#actor jisoo scenarios

[ahristed]

dandelion, jiwoo

      jiwoo, the spoiled spotted rabbit in dandelion, is one of the five potential love interests chosen for heejung, the heroine of the game, by the wizard. he’s a little proud but rather intelligent all the same and is also one of the three rabbit-based characters that the heroine can choose from, the other two being jihae and jieun. i spent a total of one hundred seventy-two hours on his route in order to obtain all the memories for both his good ending and his bad ending as well as all his bonus images in the special menu. i’m new to otome games and reviewing them, but i hope this post ends up being somewhat helpful nonetheless!

character voice

      jiwoo is voiced by lee seongil, who stated in his free talk that while he was never the nicest person, he rarely uses harsh words and yells like jiwoo tends to, whose brash and sometimes callous comments often rub others the wrong way. he’s a character who was modeled after the classic tsundere trope, a japanese term used to refer to someone who seems hostile at first but gradually warms up to other people over time, and i can’t help but applaud the voice actor for the amount of effort he clearly put into playing his role. although seongil playfully complained about the fact that his throat hurt due to all the shouting he had to do and wished that some lines could have been said in a softer tone, i’m impressed that he still managed to convey jiwoo’s complicated feelings for heejung without coming off as exaggerated or overdone even when the dialogue was intended to be. i’m not the biggest fan of tsundere characters, but i found myself listening to some of jiwoo’s lines more than once because i loved how the voice actor delivered them; i couldn’t find a single shortcoming in his performance throughout my numerous playthroughs of his route.

personality

      truth be told, there are merely a handful of instances i remember encountering jiwoo in jihae’s route, which i completed about two years ago and is the only other route that i’ve played in dandelion so far, but from what i can recall, he maintains his arrogant and at times downright rude persona even in the shortest interactions with heejung. similar to jihae, his loathing for the cats jiyeon and jisoo is as clear as day, but at this point, it would be reasonable to conclude that cats and rabbits just don’t get along in their world. however, he doesn’t seem to be all that fond of jihae and jieun either, often calling the two of them “snobbish,” which—now that i think about it—is a textbook example of the pot calling the kettle black. along with this, he tends to isolate himself from the other love interests but also tries to establish his social standing as higher than those of the heroine and the cats during group conversations, calling the aforementioned out on what he believes to be their inferior intelligence at any given opportunity. in addition, jiwoo is shown to be an avid fan of romance novels and soap operas, taking their excessively melodramatic scenarios as gospel truths that reflect the realities of real-life relationships in the human world. the misinformation acquired from these sources have led to more than a few quarrels with heejung.

      be that as it may, his initial disposition toward acting all high and mighty shouldn’t dissuade players from choosing his route because the more his relationship with heejung progresses, the more jiwoo exhibits the trademark roundabout, easily embarrassed characteristics of a tsundere. notwithstanding the fact that he never quite gets rid of his bickering and name-calling habit, it’s obvious that this becomes something laced with affection and endearment the closer the two of them get. there’s a certain charm that comes with witnessing his interactions with the heroine go from aggressive and borderline insensitive remarks to caring and considerate words that reveal his true nature, one that had been buried beneath the scars left behind by his childhood. i won’t sugarcoat my opinion and say that everyone will enjoy his route, but for those who prefer an understated romance that leans more toward an extremely close friendship rather than a lovey-dovey couple, this love interest leaves little to be desired. what i adore about his relationship dynamic with heejung is that there’s no awkward transition from the non-dating to dating stage, which gave me a relaxed but honestly somewhat unrealistic depiction of the beloved friends-to-lovers trope. in true tsundere fashion, the heroine becomes the sole person jiwoo is willing to let his walls down for, and though he might push her away in the beginning due to his own insecurities and self-doubt, he soon grows into someone prepared to go to great lengths just to ensure her happiness and welfare.

route

      jiwoo’s stat requirements are a lot less demanding compared to jihae’s route, so as long as players devote their time and attention to raising relationship points with him and no other love interest, it shouldn’t be all too difficult to obtain his good ending. nevertheless, it can be a chore early on in the game to raise heejung’s beauty and femininity stats while still interacting with him since his primary activities involve raising her art skill and relief ability alone, but things do get much easier later on after using the filled heart gauge to purchase “dress up,” “read harlequin novels,” and “watch soap operas.” it’s also leagues less challenging to go on dates with him and encounter him while accomplishing activities at home because he almost never goes out. since he’s a homebody, he’s available whenever players need to raise their relationship points with him. and as for selecting favorable responses on the aforementioned weekend dates, the right answers are a lot more obvious compared to jihae because contrary to the tsundere archetype that he’s modeled after, jiwoo’s rather vocal about his likes and dislikes.

heroine

      oh gosh, the real question is: what’s there not to love about heejung in jiwoo’s route? from her demure personality as jihae’s heroine, she does a full one-eighty and goes from sheepish and tender to animated and bright, creating an adorable case of “opposites attract.” not only does she become the sole person who can brush off his blatant attempts to distance himself from others, but she’s someone who encourages him to be more cheerful and optimistic as well, reining him in when his temper gets the better of him at times. although it’s mentioned more than once that she’s supposed to be the noona in the relationship, she has a child-like innocence about her that brings out his more mature and reliable side. their conversations are filled with good-natured banter that attest to their similarities and shared interests, with her coaxing him to have fun and lighten up no matter how sour his mood is. another trait i admire about heejung in this route is that she’s aware of his boundaries and knows never to push him to the point of him feeling uncomfortable, being quick to apologize and comfort him when this does happen. it’s plain to see that the heroine is someone who has a positive influence on jiwoo, who said so himself that he wants to be a better man for her, and he, in turn, gives her all the support she needs to live a life that’s for herself instead of her mother.

rating

      considering as well how much closure both the good ending and the bad ending provided, i give jiwoo’s route from dandelion a 4.5 out of 5. i would’ve given it a perfect score had it not been for his endings’ lack of closure, which shrouded his future with heejung in ambiguity. to be honest, i preferred jihae’s endings because there were no “what ifs” left behind from the heroine’s final confrontation with the wizard; that being said, i do understand the need for him to mature into a proper adult before meeting heejung again when they’re both older, so i didn’t have the heart to deduct a full point from my rating.

i’ll be doing jiyeon’s route next!

#🍑.ahri’s peaches #🍑.ahri’s reviews #dandelion #wishes brought to you #dandelion wishes brought to you #cheritz #dandelion jiwoo #otome game

[noona-clock]

Which One? Ji Soo - Part 1

Genre: Coffee Shop!AU

Pairing: Ji Soo x You

Warnings: Mild cursing

Prologue, Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, Epilogue | Words: 1,924

“But here’s the real question,” Jane said as she leaned forward, her voice low enough so only you could hear. “If you had to choose one of them, which one would it be?” 

A look of extreme distress immediately overtook your features, and your gaze flew over to the register.

Ji Soo was still standing there taking orders with that dazzling smile.

And then Joo Hyuk walked by, his casual stride like that of a model walking down the runway.

Oh, god.

You turned back to Jane and shrugged, your expression still clearly saying ‘how am I supposed to pick?!’

Jane simply let out a soft, amused chuckle, leaning back in her chair and sipping on her decaf Americano.

“Well, then, who would you choose?” you retorted as you quirked your brow.

Jane pursed her lips slightly and set her mug down on the small table in-between your two chairs. And then she looked over at you with the most impish expression. “I will have to abstain from this question.”

You quirked your brow even more at her mysterious answer. “...What do you mean?”

“I mean, I shouldn’t pick one because I have an almost, kind of boyfriend,” she replied.

A horrified gasp almost immediately escaped your lips. But you were horrified because why didn’t you know about this already?!

“What?!” you exclaimed. You were more than glad you hadn’t just taken a sip of your latte because you surely would’ve either choked or spit it out all over her.

Jane then proceeded to tell you about a guy she’d randomly run into at the grocery store about a month ago. She’d kept it to herself because she hadn’t wanted to get her (or your) hopes up, but... after going on an official date this past weekend, she was pretty sure it was going to work out.

You, of course, wanted to know all about this guy. What was his name? How old was he? What did he do for a living? Hair color? Height? Did he wear glasses? What was his zodiac sign?

Jane knew you well enough by now not to get annoyed with all your questioning; she’d actually come prepared and had a quick answer for every single one of them.

“So,” Jane began after you emptied your reservoir of curiosity. “Now you see why I want you to pick one of these coffee guys.”

“What do you mean?” you asked, setting down your empty mug.

“How fun would it be if we both had boyfriends at the same time?” she whined, reaching over to take your hand and squeezing it desperately. “We have to!”

“Oh yeah, it’s so easy for me to just get a boyfriend,” you retorted sarcastically. “My years of being single definitely attest to that.”

“That’s why we’re coming back here from now on,” Jane nodded.

“...Come again?”

“There are two of them! And they’re both extremely attractive!”

You almost rolled your eyes, but you stopped yourself. You simply gave Jane a very skeptical look instead. “Yeah, which means they most likely already have girlfriends. Or boyfriends! We have no way of knowing!”

You knew that wasn’t true, but it was at this moment. And that’s all that mattered.

Jane opened her mouth to reply, but she quickly closed it. Her eyes flitted off to the side. Her eyebrows raised.

“What are you --”

“Hey, can I get you anything else?” a familiar (and very hot) voice asked from behind you. “A refill, maybe?”

You glanced over your shoulder to see Ji Soo standing there with an expectant look on his face.

On his handsome, perfectly proportioned, radiantly beaming face.

Wow.

“I’m good on drinks, but this one here needs a boyfriend,” Jane said, gesturing to you.

Your eyes immediately widened as a hot flush overtook your cheeks.

JANE!

WHY!

You waited for Ji Soo to make a really awkward response because how could Jane’s comment not make him feel awkward? But instead... you heard him laugh.

A for real laugh. Not a nervous ‘I don’t know what to say’ laugh.

“If you were trying to embarrass your friend, it seems like you did a good job,” he said. “Although, I can’t really talk. I say embarrassing shit -- stuff -- all the time. Joo Hyuk constantly rolls his eyes at me.”

“I’m guessing he would roll your eyes at the fact you just said ‘shit’ in front of customers,” Jane added.

“Oh, absolutely.”

“Y/N here is just easy to embarrass, though,” your best friend said with a smirk.

And you felt your cheeks get even hotter.

Lovely.

“Is that so?” Ji Soo asked as he moved to sit on the arm of your chair. You could hear the amused note in his voice, and you truly would rather take your empty mug and smash it over your head than turn around and look at him right now.

Just feeling his presence by your side was enough to make your stomach fill with gigantic butterflies.

Jane nodded in response to his question, throwing you a sympathetic glance. “She’s probably going to kill me for bringing up the fact she needs a boyfriend.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Ji Soo murmured. “At least you had the chance to visit our lovely establishment before you get murdered.”

“Oh, my gosh,” you piped up with a slight whine. “I don’t need a boyfriend, and I’m not going to murder anyone!”

You felt him nudge you gently with his elbow, and those gigantic butterflies practically screeched in panic.

You know you’ve been single for too long when a cute guy literally just touching you with his elbow can cause that sort of reaction. It was honestly pathetic.

“Seriously, let me know if you need anything,” he remarked as he stood from your chair. “I’m always down for a round of good, old-fashioned teasing.”

Jane shot him a knowing grin as he began to walk away, but he only made it a few steps before he turned back around to look at the two of you.

Although, now that you could actually see him, you noticed he was mainly looking at you.

“I’ll work on that boyfriend thing and get back to you.”

And before you could look away in embarrassment -- yes, apparently, it was possible to be even more embarrassed than you already were!!! -- Jisoo did it.

He actually did it.

He.

Winked.

At.

You.

What?!

Who was he?!

How could he just wink at you and not make it weird or creepy?!

Your eyes were still on him as he turned and approached another set of customers, and you felt Jane tapping your arm wildly.

“Did you see that?!” she muttered through clenched teeth, obviously attempting to keep her exclamations to just the two of you. “He winked at you! You need to flirt with him!”

That, of course, made you tear your gaze away from him.

“I most certainly do not,” you laughed in disbelief.

“Yes! Y/N -- he just winked at you! That is a clear invitation to flirt! And he said he would work on that boyfriend thing and get back to you! He meant him!” Jane stared at you, agape. Her unspoken words were ‘How do you not get that?!’

Because you were you! That’s how! You were pretty much Forever Single, only ever going on five dates in your whole life. The longest you’d ever seen someone was three months.

Jane knew this! Why did she expect you to suddenly be knowledgable about the whole dating and flirting thing?!

She kept pestering you about it until you finally promised her the two of you could come back here every Wednesday for a while, and yes, you would talk to Ji Soo.

In a more than friendly manner.

You would try your very best to flirt with him.

By the time your conversation with Jane came to a natural stopping point, the shop was nearly empty. 

Your watch read 8:59pm, though you hadn’t noticed an operating hours sign when you’d come in earlier. It had been raining much too hard, and you’d been focused on getting inside.

“What time do they close?” you murmured as you stood from your chair. You grabbed your rain jacket and draped it over your arm, but one glance outside a nearby window alerted you to the fact it was still raining much too hard outside.

“Uh... 9, I think,” Jane replied, craning her neck to try and see the sign from here.

“Oh, yikes,” you chuckled. “We better get going. We don’t want to be those customers.”

The two of you headed over to the door, and as you were slipping your arms into your jacket, you heard Ji Soo’s voice call out to you.

“Thanks for stopping in! Come back soon!”

Jane lifted a hand, and before you could stop her, she replied: “Oh, we will! Don’t you worry.”

It took everything in you not to groan as you, yet again, felt your cheeks warming.

“What?” she muttered to you. “We will be back!”

You simply huffed as you pulled your hood over your head and pushed the door open.

Both you and Jane made your way back to your cars as quickly as possible, and when it became clear the two of you were heading off in different directions of the parking lot, Jane cried out, “Let me know when you get home!”

“Okay!” you assured her, holding up one thumb just in case she couldn’t hear you over the downpour.

There were only two other cars in the parking lot besides yours and Jane’s, and they were currently pulling out of their spots and leaving. To be honest, you were a bit embarrassed to be the absolute last customer to leave, though you weren’t exactly sure why.

When you arrived at your car, you unlocked it and got inside in record time, letting out a deep sigh of relief once you were out of the rain.

You managed to get your rain jacket off, and after you flung it in the backseat, you buckled your seatbelt and stuck your key into the ignition.

When you turned it, however... the engine sputtered and creaked and your dashboard lights flashed and then...

Nothing.

...Oh, no.

You tried again just in case, hoping it was just a one-time thing.

But, again, the engine sputtered and creaked and your dashboard lights flashed and then...

Nothing.

You tried two more times because you wanted to be absolutely sure your car was not starting.

After the fourth attempt, you became a bit panicked. So you took a deep breath and turned to look in the direction of Jane’s car. She was just pulling away, so you quickly grabbed your phone and navigated to her name in your contacts.

“Hey, what’s up?” she asked, and you could see her car stopped at the parking lot exit.

“My car won’t start, will you come back and give me a ride home?” There was no way you were going to try jumping the battery in this weather, and frankly, you were too tired right now. You just wanted to go home.

Jane took in a breath, obviously about to reply... but then she stopped herself.

“...Jane?” you asked in a somewhat pitiful voice.

“No.”

“No?”

“There is no reason for me to help you when there is a perfectly capable, perfectly handsome, perfectly flirty coffee shop owner right inside. Go in and ask him.”

And then she hung up.

And then she drove away.

...What?!

Part 2

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[aangelinakii]

title : la la land

summary : when you and joshua hong star in a romantic film together, the relationship seen through the screen isn't exactly just for show

idol : joshua hong of seventeen

the past few months of shooting had been an amazing experience. you had made great friends, filmed on cool sets and visited gorgeous cities, had earned new skills, tried new foods, and even learned an entire new language for your role. but one thing on this journey you would never forget would be your first encounter with joshua hong.

joshua played the main male role of the film — your character's love interest. prior to finding out he would be acting in the same movie as you, you watched each and every film he had featured in. what was your excuse? he was an incredibly talented actor, and anyone who decided to watch one of his movies could easily agree. needless to say, you were a big fan.

weeks passed before your first scene together; and that would be the first time you would be meeting him, both your characters on screen, and out of role, meaning your reactions to each other were half-genuine.

one thing you couldn't deny was the fact that the romantic gestures that your character displayed on the silver screen towards joshua's were absolutely real. any flirtatious phrase joshua spoke earned a rosy flush on your cheeks, and a compliment from your director for "the authenticity". it, quite obviously from your view, was nothing of the sort.

but today — ah, yes; today. today was the day of the first kiss scene between your and joshua's characters. the setting was a calm flower field on a warm afternoon; your characters were meant to be going on a harmless picnic, with no romantic intentions, but it would be obvious to the viewers that there was something going on with the two of them. especially when all of it would be leading up to a sweet kiss.

cameras focused on you from multiple angles, and some of the on-set makeup artists adjusted your hair and smoothed down the wrinkles on the shoulders of joshua's jacket. the setting sun created a peach glow on your co-star's features, such glow you couldn't take your eyes off of. his facial makeup suited almost every look placed on it, and he even looked good whilst cold and shivering and wet (you decided this after a scene where the two of you had to run around in the chilled autumn rain). the director called "action!" and the filming of the scene began.

"you look breathtaking," joshua, in the role of his character, spoke in no more than a whisper. this earned a bashful giggle in responce from your own character.

a camera closed-in on the sight of your fingers fidgeting for a moment. you looked down, already beginning to feel the authentic burn spread across your cheeks. "i wouldn't say so, but i really appreciate it. thank you, jungho."

despite having called him by the name of his role whenever you were on camera, you wished you were saying his real name. a muscle in your heart panged, for all you wanted was for joshua to be saying these things to you out-of-character.

joshua's hand reached up to lightly lay on your cheek. warmth spread violently on your face like a wildfire — you could already see the director applauding your 'authenticity'. "you don't look too bad yourself," you spoke again, a short chuckle brushing past your lips. 

his thumb began to sweetly stroke your skin. "why, thank you!" he replied, his smile widening. the peach bled into a pink, and then into a deep red. "the sunset is really making you look even more gorgeous." by now, you wondered what you looked like from joshua's point of view. were you really gorgeous to him? his caramel eyes roamed your face, and you felt his minty breath brush your lips as his came slowly closer to yours.

your eyes closed, and, before you knew it, hong joshua's lips were on yours.

#seventeen #svt #hong joshua #hong jisoo #seventeen imagines #seventeen blurbs #seventeen timestamps #seventeen drabbles #seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #joshua blurb #joshua timestamp #joshua drabble #actor! joshua

[d-p-f-m]

KIM JISOO MASTERLIST

💕 {fluff} |🍑 {smut} |✖ {angst} |⚠️ {trigger warning} |✒{in progress} |✔ {finished}

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#kim jisoo #actor jisoo #jisoo reactions #jisoo scenarios #jisoo texts #jisoo drabbles #jisoo sm aus #jisoo requests #masterlist #jisoo masterlist #writing #writing prompts #kdrama #kpop

[multifandom-hoes]

Him as a Boyfriend: LEE SOOHYUK

/ Park SeoJoon // Ji ChangWook // Kang HaNeul // Lee SooHyuk // Seo KangJoon // Kim YoungKwang /

/ BLOCK B // EXO // HIGHLIGHT // SOLOISTS /

First things first;

You’ll get to see him ugly;

What do I mean by that?;

All of his derp faces would be only for you;

Not intentional, of course, but they would be there;

And you’d probably totally store them for blackmail in your phone at any given opportunity;

     He’d do the same with you, though;

And then all of those stored pictures would proceed to plague the internet;

     Only sometimes though;

That would be your idea of revenge;

But again, he’d do the same with you;

     That’s only after your relationship would be revealed to the public though;

And most would genuinely love that side of the both of you;

Such wars would probably be forced to be stopped by the agency, as well;

     Because they were fun as hell and ain’t nobody gonna stop exposing each other;

All of the derps would be immediately deleted from any social media in this case;

     Yet still stored in your phones;

Obvious to point out, but in this way SooHyuk would be a childish lover;

     Which was quite a turnover from what you expected when you just started seeing him;

Because he appeared to be quite refined and with a lulling speech that left you confused half-way through;

     It was only a cover to his inner child;

Now everytime he speaks he channels his child into everything;

He pouts when you don’t give him `enough` attention;

He goes for aegyo when he needs something out of you and you’re not budging;

He covers his eyes at his own acting when something mild enough comes up;

So lovable;

Can probably cook basic stuff, as well;

     Just enough to survive, though;

So whenever you’d be sick he’d purposefully not cook t not make your cold any worse;

He’d go to his mother to ask her to cook something for you;

And she would because she loved you;

     She high-key waited for you two to get married quickly.

#lee soohyuk #kactors #k actors #korean actor kim jisoo #reactions #scenarios #requests #lee soohyuk reactions #lee soohyuk scenarios #lee soohyuk headcannons #headcannons

[yasume]

ello eLLo ELLOOO iM bACk😎 sO i found this really cute, i dunno what to call it so i'll just call it a quote(?), and i thought it would make a really good imagine/scenario ykyk? Could it be a Jennie or Jisoo x fem!reader? Creds to the owner btw😊

"Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two."

REMEMBER TO REST WELL, STAY SAFE AND THAT YOU YOURE AMAZING!!! <3 I APPRECIATE YOU~

Number One

Quote: “Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one, and there isn’t even a number two."

warnings: fluff, pinch of angst but mostly fluff

a/n: YESSS FINALLY AN ASK FOR JISOO / JENNIE 😭 I’ve been waiting for this moment. Turn it up! anyways I feel like this suits Jennie more so this fic will be based towards her and thank you for requesting and I appreciate you more. >:(

Hope you enjoy this!

You were always happy with Jennie, everyday you couldn’t help but not feel sad when she’s here. She’s your paradise, she’s your everything.

Sometimes you can’t help but feel insecure, there’s so many options for Jennie to choose. From the other idols she collaborated with, like actors and models then there was you. You were just a normal person with a regular job, what did she find so special about you?

Here you are, sitting backstage as Blackpink performs their collaboration with (g/n). The shared rap lines Jennie and Areum had was amazing, the fans loved the pairing but would they love the idea of you and Jennie?

All these thoughts continued to flow your head as the song played. You failed to notice the ending when sitting in thought.

Heading towards you was Jennie, she immediately jogged to wrap you in her arms with that smile you adored.

“Hey Y/n~ how was the performance?”

Immediately breaking out of trance you focused your eyes back on Jennie.

“It was more than amazing, my love. Seeing you rap brought me chills.” You laughed, but it didn’t mask how you truly felt.

And Jennie, being very attentive to you noticed the slight change in your behavior. Cupping your cheeks with her hands, she hugged you ever so tightly.

“Are you okay Y/n? You seem a bit standoffish.”

Pulling away from the hug, she reached for your hands and held them in a warm embrace.

Of course you knew you couldn’t lie, you can’t just avoid a conflict and expect it to be fine. It’ll always come back, so you need to be honest and tell her how you felt.

“Jennie, you’re amazing, really. You never failed to make me happy but I can’t help but thing of how much out of my league you are. I feel like one day you’ll see yourself the way I see you and just leave. I can’t help but feel so guilty that I’m holding you back from being with someone else. I’m sorry if its hard to deal with all of these emotions at once I really am.”

Tears start to form in your eye ducts, oh to be emotional right now. You couldn’t help but feel so vulnerable but there’s nothing wrong with that.

“Listen Y/n, I kid you not that you’re out of my league. I feel the same way as you.” Jennie confessed.

“Wait what?”

“Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one, and there isn’t even a number two,” Jennie implied “There isn’t a number two because you’re the only one I need.”

standing up from the chair, you pulled her into your arms. You felt a sense of relief that you were able to speak how you felt and how you guys are the only one for each other.

“I love you so much Y/n.”

“I love you too Jennie, a lot more than you’ll ever know.”

And so the night ended smoothly, you two left with the other members and are in the car lying in each other’s arms listening to the steady beat that the radio played.

“You’ll always be my number one.”

A/n: currently listening to “My type of Woman” by Mac DeMarco just slaps with this ngl. Also sorry this took a bit long to release, school’s been overwhelming and I wanted to keep my grades high before I focus on my social media.

#blackpink headcanons #blackpink #blackpink x reader #blackpink imagines #blackpink fluff #blackpink hcs #Jennie headcanons #blackpink x female reader #blackpink x fem reader #blackpink jennie x reader #Jennie angst #Jennie fluff

[thong-in-the-twist]

Cutting the deck 3/3

Summary: in which Jisoo tricks his way into your heart (pants), theatre!au

1/3 2/3

“Can somebody wake up Gene?” Asks your director resigned. Today nothing goes as planned. Nothing. Eugene keeps messing his entrance, Eleonora keeps cutting Stomil off, Jisoo keeps getting distracted, you keep getting entangled in your clothes, and everybody keeps forgetting their lines. It’s just… Not your day.

Of course after rehearsal filled with mistakes your director is tired. And you are tired. The whole group is tired. But you have to admit that Gene falling asleep on the catafalque is a notch over the top.

Eddy wakes her up, and she bolts upright. You stifle a laugh, and you hear Eleonora masking her laughter with a cough.

“That’s it, guys, we are not going anywhere. Rest for today, and, please, get your shit together for next time. I beg you.” You all stand at attention, but your director just shakes her head, and leaves the aula, without even looking back.

Well, yeah, you were that horrible.

When doors close behind her back, you join the rest of the troupe and together you clean up the stage. After pushing everything out of the way (for band’s practice), you disappear backstage to take off your night gown. You actually borrowed it from your grandmother, and you were ready to fight anyone that ridiculed you for it.

Even thought you also thought it was hideous.

With gown nicely folded and hidden in your bag, you make your way outside, where no-longer-distracted Jisoo awaits. You wave to him, somehow knowing that you will not be parting your ways just now. True to your suspicions, he joins you on the stairs.

“Since we finished earlier, do you want to go out and grab something to eat?” He asks, stuffing his hands in pockets of his bomber jacket. He has yet to present his suit for the play, always playing in his usual clothes. Which also attributed to director’s annoyance.

But once again, no one could really tell him anything, not when faced with that boyish, disarming smile.

“Sure.” You say, suddenly remembering that he owes you a meal. And that bit reminding you of how you won that free meal. Your left boob itches.

You fold your arms over your chest, that feeling of annoyance you felt when he performed his trick awakening anew. A second later you realize that Jisoo steals a glance at you and smirks.

Your hands drop to your side.

You don’t even know why are you trying to do everything to spite him, but you cannot help yourself. What is worse, Jisoo seems to be thoroughly enjoying that. He says nothing, but there is something in his aura, or the maybe the way he moves that tells you, that he is quite pleased with himself.

You end up in one of the restaurants in front of the campus, on the second floor, looking on the busy street below you. The atmosphere is nice, soft music playing in the background, lights dimmed, but not making it hard on the eyes. There is a plant on the table between you, and you keep touching its leaves, not really comfortable looking at Jisoo.

You don’t know why.

Maybe because you expected to find yourself in less romantic place? He looks out of the place, among other guys with blue/pink collar shirts, and clutch bags. His shoulders in his bomber jacket look too big, too gruesome for this sophisticated place. You also don’t really fit in with your jeans and sneakers, but it’s not as striking as with Jisoo.

But he doesn’t look like he even realizes that. He is sitting straight, like he owns the place, looking around with the air of confidence.

“Wanna see a trick?” He asks suddenly, and you look up from the plant. He already has a deck of cards in his hand. You look around, not yet embarrassed, but still checking if people see you.

“Here?” You ask in disbelief, and he shrugs.

“Well, you seemed anxious so I wanted to cheer you up.” He says, cutting the deck with one hand, and it looks really awesome. And professional. “We need to wait for the food anyway.”

That is certainly true. And you have to admit that his tricks are entertaining. Even if you seem to be always getting the short stick in his magic. You look around once more.

“C’mon, it’s gonna be fun!”

And now you are sure that once again you are going to regret it. And once again you find yourself nodding, because you simply can’t say no to this guy.

“Ha!” He exhales, and moves forward. All of a sudden he is pushing a pen into your hand, and picks up first card from the deck and pushes it to you across the table. You stop it, and wait for the instructions. “Sign it.”

“Again?” It just escapes your mouth, but the smile you get in answer is just naughty. You can feel your ears burning, but you obediently sign the four of clubs you got. When you finish, Jisoo steals your pen, and you watch as he signs the next card from the deck, queen of hearts.

“Now?” You prompt, when pen is left on the table.

“Now,” he starts, taking your card and folding it twice, “we are going to do some magic.”

You kind of snicker at that, and he winks at you, clearly pleased with your reaction. He waves folded card in front of you.

“I need you to take it in your mouth.” Ok, if you weren’t really blushing a moment before, you are definitely red now. You eye his suspiciously, as he stretches his arm toward you, and he raises his eyebrows in answer.

You reluctantly open your mouth, still surprised that you are not really fighting it, and he puts the card in your mouth. You are a little too fast closing your mouth, and your lips graze his fingers.

That makes him stop, and he looks at his fingers for a second.

“Wow. I didn’t really believe that you’d allow me to put it in myself.” You immediately raise your hand as if you were about to hit you, once more embarrassed at yourself, but he only laughs, and folds his own card, and puts it in his mouth.

“Ok,” he says, and you are surprised how clearly he is talking with the card in his mouth, but you realize that it’s not really obstructing,” time for magic. But you need to help me.”

“How?” You ask, and true enough, your voice sounds normal. But it’s uncomfortable anyway, since you try not to salivate too much on the card.

“We need a ritual for the magic to do its work.” He starts, but doesn’t continue. You raise your eyebrows in a very clear question, and his answer is to tap his forefinger on his lips.

“Ha.” You exhale, not really surprised.

“C’mon, nothing will happen if we don’t.” He prompts, playful sparks in his eyes.

You shake your head. He still bends forward, lips pursing together, and it annoys the shit out of you, because he knows you’ll break. And you know it as well, so you move forward as well, and once again you peck him – turning both of you in a couple more fitting in this place.

“Great.” He murmurs, and you don’t know if he’s talking about the peck or the fact that magic is done, but he straightens in his seat. “Take the card out.”

So you do, observing him as he does the same. After a quick prompt you unfold it, and…

“… it’s your card.” You say, raising your eyes at him, and you notice that the card you signed is in his hand. “It’s your card!”

He smiles. It’s not the naughty one, it’s not the mischievous one, it’s not the shit-eating grin. It’s a nice, content smile.

“How did you do that!” You press, still awe-stricken. He shrugs, and moves to take the card out of your hands, but you shield it protectively. “No, I am keeping it.”

He laughs, but a moment later your food arrives.

You can’t stop yourself from staring at him as you eat. You don’t really know what changed, but that trick was both sexy and amazing, and you loved it. And you still can’t shake off your awe, and it seems to be projecting on him as well.

He doesn’t shy away from your stare – he meets you right on.

And it makes it even better.

He pays for the food, just as he should, and offers to walk you home.

“I was hoping that you’d show me more tricks with your deck.” You say, astounded with yourself, but focused on bringing it till the end.

“My deck?” He repeats, looking at you curiously, and pulling his cards out of his pocket.

However, your eyes, on the street full of people, in front of that really nice restaurant, drop for a barest second to his pants. Well, during your meal you decided that yes, you’d like that, thank you very much, but you didn’t thought that you’d be as daring.

“Oh.” He says, and for a moment you think that you misread the signs, as he hides his deck again.  “Well, yeah, I do know some more tricks. Or magic if you want.”

His face is completely straight, and you will yourself to match his tone.

“Magic is exactly what I am searching for.”

“Lovely.” He muses, and offers you his arm.” Would you be so kind to let me escort you to the… Nah, that doesn’t sound right.” He drops his gentleman-like voice in the middle of the sentence and goes back to his usual-rough self. You can’t help, but laugh.

“Yeah.” You agree scrunching your nose. “I like the bad-boy act more.”

“Of course you do.” He says, his offered arm stretching to fall on your shoulders. “And it’s not an act.”

“Sure, Jane.”

So you are walking together on the street and it quite lovely, until Jisoo turns in the middle of the street, his arm leaving your body. You turn right after him, only to realize that he is going in the direction – that you wouldn’t really like to go. You stop, and observe him astounded as he goes right to the doors of a place that can be only a strip club.

He stops right in front of a bodyguard and looks around at you.

“No?” He asks quite innocently.

“No!” You scoff, quite offended.

He laughs, good-naturedly, and you realize that he was pulling your leg. It annoys you, but you don’t even know how to react, so you hit his arm, as he comes back to you. It’s lame, it really is, and you feel it way more deeply as he laughs at you.

But even that makes you only enjoy his company more.

You have to admit, you like this kind of attention.

As it turns out, he lives in a two-bedroom rented flat. With a flatmate. Which you learn as soon as you enter his flat. Not because there are a lot of shoes at the entrance, nor because you can see lots of jackets on the hangers.

No.

You learn it, because Jisoo yells from the entrance:

“Juhyuk, out! I have company!”

To which a voice from down the hall answers:

“Yeah, right!” The disbelief is palpable, and you will yourself not to look at Jisoo, but you can see his ears growing a little red in your peripheral vision. You focus on taking your shoes of, as he kicks off his own and storms down the corridor.

“Dude! I am serious.”He says, before he clears the corner. An then: “put some fucking clothes on!”

You shyly follow him, noticing sure signs of only guys living in this place. Clean enough, but not up to usual standards. You can see kitchen right in front of you, with several pots needing washing, and some old cereal boxes to throw out, thirty-something empty beer bottles. Nothing you didn’t see before, and nothing that would happen at your place.

Finally you also clear the corner.

“As if you’d bring somebody here. Weren’t you pinning after that theater girl, anyways?”

Living room is also disheveled, with tall, quite lanky, half-naked undergrad, playing some kind of basketball game.

You do your best not to look at Jisoo.

Are you the theater girl?

“Um, hello?” You ask, and guy’s head snaps back. He sees you, and you can see the moment panics hits him.

“Oh, shit.” He says quietly, and sends Jisoo a stare that could be apologetic. “Shit.” He repeats, when he realizes that he is half-naked, and you avert your gaze as he searches for his pants and shirt (which Jisoo throws as him annoyed). “Dude, couldn’t you send a message or something?” He whispers while putting his clothes on.

You still pretend to be checking out their collection of pizza boxes.

“Would have you believed me?” Jisoo fires back, and you wish they had better communication system.

“Right.” Flatmate says. “Well, it was nice to meet you, and I am off, to drink to my best mate finally getting laid.” You don’t have to check to know that Jisoo is furious, but you laugh. Guy salutes you, now fully clothed, and happy to ruin this moment for Jisoo. He turns off the game, and goes out of the room, but he is back a moment later. “You are part of this theatre thingy, right?”

Before you can answer, Jisoo kicks him in the shin.

“Ouch!” You can see that guy wants to press the matter, but you can also see that Jisoo will kill him if he does. “Anyway, wear protection, and you know. Have fun!”

You stare at your feet, embarrassed and uncomfortable, until you hear the sound of front doors shutting.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry for him, it’s a long running joke between us, we always try to ruin each other lives…”

“Shut up.” You cut him off brusquely, and you can see that he is taken aback. You look around, deciding that he can take this little of ego bruising. Especially for what you have in mind. You look up at him. “I am not fucking here.”

There.

You named it.

He immediately forgets about your offense, and looks around as well.

“Right.” He says, and grabs your hand. He leads you into one of the rooms, presumably his own. It’s dark, because it’s already dark outside, and wall paint is dark as well. He clears his clothes of the bed, along with duvet. It all lands in a messy heap on the floor, and you both stare at it for a moment. Jisoo snaps his head up, and you know, you can feel that he is going to say something, that is completely unnecessary, and that would ruin the nice image of his you have in your mind.

So you grab the lapels of his jacket, and you bring him forward and you kiss him.

His lips are quite narrow, and not that plump – there is a firmness under your own lips, and you decide that you like it. The kiss is different from those two before – for starters this one is a kiss. This time you can feel his hands on you, this time you can feel his tongue, this time his cologne is embracing you, and yes, you like that very much.

“Who would have thought that you would pounce on me like this? Such a tiger!”

You stopped for a second to breath, and somehow he managed to form a phrase. And that’s the shit he decided to say. You stare at him blankly for a moment.

“What? Bad dirty talk?” He asks, but you can see that he is quite proud of himself. “Want me to try another line?”

“Just shut up.” You mutter, pushing his jacket of his shoulders. He shrugs it off without a word, but when you reach for his shirt, he has to open his mouth.

“So impatient! Undressing me so boldly? I am a good, innocent boy!”

Your hands drop to your sides – are you really sure you want to fuck with this guy. Are you really sure.

He chooses this moment to push you on the bed. You bounce a little, and then he is kneeling on top of you, with his knees at your thighs, taking his shirt off.

There are some muscles, nothing overbearing, nothing really awe-inducing, but just nice chest.

“Unless we are talking about me without my clothes on – then I am a naughty beast.”

“Shut up.” You repeat, losing your hope that it isn’t his dirty talk. He kisses your throat, just below your jaw, his hand creeping under your shirt.

“But you do realize that magicians have to talk during their act, so the climax is even more surprising and magical?” He asks, rolling your shirt up. You decide to ignore his question, and you sit up, take the shirt off, take the bra off, and hook your arms behind his neck and bring him back down. You kiss him as you land, realizing that’s only way to keep him relatively silent.

It goes quite good, until your hands reach his zipper. He grabs your hands, and cries out.

“Wait! I am not ready, you can’t just expose me like that!”

“Oh my god, are you even serious?!” You exclaim, knowing that he was trying to rile you up. And that he managed to. “Is there a way to make you shut up and fuck me?”

He had an answer. He did for sure. But he didn’t expect you to phrase it like that, and you can see him scrambling for answer, suddenly way more frustrated.

“I think I can do that.” He says finally, throat constricted.

“Thank you.” You say pointedly, and before he can say something along the lines of you being polite in bed, you grab his mouth with your thumb and your forefinger. “For the love of god, no talking.”

His eyes laugh at you, but he says nothing, and enthusiastically goes to work.

And when he really focuses on work at hand, that’s when magic happens. He proves you that his fingers can do more than play with the cards, and when he nearly trips you over, he stops to finally, fucking finally, fuck you. You are holding him close, with one of your hands on his nape, the other one fisting the sheets, looking at his ceiling (with few suspicious stains), but what you see – is stars.

Not really, but you do see those weird colorful shapes that you get from looking at sun for too long. His body is radiating heat, his hair is thoroughly wet, and few strands keep tickling your cheek, but you can’t bring yourself to turn your head around. You focus on how your body feels, with one of his hands trapped under it, the other one on your hip, fingers digging into the skin. His thrusts are irregular, because his knees keep sliding on the sheets and he keeps losing his footing, but because of that that the friction has this one more level of deliciousness. You love it. You love it, because he fucks like he talks – like a madman.

And your orgasm is just like your reaction to his words – a sudden outburst of emotions, that just sweeps over you, taking control of your body, and turning your brain off.

He collapses on top of you, spent, and sweaty, and lifeless. But you prefer his deadweight on top of you to him talking. Which he does after rolling of you, throwing condom away, and spreading on the bed next to you.

“Missionary may not be the kinkiest out there, but still awesome if you do it right. And I am sure that you’d agree that I do it right.” He turns his head to you, in seek of confirmation and you roll your eyes.

“Just shut up.”

*

Today you are doing a scene when Arthur is shot dead by Eddy. You don’t like this scene. Not because you don’t like seeing Jisoo playing dead, but because you find it annoying to act out the misery.

Gene is quietly snoring on the catafalque, her character already dead in the play, Eddy shots Jisoo, and he falls to the ground quite dramatically. You know that director is going to scold him for that when you finish.

But nonetheless, you drop to your knees, and shake him – maybe a notch harder than necessary, but then again you can see him fighting with a smile. So he probably digs that.

“No! Arthur, no!” You shout, trying to put misery in that, your eyes getting wet, and you throw yourself all over “dead body”. It’s more to hide the fact that you don’t feel the misery, than to act it out. “No! No! No, no, no!”

It’s not easy. The misery. And it doesn’t help that Jisoo can’t stop taking a piss, for a fucking second, and he whispers in your ear, as you pretend to be crying over his character.

One day you are going to strangle him. Preferably while fucking him.

“That’s not what you were shouting last time.”

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[fluffy-kpop-concepts]

[#31] New Dog - Ji Soo

You excitedly drive home with the biggest smile on your face. You can’t wait to see Jisoo’s reaction when he sees what you got him. Arriving home, you park your car and get out. You carefully pick up the box and carry it towards your and Jisoo’s house. You unlock the door and step in to see Jisoo watching TV. You clear your throat and Jisoo looks up. He smiles as he walks over and hugs you. Then he notices the box. You grin, and set it down. Jisoo slowly opens it, to see a happy little beagle puppy. Jisoo gasps and picks up the tiny dog. He hugs it and thanks you. You kiss him, “What are you going to name it?” Jisoo looks at the beagle and smiles, “Bong Soon.”

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[hallyuscenarios]

BF!Jisoo (short ver.)

The request asked for the actor Jisoo, in case you were wondering which one I had in mind

sends you “good morning”, “sweet dreams” and similar cute messages when you aren’t together

wants to see you smile a lot because it’s just so beautiful to him

has you as his lockscreen everywhere but he still tries to deny it

always wants to spoil the newest episodes of the drama he’s shooting but you never let him

just wants to hug you whenever he’s sad

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[krusty-kpop]

I accidentally deleted this :( but it's back

•MASTERPOST•

•GROUPS: *Got7 *Bigbang *Day6 *A.C.E *Nuest *Shinee *Exo *Monstax *Bts *Astro *Seventeen *TF Boys *2pm *Viction *Knk *BM,J.Steph (Kard) *Winner *Btob *Nct 127 + Ten *jjcc *B.A.P

•Solo Artist: *Jay Park *Dean *Ziont *loco *Beenzino *Crush •Actors: *Kim Jisoo *Park Seo Joon *Park Hyun Sik *Lee Min Ho *Lee Jong Suk *Nam Joo Hyun *Song Joong Ki *So Ji Sub *Seo In Gulk *Kim Soo Hyun *Kim Woo Bin *Park Bo Gum *Seo Kang Joon *Sung Joon *Rain *Lee Win Geun *Sung Hoon *Lee Soo Hyuk *Kim Min Suk And maybe more…….

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[asianpopscenarios]

Boyfriend Kim Jisoo

a literal angel

he’s such a sunshine im so ???

his smile can literally brighten anyone’s day

he can also be cocky but

he’s still great

G E N T L E M A N

does everything for you bc he’s bf material duh

your dates would consist of eating, eating, eating, eating, and eating

he would take you out to eat 3 or 4 times a day

he’s always hungry so

but he also cares about your health and wants you to eat a lot a lot a lot

enjoys watching you eat

smiles when he sees you have sauce on your lip

would wipe it off with his finger

or his lips

obsessed with dogs

instead of buying you a dog, he’d buy himself one instead rip

it would literally be your birthday or smth and he’d buy a dog for himself

“i got a dOg!!!” jisoo exclaims on your birthday, holding a puppy in his hands

“he’s so cute right? i bought him from the pet shop the other day. what do you think i should name it?!”

he isn’t that selfish tho, he’d buy you so much stuff bc bf material

stuff as in gummies and jewelry

jewelry as in matching charm bracelets

but c’mon, he’s still (kinda) considerate and loves you enough to buy you something

i feel like i’m making him seem not bf material but it’s lowkey what i was going for

always seems to be happy like wtf he’s such a precious babe iamso

is super committed to you and your guys’s relationship

always talks about how important ‘eternity’ is and how you guys will be together forever

seriously so caring

late night snuggling

maybe some makeout sessions but he’s kind of a softie so

all in all, just a really caring and adorable boyfriend 

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[noona-clock]

Which One? Epilogue

Genre: Coffee Shop!AU

Pairing: Either Ji Soo x You or Joo Hyuk x You

Warnings: None

Prologue, Ji Soo Part 1, Joo Hyuk Part 1, Epilogue | Words: 1,109

“Yes, I’m on my way now,” you chuckled as you rolled to a stop at a red light. “Literally less than five minutes away.”

“Okay, just checking,” your boyfriend responded with just a hint of a defensive tone.

It had been exactly one year since he and his best friend had opened up their coffee shop, The Mug, so they had planned a full-on celebration. Day8 was playing, as they had become a somewhat regular guest, and Joo Hyuk and Ji Soo had decided to hire caterers, set up a fun photo booth, and they were even going to have raffles to win free merchandise.

(Side note: Things had become a lot less awkward between you and Brian, though your current boyfriend did get just a bit more affectionate whenever you were there on a night the band was playing.)

You had just wrapped up a graduation photoshoot, but the big to-do had only officially begun half an hour ago. 

“How’s it going?” you asked.

“Pretty well, so far,” he told you. “Everyone’s loving the music and the food, and I don’t think we’ve lost one of the photo booth props yet.”

“I can’t wait to see everything,” you beamed, not even trying to hide how proud you were.

The stoplight turned green then, and you focused your eyes back on the road instead of your car’s Bluetooth screen. Even though you weren’t even able to see his face, you’d still been looking at his contact name as if you had been.

“All right, my love, I’ll be there soon,” you said.

“Drive safe,” he requested, one he made each and every time you got behind the wheel. “See you in a few.”

“Yep, see you,” you grinned. And before you could press the button to hang up, he murmured one final thing.

“I love you.”

Even though the two of you had exchanged these three words countless times by now... hearing them still made your heart clench and flutter at the same time.

“I love you, too,” you replied with a very cheesy grin.

You heard the soft click of his hang-up, taking a deep breath to calm your heart before continuing your drive to the coffee shop.

As you drove the short rest of the way there, you couldn’t help but marvel over the fact it had been a whole year since they’d opened that place.

And that meant it had been almost a year that you had been dating your wonderful, amazing, handsome as hell boyfriend.

Truly, you couldn’t believe it.

Almost a year?

On one hand, it seemed like the two of you had just gone on your first date last week. On the other hand, it seemed like you’d known each other forever.

When you really thought about it, though, a lot had happened during that year.

Obviously, the two of you had fallen in love. That was the main difference between now and a year ago.

But The Mug also now had almost ten part-time employees, two full-time managers, a very popular Instagram, and a beautiful, modern website designed by yours truly. For free, of course.

You had done numerous photoshoots for them, and you honestly couldn’t even begin to fathom how many green tea lattes you’d had.

Your boyfriend had also accompanied you to many more Tigers’ games, even purchasing a season pass himself for the seat right next to yours. He couldn’t always go because of work, but he went as often as he could.

And you two had been on the Kiss Cam three times. Each time, you were mortified but secretly delighted. But also still mortified.

Your eyes widened and your lips formed into an ‘O’ of surprise when you pulled into the shop’s parking lot, seeing for yourself just how busy it was. The love of your life had mentioned it was going “pretty well,” but he hadn’t mentioned the sheer volume of people attending. You ended up having to park down the street and walking a few minutes to even get to the door.

When you stepped inside, the cheerful, rhythmic sounds of a Day8 song filled your ears and the warm aroma of coffee filled your nose. A quick glance at the front counter informed you that only part-timers were working to take and fill orders.

The owners were most likely mingling with customers or taking empty cups.

Your eyes then quickly scanned the rest of the shop, looking for that familiar head of dark hair. Sometimes during the past year, it had taken you a few moments to figure out just who was who -- the two of them actually looked eerily similar from the back.

Ji Soo had recently shaved his head, though, so it was now far easier to tell them apart. Thankfully. You had actually poked the wrong one in the side on occasion, though you had become pretty close with your boyfriend’s best friend. He had simply laughed it off and guided you in the direction of the one you’d meant to poke.

When the tall frame of your boyfriend finally caught your eye, your heart fluttered yet again, and you made your way quietly over to him. When you got close enough, you lifted your arms up, preparing to cover his eyes and whisper a greeting into his ear.

But then you glimpsed the other owner. Your boyfriend’s best friend. One of your close friends.

All of a sudden, the very first day you’d met the two of them flashed through your mind.

Jane had been dead set on setting you up with one of them, and she’d asked you which one you would choose if you had to.

You actually hadn’t been able to because both of them were so tall and handsome.

Turns out, you hadn’t even had to choose at all. Fate had chosen for you.

...But you couldn’t help but wonder.

What if?

What if fate had chosen the other one?

What would your life be like now?

You quickly shook your head to get out of your little pondering trance and focused back on your mission at hand. You lifted your arms and stood on your toes, bringing your hands around to cover your boyfriend’s eyes.

You felt him jump a little before he came up to grasp your wrists lightly.

Before you could even say anything into his ear, he turned around, still holding onto your hands and grinning the widest, brightest grin.

Honestly, who cares what your life would be like if things had turned out differently? Your life right now was simply perfect, and you had no desire to change anything. Ever.

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[horanghaes-gaze]

Things to know

Who I write and edit for:

K-pop:

NCT/WayV

Exo

SuperM

SHINee

Taemin

Got7

Day6

Stray Kids

Seventeen

Monsta X

iKon

Winner

Vixx

Astro

Sf9

Eric Nam

Ateez

K-Actors

Squid Game cast

Park Seojun

Park Hyungsik

Lee Joongi

Lee Jongsuk

Nam Joohyuk

Kim Jisoo

Park Bogum

Gong Yoo

Lee Dongwook

Kim Jaewook

Joo Woojae

Woo Dohwan

What I write:

Imagines

Dabbles/blurbs

Fluff

Reactions/scenarios

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[multifandom-hoes]

Relationship With Him Would be..?: KIM JISOO

Cat and mouse sorta thing;

     Or push and pull, if you will;

Like, I think JiSoo’d be such a tease;

     A.k.a an asshole ;’) ;

But also very cute and loving;

He’d literally make time for you even in the busiest of schedules;

     Might even drop a project for you, if something’s been on;

The sweetest angel, tbh;

Random gifts;

     For example roses and sweets;

          Or even rendezvous to small cafes in a quiet street where no-one would recognize you two;

He wouldn’t be the one to hide the relationship, either;

     So the decision would depend on you;

And though he’d know into what kind of trouble he’d be going into if going against his Ent., he’d still attempt to expose you two if you so wanted;

     Cause that’s how much he loved you;

          His career would not stand in between you two;

^That was a promise he made when you two just started dating;

Though he would be a little fucker a lot of the times, he would also be the supportive type;

Always encouraging you to move on;

To study hard;

To work harder;

To reach for your dreams;

Would also low-key try and help you;

Very much interested in your hobbies;

Foods you like;

Drinks you like;

     But in a non-creepy kind of way;

He’d only want to know your favorite stuff cause he wanted to provide you the homey comfort when you were stressed;

     And he figured the best way to do that would be by bringing you the stuff you liked;

Also pretty much a smol child;

Will literally make the dumbest decisions;

     But not on purpose;

You’ll have to take are of him so much;

Like, he’d the book-smart kind of guy;

With no common sense;

Still, he’d love you to pieces;

Therefore, fights would be few;

     If any;

Particularly at the start of relationship, when everything is wobbly;

He’d be your main pillar of support;

And you’d be the same for him;

You’d be there for each other, and that’s all that matters.

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[hyung-line-wife]

Jungkook Scenario: You Find Him Cheating on You Pt.8

Fireworks exploded on the stage, marking the chorus of the opening ceremony song.

‘Lo siento, Lo siento, Yo no tengo prisa vamos lento.

Lo siento, Lo siento, Let’s take our time’

You saw Leslie Grace, the featured singer sway her hips along the choreography with Super Junior. You really liked this song and performance, it was a refreshing song, with a latín vibe, which almost made you forget about all the events that had occurred some minutes ago.

You turned towards your right, towards Dawon, who was mesmerized by the presentation on the stage. And he wasn’t the only one, as all of the JFX members were also looking at the performance with the same face. Was it just for the cameras rolling, or they were really enchanted by the Latin girl singing on stage?.

You giggled, guys will always be guys. Dawon snapped from his trance, looking you with a shy smile.

Your stomach twitched a little, surprising you. You probably were just nervous due to the award you were competing for.

Dawon was really a great match. He was a nice, he cared for you, and a gentleman, plus, he already was all puppy love for you. Somehow, you were developing some sort of small feelings for him. It surely would take time to heal your heart, but you could see yourself opening up more for him in the future.

You returned the smile, locking eyes with him. You saw him blush a little bit due to the lights reflecting on his face from the stage, however that tender expression suddenly changed as he looked over your shoulder, towards the other grand table.

Throughout all the time that had elapsed since your meeting with your ex you had felt observed. Not the kind of feeling you had when you entered a room with people, but the feeling you had when you were being stared at by someone who wanted to fight with you. It had made with uncomfortable and self conscious the whole time.

You slowly turned towards the direction of the stare, finding yourself with two pair of bunny black eyes staring back and forth suspiciously between you and Dawon. Jungkook was sitting cockily at his table, with one closed fist over the table, his eyes were almost throwing daggers at Dawon, as he pushed his tongue into the inner part of his cheek. A move you had always found sexy on him.

You had been walking hand in hand with a disguised Jungkook on the busy streets near the Han River, you were going to the park of the Han River to have a picnic date. He was using a black wig with some glasses and a mouth cover, as simple as it seemed, almost half of the guys your had crossed that day were using the same accessories.

“The weather is just perfect!, I love it.” You said cheerfully, while turning towards him with a cheesy smile. The grip on your hand tightened, and his eyes smiled to you.

You had continued walking through the street, until you got to the intersection, next to a bar. This bar was known for being popular among tourists, so it wasn’t weird to see various blonde heads hanging outside the establishment. This day in particular there where two Swedish looking guys, which as you approached stopped talking to stare at you.

“I must be dead because I see angels.” One said lowering his sunglasses.

“What a pretty lady you are honey!” The other one said smiling at you.

“Come here and we can share some drinks.” The first one added, raising his glass of alcohol.

You felt yourself redden. What the hell with those guys! Didn’t they saw that you were walking with someone hand in hand? Jungkook burst in before you could.

“Excuse me? Please repeat that.” He lowered his mouth cover, staring at them intensely. You could almost feel him puffing his chest like an Alfa dog.

The foreigners stared at him for what seemed for minutes, and then entered the bar. Kook started walking away, dragging you along, as he pushed his tongue into his inner cheek with his eyebrows knitted together. You felt your heart contract a little. He was jealous and you loved it.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow as he connected his eyes with yours. He was inquiring what was occurring with Dawon. Did you wanted to answer him?, no. First, even if you wanted to answer him, it was nearly impossible in that situation. Second, you didn’t need to excuse your actions to him after all of he had done.

Taehyung, who was sitting next to Jungkook noticed the situation and elbowed him, breaking his attention from you. You saw Namjoon shake lightly his head and Jin signaling Kook to stop.

Loud cheering made you loose focus over what was ocuring at BTS table. They where the fans shouting from the public areas of the theatre. You quickly turned around to face the JFX table, if the fans noticed what had been occurring between the three of you... you were done. The last thing you wanted was someone filming your expressions, which later would turn into gossip.

“I am Suho from EXO.” Suho, one of the MCs of the awards show greeted from the stage, making you turn your attention towards him. The opening presentation had now ended, and the MCs were snow standing on the stage in line.

“My name is Jimin.” Jimin greeted cutely from the stage, surprising you. You didn’t knew that he would be featured this year as an MC. He was wearing a fitted smoking with mismatched earrings that complimented his killer jawline.

“Welcome everyone to the Jildan Music Awards 2018!” Suho greeted as the lights on the screens along the theatre changed colors. Everyone started clapping, even J.P. who was sitting across you started whistling to Suho.

“This evening we would be counting with presentations from Exid,” Jimin continued as the crowd stopped clapping, however when he had raised his microphone to speak, armys started shouting which made him smile sweetely. As he mentioned Exid, they were shown live on the giant screens across the theatre, and the song they would be performing started playing.

Hani and Jeongwha were sitting next to each other, signaling to their face on the screen, laughing as they noticed they had been captured unknowingly.

“...Black Pink,” Jimin continued as they were consequently shown on the screen. Rose was waving to the camera while Jisoo winked cutely. You turned towards Black Pink’s table, which was next to BTS table, watching as a camera man recorded them closely.

“Oh! Y/N, your hair is tangled with your earring.” Dawon said behind you as you felt a hand gently touch your left ear. You felt Jungkooks gaze on you as you turned away from his direction to Dawon, however you caught the glimpse of a camera man approaching your table.

Wait a second. That meant that-

“..and with the special presentations of BTS and JFX!”. Suho ended elevating a hand on the direction of the biggest screen of the theatre. Even before he could mention the names of the groups the fangirls started shouting loudly.

Shit, shit, shit.

The screen showed both of the two tables, BTS’s and JFX’s, and a very shocked you sitting on JFX’s table. The crowd’s initial cheers suddenly started dying. If the fans had not noticed your presence before, now they did.

You couldn’t imagine of a worse view. You, Jungkook’s supposed girlfriend sitting on his rival group table, and even worse, Dawon, Jungkook’s specific rival immersed detangling your earring, as Jungkook stared at both of you, probably still mad.

You quickly touched Dawon’s arm just as he finished. He looked upwards, smiling at the screen, unobvious of the situation as well as the rest of JFX, which waved at the crowd.

You tried to smile, to try to play along with JFX and not worsen the situation, but the smile on your smile seemed as fake as Jungkook’s devotion to you during your relationship. As you looked around the area where the fans were sitting, you could distinguish a few faces why looked confused and even mad. It wasn’t your imagination right?

Even as you switched your focuses from the fans towards the rest of the tables from the idols and actors your could catch a few of them whispering between them while looking at you. In the end of the rift side you saw Hani from her table, frantically telling you calm down by moving her hands softly, she knew you so well that she already understood how you felt inside you.

This was like an horror movie, where everyone around you didn’t recognize what was occurring and you where alone suffering the judging stares of the public. You didn’t even wanted to turn around to see Jungkook’s expression, that little brat was probably using his baby victim face to gain the favour of the Army’s.

“Un, alright. The first category that we will be presenting is of best trot single of the year.” You heard Jimin say abruptly, just as if he had sensed the situation.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Dawon asked you in a low voice as he leaned towards you. You sighed, composing yourself.

“Dawon, I think all the fans have noticed that I was sitting with your group.” You whispered trying to maintain a calm face, as well as not make obvious to anyone on the seats around you that you were talking with him.

“Oh shit. The producers are going to get mad with us now, we were supposed to be a surprise.” Dawon said nervously. You almost wanted to facepalm yourself, did he really didn’t understand what you were referring to?.

“Dawon I think that the producers really do not care if we are seen together before, if not they wouldn’t have given me a seat next to you.”

“Oh, yes you are right. Sorry I’m just really nervous tonight, but then what do you mean of?” He smiled at you tilting his dead to one side.

“You know that me and Jung-“

Ding.

Ding , Ding, Ding, Ding.

Your cellphone started vibrating on your lap. You quickly mouthed Dawon to wait, as he shifted his attention towards the stage with a nod. Cellphones weren’t allowed at ceremony awards, because of the fans caught an idol looking towards his phone instead of the performance, trouble would rise.

You weren’t an idol, or had a manager that controlled your access to your phone, so you had kept it in your little purse. Bringing your body closer to the table so that people wouldn’t see you looking at your phone, you unblocked it.

Twitter

Jungshokeedbby_21 taggued you on a tweet:

@Y/N are you cheating on Jungkook?

Twitter

Tattae_ftcypher5 and 16 more retweeted Jungkook_unnoficialfam

I always knew that @Y/N was just seeing JK for his fame, and now that she found a perfect dog like Dawon she is going to look more fans from his group. Let’s make all of JFX fans aware of this bitch with #Y/NIsBehindYourBoys

Instagram

7_JiminiJamz sent you a private message:

Weren’t you dating Jungkook Y/N? You are such an opportunist slut.

You felt your body temperature drop. That were only the top notifications, you were sure if you swiped down you would find worse than that. You blocked you phone and quickly hided it in the folding of your skirt. You wanted to make it seem as you had never seen those notifications.

You knew that sooner or later the fans would find out, and their response would not be happy, but you had never imagined that it would be in this unfair way. You had secretly planned to inform the fans about your break up with Jungkook (of course after he acknowledged that you were done, which was meant to happen after both of you talked privately) in a press conference or in a video, where you could minimize the impact towards your public image, of course you wouldn’t tell the true reason, but it was better than the fans finding out due to an expected focusing where you seemed to be the one cheating.

‘Breathe Y/N, breathe.’ You told yourself as you felt your gut contract uncomfortably. The worst thing you could do was to be shown desperate or uncomfortable by the cameras, you could be marked as disrespectful or you knew what else.

“Wooo!” Hawk shouted clapping excitedly as the lights shut down and on the central screen of the theatre appeared the name of the new song of Jessi.

Jessi was standing with a striking pose on a platform that appeared from the floor, just as Hawk was motioning at her like the biggest fan boy ever. This was a great distraction for you, just what you needed to get away from the pressing ache you had on your gut.

The best dropped just as she started twerking and Hawk became mad. A guy that behaves like a bad boy.. but when he sees the girl he likes he is little boy, you couldn’t believe that non kpop idols even were afraid of him.

The camera a focused on him as he sang the fan chant not caring about anything in the world, he was living his life while the rest of JFX seemed ashamed of him. The fans around you erupted in screams due to his reaction. You guessed this was the going to bn the next IT reaction of the year, just as it had been Jungkook’s last year when he sat next to IU.

You smiled to yourself bitterly.

That hideous memory. That little shit. He had al-

A warm hand covered yours which had been fisted without you knowing, bringing you out of your nasty memories. Dawon was giving you the smallest smile ever, as he pointed at a very wild Hawk. It was just as if he had noticed you were having a bad time and he was trying to distract you. And it was working.

‘When they see me, they go

Ah so pretty, ah ah, ah so pretty, ah so pretty, ah so pretty

When they see me, they go

Ah so pretty, ah ah, ah so pretty’

Jessi now was signing her hit song Ssenunni as she began twerking madly. If you thought the first song that she performed was suggestive enough, this was at another level, and Hawk was loving it.

“Ah so pretty, ah ah, ah so pretty” Hawk sang along her, practically eating her with his eyes. He was already standing next to the table gaining most of the attention of the idols around him and Kyle, the leader of JFX was subtly trying to control him from his seat next to him, just as J.P. laughed hysterically along with Go Sun, the diva.

Your hand relaxed over the table, turning and gently locking fingers with the hand over you. A shadow passed over Dawon’s face, the owner of the hand, for a fraction of second before he blushed intensely, keeping his eyes plastered over he presentation, however you knew that it was because of you.

Fuck the fans and media. You were going to live the moment.

“I’m sorry, miss Y/N?” A respectful voice said behind you.

You detangled your hand from Dawon’a and placed it over your skirt. “Yes?”

“You should head towards the backstage, all of the candidates for.. most influential person on the internet” He read the last part from his note board.

“Yeah, sure.” You stood up carefully in the darkness, Jessi was now at almost the last part of the presentation. Dawon gave you his hand gentlemanly so that you could balance yourself standing up. The guy turned on his little flashlight, to guide you over the tables towards the backstage.

“I know you are going to win Y/N, I made everyone vote for you.” Dawon told you in a whisper as you started following the award’s staff guy.

“Let’s hope for the best.”

As you walked through the tables following the staff, you could not longer feel the insecurity you felt when you entered the stadium.

To be continued...

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[thong-in-the-twist]

Cutting The Deck 1/3

Summary: in which Jisoo tricks his way into your heart (pants), theatre!au

How amazing is that that I managed to actually write something that I finished before even posting? I am so proud of myself. And Jisoo needs our love!

2/3 3/3

It’s out.

It’s out and you can’t do anything about it. You can feel horror dawning on you, as your limbs grow cold.

It feels like the whole room is still shaking, damned word still resonating between four walls. You can nearly feel the overbearing presence of witches and horrified screams of those, who perished before you, fill your ears.

You don’t need to look around to know that everybody is staring at you not even trying to conceal their horror. Your legs are wobbly, when you raise from your chair, breaking the perfect circle, your silhouette casting shadow on the old wooden parquet.  Your shadow is longer than those of your peers, it sticks out, it’s renounced by others for being concocted by a person that has just transgressed the bound of decency.

And you can’t even blame them. Whether it was a brief lapse in your judgment or heavens wrath channeled through your mouth – you don’t know, it doesn’t matter. You’ve committed grave sin against your community – the gravest one of them all.

“You know what to do?” It’s half question, half order. You nod, not having enough courage to look the speaker in the eyes. You don’t want to face their the disappointment.

Especially since it’s been only a week since you joined this particular club. Which means you saw this gathering, this room only twice.

And you allowed yourself to utter blasphemy.

“Wait, what?” You can hear confused exclamation to your far right, but you don’t bother turning around, and you just walk down the stage, to reach stairs. “Why are you kicking her out? She only said that Macbeth is…”

It’s an immediate pandemonium. Chairs are screeching, everybody turning to the speaker to shush him. The director drops her notes, and they scatter all over the circle, few of the sheets reaching your shoes. You stopped walking when you heard him utter The Scottish Play’s name, as you mistakenly did barely a minute ago, and you turned around in disbelief.

You can see lack of understanding in his eyes, you can see his eyebrows furrowing, and you can see how he looks around the room, not realizing what has he done. He shrugs, his jacket shimming, and he moves down to pick up one of the pages.

Once again you can feel yourself growing cold, and you just shout don’t thinking about it:

“Stop!” His hand stops a breath away from the page, and he looks up at you. You keep talking, as if you were talking to a wild animal.” Don’t touch it. Just. Leave. It.” He seems surprised, but as nobody is saying anything, opting for staring at him in bewilderment, he slowly straightens in his chair. He didn’t touch the page. You motion for him to come. “Come here. We have. To go. We have to go out. Now.”

Once again his eyes slide around the circle, but again nobody is speaking so he shrugs once again and stands up. He stuffs his hands in his pockets and looking indifferent walks to you, taking special care not to step on the pages.

“Step on the pages.” You snap. You didn’t think about it, it has just escaped you. He looks at you as if you were completely mad, but he says nothing and walks over the last few pages, his sneakers leaving dusty prints.

You exhale and turn around, searching for the stairs in dim light. You lead him out of the hall, into the hallway. You don’t say anything until you reach the sidewalk in front of the building. There you turn around, putting your hands on your hips in your fiercest pose and you wait for the other offender.

He looks reserved and cautious, stopping in front of you, but way out of your personal space, hands still stuffed defiantly in his pockets. He is taller than you, his oversized bomber jacket making him appear bigger and more threatening. His face is just scornful.

“Spin around.” You order with all the authority you can muster. He looks at you deftly, longer than it’s needed, and you school yourself for the fight, but he finally spins around – in a manner that reminds you of an adolescent that was made to do something he doesn’t want to do, his feet hitting pavement quickly, making him look like a penguin impersonator.

“Brush yourself off.” You say, and he brushes off his arms. He is still annoyed, but you can feel his curiosity raising.

“Say the name of The Scottish Play three times.”

“What?”

“Say the name of that play, you said inside, three times!” It’s a burst of annoyance, but it gets job done. He quickly repeats the name three times, and you focus on your own cleansing ritual. You turn around, brush your arms, and mutter the name three times under your nose.

Only then you can feel the pressure lifting.

You exhale and stretch, completely forgetting about the other offender.

“Now what?” He asks and you look at him, his hands back in his pockets.

You smile at him, for the first time and shrug.

“Now we wait.” You say looking around to find some place to sit on, there is no bench close enough, so you settle on the stairs. He moves to stand in front of you, but doesn’t sit down.

“Wait for what?” He presses.

“For the troupe to invite us back.” It’s such an obvious thing to you that you have problem understanding how he could not know that.

“Troupe? Ah, you mean to members of the club.” He states and you nod with indulgent smile like a teacher does when their pupil finally get something right. He shifts to put the weight on his other leg and speaks again. “So… What was it all about?”

You squint your eyes, but that’s only because now that he moved you are no longer protected from sun.

“You really know nothing about theater, do you?” You ask rhetorically, and mover forward to find shelter in his shadow. “Theater folk is the most superstitious bunch you could get. So if you want to live a peaceful life with them, remember few basic rules: never, under no circumstances say the name of The Scottish Play. Never whistle on the stage. Never wish luck before performance, say “break the leg” instead. Never turn off all the lights when leaving theatre. If script falls to the ground, step on the pages before picking them up.”

You count on your fingers, and when you finish you look up at him. He has his eyebrows raised, and you can see the perspiration just under his hairline.

“Woah… Ok, that is a lot.” You shrug. It’s not really. It’s basic if you’ve been in the industry long enough.

“Anyway, why did you join the club?” The fact that he wasn’t in the acting before is quite obvious. Everybody involved knows at least the  “The Scottish Play” thing.

“I just wanted to try, I guess? It’s probably my last opportunity to do so anyway.” Right. University. Last opportunity for many things.

“Good enough.” You comment and extend your hand.” Nice to meet you.”

He takes your hand, and his fingers are surprisingly cool considering the sweat appearing on his neck.

“Jisoo. Kim Jisoo.”

“Aren’t you hot, Kim Jisoo?” You ask matter-of-factly.

“Well, I am hot, thanks for noticing.” You have to admit you are confused for a second. It takes you a moment, but when you see his playful smile you understand that you just got played. But you don’t get to clarify your line of thought, because they are calling for you.

*

“And now imagine the animal. Any animal.” Lights are dimmed yet again, director sitting on the audience, quietly talking to troupe. You are laying on the stage, ragdoll-like having shed your usual quirks and moves. You are ready to transform into another being. An animal. “Can you see it in your mind?”

You can. You can see small, but nimble animal. Standing back on its rear legs. You can see its pointy face, you can see black dots of eyes, and little whiskers.

“Can you see how it moves? Can you see whether it’s a predator or prey? Can you see whether it owns the place or slides into shadows not to be seen?”

Yes, you can see it. You can see how it runs, to stand abruptly, to sit up and scan its surroundings.

“Now that you can clearly see the animal, the power of your mind allows you to slowly mold your body. Can you feel it? Can you feel that your toes are no longer human? Move them, just like your animal would. Can you feel it? Then turn your feet, are they covered in scales or maybe fur?”

In your mind you are slowly shifting into animal, acquiring it’s moves, acquiring it quirks. Slowly, so slowly, your troupe starts moving, sitting up, every single one of you starts to acquaint themselves with the environment as an animal.

You are a fully shifted meerkat, and you are trying to get around elephant, when your director calls.

“Ok, guys, stop!” All the animals look at her, startled by a sudden sound. “Good job, but… Jisoo? Can you explain what are you doing?”

Jisoo.

You can all agree that he is quite good. If he gets a role to play he is believable. He has also quite good improv – so overall he should be doing good. But he is not. Because of his misplaced… You don’t even know what, but you can all say, that he is not giving it his all, and he finds half of the exercises stupid, and he just fools around, when the rest of the group is serious.

All the animals turn to Jisoo, and you see him still laying on the ground, on his stomach legs and arms splayed.

He doesn’t react.

“Jisoo?” Calls your director again, now clearly irritated.

There is a silence, and then really slow:

“Sloth.”

*

You are embarrassed to say, but during that accident meerkat sounded very like laughing human. That was the problem, the troupe was walking around irritated at Jisoo, and yet no one could really get mad at him. He was just… Jisoo. The funny guy. He is usually the last one to arrive (late more often than not), the first one to leave (usually skipping cleaning up), but when improv comes he is simply the best. Even though no one wants to admit that.

He has the best ideas, and he can pull the off.

And be so fucking annoying while he does that. One time he was supposed to play a shop owner, who was being asked for donations to support far right candidate for government  in one of the etudes, and he ended playing gay florist. Other time he was supposed to use any song’s lyrics to tell the story that was not connected to the lyrics in reality and he played pregnant women going into labor with Justin Bieber’s Baby. He could randomly decide to just start speaking in verse, and he would do it impeccably. Pissing the shit out of everybody, but he was brilliant.

Perfect smart, but naughty boy, and that was a charm no one could refuse.

“Today we are choosing our play.” You find him sitting in the back row, shuffling a deck of cards. He looks up at you, cutting the deck with only one hand and you are impressed.

“Which means?” He asks tossing cards from one hand to the other one. You stare at his hands, until he finishes.

“Show off.” You say not really answering his question, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He flashes you a big smile and fixes the deck. Once again your eyes fall to his hands, because they look really nice on those cards. Jisoo answers to not pronounced plea, and spins the first card on the deck in such a beautiful manner you can help but send him stinky eye. But even after that you can’t stop yourself from asking. “Do you know any tricks?”

“Not really.” He answers simply bending the deck with one hand. He slides down in his chair, spreading his legs slightly, in this clearly macho way and you immediately know he is full of shit. “But I know some magic.”

I bet you do.

“Wanna see?” You look at the stage to check whether you still have time. It’s also quite unusual – Jisoo being here before it starts? But you are still in the clear, so you go further into the row, resting against armchair in the lower row to face him.

There is a triumphant air about him.

He shows you the deck.

“As you can see I have normal deck. Want to check if every card is different?” He asks quickly, spreading cards in his hands into nice fan, showing you different colors. Instant change that you see is amazing.

“I will believe you.” You say jokingly.

“Maybe you shouldn’t.” He says and spreads the cards once again, this time with their backs up. “Choose one – and, I am sure you know the rules, don’t show it to me but remember what it is.”

You smile and choose one, making sure not to flash him with the card. He does a whole show of not looking at you, and you got nine of spades.

“What now?”

He cuts a deck and makes you place your card on top of lower half. He then puts the other half on top, and your card is concealed in the deck.

He looks up at you, with this utterly playful expression on his face.

“So… let’s get to shuffle!” He starts shuffling cards around. Once, twice, you follow his fingers, not wanting to miss any part of the show. But you are also not the one to go easy.

“Can I shuffle?” You ask, and he stops, fixing the deck. He scrunches his face, but reluctantly hands you the deck.

“Well that could actually disturb my sorcery, but I think you are a quite good witch. Are you a witch?”

“Of course I am.” You answer and shuffle the deck. You are not nearly as skillful, but you do your job, while he stares at your hands. When you are done, you give it back to him.

“Ok, m’lady.” He says, and grabs your hand turning it up. “Let’s search for your card.”

“But you shouldn’t be searching for it…?” You tease, but he is already putting cards from the deck on your hand, one by one, face up.

“Oh, I know where it is, but I should make it worthwhile, right?” He says, and suddenly you see nine of spades on your hand. You are an actress, you’ve been practicing for a moment like that for years, so you don’t show it. Four of clubs lands on your card, and as of clubs as well. That’s when he stops. You look up, already feeling bad for him, but also quite happy with yourself.

“How about we really make it worthwhile?” He asks.

“You mean?” He smiles brightly, as if you’ve fallen into his trap.

“I am sure that next card I pick will be yours. If I am right, you’ll have to kiss me.” You wet your lips with your tongue, more to conceal your smile then anything. You can agree, but you can’t be too ready to do it – you don’t want him to realize that he won’t get your card.

“That is harassment…” You muse, but he shakes his head.

“No, it’s not. It just a way for you to show appreciation for my magic.”

“You are quite confident.”

“Oh, I am hundred percent sure.” He says with a killer smile, and, boy, does he have a prefect smile.

“Ok. I will.” You say, and ready yourself for what is about to come. You fully expect him to grab the card from the deck in his hand – but no. His fingers touch the nine of spades, still visible from under two other cards, and he fishes it out from your deck, and shows it to you.

“Is that… Your card?” His left eyebrow is perched high, and you are dumbfounded. But not dumbfounded enough not to realize that you’ve been played. You’ve fallen into his trap, without any, slightest even, suspicion.

You shake your head, but you laugh.

“Does it always work?” You ask, quite sure that you are not the first girl that has fallen for that.

“Every single time.” He answers bashfully, and gathers the deck and taps his lower lip with a finger. You give him a stinky eye, but deal is a deal, and you are not the one to back out. So you lean forward, pecking his lips. When you straighten he is sitting with this blissful expression and eye closed.

“Nice.” He says. “Pleasure doing business with you.”

“Because that’s the thing you should tell girl after being kissed.”

“I know right?”

“Everybody! Let’s start, we have so much to do today!” Director’s call brings you back to reality.

And to think that Jisoo was the one that managed to get you away from it.

If you were a synesthete, you’d say that you could hear Jisoo smile behind you, as you were walking down to join the rest of the troupe on the stage.

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