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strxberri · 2 years
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— ateez… you as a member
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*•.¸♡ stage name: miula (미울라)
*•.¸♡ birth name: celesta ula garcia
*•.¸♡ korean name: gu chan mi (구찬미)
*•.¸♡ date of birth: november 11, 2001
*•.¸♡ place of birth: los angeles, california, usa
*•.¸♡ nationality: american
*•.¸♡ ethnicity: korean (mom) mexican-american (dad)
*•.¸♡ height: 149 cm (4’10”)
*•.¸♡ languages: english, spanish, korean, japanese
*•.¸♡ position: 2nd main dancer, vocalist, rapper, center, maknae
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honeyhotteoks · 5 months
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this night together - chapter eleven (j.yh + s.mg)
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chapter eleven: a new love song
chapter summary: time, and a well worded letter, heals all wounds. finally, it's time to let go.
warnings: nothing really, social drinking, etc.
notes: reminder that if you're reading this on or around 12.3.23 when it's posted, i'm uploading three chapters at once! if you haven't read chapter ten, go do that before you skip ahead!!
pairings: alpha!yunho x alpha!mingi x omega!reader
genre: smut, a/b/o/omegaverse, angst, fluff, romance, polyamory
word count: 5.2k
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The party is bright, bursting with light and color and art. You can feel Hongjoong’s presence everywhere from the moment you step through the doors and you almost feel underdressed. You selected your outfit for him, something a little bolder than you’d normally do, but something that truly suits the occasion and the honored guest. You adjust the top of your black trousers and glance down to ensure the cream white blouse that is parted open is still firmly secured with the hidden tape you painstakingly applied.  You hope your lipstick is staying put. 
The listening party for New World’s new mini album is in full swing, but the night is about more than just that. Their tour has ended, everyone back on Korean soil, and it will be the first time anyone will hear the album from start to finish and the first time you’ll be face to face with them again.
Three months of nothing, no contact except the letter. The letter you’ve read about a hundred times. 
You texted Wooyoung, San, and Seonghwa of course, and they mentioned Yunho and Mingi occasionally, but always in the broader context of what they were doing on tour. You saw them in pictures, travel shots on Instagram or Snapchat stories of their nights out, but otherwise nothing. For three months you let it marinate, and your feelings haven’t changed in the slightest. All you have to do now is find them in this crowd and clear the air. 
It’s no surprise you’re as late as you are, your stomach was in knots getting ready and leaving your apartment had you practically coming apart at the seams. The idea of talking to them is simple, but you’ve rehearsed what you want to say over and over and you can’t imagine how they’ll respond. You take a glass of sparkling wine from one of the caterers and realize there are far more people here than you thought there would be. When you pictured a listening party you expected an intimate crowd, but the gallery space KQ rented is full of faces, some you know and some you don’t. You’re pretty sure you’ve missed the album playthrough at this point, you just hope no one’s noticed your absence. 
“You look so good!” A voice from behind you makes you turn, and you smile when you see Dahan in her sparkly wrap dress. 
“So do you,” You give her a quick, friendly hug. 
“This is your first one, right?” She asks, looking past you to find a drink tray. 
“Listening party?” You clarify, “Yeah,” 
“This is definitely the nicest one so far,” She all but whispers to you, “New World is pulling in that tour money now,” 
“Ah,” You nod. 
“Usually it’s at a nice restaurant or something, not quite so many people,” She explains, snagging a drink, “not that I’m complaining, dressing up is fun,” 
“Do you see Hongjoong at all?” You crane your neck and look through some of the bodies, but you can’t really see anyone else you know closely. 
“Mm,” She joins you, “no, but Yujin and some of the others are over there,” 
You follow her gaze, “Perfect,” 
She starts weaving through and you follow, keeping close to her and protecting your drink as you side step around and behind people. 
When you make it to the little circle of BB Trippin dancers, you slot right in alongside Dahan and give everyone a smile, “Hey,” 
Everyone greets you warmly, but you wonder absently where your little pocket of close friends are hiding. Yujin draws your attention though when she says, “Jaemin’s here,” 
“He is?” Your eyes widen. You barely ever see him, but it does make sense that he would attend an opportunity to bump elbows with people in the industry. 
“Mhm,” She nods, “I saw him talking to Yunho earlier.” 
Butterflies curl in your stomach, “Yunho’s here?” 
“Mhm,” She takes a sip of her drink, “somewhere,” 
“You look really nice,” Minseok interrupts, stepping a little closer so you can hear him better, “I like the whole, you know,” he gestures up and down to indicate he means your outfit and you nod. 
“Thanks,” You nod, “you clean up nice too,” 
“Oh yeah?” He shrugs, “Thanks,” 
You start to turn back to Yujin who looks like she has something more to say, but Minseok keeps going, “Have you met Hongjoong?” 
“Oh,” You start. 
“He’s a nice guy,” He continues, “you’d like his vibe, or at least, I think you would,” 
“Actually,” 
“I’m not sure if you know this or not, but it’s his voice that’s on a lot of the initial guide tracks we get,”
You do know that, but you nod and take a long sip of your drink, ice slipping down and connecting with your lip as you tip it back a little further. 
“He’s a bit eccentric,” Minseok continues. 
“Who’s a bit eccentric?” Seonghwa cuts in, stepping into the circle and cutting smoothly between you and Minseok, another drink for you ready in his hands. 
Minseok’s lips close. 
“Hi, Hwa,” You smile, “that for me?” 
“Of course,” He trades your nearly empty glass for the full one and leans in to press a fast kiss on your cheek, “you look beautiful,” 
“Stop,” You resist the urge to actually nudge him in front of too many people and give off the wrong idea about how close the two of you are, but you give him the best withering look you can. 
He ignores you though, “Who’s eccentric?” 
“Oh,” You do your best to keep the smile off your lips, “Minseok was just telling me about Hongjoong,” 
“Mm,” Seonghwa glances to the side at him, “is he?” 
“Artistic might be the right word,” Minseok corrects himself. 
“Well, that’s true,” You nod. 
“Oh,” Minseok blinks, “so you know him?” 
“Well, yes, I,” You start to say but Seonghwa cuts you off. 
“Speak of the devil,” He nods and when you turn you catch sight of Hongjoong heading right for you both. He’s dressed in the most decadent dark blue velvet suit you’ve ever seen, and the combination of that and his freshly dyed blue hair makes him look like more of an idol, not a producer. 
“My ears were burning,” Hongjoong says wryly, and then his eyes flick over you, “I love this,” 
“I thought you might,” You grin, moving forwards to greet him with a hug, “congratulations, Hongjoong, this is all beautiful,” 
“Thank you so much for coming,” He gives you a squeeze, “we keep missing each other for dinner,” 
“I know, I’ve been so busy lately,” You tell him, “but let’s plan something soon,” 
He nods and smiles and then turns his attention to the group, “Thank you all so much for coming,” he says. 
Minseok looks a little put out next to Seonghwa, and you hope you didn’t embarrass him, but he and everyone else greets Hongjoong and they loop through the congratulations on the finished album. Once pleasantries are done, he focuses his attention back on you, “I have someone I want you to meet,” he says. 
“Oh?” 
“Mhm,” His hand settles on your back as he turns to the group, “can I steal these two for a bit?” He nods his head towards you and Seonghwa. 
He doesn’t really wait for permission, he’s just being polite, and he steers you out of the circle and starts walking you back through the crowd closer to the stage area. 
“When did you get in?” Hongjoong asks Seonghwa as you walk. 
“This morning,” He says, “we were supposed to land last night but our flight was so delayed leaving LA,” 
“Thank you for coming anyways,” Hongjoong smiles, “I’m sure you’re exhausted,” 
“It’s fine,” He shrugs it off, “we’ll get back on timezone soon, I’m sure,” 
“Flight was okay otherwise?” You ask, but Seonghwa catches your eye and gives you a knowing smile. 
“Mhm,” He nods, “We’re all home safe and sound, I’m sure everyone else is here somewhere,” 
“Good,” Your throat feels tight, the idea that around one of these corners you’ll find Yunho and Mingi, “that’s good,” 
After three months without any contact, you’re going to have to physically restrain yourself from blurting out how you feel the second you see them. The last time they saw you was awkward at best, and considering the way you left things after the fight, the quickest way to confuse them would be to tell them you want them back with no apology, no preamble. But either way the words still form on your tongue in your imagination, and you’re mid internal monologue when Hongjoong stops walking and brings you back to reality. 
“y/n,” He says, gesturing to the couple across from you, “Seonghwa, I’d like you to meet Choi Jongho and his fiance Kim Eunji,” 
“Oh!” You can’t help the surprised sound that leaves you, “You’re the vocalist Hongjoong has told me so much about!”
Choi Jongho smiles politely, eyes flicking to Hongjoong, but then he nods, “That’s me,” 
“It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” You dip your head in quick acknowledgement. 
“So, you’re y/n?” Eunji says before Jongho can finish out the polite greetings and confusion runs through you. 
She’s looking at you with warmth and kindness, and it’s not often that omegas meeting each other for the first time are quite so positive and open. You’re used to a little hesitation, especially when alphas are around, everyone becoming a little territorial in mixed company, but Eunji seems unphased. 
“I am,” You nod as your brain starts to catch up. 
“Hongjoong mentioned you,” She explains at your confused expression, “I was hoping I’d get a chance to say hello,” 
“He did?” 
“Sorry, let me explain,” She smiles, “my little sister is debuting with your company soon,” 
“Oh!” Your brows shoot up and you run through the girls you’ve worked with to realize the common surname, “you’re Jiwoo’s sister?” 
“Yes!” She nods excitedly, “We’re very proud of her,” 
“That’s so nice,” You smile, relaxed now that you understand her abrupt familiarity, “she’s a very good dancer,” 
Eunji beams. 
“She’ll be debuting as main dancer,” Seonghwa nods, “for good reason,” 
Jongho smiles, his hand sweeping a warm line up and down his wife’s back, “Jiwoo says you and the others have been very kind during their preparations,” 
“Well,” You nod, “they’re working very hard, and I’m sure debut must be scary enough, there’s no need to add extra pressure,” 
“It is,” Jongho hums knowingly, and you recall Hongjoong mentioning he was from another idol group that had disbanded. You wonder idly in the back of your mind how difficult it really was for him judging by the brief expression on his face. 
“Exactly,” Hongjoong offers, “I thought you’d all like to meet considering the mutual acquaintance,” 
“Absolutely,” You say, “it’s been lovely,” 
Eunji is about to say something more, but Seonghwa’s hand brushes your upper arm and he leans into your ear, “At the bar,” 
“What?” You glance up at him and he nods past Jongho and Eunji. Your eyes follow his.  
The air leaves your lungs, but you feel Seonghwa’s thumb brush a comforting line over your skin, “Go,” 
“Hwa,”
“If you’ll excuse us,” Seonghwa interrupts you and gives a dazzling smile to your party, “her partners just arrived and it’s been a few months with the tour,” 
You’ll have to have a word with him about his word choice later, you notice the way Hongjoong’s eyes widen, but Jongho and Eunji just nod with understanding. The bond between alphas and their omega isn’t something to be taken lightly, and they take a step back to clear your path. 
You recover just enough to leave with normal pleasantries, “Thank you, sorry to run,” 
“No, no, of course,” Jongho nods, “it was nice to meet you.” 
“If I ever drop by the studio to see Jiwoo,” Eunji adds, “I’ll make sure to say hello,” 
“That would be nice, I look forward to it,” Your body is all but screaming at you to move now. 
“Well,” Seonghwa pushes you forwards, “I’m sure we’ll see each other later on in the evening,” 
Hongjoong says something more but you don’t quite hear it, and suddenly you’re being propelled forwards. Seonghwa dips his head towards you ear, “Good luck, be braver than I would be,” 
And then you’re alone, surrounded by bodies but alone nevertheless. 
You’re not exactly prepared for how you’re going to feel when you see them again. It’s been months, and the first thought that strikes you is how much they’ve changed in such a short time. Mingi looks broader somehow, but his face looks a little thinner and more angular, like he’s lost weight from all the performances and training and travel. Yunho’s hair is a little longer, the back a shaggier against his neck, but intentionally so, and the cut of his jacket makes his shoulders look wider. You want to barrel into their chests and tug them as close to you as you can, but instead you take a steadying breath and just give yourself a second to drink them in. 
You can’t stop yourself from smiling at the way they stand side by side as they wait for their drinks at the bar, and butterflies ripple through you, but despite everything you felt while they were gone there’s no fear. You just missed them, really and truly missed them. 
You’re moving before you consciously think it through and you watch their eyes widen when they see you coming, but it only spurns you on faster until you’re all but crashing into their sides at the bar. 
“Hey,” You’re just so happy to see them you can’t get the grin off your face, “you’re back,” 
“We’re back,” Mingi nods, and you can see the hesitation in his face. 
“I’m,” A million words run through your mind, but you settle on the truth, “so happy to see you,” 
“You are?” Yunho’s brows go high. 
“Yeah,” You step a little closer, letting the words you’ve been holding finally roll off your tongue, “this isn’t the place to talk, but yes, I’m happy to see you, I missed you both.”
Mingi exhales heavily and his lips quirk up. 
Lowering your voice a little more, you hold Mingi’s gaze, “I got your letter,” 
Yunho’s head twists to the side, confusion all over his face as he looks to Mingi for clarity. 
“We should talk,” You want to reach out so badly, but you hold it back for now, “but I wanted you both to know I’m sorry too, and I’m really glad you’re home now,” 
“Me too,” Mingi nods. 
“Good,” You sigh, “that’s good,”
“Are we okay?” Mingi glances between both of you. 
“Yes,” You nod, “I still think we should talk, we left things badly before, but I thought a lot about everything and I don’t want things to be uncomfortable anymore.” 
In the background you hear the speakers cut off the ambient music, and someone taps on a microphone to check that it’s connected. You glance towards the stage and see someone preparing to introduce Hongjoong. 
“Should we go somewhere?” Yunho asks, “Now?” 
The man on stage clears his throat into the microphone. 
You shake your head, “Not tonight, I want to be here for Hongjoong,” 
“Of course,” He backtracks. 
You reach for him this time, resting your hand on his forearm, “But maybe later this week when you’re settled we can just clear the air. I have some things I want to tell you,” 
He swallows tightly, and you can feel that he’s a little nervous but he nods, “Sure,” 
“I just,” You step back and look between them both, “I didn’t want you to stress about coming back to the studio,” 
The relief is palpable between all three of you as Hongjoong takes the stage, and Mingi says, “For a second I was worried you weren’t going to be here,” 
“No, I was just running so late,” You admit. 
“You’ve been okay?” He asks. 
“I am,” You nod, “you both are?”
“Good,” Mingi says. 
“Tired,” Yunho shrugs, and you suppose you can see a little of that in his eyes. 
“Seonghwa said your flights were delayed,” 
“Something like ten hours,” He sighs. 
“Are you sure you’re okay to come back tomorrow already?” You press them, “You’ll be jet lagged,” 
“We’ll be fine,” Yunho smiles a little at your concern, “don’t worry,” 
There’s a pause, a bubbling lull between you, but you can’t keep yourself from saying it, “I really am so glad to see you,” 
“Me too,” Yunho says. 
Mingi nods, but then his eyes flick up and he gestures behind you, “Someone’s looking for you,” 
You check over your shoulder and see Wooyoung lingering nearby and when he catches your eyes he points to his glass and then to you, checking to see if you need another and giving you a smooth out if you need one. You shake your head and turn back to Yunho and Mingi, “I should go,” 
“Okay,” Mingi says. 
You think suddenly if you walk away without making a plan you’ll think of nothing else all night until you can’t sleep, “Saturday,” you blurt out, “are you free?” 
“Yeah,” Yunho says and Mingi nods. 
“Let’s get dinner,” You say it before you can panic and take it back, “you can tell me about tour and I can… I have things I want to tell you,” 
“Just say when and where,” Mingi says, “we’re there.” 
“Okay,” You sigh, “good, perfect,”
You can practically feel Wooyoung hovering at your back and you take a deep breath as you step away, but part of you wishes you could just take Yunho up on his offer to get out of here. 
“y/n,” Yunho smiles a little, stopping you in your tracks, “you look happy,” 
“I am happy,” You tell him honestly. 
“That’s good,” He breathes. 
“Saturday,” You nod, “I’ll catch you both up on Saturday,” 
You see a flicker of something in Mingi’s expression, but then he smiles, “Wouldn’t miss it,” 
You turn before you lose your nerve and run straight into Wooyoung carrying two full glasses of champagne. 
“Everything okay?” He asks, pushing a glass into your hands, some of the bubbling liquid spilling over the sides and over your fingers. 
“Good,” You assure him, tugging him away from the bar and towards the back wall where you can talk to him unobserved. 
“I wasn’t sure if you needed rescuing,” 
“I didn’t,” You tell him, “I was doing fine,” 
“Shit,” He grimaces, “did I fuck up your moment?” 
“No, no,” You shake your head, “we’re meeting on Saturday, I’m going to talk to them then,” 
Something’s a little hurried in his face though, his eyes glancing past you again and again, and you can feel that he’s not exactly present. 
“Woo,” You start but he locks his eyes with yours and cuts you off. 
“I think I just met the love of my life,” He stammers, “I might fucking faint,” 
“What?” You hush him, pressing him back into the wall behind you, “Are you serious?” 
“I’m not going to faint for real,” He swats your hands away, “but I don’t know, y/n, I can’t breathe. My fucking chest is tight,” 
“Holy shit,” You manage. 
“I know,” He nods, “I know,” 
“You’re not close to your heat are you?” You probe him, wondering if you need to make a break for San and Seonghwa. 
“No,” He shakes his head, laying a cool hand on his flushed cheeks, “it’s nothing like that,” 
You nod relieved, “Well, then what happened?” 
“Okay,” He takes a long steadying breath, “you see that guy on stage? The one to the left of Hongjoong?” 
“Choi Jongho?” Your voice spikes up and he shushes you frantically. 
“No, oh my god,” He waves his hand to get your volume down, “he’s engaged, y/n, no, the other one,” 
You look to the left of Jongho and take in the third man on stage. He’s the one who introduced Hongjoong, his voice low and velvety soft. He has long blonde hair that brushes his collar bones, the top half gathered into a messy but chic bun. You can tell from here he’s handsome, devastatingly so, with a cool expression and his lips parted just enough to make you wonder how he kisses. 
“Oh,” You nod, “got it,” 
“Exactly,” He runs a panicked hand through his own hair. 
“He’s an alpha?” You surmise, “Did you catch his scent or,” 
Wooyoung’s shaking his head frantically before he can finish his words, “He’s a beta,” 
You can’t control the surprise in your expression, Wooyoung’s only ever really gone for alphas. It makes sense, most omegas do, considering the hindbrain of it all, but Wooyoung’s looking about as wrecked as you’ve ever seen someone. 
On stage, Hongjoong gestures towards the two men on his left and you switch your focus from Wooyoung’s whining panic to the man addressing the crowd, “I have one more announcement to make tonight,” he says, “something that would not have been possible to announce without Choi Jongho. I don’t think I need to tell you what a talent he is and how lucky we are at KQ to have brought him on. We have a preview of something we’d like to share, once again, something I felt very creatively supported in by Kang Yeosang,”
“That’s him,” Wooyoung hisses next to your ear and you refocus, “Kang Yeosang,” 
“Shh!” You hush him, but by the time you can hear Hongjoong again, he’s moved on to announcing that he’s going to preview Jongho’s new single, and you roll your eyes to refocus on Wooyoung, “So who’s this guy?” 
“Creative director,” He explains quickly, “album art, concepts, the works.” 
“Damn,” You manage. 
“He’s so fucking smart, y/n, you have no idea,” He breathes. 
“So you actually talked to him?”
“Talked to him?” He laughs, “I had his cock down my throat like thirty minutes ago,” 
“Jesus Christ, Wooyoung, that’s too much information,” You smack his arm. 
He rolls his eyes and continues, “We bumped into each other in the hall, like physically bumped into each other. I spilled my drink all down his nice white shirt,” 
The shirt Yeosang is wearing is still crisp white, so you assume there’s more to this story before he even keeps going. 
“I felt like an idiot,” He admits, “pulled him into the bathroom and told him I could fix it right up with a little club soda,” 
“Okay,” 
“He barely said anything at first,” Wooyoung continues, “I was just rinsing his shirt out while he stood there half naked looking like Michalangelo or something,” 
“I don’t think Michaelangelo was very cut,” You smirk. 
“The statute,” He swats you, “you know the one, don’t fuck with me,” 
“Okay, fine, go on,” 
“Anyway,” He sighs, “I was just talking, keeping the conversation going, fucking babbling while I washed out his shirt and then before I knew it he had me pressed up against the mirror with his tongue down my throat,” 
“Wow,” 
“One thing led to another,” He blushes again, “and then we just talked while I finished drying his button down,” 
“Wow, again,” You breathe. 
“I know,” He breathes, “I’ve never felt like this,” 
“Okay,” You squeeze his hand, “but, Woo, this is a good thing,” 
“I know, but I’m kind of fucking terrified,” He admits, “is this how you felt?”
“Pretty much,” 
“It’s awful,” He admits. 
“Tell me about it,” 
The crowd around you starts clapping, the speeches are over, and the men on stage start to head down the side steps to rejoin the crowd as the single begins to play. Everyone in the room is listening attentively to the music except you and Wooyoung. 
“What are you going to do?” You ask him, your voice low. 
“Go home with him,” Wooyoung checks his watch and then presses his untouched glass of champagne into your hands, “I’ve got to go,”
“Whoa,” You shake your head, “are you sure that’s a good idea?” 
“I’m a big boy,” He rolls his eyes again. 
“Text me his number, and his address,” You insist, “and check in with me tomorrow. If you don’t, I’m calling Seonghwa and San.” 
“Oh my god, please don’t do that.” He grimaces, texting you Yeosang’s contact information anyways. 
“Don’t make me,” You tell him. 
“Fine,” 
“Have fun, please be safe,” You’d take his hand, but yours are full of champagne. You hope the genuineness of your expression gets your point across to him. 
“I will,” he promises, “and I’ll call you. We’ll talk all about Saturday too, I just,” 
“I get it,” You nod, “honestly, I do,” 
“Thank you,” His eyes soften, “and please, don’t tell San and Seonghwa. Not yet,” 
“I won’t,” You assure him, “just go, be happy,” 
“You too, okay?” He smiles, “Whatever it is, you do it. You deserve it after all this,” 
Your stomach warms at that, and you know he’s right, you just want to do this the right way for once. Over Wooyoung’s shoulder you see the blonde man in question smoothly cutting his way through the crowd, and you nod towards him, “Get out of here, I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” 
He’s gone without another word, just a rushed smile as he weaves his way towards Yeosang, a bright and beaming grin now on his face. He’s a goner, you can see it clear as day. A brief flickering question passes through your mind of how this might affect his dynamic with Seonghwa and San, but given the way your best friend is lit up from the inside it doesn’t even matter. If you deserve to be happy like that, so does he, however it happens. 
With Wooyoung gone, you take a moment to survey the room, but you can’t find your group anymore. You see people from KQ you recognize, but your normal BB Trippin group is nowhere in sight and Yunho and Mingi are no longer towering over everyone at the end of the bar. You listen to the rest of the new single, something soulful and rooted in R&B just like Hongjoong had described to you all those months ago. 
As you listen to the crooning love song, your mind loops through the encounter with Yunho and Mingi, of every microexpression and you get lost in your plans for Saturday yet again. How you’ll tell them you’re sorry, how you’re ready to move on and to be honest with one another. How much you still want them, that you might love them. 
You don’t know how long you’re standing there by the back wall, thoughts tumbling over what-ifs when you’re brought back to reality. 
“Tough night?” A voice makes you jump, a little more champagne dipping out of your glasses as you turn to the side. 
“Hey, Minseok,” You laugh a little, “you scared me,” 
“Sorry,” He smiles, begging off, “I just meant the two drinks, and you know, hiding in the corner,” 
“Oh,” You shake your head, “no, Wooyoung ran off and stuck me with his glass. Do you want?” You offer it to him. 
“Sure,” He nods, smoothly taking the glass from your hands. 
You take a quick sip from yours and clear your throat softly, “So, enjoying the party?” 
He nods, “It’s nice, but honestly I was just about to get out of here and call it a night,” 
“Me too,” You nod. You’d try to say goodbye to Hongjoong, but he’s been tied up all evening mingling, and without any of your friends in sight it seems as good a time as any to slip out. 
“Let me walk you out,” He offers, plucking the champagne from your fingertips and placing both glasses on one of the nearby side service tables. 
You probably would have finished it, and a flicker of annoyance passes through you, but you let it pass and nod, “Sure,” 
You’re not far from the door, and he organizes grabbing both of your checked jackets as he makes small talk, “Are you taking the train or,” 
“I’ll probably order a car,” You usually do when it’s late like this and you’ve had a few drinks despite the extra cost. 
“Me too,” He nods, passing your jacket over. 
You shrug it on and search for something to say, but Minseok isn’t as forthcoming and chatty as some of the other dancers, “Do you live closeby?” 
“More towards Itaewon,” He zips his jacket and gestures towards the exit doors that will lead you out onto the street. 
“Mm,” You nod, pushing through the doors. 
“You know, we could,” Minseok starts to say, but the minute you step aside you finally see some familiar faces. 
“There you are!�� You smile, and your familiar group of dancers turns at your voice. 
Minseok says something else, but you don’t quite catch it and you spin to apologize quickly over your shoulder before rejoining your friends. 
“I thought you left,” San ushers you over to their group. 
“Good timing,” Seonghwa adds, “my car’s not far, you want a ride?” 
“Sure,” You nod, you’ll never turn down a less expensive rideshare. 
Yunho and Mingi are talking with Jaemin at the edge of the group, but you catch Mingi’s glancing eye and give him a smile. It’s impossible to just smooth over your last real conversation with them, but you’re trying to signal in every little way that you want to move past it, that his letter meant something. You’ll lay out the rest for them as soon as you get them alone. 
He smiles back, quickly catching that you’re about to leave and you can see that he wants to step away from the conversation he’s having about some missteps from the tour. 
“Have you seen Wooyoung?” San asks, bringing your attention back. 
“For a second,” You nod, but look away from quickly as you try to tell a vague white lie, “I think he already split,” 
He hums, but then Seonghwa gently taps your back, “Car,” 
“Oh, perfect,” You step with him and turn to the group, “goodnight everyone, see you in the morning!” 
Dahan and San both give quick, small waves. 
“Goodnight,” Mingi says, his conversation stuttering to a pause so he can address you, “see you,” 
“See you tomorrow,” Yunho adds, nodding. 
Your stomach feels like it might flutter right out of your body. 
“I’ll have him drop you first,” Seonghwa says as he helps you into the car, jogging to the opposite side to get in himself. 
As the car pulls away you feel lighter than you have in months, and seeing them again makes everything feel so much more sure. They’re real, they’re back, and they want to see you too. Everything else falls to the side, for once the path forwards is crystal clear. 
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WOOYOUNG
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wooyoung.
wooyoung and his exquisitely charming vibe. wooyoung and the glint in his eyes that screams mischief. wooyoung and that little, almost devilish smirk that makes you stifle your own smile. wooyoung and his smile that literally lights up the room. wooyoung and his beautiful eyes and that deep gaze. wooyoung and his sheer presence, his command over anyone who sets eyes on him. wooyoung and his pretty nose that's literally my favourite feature on him. wooyoung and his hair that falls over his forehead like a fictional character. wooyoung and his unbuttoned shirts :')
someone help me before i make this an essay.
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maxsix · 7 months
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Ateez Month: Wonderland 2019
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suga-kookiemonster · 23 days
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this cameraman is ASS tho lmao they might as well have hired me. i would have done a better job 🙄
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seonghwaprincess · 3 months
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ohh to be loved the way Mingi loves Yunho….
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skzoologist · 5 months
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Mingi: what, Dal hyung, why are you at our dorms all of a sudden? Bae, casually walking over to their couch: the others are too rowdy at home Mingi: ...you might wanna reconsider being here Bae: why? Yunho: *sprints towards Bae, ready to tackle him*
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anqelws · 5 months
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ODETTE! nineteen, they / them. RULES!
DNI if you are under 16 , ageless and blank blog, make fanfics about minors, you’ve been blocked on a separate account!
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୨ৎ. seventeen masterlist ୨ৎ. kpop masterlist
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request . . . open! fanfic recs. taglist submission!
seventeen fem member blog.
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i wanted to be your tomorrow so i lived today.
thanks, seventeen. 2018
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nebulousbrainsoup · 10 months
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ooh ooh ooh! If it is not too much... can I ask for a headcanon for "Secret Admirer: What would they do as a secret admirer" for a member of ateez? Have a good day hehe <3
(~Sky, on anon <3)
see but if you give me the freedom to pick a member, i'm gonna make us both delulu about it. joong it is.
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Kim Hongjoong: Secret Admirer
fulfilled as part of my 150(ish) followers event.
PAIRING: hongjoong x gn!reader TAGS/WARNINGS: none! GENRE: headcanon, fluff/romance RATING: G WORD COUNT: 630 masterlist | join my taglist | buy me a coffee?
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✵ this is like a game to him
✵ he’s passionate, he goes for what he wants and he gets it done, so if he’s being a secret admirer instead of just asking you out, it’s because he wants to have fun with it
✵ he has a signature, right from the start; the same phrase is always somewhere on the packages he sends you, along with a swipe of whatever nail polish is currently on his finger
✵ so you’ll only figure it out if you pay enough attention
✵ whether or not you notice his little detail, you do pay enough attention to notice that the delivery guy is always the same
✵ it doesn’t matter if it’s bakery treats, flowers, a stuffed animal, or a new bottle of perfume/cologne; the same boba eyes and sheepish smile always peek out at you
✵ i think he’d only do this with someone he’s known for a while bc he’d need to know all of your favorites. he isn’t going to halfass this and be basic about it
✵ although, if he doesn’t know you well enough to know your favorite flower, the victorian flower language will always come to his rescue
✵ truly don’t think you ever receive a rose from this man unless he’s handing it to you himself
✵ the first bouquet he sends you is an arrangement of pink, red and white carnations (representing fascination) and baby’s breath (innocence). the white (pure love/faithfulness) and pink (i’ll never forget you) dominate the spread, with a maximum of three red carnations to hint at his own passionate nature.
✵ he’ll also send you gardenias (secret love) if he catches wind of you being particularly frustrated with his games, just to tease you
✵ he also starts growing pansies (thoughtfulness) so if you’re having a rough week he can just drop by your desk/home/workplace and leave it for you with your favorite sweets
✵ morning glories (love in vain/affection) for if he’s feeling particularly dramatic and scorned
✵ it all seems random to you, but the amount of work this man is putting in behind the scenes is actually insane
✵ forget the lore binder, he has a you binder
✵ he’s ordering things weeks in advance, talking you out of buying things he’s already bought you, etc
✵ at one point the next book in a series you’ve been reading shows up the day after you’ve finished its prequel and you’re mildly concerned
✵ it’s 4d chess in this man’s brain trying to win you over
✵ if/when you finally start to figure it out, he’s completely oblivious
✵ seonghwa has to tell him, bc you cornered the poor man after the latest delivery and asked him outright if your admirer was hongjoong
✵ he didn’t know what to say and scurried off without a word, so you knew
✵ he does freak out about it a little bit, bc he got a little too caught up in the game and forgot there was, in fact, a goal
✵ a few days later, seonghwa delivers you a handwritten note with the first word of his signature phrase on it to you and the first clue to a city-wide scavenger hunt
✵ at the second to last stop, you get the link to a playlist of songs that remind him of you
✵ by the end, hwa’s laden with bags from the gifts hongjoong never got to give you
✵ and once you get there, hongjoong is waiting for you at your favorite shop/cafe/park with your beverage and sweet of choice in front of him, a blue hyacinth (constancy) and a red rose in hand
✵ he had a whole speech planned but he’s too overwhelmed and just grinning, so all he gets out before you’re wrapping him up in your arms is
✵ “i hope you’re not disappointed”
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Twice's 10th member has a crush on Ateez's Mingi
A/N: Heyyy, I'm back fr lol! Sry for taking so long to post but finally the semester ended :D I hope that my friend shanno101 that gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)
The request: Hey can u do one where y/n and Mingi from ateez both have crushes on each other and everybody can tell, and their members pick on them about
PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3
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The rehearsal studio buzzed with excitement as TWICE and ATEEZ prepared for their joint performance at the upcoming music awards. Among the members, there was a subtle yet undeniable tension, a melody of unspoken hearts, resonating between Y/N, the youngest member of TWICE, and Mingi, the charismatic rapper of ATEEZ. The maknae couldn't help stealing glances at Mingi when she thought no one was looking. She admired his talent, his stage presence, and the way he effortlessly commanded the attention of everyone around him. Whenever their eyes met, a shy smile would creep across her lips, revealing her secret admiration. Similarly, Mingi found himself drawn to her infectious energy and adorable antics. Her sweet voice and stunning performances never failed to captivate him. Whenever she was around, his heart would flutter, and a warmth would spread through his veins.
Their fellow group members couldn't help but notice the subtle chemistry between Y/N and Mingi. Nayeon was the first to pick up on the lingering glances and flushed cheeks. With a mischievous gleam in her eyes, she decided to have some fun. Gathering the TWICE members, she whispered her plan to tease their child. As the rehearsals progressed, Nayeon cleverly orchestrated situations that allowed TWICE's honey and Mingi to spend time together. She purposefully paired them for vocal harmonies and dance routines, much to the amusement of their bandmates. Each interaction was filled with stolen glances, blushing cheeks, and hesitant smiles. It wasn't long before ATEEZ members caught onto the playful teasing. Hongjoong, the leader of ATEEZ, exchanged knowing looks with Nayeon and decided to join in the fun. He slyly encouraged Mingi to pursue his feelings for TWICE's youngest, sensing the undeniable connection between them.
On one occasion, during a break, Y/N found herself alone in a quiet corner of the studio. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Mingi approaching until he gently cleared his throat. Startled, she turned to find him standing there, a small smile playing on his lips and a blush on his cheeks as he began to talk nervously.
Mingi - Y/N, can we talk for a moment?
The girl's heart skipped a beat as she nodded, her voice barely audible. 
Y/N - Of course, Mingi.
They found solace in each other's presence as they moved away from the busy rehearsal area, finding a secluded spot outside. TWICE's sweetheart nervously played with her fingers while Mingi struggled to find the right words.
Mingi - I... I've noticed something between us.
Y/N's eyes widened, and her heart raced. 
Y/N - You have? 
Mingi nodded, his gaze fixed on her. 
Mingi - It's hard to ignore, the way my heart skips a beat whenever I see you, or how your smile brightens up the room. I've been wanting to tell you for a while now... I really like you, Y/N.
Tears of joy welled up in her eyes as she took a step closer to Mingi. 
Y/N - Mingi, I feel the same way. I've liked you for so long.
Their confession was met with a chorus of applause and cheers from their bandmates, who had been discreetly watching the heartfelt exchange. Nayeon, unable to contain her excitement, pulled her baby into a tight hug, while Hongjoong clapped Mingi on the back, congratulating him. From that moment on, Y/N and Mingi's newborn romance became an open secret within their groups. Their members continued to tease them playfully, always creating opportunities for the couple to spend time together. Late-night snacks, movie nights, and impromptu duets became regular occurrences, strengthening the bond between the two groups.
As the music awards approached, TWICE and ATEEZ collaborated on a special performance that would showcase their collective talents. Y/N and Mingi's feelings for each other only fueled their onstage chemistry, as they shared stolen glances and secret smiles throughout rehearsals. The night of the awards arrived, and the anticipation among the members was palpable. As TWICE and ATEEZ stood side by side on the grand stage, the crowd erupted in excitement. The moment the music began, Y/N and Mingi locked eyes, their hearts pounding in unison.
Their performance was a testament to the emotions they had for each other, as their voices intertwined in perfect harmony. The crowd watched in awe as the lovely couple poured their hearts into the song, their gazes never wavering from one another. The applause that followed was deafening, and as the lights dimmed, Y/N and Mingi found themselves locked in a warm embrace, surrounded by their supportive bandmates. At that moment, they realized that their unspoken hearts had finally found their melody, their love story unfolding amidst the cheers and adoration of their fans. Together, Y/N and Mingi embarked on a new journey, hand in hand, ready to face whatever challenges and adventures awaited them, guided by the unbreakable bond forged through music and the unwavering support of their TWICE and ATEEZ families. And this outcome made both of them have only one thought:
We are proud of our dear family.
A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3
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worm-priest · 4 months
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I really need to see an ateez promotion of just Mingi and Yeosang on a show together so I can witness them embarrassing themselves for four generations ahead
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5racha · 9 months
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Yunho in every music video ↳ Hala Hala (2019)
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jaehunnyy · 1 year
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Invisible string
Genre: exes-to-lovers!au, angst with a happy ending, fluff (in the end)
Word count: 0.8k
Pairing: florist!Yeosang x gn!reader
Warnings: usage of pet names, mentions of break-up, heartbreak descriptions, possible grammar mistakes haha
Requested by: @i-luvsang (song: Invisible string - Taylor Swift)
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Days and nights were a concept that Kang Yeosang had forgotten a while ago. Minutes seemed hours, hours seemed months, and months seemed years for the blonde boy, since the day he realized that he was stuck in a world without you. He woke up in the middle of the night again, desperately searching for warmth, for his comfort—you. The darkness in his room indicated that it was still too early for him to be awake, the only source of light coming from the headlamps outside. The dim glow of the little gold accessory he was wearing constantly was visible even in the dark, becoming the only way he could feel close to you. It still hurt him.
It's been 3 months since you had to leave to another country to chase your dream, and he had no choice but to let you go; not because he wanted to, but because he loved you. He didn't want to be a barrier between you and your future career, he thought he could bear watching you from the distance. And oh, how naive he was for that. But nonetheless, life kept going on, and he had to accept this and look forward, in order to be able to see you again.
Knowing that he won't be able to get any sleep, he decided that he could at least do something productive—so he left his comfy bed and went to the flower shop he owned, right across the street. The fresh perfume of his flowers made him grin a bit, at least there was still something that could make his heart fill with joy. Yeosang decided that the best thing he could do was to keep himself busy, so that's when he started to clean and organize the shelves, until the unavoidable happened and he fell asleep, head surrounded by the white rose petals, which made him stand out more than anytime.
For you, things were not the same either. You kept thinking about him, and San, your best friend, wasn't helping much. He always told you about Yeosang and how much he suffered, that's how you knew he still loved you the same. Though at some point, you decided that you've had enough. You could have a career anywhere, but your love was there, and you needed to have him back. You were ready to get inside your once shared house, but something else got your attention—the enlightened flower shop. You wondered if he left the lights open when he finished working, but when the windows allowed you to see a blonde haired guy, sleeping with his head on his arms, leaning on the desk, you realized that your actions were behind this. You got inside the shop carefully not to wake him up, and got closer to the desk, a bright, sincere smile stretching your lips.
"Sang… i missed you, angel," you whispered softly, your hands finding their way in his fluffy hair.
He flinched a bit and woke up from his light sleep, facing you—the love of his life. He thought he was dreaming, the most beautiful dream he's had in a while, but everything about you was precious to him, even when you weren't his anymore.
"Y/N…?" he stood up from his seat, his first instinct being to touch you, to see if you were truly real.
"It's really me, Yeosang. I'm back, for you." you smiled again, your arms wrapping around his neck softly, hugging him tight. He returned the hug immediately, almost taking your breath away, just to replace it with the pure love rushing through his veins.
The same gold bracelet adorning your wrist caught his attention, making him smile with sincerity for the first time in a while.
"You still have it…" he whispered, grabbing your hand and placing a sweet kiss on it.
"Of course, baby. One single thread of gold tied me to you, forever."
He could feel his eyes getting teary, he loved and missed you that much.
"Even if our home didn't feel the same without you, I was glad you were pursuing your dream—otherwise, I wouldn't have had the power to let you leave me."
"I realized that home is where the people you love the most are, Yeosang. And you are my home, the one I'll never leave again."
"It was hard without you. I was wondering if we could wrap all of our past mistakes in barbed wire, and be there for each other," he stared softly at you, his eyes holding the whole universe in them.
"Of course, my love! We will be on each other's side, from now on."
He nuzzled contentedly into your neck, just like a little kid who found his lost parent. Even your separation felt right at that moment, cause it only seemed to bring the two of you closer. The gold thread that bonded the two of you had also tied your hearts, marking them with each other's love, forever.
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Oh my god does that mean that i can ask someone finally to write a cute little drabble where San has a chubby girlfriend and he just loves to cuddle/play with her thighs? 🥺 I'm quite on the chubby side of the spectrum and i have always been dreaming of someone just cudlding with my thighs but since it won't happen it would be nice to at least read about it. If it's too much though i'm sorry 😅
Omg yes babygirl! I would love to write this for you!!
And San's Scorpio Mars does make him a HUGE ass and thigh guy.
'Sannie!!! That tickles' You giggled as his cheek rubbed against the inside of your thigh. '
Oh come on!' He whined.
Hands tracing the outside of your bare skin and his eyes looking up at you that were filled with such love and warmth.
'Just let me tickle you, it's so comfortable down here'.
A low moan rumbled against your skin as you softly brushed the hair out of his face, his body becoming your own heavy blanket.
'It's so nice and warm, could stay here forever'.
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ahloveisboo · 2 years
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[20220521] 🪐 cosmic cowboy - mingi
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skzoologist · 6 months
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Jeongin: why is Bae hyung staring at his dark phone, completely red? Hyunjin: Yunho somehow found out how to fluster him easily Jeongin: spicy edits? Hyunjin, who absolutely wasn't the one to betray Bae: yep Jeongin, high-fiving Hyunjin: yea that'll do it
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