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hxney-lemcn · 2 years

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Sweet Confession — Michael Afton x gn! reader

Summery: Reader and Michael hang out outside of work, and feelings are shared.

tw: None

a/n: Dedicated to @ranovlas ! Sorry this one lowkey sucks T_T This can be read alone or with the other fic first.

wc: 1.2k

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Ever since that night…morning? Whatever, ever since that day, Michael and I became close. There was still a wall, but now we actually hang out outside of work. Although it’s mostly staying inside and watching whatever, it was still fun. Even though there was a wall still held between us, we have greatly opened up at the same time. And my tiny crush that I had, has also greatly increased.

Today was one of the rare days where we both had off and we had plans to actually go out somewhere. Which I was pretty excited for. I couldn’t help the romantic daydreams about what could possibly happen. It made me feel stupid and foolish, but at the same time I didn’t mind them happening too much either. I picked out an outfit that I felt really good in, and did whatever else I could to make myself look even better. Yet due to my anxiety, by the time I was ready, I still had a few extra hours to spare.

I sighed out as I took a seat on my couch. I turned on the t.v. putting on something random to try and waste the time faster. But I couldn’t focus as my mind drifted off and I felt giddy all over again. It doesn’t help that I make every interaction we have into something romantic when inherently, it isn’t romantic at all. And the fact that I know I do this makes me invalidate any actual possible thing that Michael has done that might be flirting. It’s a terrible cycle honestly.

After the hours passed in what felt like years, it was finally time for me to go. We were meeting up at a park. It was a nice day and it was a big park, so we could find somewhere to go without many people. Driving for 10 minutes, I arrived and saw that Michael was already there waiting. Parking next to him, I got out and locked the doors.

“Hey!” I greeted with a smile. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”

“Well you did take a while,” He shrugged, trying to hold a smirk.

I crossed my arms and shook my head, “We’re both early, dumbass.”

We both laughed quietly and started to head into the forest. I was surprised that there weren’t many people there, but that just meant it was better for us. We found a bench that overlooked a tiny pond and we decided to take a seat.

“My friend thinks her boyfriend is going to propose to her soon,” I explained. I was happy for my friend, truely, but… “I’ve never had a partner yet. I’m so happy for her obviously. He treats her well and they’ve been together for years now, but I can’t help but to be jealous.”

“I’m sure you’ll find somebody,” Michael replied. “I’m honestly surprised no one has asked you out before.”

This is where that wall that separated us held me back. I wanted to come clean and tell him how I felt lonely and that no one would love me. But I knew he had his own problems to worry about, and they seemed much more worrisome than mine. I know, I know it’s bad to compare those kinds of things cause I do end up invalidating my own feelings, but what I’m trying to say is, I don’t know if he is in a good mindset to hear other people’s problems.

“I’m doubtful,” I ended up replying with a shrug. “Besides, I already have my eyes on someone.” I looked over at Michael as I said this and he looked back at me at the same time.

“Who?” He asked with genuine interest, and what sounded to be a bit of hope. “From what you tell me, you don’t talk to many people.”

“Ouch,” I said with a pout. I can already tell he’s not all oblivious because what I said seems to have tipped him off. “And why should I tell you?”

“Because I’m your best friend?” He responded like it was obvious.

“Mmmmm but (f/n) has been my friend since 4th grade so actually she’s my best friend,” I teased.

“What am I going to do?” Michael asked. “Tell them?”

“It’s a bit more complicated than that,” I replied, rolling my eyes. “Okay, I’ll tell you right as we leave. Deal?”

“Deal,” He agreed.

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“Look how cute they are,” I cooed as the ducks swam around the pond near the shore. We moved closer to get a better look. Michael didn’t reply so I glanced behind me to see him staring at me from behind. (I was crouching while he was standing). “Mike?” I called out since he was just staring like he was in some sort of state.

He seemed to snap out of it and said, “Say that again.”

I blinked confused, “...Mike?” I tilted my head, “Is something wrong?” I became even more confused when a blush coated his cheeks. Until I realized I just called him a nickname, something I’ve never done with anyone before.

“N-no, sorry I didn’t mean to be weird,” Mike immediately stuttered. “I just haven’t been called that…in a long time.”

My eyes widened, “Oh I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to bring up anything bad!”

“It’s fine,” He smiled sheepishly, looking away. “It’s nice when you call me that.”

I felt my face heat up slightly, my hopeless romantic mind going crazy with this.

It was getting sort of late, and so we decided we should go back home. I don’t think I’m going to be able to sleep tonight with how wild my thoughts are going to be. We stood in front of our cars and I knew that I could just leave and not hold up on my end of the deal…but I’m better than that. What I’m going to say will forever change our relationship, no matter what.

Taking a deep breath, I turned and looked into his blue eyes, “So, about the person I like…” I trailed off, not being able to stare at him any longer. “I like you.” With that said, I quickly got in my car and turned it on. Before I could leave, knocking on the passenger side window gained my attention. I already knew who it was so I rolled it down and stared at the driver's wheel.

“Do you mean what you said?” Mike called out softly.

I waved him in and he joined me in my car, “I wouldn’t just say something like that as a joke or lie about it you know.”

“I…I know, it’s just…kind of hard to believe,” Mike sighed out.

“How?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “We hang out practically everyday, and you’re a really nice and fun guy. How could I not like you?”

“I could bring up many reasons,” He mumbled.

“You tell me a reason and I can refute it,” I replied. “I understand if you don’t want to date or anything, I just hope we could still be friends.”

“I want to date you,” Mike once again mumbled, seemingly flustered at the sentence.

My heart sped up and I felt myself flush, a smile breaking onto my face. Staring into his eyes, I couldn’t help but feel the happiest I’ve ever been.

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 3 years

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bao | myg | 1

pairing(s): yoongi x reader

summary: Min Yoongi is always late to start work. He’s late in starting a lot of things. Like telling you he loves you.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; mentions of parental injury/surgery; it’s actually SO MUCH fluff; non-idol!AU; (slightly) jealous deliveryboy!Yoongi x hardworking chef!reader ft. bao fiend, next-door neighbor, model!Taehyung; Yoongi gets injured T_T

it’s Weverse magazine Yoongi; can’t be helped he looked too good and yes it’s another fic revolving around food like mango | jjk (less dark this time lmao), guess that’s my schtick now

Men in leather jackets?

Yes.

Men who liked to wear silver rings?

Double yes.

Men whose name was Min Yoongi?

Fuck, no.

But, unfortunately, Min Yoongi was both of the first two things, when annoyed you to no end. You could hate Min Yoongi, easy, if he wasn’t attractive, but the truth was that he was very attractive, with his dark hair, cat-like eyes that were the color of black coffee, large pale hands, silver earrings, silver bracelets, and raspy deep voice.

The infuriating thing was, he was always late.

“Sorry,” he apologized for the billionth time. “I had to do something.”

You always have to do something, you thought, pursing your lips as you pushed the paper bags towards him. Each one was stapled with a small piece of paper, indicating the address and complete order of the patron.

“I’m going to fire you if you’re late again,” you warned.

Yoongi grinned as he gathered the bags. He had pretty white teeth too. Fuck. You even liked seeing his stupid teeth. The fuck was wrong with you?

“Nah, you won’t fire me. I’m your favorite delivery boy.”

“You’re my only delivery boy,” you shot back as he retreated.

“Thus, being your favorite,” he chuckled, out the back door once again.

You sighed deeply as you watched the black leather depart. He was wearing black jeans today that showed off his long legs, with a tear in the right knee. Why did he have to look so good? And why was he always late? It was very annoying. You checked your phone, texting your father, asking how he was today.

You spent all day taking orders and prepping them for Yoongi to deliver. In between, you continued making buns of all kinds, from savory pork buns to sweet red bean buns. You father owned a small Chinese-style bao shop, but since his back surgery, he hadn’t been able to work for a while. Your mother was taking care of him and complaining quite a bit about having another baby, except this one was bigger and more demanding and sounded way too much like your father.

You just laughed through the phone as your dad asked for more water and a foot massage.

Being their only daughter, you naturally had some experience making bao, but actually running the business was much harder. You weren’t sure how your dad did it all these years to be honest. There used to be a counter where people could drop by and pick up a bun for their lunch break, but the person who worked at that counter used to be your mother or you, and that wasn’t happening if you were making them all day. You weren’t as fast making them as your father either.

Therefore, the small shop ended up being converted to delivery only, and your only delivery boy was late to arrive all the damn time.

Okay, he wasn’t a delivery boy per se, because he was definitely an adult man, but he might as well have been a boy with how often you scolded him about being late. At least he was good at delivering the actual orders on time.

You heard a knock at the back door and scooped up two steaming roast pork buns, brushing the excess flour off your hands before opening the door.

A bright, jovial, boxy smile greeted you.

“Hey!”

Your only exception to delivery only. Kim Taehyung, your next-door neighbor.

You handed him the pork buns and he handed you some bills.

“Keep the change,” he grinned, biting into the bun and gasping a little at the heat. “Mmm, delicious as always.”

You chuckled. “You need to learn how to cook for yourself.”

He pouted, chewing noisily. “Ugh, it’s so hard. Teach me.”

You rolled your eyes. “I tried. You burned it somehow. I don’t even know how that’s possible.”

He shrugged. “I’m better at watching anyway.”

You looked over his attire. A brown suit with a cream t-shirt, green silk scarf around his neck. His hair was dark brown again. “What are you advertising today?” Taehyung was a model. Sometimes you saw him on billboards or ads in the supermarket.

Taehyung shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m going to the agency right now.” He held up the buns. “But I gotta eat first because it’s gonna be long day.”

You chuckled. “Better go before your manager calls.”

As if on cue, a colorful tune erupted from Taehyung’s pants, chirping loudly. Taehyung shoved one of the buns entirely into his mouth and spoke around it, words muffled.

“Ugh, thanks again. Let’s hang out when I can!” he called as he ran off, snatching his phone from his pocket, mumbling into it as he chewed.

You smiled ruefully, watching him hurry away. “Yeah, like that will ever happen.”

Taehyung was far too busy to hang out with you. You were surprised he still lived in the same apartment complex you did, because he made decent money now, but he said it was because his dog Yeontan didn’t like change and his parents lived nearby so he could drop him off there when he was working.

“Your boyfriend or something?”

You suddenly noticed Yoongi standing next to the door. You jumped back, staring at him. He raised an eyebrow.

“How long have you been there?”

Yoongi shrugged. “As long as you’ve been making googly eyes at him.”

You frowned. “I’m not making googly eyes at Taehyung.”

Yoongi smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. “Ah, he has a name. And no honorifics. Very suspicious, if you ask me.”

Nobody asked you! You wondered if he needed both arms to deliver food, because you were pretty close to breaking at least one of them. Surely, he could drive one-handed? You were a bit disturbed on how imagining that seemed somewhat attractive to you.

“He’s my next-door neighbor,” you huffed, turning on your heel and going back into the shop to pack more orders for Yoongi.

“Next door to you puss–”

You spun around and shoved a pork bun into Yoongi’s mouth. He nearly choked, grabbing it as you let go, his fingertips brushing against yours for a moment. A strange tingle travelled through your palm, going up your arm. You ignored it, purposefully slipping buns into paper packages for an order for a local office nearby.

“It’s your lunchtime anyway,” you said impassively, not looking at him.

If you did, you would have noticed the pink tinge on Yoongi’s cheeks, the furrow in his brows as he chewed on the bun, watching you. You would have noticed the way his jaw seemed to be tense, thinking about what he just saw, holding tightly to the pork bun.

Yoongi knew you were the one who made it. It tasted great, almost as good as your father’s. He knew your father well, having been the on-and-off delivery boy through the years, from high school to university to now. Being an underground music producer didn’t make him a ton of money, but he didn’t care too much. If he was more popular, he would have to quit.

And he really didn’t want to quit, because he was staring at your back, hoping one day you’d notice he was watching you.

He knew who Kim Taehyung was. Taehyung came every day. Maybe even for the same reason as him. He never interrupted your interactions with Taehyung before, because it seemed rude. They were always short anyway. But, of course, Taehyung noticed you were alone now, and Taehyung had been dressing nicer, looking cuter, flirting more and more. Yoongi doubted you noticed, but it still bothered him all the same.

Yoongi sighed inwardly as he picked up another bun. You shot him a glare but he shrugged.

“Might make me taller,” was his response.

You raised your eyebrows. “You want to be a fucking skyscraper or something?”

He bit into it. Fucking delicious. “Maybe.”

Truth was, he just didn’t want to stop eating them because you made them.

Yoongi wanted to pretend you made them just for him.

"What's this?"

"Pork and leek bao. Tell me what you think."

Yoongi took a small bite, chewing thoughtfully. "Light flavor, but nice."

"Too greasy?" you pried.

"Mm, little bit."

You sighed. "Hm, okay, won't sell them then. I'll have to eat them myself."

Yoongi looked at the huge tray of freshly streamed buns.

"I can help."

"Wait for them to cool and then you can pack however much you want," you said absentmindedly, off to wash the pots. "You have a steamer at home?"

"Mhm."

He looked good today too, still in his black leather jacket and black jeans, different loose gray shirt. Almost cute with the way he was chomping on the steamed bun, his cheeks filling and becoming round.

Too bad he couldn't be punctual to save his life, you thought, violently scrubbing the metal clean.

Yoongi sat in his studio, holding one of the pork and leek bao you had given him. He stored them in his freezer and streamed them periodically when he was at his desk. Easy, quick meal that had very little mess.

He chewed on it.

He should have told you to sell them.

But he also liked having his freezer full of bao that you had made. You probably would have given him some of he asked, but Yoongi felt bad asking because he knew how hard you worked. They should be for customers, not him.

He sat back in his chair, taking bites slowly, savoring them. Salty pork with the mild flavor of fresh leek, a little black bean to add a hint of nuttiness, grounding the greasy nature of the meat. Made by your own two hands, your hard work, day in and day out, trying to make up for the absence of your father.

He really should stop being late.

Then again.

Yoongi was always late because he was always working on music and when he wasn't working on music, he was oversleeping his work alarms.

It wasn't until you had gone to university that he realized how much he missed you and your presence at the bao shop. You were smart. Had a Biochemistry degree and everything. Yoongi couldn't make heads or tails of science, so that alone was impressive to him. But you hadn't been able to get a job in your field because your father’s back pain got worse and worse, until he had to get surgery. Now it meant you did everything and, while it pained him to watch you working so hard, secretly he was a little glad that he could see you every day.

He felt ashamed for thinking that way, because your father had surgery for a misaligned disc and Yoongi didn't wish that on anyone.

His eyes shifted to his computer.

He hasn't dropped his mixtape for a lot of reasons. One, what if no one liked it? All of his hard work, ignored? Or, what if everyone liked it? What if he made it big?

Could he handle that?

He didn't know. He wasn't very good with people.

Who was he? A nobody. Yoongi doubted your parents would be happy if the fucking delivery boy wanted to marry you. They were nice people, but of course they wanted better for you. That's why they worked so hard to put you through school to the point of your father's back literally breaking.

Maybe it would be better if you dated Taehyung. It seemed like he made a reasonable amount of money considering his clothes. He was handsome too. Yoongi saw Taehyung's face at the local supermarket sometimes. His own face would never be in supermarkets. No one would pick up a coffee with his face on it over Taehyung's.

Yoongi ate the last bite of bao bitterly and returned to his music.

"You're even later than usual today!"

"I'm sorry. I'll grab the orders right away."

"And why are you wearing this stupid hat? It's unprofessional–"

You attempted to grab the black baseball cap off of Yoongi's head, but he dodged you. He seemed more aloof than usual today, but you barely noticed in your irritation as you clicked your tongue and grabbed his leather jacket, yanking him towards you and pulling the cap off.

Three things happened at once.

Yoongi's body collided into yours.

He painfully gasped into your neck, turning your skin burning hot with his breath.

And third, your eyes widened as you realized Yoongi had a black eye.

You barely even noticed the first two things because you were staring at the fair skin around his right eye tinged with rings of purple-red. You released him and he backed up away from you, wincing.

"What happened?" you asked in a stunned voice.

Yoongi narrowed his eyes and tried to grab his hat, but you moved it behind your back, eyes glued to his bruise.

"Yoongi, tell me what happened."

You saw him pause. If you weren't so fixated on the actual black eye, you would have noticed his expression change from annoyance, to bitterness, to realization. Your tone was not angry. You were genuinely worried, to the point you felt strangely emotional, like you were going to cry.

"It's nothing," Yoongi mumbled. "I'm fine. It only looks bad."

Your eyes locked with his. Those dark orbs did not want to say anything. They wanted you to treat it like no big deal, or yell at him some more for being late, anything but address his black eye.

"Please tell me what happened," you said quietly.

Yoongi sighed, rubbing the back of his head. Usually his black hair was styled, but it was messy and flat from being under the cap.

"I did something stupid," he finally replied. "I trusted people. And I got scammed."

You waited. Yoongi shuffled his feet and continued.

"I produce and make music. I mixed a guy's entire album and when I asked for payment, they told me I was getting paid with exposure," he spat, as if the word itself was disgusting. "I was already in a shitty mood. So I punched him."

"You did what?"

"I punched him," Yoongi repeated coolly. He shrugged. "There were three other guys so I punched them too."

"Y... Yoongi!"

"What?" he snapped. "They fucking deserved it."

"You can't go around punching people!"

"Yeah." He pointed to his black eye. "Sometimes they punch back."

You stared at him before you held out his cap. He took it from you and crammed it back on his head.

"Yoongi, go home."

He paused. Then he chuckled, straightening. "What are you taking about?" He changed his tone, making to more lighthearted and teasing. He gestured behind you, to the brown paper bags waiting. "I have deliveries to make."

"I'll do them."

You stood in front of the bags, blocking him. Yoongi frowned.

"You have food to make."

"Yoongi," you said softly. "Go home and recover. You probably didn't get much sleep last night. I can see your dark circles."

He chuckled, the noise dying in his throat as he looked at your serious expression.

"I always have dark circles."

"I don't want you to get in an accident because of sleep deprivation."

"I won't get into an accident," Yoongi said impatiently. He tried to move around you, but you and your flour-covered apron blocked him.

"I don't want you to get hurt."

The way you said it stopped him. You thought of your father, laying in the hospital, doctors and nurses trying to make sure he was okay after the surgery. Yoongi could see it in your eyes. He sighed.

"Look, it's just a couple bruises. I did this to myself," he mumbled. His eyes shifted from side to side before they came back to you. "I need to make money. I'm short on rent because of this."

"Then I'll pay you," you insisted. "You need to rest."

You suddenly realized Yoongi was very close to you now, looking down at you from under his black baseball cap. His chest was almost touching your chest. The scent of leather and pine cologne filled your nose, vastly different from your dusty flour-covered self. His cat-like eyes were on you, expression unreadable.

"This is my rest," Yoongi said quietly. "Helping you deliver orders is the least stressful part of my day."

For a long moment, you didn't move. You weren't sure if it was because you were still worried or because Yoongi was so close and it felt weird all of a sudden, as if you recalled the way his body hit yours earlier and the way his breath tickled your skin.

You moved away and Yoongi collected the bags, careful not to drop them. You always ordered them so they were from first to last delivery, maximizing efficiency and order number. He made his way to the back door, using his back to open it.

You spoke again, voice nearly cracking.

"Please don't get hurt."

Yoongi looked up from under his black cap, expressionless. You expected him to give you a snarky remark as usual.

"I won't."

He headed out.

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lsmileychanl · 4 years

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Stray kids scenarios // cuddling

Summary: How would members of stray kids react to you being really cuddly

Genre: Pure fluff

Warnings: minor swearing (sorry I can't help it T_T)

Pairing: Stray kids x Reader

A/n: Hello everyone! I wanted to say a huge thank you for your support, it really means a lot! Sorry for the slow posting schedule, I’ve been really busy lately. I promise that I will be more active in the future. I hope that this lil scenario can put a smile on your face! Remember to stay hydrated and get enough rest. Ily guys! ♡

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Bang Chan:

Channie, where are you coming home? I miss you ♡

Sorry y/n It’s been really busy lately. I’ll be home soon! Love you, baby!

I love you too!

Seen 11.27 PM

The clock was about to hit late hours of the night, but Chan still wasn’t home yet. You were determined to wait for him so that you could finally have some quality time with your boyfriend. He was working so hard and you really miss him. It was 1.45 AM and you made the critical decision to lay down on the couch. You felt yourself slowly doosing off when you heard the door open.

You jumped in his arms and hugged him so tightly, that you were convinced — any tighter and you would cut his circulation. God, you missed this.

‘’Whoa, hey baby!’’ Chan laughed out. You gave him a soft kiss on the lips. ‘’Welcome home.’’ You looked up to see his tired eyes. ‘’Let’s get rid of those model – eye bags of yours.’’ You took his arm and softly led him to the bedroom. You pouted when Chan didn’t move and gently shook your hand off.

‘’Sorry baby, I need to shower first, I’m all sweaty. Don’t be sad, I’ll be right back’’ Chan gave you one last kiss before heading to the shower.

When he came back, you were already waiting for him with fresh sheets and sheet masks for the both of you. You two ended up talking for way longer than you were supposed to, making fun of each other’s faces with the on and Chan filling you in on all the crazy stuff that happened in the dorms. You realized how late it was when you two heard bird chirps outside. You mentally thanked god that you both have a day off and went to bed. Needless to say you two ended up sleeping till noon.

Minho:

Waking up with lee know by your side was one of the best feelings ever. It was one of those lucky days where he didn't have anything planned for the whole day. Lee know is really touchy with people who he loves and so you woke up facing each other, with his arms securily around your waist and legs entangled together. You felt safe in his hold. While you wanted to stay in his strong hold forever you knew that you have to get up eventually and knowing Minho, he will not be the first one to wake up.

You gave one last look at his relaxed, sleeping face. God, he is perfect. You gently brushed your fingertips along his jawline while thinking of how lucky you were to have someone as precious as him. You gave him a gentle kiss. You felt him slightly smiling against your lips.

"Good morning, baby" you said while gently brushing through his hair.

He let out a slight groan. "Just 5 more minutes..." Lee know said with his slight morning voice. "Or a little longer..." He mumbled while digging his head in your shoulder.

You knew that there was no escape. And so you accepted the faith that you were given and gave into the warmth of his body.

You both loved the feeling of being close to each other and that is exactly what you did.

Changbin:

You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time, fixing your hair and smiling at your reflexion. You normally didn’t wear anything fancy when going out with Changbin, but today you were really feeling yourself.

Are you ready y/n? I’m waiting for you outside! :)

Just a second, I’m almost done. Can’t wait! ♡♡

You rushed outside to find your boyfriend fiddling with his phone, while leaning against a wall. When he saw you his eyes widened and he almost fell. We love a clumsy man

‘’Whoah, that was unexpected’’ He said while nervously touching the back of his neck. You just smiled and leaned in to give a small, but loving kiss. He deepened the kiss before letting go and leading you to the car.

While changbin was driving, you rested your head on his shoulder. Soft music was playing in the background. You lost track of time and before you knew it, you were already at the location.

You were really comfortable and wanted to stay in that position for a little while longer. You knew that Channie liked acting tough in public and didn't want to "ruin his image". That meant little to no pda.

Changbin gently shook you. "Were here it's time to go!"

"Channie, let's stay like this for a while." You said while playing with his hands.

He just laughed while turning to give you a kiss on the forehead. He was so soft for you. Few minutes passed and it was time to enjoy your date. Changbin held your hand the whole entire time. Congradulations you cracked him

Hyunjin:

Ok, sooo..... phone, keys, food, water aaaaannnd passport. You were ready. You headed out to JYP's building. Even after all these months the same manager never forgot yo ask for your passport, like you haven't vissited this building hundrets of times already. To be completely honest, you still weren't used to the huge building and managed to get lost every, damn time. With the help of a few workers there, you headed to the practising room.

When you found the right room you noticed that the door was already open. You peeked your head in and found Hyunjin all sweaty, sitting on the floor, while resting his head on the wall. You heard blasting music and a cold breeze of air, which was probabbly because he opened every, single window to let in some air, despite the multiple scolds from you about how he is going to get sick this way.

"He must have been practising there for hours... " you mumbled to yourself. You knew that it was hard being an idol. But when you saw him laying like that you got a reminder of exactly how much he puts in to achieve his dreams.

"You know that you can come in right?" You mentally cursed yourself. You got sidetracked by your thoughts and didn't even notice, that he noticed you staring at him.

"Hiii! I bought you lunch. Thought you might get hungry here." You sat down next to him and handed him the food you ordered before. It really wasn't much, but you couldn't trust yourself enough to touch the kitchen by yourself.

"Thank you, y/n! I don't know what I would do without you." Hyunjin kissed you and opened the food. "OMG YOU BROUGHT ME SUUUSHIIIIII!" Hyunjin's face lit up as he engulfed you in a giant bear hug. You laughed at his cute reaction. After he finnished the meal he put the emptied box down and just layed there with you on top of him.

"I love you, you know that right?" He mumbled under his breath while playing with the strands of your hair. You hugged him even tighter "I love you too, Hyunjinnie!"

Jisung:

,,Please Jisung-ah, I will watch literally anything else!’’

,,Commoon y/n! Please. I promise you it’s gonna be fun! If you watch this with me I’m going to be the one bringing the trash out for the next week.’’

,,Ugh fiiiiiiiiine…’’ You grunted.

You have no idea how he convinced you to do this. You hated horror movies. But there you were on the couch, scared shitless, hiding in the crook of your boyfriend’s neck.

Each time you jumped at the scary scene he laughed even harder. ‘’What are you scared of y/n? It’s really not that bad.’’ Jisung smirked devilishly knowing how much the movie affected you. He secretly enjoyed these moments where he could fill the strong, protective boyfriend role and feel your hands helplessly grabbing on his shirt. Also he just wanted to be able to make fun of you smh

After the movie you mentally took note to never watch a scary movie ever again. You were SHAKING and couldn’t help yourself from clinging to your boyfriend. You basically became a human koala bear and followed him everywhere. At first Jisung just laughed it off but then it started to become a problem when he couldn’t even get to the bathroom.

The tickle battle was on. Using the advantage, he ran and did what he had to do. After returning and seeing you hiding under billions of blankets, he felt bad for just running away like that and jumped in the bed with you.

‘’AAAGHHH you’re so cute, y/n.’’ He said squishing your cheeks and giving you a quick kiss on the lips.

Felix:

You just woke up. You didn’t even realize that you fell asleep in the first place. You were chilling at the dorm with the boys so you didn’t know how you ended up sleeping in Felix’s bed. You sleepily rolled out of the comfy sheets and threw on one of his oversized, comfy hoodies and went downstairs.

You found Felix playing games with the other members. He was concentrated on the screen, wanting to prove that he is a good player, while everyone else teased him.

‘’Didn’t you start playing it 4 months before him?’’ Jisung laughed.

‘’Hey, he just got lucky. I’ll beat him next time.’’

You smiled and back hugged Felix placing your head in the crook of his neck.

‘’I think you did great!’’ You said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Felix got scared at first thinking that you were Minho trying to tease him, but once he realized that it was you he relaxed in your arms.

‘’Oh, you’re up already, y/n? I thought that you might hurt your back sleeping on the couch like that, so I carried you to my bed. Did you sleep well?’’

‘’Ugh not to interrupt you, but can you please get a room, we have to protect the children!’’ Bang Chan quietly begged. Felix jumped off the map and lead you back to his bed and you ended up spooning each other to sleep.

Seungmin:

"Seungminni, pleaassee! This is getting ridiculous." You pouted. You're boyfriend decided that it would be funny, to not give you any affection for the whole day. Whenever you leaned in for a kiss, he would dodge it. Whenever you tried to hug him, he managed to wiggle out of your grip. "Nu-uh it's only getting interesting now." Seungmin playfully winked at you and gave you a light pat on your head. Gosh you hate this little game of his. "I swear to god if you keep doing this to me, I will find someone else to cuddle with!" The smile on Seungmin's face disappeared as his eyes widened in shock. "Say sike right now or I will throw hands." (it's getting late and I'm so sorry) You didn't respond and just walked out the room. Seungmin soon followed and grabbed your hand. "I'm so sorry y/n. This was all a joke I really didn't mean to upset you." You saw the pain glisten in his eyes. Immediate guilt tripped over you. But then you remembered about his antics earlier. "Ha! Got you! The only one who I was going to cuddle was Mr. Flower bear. (Mr. Flower bear was a gift from Seungmin, for Valentine's Day. You named him that, because he had a flower crown on it's head.) Seungmin's shoulders dropped as a sigh of relief escaped his lips. "Oh my God, you almost gave me a heart attack. From now on I'm never letting you out my arms ever again." Sweet victory.

Jeongin:

Istg he makes me so soft I'm- You stood there with a big, comfy pillow in your arms. Jeongin opened the door and you were immediately hit with his precious smile and his little claps of excitement. "Hi, y/n! You ready?" It was an intense, late night, pillow fort movie marathon. You two just finished the last Harry Potter movie and having a debate over what's the best spell in the movie. "Common, Jeongin, Wingardium Leviosa is iconic. You can't deny that." "Yeah, but Expecto Patronum is still cooler. Would you rather make something float or see your spirit animal? I think that anyone with the right mind would pick the spirit animal." You sighed in defeat. You knew that he is too stubborn and you wondered why did you even start the debate. "Fine you win, let's watch another movie and then let's go to bed, it's getting late." "No pressure, but the last movie matters the most." You lock eyes with him and understand that a battle for the remote control is coming. You kissed him on the cheek, making him flustered and got a head start. Once he realized what you were doing, Jeongin caught you in his grip and started tickling you. You lost your balance from laughing so hard and right before you hit the floor Jeongin managed to catch your head. "Whoah, are you okay? I'm so sorry y/n, I didn't want you to get hurt." "I'm fine, but now I have the advantage of choosing the movie." Jeongin just showed you his tounge and hugged you tighter. "Whatever. As long as I spend time with you, I'm happy." You laughed at his cheesy line. "Gosh, I love you."

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Our Days Divided - Mystic Messenger University AU - Chapter 7 The S Team

It’s back! Sorry it hasn’t been out for awhile! I have been working on several things lately!! And also I’ve been a little sick. (My eyeballs are always in pain lololol) Tagging you ladies because I know Helena is mad at me lol and the loml likes this series and I appreciate her! @zennyshoneybunch @glitterybitchwitch

The gang was all gathered together and Kaeli was enjoying all the lighthearted chatting that was going on amongst her peers. She decided that they wouldn't have to get down to business. They could start talking serious logistics and planning next time they all would meet. There was no lull or shortage of laughter in the conversation going around the room. The Untouchables and the tuition kids were thriving and lively mixed together. Even though there was a bit too much teasing of Jumin from the scholarship kids, even he seemed to be having a pleasant time.

Seven was getting in his daily dose of driving Yoosung insane when his watch started to set off a rapid beeping noise. At the same time, a small pager type device in Samantha's back pocket began to do the same. Her head whipped in Sevens direction and the sternness in her face made Seven wince. His face scrunched and a look in his narrowed eyes saying ��please please don't kill me.”

“You told him I wasn't going to training the other night, right?”

“Well here's the thing, Sam. I uh, didn't goooo.” Seven rubbed the back of his neck and shot a smile at her trying to diffuse the situation. “And not only did I not go, I didn't tell him that I wasn't going.”

“WHAT?!” Samantha turned her body in a sharp motion starting a sprint but fumbling. Using her hands to slap the floor and keep going so she didn't fall completely, Seven made his way bolting out of the doors with her. “IDIOT!! HE'S GOING TO KILL US!”

“I KNOW, I KNOW I'M SORRY! T_T” Seven and Sam were running down the halls out to the fresh open air of the campus, darting across the grounds of Cypress. Maneuvering their way in between passerby’s and vaulting over shrubbery and half walls.

“I swear if he takes away our garage privileges, I'll kill you Saeyoung Choi!

“Sam if you don't stop nagging me and pick up the pace we're already dead!”

They had made it into one of the large athletic buildings on campus and were now sprinting to the escalators that led down to the areas only accessible to certified personnel. Running down the steps of the escalator, swerving through the few people patiently riding the escalator in the proper fashion. They reached the card readers and ran their ID badges in front of them. Not patient enough for the gate to open, Sam hurdled it and Seven slipped through the small crack it had opened already. A few more hallways and the two made it to their assigned training facility. Both hunched over, hands resting on their knees and catching their breath, they began to apologize profusely to the tall and sturdy man before them.

He was built. In jogger sweatpants and a v-neck tee that hugged his biceps. He stood there in his signature purple, arms crossed and hair tied back.

“Ah, so some form of communication IS working for the two of you. I was worried since I hadn't heard from anyone.”

“Vanderwood we're so sorry, we-Hmmphh!” As seven tried to reply he was hit in the gut my a heavy medicine ball. Sam had kept quiet. She had known better. Any apology or excuse would just piss their boss off further.

“Shut up. Your running here in a panic warmed you up. Good. Tactical obstacle course...now.”

Saeyoung and Sam hustled to the locker room to change. They both immediately began to strip off their everyday clothes. There was no hesitation or embarrassment. They were both used to this. They had been partners for 2 years now. Samantha was always a little bit faster at changing. Maybe it was a girl thing. She already was ready down to her shoes. All black. A plain black baseball cap, a black sports bra, black running pants, and all black converse sneakers. Standing with her arms crossed and her right hip popped out, she watched seven with an arched brow. Biting her bottom lip.

He was sweating from the running they had just done. He was only in black sweatpants. The redhead didn't look like much in civilian clothes but underneath the loose fabric he had always hid behind, he was trim and fit. The v shape leading to his nether region was very defined and his set of abs were toned and clearly sculpted. His biceps weren't as big as Vanderwoods. He wasn't busting out of his shirts, but you could tell he was a hacker. He used the muscles in his arms a lot. From the shoulder down to his fingertips. He ran his hands through his hair, pushing his bangs back and caught wind of Samantha's gaze.

“What pervert?”

“Nothing,” Samantha said, a smirk on her lips. “It's just a real shame you have that mouth on you. Plus, You kind of smell.” She tossed him his t-shirt and made her way out of the locker room.

“Brat.” Seven mumbled under his breath.

“Saeran? Saeran? SAERAN!” Liz slapped her hands on the counter.

“What!” He stood up from where he had been leaning on the counter in the flower shop. Stretching his arms above his head and letting out a yawn.

“You were being creepy. Just staring like that.” They heard giggling coming from the far corner of the shop. “But apparently it didn't shoo the girls away.” Liz rolled her eyes and hopped up on the counter, taking a seat.

“Liz, you know you're not supposed to sit up there.”

“Yes, I just don't care. Where is your brother? He isn't answering his phone?”

“Aahh. That's actually why I was in that deadpan stare. I was thinking. What the hell are they keeping from us?”

Liz had pulled out an apple from her backpack and took a monstrous bite. She spoke through a full mouth. “What? Who? Saeyoung and Samantha? Keeping what?”

“I know they go to training for athletics but it's more than that. Like they've been gone ever since they ran out of the room earlier today. It's been hours.”

“Oh calm down rebel boy. Afraid they're having some secret affair?”

“Gross. No.” “Yeah. You're right. Ahahahahaha. That would be something else. Anyway, I just came by to see if you had heard from them. I want to go get a milkshake. And since you're still working and also wouldn't give me a piggyback ride like Saeyong would, I'm not inviting you.” Saeran rolled his eyes and Liz jumped from the counter and the bell to the flower shop chimed lightly.

“Good evening you two. It is nice to see you again.”

“Oh, Hi there, Jumin!! You are looking very handsome! Have you come to whisk me away and show me how the rich live?” Liz was lively and clearly joking but it had gone over his head.

“Why thank you, Miss Paradise. And unfortunately I don't exactly know what you mean but I am actually here to speak with Saeran.” Jumin spoke very calmly. You wouldn't even guess his inner monologue was shouting “Oh God I don't know what that means but it might be her making advances. What do I do? Jihyun is not here!”

Saeran could tell that Liz had confused the poor guy so he gave her a gentle nudge to the side. “Looking for me? What can I do for you, Jumin?”

“Ah well, the arrangement of flowers you had brought to us the other day. It was remarkable. I am holding another event soon and I would like to commission you and this small shop. I will pay any extra amount necessary to get this establishment all the things it will require for such a tall order.”

“Oh man, that's pretty decent of you, Jumin. But I should check with the owner first. She is elderly and I wouldn't want to overwhelm her.”

“Saeran, hush. It will be fine. HE'LL DO IT!” Liz jumped out in front of Saeran who irritatedly pushed her back out of the way.

“Liz, knock it off!”

“I understand. Please discuss with the owner. Also, I would like to extend an invitation to this event to all of you that are apart of this new group we have formed.”

Liz's eyes lit up with excitement and Saeran shot her a classic, calm your ass, look. Jumin spent a little more time than he had intended in the flower shop chatting with Liz and Saeran, and the girls who normally came to ogle and the boy with the white hair were now overwhelmed with the black haired eye candy they were now receiving as well.

Samantha climbed the ladder and made quick of hopping over the ledge and beginning to run when she heard someone shout her name. It was Vanderwood. If looks could kill. His glare was icy and as soon as he knew she felt it he flicked his eyes toward Saeyoung. Samantha knew what it meant. She was going to fast and not thinking of her partner. She ran back and leaned over the edge reaching down to her partner who was climbing the ladder. He took her hand and she hoisted him up over the ledge. The two began to run. Jumping, hurdling, sliding, flipping. Doing whatever they needed to in order to get from point A to point B. The simulation was a bit harder today since Vanderwood was clearly pissed at them. Saeyoung was never as fast as Samantha but if he really wanted to he was sure he could at least keep pace with her, but he always hung back just a bit so he could focus on hacking doors or locks for her. Basically clearing a path for them. Sam was always amazed at how quick he was when it came to hacking. Even though Samantha didn't like to wait for her partner, the two were still always so in tune. When Seven got tripped up and found himself caught in the arms of a bot, Samantha made quick work of turning around and throwing a small tranquilizer at the bought precisely where in between the eyes would be on an actual human. Saeyoung was always quick to shoot or disarm enemies that came in from the sides if Samantha was occupied on whatever was in front of them. They had each other's backs.

They finally finished their tactical run of the course and approached Vanderwood, laughing and high fiving. Quite pleased with themselves. Vanderwood, however, was not so amused.

“That was rookie. Too many mistakes. Sloppy. So miss training again and the consequences will be severe.”

Samantha and Saeyoung stood in silence. Normally the two would bicker with each other or say something just to be a smart ass, but they knew Vanderwood was not in the mood. Less than he usually was even.

“Now listen. You guys are getting an assignment.”

“YaHHOOO!” Seven jumped up and exclaimed. “ow!” And then immediately found Sam's fist in the side of his bicep.

“What kind of assignment, Vandy?” Samantha was met with cold cold eyes. “Vanderwood. Sorry.”

“There is going to be an event for elitists. There are rumors of it being targeted. We are flagging this one because there's a bit of an unusual circumstance. Two parties are holding events. The big corporate hot shot they should be after isn't their target. It's his son.” Vanderwood handed Seven a picture and Samantha didn't even need to look.

“You're going to watch over the event. Behind the scenes and protect your mark. Got it?”

“Got it.” The two partners responded abruptly.

“Alright, we'll have an official briefing soon. Go clean up.” Vanderwood left without a second glance and Samantha took her baseball cap off, chucking it to the side.

“Shit. Is it?” She tilted her head back in exasperation.

“Yup.” Seven pinned the picture against Sam's chest and began to make his way to the locker room. “The Trust Fund Kid.”

#mysticmessenger #mysme #Mystic Messenger #mm #mm fanfic #jumin han #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #oc's #vanderwood #writing #fanfic #fandom #yoosung kim #university au #our days divided #series

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NOTE: I did not mean to post this here, but I’ll keep it and add: new blog is @bygosscarmine! Technical woes with @gosscarmine have made this necessary. T_T Will update you when the blog is ready, but meanwhile...you might find something fun there now...

Worlds Apart - Chapter Four

The Case Unfolds From Both Sides (1193)

find earlier chapters here: [link]

a W: Two Worlds revision-fic

Apparently, she'd been gone for hours. Her father had come back in the front door some time ago--not smelling significantly of alcohol, but weirdly smelling of bleach. Soo Bong had been telling him about how they'd been worrying, only to discover she was gone.

"I can't explain now," she said, shaky. "I think I know what's going on, though."

Soo Bong was a bit of an otaku, but he was more sensibly-minded than many wannabe comics writers. He read the tension in her voice and volunteered to drive her home. Her dad seemed to have gone to sleep, so they locked up and left. She promised to talk to him in the morning.

Chul was gazing at the bank of flowers he'd been sent, more meditative than anything, when So Hee glided in. He grinned at her, and she lifted an eyebrow.

"While I have been single-handedly running your company, you have nothing better to do than gloat over your flowers, I see."

"Actually," he said, with dignity, "I've been seriously considering the future."

"If you're considering that, I think I'll have Secretary Go send over some cases for you to work on."

Do Yoon chuckled from where he had gotten comfortable in the VIP room's sitting area.

"If there was anything really interesting happening at the office I know you would have told me," Chul said. "But I'd be happy to take on a little work. What brings you here today?"

"What, a friend can't come visit the invalid?"

She sat (or rather, perched lightly) on the end of his bed.

"You were here every day for a while. Lately you've gotten back to normal routine, and that's great, so I don't think you've come just for a social call."

The briefest moment of annoyance showed, then she just rolled her eyes, and said, "Fine. I wanted to ease into it, but we've finally got the results back. Bad news; all of that woman's information is bogus. The facial recognition software didn't uncover anything, either."

"It's still experimental," Chul said automatically, but his mind was running along the track of what So Hee had said about his mysterious savior. Earlier this week, she'd given the same kind of report on his equally mysterious would-be murderer. "Did they run a check for any lapsed female surgeons who might be underground?"

"Yes, you mentioned that early on. Though I'm not surprised you don't remember, you were still pretty heavily medicated."

Her voice went gentle, though So Hee was usually a chic girl who kept feelings to herself. Chul felt a twist of guilt, briefly. So Hee cared about him, even though their brief romance had been as painful as it had been disastrous. Neither of them found being open about their inner thoughts easy, and while on paper they worked as a power couple, the reality was the opposite.

"Thank you," he said. "I'll continue to pull on some of those threads, but for now it's not a major concern for the company. Anything new in the Alpha Case?"

Amazing how easily he was able to refer to it, with a case title to make it impersonal.

"Nothing new," she said, equally breezy. "But there is a pretty good development in your infrared camera redesign. The Police Chief is impressed, and thinks if he puts in a good word he can get a developer to take on manufacturing it."

"We'll have to talk with Lawyer Kim about whether we want to get an an outside manufacturer involved," Chul said, "and whether we'd make it available to the police through a second party."

"He could come and have a meeting with you here, if you wish."

"I'm hoping to be out by the end of the week."

"If you don't think the delay will matter, that's fine."

Chul looked hard at her. "Do you think rushing to have a meeting--where my attorney will actually see me in hospital robes rather than just hear I'm in recovery after an accident--will be better for business?"

She gave a short, brittle laugh, and conceded. She left soon after, and Chul drew out a much worn notebook from under his covers. After many years of almost nothing to add to this personal record of the Alpha Case, he now at least had more questions to write down.

"Kang Chul," said Do Yoon, surprising him, "you know I admire you for your perseverance."

"Yes?"

"But I think sometimes you could do with a little less intensity and a little more feeling."

"If you're talking about So Hee," Chul said drily, "I'm never going to date her. You can feel free to ask her out."

Do Yoon probably knew as much as anyone what had gone on with So Hee, but steadfastly pretended not to. As Chul expected, the suggestion made Do Yoon blush, and busy himself in yesterday's paper again.

Chul once again found his thread of thought.

Attacker: two? One solid, one without substance.

He had always had unusually keen senses. It had made him miserable as a boy, but when he'd honed it for accuracy in shooting he'd also discovered a method of training that gave him an edge in many areas. His hearing being acute meant he was able to nearly play back a given moment and analyze it. The strangeness of that day with the attacker had not been just the hollow blur where a face should be. In calmer moments of reflection, he realized that there had been no sound. No breath, no movement of cloth. When he'd gone into that alley, pressing away from that locus he usually followed without question, his senses had seemed similarly muffled. He suspected it was because there had been no stimulus. Why that was, he couldn't yet say.

He had written down exacting reports of those moments, and could only try to shake the pieces together and sift them out again to find answers.

He did not really remember the woman who had intervened after he had been stabbed--he couldn't justify, yet, his certainty. But he was sure he had seen her that day when, as if transported, he arrived in the wrong hospital lobby, where she had been talking with a man about him and So Hee.

"Why is she the one you want to track down so badly?" So Hee had asked, when he was coming out of the medication haze. "Do you think she's partly responsible? I mean, she did some serious damage, but the doctors all agree it was a measure taken to save your life, and it probably did."

"I think she's the key to my life," he'd said.

So Hee had taken that to be a melodramatic statement about his gratitude.

However, he was being literal. When he had looked at her, his bones had seemed to hum. Similar to the way the attacker with the knife had made him icy--at a level beyond emotion.

Something strange was happening, and he couldn’t explain it away. In an investigation, if the common-sense answer was impossible, the next thing to examine was the improbable.

#W Worlds Apart #W TWO WORLDS #fanfiction #kdramanetwork #kdrama

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I love how you don't limit stuff and I want to see more groups written about so may I please have a story with (even a little scenarios thing or whatever) with Siwan of ZE:A when his girlfriend is a couple months older than him but he still wants to be called oppa since they are both born the same year...? Please, thank you and have a lovely day!!

Hello, Thank You for sending in your request!! It was an honor writing for a group that I really care about because they rarely get any love. Forgive me for any mistakes and N’joy!!

PAR T_T IME

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A phone sat away from its owner, as it vibrates on the table trying to get the attention of its owner who sat not two feet away. Its screen lit up as the messages popped up at an urgent pace.

New Messages:

Kwanghee:

Hey! You were suppose to be here already!

Kwanghee:

Remember Yongjin MBC Dae Jang Geum Park! 3 p.m!

Hyungsik:

(Y/N), you are still coming right?

Kwanghee:

You are late!

Kwanghee:

HELLO? WHERE ARE YOU?

“(Y/N), you phone keeps going off.” a coworker calls to you, pulling you out of your busy mind.

You were so engrossed into your work you didn’t even hear the continuous vibrations coming from your phone beside you.

You didn’t even read the messages, your eyes zeroing on the time displayed on your homescreen “Oh my God! I’m late!”

You panicked trying to gather your work supplies. Throwing basically everything from your desk into you bag.

‘Im can not believe this, I’m sooo late.’ you thought to yourself as you tried to quicken your pace.

Skipping the elevator, as constant motion felt better to you as opposed to waiting, you sprint down the stairs leading to the parking complex. Your phone continuously ringing, a constant reminder of your lateness, as you fumble for your keys to unlock your door.Plopping into the driver’s seat you attempt to catch your breath before answering the annoying device.

*Kwanghee

Pressing the answer button you hear Kwanghee firing questions at you before you even have the phone to your ear.“Finally! We’ve been messaging you! Where are you? Did you forget. You precious Oppa will be disappointed if you are not here.”

“I’m on the road.” You say, trying to get him to quiet down, however, you make the mistake of slamming your door.

“Lair,” he says as he catches your bended truth. You can see the smirk through the phone and in order to regain a little dignity you say, “Well now I’m on the road Kwanghee. I’ll see you soon.”

“YAH!! Don’t hang up, I’m not done with you yet!” You hear shuffling before you another voice, one much softer on the ears, comes through the phone. “Drive safe noona, see you soon. Bye.” You hear more shuffling and yelling as Kwanghee attempts to grab the phone back. “Bye Hyungsik, I’ll see you soon.”

Hanging up you pull out of the parking lot making your way to Yongjin MBC Dae Jang Geum Park.

Luck was on your side today with minimal traffic lights and after work traffic as you made it to the set in less than an hour.Exiting you car you pull out your phone ready to call the two Ze:a members, “Noona!”

You look up to see the tall lanky member from Ze:a running towards you lifting you off the ground with a hug.

“Hyunsik!”

“Come on Noona. Hyung is waiting for us” he said as he turned and walked in the direction in which he came from.You let him lead you through the set.

“The main palace is blocked with the filming crew so we have to take a side route.”

“Look who finally showed up” Kwanghee said in mock annoyance as he caught the both of you approaching from the side.

“I’m not the one here to study up on my acting” you teased back.

Saving you from hearing any more of Kwanghee’s nagging, a voice interrupted, “If you wanted pointers Kwanghee you could’ve just asked me.”

You didn’t even have to turn to see how had made that remark, you just knew. Like most things that involved him, you smiled and turned to greet him. He stood before you looking rather regal in his blue outfit as a scholar tutor.

“Aish y/n you should let his ego get any bigger. He’s still unknown compared to me. Everybody knows me, I am Kwanghee from Ze:a, number one visual, singer, and actor.” Kwanghee

rises from his chair his voice traveling across the set.

“Hyung, people are looking at us now.” Hyungsik timidly hides behind you as the stares of the staff focus on your small group.

“Anyway I’m glad you came.” Siwan says taking your hand “It means so much to me.”

“Oppa us too, right?” Kwanghee shoots in

Siwan rolls his eyes “Don’t call me that but yes, thank you everyone for your support.” As he does a mock bow to Kwanghee sitting in his chair. Pleased with Siwan’s gratification, Kwanghee nods in satisfaction. “No, thank you hyung for letting us come” the youngest of the group does a bow of his own.

“Im Siwan, we are ready for you on set.” the director called out in a monotone voice.

“Thank you, I’ll be right there.” Siwan replies to the staff before turning back to the group. Rubbing the back of his neck releasing a sigh. He didn’t have to say anything for you to know he was a little nervous. “I guess I’ll see you guys later.”

“Good luck Siwan.You’ll do great.” squeezing his hand in reinsurance. “Im Siwan Fighting!” shouted the two Ze:a members gaining the attention from the staff once again.

Siwan’s luck seemed great today. So great, in fact, that you were wondering if it had been that very same luck that got you to the set in a timely manner. Today’s scene required the cast to play a football match involving the Prince and his royal court.

“I feel as if we are watching the very first Idol Sports Championships not a historical drama.” Kwanghee sighs from his chair.

“Come on Kwanghee, this is Siwan’s big break in acting. This means alot to him.”

“Aish don’t get all sappy for your Oppa”

“Why do you call him that?”

“Call him what?”

“You know the opposite of hyung….”

Kwanghee stares at your expectedly

“Which is…?”

“Come on don’t make me say it Kwanghee!”

“The question is why don’t you?”

Your jaw went a little slack at Kwanghee’s comment, and you felt your ears getting warm. ‘No matter how many times I tell them, they never know when to just accept it,’ you thought before going on to vocalize the same thing you always say, “We already discussed it before. We are born born within the same year and I’m even a few months older than him.”

“And?”

Before you could answer cheers erupted through the playing field.You were amused to see that Siwan was still able to move with his outfit. His nerves must as settled as well since the scene didn’t demand much from him. He also started to get more involved with the game. He then received the ball making his way toward the goal, scoring a point. He turns to your group with the biggest smile as your group cheers from the sidelines.

“Okay that scene is finished” staff

The staff, crew, and actors all thank each other

Siwan makes his way over to your group.“You did great out there.” He throws his arms around you and pulls you in close for a hug. You smiled at the contact and almost laughed as Kwanghee gasped at the open display of affection.

“I did better knowing you were here.” Siwan said with a smile as he pulled away from the hug and looked at you.

“Well I need to get out of this,” looks to his outfit “thing. And I need to go over the script once more with the director.”

Siwan then turns his gaze to Kwanghee, gaining the others attention.

“Kwanghee care to help?”

“Me?”

“Yes I’ll give you those pointers you need.”

“I don’t need your help but after seeing you today, it’s obvious that you need some advice.”Kwanghee stated with an eye roll. Ignoring him Siwan turned and said to you,

“I’ll see you at the entrance then.” Siwan brings your knuckles to his lips before leaving with Kwanghee in tow.

You and Hyungsik wait at the entrance as you were asked to. Surprisingly enough, it wasn’t long until they finally returned.

“y/n!” a voice yells, grabbing your attention immediately.

You turn to Kwanghee stomping toward the entrance with Siwan running to catch him.

“Your oppa wants to rehearse some lines! Apparently I’m doing an awful job and he can’t get into character! Fool who does he think he is blaming me!”

“Here! You deal with him!” Kwanghee shoved the script into your hands grabbing Hyungsik.

It took you a moment to process everything he had said, since he talks so fast. With one look at the script in your hand, it finally clicked, ‘You were no actress…’

In order to try and reverse what happened you called after the man attempting, and succeeding, escape.

“Hey Kwanghee wait!”

He just continued to drag Hyungsik down the walkway.

Siwan caught up to you

“Is he going to be okay?” y/n

“He’ll be fine.” Siwan

“I’m more worried about Hyungsik.” y/n

Both of you laugh

You turn your attention back to Siwan. “So you need to rehearse?”

With you implied agreeance to help his eyes light up and a smile soon follows, giving you a glimpse of how happy he was to receive your help.“You’ll help me” he said in a manner, that made your heart skip. “Of course.” you replied with a smile of your own, helping him do something he loved was the most rewarding for you after all.

You are unaware of the plot of the drama, but what is handed to you is similar to romance drama.

“Okay we’ll start here.”

“When the beautiful moon is shining. My mind is restless and throughout the night I toss and turn with most nights sighing.”

“You make this look easy” y/n

“Is it only when the moon shines that you are….” You stumble over the lines at first but as you progress you find yourself into character along with him.

“It is not just the moon but gazing at the stars brings me to tears.”

“And may I ask why the night causes you to ache with these emotions?”

“I miss you so much that I can not fall asleep. Traces of you linger around me. During those bleak nights where I am unable to hold onto you I long for your warmth. Whether it be the moon or the stars shining they are nothing in comparison to your eyes and your smile. I keep thinking of the you. I could always hear the soft sound of your breath in my ears. And when are apart I can not hear your voice.”

He steps closer and reaches out to grab your hand resting by your side. He pulls you close looking into your eyes, and you couldn’t help but feel that this was not just some script. ‘How can some script make my heart react like this’ you think as he continues with his line, “So I am just here alone and it drives me crazy”

His performance left you speechless. You just stare in his eyes for a moment before embarrassingly pulling yourself away rushing through the script.

“I can’t hold onto you anymore. Don’t say that you miss me. Don’t say it It hurts too much It makes it hard to forget you Oppa…”

The last word snaps you back to reality. You get flustered covering your face with the script.

“Oppa?” Siwan just smiles at you.

“Yay it worked!” you hear Kwanghee and Hyungsik clapping from behind you.

“You set this up?”

“No he was the one.” Shaking his head pointing at Kwanghee

“Yah you wanted this. You knew she was never going to say it willingly!”

You couldn’t believe that they had set up something so elaborate but you didn’t realize how much it meant to him.“I don’t like being tricked “oppa”.”

That silences the bickering members and brings Siwan’s attention back to you.

He tries to give you a hug but you are still mildly upset about the whole situation.

You playfully hit his arm but he just kept smiling “Please say it one more time.”

“Don’t count in it Siwan! But we’ll see.”

#kpop scenarios #Ze:a scenarios #ze:a siwan #ze:a #im siwan #siwan #aj #anon #ze:a scenario #floppy disk

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BTS Wings Tour in Newark

March 23, 2017

My most memorable moments about the concert. I tried to keep them in chronological order.

So I need to start by saying something personal. This day was the anniversary of something horrible for me from 16 years ago, so this concert was almost therapeutic for me, and I’m so so glad I have a really good memory now to replace the bad one. I was afraid the date would ruin the show for me but it didn’t really :) I’m so thankful to BTS even though they’ll have no idea

The first thing we really saw upon arriving at the venue was someone with a sign saying “lesbians love Jungkook” 👌👌👌

Outside the venue before the concert they had these booths set up where if you filled out a survey online you could take a picture with your digital(?) bias. We’re Canadian so we couldn’t use data and there was no wifi so we couldn’t do it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also I was biasless at the time so I don’t know who I’d have picked

Apparently before the show a bomb disposal unit came??? to inspect the army bombs (lightsticks). We didn’t get to the venue until merch was closing up so we didn’t know about it. Allkpop made an article about it tho

Our view + zoomed in view:

Ironically we were sitting right underneath a Canadian flag xD

While we were waiting for the show to start they had their mvs playing on the screens and everyone was screaming and singing along

We could hear people doing the fanchants during the mvs but didn’t really hear any during the show. It seemed like people preferred to sing the actual lyrics instead

The music started to get louder about half an hour(?) before the show and everyone was getting more and more excited

When the lights changed everyone lost their shit

They opened with Not Today (it was spoiled for us while we were waiting in line and talking to some other fans)

My J-Hope light up sign broke just before the concert :’(

I only realized once I turned it on for Not Today(?). One of the three battery packs was broken and I was too embarrassed when I realized so I just left the lights off

I hope he saw the lights at first and got the gist of it, or that he saw it without the lights but I doubt it because we were waaaaay at the back

The songs that I found the most lit were Fire, Dope, Cypher 4, Blood Sweat & Tears, Baepsae

The songs that ended up being most meaningful to me considering the date were Save Me, Cypher 4, and Spring Day

Some songs were kind of remix versions (Dope?)

They had a quick greeting after their first couple of songs where they all introduced themselves in English

During the first(?) ment the camera focused on Suga for a good couple of minutes and the audience was screaming like crazy, but I don’t think he knew and he seemed to be oblivious that we were cheering for him? XD just stood there like a cutie

When the camera focused on J-Hope for his turn he motioned for us to scream louder, the boy really wanted to hear us

We were surprised they performed Boy In Luv and Baepsae

BIL was a short version in a mashup with Danger and another song I can’t remember

Jin and J-Hope did a lot of aegyo throughout the show

We’re pretty sure Jin saw @observetheview‘s fan sign for him, and he blew a kiss in our direction

In my opinion J-Hope had the most stage presence, and he’s even more gorgeous and charismatic in person

With his blond hair and glowing skin he was literally the sun :3

He was the moodmaker of the show tbh, he got us to jump, wave our arms around, and cheer louder but I couldn’t really jump because I was afraid it would hurt like it did at the shinee concert

They each did their solo performances from the Wings album

They actually performed every song from Wings, I think, and in the same order off the album except for some of the solos

Jimin’s solo was super sexy??!! At one point the backup dancers picked him up yes king

Suga’s solo was so emotional, even though I don’t know the lyrics I could seriously feel the emotions

Just before Suga’s solo everyone was chanting “Min Yoongi! Min Yoongi!”

J-Hope’s was so much fun! He seemed to be really enjoying himself

And they played baby pictures of him on the screen :3 I had a hard time deciding whether to look at him or the pics

He had another dance solo later on too

I FINALLY DECIDED ON A BIAS

For years I’ve been undecided between Rap Monster and J-Hope, but I finally picked *drum roll* J-Hope!

During Rap Monster’s solo everyone chanted “We love you! We love you!”

Jin’s solo tho T_T he got so much applause and I’m glad. His performance was also super emotional and his singing was so good. Part of the stage lifted him up at one point

THEY’RE ALL AMAZING SINGERS SERIOUSLY

And they’re all cuter in person

Suga is so talented but pretty quiet

There were a ton of stage dynamics

Some of them came up from under the stage, during Jungkook’s solo part of the stage was spinning slowly, they had a phone booth on the stage during Rap Monster’s solo that he went into etc

They all spoke completely in English, but Suga added a few things in Korean like “kamsahamnida” and “saranghae”

They did not have a translator, probably because Rap Monster is fluent in English

Their ments seemed shorter/fewer compared to other kpop concerts I’ve been to (maybe because they didn’t have a translator?) Or maybe that’s just how their shows go

I had trouble hearing them at some times because the audience was too loud

They had a lot of cool VCRs!

After they saw the rainbow ocean toward the end one of them said we were their rainbow :3

Also props to the people who organizd the rainbow ocean! They handed out coloured bags to people before the show depending on what section we were sitting in

J-Hope(?) said we were his wings and that we’d fly higher together

Someone threw something onto the stage near J-Hope during one of their ments, right as he was turning, and he went WHOA WHOA and it was so cute

They held out their mics a lot for us to sing along

Especially during Dope

Rap Monster talked about how they felt when they heard the Prudential Center sold out for their shows

He asked us if we would stay with them “until the end” and had a big smile when we cheered like crazy

Sparkly red jackets!

Also J-Hope’s purple robe during Cypher 4

They didn’t perform War of Hormone which is what first got me into them :( or if they did I must have blacked out for it which isn’t uncommon for me at concerts lol

Their “last” song was Wings (Interlude) and it was so lit, everyone was clapping along

I felt like the show was just getting started when it was ending :(

2 3 and Spring Day were their encore songs

They ended with Spring Day

I had so many feelings, not only because I LOVE the lyrics, but the song came out around the time I had to go to the ER last month, and while I was kinda bed-ridden I just listened to it on repeat for days. So it has a lot of significance for me I’M NOT BEING DRAMATIC OK

The choreo for Spring Day stands out the most for me, it was honestly so beautiful 10/10 HIGHLY RECOMMEND

V got ahold of one of the fan banners and kissed it

Jungkook put an American flag around his shoulders

They all stayed on the stage a really long time after Spring Day, while the ending of the song kept playing on a loop

They made sure to wave at literally everyone

They were giving us hearts, especially V

J-Hope looked emotional toward the end

They made sure we recognized the backup dancers and their contributions to the show and they all bowed together

V was the very last one to leave the stage, along with J-Hope

There were credits on the screen afterwards, and clips of all of them preparing (for their tour?)

We could only afford to go to the one show :(

Bonus: I had a BTS related dream after the concert. In it me and @observetheview were driving to her apartment after the concert and on the way I spotted Suga and another member I couldn’t remember upon waking, standing at a bus stop in a residential area. I waved my BTS hat at them as we drove by xD

Me + my hat:

Also I have some vids that I took in my bts in newark tag but they’re not great because my phone sucks

#bts #bangtan #bts in newark #i might have to stop going to kpop concerts because the depression afterwards is soooooo bad #fan account #bts fan account #also sorry I don't know how to fix the mobile formatting

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