seriously.
"I should probably get going." You said, slinging your bag over your shoulder.
They'd spent the day sprawled on his dorm room floor, a whirlwind of laughter, shared kisses and remnants of half eaten snacks. Hongjoong's chest tightened.
He wanted to offer to drive you home, but the melody playing in his head, the one he'd been struggling to capture for days, clawed at him. He knew this was it, his chance to finally get it down.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice betraying his reluctance. "It's getting late."
You smiled reassuringly, nodding your head. "It's okay. I'll just take a cab. So just focus on your project, okay? I know you're in the zone right now."
"Okay." he conceded, forcing a smile. "Call me when you get home, alright?"
You leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his lips. "Of course." you whispered, your voice laced with affection. Then, with a final wave, you slipped out the door, leaving the room feeling strangely empty, a strange sense of foreboding clinging onto him.
He sighed, shaking it off, focusing on the melody that now flowed freely, the guilt momentarily forgotten in the throes of creation.
Time blurred as Hongjoong dove headfirst into his production. Then, the phone rang. An unfamiliar number flashed on the screen. His heart lurched as he answered, a cold dread seeping into his bones.
The voice on the other end, tight with urgency, shattered his world. "Hello, Mr...Joongie? This is the city hospital. Your partner..."
The words blurred into a cacophony of noise. You. Hospital. Accident. The details drifted in and out, his mind struggling to grasp the reality unfolding before him. He dropped the phone, the sound of its clatter barely registering as the weight of his unspoken fear crushed him.
Guilt, a suffocating wave, washed over him. He should have insisted on taking her home. He should have listened to his gut, ignored his own schedule. Every beat of his heart echoed with the unspoken words, a relentless beat of "what ifs" and "I should have's."
He scrambled to his feet, a primal urge to reach her consuming him. He threw on his jacket, the familiar melody of his unfinished song filling the room with a cruel irony.
The drive to the hospital was a blur, every passing second an eternity. He replayed their day together in his mind, every shared laugh, every touch, a painful reminder of what could be lost.
Reaching your room, he found you unconscious, pale skin stark against the white sheets. Machines beeped rhythmically, a constant reminder of the fragile thread connecting you to life.
The doctor, a gentle woman with a tired expression, entered soon after. "They're stable now." she said, her voice a beacon of hope in the storm of his emotions. "The injuries were bad but they made it time. They'll survive, don't worry."
Relief filled his chest as he sank into the chair beside you, his hand reaching out to grasp yours, cold and unresponsive. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring the image of your peaceful face. "Y/n" he choked out, his voice barely a whisper. "Y/n, please wake up."
He stayed by your side, holding your hand, willing you to wake up. Hours passed by, a blur of unanswered questions and gnawing fear.
Finally, when the first rays of dawn painted the sky, your eyelids fluttered open.Relief washed over him, but as your eyes focused on him, a shard of ice pierced right through his heart.
"Who…who are you?" you asked, your voice weak and unfamiliar.
Hongjoong's breath hitched in his throat as the world stilled around him. He forced a smile, his voice tight with unshed tears. "Y/n it's me, Hongjoong. Your boyfriend."
But your brow furrowed, the confusion deepening, pulling your hand back, away from his. You shook your head, voice barely a whisper. "I never met you before..."
Dread filled his being. Surely, it was a cruel joke, right? He reached for your hand, to which you responded with avoidance, a harsh sting to his heart.
At the same time, the door creaked open, the doctor entering with a grim expression. Hongjoong's head snapped towards the doctor. A professional, she could definitely fix this, right?
The doctor stopped him before he could say anything, ushering him to outside.The moment they stepped outside, he launched into a frantic explanation, his words tumbling over each other.
"We ran an MRI." the doctor began, her voice low. "There's some swelling in the hippocampus from the impact which usually leads to..."
The doctor's words hung in the air, heavy and unwelcome. "Amnesia." she said, her voice a low murmur. "It's best to take things slow. Don't overwhelm them. Don't force them to remember. Let them rediscover themself at their own pace."
He nodded numbly. Forcing anything could cause further harm. He peered through the window, seeing your fragile form nestled in the bed, your eyes closed.
A deep breath steadied him. He had to be strong. For you.
With a deep breath, he entered the room.
You looked up, eyes still tinged with confusion. In them, he saw a flicker of wariness, another sting.
"I… I'm sorry." he stammered, forcing a smile that felt foreign on his face. "I must have misspoken earlier. I meant boyfriend as in guy friend. Just friends. I came to check on you after I heard about the accident."
The lie tasted bitter on his tongue, but it was necessary. He couldn't risk causing you further distress. He sat beside you, keeping a safe distance, his gaze lingering on your face despite himself. He desperately wanted to reach out, to bridge the chasm that had formed between them.
"Oh, I see. I really misunderstood you." You chuckled lightly, your voice low. "I appreciate you being here and I'm sorry...i can't really remember anything right now."
He shook his head quickly. "No no, it's fine. It's not your fault..."
The silence that followed felt deafening. He racked his brain, desperately searching for something to say.
"I think I'll get you something to eat." he finally said, the words sounding hollow even to him. "You haven't eaten in hours, I'm sure you're hungry."
"You're right." You said, nodding, a flicker of gratitude crossing your features. "I am quite hungry. That would be nice, thank you."
He left the room, escaping the suffocating silence. Hongjoong leaned against the wall, his hand covering his face. Tears pricked at his eyes, the weight of the situation threatening to crush him. He grabbed a tray with hospital food, his heart sinking with each step back to the room.
Reaching back, he saw you scrolling through your phone, a ghost of a smile playing on your lips.
"These pictures…" you started, voice tinged with wonder. "We seem like really close friends."
The phone screen, a snapshot of their world, felt like a cruel taunt. Laughter from a beach trip, a goofy selfie from backstage during a concert, a picture of them intertwined under a blanket on the couch.
He forced himself to smile, a hollow echo of his usual warmth. "Yeah," he managed. "We are."
"Are you okay?" You asked, a hint of concern in your voice, noticing his expression. "You look... uncomfortable."
"I'm fine, it's just the antiseptic smell." He forced out a chuckle, placing the tray down beside you. "Eat now, it's bland but healthy. I'll buy you something delicious after you recover."
"If you say so." You nodded, smiling slightly, looking down at the food. "Fine, I'll put up with it for now."
Days turned into weeks, each visit to the hospital a journey into the unknown. He brought you flowers, books, recounted stories of their past, hoping to spark a flicker of recognition. A smile would grace your lips, but it was never directed at him, always a response to something else.
Sunlight streamed through the hospital window, casting patterns on the walls of your room. Hongjoong entered, doing a little jump at the sight of you, sat up in bed, a book in your lap, brow furrowed in concentration.
"Hongjoong!" You exclaimed, looking up after hearing the door, voice still weak but regaining its familiar lit "You're early today."
"Just finished up a session early." he replied, smiling slightly. Though, today, he wasn't alone.
"Oh, you brought someone with you," you noted, eyes shifting to the person who stood awkwardly by the door.
"Y/n, this is Chan." Hongjoong introduced, his voice light. "A friend from work."
Your eyes widened slightly as you met Chan's gaze. Your gaze lingered on Chan, taking in his easy smile and warm eyes. A blush crept up your cheeks, a reaction that sent a jolt through Hongjoong. It had been a long time since he'd seen that shy smile on your face, a smile once reserved solely for him.
"Chan, this is Y/n." Hongjoong introduced with a hint of forced cheer. "They're… a friend."
The word felt foreign, a bitter pill he had to swallow every time he visited. You oblivious to the internal storm brewing within him, offered Chan a shy smile. He, in turn, greeted you with genuine enthusiasm. "He mentioned you a couple of times. Nice to finally meet you!"
As they talked, a connection sparked between them. Chan with his easygoing nature and charm, managed to draw you out of your shell. Engaging in conversations, asking questions, your eyes sparkling with a glimmer of curiosity that had been absent before. Hongjoong watched, a maelstrom of emotions swirling within him.
The pang of jealousy, sharp and unexpected pierced Hongjoong's s chest. He knew it was absurd. Chan was a friend, completely unaware of their past, yet seeing you connect with him so easily felt like a betrayal.
As the visiting hours neared their end, Chan stood up, a warm smile on his face. "It was nice talking to Y/n." he said, his voice sincere. "I wish you a speedy recovery and I'll visit again soon."
You nodded, eyes sparkling with genuine warmth, replied. "Thank you and I'll look forward to it."
Chan nodded, offering you a smile before turning to Hongjoong. "I'll call when I get back." He said, patting him in the shoulder before leaving, shooting you a one last smile over his shoulder.
The moment he left, the room fell silent, the weight of the unspoken hanging heavy in the air.
"He seems like a nice guy." You said, breaking the silence, a small smile adorning your face.
In return, Hongjoong offered you a weak smile, feeling suffocated by a sense of alienation.
The following week, Hongjoong arrived at the hospital, his usual greeting dying in his throat. You weren't alone. Chan sat beside you, a comfortable silence hanging between them.
"What're you doing here?." Hongjoong mumbled, his voice thick with surprise and... uneasiness. "You didn't...tell me you were coming."
"Ah, right. I kind of forgot..." Chan looked up, his smile faltering slightly, seeming apologetic. "Y/n called me, saying that they didn't want to be alone."
Hongjoong's throat tightened. Call? You called Chan? Not him? You chose to call Chan over him. Him, who knew your every scar, every dream. He felt a cold dread pool in his stomach which only worsened, his gazing landing on your interwined hands above the blanket.
The casual touch, the shy smile – it was a scene he'd dreamt of for weeks, but with the wrong person playing his part.
"Joong?"
He snapped out of his thoughts, forcing himself to look away, up at your and Chan's concerned face.
"Oh." Hongjoong managed with a forced smile, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, that's…nice. It's nice to see you guys hangout."
He had been so focused on protecting her from the pain of lost memories. Had he inadvertently pushed her towards someone else?
His eyes flickered down again. The sight of Chan holding your hand. It felt unbearable as the realisation settled in. "I, uh, I just need to use the restroom. I'll be back in a minute." he lied, quickly making his escape.
He stood outside the bathroom door, the white tiles offering him no solace. The weight of his secret, the burden of their forgotten past, pressed down on him.
He knew he had to make a choice. Stay and watch their bond grow, a constant reminder of what he'd lost, or step back and hope that one day, when your memories returned, you might remember him, the one who loved you before the world faded to white.
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Love.
Yunho x reader
Synopsis: so reader gets shit from work and stuff happens and they make up.
Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, insecurities, fear of abandonment(?),self-hatred(kind of). fluff at the end and some kisses. Might be a Lil awkward since I can't do emotions. Also it's long, idk how many words but it's long. Typos maybe?
"Babe!"
The soft glow of the television flickered across the room as Yunho entered.
"Have you seen my hoodie? The grey on-"
But his question died in his throat as his gaze landed on his partner.
You sat huddled on the couch, the phone pressed tightly to your ear, brow furrowed in a picture of distress. Yunho's smile faded, concern gnawing at him.
He stepped closer, his voice soft. "Everything okay?"
You flinched at the sound of his voice, quickly ending the call. You took a deep breath, trying to mask your distress with a weak smile. "Yeah, just work stuff." you mumbled, avoiding his eyes.
Yunho wasn't convinced. He knew you better than that. Your "work stuff" rarely left you this visibly shaken. He sat beside you his hand hovering over yours, offering silent support.
"What happened?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.
You hesitated, then sighed, your shoulders slumping in defeat. "They called," you said, voice barely above a whisper. "About the project."
Yunho's stomach clenched. He remembered how much time and effort you had poured into your current project, how excited you were about it. His mind raced with possibilities, none of them pleasant.
"It's gone." you said, voice cracking. "Deleted. Apparently, a system glitch. And now I how to redo it in 3 days."
Anger sparked within Yunho. "That's ridiculous! It's not your fault, and expecting you to pull that off in that time…"
His words were cut short by a sharp look from you. "Don't." you snapped, your voice thick with unshed tears. "You wouldn't understand."
Yunho recoiled, his heart sinking. "What do you mean I wouldn't understand?" His tone softened, replaced by confusion.
Tears streamed down your face. "You're good at everything, Yunho." you whispered, voice laced with self-hatred. "You're talented, it's all natural to you. I'm not like that i..." You paused, wiping your tears away desperately.
"I'm not talented like you and... this is the one thing that I'm good at and...if I can't even do that, then what good am i?" You sobbed, wiping your face, frustrated at the non-stopping tears, breaking his heart further.
Your words hit him like a physical blow. He had never realized how you perceived him, or how it made you feel. The truth was, he admired your dedication, your resilience, the sheer amount of effort you poured into everything you did.
"That's not true..." Yunho started, a hint of desperation as he reached out to you. "You're wrong. You're much more than you think you-"
"I don't need you to appease me." You cut him off with a bitter tone, picking up your laptop. "Yunho, leave me alone." You looked away from him, reserving yourself to the office room. He watched as the door shut close with a sickening thud, resonating with his heartbeat.
Three days crawled by, each tick of the clock echoing the growing distance between them. You were a whirlwind of activity, fueled by adrenaline and exhaustion. Your eyes, once bright with passion, were now shadowed with determination, bordering on desperation. Meals were quick, silent affairs, your focus solely on the screen illuminating you.
The frustration gnawed at him, but he knew pushing wouldn't help. This was your battle, and you had to fight it your way. Instead, he chose to show his support in quieter ways.
He stocked the fridge with your favorite snacks, left a fresh mug of tea outside your door, and even attempted to fold a few stray shirts (with predictably disastrous results).
He knew deep down that you weren't shutting him out, you were shutting yourself in. All he could do was be the ground beneath your feet, a constant presence even when you couldn't see him.
'i did it...i actually did it!' Three days. After 72 excruciatingly long hours, you finally did it. You finally pushed back from your desk, your eyes stinging from exhaustion but a flicker of triumph lighting them. The project was done.
But the elation was short-lived, choked by the hollowness that echoed within you. Guilt, suffocating and heavy, settled on your chest. The memory of your cold words, the slammed doors, the silent treatment you had inflicted on him all came rushing back. Shame burned your cheeks. In your single-minded pursuit of finishing the project, you had pushed away the very person who loved and supported you the most.
With trembling legs, you walked towards the living room, your voice thick with fear and regret. "Yunho?" You called out, voice barely a whisper. Silence. You tried again, louder this time, voice laced with desperation. Still nothing.
He usually came back from the company at this time except for...today.
Then he left...you?
Panic clawed at your throat at the thought. Tears streamed down your face, carving hot tracks on your cold cheeks. You sank to your knees, the weight of your actions crushing your spirit.
'He finally had enough of your selfishness and left you..' Your mind spun, conjuring scenarios, each bleaker than the last. You sobbed into your hands, not noticing the door opening.
Yunho stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him. The grocery shopping took longer than he thought. He hummed a low tune as he walked into the living room, freezing when he spotted you, on the floor.
Panic settled within him at the racking sobs that escaped you. Dropping the bags, he was instantly by your side, cradling you into his arms. "Baby, what's wrong?"
Startled, you whirled around expecting the worst but instead, you found his concerned eyes.
Relief washed over you, a tidal wave threatening to drown you. But before you could speak, Yunho's face crumpled with worry, holding your face gently. "Honey, What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
His concern, so genuine and unwavering, broke the dam of your emotions. You collapsed into his arms, the sobs returning with renewed intensity. All the guilt, the fear, the shame poured out in a torrent of broken words. "I thought you left me..."
"Why would I leave you?" He asked, voice gently but you could see the confusion in his eyes.
''I thought you got sick of me and left." You sobbed, your voice barely a whisper. I'm so sorry for being so selfish and i pushed you away and I-"
Yunho cupped your face, cutting you off by pressing a kiss to your lips. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs. His gaze was soft, filled with love, so much love.
"I was worried sick, Y/n. " he admitted. "But I understand. You were going through so much, and I…" He paused, searching for the right words. "I just wanted to be there for you, but I pushed too hard. I should have listened more."
He held you tighter, his heart clenching at the fear in your embrace. "You must've panicked because I was late."
He pulled back, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering there. "I just went grocery shopping to stock up. I should've told you earlier, I'm sorry, love."
You looked into his eyes, searching for any hint of deceit, but all you saw was love and concern. Shame washed over you, hot and prickly. How could you have doubted him like this?
"I'm so sorry." you whispered, voice trembling. "I was awful. I shut you out, and then…my stupid thoughts…"
Yunho shook his head, cradling you close to him,his voice soft. "Don't apologize, it's not your fault. But I'm never letting you go through that again."
Yunho pulled back, gently stroking your hair, his eyes soft as he gazed at you. "But you really thought I was going to leave you? Never, you're stuck with me forever." He said, voice gentle yet firm. "You know how obsessed i am with you."
A choked laugh escaped your lips. "You're impossible." you mumbled, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.
Yunho grinned, holding you close. "Maybe. But I'm your impossible, and you're mine. That'll never change."
A weak smile adorned your face. "Promise?"you whispered, voice barely a breath.
"Promise!" He chuckled, pressing another kiss to your lips. "And that's a seal! Now..."
He swept you off your feet. "Let's get you something to eat. You haven't eaten properly these days."
As he carried you to the kitchen, the tension that had coiled within you began to unwind. The weight of your insecurities and fears vanishing entirely by the warmth of his presence and the unwavering certainty of his love.
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Cuddles and pancakes.
Synopsis: nothing really, just sleepy Mingi and cuddles ft. pancakes.
Warning: pancakes??Idk. Fluff and yeah, that's it.
A sliver of morning light crept through the blinds, painting stripes across the messy sheets. But Mingi wasn't basking in its warmth. Instead, he lay sprawled on the bed, arms crossed and a pout etched on his sleep-mussed face. Where was the warmth? Where was the soft snoring usually lulling him back to sleep?
He stumbled out of bed, grumbling like a sleepy bear, and padded towards the kitchen. There, bathed in the warm glow of dawn, he found you, humming merrily as you whipped up something in a pan.
"Hey." he mumbled, voice heavy with sleep and a little bit of whine "Isn't morning cuddle time?"
You turned to him, a playful smile dancing on your lips. "Almost, sleepyhead. We'll continue after you have something, I'm making pancakes"
Mingi lit up at that, wrapping his hands around you. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling the familiar scent of vanilla and lavender. "Fine...but you owe me extra long cuddles"
You chuckled, flipping a pancake with practiced ease. "Of course, of course. Wouldn't have it any other way." You slid a plate towards him, laden with fluffy goodness.
Mingi couldn't resist the golden lure. He opened his mouth, waiting for you to feed him.
You chuckled, scooping up a bite of pancake and held it up to his mouth. Mingi leaned in, taking an eager bite, smiling in content as he chewed.
"Does it taste good?"Mingi nodded rapidly, leaning in for another bite. You happily obliged, feeding him bite after bite.
Soon, the plate was empty, and Mingi's pout had faded, replaced by a contented smile. He pulled his partner close, nuzzling his face into your hair.
"Now, we cuddle." He swept you off your feet, carrying you bridal style towards the bed. You squealed in surprise, then laughed, the sound echoing through the room.
He gently put you on the soft comforter, burrowing beside you instantly. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, his chin resting on your chest. You snuggled closer, your fingers tracing patterns on his back.
"Happy now, cuddle bug?" You teased, voice laced with affection.
Mingi sighed contentedly, nuzzling closer. "Much happier." he mumbled, his voice muffled against your shirt.
They lay in comfortable silence for a while, the warmth of their bodies and the gentle rise and fall of their breaths creating a peaceful haven. His eyelids grew heavy, and sleep began to steal over him.
Just before drifting off, he felt a soft touch on his cheek. He looked up to see you gazing at him, your eyes filled with love and tenderness. "Sleep well, my love." You whispered, voice barely above a breath.
He smiled, his heart swelling with warmth. He closed his eyes, the sound of your heartbeat drifting him off to sleep, content in knowing that he was exactly where he belonged- in your arms.
You watched him sleep for a moment longer, a fond smile playing on your lips. Your hands touched his face, tracing over his features gently. Just one thought going through your mind.
'How did I get so lucky?'
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mingoooossii · 3 months
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Perfect Misery - Poly!GyuHan
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Words - 5.2K
Genre - Angst (was meant to be smut but I got carried away lmao)
Warning(s) - panic attack, self-doubt, GyuHan being idiots, Y/N also is an idiot, miscommunication i guess
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Somehow you’d gotten not one, but two beautiful men to fall in love with you. First came Mingyu, the lovable himbo that always had a dopey grin on his face and a bad joke on the tip of his tongue. Everything he did was endearing from the way he stood shirtless at the stove with a frying pan to how he tripped over the kitchen rug every time he walked past it. You were so completely in love with him that sometimes, you weren’t sure how to express it. It was fine, though; he understood what you meant every time you fumbled over those three little words.
Next came Jeonghan. In truth, the man had always been a little sceptical of you. You weren’t particularly good at hiding your interest in the two men, and his boyfriend seemed to be just as fond as you. The man had to sit and listen for hours as Mingyu talked about something cute you’d done in class that day all while keeping the deep-seated jealousy under control. It wasn’t until Mingyu invited you around to their home that he understood his boyfriend’s obsession with you. You were delicate and soft, pretty and sweet. It was like you filled the hole in their relationship, giving Jeonghan the femininity that Gyu was missing. You were perfect.
They were perfect too. Mingyu was a strong and dependable friend, who quickly adapted to being your strong and dependable lover. Jeonghan seemed to welcome you with open arms, taking care of you in ways that you never even knew you wanted. He’d get in certain foods he knew you liked, cut up fresh fruit for you when you were too immersed in studying to eat, wash your hair when you didn’t feel like showering. All in all, the two of them together seemed to complete you. You got everything you could ever want from a relationship.
Except for the title. In private, you were their girlfriend, but to their friends and family, you were just a friend who was staying with them for a while. Of course, you knew how little acceptance your relationship would receive in the outside world, but you had to admit that it hurt when you watched them be all boyfriend-y in public whilst you had to keep a wide birth to not give anything away. Each kiss that they shared in public became a stab through the heart for you.
Deep down, you knew that being jealous of your own boyfriends wasn’t healthy. Not for you, or them, or the whole relationship. But then again, insecurities weren’t something that would just disappear. They fester, growing in the dark of your mind until they decide to rear their ugly head, reminding you that you shouldn’t get too comfortable with yourself. Sometimes, your mind was your own worst enemy. 
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