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minghaoyoudoin · 2 years

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Incentive

pairing: boyfriend!idol!seunghun x gn!non-idol!reader

genre: smut, minors don't even think about it!!

words: 2.3k

warnings: idol!seunghun, non!idol reader, sub!seunghun, soft dom!reader, oral sex (m receiving), bad language, dirty talk, stripping, mentions of cum, gn!reader, use of the pet name "baby", body worship, spit kink if you squint, brief mention of seunghun struggling sometimes, swallowing, teasing, praise kink (sort of?), and I think that's all!

a/n: yes, this was definitely inspired by my discovery that seunghun has been teaching himself to knit/crochet during cix's hiatus, lol 🤪 I hope y'all enjoy this filth, I had fun writing it and I'd do it again - j

“I really don’t think I’m doing this right.”

You looked up at your boyfriend’s words, holding the tight stitch you’d just completed in place with your fingers. Seunghun presented you with the half-completed sweater sleeve he had been obsessing over for the last hour. The material was an atrocious shade of green and looked more like a deflated yarn balloon animal, one of his knitting needles stuck haphazardly through the fabric.

“It looks good, you’re making good progress.” You nodded sagely. Seunghun’s eyes narrowed at your lie and he made a show of dramatically tossing the sleeve onto the coffee table in front of him.

“You’re a bad liar. This is impossible,” he pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. You bit back a smile and resumed your own project, beginning the transition from blue to white yarn. Seunghun leaned over to your side of the couch so he could peer down at your work. “You’re almost done?”

You giggled airily. “I taught myself how to knit when I was thirteen. You asked me to teach you this morning.” You playfully shoved Seunghun’s shoulder and he fell back against his armrest, shooting daggers at you with his eyes. “I’m sure you’ll get it with practice.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Do you want to do something else?”

Seunghun groaned. “No. I’ve been bored for weeks—I might be terrible at this but at least it’s something to do.”

That was true, you supposed. Seunghun’s group had been on hiatus for a while now and you could tell it was starting to get to him. It was obvious just in the way he moved that he missed performing; sitting around being docile frazzled his nerves. Your boyfriend, more than anyone you had ever met, was not meant for a normal life.

It made you all the more grateful that, for some reason, he had chosen you.

You were arguably the most mundane person in the world, but you liked yourself and your life, for the most part. You loved crafts and cooking and sitting in peaceful silence. Seunghun was really the only part of your life that forced you out of your safe little bubble. He was your complete opposite—all big smiles and laughter and near-constant energy.

You balanced each other out in all the right ways. And over the course of your two year relationship, you had become addicted to his presence. You hadn’t intended to become romantically involved with an idol, but sometimes life just worked out in ways you didn’t expect.

Seunghun watched in dejected silence as you began the final color transition—from white back to baby blue—in your sweater. “Keep trying, you’ll get the hang of it.” You urged him softly. Once you finished the row, you held the sweater up to his chest, testing its length.

Damn, you thought to yourself, still too short. Seunghun—as well as the other four members of his group, for that matter—were all ridiculously tall.

He peered down at the sweater pressed to his front and clicked his tongue. “Yours looks great. That’s it. I’ve decided for the good of humanity that I’m going to give up.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes. “Do I need to give you an incentive to finish it or something?”

It was the wrong thing to say. Seunghun’s face immediately broke into a wide smile, momentarily blinding you.

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “What kind of incentive?”

You feigned nonchalance as you thought of what to say, hoping the butterflies in your belly weren’t obvious on your face. You pulled the sweater back into your lap, your skin suddenly too warm where your knuckles had been touching his shoulders.

“Is sex all you think about?” You chuckled, albeit a bit nervously.

“Only when you’re around.”

“I’m always around.”

Seunghun’s smile fell, that wonderful light emanating off of him dimming. “Not always.”

He wasn’t wrong. During the periods when his group was actively promoting, you sometimes went days or weeks at a time without seeing one another. It was hard for you, but you knew in the back of your mind that it was harder for him. He had to be on all the time, and though he had a near bottomless well of energy to draw from, you knew it still ran dry from time to time.

You patted his knee reassuringly. And, abruptly desperate to regain the lighthearted banter from before, you recklessly said the first thing that came to your mind.

“If you finish that sleeve by the time I’m done with this, I’ll make you cum on my tongue.”

Seunghun looked like he might catch on fire. He snatched his jumbled ball of yarn off the coffee table so fast that you snorted. In seconds he was shoving the needle through the fabric again, holding it dangerously close to his face.

Still chuckling, you went back to working on the last few rows of stitches.

It was harder to concentrate now, though. Seunghun was stiff next to you, his right knee nearly vibrating with energy where it was pressed against yours on the couch. You knew he would win the challenge you had given him; not only was he ridiculously competitive, but he also had an unhealthy obsession with your mouth.

You were so flustered that you had to undo and re-knot a stitch three times before it was perfect as the ones around it. In your periphery, your boyfriend was squinting at the yarn in his hands, the tip of his pink tongue sticking out of the corner of his lips under the force of his concentration.

Yeah, he was definitely going to finish before you, probably in more ways than one. You already felt building pressure in your lower stomach, your mouth drying out a bit in anticipation.

Though it had taken Seunghun an hour to complete the first half of his sleeve, he finished the rest in under ten minutes.

“Done!” He yelled triumphantly, holding the completed piece in front of your face for proof. You smiled to yourself again without looking up from your work.

“I’m not,” you said casually. Seunghun’s shoulders slumped and he threw the sleeve onto the table again. “I’m on the last row. Do you think you can be a good boy and wait for me until I’m finished?”

Seunghun nodded enthusiastically and you rewarded him with a sweet smile.

“Here’s what I want you to do, baby.” You were focusing more now on the way his eyes tracked your hands’ movements than the task in front of you. “Every time I finish one of these knots, I want you to take off a piece of clothing. Can you do that for me?”

Instead of responding, he hastily slid his socks off his feet as you tied off another knot. Your smile widened a bit. Such a good boy, only for you.

You moved at an intentionally slow, agonizing pace as you continued the last row. Stitch, Seunghun removed his sweater. Stitch, he discarded his white tee on the floor by his feet. Stitch, his sweatpants were shoved down and off until your boyfriend was left only in his underwear.

By the time you finally got to the last knot, Seunghun was squirming on the couch next to you. You watched the rapidly forming wet spot on his gray boxers through the corner of your eye and wet your lips. You couldn’t wait to taste him.

“Baby, please,” Seunghun breathed when you began slowly doubling the final stitch to hold the yarn in place. You threw him another sweet smile and your stomach flipped when you saw the glint in his eyes. You were walking a dangerous line—Seunghun loved to be teased to the point of torture, but one wrong move and he would flip on a dime.

If you were being honest, you didn’t mind that possibility, either.

As you pulled the yarn taut, Seunghun removed his underwear. And you couldn’t wait anymore. You didn’t care that the last few rows of the sweater looked like shit. The thing was a gift for Seunghun, anyway, and seeing tangible evidence of the way he affected you would probably excite him every time he put the thing on.

You took your time setting the sweater aside, savoring the way Seunghun’s body trembled. Wordlessly, you shifted until you were on the floor, pride filling your chest as your boyfriend’s legs immediately parted to let you between them.

You ran your fingernails lightly from his ankles to the tops of his pretty thighs and he shuddered. “You did so well, baby. Do you think you deserve a reward?”

Seunghun nodded, staring down at you through lust-lidded eyes. You pressed feather-light kisses to each of his knees and worked your way up his thighs. He whimpered when you skipped over his hard cock altogether, instead doting in his hipbones, his toned stomach, his chest. You took one of his nipples into your mouth, watching his throat work as your tongue swirled over the tight bud.

His body stiffened when you began to move south, somehow even slower than before. And when you finally settled between his thighs again, finally allowed yourself to look at his pretty red cock, you sighed contentedly.

“Always so needy for me.” You whispered, at last wrapping your fingers around his base. At that first contact, Seunghun’s body jerked and he let out a tiny moan.

“Always, baby, only for you. Only for you…” He threaded his fingers into your hair and you shivered when his nails lightly scratched at your scalp.

Unable to restrain yourself any longer, you pumped him once and dragged your tongue from his balls to head. Seunghun groaned, his head falling limply against the cushions behind him.

“Look at me, Seunghun.” You commanded softly. He forced his eyes open until they made contact with yours and the wildfire inside of you roared at the lust there. “If you look away, I stop.”

Seunghun hastily nodded his understanding as you gathered spit into your mouth and allowed a long string of it to fall onto his cock. It twitched in your hand, a bit more precum leaking from his tip while you worked him.

You took the head between your lips first, using your tongue to apply pressure in circles around it. Seunghun moaned again, low in his throat.

“Yes—ah—oh my god,” he hissed as you bobbed your head on him, taking more of his cock into your mouth. You hummed, appreciating how his hips involuntarily thrusted upward at the sensation.

Your other hand worked his balls as you willed your throat to relax. Seunghun’s cock slid further into your throat each time you moved, but there was still somehow more of him that you couldn’t manage to fit. You twisted your hand around the base of his shaft and his whimpers picked up urgency.

You lifted your eyes again and were immediately rewarded with his gaze still on you. He could barely keep his eyes open, his chest rapidly rising and falling as you brought him closer to his release. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to let his head fall back with every breath.

“You t-take me so well—ah—” Seunghun’s praise cut off into a moan when you hummed again. Motivated by his broken words, you forcefully ignored your gag reflex until the head of his cock sat in the back of your throat. And when you swallowed around him, the loud moan Seunghun released nearly made you cum right then and there.

You did it again, some primal urge within you needing to hear the way you made him feel. He was a mess for you; color stained his pretty cheeks and concentration furrowed his brows, a lovely crease forming between them as he chased his orgasm.

“J-just like that—gonna cum, where…?”

“In my mouth, Hun,” you picked up your pace as you bobbed your head on him. Seunghun whimpered at your reply, both of his hands knotted in your hair now as he lightly guided your movements. You let him use your mouth, painfully turned on by the way he disregarded your own comfort in his effort to cum.

An idea struck you. Your hand still lightly massaging his balls moved downward. You swallowed around his cock at the same time you pressed your index finger against the area of skin between his balls and ass, a direct line to his prostate.

Your eyes flicked up to watch his face as Seunghun let out a vulgar moan, and he was gone. His eyes rolled back and at last screwed closed as his groan of pleasure cut off, his body locking under the force of his orgasm.

When he came in your throat, you took every last drop he gave you. He came in thick spurts, his cock repeatedly pulsing in your mouth. You moaned around him, the vibrations dragging him through his orgasm to the point of pain.

At last, he had nothing left to give. Seunghun’s eyes peeled open and he gazed down at you with an expression of undiluted admiration on his face. You continued leisurely licking his shaft as the last aftershocks trembled through him until he couldn’t take the overstimulation anymore.

You rose from the floor to kiss him eagerly, which he happily accepted. He paid no mind to the taste of him still lingering on your lips as his tongue dove into your mouth.

“I love you,” he mumbled against your lips. You giggled, breathless, and began to pull away, intending to go clean yourself up before bed. Seunghun caught you by the elbow before you could and offered a devilish grin that instantly had you ready for him again.

“Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you, yet.”

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heebaeby · 2 years

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some cix member combos and a scenario

warning: threesomes, cuckholding, handcuffs, member on member, overstimulation, dacryphilia, pegging, punishments (i think this is all)

seunghun would be lying if he said he haven't had a wet dream about this exact scenario before. this was hot and everything he has dreamt about. there he was, your boyfriend, handcuffed on a chair as he watches his best friend and leader fuck his girlfriend.

byounggon and seunghun

it was driving him insane watching the both of you and be unable to touch himself. the way byounggon was roughly handling you with no care for your own pleasure, fuck, seunghun's cock was throbbing so hard at that.

he needed release and he needed it now and luckily for him byounggon noticed. well if byounggon didn't then he must be stupid to not feel seunghun's heated gaze. the younger male was full of need already.

"this is what you wanted, hmm? just wait for your turn and you'll have her back to you."

seunghun and jinyoung

you don't even remember how you've reached to this point. maybe seunghun and jinyoung were stressed? honestly you don't even want to think—you can't even count the times you've cum already.

they always liked to say that its a great stress relief to see you cumming again and again thanks to their combined effort and whatever it must have been, they were far from stopping right now.

you like it, you like it too much that you can't help but be greedy and ask for more. the room was already hot and you wanted... no you needed it to be hotter. seunghun pulls away from you watching as you whine even if jinyoung was definitely still holding you.

"still begging for more? can you really take that sweetheart? don't take it back, hmm, we won't stop."

yonghee and jinyoung

this was all yonghee's fault had he told you much earlier, you wouldn't be coming to the university at such a late hour. to make matters worse, the hallways leading to the student council room were empty. its just going to be you and yonghee alone... together.

he's so infuriating that you'd rather just kiss him and that thought itself made you angrier. stupid yonghee, so irresistable. so irresistable indeed that when you opened the door to the student council room the sight would give the principal a heart attack.

bae jinyoung was deep inside kim yonghee. fucking him on a desk—your desk out of all things. here it was, the scandal that could scar yonghee's position and give you the student council president position but there you were frozen in place.

of course, jinyoung just had to say something. flashing you an all knowing smirk matched with that confidence of his, he asks, "are you just going to stand there and watch or are you going to lock the door and join us princess?"

yonghee and hyunsuk

hyunsuk really appreciated yonghee, especially at moments like this when the older male held his hands tightly and gives him reassuring pats in the back while you were roughly pounding the younger.

tears were already flowing down hyunsuk's cheeks but you were far from over, in fact, yonghee was hyper aware that once you were finished with hyunsuk, he would be facing the same fate but for now all he could offer to hyunsuk was his sweetness.

as much as you wanted to be as sweet, they both needed punishments. they needed to be filled with tears. they needed to learn that they should never break your rules.

"crying? good, don't even hold in your tears because no one will be helping you."

#route303 #cix smut #bx smut #byounggon smut #seunghun smut #yonghee smut #jinyoung smut #bae jinyoung smut #hyunsuk smut

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leejeongz · 3 years

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cix as your boyfriend

requested: yes, by anon

bx: (i don’t not need i do not need i do not need 🥲🥲🥲 ok maybe i need🥲🥲🥲)

♡ his favourite date- late night drive + music

♡ he’s the dj and the driver. you can just sit back, relax, and enjoy the scenery. he likes the privacy that you two have without being locked away in a room. you two can talk for hours while he just drives, with no real plan on where you’re going.

♡ skinship- he’s annoying ASF, he just wants to be by you all the time. most skinship comes after teasing, to show you that he was just joking. he loves holding hands, wrapping his arm around you and linking arms in public, back hugging and resting his head on your shoulder sometimes too. at home, there is no limit. there is no skinship that he wouldn’t partake in with you.

♡ his love language- quality time. when you’re together, you’re not getting a word in edge ways. he tells you anything and everything, everything he’s seen, everything he’s eaten, EVERYTHING. but it’s only because he wants to share his life with you, even the moments you don’t see. he loves seeing you laugh at his stories and how your eyes light up when he’s around. but even when no one is talking, he’s content and doesn’t want the moment to end.

♡ kisses- he likes catching you off guard, pressing kisses onto any exposed skin at any time. he loves placing kisses onto your jaw line and then pulling away and looking at you expectedly with a grin on his face. he’s very proud whenever he gets to kiss you. deeper kisses are rare and usually lead to something more, but he’s not apprehensive to initiate them.

♡ uses pet names ironically, to tease you, especially in front of your friends. he has no shame and isn’t afraid to call you his flower anywhere he wants.

♡ he can sense when somethings upsetting you or you’re being off and he’s straight there to comfort you with whatever you need, hugs, a bath, even just a conversation. he’s NOT letting you be upset or down when you deserve to be happy :((

♡ the type of guy to want to stay home with you rather than go out. especially if you’re more on the introverted side. he just doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable and thinks it’s more intimate.

♡ if he’s not getting all of your attention, he’s gonna be hella jealous. when he’s jealous, he can either get real mad or real pouty, but it’s usually something that you can reassure him on with some extra loving that day.

seunghun:

♡ his favourite date- escape room

♡ even if you never manage to escape because brain cells???? he still loves watching you try and helping you where he can. honestly, he’s no help at all because he’s too busy watching you, but you’re so captivating while at work like that hehe, can you blame him?

♡ skinship- his hand is always engulfing yours. he quite often gives you back hugs too. he prefers back hugs to normal hugs since he thinks they’re more innocent and sweet. he loves having you tucked under his arm when you’re sitting next to him, even if it’s in public. this boy does not care, skinship is the same at home or in public.

♡ his love language- quality time. when he’s not working, he’s with you. you do everything together, he values your company over anyone else’s. he knows you must miss him, because he misses you the moment you say goodbye. he wants to be the centre of your attention the whole time and he’ll do anything to make sure that he is.

♡ kisses- first of all he loves when you kiss his neck!! but your lips actually meet regularly. he likes to kiss you when you’re both tucked up in bed, he thinks it actually helps you both sleep better. he’s forever giving you pecks on your cheek too, but he knows when to stop so that it doesn’t become annoying.

♡ you first held hands after he asked you to compare hand sizes. he always thought of the moment beforehand and that your hands are probably a lot smaller than his, but the reality was they were only like 1cm smaller. but he thought it makes it easier to hold your hand so he prefers it this way ><.

♡ he will do anything to make you laugh or to make you smile. he’s hates seeing you upset or down, even if it is over the tiniest thing, so he’ll be EXTRA goofy and jokey with you until you’re happy.

♡ it doesn’t matter where you’re going, who you’re going with, what you’re gonna do, he’s gonna be there. and you can’t get sick of his presence so he doesn’t have to worry about that either

yonghee:

♡ his favourite date- thrifting together

♡ first of all he is NOT gonna get bored while shopping with you and is actually prepared to take an active boyfie role. he’ll help you pick out clothes that he thinks look good on you that you may have not picked out for yourself. when you come out wearing them from the changing room he smiles at you brightly while his heart is just going CRAZY.

♡ skinship- he strokes and pats your hair a lot, he thinks it’s endearing and it always makes you smile and blush, so he does it all the more. he’s a little shy when it comes to skinship, even when you two are in private. he’d rather tell you how much he loves you and show you through his acts of service. that being said, he does love placing tiny kisses on your forehead wherever you are.

♡ his love language- words of affirmation. sometimes all he needs is a little chat with you to make him do that little better. he wants to make you proud, especially since you go out of your way to help him. he often thinks about how lucky he is to have someone like you who gives him that boost of confidence without even realising what you do.

♡ kisses- very romantic. long, passionate kisses are rare but when they do happen, they take your breath away. when you two kiss, it takes away any struggles or any worry that you had for that brief moment. playful kisses are more frequent. he smiles into them and when he pulls away, he covers his mouth because he’s gone all shy 🥺

♡ he still gets a little bit shocked when you ask to do things with him. he’s like “what? me? why?” (his subconscious constantly wanting confirmation? we’ve all been there bby) and when you reply “because you’re my boyfriend” he gets EXTRA FLUSTERED

♡ the pet names he has for you 🥺 make you blush a whole lot 🥺 he hasn’t gone a day since you pair got together without calling you “honey” or “darling”, but he’s also created some more that suit your personality 😭😭

♡ definitely prefers calling you over texting you, or leaving you little voice notes. he likes leaving voice notes for you to wake up to when he’s not there and imagines your cute reaction when you listen to them.

♡ knows exactly what to say and when to say it. he can be flirtatious in a jokey way, but hidden under the laughter there’s sincerity and you know it

jinyoung:

♡ his favourite date- art museum

♡ as well as being able to giggle with you at all the suggestive 😼 art, he also likes having deep conversations with you about how you’re interpreting the art. he likes learning about how you think and how you feel. plus it’s an excuse for you to both dress up nicely and maybe even a little bit… matching.

♡ skinship- there’s not much pda, if any at all. i think he’s someone that would want to keep his relationship private, so not even hand holding in public. he’s that guy who waits for you to fall asleep just so he can wrap his arms around you or place a kiss on your nose. he likes resting his head on your shoulder while you watch movies together, sometimes he even falls asleep like that 😭😭

♡ his love language- acts of service. he really appreciates even the tiniest things that you do for him. when you cook for him, or collect his mail, or clean up while he’s resting after a busy day. he feels a little guilty since he knows that you have a life too though, so he’s never expecting you to do anything for him, which is why it’s even more lovely when you do.

♡ kisses- HOT AND PASSIONATE, DEEP KISSES. they always leave you flustered, but to make things even worse, he’ll then place his cold hands on your cheeks and laugh at how hot it made you. expect tiny kisses throughout the day on your hand or on your shoulder (but you cannot expect the surprise ones ofc which are even more frequent)

♡ his gift giving skills are out of this world. he remembers every date that he should and gives you something he knows that you’ll like, as well as the cliché but still nice things like flowers and chocolate. he gets so giggly when he gives them to you aww babyyyy

♡ gets so whiny when you say no to him 😭 it will be like 2am and he wants to come over but ur like “can’t you wait until tomorrow?” and then he ends up just coming over anyway to complain about you saying no

♡ uses his cuteness against you. either you love it and can’t resist it, or you hate it and give in just to make him stop.

♡ he likes fun but what he likes more is seeing you have fun. catching you smiling when you’re doing something or seeing you on pictures with a massive grin on your face makes him so happy.

hyunsuk:

♡ his favourite date- bowling

♡ seeing u in those shoes is enough. but fr he likes how light hearted it is and how fun it ALWAYS is with you. he almost always lets you win and when he does he pays for your drinks and food while you’re there. he does get a kick out of you getting it down the gutter 3 times in a row, even if it happens every time.

♡ skinship- not much for pda, maybe a little bit of handholding and a discreet back hug while you’re waiting in line. he loves being near to you though. at home, he’s more of a playful boyfriend. there’s lots of tiny little scraps on the sofa about who’s feet get the rest on the other’si laps, and who gets to sleep on the other’s chest in bed.

♡ his love language- receiving gifts. given that he can’t spend much time with you, he thinks about you a whole lot more than he does anyone else, and receiving gifts from you shows him that you do the same. more so than the gifts, he gets excited when he sees how excited you are to give him something. it’s endearing 🥺

♡ kisses- longer kisses are giggly but still full of passion and love. he can’t wait to put his lips on yours and soon becomes more and more comfortable with making the first move. he’s not one for giving little pecks, those are rare, but he loves when you surprise him with them.

♡ even though he always wants to make you flustered, he usually gets wayyy more flustered than you in his attempts to do so. his cheeks burn up and his hands come up to cover his face.

♡ okay this boy LOVES listening to you talk. looking into your eyes while you talk about everything and anything, just admiring everything about you.

♡ sings for you. all the time. even if you don’t request it he’s gonna be belting out a romantic song to you.

♡ sometimes he doesn’t even realise he’s done it, but he’ll drop something really sweet and romantic into a conversation and your heart will be thumping immediately and he’ll panic thinking he said something wrong.

#cix #cix imagine #cix imagines #bx #seunghun #yonghee #jinyoung #bae jinyoung #yoon hyunsuk #hyunsuk #cix fluff #cix reaction #cix reactions

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poppingtoi · 3 years

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Why?: Bae Jinyoung has pink hair and that is kinda killing me so that's it.

Summary: Random date at the dorm with the boys home so it's more like a group hangout to be honest.

Worth the wait - CIX Bae Jinyoung

Dating an idol was quite a new experience for you. You had only been on one date through a whole month and you were missing Jinyoung a lot. But you decided to handle the situation like a normal adult because you understood and supported his dream and the lifestyle it implied.

After you mentioned wanting to see him he managed to work something out because he was dying to see you as well and promotions were finally over. You rushed to his dorm on a Saturday morning with your prettiest comfy outfit, a smile you hadn't worn in a long time and a small red velvet cake (from your favorite bakery) to share with the boys.

You were excited and a little nervous, giving how long it had been. You only knocked once before the door swung open in front of your eyes and Hyunsuk welcomed you in. Baejin was still inside his own room. You left the cake in the kitchen, greeted the other boys and slowly made your way into your boyfriend's room. He stood in front of his mirror, eyes focused on his reflection as he mumbled something.

-Yeah so... would you... like... - he sighed closing his eyes and made eye contact with you through the mirror when he opened them. - Aaaahhh! God! You scared me...

-I missed you too. - you laughed softly, patting his back with a smile.

-Oh, yeah, I... Hi, babe. - he laughed shyly and turned around. - Should we go-?

-I like your hair. - you interrupted him and reached your hands up to play with it. - I just had to get that out of my chest, it's pretty, you're so pretty.

-You're prettier. - he blurted out almost automatically and blushed immediately after.

You got out of the room holding hands and his band mates started cooing at you two teasingly. He covered his face with his other hand and hid behind you at first but kicked their legs under the table once you all sit down to taste the cake.

-Why red velvet? I thought you'd bring my favorite one. - he pouted at you after taking a spoonful. - I ordered your favorite pizza for dinner, sweety.

-Valentine's was last week so actually... I didn't have many other options, you know? - you pointed at him with your fork and he leaned in to eat the cake left on it.

-That's an indirect kiss! - Yonghee screamed loudly while laughing and pointing at you.

-They're dating, remember? - said Byounggon between giggles.

-Aaaahhh! My eyes! - Hyunsuk dramatically shoved Jinyoung and covered his eyes.

-This is why I said we should go out. - your boyfriend placed his arm around your shoulders and glared at the other members.

-You'd miss us too much. - Yonghee stuck out his tongue playfully.

-Having Dispatch follow us around and shoving cameras on our faces sounds like such a good plan, babe. - you ran your fingers through his hair and smiled ironically.

You got a few soda cans from the convenience store down the street and continued to eat more cake and take random quizzes on your phones to find out what kind of hamburger you were based on your favorite horror movie.

-Where's Seunghun? I haven't seen him all day. - you asked, staring at the untouched plate, and they started laughing uncontrollably. - What?

-He missed our appointment at the hairdresser a couple days ago because he fell asleep and he didn't want the company to find out so... he planned on dying his hair it himself here. - Hyunsuk struggled to explain as he chuckled nonstop.

-Seunghun! Come out now! We've got a guest, don't be disrespectful! - Byounggon screamed between laughs to try and get the other boy to come out.

While the other three boys made their way to bang on the door and burst into Seunghun's room Jinyoung moved his chair a little closer and gave your cheek a sweet short kiss. You blushed and laughed because of how shy he usually was at the dorm and softly pecked his lips before turning around again.

Yonghee dragged Seunghun out of his room, pulling his sleeve with a mischievous smirk as Hyunsuk pushed him from behind and Byounggon clapped. A towel was covering the fun hair you wanted to see incredibly badly and they all stopped in front of you. Right when Yonghee took the towel Seunghun turned around and you tilted your head in confusion.

-Was it not supposed to be red? I think it still fits him, maybe the stylist can make it work or... - your words died in your throat as he turned around and you started laughing too.

-I don't see what you all find so funny! You should feel bad for me if anything, heartless- meanies. - he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted with a glare.

-But your eyebrows are red too! It's not even the same shade, it's like fucsia! Plus-! - he interrupted your remarks and giggles with random screams.

-Hey, I brought you cake so it'd be nice if you could not make my ears bleed, bro. - you laughed again, staring at his fun eyebrows.

-What? Why didn't anyone tell me? You're seriously the best!

And you all continued to make fun of him and played a few rounds of just dance until it was finally and sadly time for you to go back home. It was definitely worth the wait.

#cix fluff #bae jinyoung #cix imagines #cix reactions #cix scenarios #cix baejin #cix jinyoung #cix drabbles #jinyoung fluff #jinyoung fanfic #jinyoung imagines #kpop ff

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golchaworld · 4 years

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Panacea | L.BG (Part II)

➳ pairing: lee byounggon x fem!reader, ft. cix ensemble

➳ genre: organized crime!au, action, occasional fluff

➳ word count: ~2.9k

➳ warnings: cursing, mild violence, mentions of non-descriptive gore, mentions of death/killing, glorification of crime

➳ summary: The plan is always the hardest part.

A/N: This took me forever and a half to write! And the funny thing is this is mostly just filler!! It’s a lot of insight into the members’ and reader’s relationships and tendencies. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

Part One

panacea (noun): a solution or remedy for all difficulties

All of Jinyoung’s plans start out with observations. He becomes hellbent on knowing every single detail, every mechanism and inner working, before making his next move. Jinyoung always likes to hit where it hurts, and he finds observation a crucial factor in that.

It starts with him dropping sticky notes on your desk. Most of them are mundane observations, like the fact that Kim Jaeyong eats lunch at 12:43pm every single day, or the fact that he keeps the temperature warmer in his personal office than the rest of the office.

But eventually, they become more detailed, useful. Jinyoung notes that Kim Jaeyong walks with a slight hitch in his step, leaning over to his right side, likely the result of a hip injury when he was a teenager. Jinyoung also informs you that Kim Jaeyong only keeps one weapon in his office, a Beretta M9, with plenty of ammo in the bottom drawer of his file cabinets.

As the notes pile up day by day, your shredder becomes fuller and fuller. It’s better for all of you to keep them as mental notes anyways.

The six of you don’t get a chance to discuss the notes until the following Friday, piling into Seunghun and Byounggon’s shared apartment as usual. This time, instead of hard liquor and the ever present taste of murder in your mouths, there’s only the bitter taste of determination.

“I don’t know why I needed to know the exact minute that the boss eats lunch, Jinyoung. Why did you even send that to us?” Hyunsuk’s voice is whiny, worn out from using his customer service voice for the entire week.

Jinyoung rolls his eyes, throwing a chicken bone that just barely misses Hyunsuk’s cheek. “It’s so we know when he’s not busy. People are almost always relaxed over a meal. I think that’s our best time to strike.”

Byounggon snorts, chest rumbling under your head. How the two of you ended up cuddled up on the couch while everyone else is sprawled across the floor is beyond you. You imagine it was under the pretense of you being “tired.” All you know is that you definitely don’t mind it.

“What do you mean ‘strike?’”

“Well I mean, we have to kill him. I think that’s pretty obvious.”

Even with the steady tone of Jinyoung’s voice, you know he’s still being cautious. Although Yonghee just looks over at him with big, inquisitive eyes, you imagine it must hurt. It would always hurt to see your best friends plotting to kill your father. It must hurt even more when you’re taking part in such plotting.

“There isn’t another way?” Seunghun’s voice is calm and even, standing strong in the silence of the apartment. “Like can’t we just force him to leave and never come back or something?”

“It’s us or him.”

Yonghee’s voice causes a knot to wrangle its way into your stomach. His words are clear, even though they waver with a hint of fear. There’s something else there, maybe sadness, grief. It mixes in smoothly with the deep tone of Yonghee’s voice.

“If we don’t kill him,” Yonghee explains further. “He will kill us. No hesitation. Killing him is really our only option.”

“And you’re okay with that?” Byounggon asks softly, as if not to frighten a cornered animal.

Emotion swims in the dark irises of Yonghee’s eyes. Having been the “quiet nerdy kid” growing up, Yonghee has never been one to wear his heart on his sleeve. His father had taught him that emotion was weakness, and would always be used against him. It was only around his five best friends did he ever let his walls down.

Yonghee sighs, running a hand through his already messy hair. Somehow, it falls flawlessly back into place. It’s amazing how even under the stress of plotting to kill his father, Yonghee manages to look like a supermodel.

“Even if I’m not okay with it, it’s what we have to do. So let’s stop mulling it over and just do something about it.”

The corner of Jinyoung’s mouth twitches up in a smirk, accompanying the sadism flaring in his eyes. “Then let’s get started.”

. . .

The first thing you notice the next morning is that you’re not in your own bed.

You sit up, quickly take account of your surroundings and rush through the possible places where you could have ended up. All of your clothes are on and intact, which is a good sign. You search the room, panicked, until your eyes land on a familiar picture in a navy blue frame. You sigh in relief; it’s only Byounggon’s room.

The framed picture on the nightstand is quite cute, and you find yourself smiling at the six faces that stare back at you. It was taken at the boardwalk the summer before your senior year of high school. You’re all grinning from ear to ear, each holding various cliche items from cotton candy to plushies won at game stands. Byounggon’s arm is slung around your waist.

You remember that you even loved him then.

The picture has you continuing to smile, even as the room owner enters. Byounggon lacks a shirt, only clad in sweatpants slung low on his hips. Even though it’s his typical Saturday outfit, you find your mouth watering nonetheless.

“Sleep well?” He asks, voice gruff from sleep.

You nod slowly. “Yeah, but when did I fall asleep? Like I remember Jinyoung outlining the plan and then next thing I know, I’m waking up here. I wasn’t even drinking!”

You punctuate your statement with a frown, which causes Byounggon to smile, dimples indenting his rounded cheeks.

“You fell asleep while Jinyoung was talking, genius.” Byounggon takes a seat at the foot of the bed. “Seunghun and I just brought you back here so you could get proper sleep.”

A yawn takes over your features, prompting you to stretch your arms above your head. Byounggon giggles.

“Did you guys finish coming up with a plan?”

Byounggon’s expression sours at the question. He looks down to the sheets of the bed before meeting your eyes. His eyes are hard set, determined, but are also laced with a lingering air of sadness.

“We’re still mulling over some details, but um, Y/N?” He places a hand on top of yours on the cover, curling his fingers around yours. “We’re going to have to kill a lot of people. It’s like we’re going to war. A war against our own.”

You turn your hand over so that you’re palm to palm with Byounggon. In his eyes, there’s still the brooding boy that refused to talk to you when you were introduced at age seven. There’s still the boy who was scared of the monkey bars until he was twelve. But there’s also the man who has killed. A man who has sinned.

You squeeze his hand in comfort. “I know. But you have to remember that as long as the six of us are together, we’ll be alright. We’ll always have each others’ backs.”

Byounggon nods, squeezing your hand back just as tight.

. . .

Jinyoung is the one who warns the group against diving into a plan head first. Ever the planner, he works to create small increments in which the six of you can work to take down Kim Jaeyong. The only downside to his planning is that he feels the need to remind you all of it every waking moment.

The sticky notes don’t stop landing on your desk, this time sporting small messages like ‘we have to make nice with the informants so they trust us,’ and ‘Seunghun agreed to spend more time with the boss to get closer to him.’ It all seems a tad bit extraneous, but nothing is too extra for Jinyoung.

He even goes as far as to call small meetings for the six of you in the middle of the day. All too often you find yourself smushed into a cubicle, speaking in hushed whispers disguised as small talk. The worst is when you all have to pile into the single stall restroom at the end of the main hallway, conspiring and dreaming up a hierarchy of people to take down.

It’s on a random afternoon, however, that your cover is almost blown.

Five of you stand around Hyunsuk at the front desk, casually sipping coffee while you dream up the most discreet ways to dispose of bodies. You’re so caught up in the conversation that you all miss the chime of the elevator, completely ignoring the figures that step out of it until a booming voice rings out around the lobby.

“Who knew that kids these days talk about burning bodies during their coffee break?”

The six of you instantly straighten up your posture, greeting Kim Jaeyong with slight bows. The man sports a greasy smirk at the obvious fear written all over your faces. He has always been giddy at the thought of people respecting him, of people fearing him.

“Yeah, well you know burning bodies is all the rage these days,” Hyunsuk responds with a smile, forever the charmer.

Seunghun nods. “You know Gen Z, all about social media and burning bodies.”

Kim Jaeyong laughs loudly, once again commanding all the attention in the room. “You kids are too funny.” His face suddenly loses all hints of humor, putting up a serious, stoic front. “But we don’t have time to take coffee breaks, whether you’re talking about burning bodies or anything else.”

The six of you nod, practically in unison, making small noises of agreement. Kim Jaeyong seems pretty satisfied at the response, and you think he’s going to leave it at that, especially as he moves towards the office door. However, as soon as he shifts his weight to open the door, he freezes, regarding the group with scrutiny.

“As a matter of fact, the six of you have been congregating a lot lately. Is there something I should know about?”

All of the blood in your body freezes over. You would think you died on the spot if not for the styrofoam cup warming the skin of your hand. For a moment, there’s silence, until a confident voice speaks up.

“It’s the consequence of recruiting six best friends when they were fresh out of college. All we want to do is see each other.” Yonghee smiles as he speaks, proud at the implied dig at his father. “Surely you can understand that right?”

Kim Jaeyong regards his son with a sneer. “I don’t care what you all ‘want’ to do. You’re congregating on my time. Get back to work, now.”

Five of you scramble back to your desks, passing by the father-son duo that seem to be communicating with their eyes. Their gazes are ammo, and none of you want to be caught in the crossfire.

By the time you’re settling back into your cubicle, Yonghee re-enters the office, a triumphant smirk on his face.

. . .

The plan is officially set in motion the following week. It begins from the bottom with its goal being for the six of you to work your way up. It seems easy at first, to take out the small scale informants and then move on to their bosses, and their bosses’ bosses. But the task becomes harder and harder to manage.

You come across your first round of problems as you’re sawing an informant’s body into small pieces, making them easier to be burned when it’s all said and done. You have just separated the man’s lower leg from his thigh when a crackle of static fills the small room you have converted into a morgue of sorts.

“Junhyuk? Are you there?” A staticky voice calls, making you instantly drop your bone saw to the floor.

It falls with a loud clatter, one that’s loud enough to gain the attention of Seunghun, who had been posted outside of the room. He instantly bursts into the morgue, hand on the small pistol in the holster on his waist.

“What happened?” The boy questions, looking around the room for signs of danger.

“You guys didn’t take his walkie?!” You yell, startling Seunghun.

The static crackles again. “Junhyuk? Come in.”

Seunghun just rolls his eyes, finally taking his hand off of his gun. In two short strides, he stands over the collection of body parts, not even flinching when the static fills the room once again. He doesn’t hesitate to reach a hand into the corpse’s bloody back pocket, pulling out an equally bloody walkie talkie.

Seunghun throws the small appliance onto the ground, watching as small pieces splinter off. To seal the deal, he stomps on it a few times, until it no longer spouts staticky commands. You roll your eyes at the show of strength.

“Better? Gosh, I didn’t expect something so miniscule to scare you.” Seunghun jokes, nudging your shoulder with his.

Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes. “When you’re alone in a room with bodies that are supposed to be dead, you don’t exactly expect shit to start talking.”

The smile Seunghun gives you in response is bright and sweet, the kind that’s not marred by any malintent. You wonder if this is how he lures his prey in. With just a flash of his smile, you can imagine that anyone would be putty in his hands. But when you see his smile, however, it just reminds you of the chubby little boy who greeted you and your mother when you moved in across the street.

To this day, he always greets your mother like she’s his own, molding a space into your family. And after years of friendship, he practically is a brother to you. From playing on the swingsets when you were in third grade to studying for college entrance exams when you were in eleventh, Seunghun has always been a part of your life.

The last thing you expected, however, was for him to ever be flashing you his smile in front of a half dismembered body. But you guess things change.

“Well before you lost it over a walkie talkie,” Seunghun chuckles. “Jinyoung said he and Byounggon were going to take down another informant. Somebody who does outreach to the suppliers? I don’t know.”

“Clearly, I need some time before then.” You motion to the body behind you. “You guys can’t just be piling up bodies in my morgue.”

The tall boy shrugs before making a move towards the door. “Bring it up with Jinyoung...or better yet, bring it up with Byounggon.”

Seunghun shoots you an obnoxious wink over his shoulder. You can only manage a few curses at his retreating form before he exits the room, taking his post at the door once again. When you turn back to the body on the table, you meet its cold, dead eyes.

You scoff. “Don’t look at me like that.”

. . .

It’s a little after noon on a Wednesday when Byounggon meets you inside of the morgue. Your breath catches in your throat once you catch sight of him. His blazer hugs his shoulders perfectly, cinching in just the right amount at the waist. Byounggon in a suit should be illegal.

“Why is it always so cold in here?” The man whines, crossing his arms over his chest to preserve warmth.

“You know why it’s cold in here,” you roll your eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic.”

Byounggon’s eyebrows raise before he chuckles. “What’s got you so upset?”

You sigh, finally putting down the pliers you had been using to remove fingers from a dead hand. The urge to run your hands through your hair overtakes you, but you fight to suppress it, hands smelling like formaldehyde and drained blood.

Byounggon’s still looking at you expectantly as a moment of silence passes. He knows not to push, content with waiting for you to open up on your own. It’s something he learned the hard way. Pushing you too hard once in the 9th grade led to such a nasty black eye that he had to wear sunglasses for two weeks.

“This is just a lot,” you finally murmur. “How are we going to take everyone out without Kim Jaeyong noticing? He already noticed we’ve been congregating a lot.”

A smile graces Byounggon’s face, deep dimples indenting his cheeks. He crosses the small room quickly, pulling you into a tight hug. You can’t help but sigh, feeling all of the tension leave your body at the feeling of your best friend’s arms wrapped around you. You sigh again once Byounggon begins to rock you both back and forth.

“Worrying doesn’t look good on you, you know.”

The comment makes you chuckle, the sound nothing more than vibrations in your chest.

“Leave the worrying to Jinyoung,” Byounggon continues. “His stupidly pretty face can handle it.”

Once again, you laugh, emitting a short huff that gets trapped in the space between your face and Byounggon’s chest. He’s warm, a sharp contrast from the chill of the room.

“Yonghee’s got the system hacked so that it looks like the informants are still up and running. He’ll do the same as people go higher and higher up. He’s cancelled all large body meetings for the next month.”

“Oh shit.”

Now it’s Byounggon’s turn to chuckle. “Yeah, oh shit is right. We have this on lock, Y/N. There’s nothing you need to worry about.”

You nod in response, taking the opportunity to muzzle further into your friend’s hold. His heartbeat is strong and steady under your ear, felt through the quality fabric of his crisp white dress shirt. His hands trace circles into your back, slightly displacing the cloth of your white lab coat.

The two of you continue to rock back and forth, paying the smell of formaldehyde no mind as you get lost in the warmth of each other.

#lee byounggon imagines #bx imagines #cix imagines #cix #lee byounggon #bx #panacea #escritos

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seokmattchuus · 5 years

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Play With Me - Jinyoung

- Requested -

A/n: I’ve literally never thought about fucking Jinyoung till Movie Star came out and if anon hadn’t asked for this, I’d probably have never even thought about writing something for him. And yes, I titled it Play With Me. Whatcha gonna do about it? You asked and I dEliVEReD.

‘Come on, it’ll be fun.’

‘It’s the last practice before the showcase.’

‘I want your opinion.’

‘You can’t just not see it.’

After a series of texts from Jinyoung throughout the morning, you finally caved, grumpily changing into a big hoodie so you didn’t have to change your shorts.

“He better be lucky I love him.” You grumbled, grabbing your keys off the hook and walking out of your apartment.

You’d met Jinyoung on accident, really. Mina ended up needing you to cover her shift at mnet, but what she didn’t tell you was that it was for a survival show.

That being said, when you showed up expecting to run into a full chaos of idols as it always was, you were shocked to find a bunch of younger looking men sitting down quietly while they got worked on, the number of boys definitely outnumbering the artists.

“Are you here for makeup?” A girl turned to you.

“Yeah.” You responded, setting up at a mirror.

“Great, you can start on that team.” She smiled, nodding towards a couple younger boys.

“Whoever wants to go first, I guess?” You asked them, not really sure how this worked since you were usually working with idols who already knew what to do, these boys seeming confused and opting to use rock, paper, scissors to find out who would go first.

“What’s the concept?” You asked as the boy sat in your chair, trying to gauge it by how his hair looked.

“Cute?” He questioned back, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“I can work with that.”

At the time, you didn’t know it, but when you ended up covering for Mina again, you definitely remembered him.

“You again?” He smiled.

“I’m so good, they wanted me back.” You smirked, leaning towards the foundation.

“Are you gonna vote?” He asked softly, looking at you while you dabbed it on.

“I’ll be honest and say I didn’t watch the show until the last time I was here.” You spoke as you closed it, swapping it for some lip tint. “But you did catch my eye in your performance.” You admitted, noticing how his lips twitched at your words.

“Did you vote for me?” He looked up at you after you applied it.

“It’s a secret.” You smiled.

“Well you should vote for me tonight.”

When she asked, you told her you met him after he debuted in Wanna One, him recognizing you from Produce days. The last thing you needed was for her to deem herself responsible for your current relationship.

You texted him that you just parked and he replied that he’d meet you at the door.

“Y/n!” He yelled, engulfing you in a big hug.

“Sweaty, sweaty, sweaty!” You whined, your hands trying to push him off.

“You never complain about me being sweaty when-”

“Public!” You whisper shouted, hitting his arm.

“Abuse!” He whisper shouted back, rubbing where you hit him. “If I’d know you were coming to just abuse me I would’ve never invited you.” He pouted.

“Well you’re the one who interrupted my Netflix marathon to see your dance after you specifically told me to wait until your showcase.” You mumbled, following him to the practice room.

To say you were shocked was an understatement.

You didn’t know the song sounded like that. You didn’t know the moves looked like that. You didn’t know how drastically Jinyoung changed when he started preforming.

And to sit through it five times in a row really took a toll on you.

“You haven’t said anything.” Jinyoung panted, as he came up to you during a break.

“It’s so good, I’m speechless.” You shook your head. “I didn’t think your debut would be so...strong.” You chuckled.

“’Strong’?” He repeated. “Such a weird word.”

“Why? What do you think I should’ve said?” You smiled.

“I don’t know. Maybe something li-”

He was cut off by Byounggon calling practice back on and you told him that you could finish later.

However, the more you watched him dance, the more you forgot about your topic of conversation.

It wasn’t until Jinyoung’s eyes landed on yours through the mirror that he saw just how strong you thought it was.

Strong enough to have your lip stuck between your teeth. Strong enough to have your eyes glued to him. Strong enough to have your thighs clenched tightly as you watched his every movement.

And he loved every bit of it.

“I think we’re pretty solid.” Seunghun panted. “We can go over one last time in the morning.”

“Sounds good.” The rest of them panted out as they went to collect their bags.

“I think I’ll stay a bit and work on it some more.” Jinyoung panted out. “I wanna make sure it’s perfect.”

“Don’t overwork yourself, Jin.” Byounggon called out, waving as he walked out the room, the rest following behind him.

“So, care to tell me what you really thought about it?” He smirked at you, bringing a water bottle to his lips and downing it, your eyes stuck on how his Adam’s apple bobbed.

“I already told you.” Your voice came out small, almost like you were a child caught misbehaving.

“Well the way you were staring at me told a different story.”

“Then why don’t you tell me what you saw.” You whispered as he got closer, pressing his hands onto the wall on either side of your head, caging you in.

“I saw you enjoying yourself a little too much.” He rasped out. “I bet you were just waiting for practice to end.”

You were quiet, too torn between not knowing what to say, and too embarrassed that you were caught.

“Answer me, baby, were you enjoying yourself?” He cocked a brow at you, one of his hands coming up to cup your face.

You nodded your head, your eyes shying away from his.

“Nuh uh, baby. Look at me.” He tsked, his hand squeezing your face lightly. “Tell me what you want.”

“Jinyoung.” You whined. “Now’s not the time, they could come back any minute.”

“Better reason for you to hurry up and tell me then, huh?” He smiled softly.

You stared at him in shock. What the fuck got into him?

“Once we get home, I’ll do whatever you want.” You pleaded.

“I’ve never seen you get like this for me at home, so I think we’ll stay here.” He cocked his head to the side, leaning down to press soft kisses on your neck, automatically hitting your sweet spots.

“Jinyoung, please.” You tried with a small whimper. “If one of them comes back, we’ll never hear the end of it.” You moaned out as he bit down.

“I’m still waiting on you to tell me.” He mumbled against your neck. “We could be finished pretty soon if you just told me.” He said before continuing his kisses.

“You, fuck, I want you.” You whined a little too loudly, Jinyoung smirking as he pulled away.

“Now, was that so hard?” He smiled, walking over to the stereo to put the music back on, the song not too loud, but definitely not low. “Wouldn’t want anyone hearing you, now would we?” He licked his lips before making his way back over and sitting down, patting his lap.

You got up and moved to sit on lap, his hands latching to your neck to bring your lips onto his, your hands latching around his neck as your hips rolled.

“This is what you wanted all day, huh?” He licked his lips, his hands moving under your hoodie to cup your breasts. “Such a needy little thing.”

“I couldn’t help it.” You whimpered, your back arching into his touch. “You just looked so good.”

“How good?” He smirked.

“Good enough for me to want to fuck you right here.” You rolled your hips. “So please just get on with it.”

“So impatient.” He teased. “Why don’t you show me how impatient you are.” He sighed, leaning back against the wall.

“H-How?” You choked out, unsure of what he was asking.

“Prove how much you want it.” He smiled, bringing his arm up so he could rest his head on it.

Thinking of every possible thing he could want, you settled for the cliché and got up, reaching for the hem of his sweatpants and boxers, his hips lifting slightly to help you.

You looked up at him as you sank to your knees, your eyes never leaving his as you took his semi-hard cock in your hands, kitten licking his tip before fully wrapping your lips around him.

“Fuck, Y/n.” He groaned, his eyes shutting at the sensation, hips bucking causing you to gag, your eyes watering slightly.

“You look so good like this.” He sighed as he looked down, your glossed eyes making him groan again. “Can I guide you?” He gasped, his hand hesitantly reaching for your hair.

Instead of nodding, you pushed yourself down onto his length, ignoring your gag reflex as you tried to swallow around him.

The hand that was taking it’s time now had a firm grip in your hair, holding you down before picking you back up and leading a pace of his own, and by his hold on your hair you could tell he was getting closer.

And given all the times he’s denied your orgasm, you figured now would be the perfect time to do the same and swallowed around him once more.

“Fuck, do it again.” He groaned, his hips twitching while you did so before pulling away with a smirk.

“What the fuck was that?” He growled, his eyes staring down at you with something you hadn’t seen before.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You shrugged, getting up.

“Remember the last time you played games like this?” He challenged, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

“Maybe I need a reminder.” You blinked up at him, your words guided by the heat between your legs.

You didn’t get a response, only him grabbing your arm and pulling you up along with him.

“You really want to test me, huh?” He growled, looking down at you, his hands reaching under the hem of the hoodie, to grab your shorts and underwear, pulling them down slightly to make room for his hand.

“Are you gonna make it up to me?” He cooed while he looked down at you, his fingers rubbing teasingly. You nodded, your hips moving into his hand. “Are you sure?” He asked, pressing harder. “None of your little games?”

“No, no, I promise.” You whined as you shook your head.

“Good girl.” He smiled, backing up to sit back down, you following, getting ready to straddle him. “Nuh uh, baby.” He smirked. “Face the other way, and keep your eyes open.”

You reluctantly did as you were told, letting out a shaky breath while you stood over his lap.

“C’mon, baby.” He coaxed, his hand wrapping around your thigh to pull you down, your eyes fluttering at the feeling of his tip pressing against you before it was gone. “I said eyes open.” He reminded. “Every time you close them, I’m gonna stop.”

You mentally cursed yourself as you tried to keep your eyes on the mirror, the feeling too overwhelming.

“Nice and slow.” He cooed as he pushed himself in. “I want you to feel it all.” He groaned, watching as you struggled to keep your eyes from fluttering closed.

“Jinyoung, fuck.” You sighed as he bottomed out, your eyes staring into his through the mirror.

“You look so little, baby.” He chuckled, rolling his hips into yours, ignoring how your eyes closed. “But you take me so well.”

“Jinyoung, please.” You whined, trying to get up to ride him, but his hand holding you down.

“What’s the rush, baby?” He breathed in your ear. “Don’t wanna get caught?”

You whined at the thought. As much as you complained about it, you had to admit that getting caught wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen right now.

“With how you’re clenching around me, I’m sure you’d love having someone walk in.” He chuckled, moving from rolling his hips to thrusting into you. “Maybe we should take our time.” He teased.

“Jinyoung, please.”

“You’re saying please a lot, but I don’t know what for.” He chuckled, his hand moving towards your hair to grab it so he could throw your head to the side, his lips back on you, rougher this time.

“Faster, Jin, please. I need you.” You whimpered, your legs twitching as he bit your sweet spot.

“Then watch, baby.” He mumbled.

And it was in that moment you realized your eyes had been closed this whole time, and the second you opened them, his thrusts sped up.

“Or maybe I should fuck you right in front of the mirror?” He questioned with a smirk. “So you can see how good I make you feel.”

You watched through hooded eyes as you bounced on him and you couldn’t help but get wetter as you watched, your head falling back onto his shoulder.

“Get up.” He panted as he stopped.

“Jinyo-”

You didn’t have time to finish your sentence before he pushed you up.

“All fours. In front of the mirror.” He said, watching you expectantly.

You did as you were told, taking small steps before kneeling down in front of the mirror, your eyes avoiding looking at yourself.

“Nuh uh, baby.” He tsked. “I want you to watch me.”

Your eyes immediately landing on him, watching as he got up and walked towards you.

If it was possible to get any wetter than you were now, it was definitely happening, your thighs pressing together for some form of friction as you watched him kneel down behind you.

“Now keep your eyes open.” He said sternly. “I want you to watch me ruin you.” He groaned, rubbing his tip along your folds before pushing in, just as slow as the last time.

You put all your focus into trying to keep your eyes open, to try and keep your eyes on him, but how the fuck was he expecting you to do that when he slammed his hips back into you before giving you any time to adjust.

“Fuck!” You cried, your head dropping before you picked it back up in fear that he’d stop again.

“Good girl.” He cooed, his hand finding it’s way to your hip while he built a pace that wasn’t too hard, but one that definitely wasn’t soft.

While his one hand was on your hip, his other moved back to your hair, shoving it into a makeshift ponytail, and tugging back so your head wouldn’t fall.

“You look so good, don’t you?” He teased with a smirk, watching how you bit your lip at your reflection, his hips speeding up slightly.

“I can’t look, Jinyoung, please.” You begged, earning a harsh tug on your hair. “You’re too much.”

“Then enjoy it.” Was all he said as he dropped his grip on your hair, moving it down to your hip so he could pick up his pace and hold you still.

You didn’t need to be told twice, your eyes screwing shut as your sweaty palms slipped against the floor, your upper half eventually falling.

“Fuck,” He groaned. “You feel so good.” He whispered, one of his hands dropping to play with your clit.

“Oh my god, fuck.” You moaned out, your mouth staying open in a silent scream as your thighs shook.

“Gonna cum already?” He panted.

“Please don’t stop.” You begged.

“I don’t plan to.” He smirked, his fingers rubbing faster at your clit, too lost in how you moaned for him to realize you were cumming.

But that didn’t stop him from continuing.

“Ji-” You whimpered, your hips trying to move away from him, but he kept you in place.

“Shh,” He whispered, chasing his own orgasm, his hand that was playing with your clit coming up to your hip again.

And the longer it took for him to cum, the more you didn’t want him to stop, the burn of over stimulation long gone as you moaned out for him that you couldn’t handle it.

“Then cum again,” He groaned, his hips faltering as you clenched around him again, your orgasm triggering his own, his hips stilling with a gasp.

It was quiet for a while before he pulled out, getting up to retrieve your fallen shorts along with his own clothes.

“Maybe I should hold out more often.” He chuckled, handing you your clothes.

“You really? Why?” You sat up.

“I just really wanted you to cum twice.” He smirked. “Make it more memorable.”

“Why?” You blushed, and he just chuckled, pulling his sweatpants up.

“’Cause I’ve been dying to cross ‘fucking in the practice room.’ off my bucket list.”

#bless the anon who wanted this #but it's bad so I'm sorry #cix #cix imagines #cix scenarios #cix smut #bae jinyoung #bae jinyoung imagines #bae jinyoung scenarios #bae jinyoung smut #wanna one ?#wanna one smut ?#kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #mine

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vvoozi · 5 years

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Seunghun As Your Boyfriend

pairing: kim seunghun x reader (gender neutral, if I accidentally slipped up and used non gender neutral pronouns pls tell me so I can fix it)

request: bullet point seunghun as your boyfriend please??

i hope you like dogs bc you’re basically dating a gigantic puppy

ok that wording was a bit weird lmao but i mean,, he really is a gigantic puppy

he’s literally the sweetest, cutest, most loving boyfriend ever

you catch him staring at you at least 4 times a day

i mean, he makes no point in hiding it either

“hey babe, do you want a strawberry cupcake again or do you wanna try a different one today?”

“...”

“...babe?”

“hm what?”

“you were staring again.”

“no i wasn’t”

“ok so what was my question then?”

“..............i might’ve been staring again.”

he just thinks you’re the most beautiful person to have ever walked this earth!!

if you’re insecure about your looks he will not hesitate to constantly remind you that you look amazing the way you are until you start to believe it yourself

but if that doesn’t help, he’d sit you down and talk about what you can do to make sure you’re comfortable in your own skin

cue the weekly gym dates

if you’re confident tho, he’s gonna be your biggest hype man

can and will throw the cheesiest, dumbest pick up lines at you

“ohhhhhh, look at my beautiful baby!”

“damn is it hot in here or is it you?”

but this relationship isn’t a one way street

idk if yall remember but during [redacted] era he constantly said he knew he wasn’t good enough, said he’s never once looked in the mirror and thought he looked handsome

so your boy is in need of some tlc too

and you have no problem telling and showing him

“what has two thumbs and the best main vocalist in kpop as their boyfriend?”

“oh my god don—“

“this one”

begs you to stop doing that in front of his members because he’s highly embarrassed

but he secretly loves it anyway

he’s a clingy baby

doesn’t care about any possible watchers

ok not like that but I could be persuaded into writing that 👀

will hold your hand, wrap himself around your frame, kiss you in public without a care in the world

will also do all of those things in front of the boys, much to their dismay

doesn’t get jealous of anyone except hyunsuk bc you baby him more than you do your boyfriend because he trusts you and knows there’s no one you love more than him (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

also doesn’t get jealous of people looking at/flirting with you

honestly, he just goes “yeah that’s fair” bc like I said he thinks you’re the prettiest baby ever

if he notices you getting uncomfortable with someone flirting with you

or if someone truly doesn’t get the hint that you’re not interested and have a boyfriend

he will step in

he’s built like thanos a big guy, could easily tower over most people

8/10 times he’s had to step in for you, they scurried off before he even opened his mouth because he looks that scary, apparently

tries to keep a straight face until they’re out of sight

and then immediately breaks out of character and gives you the cutest smile

you know which one I’m talking about, that big ass eye smile of his

god I love him so much

ok I know I’ve said this a million times already;

but he genuinely, truly loves you more than anything

except

he loves your dog a tiny bit more if you have one, let’s say you do for the sake of the fic

you have to fight your dog for your boyfriend’s attention more often than not

sometimes he comes over late at night, not because he missed you,, but because he missed your dog

has asked you to bring your dog on dates before

it didn’t end well

“hey babe, do you think you can bring noodle idk man with you for our date saturday?”

“...”

“babe? :(“

“You can no longer text this number.”

*dming you on instagram* “DID YOU???? BLOCK MY NUMBER?????”

“MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED PAYING MORE ATTENTION TO MY DOG I WOULDNT HAVE TO”

“😔”

“who are you dating? me or my dog?”

“I—“

lmao anyway

skip to the ☼ ☼ ☼ if you’re under 18 and/or not comfortable with smut

slow, passionate lover

definitely more of a giver

just wants you to feel good

but definitely wouldn’t say no if you wanna return the favor

still, he cares more about your pleasure than his own

i feel like he’s neither a dom or a sub, but would be okay taking either of those roles if you’re the opposite does that make sense lol

he’s a switch I guess??

one day he’s languidly playing with you underneath a blanket during movie night with his members

the next day he’s begging you to let him cum while you’re riding him

not opposed to trying out kinky stuff but nothing too extreme

☼ ☼ ☼

he’s so full of energy

your dates range from karaoke nights, to going to amusement parks, to hiking with your dog

introduces you to his mom fairly quickly

he loves his mother more than anything so her opinion means a lot to him

but he was smitten with you from the moment you met and is sure his mom would be too

she is, uwu

you and his mom hit it off immediately

and so monthly tea dates with his mom become a thing

seunghun’s not sure whether to be happy you get along with his mom so well, or sad because he’s never invited to them

ok idk how to end this

pls love him lots

he deserves the universe

can you tell he’s my ult of ults?

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mirohed · 5 years

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kim seunghun | love me, love me not

pairing: kim seunghun + gender neutral reader

wc: 3.7k

genre: hanahaki au + angst

synopsis: daffodils represent unrequited love. is that why you keep coughing them up?

warnings: implications of suggestive content, descriptions of illness (and mention of surgery), mention of alcohol

playlist: love me, love me not.

a/n: happy birthday to me!! im glad i finally got to finish and post this (its,,, been in my wips since at least february LMAO) !! they prob wont read this but i wanted to thank my irls for dealing w me and my kpop bullshit (esp bc none of them stan ygtb 😔)

It's getting worse.

Your knuckles turn white, gripping the porcelain of the toilet. Tears and blood alike fall into the bowl, disturbing the gentle peace of the water. You pound at your chest, the action causing you to hack up yellow daffodil petals stained suspicious red. It's a monotonous process at this point. Pound. Cough. Pound. Cough. Repeat until the damned coughing stops.

It takes ten minutes before you return to normal. Or at least as normal as you can get. You got lucky this time.

You watch the petals spiral downward into the gaping hole in the toilet and get flushed away.

Being with Seunghun wasn't always accompanied by a tightness in your chest and petals tickling your throat.

june 19, 2005; 2:52 PM.

"I wanna grow up," you had grumbled, your hands squeezed around the chains of the swingset. You and Seunghun had been riding your bikes for the first time since getting the training wheels off. You had sped down a hill ("First one down’s a rotten egg!") and lost control, falling off and scraping your knee on the pavement. He rushed you to your parents' house, supporting your weight with an arm around your waist. The two of you had settled for playing on the swingset in your backyard instead.

"Me too," he said. "I think." He'd been rocking forward and backward on the swing, eyes focused on the blades of grass underfoot.

"You think?"

"I don't know." You stayed silent, trying to gain as much height as possible with your uninjured leg. "I don't wanna grow up and stop being friends." That got you to stop right in your tracks, your leg planted on the ground.

"What?" You sent an incredulous look his way. "Why would we stop being friends?"

He had let go of the swing, his hands finding his lap. "Some of the older kids stopped being friends when they grew up," he mumbled. "I don't wanna stop being friends, but neither did they..."

You got off the swing, limping over to him and wrapping Seunghun in the biggest hug your six-year-old arms could muster.

"We're gonna be best friends forever. Don't forget that."

"Best friends forever." If he wrapped his arms tighter around you then, you didn’t pick up on it.

[09:54 PM] huniebee🐝: i had fun today :^))

[09:54 PM] huniebee🐝: i wanna adopt a puppy!!

[09:55 PM] huniebee🐝: will you promise to help me take care of it

You brighten as the messages come in, your phone's vibrations distracting you from the way your throat clogs.

[09:56 PM] you: ofc

[09:56 PM] you: well be the best puppy parents the worlds ever seen

[09:57 PM] huniebee🐝: wait i need to send the pics from the pet shelter

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You save each picture, cooing over the puppies you got to meet. This time, you only get a precious few minutes of relative clarity before things get too distracting to ignore. You return to the bathroom with a resigned sigh that devolves into a fit of coughs.

You cough and retch and cough some more. By the time you're done, there are less petals and more blood in the toilet bowl. Your chest still feels full of something you can't quite spit out.

Then you hack up something new: a bloody stem with wet flowers still attached.

There's nothing left to do but cry, your whole body wracked with pain both physical and emotional.

august 29, 2011; 3:15 PM.

"Today was fun," you said, making yourself right at home on Seunghun's bed. Your new backpack hadn't lasted more than a couple minutes in his house before getting neglected on his carpet. Your best friend hummed in acknowledgement, already sitting at his desk with his workbook out. "I'm glad we got to meet some new people," you continued, "but that Hyunsuk guy? Seems like a major pain in the ass."

"Give him a chance."

"I know, I know. I will. But still," you huffed, “it was his first day too. No need to act like a know-it-all."

"I know. But it's the first day. Maybe he'll even himself out with time."

The conversation ended there, and you spent some time staring at his ceiling fan, the blades going round and round in a big, beautiful blur. Before long, you had grown bored, looking over at him only to see his pencil flying across the paper.

"Hey. Let's go to the mall and get pretzels." Seunghun spun around to face you, a foot stopping his chair from going too far.

"Sure," he gave a placid smile. "Do your work first."

You groaned as loudly as you could, sounding much like a petulant child straight out of elementary school. (Which was more or less the truth, but you thought you were better than that.) After a few minutes of uninterrupted whining and failing to get Seunghun to break, you spoke up. "Why do I need to do my work? You're Mr. Hardworking, Mr. Teacher's Pet."

"We're in middle school now," he had said, and you remember thinking you were in for a long lecture, "and pretty soon, we're gonna have to go to high school and take entrance exams and decide which university we want to go to and..." He averted his gaze, put down his pen. "We need to start growing up."

"We're still young," you reasoned, sitting up and letting your legs dangle off the side of his bed. "If anything, this is our time to experience things and, you know, make mistakes before we become adults!"

He was silent for a few long, agonizing moments, long enough to make you think you'd won. The pretzels were within reach; all you had to do was ask for them.

"I call a compromise."

Shit. Compromises were common in your friendship. Seunghun was always a little too good at stopping you from making stupid decisions. The worst part was that you could never argue with them. "We go to the mall to get pretzels—my treat—if, and only if, you do your work. We don't go until we're both finished. Deal?"

You opened your mouth, determined to pick the proposal apart, but his reasoning was (unpleasant, yet) bulletproof. Instead, you reached for your backpack with a heavy sigh. "First of all, fuck you. Second of all," you said, tugging your own workbook out, "you're impossible."

"I know. Do your work."

"Fine."

The math problems had been difficult, definitely harder than you were used to, but doable. If anything, the greasy mall pretzels that were way too salty to be healthy made it all worth it.

Seunghun gets understandably very worried when you text him from the hospital, but he comes to see you nonetheless. In his arms is a bouquet of daffodils.

"They symbolize friendship," he says, setting it down on the table next to you. You stare at the pristine yellow petals and flatten your lips in a tight smile. How ironic, you think, that he doesn't know they also symbolize unrequited love.

"The doctors wouldn't tell me why you're here. Classified information, they said." That much is true; nor much is known about the disease outside of shitty romance movies with unrealistically happy endings. Seunghun always believed in them. You never did.

You don't think your story's gonna have a happy ending.

You didn't want him to know anyway, lest he worry. (And you don't want to think about what would happen to your friendship if he found out he was the cause of it all.) "You don't have to tell me," he begins, sitting himself down on one of those rigid hospital chairs, "I just wanna know if it's bad. Like, well...you know.” He lowers his voice to a whisper. “Terminal."

"Like if I'm gonna die?"

"Yeah," he rubs the nape of his neck, a bit abashed, "more or less."

"I don't know. Sure hope not," you chuckle. That brings on a coughing fit, and Seunghun looks on, brows knit together. He moves close to offer what little comfort he can, but you hold your hand up to stop him; having him near will only make things worse.

Petals threaten to spill out of your mouth, and panic bubbles in your chest when he asks if you're okay. Your doctor, bless her, chooses that moment to enter. She shooes him out "to speak to you in private." Seunghun, to his credit, obliges and flashes you a smile and a thumbs-up as he goes. You try to mirror his expression (and hope your smile isn't more of a grimace).

The door closes behind him with a soft click. "Friend of yours?" the doctor asks.

You spit the blood-stained petals into your hand, your doctor graciously looking the other way as you toss them into the trash. "You could say that."

october 4, 2013; 5:11 PM.

You tugged at your clothing, feeling more than a little uncomfortable as you waited for your best friend to show up. The DJ, a former student, was already hard at work inside the gym. You heard the bass-boosted beginning of the Cupid Shuffle and shot a frantic text to Seunghun.

[05:11 PM] you: holy shit theyre playing the cupid shuffle can you PLEASE hurry up

[05:12 PM] you: idc if this is our first homecoming you better get your ass over here

[05:12 PM] huniebee🐝: give me like two minutes!!

[05:12 PM] you: THE SONGS GONNA BE OVER IN 2 MIN

"Are you waiting for Seunghun?" Hyunsuk had asked, tie already loosened. You two had gotten close—not as close as you and Seunghun, of course—this year as a result of having classes together. You wondered why you ever hated him.

"Yeah. He won't be too late, thank God, but I'm pissed we're missing the Cupid Shuffle. What about you? I remember you bragging all week about 'flexing your dance skills in front of the ladies.' Or are you all talk, as usual?"

"You know, it's almost like you don't want me to wait with you."

You had laughed, knocking your shoulder into his. The chatter kept up for a minute or two before he made his leave. ("Well, it's time for me to flex my dance muscles in front of the seniors," he chuckled, giving you a salute as he walked off.)

"I'm here! God, I can't believe I missed the Cupid Shuffle," Seunghun said, head hung low. You began to feel a little self-conscious; you were feeling out of place in your semi-formal outfit, yet he looked right at home in his dress shirt.

Chasing those thoughts away, you grinned. "You're here now, aren't you? Come on." You took his hand and dragged him into the gym.

You don't talk to Seunghun or to Hyunsuk after that. You're not sure if you should tell Hyunsuk about the whole situation when he texts you. Seunghun must have told him something was up, of course, and he's insightful enough, sensitive enough (when he wants to be), but you worry. You're afraid he'll open his big mouth. Instead, you send a few messages to your best friend.

[04:29 AM] you: hey

[04:29 AM] you: i just wanted to say in advance that im sorry

[04:29 AM] you: im so so sorry for everything ive done and for what im about to do

There's one last message in the text box, daring you to send it. "I'm sorry I love you," you whisper instead, deleting the message before you do something you’ll regret. To seal the deal, you tap through a few menus until you reach his contact. The picture you've assigned to him is one you took; he's about to take a big bite of cotton candy bigger than his head.

With a heavy heart (though you hope it’s just the weight of the daffodils in your chest), you block his contact. It's better this way. It has to be.

Your doctor said you could get rid of the thick, thorned vines with a vicegrip around your heart and lungs, could pluck the flowers that threaten to spill out at the mere thought of your best friend.

The biggest side effect of it all, she told you, was that you'd forget all about Kim Seunghun. So you steel yourself.

The last thing you think about before they insert the thin needle of anesthesia in your veins is Seunghun's smile, and how you'll never see it in person again.

And how even if you did, you wouldn't remember it as the grin from the boy you love.

october 4, 2013; 9:16 PM.

The frenetic strobe lighting in the gym slowed to a stop, having been replaced with a spotlight making lazy rounds through the gym.

You knew that marked the beginning of a slow song, and dragged Seunghun off the floor in search of some punch. He seemed to have different plans, tugging you back on the floor and pulling you flush against him.

"Where are you going?" he had asked. "You're the one who wanted to dance the night away." His hands found your waist, yours instinctively folding behind his neck. You had wanted to say something about how that claim was void now; he was the one that made you miss the Cupid Shuffle, but the words get extinguished when you look at him.

It was just like that time you practiced in fifth grade, but you swore there was something different about tonight and the way you swayed. You thought back to your practice session in fifth grade, how you had stepped on each other's feet, how you spent the whole time laughing. (For the record, it wasn't for any lack of balance; you started it, laughing as he cried out before he stomped on your toe.)

There was no laughing during the song. Everything was vibrant and deafening and there all at once. But at the same time, it was like everything had been stripped away. Everything but you and Seunghun.

Things changed after that. You were left with a dizzying, free-fall sort of feeling that picked up with each glance at your best friend. Almost every butterfly in the world was taking current residency in your stomach, making you feel light as your body moved to the music. Before long, there was something lodged at the back of your throat, nudging its way forward.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick," you said, a particularly heavy cough bringing the mysterious lump to your mouth.

Running your tongue along the smooth texture of the lump (okay, so not phlegm), you spat the offending object into the sink: a single yellow petal, coated in saliva.

You blinked.

Blinked again.

"Oh, what the fuck," you muttered, unlocking your phone. One quick Google search later—why the fuck am i coughing up flowers—you found an answer.

Flora mortem. You were loath to believe WebMD, of all things, but you found yourself tapping the link regardless. There was another term for the rare disease: Hanahaki.

Revising your search query was a mistake. The first result was the "hanahaki" tag on Tumblr, which showed nothing but models with tears in their eyes and bloodied flowers in their mouths. Yikes.

You made your way back to the party after that, but lingering in the back of your mind was the cause of the disease: a severe case of unrequited love.

There is only one definite cure for Hanahaki Disease: having the object of the afflicted's affections return their feelings.

You almost manage to purge the petal and the stupid WebMD page from your mind for the rest of the night.

Almost.

You wake up hours later. It's a little disorienting, sure, to come to with little memory of what landed you in the hospital. You peek under the oversized hospital gown to see bandages over your chest, get tempted to rip the IV drip from your arm. The doctor comes in right before you make a move on the needle. She tells you all about how the flowers in your lungs are gone for good.

"You're saved. But the final test," she says, pulling a phone from her pocket, "is this. Do you recognize the people in this picture?"

You recognize yourself next to a boy you don't know. His hand's around your waist, pulling you close. You wear matching grins. Given the way you're both dressed, you suspect the picture's from your freshman year's homecoming dance. Weird. Memory's kinda fuzzy from that night.

"Yeah. Myself. I don't know the other guy. Am I supposed to?"

"No. You're not. Congratulations," she smiles, placing a hand on your shoulder. "You're cured."

You look through all the old messages and pictures when you have some time to yourself. You reach out for the memory, the feeling of knowing Kim Seunghun. You get nothing, and while your brain knows something's wrong, you're more concerned about being able to breathe easy.

You move to a new city, far, far away from the place you grew up in. You finish your last year of high school, get a job, start college. You make new memories with new people. You forget all about Kim Seunghun.

It gets easy to forget that you weren't born with the ugly faded red scars that run up and down your chest. It's your only remaining tie to the man you loved so much you almost let yourself wither away. You think it's a good thing you cut him off; why stick around, why force yourself to suffer, for someone who doesn't love you back? Why be with someone if it physically hurts to stay by their side?

But sometimes you wonder. What happened? What happened to him after his best friend walked out of his life for good with no explanation?

Those days are never good. You distract yourself then, often with the familiar kick of alcohol burning in the back of your throat. You've never been much of a drinker, but you figure it's never too late to start.

Sometimes, the distraction comes from being in the arms of another.

(One of your favorite distractions, a young man named Byounggon, had run his fingers along the angry lines one night, jotting them down in his map of your body.

"Do you regret it?" he asked then, eyes half-lidded with drowsiness. You cupped his cheek, ran a thumb along the planes of his face.

"I wouldn't be here if I regretted it, now would I?" He let the corners of his mouth turn up just so, pressing his lips to yours.

You don't talk to him much nowadays, your interactions reduced to likes on Instagram, views on Snapchat. He's moved to a bigger city. "More opportunities," he said. You keep up with his dream of being a musician, always. There was a time when you were his number one supporter, after all.)

"Will that be all?" the cashier asks, jotting your order on the plastic cup. When you nod, he asks for your name. He jots that down too.

But then his eyes widen and he looks at you with renewed interest. "I'm sorry?"

"Is there a problem?" you asks, peering at your name (spelled correctly) on the cup. His eyes search for an answer within yours, some sort of explanation you can't seem to give. He averts his gaze, shakes his head, places your cup in the queue of orders.

"I'm sorry," he says. "Just thought you were someone I knew. Have a nice day." You parrot the phrase, catching a glimpse of the young man's name tag.

Seunghun, it reads in cheerful yellow. There's a doodle of a puppy in the top right corner. You think it's rather cute.

Two weeks later, you meet Seunghun again. This time, you're out for a morning jog. The crisp autumn air greets you as your feet meet the pavement and let out a satisfactory crunch under the burnt orange leaves on the sidewalk.

You both get stopped at the crosswalk, waiting for the light to change. While you catch your breath, you don't miss the way he flinches, as though he didn't expect you to show up. He schools his expression into something friendly within no time, and you wonder if you imagined the whole thing.

"The weather's nice, isn't it?"

"It is," you pant. "On your way to work?" He raises a hand to tug at the strap of his backpack with a small smile.

"Yeah. You should come by, give us business," he grins. "On mornings like this, I recommend the hazelnut latte." You hum in agreement, not yet recovered enough to converse. "Tell you what, you come and get one when I'm working, I'll make sure it's on the house."

"Really? Maybe I'll swing by." The light changes, and you leave Seunghun behind, waving goodbye as you do.

You come in later that day, ordering a hazelnut latte as promised. Seunghun's manning the register, same as two weeks ago, and when he takes everything down, he smiles. You miss it as you pay, but there's something extra on your cup.

As you take a sip of the (delicious; his coworker Yedam must be some sort of brewing prodigy) latte, you catch a glimpse of the extra writing.

Along the side of the cup is his phone number.

[10:58 PM] seunghun!: more than anything i want to adopt a puppy

[10:59 PM] seunghun!: or rather another one

[10:59 PM] seunghun!: i named this one after an old friend

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The picture of Seunghun and his dog brings a smile to your face. You've been spending more time with him recently, whether it be going on coffee runs ("Are you sure you're not just using me for my employee discount?") or complaining about life as a broke college student ("My card got declined trying to buy a bag of chips last night...").

It's nice. Spending time with him is...nice.

It's more than a simple distraction, somebody to hold close on nights your decisions try to haunt you. It’s friendship, something to hold onto when you lose your way in the dense forest of your mind and to cherish when you manage to make it to a clearing and bask in the sunshine.

You've caught a cold recently (probably from that bastard Seo Changbin in your communications class). Seunghun's given you some homemade tea, swearing on its usefulness. It certainly tastes good, the sweet honey chased by tangy lemon. Unfortunately, the tea isn't able to stop the persistent cough you've been plagued with.

Feeling phlegm start to come up, you turn the bathroom lights on, hacking it up and spitting into the sink.

Huh. That's weird.

There's no phlegm.

The only thing in the sink is a single golden petal, coated in saliva.

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speckofglitter · 5 years

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- playing with fire -

- this is my first ever full fic so plz don’t roast me if it’s trash lol-

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: Fluff, Slight Cursing, Suggestive Themes

When you first met Byounggon, you were a clueless freshman girl, following your older friend Lisa everywhere. Although you were a really fun person to spend time with, you were super shy with strangers, refusing to sit next to anyone during the first two days of class. Unfortunately, Lisa was a sophomore so you had absolutely no one to talk to in class.

You were sitting in your gender studies class, waiting for the professor to arrive while you doodled in your notebook.

‘What are you drawing?’ you swiftly turn and your eyes meet with a tall boy. You didn’t even notice he had sat next to you. You slowly eye him up and down, definitely pleased with his appearance.

‘So… are you gonna answer my question?’ he asked, a knowing smirk already plastered on his stupid beautiful face.

You immediately shook your head as you closed your notebook and looked forward right as the professor entered and started the class. You felt the boy shift in his seat and giggle to himself. During the class, the boy was surprisingly very serious, taking notes on everything the teacher said. You didn’t know any boys your age who were interested in gender studies, making you even more curious about him. You glanced at him a few times, admiring his features and how his eyebrows would tighten when he couldn’t understand something. He caught you looking and shyly smiled at you.

After class ended you yeeted the fuck out of there, embarrassed that the boy had already seen you thirsting over him multiple times. You quickly texted Lisa, asking her to meet up at a nearby café to get food together.

A week passed and you couldn’t stop thinking about the cute boy in your gender studies class. By then you had made a few other friends, feeling a little more comfortable about this whole college thing. There was Hyunsuk from your textiles class, Yoonbin from your music class and Jihoon from your drama class. All of them were super funny and kind, although Yoonbin had definitely scared you at first.

You rolled into your gender studies class looking like a mess after a 6 hour High School Musical marathon with your newly founded squad. Your ears were still ringing from Jihoon’s endless impersonations of Sharpay.

Once again, the boy sat next to you, this time choosing not to speak to you at all. You were wondering if you had scared him off when class ended and he quickly put a piece of paper on your desk before leaving. You were about to call him out when you realized you didn’t know his name. Sighing, you opened the note which said ‘you looked tired today, hit me up if you wanna get coffee together sometime :) - Byounggon’ along with his number scribbled at the bottom. Crossing your arms, you leaned back onto your chair, deeply pleased.

It took you about 16 hours to decide whether you should text or call him. You decided to follow Jihoon’s advice and call him. To your surprise, he picked up immediately.

‘Hey, who is this?’ he asked.

‘Umm hi, Byounggon? It’s y/n? From gender studies?’

‘Oh it’s you, you have a beautiful name!’ he responded enthusiastically.

‘Thank you! Umm, I was wondering if I could take you up on that coffee offer?’

He took 3 seconds too long to answer and you were about to pass out from embarrassment before he chuckled and said ‘wow I really didn’t think you’d be up for it, I’ll pick you up at 4pm?’

You nodded furiously before realizing that he couldn’t see you and promptly responding ‘uhh yes that works for me, I’ll text you my dorm room!’

After the phone call ended you were left in a daze. It took you a few minutes of giggling on your bed until you looked at the clock in the corner or your room and ran to your closet. You had about 40 minutes before Byounggon would be there to pick you up. After a good 15 minutes of throwing around all of your clothes and facetiming Hyunsuk and Lisa for advice, you decided to keep it casual, settling on some mom jeans, nike air force 1’s and a black top.

During your date, you learned a lot about Byounggon. He drank his coffee black with ice, he hated small talk, immediately diving into deep talks about your choice of major, what you thought about gender studies and even why you applied to this college. He was also super easy to talk to. Frankly, you could already see yourself dating him. The only problem was that you didn’t know if he was on the same wavelength. Byounggon was a charming guy, you weren’t the only one who had noticed it. The entirety of the freshman girls have had their eyes on him since orientation. You didn’t know if you were ready to compete against them.

As he walked you back to your dorm, Byounggon smoothly grabs your empty hand, rubbing his thumb over your fingers. It took everything in you not to drop dead then and there. Byounggon could feel you tense up beside him and quietly giggled to himself.

‘Hey, my friend Seunghun is throwing a party Friday night and I was wondering if you wanted to come?’ he questioned, shifting back and forth.

‘Sure, I would love to.’ you replied. Although parties weren’t really your thing, you would do anything to spend more time with Byounggon at this point.

‘Great, goodnight y/n!’

You entered your dorm room with a huge grin on your face. Hyunsuk, Jihoon, Yoonbin, and Lisa were sprawled across your bed and the floor, waiting for you to come home so they could hear the details.

It was finally the day of the party. You and Byounggon had been dancing around each other for the past few days now, teasing each other and meeting up for casual coffee dates, he had even met your friend group, immediately getting along with all of them. The only thing was that you had no concrete ‘title’ yet so you assumed he thought of you as a good friend.

You were applying a clay mask onto your face when Hyunsuk barged into your room, claiming that he needed to pick your outfit out because you ‘have worse taste than Melania’. Although you doubted that was possible, you let him raid your closet. He picked out a black denim skirt and a white crop top to show off your curves.

‘Sukkie this is a bit much, I only ever wear jeans and sneakers..’ you glanced at him, holding the pieces up.

‘Exactly! A wise woman once said ‘you need to level up!’ I’m trying to help you here!’ Hyunsuk retorted.

At this point, you were really wondering why you chose to take fashion advice from a guy who quotes Ciara but you didn’t have time to argue so you just went and got changed. You quickly did your makeup and applied a bit of perfume. As you got out of the bathroom, Hyunsuk immediately started yelling ‘ayeee that’s my best friend!’ while aggressively milly rocking. ‘You look good girl, okay now get out go get your man!’ he said, pushing you out of your own dorm room.

When you got to Seunghun’s house, the party had already gotten started. He greeted you and called Byounggon so he could take care of you. When he arrived, you made strong eye contact. You couldn’t help but notice how taken aback he looked when he observed your outfit.

‘Hey, come with me, I’ll get you a drink’ he took your hand and led you around the sweaty, drunk teenagers.

You felt a lot more comfortable in the kitchen, watching Byounggon make you a mojito. You sat on the kitchen counter, swaying your legs back and forth, trying to focus on something else than Byounggon’s exposed arms. He usually wore hoodies so even just seeing him in a t-shirt was a lot for you to take in. When he passed you your drink you downed it in one go. Byounggon just curiously looked at you while sipping his own drink.

‘You okay?’ he asked as he raised an eyebrow, his dimple making an appearance.

‘Uh yeah yeah I’m good don’t worry’ you replied, shifting back and forth on the countertop. After a few minutes of awkward silence, you decided to finally speak up.

‘Do you wanna like... dance or something?’

Byounggon placed his drink on the counter, smirking as he grabbed your hand and led you to the dance floor. At that moment, you knew you were in trouble.

Run me dry by Bryson Tiller was playing and you didn’t even have time to think before Byounggon spun you around and pressed his body against yours. Feeling the liquid courage coursing through your veins you got closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck with a sly smile. Two could play at this game. He smiled back, placing his hands on your waist. You decided to take it a step further, turning around and grinding onto him. You cheekily looked up at him. He momentarily shut his eyes as he licked his lips. You couldn’t help but notice a little glistening ball on top of his tongue. Byounggon had a tongue piercing? What a nice surprise.

‘Talk dirty and caress on me

Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me’

Byounggon mouths the lyrics as he reciprocates your daring moves, getting lost in the moment. You were driving him insane. You finally turned back around, maintaining eye contact with him. He stared back intently.

‘I want you to kiss me’ you whispered. The moment you said that he grabbed your hand and pulled you upstairs.

‘Come with me princess’ he mumbled, leading you towards an empty room. As soon as he closed the door, he immediately pushed you against it, kissing you softly and immediately pulling back. You pouted, wondering if he regretted kissing you, but he kissed you again, this time more eagerly. His piercing felt cold against your lips, making you even more turned on. He caressed your body, feeling your hair, your cheeks, your waist, your hips. Lastly, he gripped your ass, lifting you up against the door. His soft lips moved towards your neck, sucking on your skin, leaving little marks everywhere. Your entire body felt like it was burning up. You let out a breathy moan, feeling overwhelmed. He pauses, running his thumb over your lips before softly biting your lower lip, his own lips curving up into a smirk.

‘So… what are we now?’ he whispers into your neck.

‘Very good friends?’ you answer tauntingly.

‘We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.’ he spoke coolly.

‘Wow, you’re so hot when you’re mad’ you giggled, smiling up at him.

‘Stop playing with me y/n. I really wanna be with you.’ he whispered, stroking your forehead before lightly kissing it.

To say that you were shocked at his confession was an understatement.

‘I wanna be with you too.’

When you said that Byounggon literally felt like he was gonna pass out. He hugged you before leading you out of the room. ‘Come on I’m taking you home before anything else happens’

‘Are you saying you don’t wanna have sex with me?’ you asked, not-so-innocently blinking up at him.

‘oh my god you’re wild’ he choked out. ‘I do, just not now, at a party with a bunch of drunk and sweaty teens. You deserve much better than that baby girl’ he looked back at you, winking.

At that moment you were incredibly grateful for the power of alcohol and a little bravery.

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parkaiur · 5 years

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The Dark Hour - Seunghun

❀ Fantasy, fluff, & action

❀ Word Count: 9.2 K

❀ Every day at midnight, Earth opens up a portal to an unknown underground lair that leaks monsters: demons, goblins, hellhounds and more. The catch? It only happens for one extra hour after midnight, called the Dark Hour and it’s only open to a handful of people, the same people. One night, you find yourself snuggling up to your Winnie the pooh blanket, only to be greeted by a rabid, three-headed dog shooting through your window.

❀ A/N: .. I didnt mean to write this much but omg i hope you guys enjoy this cuz it took a while !! :D tell me what you think of it ! :)

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11:35 pm

“Did you take out the trash? It’s almost the Dark Hour.” My mom hummed. I rolled my eyes and spat out the toothpaste in my mouth.

“Mom, don’t be so dramatic, the Dark Hour is only open to a small group of people who are like freaky mixed martial artists or some weird whatever.” I said while tying up my hair into a high pony.

I walked out of my room and saw my mom sitting at the dinner table knitting a scarf. She slapped my butt as I walked past her. “I’m not dramatic! It’s still scary knowing that for one hour, we disappear as other people can see the entire world.”

I just sighed and grabbed a jacket. I pulled out all the trash and slipped on my shoes. “Ok mom, think whatever you want, I’ll be back in like 5 seconds and no monsters will be in my way.” I shut the door and walked into the cold winter air. I whistled on my way, feeling calm.

As soon as I could think, I knew the world I was living in. Every day at midnight, Earth opens up a portal to an unknown underground lair that leaks monsters: demons, goblins, hellhounds and more, The catch? It only happens for one extra hour after midnight, called the Dark Hour and it’s only open to a handful of people, but only the same people.

My mom was one of the many people who were afraid of portal opening up to normal humans as well.. Somehow, those who were chosen to hunt these monsters were trained. Most of them who went through the Dark Hour came back alive. They had hid the Dark Hour for a long time until more and more people were being called to fight.

But normal people never get sucked in. All the Hunters know they would be called, so they prepared for it. No one knows why this happens, but I wasn’t about to argue about why normal humans weren’t called.

I tossed the trash away and looked around. I sighed as I saw nothing spooky, just the normal neighbors who had not yet taken down their Christmas lights. Mom is scared for nothing.

I walked back in and dusted my hands off. “Yeah mom, totally fought off a seven foot demon, such hard work.” I faked yawned and stretched out my limbs to add to my act. She tsked and threw piece of string at me. “Whatever miss sass, just go to bed, you have a long day at work tomorrow.” I sighed, but knew she was right.

“Ok, ok, night mom. I will see you in the morning. Sleep, soon, alright, so that the monsters don’t get yo-” She picked up her stuff and walked into her room, sick of my sarcasm. I chuckled but knew she was just being dramatic. There were absolute zero cases of normal people attending the Dark Hour, so what was she so scared of?

I shrugged out of my jacket and straightened out my bed. I pulled my winnie the pooh blanket closer and shut my eyes.

I listened to the soft sound of the wind blowing outside. It was a peaceful night: no rain, no snow, no anything. I was grateful because I had a long day tomorrow.

I lulled off to bed, feeling myself falling into a dream.

*BOOM*

My eyes shot open.

What was tha-

Before I could finish my thought, a loud crash erupted throughout my room, waking me up fully.

“What the fuck!?” I screamed. I grabbed the pepper spray and turned.

Bad idea. As I turned to face my window, I saw blood and lots of unknown liquid surrounding it. And on the ground I saw a rabid, three-headed dog glaring me down. I screamed and fell back into my bed, dropping my pepper spray.

“GET DOWN!” I didn’t know where the voice came from, but I was acting purely on instinct now. I jumped off my bed and into the corner of my room. I heard loud gunshot noises, but as I looked up, I saw lasers shooting through the air.

I shut my eyes and huddled against the wall. What is going on? What is happening-

“HEY! What are you doing?!” I heard the same voice yell at me. I heard footsteps nearing me, making me gasp in surprise. I grabbed my pepper spray and raised it, turning my face away from the intruder like I was taught in self-defense class. “What the...” The person, who I recognized as a male, grabbed my spray, and tossed it.

“Don’t hurt-”

As I turned my face towards the intruder, I was shocked. I was staring at a tall, brown-haired boy with warm and serious eyes. He was wearing all black and had a some sort of vest over him, similar to a bulletproof one. If this was another situation, I would be very happy about a hot guy standing in my room, but I couldn’t because I was almost killed.

“What were you planning to do with that pepper spray? Kill me? What a lousy weapon!” The boy exclaimed annoyedly. I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Well excuse me, it’s not like I carry guns in my room or something!” I spat back, suddenly irritated with his behavior. He shot me a look, saying I was dumb.

“You definitely should start doing that, what do you plan on fighting with? Did you just forget to get in uniform before midnight? And were you just sleeping? How irresponsible of you.” He spat while cleaning off his knives as he paced around my room.

I squinted my eyes at him. All black uniform. Guns and other weapons on his person. Intense gaze. Killed a three-headed dog.

“Fuck... it’s the Dark Hour.” I whispered. He scoffed and shook his head.

“Well, duh, it is midnight. Wait...” He stopped speaking and stared at me intensely. “This can’t be...” He started walking over to me and grabbed my wrist, pulling me close to him. “Is this your first time in the Dark Hour?”

I nodded, scared of what was going on. “Yup. Very first.” His eyes widened in surprise, dropping my wrist.

“How old are you?”

“I’m eighteen.”

He then kicked a desk and yelled, “Shit!” I flinched at his kick, but I still was numb. How could I be here? I’m not a Hunter-

“So you’re not a Hunter?” I shook my head slowly. His gaze turned distraught and he groaned in distress loudly.

Then, he turned to look at me very seriously.

“If you’re not a Hunter, you’re going to die out there.” He pointed outside to where I saw numerous monsters walking around. Blood was oozing all over the streets and I saw other quick, agile, strong, Hunters fighting them off. That was not me.

I really was going to die.

“Well, fuck, I can’t go out there then!” I protested.

He shook his head. “You have no choice! They will come here and find you, only more will come. They are addicted to the smell of blood, we only have a short amount of time until the Hunters down there lose track of one and it comes back up here.” I could tell he was frustrated as he paced around my room, wondering what to do with me.

Then, he stopped and looked at me seriously once more. “Ok, my first priority is surviving. My second is dealing with whoever you are, but if you were called to the Dark Hour, then you must have some fight in you.”

I shrugged and caught the gun he threw in my hand. “Or so we hope.” He scoffed.

“Yeah, or so we hope.”

❀ ❀ ❀

It’s like the whole world was cracked open. None of the streetlights were on, yet I could see perfectly fine.

“No electricity works in the Dark Hour.” He informed like he was talking to a child. Suddenly, I saw a glimpse of some skin as his long sleeve caught in the wind.

“You have lots of tattoos.” I noted. He glared at me.

“You have the same ones. Everyone in the Dark Hour has them. It acts as protection from the monsters.” At his words, I rolled up my hoodie and saw the same black swirls he had all over his arm. I gasped and yanked it back down. “It’ll fade when the hour is over. Now, if you see a monster, shoot it. If it doesn’t die, shout my name.”

“And what would that be?” He smiled and shook his head.

“It’s Seunghun.” I nodded. “I’m y/n.” Before I could say anything else, a dark and shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere. I raised my gun and shot it, five times in the head. I felt shaky as it fell to the ground.

“Oh my god, I just killed someo-”

“Don’t finish that sentence.” He snapped. I nodded and shut my mouth. I wouldn’t anger a Hunter. “You just killed a demon. Something that would have killed you if you hadn’t killed it first.” He gripped my shoulder, pulling me together. I nodded and hid my fear. He then gave me hard pats on the back. I tried not to cough as he started to run towards something.

I held my gun to the ground in fear I would accidentally shoot him.

“Seunghun, who’s your new friend?” Someone shouted over to him. I looked over and saw another boy who looked a bit younger than Seunghun. I noted his smiling face and goofy nature. I wondered how he was a Hunter.

“Her name is y/n, and she’s not a Hunter. I’ll explain later but first we need to protect her.” The other boy’s jaw dropped.

“Woah woah woah wait, you’re normal?!” He basically screamed. I nodded while his face turned to an ash color. “Oh shit, is this is what the government are resorting to? Great.”

Wait..

“Did you just say government?” The two boys looked at each other and laughed.

“We’ll explain later, but the way, I’m Jihoon.” I reached out to shake his hand, but realized it was covered in monster juice. I cringed and pulled my hand back. “It’s fine, I forgot you were new here.”

As Jihoon was talking, he turned and took out his sword simultaneously, slicing the monster in half. I gulped as monster guts splashed everywhere. The childish boy turned and smiled. “A giant cyclops, hah.”

Seunghun rolled his eyes and took on another monster making a mad dash at him. Soon, chaos erupts. Multiple monsters came out of nowhere, running at us and other Hunters.

“Oh shit, Jihoon-”

“Got her.” The boy pulled me close to him while shooting other demons and monsters I couldn’t even recognize. I saw a monster run at me and I raised my gun to shoot it down.

It kept getting closer and closer to me. I kept shooting, but it seemed like it had no damage on the monster.

Suddenly, I saw Seunghun run front of me and rip out the heart of the monster. My eyes widened in surprise. “The only way you can kill that thing is ripping out it’s heart, it has no name but we call it the Ripping.”

“Why the Ripping?” I asked as I raised my gun to shoot a normal demon.

“‘Cause it’ll try and rip off your head if you don’t rip out it’s heart first.”

Seunghun then threw a dagger right by my head, hitting a monster I assume.

I let out a sigh of relief as he chuckled. “Don’t worry, you’re not strong enough for me to kill.” I glared at him, but he was right. I had no skill whatsoever. I just needed this hour to be over.

Soon, my wish came true as the monsters started to disappear.

“Finally, I just wanna sleep.” Jihoon said while stretching his arms in the air. Another Hunter smacked him on the head. “Shut up, Jihoon. You gotta enjoy the fight.”

Jihoon glared at the other boy and stuck his tongue out. “Byounggon, not all of us were born fighters.”

“Actually, we all were, that’s why we’re here.” Another Hunter pointed out. This one was quite short and had bright blonde hair.

“Actually, Hyunsuk, the girl isn’t. It’s her first Dark Hour and she’s never even picked up a gun before.” Jihoon laughed while the two Hunters started at me in surprise.

“Wow... how did you even survive.” I tried to shrug, but I could barely move my muscles.

“Probably only because I met Seunghun first and he gave me a gun. And saved me from a three-headed dog who tried to kill me.” The boys let out a bark of laughter as if I told a really funny story.

“Ah, Seunghun, our local prince, always helping girls in distress.” Byounggon teased while poking him on the side. Seunghun shook his head, tired of their teasing.

“Anyways, y/n, the hour is up in about one minute. You are going to wake up in your bed, which I presume your last location was before you were pulled in. No one else will remember this except us and the other Hunters.”

The others nodded as if it was weird to explain this once again. “You are not allowed to speak of the events to any normal people, ever. Of course, the normies know of us, but they really have no clue what Hunters do or what we fight.”

I nodded, trying to soak up all of this information.

“Will I still be here tomorrow night?” My question silenced him as he had no response.

“You may be, you may not, to be honest, this is as new to us as it is for you.” Hyunsuk noted carefully.

“Will I see you guys again? Do you guys see each other in real life?”

The boys shrugged. “I’ve never seen one of these guys in the normal world. We are sometimes transported to different locations if it’s busier, so it’s always changing, and-”

Before Seunghun could finish, I felt myself being pulled by an invisible hand. I held in my gasp as I felt the covers underneath my body. I shot up from my bed and turned on my lamp. I grabbed my phone from my shelf and checked the time.

12:00.

❀ ❀ ❀

I couldn’t sleep all night. How was one to sleep after they had just fought in the Dark Hour? And had no experience whatsoever.

My mom was right to be worried. If I was pulled in, I wondered if anyone else was in danger. Or if those normal people had survived. I wouldn’t have if I had never met up with Seunghun.

But I couldn’t dwell in it. I was back in reality and had a job to go to at 9am. Too early for anyone to get up.

“You look like shit.” Was the first greeting I heard from my co-worker, Mashiho. I glared at the pretty boy and flipped him off.

“You are shit.” I snapped back. I pulled on my apron and tied up my hair. He made claw movements and meowed like a cat. “Wow, someone is catty this morning.”

I resisted the urge to backhand the boy against the wall. “Not in the mood, Mashiho.”

Every day, Mashiho and I would bicker about something. Mostly because he an annoying prick and I was sarcastic and snappy.

Mashiho laughed and started fill the cases with food items. “Why? Late night with a lucky fellow?” He wiggled his eyebrows as I flicked him on the forehead. “OW!”

I sighed and started to fill the case on the other side of the cash register. “No, just I couldn’t sleep, ok? Just one of those nights I guess.” My words came out more sluggish than usual as I had gotten virtually only one hour of sleep.

“Well, be careful not to fall asleep today. It’s holiday season and people will want cakes and pastries for whatever reason.” I rolled my eyes and nodded.

“I’ll be fine.” Confused at his kindly spoken words. I probably looked worse than I thought if Mashiho wasn’t annoying me.

Soon, the clock hit 9 and I flipped the closed sign to open.

I sighed at the long shift ‘til 5 was about to begin. I knew I shouldn’t have worked during the holidays.

❀ ❀ ❀

The day was going smoothly, despite the business. Even though I constantly had the urge to punch Mashiho in the face, we worked well together.

The shop started to slow down as it neared 5pm. “I need a coffee.” Mashiho whined while walking into the break room. I rolled my eyes and kept at the cash register.

As no one new was coming in the shop, my thoughts drifted back to the Dark Hour. Seunghun danced into my mind as I pictured him in his attractive Hunter uniform.

Stop, you cannot think about a boy who you met in the Dark Hour. If life goes right, you’ll never see him ever again.

Suddenly, I heard the bell on the door ring, making my head shoot up.

“Hi, welcome to...” My voice trailed off as I saw the person in front of me.

His eyes widened in surprise as well. “Seunghun.” I stated. He gave me a kind and surprised smile. “Y/N.”

“Hey, David is asking where the mop is? Where did you leave it?” Mashiho asked me quietly since a customer was in front of me.

“Uhhh it should be in the closet.” Mashiho nodded and then looked to Seunghun who happened to be still staring at me. Mashiho looked at me, then to Seunghun, then back to me.

He smirked and patted me on the back. “He’s a good one.” He winked, hinting to our conversation earlier. I turned bright red and pushed him away.

Seunghun furrowed his brows, confused at our interaction. Before he could ask questions, I spoke first. “So, first things first, what would you like?” He smiled and took a look at all our choices.

“Oh, I came to pick up a vanilla cake with buttercream frosting for my grandma’s birthday.” I nodded and went to pick up the cake that was waiting for him.

“Is the name under Ahyoung?” He nodded. I handed him the cake. “Since you paid online, that should be it. Thanks for ordering from us.” He took the cake, but he didn’t walk away from me.

I kept my stare locked on him as he didn’t turn away. Suddenly, I heard a loud snap in my ear.

“Hello~ No eye sex in the bakery please. That’s a home activity, y/n.” Mashiho said while raising his brows at me. I blushed and pushed him away.

“That’s not-” I sighed knowing no one would care what I would have to say. “Mashiho, can you just... like leave for a quick second?” Mashiho’s jaw dropped.

“Wow, ok, I’ll be gone 5 minutes, you better not be having sex on the table when I come back-”

“Just go.” I snapped. The boy stuck his tongue out at me and walked away. I turned to face Seunghun who was already smiling at me.

“Does he think we’re having sex?” I was mortified at this conversation. “Well, uh, sorta, I mean, he wouldn’t believe my story of being unable to sleep last night so.” I shrugged. Seunghun nodded and understood what I meant.

“Anyways, on the more important issues besides my sexual adventures, we need to like... meet up. What are you doing right now?” He pointed to the cake. I sighed and rubbed my face tiredly.

“Ok, but the party will be done at 11. Then, I’ll come to you. What’s your address?” Usually, I would wait longer before giving a boy my address, but this was a different circumstance. “Great. See you then.” He winked at me which I couldn’t lie, I found it attractive. But I couldn’t let him know that. I rolled my eyes and waved him goodbye.

“Wow, he’s hot.”

“Shut up, Mashiho!”

❀ ❀ ❀

Eleven never came so slowly. Thankfully, my parents were already asleep so I didn’t have to explain why there was a very attractive boy in our home.

I heard a soft knock on the door and I jumped up to answer it. Seunghun was already in his Hunter uniform. My eyes widened and I rushed him inside.

“Why are you already wearing your uniform? That’s so weird! Did you come here in that?” The boy rolled his eyes.

“Calm down, I changed in the car, I am very professional at this. I have been doing it since I was 16.” I raised a brow.

“How old are you now?” Seunghun chuckled boyishly and gave me a flirty smile.

“Are you flirting with me?” I turned a bright red and led him into my room. “Your mouth is going to get you in trouble one day.”

Seunghun smiled as I shut the door quietly. “Says the girl who just locked my in her bedroom.”

I turned to him in anger, but I knew I couldn’t hit him since it would do no damage. “I-you. Ugh.” I stuttered out while he barked out laughter.

Then, he pulled out something from his bag I didn’t notice him holding. “Here is a Hunter uniform, I’m assuming you didn’t have one since you didn’t even know you were going to be in the Dark Hour.” I took the outfit and stared at it.

“Do you think I’ll be pulled in again?” He scratched the back of his neck and shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t know. Better to be safe than sorry.”

I went to the bathroom to change and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked like the definition of a Hunter. But I didn’t have the confidence or power as one of them.

“Everything ok in there?” He called out. “Y-yeah.” I spoke out as I exited the bathroom. I noticed Seunghun scanning me, examining how I looked in the uniform.

“What?” I snapped. He raised one brow and gave me one of his flirty smiles that sent shivers down my spine.

He leaned back in my bed that he had gotten comfy in. “Nothing, it’s just that you look really good in that outfit.” I saw him lick his lips nonchalantly, making me wish we were alone in my room for a different reason than talking about the Dark Hour.

I slapped him on the shoulder to hide my attraction. “Shut up, anyways, tell me everything you know about the Dark Hour. I need to prepare myself.”

His joking expression faded as I mentioned the Dark Hour. “First of all, let’s talk about how I’ve never seen you before this. I thought you said you’ve never seen any of the other Hunters in real life?” I bombarded him with questions.

Seunghun sighed and shook his head. “I’ve never met any of my friends who were Hunters in real life, but really, I wouldn’t know if I met a Hunter in real life. There’s nothing that sets us apart from the rest of society.”

I bit my lip and tapped my finger on my lip. “Ok, then why have I never seen you before if you went to the bakery I work at.”

“Oh, that’s because I’m in town from college, visiting my grandma. It’s her 80th birthday so it’s a big thing.” I nodded, working the pieces together in my mind.

“And what does the government have to do about the Dark Hour?” At my question, Seunghun tensed. I glanced over to him; he adjusted his vest and stared into space.

“So, no normal person knows this since the government hides it pretty well. But, there is a reason for the Dark Hour. Monsters keep rising from the Underworld, since it is becoming too popularted. The government has been in contact with Hades, the God of the underworld--”

“Woah, woah, woah, wait, Hades? You mean-”

“Yes, that one. Anyways, it’s almost midnight and I need to tell you this.” I nodded and listened carefully. “So the government is in contact with Hades who says he can’t control, even though he can, the monsters that are rising out. The human government was furious, saying he couldn’t just let out monsters.”

“So they compromised.” Seunghun nodded.

“They compromised. Groups of trained humans work together to defeat all the monsters that Hades lets out at midnight for one hour. Since he’s a God, he has the ability to monitor it and make sure no normal human gets hurt. And the tattoos? The government bargained for it so that they had to explain less murders.” Seunghun gave me a crooked smile, but I wondered if he lost any friends along the way.

He glanced over at my clock. “We have five minutes.” I took a deep breath as my heart race picked up.

Suddenly, he piled a bunch of weapons on my bed. “Here, keep these. They’re easy to use.” He gave me some fancy looking guns and other weapons. “This one, you press this button, and it shoots out mini bombs. Highly effective.”

“Thank you. Like truly, I would be so dead without you right now.” I whispered softly. Seunghun lifted my face gently to stare at him.

“I believe in you. Most normal people wouldn’t have come outside with me. You were brave. I’m sure you were chosen for a reason.”

He tried to look casual, but he kept glancing at the clock. “One minute.” He whispered. For a moment, I thought, he was going to kiss me.

But he scooted away and stood, watching the window.

“Stay on guard.” He demanded. He was much more serious during the Dark Hour than in the normal time. “Remember, we might be separated as I don’t know where I will be transported.”

I stood and held my gun close, listening for any movement. All I heard was Seunghun’s steady breathing.

The night was pitch black but I couldn’t see outside the window. “y/n, the streetlamps are off now.”

I sucked in a breath, understanding the true meaning of his words.

It was officially the Dark Hours.

❀ ❀ ❀

“I guess I should say welcome to the squad then, right?” I rolled my eyes but I couldn’t help but be sort of happy that I got to spend more time with Seunghun and his funny friends.

But that happiness didn’t last long as I heard a rustle outside the room. I jumped back and got father away from my door, my run still pointing at it. Seunghun watched his back as the window was behind him, he pointed at the door.

“Wait.” He mouthed. I nodded. I heard something that sounded like footsteps, but I knew some monsters had a similar foot structure to us. I aimed my gun high and waited for a noise.

Nothing.

“Don’t let down-”

As soon as he said that, the door burst opened and I aimed to shoot.

“WAIT! IT’S JUST US!” At the sound of a human I dropped my gun and saw Jihoon with his hands up. I raised a brow as I saw Hyunsuk, Byounggon, and a few other Hunters there as well.

“What the fuck is going on?” One of the unknown one said.

“I have no idea, Yedam. But whatever is going on, it seems suspicious.” Seunghun looked frazzled and ran his fingers through his hair.

“What are you guys talking about?” Seunghun barked. Byounggon came forward and looked right at me and then the window.

He walked towards my bedroom window and flung it open, revealing a dark, empty street. Seunghun’s eyes widened.

“No monsters.” Seunghun muttered. They all nodded.

“No monsters? What? Has that ever happened?” I exclaimed. They all shook their heads.

“Never. Sometimes there are less, but never zero. Until you showed up.” Hyunsuk said it casually, but I could feel the tension in his words.

Seunghun was about to jump in, but I could fight verbal battles myself. “Hey, don’t act like I made this happen. I’m just as confused as you are right now, and probably more since I have no idea why the fuck I’m here.” I barked, stepping closer to him. The boy came to meet me in the middle, but Jihoon stopped him.

“She’s right, we can’t blame each other. But besides all the monsters not being there, why were we all transported to this house?”

I froze at his words. “W-what?”

Byounggon nodded. “Yeah, I was sitting in my room, waiting for the Dark Hour and then I ended up here. Then I saw Hyunsuk, Jihoon, Junkyu, Yedam and Doyoung appear.” Seunghun brought his hand to his mouth to hide his gasp.

“That’s never happened before. The most we have in one spot is 3 and even then it’s in the streets, not a house.” A boy I didn’t know explained. I noticed he was around the same height as Seunghun and had black hair.

I looked around my home, but saw nothing different than the people in it. “Well if we’re all here, there’s gotta be a reason for it.” I set down my gun as I felt there was no threat and walked out of my room and into my living room, where the rest of the boys were called. I felt Seunghun appear by my side; he was still tense despite there being no threat.

“What are you doing? He asked quickly. I scanned the entire room like a mad man and examined everything closely. “Y/N-”

“This is my house. That means I know what it’s supposed to look like.” I hinted at him while walking deeper into the kitchen.

Seunghun looked at me with a confused look until someone else spoke up. “She’s looking for a clue why we’re all here; if something is misplaced in her home, it might mean something.” A young boy with black hair spoke up. I nodded towards him and he gave me a small nod back.

“Oh wow, good job, Doyoung.” Byounggon said patting his back. The younger boy nodded and looked serious once again.

There was nothing different about the living room. I walked into my mom’s room, but I was rarely in her room, I didn’t know where what went. I searched and searched, but I didn’t know what I was looking for.

I turned to leave the room. “Nothing?” Seunghun said sadly. I shook my head, but as I turned my head slightly, I saw something weird. My eyes widened in surprise and Seunghun caught notice of my expression. He gripped his gun and stepped to my side. “On guard.” The rest of the boys pulled out their respective weapons.

“She’s looking at a god damn strawberry recipes magazine, what’s wrong with that?” Hyunsuk spat. I glared at him and kept a hold on my gun.

“My mom is allergic to strawberries.” I stated loudly. The boys looked as uneasy as I felt. Why would she have a strawberry recipe magazine if she’s deathly allergic to strawberries?

I reached before the magazine, but before I could, the magazine started to move on it’s own. Seunghun stood in front of me, but I felt the urge to look at the magazine so I side stepped him.

“Careful.” He whispered for only me to hear. I nodded slightly but I wasn’t paying attention to him. The magazine soon stopped on a page, making me anxious to read what it said.

“Watch their backs.” A boy with dark black hair said. The boys nodded and followed his orders. Seunghun stepped closely to me and turned to me.

“Together.” I caught the hint of his words. He took my hand and squeezed it, making me feel safe. Together, we walked slowly towards the magazine, unsure if it would make a sudden movement.

Once we got close enough to read it, my heart dropped as I saw a page with no strawberries on it, but a small line written on it. I leaned down to read it.

The end is tomorrow. There are more of you. There are more of them. Use the girl, the normal one.

Good luck, and don’t let the darkness take you.

Shivers ran through up and down my spine. The girl, the normal one. I was the only normal girl in our group, meaning I was screwed.

“What are you doing?” Seunghun asked softly. I looked up at him and raised my brows. “I’m reading the message.” I answered back slowly.

“Y/n, there’s nothing on that page.” Seunghun said quietly, almost like he didn’t believe his words. T

he boy who gave ordere earlier walked over and peered down at the magazine.

“Yedam, be careful.” Doyoung told him. Yedam glared at the boy, but looked at me curiously. “Seunghun is right, there’s nothing there.”

I looked down at the page and saw the black writing very clearly. The rest of the boys were now huddled around the message.

“There’s nothing.” A boy whose name I think was Junkyu, if I had remembered clearly.

“Y/n, do you see something?” Seunghun asked me firmly, peering into my eyes. I felt all eyes on me and I grew nervous. I mustered up my courage and nodded.

“Shit, this is so creepy.” Hyunsuk said while pacing around the room.

Seunghun didn’t move from his spot and continued, “What does it say?”

I looked down at the pages and read them once more. “The end if tomorrow. There are more of you. Use the girl, the normal one. Good luck, and don’t let the darkness take you.”

As soon as I said those words, the rest of the boys erupted into sighs and shivers. “Oh god, what is going on?” Junkyu wondered out loud while sitting on my mom’s bed.

“Use the girl? What does y/n have to offer, no offense.” Jihoon said.

“It doesn’t say what for. That’s all the message says.” I glanced over at the clock which wasn’t working.

“We have one more minute before the Dark Hour is over." Doyoung announced.

No one had an answer for the confusing events, yet none of us could formulate a question.

“Rest well today, it seems like we have a lot ahead of us tomorrow.” Seunghun announced while finally relaxing.

Before anyone else could answer, I felt myself being pulled out of the Dark Hour and back into reality. I fell against my room wall and saw Seunghun standing firmly. I could see he was used to it and I wasn’t.

Use the girl, the normal one. I see the message flash once more in my eyes, but I truly had no idea what it meant. I was a normal person, what did I have to offer? I was a nobody.

“Are you ok?” Seunghun asked, concern laced in his voice. His hands went to cup my face and I nodded, dazed by the previous events and the intensity of his eyes. He pulled away, but I felt the urge to pull him back.

So I did. He grew surprised at my bold actions but let me pull him, even though I knew he was much stronger than I. “Are you going to be safe when you’re alone?” At my innocent words, he laughed loudly.

“Y/n, I should be asking you that, I’ve been training since I was 10 years old for this.”

“And how long ago was that?” I had never gotten his age, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious. Seunghun gave me a small smile.

“It was 9 years ago.” I smiled widely. “So you’re 19.” Seunghun shook with laughter.

“Wow, good math skills you have there.” He gently tapped my forehead with his knuckles.

Our conversation came to a stop and my only focus was on his face that was so close to mine. My eyes flickered to his lips, wondering how good he was with them. His eyes were taunting, like he didn’t believe I would do anything.

He was wrong.

Before I knew what I was doing, I pulled him close to me, closing the gap between our lips. He responded quickly, his arms wrapping around me in a matter of seconds. He kissed me softly at first, but then I felt him bite my bottom lip softly, making me melt against his body. My hand wandered under his shirt, feeling his toned upper body. He sighed at my touch.

Somehow, I had pushed him onto my bed and I was now on top of him. At our scandalous position, he grabbed my waist and pulled me aside so that I was sitting on my bed.

I felt cold without his masculine warmth, and I was also stunned at his actions.

Oh shit, what did I just do? How did I get so lost in my feelings that I thought I could get down with a Hunter?

I guess my face of surprise and shock was obvious because Seunghun started to talk before I could. “Y/n, I’m sorry, it’s just we only met each other yesterday and I know you’re in a confused state right now.” He talked as if he was talking to a piece of glass, which I wasn’t. But I already was embarrassed enough.

He has probably met so many female Hunters who so much stronger and prettier than me. I want to smack myself silly.

“I know, yeah, you’re right, um, I’m like, frazzled whatever. My emotions are running high. Um...” I felt myself stutter out. I felt tears brimming at his rejection, but I knew I couldn’t force him to do anything.

“Y/n, it’s fine, I just, I don’t want to... right now at least.” The was every nice guy’s way of rejection. And I couldn’t even be mad at him.

“I’m sorry, it was my fault. Um, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then. Bye.” He didn’t make a move to leave.

“Y/n, I didn’t mean to hurt you-”

“Seunghun, I’m sorry, but can you just leave?” I asked quietly, unable to look him in the eyes. Seunghun nodded, and stood, sparing me one last glance before he left, leaving me to slap my face and think about what I had just done.

Even though I was hurt in the moment, Seunghun was right. I wasn’t in the right state of mind to be anything intimate with anyone. Of course I was attracted to him, I mean who wasn’t, but I was in for about the biggest fight of my life tomorrow.

And so was he.

“Y/n, you’re the biggest idiot I know.”

❀ ❀ ❀

“Looking better today, y/n, did you finally get some sleep?”

I was immediately greeted by Mashiho’s taunting tone. But I was too upset and stressed to fight back.

“Yup, slept like a baby.” I lied. I had listening to self-deprecating music before I went to bed and then cried myself to sleep from Seunghun’s rejection and the fate of other Hunters in the palm of my hand.

I tied my apron on peacefully and said nothing else to him. Mashiho peered at my face and squinted his eyes. “What are you doing, Mashiho?” He scooted away from me.

“You seem different today. What happened with that boy?” I rolled my eyes even though he was a partial reason to my mood.

“Nothing happened, we were never a thing nor did anything happen between us.” I stated clearly. Mashiho tsked like he didn’t believe me.

He then stopped and leaned against the corner of the shop. “Look, y/n, I know you have no friends. So if you ever wanna tell me what happened, I’ll listen.” I started to roll my eyes, but it was kinda true, I really had no close friends. I had acquaintances and whatever, but never a friend that I would talk to into the late hours of the night.

I felt myself tear up at his words as no one had told me that they would listen to my concerns. “Oh my god, are you crying?” At Mashiho’s blunt statement, I started to cry harder. Surprisingly, he pulled me into a brotherly hug and patted the top of my head like a child.

“Tell me what happened.” He whispered. I wiped my eyes and tried to speak calmly.

“I tried to sleep with him, but he pushed me away saying that we both weren’t ready and we both just met each other.” I conveniently left out the Hunter thing, but I guess it wasn’t too important. Mashiho pulled away from the hug to give me a judgy look.

“Well, I didn’t think you would be the first to make a move, but damn girl.” I laughed at his goody statement but pulled away from him to wipe my tears. “Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked softly. He gave me a soft smile and shrugged.

“I’m not that big of a dick to make fun of a girl crying.” He shrugged, but I could tell something else was bothering him. Soon, the clock hit 9, and it was time to work. “Go wash your face, I’ll be fine up here alone.” I nodded. As I turned away, I gave him one more hug which surprised him.

“Thank you.”

He crinkled his nose as I pulled away. “Don’t get too soft on me now.”

❀ ❀ ❀

Mashiho and I had closed early today as it was new years eve.

“Happy new years, y/n, try not to jump any more guys while I’m gone.” I slapped him on the back of his head, but I laughed.

“I promise. That was my first time and last time.” He waved me goodbye and we went out separate ways. I got in my car, but I realized I didn’t want to sit at home all day and wait for midnight. I felt myself being compelled to go to the library for some reason. And not the library near my house, but the one that was out of the town I was in. I drove 30 minutes to the vaguely familiar library I had only visited once or twice. I preferred the one near my house, but this library was giant and beautiful as well.

As I walked in, a strange man approached me. “Are you y/n?” Out of instinct, I had nodded, but then I realized I shouldn’t have told him the truth. But too late.

He smiled and nodded towards one of those private rooms. “Great, your spot is being saved in there.” I thanked him, even though I felt suspicious to walk in.

I gathered my courage and opened the door. I was shocked at who I saw.

“Oh wow, look who came late to the party.”

❀ ❀ ❀

“H-hyunsuk?” The blonde boy nodded and twirled a knife in his hand. I gasped and shut the door quickly. “Why are you holding that?”

As he moved out of the way, I saw all the Hunters that I saw last night here tonight. “Why are you all here? I thought you guys said you never saw each other in real life!” I exclaimed, tossing down my bag I brought to work each day.

“We didn’t. Until now.” Doyoung informed.

“We all heard a voice in the back of our minds telling us to come here, that we needed to come here. So we did of course.” Yedam

“And now you’re here, so it makes sense.” Junkyu said cheerfully.

I looked around the room, staring at all the weapons. “Why did you guys bring those though?” I asked, worried that we would be arrested for bringing those in there.

“That’s what were going to ask you.” Seunghun informed, leaning forward in his chair. As he spoke, he made eyecontact with me that I awkwardly avoided.

“Well, I have no...” I didn’t finish that sentence as I saw a message appear on the wall.

The Dark Hour is early tonight. It will begin at 5pm. Good luck.

“Y/n?” Doyoung asked, startled at my behavior. I then realized I was leaning forward on the chair and the rest of the boys had stood in confusion. I stood up and nodded.

“Just peachy. There’s a message on the wall and it reads ‘The Dark Hour is early tonight. It will begin at 5pm. Good luck’“ I restated.

The boys froze and checked the time. It was six minutes til 5.

“What the fuck is going on? All of this is so confusing!” Hyunsuk muttered loudly.

“No idea, but that means we have to prepare ourselves. Put on your uniforms.” All of a sudden, they started to strip and I caught a glimpse of Hyunsuk’s abs as he threw it off carelessly. Hyunsuk was sort of an asshole, but I couldn’t help but stare.

Suddenly, a large body covered my line of vision. I peered up and saw Seunghun who was raised a brow at my red face. “What.” I whispered harshly.

He then leaned in closer and shrugged. “Mine is better.” He randomly said, but I knew what he was talking about.

“Well, I could’ve....” seen them last night. I didn’t finish my sentence. Girls always got shit from boys when they didn’t want to have sex, the least I could do was wait for Seunghun to be ready. Or be fine if he never wanted me like that. I had to respect that. “Nevermind I’m sorry.” I muttered quickly, stepping away from him.

Before I could leave, he pulled on my wrist gently, making me face him once more. “One day, y/n, when all of this is over.” He promised. Before my face could light on fire, I felt someone else approach me.

Byounggon plopped an outfit in my hands. “I know you didn’t bring one, so I thought of to bring an extra. I hope it fits.” I nodded in shock.

“Thank you.” I whispered gently. He gave me a fatherly smile and patted my head. “Don’t thank me, thank whoever gave me the urge to give me an extra.”

“Two more minutes!” Doyoung called out. I realized that they all had changed and were now waiting on me. I glared at them and did spinning movements.

“Can you guys like.. turn around?” The nodded respectfully and did as I told. I stripped quickly and slipped on the fitting uniform. It was a perfect fit. “Done!” I called out. They turned back and gathered at the small table.

“Do you think there will be other Hunters there? They said there will be more of ‘us’, whatever that refers to.” Jihoon asked curiously. No one answered.

“No clue. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” Yedam responded. All of a sudden, I felt the familiar pull, meaning this time I was transferring somewhere else.

I landed on my ass, confused of my surroundings. “Get up!” Someone called out to me. I felt someone pull me up. It was Seunghun.

I felt relief flood my body as I saw a familiar faces all around me.

“Y/n!?” I heard a familiar voice say. I jumped back from Seunghun’s hold and turned around.

“MASHIHO!?” I exclaimed. His doe eyes narrowed at me.

“What are you doing here? Are you Hunter?” It was weird to see him in a tight fitting long sleeve and such edgy clothes when he had always worn preppy clothes.

“Um, not really. It’s complicated.” I responded lamely.

Another boy stepped forward. “She must be the the girl the message spoke about. The normal one.”

Suddenly, they started to converse in an unfamiliar language I recognized as Japanese.

“MASHI!” Suddenly, Junkyu appeared out of nowhere and tackled Mashiho in a hug. They hug was childish and passionate.

I looked to Seunghun. “Did you know he was a Hunter?” I asked accusingly. He shook his head. “I swear I’ve never met him. I’m usually transferred to the same spots so I probably never ran into him. But I know all his friends.”

“That’s Yoshinori, Kotaro, Asahi, and Mahiro.” I waved to them awkwardly as they gave me awkward smiles.

Suddenly, I heard a loud explosion outside.

“Guards up!” Seunghun yelled as I reached for the gun in my holster. “Let’s jump down!” He then broke the window and started to jump out.

My eyes widened as he just flew down to the ground from my second story. The rest of the boys followed him.

I felt someone grab hold of me and carry me. “Hug my chest so we can fit through the window.” Mashiho said sternly. It seemed like everyone got a bit more serious in the dark hour. I did as he told and suddenly we were falling out of my window. I held onto him harder and Mashiho landed smoothly. “I’m never going to let you live this down.”

“Shut up.” I jumped off of him and took out my gun.

There was nothing at first.

Then it came.

“A-are those humans?” I whispered to no one in particular.

Hundreds and hundreds of humans started piling towards us with blank eyes and dirty faces. Some had clothes, some did not; skin was falling off of them, dragging in the streets.

I felt someone grab my face and pull me close to them. “S-seunghun-”

“Look at me. Those are not humans, those are zombies who will try and hurt you. They will use psychological warfare on you, they will tell you things that aren’t true. Do not fall for that, ok? Kill them as fast as you would kill a fly. Do you understand me?” I nodded hurriedly. He stared at me a little longer before pulling away. “Good.”

“Well, stop trying to make us jealous.” Hyunsuk teased by slapping Seunghun’s shoulder.

“Look.” Doyoung said calmly. The zombies started to run faster and soon the battle had begun. The boys, who I had known to be funny and boyish, became fearless killers as their enemies came closer.

“Watch her please.” Seunghun pushed me back to Mashiho.

“Damn I’m stuck with the burden?” As zombies came running at the both of us, I held up my gun and shot five of them in the head. He stared at me with wide eyes.

“Such a burden.” I snapped.

The zombies kept going down, coming steadily at us until one latched onto me. I grew afraid as its droopy eyes and skinny body held onto my arm with a tight grip.

“Help me!” It called out. “Help, I hate it down there, it’s terrible and scary! I’m just a girl, please!” She called out to me. Her features still looked slightly human, making my heart hurt. “I swear I just want to live more!”

“I-I’m sorry, I can’t.”

Suddenly, her eyes turned black as she lunged for me. I took out my gun and shot her in the head.

“Fuck.” I spat.

Suddenly, all the zombies stopped coming, leaving the large group to stand there in silence. “Is that it?” Hyunsuk called out, sitting on the ground to rest.

Seunghun was still tense and held his knife in his holster. “Stay ready.”

All of a sudden, a streetlamp turned on, revealing a man standing underneath the solely lit lamp. I gasped and instinctively stepped back. “What? What do you see?” Seunghun whispered in my ear.

I looked up at him with concern in my eyes. “Do you not see it?” I whispered.

“See what?” Jihoon asked, looking into the distance. I gulped and stepped out of Seunghun’s hold.

“There’s a man over there. Underneath the streetlight. And the light is on too.”

“Is he moving? Are any other lights on?” I shook my head at Byounggon’s rapid questions.

I started to walk towards the man until I felt a hand pull me back. “No, what if he’s dangerous.” I shook my head. “I need to do this. I feel it.”

Thankfully, Seunghun let go of my hand. “Fine, but I’ll be behind you.” I nodded and we both started to walk towards him. I felt the tenseness of the dark air, but I felt like whoever the man is was important.

“y/n.” He called out. “y/n, don’t be scared.” I expected Seunghun to pull me closer, but I remembered he couldn’t hear him.

“What do you want?” I asked boldly. Seunghun then tensed and pulled out his gun. The man laughed.

“Interesting.” He commented. “He’s gotten soft for you.”

I glared at the man. He was tall, not taller than Seunghun, but tall. He had dark brown hair and had an average looking face. No sense of crime or anger in his eyes.

“What do you want?” I demanded once more.

He went silent for a moment, but looked me in the eyes. “It’s over. Congratulations. The Dark Hour is no more.” He confessed. My eyes widened in surprise.

“What, why?”

He shrugged. “You humans have done well, Hell is now not as crowded as it used to be, there is no reason for me to keep letting creatures out.”

My head spun with all this information. “Why am I here then? Why call me when the fight as almost over?” I snapped. The man shook with laughter.

“Why do anything?”

My jaw dropped at his sarcastic remark. “Well, good that it’s over then. I’m not cut out for this.”

The man looked at me sadly. “You were way better than you ever thought you would be. That is why only you can see me and none of them can.”

“Why can I see you and no one else can?”

Before he could finish his sentence, his body to fade. “I can’t give you all the answers, honey. That would be no fun.”

He then tipped his head down as his body faded away. “Goodbye, y/n.”

As he faded, I felt myself being pulled back into the real world.

❀ ❀ ❀

I woke up the next morning to my alarm. I sighed and shut it off, feeling a headache from the last night.

The Dark Hour was no more, but I didn’t even get to tell all the guys before being pulled away. I wonder if they felt it too, I wonder if they knew.

I shimmied into my clothes and got ready for another day at work.

The bakery was empty, with only Mashiho swiping up the floor. “Hey, Mashi.” I teased as I walked into the shop. He raised a brow and chuckled awkwardly.

“How did you know that was my nickname? Only my mom calls me that.” Now I was the confused one.

“What are you talking about, Junkyu called you that last night.” I reminded him as the large boy had run and basically flung Mashiho around.

“Who’s Junkyu? And you and I weren’t together last night...” He walked towards me and placed his hand over my forehead. “Are you sick?”

My jaw dropped as he truly didn’t remember.

What happened that night? Why does Mashiho not remember what happened? Did that mean no one remembered...

Does that mean Seunghun no longer knows who I am?

My heart dropped at the realization.

“Are you ok, y/n?” Mashiho asked with concern in his eyes. I nodded and turned the bakery sign to say open.

“I guess I have to be.”

As soon as the bakery sign was open, we heard someone enter.

“Hi, welcome to Treasure Bakery, can I...” My voice faltered as I looked up from the register. He was wearing dark black pants with a white button up. His hair was messily combed through, like he had just woken up.

He smiled widely at me, making my heart pound faster at his kind greeting.

“Hey.”

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treasure7boys · 5 years

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Second Best || Choi Hyunsuk

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Type: Fluff/Bit of Angst

Word Count: 2.5K

Warning: Cursing, not edited

Description: You join Hyunsuk's dance club but your friends aren't supportive

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You first met Hyunsuk at a club in Gangnam. He was with his friends and they saw you dancing with your own. Your dancing was impressive to them, especially since it seemed you were just making up the moves on the spot. Long story short, you left the club that night with an invitation to join their dance at their university, which happened to be the same university you attended.

“Wow, what dorks,” your friend Hyunwoo laughed, looking at the “business” card that Seunghun gave you.

Honestly, you kind of were excited about their invitation. You had a lot of free time and were getting tired of random shopping sprees and trips to other countries with your friends. Still, they had been your friends since childhood, so you went with what they said and did. “I know, right?” you questioned, laughing awkwardly. “It’s so--so lame.”

It was obvious your heart wasn’t into it, but they paid that no mind. “We should go to one of their performances just to rag on them,” Hyunseo said as she giggled.

You didn’t want that. Not just because you wanted to join their club, but also because you thought it was mean. “No way, we don’t want to get caught dead there. That would be social suicide.”

“Y/N’s right!” Jinsang exclaimed. “I’d rather be caught in a last season jacket than at a school event.”

The others seemed to agree with this idiotic knowledge and you felt relieved. You knew they’d find out eventually if you joined, but you wanted to keep it a secret for the time being.

On the following monday, you made your way to where they practiced, a room that seemed to be used for dance majors. The boys were happy that you showed up, feeling uncertain the night before that you would.

“I’m glad you came,” Hyunsuk smiled, feeling an attraction towards you.

You smiled, “Why wouldn’t I have?”

The boys exchanged glances while the other members watched on with interest. “It’s just, your friends didn’t seem partial to the idea,” Byounggon confessed. “We weren’t sure you’d want to because of them.”

“My friends don’t control me.”

One of the members, Jiwon, cocked an eyebrow before she spoke, “Oh, yeah? Then did you tell them you were coming here?”

You frowned and sighed. Hyunsuk frowned, too. “Okay, enough of the questions. Let’s let Y/N show you what she’s got,” he said, changing the subject. You felt relieved and silently thanked him.

It took some time, but everyone quickly warmed up to you. Honestly, it wasn’t hard with your warm and kind personality. You were really hoping the weekend team bonding retreat would help for you to really get to know everyone and vice-versa.

While you were waiting for the bus, your friends started to try and convince you to join them on their weekend shopping trip. “No, I can’t come to Paris with you this weekend,” you said, speaking softly. It felt like your mother was chewing you out for not cleaning your room. “I already told you I have a family thing this weekend. Just, go and have fun without me. I’m sure once you’re surrounded by all the designer bags, you won’t even notice I’m not there. Yeah, bye.”

You ended the call and sighed. “Man, it really seems like they can’t live without you,” Hyunsuk said from behind you. He was sitting on a rock and you hadn’t even noticed he was there. “What is this? The hundredth time this week they called for a shopping spree?”

“It’s complicated. We’ve been best friends since we were kids; you wouldn’t understand.”

He chuckled. “No, I understand. Poor people have friends since they were kids, too. I grew up with Seunghun and Byounggon.”

A sigh escaped passed your lips. “Hyunsuk, that’s not what I meant.”

“It’s okay, Y/N, I know what you meant,” he said. “I just don’t think you understand what real friends are.”

That kind of felt like a stab. You watched him walk away and then the bus arrived. Climbing on, you sat next to Jiwon. The two of you didn’t really talk, though, since you slept most of the drive.

“Can I talk to you?” Hyunsuk asked, that night. He found you outside of the retreat house alone drinking a beer.

You pulled your legs up to your chest, “I guess, since you’re already here.”

He sat down next to you on the picnic table. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings earlier.”

“No, you were right,” you said, shaking your head. “You are right. My friends are total assholes, but I hang out with them, so I guess that makes me a total asshole, right?”

A soft sigh escaped his mouth. “That’s not what I said, Y/N. It’s just, let me use myself as an example,” he started, setting his drink down. “If I wanted to, I don’t know, start a stamp collection, I would be able to tell Byounggon and Seunghun. They may think it was dorky and give me shit, but I know they’d still support me. If your friends make fun of you for doing something you like, then that does make them total assholes.”

“Is this your way of telling me you have a secret stamp collection?”

He laughed and the mood lightened. “No. Not yet, anyway. My point is that, even if you’ve been friends with them since you were a kid, it doesn’t mean you have to hand around forever. Do what makes you happy and be with people that support you.”

You looked at him and smiled. “Thanks, Hyunsuk,” you said. Then, you added, “Also, I support your future stamp collection one hundred percent.”

That made him smile. Being with you made him happy. Because of that, he kissed you. Because you thought he was cute, you kissed back. It was simple and you wished your life held that amount of simplicity perpetually.

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“Those people?” Hyunwoo sneered one day in the following weeks. “You’re hanging out with those people?”

They had caught you one day walking on campus with the three boys but didn’t confront you until you were home. “Why do you keep saying it like that? They’re just like you and me,” you argued.

Hyunseo laughed out loud. “They’re not just like us, Y/N, they’re poor; they’re a disease,” she snickered.

“They aren’t poor, Hyunseo. They may not be rich like us, but they’re not poor.”

“Look at you defending them!” Jinsang laughed. “It’s almost as if you actually consider them your friends.”

You huffed, “They are my friends.”

“Yes, sure they are, darling,” Hyunseo said, waving her hand as if it made things better. She was looking at her phone the whole time, so she probably barely heard a thing you said. “Now, enough about them, let’s talk about my party.”

Right, her birthday ball, you had completely forgotten. It was that weekend, but you had already made plans to watch movies at Hyunsuk, Byounggon, and Seunghun’s apartment and play games with some of the others. “Don’t tell us you forgot and planned on hanging out with those people,” Hyunwoo sighed, looking like he’d have an aneurysm if you did.

“Of course not!” you lied. “I’ll definitely be there.”

They smiled and Jinsang said, “Great.”

But, things were far from great. You didn’t want to disappoint Hyunseo but you didn’t want to disappoint Hyunsuk, either. Things felt so complicated and you wished you weren’t so indecisive.

In the end, you decided to go to Hyunseo’s birthday ball. Everyone was expecting you there and it felt like you had some image to uphold. The thing you were dreading the most was having to tell Hyunsuk.

“I’m really sorry,” you said the next day as you and Hyunsuk were alone in the practice room to clean things up. “I completely spaced and forgot it was her birthday this weekend.”

He didn’t make eye contact with you as he said, “It’s fine, I get it. Most people usually keep their promises, but you have to hang out with your friends since childhood.”

It was painfully obvious it wasn’t fine and that he was upset, seeing that he added the last remark for no other reason than to rub salt into your wound. “It’s just, they’re all expecting me. My friends, her parents, my own parents. It’s hard to get out of.”

“Yeah? Well, I was kind of expecting you to be at my apartment, but it’s obvious that’s not hard for you to miss. Jesus! I never thought I'd be second best to you, behind a bunch of assholes you don't even like.” He ran a hand through his hair angrily. “While we’re on the topic of bailing out suddenly, I should tell you that I can’t make it to our date tonight or next week because I have to wash my hair. You understand, right? Everyone’s just expecting me to wash it.”

With that last dash of salt to your wound, he grabbed his bag and left. You stayed a little longer because you started crying and didn’t want anyone to see you. You were hoping he’d be understanding, but you were wrong. Still, you couldn’t even be mad at him since you had already bailed on your date last week because of Jinsang. Your reason was shitty but he still accepted it. If anything, you needed to be more understanding of how he felt constantly being pushed back because of your friends who always expected you to run to them but never ran to you.

Yeah, your friends were total assholes, but they seemed hard to shake. With a sudden amount of free time, you decided to go get a dress for the ball.

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“Your dress is stunning!” Jinsang practically shrieked when he arrived to the ball. “Baby blue is definitely a good color on you.”

You smiled, but it felt half-hearted. You did like the dress you were wearing. It was a baby blue ball gown with a poofy skirt, lace bodice, and sweetheart neckline. It was a simple dress that you adored. Even so, you couldn’t help but think about how you’d be enjoying yourself more with Hyunsuk and the others.

“May I have this dance, Y/N?” Hyunwoo questioned not long later. You didn’t really respond so much as you just led the way to the dance floor. “I’m glad you came tonight, Y/N. I’m glad you finally realized your place as well as theirs.”

Did you hear him right? “I’m sorry, what?” you asked.

He looked down at you. “Look around you, Y/N. This is our world. Big, fancy parties. Expensive outfits, decor, and food. It’s where we belong.”

You suddenly felt very sick. Without another word, you rushed for the front door and went outside for fresh air. “What’s going on?” Hyunseo asked as she, Jinsang, and Hyunwoo followed you outside. “Is something wrong?”

“What isn’t wrong?” you asked. They were confused. “This is all wrong. I shouldn’t be here and I shouldn’t be with you. You guys say you’re my friends but you’re not! You scrutinize me for everything and expect me to be just like you! Hyunsuk and them don’t!”

Jinsang sighed. “How many times do we have to tell you that people like them don’t belong with people them us?” he asked, feeling tired of this same conversation.

You shook your head. “No, people like you don’t belong with people like me and them. You’re all so closed-minded and focus so much on social status. News flash, social status is just a construct that idiotic people like yourselves live by.”

“Poor people feed of rich people, Y/N,” Hyunwoo said. “Don’t come crying when you realize this.”

“No, you’re wrong. Are some people like that? Sure, but not Hyunsuk and them. They have never once asked me for anything with monetary value. They don’t try to get into parties or anything like that,” you defended. “When they look at me, they see me, not my wealth like you guys. They support me and like me for me. They’re my real friends, not you assholes.”

They all gasped. “Y/N, if you leave now, don’t think about coming back,” Hyunseo glared. “You can’t just leave us. We’ve been friends since childhood.”

You cocked an eyebrow. “Yeah? Watch me.” Then, picking up the skirt of your dress, you rushed off to your limo, giving your driver Hyunsuk’s address. You were so close before you hit traffic. “I’m just gonna run there, tell my parents if they ask.”

Before he could say anything, you were out of the limo and holding up the skirt of your dress as you ran to Hyunsuk’s apartment. You probably looked insane wearing a ball gown and running around the streets of Seoul, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was getting to Hyunsuk’s to show that he mattered to you and was more important that your asshole friends.

Finding his apartment, you starting knocking on the door rapidly. When Hyunsuk opened the door, he was surprised to see you there, panting like crazy. “Am I too late?” you asked in between breaths.

He couldn’t help but smile a wide smile. “No, you’re right on time,” he said, welcoming you in.

“Damn, Y/N, you’re a little dressed up for movies and games,” Seunghun teased, happy that you showed up after all.

Jiwon grinned. “It’s a cute dress,” she said, happy for Hyunsuk.

“Come on, I can’t imagine you’ll want to just chill in that dress,” Hyunsuk chuckled, grabbing your hand and leading you to his bedroom. He shut the door behind him. “What did you do, run here?”

You nodded, “Yes.”

He looked at you. “Wait, really?”

“Well, not from Hyunseo’s house, but from a few blocks away. It wasn’t easy in these dagger heels,” you confessed as you removed the previously mentioned heels. Then, surprising him, you grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him. It was a passionate kiss, one that you hoped declared your love for him. Your lips moved in sync and you liked the way his hands cupped your face. When you finally pulled away, he had such a dopey smile on his face that you absolutely adored. “I just broke up with my friends because they’re assholes. You’re more important to me than them and I’m sorry it took me this long to finally realize that. You were never second best, Hyunsuk. You've always been more.”

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “It’s okay. What matters is that you left them and now you completely have us. We’re here for you no matter what, Y/N,” he told you before pecking your lips once more.

You changed into a pair of his sweatpants and one of his shirts before joining the others in the living room. The night was so simple. Card games, movies that were barely paid attention to, and cheap beer. There were no expensive desserts, extravagant outfits, and not an asshole in sight. In summary, it was the best night of your life.

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A/N: I'm so sorry it's taken me this long to finally post something! Writer's block hit me hard this week but I finally pushed through last night! Anyway, thank you for your support and I hope you enjoy this 💕💕💕

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velvetgons · 5 years

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seunghun as your boyfriend;

seunghun x reader

warnings; hm maybe some swearing but nothing else :)

word count; 3.2k

requested; yes :) the junkyu one is already done and is under my writing// tag!

so what’s seunghun’s vibe i hear u ask? well it’s: ROMANCE

seunghun is the epitome of movie romance boy babey!!

you’d still meet him a very Normal and Generic setting, though

but it would still be super cute and the kind of experience where you think about it later that night and you gotta think ‘did that actually happen??’

i’m thinking a coffee shop because idk i got those chill vibes from seunghun

it’d be this really small niche coffee shop that plays the lo-fi hip-hop radio 24/7 and you only really go there because a. it’s small so there’s not a lot of people and b. the drinks are just so good?? you don’t know what they’re doing to make everything taste five star restaurant worthy but you don’t care!!

and one day you go there just to be chilled out and continue to work your way through the entire menu to test your theory that god himself is making these drinks

but when you’re just sitting and ~chilling~ you hear the door open

n you honestly don’t usually look up because it’ll just be another hipster teenager walking in, which is very valid and you’ve lowkey started to think that hipster fashion is maybe not so bad

(your friends disagree but i mean, who’s actually seeing hipster fashion up close and personal daily??)

but this time ur just like hm wonder who’s coming in today

and oh my god?? you feel like your brain has just short-circuited

there’s this cute ass boy with the softest looking hair wearing an oversized soft jumper walking into the shop with these pretty eyes that are glancing around to observe the space

and your interest is peaked, so you’re paying full attention to him now like godly drink? not important there is the most beautiful man over there and you are about ready to die with how shocked you are

and then he just. gets his coffee and you think he’s gonna turn and leave so you’re :((

but as he about reached the door he turns his head a little and he sees you and he’s like :O

tbh he’d probably actually gasp like yeah that’s seunghun and he’s shocked!

and he wants to walk over to your table but he doesn’t know if you want company or if you want to be left alone

so he’s 365 so stressed and rushes out of the coffee shop because omg he can’t make someone ((and himself)) nervous that’s too much to do in one day

and so now you’re left wondering like?? was that a good shocked face and run away? because that’s definitely not usually a good sign

but you go back the next day as usual except this time you’re waiting for something ((spoiler: it’s seunghun. you went there to see the Cute Boy.))

and tbh you don’t think he’s gonna come back because i mean who gasps and runs out of a building for a good reason

but he does!! and he’s being ‘sly’ okay seunghun trying to check to see if you’re there that day and when he sees you sat there like yesterday he’s so excited

he’s been getting prepped all throughout yesterday and mostly through the night because he didn’t sleep properly

but now he’s ready to go ask if he can sit with you and make nice polite pleasant conversation

forgive him he’s only on phase one of his long-term plan to marry the cute person he saw at the coffee shop

so he gets his coffee and he walks over to you and says in the uwu small text “hello! does anybody sit here or is this seat free?”

and i mean first of all it’s completely unnecessary for him to sit with you like there’s so many free seats

but lowkey yeah you’ve been thinking about him too so you’d say yes

even if there is the slight worry that he might be a serial killer you decide to Take The Chance this one time

and omg as soon as you said yes seunghun could swear his heart did a keyboard smash and then stopped beating for a whole minute

but he takes his seat! and then completely freezes

he just doesn’t know what to say at first :(( he’s worried he’ll say something weird or not say enough to impress you so he just sits quietly and drinks his coffee

but then he sees that you’re wearing this cute lil necklace so he’s like “wowie!! that necklace is super cute :))”

and of course you’d say “omg!! thank you so much!!”

and like tbh. he gets so much confidence from them on. he just takes that one small comments and creates a whole conversation from

he asks where you got the necklace, if you shop there often, if you shop overall often, what other things you like to shop for, what other things you like in general

when it gets to a time that either one of you have to leave, seunghun genuinely wouldn’t want to, and if he had plans he’d check to see if he could cancel them without feeling guilty to spend time with you

but if you had to leave or if he couldn’t cancel his plans he’s gonna be a sad boy

you honestly just feel like you’ve been on a date tbh

so you’d honestly forget the inhibition and be like “aw :(( well it’s okay just give me your number so we can do this again!”

and you only realise when he does the same face he did yesterday that oh whoops maybe you didn’t fully realise that you were saying that

he just makes you feel really comfortable so you honestly forget about things that would’ve made you nervous with other people

but once he recovers from the shock he’d just be like “:] yeah okay that sounds fine with me”

and he just wants to talk to you 24/7!! but he refrains from texting you all the time because he doesn’t want you to end up finding him annoying :-)

tbh though he’d respond to your texts pretty quickly all the time either way? if he’d been talking to you all day, then his responses would take like ten seconds while he typed them out. but if you hadn’t been talking to him at all, his responses would probably still only take fifteen minutes max unless he was busy with something

on that note, he’d tell you whenever he was busy with things so you didn’t ever think he was purposefully ignoring you

and he’d take you out to different coffee shops in an attempt to prove or disprove your theory about the niche lil one you go to

and if you had hobbies like visiting museums or shopping? he’d totally come along with you!!

brings you along on little trips he takes too!! if he’s going to buy something from a store he doesn’t usually go to? guess who he’s inviting!!

tries to make you push him around in the cart to see how long you can go until a staff member tells him to get out (your current record is an hour and twenty-one minutes)

tbh everyone around you would probably think you were dating?? like your friends just assume you’ve told him that you like him already and now you’re just dating

and seunghun’s probably told his friends that he was In Love with you the day he met you, because he firmly believes in soulmates even if he friends don’t

after being close friends with you for like six months you’d probably think it was time to give him a big speech about how you like him as more than just a friend

so you sit him down and give him this whole lengthy rehearsed statement like “first of all, seunghun, i really don’t want to ruin this friendship…”

and by the time you’re done rambling about how much you think he’s amazing and perfect in every way he’s like

“well, i’m really touched, seriously, i’m tearing up a little…” and you’re like :(( he’s trying to let me down gently at least, but then he just goes, “but i thought we were already dating???”

and, first of all, you’re kinda just like ok damn that was seriously unnecessary then huh. but second of all, that’s definitely not bad news!!

so you kinda just laugh n say, “we never agreed that !”

and he’d say “well you know i kinda just assumed :( my bad”

and then you become the meme (you know the one where the guy’s like “that ain’t no problem, that ain’t no problem!” that one)

but anyway! now you have a big babey as your boyfriend so you struck out there

and like. nothing changes? you’d have thought that at least something would change but now he just gets to kiss you!! and that’s about it

seunghun is a hand holding enthusiast, first of all

he loves making you really do really obscure odd things with him that if anyone else asked you to do you’d be like ‘no wtf’

but with seunghun it’s like: go find the strangest most ugly painting in an art store and take a picture of you imitating them mood it portrays? sure that sounds fun! even more fun when you actually buy it!

or maybe he wants to make a scarecrow entirely out of pictures of himself? and you’re just like, “sure, yeah, that sounds like a fun activity”

idk if this is just an english thing or if it’s world-wide but you know like pub knowledge quizzes? he’d make you go to things like that on subjects neither of you have no idea about at all

but he’d also do really cute things with you or for you sometimes :(

like, he’ll buy cards with pretty art or cute cartoons on the front and write you lil short paragraphs about a different aspect of you that he loves

or he’ll get a collection of different flower bouquets and put them all together for you

and he’s not scared to admit it either!! if you bring it up in front of other people’s he doesn’t get embarrassed because that’s his mfing baby!!

gives you about a thousand kisses every day but his favourite kind of kiss is when you give him lil pecks or pepper his cheeks with kisses :)) they make him feel all warm n cuddly n safe

all of his kisses are very sweet and soft for the most part though

and tbh he doesn’t really kiss you for any other reason than a. he knows you like being kissed omg and b. it’s such a cute lil way of showing affection

he also adores having the classic late night conversations

okay but: seunghun loves going outside late at night, he doesn’t care really whether it’s cold or warm but summer nights after a long day are his favourites, and lying or sitting on a blanket with you and having you both go off on different tangents about a thousand different things you’ve been thinking of or that you have an opinion on

for example, his fixation with soulmates

you ask him one of the many times you’re sat outside looking at the stars with him why he’s so obsessed with the concept of soulmates

and he’d kinda just shrug at you and be like “i just really do think they’re real. i really, really believe in them. that’s about it.” and he’s got these big cute eyes that are reflecting the stars and you’re two seconds away from giving him a smooch

but he’s not done!! he’d go on to be like, “well i mean. i did think they were real, but now i know they’re real because i’ve met mine.”

you might cry a lil bit at that. that’s understandable.

but he’s smiling so softly and his eyes are so starry and pretty and he’s like “can i give you a kiss :-)”

and you’re just like :(( yeah, yes pls

you’d realise a while into your relationship that he’d gotten a necklace that matched the one he’d complimented when he first met you too

and when you’d ask him why he’d tell you it was because he wanted a reminder of you and meeting you with him always

if you came to watch him practice or expressed an overt interest in his debut or anything to do with his passion he’d be so happy!! he’d love to explain things to you, or show you new choreographies and songs he was working on

i feel like seunghun’s the type to wanna have lil conversations before bed

he already knows how your day’s been because if he hasn’t been keeping in regular contact with you throughout the day, he’s definitely asked you the second he sees you

he just wants to have another run-down over it so he can comment on stuff more in depth if he hadn’t had the chance before

tells you about his day and discusses how he’s felt about things so he can hear your opinion on them too

omg but you two would definitely spill tea together i mean, if there’s drama in your day? guess who’s getting a text w a tea emoji so he knows you have something to tell him about when you see him in person

and if he sees some stuff go down? he’d probably straight up call you in a bathroom to start telling you the story before he had to rush off to make sure he didn’t miss anything

you two just gossip. you both know everything about everyone. that one girl from your class who sits in the second row and always has to borrow a pencil from someone and you think it’s because she likes someone in the class? he knows about that. he has a theory on that.

we all also know seunghun’s kinda loud right?

because if he’s hyping you up, he’s Hyping You Up

you go out shopping with him and some friends? they’re like “wow that’s a cute shirt!!” but seunghun’s like “you are the most beautiful human being on this planet” (bass boosted)

has two different reactions when you compliment him:

either it’s “omg not here i’m gonna blush and that will so embarrassing for the both of us!!!”

or it’s “thank you for saying my shoes are nice i would die for you :-*”

either way, you’re just like :] of course any-time buddy

onto another topic, seunghun has a range of different pet-names for you

in private it’s like “my angel !! my baby !! my princess !! my lil love-bug cuddle-bug uwu machine wife !!”

but in public it’s like your full name. or maybe ‘babe’ if he’s feeling bold.

he just doesn’t want his friends to tease him because he Knows they would never let him live it down if they heard his nicknames for you

also seunghun seems like the type to leave you audio messages instead of just texting you? especially if he was gonna say something cute because now there can’t be any screenshots

(if u two have tea to spill and have to be apart, you best believe you’re sending each other audio of you laughing or commenting or at the very least giving a dramatic rendition of how arguments happened)

but his normal audio messages are usually just him telling you that he loves you a lot :) and he hopes you have a good day :) and reminders to eat and drink regularly :) and if you ever show this to anyone he’ll fight you >:)

just so you know, play-fighting doesn’t exist with seunghun because the concept is dumb to him

so either you’re wwe fighting or you’re not qualified to fight him

saying that, if you try and tickle him, it’s over. just don’t do it. he will not accept that sort of treachery in his home

funny how he says that and then would also spend a couple of hours cuddling you while you’re wrapped up in blanket so you can ‘feel like you would on a cloud’

the duality!

still makes you do dumb stuff after you start dating though that’s not going away

you wanna go for a walk as soon as the sun starts to rise so you can see the sky change colours and look really pretty? how can you say no to that offer!

he’d do that but then get genuinely concerned when you say you’re tired before at the very least after 5pm

he just doesn’t like the idea of you not being healthy and happy

on this topic, i really don’t think seunghun’s the type to argue? about anything?

he just. he just doesn’t get angry very often tbh. maybe he’d get annoyed with you occasionally but if he has an issue with something you’re doing he’ll just tell you bro he’s not pressed about it

and he really expects you to do the same if it’s something that you seriously don’t like because he won’t be offended by it

he’s a firm believe that you’re both best friends!! you can tell each other anything and nothing comes with negatives if it’s something you need to address with one another!!

like, getting jealous? yeah, he does!! but he’s rational and he knows he can trust you so what’s there to get seriously mad about

and if you get jealous? that’s fine, as long as you know too that he’s serious about how you two are supposed to be able to fully trust one another so you don’t need to be worried about anything

he doesn’t get snappy when he’s tired, he just wants to take a nap and maybe get a cuddle while he does :))) as long as you’re fine with that, he’s not bothered

he’d get quite upset if you snapped at him though, and he’d make sure to tell you whenever you calmed down from your mood that you can just tell him if you’re not in a good place or if you’re tired and he’ll give you your space

he always seems like a person who’s so quick to bounce back from things? and i think he’d like to be able to just rant at you sometimes about how he’s really feeling before he has to rationalise it just so he isn’t bottling anything up

gives you genuine heart eyes when you remind him that it’s okay for him to have normal human emotional reactions to things like everybody else does

tbh seunghun would give you heart eyes all the time :///

i feel like this one’s been shorter than others but i just. i just honestly think dating seunghun would be a really nice pleasant experience?

he’s just such a genuinely good person and has so much he wants to do with you

(he’d probably make a lil bucket list hhhhh)

would probably conclude that he’s definitely gonna marry you from the very moment he first started talking to you tbh

like he would constantly remind you, he firmly believes that you two are actual soulmates, so no problem is too big for the both of you to face in his eyes :((

#sEuNgHuN sEuNgHuN #i love my bAbY #writing//#ygtblbr #ygtb imagines #ygtb scenarios #ygtb reactions #yg treasure box reactions #yg treasure box scenarios #yg treasure box imagines

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leejeongz · 3 years

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first kiss with CIX

requested: yes, by anon

🔅thanks for requesting! i hope you like it 🥺 i’m so sorry it took so long, i wanted to take my time with it hehe🔅

a/n- from now on, i am not going to add gifs to reactions. i am aware that some gifs creators aren’t happy when people use them and so i don’t want to fuel their anger anymore as i can completely understand their point.

💙bx:

even though he was your boyfriend, you’d still never been to byounggon’s apartment. you’d always pictured what it would look like. probably lots of clothes, lots of colour, maybe some abstract art on the wall. he was always eager for you to come over but you didn’t want to intrude or overstay your welcome. plus you hadn’t been dating for that long and it just didn’t feel right yet.

“i’m going into town to pick up some stuff for lunch” you replied to byounggon’s whiney message asking what you were doing today.

“can’t you come over instead? i miss you” he replied in an instant. he must be bored, you thought, wrapping your favourite scarf around your neck and heading out.

you were closer to the shops than to your house when you felt a few droplets of rain splash onto your head, followed by many more. “a bit of rain never hurt anyone” you thought, continuing to walk. some time passed, your walking pace had gotten slower, your nose has gotten redder, and byounggon had gotten more anxious thinking you could be out there, catching a cold. a single clash of thunder and you were straight on the phone to your boyfriend. “okay i’ll come over now” you blurted out, half joking half not. he asked many times again and again just to confirm that you were indeed, coming over and until every sense of a joke had disappeared.

you arrived at his apartment looking like a drowned rat.

“cute” he patted your dripping wet hair as you entered. “there’s some clothes on the sofa” he shouted to you while shutting the door “you can change in the bathroom if you like. there’s a towel on the radiator too.”

you cautiously picked up the clothes and walked gingerly to his bathroom. while in there, you realised you didn’t even take in your surroundings, did it look like you’d imagined? you’d never imagined the toilet before so you couldn’t really say at this point but-. your thoughts were cut off by the sound of speakers crackling.

you went to see what the awful noise was, luckily you’d gotten dressed by this point but that didn’t even cross your mind.

“even cuter” he said, turning from his “music corner” to face you looking all cozy and warm in his oversized hoodie and sweats. you walked closer to him to see what song he was playing, it sounded familiar and less crackly than before.as you got closer his arms stretched out. the sleeves of his black hoodie covered his hands, which he soon pulled out to rest on your waist.

“can i kiss you?” he asked politely in a soft voice. you shyly nodded at him in response.

you leaned in and your lips met. his lips were a little chapped and yours weren’t in the best state either because of the weather, but it was definitely something you never wanted to forget. he didn’t rush it, but it wasn’t too slow either, it was filled with love and care. usually you’d curse the rain for ruining your plans, but today was an exception.

💛seunghun:

you weren’t even dating yet, but jfc everyone knew you would be soon. somehow you’d become friends with the popular guy, the one who sat with the IT girls for lunch, the one who could always be seen at festivals and concerts at the weekend, the one who everyone wanted to be with. it all started when you exchanged disgusted looks across the classroom when some delinquent said they ate banana on pizza, and from then, many snaps were sent, many seating plans were changed because he was “getting distracted” and he’d even started sitting with you and your friends some days for lunch, which the popular clique weren’t too impressed about.

you’d never been to his house before but that was about to change. you arrived at his front door and were greeted by two rather large dogs barking and a panicked seunghun. he hurried you upstairs since he gathered they could be pretty scary when you meet them for the first time. you sat on the edge of his bed after being told to make yourself comfortable.

here” he handed you his gaming controller “pick something to watch” you were quite relieved that he wasn’t going to make you play some weird game that you knew you’d lose at. instead you put on white chicks, which you had both seen numerous times before.

it wasn’t long before you both had gotten bored of the film and your phone battery was just a tiny red slither. footsie had been played countless times but you were enjoying each other’s company so you didn’t wanna announce that you were bored. before you knew it, seunghun had snatched your phone from your hands “i’ll charge it for you” he said, plugging it in.

there was nothing left to do other than mess with your nails. seunghun rolled onto his side and looked at you for a second before asking you “have you kissed many guys?” it was abrupt and you probably thought his intentions weren’t in the right place, but he couldn’t help what just came out of his mouth.

“a few” you responded. you picked at your nailed some more, staring at them like they were the most interesting thing in the world. “have you kissed many people?” you retaliated.

“some” he responded, rolling back onto his back. “do you maybe-“ this time he stopped to think before continuing “want one? from me i mean.”

you smiled to yourself before turning to face him. “sure”.

it didn’t last very long, his right hand was on your cheek while your left hand naturally found its way to the back of his neck. your cheeks were definitely bright red, but his temperature indicated that he was probably the same.

“you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to do that for” he smiled, pulling away. “so is this our first date?” he asked outright

“do you want it to be?” you avoided the question, making him answer it. you definitely wanted it to be, but whatever you said you knew he’d tease you.

“no i thought i’d just kiss you as a friend” he rolled his eyes, going in for another.

🤍yonghee:

three dates in and you were pretty sure that you liked him, and that he liked you back. he’d taken you to his favourite cafe without even realising it was your favourite too, he’d taken you to a art gallery which was a pretty big deal, you thought, and you’d just finished your date at the park. you packed away all the empty boxes into your picnic basket to throw away when you got home and he helped, brushing hands occasionally which made your heart go crazy every time.

“this was really nice, i’m glad the weather didn’t change” he chucked, bringing his legs to his chest and wrapping his arms around them. he looked at you for a reaction but you just smiled, not even looking in his direction. “you do feel the same way, right?” he asked, bewildered by your silence.

you finally glanced up at him “yes i do” it was quite formal looking back but at least you told him.

“then why the shyness?” he asked, almost saddened by your sudden change in character.

“because i didn’t wanna come off as too… much” you said. “i didn’t want you to see me go beetroot red either like now but here we are” you laughed, getting back to your normal self to get rid of the awkwardness.

“you’re so cute” he cooed whilechuckling, moving his arms to balance himself while he leaned over to give you a gentle kiss.

you didn’t fight it. it’s what you wanted since day one. but you were nervous and it was unexpected, you didn’t want him to think you weren’t enjoying it but you barely moved.

“was that too much?” he pulled back slowly, slightly embarrassed.

“no” you replied softly with an unmovable smile on your face. you looked back over to him, he had one eye shut and the other was squinting. you moved your head to block the sun and smiled widely at him. “can we do that again?” you asked innocently.

“please” he laughed a little, leaning in once again. this time you lead the kiss, proving to him that you felt the same way as him. his hand slowly made its way to your waist. you jumped slightly which made him smile into the kiss. your stomach flipped every time you realised what was going on and you were getting more flustered by the second, but of course yonghee found it adorable and it made him smile even more.

🖤jinyoung:

it was very rare that you and jinyoung got free time together, alone. you’re not even sure if you’d had any since getting together. you always had work to do or exams to prepare for or family matters to deal with. he was always dancing or studying or with his family too. you made do with the little time you had together but it always left you both wanting to share more intimate moments. you could only do so much on facetime.

“why aren’t you at school?” he asked in response to you showing up on screen in your bed. “are you sick? do you want me to come over? oh god are you skipping school?! i mean that’s cool but we all know… you lack… ya know… brain cells. you need to be there babe,” he joked while waiting for an answer.

“first of all, my lack of brain cells has nothing on my lack of taste when it comes to men. second of all, my school is closed because the heating is broken and it’s like -200°C. do you want us all to freeze to death?” you retaliated sarcastically.

“ideally” he replied, setting his phone down on the desk while he put a hoodie over his tshirt.

“well i was going to say you could come over since i’m home alone all day but i don’t think I want you to anymore” you fake sulked even though he couldn’t see you.

“no i’m getting ready now you don’t have a choice” he announced, picking his phone back up and heading outside of his shared accommodation.

he arrived at your door in no time.

“did you run?” you asked, watching him stagger his way up your driveway panting like a dog.

“no” he obviously lied. “well yes” he confessed “but only so i could do this”. he put his ice cold hands on your cheeks and started to lean in.

“the neighbours” you pushed him away slightly, pointing to all the houses on your street.

“fuck your neighbours, have they had to wait 600 years to kiss their girl/boyfriend?” with that, your lips finally collided. you soon forgot about the idea that people were watching and became fully immersed in the kiss. you’d wanted to make the move for so long, if you knew he was okay with an audience you would have done it in front of your friends.

it was the longest kiss either of you had ever had, undeniably the best too. it was innocent, yet hungry. passionate and sincere but hasty. everything you expected it to be and more.

💜hyunsuk:

not a single day passed where you didn’t think about kissing hyunsuk, but every time you tried, you always chickened out. it was the same whenever he tried to either. the mood was never right, you wanted to remember the kiss yet he’d always spring it on you at the most random times, that’s why you always pulled back or pushed him away.

today you were cleaning out some of your old make up, most of it had passed its use by date, some just wasn’t your style anymore and the rest you were gonna keep. hyunsuk being hyunsuk just wanted to be around you, so he came over and watched while messing in every little item on your desk.

“what about this?” you asked, holding up a sealed lip tint, knowing he wasn’t really paying attention to you.

“yeah that’s nice” he replied dismissively. you shook your head and threw the lip tint into the space you’d made on the floor for stuff to give to your friends.

“hey, why throw it there? i said it was nice,” he questioned. you were a little taken back, was he actually listening?

“when have you ever seen me wear that shade?” you retorted. you stared at his face intently before coming up with a fun plan. “i think it will look nice on you though, actually, can i put some on for you?” by this point, you’d embodied the pleading face emoji, he wasn’t gonna say no to that.

“only if i can put some on you after” you nodded, he’d forget about that anyway, you thought. he picked up the lip tint and passed it to you. you stood in front of him and puckered to show him what to do. he followed and you applied it gently. you hated to admit it but it did look really good on him, even though you’d only said it as a mindless joke.

“all done” you said, turning him on your chair to face the mirror.

“hmm pretty!” he spun back around to face you who was still crouched at his height so you could admire it even more. to your surprise, he grabbed your face and pulled it towards his. he planted one sticky peck on your lips before looking to see the mess he’d created. “not enough” he whispered to himself before returning his lips back to yours for longer this time. it was more intense. he seemed to throw himself into this one a bit more, and so did you. your lips moved together instinctively and your hands found their way over his shoulders while his steadied you are your hips.

“that was our first kiss, you know?” you asked once he’d pulled away and giggled a bit.

“wait really?” his eyes went wide and his hands were quickly removed from your sides. “i’m sorry, i got caught up in the moment, i hope it was okay” he rambled.

“it was perfect” you smiled “now here” you handed him a make up wipe “we can do it again after you’ve got that sticky mess from around your lips, okay?”

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rkevent · 5 years

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There are only two episodes left and twenty-five contestants. By the end of the night, your finalists will be revealed. As always, the highlights of the previous episode play on the screen to remind you of everything that happened last week. It goes from a few seconds of the best performers and the eliminations to the revelation of the coaches and what’s about to come. Divided into five groups, the remaining contestants are to represent the companies they’re assigned under. Being the semi-finals, performances are expected to keep their high quality, and, hopefully, surpass it.

The camera pans over the new empty set and, slowly, it is filled with the 1500 viewers who managed to catch a spot in the audience to watch the performances before anyone else. A crew outside gets some comments out of the people waiting in line. “KT has my two favorite contestants!” Says a girl besides her friend. “I’m cheering for LEE NAKYUNG and SIA KIM! They’re both charming ladies so I understand why Katie Lee would want them under her label.” Her friend quickly shakes her head. “Of course I’m here for the team that’ll actually win, Royal. They have LEE SUWOONG and DO KYUNGSOO. This is the team to be frightened.” The scene changes for a mom and a smaller boy, the latter being the one interviewed. “I’m here to cheer for MIYAWAKI SAKURA! I really hope she’ll win!”

Back inside the set, a man makes his way onto the center of the big stage. He is Hong Jinwoo, the MC assigned to present this episode. “Hello, all, and thank you for being here today!” The crowd cheers in response. “My name is Hong Jinwoo and it’s a pleasure to be here as well. Before we start our performances, why don’t we hear from our judges first?” The view changes to the five chairs and the five people sitting on them. It’s your favorite CEOs! “Thank you all for coming,” Seo Jisub starts it off today. “Today we take one last step before the end. Our contestants have prepared their performances according to the companies they were assigned. Each group will have one of their members eliminated, and those who make it through will officially become a finalist. So welcome to the sixth episode and semi-finale of the Mnet Global Auditions!”

They show the cheering crowd once again as they build their expectations for what’s about to come. The MC takes back his role and begins to introduce the acts. “Now, let’s receive our very first act of the day. Here comes the Sphere contestants!” He motions with his arm towards where the contestants appear, five in total. They’re CHWE HANSOL, KANG DANIEL, MIYAWAKI SAKURA, NAM JOOHYUK, and PARK WOOJIN. “Action!” And then all the team members clap their hands in near unison before saying their team name. “We are Hollywood!”

Before they can take their places, the scene changes to the outside of the Sphere building and, then, their designated practice room. DANIEL and WOOJIN arrive together first. “It’ll be nice to have a practice room we don’t have to share with another team,” the first one comments before the rest of their teammates show up. HANSOL approaches him. “Hey, can we talk?” And the two take a seat by themselves to have a chat. “I wanted to talk to you because I didn’t want there to be an odd air between us and I wanted to be upfront so that we could get any weird tension out of the way. I have to admit that based off of last week working with your team in the same room that I did start to feel rather annoyed and put off by both you and Kenta because of all the fooling around.” A very short compilation of the two either whining or doing something weird last week appears with a black-and-white filter before return to the present. “I gotta admit going into that it’s really concerning me. I’m just questioning how committed you are to actually working towards the same goal.”

DANIEL appears sitting for his interview. “Vernon saw me at my worst last week, so he had some doubts going in. Dancing was really difficult.” The interviewer moves on the next question. “There’s been quite some criticism of your guitar, including from contestant Jo Yuri. Any thoughts on what she said?” The boy relaxes a bit before moving on. “I don’t know if Yuri-ssi has actually watched my performances. If she did, she would know I’ve done just about everything someone can do on this show.” As he lists them, DANIEL counts them on his fingers. “I played a self-composed song, I played guitar, I sang. I rapped. I played bass- Just in last week’s performance alone, I sang, rapped, and danced. I don’t know what more she’d like from me, but she can let me know if she’d like. I’m always looking to improve,” and so he smiles.

The view returns to the inside of their practice room and the three assigned coaches making their way inside. Two of them are members of the boy group CONVEX, Jinki, and Jinwook, while the third is the winner of last season, Go Hojung. “They’re so nice! And supportive!” SAKURA says in her own interview. “I’m glad to have them as coaches. They’re wonderful people.” It’s Jinwook who appears next to leave a comment. “It’s been three years since I’ve been here as a contestant myself, and I never expected I’d be invited back to coach. People may be concerned that our team is weak in dancing, but it’s definitely workable. You might not believe it, but Jinki’s the strict one between us. He’s going to make them work hard!”

They all sit together trying to throw ideas of what they should choose to perform. “I don’t know idols very well,” DANIEL admits, “but I listened to all of Sphere’s artists last night and they all seem generally bright but really versatile.” No one seems to go against him for that. “We could always do a remix of a Convex song? Or a mashup with one?” He suggests, but WOOJIN doesn’t seem to like that idea very much. “Maybe you should focus on learning the dance instead of spending time remixing songs.” The other looks down. “I think giving everyone plenty of time to learn the dance is important,” Jinwook chimes in. “Dancing for non-dancers is hard, so it would be better not to do any complicated remixes unless they can come together quickly.”

While the others work on the song, PARK WOOJIN steps aside to learn the choreography by himself. “I ended up being the only dancer in the group, so I had to help the others out with choreography and stuff. Since all my previous teammates had been dancers,” he explains. “I don’t think I’m good enough to be taking that role, but someone had to.” The boy appears dancing until late at night, keeping up with practice because of the role he had been automatically applied. He huffs and puffs when he ends the routine, and before he can start again the scene changes back to the stage where the five members stand ready to perform.

The song starts taking over the set. It’s only the soft instrumental at first before KANG DANIEL says the first few lines. The performance may start soft, but the dancing is demanding on the details. To start the chorus comes SAKURA, the only female in the group, followed by WOOJIN and then the girl again, who returns to show she can also rap. When it’s time for the second chorus, HANSOL is the one to start it until JOOHYUK joins along. It’s HANSOL also returns with a rap. WOOJIN leads the finale as the center of the dance break and the eventual end.

“I think…” HANSOL comments, “it was like I met a song where I was finally in my element. I don’t have anything to complain about. I really enjoyed myself on stage this week.”

“Hello! We’re Polaris!” The next group says in unison, a reference to the company’s theme, and receives cheers from the audience. They’re the ones from Nova, the second to stand on stage tonight. The group is composed by CHOI YEWON, KIM SEUNGHUN, SEO CHANGBIN, TAKADA KENTA, and WANG JACKSON. One by one, they introduce themselves individually before they move to their starting positions as the lights fade away.

All the members are inside Nova’s practice room when they appear on screen again and they zoom in to capture their reactions when the coaches join them. While they don’t look surprised, the strong aura of Nova’s future idols and trainee have intimidates the five. Before the group starts discussing song options, coach Lee Sunmi advises them to pick a song with a strong stage presence that would fit the company’s image. The coaches share some notes with the contestants, telling them the areas they want them to improve, but it’s KENTA who receives harsher feedback from SUNMI, who says she didn’t even expect him to make it past the last round, but he should work hard. “I’ll do my best!” He nods and answers. Following the advice received from the trio of coaches, the group spends most of the day going over songs and getting to know one another, settling on Run by ATS as their final choice.

It’s when they start working on the line distributions and choosing centers that things get more heated up. SEUNGHUN is the first to raise his hand to demonstrate an interest in singing the high note, followed by JACKSON, another well-known vocalist from this season. The group decides to have both of them singing the part to pick the best voice and the older boy is the one who ends up with the position. On the other hand, when it comes to the one who’s starting the performance, things are not solved so easily. YEWON seems clearly upset when KENTA says he’d like to do it and doesn’t hold back her opinions, bluntly pointing out the spot is not a good fit for the dancer. “No, I can do it. You have the first lines, so I think it works better if you come out from behind, like RM does, in the original.” KENTA protests, trying to prove his point. “Look this is going to sound harsh, but I just don’t think you can pull off the role. I’ve seen your performances, and I just would feel better if you took a different role.” She says. The boy insists and promises to work hard and prove he deserves to be there. “Please, don’t underestimate me.” He asks and she waves a hand dismissively at the male. “Fine, fine, whatever.”

It seems to be just the start of a tough week as the first run-through doesn’t go well. While they sing in front of the coaches, Sunmi and Son Seungwan exchange horrified glances. “Alright, listen!” Seungwan says as she gets their attention. “I noticed how you’re all just vocalizing as a vocal warm-up before you start practicing. That’s great, but before you even think of making a sound, you also have to prepare the muscles that you’ll be using to make those sounds.” Her words are followed by real instructions and tips on how to do that. “Ah right, it will hurt for some of you… YEWON! CHANGBIN! Come here please.” She picks the rappers for the demonstration. What seemed to be simple throat massages, cause them unbearable pain. CHANGBIN grab at her arm and his face scrunches up. “Help me!” He responds weakly. The scene cuts to minutes later, Seungwan edited with an army uniform and the words ‘Sergeant Son’ appear on the screen as she points out their lack of stability. “Run in laps around the training room as you sing.” It’s clear she’s not joking. Even the most athletic members struggle with the mission and the same happens when they show clips of the group planking, with KENTA losing balance and being scolded by the coaches, then running laps one more time. “A-again?’ SEUNGHUN asks with a pitiful look. “Go, go! You can do it!” Lee Sungyeol encourages them cheerfully. They are shown afterward, everyone dripping in sweat and looking exhausted. “Sunmi! Wendy! What have you done to the children?” Sungyeol asks, looking at them.

Dance practices are also challenging, CHANGBIN visibly struggling more than others. A montage of different days of practice appears, collecting mistakes and nicely executed moves by the dancers and forming a huge mosaic, Sunmi’s voice in the background giving them some pointers. “What if we slow down a bit? Like… Go over it at 0.75x speed instead of normal until the sequence is perfectly memorized and we make no mistakes?” SEUNGHUN suggests when they are the only ones in the room, and it seems to work for them. Facing different struggles, the camera shows KENTA looking down when CHANGBIN approaches him. “Is everything okay, hyung? You’ve been – a little quiet. Is it because of what they said?” He asks. “Ah, it’s alright. It’s helpful advice! It’s been a little shocking, but that’s how you get cattle to move faster, right? Zap.” The other boy responds and is encouraged by the rapper. “You’ve been doing well, though. Don’t beat yourself up. I know you’ll show your best onstage, regardless of what others might say.” Despite the pressure and the stress, the group has a good time together. During breaks, YEWON and CHANGBIN are seen rapping to popular songs and JACKSON approaches SEUNGHUN for a friendly battle. “Hey, hey, we should have a proper high note battle, you know, the really high one.” He tugs into the younger's sleeve. Going from ‘do’ to ‘sol’ notes, their voices and crazy facial expressions make both burst into laughter. Sungyeol is responsible for bringing snacks to keep everyone healthy and energetic.

The closer they get to the live stage, more improvements are made, but the group could use some fine-tuning. Seungwan visits them again to check their vocals and points out some problems. “Was I too much?” SEUNGHUN asks under his breath to JACKSON, looking confused with the feedback received. Looking for some guidance, the vocalist approaches the coach later. “You’re probably so used to singing solo, so you’re probably not sure how you’ll fit in with a team. And all the more, this is a survival competition, so I understand the pressure of needing to stand out all the time, but this is also a team performance, so balance is very important. You don’t have to go so hard at every line you sing. There are some parts where you just have to take it easy. You have to know which parts call for being the entree and when to be the side dish.” She explains and tells him she believes in him. The coach makes sure to encourage the whole team before she leaves. “Team Nova, I’m counting on you.”

The camera returns to the live stage and the group is now ready to start the performance. All lights are off, but once the instrumentals kick in, a spotlight follows KENTA, who slowly approaches the group. The blue light that suddenly covers the stage reveals the other members right when YEWON starts off the hit song. CHANGBIN is the next and his rap portion is delivered powerfully. The beat picks up and welcomes a fast-paced and intense choreography. The main and lead vocalists, JACKSON and SEUNGHUN, take over the center for the chorus and put more strength into their voices to match the intensity of the part, contrasting with the soft vocals from the pre-chorus. After the team’s efforts, they manage to execute the synchronized choreography well. With good facial expressions and confidence, they show a great stage. KENTA puts emotion in his voice and his movements are expressive. The dreamy atmosphere sets the mood for the moment JACKSON hits the high note perfectly with SEUNGHUN doing the low register. They reach outwards and when they open their hands, petals fall onto the ground. Their performance comes to an end and they get into the ending pose that formed a star with CHANGBIN in the middle.

“Who did you feel was the weakest link on your team?” They ask her, and YEWON doesn’t have a problem replying. “KENTA was the weakest in our group. I just don’t see what he contributes that we don’t already have. He’s not the best singer, his rapping is non-existent. I personally think he’s gotten fortune to have made it this far in this competition.”

Five new people appear, all moving along to the center. They’re the ones under TRC and they’re CHOI MINHO, HWANG YEJI, KANG HYUNGGU, LEE CHAERYEONG, and SHIN RYUJIN. The latter is the one who starts their introduction. “We’re your,” and then they all shout together. “Antidote!”

Appearing in their practice room, the scene that is shown is of their first meeting. Their coaches include two members from K.ARMA, Doyeon, and Sana, as well as the trainee Jung Jinsoul. The first ones to get there are the coaches and they wait for their contestants to arrive. “We had a lot of fun, huh?” Doyeon asks the trainee and the public is reminded that all three of them had actually made their journey together on the previous season, although each one taking a different path. When the contestants arrive, Doyeon seems surprised. “Oh my-” she chuckles while looking at HYUNGGU. “We trained together when I was in high school.” The boy appears in his interview and comments about their relationship. “I actually know Doyeon from a long time ago. We actually trained together at a smaller company when we were both in high school! It’s funny because I went from being her sunbae to us switching up the roles.”

When they sit down to throw song suggestions, CHAERYEONG doesn’t look too content with what they had settled on. She points out how it was too similar to her last few performances and it’d probably look bad on her for repeating. But her teammates work on hard on convincing her that everything will turn out alright and that enough would be different for it not to be the same. CHAERYEONG goes to Jinsoul for help, later on, asking her things about how she could stand out and do her best. Jinsoul tells her that she just needs to be herself and that that would be enough. “Oh and wait CHAERYEONG do this.” Jinsoul smiles and winks and then watches the other girl copy her. “Perfect! I knew it would suit you!”

YEJI and HYUNGGU are assigned the roles of choreography while the other three, MINHO, CHAERYEONG, and RYUJIN, took care of writing their own rap lyrics. RYUJIN is the one who suggests they increment some sort of dance battle into the choreography, and they all agree with it. It’s that same girl who appears working hard to get things done. It’s YEJI the one who approaches her. “RYUJIN ah, you should rest.” She tells her and makes her sit down. “We can do this, ok?” And the other girl does as told, taking some time to relax before they could get back to practicing.

HYUNGGU is the one who brings energy drinks to help encourage everyone to keep up with the high energy until the end of the week. “Getting in a room full of dancers can be tough sometimes,” MINHO says in his interview. “I wondered what we would do because styles can be similar but don’t flow together. HYUNGGU and YEJI made it work in a way that I didn’t feel that struggle or difference at all. I loved their work and we all got to give our input and it turned into a charismatic stage I think is worthy of TRC.”

The screen wobbles, and then suddenly they’re back on the stage, getting ready to perform. RYUJIN is the one who starts the song, and, in between the lyrics, there’s their team name in it. HYUNGGU and YEJI are the ones who take on the chorus along with a couple of words by the other rappers, MINHO and CHAERYEONG. Following it, MINHO takes on the first rap verse following, using the original lyrics he came up with during the week, all while they all danced. After another chorus, CHAERYEONG and RYUJIN show off their own lyrics as well. It’s when they go past the third chorus and a bridge that YEJI gets to do a high note and then they fall into a dance break. The boys divide from the girls, and they act as if they are in a dance break until it leads to them all getting back together and the end of the song.

“MINHO did really well too. I… quite like him, actually.” DO KYUNGSOO says. “He may not look like it but he’s sort of soft inside and treated me well last week.”

The next group makes their way to the stage. They’re JO YURI, SIA KIM, LEE NAKYUNG, WONG YUKHEI, and ZHOU JIEQIONG representing KT. All together, they each make a small heart-bow before saying their introduction. “Shot through the heart! We’re team Foh!cus!” After each of their individual introductions, the members move to their starting positions but are cut by the editing team to show what they were up to during practice.

LEE NAKYUNG can be seen making her way inside the room and, before long, she lets out an excited “Oh my god!” in English as she jumps around the practice room. “It felt crazy, really.” The girl says in her interview. “That’s my dream company and Eclipse is one of my favorite groups just like ChiChi was to me before. It felt crazy that I’d get to spend time with both Minji and Haseul and Luda, too!” Scenes of the coaches entering the room appear on the screen and of NAKYUNG staring at them. “They were all amazing. It really felt like a dream come true!” In contrast to the first girl, another girl appears in her own interview. “Thank god the CEOs all introduced them,” YURI chuckles. “I… didn’t know who everyone was, honestly. I searched Naver to figure out who my coaches were.” She giggles, covering her mouth. “Whoopsie.”

The three female coaches introduce themselves, and Minji goes ahead first. “I’m Kim Minji, Leader of Eclipse, a recently debuted group under KT with a day and night concept.” Below her face, the text appears one by one as if she’s saying exactly what’s expected of the leader. Haseul goes next. “Hello, I’m Jo Haseul, main vocalist of Eclipse. I know how exciting and stressful this time can be. A lot of people don’t understand how hard it is to put yourself out there. I’m… not the most outgoing person, as I’m sure Ariel would be able to confirm, so I know how difficult it can be.”

The team starts working together to figure out which song they’d like to use. They settle on two by ChiChi and SIA works on putting them together alongside JIEQIONG. With the final mix, JIEQIONG gains a new partner in NAKYUNG to choreograph something together for their performance. “Everyone in the group is easy to work with, but I got to try something new this week with mixing our dance break music with SIA so that was really fun,” JIEQIONG says in her interview. “But it’s hard.” Her lips form into a tiny pout. “NAKYUNG and I also got to choreograph the dance break which I loved! She’s really cute and our ideas went nicely together.”

A team name is a necessity in the rules this time around and, for this team, it rises from YUKHEI’s initiative. “Foh!cs, with an exclamation mark after the Foh.” The others pause a moment to think, but then quickly come to an agreement on his suggestion. “The girls from Eclipse, and Luda, were really lovely.” The boy comments. “They gave us lots of pointers and tips and helped as much as they could, maybe even more than they had to.” This leads to a different scene of SIA and Ariel sat side by side in the practice room. “Can I ask what is your main goal? Do you want to be an idol? A singer? To do musicals? To act maybe?” The coach says to the other and it catches her a bit off guard. “Because to be honest with you, I think you could do all of that, I mean, if you so choose and you don’t have to choose only one. But to be an idol, you will have to dance. You’ll be unstoppable if you improve your dancing if you show you can keep up with the dancers in this group.”

The camera slowly zooms into the contestant’s face but doesn’t play what her answer was. Instead, it changes to her interview. “That day was probably one of the biggest learning experiences on the show. Sometimes, we just need someone to tell us we’re doing a good job and it’s enough to make us want to work harder.” With this, the scene changes once again to a different location. They’re back on the stage and with positions ready. It’s time to show what they got.

The other members kneel around YURI who raises from the center while the first few notes start to play, and then the girl winks to the camera before she starts to sing. YUKHEI is the one who starts the chorus and impresses a few of the audience members when he does the famous leg splitting movement, followed by SIA who brings an end to their brief song. That’s only because the song of a record scratching plays loudly, followed by a new beat. The group performs the dance break that NAKYUNG and JIEQIONG had worked on, which leads to the intro of their second song. YUKHEI is the one who starts them off, followed by NAKYUNG. Following the new choreography, the group moves smoothly to the new setting of their performance. By the end, YURI and SIA are the ones in charge of covering the chorus with ad-libs, leading the song to its end.

“I think,” YUKHEI says, “thanks to us all working so well together we did well. It all comes down to teamwork because if we hadn’t worked so well together and trusted each other, we might not have performed exactly like how we practiced it.” PARK WOOJIN appears after. “It’s a bit of an image change for some of them, but even so, they pulled it off really well. I was surprised, honestly, but I should’ve expected their talent to show.”

The final group makes their way to the stage, the five final people to perform. They are DO KYUNGSOO, JEON HEEJIN, KIM HYOJIN, LEE SUWOONG, and SOHN YOUNGJAE. “We are Youth Over Flowers!” They greet before posing like flowers. It’s enough to show before they show a new practice room.

It starts with KYUNGSOO standing quietly and SUWOONG appearing on view, sneaking up behind him and uses his index fingers to pull the corners of the other’s mouth up into a smile. He pushes them in front of a camera and makes sure to introduce them. “Hello, I’m the grumpy kitty, Do Kyungsoo!” Says SUWOONG beehind said boy. “And I’m Suwoong, the cute and fun kitty!” He says with a brighter voice, throwing up a peace sign. KYUNGSOO, still just as quietly, throws up a peace sign as well.

Their coaches are two members of LUXE, Cheri and Ella, and a contestant from the previous season, Jeon Wonwoo. “I know you might be stricken by us,” Ella flips her hair over her shoulder, “and we can take pictures later after we have a song and a dance.” The three of them introduce themselves before Wonwoo appears in his interview. “Team Royal are great! They’re all quite different, so they’ll be able to shine individually but also come together nicely as a team. I think we’ll see new sides of them, too!”

They’re all hard at practice when SUWOONG decides to say something. “Can I try this part, too?” The one he points out had been originally assigned to KYUNGSOO who looks up at his partner. To settle this, Cheri suggests they fight for it to see who’d win the desired part. KYUNGSOO stands up from when he was sitting and moves to the center of the room. “I would like to keep my part,” he says firmly. “I’ve proven that I can embody the dark, mysterious aura from my past performances and I won’t disappoint the audience with my voice.” SUWOONG seems to disagree. “Ah, but it’s a more enticing gaze. The part is short but powerful. It requires someone who has mystery over the subtleties in their expressions, so they can captivate the audience in just a second.” The original owner of the line does not step down. “Please allow me to demonstrate.” With that, he’s the first one to go, performing his part of only a few seconds. SUWOONG goes next, trying it for his own. After a short reunion, Ella is the one who announces the winner, and the line remains with KYUNGSOO.

From then on, it appears their practice time only gets more complicated. No one seems to be quite getting their moves right, and it gets to the point of SUWOONG’s fan escaping from his hand and hitting HEEJIN on the back of the head. The girl looks back or, well, stares at the boy behind her before shaking her head. “It’s fine, let’s just keep going.” The girl says. “We had a lot of ups and downs during the week, so at first I wasn’t really sure how well we’d be able to practice,” HEEJIN comments during her interview. “Everything, generally speaking, was alright.” She squints at the camera before pointing a finger at it. “SUWOONG, you know what you did. You’re lucky all I did was a glare.” Her glare, however, turns into a grin once she’s done.

The tension does continue. “Are you taking this seriously, Kyungie?” SUWOONG asks KYUNGSOO in the middle of another practice. The other doesn’t hold back anymore. “I’ve been here since 5am every weekend morning and am always one of the last to leave. Just because I am not yet as good as you doesn’t mean I am not trying!” The boy throws his fan onto the ground and the room turns silent. “You tell me if I am taking this seriously or not. Let’s have a break, please.” He says before walking out of the room. It’s another time when HYOJIN suggests they all sit down and discuss their feelings. YOUNGJAE decides to speak up. “We had to make the choreography simpler because of you and Taeyang hyung didn’t get to shine properly as a dancer.” A quick flashback shows both HYOJIN and YOUNGJAE standing together on stage alongside TAEYANG, the latter being eliminated. “Is that gonna happen again?” HYOJIN replies to him. “Truthfully, it’s been hard keeping it to myself all these days. I didn’t know what to say to make it better, or how to properly apologize and decrease the tension. I had a hard time looking any of you in the eyes, because I spent all of my time when I wasn’t practicing wondering, should Taeyang hyung be here in my place instead? Do I really deserve this?” He licks his lips and tried to look up at YOUNGJAE. “I won’t be a burden this time, I promise.”

After their meeting is over, YOUNGJAE approaches HYOJIN separately. “I’m sorry for everything. It’s just… I really want this. I don’t wanna go home.” With moods getting settled, the image on the screen changes to that of the stage and the five contestants wearing their long, traditional robes.

They all carry serious expressions as the music starts to play and a thin layer of fog covers the stage. Along with the beat, they all open their fans in unison. The lights are dim, but they soon turn brighter when HYOJIN starts to sing. SUWOONG goes next, followed by HEEJIN, and then SUWOONG again. They had worked on modifying the choreography, while not by much, just enough that it wouldn’t be too hard for the vocalists to achieve. YOUNGJAE is in charge of the rap, standing out between the vocalists. KYUNGSOO gets to perform the lines he fought for before, and, with the tease of a smile, the stage becomes darker as they all dance together with their robes flowing. HYOJIN brings an end to the song, as he had started it.

“KYUNGSOO oppa,” HWANG YEJI appears to comment. “He’s started dancing did you see? I was impressed with him as well for finally stepping out of his comfort zone.”

With the end of all five performances, the audience leaves the set and the contestants take over the stage once again. They’re all alined with their own teammates, separated by company. It is now the time that’ll settle it. What’ll come next are the final eliminations and all that’ll be left is proving your worth to get the title of a winner.

To start things off, Tiger JK does the honors of starting the final announcements. “We watched all five of your performances with much attention. As said before, no matter which placing you end up with, all groups will lose one of their members. But these placings are still extremely important to you and I hope you realize that.” The man nods. “Next week will be the grand finale and teams will remain as they are after eliminations. This means you should reflect on your positions this week and figure out what you must better or keep for the next and final round.”

The CEO gives the contestants one more look before looking down. “We’ll start today with the group who finished in fifth place for this week.” He takes a long pause to build up tension before proceeding. “The one in last place today is… Nova Entertainment’s group, Polaris.” His eyes are now on them. “For a semi-finals performance, yours didn’t quite reach our expectations. While we understand that Nova is famous for dancing in particular, not all of you are dancers and you probably focused your song search too much on that. And that’s most of what you did, too. We were expecting some more than what you put out for us today. One of you will be going home today, and that person is… KIM SEUNGHUN. Congratulations on your journey up to here.”

With the first elimination out of the way, comes the next announcement. “The group who finished in fourth place today is… Sphere Entertainment’s group, Hollywood. We believed yours took a step away from what is normally thought of when people think of Sphere. It also felt like there was also some trouble accommodating to each of the members’ skills. Just as the group before, you didn’t give us much more than what already came with the song. One of you will be going home today, and that person is… CHWE HANSOL. We wish you good fortune on what you’ll try next.”

To move on, Tiger JK switched out for Baek Jiyoung, who continues with the next announcement. “The group who finished in third place today is… TRC Entertainment’s group, Antidote. Your performance did manage to show each of the members but it still felt a bit lacking. It wasn’t quite as hard-hitting as we would have expected. It was good that you put your own lyrics and choreography but the song continued on the same wavelength until the very end and there weren’t a lot of moments that people could point out after it was done. One of you will be going home today, and that person is… SHIN RYUJIN. We hope you continue working towards your dream.

The woman changes her stare between the two remaining groups, a slight smile on her lips. “Now we only have two groups left, and only one of you will be the winner of the day. I hope you’re feeling as nervous as you would if this were the finals. There is only a week between today and the real results, so you shouldn’t be taking this lightly.” She chuckles. “I’ll be announcing the first place of the semi-finals now. And that group is… Royal Entertainment’s group, Youth Over Flowers! You put on a wonderful performance. The setting was settled from the start, and we noticed you even simplified movements that’d be too hard for some of the members. It’s a thing to worry about with so many vocalists in the group, but you all did a great job. Sadly one of you must leave us today, as well. That person is… KIM HYOJIN. You’re the only one who’ll get to leave as a winner, so we hope you hold onto that and do even better in the future.”

“As for the second place, we have KT Entertainment’s group, Foh!cus. You managed to show different sides of KT, although they weren’t complete opposites, which would have run away from their concept. The transition between the two didn’t work as smoothly as we would have liked, but that’s about as much as we have to point out. You all did a great job as well and we can’t wait to see what you’ll get to show next time. However, you’ll also have to lose a member today, and that person is… ZHOU JIEQIONG. We also wish you the best of luck in the future.”

Five contestants less make them twenty, and the last number there’ll be. “All of you remaining here are officially our finalists of the fifth season of the Mnet Global Auditions. Next week, only four of you will be able to become the winners, and you’ll have to do that as a group. We expect to see the best that you can show.”

To see all the of this season’s contestants, click here!

And now, let’s see what’s in store for our seventh episode and grand finale!

With the last round of eliminations comes the grand finale! The groups will remain the same, except for the member they lost. All people involved should show at least two of their performance skills, one of them being dancing. This time around, contestants will have to prepare two performances. On the first, just like last week, they’ll have to portray the image of the company they were assigned under, and for the second, that of another company. For these, the judges sorted things randomly. All groups are told to come up with a name of their own. A list of the groups can be found below:

SPHERE ENTERTAINMENT — Coaches: Jinki, Jinwook, Go Hojung #5017 - KANG DANIEL #5033 - MIYAWAKI SAKURA #5035 - NAM JOOHYUK #5038 - PARK WOOJIN SECOND PERFORMANCE CONCEPT: TRC ENTERTAINMENT

NOVA ENTERTAINMENT — Coaches: Lee Sunmi, Son Seungwan, Lee Sungyeol #5004 - CHOI YEWON #5039 - SEO CHANGBIN #5045 - TAKADA KENTA #5046 - WANG JACKSON SECOND PERFORMANCE CONCEPT: KT ENTERTAINMENT

TRC ENTERTAINMENT — Coaches: Doyeon, Sana, Jung Jinsoul #5002 - CHOI MINHO #5011 - HWANG YEJI #5018 - KANG HYUNGGU #5028 - LEE CHAERYEONG SECOND PERFORMANCE CONCEPT: NOVA ENTERTAINMENT

KT ENTERTAINMENT — Coaches: Haseul, Minji, Lee Luda #5014 - JO YURI #5026 - SIA KIM #5030 - LEE NAKYUNG #5047 - WONG YUKHEI SECOND PERFORMANCE CONCEPT: ROYAL ENTERTAINMENT

ROYAL ENTERTAINMENT — Coaches: Cheri, Ella, Jeon Wonwoo #5007 - DO KYUNGSOO #5013 - JEON HEEJIN #5032 - LEE SUWOONG #5042 - SOHN YOUNGJAE SECOND PERFORMANCE CONCEPT: SPHERE ENTERTAINMENT

The public will know the groups will have a second performance, but not which second concept they were given.

By the end of the next episode, one group will be considered the winner of this season.

Just like the previous episode, the contestants will be recorded during their preparation time. The five companies prepared one of their practice rooms with cameras and will allow their group to practice inside with free use of the high-tech equipment available in it. On the first day of training on Friday, the 2nd, the coaches will visit their practice room to help the contestants decide on songs and give them some tips on not only their past experiences in the MGAs but also as performers. Additional meetings may be arranged if needed and if it doesn’t conflict with anyone’s schedules. The only coaches that won’t be attending are the Eclipse members who will be busy with preparations to go to Japan at this time.

All contestants are supposed to make their own way to the recording studio prepared specially for this episode. This time contestants will have to perform a stage in front of a live audience of 3000 people and also air for the world to watch on the 10th of August. This means that contestants will have more time to practice and there will be no pre-recording of the performances, so make sure to do well. To help with this, the episode will be hosted by the MC Hong Jinwoo, the same from the semi-finals. They’ll go to the same set from the previous episode. The bigger stage will allow for bigger props if needed, and these should be checked with the staff beforehand for them to prepare it. This has backup dancers included. The groups will get to prepare themselves backstage and, this time around will have to wait there while the other groups perform. A room with a TV is available for those who’d like to watch the groups performing.

Sitting between the stage and the public with their much more comfortable chairs are the CEOs of each big company. They’ll make sure only the most captivating contestants will receive the big prize to make this the best season yet and continue to represent their companies.

Tune in next Saturday, the 10th, for our final episode!

MGA Season 5 episode seven preview: The finalists have been decided and the final mission has been given. It’s all or nothing now. Will the contestants manage to give the public what they want? Will anyone show any hidden skills? Tune-up next week to find out!

[ All of the performances were aired in their entirety. Cuts from the show itself were uploaded to Mnets’s Official Youtube Channel. ]

If you made it this far, either if you were eliminated on this episode or not, you may add +3 POINTS IN A PERFORMANCE SKILL to your points tally. Make sure to link back to this post for verification.

Contestants have until midnight EST at the end of Friday, the 9th, to post their 200+ words solos about the final challenge in front of the CEOs. Please tag all related posts with #rkmga5 and #rkmga5finale. They’ll have less than four minutes to perform each of their chosen performance and prove their worth to make them the big winners (as long as it doesn’t break any laws). Good luck! Song choices should be submitted to the rkevent inbox. Two groups performing the same song will not be allowed and this will be chosen on a first come first serve basis. Any group chats made for plotting should include both Mod Bianca (luvseungjoon on twitter) and Mod Gab (jindeukii on twitter) for monitoring.

Since the final episode will be filmed live, there is no way for the contestants to record their interviews after the performances. Instead, they will be taken by surprise on Thursday, the 8th, to a separate practice room where they’ll record the very last interview of the season. The contestants will be asked a variety of questions and some may be included in the list found below! Feel free to come up with your own questions if you think they can be fitting.

This is the very last interview. How does that make you feel?

What did you think of the results last week?

How was it like working with your group?

How was it like working with the coaches?

How do you think you’ll do?

Are there any performances you’re looking forward to?

What was your own favorite performance this season?

What was your favorite performance of the season apart from your own?

Who do you think will win?

Once they’re done, they’ll be taken back to their usual practice room.

You may also write an extra 200+ words solo about your muse’s interview, as explained above, to also be posted until midnight EST at the end of Friday, the 2nd. For doing so, you may earn +2 CHARISMA OR CREATIVITY POINTS and these can be added to your points tally as soon as it is posted. Please tag all related posts with #rkmga5 and #rkmga5finale. Please link this post as verification.

COACHES! If you write one 200+ words solo about your muse’s time spent interacting with the contestants you may earn +3 CHARISMA OR CREATIVITY POINTS. You’ll also have until midnight EST at the end of Friday, the 9th, to post your solos. These can be added to your points tally as soon as it is posted. Please tag all related posts with #rkmga5 and #rkmga5finale. Please link this post as verification.

For an additional +2 CHARISMA OR CREATIVITY POINTS, you may also write an extra 200+ words solo about your muse’s interview. These would take place after or in between their time spent together on the 2nd. Coaches will be taken to a separate practice room where a mini-interview-set has been prepared for recording. Questions will mostly be about their thoughts on the contestants and how the performance preparations are going, as well as their expectations for final results. Please post this until midnight EST at the end of Friday, the 2nd, to collect points. These can be added to your points tally as soon as it is posted. Please tag all related posts with #rkmga5 and #rkmga5finale. Please link this post as verification.

If the coaches write their solos or not will not impact the results of the groups. More information about muses joining the live audience will come in a separate post.

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Ship your mutuals with Treasure13 (or Silver Boys if you’d like)?💓

thank u for being so patient with me angel🤧🤧 i finally got around to answering this and just a warning omg sksks it’s ridiculously long!! but very very worth bc i love my mutuals more than anything!!!!💞💞💞 i hope u enjoy :’)))

hyunsuk

im gonna start by shipping the cutest bby in the world with the other cutest bby in the world, @moonxlika!!!🤧💖 lika when i think of you and suk, i think about halloween omg?? like you guys dressing up and coordinating your scary costumes and then heading over to a halloween party that suk practically begged u to go to😢 tbh after an hour, u guys realize the party is kinda lame?? and ur like ‘ಠ╭╮ಠ rlly u just did me wrong on halloween like this??’ but don’t worry!!!! because suk has got u covered~~he has lots of fun things in mind to keep the party fun and perhaps.. it mostly involves kissing uuuu hehe!!! and at one point, u steal the aux cord and start playing some real music and let’s just say.. u dance the night away uwu!!! (and maybe scare ppl when they come out of the bathroom but shhh u didn’t hear it from me!!!)

of course i also ship hyunsuk with the world’s sweetest angel, miss sim @hyunsukmyass!!!😇💘 sim i know you’ve been studying hard for uni, so that’s exactly why suk takes every opportunity he can to whisk you away and help his baby relax!! this means bringing u beautiful flowers when u start ur studying sessions🥰 and convincing you to take evening drives with him when ur classes are over!! in the moment, all u really wanna do is nap, so ur a little bit hesitant, but once u see the beautiful orange and pink sky when the sun sets, and the way suk has his heart eyes completely set on you, u just🤧🤧 he really loves u to the moon and back :’))) and would do anything to see ur beautiful angelic smile!!!💕💓💞 pls smile lots for him MWAH

sam my bby @jehyoney!!!!! u and hyunsuk are my cowboy couple.. my crackhead icons🤠 u guys are that couple that are so close and comfortable with one another?? like everyone is in awe at ur relationship bc it’s so loving but also so funny?? u guys spend a lot of time watching cringey tik toks (perhaps recreating them….) and just!!! having the best time together uwu!! he loves u🥰 ALSO he sings old town road 25/8 and u kinda wanna kill him for it but also… he’s so CUTE u cant resist not cuddling him pls!!! sweetest bbys✨

noa

@forhyunsuk omg miss courtney!!! originally i was gonna ship u with suk, but u already know im that relationship’s #1 fan, so i thought i’d switch things up and ship u with noa the prince!!!😽💞 i feel like noa is that super smart and kinda quiet but SUPER CHARMING guy in your class that you’ve been crushing on since forever? and tbh u think ur being slick when u stare at the back of his head during class and drool or when u bite lip when u see his sweet smile!!! but guess what!!! hehe noa has known abt ur crush on him the whole time and he was so shocked when he found out bc he feels just the same way abt you??? when u smile and laugh or even just vaguely glance in his direction, he’s just straight up😻😻!!! one time ur hand brushed against his when u were passing out papers and his heart!! almost leaped !!! right out of his chest!!! dont tell him i told u but… he’s planning on asking u out this weekend.. bby he loves u sm!!!💘

tiyi my love @speckofglitter!!!!💕💓💞💞💝💘 i was gonna ship u with suk too, but i thought i’d be fun and ship u with ur model bf noa!!! noa is just so so so in love with you :’)) and he’s so proud of everything you’ve accomplished omg!! i think he’d love to sneak you off campus and take you on spontaneous night time dates into the city uwu✨✨ u guys spend time together at night markets, taking adorably aes photos (bc let’s be real.. king and queen of aes), dancing on the street and singing loudly, and kissing in the car!!! u guys are such a sweet and lovely couple and noa is just so whipped for u :’)) and his camera roll is literally filmed to the brim with cute pics of u!!! also.. sometimes u guys decide u want to give the world what it needs and sing beautiful songs together omg!!! ≧◡≦

mashiho

@mashiho m i definitely ship u with baby mashi!!!🥰 hehe when i think of u guys, i think of mashi working at ur local bakery??? and u go there occasionally bc ur mom tells u to get that bread she likes, and u see THE CUTEST ANGEL IN EXISTENCE, and suddenly…. u have an intense craving for baked goods everyday???😉 mashi notices that u come more and more often, and he just grows the fattest crush on you? he’s always slipping extra sweets into ur bag and gives u the cutest lil smile when u walk in💕💓💞 eventually he finally works up the courage to ask u out, and ofc, u say yes!!! then u spend the rest of ur days being the cutest couple ever in the world, and it’s random, but u guys dance a lot together??? he loves teaching u moves uwuwuwuwu✨

@mashilove uyen my sweet angel, i ship u with mashi too!!!💘💘💘 he knows how much hard work you’ve been doing at work, and that it’s been stressful for you, so he loves taking out on little dates after work!!!😻 he likes to hug and cuddle u and poke ur cheeks!! u guys have dinner and then drive out into the hills, and u spend the night staring up at the stars and cuddling💫💫💫 he lets u rant about work and you have lovely conversations!!! he always comforts you when you need it and gives u sweet kisses!! he loves u so so so much!!!

seunghun

maddi my bby @seunghunn!!!!! u know that ur love for seunghun makes me the softest girl on the planet😢💖 seunghun knows it’s tournament season and that things are a little bit stressful for you rn, so he just wants to give u the sweetest n warmest cuddles 24/7??? he cares for u too much to let u overwork yourself!!! so anytime he thinks ur studying too hard, he quickly pulls you onto him (despite ur groaning) and he cuddles u between the bed sheets and gives u soft soft soft cheek and forehead kisses!!! sometimes when he’s feeling extra flirty hehe, he’ll steal a few from ur lips as well and as much as you’d like to complain that he’s being too clingy… sksksk u love it too much🤧💓💞 and he knows it too!!! sometimes when u cant sleep at night, he insists that he needs to sing u a soft lullaby, and instantly, u drift into sleep with him by ur side :’)) angel maddi, pls dream of him!!!

vale, i ship u with ur sunshine bf seunghun too🥰🥰!!! @seunghunies it’s exam season for the both of you, so things have been a little stressful, and sometimes he can’t sleep well at night :’((( on those nights, he drives straight over to ur house, knocks on ur window at 2am with the widest smile, and convinces u to go get some icecream with him uwu!!! tbh ur feeling a little sleepy and icecream @ 2 am… doesn’t sound that appealing sksks, but he’s just too!!!! cute!!! to resist!!! so u hop into his car and kissing, and the next day, maybe ur a little more tired than u need to be but!!! u guys are so in love and it’s sOOO adorable :’ ) ))

angel christina 💞💞💞@kimseunghoney omg literally no one is surprised that i ship u with seunghun!!! u are a complete and utter sweetheart, just like ur wonderful bf, and u guys radiate!!! light!!! hehe when i think of u guys, i think of hun as that sweet and flirty boy next door that has a huge crush on u!! like he’s always doing cute things, like leaving flowers on your porch, and chocolates on ur desk in the library when u study!!! one time u confront him abt it!!! bc ur just so in love with this sweet boy :’))) he’s s OOooo annoying abt it like… ‘me? did i send it? hmmm…. let me think about it🤪’ but he so did!! and u KNOW it 😤 another time, u think you’ve finally reached ur breaking point, so while he’s teasing u, u suddenly slide your hands behind his neck and look deeply into his eyes… he’s blushing ridiculously hard and biting his lip!!! ur hovering so close to his lips.. and then u ask ‘did u send the stuff?’; when he finally gulps and nods his head, still biting his lip, u bravely move forward and kiss him. hmmm… let’s just say u guys have a new hobby….. ;)

doyoung

@doyeongs j my sweet lil angel, i ship u with the cutest ray of sunshine!!!🌞🌞 u and doyoung are always studying after school at this cute little ice cream shop!!! and u regularly share sherbet together!!! he’s always doing cute things like holding ur hands, and giving u sweet hugs, and ruffling the hair on top of ur head💘💘 when prom season rolls around, doyoung shows up to ur locker at school with three scoops of your sherbet to-go, and a big poster that says ‘here’s the scoop: prom with me?’!!! and ur screaming bc, ew omg sO CHEESY, but also!!! doyoung just asked u to prom and ur abt to melt!!!! uwu u guys are literally the cutest bbys ever to exist and ur gonna have the biggest blast at prom!!! pls have lots of fun with ur adorable bf🥰

byounggon

bby ess!!!!💫💫💫 @ggoncafe hehe u know i ship u with gon, my love!!! i think he’d make the perfect date for u at ur annual arts banquet :’))) just imagining gon getting all dressed up to support his lovely gf… sksksk the SOFTNESS🤧🤧 he’s definitely gonna be bringing you the biggest bouquet of roses, and giving u so!!! many!!! sweet forehead and cheek kisses!!! he’s just so so so proud of u 💞💞💞 and he’s so excited to have an amazing night of fun with u and ur friends!!! u two are gonna be dancing and laughing and taking the cutest couple pics uwu!!! he’s just so in love with u,,, and it shows so much on his face when he looks at u and his eyes just pool up with love!!! everyone will be gawking at how cute u two are omg😻😻 angels!!!

@bggon (taryn i was looking for ur old url and almost panicked skkskss) miss taryn ofc i ship u with gon!!!💘💘 maybe it’s bc of ur dark mobile theme, but when i think of u and gon, i think of bad boy! gon??? like on the outside he looks really tough and intimidating with his dark hair and piercings, and some ppl might be a lil bit scared of him, but then they see him with you and they just.. they drop that mentality completely??? bc LISTEN when he’s around u, his bby, he’s just so so soft??🤧🤧 everybody watches as his eyes crinkle with happiness when he sees u!!! and the way his mouth softens into a smile!! and he’s such a cuddly baby too :’((( how could he be scary when he’s so lovely with u omg…

lastly i ship gon with aurora @constantlytiiired 💞💞💞 aurora ur so sweet and kind and caring, and i just feel like gon would never want to be away from you?? like when he’s recording in the studio, or travelling places, he always wants to call u and just hear ur voice!!! it helps him fall asleep at night🥰 and he loves to leave u sweet little love notes around ur house, so that when u wake up, u can feel how much he loves u immediately!! uwu he always wants to give u that warmest hugs and just :’)) he’s so soft for u

yedam

my baby sugarplum dara @yeetdam ✨✨✨!!!! hnnnggg i have to ship u with [red.] first because ur!!! my!! angel!! you and yedam are those people that are literally head over heels in love for one another, but for some reason, always denying it??? like ur so soft and starry eyed for him, and yet, it always seems to come out in an insult or two??? hehe oops😚💖 not that yedam ever minds tho, because he’s just so whipped for u, his little bby!!! tbh every time u try and deflect ur love for him, he couldn’t be bothered, and instead just wants to engulf u in the tightest hug and smooch ur cute lil head!!! and ofc.. u blush bc he’s so c u t e pls!!! once u guys finally straighten out ur feelings and realize that ur THAT couple; u guys are bursting with love for one another and everyone can tell omg!!! also… the best couple outfits EVER.. i know it

@yedarnit micro u are literally yedam’s perfect match, i swear it!!!🤧🤧 u guys are the most charismatic, and lovable, and musical couple to ever exist omg!!! yedam is ALWAYS at ur shows whenever ur performing, and u better believe he has the biggest bouquet of flowers, along with the biggest SMILE you’ve ever seen💖⭐️💝💓💕💞 he’s shouting and laughing and maybe even tearing up at the end??? god,, he loves u!!! and of course, ur the exact same way with him :’)) whenever he has a music show, ur sure to be in the front row with ur camera, and he can’t help but feel his heart swell with love when he sees u so starstruck (◠﹏◠✿) best bbys!!!

soh u might run away from this but LISTEN u and yedam…. that’s some good shit @ygteasure❣️❣️❣️ i know u said prom was a little bit lame, so i guess it’s a good thing that u and yedam ditch early to go out on a spontaneous night time beach date????😻 u guys sit in the sand with ur fancy clothes and u lay ur head softly on his shoulder,, and tbh he was gonna be a drama queen and be like… ‘soh.. are u really putting ur head on my shoulder rn?? is this rlly happening?’ but he decides u look way too cute in this moment, and he doesn’t want to ruin anything, so instead he just smiles to himself, and wraps his arm over your shoulder, pulling u closer💞💞💞 u guys talk for hours and have so many heart to hearts… he’s so in love with u!!! and u may not admit it but we know u are too uwu :’)))

jihoon

my sweet baby angel izzy mWAH😚✨ @glossyedam i had to ship u with someone that was just as bright and kind hearted as u, and that person is jihoon!!!! jihoon knows that ur working so hard around the clock for school, and exam season is approaching, so he always want to make sure ur feeling happy and taking care of urself🥰💝💝 u can always catch him visiting u at school with food and sweets and his hoodies!!! he wants u to be well fed and smiley and warm hehe!!! also jihoon is King of the Class Clowns, so he’s never not telling u jokes to make u laugh!! even if it means embarrassing himself in front of ur whole school sskkssk!!! ur his sweet angel and he can never give u enough cheek kisses.. u guys are everything,, and even though ur school principal sees jihoon and is sometimes😤, they get over it bc u two are so lovely!!!(*^ -^*)

yoonbin

@yoonbins kara… my best bitch… my ICON.. i have to ship u with mr yoonbin bc that’s the cutest shit ever!!!!💖⭐️💝💓💕💞 u two are tall bbys!!! and the energy u emit omg….the most badass visual LEGENDS, literally everyone and their mom wishes they could compete!!!! i feel like u and bin on the outside would have a very bff like relationship, with lots of laughing and inside jokes and banter! and i think ur couple-y interactions in public would be very subtle bc u guys dont wanna go overboard, but uwu, behind closed doors, ha yoonbin is cuddliest baby ever!!! and u are ready to accept all the softness🤧 u two are just so in sync?? and even though u aren’t the most lovey dovey couple, everyone knows ur dating bc ur just so attune with each other✨ ilu!!!

keita

keita isn’t a silver boy, nor is he in treasure 13, but i want to ship him with the lovely ari @shibrs😽💞 ari, u and keita are the fluffliest couple!!! i can see u guys going on sweet little study dates in the library, and keita just loves to hear u talk, so he likes to lean onto your shoulder and shut his eyes and listen to u talk about ur day!! other times, he’s very boisterous and giggly and his mission of the day is to get u laughing just as loudly with him and omg.. let’s just say there have been more than a few instances in which you two have been kicked out of the library!!! u pretend to be mad sometimes but he’s just .. so.. cUTE !! and when he kisses ur cheek and hugs ur side.. how can u be mad?!🤧

asahi

@multyfan1458 krystal this might be random but u and asahi would be so cute together omg???💖💖 he loves to shower u with love and affection ahh!!! i imagine him taking u out on study dates at different cafes :’)) and he just loves to converse with u abt literally anything.. like just talking to u fills him with happiness!! and he loves to do cute and heart warming things, like brushing the hair from ur face, or wiping the whipped cream by your lips😭😭 u guys would be adorable!

haruto

my ray of sunshine niki, i ship u with haru @waharuto!!💓💕💞 when i think of you two, i immediately think of summer time dates together omg!!! i feel like the two of you would love to dress up and head down to the beach :’))) and then you’d share icecream, or swim a bit!!! maybe he’d try and piggyback u and throw u into the water but it’s all in good fun hehe >.

junkyu

@koala-junkyu b i have to ship you with kyu because u two would be the loveliest couple!!!!🥰🥰 whenever ur studying hard, junkyu is sure to come bring u the warmest blanket he can find and wrap it tightly around ur body!!! bc the last thing he wants is his bby to feel cold :’((( he’s always bring u ur favourite foods and snacks, and coffee when u need it desperately!!! he loves u so so so much💞💞💞 and he makes sure u never forget it by giving u the warmest hugs and kisses!!!

#long ask #ask #ygtb #i tried to tag as many people as possible!!! but i am a dummy so im so so so sorry if i left someone out :'((

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