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Morning| Yongguk

Prompt no#97 “I apologise sincerely if my handsome/beautiful face has kept you awake all night.”

 Some things could be impossible to have.

And one of these things is having him by your side right now. He was sleeping soundlessly like an angle. You could not process how a person could change so much by sleeping. People tend to misunderstand him for his strong gaze and stern eyes. However, once you get to know him you would know that he has the heart of a child.

Nevertheless, he was a devil who possessed your life and your heart. 

Bang Yongguk, the man of many talents. He was most known for stealing girls' hearts which made you wary about him at first. Until you fall so hard with him, it was hard to stand up again.

You could not have enough of him. His sharp jaw, his pointed nose, and his well-defined eyes. Well, god must have taken his time creating him, because he was so beautiful it almost hurt. His muscles were so defined. You could not stop staring at his collarbone area, his well-toned chest.

You gulped as you remembered last night. Heat crept into your cheeks as you remembered how your hand roamed over his stiff back and ran into his fluffy hair. This man, he was all yours now.

Reaching for his tempting hair, you played with it between your index and thump so faintly so that he will not wake up, feeling how smooth it was recalling the memories you made of that night.

Out of the blue, a hand grabbed yours making you jump slightly in your place. You met his eyes and heat flushed your cheeks; anyone could mistake you for a tomato.

“H-Hey, you were awake?” You stuttered feeling embarrassed about being caught.

“You have been staring for so long.” His deep voice sent chills through your spine. His eyes roamed over your face before catching your eyes. “I apologize sincerely if my handsome face has kept you awake all night.”

You swore if you touched your cheeks you would burn yourself from how hot they felt. You needed to run away now. But before you could even take one movement away from him, he pulled you closer. You yelped in surprise as you found yourself somehow beneath him.

His body was hovering over yours, his elbow resisted by your cheeks for support as his face was so close it was torturous. His breath flaming hot against your skin.

You waited for him to close the distance, but he would not do that. Your skin tingled with craving of his touch on your body. You could not look away from his deliciously buffy lips.

“I-I am…” You murmured softly as you leaned forward to catch his lips in yours. To your surprise he pulled away, but never got up from over you, a smirk stretched so widely while he caged you between his arms.

At that moment, you wanted to hide. You probably looked so eager; it was too embarrassing.

“It’s so unfair.” You said as you hide your face in your elbow.

You gasped when he pulled your elbow away from your eyes and put it above your head. His eyes switched from teasing to wolfish.

Too intense and too dark, it sent electric waves through your whole body.

“what’s unfair?” He asked with his deep voice, too close to your ears. “Are you so eager for a second round? Something to refresh your memory about last night.”

“Stop it.” You whined as you looked at him nervously. “You like teasing so much.”

“I still didn’t do anything yet.” He breathed against your lips, before capturing them between his. You let yourself be drawn into his spell.

Losing yourself to him was the one thing you knew how to do the best. His kisses started out soft and tender as if you were made of glass and he was afraid to break you, but then those kisses turned into heated ones that left you breathless and shaky.

“Good morning, my lovely wife.” He breathed between kisses.  

“Good morning, my handsome man.” You giggled as he kissed your forehead and then your nose.

“I think we will cancel our plans for today.”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

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Bang Yongguk: Bad At Love Final

A/N: The last one. There is no more after this so I hope everyone who did read it, enjoyed it. 

PS: I didn’t proof read this so yeah. 

Summary: Your whole marriage with Yongguk was a lie and you were ready to live with it. Until your feelings start to get in the way.

Somehow days start to pass, as slow as they may pass you and Yongguk seem to be doing just fine. Things were a little less awkward after the two of you talked. You had assured him that you didn’t hate him and you had left simply because it was hard to maintain a life you had not picked for yourself. He had understood this and said that he is okay with giving you the space you need while you are still under the same roof as you.

You are grateful for him taking things so lightly and easily. It would be easier to leave in the end if he just let you be. The only thing you were back to do was to make sure he would sign the divorce papers after his full recovery.

The final check up was done, all the results had came back as all clear and even you had to admit that Yongguk looked a little more at ease. The two of you don’t say anything to each other as the two of you make your way back home. You are driving and Yongguk is on the passenger seat, looking out the window. He doesn't say anything and you just focus on driving. After a long pause he finally speaks.

“So I guess this is it”

you don’t respond. You don’t know how to as you know exactly what he is talking about. He finally looks at you and you feel like he could burn a hole through you. His gaze was piercing so you only manage a nod.

“I will sign the papers”

And he does.

You had not bought back much things with you when you rushed back to see Yongguk so there wasn’t much packing to do like last time. It was a quick task and you thought it would all be over in an instant as the two of you sit on the sofa. The pen in his hand and your heart was in your throat.

It felt like forever as he signed the papers but he sighs it like it was nothing. You feel tears in your eyes. You had waited for this moment and for your freedom from all the lies and yet this moment broke your heart.

Once he finishes he puts his pen out and sits up.

“I wish you a happy life, Bang Yongguk” you say as he stand up slowly. Your feel yourself shake a little as you stand up and turn away from Yongguk. You tell yourself that this was it and all you have to do now is walk out.

“Wait”

You stop just as you are about to reach the door. You turn around and gasp when you see Yongguk on his knee on the ground with a ring in his hand.

“What are you doing?!” you ask in shock.

“Something I should have done a long time ago” he says simply with the biggest smile on his face.

You still have no words as the tears in your eyes start to fall.

“I love you so much and it took so damn long to realise it…I’m an idiot and I am so sorry that it took you leaving for me the realise how much I needed you here with me. I know we haven’t had the best of starts and I have been cold towards you for so long, I thought you had started to hate me for it so I did it to avoid your clear feelings to me…and my own but I don’t want to avoid this anymore, so if you will have this idiot of a man, will you marry me? …for real this time?” he says his whole speech on his knees, never breaking eye contact with you. He is still smiling and all you can do is nod as the tears continue to fall.

Yongguk is back on his feet and he wraps his arms around you and envelopes you in his warm embrace. Your hands find their way to his face as you pull him in close to you. You can’t believe this is happening. You can’t believe that he knew all this time and that he thought you could ever hate him. You could never hate him.

“I love you” you can’t do anything other than whisper it to him between small sobs.

His smile widens if it was even possible and finally the two of you share the softest kiss ever which was filled with so much love.

…

Everyone is shocked at the news of you two have another wedding. The two of you didn’t bother with the big wedding again so it was just a small affair. The two of you signed the papers at the court house before the small ceremony and then you had a little party with all your close family and friends.

And everything was as perfect as it could be. Of course there was lots of bumps on the road but those were to be expected and any other bumps on the road would be nothing for the two of you now that you two were truly together.

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[iwritekpopthings]

Jealous

Characters: You, Choi Junhong Genre/ warnings: Fluff, romance, slight confrontation, more fluff Word Count: 1031 Written for a friend for her birthday~

You didn’t think it was a big deal. Your new outfit played off your best features and when you met up with him, Junhong was blown away. As you went through your carnival date, you didn’t notice much about the people around you. Junhong had almost your full attention and that was how he preferred it. However, his attention wasn’t always on you.

“What are you looking at?” You asked for probably the third time. He blinked and looked down at you, a little embarrassed at being caught.

He reached out and intertwined his fingers with yours. “It’s nothing, I’m just looking out for you.” He kissed the side of your cheek before pulling you along to the next ride.

You held his hand tightly as you stood in line. “You’re sure this is completely safe, right?” You eyed the Twister, a terrifying contraption of spinning and sliding seats. There didn’t even seem to be any seat belts on the seats, just handlebars in front of you.

“Absolutely~” He smiled and took off his jacket, placing it on your shoulders.

“Oh, Junhonggie, I’m not cold-”

“But I’m hot, so I had to take it off.” He winked at you and you burst out laughing. That was something you absolutely loved about him. He was such a dork; he could make you laugh in any situation.

“Next!” The attendant at the gate brought your attention back to the outside world. The way he looked at you was a little unsettling. You casually hid behind Junhong’s arm as you passed him, eager to get that man out of your mind. Junhong didn’t say anything, but leaned over and kissed the top of your head.

The ride started once everyone was “safely” settled into their seats. It wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. You screamed along with Junhong, holding him as tightly as he was holding you. He was laughing; you couldn’t tell if it was from the thrill of the ride or because of your screams. But it didn’t matter. Smiling, happy Junhong was your favorite person in the world.

As the ride ended, your screams subsided into giggles. You laughed, trying to catch your breath. “Okay, that was a good ride, I’ll admit it.” You gave in, following Junhong as he got out of the ride.

He reached out his hand to help you down, smiling a little smugly. “I told you it would be fine.” This time as you walked past the gates Junhong put his arm around your shoulders and held you almost uncomfortably close. You could see the death glare he was giving the ride attendant, but you decided not to say anything.

Following Junhong’s expert advice, the two of you were able to see the sunset from the top of the ferris wheel. He kissed you in the most cliche way, but you still loved it. You hugged him tightly as the ferris wheel began to go back down. “This was a good date, babe.”

“Glad I have your approval.” He replied, making you chuckle and slap his chest lightly. “I figured you’d like it, but I’m still glad I was right.”

“Yes, you win the award for best boyfriend of the year.” You grinned at him and he nodded as if this was already an established fact.

“As I should.” The door opened and you both got out of the ferris wheel and made your way toward the exit. He had his arm around your shoulders again and his attention was divided between you and something else once again.

You stopped, a little annoyed. “What are you looking at? Are there really attractive people around or something?”

His eyebrows came together in confusion as he blinked at you. “No. You really haven’t noticed?”

“Noticed what?!”

He rolled his eyes and pushed his hair back with one hand. “All eyes have been on you all night. Did you really have to wear that outfit? Did you really have to make your hair so perfect?”

You stood there, dumbfounded. “No, I hadn’t noticed.”

He huffed and started walking again. “You should be more observant. All of those people getting to see you this beautiful… you need to make better choices.”

“Me?!” You followed after him. “I need to- wait. Are you jealous?” His behavior wasn’t making sense. He said nothing and kept walking. “So I’m right?” You reached out and grabbed his hand, stopping him under a streetlamp.

“Does it matter? Let’s just go home and-”

“Junhong, you listen to me right now.” You looked at his face, trying to make sure he was finally paying attention to you. “People can look at me all they want. But you’re the only one that gets to touch me. People might look at me weird or say inappropriate things. But you’re the only one I care about. Yours is the only opinion that matters to me.” You reached over and stroked his cheek lightly.

By the end of your speech, he was looking you in the eyes and hanging on your every word. His hands found their way to your waist. “Are you sure?”

“Mhmm” You nodded leaning in and kissing his nose. “Yes, you dork.”

“Hey, there’s no need for insults here.” He replied in mock offense. A smile tugged at the edges of his lips. Your hand moved from his face to rest on his shoulder.

You chuckled and shrugged. “Hey, I call it as I see it.” You pulled him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck as his curled around your waist. “Thanks for watching out for me, Junhong.”

He hummed in agreement. “Glad to see I’m being appreciated.” You laughed, hitting your forehead against his chest. How could one man be this.. Much? He was everything you could ever want and then some.

“You’re lucky I like you.” You teased, pecking him on the lips before stepping away. “Come on, let’s get back home. I’m tired.”

Junhong yanked your arm backwards, making you crash against him lightly. “Yes, I’m very lucky.” He moved in and kissed you slowly, conveying his feelings through actions. You were everything he could ever want and more.

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scary love | jongup

Word count: 3.4 k+

Genre/warnings: fluff, university AU, post-university AU, shy!reader

Summary: Developing a crush and falling in love for the first time was scary af, but he knew you weren’t scared of him. More of the possibility of screwing your chanced with him up

(A/N) This is not entirely, but somewhat partially inspired by The Neighbourhood's song "Scary Love", as I'm slowly starting to psych myself up for attending their concert this week and this is one of my favorites off of their most recent album.

Everything seemed so, so scary in the beginning.

First, it was the sudden realization that your eyes trailed over to where he sat at in the very back of the room way too often. Way too often for it to be considered an accident or an unintentional amount of looks, at least. Each time, he wouldn't notice anything to be off, would just occasionally turn his head when talking to a coursemate or when in need for peaking at somebody else's notes. Completely unaware of somebody watching him subtly.

At those rare moments when his head somehow shot into your direction, your eyes would go wide and you'd look elsewhere. Sometimes it resulted in brief eye contact before you'd frantically turn your head, but you assured yourself that it was fine, he wouldn't think anything of it. He didn't know you. He probably wouldn't think that anybody he didn't properly know would notice him in first place.

And that would scare you. The fact that he might notice that you'd noticed him in this absurd mass of people.

Then there was the fact that everything about him seemed to spark some sort of interest in you recently. There wasn't anything particularly noteworthy about him, or at least it seemed like there shouldn't be, since he was rather quiet, not too quiet but not a loud conversationalist either, often passive when it came to social interactions or activities, without any noteworthy study achievements under his belt, without much intention to shine among his fellow coursemates. His face, though not lacking defined lines and magnificently sharp bone structure, according to beauty standard, wasn't the one of a model's, and his slightly shortish frame seemed to always disappear in the masses.

Still, he was noticeable. He may not be everyone's cup of tea, but he certainly had a charm to him that others did not possess, even when he was showing up to lectures in stretched out sweatpants, oversized tent-like shirts and a bedhead. He was your cup of tea. It was hard to tear your eyes away from the sight.

And that's what truly scared you. The fact that one second you were trying to get by with your life, trying not to drown, trying to make yourself believe that everything was alright even though you knew it certainly wasn't, and the next thing you know you're daydreaming about him. About him coming up to you, smiling a little. Sheepishly sliding his fingers in between yours as the fingertips of his other hand tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear before caressing your cheek. Him, after seeing you curled pouty lip and tired eyes, just cradling the back of your head with a large, warm hand, and pulling you into his chest, or, well, shoulder - you always tended to imagine him a little taller than he actually was, but only by accident, and re-imagined everything the second you spotted your mistake. And from then on the daydream sort of evaporated. One moment he was there, holding you tightly and calmly like an island in the middle of an upcoming storm, and the next moment you were back in class, alone.

You never dared to imagine more than that. For various reasons.

Thing is, you felt like you were obligated to not need anybody's comfort. You'd lived for so long without it that you felt it was only logical to go on that way. It was stupid, really, the way most humans were made to long for attention even when they could live without it just fine. You fell into that little tiny part of society that longed for something they had restrained themselves away from. That was your everyday.

But the warm feeling that spreads across your cheeks when you're walking through the hallway right behind him or the thumping of your heart when he was near, your mind telling you not to look despite knowing you wouldn't listen anyways - it was all there. The only signs that were required for you to realize.

It was scary, developing feelings for somebody. Especially when it was your first time doing so, and when that somebody was as far away from you as Pluto was from the Sun. Light years away, light years ahead. Ethereal and unreachable and just an object to admire.

Sadly, admiring him from afar was a bit more challenging than first anticipated. What did you expect from somebody with zero high school sweetheart experience, not even a clue how it was to a find interest in somebody? A few unaware stares and shy remarks later, word started to spread around campus that (Y/N) had a crush on Jongup.

But it wasn't supposed to be this way. No one should've known about it. It was your secret. You weren't right for him anyways, what was there so special about you that he could possibly take interest in? Deep down in your heart, you wanted to believe it was nonsense. Partially at least. You didn't want anything to do with him. He stressed you out more than anything, and you were alright with just admiring him from afar. You didn't even want to imagine him hearing about the rumors in first place.

He did. And he shrugged them off. And it broke your heart.

One would think he'd have to react somehow, but he didn't. The naive little part of you was devastated not to see him glancing, not to see him approaching, but what did you expect? There was no obligation for him to do so if he wasn’t interested. He still acted like you didn't exist. He only knew your name. He didn't seem like he needed to know more than that. Although maybe he just didn't believe everything he heard.

Days went on. So did weeks, which turned into months, which ended up being another whole semester. Admiring from afar had become your specialty. Even far away at home and parted from everything and everyone while on break, he remained in your head for the whole time, somewhere at the back of your mind, the image of his strong arms wrapped around your waist being too addictive to be left alone and forgotten on nights when you couldn’t fall asleep. The longing you felt the second you saw him on the first day of the new hellish semester almost seemed desperate. It was desperate. You wanted him to notice you so bad.

And it was silly, how easily things sometimes came to be, but he did. Unpurposefully.

"Can I sit here?"

His voice, coming from nowhere, startled you enough to jump at it a little. Your eyes eventually found his, and with a pause that had started heading into the awkward direction, you finally nodded, realizing what he wanted.

(Y/N), talk, goddamnit.

"Yeah, s-sure."

Nice one. Two words, one stutter. Why can't you ever keep it together?

The little tingle in your voice came by him unnoticed, or at least he didn't throw you a glance or rethink his decisions of his today's location. With less grace than imagined, he plopped down into the chair next to yours, rummaging through his bag. In the corners of your eyes, you scanned the area where his usual seat was at. Some other bloke had comfortably nested in there, and by the arms carelessly thrown behind his head and the loud conversations he lead with nearby sitting people, it didn't look like he'd leave anytime soon.

"Crap..."

Before more curses could fall from Jongup's lips, the professor asked for everybody's attention, and he stopped fiddling around. With a tossed open notebook lying in front of him, he narrowed his eyes into the distance, his head resting on his arm. His lip having curled into a little unintentional pout and his cheek a little puffy.

Ten minutes in you realized he didn't bring anything to write with. Was it so hard to ask?

You slid a pen over to him without saying anything. Sort of hoping he wouldn't notice first, and eventually would just look down to the object neatly sitting in front of him, pretend that it had been there all along. Would take it and not say a word.

His eyes did register the movement across the table though. The look he gave you was grateful. A bit of that.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Well done. No stutter this time around.

Fifteen minutes more into the lecture you felt like he was watching you. And not just at moments, but all the time. It made you uneasy and before you knew it, you’d visibly stiffened up. Jongup raised a brow.

"I'm blind like a bat," he explained without much more to it, sheepishly poking at your fingers that were laid across some more words he wanted to copy into his notebook, "And forgetful of my glasses. I hope you don't mind."

He’s just copying your notes, take it easy. Just the notes.

Forgetful of his glasses.. Amongst other things. He was such a mess, but still caused all these feelings inside your chest, so you simply nodded and shoved your notebook a little closer to his side. Another quiet thank you escaped his lips, but you didn't want to respond.

It was scary. How nervous he got you by just sitting next to you. How nervous you felt to even open your mouth around him.

This became a daily thing. He would come, say a quiet hello. Sometimes he'd forget stationery and you'd pass it to him silently and generously. His glasses were more of a myth than an everyday occurrence, but the few times you'd actually seen them on his nose, they'd looked gloriously comfortable, suiting him well. The nervousness you felt around him didn't substitute or cease.

He'd stated your handwriting was better than the one of his previous desk buddy. once he'd even said he felt like he could concentrate here better than there, since you were completely silent and didn't constantly bug him. That’s why he’d apparently come to sit here. Fair point. Conversation really was kept at a minimum for various reasons, and for the better, you thought.

He seemed to hold similar beliefs. Until one day.

The note had appeared on your notebook randomly. As you glanced down at it in question, you were certain it hadn't been there just a moment ago, and threw the girl to your right a questioning look. A forced caught from the left made you jump a little. It seemed as if he wanted to tell you something with it. Cautiously, your fingers trailed over the folded piece of paper and opened it up, not looking over to him.

Jongup's scribbly handwriting was messily covering the page.

"Is that assignment due to next Tuesday? Did I hear correctly?"

Wasn't it easier to just ask you, not scribble a note? Raising your brow at him, you didn’t get a reply. He was looking right ahead, pretending to pay attention... Pretending, because the corners of his mouth were lifted in a little cheeky smirk, and you knew he was silently waiting for your reaction. 

You inked your reply right underneath his question before passing it back to him. The next string of text was passed to you less than two minutes later.

And that's how it started.

Scribbly back-and-forth talk was comfortable for both of you. It didn’t really bother you to study, kept you entertained every free minute, but more than that, you could finally talk to him without constantly feeling too nervous to tie two words together. 

Pages and notes started becoming too complicated. One day he showed up with an extra notebook, just for the talks. That notebook seemed to be the only thing consistent with him - he could forget everything, just not this. Because, for an odd reason, that would mean that your conversation would be cut short. And it had become a comfortable part of everyday life neither of you wanted to miss out on.

And it was scary, to start talking to him. But his method of doing it eased the situation. 

It was a regular Friday afternoon. Last lecture before another weekend would roll around the corner. Your eyes registered Jongup’s movements, his pen once again inking words on a page of your conversation notebook. You let him finish his business, waited for him to sit back against the chair. As the professor’s monologue ceased and he started rummaging for some papers he was in need of in order to explain the final part of the topic, you let your eyes wander across the page.

“Why don’t you ever talk to me?”

It was so straightforward it made your heart race again. Jongup rarely asked anything. You looked over to him, wanting to open your mouth, wanting to get out some sort of sound. It didn’t happen. You lowered your eyes again, gulping down a knot that hat built in your throat. It felt different when you were talking to him through the notebook. The lined pages provided some sort of comfort and safety than an actual conversation didn’t. It was less open, less vulnerable. 

You simply tapped at the page, to which he briefly looked into your eyes before leaning back up front. It was so quick, you didn’t anticipate the motion in the least. The moment you realized how close he was now, you instinctively pulled away a little.

“No, I mean as in actually talking. Why don’t you?”

He looked up to you again, seeming closer than before. Had he moved? Had he leaned in more? You felt too afraid to look away, too nervous to keep staring. He felt the anxiety coursing through your veins from a mile away. Practically heard your heart thumping against your chest. Yet he didn’t let up.

“Is it because you’re too shy?”

He didn’t look up, just paused after every written line. You remained quiet.

“Is it because you stutter every time you say something to me?”

You closed your eyes briefly, wanting to curse. He did notice. All this time, he had noticed and knew it. Why did he pretend he didn’t?

“Is it because you think I’m not alright with it?”

Would he be alright though? Wouldn’t it be annoying?

“Are you nervous around me?”

Nearby students started chatting quietly. Briefly glancing at the clock, you figured it was near end of the lecture. He was right. He always got you feeling nervous.

“Scared of me?”

Conversation from all around became louder. The professor was saying his final words for the day, about to dismiss everybody and wish them a hardworking and productive weekend. But you couldn’t possibly listen. Not now, in this situation.

“Do you like me?”

It honestly felt like your heart was about to stop. It was too much.

Before you noticed it, you were shoving your things away into your messenger bag. It was too much. He wasn’t supposed to know, but he knew. He wasn’t supposed to bring it up, because you’d grown used to just admiring him from afar. This Jongup that had cornered you today demanding for answers and the one you usually talked to through the notebook were two different people.

“Wait.”

His hand landed on your upper arm the very moment you rose from your chair and were literally about to run, his voice lingering in the little space above your heads for longer. Most people had left the room by now. You felt the palms of your hands covering in a thin layer of sweat as you slowly sat back in your chair, folded your arms over your lap and watched him grabbing his pen again.

He was writing for quite a while, during which you simply anxiously sat and waited with your eyes glued to your lap. And then, he closed the notebook. Looked back at you. Shoved it in front of you and stood up, leaving you with it. His fingers brushing down your arm gently before pulling away as he left you sitting there completely alone.

For the whole day you tried to forget about the notebook, but couldn’t. Curiosity was gnawing at you, and you finally caved in the moment you walked through your dormitory’s door, propping down on the couch and anxiously flipping through the pages.

There was so much conversation. With your heart beating immensely fast, you found the page he’d scribbled on today.

“Are you nervous around me?”

“Scared of me?”

“Do you like me?”

You stared at the bottom of the page, afraid to flip it over. It was scary, how much you feared he might write you off. How much you feared he might not sit next to you next Monday. How much you wanted him to.

Take a deep breath. Flip it over.

“Because I like you. A lot. I could write about it but I’d most definitely run out of pages, and we’d have to sit here for long. Until sunrise. And then some more, because I have a lot to say.”

It was so scary, to meet him the very next evening after you’d read this over and over again for several times, trying to reassure yourself that it wasn’t a bad joke or a blunt lie. But with a deep breath, you showed up at his dorm room’s door. In two hours time you were walking down nameless nightly streets hand in hand. In another hour conversation was a fluent thing that seemed to never have been missing in first place. In two more hours you were kissing right under the stars.

And it was scary too, but his soft lips moved against yours with such ease and grace that it felt like gravity had given up on the two of you, and you were floating somewhere mid-air in time and space, not belonging to a certain time frame or surroundings. Just his arms. The same arms you’d been wrapped up in all of your daydreams. Same arms that had locked you up safely in them because he knew. He knew you were afraid, but not of him. Just genuinely afraid of doing something wrong, because you wanted this so much, but just didn’t know how to do it.

He never took it for granted and always made it his priority to make you feel safe in your actions. And that’s how the fears started to cease.

Now, more than just a few years down the line, you looked back at that time with the fond smile of all playing across your lips. The photographs you’d finally finished sorting were now sitting in a fresh, new photo book, and you rose from your comfortable position on the bed, heading towards the commode to store it away in a safe place.

The front door creaked open and closed with a loud thud. Your smile didn’t fade as you instinctively headed for the bedroom door, and then to the hallway, running a hand through your messy hair.

Memories kept flooding you. Of all those times when he said it was alright, of all those times when he mended your worries and calmed your nerves. All those times he took your shaky fingers in between his and told you that you couldn’t do wrong, all those times you were uncertain he said that he’d lead, and all you had to do was follow. All your past and your present, everything that would follow.

“Hey,” he instinctively smiled a little as he saw you appearing in the hallway, kicking off his shoes and hanging up his jacked before he turned back to you, his eyes softly gazing you up and down. Your fingertips ghosted over his cheek before wrapping around the nape of his neck, almost getting tangled up in the collar of his shirt. It was the ring’s fault, you thought.

You’d told him that the engagement ring was way too big already dozens of times, but he said that no other ring he’d ever seen was worthy of being put on your finger. You remember the way you cried when he put in on that same finger for the first time, remembered how your hands kept trembling until he took them in his own warm ones and held them tightly. How you choked up and he hugged you, chuckling at your outburst of emotions. There was nothing to cry about, he reassured. You could continue being happy from then on.

That was two years ago.

Your lips locked with his gently, like they did back then. Like they always did. His hand trailed down your arm, down your shoulder before finally hooking around your waist. You still felt the cold trail his wedding ring left across your skin, and smiled at that as well.

The wedding was teary too, and despite all that, you remember how you couldn’t stop smiling. It was the happiest day of your life. With all your friends, all your relatives, a beautiful beach, a blown-off into the water veil, a cake-faced Jongup sharing his toothy and slightly crooked smiles with you, a night of laughing and opening presents and cuddling into the sunrise. Breakfast in bed. You calling him hubby for the first time and him making a grimace. Those things started back then and haven’t ceased yet.

That was a year ago.

“How are you feeling?”

You chucked a little over his never-fading worry. But he wasn’t the only one who was worried, through for the first time in your life, you felt like you were less worried about something than him. Even if it probably should be the other way around.

“You keep asking the same question all over again.. I’m fine, Uppie, not any different from normal and usual. You worry too much.”

His large, warm hand gently rested against your middle, his eyes immediately obtaining a certain spark as his forehead pressed against yours and he looked down. You hadn’t announced it to anyone yet, not your friends or relatives or anyone, because you were still in the stage of trying to believe it yourselves. The gentle, still barely-there curve that was slowly forming where his palm laid now was real, and it was of most importance. It was so small still, so unnoticeable, sometimes he asked himself if it was maybe just a figment of his imagination. But there was proof, and more important than that, he could feel it. A new life starting to blossom right there, one he was responsible for. One he wanted to take care of.

“I have all the rights to worry,” he answered quietly, smiling as he looked back up to meet your eyes, “It’s a new experience for me too, I have all the rights to be worried about you and our little bean.”

Memories. Memories of the ever-so-brave Jongup and the always slightly scared you arose and didn’t leave. You felt a certain warmth spreading across your chest as you looked back at him, back at the man who had given his all to you. His youth and his time, his efforts and his resources, his love, for god’s sake. His back to hide behind, his chest to bury your nose in, his hand in marriage, and so much more than that.

“Does it scare you? The uncertainty of the future? The changes we’re about to experience?”

You’d expected him to catch onto the reference, to laugh at it a little perhaps. But instead, he simply bit his lips and nodded, staying untypically serious.

Yes, he was somewhat scared of the future. But more than that, he was absolutely thrilled for it.

“But I don’t mind being scared, because I’m with you. And you constantly give me all the courage I’ll ever need.”

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Waft [Jongup] Part.3

Pairing: Female reader X Moon Jongup

Words count: 1918

Genre: Fluff

Not requested

I don’t own the gif

Part.1 / Part.2 / Part.4

You felt the warmth of him and that made you snuggle into him, you opened your eyes and realized that Jongup's arm was resting on you and pulled you close every now and then and his chin was inches afar from your head.

You were surprised and wondered how things ended up like this, your body became stiff and your face started to heat up, then you figured out what happened yesterday, you two were so drunk and somehow ended up sleeping together on your hotel's room bed, you sighed in relief that nothing happened.

"Is that a sigh of relief?" Jongup's sleepy voice was the best thing you ever heard in your life. He was smirking at you and now his arm is holding you close.

"Umm... I guess?" You were thinking of a better reply but that's the first thing crossed your mind and you just said it with a chuckle and he chuckled at your cute response.

"Good morning cutie" he was smiling brightly and god knows what happened to your heart.

"Good morning" you were smiling happily and the crimson color on your cheek became visible.

"You look so cute when you get shy and embarrassed, I wanted to tell you this since the first time I saw you blushing" his hand moved to your messy hair and played with some locks of your hair.

Now you lowered your head as you always do when you're embarrassed "Thank you" you mumbled.

"You're so cute" he laughed at your blushing cutie face and that only got you blushing more. "Shall we go to eat breakfast?" He asked as he gets away from you, you nodded and get off the bed, you went to the bathroom to get ready first but once you get out, he wasn't there anymore, you thought maybe he went back to his room so he can change his clothes and take his time.

You two met at the hotel restaurant as always in the same table that is in front of the window, the beach was empty that morning and the waves were mixing up to become a bigger one, the clouds were few and the sun shone through them so beautifully and now the things become easier, you were getting used to him and he's getting used to you, no more awkwardness.

"I'll go back to Seoul tomorrow morning" his tone changed from sadness

"What about the shoot?" You asked

"I want to do it as soon as possible and that's why I will go back tomorrow to prepare everything and come back again for the shoot" he explained

"I see... So am I going to help you with the.. shooting?" You were confused and gloomy.

"Yes of course! That's the most important part! I will bring the set you need and if there's any specific thing you need, you can tell me to bring it with me" his voice got a little bit louder as he declared to you and making sure you know how much he wants you to work with him and you smiled at his cute way to respond.

“When you’ll come back?”

“It depends on how things go but at most 3 days or 4″

“Can you please wait for me?” he reached your hand and held it gently with his both hands.

“I- I will wait for you” you managed to say while your heart throbbed violently from his gentleness and his soft touch on your skin.

“C’mon let’s enjoy the whole day together!” he pulled you to stand up after he stood.

“What are we going to do?” you stood up and you found yourself so close to him. He pointed at the beach, answering your question.

“But it’s cold”

“C’mon” He said after he held your hand and you followed him as he walked fast to the door in the restaurant that located in front the beach, he opened the door and said “Ladies first” with a breathtaking smirk.

The cold wind hit you as make your way out, lucky you, you were wearing warm clothes. A few seconds later he was right beside you.

“Let’s walk” his hands met behind him and tangled as he walks with you, without any words you two just walked together and you were smiling, he started humming a song, you looked at him as your smile widen, then he turned to look at you.

“You have a really beautiful voice” He stopped walking and humming after you talked

“What’s wrong?” you turned to him looking at him surprisingly.

“Isn’t that the first time you compliment me?” you couldn’t see his eyes properly cause some bangs hid them but he was smiling.

“I guess” you turned to continue walking but actually you were just trying to hide your shy expression.

“That made happy” He followed you again and with a few steps he was walking beside you again.

“Can you sing?” the wind hit your backs and your hair flow with the wind so beautifully, you brushed your hair off your face after the wind got slower and that when he started singing Now (Listen to it)

Once he finishes singing you applauded and the joy was filling you, he looked at you smiling shyly.

“That was amazing!” your eyes were sparkling.

“Thank you” the moment he said that you felt a drop on your cheek, you looked up to the sky and you found it full of clouds, and maybe that was a warning for you that it will start raining.

“Looks like it’s going to rain” he was looking up to the sky then he looked at you, you agreed.

“Shall we go inside?” after he asked a few more drops fall on you

“No, let’s stay there” you pointed on a beach umbrella, which wasn’t that far, but the rain started pouring down so he held your hand and ran to that umbrella.

“Thank god we didn’t get soaked by the rain”

“Yes and thank god I didn’t forget my camera” you smirked.

Turning on your camera and changing the settings to capture the raindrops as they fall in the sea.

“It would be a waste if I couldn’t take pictures for this beautiful scene” you were already taking pictures.

“Indeed, but you know what?” he was looking at you from behind as he smiles.

“What?” you stopped to look at him

“You’re the who makes everything beautiful”

What he said was getting deeper in your heart, which was throbbing, actually it throb every time you see him, whether he’s smiling or just looking at you or when he sang for you and of course every time he says some sweet words to you, it’s like you’re becoming addicted to him without you knowing.

Your embarrassment expression that he like was on your face and nothing could stop him from getting close to you and close his eyes slowly to let his lips touch yours lightly and tenderly, just enough to make your heart beats so fast.

You closed your eyes and the only thing you could feel is his warm lips against yours and the only thing you could hear is the rainfall sound, it was so perfect that no words could describe your feelings and that beautiful scene.

You turned to the left side, still trying to sleep but your mind was too busy of thinking about him and you were turning to the other side every now and then for half hour until you get sick of not being able to sleep.

You lied on your back and opened your eyes and sigh loudly, you throw off the blanket, staring at the ceiling, thinking of everything that happened, when you first met him in the bus, when you went to the shooting place, when he ate the dinner with you in your room and you drank, when he slept with you and lastly what happened today at the beach.

Everything you could think about just making you fall for him even more but you were asking yourself, what kind of relationship do you have with him now and without you knowing you fell asleep.

The sound of the alarm interrupted your slumber, you checked the time in your phone and it was 11:15am

Great, you still have time before Jongup’s checkout, you start getting ready as fast as you could and once you get out of your room, you remembered that you don’t know his room number so you rushed to the reception and ask her for his room number and if he was still there.

“Let me check. His room number is 202 and he didn’t check out yet” she was smiling at you and you thank her quickly but before you get too far she shouted “Good luck”, you turned to her an nodded with a big smile.

You knocked the door twice and you heard him saying “I’m coming”, you waited a few seconds with your beating heart, he opened the door but he was silently looking at you and when you were about to speak he said “I thought it was the bellhop” he smiled and pulled you in his room.

“Thank you for coming” he was just standing with you in the hallway and staring at you with his smiley eyes for a few seconds.

“No need” you mumbled and lowered your face after you saw him staring at you.

“Come in” he walked toward the sofa and whispered “You can sit” and that what you did.

“When is your flight?”

“2:30pm” he sat on the bed opposite to you

“So you still have time, right?” you hoped he will say yes

“Unfortunately no cause the bus is coming at 12″ he pouted a little and he looked really adorable that you wanted to pinch his cheeks.

“Then don’t you have to check out now? You don’t have much time” you tried to hide your sadness

“What time is it?” he stood up in hurry and waited for your answer

“11:45″

“Oh, I wanted to stay with you more” he made such a sad face then added “Can you come with me to check out?”

“Yeah of course!” you stood up and followed him as he pulled his small luggage beside him and you’re walking close to his other side.

He checked out then you two walked outside silently, he stopped in front of the door after you get out, he turned to you and smiled sadly, you did the same.

“Can I have your phone number?” his smile turned to a shy smile, you grinned uncontrollably and gave him your number.

“Thank you, I will call you later” you just nodded

“So I will go now, see you soon”

“See you soon”

He waved to you as he walked away but he stopped in the halfway suddenly and came back running toward you, smiling widely, the next moment you felt his arms hugging you tightly, you were so surprised but when you realized what happened, you chuckled lightly and hugged him back.

“See you soon” he whispered as his arms around you loosen and once again he walked away but this time without looking back, he was blushing and he didn’t want you to see that.

A/N: There were days when I couldn’t write more than 3 to 4 lines and it was only a conversation, I was really struggling on writing but I’m happy now that it turned out so good and I hope you like it as much I do. Yeah, there will be one more part, the last one :(

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[junhong-ah]

[Yongguk] - Tell me the truth.

word count: 1,6k • characters: reader x yongguk • genre: angst • GIF CREDIT

16 - “I never meant to hurt you.” |  35 - “About the baby… Its yours.” | 119 - “Stop ignoring me…” › A night that changed everything. As much as you want to, you can no longer ignore him. You just need to talk to him, no matter how much it hurts. He has a right to the truth.

You were sitting on the bathroom floor, your face buried in your hands. Tears ran down your face as you still tried to realize what you just found out about. Your body was shaking while you were looking at the display of your pregnancy test. There was no doubt that you were in fact pregnant and maybe you should be happy about it, but there were too many reasons to be not – even though you wanted a child so badly.

Alone in your apartment, you spend half the day inside the bathroom literally not moving at all. You couldn't handle all of that and you just didn't know what to do now. That's why you let your emotions overwhelm you, crying like a baby for hours.

You flinched, as the doorbell rang out of a sudden. You didn't expect anyone so you tried to be quiet because you weren't in the mood for any kind of visit now.

That's when the doorbell rang again. Someone knocked on the door, calling your name softly. You nearly got a heart attack as you realized who stood outside of your apartment. It was Yongguk.

He knocked again, calling your name louder this time. His deep, intense voice send shivers down your spine, but you still didn't make a move, hoping he would leave soon. You couldn't handle to see him now, not after everything that happened between the two of you.

“Stop ignoring me...” he begged as he stopped knocking. “Please! I know you're home. I heard you!”

Shit.

That was the last thing you needed right now. You just wanted to be alone and you were glad your boyfriend wasn't at home right now. How could you know that Yongguk would visit you just now? But did you had a choice? He probably wouldn't leave until you opened him.  You tried to ignore him since that night, so you didn't answer his calls, messages or mails at all, but you already feared he would come over at some point.

“Y/N? Please, we really need to talk about this!”

You sighed, fighting the new tears that came up. The last thing you wanted was him to see you cry, he shouldn't know what you really felt. Because it doesn't matter. It just can't.

“Coming”, you grunted, although you tried to act normal.

Slowly you stood up, feeling the blood rushing back into your shaky legs. You used some toilet paper to wipe away your tears, still trying to pull yourself together. A look in the mirror told you that it was nearly impossible to hide the fact that you cried. Your eyes were swollen and red, so Yongguk would see it anyway.  

Nervously you opened the door to let him in. His eyes widened, as he saw you but he didn't say anything. He took off his shoes and followed you into the living room. Your heart was pounding and you had real trouble not to break into tears again.

“Do you want something to drink?” you asked politely, trying to avoid the actual conversation as long as possible.

Yongguk just shook his head, sitting down on your couch. He took a deep breath. “Why didn't you answer any of my calls?”

You cleared your throat as you sat down, too, making sure there was a big gap between the two of you. You barely couldn't look at him, how should you handle any physical contact? It was just impossible.

“You know why.”

“No, I don't” he replied instantly, shaking his head again. “I know things are... complicated, but we used to talk about everything. That shouldn't change, don't you think?”

For a moment there was just silent, while you thought about this. Usually he was right, but it wasn't that easy anymore. Not after everything that happened.

“We can't pretend like nothing happened, Yongguk. You know that!”

“I don't intend to. That's why I wanted to talk to you” he said softly, trying to prove he was still there for you.

“There's nothing to talk about.”

“Don't say that! We slept together, Y/N, that isn't nothing!” Although he tried to stay calm, you made him angry and sad at the same time. He didn't knew how to handle the situation either and he really needed to talk to you, but you just weren't there for him.

“Fine, then talk!” you shouted as you felt tears running down your cheeks again.

Yongguk took a deep breath, until he said something. He wasn't sure what to say since your sight just hurt him so badly. He couldn't stand the thought of hurting you but he knew he just did that. By sleeping with you although he knew you had a boyfriend, by ruining not only your friendship with that, but probably your whole life. And by sneaking out on you the next morning.

“I never meant to hurt you” he started as he stood up again, walking up and down the room. “It's just... I don't know how this could happen and that's why I sneaked out on you. I know you are with someone and I'm really sorry for messing that up, I never intended to. But I just don't wanna lose you, so -” He broke off, not knowing how to end this sentence. What did he even expect? It wasn't that easy as he wanted it to be.

You wiped away your tears, sniveling. “It's not just your fault” you replied honestly. That took two and you knew that already. That's what made it so horrible for you, you couldn't just blame him and move on with your life. Something seemed to be very wrong with your relationship, otherwise you never would've slept with him, right?

Silence again.

Your heart was still going crazy while you peeked at him, so you looked away. It felt like your insides cramped and you held your stomach, taking a deep breath. This all was too much for you so your body obviously was revolting.

The next moment you ran to the toilet so you were right on time as you threw up. You shut your eyes, hoping this would end soon. It was nearly impossible that your body was reacting that bad just because Yongguk was there.

It hit you like a train as you remembered, what the real reason for your sickness was. That's when the tears came up all over again.

Soon you felt soft hands reaching out for your hair to pull it together on your neck. Yongguk was here, trying to help you as good as he could. You vomited again, hoping he wouldn't guess what was wrong with you. But as the pregnancy test came into your mind again, it was too late.

He saw it laying on the bathroom floor and his eyes widened hugely as he realized what was happening here.

“Y-you're pregnant?”

Your stomach was settling so you slowly stood up again, avoiding any eye contact to him. You didn't say anything as it was pointless to deny.

“Is that why... you didn't talk to me all the time?”

You didn't answer, not knowing what to say at all. Actually you didn't want him to know about it since you didn't know if you would keep the baby, but now it was too late. You'd need to talk about it, no matter what you wanted or not.

“I'm happy for you” he said after there was silence again, smiling softly. “I know how badly you wanted this to happen.”

Your heart burst into a million pieces and you got sick all over again. But luckily you didn't need to threw up again. Nonetheless it hurt so much to hear that, you didn't even knew why. But it seemed as if he hadn't realized what this could mean. What it definitely meant, because you knew better than him!

As you broke out in tears again, Yongguk was just overwhelmed. What was wrong with you now? He didn't even thought about the fact that he could be the father of your unborn child. How could he, you just had sex once. The chance of being the father was very small – at least he thought it was.

“Yeah, uhm...” you choked and tried to stop crying. You sniveled a few times and had real trouble to speak clearly. “About the baby... It's yours.”

Yongguk squinted, holding on to the sink as he thought he would collapse. “W-what? That's.... impossible.” He was breathing heavily as he just couldn't believe it. “How could you know?”

You sighed and wiped away new tears. “I... I only slept with you the last weeks. There wasn't... anybody else.”

“But your boyfriend?!”

Shaking your head you just started to cry again. “He didn't touch me since everything's got so complicated. I just wanted to get pregnant so bad and for him it wasn't that important... like, at all.”

Without thinking about it Yongguk closed the gap between you to pull you into his arms. He had no clue your relationship already was that broken. You just haven't told him about it so how could he knew? But he understood you probably didn't want to talk about something tragic like this.

You just cried on his shoulder because all the stress was leaving your body. It felt good finally talking about all of this, even if you knew about your pregnancy literally since today.

“What are we going to do now?” you mumbled against his shoulder.

“I don't know” he answered honestly, making you snivel again. “But I know I'm not leaving you alone with this.”

He cupped you face with his hand, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. His hands raised your head softly so you could look at him. Yongguk smiled, trying to cheer you up.

“Together we will handle this, I'm sure of it.”

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[seren4moonjongup]

Title: The Choir

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Horror/Thriller

Chapter: 4 of ?

Fandom(s): TRCNG, B.A.P, Sonamoo (minor mentions of Secret)

Pairing(s): see tags

Summary:  When Kim Kangmin was offered a scholarship to join the most famous academy in the country, he never expected to find out what truly went on behind closed doors. AO3 link

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B.A.P - YONGGUK DRABBLE

Anon said:

18. “Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.”

You walked into the house to the smell of food, burned food mostly, but something still smelled good. You took off your shoes and placed your bag on the stand before you made your way into the kitchen where Yongguk was stood, he had like twenty things on the go, and his music was just too loud for him to hear you come in.

"Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck" he threw a pan back down onto the top as he opened the oven to a face full of smoke.

You sighed and slinked past him to open some windows, you walked up behind him and slapped his back lightly which made him yelp in shock before giving you a wide, gummy smile. You looked past him towards the cooker top and he just chuckled

"You weren't supposed to be home till later..." he looked back at all the food too "I wanted to do something special for you."

"I think if I came any later, there wouldn't have been a house to walk into." you both laughed as he gave you a kiss "I think some of it might still be salvageable."

You both sorted out what was left of the editable looking food and made up your plates. He had made your favourite meal, and dessert which made you especially happy after a long day of being at work. He grabbed your spare hand and led you into the dining room where it was all set up nicely, you were almost in shock at how nice it was, it was dimly lit and there were your favourite flowers everywhere too. Once you set your plate down, you sat and he pushed your chair under before lighting a few candles that were on the table in front of you, he poured two glasses of fancy, expensive wine before he sat down opposite you. Yongguk didn't say anything for a little while, he just looked at you as happy as could be, you continued to look around the room to see all that he had done for you, just as you were about to speak he raised his glass and clinked it against yours. You both chattered for awhile while you ate your food which was surprisingly good, you drank the wine and danced to some somewhat romantic music, and of course he had some of your favourite slower paces songs to play too. You felt like nothing else in the world mattered but Yonnguk and you in that very moment, and it was your favourite feeling, everything just felt perfect and in place, you felt content for the first time in a long time and you knew that, in that moment, everything was right.

"Okay...I might not be the best cook" he started which made you chuckle "but, I am good at a lot of things...I promise you that'll I'll always be by your side and help you when you need-"

"Yongguk y-"

"Please, just let me finish" he smiled as he pulled you close into him, making your head rest on his chest as you both slowly swayed side to side to the music, "I promise that I'll treat you right and always make you happy. I promise that' I'll support us, always. I promise that no matter what, we'll always stick together. I promise to make you the happiest person in the world. I promise to love you with all my heart, forever and always...Happy anniversary, baby."

Your eyes watered slightly as you smiled into his body, and you couldn't help but look up at him as he stared back down at you. He placed a kiss on your forehead before he let out a quiet, content sigh.

"I love you, so much." he whispered down to you as he gave you a light squeeze while rubbing your back.

"I love you, too."

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[zelocean]

Scream [Youngjae] // Halloween mini-series

words: 1,000+ •  characters: reader x youngjae • genre: spooky

Here we are, this is the last part of my Halloween mini-series and I’m kinda sad. It was so much fun writing this kind of stuff and I hope you had as much as fun reading it. Please let me know what you think and if I should do something like that again. Oh, and... sorry for killing you off. Twice. :’D

Summary: What starts out as a joke could soon end in death. You shouldn't provoke ghosts, even if you don't actually believe in them. Probably just not at all!  But Youngjae isn’t listening and soon you’ll pay the price.

When you invited Youngjae over, you never expected that the day would end like this. Of course you knew that he was kind of a freak, but nonetheless you were somehow speechless now. He already told you he had some nice ideas for this years Halloween, but still. You never would've thought you ended up in front of a stupid crystal ball.

“Do you really believe in this kind of stuff?” you asked startled.

He looked at you serious while he raised a brow.. “Maybe. Don't you?”

“No, of course not. That's total bullshit. You really should ask for your money back.”

Youngjae laughed out lout and shook his head amused. No, he wasn't believe in this stuff, but he wanted to have a nice spooky evening so he brought this. He wasn't expecting anything and he knew that he probably couldn't scare you with that, but at least he wanted to give it a try.

“Don't be such a buzzkill. Let's just try it, okay?”

You sighed, annoyed by his persistence. Even if you knew him for so many years now he could still bug you whenever he acted like that. But just because you knew him so well, you knew he wouldn't give up until you agreed to this. So you nodded.

“Okay”

A big grin grew on his face as he scoot over to the small table where the crystal ball was. He rubbed his hands in excitement, almost impatiently waiting for you to start.

“So... how do these things work? Do I have to turn it on?”

Youngjae rolled his eyes as he chuckled. “No, silly. There is no power button, if that's what you’re searching for.”

You cleared your throat, following your instincts as you placed your hands around the crystal ball while you closed your eyes. It was hard not to burst into laugh while you sat there, feeling so damn stupid in this position. Slowly your hands moved while you tried to keep cool. Younjae looked at you eagerly, like a little child that waited for his parent you read a bedtime story.

It seemed as if this crystal ball was reacting to motion because as you opened your eyes again it was shining so bright, it nearly blinded you. You had to laugh a little, maybe this would be fun after all.

“Oh my gaud, I think the crystal ball is working. The spirits are telling me you’re a dumbass.”

He slipped all his features while not turning his gaze away from you as you burst into laughing. His facial expression was just priceless and you wanted to take a picture of it so badly.

Youngjae laughed unfazed. “Really funny, Y/N!” A mischievous grin grew on his face as he thought about the other thing he brought along. Maybe you weren't scared of playing with a crystal ball, but what about a ouija board?

“I have something else we can try” he said while he went into the hallway to get it.

“You better have, cause this was boooring!”

When he came back your eyes widened as you saw what he had in his hands. “No way!”

Now it was Youngjae who laughed amused, enjoying your reaction to this stupid little game he had with him. He knew that you'd be scared by that, that's why he bought it in the first place. But also because he wanted to try it so bad!

“Hell yes!” He said while he placed it on the table in front of you and sat down next to you again. “We will try this. But, I mean... if you're scared~”

“I'm not!”

“Good” he said grinning.

You placed your shaking hands on the lens, directly on his. Soon it was moving, but it felt as if it moved on their own. You didn't do anything and it seemed as if Youngjae didn't either. What the...

“H-E-L-L-O”

Goosebumps were spreading all over your body but you tried to act normal. He shouldn't see that you were actually terrified by now.Probably he was just placing a trick on you and you’d look like a fool if you’d fall for it.

“Who is this?” he asked and soon the lens was moving again.

“E-D-G-A-R”

A shiver ran down your spine and this time you couldn't hide it from Youngjae. He looked at you with that mischievous grin again, sizing you up. “You really are scared!”

You didn't answer since you ignored him as good as you could in this moment. You would definitely take revenge of him, once this whole thing was done and you'd scare the shit out of him!

“What do you want, Edgar?” he asked after a few minutes of silence.

“Y-O-U”

“Stop that shit!” you yelled, pulling you hands away. You stood up in one quick movement. “This isn't funny, okay? I'm scared, you won. Now let's do something else.”

Youngjae tilted his head to one side, thinking about your words, but then he nodded. “Okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you that much. But~”

A scratching noise sounded and your body twitched instantly. “What the hell was that?” you asked, but your friend had no idea what to reply. “You heard that too, didn't you?”

He nodded, driving his fingers through his hair. You heard it again and again and every single time it was a bit louder than before. It came from the basement door which was directly next to your living room. At least it seemed as if it came from there.

“Yoo Youngjae, I have no idea how you do this, but just stop it!”

He frowned, shrugging his shoulders while he took a step forward. “That wasn't me. I swear!”

You eyes focused the closed basement door while you waited for the sound to come back. But it didn't. Soon you calmed down again and you just clap your hands while you smiled at Youngjae. “Nice trick. Now tell me how you did this.”

“I already told you it wasn't me!”

Chuckling you just nodded, pretending to believe him. “Well, if that's so... I dare you to go down there. Alone.” You wanted to return this favor so badly and you thought that this was a perfect chance to do so. You would scare him to death!

“N-no.”

You opened the door for him, not perceiving the scratches on the inside of the door. But Youngjae did.

“L-look at this!”

When you finally saw it, it was already too late. Something grabbed you, pulling you down the stairs and the door slammed shut behind you. Youngjae screamed your name, desperately trying to open the door again but he just couldn't.

He was doomed to listen to your screams until they finally died. Forever.

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[scenarioslovers]

Ticklish >> Daehyun, You

No 73 “Oh, Are you ticklish? ”

He was standing in front of you, his hands behind his back. Daehyun was kicking the floor with one leg while supporting his weight with the other leg. You were worried and anxious. He called you out of the practice room in the middle of giving you a cold shoulder. Being friend with him for years made you wonder if you really knew him.

“I want to talk to you.” He had said, but since you got here he didn’t say a word. He wouldn’t even meet your eyes.

“So?” You sighed, tilted your head to the side. “What did you want to talk about?”

“I’m sorry.” He said. A pout shaped his perfect lips. “I was kind of a jerk to you.”

You glared at him, wrapping your arms around your chest. An eyebrow raised as you remembered the moment right after Daehyun kissed you. He froze as if he was stroked by an electric shock. He apologized, saying many times that it was a mistake before running off. It happened a week ago, since then he didn’t talk to you. Until he called you out this morning.

“Okay, fine. I was a huge jerk to you. I’m sorry.” He apologized. His hand reached the back of his head. He was avoiding your eyes at all costs.

“Daehyun, if you don’t like me, just say it. I will understand. But you are my best friend.” You sighed, shaking your head. “Don’t ignore me just because of a stupid kiss.”

“It wasn’t stupid to me.” He said, almost immediately. Your eyes widened at his answer as you blinked. He sighed as if he was at loss of words. He opened his mouth then closed it again. Shaking his head, before finally saying. “It meant a lot to me. I just know that it will mean nothing to you, and I just—”

“Who said that?” You cut him, sharply. He stopped and stared at you. Gulping, you bit your lips, it was your turn to look away and avoid his eyes. “It meant a lot to me too. I thought I finally can love you, without fearing to lose you.”

“Really?”

“Really.” You nodded, feeling suddenly all shy and warm up.

Daehyun chuckled, taking on step towards you then stopped. He looked at you worried. “Can I hug you?”

You frowned, raising an eyebrow. “Since when something stopped you from hugging me?”  

He didn’t waste any more time as he pulled you into him. You yelped as he carried you and span you around. You totally forgot that both of you were still in the company, that any artist, any actor, any stuff or any trainee could pass by and see you both hugging each other as if you hadn’t seen each other for months.

As he put you down on your feet again, he wrapped his arms around your waist. Keeping enough distance to look at your eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

And your lips locked into the sweetest kiss ever. It felt like a lock and key. So perfect and matched well. It was as if you were meant to be in his eyes, being showered with his kisses. “I love you.” He whispered as his kissed moved to your cheeks, eyes, forehead, nose and then….

You jumped away from his arm when he was about to kiss your throat. You bit your lips, holding in a scream. However, you realized it was a mistake. Daehyun’s expression darkened as he stepped backward.

“No, no, no.” You held up your hand, shaking your head. “It is not like this. I am just a little bit ticklish and we are still at the company.” You smiled, rolling your eyes. “You don’t want to get all the attention on us. We would be dead.”

“Oh! Are you ticklish?” His expression softened. It was replaced by the smirk that made your heart go crazy.

“Yeah!” You giggled, as you pushed his chest playfully. “Stop with that creepy smile.”

“Oh, sorry.” He said as he tried to keep a serious expression but failed drastically.

“You are an idiot.” You said, feeling your whole body on fire. “See you after practice.”

“At our usual place.”

“Yup, see you there.”

“Can’t wait to discover where else you get ticklish?” He said and you felt like you wanted to disappear. 

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[bapdaydreams]

Bang Yongguk: Bad At Love Chapter 8

A/N: Still alive, somehow. Let’s carry on with the story as we come near to the end. Enjoy. 

Summary: Your whole marriage with Yongguk was a lie and you were ready to live with it. Until your feelings start to get in the way.

It was you sleeping on the sofa now. Yongguk was ordered by the doctor to get plenty of rest which meant him having the bed. Not that you minded as you really didn’t want to get comfortable here in this house again. In fact you had demanded Yongguk to sign the divorce papers once he is back to full health.

He had silently agreed and did not protest. Your heart had hurt a little but you told yourself to stop living in the past and to look ahead. You could finally get away and live a life without the biggest lie.

It was late and Yongguk had gone to bed. You were alone, sitting on the the sofa just thinking. What exactly were you doing back here? It was really weird being back here as it felt like you had gone back to the beginning. You signed. You were tired too from all that had happened. Yongguk had finally been sent home from the hospital once all his health tests came back as clear.

You sigh again.

“You sigh a lot”

You gasp a little in surprise as Yongguk comes and joins you on the sofa. He keeps a safe distance from you and he doesn’t look at you.

“I am just tired” you say simply and he nods.

The two of you just sit there in silence for a while before you finally ask him, “What are you doing out of bed?”

“I wanted to talk”, he says simply as if it was not big deal.

“And you chose the middle of the night?”

“We have to start somewhere”

You nod. He was right after all. Since you had come back it had been a made rush of making sure Yongguk was okay and getting him ready for all his health checks. After all that had come back you had to get him ready to bring him back home. It had been a long few weeks and this was the first time the two of you had actually sat down alone together properly.

“Why do you hate me so much?” he asks which surprises you.

“I don’t hate you” you say softly. You really didn’t hate him. It was the exact opposite but you could see why he would think that.

“You say you don’t but everything you do just screams that you hate me” he says which hurts your heart a little. It takes everything in you to stop yourself from saying exactly how you feel. You end up staying quiet.

“I missed you, a lot actually” he says and you feel your heart skip a beat. “I wonder what I did to hurt you so much” he adds with a laugh and you still don’t have an answer for him.

I shouldn’t have come back, it is going to be harder to leave.

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[iwritekpopthings]

Drabble Request- 'I Married an Idiot'

Characters: You, Yongguk

Genres/ Warnings: Fluff

Word count: 321

Request: #54 & 94 with Yongguk

#54: Why’s there a pregnancy test in the trash? #94: You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.

Yongguk walked in after a long day at work to find you sitting on your bed curled up with a book. You were nearly asleep when he came over and kissed the top of your head. “Hey babe, how's it going?”

“Pretty good.” You stretched and smiled up at him. “How was work?”

“It was good. We finished a song today that we've been working on for a while.” He slipped off his shirt and walked into the bathroom to wash his face. However, something caught his eye. “Hey, why's there a pregnancy test in the trash?” He stuck his head out of the door to look at you with concern.

You squirmed and hid under the blankets. “No reason?” You could practically feel him approach the bed. He sat on the edge and looked down at you despite your blanket coverage.

“Are you feeling okay?” He asked, concern still in his tone.

You peeked out from the edge of the covers and nodded. “I.. This morning I just felt really off. And my period is late and I was freaking out and-”

Yongguk chuckled and kissed your forehead again. “I understand.” You relaxed, glad that he wasn't going to make fun of you for reacting like you did. “I mean, if you're that eager to have a baby, we could-”

“No, no, it's fine!” You interrupted, freeing your hands from the blanket and placing your hands on his chest. “That's definitely not what-”

He leaned in and kissed your lips. “I'm teasing.”

You pouted and smacked his shoulder lightly. “You're an idiot. I married an idiot.”

“But I'm your idiot.” He laughed, keeping the atmosphere light.

You smiled at him. “Well yeah, that's true.” You brought your hands up to cup his cheeks. “I love you.”

Yongguk leaned in and rested his forehead against yours, placing a kiss on your nose and lips. “I know. I love you, too.”

★☆★☆★☆

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[coffee-for-himchan]

Yongguk and cuddles please~ love your writing

done!! Hope it meets your expectations!~

The bed dipping in under Yongguk’s weight was the highlight of your evening.

You were exhausted. So much work, so much pressure.. Your worries didn’t exactly cease to exist the moment your back hit the bed either, no. They only bottled up more, plus the realization that tomorrow wouldn’t be any different compared to today. It would always be work, responsibility, pressure and such.

Yongguk’s arm that slowly wrapped around your waist seemed to make it all better in the time span of a heartbeat.

Automatically, used to experience immediate peace by just being exposed to his touch, you let out a content sigh, snuggling further into the pillow and the blankets. Noticing the action right away, Yongguk paused for a moment before resuming his movements at a softer pace, as if not to disturb your partial slumber even more than he already has.

“Are you still awake?”

You mumbled something in return, hoping it was enough for him to understand that you were somewhere between consciousness and dreamland. He didn’t say anything more than that and simply continued settling in. The moment after his chest pressed against your back you felt a shiver coursing down your spine - for some reason, his body temperature seemed oddly cold compared to yours, or maybe you’d just spent too much time under the soft and warm duvet. 

Yongguk’s legs slowly tangled with yours, as if he knew exactly how much you needed that extra comforting feeling right now. His lips, warm and soft, rested against the back of your neck, where they found a comfortable spot to stay longer. The moment he felt you stirring, he simply tightened his grip around you a little more, his deep voice quietly making it’s way to your ear and getting it’s point across without having to try hard.

 “Shh, it’s alright. I’m here, let’s just sleep now.”

The proposition wasn’t too bad, and you figured greetings or good nights were irrelevant at this point anyways. His lips graced upon that little spot behind your ear, and he left a little kiss there before nuzzling his face into your hair and seemingly stopping all other movement. You could clearly feel his heart beating against your back, and the monotone action only seemed to set you more at peace. Breathing patterns matching up, you snuggled further into the comfort of his arms and the warmth of the duvets, feeling like everything that had been troubling you before didn’t quite matter at this exact moment. Not now, not in this little space that belonged only to you and Yongguk, where you could calmly be in each other’s company without needing to speak, just lying there, resting your tired bodies in each other’s arms and awaiting tomorrow together.

It didn’t surprise you that you woke up an hour late the very next morning, but since it was the weekend, you’d planned to spend the day cuddling in bed with Yongguk anyways.

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[win-bap]

A/N: I thought about trying text and here's it 🙈 Hope you like it and you can request some if you want ❤️ maybe I should update somethings here

After 2 weeks ㅋㅋ

A/N: Btw I'm going to post the third part of Waft this week and sorry for not posting anything lately but I couldn't write like I hadn't have any inspiration to write but now everything is alright! ✨

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[junhong-ah]

Not alone [Jongup] // Halloween Mini-Series

words: 900+  • characters: • reader x jongup  • genre: spooky fluff

Welcome to the first part of my little B.A.P. Halloween-themed-series. Over the next few days I will upload a chapter per member (so 6 overall) that is somehow related to Halloween. Happy reading Halloween! Inspired by @rosegukk and her Halloween Drabbles. (Be sure to check them out!)

Summary: Your first Halloween together should be memorable. And even if you haven't planned anything out of the ordinary, a romantic-creepy evening quickly turns into a real nightmare.

Turning from one side to the other, you looked critically at your reflection in the mirror, standing in your bedroom. You've never been really good at planning your own Halloween costume, but this time you were kind of happy with it. Maybe because you and your boyfriend decided to wear costumes with masks, so you wouldn't have to work hours and hours on a creepy make-up that would only end up being creepy because you failed miserably.

So Jongup came up with the idea of dressing up as a purge-couple and you simply loved that idea. You chose an sexy white dress-costume with lots of fake blood on it, some matching high heels and with that scary mask you really looked like you wanted to join purge night. It was simple, but perfect.

As the doorbell rang, you literally jumped downstairs to open the door. You simply loved Halloween as much as your boyfriend did, so you've been waiting all day for the first trick-or-treaters to appear at your door. Your Mask was in your hair because you didn't want to scare those poor children too much. But as you opened, there was somebody else. Jongup.

“Wow! That costume really is convincing. You might terrify a few too many children” you chuckled, while you sized him up. He was wearing a nice suit that perfectly matched his body shape and even with that much fake blood spread all over, he simply looked gorgeous. The fake weapon in his hand looked damn real, so did the blood. “What are you doing here so early?”

As he removed the mask he was giving you his unique smile, that melted your heart every single time. ”I wanted to see you, I couldn't wait any longer!” He looked directly into your eyes and you blushed a little. “Babe, you look stunning!” And with that he pulled you close to deep kiss you.

A soft breeze came up, tickling your neck while you were kissing, and caused you goose bumps. It was unusual warm for this time of the year all day long so you didn't really knew where that breeze was coming from. The next second it was gone and you didn't think about it anymore.

You decided to watch a movie as it was too early to go to the party. Besides, you liked the idea of being alone with Jongup for a longer time and watch some movies to get the real Halloween feeling.

At some point the doorbell rang again and Jongup jumped off of the couch and pulled down his mask with a mischievous grin on his face. As he grabbed his bloody weapon you just looked up at him, frowning. Poor children, you thought.

“Come on, just let me scare a few trick-or-treaters” he begged and you just laughed.

“You're going to horrify them!”

“It'll build character.” And with that, he left the living room to open the door. You heard the kids laugh and some amused cries and you just shook your head while you tried to picture Killer-Jongup in front of these poor kids. But it was Halloween after all, so the kids were probably prepared for something like that.

During the evening you took turns to open the door for the children and when the first movie was over, you went to the terrace. It was already dark and without the bright full moon in the sky you wouldn’t have seen your hand in front of your eyes. It was the perfect Halloween night.

“Wow, the moon looks beautiful tonight” you said deep in thoughts so you didn't see the smirk on your boyfriends face.

“Thanks.”

You looked at him wondering, since it took you a while to understand that joke. Then you laughed and slapped him playfully, because even if he really was beautiful, you didn't mean it that way. And of course he knew that.

Jongup wrapped his arms around you to pull you closer to him while he was looking deep into your eyes. “I really enjoy this evening.” You blushed a little and a big smile grew on your face. It was your first Halloween together and you were hoping it would be memorable.

“Me too” you said, leaning over to place a soft kiss on his lips. From the corner of your eye you saw a strange frame but as you looked at it, it was gone. Your eyes widened while you pulled away from Jongup.

“Something wrong?”

“I thought I saw… nevermind.” Maybe your imagination played tricks on you or something, but it looked like someone was watching you. Only for a second.

“Halloween's really getting to you, huh?” he said chuckling while his embrace tightened around you.

You just smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him again and to forget about that strange feeling building up in your stomach. Something definitely was wrong, but you tried to ignore that bad feeling. And feeling Jongup's body so close helped you to calm down again very fast.

Your eyes were closed while you just enjoyed the moment being so close to him and so did he. His hand stroke your back and soon everything was okay again. That's when he whispered something in your ear, that you didn’t quite get.

“Mmm, I appreciated that little murmuring you did in my ear” you said, opening your eyes again just to freeze in your movement.

“That wasn't me.”

There was this frame again. And this time it stayed.

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