#dongju fluff

[thru-the-grapevine]

[5:14 PM] “Are you still playing that video game?” You asked as you walked in the apartment front door.

Dongju frowned, not taking his eyes from the screen. “I’ve been stuck on this level for, like, two hours now. I’m going to finish it if it kills me.”

You snorted, kicking off your shoes and grabbing a bottle of tea from the fridge before wandering into the living room. You knew Dongju had a thing about completing things and finding good stopping points; you should have known your roommate would spend his day off like this if he got sucked into a video game.

“Scootch,” you said, nudging Dongju’s shoulder.

Instead of moving to not take up most of the loveseat, Dongju slid down and sat on the floor in front of it, instead. You laughed and stepped over him, settling directly behind him to watch.

“So what’s been tripping you up?” you asked, opening the tea and glancing at the fun fact in the bottle cap. “Also, apparently honey is one of the only foods that never goes bad, did you know?”

“I had no idea,” Dongju mumbled, button-mashing furiously. “It’s always this–one–boss–GAH.”

He dropped the controller and ran his fingers through his hair as his character died again.

You took a swig of tea and set it on the side table. “Pick up the controller, I can help.”

Dongju sighed, obeying reluctantly. You looped your arms over his shoulders and put your hands over his on the controller, nudging his fingers to hit the buttons you wanted.

“Hm.” You mused, setting your head on top of his. “You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”

“Just help me with this boss and I swear I’ll buy us as much takeout as you want tonight,” Dongju muttered, following your lead on the controller.

You grinned. “Ooh, can it be poké? I’ve really been feeling poké lately.”

“It can be whatever you want!” Dongju pleaded, and you got to business helping him dodge enemy attacks.

“You have to dodge and roll here, see?” You said as you guided Dongju’s character to do just that. “Because it always does a second attack just here, even if it’s not looped in with the first one.”

You dropped his hands and leaned back, victorious, as the level completed.

Dongju looked back at you, impressed. “How…?”

“I watch those ‘how to pass this level’ videos you refuse to watch,” you teased.

Dongju pouted. “Then this doesn’t count! I cheated!”

“It was cheating the second I helped you, and you didn’t have issues with that,” you laughed, ruffling his hair. “So. Poké?”

Dongju stuck his tongue out at you. “…Fine.”

#dongju fluff #xion fluff #oneus fluff #dongju x reader #xion x reader #dongju timestamp #xion timestamp #oneus timestamp #dongju drabble #xion drabble #oneus drabble #dongju #xion #oneus #admin ellie #ellie writes #ellie’s fluff #this just in: I would like a Dongju-shaped bestie #in honor of comeback season

[mo-notmoe]

I got to see Oneus last week and it was definitely LIT 😏

I really regret not buying one of the little plushy keychains of these guys tho....

#oneus #oneus fanart #oneus to moon #to moon #kpop fanart #oneus seoho #oneus leedo #oneus keonhee #oneus hwanwoong #oneus xion #oneus tour #lee seoho #kim gunhak #lee keonhee #yeo hwangwoong #son dongju #seoho #leedo #keonhee #hwangwoo #xion #oneus reactions #oneus imagines #oneus x reader #oneus la dolce vida #oneus au #oneus fluff #kpop

[mirisss]

Droplets of Water & Love

Oneus OT5 x fairy! afab! reader

Wordcount ≈ 1.6k

Warnings: slight anxiety, kind of stalking but not with malicious intent, I think that’s it

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it! 

Third Person POV

Living a double life that transcends between the normal and what could only be seen as an imaginary world, is difficult. (Y/n) appears completely human, however, that is far from the truth. (Y/n) is a fairy. A water fairy to be precise. She sneaks out of the home she shares with her five boyfriends, Seoho, Geonhak, Keonhee, Hwanwoong, and Dongju, also known as the idol group Oneus, every morning not returning until late at night. At the beginning of the relationship, the boys didn’t notice (Y/n) leaving early and returning late because, well, they did the same thing, considering their job.  However, after a whole year of being together, the boys began noticing some things, (Y/n) left early every single day, never having a day off it seemed, returning in the afternoon, completely drained of energy, whenever they asked about her job she just answers with something vague, and things like that. Because of this, the boys decided to follow (Y/n) one morning when they had a day off from their idol work.  

(Y/n) got up at 5 am, got dressed, and left the apartment. The five members of Oneus quickly got up as soon as the door closed. All of them were already dressed so they could follow (Y/n). Soon enough, (Y/n) turned into an alleyway that led nowhere, the boys sneaked around the corner to find (Y/n) standing with her back towards them just staring at a wall. The alleyway was dark but something seemed to be glowing around (Y/n)’s hands. The five boys tried to quietly walk closer to their girlfriend, which went well until Dongju stumbled on a rock, making a loud bang with his foot as he found his balance. The ruckus made (Y/n) turn around as she was surprised by the sound. (Y/n) was scared that whoever had made the noise was a drunkard or something, she was slightly at ease when she saw her five soulmates but then she became nervous. 

“What are you guys doing here?” “We wanted to see what you do for your job but whenever we asked you never answered,” Keonhee began, followed by Hwanwoong. “So we kind of decided to follow you, sorry,” “I mean, I guess, it’s okay. It’s my fault for not telling you, it’s just, you see, the thing is… um it’s kind of hard to explain,” (Y/n) wasn’t sure how to bring up the fact that she wasn’t exactly human, she was a fairy, and her job was collecting morning dew and other water droplets for her village so that other fairies could distribute the water. On days when she wasn’t working she visited her family, she didn’t get to see them much so if she mentioned visiting her family around the boys they would surely want to come with her. 

“(Y/n), whatever it is you can tell us,” Seoho said as he took a step closer to (Y/n). “It’s really weird and complicated and I don’t know, I’m scared, I guess,” “What are you scared of? I mean when we first met we seemed sketchy and stuff because we couldn’t tell you about our soon-to-be debut and everything,” Geonhak said. “Just one question, do we have to be in this alleyway for this?” Dongju asked with a small chuckle. “We kind of do,” (Y/n) answered, nerves and something close to shame on her face. 

“Okay, promise to hear me out before you walk away?” “We promise,” Geonhak answered. “We would never just walk away from you, no matter what,” Hwanwoong said as he put a loving hand on (Y/n)’s shoulder, all the boys giving her encouraging smiles. “This is going to sound crazy, but I’m a fairy,” And so (Y/n) explained what she was and what she was doing for work, the boys stood there, at first thinking (Y/n) was just joking with them but as she continued explaining everything she also showed them a bit of her magic. 

“I can’t do as much in my human form but I can do this,” The five idols watched in awe as a baby blue light emitted from the girl's hands, small sparkles danced around her and the five of them. Soon a strong light blinded them, once they opened their eyes, the world around them seemed much bigger. They all spun around, not understanding what was happening. After a few seconds, Dongju laid eyes on (Y/n). Translucent blue wings on her back, her hair shinier than ever, and a marine blue flower-like dress adorned her body. 

“Woah,” Was all the youngest boy could say. The other four noticed (Y/n)’s new appearance as Dongju tried to say something. All of them realized that what (Y/n) just told them, was real. “So, yeah that’s almost everything,” “Almost?” Keonhee asked, wondering what more she had to tell them. “You see, fairies like many other creatures, have fated bonds, a person or people whom they are destined to be with, soulmates I guess you could call it,” As (Y/n) explained the situation to the boys her wings began moving, her now tiny form levitating around the air in front of them. 

“Does that mean that we are soulmates? Or do you have a soulmate somewhere out there?” Geonhak asked, a bit worried that they would lose her. (Y/n)’s wings stopped flickering, her body once again landing on the ground. The fairy took a few steps closer to the five boys that she loved with all of her heart. “I love all five of you, with everything that I am, and I could never imagine my life without you guys now. You are my soulmates, I wouldn’t have been with you guys for this long otherwise, it would have felt wrong,” The five idols all broke out into happy smiles while tears filled their eyes, relief, and happiness flowing through their bodies. 

The boys pulled (Y/n) into a tight and warm group hug, all six of them crying and sniffling. (Y/n) felt safe in their arms, she felt accepted, a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders, and she finally felt like she could breathe. “Wait, so all this time, you’ve been sneaking off like this to work? Are we holding you from doing your job right now?” Hwanwoong asked, worry evident in his voice. “Well yes to the first question, mostly, and no for the second one. I was sneaking out to visit my family today,” 

“You’ve never really talked about your family before,” “I know, what was I supposed to say, hey guys my family consists of fairies and they’re tiny,” (Y/n) answered Seoho’s question as she chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it’s hard to explain that one, but just so you know, you can really tell us anything, we won’t judge you, because we love you,” Keonhee ended his sentence with another tight hug. “Do you guys want to come with me? Meet my parents?” “YES!” They all screamed in unison. (Y/n)’s hands began glowing once more, small sparkles erupted around the boys, followed by another blinding light. Once the light calmed down, the boys found themselves dressed in flower-like clothing and blue translucent wings adorned their backs. 

“WOAH! We have wings!” Dongju exclaimed as he and Keonhee jumped around in excitement. “You’re going to need them, the only way to get to my village is by flying there,” “We’ve never flown like this though,” Geonhak said, a bit sceptical. “The wings knows what they need to do, it’s like a copy of my wings, so as long as I know how to use them, you’ll be able to use them,” “Let’s fly then!” Hwanwoong said as he ran up to (Y/n), giving her a quick kiss on the lips. (Y/n)’s cheeks reddening with a blush, even after a year of being in a relationship with them she always blushed after kissing. 

And so the six soulmates set off into the sky, the five boys marveling at the feeling of flying. The wings flickering behind them. The way the world looked from the eyes of a small fairy. They laughed as they danced around with the wind, the sun slowly rising over the horizon coloring the world in a bright yellowy-orange hew. After a few minutes, the group arrived at a clearing where ther saw hundreds of other fairies dancing around in the sky as the collected morning dew and sunlight and whatnot. 

“Come on this way,” (Y/n) showed her soulmates around the village, introducing them to some of her childhood friends before they finally came to a stop at a cute little house. A house that (Y/n) grew up in before she moved to the city, living more as a human rather than a fairy. “It’s so pretty, everything around her is so nice, it seems so right that you come from here,” Geonhak said. “What do you mean?” “You shine just like the sun, it’s like you sparkle. You seem like a goddess, ethereal, as a human but seeing you like this, this place and you just makes so much sense together,” “That’s exactly how I feel when I see you guys standing on stage, singing, dancing, performing,” 

Magic exists in everything alive, the most special magic in the world is the one found in true love and happiness. 

#oneus #oneus x reader #oneus ot5 #oneus ot5 x reader #lee seoho #seoho x reader #oneus fluff #fantasy au #oneus au #geonhak x reader #leedo x reader #keonhee x reader #oneus keonhee #hwanwoong x reader #xion x reader #dongju x reader #Mirisss #mirisss.request #oneus x female reader #oneus x yn #oneus x you #oneus x (Y/n)

[winterviolet1]

Oneus Reaction: Their S/o having Tattoos

Fluff

Seoho:

"Wow, Are these real?!"

Seoho would be surprised to see his s/o tattoos. Usually he sees you have fakes tattoos on. But now seeing a real one on your shoulder had him gently trace the lines of the design.

The first one Seoho saw that you showed him was a bracelet tattoo. When you tell him why you got it. Seoho was more then happy and loved when he heard that the design was something meaningful for the both of you.

"Did it hurt?"

Leedo:

"Where, How?!"

Leedo was shock. You as his s/o had shown him everything of yourself before. But never would he expected you to ink your body with a design he looked a lot.

The tattoo you got that he first saw. It was a simple meaningful design on your leg. You just recently got it and wanted to show it to you loveable bf.

"You unbelievable but I love you for it"

Keonhee:

"Oh is this what you want to show me"

Keonhee knows how rare occasion his s/o would ink their body. He likes the design you would choose since he doesn't get a tattoo himself. He happy if your happy with the choose of design.

There were a few times you would ask him to choose one he would like to see on you. Keonhee felt happy when you involve him in pick or having a design that is meant for him. He was all for it!

"What will you get done next?"

Hwanwoong:

"What a silly thing to do"

Hwanwoong is all for it. He loves how brave you are to do something like tattooing your body. The first time he saw your tattoos, he was a bit concerned on how painful if must have felt. But now he gets a little sassy cause he can't have one himself.

When you two are alone. Hwan would have you lay on your stomach with the shirt off to admire the tattoo you have on your back.

"Is that a tiger I see!!"

Xion/DongJu:

"Oh my God!"

Xion never had a s/o with tattoos before. When he first saw yours on your arm and leg. He was amazed!

He always wonder what it would be like to have one. He would have you sit on his lap or vise versa to admire the design. He would wish to have one to match with you.

"Is that one for me!?"

#oneus hwanwoong #oneus seoho #oneus xion #oneus reactions #oneus kpop #oneus fluff #oneus leedo #oneus keonhee #sub oneus #oneus #oneus imagines #sub!oneus

[lattebaby04]

written - oneus maknae line

“When you say ‘I love you’ first in the relationship”

– genre: fluff all around <3

This writing is super old but I thought I might adjust some things and finish it so I can remove this from the drafts lol

This is not proofread well, but that’s okay 🤗

Keonhee

He is on cloud nine!! Keonhee was eventually going to say 'I love you' first but he was just waiting for the perfect time, but the fact that you said it? You just made his day!

Keonhee is all over you, giving physical touch and words of affirmation, and whatnot. He just wants to shower you with his love!

"I love you too! I love you so, so, so much."

Hwanwoong

Honestly feeling blessed that you're in his life?? To hear you say such adoring words to him first makes him fall for you all over again!

He blushes slightly and he says “I love you too.” in the most softest voice ever. You practically burst from how adorable he was being and showered him with love.

“You caught me a little off guard, but it was pleasant. I love you too.”

Xion

Lowkey, Dongju wanted to say the big three words first but didn’t know when. He was very patient, waiting for the right moment, the perfect moment to say it. That was until you said it first.

He’s all smiles and giggles, happy that you said it to him then he realizes that you said it first so now he’s pouting jokingly and feigning hurt.

“I can’t believe you! You’re going to have to make it up to me by saying it 50 more times.”

#oneus x reader #oneus imagines #oneus keonhee x reader #oneus keonhee imagines #oneus hwanwoong x reader #oneus hwanwoong imagines #oneus xion x reader #oneus xion imagines

[woongmybeloved]

@oneusficevents 2023 Trope Bingo: Fake Relationship Square

Pairing: Keonhee/Hwanwoong

Setting: Actor!AU, CEO!AU, Fake Relationship, Enemies to Lovers

Genre: Humor, Fluff, Minor Angst with a Happy Ending

Warnings: Mild Language

Rating: T

Wordcount: 16,584/?

Summary:

"You offered your body to your boss to thank him for giving you a job?" Dongju asked incredulously.

"W-well the thing is... I mean, it's not like that. I mean, yes he's my boss and yes we kissed but like, it's not what you think!"

Dongju pursed his lips. "Then explain it to me. Why would you get into the first scandal in your fourteen-year career on the very day you sign a contract by kissing your boss in public?"

Or; Lee Keonhee needs to get out of an arranged marriage. His old highschool rival Yeo Hwanwoong needs a new acting agency. Together they unleash chaos upon both Hallyu and high society.

#2023ONEUSTropeBingo #ultkpop #oneus #fic bingo #oneus fic #oneus fanfic #hwanwoong #keonhee #kpop fic #kpop fanfic #hwanwoong fic #keonhee fic #my fic

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Kim Youngjo ~Coming Soon~

Lee Seoho

Special {Angst} (10.5k)

Kim Gunhak

Do You Want To Get Coffee First {Angst/Fluff} (5.3k)

Lee Keonhee ~Coming Soon~

Yeo Hwanwoong ~Coming Soon~

Son Dongju ~Coming Soon~

Group Headcanons / Reactions

#kpop #kpopfanfic #kpopimagine #kpopscenarios #kpopheadcanons #kpopfic #oneus #oneusxreader #oneusxyou #oneusheadcanons #oneusscenarios #oneusimagines #oneusfanfic #oneusfic #kimyoungjo #oneusRavn #leeseoho #oneusSeoho #kimgunhak #oneusLeedo #leekeonhee #oneusKeonhee #yeohwanwoong #oneusHwanwoong #sondongju #oneusXion #oneus masterlist

[lee--felix]

Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

hiii I love your work! This is my first time in your ask box!!🤭 For the game I give you...love, whisper, and kiss😚 I cant wait to read the spoilers🫣🥰

This is so sweet omg 🥺 thank you much! I've been writing for the better part of twenty years and I really pour my heart and soul into my fics. I'm so glad you like them! Welcome to my askbox anon, I hope you enjoy your stay. 🥰

"Did you seriously only order sweets?" Dongju questioned with a chuckle, pulling containers out of the bag he had just retrieved from the doorstep a few minutes ago. "You have to eat real food every once in a while, y/n, you'll make yourself sick."

You were sick, though, just not in a physical sense. Love sick was more like it. The craving for sweets was just an unintended side effect.

[12:07am] - Dongju x fem!reader - fluff, friends to lovers

"Felix?" You questioned again, barely a whisper and with an inflection that implied you were looking for consent rather than an answer. His gaze traced its way up to yours, those deep brown eyes suddenly making your knees weak. Your lips met as though they had done this hundreds of times, hands quickly moving to wrap around each other like forgotten lovers. It felt so natural, so fluid in the way you both moved that you almost forgot you weren't his to take… or were you?

Therefore I Am - Felix x fem!reader - enemies to lovers, smut, angst

"You're not on a stage." Hwanwoong's head bowed for a moment, searching for the correct words to soothe your anxiety. "You're in the office… with me. There's glitter on your face, your hair's a mess, and you've just tied a string of ornaments to my belt." Suddenly you were taken back to a long night that felt like it had only lasted a few minutes. "And you've asked me to put on your favorite playlist and dance with you because there's nobody else around." A smile crept across his face, eyes filled with adoration at the memory. "So you finally, for once, enjoy yourself without the fear of consequences. And I get to watch all that doubt wash away until you're so confident that you pull me in and almost let me kiss you… almost." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Because in that moment I think I fell in love with you."

Same Scent - Hwanwoong x fem!reader - fluff, forbidden relationship, smut (this scene is on the chopping block though, it might not end up in the final product)

Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in

#answered [📬]

[decaffedthoughts]

That Flower Was You

pairing: Son Dongju (Xion)/Kim Geonhak (Leedo)

word count: 8.2k

Equal fluff and angst, I'd say

summary: After an innocuous conversation with Hyunjin, Dongju begins to question what he likes to wear and what that means for who he is. What follows is a tumultuous period of internal self-discovery and change. At the same time, Dongju continues to deal with his feelings for Geonhak, and there are a lot of those. His roommates and friends are all very aware of all those feelings, much to his dismay.

a/n: Inspired by this fic on ao3 by gardenjins! Also crossposted on ao3. In the texting sections other characters will be bold and Dongju will be regular text. Fulfilling the clownracha quarterly prompt: new year, nugu

Dongju had plenty of friends his age at college. So many of them were so cool that he had to befriend at least some. Currently, his dearest of those was Hwang Hyunjin. Of course, Hyunjin had xyr own set of friends, and boyfriends and partners of all ages. Dongju was proud to say they had regular contact, so he wasn't surprised when he received a random picture with no other message attached.

He opened it, walking back from class one day, and was surprised to see Hyunjin in a pretty little skirt. Xe was clearly standing in a dressing room and was typing while Dongju stared.

do you think i should get it?

why me specifically

gc is 50/50 split, so you’re the chosen one

i totally think you should, it’s really pretty

that’s what i said! good financial choices mean nothing when i can have pretty clothes

And that was where the conversation ended for the day. For Hyunjin, at least. For Dongju, the skirt just never left his head. He had never seriously considered wearing a skirt before. In that photo, Hyunjin looked good, and Dongju wondered if he could pull it off like xem. Probably not exactly, because Hyunjin was somehow one of the prettiest people on campus, but in xyr own way.

So, the next day, he went back to their message thread.

hey hyunjin do you have other skirts too?

ooooooooh yes i do! good morning to me

Dongju breathed out a laugh, watching Hyunjn type, likely taking longer because xe was trying to type and take photos simultaneously. What followed was about an hour of Hyunjin going through their impressive skirts collection, some highlights from other closets, and a nice long tangent on Changbin's dresses. Dongju only sent a word occasionally commenting on a particularly nice item. Hyunjin always responded with "noted", but he didn't mind.

It culminated in Hyunjin finding xyr own only dress, to which xe assured Dongju xyr getting more soon. The picture immediately took Dongju's breath away. Hyunjin was wearing a gorgeous strawberry dress. Dongju was never interested in the dress while it was a tiktok trend, but suddenly, he understood why everyone else was. The original dress was a little expensive at $500, but Hyunjin found a silhouette they liked for a little less. More than Dongju would spend on a single clothing item in college, but that's what would happen when you had 2 rich boyfriends who loved to spoil you.

Dongju couldn’t stop staring that time, but it felt different in a way he couldn't explain. Hyunjin emphasized that clothing was just pieces of fabric and said little to nothing about your gender, but Dongju felt something different when he looked at Hyunjin spinning in a field in a dress. He both could and couldn't imagine himself doing it at the same time. It was an abstract feeling. Like he couldn’t because he hadn’t ever done it before, and it sort of felt like he wasn’t allowed to, for some reason. But he could, and he wanted to, to feel the freedom that Hyunjin embodied in that photo. 

All of that stayed inside for now until he could make a little more sense of it.

"Oh." Dongju breathed.

It felt better than anything he had ever worn, and he couldn't imagine anything else being even better. It felt so right. He spun, and the translucent layer hung long and brushed over his calves softly. Slowly, he looked up at the mirror he knew was there. It's hard because despite the pretty, flowing skirt, everything else about him is still distinctly masculine, or so he thinks. Maybe Hyunjin would say otherwise, but some things weren't meant to be spoken out loud yet. They'd just live in Dongju's head for now.

It was more apparent when it was on him that the gold pieces were meant to be little fireworks. It was pretty. Not a word Dongju thought he would ever be allowed to use to describe himself, but it felt good. He likes being pretty. Inside, his childhood self is clapping and watching with adoration. This could be the beginning of everything that child wanted.

Now, it was different. Because he'd thought that Seoho was pretty and Seoho was a man. He thinks Geonhak is pretty on a daily basis, and Geonhak is probably more secure in his masculinity than anyone else Dongju knew.

"Ju? You all good out there?" Hyunjin's voice came, muffled, through the door.

Dongju mentally curses, he forgot Hyunjin was here, how rude. But it's so easy to just keep staring at himself in the mirror and going over 50 arguments about why this is a good and a terrible decision.

"Yeah! You can come back now." Dongju said.   

Hyunjin flings open the door, only stopping it from slamming back against the stopper with the tips of xyr fingers. Dongju would be impressed with xyr reflexes if he wasn't otherwise occupied. And he certainly is, swaying back and forth and feeling it brush softly against his legs. A little bit ticklish but mostly pleasant.

Hyunjin squeals at both a pitch and volume too loud for what is meant to be happening in the dorm today, which is nothing. Dongju hurriedly shushes xem, and Hyunjin apologizes softly but kept xyr eyes on the skirt.

"It's like it was made just for you, Ju. Look at you." Hyunjin lifted xyr eyes to Dongju's face and practically melted at what xe saw.

Dongju was staring at himself in the mirror again, wholly entranced. "I look like myself. I feel like myself. This is incredible."

Hyunjin didn't have any words to answer with, xe just smiled at Dongju through the mirror, glad xe could bring this piece of joy to xyr friend.

"I'm gonna bring you so many pretty skirts. I don't think any of Changbin-hyung's dresses would fit you, though, sorry. His shoulders are stupid wide."

Dongju sighed, but he didn't expect much from that. And the idea of being small, smaller than Changbin is kind of nice. His group of friends was great for that because all but one were either the same height or taller than him. And what Hwanwoong lacked in height, he more than made up for in energy and feistiness.

They did this over and over again. Dongju suspects that not all skirts were recycled hand-me-downs but new gifts, but he didn’t say anything. It's not like he had a receipt or anything to prove it. Just a feeling. Either way, it's nice to be spoiled by someone else without asking. The last time he felt like that was when his parents would bring home the toys he wanted without asking. Or would the times that the others show up with food count? Either way, he felt spoiled in a way that he rarely did.

It happened so often that the others were not necessarily suspicious, just a bit confused. Hyunjin came in with a bag, stayed for an hour, and then left with nothing. No one knew what was in the bag or where they went because Dongju made them disappear.

Internally, he was becoming more confused by the day but said nothing to anyone. He'd noticed being out in public is a little more uncomfortable, and he didn't like people looking at him. Sure, he didn't really before, but it wasn't so visceral and uncomfortable then. There wasn't an apparent reason why in his head, so he just kept moving along and trying to avoid being around many people in public.

The other strange thing is the slight wrongness under his skin when someone calls him a man. At first, he just attributes it to not feeling like a proper adult despite being almost done with college. It lasts a few weeks until he googles it to see if anyone else felt like this and how they deal with it.

The results he got were... different. Reddit post after Reddit post, ranging from one reply to almost a hundred.

I don't feel like a man, but nothing else seems right. What do I do?

I feel uncomfortable when people call me a man or a boy, it feels wrong. Anyone else feel this way?

I have long hair, and someone behind me assumed I was a woman. Why did I like it so much?

Dongju had thought about growing his hair long once, and Hyunjin regularly oscillated between shoulder length and short hair. What if someone mistook him for a woman in public because of his hair? It didn't feel *wrong* per se, but that was probably just because it was a theoretical experience, and he wasn't actually experiencing it. If he was called a woman, he'd definitely be weirded out. Definitely.

The googling continued, and Dongju found other pieces he related to in some people's stories, so he kept looking. However, the more he looked, the more similar the results became.

Trans, egg, trans woman, trans femme, agender, non-binary

He'd heard some of the terms from Hyunjin, who also gracefully explained what they meant personally, but Dongju would never have connected them to his own experience. And he continued to be determined not to.

There was no moment in his childhood where he wanted to try on a dress or makeup or anything like that. Nobody teased him for being different like that. Mainly, they focused on him being nerdy or quiet or something. He never found himself wishing his body was different or that his puberty was wrong.

But... sitting in his room in the dark, Dongju let himself wonder for a little bit. What happened at 2am didn't count, so he ignored it until morning.

What would it be like if his voice hadn't dropped in middle school and stayed slightly higher? Or what if his body was smaller and rounder, rather than the muscle his roommates had encouraged him to build?

Dongju clicked his phone off and slapped it down, throwing both hands over his face as if to avoid looking at his thoughts. Surely, there was no way that he liked some of these thoughts? There was no way he would want a different body or a lighter voice or to be accepted in longer hair and skirts. No, this was just slight sleep deprivation and a sign he should stop staying up so late googling this nonsense. He silently resolved to get a better sleep schedule over the next few weeks, which would solve everything.

Getting more sleep was pretty good for him, but it didn't solve anything in thinking about what he'd be like as a woman. If anything, it was worse because it also started being in his dreams. Some were more like his current self and experimenting, but some looked completely different.

Dongju would wake up and lay in bed, turning the dreams over in his mind until he woke up more and realized what was happening, shaking it away and ignoring it for the rest of the day.

Eventually, it wears him down a little, seeing the same dreams and thinking about the repetitive results he got when googling such personal experiences. There were some queer clubs/groups on campus, so he went out to one of them.

Thankfully, Dongju hadn't met any of the people before, so they just nod and accept him. They don't ask him any questions, and he didn't say much in return and instead just listens. It didn't provide any answers but is a friendly little community.

He went for a few weeks, becoming somewhat of a new regular. It came to the point where they start asking him questions.

Name? Easy. Pronouns? Dongju hadn't properly admitted it to himself yet, but exclusively he/him didn't feel quite correct anymore, and he didn't know what to replace it with either.

"Um... not sure yet. That's why I started coming here. He/they, I guess?" That was the best answer he could get out.

The person, Moonbyul, just nodded and didn't question it. She seemed really chill. He kept going, talking to more and more people and becoming less and less sure of everything. At some point, Moonbyul and another girl named Yoohyeon. He was a little scared at first, and it must have shown on his face because both laughed and assured him they were committed lesbians.

One night, he texts Moonbyul impulsively before he could convince himself not to.

Hey

Hello there

Can you try something out for me? She/her pronouns. Not in person, just like. A short text

interesting. sure Dongju is a new friend of mine. I think she's kinda cool

Dongju stared at the text for a while without responding, internally repeating it again and again. I think she's kinda cool. She is. She.

You alive over there?

Oh, um yeah Just.... yeah

It felt good?

Hah, I guess so

Well, welcome to the club I guess

Lol the club of what? Womaning? Am I a woman? Oh god

Hah, I'll let you figure that out I can't answer it for you Want me to tell anyone, or are you doing it yourself?

No, I'll do it myself. Just... give me some time He/they for a while, if you don't mind

Yeah, whatever you need Just lemme know when it's gonna be okay

Dongju sends a simple heart before closing her phone and then her eyes. Now what? Seriously, how do people deal with this and then move on? Who should she tell first? What should she tell them? How long should she wait? Now she knew, and there was only so long she'd be able to handle the wrong pronouns now that she knew the right ones and what they feel like.

She picked her phone back up and looked at the time. Damn, no time for a crisis right now, she had an assignment due that night that she'd done hardly any of.

After submitting the assignment Dongju was so exhausted from several hours of adrenaline-fueled work that she was exhausted and went right to bed. It took her a while to fall asleep, but she had no space to think of much.

The next day, she had nothing else pressing, so she spent almost an hour wondering what to do. After she eats breakfast she just sits at the table and stared into space. Her other roommates seem to be out or asleep, so none of them were there to ask what the fuck is going on and she could zone in and out in peace. The clock on her phone ticked over to 11am, and she decided to get out of there before her luck ran out and she had to explain or find some excuse.

When she returns to her room, Dongju is struck with sudden inspiration. Hyunjin! Xe'll obviously be okay with it and might even have some advice on what to do now. It's not a 1-1 exact experience, but it's something, and god knew she needed anything right now.

Hyunjin answered fast, and she was there a 30-minute bus ride later. One I'm here text and a knock later, and Hyunjin is practically bouncing as xe lets them in. Most of their boyfriend roommates were also home, so it was much louder, and Dongju stared wide-eyed. She'd been here before, but usually, it was much emptier and quieter. It made it less likely that someone would hear them talking over all the noise, which was nice.

Minho, Chan, and Seungmin all nod at her, and Jisung and Felix take a break from intense Mario Karting to wave. It was nice because she'd hardly talked to any of them, but they accept her like it's nothing just because she knew Hyunjin so well.

Hyunjin closed the door behind them and plops down on xyr bed, looking at Dongju.

"So, what's up? You never ask me to come over, and it seems serious."

Dongju starts fidgeting with her clothes awkwardly. How the fuck should she do this? Ugh.

"Um... well. Okay, I'm not sure sure yet, but I think I might be uh. Fuck, I hate this. Why is it so hard."

Hyunjin snorts before slapping a hand over xyr mouth to stop anything else. Xe stands up and forcefully pulls Dongju over to sit next to them.

"Unless you say you're like... getting married or something, I'm not gonna judge you. You see the fucking circus of people I live with. You're so normal in comparison to all of that."

It's genuinely a little reassuring to be "normal" for a minute. Dongju had been so caught up in feeling alone and not knowing who to go to that she forgot she was not completely alone. Personally, or just in other people who have these feelings.

"Thank you. I'm... I think I'm trans." She lets it hang in silence for a moment. "But you know, I'm not totally sure! I just had someone call me she over text, and it felt really nice. Yeah."

Dongju waits, staring down at her hands in her lap and waiting for Hyunjin's response.

"Okay, I was waiting to make sure you weren't gonna blurt out anything else. This is so exciting, though, oh my goodness! Am I the first person you told? Other than the friend you texted, who I definitely need to know more about." Dongju nodded slightly, and Hyunjin clapped in excitement. "Ah, I'm so honoured!"

Hyunjin launches xemself forward into a forceful hug on Dongju, who freezes for a minute but melts into it. She wasn't the biggest fan of hugs and whatnot, but she felt like she needed it now. They pull back, and Hyunjin is seriously beaming. It made Dongju a little less nervous, that this wasn't a bad thing and that maybe she'd make new friends or get closer to other friends.

"I get to be your little trans fairy godmother, this is wonderful. So, do you wanna tell me more about all of this? How did it happen, what are you doing now, any of that?"

Dongju laughed nervously, biting the inside of her cheek. "I'm not sure there is much to tell. It was months ago I started looking online cause I didn't feel like a man and thought it was just because I didn't feel like an adult yet. Then I started going to one of those college queer club things. That's where I met Moonbyul, the friend I texted, and she's super chill and open. I just randomly texted her and was like, hey, can you do something for me, use she/her pronouns in a message about me. She did and I don't even know how long I sat there looking at it, and it felt good, so I thought I was actually going insane. Like, no way. Yeah, that was, like, a week ago. And now I'm here."

Hyunjin looked at her with this strange little look on her face, like xe was proud and upset at the same time.

"Oh, my goodness. Little trans egg Dongju, not knowing what's happening. So you said not a man, but do you know what you might be more comfortable with now? Like, are you a girl, a woman, or not quite all the way that way? I just don't wanna say trans girl or trans woman or call you girlie if you're not, you know. And you don't have to have an answer yet! It's only been a week, so we can just keep testing what you like."

Dongju sits momentarily and thinks about it because she hadn't allowed herself to do so thus far. Is she a girl or a woman, or is she closer to some of those other terms she had seen?

She didn't know yet was the honest conclusion she came to, and she tells Hyunjin as much.

"Yeah, that's so fair! You've only known for like a week. So just tell me if I say something weird, or if I say something good!"

Hyunjin's the best person Dongju could've asked for on this journey. Xyr knowledgeable but also accepting and often upbeat. Of course, xe had xyr own serious and sensitive moments, but in general, xyr is just kind of chilling.

She spends another few hours there, just hanging out with one of her good friends, and it's lovely. Maybe she should get out more often, like Seoho said. God forbid she tell Seoho he was right about something, though, never.

As Dongju heads home, she considers when and how to tell her roommates about this. They're roommates and some of her closest friends, so there's no world where she didn't tell them. For now, everything was going perfectly fine. Her marks were good enough to pass, she'd got good friends, and she'd been learning more about herself. What more could someone ask for? Well, probably a whole lot more money, but that's beside the point.

But something had to break eventually, and in Dongju's opinion, it happened in the worst way.

It was another day, another Hyunjin visit.

In the house, they weren't in the habit of busting into other people's spaces, and to be fair, Geonhak did knock first. Unfortunately, the two seconds of warning provided was not enough for Dongju to make any meaningful attempt to hide. Geonhak must be way more flustered than Dongju could have guessed because it took a solid few seconds before he noticed.

His face got all red, and he couldn't stop staring. Dongju would like nothing more than to somehow evaporate. Or turn invisible, or teleport, or literally anything to make Geonhak stop staring like that. It made her feel itchy, and wrong. Even though she knew she wasn’t doing anything wrong, it's a piece of fabric.

"Are you gonna say anything? I feel uncomfortable and I'm not even involved." Hyunjin speaks, breaking the tenuous silence.

Dongju couldn't tell if she should thank xem or smack xem. Geonhak flinches like he was hit and starts about 6 different sentences before he commits to one.

"You look good, Dongju. Seriously. But, uh, if my laptop isn't in here, I should go. Have fun."

Geonhak waved awkwardly and then closed the door behind him. Dongju breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Could he have been lying? Sure, maybe. He wouldn't do that, he wouldn't say something like that just to spare someone's feelings, and certainly not Dongju's. They'd known each other for too long to pretend like that.

She'd take what she could get because it was nice. Hearing it from Geonhak directly gave her a little confidence boost. Maybe she'd show him more pretty things in the future, if the mere thought of doing so didn't make her want to explode.

"That was good! I've been telling you they won't care. First guy down, and he was the one you cared most about!"

Now it's Dongju's turn to flinch, because she certainly had not told Hyunjin about her crush on Geonhak. She would remember that.

"Who said he was the most important one? Who are your sources?" Dongju raises one eyebrow, trying her best to look suspicious and not nervous.

It did nothing for her, so the effort was really just wasted.

"Oh come on. Whenever I brought up telling somebody you'd always mention him first. Every single time. I'm not that stupid."  

Dongju had no counter to that, unfortunately. She simply sighed, then nodded and watched as Hyunjin grinned in triumph.

After the Geonhak skirt fiasco, Dongju decided to move along a little more because clearly, things would come to light whether she wanted them to or not. And Dongju did not like being out of control like that, not about her own identity. So she planned, and she wondered, and she panicked, and she cried a little. Ultimately, she knew she couldn't control her friend's thoughts and reactions and would just have to trust that they would accept her.  

"Hey, uh, guys?" Dongju peeked around the door, and all their heads snapped over to her at her voice.

It's clear they're all anxiously waiting, because she gave them almost no information on what was happening. Just that she had an announcement. Geonhak looked a little more relaxed, he must assume he already knew what this is about. If it were any other situation Dongju might have laughed, but she was too stressed about this to even try. He was about to get the shock of a lifetime.

"Okay, first of all, this." She hesitated a moment before stepping out from behind the door.

Hwanwoong is the first one to say anything, "cute!"

Agreements from everyone else ring out after. Geonhak leaned back onto the couch a little bit with a smug smile.

"I already told you I think you look good in this one." He said.

It's true, and precisely why she chose this skirt specifically. Geonhak wouldn't steer her wrong, which gave her peace knowing he would be behind her for this part. The rest of them explode, demanding to know why he got to see before the rest of them. Dongju rolls her eyes, these guys never change.

"It was an accident! Stop all your complaining, my ears hurt." She shuts them up fast, but they still don't look happy. Hwanwoong in particular side-eyes Geonhak and if she didn't want to avoid another argument Dongju might have laughed.

"But you said first of all right? So I feel like there's something else still." Seoho said, turning back to her.

Ah, trust Seoho to pick up on and remember that. Oldest of the friend group, always paying too much attention.

"Yeah." Dongju sighed.

She went over her mental script and the answers for the immediate questions she had a feeling they'd have.

"This is really hard, so I'll tell you when I'm done. Just… wait." She pauses, trying to force the words out of her mouth. "I'm trans. I'm a girl. And if that changes anything between us I'm sorry, but I can't live like this anymore. Hearing 'he' is grating, and being called a man makes me want to claw my skin off. I'm sure you have questions, ask away. Unless you just wanna kick me out right now. Yeah, I guess that's all.."

A few seconds of silence pass as they all process everything she'd said. Geonhak got there first, his face twisting in displeasure.

"We're not kicking you out. If anyone wants you to leave just because of this, I'm telling them to leave, not you."

A few tears well up, but Dongju starts blinking them away, determined not to cry about this in front of them. They all agreed quickly after that, and Dongju couldn't be more relieved.

"It might be hard at first, and I'm sorry for when I say something wrong. But you're still you, and I still love you." Seoho said.

Damn you, Seoho. That did it. Dongju crouched and hunched in on herself, suddenly sobbing almost violently. An explosion of emotion that no one was prepared for. All 4 men close in quickly to try and comfort her, murmuring comforting words. What Dongju is even less ready for is Geonhak petting her hair. It felt so good that she leaned towards him a little, only realizing when her side hits his knee, and she jerks back.

He didn't push it, which Dongju was very thankful for. She could only handle so many emotions at once, and flustered embarrassment would not be one of them. It took a while, and at some point, they all have to sit down to avoid their legs and feet going numb. Eventually, Dongju's tears slow, and she begins to breathe correctly again.

Someone's warmth disappears from behind her, and half a minute later, Keonhee crouches in front of her, a large glass of water in hand. She took it gratefully and downed it, not realizing just how dehydrated all that crying made her.

She did feel a little more clear-headed now. No one was upset, they all rushed to comfort her, and everything was still okay. Nothing is perfect, but things should get a little easier now.

What did not get any easier is having feelings for Geonhak, but at this point, Dongju expects that. She wasn’t even sure if her gender complicates things because she'd never heard of him with someone else, and he didn't talk about it either, at least not with her. And she'd rather fling herself into space than ask him, so she did some information-gathering first. In the process, she learns some harsh truths.

"Oh, are you thinking of finally confessing to him?" Hwanwoong asked.

Alarming statements all around, considering she had not spoken a word of her feelings to him. Lying to Hwanwoong was useless, especially since she was sure her shock was written all over her face already.

"Who told you? I bet it was Hyunjin. I never should have trusted that snake." Dongju bit her lip and contemplates the best method of revenge for this betrayal.

"What? No. I figured it out because when he's not looking, you look at him like he's the best thing since iced americanos. It would be sweet if it weren't so awful."

What if she murders this guy one day because spewing such absolute nonsense should be a crime. Surely, she looked at Geonhak in a completely normal way.

"Like he personally puts the moon up every night. I think it's sweet, but you didn't seem ready to talk about it, so I didn't say anything." Seoho said, staring at her and shrugging.

"This may be the worst day of my life," Dongju declares, and Seoho sputters. "My roommates know I have feelings for this guy, but I didn't tell any of them. What am I doing wrong?"

"Are you always this dramatic? Or does Geonhak just inspire that in you?"

Dongju ignores him in favour of pondering how her life led to this point. If she was so obvious about it, did Geonhak know too? He wasn’t the most observant guy, but it wasn’t like he was completely oblivious. Now, she had to deal with a new layer of nervousness around him, as if she wasn't doing badly enough already.

Despite that, she manages to be reasonable and normal around him, or she assumes. It all crumbles when they're out one day. They're all just walking around together, being menaces and taking up the whole sidewalk. Suddenly, Seoho flinches and sidesteps into Dongju, who yelps and glares. Seoho defends himself very quickly by pointing to the kid attached to his leg, who looked to be on the verge of tears. Geonhak moved so fast, and Dongju took a half-step back in shock.

"Hey, little buddy. My name is Geonhak, what's yours?"

The kid hesitates, clearly heeding stranger danger warnings but too far from any parental figure to say no.

"Hajun."

"Nice to meet you, Hajun! These are my friends. Can we help you find your parents? I bet they're very worried. Where did you see them last?"

"Back there. But they were going that way. I just wanted to look at the cool toys." His eyes start welling up again, but Geonhak is faster.

"Very good! You wanna go up on my shoulders? Then you can tell us about them, and we can all look together."

That dried the tears quickly, and Hajun nodded so fast that Dongju worried for his neck. Geonhak crouched down, and Seoho leaned down to assist Hajun's little legs up. Hajun squeals when Geonhak stands, and he flew up. For a moment, Dongju relived the weightless feeling she remembers as a child. She snapped out of it when they started walking, and Hajun began to talk.

"My mommy is kind of short, and she says one day I'll be taller than her. I'm so excited. But I won't be taller than my dad 'cause he's tall like you, Geonhak-ssi!"

Incredibly cute but not helpful. Many women were short, and plenty of men were tall, like Geonhak. Dongju was hoping that Hajun's parents recognized him and come over because she wasn’t sure that he would be helpful in their search.

"I bet you'll grow tall like your dad, Hajun. What are your parents wearing? Some cool outfit just like you?" Geonhak asked, and thank goodness for him. Dongju didn't know where they'd be otherwise right now.

Of course, Hajun only locks on to the most important part of that message. "You think my outfit is cool? Thanks Geonhak-ssi! I think your outfit is cool, too."

Dongju had to admit the kid had taste. Geonhak had a monochrome outfit on, and Dongju had been staring. A black and white jacket, a white shirt with some indeterminate design, and lethal black skinny jeans. She had tripped several times today because she was staring at his ass. In her defense, it's a nice ass!

"Thanks, buddy. What cool outfits are your parents wearing?" Dongju mentally congratulates Hwanwoong on the seamless transition.

"They're not wearing cool outfits! Not like you, mister." Hwanwoong visibly preened at the compliment, and in Dongju's opinion, it was horrifying. "My dad is wearing his weirdo One Piece shirt, and my mom is wearing her nerdy Sailor Moon shirt. They always argue about which one is better. I think it's dumb cause Naruto is better. Obviously."

"Obviously." Keonhee laughed, and Dongju found herself laughing along, too, amused by this child's certainty about his opinions.

They walk, and they keep walking. Dongju was starting to get worried that Hajun's parents were behind them somewhere or crossed the street to look and that they weren't going to find them. But she didn't say anything, so they just kept going.

"Hajun!" They hear, and they all whip around to find the source.

Two people frantically pushed through the crowd towards them and shouted for Hajun. Hajun himself starts wiggling, and it took quick moves from Keonhee to avoid either Hajun or Geonhak getting injured. Hajun and his parents meet in the middle in a heartwarming moment. His mother looked near crying, clearly frantic about losing her son for several minutes. His father hardly looked any better, but Dongju could see the panic melting away into relief. After a minute or three, they stand and look at the group.

"Thank you so much for helping him. We were so afraid when we looked down, and he wasn't there anymore. I should have been paying more attention." Hajun's mother said.

"No, no, it was my pleasure. He's a very well-behaved kid, you're doing well with him." Geonhak said sheepishly.

"You're very kind, thank you. Okay. Hajun, buddy. What do you say to the kind people?" Hajun's father bent down and asked.

Hajun gasped, bowing to them all. "Thank you, Geonhak-ssi and friends! I had fun."

Hajun stands and beams at them all, and they all look back at him, smiling just as sweetly. Of course, Dongju is drawn to look at Geonhak's smile. He seemed to be smiling the widest of them all, and Dongju would bet 10 bucks that he was already attached to Hajun.

It was devastating, and Dongju is barely holding herself together. She was able to keep it together while searching because that was much more pressing, but now Hajun is safe, and she had nothing else to focus on. The family walks away, talking happily amongst themselves and moving on with their day.

Thankfully no one is paying attention to her, and she had a few moments to pull herself together while they all discussed Hajun's cuteness on a scale from 1-10. Or, she thought no one was looking at her, but she heard her name in the middle of one of her deep breaths. It's a tone so familiar that her eyes snap open and immediately slide over to him. True to form, Geonhak is looking at her, practically staring her down and analyzing her from head to toe. She knew the man better than almost anyone else and still found it intimidating.

"You okay, Ju? You seemed upset." Geonhak asked.

"Of course! Just a little tired and stressed from being surrounded by all these people, you know how it is." Dongju throws on her best little smile and prays it's good enough for him to believe.

It seemed to be, as Geonhak watched her for a few seconds longer, then nodded his head, seemingly seeing what he needed.

"Okay. Let me know if you need a break. We can go to the side, or I can take you home."

Dongju could kiss him on the damn mouth right now, but that would defeat the whole point of her holding her feelings in. Instead, she just nodded, and they kept moving on with their original plans for the day out. They still circle back to Hajun occasionally, talking about how cute he was or how it was good he found them and not some creepy people, but mostly how cute he was. It's mostly Geonhak leading that part of the conversation, and Dongju had to actively and viciously squash down the thought of Geonhak with his own children and what they would look like.

They enter some random store, and a few minutes in, Seoho pulls her over to the side and starts whispering before Dongju could even process what was happening.

"You looked like you were in pain while Geonhak talked about that kid. Are you okay?"

Dongju externally just sighed, but inside, she was crying and about to lose it. Was she really that obvious? Oh, god. Hopefully, Geonhak was too distracted thinking about Hajun and didn't notice. But he was so observant, so he probably did, and thought she was a total weirdo. It was over.

"Dong. Ju. Shut that head up and answer me." Seoho hisses.

"Fine, I'm fine. Typical crisis about how cute he is with kids, no biggie. I just have to pray he didn't notice me being weird." Dongju shook her head.

Seoho waved it off. "Not much weirder than you normally are, it'll be fine."

Dongju is about to ask exactly what the hell that is supposed to mean, but Geonhak decided it is the perfect time for him to appear.

"Why are you two hiding in the corner? You could've told us if you wanna leave." Geonhak tilted his head, and Dongju had to take a deep breath before she said something stupid. It was really a problem.

"Nothing, nothing. Our little Ju is just having some boy problems." Seoho grins wickedly and casually strolls off, leaving Dongju silently plotting how to murder him quietly but painfully.

When she looked over, Geonhak looked... strange. When he saw her looking, he smiled and put on his older brother face.

"Boy problems, huh? You know you can come to me for those. We gotta make sure he's good enough for you." Geonhak said seriously, and it took everything in Dongju's muscles not to react in any of the immediate ways she wanted to.

"Ah.... seriously. You'd like him. He's protective, kind, smart, and funny. Too good to be liking someone like me." Dongju sighed, staring at her feet.

Geonhak made some strange set of offended noises. When Dongju looked up, she saw his accompanying twisted face and knew what was about to come.

"He'd be an absolute fool not to like you! If he's that dumb, then you're too good for him." Geonhak said.

Once again, Dongju had to tamp down the ironic laugh that wanted to jump out. She wishes she could tell him not to be so mean to himself, but she categorically refuses to confess publicly. If she had to do it, it would not be in some tacky clothing store in the middle of the day.

"Thanks. Anyways, not like I'm going to do anything about it. So, if he likes me back then we'll never know."

Geonhak wanted to protest, she could see it in his face, but Keonhee popped up from behind a rack and told him to come look at something. How neither of them saw that man the size of a tree walking over was entirely unknown, but Geonhak smiled awkwardly and shrugged. Dongju laughed a little at him and waved him off.

It hurts to be so close yet so far. Was Geonhak's praise a platonic or, romantic or other type of praise? At least it was genuine, which always felt good, but it made her heart go wild in a way that she shouldn't know if she should be accepting or not. He didn't seem overly bothered by her so-called "boy problems," which told her nothing.

Dongju had always and would always go to her mother for help if she needed something. That bond hadn't broken through time and change, and she loves her mother through all of it.

The first piece of advice is entirely expected.

"Give him food, honey! Everyone loves food, and not having to make it is nice. You've always said that man of yours is like a vacuum for food, and you know he'll appreciate the effort."

Dongju felt herself light up like a fire truck at "that man of yours" and immediately starts whining. It's a good thing she remembered to put her headphones in before this because if anyone else is home, they do not need to hear this. They'd teased her about this enough as is. Her mother laughed and ignored all of Dongju's very valid complaints.

"I've seen that man, and I know you'll get him. Though, you should do it quickly, just in case. Someone else might come along, and he might choose them if he doesn't know you're an option." Her mother said wisely.

Dongju just sighed because she knew, but hearing it from someone else was scary. Sitting back and watching Geonhak fall in love with someone else would tear her apart. If she tried, she'd know it wasn't meant to be and could try to move on.

"Ah, yeah. I know."

"If you know, then why haven't you done it yet, my girl! Make him your man properly."

Dongju's heart warmed hearing "my girl" come so naturally from her mother's mouth. It had taken a bit of accidental slip-ups, but her mother was so proactive that it was over quickly.

"I should do it soon, right? Kick everyone out and then surprise him after the gym or something. Yeah."

"Yes! It'll be perfect, he'll be so hungry, and then you can get out of your own head and talk to him when he's done."

Dongju's jaw nearly cracks at how quickly it drops open in sheer offense at her mother calling her out. She might be correct, but damn, she didn't need to say it like that! Her mother just cackles through the phone and waves goodbye, hanging up before she could get upset. Dongju lets out a short yell and then groans loudly, flopping back into her pillow pile.

After a short moment, a knock came at her door and opened after she called out some strange, probably affirmative, noise. Of course, Geonhak peeked around the corner, smirking in amusement when he saw her body flopped haphazardly all over the blankets and pillows.

"Everything okay in here? Nothing seems broken." He cautiously looked around, searching for anything broken or injured.

"No, I'm okay. Sorry. My mom was teasing me when I called her, and then she hung up before I could get her back."

Geonhak laughed, and Dongju pouted at him until he noticed.

"I love your mom, seriously. Is she gonna come down again soon? It's been a while."

"Why do you like my mother so much! She's gonna adopt you as her own damn son at this rate."

Geonhaks clicked his tongue and shook his head at her. Dongju felt slightly offended by it but let him speak before she ripped his head off. He should have felt lucky that he was so pretty (and kind and funny and-) because Hwanwoong would absolutely not be given that grace.

"You gotta make good impressions on everyone's moms for 2 reasons: they would believe you about anything and give you banging free food." Geonhak nodded slowly, like he'd just told Dongju the secrets of the universe.

He wasn’t wrong, but it was a little lackluster. For now, he lived.

Dongju had planned everything out, and it would convince Geonhak that she was very dateable. Until that confession happened, Dongju's roommates would still have to deal with her rants regularly. She loved them, even if she'd never say it.

Today's victim was Seoho.

"Seriously, dude. Seeing him with that kid permanently rewired my brain, I swear to god." She groans.

Seoho looked at her for a moment. "I don't know how that's possible, given how down bad you were before."

Dongju sits up, mouth hanging open and glaring at Seoho. She flops back into his pillows when he simply raises an eyebrow, silently screaming and kicking her feet.

"1. Rude. 2. It is possible. My brain is losing it 24/7. Do you understand how hard it was not to say something like 'hi, Geonhak! After seeing you with that child, I can't stop thinking about having an apartment with you and seeing you wake up in the morning and you coming home to me after working your day as a teacher!' He'd have me committed to a fucking psych ward. I'd probably deserve it at this rate 'cause what is this."

Seoho opened his mouth to say something, but someone hesitantly knocked at his door before he could. Dongju immediately freezes and looked about halfway to passing out then and there. Seoho stands but waits a minute to ensure she won't be doing that before swinging the door open.

She couldn't see Seoho's expression from there, and there was no time to say anything before he went past the person in the doorway. And who else walks in but Geonhak himself. She couldn’t do this right now, absolutely not. Apparently, she was rooted to her spot by some freeze instinct and possibly some masochistic will to see what he'd say. Assuming he heard what she had said before and didn't just happen to come in.

"So. You wanna live in a cute apartment with me and see my horrible morning bedhead?" Geonhak asked sheepishly, playing with his fingers and not looking at her.

Internally, she wondered how he was acting like the nervous one right now.

"I mean. Right now I'd much prefer going to drown in the nearest body of water, actually." Dongju stared at the ceiling, wondering how her life had come to this point.

"Um, I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that. Taking a soaking, drowned body on a date seems like a pretty bad time for everybody."

She had to sit and blink for a good 30 seconds or so just trying to process what that man just said. Surely, he didn't say date. Surely, he just said... something that sounds like date and had a similar meaning but wasn't. She had to sit up and look at him when he said nothing else. He was still fidgeting with his fingers and not looking at her.

"Did you just say date? Like a romantic type of date?"

"Yes. And if you're not going to drown yourself, then I'd like to take your very alive self on one instead. If you want to anyways, we obviously don't ha-"

His nervous rambling gave Dongju the strength and rage to push herself off the bed and stalk over to him.

"How did you hear me telling Seoho that I want you to come home to me and still wonder if I want to go on a date with you?"

Geonhak stayed silent and just took one, then two, slow steps toward her, stopping just far enough away that she could feel his presence.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispered.

She nodded before thinking and stared at him, waiting and not daring to move. He raises his hand and lays it lightly on her cheek before leaning in. Dongju's eyes flutter closed and she stayed in the dark for a moment for him. When their lips touched, he put his other hand on her waist, and all she wanted to feel was more. She couldn't tell him that, but she tried to push a little into his hand anyway.

Their first kiss is short, and sweet, and she pulls back less than a centimeter before going back for more. Her arms feel awkward by her side, so she put them on his broad shoulders. Finally, she got to feel the results of all his workouts instead of just staring longingly. And, presumably, she'd be able to do that a lot more now, too. Delightful.

It still wasn’t enough for her, and Dongju looped her arms around his neck and pushed herself closer, pressing their chests together. Geonhak made a surprised little noise, but it only seemed to inspire him to grab her waist firmer with both hands. Exactly the way she wanted. The half-second pull away to breathe quickly stopped being enough, and Dongju leaned back then laid her forehead on his shoulder.

"Fuck." She breathed, and then giggled a little at her own breathlessness.

Geonhak laughed with her, holding her close. It's perfect. Everything is warm and comfortable, just as Geonhak always had been for her.

#oneus fluff #oneus angst #oneus mxm #clownracha prompt #clownracha monthly prompt #clownracha quarterly prompt #idk how we're tagging this now so we're just doing both this time #my writing

[milkybonya]

pretty and pretty

warnings: nothing but fluff ♡

summary: gn reader helps boyfriend!Dongju maintain his pretty hair :")

milky's 💌: so i bought a blood moon album and received two pcs of Dongju and his pretty long locks and well,,,,,, it's Dongju hours y'all

you chase Dongju around the house with a hairbrush in one hand and a hair tie in the other.

"come here, princess! let me help you with your hair!" you call after him.

he lets out a horrified laugh as he continues running away.

"why are you running?" you ask with a pout, stopping in the doorway of the bathroom.

"you'll ruin my hair, i just know it!" Dongju exclaims.

you firmly shake your head and promise him that you'll be gentle. slowly, like a cautious cat, he reveals himself to you and you take his hand, guiding him to your shared room.

"sit here," you say, patting the part of the bed that sits opposite a full length mirror.

"i can see you through here! i'll get mad if you ruin my hair," Dongju warns you.

you nod and take the hairbrush you've been holding, running it gently through his locks. you're careful to not let it hurt him, and if it does, you quickly apologize and kiss the top of his head as Dongju jokingly frowns at you.

with his hair neatly brushed, you carefully gather the top half of his hair into a pony tail, passing the hairtie from your hands to his hair. when it's done, you feel like something is missing. so, you pick up a loose ribbon from your bedside table and tie it to his hair, too.

"are you done, yet?" Dongju asks.

you hesistate to say yes, rushing to the bathroom first to pick up some cute hair clips and attach them to his hair.

"i think... you're set, now," you say.

Dongju happily looks at himself in the mirror, admiring his hair.

"i look so good... can't you do it for me like this everyday?" he asks, looking up at you.

you kiss his forehead and tell him you'll do it if he'll let you. he reaches for your hand and pulls you down to hug you, burying his face in your shoulder.

"do you want to take photos?" you ask him, booping his nose with your finger.

he scrunches up his face at the touch, nodding yes. so, despite the cold weather, the two of your trudge out in loose, wool sweaters to take photos of one another. you had told Dongju you'll just take photos of him, but he'd told you he has to take some of you, too.

"you're the prettiest person alive, how could i not take any photos?" he'd told you while holding both of your hands.

"but you're pretty," you replied.

"i guess that makes us pretty and pretty," he said, kissing the side of your mouth.

after your wintery photoshoot ends, instead of rushing back inside to your apartment, Dongju takes your hand and runs to the nearest café. by his logic, it'll be better to warm up there while holding a hot drink.

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[bearseokie]

darkness

— Having spent the night with your undead best friend, the dawn comes too soon and the only way to protect him is by locking him in your dark closet. Too bad you accidentally went inside with him.

DETAILS — [ PG | drabble | 1k ] PAIRING — vampire! dongju x anemic! gender-neutral! reader GENRES — best friend! au, supernatural! au, thriller, fluff WARNINGS — details of enclosed space (claustrophobia), iron deficiency anemia (lack of healthy red blood cells), dongju’s sketchy, blood, biting/sucking

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Laying within the dark bedroom, your breathing was shallow as you woke, a familiar scent lingering beside you. Eyes swollen and body tired, you rolled over to see Dongju’s eyes closed, porcelain skin flawless and young. The curtains over the window swayed from the breeze of your air conditioning turning on, your body taking a deep breath of the cold air as you sat up.

“Hello.” his smooth voice chimed. Eyes opening to the dark irises flushed with the forever dilated pupils within them, his arms stretched outwards as he sighed. “Sleep well?”

Your smile was wide but falling, brows threading with confusion when your gaze surpassed his body over to your nightstand. The digital clock’s colon blinked in tandem, the time reading a little past four in the morning. Shooting upwards, your torso collided with his chest, a groan suppressed by your warm body above his when you reached past him. With the clock tight in your hands, a little gleam of light caught your peripheral, a sudden expression taking over your face that had Dongju stumbling on his words.

“Wh-What is it?” What’s wrong?”

You couldn’t find your tongue, leaping from your covers as you pulled the duvet from the end of the bed and over the man. His awkward gasp was faint beneath the thick blanket, your hands pulling and guiding him to scoot along the mattress and off the edge until both of your feet met the floor.

“Talk to me, what’s happening?” He scolded you lightly, too worried about the situation to care if his tone hurt.

“Just keep moving.” you called to him. Pushing him along, you both made your way into your closet. The door slammed shut, your eyes squinting in hopes that the sound wouldn’t bring your roommate to ask questions. Tugging at the large blanket over Dongju’s head, you tossed it onto the floor to use as a sill, covering the crack at the bottom of the door. “Okay. Okay, we’re good now.”

Dongju’s energy was harsh, even within the darkness. Gaze burning at your skin, his hand reached out for your arm to pull you against his chest. His eyes were able to see through the dark illuminating in the small room, your breath shaking and skin growing cold from his touch.

“The sun, Dongju.” you said softly, his grip on your arm loosening from your words. “The sun was rising, but my clock said it was only four in the morning. T-The power must have blinked during the night and we didn’t notice.”

“Oh.” his voice drifted, layered with guilt for having spoken to you the way he did. “I didn’t even notice it either.”

Stuck in the dark room, even your sense of smell felt clouded by your own scent. Heavy within your hung clothing, Dongju’s touch left you to run his hand along the rack, each fabric passing by his fingertips as the hangers screeched on the rails. Your eyes shut tight from the sound, his chuckle low and vibrating to your every nerve.

“Guess what?” he asked, taking your frame back into his grasp. “You’re stuck in here with me.”

Reality made you blink, the room turning stuffier by the second as your undead friend circulated you. Dongju’s charisma was on high, his personality warped around being a blood-sucking being. He had a sweet spot for you, your anemia affecting your blood in the way that turned it into the diet soda of blood for vampires. A comedic joke between you and your best friend, the ambiance of Dongju and you locked in the closet together was all but comforting and funny. You were his last resort for feeding, something he promised he would never do, but his hold on your arms made your heart thump in your chest, a sound only parading his need for you more.

“D-Dongju,” whispered faint but eligible, he hummed a response to your broken call of his name. “Did you feed before you came over last night?”

You heard him take an unnecessarily deep breath. He was toying with your vulnerable state like he was playing a game, fingers tight around the controller. “Not even a drop.” he croaked, lips drying from thirst.

A draft of extra cold air brushed by you, his hand raising to your face to cup your cheek. You could feel the sensibility leaving him, his hunger growing. Led in by the predator himself, Dongju’s caressing touch made you falter, feet shuffling you back until the door of the closet pressed against you. The escape nearly nonexistent, he was much faster and stronger than you. A shaky breath pulled from your lungs, his face closing in on the crook of your neck as you gasped.

Bracing for his teeth, the imaginary feeling of his fangs digging into your skin made you shudder. Draining you for what flowed in your veins despite your condition, it made too much sense that the creature would only defect from your promise in his time of need. Cold and almost lifeless, you let the idea run wild, your body idle in a state that believed you were bound for death, but only his lips pressed against your skin.

Chilly, his dry lips urged soft kisses up your neck to your jawline, his hand still on your cheek running the edge of his thumb back and forth. Your anxious emotions lifted, laughter erupting from him as he pulled you back into his chest for a hug.

“You really thought I was going to bite you?” He cackled, voice returning to it’s fluid tone.

The breath that left you was only a laugh, body falling into his hold as your arms wrapped tightly around his waist. His chin lifted to rest on your head, rocking you side to side with light vibrations of concealed laughs still rutting in his chest.

“I wouldn’t do that for all of the gold in the world.”

“There’s a lot of gold in the world.” Indicating a hint for his true moral, you could feel the smile on his face.

“Yeah, but there’s only one you.”

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[jaelixs]

[4:52 pm] best friend!dongju

"shhh, you're going to love it," dongju says, keeping his hands over your eyes and you sigh.

"remind me again why i agreed to quarantine with you?" you ask, and he scoffs.

"because you love me and my company and who could you possibly want to spend quarantine and christmas with aside from me?" he says, the tone in his voice telling you it's obvious.

"whatever you need to tell yourself."

"ouch. anyways, ready to see the surprise?" he asks, and you can practically feel the excitement radiating off of him. truthfully, you weren't in the mood for a surprise, but you didn't want to ruin the surprise he was clearly excited about.

"yup. let's do it," you say with a bit of false enthusiasm.

"oh... if you're not in the mood..."

"no, no! i want to see. really," you say, placing your hands over his to pull them away from your eyes. "i'm sure its... woah."

the moment his hands are away from your eyes, you're met with the living room covered in beautiful lights and christmas decorations, a table right in the center with your favorite snacks and dongju's computer.

"i was thinking we could watch some netflix or something later while bundled up in the blankets but first... i know you miss your family and friends, so i figured maybe i could help a bit with that," dongju says, holding your hand and leading you to the computer. he opens zoom and you look up at him with wide eyes.

"but everyone's been so busy they won't be able to-"

"don't worry, alright? just look," he says. before you know it, several faces you've missed deeply have appeared onscreen, waving, and greeting you in excitement.

"oh my gosh, dongju. i'm so glad i have you in my life. i know it didn't seem like it earlier, but i was only kidding. i love you so, so much," you say, throwing your arms around him in a hug and his eyes widen, his arms wrapping around you as well. you pull away, leaving a soft kiss on his cheek before excitedly turn towards the computer. dongju's frozen for a moment, shock evident on his face as his fingers find the cheek you've just kissed.

"dongju, come on, they want to see you," you say, standing and happily pulling him to you. just to tease you, he returns your kiss with a kiss of his own placed on your forehead before joining you at the computer and greeting your friends and family.

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[jjonyangdan]

[ oneus / son dongju (xion) ] ; fluff | college au | 1.2k words

→ it’s been quite a bit of time since the last time you spent time with dongju like this.

→ a/n: to the anon who requested, i’m sorry this took time to get out;; it was supposed to be done yesterday but i lacked motivation TT i was debating on what to write, as this wasn’t what i originally planned, as i think i might be making that into a mini drabble set series? so i apologise if this isn't what you expected;;; 

online schooling has commenced for me, so it might take a bit of more time to work on the ravn college au drabble, but it is planned to be written next! thank you for requesting and i hope you’re fine with wait for the other half of your request 💚

The crisp breeze strokes your cheeks as you’re making yourself comfortable on one of the metallic chairs situated outside the brightly lit store, setting down various food products on the circular table in front of you. You can hear the sharp sound of the legs of a chair scraping against stone, your companion entering into your line of sight as they breathe vapour in the cold air and mirror your actions.

There’s a smile decorating your face, your eager fingers immediately leaping for one of the canned beverages as a metallic snap rings in the air and a reinvigorating rush floods your mouth. A refreshed sigh is released from your throat and you place the drink back down, reaching out for another one of the items scattered before you. “This is just what I needed after finally completing that tedious assignment.”

Dongju, who sits across you, flashes you a small smile and does a little cheer. “You did well~” he says, following his compliment with soft—and fluffy due to his sweater-paws—claps. “Now we can celebrate with food.” With a radiance shimmering in his eyes, he searches for his own snack out of the assortments laid out on the table to indulge in.

You giggle endearingly at his excitement and bob your head in agreement, enveloped by a coat of ease. “Thank you again for paying for everything. You really didn’t have to.” Fingers fumbling with the packet trapped in your hands, it takes quite a few tugs to finally split it apart but once the flavour has dissolved in your mouth the struggle is history and you’re peacefully munching on more of the chips.

“Don’t worry about that,” he stubbornly reassures, “you worked hard, so you deserve this.” His eyes aren’t trained on you but the colorful package within his grasp as he focuses to rip it open. You know how this is only a distraction so he doesn’t get swept up in the waves of doubt and contrition that could sometimes creep over him. “I couldn’t do much for you, so I want to make up for that with this even though it’s not really anything.”

“Nonsense. What are you going on about, Dongju?” Your lips dip into a frown as you set your half-eaten snack down and slide your hand gently into his. You lace your fingers together as they snuggly connect, fitting as if they are two perfect halves. “Just with you there beside me is more than enough, as cheesy as that sounds.” Hums flow peacefully past your lips, wafting in ripples, as you beam at him. “And besides, how does buying me drinks and food at the cafeteria when you didn’t have to equate to not doing much? You’ve been constantly taking care of me!”

He manages a shy smile at your heartfelt adulations, looking down from your dazzling smile. “Thank you...” it comes out as a timid whisper, fingers applying pressure to your hand. He can hear your endearing laughter soothing his ears, cooling the bashfulness warming his cheeks. The sound lingers and circulates within his chest as he watches you steal another sip of your drink, a look of pure satisfaction spreading across your visage.

“I should be sorry instead of not being able to spend time with you.” There’s a pout clenching your lips, dejection swimming in the pools of your (e/c) eyes as you sway your hands together side-to-side in a serene rhythm. “This is more than enough. I’m just glad I’m finally able to return to our little midnight dates like this.”

He silently coincides, a warm smile blooming on his soft features, as you both return to filling your stomachs with the goodies you’ve purchased, exchanging bursts of conversation here and there and sharing laughs.

Days with Dongju would often consist of trips like these, strolls around campus while admiring the scenery amidst the varying seasons or soft cuddle sessions in either yours or his dorm. Each moment spent with him was peaceful and sweet, full of loving whispering and comforting snuggling and a lot of playfulness. However, for the past month, you’ve been occupied with completing an important task for one of your classes which had limited the time you could spend with him. But with that out of the way now, you could now return to the little activities you always did with him.

You’re both exchanging bites and peacefully feeding each other. With a smile you have your chin cradled in your palms as you admire his beauty illuminated by the store’s light. You don’t understand how he can manage to look so adorable, so ethereal, whenever and wherever you saw him. He could be doing anything and you’d instantaneously be enchanted by his delicacy and fluidity when handling things (that is, unless you were to agitate him in some shape or form but he’s still cute like that).

Dongju looks up when your dreamy giggle brushes his ears, noticing your fixation on him. His head slants slightly to the side, but he allows himself to observe your wide grin for a while more. It’s difficult to not burst out into small laughter, finding your state lovable. “What’s wrong?” he asks when his voice decides to show itself, earning a questioning hum from you, “you’re staring at me.”

The only answer he receives after is of you curling your palms directly against his cheeks, greeting his skin with a sheet of coolness as you cup his face. “Your cheeks are all red,” you comment, a smile in your voice. “I’m trying to warm them up with my hands.”

“But your hands are cold as well?” He snickers in amusement, visage draped in a veil of amusement

“Oh? They are?” You laugh as well but don’t move to lift your hands away.

He, in turn, doesn’t pull away and instead shoots you a sweet smile. He softly takes hold of your hands, covering them with the sleeves of his sweater as he encases them within its snug wool. Peeling them off his countenance, he resumes to hug them together on the table between you both. “I’ll give you my own warmth this time. Be thankful~”

“Thank you, Dongju. I love you~” You quickly bounce forward to land a swift peck on his lip, which causes him to giggle out of shyness. 

You’re then exhaling, your breath materialising like fog toward the sky as you feel the winds begin to adopt a sharp blade that slices against your skin. “It is getting colder though. I think we should start heading back now,” you say with a hum before eliciting a noise of realisation. “You don’t have classes tomorrow morning, right?”

“Nope~”

“You know what that means? We can cuddle ‘till noon!”

He finds himself smiling at your excited tone, but he’s just as set on the idea as you are. His eyes are trailing your form that springs to your feet, your hands dancing on the table as you’re beginning to gather the mess to discard. You’re quickly shooting him a look, one that urges him to aid you, which he does.

Afterwards, you’re both ambling back to his dorm. You have your arms around him, a skip in your step. He’s wearing a smile, glancing fondly at you out of his peripheral. It’s chilly but it doesn’t feel like it when you’re in close proximity with him and he can sense your warmth nuzzling into his side. It’s beginning to pacify him into a state of drowsiness and he can’t wait until he’s able to embrace you tightly to his chest and take in your existence and the fluttering of your heart, having missed you dearly as well.

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[creambunnie]

clumsy

ONEUS - Xion ( Dongju ) ft. ONEWE Dongmyeong fluff

ENJOY~~

you were at the university library. not really searching for resources for your assignment. you were supposed to, but you were more interested in finding books to read for your own entertainment.

you weren't in a good mood these days because of the pile of work you had to finish up. what's greater than procrastinating with interesting books right?

you walked aisle by aisle and finally reached your favourite book genre! fantasy/horror . your eyes sparkled at the new books that had just arrived.

you were about to reach for a book that attracted your attention when you were distracted by a guy beside you. he was mumbling to himself as he too reached for a book on the top shelf.

the guy picked out a book but accidentally pulled some other books together with his choice. he was soon on the floor as he was hit with the books.

"ouch...". he mumbled as he rubbed his head.

the guy quickly looked up when he heard a voice beside him.

you were trying your best to not chuckle at the funny scene. his cute reaction made it funnier. he really cheered you up after a whole week of stress.

you realised him looking at you with a pout. you smiled as you asked him.

"are you oka--". your question was cut when another guy walked quickly towards the guy on the floor.

"i told you to be careful! aish clumsy as always.". the other guy nagged as he helped the guy earlier pick up the other books.

"well i told you to stop treating me like a younger brother. did you ever listen?". the first guy said.

the second guy sighed and knocked the first guy with a book. " you are my younger brother, Dongju.. ".

the first guy whose name was Dongju rolled his eyes and hugged his book of choice tightly. "yeah, by a minute!".

Dongju's brother rolled his eyes and grabbed Dongju by his hoodie to drag him to their table.

but before leaving, Dongju's brother faced you with a disappointed face and shook his head. "and miss, it is kind of mean to laugh at other's misfortune.".

you blinked at his words. you were about to apologise but they had already walked past you. your face warmed up and you covered it with your palms. too embarrassed at your own actions.

you were too guilty to just move on with life without apologising although you were sure they would forget about the incident.

you had an idea and quickly went to the library cafe.

"he--hey.. i am really sorry for not helping earlier. i hope you guys like some iced lattes? an--and uhm, i'm y/n . ". you said softly as you placed two cups of iced lattes on the brothers' table.

the two boys looked up with surprised faces. Dongju's face quickly turned into a cold one when he saw your face. his brother however flashed you a smile.

"ahh that is embarrassing! you really didn't have to buy us drinks... i am sorry if i sounded rude earlier. i just don't like it when people make fun of my baby brother. i'm Dongmyeong by the way. and my brother is Dongju.".

*cute and talkative huh...* you thought as you too gave a smile.

Dongju nudged Dongmyeong as he frowned. "i told you to stop calling me your baby brother!".

Dongmyeong scrunched up his nose and ruffled Dongju's hair.

you chuckled at the interaction and looked at their faces closely this time.

pretty eyes.

cute nose.

dimples.

pouty lips.

your eyes widened as everything started to make sense on why they argued about the same thing.

"ar--are you guys, twins?". you asked softly.

Dongmyeong faced you and nodded cutely with a smile.

"yeap!! i'm the older twin!". he clarified. again .

Dongju only sighed and took his book to cover his face. totally done with his twin.

you chuckled at his actions. "oh?". you quickly sat on the seat opposite of Dongju and pointed to his book.

"you read The Black Goat's Egg too?". you asked excitedly.

Dongju put his book down slowly and nodded. his cold aura earlier completely gone.

"i really like her writing and i finally got the chance to read this one. do you read her other books too?". Dongju asked cutely.

Dongju's eyes sparkled as he finally had someone to talk to about novels. Dongmyeong wasn't really the type to read novels. he preferred comics.

"i've only read this book from this author. i really like horror or fantasy themed novels and The Black Goat's Egg was one of my favourites.". you explained.

Dongju nodded as he flashed a wide smile.

*omg that was so cute* you thought and refrained from squealing.

"i heard new books just arrived so i'm going to check them out later.". you explained.

Dongju cleared his throat and scratched his neck before looking at you shyly.

"if you don't mind, would you recommend me some books?". Dongju asked.

you smiled widely and nodded. "of course!! i'm always here every Tuesday and Friday after 3pm. i like to finish my assignments here or read some books. if you're free, feel welcomed to join me !!". you invited him.

Dongju smiled and nodded cutely. "i will! hmm we could be library buddies?". he adorably asked with his pouty lips.

you chuckled and unnoticingly patted his head. "yes.. ahh you are so cute no wonder Dongmyeong babies you.". you finally confessed.

Dongmyeong chuckled at your words and pinched Dongju's chubby cheekies. "see? even y/n can't resist a baby like you,". Dongmyeong teased his twin brother.

Dongju only frowned deeper and slapped Dongmyeong's hand away.

you exchanged numbers with the Son brothers and promised to hang out together again soon.

who knows, laughing at someome clumsy would result in a new friendship.

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a/n : hiii! hope you guys enjoyed this fluff. ONEWE and ONEUS are brother groups under RBW. Xion(Son Dongju) { on the right of the picture } is from ONEUS. his twin brother, Son Dongmyeong { on the left } is from ONEWE .

check out ONEWE and ONEUS! stan WEUS ! 🌸💫

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[h0pela]

[8:59PM]

Saturday night was always your movies dates at house with Dongju, you never missed one even when you were extremely tired, like today. You assured yourself to drink a cup of coffee because you don’t want to lose any time with him. 

You were cuddling while you were watching the famous old movie “Spirited Away” it was your favorite movie for both of you. You were so grateful toward Hayao Miyazaki for made a lot of masterpiece.

You loved to be with him, you always feel peaceful around him. He is literally an angel fallen from the sky and you were the luckiest girl in the world to have him as a boyfriend. 

You were so close to fall asleep and Dongju could see it. He told you at least fifth times that it was okay to not watch the movie, but you didn’t want to ruin the date. Those caresses that he madew on your skin had a lot of effect you were even fallen asleep. You couldn’t focus on the movie anymore. You were now sleeping on his lap.

Dongju smiled at the view, your head rested on his lap in his favorite hoodie. He caresses your hair also playing with it while he moved his mouth close to your ear, then he whispered how much he loves you.

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adopted | s.dm & s.dj

synopsis: the golden retriever hybrid you wanted to adopt was adopted before you could adopt him, a few weeks later you find he was returned, but you can’t figure out why.

characters: golden retriever hybrid!Dongmyeong x reader, golden retriever hybrid!Dongju

genre: angst, fluff, hybrid au

warnings: abandonment, dog bites, idk if there’s anything else?? please let me know if there is.

song rec: sunshine by stray kids, lion heart by oneus

notes: Nat? editing? idk her lol. this one was surprisingly hard for me to write, rip i’m so sorry Dongmyeong:’)

adopting a hybrid had been a goal of yours for awhile, you had saved up a bunch of money and gotten everything you thought you would need for the hybrid you had been working with for awhile. Son Dongmyeong was a golden retriever hybrid; sweet, energetic, full of life and the cutest hybrid you had ever seen. you had promised Dongmyeong that you would adopt him today, but when you got to the shelter you found Dongmyeong had already been adopted.

“we’re really sorry y/n, a new staff member had him adopted before we could stop them. they didn’t know that you were going to adopt him.” Helen, your favourite staff member at the shelter, whispered. she looked down at her hands, “there’s nothing we can do about it, i know how much you loved him.” she sighed, you shook your head “it’s not your fault, don’t worry. i’m sure i’ll find another hybrid someday.” a few tears spilled onto your cheeks. none would be as perfect for you as Dongmyeong.

at home you found yourself tucking away everything you had bought for your hybrid with teary eyes, today was just not your day. you spent the next couple of days in a low mood, you would visit Dongmyeong often at the shelter and he never failed to make you happy but now he was just out of your reach.

a couple of weeks after your disappointment you visited the shelter again. much to your surprise Dongmyeong had been returned, and sat sadly in a corner. he looked dejected and stared at the floor, not looking anyone in the eye. normally he would have been smiling and laughing with the other hybrids. he was especially good with the little ones, today his normal sunshine was dampened by rain.

you walked over to Helen first, “why was Dongmyeong returned? he was always so sweet with me.” you asked quietly, Helen shrugged. “they said he bit their daughter and that they didn’t think he was a good fit for their family.” she replied. confusion was written all over your face, Helen sighed “if you still want to adopt him, go ahead. he was always a sweetheart especially to you so i’m sure he’ll be fine.” her tone was exhausted and heavy.

you approached Dongmyeong in the corner, “hey Myeongie, how’s my favourite boy?” you asked him. he looked up, shocked to see you but also the happiest you had seen him since you got here. “y/n! i thought you would have found another hybrid by now.” Dongmyeong pouted. “how could i have found another hybrid when you were the hybrid i was going to adopt?” your question hangs in the air. Dongmyeong looks down and shrugs. “now let’s see about those adoption papers.” you smiled at him, he looked surprised. “you still want me? even though i was returned?” he asked, shocked. “of course Myeong, that is if you still want me to adopt you?” you questioned, half jokingly half a little scared he’ll say no. Dongmyeong looked at you with the biggest smile, and nodded enthusiastically. “yes! yes i do!”

after adopting him you found that Dongmyeong was just as sweet as he was in the shelter. you couldn’t for the life of you figure out why he would have bitten a little girl and been returned. that is until you came home one day and the golden retriever sitting on your couch was not Dongmyeong. he was a little bit bigger than Dongmyeong but much thinner. when you approached him, he growled at you. “hello there,” you kept your voice low, “what’s your name?” the hybrid looked at you confused. his form changed and immediately you saw the resemblance, he looked like Dongmyeong. they weren’t exactly the same, but they were definitely related. “you knew i wasn’t Dongmyeong? how did you know? no one ever can tell when we switch places.” he seemed very distressed. you smiled, “you don’t look exactly like him, you don’t act like him either. i’m guessing you’re fraternal twins, right?” he nodded slowly.

“i’m usually the one taking care of Dongmyeong, he’s too trusting sometimes and gets himself into bad situations. even if he’s older he can act like he’s the younger one,” Dongju (as you had learned his name was) sighed, “we were in the shelter together once. they adopted us separately, we ran away from those homes and decided that if no one could tell the difference between us we would ditch places in one home. Dongmyeong always volunteered to be in the shelter, sometimes he would sneak food to me outside if he could. the last home he was in, when we switched places the little girl kept yanking on my ears and so i bit her. i didn’t mean to! i’ve just been on the street so long that i’m used to retaliating!” Dongju whimpered quietly, you sighed patting his head lightly. “it’s okay Dongju, i’ll take care of you now. both of you.” you said gently, his head perked up and he smiled. “really?? you mean it??” you nodded at him, “that is, if you can call Myeongie back.” you raised an eyebrow at Dongju.

it was apparently very simple to bring Dongmyeong back, he was hidden just outside your home, waiting for his brother to come get him. you followed Dongju to Dongmyeong’s hiding spot, and a ver surprised looking Dongmyeong in his dog form crawled out. with your hands on your hips you gave him a look that said ‘did you really think you could hide this from me?’ Dongmyeong barked apologetically. you smiled at the two of them, they looked so happy together. “alright boys, let’s go inside and get something to eat,” Dongju’s ears perked up, “we can sort out Dongju’s adoption papers tomorrow.” they barked excitedly and ran inside. how did you end up such a sucker for two hybrids? you’ll never know.

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