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a brief, but final goodbye.

hello, everyone. this is admin juno, otherwise known as @jitaros. with a heavy heart, i am announcing the official closing of prism network. as you may have noticed, the once active and blooming network has become inactive to no fault of one’s own. this has led to the decision of archiving the network.

to our lovely members and staff, i want to personally thank you for making prism network what it was and is. each and every one of you brought unique colors to the network and i hope you continue blessing the world with them. please continue to support your fellow writers. thank you and i love you.

prism network, now signing off.

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Kiss the Cook – PJS

P: Jay x female reader | G: fluff, drabble | Inc: having breakfast together, domestic!au, established relationship, journalist!reader, gift giving, petnames | Wc: 437| W: food cw| R: G

Minnie's notes; let's all thank @koishua for providing me with the inspiration for this. also you're getting blond!jay in this.

Warm, hearty notes of Jay’s signature cooking had made its way to the bedroom as y/n finally started waking up, the summer sun making its presence more than well known. The morning was in full swing and a glance at the clock – a stark 10:30 in the morning – brought y/n out of bed and into their morning routine. It was the weekend, but there was nothing like a morning where y/n and Jay could enjoy each other’s presence without the overhanging reminder of work. Y/n’s routine was over quicker than she could account for – Jay’s cooking had that effect – and the journalist was dressed in a blouse and jeans and making her way downstairs faster than she could recite her company’s address.

Setting the last few things with a pleased smile on his face, Jay looked up with an owlish blink the moment he felt arms wrapped around his waist, turning his head to face y/n and smiling the moment he felt a kiss being pressed against his cheek. Clearing his hands and turning around, the blond squeaked when y/n had him pressed up against the dining table, her arms encasing him in.

Not that he was complaining.

“Hello there hot stuff~” Jay snorted.

“Good morning to you too darling~” closing the distance with a kiss, he pulled her to sit, taking a seat on the opposite end. A comfortable silence passing as the two went about eating breakfast, Jay reached for a box he had  hidden behind the fruit bowl.

“Y/n love? Look at me for a moment?”

“What is it Jay?” Her eyes widening as she caught sight of the box in Jay’s hands, y/n’s looked to her boyfriend with a pout, not a sound escaping her as he walked over and attached the necklace around her neck.

“This…you…when?” Words failing her as she rubbed her thumb over the necklace, y/n could feel her heart melting by the second, Jay’s proud grin only making her fall further and further in love with him – if it was even possible.

“You’ve been working really hard on that cover story, and I’m so, so grateful that I met you. I, I wanted to show my appreciation.” Admitting his reasoning and burying his face in his coffee cup, Jay peered over the edge of the ceramic, confused for a moment when y/n seemed to have all but vanished. Looking around, he chuckled when a very thankful y/n attached herself to his back in a hug, peppering the base of his neck in ‘thank you’ kisses.

“Have I told you how much I love you?”

“I don’t know, have you~?”

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jung sungchan x reader

mutual pining, fluff, actor au

977 words

rewrite of an old drabble

With working long hours, often filming the same scenes an upwards of fifty times or more for even just the smallest mistakes, you were almost dying for a break. So much so that even a quick water break to quench your thirst would suffice.

“Take five!” The slate clicked shut, and you sighed. Leaning back on your hands, mindlessly kicking the rocks beneath your feet, you slowly slipped out of character.

Beside you was your best friend, Sungchan. The two of you had been inseparable since the first project you worked on together, as kids. Your chemistry was undeniable. It was almost expected when the public unofficially petitioned for the both of you to work together more often. You thought that was totally fine; you always enjoyed working with Sungchan. He was your best friend, after all. He always makes the long days and nights working fun.

But the problem arises when you’re cast as love interests.

The thing is, you’ve been harboring a massive crush on him for many years now. Who wouldn’t? You’d try to reason with yourself that he’s everything someone could ever want. He’s tall, handsome, incredibly sweet, and admittedly the biggest dork you have ever met. So, it seemed natural that you had a crush on him at least once in your lifetime.

However, you figured it was all in vain, because how could he feel the same? You’re half of what he is, you thought. He would never look at you as anything other than the awkward little girl he’d come to know you as your whole life.

When first reading over the script, Sungchan was with you, like always. As soon as your scripts came in the mail, he ran straight to your house to look at it with you. As you both skimmed it, you made notes along the sides to remember, talking about the best ways to go about the scene. And upon realizing there was a kiss scene right in the middle, you let out the biggest gasp. At the time, you managed to play it off as being averse to kissing Sungchan, the boy who sneezed in his hands and wiped it on your jacket when you were sixteen years old. Not Sungchan, the man you were hiding your feelings from. Your romantic feelings.

Now that the time was here, you were unsure if you could film the scene. Surely you’re able to call in a stunt double, right? They do the things that are too dangerous for the actors, don’t they? Kissing your long time crush feels dangerous enough. You felt as if your heart was going to sink to your stomach and shoot right back up your throat.

A hand waved in your face, startling you and making you jump. “Hello? Can you come back to earth?”

Once your eyes focused, you were met with Sungchan’s concerned face only a few inches from yours. You lightly pushed him away and laughed it off. “Sorry, I spaced out.”

“For five whole minutes? It’s already time to film the scene.” He gestured to the director and camera crew watching expectantly. “You know, the kiss scene. The most anticipated scene in the series because I’m such a good kisser.”

You scoffed and shook your head.

Before you could offer a rebuttal, the director demanded your attention. “We’re on a tight schedule! Enough chit-chat, lovebirds.” You blushed, but it went unnoticed under the hot lights. “Sungchan, your character just realized he’s in love with his best friend after rejecting her. You chased her as she ran off and now that you’ve caught her, it’s time to kiss her.” With the quick recap of the scene, you both nodded along.

After a few moments of silence, the start of the scene was called with the clap of the slate. Snapping back into character, you began stomping away in the opposite direction. Sungchan’s footsteps were heard crunching the rocks under his feet as he followed closely behind you, begging you to listen to him. On a particularly dramatic swing of your arm, his hand wrapped around your wrist. He used this as leverage to twist your body and pull you into his embrace. And suddenly, he was kissing you.

His lips felt soft and plush against yours. Your heart started to skip a beat, fire starting in the center of your body and blooming out towards your fingertips. The script calls for a short, fleeting kiss, but neither of you pull away. You quickly find yourself lost in the feeling of his lips on yours, the faint scent of his cologne, and his hands holding you as if he was afraid you’d slip away. Subconsciously, you moved closer to him. Sungchan cupped your face, kissing you deeper. The kiss was soft and slow—so slow, it was almost as if the two of you were afraid to let the moment end.

And in a way, you were.

You wanted to pause time and kiss him until you got tired of it. How could you, though, when his lips meld perfectly with yours? All of your years spent pining led to this very moment, and you felt that it couldn’t be any more perfect. Sungchan must have felt the tension, too, with the way one hand dropped to your waist and pulled you even deeper into the kiss.

“Cut!” The tension between the two of you was sliced into pieces. “That was perfect! A bit much, but perfect. You two really interpreted the feelings flawlessly and made the scene so much better.”

Slowly, you and Sungchan pulled away from each other, ragged breaths mixing and hearts thumping wildly against your chest. With just one look, the two of you exchanged all of the words you ever wanted to say.

Of course you interpreted the feelings well—you felt them. You were living them.

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a love that lasts

PAIRING | s.coups x reader

IDOLS FEATURED | choi seungcheol, chwe hansol (mentioned)

WC | 2.7k

GENRE | angst

WARNINGS | explicit language, break-up, crying, mentions of an allergic reaction

SYNOPSIS | he knew that it was coming; that wasn’t what scared him. what frightened him the most was what would come after the separation. 

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-[Changbin; finally confessing to his male crush + the first date

P: Changbin x male reader | G: fluff, headcanon | Inc: first dates, confessions, café date, teasing from minsung, oh lord Changbin is in love | Wc: 550| W: food cw| R: G

Alright! First work with the new notebook!

That bit is more for me than anything else

But yes!

Changbin! Liking you!

You were always such a bright and charming presence in his life, realising that he had fallen in love with you wasn’t much of a surprise to him

Who wouldn’t fall in love with you, right?

He’s always either seeking your presence or asking about you amongst your mutual friends

Changes your name in his phone to ‘charming crush y/nie’ or smth along those lines

Puts up with minsung teasing the life out of him

Having a crush on you is worth it

He’s confident about his feelings for you

When he’s finalised a track, you’re the absolute first person he wants to listen to it

Your opinion really matters to him, even if you remind him for the nth time that he’s insanely talented

And at this point, Chan is watching the two of you like a proud father watching his son that Changbin is pretty much certain that his hyung will tell you about his crush before he does

So he needs to collect his excitement and invite you over before his hyungs beat him to the punch

The confession

My favourite bit!

Aight, so Changbin’ got everything planned out for the confession

He thinks

When you show up to the studio, oh god he has heart eyes for you

Coherent words? What’s that?

This man is blushing as he tries getting his confession out

But oh god you look amazing, and did your smile always look that charming?

He short-circuits when you giggle and call him cute

Changbin.exe has stopped responding

Forgets what he was going to say and whines about how fucking attractive you are

And then he lets it slip and omg this man is a walking strawberry what have you done to him—

Whines as you pull him into a hug, bc of course you return his feelings

But he was going to give you this big, charismatic speech and now he can’t because its out in the open

Help he’s so cute

So you tell him to do it again and this time it’s you with a blush and a shy grin

Y’all boyfriends now

No you can’t hear Chan’s quiet cheering from across the hall shush—

The first date

First date! First date! First date!

Changbin is fr bouncing off the walls rn

The biggest fat fucking grin on his face as he’s getting ready to see you

Bless Chan for getting him a few days off work

He picks you up and takes you to your favourite café

Proper café date, I’m living for the aesthetic rn

He makes you laugh sm omg he’s so endearing

Please

Your laugh is his serotonin

If he could record your laugh and save it on his computer, he would

In fact, he might just do that—

You two leave the café with permanent smiles on your faces

You walk through the street together and get some street food

One of those really sweet old ladies behind a stall calls you a sweet couple and Changbin’s heart swells with pride

Takes your hand in his and thanks the old lady while you’re flustered – happily flustered, of course

Best first date you could ask for

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-[Hongjoong; soft bf headcanon

P: Hongjoong x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, headcanon | Inc: dating joong, late-night coffee, your friends love him, cuddling | Wc: 358 | W: food/drink cw | R: G

You could honestly take the ‘headcanon’ bit out tbh

He probably is a soft bf irl

Look at this man and try to tell me that I’m wrong

Anyway, enough of me professing my love for this man

Tat’s not what you’re here for

Joong is a whole ass sweetheart, and he never fails to make your heart burst

Just the softest lover you could imagine

His home and lock screen are both either a candid picture of you or you posing with one of his self-crafted jackets

Which he knows you look absolutely fabulous in, btw

Just has those moments where he watches you do your thing and thanks everything holy that he met you

You are his muse now and forever

When you’re understanding of his ‘3am-but-creativity’ moods and make sure he eats

He wants to propose right there and then

Dates are late-night coffee runs, craft sessions where you make each other jewellery, painting each other’s nails and movie nights

He fits into your arms so well and after a packed schedule there is nothing he looks forward to more than getting his y/n cuddles

He’s usually not the biggest fan of skinship, but he absolutely loves when you take his hand in yours

Your friends love this man

Not even in a playfully-jokey type a way too

Everyone genuinely loves Hongjoong

In fact they probably warned you about hurting him

Which won’t ever happen, but you get the picture

Your family adopted him the day you brought him home

He absolutely loves when you play along with members

They’re his second family and it warms his heart to see you getting along with them so well

Seonghwa gives him one of those approving smiles and it’s decided from there

You’re the one for him

He brings you to the studio for a surprise and gives you his headphones

What could he possibly want you to—

Oh

He’s made a song for you

It’s all about you; from the day you two met, your first date and—

Yeah, you are never leaving this man

Dating Hongjoong is the best thing that’s ever happened to you

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between the clouds

PAIRING | felix x reader

IDOLS FEATURED | lee felix

WC | 1.5k

GENRE | angst, crumbling relationship

WARNINGS | smoking, explicit language, arguing, mentions of suicide & suicidal tendencies, blood, broken bones, description of a corpse [no one actually dies, this is just a daydream], “toxic” relationship, allusions to a future break-up

SYNOPSIS | on a rare day where you play hooky from work and felix has a day off, you wake up much too early and indulge in a habit that he hates.

A/N | this is my fic for the 24/8 collab hosted by @neo-shitty!! please check out the other fics, as they’re all by amazingly talented authors, and thank you to toffee especially for hosting such a lovely collaboration!!

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set the bar | choi jongho

genre: realistic fiction, romance

pairing: gn!reader x biker!jongho

description: Y/N’s attraction for the biker gang leader Jongho gets in the way of the friendship they have with surfers, but what’s the harm in a little bit of flirting?

word count: 2.6k

warnings: suggestive comments (once)

author’s note: jongho leather jacket brain go beep boop brrrrr. jongho beep boop brrrrrr

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perfect blue

PAIRING | jay x reader

IDOLS FEATURED | park jay, sim jake (mentioned), park sunghoon, shin yuna, choi yeonjun

WC | 10.1k

GENRE | angst, closure, non-idol au, soulmate au (you’re born seeing in only black and white, but see color once you meet your soulmate. likewise, your vision returns to black and white if your soulmate dies), grief, platonic love, open ending

WARNINGS | death, mentions of unhealthy coping mechanisms, explicit language, excessive alcohol consumption, crying, mentions of funerals and cemeteries

SYNOPSIS | your soulmate died in an accident two years ago. you remember how all of the color faded from your vision just as quickly his life had faded from his body, and you swore that you would never love again—what was the point? you’d already loved and lost your one and only. but then, quite coincidentally on the second anniversary of your one true love’s death, you meet an awkward man named jay who’s in the same situation as you, and much to your surprise, you begin to see in shades of blue rather than just gray—but only blue. 

A/N | this is my fic for the hues of love collab hosted by @seoulbinz​! please read the other fics listed in the masterlist (linked below) and give them all some love. also, i found that there aren’t many fics that deal with platonic love—i wanted this story to focus more on healing after grieving, rather than romance. also yes i know that no one talks like this irl and if they did it would be super annoying if they were that preachy but it’s just a story so shhhh.

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~ love is a music box ~

Pairing: cursed!jung jaehyun X fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Comfort

Warnings: crying, anxiety

Word Count: 1.2k

AN: Happy birthday to Sammie!! @0429a I'm sorry for making this late :( I've had the idea of writing this for a while now, and I wanted to write it for you! I hope you enjoy this story, and a happy belated birthday ❤️

I will tell you a story or unrequited love, a romance that could’ve ended better. Love that would have reciprocated on one side if the other had the chance - if he could express what he felt inside. If he had not been exiled into the confines of a music box for all of eternity.

There was once a man named Jung Jaehyun. His age was unknown; his birthplace - untalked of, his likes and dislikes - also not to anyone’s knowledge. Some people even questioned his existence. Years ago, they wondered whether or not it was truly possible to fall in love at first sight. But now, there was no doubt in the world that it was possible, and that it would be Jaehyun who made everyone who took as much as a glance become absolutely infatuated with him.

And soon, it was widely held that it was possible to fall in love more than once - with the same person. To fall for his charm, then his physique, his lips, his smirk, his stare, - his perfection. 

And they adored his voice, above all! They loved when he would sing aloud on the street during his morning walks and on his way back from work. Jaehyun blessed the neighbourhood with a merry morning call and pulled them in to sleep with a lullaby.

Jaehyun knew well of the countless eyes on him, and yet, he was never able to make a single emotional connection with anyone. He didn’t mind the appreciation of others, but he feared the opposite circumstance, if it came to be. He didn’t fear hatred - for he was as full of self love as he was with flowing compassion for others.

Jaehyun feared indifference - what life would be like if everyone’s perception of one another was not of admiration, nor of resent. If there was no perception at all. If nothing meant anything to anybody - not even his loved ones - not even the ones he meets on a regular basis. If he could contribute nothing to this world. 

Jaehyun feared that one day, he’d only be seen as a pretty face; that he’d only be heard as a pretty voice. He was afraid of not being observed for his potential, that his thoughts and beliefs would never be listened to.

And that made the man shudder by himself in his room. The thought shook Jaehyun awake one night. Frantically, he made his best efforts to reason with himself. “Do they just like the look of me?,” he murmured to himself. “Could I even make a single friend in my life?”. 

Eventually, he broke down, not knowing whether his self-talk was his denial or truth. “I just wish they’d stop gawking at me!”, his voice croaked. Jaehyun tried to snap out of his fear by calming down. He let the tears he had been holding fall down to his porcelain cheeks, onto his silk sheets and pillow - the ones who understood his struggle most of all.

It took a thousand clicks of the wall clock to lull his overwhelmed brain to sleep.

And one harsh, metal snap to wake him up.

Starting the next day, all of Jaehyun’s worries and anxieties became reality. He had lost all physical sensation and his entire body. His inhalations and exhalations were defined by the grinding of metal that echoed ever so slightly in the grand void of his surroundings.

“Am I dead?”

The man’s eyes widened. He did not say that. He knew he didn’t. He couldn’t even say anything, but it was as if his thoughts were occupying the hollow  confines of… whatever prison he was trapped in. His lingering thoughts rebounded in the space, getting louder this time, and driving him mad. He had no hands to block his ears, no body to curl himself into and keep him safe. 

He was entirely, completely vulnerable to himself.

The agonising sentiment died away when he heard some booming footsteps approach, and he could observe the scene of a gift shop through a tiny keyhole. He felt his vision blur, making him dizzy, as though he was moving quickly from one place to another.

Until he was placed on a lower platform.

“That’ll be ₩10,000.”

“Thank you,”

The quick switching of hands, from the salesman to the woman who bought the box he was locked in, made Jaehyun feel a rush of emotions in his head. “Where are you taking me? Who are you? Was I just sold??”

The man experienced a second rush of anxiety and his deafening thoughts attacked him again. He wanted to dissociate with himself, but at the moment, he had no self. No purpose. He continuously expected the worst as his attack drew near.

That was until the lady left the shop and flipped a switch on the tiny box she had purchased. Jaehyun was silenced immediately, and in his panic, he expected to be rushed over with even more stress. 

However, a cool wave of happiness came over him. For the first time since the morning, Jaehyun felt relaxed. Happy, even. He even felt the desire to sing a little, as he usually does at the break of dawn. Even at a later time in the day, he could be her morning call.

But a melody he had never heard before rang from the box.

“So whenever you ask me again

How I feel

Please remember

My answer is you”

Jaehyun paused, confused by what had just occurred, until he heard the woman who bought him speak again.

“Who would’ve thought that a music box could sing with such a pretty voice?” she whispered. Jaehyun didn’t know whether this was a rhetorical question or not, but he made his best attempt to answer her anyway:

“In all honesty, miss, I’m really not sure,”

Unfortunately, the lady didn’t hear him. She simply placed the box into her purse and walked on. It was later on when the man had registered what she had called, and to his horror, Jaehyun realised:

“Wait. I’m… a music box?”

Timeskip…

About a year had passed since the lady - who he now knew as Y/N - had bought the music box from the store. Over the first few days of sitting on her bedside table, Jaehyun believed he’d dread every moment he spent as an inanimate object, despising every other time she would click the box’s setting to make him play the same song. Shortly after, he didn’t really mind. It was a sweet melody, but he didn’t write it, and had never heard it before. It felt ungenuine to him.

Over time, Jaehyun realised that the only one he could sing was insufficient in expressing his message. He wanted to convey more - to give more music to Y/N’s heart. He wrote songs in his spare time, while he and Y/N were in the same room: while he watched her struggle and succeed throughout her journey in university and laugh on the phone with her friends with a smile larger than life. Jaehyun fell deeper and deeper in her warm embrace that she offered simply with her words and attention. He was starting to love Y/N. 

“I love you, Y/N L/N”, he whispered. He let the sentiment flow through the expanse, allowing it to echo in the passages of the music box, of his soul. He played it over and over again in the space of his being, hoping that he could tell you one day and that you’d hear him. 

“먼 길을 다시 돌아간다 해도

난 여전히 같은 맘일 테니까

We'll be alright

I want to try again”

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~ your eyes tell me

Pairing: jungwon X gn!reader

Genre: Comfort, Establish relationship!Au

Warnings: Crying,

Word Count: 0.4k

AN: Happy (very late) birthday to Ahana @moonsclover, my bestie and the more adorable person I know!! I hope you had a lovely birthday and I’m sorry that this came much later than I hoped. I hope you’ll like this fluffy Jungwon drabble! I wrote it because I want to let you know that throughout everything life has to offer, I will always be here to comfort you

You looked up blearily at the ceiling, eyes puffy and nearly closing, but not quite. You just couldn’t find a way to sleep. Not after the hardships of the day had passed and you would have to face them tomorrow. You feared sleep, for you’d soon wake up, but you dreaded staying up the night, since you’d still be forced to place your slow, dragging footsteps on the treadmill of life. So, you cried and, hoping that your pouring tears would run out soon.

Jungwon watched you from the frame of your bedroom door, your oi p body lying down on your shared bed. From far, he already knew your eyes were bloodshot and your cheeks were traced by the tears you shed since you had gotten back from school. You were always so hardworking, and he knew you had days where you felt burnt out and stressed. Jungwon remembered the first time you broke down, when you told him to leave you alone with your thoughts. Your boyfriend obeyed, only that he would never let a night of your cries go without you two talking about it when you were ready to.

But today, Jungwon was especially worried, you hadn’t stopped crying for the past 3 hours and didn’t eat dinner or drink water, either. He wondered whether it would be okay to come in your room, just this once, to comfort you with his presence. 

And so, he did. He started by sitting on the velvet couch of your shared apartment, glazing at you to see how you’d react. At that moment, you turned over on your side, lethargic from your lack of energy. And yet, you shot him a small smile, inviting him to sit beside you on the bed.

“Jungwon…” you started.

“I’m sorry I came over, but are you ok with telling me what’s going on?”, your boyfriend asked.

You sniffled, shifting your position in order to him. “It’s okay, love. I’m okay. I’ll be over it by morning,”

Jungwon lay down next to you and looked lovingly at you, giving you his undivided attention. “You say the same thing every time you’ve cried yourself to sleep. Your eyes tell me otherwise.”

“I’ll tell you someday, honey. I promise you,” you told him. You felt your eyes close as the spell of slumber took over you.

Your boyfriend mirrored the slight smile you fell asleep with. “And I promise that I’ll be with you through every hurdle”

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18:25 – 창균 (Changkyun)

P: Changkyun x gender neutral reader | G: fluff(?), timestamp | Inc: hazbin hotel-inspired, hotelier reader, radio host Changkyun, if you understand who Changkyun is in this- I love you, street food vendors | Wc: 415 | W: food, intimidation(?) | R: G

Twirling the coin between his fingers as he walked down the evening streets, Changkyun hummed to himself – a charming smile ever-plastered to his expression. A person was never fully dressed without one, after all. His burgundy Oxfords tapping against the pavement, the radio host wandered aimlessly, enjoying the breeze of the 6 o’clock air. Although, his presence had not been unnoticed by those sharing the pavement with him.

“Good even—”

“Oh my, I.M sir-! H-Here, you can have these for free, no need to pay!” Frantically handing the servings of grilled meat over, the street vendor shook in their place. It was I.M, standing there in his ever-grinning glory.

“—ing.” Taking the bag with an amused sigh, Changkyun bowed his head in thanks. “Well, I best be off. You know how it is, don’t you, shop keep?”

“Yes— yes…”

“Good. Have a nice night.”

The alleyways whispered and stared in disbelief, the fear a thick fragrance as Changkyun inhaled. Silhouettes disappeared behind doors and fences as the radio host turned his head to take a look around, too afraid to confront the possibility of meeting Changkyun’s eyes. Panicked folk left in the streets who hadn’t already fled were frozen to the floor, bowing their heads, and keeping their gaze trained on the ground – the only relief coming from the gust of air that followed after Changkyun passed by them without an ounce of care. They weren’t going to be his playthings that night.

Pushing the double doors to the hotel, Changkyun’s eyes softened at the sight of the establishment’s owner – his darling little y/n. Hard at work as always. Handing his coat to the eager bell boy and walking over to the reception desk, Changkyun leaned against the wood, rapping his knuckles against the mahogany.

“Oh – Changkyun!” Eyes lighting up as they looked away from the booking list on their screen, y/n bounced out of their seat. A faint blush on their face as Changkyun reached out and caressed their hair, the hotelier cleared their throat, hiding any flustered emotion behind a smile – just like he taught them.

“Shall I book you your usual top floor suite?”

“I’d be ever-so-grateful my darling.” He shook the bag in his hands. “I’ve come across some delectable grilled meats, you know; a red wine would pair with this wonderfully~” With a wink and a smile, Changkyun was off – taking the key to the top floor suite he frequented, twirling the key in hand.

What a day.

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Alright Sassy, turn the page – CCH

P: Chanhee x female reader | G: fluff, drabble | Inc: library dates, cafe, library cafe, teasing, reading, morning coffee | Wc: 754 | W: food/drink | R: G

The happy rays of spring sunshine pouring through the gaps in the curtain that morning, a less-than-pleased y/n squinted as she sat herself up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. For a regular Saturday morning, the sun sure was blinding. Stretching out the last remnants of sleep as she pulled herself out of bed, y/n went in search of the bathroom in order to freshen up. Yawning repeatedly through the last of her morning routine, the brunette peered out of the bathroom once the scent of Chanhee’s signature coffee wafted its way over.

“Ooo~ coffee!” Staring with heart-eyes at the drink sat on the table in her favourite mug, y/n made a beeline for her drink, eager hands grasping the mug – an (jokingly) offended Chanhee left in her wake. Arms crossed as he leaned against the counter, Chanhee watched as y/n’s – albeit very cute face – attention remained entirely focused on the drink in her hand, not once towards the highly amused boyfriend standing mere centimetres away.

“…wow~ no morning kiss for the boyfriend who lovingly prepared the coffee you’re drinking, y/n?”

“Hm?... Oh, my go— Chanhee baby, I’m so sorry—” Nearly choking on the remainder of her morning coffee as she rushed to apologise, y/n lightly stumbled out of her seat – Chanhee watching with a satisfied smirk on his face. Pointing to his lips expectantly and holding y/n’s face in his hands, Chanhee pulled away after his long-awaited kiss, content with the bright red blush left on y/n’s face.

“You look like a strawberry.”

“Oi!”

“Anyway~ wanna get breakfast outside?”

Walking out of the café together as they finished breakfast, the couple wandered the high street hand-in-hand, commenting on the goods they saw in the various window displayed they passed by. The weather was nothing short of perfect, and with nothing to do all day but enjoy each other’s company, the weekend was all theirs. Pausing in his tracks as they passed a café – that was also a library? – Chanhee did a double-take, flickers of excitement in his eyes. Tapping y/n’s shoulder multiple times before opting to simply pull her – gently, of course – along and into the aesthetically pleasing establishment.

“A library…café?” Commenting on their surroundings as she followed Chanhee inside, y/n let herself get lost in the invitation of a book and her favourite hot drink. It looked like a dream. A dream that she could reach out and touch.

“Why don’t you find us something to read, and I’ll order?”

“Sure~”

Absorbed in the pages of the graphic novel and its angst-filled storyline, Chanhee stared down his iced americano as he blinked back tears. Who knew just how hard the book in his hands would pull at his heart? Looking over as he noticed y/n watching him from behind her own book, Chanhee turned to face his girlfriend, an amused arch in his brow forming not long after.

“What’s that look in your eyes for~?”

“I’m just in awe that my very handsome, ‘does-not-cry-at-sad-films’ boyfriend is crying over a comic.” Y/n teased, flashing an innocent smile as she went about burying her face in the book to hide the satisfied smirk on her face. Teasing Chanhee was just too much fun to pass up.

“Ah— hey! I was not crying! It’s not even that angsty—” rambling on as he started describing the book, Chanhee paused, his face a tinted blush as he realised exactly what he was doing. Rolling his eyes and scoffing at nothing, the brunet went back to reading the graphic novel, desperate to finish it and find something less depressing to read.

Humming as she shuffled over from her seat and sat directly beside Chanhee, y/n set down the finished book, instead opting to peer over Chanhee’s shoulder to get a look at what he was reading.

“Hold on—! I wasn’t finished reading the page!” Stopping him from turning the page as she continued reading, y/n removed her boyfriend’s hand from the book and took it in her own. Absorbed in finishing before she allowed Chanhee to turn the page, y/n released his hand with a soft tap as she came to the end of the page. Meeting her boyfriend’s loving gaze with an equally adoring smile, she blinked, hushed scoffs filling the silence while neither of the pair spoke up.

“Are we having a staring contest?” Breaking the silence with a snicker, Chanhee ruffled y/n’s hair as she pouted. “What?”

“Just turn the page already—!”

“Yes ma’am~”

“Sassy much…”

“Love you too darling~”

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-[ ateez: when you flinch

P: ateez x gender neutral reader| G: fluff, angst, headcanon | Inc: getting mad, outbursts, bad days, arguments, making up | Wc: 1060 | W: yelling, arguments, flinching, crying | R: G

Park Seonghwa | 박성화

He’s silent. The air is still and hushed from the argument that had happened only moments prior. Tears well up in his own eyes as he watches how you silently plead for him to stop shouting. The whole argument was trivial, and he had shouted at you…?

“Y/n…I’m so so sorry…” You barely have time to respond before he’s putting the argument to bed, offering to give you space. And in the midst of his rambled apologies, you have to hold him and reassure him that no, he’s not a bad boyfriend. It just startled you. You still love him.

Kim Hongjoong | 김홍중

It happens so fast; he’s stressed about not finishing the melody he was working on and oh darling he didn’t mean to throw his hands back. He’s frozen in place and oh god you flinched because of him… his voice is nothing but a whisper, the air clinging to his words as he apologises over and over and over again. He wasn’t going to hurt you, he would never hurt you, oh god he’d never think about hurting you—

The moment you let him hold you it’s like he’d lose you forever if he let go; whispering hushed comforts as he soothes your trembling figure. You were only in there to check on him because there was radio silence the entire day. You just missed him – and oh god his heart drops.

Jeong Yunho | 정윤호

He’s a gentle giant but after hours of futile perfecting of a routine he just can’t get right, Yunho is intimidating. He can’t help how he towers over you, ranting about how he’s fine and he just needs a few more minutes to get this right, and that’s when it happens. His voice raises and you take a step back, eyes quivering in the wake of his outburst. He breaks, somehow seeming half his size as he takes in the gravity of what he had just done.

His hands reach out for you, freezing as he pleads with the universe that you’ll accept his chance to make up for his mistake. A breath he didn’t know he was holding finally leaves him when you take his hand, Yunho cradling your head in his chest and apologising for scaring you. He’s stressed, and that’s no reason for him to treat you the way he did.

Kang Yeosang | 강여상

As much as Yeosang loves the back and forth he has with you, he also has his bad days. Bad days where he wants nothing more than for someone to look past the aloof front and tell him that everything’s going to be okay. But tonight, somehow even you’re oblivious and it just bubbles over. He snaps, going off over how you should have seen it and did you even care?

And he feels so guilty when he realises you’ve been flinching away with every step. The anger leaves his system near immediately and the apologies tumble out. But he doesn’t have long to wait before you’re pulling him into your arms, comforting your exhausted boyfriend, sorry for not realising how bad he was feeling. Everything was going to be okay.

Choi San | 최산

San’s a passionate man and bless him he gets invested in whatever the topic of discussion (or argument) happens to be. He gets lost in it sometimes. Tonight was just one of those nights, and a simple comment led to an intense argument that neither on you were intent on losing. Even if there was nothing to lose. And so he slams his hand down on the table as he tries to physically show you what he was describing, but the words die in his throat when he realises you’ve flinched, shuffling away from him

“Baby, I—…” tears start collecting in his own eyes, pulling you into his arms and putting the conversation to bed. Whether he was right or not no longer mattered, not when he’s startled you so badly.

Song Mingi | 송민기

Mingi doesn’t get angry often, and he tries not to. As tall as you may be, he towers over you and it doesn’t play into his favour when he isn’t trying to be the dominant force in the room. He’s just had a long day and his voice has an edge to it and he doesn’t mean for it to sound so aggressive, but it does. What he intends to be a simple request comes out harsher than it sounded in his head and the volume makes you flinch.

Several deep breaths later and he’s brought you beside him, apologising for his outburst and admitting he was at his wits end. You were just trying to help and he knows that.

Jung Wooyoung | 정우영

You know Wooyoung has a tendency to be loud, a rarely tamed excitement that charmed you the first time you met the man. But sometimes it gets a bit much. He knows this too, and he can usually see the signs that you’d prefer a quieter day, but it slipped by him today. You’d both had a fast-paced, exciting day and in the midst of it all, it suddenly dawns that you need space to process everything and breathe. Enter Wooyoung in all his excited glory and—

His voice shrinks when he sees you flinch, the entire way he holds himself coated in concern. He whispers, holding you close and making sure you know he didn’t mean to startle you. He’ll get some blankets, switch on your favourite film and the pair of you can unwind from the day you had.

Choi Jongho | 최종호

Jongho never intends on shutting you out when he doesn’t feel emotionally present, he just needs time for himself to process and understand how he’s feeling in the moment so he can deal with it. And he loves you so much for being so open and willing to discuss your emotions, but today just wasn’t his day. As much as he loves listening to your voice, it’s just too overwhelming and he just wants quiet for one moment—

And you flinched. So he kicks himself (mentally) and pulls you into his arms. It wasn’t your fault; you were just trying to help, and he knows that. But all he wants you to know is that sometimes he needs those moments to bring himself back down to reality. With a kiss to your forehead, he makes sure you know he’s only in his room if you need something as well.

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late bloomer

PAIRING | hyunjin x reader

IDOLS FEATURED | hwang hyunjin, han jisung, lee felix, lee minho (mentioned)

WC | 1.6k

GENRE | unrequited love, slight angst, pining, first love

WARNINGS | explicit language, one-sided love, mention of blood

SYNOPSIS | hwang hyunjin has always been called a late bloomer. his first tooth fell out in the fourth grade, he had his first romantic partner when he was 18, and he entered university two years later than most people. to him, it was no surprise that his first unrequited love would come late in life too. 

A/N | hello~ this is my short little drabble for week 59 of writer’s room run by @districtninewriters​! i hope you enjoy, and happy spring!! 🤍✨ also, i went a little over the 1.5k limit, i hope that’s okay—i had a hard time trying to figure out how to end it eloquently enough. 

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