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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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— tug on my heart༺ ˎˊ-

➻ kang taehyun x reader (gender neutral)

➻ fluff ⌯’ㅅ’⌯

➻ soulmate!au 'red string'

⤷ in which taehyun doesn't like it whenever you tug at your red string. it irks him, but in a good way. the boy just needs a little teasing here and there to get him smiling.

You twirl your pen mindlessly on your hand, evidently bored out of your mind. There wasn’t much to do, and it was free time, this granted by the substitute teacher. The woman on the desk scrolled through her phone, ignoring the loud chatters and laughs filling the classroom as she minded her own business.

You looked back down to your notebook to see that you already finished taking down notes, meaning you’re finished with everything for this class. A sigh broke out of you as your eyes trailed around your surroundings. And that’s when you saw the boy sitting down in front of the room.

Kang Taehyun sat across the room, his hair almost covering his eyes when he read the book laid on his desk. It was a sight. Golden boy, as everyone calls him in the school. He’s the best at everything. He excelled in both academic and extracurricular activities. And recently, the talk of the school was about who could be his possible soulmate. Unbeknownst to everybody, that soulmate is you. Red strings can’t be seen by anybody unless they were the person attached on the other end.

Finding out about the whole soulmate thing was awkward and light-hearted. Both of you decided to take it slow. Taehyun took the chance to know more about you, besides you being his soulmate. And you, in return, did the same. Because of some circumstances, both of you also decided to keep the soulmate thing a secret. You thought it would be fun if everybody were to find out that you two are together on the last day of school. And lucky for the both of you, the last day of school is only a month away.

Being Taehyun’s significant other brought many things. Things like you discovering that he liked having his forehead kissed before classes, Taehyun also loved it when he plays with your red string, and you know Taehyun hated when you playfully pull on the said string because he claims it’s annoying, but really, it was because it tickles him.

And what better thing to do now than annoy your boyfriend?

So that in mind, you slowly reached for your string and tugged. You waited for a reaction but got none in return.

Maybe he didn’t feel it? You thought.

You tried again, and this time you pulled harder, but not enough force to hurt him. And by your second try, Taehyun slightly glanced back at your form in the back of the classroom. His eyebrows raised as your eyes met his. Now that you have his attention, you chose to annoy him further. Your hand tugged on the red string again with more force.

And when you saw that his hand with the attached string lightly jerked away from his book, you laughed. You laughed partially because of this but also because of the way his eyes twitched and the way his cheeks bloomed bright red, almost matching your strings. And possibly the way his lips lifted into a smile reserved only for your eyes to see.

However, this interaction didn’t go unnoticed by Taehyun’s seatmate. With a loud voice, the girl stood up from her seat and pointed at you, “You’re his soulmate!”

The only running thought in your head was, shoot. You lifted your head in embarrassment as you felt all of their burning gazes, including the curious look you got from the teacher behind the desk. Taehyun sat shocked in his seat, but he quickly regains his focus as he eyed your shaking form with your head down on your table. This made him frown.

You didn’t expect him to say anything, but that thought immediately exits your brain when you felt a slight tug on your pinky finger.

“Yes, they are.” Taehyun's voice echoed in the classroom. His eyes yet again met yours when you raised your head to look at him.

The same thought ran in your heads as you shared a look that only both of you could decipher.

We’ll be okay.

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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saudade˚.⸙͎

➸ yang jungwon x reader (gender neutral)

➸ fluff with angst if you squint

➸ ˚ ༘⊹ ° . [🧸] ⋆｡˚

⤷ a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost. the love that remains.

it's been 6 years since i last came home. i remembered bragging to you that i will be living in another country when we were kids yet feeling sad when the day finally came.

"i'll wait for you."

did you keep your promise? it's an innocent promise made by an 11 year old. but i know you meant it. hopefully.

"we'll still talk to each other, right?"

"yes, of course"

nope. it's not like we didn't want to. we had each other's social media accounts but timezones and school was a huge hindrance. the only time we get to message each other is if it was our birthdays. and we would always end up replying after 2 weeks.

"by the time you come back..."

by the time i come back? well, both of us achieved something. we graduated high school with honors. i even heard that you got a scholarship. words can't express how happy i am for you.

"you better give me a heads-up when you're coming back. and we'll meet in this exact spot."

i did give you a heads-up – i messaged you. i just hope you don't see it after 2 weeks. do you remember when we first met? it was in this exact place. our house was just one block away from each other so it's not a shocker seeing you near our backyard.

everyday, we would meet each other. to the point where our families became close to each other. our dads joking about us while our moms smiled and rolled their eyes at us as i dared you to kiss me but ran away when you tried to.

"hey..."

a voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts. and wow. you were already good-looking back then and you still managed to look better than before. even better from the photos you post.

"i waited for you."

you did. you kept your promise. you're standing in front of me with a bouquet on your hand. and just as how i still look at you like the stars that shine, you still look at me as if you're seeing me for the first time.

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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april fool pranks with enhypen .•ᰔᩚ

➸ enhypen x reader (gender neutral)

➸ fluff!!

➸ ˚ ༘⊹ ° . [🧸] ⋆｡˚ and ˗ˏ ➶ [☁️]. ✧ ˚

⤷ these boys love to mess with you on the regular. but what happens if it’s april fools day?

heeseung

it was early in the morning when you woke up.

the room was ice cold, and you noticed that the space next to you was empty. so you assumed your lovely boyfriend was up and preparing breakfast.

“hee? can you please prepare me a toasty shower?”

“sure thing, bubs!” he shouted from outside the door.

while heeseung is preparing your bath, you proceeded to prepare your work for the day. spring break completely slipped from your mind as you turned on your laptop.

unbeknownst to you tho, heeseung had a different plan. he already knew you had no classes, which he took advantage of to execute his plan.

one that is perfect for april fool's day.

as we all know, our boy is very fond of dad jokes. so he decided to pull a prank on you, instead of just reminding you that you have no classes.

oh, he will prepare you a toasty shower alright.

it was only a few minutes later when heeseung tells you your shower is ready.

“y/n, it’s ready!”

you rushed to the bathroom with your towel in hand to see literal toasts littered all over the bathroom.

this sent you into panic mode because there is no way you will make it to your class on time.

“i want to be mad at you, but i don’t have the time right now. so please just help me clean this up.”

heeseung leaned on the doorway with a stupid smile on his face as he watches you scramble about.

“HEE?! DIDN’T YOU HEAR ME?!” you yelled when you noticed him just standing there.

he laughs harder, crouching down on his knees. “y/n, you don’t have any classes today. it’s your spring break remember?”

this made you freeze in place. with a look of disbelief, you dropped your towel in shock.

and you guessed that the look you had on your face was absolutely priceless when heeseung laughs even harder.

let’s just say his plan was a success.

jay

definitely the type to cook for you, especially when you’re stressed or whenever you’re feeling hungry for something.

you were sitting at the back of the bus when he called asking you what you want for dinner.

“what do you want for dinner?” he asked.

“fish sounds good right now.” you expected him to hang up and leave to the kitchen to work his magic, but jay didn’t say anything.

“just fish?” he deadpanned.

you stared at your phone in confusion, eyebrows raised. “yes??”

jay huffs and crosses his arms (but you don’t know that), clearly offended. “i expected you to ask for something fancy. clearly my cooking skills just limited to fish.”

“baby, wha-”

“fish it is then. hurry back home, i’ll have a surprise waiting for you.” then he hang up.

once you got home, you immediately rushed to the kitchen to see how dinner was going.

but jay quickly blocked you from entering the kitchen.

“nope, dinner is not done yet. why don’t you relax first. i have everything under control.”

“uhmm okayy??”

you let him push you into your shared room so that you could relax.

it wasn’t long before jay excitedly told you dinner was ready.

“finally, i’m so hungry.”

“close your eyes, this is the surprise.” jay pulls you into the dining room and guides you to the table.

when he finally uncoveresd your eyes, you were faced with a gummy fish with ketchup on the side.

with a huff, you turn to jay with a smile, picking up the spoon while at it.

jay gulped at this.

“jay?”

“hmm?”

“run.”

with that, jay runs away from you and prepares for the worst.

jake

“babe, hear me out. what about we get another dog?” jake pouts.

you sigh, “i’m sorry jakey, but we don’t have the time.”

ever since you met layla, jake kept asking you for another dog. saying that layla needs a friend.

but you always rejected this because both of you were very busy individuals. so getting another dog would be a hassle.

besides, layla is enough 🥺

jake decides it’s hopeless arguing about this with you.

so he decided to mess with you.

he finds a picture of a coyote on the internet, and inserts it in photoshop to make it more believable.

he sends it to you while you were out with your friends, so you clearly did not see this one coming.

when you opened his message, you eyes nearly popped out of its sockets.

‘y/n look! i saw this dog on the street so i bought it home.’ then he sends a picture of the coyote in your living room.

‘i also bought its friend.’ another picture of a coyote outside your house.

you nearly have a panic attack when you got home.

“WHERE IS IT?!” you yelled, searching through the house, looking for the coyote.

jake chuckles and holds up his phone.

“happy april fools, love.”

sunghoon

for the past month you’ve been saying you were on a diet.

and guess what.

sunghoon is done with it.

because you weren’t really dieting at this point.

“hoon, can you buy doughnuts for me. i’m craving for some sweets.”

he turns to you, “but aren’t you on a diet?”

this caught you off guard.

you say nothing.

sunghoon also says nothing.

he was just mainly waiting for you to admit that you are not on a diet anymore.

“it’s my cheat day today.” of course, that was the only excuse you could come up with.

sunghoon groans at your cuteness.

“fineeee.” he drags out the word. sunghoon slides out of his seat, grabbing his wallet to buy your doughnuts.

he comes back into the living room with a box of doughnuts.

but what made you confused was that he was holding a fork.

“you’re eating with a fork?”

“no, you are.”

you ignore his comment, hands gripping on the box.

sunghoon smiles at your eagerness.

but your smile turns into a frown when you finally got to see what’s inside the box.

you asked for doughnuts.

he got you a salad instead.

“now, here is your fork.” sunghoon hands you the fork.

“bu-”

“no buts. now, eat your greens.” he pecks your cheek.

sunoo

this boy LOVES doing you hair.

he comes up with so many hairstyles that you can’t even count them.

so on a particular day, he comes up to you asking if he could do your hair.

since he does this almost everyday, you let him do his thing.

“i have this crazy idea for your hair today.” he practically drags you to your seat on the sofa.

sunoo goes quiet when his hands carded through your hair. his touch was feather-like, which makes you a bit sleepy.

and eventually, you fall asleep.

he leans into your ear, “i love you, and i‘m so sorry for what i’m about to do.”

sunoo notices this, making him slightly guilty about what he’s going to do next.

then his evil plan came into play.

when he’s finally done with your hair, sunoo gently shakes you awake.

“hmm? what? you’re done already?”

sunoo almost cracks from laughter when you got up from your position on the sofa.

“how do i look?” you pointed at you hair, unaware of the disaster on top of your head.

“cute, you look cute.” sunoo chuckles at the end of his sentence.

you grew suspicious at this, so you dash to the closest mirror you could find.

your jaw dropped open in shock at the sight of your hair.

this

boy

made

you

into

oompa loompa

“MY HAIR!!”

“YOU’RE AN ADORABLE OOMPA LOOMPA THO!”

jungwon

“so, we‘ve been together for a while now, right?”

jungwon turns his head down to look at you.

“yeah, been the happiest i’ve ever been.” you say without thinking.

jungwon stops from combing his hand in your hair. he drops his hand on your head. “i really care for you, y/n.”

okay, you both said ‘i love you’ without actually saying ‘i love you.’

you both fall asleep tangled under the sheets.

let’s just say, jungwon has a gift for you the next day.

you woke up to birds chirping and the smell of breakfast. you mindlessly felt around the space next to you, searching for jungwon’s warmth.

but his side was empty.

so you got up with no choice, but to look for him.

and there he was. he was standing in front of the counter with a black box in his hands.

jungwon smiles at you, and slides the box to you.

“what’s in the box, won?” you asked him.

“why don’t you find out.” he says, exiting the kitchen.

once he was out of the kitchen, jungwon hid behind the wall, hidden in plain sight.

he watches you open the box in confusion. he observes the way your lips lift into a smile.

you open the box to a ring.

you try picking up the ring from the box, but it was too heavy.

so you pulled harder to find that it wasn’t a ring at all.

it was a mug.

“so, did you like it?” jungwon stands next to you with a teasing grin on his face.

“i expected a ring, but this is so much better. now i can drink my hot chocolate from this.” you raise the mug.

jungwon laughs at your response, but it was only for a second. “i’ll get you a ring some day. but for now, enjoy your hot chocolate.”

ni-ki

you recently purchased a mirror online, but you didn’t know where you could hang it.

and you kinda needed some help with the hanging the mirror part.

so you ask your boyfriend ni-ki to help you set the mirror in place.

and being the obedient boyfriend that he is, ni-ki agreed to help you.

ni-ki already knows where he’ll place the mirror.

he waited for you to leave first before he did anything.

so when the day finally came, and you said that you’ll be running an errand, he knew he had to take this chance.

oh and would you look at that.

it's april fools day.

how perfect.

ni-ki stands up when he hears the door close shut.

he runs to the mirror and walks with it around the house.

he stops at a blank wall, it was perfect.

so, he hangs it up.

but not exactly what you’re expecting.

the boy hangs it to a height where you won’t be able to use the mirror.

he made sure the mirror was higher than the tip of your head.

ni-ki nearly topples in laughter as he imagines the look on your face when you come back home.

and he was right.

your reaction was the best.

“NI-KI, I CAN’T SEE A THING.”

“what, i’m sorry. talk to me when you get taller, that’s said with love.”

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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moonlight ੈ☪⋆｡

➻ yang jungwon x reader (gender neutral)

➻ fluff

➸ ˗ˏ ➶ [☁️]. ✧ ˚

⤷ over the course of your relationship, you never thought you’d love the nicknames that came with it. no matter how cheesy they can get.

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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this is a tumblr hug, pass it on to your ten favorite followers and mutuals! ❣️

hehe labuyooo!!!

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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Woozi: i can't believe we're stuck in this room together

Hoshi, swallowing the key: yes, truly unfortunate

#seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen incorrect texts #seventeen incorrect quotes #kpop incorrect quotes #kpop incorrect texts #seventeen woozi #seventeen jihoon #seventeen hoshi #seventeen soonyoung #lee jihoon #kwon soonyoung #seventeen lee jihoon #seventeen kwon soonyoung #jihoon #howoo

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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꒰ mutual ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

➸ nishimura riki x reader (gender neutral)

➸ fluff ⌯'▾'⌯

➸ ˗ˏ ➶ [☁️]. ✧ ˚

⤷ nishimura riki, the name of the boy you hated. and in this case, the feeling was mutual.

“All of the people in this wretched school, it had to be you.” You pressed your back harder onto the shelf.

“Please, it’s not like I’m the one who wanted to be stuck here with you. You’re honestly so suffocating to be around.” You feel a slight kick on your shin.

You glare daggers at him in the darkness of the supply closet. “Real mature, Ni-ki.”

This was not how you imagined your night would go. To be alone in a small space with the one person you hated more than anything else, no less. Nishimura Riki, or as he liked to call himself, Ni-ki. The boy who tripped you over your bike when you were seven. He had you running with tears in your eyes to your mom by the end of recess. In conclusion, you hated him with every fiber of your whole being. And from what you have gathered from his actions, the feeling was mutual. And spending the afternoon with him will ultimately make you go crazy if you don’t find a way to get out of this closet.

“Shut up.”

You sigh, “I didn’t say anything.”

“Sorry, your breathing is way too loud. I can literally hear you from here.” Ni-ki chuckled.

With all you’ve got, you kicked him in the kneecaps, which sent him kneeling on the ground.

“Oh, sorry. You were talking way too much. It’s getting infuriating.”

“This is why I don’t like you.” Ni-ki rubs the probably reddening spot, sneering at you.

“Good, nice to know that the feeling is mutual.”

There wasn’t much you could do. It was a Friday night, and it was raining, and you’re trapped in this dusty closet.

“I never understood why you hated me so much. What did I even do to you?” Ni-ki slides down and sits down on the cold closet floor. You grimace at this. “You are being too dramatic. Here, sit with me.” He pats at the space beside him. A raise of your eyebrow was enough for Ni-ki to put his hands up as if saying he is surrendering. “I won’t try anything, I promise.”

“Well, this is new.” You fold your arms over your chest as you sit down next to the boy.

“This is the closest we’ve been without having the urge to strangle each other.” Ni-ki nonchalantly sighs, closing his eyes. You chuckle at his confession. What he said was correct in so many ways.

“I always thought you had the best reaction.” Ni-ki once again speaks up, cutting off the silence looming in the small space you’re both in.

You turn your head at him in confusion. “What?”

Reaction to what?

“When I teased you when we were kids… You always had the best reactions, which is why I continued to do it.” He turns away from you, refusing to meet your questioning eyes. He hated the way you looked the first time he saw you. He guesses it’s just the way you acted and not your light-up shoes that bothered him. Or it was maybe the way you laughed with your smile reaching your eyes. Maybe that was the reason why he didn’t know how to react when it came to you.

“You’re so stupid. You know that?” Your eyes glaze over his face. “You could’ve just asked, or you could’ve approached me. For all I know we could’ve been the best of friends.”

Ni-ki discreetly shakes his head as he ignores the slight hurt he felt in his chest. Yeah, friends.

“Yeah, you’re right. We could’ve been something else.” Ni-ki shuffles closer to you. You weren’t sure what he meant by something, but you certainly won’t mind knowing if that was what he meant.

Both of you stay silent, letting the calmness of the situation take its place, which was nice to feel once in a while. You were so used to the endless bickering that you forgot how to act calm around Ni-ki. The difference this time was that there’s no fighting, bantering, and teasing. There was just silence. And honestly, you’re not complaining. It was soothing to know this side of Ni-ki. And maybe it was just your brain fooling around you, but you swear you felt your heart skip a beat. Or maybe, you even heard it through the silence.

A few minutes pass is when you hear the sounds of keys echoing in the hallway. With this, you pull Ni-ki up to his feet as you banged on the door. “Let us out!” “We’re here!”

Ni-ki draws you away from the door once the person on the other side finally opens the door. “Finally, we’re free.” The boy spreads his arms apart as he dashes out of the closet. The janitor quickly gives the two of you to hurry home, but not before also giving you a talk about how to avoid locking yourselves in a closet.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You can’t help but ask. It felt like something changed in the short time you shared.

A loud laugh escapes his lips, doubling over in laughter. “Y/n, we have no school tomorrow. It’s a Saturday.”

Oh.

“W-what I meant was I’ll see you on Monday.” You try to play it off.

Ni-ki chuckles and hands you his umbrella. “Yeah, I’ll see you. Definitely.”

You nodded in embarrassment and turned around, ready to bolt out of the school. But Ni-ki was one step ahead of you. He catches your arms and pulls you to him.

He leans close, lips almost touching the shell of your ears. “Stay safe, loser.”

Yeah, the feeling is mutual.

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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❛️️️️❛senses;;❜❜

➻ choi yeonjun x reader (gender neutral)

➻ all things fluffy (▱˘◡˘▱)

➻ please refrain from copying, translating, resposting, and stealing my work, then claiming them as your own. all of my works belong to me, please respect the writers who put all their effort into their pieces.

⤷ how yeonjun shows you he loves you through his senses

➣ sight

for yeonjun, you were the epitome of perfect, even if you say you’re not. from the moment his eyes landed on you, he knew you were the one, as corny and cheesy as it sounds. yeonjun often finds himself staring at you at any time of the day. his eyes trailing over your features like you’re the only human being in the whole world. and honestly, you make him feel as though that was the case.

there is just a sense of warmth and fuzziness whenever he sees you. there will always be a pleasant flutter in his stomach whenever you came into view. yeonjun easily feels relaxed just by staring at you, even in your messy state. he loves seeing you like that, he loves seeing you doing what you normally do. it gives yeonjun the feeling of home, a reminder that you are real and you’re right in front of him.

he makes you melt whenever you feel his eyes on you as he admires you. and you in return also make him melt with just a single look.

“aren’t you just so beautiful, my love?” he softly whispers into you ear.

“but not as beautiful as you.”

you tilt your head to the side, sneering at his cheesy nature. “you are whipped for me, aren’t you?”

“i see no lie in there, baby.”

➣ smell

you always smell of the familiar scent of nostalgia and that makes yeonjun so addicted to you. yeonjun doesn’t know if you do it on purpose, but he likes to think that you do. whenever you pass by, you always leave your distinct scent that loves so much. not to be weird, but he just loves the way you smell.

the way you leave your scent in everywhere he goes leaves him addicted and wanting more. you basically have choi yeonjun wrapped around your finger, and he is not complaining. like a drug, you pull him in endlessly into this endless void the both of you call love. and once again, neither of you are complaining about it.

he has moments where he tucks his face in your neck, breathing you in. or maybe softly rubbing his nose on your wrist, as a way to subtly say ‘i love you.’ also, he has a habit of using your shampoo instead of using his own. and when you ask him about it, he always answers with the same response.

“you smell nice.”

like home.

➣ touch

as a person who loves skinship, yeonjun enjoys being close to you. he always has to be touching you. yeonjun feels the most special when you envelope him in a warm hug.

he mumbles in your chest, “i love this. i love you.”

your touches are feather-like, soft and gentle. however, there are times when you become rough and greedy with your touches. and yeonjun loves it all, he loves it when you give him butterfly kisses, and he absolutely loves the way you eagerly pull him into a kiss after having a long day of stress. hand-holding, loving hugs, kisses, and just simply sitting beside you with your shoulders touching can make him feel things that he didn't know existed before. but now he has you, and he doesn’t have any intentions on leaving any time soon.

➣ hearing

another thing that yeonjun loves about you is your voice, whether it be deep, soft, groggy, smooth, or rough. it shows him how human you are, that you are real. yeonjun enjoys the moments where you playfully scold him to let you go to get a glass of water, when you let yourself laugh with your whole body, or when you’re reassuring him with your voice.

even when he closes his eyes, he hears you. a favorite thing of his is to ask you to read or sing to him. yeonjun would reassure you everytime you say something about not liking your voice.

“what do you mean you don’t like it? baby, your voice makes you... well, you. your voice is what makes you unique. and tell you what, i love hearing it day and night.” he says with a pretty smile painted on his face, his voice dripping in honey.

➣ taste

“you taste bitter today, what’s wrong, baby?”

yeonjun would say after pressing a gentle kiss on the back of your palm. he does this when you feel sad or upset, hence, being bitter.

“you’re like candy, so sweet.”

he’d say after pecking you on the cheeks. yeonjun does this when you’re in the middle of laughing or off-guard. your sweet smile is enough for him to see.

“well, someone’s salty.”

yeonjun would jokingly poke you on the side with his signature teasing smile. he loves every little thing you give him. yeonjun’s favorite would be tasting your lips. just a light peck on your lips would do. heck, he’d be over the moon after a small kiss on the cheek.

- senses -

yeonjun loves all the flaws and imperfections. he loves all the ups and downs. he loves the fights and makeups. he loves the problems and solutions. he loves it all. he loves all of the things that come along with you, all of the things that make you so real. and more importantly, he loves you. in conclusion, choi yeonjun is utterly in love with you.

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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the book of us

➸ jake x oc (shan)

➸ fluff with a twist

➸ ˚ ༘⊹ ° . [🧸] ⋆｡˚

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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jun: one day, you'll buy something that has a longer expiration date than you

the8: great! another thing to make me paranoid

#seventeen #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen incorrect texts #seventeen incorrect quotes #seventeen jun #seventeen junhui #seventeen the8 #seventeen minghao

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serenityquartz-boosk · 3 years

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into the woods ೄྀ࿐

➸ vampire!jake x vampire!reader (gender neutral)

➸ fluff

➸ ˗ˏ ➶ [☁️]. ✧ ˚

⤷ you never would've thought you'd let him into your world, but you're grateful that you did.

Your footsteps rang in the dark forest, wind flowing through your hair. The red moon shines on you as you duck down behind a large tree trunk. You place a palm on your chest, catching your breath. Your chest rises with each breath you take.

That’s what adrenaline does to you.

Rustle

Your senses heighten at the echoing sound. Running into the woods was probably the worst way to spend a Friday night. But then again, you’re bored to death, and spending time in the forest may be your safest bet. Your eyes look up at the sky above you. So, you wait with your back pressed on the tree bark.

A few minutes pass, and you play with the growing flowers and grass around you to occupy yourself. A few more minutes pass is when you finally hear the noise again. Only this time, it’s closer than ever. The hairs on the back of your neck rise as you feel the chills run down your spine.

Catch me if you can.

You abruptly stand up from your previous position, sprinting into a bolt in the middle of the woods. And right when you take your first step, you hear a small yelp behind you. But that’s all you hear before you ran further from the person.

The struggle of running increased once you feel branches pierce through your white dress shirt, occasionally poking at your skin. But this only pushes you to run faster than ever.

That was your mistake, running faster.

You weave deeper into the dark forest, gaining more scars and tears along the way. You were so focused on running you didn't notice the looming figure right behind you. It was when you feel his hot breath on your neck that you stop running.

“Pretty reckless, don’t you think?” A hand tugs you by the waist.

“Yes, but I have to say that was the best night ever,” you smile when he traces at the scars on your skin. “They’re just scars. It will heal in no time.”

He doesn’t meet your eyes, still looking down at your skin. “They’re still scars. Why did you have to go that deep into the woods? I could've los-”

“Jake,” you sigh, cutting him off from his rambling. You draw your arm away from his grip. With a soft touch, your fingers tilted his head towards you. “You won’t lose me.”

Jake takes a deep breath before he pulls you in a warm embrace. “I know. I guess you scare me sometimes, you know?”

You lift your head from his chest with a teasing grin. “Scare you? Jake, you’re literally a vampire.”

“You’re a vampire too, Y/n. And you’re stronger than anyone I know.” He gazes into your eyes, and if you didn’t know any better, you would notice the glistening tears at the brim of his eyes.

Did he really think he’d lose you?

“Listen, you won’t lose me. I promise you that. And yes, I am a vampire, but I’m kind of a newbie in that area. A baby in the vampire community. Plus, if you think I scare you, then you must understand that you also scare me, Shim.”

His eyes widen, and his grip on you tightens. His hold wasn’t suffocating, but it was reassuring and warm.

“I-I scare you?” Jake’s voice strains, looking over your features under the moonlight

“You do,” you pause, reaching a hand to smooth down his smooth hair. “Because you’re the only one I let in my life and my heart. And that is enough reason to make me scared."

He says nothing in response, but his actions tell a different story. Jake leans in, softly brushing his lips against yours. You relax under his hold, fluttering your eyes close.

“You let me in.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a statement of realization. With that, Jake closes the gap and fills the hole in your heart. Jake’s hands trail up to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. You pull him close as you wound your arms around his broad shoulders. Your touch electrifies Jake’s every move and urges him to push you, stopping when your back touches the surface of the tree trunk. Bodies move together, both not in a rush. It was slow and sensual. You both take your time.

“I love you,” Jake says after pulling away. He traces circles on your cheek, which feels like it was on fire.

“I love you too, Jakey.”

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