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seventeenplug · 1 year

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Enough blind dates (Choi San X AFAB Reader)

Pairing: Choi San X AFAB reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Reader has a reciprocated crush on San. Mentions of lack of manners. San is a little dominant and orders the reader a little, also a little possessive. Mention of a past date of San.

Summary: San wasn't the type of person to have a lot of friends, in fact, he was a very quiet person who loved his alone time with his cat, Shiber, whom he named after his favorite plushie. One day you came knocking to his door after a failed date in hopes of a glass of wine, which he was very happy to serve.

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It wasn't the worst date, you had to admit to it. The man was rather charming with his high nose, beautiful green eyes and a nice smile, really why wouldn't you like him... Well, his manners. He had no etiquette at all, none of that, chewing with your mouth closed, no speaking whilst you eat or saying 'excuse me' when you burp.

You were disgusted throughout the dinner, you tried your best to ignore it, continuing on with topics such as family, work and normal day life, but his habits just kept on side tracking you. Evermore so when a piece of his spaghetti landed on your cheek, he laughed it off using his finger, which too was dirty and wiped at your face.

You stood up, completely drained of energy, using your napkin to wipe your cheek and with a sigh you big goodbye to the man, letting him know to not contact you and that you would pay for the meal. The man was left in complete shock, wiping his face and racing after you, but you had just had enough and wanted to leave. You explained to him, as calmly as you could that you two were just too different... inside you even cried, you two were rather much alike.

If not for his behavior you two could've become the perfect couple... How sad.

With one last bidding you left the restaurant, leaving the poor man behind to think what had gone wrong, and instead you headed to the one place you knew you'd be welcomed and comforted. San's place.

Despite the cold, you felt warm, something in you was always happy when the dates went wrong, it was like another reminder of how great San was. But, San and you had never crossed the line, and you two had simply stayed friends for the rather many years that you two had known each other for, and quite honestly you were scared to ruin your friendship with him over a mere crush, so you stayed quiet.

Getting to his apartment you ringed his bell, not knowing that he wasn't alone... He answered to it, your tired face showing up in his camera, a sly smile barely seen on his face as he opened the door, you made yourself at home, taking over your shoes right away, your winter scarf and putting on the slippers he had kept for you.

"You won't believe the guy i just had dinner with, San... he was awful" you began to explain to him, already stressing over the issue. He smirked, looking behind him, his other friends, Yeosang and Wooyoung were sitting on the couch, hand supporting their heads as they looked over the couch and to you who kept grumbling about your horrible date.

"Darling" San called to you with a small chuckle, you hum lifting your head to look at him, he nudges his head to the side, and following him, you look behind, shock imminent on your face as you finally acknowledge the presence of the two others in his house, a tinge of red covering your cheeks. And this time, it wasn't from the cold.

"Oh... I didn't know you had company" you begin to say, prepared to grab at your things and leave if he gave you the sign. "No, no. That's totally fine. We're quite interested now. What other habits did he have?" The man with black hair asked, voice high as he got comfortable and leaned forward.

San laughed, rolling his eyes. He grabbed at your hand helping you put the other shoe and getting inside, leading you to his other couch. "That's Yeosang" he pointed at the blonde Greek god sitting next to the nosy one. "And he's Wooyoung" he finally introduced the curious one. The two men waved at you, a smile on their faces.

"I might have come at a bad time. I'm sorry" you laughed, itching at your hands. "No, no. Don't worry about it. They were just leaving anyway, right boys?" San says, eyes squinting to the men who stared shocked. Wooyoung grumbles under his breath, standing from the couch with an obvious pout on his lips dragging the blonde one with him.

"Betrayer" The two cussed sticking their tongues out to the brown haired male who stood behind your seat humming at all of their insults. The two men left, not without whining again, especially Wooyoung who was just the most curious about what your date had done during the date, but San made sure to rush the two out before joining you back in the living room.

"I have wine" he suggested, you groan in delight. "You know me so well, Sannie" you smile at the man, too busy choosing a bottle that you'd enjoy.

Once chosen, he sits beside you, a beautiful bottle of Red Wine standing tall in his coffee table and two glass cups in his hands. "Here" he hands you one of the cups, filling it just enough for you to taste test. "Hmm, this is just right" you softly tell him, sipping at your wine. He fills your cup once more, almost filling his when you step in to fill it for him.

"So, just how bad was it?" He questioned you, his eyes watched you set your glass down, sitting with your legs on his couch and turning to him exasperated. "It was horrible, San. He had no manners, at all!" You raised your voice, accentuating your forthright nature making him laugh already too used to your way of speech. "Describe it" he presses on.

"Well, he had no manners, he would eat in a disgusting way, he wouldn't use his napkin and used his fingers, so he had his fingers all dirty. He burped, a lot during dinner, not once did he say 'excuse me' or you know, tried to hide it, and he also ate with his mouth wide open it was so nasty" you cried exasperated head thrown back onto the back of the couch.

"God, that really is bad" he laughed. "Don't laugh. I'm serious right now" you groaned. "The worst of it all was when he wiped it. It was so, so disgusting" you continued. San froze, shoulders stilling in place as his face fell Stoic of emotion. "What do you mean, wiped it?" He asked you monotonously. "He spat spaghetti on my face and then used his dirty thumb to clean it" you cried in disgust.

San stood up, you stared at his back confused as you saw him going into the hallway that led to his bedrooms and bathroom and just decided to follow him. He entered the bathroom leaving the door wide open, you watch from the entrance as he grabs onto a little toilet paper, folding it and then wetting it slightly.

Looking through the mirror he catches your eyes through the mirror and with a sign of his hand you enter the bathroom confused. "Sit" he orders, you open your mouth to spew nonsense to him but seeing his face, you decide to just swallow your words, sitting on the closed toilet lid like he had instructed.

He smiles softly at you, squatting down to your height and grabbing your face with his pointer and thumb. "Where did you say he wiped you?" you point at your cheek, almost touching when he swats at your hand making you pout. With the gentlest of touches he raises the wet paper, wiping at your face.

You quietly watch his face, eyes squinting at your cheek, his mouth just the slightest bit open as he focused. "Sannie" you call for him softly, his eyes raising to meet your curious ones. "What are you doing?" you whispered. "Wiping the face of the germs of something disgusting" he furrows his eyebrows, face so close, you could feel his breathing on your skin, your eyes fought to not close as he turned his face just the slightest. But as soon as it was there, it was gone. "Done, should we go back to drinking our wine now?" He smiles, standing up from his position completely unfazed, walking out the bathroom and leaving you behind, breathless and lost to your thoughts.

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A week passed when one of your girl-friends had called you telling that there had been a guy who might interest you, and although you had doubts you decided to take the risk and go for it. But before that, you had already scheduled for a coffee run with San so getting ready rather quick you put on a squared cleavage dress, tight on your waist with a little flare at the end and showcasing your chest.

Entering the café, you could see San at the furthest corner, sitting on one of the booths while staring out the window as he usually did whenever he was by himself. "Sannie" you called excitedly waving your hand, he smiles back returning your gesture with a small wave of his own. Taking the seat in front of his you immediately went for the menu, checking out any new items, but nothing caught your eye, so you went back to your favorite, the strawberry lemonade, the perfect combo between sour and sweet.

"Why are you so dressed up on a Tuesday?" San joked, a soft smile as he looked at you, little stars in his eyes. "Nothing too big, Ella set me up for a date tonight with a coworker of hers" you replied nonchalantly. There was a strong silence in the table, and you used it to your advantage watching his reaction when you lifted your head from the menu cautiously. "Should I not go to the date?" You ask him.

Shocked is a small word for his reaction, he was nibbling with his teeth on his lip, his brain repeating the same words over and over, but he wouldn't dare to say them to you. Despite it all, your happiness was more important to him than his own selfishness, but all of that was gone the second you asked him that question.

"Don't go" he swallowed hard, eyes never leaving yours, a smile stretching on your face as you watched him. "Ok" You softly whisper, causing him to visibly relax, he releases the air he'd been holding whilst waiting on you to process his words, a chuckle leaving his parted lips.

Neither of you were sure of what this would lead to. You both knew, however, that you didn't want any other person to take up the relationship status with one another. But you were also both scared to define what you two now had in case it failed...

But that didn't matter to neither of you, not on this moment when you refused to this date just because he had told you to. You were happy even in this confusion.

It all became clear just a few days later when you once more headed to his house, a woman pounding on his door demanding for him to open it, you watched in utter disbelief getting closer to the door as well. "Is everything okay?" you questioned the woman, her eyes shooting daggers at you. "San. Open the door right now!" She screamed. "San..." you knocked.

Inside, San's anger towards the annoying woman faded as the intercom played your voice, his body moving on his own accord and rapidly getting to the door opening it. The woman, someone that he had met just a few weeks back and rejected had her hands up, hysterically accusing him of leaving her alone during their supposed date that he had never agreed to.

"Y/N..." he smiles grabbing onto your arm and bringing you to his arms, full on ignoring the woman in front of him. "Are you serious right now?!" She screams at him. "Don't you see her?" San points at you. "My future" he smirks, frustrating the woman even further.

"So you're leaving me for a stupid bimbo?" She scoffs. "A hot bimbo, thank you very much" You scoffed back. "I don't believe it" she crossed her eyes, a disgusted look on her face, you could almost see San's thoughts by now, shrugging to it and pulling him down by his neck to connect your lips to his finally shutting the obnoxious lady who left angrily.

"I did mean it" he whispers, breaking from your lips. "You're going to be my future. I'm not hesitating anymore" He finishes saying, eyes locked on yours. "Good" you whispered back, ushering him inside the apartment, your lips locked with his.

Posted the 10th December 2022.

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wooyoungscftie · 2 years

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HONGJOONG: My Noona

Genre: Fluff,Angst

Pairing: Hongjoong x Older!F!Reader ('94 liner)

You've been working with Ateez since 2018.You are a producer and songwriter at KQ Entertainment,and all the boys love you.One of them a bit too much.

Hongjoong was the member who's been a trainee at KQ for the longest,that's why you also know him the longest.You both have a very strong bond,you really enjoy working with him.

The red haired didn't really hide his crush on you,everyone could literally tell.But of course,you were oblivious.

You did realise that the younger has been asking you to work with him more often,telling you the song he was working on didn't sound right,even after Eden and the whole producer team told him it was perfect.He was basically just looking for an opportunity to see you.

You of course were too nice to say no,although you thought that his behavior was kinda weird.Eden was also asking you why you've been in the studio that often,even on your days off.

Today is another one of those days.It was your day off,but Hongjoong was asking you to join you in the studio.And the nice person you were,you agreed.

You were in the younger's studio,sitting on the sofa while listening to the track he was working on.

"What do you think?" Hongjoong nervously asked you after the last tone of the song played.

"It's perfect,Hongjoong.You know you're a great songwriter,and I'm glad that you're showing me the pieces first,but you should know that whatever you're working on,it's going to be a masterpiece" you smiled at the red haired.

"Thank you,noona" He shyly smiled back at you,while looking at you.

You looked at the watch,realising you've been here for more than 4 hours.

"I should go home now,Joong.It was nice spending time with you,but my private life is calling" you smiled at him.

"Alright" you noted the hint of sadness in his voice "see you tomorrow,noona"

You hugged him as a goodbye,and made your way out of the studio,meeting Seonghwa on the way.You greeted the eldest Ateez member with a quick hug before also saying goodbye to him.

Seonghwa watched you disappear,before entering Hongjoong's studio.He was expecting the younger to have this look on his face.He was frowning,his eyes almost dead.

"Hongjoong-ah..." he slowly approached the red haired boy.

"Why can't I have her,Seonghwa?Why doesn't she realise that I love her more than anything?Why can't she just return this love?" Hongjoong asked,looking at his computer screen.Seonghwa let out a sigh,before answering his questions.

"Because she's married to Eden hyung."

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auror117 · 10 months

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Forgotten memories - FORGOTTEN MEMORIES PART 3 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1362771883-forgotten-memories-part-3?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=antheiaflora&wp_originator=E4q2N7608lgggHHFN6qolYRY30%2F00O1jF6ZXUT4LM9RXn7%2FtZMVbbx0toELIa7wiT2mRq%2FukOSiFSp6BNWtP2TGlkQNTcsLfjdT0co3FqrER8fDSI0lyrB7h2IW7FgRe Hongjoong, Seonghwa and Jieun used to be best friends, it was them against the world until a horrible accident seperated the three friends. A school reunion unites them again and a finally their world is complete but with this reunion new problems arise. Old feelings come to light and it is time for dark secrets to reveal itself.

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armpirate · 5 months

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Soundleasure | Choi San || Masterlist

Pairings: Soft!San x fem!reader || Strangers to lovers, fake dating

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, online sex, ghosting

Warnings: inexperienced!San, fem!reader, masturbation, online sex, camboy, first times.

Summary: You can do whatever you please and be whoever you want on the Internet. And San knew that a little bit too well.

After finally following all the signs the universe was throwing at him, he started living a double life that no one was aware of. Everyone in his daily life knew him as Choi San, the reserved and quiet boy who wouldn't raise his voice, and would barely communicate with anyone outside of his comfort group. But only a few knew him as Soundleasure, the man with a sexy voice and a filthy mind that had their toes curling just with his narrations.

He never thought of the possibility of those two lives ever meeting, he had always tried for them to follow a parallel route and had always played safe to keep his friends from ever suspecting that side even existed. But his plans will start to crumble when he gets a little too close with one of his subscribers and she invades his real-self and altergo's universes without being able to stop it.

Y/n will not only help him to keep his secret from his circle, but will also show him there's more of Soundleasure in him than he'd like to admit.

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mother-atiny · 2 years

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Monsieur Yunho | Jeong Yunho

Genre - Fluff, cracky?

Warnings - None :D

Word Count - 1.2k

You pulled threw your dance bag over your shoulder, today you were going to a different dance class because your dance teacher was sick, you dance ballet so you didn't know how well you would do at a different class, but you were willing to give it a try.

You stepped out of your small apartment and walked outside, you hopped into your car and drove to the dance school, picking up some food along the way, once you got to the school, you finished the rest of your sandwich and went inside.

"Crap, I'm late", you groaned to yourself.

As you were running to get inside, you tripped on practically nothing and fell flat on the floor, "Crap", you laid there for a few minutes regretting your life decisions, then you heard a males voice.

"Uh, need help?", The boy asked.

You stood up and dusted off your clothes, "I'm fine, I do it all the time", You laughed, "You know gravity and all"

The boy laughed, "Makes sense, I'm like a giraffe in roller skates"

You chuckled, the boy was tall and his smile was a sight to behold, he seemed really nice.

"I'm Y/n"

"Yunho", He shook your hand, "I assume you're a dancer?", he said looking at your pointe shoes that fell out of your bag and onto the floor.

"Oh yeah, what about you?"

"Yep, I love dancing", the two of you walked to the dance room, "We're doing some mini competitions today to see who dances best, would you want to do that?"

You followed Yunho to a ballet barre, you later found out that he didn't do ballet and he really didn't know how to explain the type of dancer he is, "a little bit of everything", he said.

As much as you didn't want to admit it, Yunho was actually adorable, everything he did was sweet and funny...

While Yunho was busy speaking with the dance teacher, you rolled your legs then pulled on your pointe shoes, your body still ached from your previous performance and a part of you slightly regretted getting into ballet, but you also knew that you loved ballet, so you had to keep trying.

You placed your hands on the barre, rolling up on your toes. Yunho glanced in your direction, mouth open as if he had never seen a ballet dancer before, you felt shy, your heart beat rapidly and you had butterflies in your stomach but at least now they were flying in formation.

"So Y/n", The teacher said, "My name is Mrs. Lee, I'm your dance teacher"

You bowed, "Hello"

"Will be competing in todays competitions?"

You nodded, "I don't see why not"

Mrs. Lee smiled, "Well, we will wait for the other students to arrive but for now, you can warm up"

You smiled and turned back to the barre, doing your pliés and tipping our pointe shoes as far as you could go, you began to imagine the dance in your mind, the music, the lights, the crowd, you could see it all and it was beautiful.

Yunho slowly made his way over to you, he placed his hands on the barre and started doing squats next to you, he went up an demi pointe and giggled.

You raised a brow, "Yunho, what are you doing?"

"Ballet"

You laughed, Yunho was still doing squats and humming the sugar plum fairy from the nutcracker, a ballet you knew quite well.

"You like the nutcracker?"

Yunho blushed, "Its the only ballet I know to be honest"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, other than swan lake and stuff- wait aren't those the only ballets?"

You sighed, "There's a lot actually"

Yunho made an "O" with his mouth, then brushed it off with an awkward laugh, not long after, some other people entered the room, you felt awkward considering almost all of them were guys.

Mrs. Lee entered not long after, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked, she was tall and thin, her haired pulled tightly into a bun, exposing her rather sharp facial features.

"Good morning class", Mrs. Lee smiled, "I hope you are all doing well today"

One of the boys smiled, "How are you doing today Mrs. Lee?"

Ugh, teachers pet.

Mrs. Lee smiled again, "I'm doing well Hongjoong", she turned back to the class, "I hope you all had a chance to practice for todays competitions"

One boy with purple hair raised his hand.

"Yes Wooyoung?"

Wooyoung thought for a moment, "Whos she?", he pointed his finger at you, "Is she new?"

Mrs. Lee nodded, "She came from the ballet school on the northside-"

"wait where's your tutu?!"

"You don't wear tutus to class, they are really only used for performances", You laughed.

Wooyoung frowned, "Oh"

The rest of the boys looked at you in confusion, they must not be used to seeing ballet dancers at the school.

Mrs. Lee didn't seem to mind much because she quickly began the class, explaining how she had to pick up her daughter in a little while. So that meant that the class would be left unattended for a few hours, but she left Hongjoong in charge, who eagerly accepted his role as leader.

After Mrs. Lee left, Hongjoong scooted to the front, a smile slapped on his face.

"So-"

Yunho interrupted, "we have competitions today Joong, no one wants to hear your speech"

Hongjoong scoffed, "I wasn't going to make a speech-"

"You said that last time, then you rambled on for like 3 hours"

You held back a laugh, you didn't want anyone to think that you were making fun of them or anything, plus it was your first day at the school, you didn't want to have a bad rep.

Seonghwa stepped up, "Okay, one, stop arguing", he glared at Hongjoong, "two, stop giving speeches"

Yunho and Hongjoong sighed in defeat, then Hongjoong regained composure and continued what he was going to say.

"Pick your partners, Woo and San you stay with Seonghwa"

The two boys sighed, "What?! why Seonghwa...?"

Hongjoon shot them a glare, "Yunho, you be Y/n's partner"

"What if I wanted to be Y/n's partner?", Mingi whined.

Hongjoong glared again, you swear all this boy did was glare.

Yunho skipped over to you, placing his hands on the barre again, he watched you carefully as you stretched, you felt our muscles being pulled as you slid down.

"Wow!", Yunho exclaimed, "Your really flexible!"

You blushed, "Um thank you"

You slid down into the splits, leaning back over your legs, Yunho stared with his mouth open the entire time.

"Y/n?"

You looked up at Yunho, "Yeah?"

"Can you teach me ballet?"

Your eyes widened, "How flexible are you?"

Yunho lifted his leg onto the ballet barre, "This is it"

You laughed as you stood up, "Well can you do the splits?"

Yunho tried to slide on the floor as you did, but he failed greatly, grabbing his thighs.

"Oh god, it hurts"

You giggled, "Come on, your on my team...I'll teach you"

A/n: Hello!! If you guys like this story then I will write a part 2 to it! also, I was thinking, since so many of you read my stories/imagines/oneshots ETC, I'm coming up with a name for my fans...although you might not be a fan, you still read it and I'm so appreciative of all of you!!! sooo drumroll pleaseeeee

I will be calling you guys, my Bébés!! Sure, it may sound cringey to you but I like it.

I love my Bébés soooo much and thank you for everything!

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kiikslovewe · 2 years

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"Um no, it's your turn"

"Why do we always have to discuss this...You are the one in love with the school's Teacher's pet, not I."

"No I'm not ju-just put the damn thing in"

You and your friend Hong Joong were arguing about whos turn it was to give this, in his words "School's teacher's pet," this note. Hongi is someone you trust even more than yourself, you told him months ago that you needed him to do something, no question asked, he started helping. You and him have been taking turns to give your crush these anonymous letters, trying not to get caught. Just 2 weeks into this "operation" did Hong Joong find out what you were doing and who these pieces of papers were for and this man is not here for it.

"Ok listen...You're obvious. We both no you like this doggie"

"Human"

"Whatever, he acts like one. There's no reason for you to keep acting as if you haven't been gushing over this human puppy since day one. I've almost gotten caught by the whole cheer team doing this," Hong Joong gave the most exaggerated expression and a hand flop,"They still think I'm gay." He then gave a big sigh like the extra person he is.

And right behind him was one of the member of the cheer team. Standing with their mouth wide and exited. "O M morherfucking G you are!"

Hong Joong turned around and you stared grinning softly at the scene right infront of your eyes.

"I am?!?!" Hong Joong pointed at himself confused and with his other hand still flopped.

"OH MY GOOOOOSH YAAAAY HAPPY GAY PEOPLE MONTH!!!"

Oh that girl was ditzy, but sure did she have a lot of love and she for sure was a supportive and encouraging person.

You giggled and Hong Joong almost fully thrown himself on the floor, "Thanks a lot..." he spoke with his brows clearly as frustrated as he was and his back hunched over, he then turned to speak to Lila the cheerleader, "It's, it's pride." He said disappointedly. "OooOooo I got pride" Hong Joong shook his head and turned back to you, "You"re doing it this time, you've caused enough harm to this fluffy heart, Girly. Bye..." and he left running away like Wendy from Scary Movie. Oh boy, was he a drama kid.

This day was going to be long. Only a couple of days until you graduate and you can't even tell your childhood crush you like them. "DK I am determined to tell you," you spoke to yourself mentally "But when?"

You looked at the small note in your left hand and smiled to yourself, balling it up and making your way to your shared Homeroom.

TO BE CONTINUED

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barnesbabee · 3 years

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Oh oops! My brain doesn’t register things right lol. But a reaction to ATEEZ on their honeymoon -💎 anon

ok I'm no good at fluff but let's try this-

[ATEEZ REACT] - Honeymoon

ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ

-> He's the kind of guy to plan ahead -> So your honeymoon was fully planned and scheduled, so you wouldn't have to worry one bit -> He would look for a little cabin in a romantic location, so you could spend your time alone, in a calm place -> Probably by the beach -> Sex in the sea -> Seonghwa would also try to plan fun stuff during the day, things he thinks you'd like -> The day would be the cute part of your honeymoon, but as for the night, he'd have a lot more prepared -> "Are you ready for your surprise?"

ʜᴏɴɢᴊᴏᴏɴɢ

-> A honeymoon with him would be a lot more active I feel like -> As in you'd sleep in half the day and then be out until 3AM -> Drunk sex cause one of the boys literally confirmed that Hongjoong is a lightweight -> Honeymoon with Hongjoong would be all about visiting places, taking cute pictures, going out to eat different food... -> He wouldn't want to stay at home, he'd want to do the absolute most -> Hongjoong strikes me as someone who isn't very good at cute stuff -> But he would try his hardest and bring out some cute, thoughtful surprises for you -> "I made a playlist with every song that reminds me of you! It's 3 days long-"

ʏᴜɴʜᴏ

-> I think a honeymoon with Yunho would envolve a lot of cuddling all the time -> I think he'd like to spend most of his honeymoon alone with you, so it would be a lot of time spent inside -> So I think he would take you to a cold place, so you could spend a little big of your day skiing and doing something fun -> And then you'd come back to the resort at night and cuddle for warmth, and go in for a nice jacuzzi session -> The jacuzzi sessions would take a suspicious ammount of time- -> But throughout the whole honeymoon Yunho would make sure to shower you with attention, and would make sure you knew you were loved -> "I feel really bad for every one else in the world, because they don't get to have you."

ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ

-> You'd go to a remote place, like FAR far away from everyone -> So you two could stay together in peace and quiet -> Honeymoon would be spent mostly inside, cuddling and having freaky sex -> If you did go out he would take you for a picnic in the nature -> He'd just want this precious time with you to be spent as privately as possible -> So he'd be comfortable being his cuddly, cheeky self without feeling awkward deep down -> "I wish we didn't have to go back..."

ᴍɪɴɢɪ

-> Honeymoon with Mingi would be spontaneous -> You two had decided the location, and that's it -> The date wasn't quite decided but one afternoon he felt it was the perfect timing and packed your bags to go -> Honeymoon with him meant big bear hugs stopping you from leaving the bed, even if it was 2pm -> I think he'd like to go out and have fun, especially during meal time -> You'd never stay in to eat, he would insist you go to a restaurant and order a nice, big meal -> Although he's not very good with gifts or planning, he is very good at making you feel like the only person in the world -> "You look tiny in my shirts... It's hot."

ꜱᴀɴ

-> With him it would be all about romance -> Would 100% buy a vibrator with a remote so he could tease you while you're out at least one day or two -> He would get you a super romantic hotel suite, with champagne and strawberries -> Couple massages, jacuzzi, the whole set -> His hands would constantly be on you, either in a sexual, or cute way -> When you went out to eat or for a walk, he'd always hold your hand or hold you close -> Constantly reminding you of how good you look, or how much he loves you -> "You know, I might even love you more than that BBQ we had last night."

ᴡᴏᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ

-> Honeymoon with him is about having fun -> Would always be out of the house doing something -> And when you came back to the hotel... Well he certainly wouldn't let you rest -> Lots of cuddling and lots of PDA -> He just wouldn't be able to let go of you -> Wooyoung is the type to always praise you -> Would take you to a theme park nearby -> But you'd also have to shower him with loooots of attention -> "Why aren't you scared? Well, act scared for me please I want to feel like I'm protecting you."

ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ

-> I feel like a honeymoon with Jongho would just be the most adorable thing -> He's super shy and awkward and I feel like he'd try his best to make you happy all the time -> Even if he didn't quite know how -> He's the type of guy to go on youtube and search for honeymoon tips -> BEAR HUGS -> *Insert background Bruno Mars songs* -> He would sing to you softly when you cuddled -> "I love the way your eyes sparkle when you look at me."

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droopycoquette · 3 years

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Say It Again || Seonghwa x Reader

Summary: Seonghwa comes home and then it's all giggles and squeals.

Warning: Fluff, college au

Word count: 524 words

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As you sat down on the couch, just finished showering, you heard the door to your apartment open.

"Seonghwa," you called.

You had been dating Seonghwa for about a month. Not too long. You both had just given the key to each other's apartments last week. You weren't used to someone popping into your apartment so whenever Seonghwa came to visit he gave you a little scare.

"Seonghwa," you tried again.

"Here," he called back.

You got up from the couch and rushed or to him. As you wrapped your arms around him you snuggled into his chest, pecking his lips before backing away.

"How was your day," you asked as he took his shoes off.

"Hectic," he sighed. "We're prepping for a stage, it's always hectic. With sound, and costume, makeup-"

"Okay, I get it, Mr. Dance major," you laughed.

Seonghwa made his way over to the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

How about you," he questioned, leaning against the fridge.

"Boring, I got some emails answered and an essay finished so that's good," you sighed. "I was just about to get started on dinner."

"Okay, I'm going to hop in the shower real quick."

You nodded as you began to grab the ingredients for Kimchi Fried Rice.

"Oh, and don't forget to chop the kimchi, don't just drop it in like last time. Okay darling," he said reminding you.

You got a shiver. He had never called you that before and you loved it.

"What did you call me," you asked, turning around to face him.

He looked startled.

"Darling?"

"Ohoohoo, say it again," you squealed.

"Darling," he laughed.

"EEEE! again."

"I love you, darling."

You hopped up and down with delight. You don't know why that name sent you into a frenzy, it just did.

He sauntered to the stove and turned it off. He then grabbed your hand and kissed it.

"Come join me in the shower my darling," his sultry tone getting the better of you.

"I swear, you will get anything from me if you use that word. It's not to be taken lightly. Don't use that word unless the circumstances require it," you warned playfully.

"Are you sure," he laughed before bringing his lips to your ear. "Darling?"

"EEEEE," you squealed as goosebumps formed all over your skin.

"Please cut. it. out. I'm begging you, honey," you sighed placing your chin on his shoulder before feeling the goosebumps on his skin.

"Honey, can you hear me," you tried again.

"I now know what you feel when I call you "darling," he giggled.

"So you like it when I call you...honey," you whispered into his ear.

"Ooh, mmm, stop it. Wait, no, say it again," he squealed.

"Seonghwaaa, honeyyy," you called.

"EEEEE," he jumped.

"Okay. Okay. We should stop before we scare the neighbors," you laughed.

"Okay, fine. Damn, I didn't realize I would do that. I love dating you," he breathed.

"I love dating you," you responded.

"Now about that shower."

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A/N: Please leave me feedback <3

#Ateez #seonghwa x reader #x reader #college au #ateez x reader #imagine #fanfiction #fanfic #ateezimagine #seonghwaimagine #seonghwa

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heartedhwa · 3 years

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[2:48am]

Seonghwa finds you asleep in your shared bedroom,leaning over the desk you were working at.He knows you have been working extra hard,so instead of waking you,he gently picks you up so,he cradled comfortably in his arms before moving you to the bed where you’re more comfortable. After gingerly helping you out of your clothes,Seonghwa does the same and climbs under the covers before bringing you closer so you’re nestled inside his warm embrace.He admires you for a moment,the way you hair is lightly draped over your eyes as you sleep while pressing yourself further against his warmth,before he drifts off to sleep as well.

#kpop #ateez #ateezedit #ateez seonghwa #parkseonghwa #seonghwa #ateezimagine #ateez au #atiny #ateez x reader #kpopimagine #ateezfluff #seonghwafluff #edits #fluff

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bunnie-the-lighthouse · 3 years

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𝒲𝑒’𝓇𝑒 𝐼𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒯𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒

Pairing: ATEEZ Choi San & Reader

Warnings: I Dunno, It May Get Sentimental

Inspiration: No Idea

Type: Fluff (Extremely)

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You laid on bed, seemingly tired from the airplane ride to your honeymoon destination. While staring at the ceiling, you were wondering how your life became this way.

You then lifted up your hand and stared at your ring finger, looking at the small gem shine softly. Paranoia struck you. What if San was only marrying you for your looks? What if he was only marrying you because he was forced?

You always had second thoughts, constantly having intrusive thoughts which would make you cry and become extremely shaken up. You curled up into a ball, hugging your knees to your chest and started crying, trembling due to the thoughts.

He didn’t love you.

He didn’t want you.

You didn’t deserve him.

And those thoughts stopped, when you felt someone rubbing your back and hugging you to their chest. They then lifted the blankets and wrapped them around you, keeping you warm, safe, and loved.

“Don’t overthink, (Y/N), you are mine, and I am yours.. We promised each other and I am going to keep that promise safe,” San whispered into your ear while softly rubbing your back to soothe your cries.

“Hush, baby,” he whispered as you cried into his chest, remembering the moments that you both were together, smiling, laughing, and loving. He then kissed your forehead, forcing you to look up at him.

“Why should you doubt yourself when you are the most gorgeous and kindest human being I’ve found.. Are you even human?.. You are possibly an angel at this point, love,” he said while warming your heart as your frown slowly became a smile.

“Don’t even think that you aren’t enough, (Y/N), because you too can reach up to the stars. Whenever you feel trapped, I’ll help you break that box that you built for yourself..” … “And I will catch you whenever you fall or when you are sinking, okay?”

San ended as you nodded, he then kissed your lips and hugged you close. You both cuddled close to each other, your tears drying up as you felt glad that he was by your side.

San never stopped telling you how gorgeous you were. San never stopped supporting you when you were in the lowest points of your life. He always lifted you back up, hugging you and keeping you next to him.

He loves you.

Times may be hard, and life may be like shit.

But do remember that there’s someone out there thinking about you.

He may not know you, but he surely knows that you know him and that you care for him

He too, wants you to take care. Remember what he sang;

“We’re in this together,” and it “Only gets better from here”~

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Hi~ Bunnie here. Look at San’s sparkling eyes and hair!~

By the way, sorry for being gone for such a long time, school caught me and well, I got overwhelmed with work.

Anywho, this was supposed to be a Suggestive but it soon turned into a Fluff because I felt like people need some motivation and like, happy thoughts during these times.

I hope that y’all are doing well! Please take breaks when needed, and if you need to vent, do so! Sometimes, letting those emotions get out are actually healing.

If you have any request, don’t hesitate on dropping them by my mail! I will try my best to do them.

And remember fellas, ATEEZ may not know you personally but they know that ATINY always cares for them, so remember that you are not walking alone!

Thank you for reading, I will come back (hopefully) with more pieces of writing for you guys!

Stay safe, thank you for the support, and have a great day!

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writecsn · 3 years

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ATEEZ reaction : S/O Waking them up with kisses

first post >< if you know my instagram then yes i am on tumblr too hehe plus um...sorry if the y/n in this reaction is described as skinny but srry i couldn’t write something more than this

no warnings because this is a soft doe cute asf reaction *sobs* gEnTLy (i wrote this after my science paper so do not fucking judge lmfao)

hongjoong

a soft but exhausted sigh left your mouth as you’ve been trying to wake your husband up for almost an hour now, an idea popped in your mind as a smug smirk spread against your lips “sweetheart, wake up” cooing it again you lean to plant kisses all over hongjoong’s face.

at first he wiggled and lean backwards as his eyes flutter open dramatically he smiled as he lazily brought up his arms to wrap it around your small waist.

“please, lets just sleep baby”

seonghwa

you turned around to see your husband’s muscles tensing up and wiggling as he shifted his position, checking the timing it was already late for him and you knew his members are going to be mad.

“darling” you softly cooed in his ear while you brushed his morning messed up hair. a smile spread across your smile as you looked at his sleeping figure. not so long after you started leaving wet kisses on his earlobe and behind his ear.

he chuckled and smiled cutely “good morning” he tilted his head over your lips as you kissed his forehead.

yunho

you softly got on the bed after making the breakfast, seeing his sleeping and now heavy figure, you got on top of him softly. making sure he doesnt feel uncomfortable. since you were light weighted he didn’t feel which you got on him.

one kiss planted on his lips, moving to his nose almost 15 times you kissed both of his morning chubby cheeks “ah” he grunted as you playfully slapped his chest “wake up bubba” you said.

his eyes opened, the smile he gave you made him look even more cute because of his morning puffy face. his cheeks were glowing not lying GLOWING.

yeosang

rubbing his back, he was snuggled in your chest like a big giant baby, light and soft snores leaving his lips. you couldn’t help but admire this state of him. he was pretty insecure about it but you were so confused whenever he mentioned it i mean like ?! did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

you leaned downwards to place almost 25 kisses at the same time on his cheeks which got him annoyed. he woke up with a grumpy look “come on baby wake up”

he looked at you with now his grumpy face, you pouted “not now, i want to cuddle with you and you can’t stop me” he rolled his eyes as he went back snuggling in your chest.

san

he was sleeping with hugging onto his pillow since you left to make breakfast, you could see his palms slowly moving and rubbing on the pillow like a baby, smiling at him you walked over him.

you laid your entire body on him letting him feel your weight, it didn’t matter to him anyways, “angel” you called him by the sweet name. no response, shaking him again you called for his name, again no response.

feeling tired of this you licked your lips to get it wet as you placed a kiss on side on his forehead, to his cheeks, to his jawlines and then to his ears. he giggled at the sensation as his eyes open lazily.

he shifted his position so your body would completely be on his bare chest, he then pouted his lips asking for a kiss, you knew your kiss always turns out to be a tongue one so you moved your lips back “no kisses you didn’t brush”.

mingi

“baby” you massaged his feet softly trying to wake him up, rolling your eyes at his loud snores you rubbed his buttcheeks and spanked them as he moaned “what you need” he said, interested.

nothing was working so you tried his weakness, moving up towards his neck you planted soft and wet kisses over his sharp nose, sharp jawline 3 times each. he practically smiled and giggled “bub don’t- i”

wooyoung

he was facing the otherside, where the window led so the sunlight ray was directly falling over his angelic face, he grunted and moved to your side keeping half of his body on you.

you moaned as you hit him up with a pillow, which irritated wooyoung as he clicked on his tongue “what the fuck” he sleeply said as you threw the pillow away and attacked him with a kiss.

he chuckled and found it cute “two more minutes i promise”

jongho

he wasn’t a deep sleeper but today, he was all tired so you deicded to make him take rest and don’t work himself alot. but it was 2:00pm already and you were bored.

going inside your bedroom, you jumped on the bed as you kissed his forehead while playing with his soft and smooth hair, he softly smiled at your touch.

you kissed his nose and cheeks, bopping his nose few times he kept flinching at your cold fingers touching so you decided to stop and go out, but he held your arm and pulled you on top of him “come here jagi”

#ateezimagines #ateezsan #ateez #ateezreactions #ateezxreader #ateezimagine #ateez x you

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novafiqs · 3 years

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[ateez san drabble + fluff + angsty?]

- made by nova !¡

- this is only a small drabble, just to get out some ideas. Do not expect me to make this into an entire fanfiction.

- do not copy without credits, do not repost without my permission, do not plagiarise my work <3

- there are some references from my previous posts on my instagram (novafiqs), Movie Break Part 1 (collab with hwaqties on ig) and Stay Here.

- Hope you enjoy reading!!

Serenades of black striking the sky, the stars became a beautiful choir. All of them being lights that sing in endless and infinite patterns. The pale crescent of the moon shone like a silvery claw in the night, the occasional barking of faraway dogs broke the silence of the night. The night expands as dark angel wings, protecting the earth as both of your legs dangled off of the side of the building roof, holding your hands firmly on the ceiling beneath you. Your head leaning on one of his broad muscular shoulders, his head placed gently on top of yours. His fingers laying softly on yours, the small strokes from his thumb placed on top of the back of your palm. Small whispers from him entered your ears, sending small shivers down your spine at the sudden gestures. An infinite galaxy shining right in front of your eyes. It was everything you could ever ask for at this point. Sitting next to the man you loved the most in the entire world and a beautiful landscape placed in front of you. If only you were still here to relive moments like these again.

made by @novafiqs on tumblr, do not repost/copy/plagiarise !!

all work here is originally written by me.

#ateez #ateezfanfic #ateezimagine #fluff #angst #choi san #ateezsan #ateez choi san #choi san imagine #choisanfanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #cute #sad #writing #atiny #kpop

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wooyoungscftie · 3 years

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WOOYOUNG: Stop Talking

Genre: fluff,a bit of angst,hints of smutish behaviour

Summary: Wooyoung starts to be insecure again,so you have to show him how beautiful he actually is.

A/N: this was inspired by the picture Wooyoung posted on Universe,because this mf had the courage to actually say he gained 5kg,and now has to lose this weight again.He's freaking beautiful and he has to know this!

After Ateez' promotions for 'I'm The One' ended,the boys started to have some time off.Wooyoung and you took the time to look for an apartment for you two,since their manager allowed you to move in together,as long as it's still in the near of their company and the boys' dorm.Until then you're both hanging around in the dorm

"What do you think about this one baby?" Wooyoung asked you as he pointed at one picture in the internet.

It's a quite big one,with enough room for at least four people.You would personally find it too big,but Wooyoung really wants to have enough space.His explanation was,that you both had to plan for your future already.When mini you's and wooyoung's run around the apartment.

"This looks great.But can we talk about this later?I'm hungry and I want to eat something.Can we order some pizza?" You asked with puppy dog eyes.

"As much as I like to eat pizza right now,I can't" he said sitting up from his position laying beside you.

"Why can't you eat pizza?What's wrong?" You asked concerned.The last time he was having this behaviour he started his diet.

"I don't know if you noticed it,but since the promotions ended I gained 5kg.Now I need to lose it again"

Is he being for real right now?You hated it when he's talking about his weight like this.You never considered him as chubby,he had a bit of puffy cheeks and a little tummy,but that was it.

Of course you realized that he wasn't really watching what he was eating recently,but as if that's something bad.His cheeks got a bit rounder again,a little bit of chub started to form on his abs,and his beautiful thighs started to make a comeback.

"Wooyoung,you know you don't have to be skinny to actually look good?" You also sat up to directly look at him.

"But you know I feel more comfortable.I was so happy after finally losing 14kg,and just because I can't pay attention to my meals I'm gaining weight again.I don't like this at all"

"You're unbelievable.I told you this several times, you're fucking beautiful no matter how much you weight.I love you for who you are,and you should also love yourself."

"Y/N have you seen me?Have you seen how round my face got?How my abs aren't defined anymore?How thick my thighs got?"

"Wooyoung.Your face is extremely cute,I honestly like this more than your pale looking,sharp face,you yourself said that you prefer chest over abs,so you shouldn't care about this,and believe me when I tell you that everyone,Atiny's and myself,love your thighs more than anything.And now my dear boy,take your shirt off" you demand.

"I-what?" Wooyoung was visibly confused.

"Take your shirt off baby boy" you took out your domestic side with using your boyfriend's favourite pet name.

Being affected by the pet name he took off his shirt and layed it to his side.You put the laptop on the bedside table and turn to him again.

"I don't know what your problem is.Look at your abs, they're still there,so no need to worry.And now" you put your hands on his chest to push him down and straddle his waist.

"let me show you how beautiful you are"

#ateez #ateezreaction #jungwooyoung #kpop #wooyoung #wooyoungimagine #wooyoungangst #wooyoung angst #wooyoung fluff #ateez imagines #ateezimagine #ateezimagines

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mypsh · 3 years

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Imagine Yunho's huge body taking shelter in the arms of your tiny body ok i feel weak

#ateez #jeongyunho #ateezyunho #yunho #imagine #ateezimagine

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armpirate · 24 days

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Soundleasure | Choi San || CH. 12

Pairings: Soft!San x fem!reader || Strangers to lovers, fake dating

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, online sex, ghosting

Warnings: inexperienced!San, fem!reader, masturbation, online sex, camboy, first times.

Summary: You can do whatever you please and be whoever you want on the Internet. And San knew that a little bit too well.

Y/n will not only help him to keep his secret from his circle, but will also show him there's more of Soundleasure in him than he'd like to admit.

Previous || Next

MASTERLIST

Aprox. time of reading: 14 minutes

San looked so determined when he said he'd find a nice place to eat, just to end up regretting it five minutes later when they arrived at the restaurant area and he found himself struggling to find the place that could adapt to her the most. It wasn't like there were a lot of restaurants, which probably made it even harder for him to pick the right one.

—Um —he thought out loud—. There isn't much to choose from.

—It's alright. Let's just go wherever you want —she shrugged.

Seeing his eyes moving to the four open restaurants was a quite new experience for her. She was convinced he probably would've found the best place to eat in less than a second if he had been by himself, but his hesitation was more connected to the way he wanted to have her also enjoying her food.

—What are you craving? —San turned to her.

—Hmm... That Mexican restaurant looks pretty good.

—Let's go, then.

Her thoughts started to sound weird when she internally started praising San for such a small gesture as to having consideration for what she wanted, and she realized the type of men she had been seeing ever since she broke up with her ex boyfriend to be thinking that his attitude was one of a kind and deserving of the amount of praise she was throwing his way.

After they reached their table, she could almost touch his nervousness in front of her. It was like one thick brick around him, and that also limited a lot of his actions and words.

—You know you can relax, right? —she joked, looking at him over the menu.

—I'm relaxed —he sighed.

—No, you're not —her eyes slowly went back to the plastified paper in front of her—. You don't need to impress me, so you can calm down.

His body stopped to slightly bounce with the constant movements of his legs, fixing his eyes on her and completely ignoring the menu he was holding.

—You're not being tested, and I'm not here to judge you, just feel free to behave however you want —she shrugged, leaving the menu back on the table—. Just treat me as a friend. Would that make you more comfortable?

—I think so —he slowly nodded.

—You need to take it easy. Relax —the way she moved her hands made it seem as if she was taking something invisible off her shoulders—. I have enough with having people look like their balls are being stepped on when I'm walking by at work.

—Yikes, that sounds... —he grimaced just at the mere thought of it— hurtful.

—Uh-hum. I'm a heel on a ball.

Her humor was so random, and weird, that it instantly made him feel better at his own self. She wasn't scared of being open with that side of her, she was already doing more than asked to make it as easy for him, it was just fair he tried to do the same thing.

—I don't think you're a heel on a ball, more like a kick.

Maybe he tried a little too much.

Y/n stopped, lifting her eyes back to him, only to blurt out a chuckle at his comment and how nervous he looked after.

—I mean it because it's less painful, not because I think you're like a kick on the balls. Although, it's not like I know what it's like to be stepped on...

—You're doing it again —her eyebrows raised with her warning.

—Sorry.

Her gaze intensified with his apology, warning him without saying a word.

—So, I guess life at work didn't change? —he brought up, trying to reconnect the light-hearted conversation with something they could actually talk about.

—Well, it got slightly worse —her head quickly tilted, squirming just at the thought of the environment in her office—. There was a ramp down recently, and teams had to choose two people to fire them. Except mine, because I chose to earn less, so part of my salary would go to those two people, only for them to look at me as if I were the devil —she commented on the side.

—For what? You took a decision no one else would've taken.

—They don't know I did that, so they just think I kept my whole team because I'm the boss' daughter —she finally added—. It's alright though. I didn't do it for people to praise me for it.

—Honestly... After seeing my father getting kicked out of his position for a similar situation, your choice should be recognized —he softly said—. Not a lot of people would choose sympathy over greediness. It just shows off the kind of person that you are.

San seemed so genuine while he said those words, that Y/n couldn't help but smile, feeling full and proud of herself after receiving that praise from someone else that wasn't her own self while looking in the mirror.

It felt so different.

—What about you? How's your master going?

—It's going well —he puckered his lips, trying to think of something to be able to fill up the conversation naturally the same way she did—. Yeah... I bet you already know what it is like.

—Well, it's not really the same —she giggled—. Is that teacher still being an asshole to you?

—He seems to have a radar —he finally let out—. And if someone didn't send me texts only when I'm with him...

—Are you blaming me? —she pointed at herself, faking offense— If you need to answer one of my texts that fast, even during that class, it's because you want to talk to me really bad —and that was a checkmate—. Am I wrong?

His lips started moving nervously, stuttering the words before he was able to say them. Of course he wanted to talk to her, of course he was willing to take any chance to keep talking to her, but wasn't it too much to admit it just like that?

—May I take your order?

Saved by the bell.

While San rushed to shift his attention from her to the waiter, Y/n smiled at him, shaking her head lightly.

There was something so funny about making him so nervous.

—You're so different —she thought out loud, after the waiter left with their command.

—What?

—I wouldn't have expected you to be like this when we first talked —Y/n continued.

—Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

—Good —she quickly nodded—. I like this version much better than the Soundleasure one —she admitted.

—You do?

—It's different —her lips puckered while she approved what she had just said—. The person on those videos seems like a whole different you, you're more approachable than you might seem.

—I guess it's what you can call a character? —he doubted— Soundleasure doesn't have any limits or real problems, no struggles, no insecurities —he smiled down—. He just has to be there and put on a sexy voice. And I'm just... me.

—Hey! It's so hard to be just you —she joked.

While he smiled and looked at her, San wondered if it'd have been like that between them even if he hadn't stopped talking to her all of a sudden.

—I'm sorry —she looked confused at those two words—. I shouldn't have ghosted you. I guess I was intimidated and scared of what you'd think of me, and ran away instead of giving you an explanation.

—Hmm... Did I look that out of reach? —her eyebrow raised— It's alright —her tone turned softer with those words—. Just... next time... try talking it out before running away —she asked—. Honestly, I was kinda intimidated, too.

—You? No shit.

—Yes shit —she nodded—. I guess it's normal. You connect with someone online, hit it off, and then you wonder if it'd have been the same if you had met in person. Or if the chemistry is real and not just a projection of what you want on those texts and calls. I guess that's why I wanted us to meet.

—I guess we could try to still be in contact after all of this ends.

—I guess so —she agreed.

The rest of the lunch went by in such a comfortable and carefree environment, that San felt free to let go of the pressure a bit more with each passing minute. Talking with Y/n was easy. It didn't matter if it was through a screen or face to face, he just loved how he could be himself with her without worrying about anything else.

At least until the time to pay the bill arrived.

She looked nervous, and uneasy, looking one way and the other, moving on her seat nervously while they waited to pay for the food.

At first he thought it could possibly be because she didn't want him to pay, or because she felt bad about the price of the food they ate, but she was still in that uneasy state even after they left the restaurant.

Her hand quickly hooked on his wrist, dragging him out of the restaurant area to take him back to the shops.

—Where are we going?

—We can't be here —she whispered.

—Why not? You're acting as if I hadn't paid for the food —he looked confused.

Y/n was about to answer what he asked, but her words got stuck in her throat when she saw her father walking to the place where they were at, forcing her to quickly push San towards the bathroom corridor and hide as they stayed glued to the wall.

—What's going on?

—My father's here.

—What?

The way he asked with a high-pitched tone, making most of the people coming or getting out of the restrooms made her grimace, placing her index over her lips to ask him to stay quiet.

—My assistant told him I left early, and he called me. I thought that by saying I was with you, he'd decide to leave me alone. But he thought now was the best time to meet you, and now we're hiding from him because I need you to change your clothes before you meet him.

She stepped back, aware of his confused look mixed with the glimpses of scare.

—Sorry.

Her hand dragged his hood over his head, hiding his face before she pushed him towards the male restrooms.

—Y/n?

She stood straight at the thick voice of her father, finally aware of the way he was looking at her when he noticed where she was.

—The female's bathroom is on the other side.

—I know —she quickly nodded—. It's just that San needed to go to the restroom.

—And you were planning on going with him —his thick eyebrow raised.

—No, of course not.

—Why don't we wait for him in the cafe?

—Hmm, you go. I'll stay here —she tried to encourage him.

—Your boyfriend won't escape —his fingers gently hooked around her elbow—. Let's go.

That was exactly what she was afraid of, that San would sneakily escape, impulsed by the pressure.

After they took a seat in one of the cafes, back in the restaurant area, she made sure to let San know where they were, so he'd be able to find them once he got out of the restroom. And her father just waited for her to leave the phone aside to engage in a conversation with her, which was always related to the same thing: the company. It varied from what happened throughout the day, future projects, or gossip in the office, but it was always centered in that office she spent most of her day at.

It wasn't like she cared much about it in any way. What were they supposed to talk about? They both worked in the same place, they both saw each other every single day. There wasn't much to talk about other than that.

Her part of the conversation got interrupted suddenly, with the words slowly losing their power as soon as she looked up at the door of the establishment.

San's figure looked even better from afar with that outfit. She was surprised by how marked his waist was, with the black shirt tucked in inside his pants and secured with the black leather belt that fitted it all. But more importantly, she was surprised to see him walking over there with determination, taking his time before he stopped behind her father.

—Babe —Y/n excitedly called him.

Her father quickly turned to the man behind him as Y/n got up from her place to wrap her arm around his, gluing their bodies together.

—You wanted to meet him, and he's here —she cheered relieved—. This is San, my boyfriend. And this is my father —Y/n pointed at the old man, who didn't even make the attempt to get up from his seat—: Harry...

—Mister Y/s for you, though —he interrupted Y/n, quickly making clear how San should refer to him.

—Of course —San nodded— Nice to meet you, sir.

—Come on —she whispered, patting his upper arm to get him to take the seat next to hers.

Although he tried to adopt that mature and confident aura Y/n had hinted at while they were shopping, his real self was slowly coming through as the environment got thicker under the exigent look that was coming from the man's dark eyes.

—So, you're the famous San —he thought out loud, scanning the young man in front of him—. My daughter kept you from me like a secret. It's almost like you came out of nowhere

—Really? —he nervously laughed— It does look like it, doesn't it? —he mumbled.

—It's not that —she quickly added—. You know how private I've always been. That's why it seems like it came out of nowhere —she smiled.

—So... —her father tried to redirect the conversation somewhere else— Y/n told me you specialized in computer engineering.

—Yeah, I'm finishing the masters this year.

—But my daughter told me you were already working as such.

Y/n's face quickly distorted, pressing her lips tight and furrowing her eyebrows when she assumed they were already caught on their lies.

It lasted more than she'd have expected.

—I did, of course —San tried to get some control back—. I graduated, then started working, and then thought it'd be better to perfectionate my career. So I started a Master's program, right? —he tried to look at Y/n for support— But it's getting tough, so I left the company I was working at just last week. That's why Y/n didn't know.

—So you don't tell my daughter everything?

—Hmm...

—He told me, but I forgot —Y/n seconded, trying to save him—. Silly boy, don't you remember you told me the other night?

—Ah, ye... yeah. That's right! —he was desperately trying to keep up with the conversation—. I've been so busy and stressed lately that my head is a mess.

—Yet you still have time to see my daughter —his dark eyes moved between Y/n and San, unaware of how each of their features broke as each second went by—. That's really important. My girl deserves to be dedicated twenty five hours out of twenty four.

San could feel the weight on his shoulder slowly being lifted as he saw her father smiling widely, happy with the improvised answer he had just come up with.

—She's just as busy, actually. Always closed in that damned office. So it's good to see she's met someone that would understand her lifestyle, but would also push her out of it.

Y/n's smile turned more genuine and relaxed with every new word her father let out, praising San for his attitude towards her.

—So how did you two meet?

—A dat... hmm! —he held back the painful moan that was about to come out when her fingers pinched his side, right on his ribs.

—A blind date —she nodded—. We have a friend in common, so yeah. We kinda kicked off like that.

—Yeah, it was love at first sight —San tried to add.

—Was it? My daughter has always been quite adamant to that idea —his chuckle almost made San panic again.

—It was different with him —she tried to save face—. You know what you've always said about feeling butterflies in your stomach and light music playing in the background when you met mom? It was something similar.

—Huh —her father's smile went wide again—. So, tell me about you, San.

—About me? I don't have much to tell about myself.

And while it seemed like he did have things to tell about himself, the conversation quickly shifted from what was he aspiring to do in his future to the last match of the Patriots. Something that was supposed to be a meeting to give his approval to her new boyfriend, turned into a Patriots fan meeting to discuss several many things she didn't care about.

—Finally someone with good taste —her father cheered—. My daughter always goes for the New York Giants.

—Really? —San seemed so natural in his reaction, that she wondered at what moment he broke character, comfortable enough to be himself— How can you not support the Patriots?

Something she couldn't argue about: football. Her eyes instantly threw daggers at him when he even attempted to start the teasing.

—They're a good choice, too —San tried to get her glare to soften at him.

—I have an idea —her father quickly.

—No, you don't —Y/n tried to stop him, almost as if she were reading his mind.

—I'll host a barbecue this weekend with some friends, why don't you come?

—I'd love to —San rushed to answer, leaving Y/n with her lips parted as she unsuccessfully tried to come up with an excuse.

—Fine, then I'll be waiting for you two —he shifted his gaze to Y/n—. I'll prepare your favorite dessert.

She knew what it meant: she wasn't allowed to make up any excuses not to go.

Shortly after, her father left with an urgent phone call that was going to draw him back to the office, not before reminding San that he'd be waiting for him.

—He liked me, right? —San said excitedly.

Without answering, Y/n hit his upper arm, taking him by surprise.

—What?

—You were supposed to meet him today, and not see him again —she whined—. Why did you say that you'd go?

—I thought it'd have looked bad if I had said I wouldn't —he tried to defend himself.

Y/n huffed, knowing he was right, but also frustrated because she kept thinking declining it would've been the best idea.

—We could tell him something came up?

—That wouldn't work out —she pouted, puckering her lips before she turned to him again—. Why did you have to start talking about football?

—I wanted to sell off that confident facade. And I only thought I'd be able to pull it out that way —he tried to justify himself.

Now they were in deeper trouble. Y/n knew how important those barbecues were, and how it meant more than just watching an innocent football match on the big TV of her parents' house. It also meant building bridges of trust and intimacy with some of the partners her father always worked with.

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Falling For Her | Kang Yeosang

Genre - Fluff, Comedy

Warnings - Nothing, other than Yeosang being absolutely ethereal in that pic.

Word Count - 1.2k

Yeosang, your best friend, and you were hanging out at the house as you usually did on Saturday mornings. Your mom and dad were away, so it was just the two of you.

"What would you like for breakfast?" You asked, pulling out a cereal box from the cupboard and throwing it at him.

Yeosang furrowed his brows, holding the box away from him as if it had contracted a disease or something. You looked over at him before reaching for the bowls, he hadn't responded so you wanted to make sure he was actually listening, but when you looked at him, all you could see was that he was being picky again.

"Well, what were you wanting for breakfast?"

You really didn't want to cook this morning and the idea of actually having to mix something made you want to flop back into bed with a bag of crisps. But no one could really blame you, everyone had their eyes where the thought of exerting yourself made you wanna cry.

Yeosang gave you an evil smile, "Chicken?"

You rolled your eyes, climbing down from the counter. "Fine, but you're paying".

Stepping down completely, you slipped on a pair of slippers in the doorway and grabbed your sweatshirt, which by the way looked beautiful paired with a pair of Spongebob shorts you had owned since the 8th grade.

After grabbing his sweatshirt and the keys off the counter, Yeosang ran to the car, practically hopping inside. Only Yeosang, you thought, could get that excited over the thought of chicken this early in the morning.

You quickly followed after him, locking the door behind you with a spare key that had been hidden under the "welcome" mat for ages. Once you got to the car, you shooed him out of the driver's seat.

"Why can't I drive?", He whined, walking over to the other side.

You rolled your eyes as you took the keys out of his hands, "Yeo, not a chance. I don't want to have to explain to my parents that you almost killed us because you were being an idiot".

Yeosang shot you a glare, "it was ONE time".

Finally, Yeosang got into the car and buckled up. You slowly pulled out of the driveway, your fingers tapping on the steering wheel as you waited for a few kids to cross the street. Eventually, the kids moved and you were able to pull completely out, giving them a small wave of approval as you drove down the street.

"So, where were you wanting to get food?"

"McDonald's."

It wasn't far, but you expected better from the Chicken connoisseur himself.

You turned to him, disappointment was obviously heavy on your face. "Of all places in Seoul, you choose Mcdonald's?"

Yeosang shrugged, "It sounded good, and they have this new chicken sandwich that I keep seeing on TV. I want to see if it's any good".

You turned the corner to Mcdonald's, shaking your head. "I expected better from you Kang Yeosang".

After much debate on whether or not to go inside to order, you finally decided to just do the drive-thru. You ordered, paid, then took the food to your house. As you drove, Yeosang fed you french fries, mostly because he wouldn't let you reach into the bag, calling you a thief every time you took one (which wasn't exactly an exaggeration, because your fried potato addiction was getting a bit out of hand at this point).

After you got back to the house, you made a picnic in your room. You weren't very hungry, mainly because Yeosang had fed you so many fries on the ride home, but you still ate your food. Yeosang was unusually quiet when you ate, not saying more than a few sentences every few minutes.

The mood had completely flipped in a matter of minutes.

"What's the matter?" you asked as you sipped your drink.

Yeosang shook his head as he shoved a handful of fries in his mouth, "Nothing."

Okay, you raised an eyebrow, he never said "nothing", and he always spoke his mind. So something was obviously wrong.

"Sangie, tell me", you whined, laying yourself across his lap.

Yeosang rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Can I ask you something, Y/n?",

"Uh of course"

It was a little nerve-racking to face him, as he had never asked you any questions with so much seriousness.

Yeosang took a deep breath, "Be honest, do you like Wooyoung?"

After a moment of silence, you started to laugh, which eventually turned into cackling. You were laughing so hard, your stomach hurt and your eyes watered.

"Wooyoung? really?", You laughed.

Yeosang made a confused face, "Is that a yes or no?".

"No Yeosang", You replied, "Why do you care?".

Yeosang blushed and turned his face away from you, he remained silent as he looked at the ground.

"Yeosang", You poked his cheeks, " Do you like me?",

Yeosang looked at you with wide eyes, his face bright red.

"Wha-what, who told you?", He choked out.

Inside he was a complete nervous wreck, he could even feel his palms begin to sweat as your face cracked into a devilish smirk.

"No one, I was just seeing if that would make you crack. Which I was right about."

Yeosang blushed again, "I-i, Y/n! Why do you do this to me?"

Totally caught off guard, you kissed Yeosang on the cheek. Dodging the question like a pro.

"uh, what was that for?", He gulped. Every bit of awkwardness coming out in one sentence.

"Because I like you too".

Yeosang gulped again, he leaned forward until your lips collided and he kissed you softly. The kiss was sweet and gentle, but really REALLY awkward.

"Yeosang, now can I tell you something?", you giggled.

Yeosang nodded, "Okay".

You took a sharp breath before you spoke, "That was my first kiss"

" Mine too"

You both blushed profusely, then you heard the front door slam shut.

"Y/n! Yeosang!", Mingi ran up the stairs and opened the door.

You and Yeosang were still sitting on the bed, your face still close to Yeosang's.

Mingi stopped in his tracks, "Oh! Am I interrupting something?", standing awkwardly in the doorway. He already knew what was going on by the crap-eating grin on his face.

Yeosang glared at Mingi, "You tell anyone and I will personally kill you".

"I- fine", Mingi rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, Hongjoong wanted me to get you."

"Why?", You hopped off the bed and handed Mingi a food bag, "This is yours", you smirked, "IF"...

"If what?"

"IF you tell Hongjoong that Yeosang and I aren't home"

Mingi nodded and took the food as he ran back down the stairs.

You and Yeosang spent the rest of the day watching movies and hanging out at home, Mingi actually followed through with your request, and the boys all thought that you and Yeosang were with your parents on their trip, Mingi came up with that excuse when the boys started to doubt him. But, In the end, you not only spent a lazy but amazing day with your best friend, but you also went to sleep that night with your best friend and now Boyfriend, Yeosang.

#kang yeosang #cuteness #fluffyateez #ateezimagines #yeosangisbeautiful #love

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