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hariboz · 4 months

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NEW YEARS KISS

“your best friend decides to volunteer when you complain about not having anyone to kiss on new year’s eve!”

pairing: bff!gyuvin x gn!reader

genre: fluff!!, friends to lovers!!

warnings: reader is somewhat of a romantic (?), reader is also said to be a little inexperienced in terms of dating!!, a little (implied?) jealousy from gyuvin, seunghan cameo (1. FREE HIM!! HE DID NOTHING!! 2. he was the first non-jebi guy i thought of <3), they’re cute <3, this is nawt my best work i literally wrote this on new year’s eve while with my family 😭

notes: HAPPY NEW YEAR MY POOKIES!! i hope all of you have an amazing, healthy and happy 2024 🥹🫶🏻 may all your goals come to fruition!! also, i’m very excited for a new year with my jebis, may they continue to thrive and be as happy as they can be <3 also, hope wakeone burns down xoxo MWAH LOVE U ALL <33 ALSO!! i picked gyuvin for this bc some knetz are pissing me off currently with their stupid hate for gyuvin, so i decided to write this bc i LOVE KIM GYUVIN!! IF YOU DONT MAY GOD STRIKE YOU DOWN

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you don’t mind being single, really. it’s not really the ‘being single’ part that makes you feel weird, but rather just…not getting to have the same experiences as your friends. always having to sit and nod along when they talk about a date they went on, or how they celebrated a holiday with their partner. it’s exhausting being surrounded by couples all the time. they’re all your friends and you’re happy for them, but when it comes to events like this, you really wish you’d have more single friends.

new year’s eve is supposed to be fun, filled with laughter and loud excitement for the coming year — it is all that, but it’s also you watching your friends huddle together once the countdown to midnight starts, sharing sweet nothings before celebrating the new year with a sickeningly sweet new years kiss.

all while you kind of just stand there, celebrating the arrival of yet another year on your own. for those few lips-locking seconds, at least. is it a little silly to feel left out? of course, but is it really that absurd to want to experience a new years kiss just like everyone else? well, you don’t think so. gyuvin, your best friend, sees things a little differently, though.

“it’s so stupid, i don’t get why you’re so hung up on it,” gyuvin huffs past his snacking on some chips, throwing you a sideways glance. “just think about it, most of them have a different new year’s kiss every year. does that seem like something you want?” you roll your eyes, snatching the bag of chips from his hands. “you don’t get it,” you stuff a handful of chips into your mouth, “it’s romantic. it’s like saying ‘i have no idea what the new year will bring, but at least i will always have you.’ you’re not romantic enough for this.”

gyuvin just gives you a skeptic look, turning his attention back to the drama playing on your tv. it’s silent for a while, both of you a little lost in your respective thoughts until gyuvin quietly speaks up, “does it really bother you? that you don’t have someone to….” he trails off, voice a little unsure. his voice is sincere and doesn’t have the teasing tone it had earlier so you’re a little caught off guard.

you clear your throat, answering in an equally small voice, “well…yeah, kinda? i don’t know. i just think it would be…nice, for a change, you know? i want to experience stuff like that too, instead of just always watching from the sidelines.” gyuvin nods, seemingly understanding where you’re coming from, and that was that. for now, at least.

you didn’t think much of that little one off conversation, neither of you bringing it up again in the weeks that followed. though, unbeknownst to you, that seemingly unimportant conversation kept knocking at the back of gyuvin’s mind every single day. he thought about it an embarrassing amount, really. he kept telling himself that it was because he thought you were being silly, and all those times he thought about being the one giving you your new year’s kiss were definitely nothing more than fleeting, stupid thoughts. nothing more.

which is why gyuvin is so conflicted when he walks through the door of your little friend group get together on new year’s eve, bags of snacks in hand, only to see you laughing with a guy he hasn’t seen before. there’s an unfamiliar feeling bubbling in his chest and he almost involuntarily thinks back to your conversation, to the fact that you really want to kiss someone once the clock strikes midnight — and it starts to mess with his head.

he’s quickly roped into a conversation with ricky and some of his other friends, though his eye seem to be glued to you instead of the people talking to him right in front of him; his eyes drifting back to you giggling along to whatever that strange guy was talking about every few minutes, the unsettled feeling in his chest spreading all over his body. “are you even listening?” gyuvin’s attention is ripped away from staring holes in that guys head when ricky addresses him directly, ricky’s hand on his shoulder bringing him back to reality.

“yeah, sorry.” the smile on gyuvin’s face is tight, ricky glancing to where you’re still speaking to the guy and it all makes sense to him. he sends gyuvin a sympathetic look and tries to keep up the conversation, though it’s clear gyuvin’s mind is entirely preoccupied.

when the calls for new snacks start, gyuvin immediately volunteers to filling the bowls back up in the kitchen, if only to avoid his eyes from drifting back to you and the guy — whose name is seunghan, he learned — and in turn dampening his mood even further. today is supposed to be fun, why is he moping around like this?

“what did the chips do to you? you’re practically glaring ar them,” gyuvin’s head whips around at your voice, the playful smile on your face lifting some of the heaviness in his chest when he sees you standing in the doorway.

“oh, hey.” gyuvin gives you a small smile and goes back to his snack duties while trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, “who’s the guy you’ve been talking to? you bring him along?”

shaking your head you reach over to steal a handful of cheese puffs gyuvin had just emptied into a bowl, “not me, but ahrin. his name is seunghan and she has her eye on him,” you mumble, “he’s funny and they both seem to like each other.” gyuvin nods, hand absentmindedly playing with his sleeves, “you think she’ll go for the new years kiss with him?” gyuvin asks, and you can tell he regrets the question as soon as he asked it.

you just shrug silently, the sudden mention of the kiss rendering you a little speechless. “ and you? you got anyone to kiss this year?” gyuvin says in an overly sarcastic tone, seemingly in an effort to loosen the tension a little. you snort at that, “ha ha, very funny. leave me and my romantic aspirations alone,” the lightheartedness in your voice makes gyuvin relax a little, and just when he’s about to speak, someone bangs against the kitchen door, demanding your attention.

“c’mon you two, we’re playing some games,” matthew calls before rushing back to the living room. you and gyuvin share a short glance before loading up on all the snacks and following suit, excited for the mess that is most definitely about to ensue.

two screaming matches, one round of (rigged, according to hao) just dance, three bowls of snacks and dozens of tears spilt through laughter later and the almost dreaded countdown to midnight is inching closer. the couples are slowly starting to separate from the group again, looking for an area that is less crowded and a little more romantic. your high mood is slowly starting to go down, the feeling of once again being the third wheel, in a way, accompanied by this off-putting feeling of loneliness in a room full of your friends bringing the self-doubt at the back of your mind to the forefront again.

gyuvin plops down next to you, stretching his long limbs with a groan, “god i hate sitting on the floor,” he looks around, the amount of couples in your friend group only now really hitting him, “damn, is that kiss really that important?” it was a rhetorical question, really, and he was speaking to himself more than anything, yet you turn to scowl at him.

you open your mouth to go on a rant about the lack of romance in gyuvin’s mindset when he suddenly turns to you, cheeks a little flushed but eyes filled with determination, “i’ll do it.”

you blink at him, “huh? do what?” gyuvin swallows, “kiss you. give you the new years kiss you want.” it takes a second for his words to register, before you splutter at him incredulously, “what— gyuvin why would we—“

“okay, time for the countdown! ten!” you hear from the other side of the room, and panic starts to fill gyuvin’s expression. “because i want to. i’ve been thinking about it ever since you mentioned it, and—“

“seven!”

“you said it was like saying that i have no idea what the new year will bring, but at least i will always have you, right?” his eyes search for yours, his pupils shaking and you nod, still a little stunned.

“four!”

“that’s exactly i want to tell you. so please—“

“three!”

“i want to be the one to give you your new years kiss. if you want—“

“two!”

and then, it happens. you grab his face and pull him close, hesitation for just a millisecond before your lips meet right as it reaches midnight. the fireworks outside colouring the sky feel almost pathetic in comparison to the burst of emotions exploding in your chest, it’s warm and fuzzy and just feels so right.

both of your faces are flushed bright red as your lips separate, but neither of you can keep from biting back the goofy smiles spreading on your faces. before you can even begin to think of something to say gyuvin leans back in, pressing another kiss to your lips.

and another. and another…and another.

you only separate for good when your giggles break through the kiss, gyuvin’s hands cupping your face, “i’d say that was a pretty good start into the new year, no?”

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cinnajun · 9 months

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ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: world's cutest couple | kgv

summary | in the middle of lunch with his friends, gyuvin gets a text from your best friend saying that he needs to come to the library because you’re sobbing uncontrollably and she can’t get you to stop.

genre | kim gyuvin x gn!reader, fluff, university!au, there’s like fake angst

wc | 1.1k

a/n: hehe heeee heheeheeee

ft kep1 youngeun

USUALLY, when Gyuvin ate with friends, he tended to ignore his phone until the meal was over. He felt like it was rude to ignore his friends for the sake of whatever was happening online, and whatever people had to say to him could wait.

That didn’t mean he didn’t check his notifications, though. If there was an emergency, he would miss it, and that likely wouldn’t end well.

So, when he gets a text from Youngeun, your best friend, who never texted him, he automatically assumes the worst. As far as he was aware, the two of you were supposedly sitting in the library, studying for the test you had in your general psychology class. You were supposed to be there all day, no exceptions, even when he’d begged you to come hang out with him that night.

Obviously, he was going to read it. If Youngeun was texting him, something was happening.

‘Hey man,’ the text began, ‘hope I’m not interrupting anything.’

The typing bubble popped up in the corner of Gyuvin’s screen, and he started to filter out whatever Ricky and Matthew were talking about in favor of focusing on whatever Youngeun was about to tell him. ‘Your partner is crying uncontrollably in this study room and I can’t get them to stop. Please help. 3rd floor room 316.’

Immediately assuming the worst, Gyuvin hopped up from his chair, slinging his jacket over his shoulders. Ricky and Matthew looked up at them, halting their conversation when Gyuvin went to pick up his bag.

“What’s up?” Ricky asked, tilting his head. “Everything good?”

“Something’s up with [First],” Gyuvin replied, pushing his chair in. “Gonna go see what’s up. Sorry, guys.”

“No problem, man,” Matthew replied, shaking his head. “Hope everything’s okay.”

With that, he was half-jogging out of the dining hall, cringing at the temperature change when he walked outside. There was a light breeze that accompanied the setting sun, and he wasn’t wearing enough layers to fight off the chill it brought.

As he fast-walked to the library, Gyuvin’s mind began to wander from bad to worse, wondering what in the world could’ve gotten you going. You hadn’t turned in any big essays recently, nor had you applied for an internship that you could’ve been rejected by—so, he started to fear the worst. Maybe your cat at home, who he hadn’t been able to meet yet, had died, or maybe your childhood friend was diagnosed with cancer—it had to be something not good.

Gyuvin was so stressed out that he bypassed the elevator, walking straight towards the awful stairs that would lead him to the third floor. He practically ran up them, skipping two or three stairs at a time as his heart practically pounded out of his chest. When he finally made it to the room Youngeun said you were in, he threw the door open, panting from the amount of ground he’d covered in maybe 3 minutes.

Youngeun was sitting across from you at a table, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed. She looked exasperated, a vein practically popping from her forehead. You, on the other hand, were face down on the desk, obviously crying from the way you jerked every couple of seconds.

Gyuvin wasted no time in walking in, dropping his bag next to the door and rushing towards you. He knelt next to you so his head would be level with yours, resting a hand on your back as comfortingly as possible.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, to which you sat up. Your face was red and puffy and tears were bunched in your eyes, dripping down your face and onto your shirt. Before Gyvuin could do anything else, you shoved your phone into his face.

On the screen was an Instagram post, from a popular account among students at your university. They posted anonymous comments from the student body, most of which were positive, and a vast majority were quite funny. He’d followed it himself, but he wasn’t exactly checking every single post they made.

“What—what’s this?”

“Read it,” you choked out, slamming your head down on the desk again. Gyuvin grabbed the phone from your hands, scanning over the black text in front of him.

‘There’s a couple I always see around campus that are soooo cute. Like, seriously, the world’s cutest couple. They’re campus celebrities to my friends and me, and we (not creepily) take pictures every time we see them together. The next slide is our favorite picture of them.’

Curious, Gyvuin swiped, and a small gasp escaped from his lips. It was a picture of the two of you from about two months ago, during a small university festival that had become a tradition over the years. Quite frankly, it was a very beautiful picture of the two of you—and a moment he was glad to see someone captured. Ricky had picked up a water gun and began spraying both of you, to which Gyuvin had picked you up to use you as a shield. You were laughing and so was he, and all he could think about was how beautiful you looked in the picture.

Then, when you let out a dejected sob, he realized what he was here for. “You’re crying over this?” he asked. You picked yourself up from the table again, sniffling and looking at him with the saddest eyes he’d ever seen.

“They called us the cutest couple in the world, Gyuvin,” you said. The moment you got that out, you hiccuped, holding back another loud cry. “And the picture. Oh my god, the picture.”

“It’s a nice picture,” he agreed, putting his hands on your cheeks. “I’m glad you’re so moved by the truth, honey.”

Youngeun snorted, spinning her pen in her hand. “Yeah, the truth. Sure.”

Gyuvin would have to comment and ask for them to send him the picture later. For now, though, he had to stop your crying and make sure you didn’t waste a bunch of your “precious” study time crying over something that he already knew.

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tzyuki · 2 months

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[ 김규빈 ] ONE & ONLY ꒰ K.GV x F!READER

033. baby fever | smau + written (739 wrds)

IN WHICH ✶ — Rumors about Y/n pursuing a Zerobaseone member backstage at music bank start floating around the media after she and ZB1 member, Kim Gyuvin are seen talking behind in one of the episodes of ‘Eunchaes Star Diary’. Some netizens believe it and some don’t, some hated her for touching his shoulder and some didn’t care. Y/n went live to debunk the rumors, saying she wasn’t interested in a relationship at the time. The thing was, the rumors were true. She secretly was pursing Kim Gyuvin, or at least she wanted to. Ever since she first saw him backstage at M Countdown when ‘Love Killa’ team got to perform she was starstruck. She saw him at the vending machine and wished him luck in ‘Boys Planet’. She actually never had watched an episode of the survival show at all, she said it would be too painful for her, but that was the night she started to watch and most importantly, vote for Kim Gyuvin.

Gyuvin was acting a little odd and jumpy during the car ride, it was hard to miss…

When their knees would accidentally touch each other and he’d get all tense. Normally the touch of the other didn’t bother the boy but he just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he was minutes away from confessing to her.

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked the staff that drove them to the dorms. “Thank you, Hyung. I’ll see you soon.” Gyuvin said as he opened the door to his left, scooting out of the car, Y/n doing the same.

“I was looking at the menu in the car—and looking at how cute these are!” Y/n shoved the phone in the boys face as they stood waiting for the elevator to get to the lobby. “What should we get? I’m kind of in the mood for cookies—oo maybe brownies? I’m supposed to watch my sugar intake though…” Y/n went to scrolling on her phone, only looking up when she heard the elevator ding.

“Are you good?” Y/n asked, noticing the silence from Gyuvin. “Yeah, I’m good!” He was just nervous.

“Let’s just get whatever, no one has to know.” Gyuvin asked with a mischievous look on his face. “You’re a troublemaker.” Y/n chuckled, pressing the floor button.

“Oo, imagine we did “trouble maker” for a special stage? That’d get the fans mad.” Y/n laughed, thinking about how viral they’d go.

“Oh, Hi, Taerae-ssi!” Y/n waved to the older man as he was seen leaving the dormitory, “Oh, Hi, Y/n! I’m going to meet Junhyeon!” Taerae said as he hugged the girl. “Have fun, tell him I say hi.” The two said goodbye as they walked into the shared dorms.

“Finally, time to lay down and rest!” Y/n said as she flopped onto the couch. “Are any of the boys here? We should order something for them.”

“I know Gunwook’s home, he’s definitely sleeping. The rest are out but let’s just order extra cookies for them.” Gyuvin sat next to the girl’s legs, soon enough she rested them over his thighs. Gyuvin once again tensed up at her touch.

“Okay so, I got matcha macarons, and the mini red velvet cake—oh! and also two batches of cookies! Put what you want.” She handed Gyuvin her phone.

“Gyuvin, are you sure you’re okay? You keep tensing up, what’s wrong?” Y/n sat up, her back against the arm of the couch.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Gyuvin chuckled. “I’m not dumb, Gyu.” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. “I can tell when something’s up.”

“Ah—It’s just.” Gyuvin tried to find excuses, he didn’t plan on confessing this early into their hangout. “Can I be real with you?” Gyuvin asked, which was a stupid question…he himself doesn’t know why he asked that.

“Of course, always.” Y/n smiled.

“I—I really like you, like a lot and recently you just make me so nervous.” Gyuvin paused here and there, letting out awkward chuckles.

Y/n giggled. “Gyuvin, you do know I've had the biggest crush on you, right? Why were you so nervous to tell me?” Y/n’s legs were now criss-, closer to Gyuvin.

“I just—MyungJae, I was so jealous of him and when I acted like that I didn’t know whether you still liked me or not.” He spoke the truth about his feelings towards the situation.

“To be honest, I thought I was just annoying you so I backed off.” She chuckled. “You never annoy me, I was just being stupid.” He boldly grabbed the girl's hand.

“I really like you a lot, and I promise you that you will never and have never annoyed me.”

“Don’t speak so soon.” Y/n teased. “So what, what are we?” Y/n asked, staring at the eyes that were staring back at her.

“Whatever you want us to be.”

“Ugh, you know I hate making decisions.” Y/n groaned. “Okay, how about—we’ll see how it goes. Clearly we’ve liked each other for a while, everyone knows there’s something…” Y/n giggled at that. “How about, no clear labels. We just enjoy it in private—well clearly our members and friends will know.”

“I’m fine with that, but if another idol tries flirting with you I’ll go crazy.” She laughed.

“Don’t worry, you’re all I think about.”

“I hope so.” Y/n pecked Gyuvin’s cheek, which was now flushed red.

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i520u · 4 months

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11:11 𓂅𓏲•₊˚

FIFTEEN. 18:21

It was a little weird to see Gyuvin—the Gyuvin—standing in front of your doorstep, on a random Saturday night, in a ‘I ❤️ NYC’ t-shirt and checkered pajama pants, his hair slightly dishevelled.

Honestly, it was a little off-putting to see him standing there, and you weren’t mentally prepared for this. You couldn’t even think of putting up a front, acting like your usual self that you would normally be around him. For that night, you were just you. As in, you were the raw version of yourself.

“Y/N.” Gyuvin said, his face stoic, and so was his tone—almost like he was running errands at your house. You raised your eyebrows in anticipation. Do you let him in? Is he planning to stay for long? Is he just going to ask for something inconvenient?

By the time you finished pondering on what to do, the lack of response from you, added with the silence between you and him had already turned too awkward for Gyuvin. His cheeks were slightly reddened from being completely ignored by you. He was almost annoyed, too. But he has to do this. For… for the sake of women. He has to.

“Y/N!” He says louder, you jumped a little at his booming voice. You stare at him, wide eyed. “Why are you yelling at me?” There was a frown on your face, and all thoughts of inviting him inside evaporated. “I need to talk to you.” Gyuvin answered almost immediately, like it was an urgent matter that cannot wait. “And I didn’t yell. You’re being dramatic.” He added, to ease the unusual, awkward tension surrounding you both.

You felt the pit in your stomach grow. You always hated it when people say things like this, when they leave you hanging with suspense. ‘Why do people do this?’ You wondered, there was no significance in having a pause between suspensive sentences, it’s not like you were both shooting a mystery thriller movie. “Urgently,” Gyuvin added, as if his previous words weren’t already enough to make your heart fall to your stomach.

“Okay, okay. Do you really have to make it sound like that?” you tried to keep a calm demeanour by cracking a little joke, but from the way your pupils shook ever so slightly, it was easy to tell that you were getting nervous. You raked your brain to remember if you’ve done anything that could possibly warrant Gyuvin to be standing at your doorstep on a Saturday night like this.

Gyuvin had been repeating the words, “may I come in” twice or thrice, but it seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. You were too deep in your thoughts as you pondered over something Gyuvin can’t quite guess—so he decided to make himself comfortable and pushed past you.

The slight nudge from your shoulders colliding once again brought you back to reality as you followed behind him, your apartment door closing on its own once you’ve no longer applied pressure to it. “It’s about Sungchan.” Gyuvin started off. He wasn’t planning on beating around the bush, the concern he had over you was genuine.

“Y/N, you shouldn’t hang out with someone like that.” He said with a sigh, his brown eyes bore into yours with genuinity. However, you weren’t quite reciprocating. Your eyebrows creased, you felt like the more he spoke—the more questions you had. “What?” You asked, your tone was slightly exasperated.

“Sungchan’s not a good friend to you–”

You weren’t exactly understanding why or when you had gotten so defensive, but you did. You could even say that you might’ve even overreacted, “what do you know?” You let out a noise that sounded like a scoff, but not quite. It wasn’t a question, even if you guise your words that way. Gyuvin says nothing, he feels slightly guilty for you; in that moment, he sees himself in you. As in, he remembers acting this way back then. “Sungchan’s a good friend to me. You’re just saying that because he has a questionable personality.” You added with a tinge of confidence in your voice.

He shook his head, “he calls you names, Y/N. He thinks you’re easy, he calls you a butterface, he thinks you’re a hoe,” he paused as he made a disgusted expression, “and he lets Jeonghyeon say even crazier things about you.” It was all too much information shoved down your throat at once, and you just didn’t want to believe any of the allegations were true. “Show me proof.” You said, and Gyuvin’s face contorted slightly, he stared at you like you’ve grown a second head. “Huh?”

“Show me proof. That he said all of that,” you repeated, you were dead set on your stance. “I didn’t bring my phon–”

“So you’re lying!” You accused him quickly. That did it for him, it’s like every last bits of patience he had for you had completely evaporated. Gyuvin’s relationship with you has always been just okay. It wasn’t anything newsworthy, just casual. He’s concerned for you as a friend—because he’d like to be a good friend to everyone. Though, as of this moment, he was starting to get annoyed again—like he used to be before you two became somewhat friends.

“I’m trying to save your ass, Y/N,” he groaned, “stop being so stupid and listen to what I’m telling you. Why the hell would I lie? What’s in it for me if I lied to you?” Gyuvin’s nose somewhat flared, and his cheeks were slightly flushed from being angry. “What’s in it for you to tell me the truth?” You asked back, which made him roll his eyes in return. “Are you… are you dense? That’s the stupidest question I’ve ever heard.” He blurted out. It was slightly upsetting to hear those words come out of his mouth, but you were too angry to care about trivial things like that at the moment.

“You’re just trying to gaslight me into thinking Sungchan’s a bad friend. I know he’s not a good boyfriend, but you’re gonna stop me from being friends with him too? What are you, my dad?” You raised your voice, your eyes darting down to his hands. He had them curled into balls of fists, his knuckles turning white. He wasn’t quite angry, no. He was just annoyed. He was starting to think that he had been wasting his energy and effort this whole time. “He literally thinks you’re fucking annoying, he said it himself—and exactly like that.” He snapped.

“And I’m asking for proof, but you conveniently don’t have your phone with you right now.” You pointed out sarcastically, “Sungchan’s just misunderstood.” You added without much of a pause. Your tone was softer this time. You felt bad about your defensive demeanour from a few seconds ago. “Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking when I bursted out like that.” You said as you shake your head, just a little ashamed.

Gyuvin’s expression softened a bit, he was quick to nod his head, mumbling an ‘it’s okay’. He stared at you, silently crafting his words in his mind to make sure you don’t act like that again. “I know Sungchan means a lot to you, but… he’s just not a good person, Y/N.” He said, he attempted to soften his tone for you, too. Although he was still slightly on edge from just now.

“You’re better off without him,” he added, he inhaled quietly, “Minjeong and Yizhuo think so too.”

Your ears perked up at the mention of your friends’ names. Suddenly, it was all clicking—like the pieces were coming together. The answer to your questions as to why Gyuvin had recently followed Minjeong and Yizhuo on Twitter felt like it was being thrown in your direction. You also begin to recall what Sungchan had told you a few weeks ago when he had come over to your house.

You remember Sungchan telling you that guys like Gyuvin were usually insincere with their intentions, Sungchan saying that he knew this because he’s seen a lot of guys like that, like Gyuvin. You remembered him saying something like, “he’s probably just trying to land on one of you girls, so you should be careful.”

Your rage came back to you, and you glared at him. “Sungchan was right to warn me about you.” You said through gritted teeth. Seeing your change of demeanour again made Gyuvin internally sigh. “What the hell do you mean by that?” He raised an eyebrow.

“He was right to warn me. You’re clearly using me and my friends to get with one of us! You didn’t have to create this whole trash scenario in order to achieve your goal, you asshole!” You went back to accusing him, and Gyuvin just stared at you in disbelief. At this rate, he wasn’t sure if it was even worth it to keep talking it out with you. “If I wanted to get with one of you, I would’ve made my intentions clear! You think you’re some hot shot that I have to create a master plan in order to win your heart? Who the hell do you think you are? Just some miserable bitch that can’t get over her ex so she cucks herself as his friend instead.”

You took a step back, his insult hit hard. Too hard, even. You bit your lower lip slightly to stop itself from quivering in front of him. Maybe you were too quick to accuse him of such a thing, but what he had just said was pretty unacceptable to you. Then again, you can’t entirely blame him, you started the fight, and you can’t just expect him be nice in an argument. “Get out of my house, Gyuvin.” You said, your voice wavered just slightly. You prayed he didn’t hear it. It’s not his fault, but at that moment, you just wanted to blame him.

“Gladly.” Gyuvin said. He wasted no time moving, his long legs made his movements quicker than you thought it would. By the time you lifted your head up to look at him again, he was already out the door. Your apartment door closes by itself with ease.

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SYNOPSIS -͟͟͞☆ gyuvin tells himself that he’ll be okay, and losing friends is a part of growing up. he firmly believes that having to move schools in a different city was the universe telling him to try again. he then meets you, and he hates you. he knows he should be thankful that you saved his life, but every time he sees you, he gets annoyed.

NOTE -͟͟͞☆ I’M SOOO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT A GAZILLION YEARS i was genuinely fighting demons omf… all that just for me to find out that palestine is STILL at war i’m sick and tired!! anyways hope this update was banging i missed u all

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mintsv · 10 months

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cherry blossom - k. gyuvin

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pairing ➷ gyuvin x gn!reader

synopsis : you and gyuvin were in your last years of high school and lived beside each other. at school, he's captain of the basketball team, gyuvin is friendly and easygoing, not to mention he's extremely popular. on the other hand, you're the class president and have been for many years, you very studious, making you not have many friends. nevertheless, your fateful friendship bloomed under the cherry blossoms of april.

genre : romance . fluff . slight angst . high school au

word count : 3.5k

warnings : swearing (only once tho)

notes : hii i posted again finally!! sorry bcs english isnt my first language there might be some grammar errors 😅, it's also my first time writing a gn!reader so i'm sorry if i make some mistakes ;D

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➷ the first encounter

it was the month of april, the start of spring, and your favorite month of the year mostly because you enjoy gazing at the cherry blossoms on your way back from school. you wore a mid-length puffer jacket since the weather was a bit chilly, holding your hands up to your face to see your fingertips have become slightly reddish. you sigh as you bury your hands back in the pockets of your puffer as you tried distracting yourself from the cold by talking to your classmate beside you.

"soo.. about the cherry blossom festival, i was thinking we could do something involving our basketball team since you know, the captain is in our class of course.." she giggled, acting giddyly similar to a child.

"well, I've had 5 people telling me the same thing and i'll repeat my answer one last time, I'll think about it okay? but there's a big chance it's not going to happen." you exasperatingly sigh as the girl beside you inevitably left after realizing you wouldn't agree to her request.

as the class president, your duty is to arrange class activities, one of them being the cherry blossom festival happening in a few weeks time. there wasn't a particular reason why you denied all the requests, you just weren't very fond of the boy. he was always late to class, sometimes even skipping entirely to play basketball. his behaviour took a toll on your status as class president, teachers who couldn't get through the boy would often scold you instead.

you thought this calming walk back home couldn't get any worse until you were met face to face with the devil himself.

he wasn't walking home with his friends like he normally would, he looked back when he felt someone's stare burning holes on his back, his eyes with yours almost immediately.

as if on cue, a 10 thousand won bill (around 7 usd) fell from one of the swaying cherry trees, landing perfectly in between you and him. both of your eyes followed the bill as it glides down to the concrete floor, your eyes going back and forth from the bill to the boy in front of you.

CRASH!

"Ow!"

feeling a head collide with yours, you let out a painful hiss while holding your head with one arm. slowly you look up to see the boy in front of you mirroring your movements. you were both knelt down, one hand on the dollar bill with the other clutching your heads.

"Aha! my hand is under yours, that means the 10k is mine." his words woke you up from the trance you were in, widening your eyes when you realized your hands were on top of his own. you quickly pulled away but that didn't mean you were backing up.

"yeah but that's because you hit my hand!" you retorted back, showing him the red mark on the back of your hand.

"it was just an act of self defense i'm sorry, um.. what if we just split it, I'll buy you something from the cafeteria?" the boy rubbed the back of his neck nervously, stretching out his hand that held the dollar bill.

you thought to yourself for a moment before replying,

"fine, i'll forgive you under three conditions." you stood up with your arms crossed. the boy in front of you following as he nodded erratically.

"one, you can never be late nor skip classes from tomorrow onward and explain to mr lee why you've been late this entire time. two, your basketball team has to participate in this year's cherry blossom festival as the representative of our class. and three, you owe me a carton of strawberry milk." you smirk proudly, seeing the color drain from the boy's face.

"okay okay, what if we skip number one and two and i'll buy you TWO cartons of strawberry milk? how does that sound?" he pleaded.

"fine then, i'm telling the counselor you hurt a fellow student." you started to walk back to school but before you could take another step, a hand held your wrist to prevent you from walking further, just as you expected.

"okay, fine. jeez i didn't know the class president was this stern." he smirked almost flirtingly even though you didn't get the hint.

"i have a name you know, it's y/n." you turn to face him again, annoyed because in the school almost no one calls you by your real name and for some reason it made you think no one actually knew your name.

"alright y/n, i'm kim gyuvin and it's nice to meet you too." he grinned similar to a puppy, extending his hand waiting to be shook by yours.

you looked at his hand, back to his face, and to his hand again. after a few seconds of contemplation, you lightly extended your cold hand which was quickly greeted by the warmth of gyuvin's.

just for a moment there, you felt a foreign feeling of butterflies swarming your stomach.

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➷ a few months later

"KIM GYUVIN!" you bang on his apartment door, looking at the time on your phone before stepping away from the door.

"I'M UP! I'M UP!" like usual, the door slammed open, revealing a disheveled gyuvin in his school uniform that was horribly crinkled. his eyes were barely open and his hair was stood up, obvious that he had just gotten up from bed.

"did you sleep in your school uniform?" you tilt your head, looking at him from head to toe with a concerned look. it was your daily task to wake up gyuvin every morning ever since you found out that the both of you lived beside each other, obviously neither of you ever noticed considering gyuvin's 'always late' agenda and your 'always early' one.

"no.." you roll your eyes as he sheepishly smiles.

"there's still 30 minutes, go take a shower, you stink." you forcefully push the boy back into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. you could make out a bunch of whines coming from the opposite side, meanwhile you couldn't help the small grin from forming on your face.

after 10 minutes, the door opened for the second time, unveiling a less disheveled gyuvin. his hair fluffed up giving him a boyish look, the tiredness in his eyes was now replaced with a glint of excitement, his clothes seemingly less crinkled and his puppy-like smile on full display.

god you thought you had just fallen in love for the millionth time.

gyuvin slung his arms around your shoulder almost putting you in a headlock, "I know i'm terribly handsome but we might be late if you can't stop staring." he gave you a smug look in which you returned with a disgusted one.

"whatever."

you both walked to school as usual, his arms weren't slung around you anymore since there were other students around and gyuvin didn't want them 'getting the wrong idea'.

arriving at school on time was something gyuvin wasn't used to but he didn't mind if it meant he could spend more time with his best friend, you (of course).

"you're coming to my match this afternoon right, class prez?"

'class prez' that was the nickname gyuvin gave you ever since you both met, he would rarely call you by your real name, only if things were serious which barely ever happens anyways.

"yeah, if i can." you respond nonchalantly.

"you always say that, but at the end of the day you always come." he gave you a small grin which made your cheeks turn a pinkish hue.

"whatever."

"whatever, whatever, whatever, do you ever say anything else?" as the both of you continued bickering, the boy's contagious smile made you break out into a grin as well. to other people, both of you looked like two kids madly in love with each other. as cliché as it sounds, it was painfully obvious to everyone except you and gyuvin.

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school had just officially ended for the day. Your classmates bid you goodbye, everyone in a hurry to see the upcoming basketball match between your school and the neighboring school. of course, gyuvin had left earlier in order to fulfill his duties as team captain. currently, you were fulfilling your own duties as class president with your assistant, park gunwook.

"y/n why do we have to do this? can't we just do this tomorrow, pleaasee i really wanna see the match!" the boy beside you pleaded, having his head ontop of his folded arms, looking at the window where you could see students holding banners hurrying inside the school gym where the match was held.

"if you stop whining we might be able to sort these in time so we can see the match, gunwook." you reply sternly, quickly going over the files the teacher assigned you.

"don't lie y/n, i know you wanna skip and watch your loverboy too." gunwook looks to you with a teasing glint in his eyes that you didn't take notice of.

"my what? stop fooling around and help me sort these!" though your voice was a bit shaky, it seemed to convince gunwook enough for him to start helping you.

as time went by, you skimmed over the endless stack of files, eyes growing visibly tired and red. on the other hand, the 'assistant' beside you had already fallen deep into dreamland after helping you with one or two files. you couldn't help but listen to the ongoing match inside the gym and the faint sound of cheering, praying you'd finish these soon enough to join in the bleachers.

after a while, you finally finished sorting the needed files, rubbing your eyes tiredly. you dropped the files in front of gunwook with a loud thud.

"AHH YOU SCARED ME!" he woke up in a cold sweat, holding his hand to his heart.

"take these to mr choi, i'm leaving now." you quickly pack your bags, leaving the boy alone in the classroom still recovering from the shock you gave him.

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inside the gym, it was break time for both teams and gyuvin's eyes couldn't help but scan through the crowd of people on the bleachers, not seeing the face he was looking for, he sighed in defeat as his mind went back to the conversation he had with you in the morning.

"i'm serious gyuvin, i might not be able to make it today, i have a lot of things to do, so i apologize beforehand."

"it's okay, don't apologize, it's not your fault. just..come by if you can."

his mood was somewhat down since the start of the match, leading his team to worry about the boy.

"hey man you ok? a little bit more and we can catch up, don't give up now!" his teammate, ricky spoke up while slinging his arms around the brunette's shoulder.

"no it's not that, ricky." gyuvin removed the arm around his shoulder, slumping down onto his seat, head hung low.

"ohhh i know, it's because his 'class prez' isn't here yet." his other teammate, yujin chirped in an attempt to ease the tension, earning a nudge from ricky.

"dude don't say that!"

"what? say what?!" yujin held his lower stomach where ricky had nudged him as they both continued to bicker.

gyuvin wasn't paying attention to the two boys in front of him, more focused on his phone which he unconciously keeps checking. he had hoped for a text message from you, confirming if you were coming by or not. but no matter how long he waited, the text never came. eventually, the horns had blasted, signalling the start of the final round to decide the winner of the match.

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meanwhile, arriving at the basketball court, you ran to the bleachers, taking up the last remaining spot on the railing as your eyes scan the court in front of you. you were out of breath from all the running you did to get here, chest heaving up and down as your eyes frantically searched for the brunette.

as gyuvin was getting into position, his eyes trailed to the bleachers one last time. to his surprise, the first pair of eyes he had met was yours. the frown on his face was suddenly nowhere to be seen, his eyes lit up and he felt a warm feeling engulf in his heart.

hurriedly, you scribble down 'kim gyuvin!' on a page of your sketchbook, holding it up for the boy to see. gyuvin's smile got impossibly bigger upon seeing his written name, his eyes lit up as he shamelessly waved to you which made his teammates look at him, dumbfounded and also slightly relieved to know their captain was back.

"see, i told you if y/n comes he'll be back to normal." yujin smirked as he nudged ricky, who seems to be unbothered by the younger male, his focus mainly on the pair before he eventually drags gyuvin to his designated position as the referee signalled the start of the game.

throughout the final game, you were incredibly stressed out while your eyes moved back and forth from the score board and to the brown haired boy. both teams were already incredibly tired except for gyuvin who looked like he was playing in the first round.

"pass! pass!"

the brunette yelled from across the court, after obtaining the ball, he took a risky move which made you and a few others jump from their seats. the scores were exceptionally close and time was limited, meaning if he managed to score this 3-point, the team is guaranteed a victory.

for a split second, the crowd went silent as gyuvin shot the ball. just as the timer ticked zero, the crowd erupted with cheers and the alarm went off signalling the end of the match. gyuvin had succesfully scored a point, making his team the ultimate winner.

the boy felt like he was on cloud 9 with so many people calling on his name and his teammates hurdling around him with smiles on their faces. but most importantly, there you were on the bleachers, smiling at him and giving him a thumbs up which he found utterly adorable. after the cheers had slowed down, gyuvin excused himself from his teammates, running to the locker and changing his clothes as fast as he could.

when he got out, he was met by your presence almost immediately.

"congratulations! sorry i couldn't come earlier." your smile wasn't as big since you tried to keep your cool in front of hin.

gyuvin didn't respond for a while which worried you, but you were surprised to feel your feet up in the air as two arms lifted you up and spun you around. you held onto his shoulder for balance basically hugging him as you could smell his faint cologne making you blush provusely. the red on your cheeks didn't go unnoticed by the boy but he only shrugged it off thinking you were just excited for him.

after many complaints from you, gyuvin put you back down. he smiled ear to ear as he rubbed his nape nervously.

"sorry, i'm just happy you came." you couldnt bear the eye contact with him, your eyes searched for anything other than the boy.

"by the way you look really tired, was there a lot of work?" he continued, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands, forcing you to look at him. it was something he often did and it made you feel butterflies as his two hands felt warm on your cold cheeks.

"y-yeah i had to do everything by myself since gunwook fell asleep halfway, it's fine though i'm not that tired." you tried to reassure him, circling your hands around his wrists to pull him away but it only made him squish your face harder which made you let out a whine.

"but your eyes are so red! hurry, i'll take you home so you can get some rest." finally letting go of your face, he takes one of your wrists and lead you to the gym where all his friends are waiting for him.

"gyuvin i feel fine, i wanna stay here longer please?"

"why do you want to stay here-" his words were cut short by an unfamiliar voice.

"kim gyuvin!"

from behind the boy appeared a girl who looks to be one of your underclassmen. it's no doubt gyuvin is popular among seniors, but classes below you weren't an exception either.

gyuvin turned around to face the younger girl and you followed suit, leaning in a bit to listen to their conversation.

"can i help you?" gyuvin spoke in a polite manner.

"gyuvin oppa, can we talk outside i have something to tell you." the girl fiddled with the hem of her skirt nervously, you already knew where this was going and gyuvin did too.

"i'm sorry i-"

"please? it's really important it wont take long.." the girl pleaded, holding on to the hem of his shirt and the sight almost making you puke.

despite gyuvin's hesitation, he looked back to you and mouthed a 'sorry' before being rushed off by the girl.

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after gyuvin left you let out the biggest sigh, having such a popular best friend was hard and not to mention your enormous crush on him made it even worse.

essentially you wanted to stay at school longer to spend time with the best friend who just left you, but since he's no longer here you find a spot to sit on the bleachers. you remember the two cans of soda in your backpack, now having no one to share them with.

as you pop open one of the cans, before you could take a sip, you felt a presence beside you.

"hey, can i sit here?" a familiar voice caught your attention, shen quanrui aka ricky who is your classmate and one of gyuvin's friends.

"oh, um sure." you took your backpack from the seat, putting it on your lap and taking a sip of your soda.

"soo.. y/n right? i heard a lot about you from gyuvin."

"haha yeah.. you're ricky right? i also hear about you from gyuvin."

an awkward silence flew in the air for a solid 10 seconds.

"do you know what he's doing right now? i've been looking all over and i can't find him." his question reminded you again why you were talking to him in the first place, he left cause some girl is gonna confess to him, should you really say that?

"well, a girl pulled him outside, said she has something important to tell him and you can guess the rest." you chuckle bitterly.

"it's hard to be friends with someone so popular isn't it?" somehow his statement brightened your mood a little.

"yeah, that's exactly what i was just thinking." you finally had the courage to lift your head and look at the blonde beside you.

ricky was also semi-popular, his looks are well known to everyone in the school and his personality wasn't so bad either.

"so he really left you alone here? what an asshole, maybe i should beat him later." he put his hands into fists and started punching the air like a boxer.

"oh please don't, i think the girl he's talking to right now has tortured him enough." ricky laughed and you followed suit, feeling more comfortable as time went by.

"do you like soda?"

"well it depends, i only like it when it's a 1+1 deal." you chuckle, handing him the can of soda in your backpack since yours was almost finished and you wanted to have a soda buddy to drink with.

"thanks, i like it even better when it's free."

"oh please, you owe me lunch tomorrow."

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meanwhile outside of the gym,

"oppa, i really like you- no! i love you please go out with me!" the girl stretched out her hands, holding a thick envelope which could only mean one thing.

"i'm really sorry, but i'm not interested in relationships right now. and i don't want your money." the boy politely bowed, pushing the girl's hands back.

"please! i'll double the money if you want to, just go out with me once, i really like you please give me one chance!" gyuvin has had a series of confessions to him, but this was his first one that seemed a bit extreme.

"i can't, i'm sorry but i-"

"oppa, do you like someone already?"

"what?" the question made gyuvin stop in his tracks.

"you do don't you? is that why you don't want to accept my love? who is it just be honest!" the younger girl was now sobbing uncontrollably which fueled panic in gyuvin who didn't know how to properly comfort the girl, especially being the reason shes crying in the first place.

"no i don't like anyone, but i'm sorry i can't go out with you please stop crying.." he nervously patted her back in an attempt to soothe her but it had only made her cry louder, hence he stood and did nothing at all.

"oppa, you like y/n don't you?"

"what? no.." gyuvin felt a lump in his throat, his head suddenly flooded with thoughts of you, his best friend.

"so you do.. lucky them." the girl wiped the last of her tears before cowardly running away, leaving gyuvin dumbfounded with a new thought clouding his brain.

'do i like y/n?"

read chapter 2 here!

-> extra note : this is also gonna be two or three parts SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG but i hope you enjoy it because this was really cringe when i wrote it 😅 (fyi the opening was based on a recent film i watched on netflix called omg (oh my girl) its really good highly recommended!)

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Gyuvin would be the biggest menace if he went to high school with you, he’s the equivalent of “I’ll pull your hair because I like you” I imagine he would sit next to you and make random noises to get your attention, you would definitely try to avoid him but how would one avoid a giant puppy like man who’s got his heart set on annoying you, he would probably pull out your earbud and tap on your shoulder during class “YN!!YN! YN!!!”

When he finally does tell you he likes you of course you wouldn’t believe him since he’s always pulling pranks on you and teasing you but in time he would prove to you that he truly does love you, he would tag along on your walk home because he “doesn’t want any bad people to get to you” or some random excuse he comes up with, this man would find any excuse to be around you, eventually you would cave in because of how hard it is getting rid of him (and you may or may not have a thing for this tall puppy)

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kkongdakz · 24 days

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“ LOVE OR DIE. ” ft. kim gyuvin

summary : even if the world currently looks like your worst nightmare, you can still touch the sweet dream that gyuvin brings you.

gyuvin x gn!reader, genre : friends to lovers, students au, mafia game in real life, the night has come inspired, angst, fluff, warning : blood, wounds, panic attacks, minor characters deaths, crying, wc : 2,149

you felt so bad, awful, your heart constantly squeezed in your chest, as if an invisible force were pressing hard against your ribcage. your breathing must have been far too irregular to be normal, but you didn't care. sitting on the edge of a desk, staring into space, tears threatening to roll down your cheeks : it was traumatic, having your friends' blood on your hands, droplets on your clothes, and the bitter taste of iron on your tongue. you were still wondering why you, of all people on earth, had to find yourselves in this appalling situation. what had you done wrong to have to kill each other, with no chance of staying alive in the end? the whole thing felt like a sci-fi movie in which you were trapped, the only difference is that blood is real, and hearts stop beating.

swallowing back a sob as you heard the office door open, you quickly glanced around before lowering your head, hiding your tear-streaked face. « so you were there all along.. » gyuvin's voice was soft, comforting, probably the only reason your heart remained so warm despite all the pain you'd accumulated. pursing your lips together, you nodded positively, wiping your cheeks with your sleeve before turning your gaze back to him. he smiled tenderly, hands tucked into his trouser pockets as he approached you. « mh, i needed to be alone for a while. » you say in a small voice, which stops gyuvin in his tracks, his finger suddenly pointing to the door he had previously passed through, « do you.. do you want me to go back? »

shaking your head negatively, you offered him a slight smile in return, you turned your gaze to an invisible point in front of you, « no. it's also nice to be alone with you. » — you didn't get a chance to see the shy but satisfied smile that gyuvin gave you after your answer, the boy coming to sit beside you the next second. under the outside light of the frozen world in which you were trapped, his fingers brushed yours in a cottony caress. you can't explain why gyuvin has always had a comforting aura : he's the kind of person who can instantly put you at ease, the kind of person you can cry in front of and who'll do anything to dry your tears, the kind of person who makes you feel like summer sunshine in the middle of winter. since you've met him, you've always tended to rely on him, but now that your lives are in constant danger, the fear of waking up one morning to find him dead eats away at your stomach. you don't want to lose him. you don't want to lose him like you lost hao, hanbin, yeojin, haseul, and so many others of your schoolmates. you still don't understand how, or why, your classmates, considered to be the mafia of this game, could have attacked them. killed them. do they feel remorse? did they hesitate before doing so? you can't tell. and not knowing, but imagining the constant fear that everyone must feel, kills you from the inside.

a long sigh left your lips, and the next second, gyuvin's warm voice rose in the silence. « what's on your mind? » he asked, his gaze fixed in front of him in the same way that your empty eyes stare at the grayish-blue computer screen. « i can’t do this anymore, » you began to say, your voice muffled by a sob rising in the back of your throat, « i can't stand seeing them die one after the other. » — gyuvin, who usually knew what to say to comfort you, found himself trapped by his words. how could he soften your pain, when his heart was bleeding the same way as yours? obviously, he was trying his best to put on a brave face in front of you and the others, but the truth is, he was scared to death inside that he couldn't save you. what was happening seemed far too unreal for any rational reasoning, he felt powerless, he didn't understand, and that only tormented him more.

but he had to reassure you, he had to find the right words to warm your heart chilled by fear and grief. without looking away from the invisible point in front of him, gyuvin's warm hand moved slightly closer to yours, his long fingers overhanging yours against the cold surface of the desk. « i will die beside you. i won't ever leave you. » he declared, in the most nonchalant but sincere manner possible, swiveling you around so that your tear-streaked gaze falls on the undeniable beauty of his face. the cut on his cheek still looked fresh, blood threatening to spill at any moment, but you put that aside for the moment, far too disturbed by the words he had just uttered. « i won't let any danger even touch us, » he continued, this time turning his gaze from the wall to yours, his black irises piercing your soul, « touch you. »

why couldn't your heart stop beating so quickly? why did you feel your stomach churn at such a dramatic moment? why did the desire to kiss him come to titillate your mind? people are dying around you, and all you can think about it's your feelings for gyuvin, that keep growing despite the circumstances. and you hated yourself for that. « yah, kim gyuvin, » you say suddenly, the crack in your voice making the boy in front of you raise an eyebrow, « you must save yourself before thinking of me. »

a soft chuckle left his mouth, his gaze turning away from yours for a moment. although you were watching him carefully, you didn't see it coming when he suddenly found himself standing in front of you, your knees pressed against his thighs, and his hands clasped to the desk on either side of you. your eyes locked on his, lost in the beauty and sincerity of his gaze, and gyuvin took the opportunity to speak again. « this is probably not the time or the place, but i have to tell you something, » he almost whispered, as if the walls had ears, and he wanted to confide in you the most intimate of secrets, « y/n, if i die i want you to know that i love you, i really do. »

the world seemed to crumble around you, your trembling hands tightening on the desk beneath your fingers. your breathing suddenly becomes jerky, your gaze juggling from one eye to the other in panic, as the words remain stuck in the back of your throat. you wanted to cry, to burst into tears, to shake him in all directions for daring to tell you this kind of thing, but you remained frozen in place, your body no longer responding to your instructions. and despite the fact that you wanted to yell at him, you couldn't help but want to hold him against you, feel his warmth beneath your fingers, feel his heart beating against your chest.

« i wouldn't get over it if anything happened to you, » he confided, his blood-spattered hand coming to caress your cheek, brushing your skin in the most tender way, chasing away the tears that had just escaped from your eyes, « i'm afraid i'll lose my mind if i even lose you. » — gyuvin tried not to show you that he was scared to death, and that the mere idea of losing you was driving him crazy. he had to keep his cool, he had to keep doing everything he could to unmask the killers and save as many of his classmates as possible. but knowing that, at any moment, he could face your lifeless body, made the task so much more complicated. deep in thought, his eyes filling with tears without his realizing it, surprise overcame him when he felt your cold fingers on his cheeks, electrifying his entire body. his glassy gaze locked with yours, and pink flushed his cheeks at your next words, « i love you, » you say softly, your voice a little breathy, « i love you too, gyuvin. please don't you dare imagine another scenario in which you're not alive, » and at that moment, the pressure of your hands enveloping his face became firmer, albeit delicate, « please don’t leave me alone. »

gyuvin watched you for a long time, lost in the beauty of your eyes, love fluttering in his stomach after your confession. he didn't know whether to feel happy or scared — he was happy to know that his feelings were shared, but even more afraid of losing you. he would do anything to keep you close to him, do anything to save you and make sure nothing happened to you. and if he has to sacrifice himself to keep you alive, gyuvin will do it without hesitation. your frightened eyes seemed so sparkling, perhaps because of the tears that kept running down your cheeks, but gyuvin found himself transported to a world where death was not around every corner, where you can feel secure and live your student life with peace of mind.

gyuvin wanted to believe that a happy ending awaited you at the end of this nightmare, even if it seemed impossible. he wanted to be able to take you out on a date, officially ask you out, kiss you under the blossoming trees — he wanted to get out of this horrible game and bring everyone back to life, he didn't want to lose another single friend. he didn't know how to save everyone, but he was determined to do it.

as he seemed far too silent, your eyes searching for his to bring him back to you, the course of time took a completely different turn : in a fit of sadness, fear, joy, and euphoria, the boy completely closed the distance between you both, suddenly pressing his lips to yours. gyuvin was kissing you, and that was real. the exchange was desperate, slightly hurried, a slight taste of blood on your tongue, messy, clumsy, a little hesitant at first. but when you closed your eyes for good, gently tilting your head to one side, you felt one of his big hands clasp your waist, the kiss intensifying under the simple sound of your breaths echoing in the room. it was now warm, passionate, much more controlled than before, but above all, it was comforting, as if it were something you'd desperately needed for a long time.

suddenly out of breath, gyuvin left your lips, his jerky breathing crashing into your face. the poor boy didn't dare open his eyes again, for fear that it was just another of the many dreams that haunted his nights — but when he felt your thumb caress his lower lip, gyuvin knew it was all real, he had just exchanged a kiss with the person who had made the last few days a little less nightmarish. opening his pupils slowly, he instantly planted his gaze in yours, flickering his eyes to get used again to the light around him. out of the corner of his eye, the smile on your lips created a gentle warmth in the hollow of his heart. it was just what he needed : the warmth you brought him, that devastating smile that made him melt with love. he never wanted to see another tear roll down your face, another drop of blood leave your veins, another trace of fear in your eyes. he was going to save you, no matter what.

« gyuvin, » your voice drew his attention back to you, and his previously unfocused gaze, lost in thought, was once again focus in yours, concentrating on your next words. « promise me not to do anything stupid. »

he wanted to promise you sincerely, he really did. but it was inconceivable for him not to do something to protect you, to save you, if the opportunity arose. and if by something stupid you mean not putting his life in danger for you, then he was bound to break that promise. so, in order not to have to answer you, and not to disappoint you too much, gyuvin ignored your insistent gaze, encircling your waist with his arms and capturing your lips once more, more deftly. by diverting your attention to something else, gyuvin gave himself the opportunity to get around this promise, which he will never have made, because he knew very well that he could die to save you. you were his priority, and right now, all he wanted to do was help you forget, just for a moment, all the atrocities you'd been through recently.

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ratedfleur · 3 months

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someone requested something like this (accidentally deleted it….) but i distinctly remember it being demon!gyuvin …. and something else that i can’t remember 😭

demon!gyuvin but you summoned him instead of the incubus that you tried to summon using a chanting spell from the sex shop nearby.

you properly readied everything you needed to summon the incubus that you wanted to appear in the comfort of your bedroom that you turned into a spell chamber — the room’s lights were turned off, only illuminated by golden candles that you set up in the room.

you sat crisscross on the floor with the spell placed in front of you along with the items that the spell came along with. these items were said to be useful in summoning the incubi, said the merchant.

you had your eyes fixed on the scroll with the spell as you read it out loud, mind incredibly sure of what you were doing. following the rules, you chanted it 6 times, then you burned this bundle of weeds, letting the smoke cover the room before you chanted once more.

“i wish.. i wish all of my lustful thoughts would be solved by thy incubi. i wish that these thoughts of mine would no longer torment me after meeting with the incubi. i wish.. i wish my lust will subside after seeing the incubi. i wish the incubi would fuck me and drain the lust out of me.” you chanted, following the cardinal rule of chant whatever wish you have for the incubi to grant.

diligently following the rules, you were disappointed when an incubi didn’t appear in your room like you wanted them to.

sighing as you stood up, you turned your lights on only to hear a hiss behind you. you quickly turned around, eyes searching for whoever released that loud hiss.

“h-hello? is anybody here?” you called out, looking at every corner in the room only to see nothing. you were still alone.

brushing it off, you went off to clean everything up, starting with the spell scroll that didn’t work at all, the bits of weeds and it’s ashes that were left on the floor, and the candles that suddenly all turned off as if they were blown by the wind.

you jumped, freezing in your spot when you could see a tall shadow on the wall, moving from the door frame and towards the mirror that you had your back against.

“think you’ve got the wrong spell here, pretty thing.” a voice says from behind you, making you shriek as you turned around to face it, only to see a tall small faced man in the mirror.

“who the fuck are you? i know that sex shop thing is a fraud now so stop fucking with me, who are you?” you said in a shaky voice, watching as the person stepped aside, revealing your reflection in the mirror when all of a sudden, he stepped out from behind the mirror.

the man was a foot taller than you, towering over you quite easily as he came close to you.

“i might not be the incubi you wished for but i could grant those wishes and do so much better than him.” he smiles, tucking in a strand of hair behind your ear as you cowered in front of him.

“please.. please take me.” you say desperately, making the man smirk before he raised his hand up, snapping his fingers before he made the candles light up and the light shutting off.

“your wish is my demand, pretty girl.” he says before ravishing you, indeed doing so much better than you thought would’ve happened with the incubi you tried to summon.

#mikha’s brainrots #zb1 #zerobaseone #zb1 kim gyuvin #zb1 gyuvin #zb1 smut #kpop smut #kpop hard hours #zb1 hard hours #zb1 imagines #zb1 x reader #zb1 scenarios #gyuvin hard thoughts #gyuvin hard hours #gyuvin imagines #gyuvin smut #gyuvin x reader #gyuvin headcannons #gyuvin drabbles

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yujinsmom · 4 months

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texts with gamer boyfriend gyuvin!

pov: u text him when u suddenly see a ghost

⚠️ not to be taken seriously!

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andsjun · 8 months

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Gyuvin boyfriend things *ೃ༄

Genre: fluff, little dialogues

Warnings: slight possessive gyuvin, mentions of food

Notes: hi! Hoping you will like this kind of content. My love for gyuv is so big that I had to do this. He is just so boyfie coded that hurts 🤕

01. Gyuvin is the type of boyfriend that can’t stay still when he is with you. he’s always trying to hold your hands, having his hand in your thighs or placing his arms around your shoulders. If he’s near to you, he is definitely touching you

02. The type of boyfriend that always apologize first when you fight, calling you and even going to your house just to make things clear. He physically can’t stand being mad at you so he will always find a way to make up

03. Boyfriend Gyuvin is the type of boyfriend that knows all the little things you like and dislike, and feels proud about it

“Y/n wouldn’t like that, she doesn’t eat spicy food”

“I don’t care Gyuvin this is literally my lunch” Matthew responds.

04. Gyuvin is a boyfriend that will always find a way to make the conversation with his friends of you. Maybe just a random fact or something that happened but he will mention you at least 3 times when he hangs out with their friends

05. Gyuvin is the type of boyfriend that likes to remain you how small you look next to him (he is 186 and he is proud abt it)

06. Gyuvin as your boyfriend loves how you look in his hoodies he even bought some for you and puts more of his perfume and his clothes so you would smell like him (kinda possessive btw). You may have half of your closet full of his clothes.

07. He is that kind of boyfriend, that for some reason likes to smell your hair and your neck

“Why you keep smelling me” you asked, a little bit confused

“I don’t know, you always smell good”

08. The type of boyfriend that gets along with your siblings, they even hang out together (like boy wdym you couldn’t pick up the phone bc you were playing fifa with my brother. Why is he even in you house 😭)

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jebewonmorelike · 1 year

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Honeydew Boba For Your Boyfriend?

wc: 1.9k pronouns: none used; n/a warnings: fluffy fluffyyy summary: gunwook desperately tries to save his hyung from himself when one glance at cafeowner!reader has gyuvin acting... delulu. ~masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ my introductory gyubinnie fic. the funniest little nugget of a boy, i adore him. just wanted to write a short fic to test the gyuvin waters (lmao what) so i hope you enjoy. will be working on some requests this weekend finally, sorry i just needed a little break for a bit! as always, much love to you all and i appreciate you reading and enjoying my writing soooo much :) <3

"So that's a no on the 'Hyung Lover' tramp stamp?"

Gyuvin glares at his younger friend as they walk down the bustling city street. "People who think you're the smart one have clearly never spent more than five minutes with you."

"Five minutes is actually pretty generous," Gunwook replies after careful consideration. "So I probably shouldn't have told Yujinnie to get a matching 'Noona Lover' one then...?"

"Are you bored? Is the 17-hour-a-day schedule not enough for you?" Gyuvin asks rhetorically, pulling his phone out and checking his notifications.

"That's probably what it is," Gunwook replies sadly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I have a whole extra hour to myself every day and I can never figure out what to do with it."

Gyuvin shakes his head in disbelief, huffing out a laugh. "How about you do my laundry?"

Gunwook's eyes widen innocently. "Do you want me to? I can! I promise you can depend on me, hyung, I--."

"Where's this cafe again?" Gyuvin interjects, looking around at the storefronts lining the street. "We've gotta be back in the studio in twenty minutes."

"It's right there," Gunwook replies, pointing up ahead. The two boys walk the remainder of the way to Gunwook's new favorite cafe, the younger boy grabbing the door handle and holding it open for his hyung as they step inside the shop.

"Hi! How are you?" You call from behind your counter, wiping down some of your drink machines with a damp cloth before turning to greet your next customer. It's a quieter Wednesday afternoon than usual and you smile when you recognize the boy approaching the counter. "Hey, I know you."

"Did you see I made the line-up?" The boy named Gunwook asks with a proud smile. "Aren't you excited to tell everyone that an idol comes to your shop for coffee?"

You laugh at his endearing naivety, pointing to the back wall of your cafe where a line of framed celebrity pictures hang. "Not my first time around the block, kid," you joke, watching as his proud smile now turns sheepish. "But I will give it to you that out of all the idols that come in here, you're certainly the most adorable."

A gummy grin spreads across his face as you suddenly notice he's not alone. Behind Gunwook is an equally tall boy, his frame a bit slimmer and hair a bit lighter than your returning customer.

"Oh, hi," you greet hesitantly, as the boy makes eye contact with you; only for him to quickly duck back behind his friend.

"What are you--," Gunwook questions annoyedly, stepping to the side and pushing the other boy out from behind him. "What's wrong with you?"

The thinner boy is staring at you with wide eyes, chewing his bottom lip nervously. The blush on his cheeks tips you off right away as to what he's thinking.

This was hardly the first time you'd received this sort of look from a customer. You thought your product was good enough, but you had overheard gossip more than once that your cafe was the most "beautifully owned" in the city-- and they weren't talking about the decor. Perhaps that's why your celebrity clientele was more abundant than the average cafe.

"This is my hyung who made the line-up with me," Gunwook introduces, patting his friend on the back. "He's--... he's not usually this shy though."

He's cute, you catch yourself thinking, and the genuine look in his eyes admittedly makes you want to mess with him a bit. You needed some excitement after such a slow Wednesday afternoon... What was the harm in playing along?

Clearly unable to function, the other boy merely stands in front of you unmoving as Gunwook confusedly analyzes him. After a few moments, it seems that the younger boy catches on to his friend's thinking, too.

Gunwook looks back at you anxiously-- smiling as if he's not sure if he should pull his friend aside to scold him or not. "I--... Uh, I'll just have--."

"An iced Americano," you finish for him with a laugh, grabbing a plastic cup and writing his name on it in sharpie.

"Do I come here too often?" He jokes. "Should I start being more equitable with my coffee shop patronage?"

"Go ahead," you retort with a smirk. "Let's see if you can get away with 'accidentally' paying a thousand won less anywhere else."

Gunwook's jaw drops. "So you did notice... Why didn't you say anything!?"

You shrug. "I know you trainees don't have any money and I'm not really hurting for business, so it's no skin off my back. But now that you're an idol, I'm sure you'll be able to make it up to me somehow!"

Gunwook laughs abashedly. "Absolutely... I can pay you back with all of my idol money..." He grimaces. "Give me two years?"

"I'll hold you to it," you agree, attention returning to the older boy standing next to him; whose intense gaze on you hasn't let up for at least a minute now. "Are you--... are you gonna order something too, or...?"

Gunwook hits his friend's shoulder in a manner that is clearly supposed to be nonchalant, but the boy is predictably caught off guard and, thus, nearly falls to the ground. Catching himself, he swallows nervously as he meets your eyes again. "I--... Um... Yes."

"Ooookay," you reply with a nod. "What'll it be?"

"I'll have a bobo.”

"BOBA!" Gunwook yells quickly, hitting the boy's shoulder again. "He wants boba... Boba for the babo."

"Uh..." You stumble, fighting the urge to grin at the adorable duo of idiots in front of you. "Sure thing. What flavor?"

"You."

"DEW!" Gunwook yells again, laughing nervously as he grabs his friend by the shoulder and shakes him a little too hard. "Honeydew. I apologize for his pronunciation, he... grew up abroad!"

"Oh, really?" You ask excitedly-- perfect English suddenly flowing out of your mouth. "So did I! Where did you live?"

Both Gunwook and his friend are now staring wide-eyed and panic-stricken back at you. You're enjoying this quite a bit and you're not about to let them off the hook. They turn to each other wordlessly, blinking at each other for a moment before turning back to you.

"Ca-na-da," Gunwook's friend answers finally.

"Oh," you reply, eyes narrowing slightly in suspicion. "Where in Canada?"

"Uh," the boy stumbles. "The... cold part?"

You blink back at the two tall boys, watching as they squirm slightly under your judging gaze. After you've had your fun, you grin up at them. "Yeah, sounds like Canada to me!"

The boys glance at each other before bursting into nervous laughter. Gunwook throws his arm around his friend's shoulder-- seemingly in relief.

"That'll be 14,000 won," you say; Gunwook starts to fish for cash out of his wallet (the easiest method to stiff you one bill) but he laughs sheepishly when you glare at him. Instead, he hands you his credit card to run through the register.

You hand the card back to the younger boy; grabbing a plastic cup for the boba and looking up at the boy who had ordered it. "What's the name?"

"Your boyfriend," the boy blurts immediately, Gunwook lifting his hand to his forehead to cover his eyes in embarrassment.

"I can't even help you out of that one," the younger boy mumbles, dragging his hand down his face tensely. "His name's Gyuvin and I clearly made a mistake by letting him out of his cage today."

"I'm so sorry," the boy named Gyuvin gushes, suddenly coming to his senses. "I'm sorry, I really didn't--."

"I'll get these drinks out for you both in a few minutes," you cut him off with a straight face as you turn around to your machines, not ready to let him relax just yet. You write Gyuvin's name down on his cup as the two boys walk over to a table to wait for their order.

As you prepare the iced Americano, your eyebrows raise as you hear what sounds like a smack-- followed by an "owwww" from the older boy.

"You're an idiot," you hear Gunwook whisper.

"I know, I know," Gyuvin responds quite glumly, causing you to giggle and subsequently have to cover it up with a cough.

Pouring the milk tea over the boba, you strain to overhear more of the boys' conversation.

"Seriously, hyung," Gunwook continues scolding. "How are you ever supposed to be an idol if you can't even control yourself around the local barista?"

You can hear the pout in Gyuvin's voice as he replies, "Don't pretend like the local barista isn't THE most gorgeous human to ever walk the planet."

"Really? Huh," Gunwook considers genuinely. "I don't see it."

You hear a chair slide back abruptly as Gyuvin yells, "ARE YOU BLIND!?"

You glance over at the boys, who immediately shoot you awkward, overenthusiastic grins as you turn back around.

Gunwook sighs. "Well if you really think that, you've royally messed this up for yourself."

"I dunno... Some people are into weird," Gyuvin responds optimistically and the silence that ensues paints a vivid picture of the undoubtedly hellish death glare that Gunwook is giving him.

Snapping a lid on both drinks, you pull two straws from the container next to the cash register and place one on top of each of the drinks. Before you call the two boys over to grab their order, you smile to yourself as you pick up your sharpie one more time and remove the cap-- carrying out the final phase of your little game...

"Okay, all set!" You call, watching as the boys' heads snap to look at you, awkwardly gathering their things as they rush quickly back up to the counter.

"Thank you SO much," Gunwook says, picking up his iced coffee. "And sorry again."

"I'm so sorry," Gyuvin echoes, nodding at you apologetically. He picks up his boba, eyebrows furrowing suddenly as he examines it. "What is this?"

"Honeydew boba," you answer, running the back of your hand across your forehead. "Just like you ordered."

Gyuvin continues to frown in confusion. "But I hate boba--."

"That's right! You hate it for making you love it so much!" Gunwook swoops in once again as he places a hand on his friend's shoulder, turning him around and forcing him towards the door. "Thanks again!"

"Thank you!" Gyuvin calls as Gunwook opens the door for him and ushers him out of the shop, a small "I think" reaching your ears as the door closes behind them.

"I can't believe you," Gunwook groans as the two boys walk down the street back to the studio. "Now I can never go back there again. It was so convenient!"

"Why can't we go back there again?" Gyuvin pouts, sipping his boba and frowning at the taste. "It didn't go THAT badly!"

"You tried to order boba in the flavor of the cafe owner!" Gunwook cries.

"Huh, is that what this is?" Gyuvin says, looking at his drink. "Maybe it's not so bad after all..."

"I'm requesting our lunch breaks are shortened," Gunwook announces, sipping his coffee. "I can't spend this much unstructured time with you."

Gyuvin raises his cup to eye-level, swirling it around as he watches the tapioca pearls dance. His eyebrows furrow as he suddenly notices something scribbled on the cup. "Oh my god."

"What!?" Gunwook says, following Gyuvin's line of sight. "What is it? Let me see!"

Gunwook takes the cup from his hyung, squinting to read the small sharpied writing towards the bottom of the plastic cup. "No way," he breathes as he takes in the sight of the phone number, a small message written under it:

in case you ever want to grab a drink that you actually like :)

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latriii · 7 months

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10 REASONS ✶ 김규빈 KIM GYUVIN

₊· ͟͟͞➳ PAGE TWO ✶ so, love me?

“(Name) he’s not even good for you.” Of course, those were the first words Gyuvin said when he walked up to you.

You stood close to your best friend, Zhanghao. You exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of how Gyuvin could have such a strong opinion about someone he barely knew.

“Well, I wouldn’t know since you ruined my chances, Gyuvin.” You crossed your arms, a tinge of frustration lining your voice as you challenged Gyuvin's bold statement.

Gyuvin scoffed and gave you a sly smile.

“I was just helping you out.” He says, glancing over to Zhanghao, eyes begging him to leave, and so he did. Zhanghao didn’t want to hear the bickering anyway.

“You made the only person I like to walk away,” you said with annoyance and disappointment. As you watched Zhanghao disappear into the library, you couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration towards Gyuvin. He kept adding more reasons onto your list to hate him.

Although you were always upset, events like this made Gyuvin happy, and it made his day. He cherished these moments, the ones where you two were alone, away from the prying eyes and opinions of others— Aka, known as his friend group, the ones who pray for his downfall with you. Every. Single. Day.

Liking you this much was selfish, and Gyuvin knew that. He didn’t care though. He couldn't care less about what others thought. He was set on you.

“So you’re just going to give me attitude because I ruined your chances with Jungwon?” Gyuvin questioned.

You rolled your eyes and leaned back in your locker, contemplating how to respond. You couldn't deny that his unwavering dedication to you was both endearing and infuriating. But holy shit, you wanted to scream at him for making you look pathetic in front of Jungwon.

Taking a deep breath, you fought back the rising frustration and shot Gyuvin a withering look. “Yes.”

“Well, I would say sorry, but I would be lying.” Gyuvin shrugged, his cocky demeanor oozing from every pore.

“I know.” You stared at Gyuvin, feeling irritated at his audacity. “So, love me?” The boy says as you paused, unable to believe his nerve.

"Love you? No Gyuvin.” You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head in disbelief before walking off.

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₊· ͟͟͞➳ 10 reasons to get him to hate her, 10 reasons to get her to love him. You’ve always known Kim Gyuvin had a crush on you, it was a known fact throughout the school due to his outgoing personality. Once senior year hit, you realized how much Gyuvin was starting to ruin your chances with other guys so you decided to make a list on ways to make him hate you while Gyuvin did the complete opposite.

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gnwookieee · 11 months

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heyy! im in love w your boyfriend ricky headcanons :D idk if u take a request but can u also do boyfriend headcanons with gyuvin if u dont mind? thank u! have a nice day <3

: boyfriend gyuvin ! <3

📁🖇️— hi anon! hope you are ok, i’m so happy you enjoyed my ricky headcanon! thank you for requesting a gyuvin version! lately gyuvin is occupying more of my mind so i was so happy to create this! hope you like it <3

genre : fluff

pairing : bf!gyuvin x gn!reader

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gyuvin planned to confess his feeling for you so many times but ended up backing out of it when the time came. I feel like gyuvin would have known you for a long time, situation is friends to lovers type. but this means he is scared of loosing you as a friend

one day he cracks, you’ll be talking about a movie you had just watched and he can’t contain it any longer. just blurts out his confession when you are midway through your sentence. well not really how he wanted it to go but at least it’s out

to be honest all his members thought you were already dating. common knowledge that you both liked each other

no.1 puppy boyfriend. general requirements: spend a lot of time with him, give him lots of affection, take him for fun dates

sometimes your dates can be a little chaotic but they are always fun. you two have gotten lost on the way to a date before and also booked tickets for the wrong day and got turned away. luckily gyuvin is great at thinking of spontaneous ideas, so dates are never disappointing and you always end up doing something fun

dates are often more high energy: theme parks, concerts, beach etc. but as his schedule got busier with activities with the group, he becomes happy to also be relaxed around you too. does worry about boring you so tries to plan fun dates as often as he can

best date idea: going to a pet store to play with puppies, he is reunited with his people lmao

as he is an embodiment of a puppy, he requires attention and affection. he likes kisses and hugs and he is not going to deny it

clingy with you in public and always holds your hand constantly. doesn’t care what others think and isn’t one bit concerned about pda. if he wants to kiss you then he is going to kiss you. would find it cute/funny if you felt awkward in public, it only encourages him more

he is protective, doesn’t like others getting too friendly with you. gives people evil eyes if they flirt or touch you. always walks up behind you and wraps his arm around your waist, kisses you to indirectly tell the other person to back off

you would often wake up to funny messages from him in the morning, his life aim is to make sure he always makes you happy. especially if your schedules aren’t lining up at the moment. always shares funny videos he found on social media with you

very playful with you in general, he likes to squish your face and pepper kisses all over it. dances to upbeat music with you. there has probably been a pillow fight or two as well

although he is playful, he is also very caring. he is the oldest brother in his family so i imagine him always making sure you are okay and looks out for you, always offers to help you in any way he can

really stubborn with admitting he loves you, since he was the first to confess his feelings he refused to be the first to say I love you. knew he did a long time before he tells you. when you finally told him, he tackles you to the floor “why did you wait so fricking long, huh?!?”

📁🖇️ — a/n

hope everyone is doing okay! i just wanted to thank everyone who has liked these types of posts! they have been really enjoyable to write <3

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tzyuki · 2 months

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[ 김규빈 ] ONE & ONLY ꒰ K.GV x F!READER

028. social experiment

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i520u · 4 months

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NOTE -͟͟͞☆ damn hopefully i can finish this series by 2024

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mintsv · 10 months

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cherry blossom - k. gyuvin (ch 2)

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read chapter 1 here!

pairing ➷ gyuvin x gn!reader

genre : romance . fluff . angst . high school au

word count : 3.5 k

warnings : swearing (i think that's it lmk if theres more!)

notes : sorry this took wayy longer than it should, silly fact is i had to write a lot of these on the airplane :) anw this chapter's a lot of angst and the storyline became kinda messy im very sorry i tried my best, i hope it's okay tho and i might make a follow-up fluff chapter if this turns out well!

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'do i like y/n?"

gyuvin thought to himself, suddenly not being able to think of anything else other than that question. gyuvin was very unfamiliar with the terms : 'like', 'crush', or 'love'. the idea of having crushes and a partner had never really piqued his interest so to think of his bestfriend, you, in a romantic way gave him mixed feelings.

ultimately, he remembered his initial task which was to bring you home after the tiring day you went through. shaking his head, he put those thoughts behind him and began rushing to the gym. just as he arrived, he saw your figure with a blonde haired boy sitting on the bleachers happily chatting while sharing two cans of coke, the drink you usually bought for him after every tournament.

unknowingly, gyuvin felt his heart sink into his stomach at the sight. again he couldn't understand what he was feeling, he placed a hand on the left side of his chest, feeling how his heart beat quickened with every sight of you.

'stop overthinking, your heart's beating fast because you just ran here idiot.' gyuvin thought, removing his hand while his feet trudged their way up the bleachers.

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"y/n!" he shouted loud enough for the both of you to hear. your head peeked from the blonde's broad shoulder before bidding him a farewell.

"it was nice talking to you ricky, i hope we can continue this conversation someday." you grin as you wave him goodbye, packing up your things with a small smile plastered on your lips, obviously in a better mood than before thanks to ricky.

you walked to gyuvin, finding him a little odd than usual but you decided not to question it.

"cmon let's go!" you awoke the boy from his trance, his head shook similar to a puppy as he awkwardly swung his arms around your shoulder.

"yeah sorry, let's go home." he apologized before rushing out of the gym, his arm was still around your shoulder and he was practically dragging you by the head considering your evident height difference.

still, you decided not to question why he was suddenly awkward and nervous, usually that was your job but you let it slide this time.

"gyuvin wait!" your eyes caught the view beside you, the sun was still setting over the horizon, faintly illuminating the cherry blossoms as it's petals danced in the wind. you quickly took out the camera you had bought the other day, playing with the settings trying to get the perfect shot. you have always been infatuated by nature and it's doings, things as simple as catching a sunset could lift your mood in seconds.

the brunette knew how much you loved taking photographs, with no other option he stood beside you and waited. unconsciously, his gaze shifted from the view to your figure. starstruck, gyuvin gulped as his eyes traced your features illuminated by the golden haze and somehow he felt the same feeling of his heart speeding up, beating in sync with every glance he takes of you.

"gyuvin isn't it so pretty?" you said, leaning towards the railing of the bridge you were on as the comfortable chilly wind brushed past you.

"yeah, very." but he wasn't looking at the sunset. he mirrored your movements as he leaned to the railing to place himself beside you, afraid you'd be uncomfortable, he finally pryed his eyes away from you to take in the sunset that was equally as beautiful. after a few minutes gone by, you broke the silence as you felt a wave of tiredness wash by you after the long day.

"it's getting dark, lets go home now." you give the boy a thin lipped smile, and he nodded in return.

the night ended with the both of you walking home together in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company even when there were no words to be exchanged, and although you don't realize it, it was one of the things gyuvin was grateful for. your presence always had the ability to heal his social battery after a long day, and all along, you were his serenity. why did it take so long for him to realize?

arriving at your doors, you bid farewell to the boy as he waited for you to go in your apartment first before himself. after confirming you were okay, he laid in bed, sprawled out like a starfish as he stared holes into the ceiling. his mind went back to everything that had happened and unintentionally the boy began to fall asleep with a silly smile glued onto his lips.

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the day after, you open your front door to be met by an unexpected sight.

"hey, ready for school?" the boy spoke with a charming smile, dressed tidyly in his school clothes with his hair neatly styled.

it took you a few seconds to take in his surprising appearance, it was usually the other way around and you'd wait for him in front of his door but the new change didn't upset you, even though it was a little strange.

"yeah.. let's go.." you both began to walk to the bus stop but what surprised you was gyuvin didn't take the initiative to sling his arms around your shoulder or initiate any contact like usual, sure it rather upsets you but you didn't want to seem clingy so you tried to ignore it.

until breaktime, gyuvin continued to act strange towards you. you offered to have lunch together but he refused saying he had plans with his teammates. so there you were, taking your lunch to your classroom and eating unaccompanied. at one point, you remembered the homework you were assigned to check this morning, taking the papers out of your desk compartment and setting your half eaten lunch aside.

you felt the break time become increasingly boring, while everyone was gathering with their friends, you were stuck doing duties as class president and most of all you felt a slight headache occur. just as you were about to put away the papers, a voice called out.

"y/n, there you are." you turn to look at the owner of the voice, although a bit dissapointed you were glad you at least had someone to share the pain with.

"oh hey ricky, what're you doing here?" you respond as the blonde takes a seat beside you, bringing out his lunchbox and putting it on his table. you put away the papers and placed your cold lunch in front of you.

"thought you could use a friend." he gave you a small smile as he began eating the food he brought. in return, you open your lunch and start to eat in the presence of a friend to accompany you.

"by the way, have you been looking for me?" you noticed how ricky was sweaty and panting when arrived so you assumed he must've spent a hefty time looking for you.

"well, actually gyuvin asked our whole b-ball team to have lunch with him, he said it was important and i assumed you were there too, but you weren't so i came looking for you."

"if it's important.. why didn't you stay to listen?" you asked curiously in which ricky replied with a scoff.

"gyuvin just ended up rambling about girls and crushes and all that, it seems like he has a crush on someone but he wouldn't tell us. most of the team ended up leaving anyway, i think only yujin and taerae stayed." your hands stop from taking another bite, feeling your heart sink at the sheer thought.

"what else did he say?" you were hesitant to hear more, but your curiosity took over.

"hmm.. something about it being recent and i think their name is-"

"Y/N!" you flinched from shock, turning around to see gyuvin in front of the classroom door he just barged through.

"speaking of the devil.." ricky whispered to you before saying goodbye, vacating the awkward atmosphere and leaving you alone with gyuvin in the classroom.

after ricky's departure, gyuvin sprinted onto the seat beside you, the one ricky had just sat in.

the silence was so deafening you would hear if a pin dropped. truthfully, you couldn't bear eye contact with him, but you didn't necessarily enjoy the discomfort you were currently in either.

"what're you doing here? i thought you had plans with the team." you say in a voice lower than a whisper, hoping he had heard and you didn't have to repeat yourself.

"oh um, i feel bad for leaving you, anyway i have something to tell you-" you cut him off in between, feeling your heart drop to your stomach from both his words and the fact that you thought he liked someone else.

"you felt bad for me?" anger welled up along with the feeling of your heart wrenching.

"wait no no no that's not what i meant but i need to tell you something!" gyuvin panicked, moving his arms in the air when realization hit him.

"gyuvin i'm perfectly fine, ricky was here anyway so i don't understand why you had to come. i'm not someone who always needs to be taken care of, i'm not that weak gyuvin." you ranted, saying whatever came to your mind impulsively and unintentionally ignoring what the boy was about to say.

"y/n i never said you were weak, what's wrong with being taken care of? can you take some time to see where i'm coming from first?" taking one of your hands in his as he searched your eyes with a pleading look.

"i'm trying to gyuvin, but whenever i do i can't help but think you will see me as a burden, someone that has to be walked to school and back home everyday, someone that has to be accompanied when eating, or sometimes i'm someone that can't even attend your matches and support you." you reply, holding in the tears threatening to fall as you stare deeply into his orbs, in fact you just needed reassurance. that was all you truly wanted from him, 'i don't' two simple words you hoped to hear.

"well i'm just trying to look out for you. maybe if ricky did those things to you, you wouldn't mind." the boy's impatience took over as frustration fueled his body for a split second.

his blunt words did nothing but worsen the ache in your heart. you quickly packed up your things, not having the energy to reply to him anymore.

"you know what, i'm not feeling well, i'm going home early, gunwook will take care of the class. and don't follow me." part of you didn't lie, you felt your head still throbbing from inexplicable pain. but you also had to excuse yourself from seeing gyuvin any longer.

you stood up, getting ready to leave until a hand pulled you back.

"y/n, are you mad?" what a stupid question, you thought. you didn't answer him, harshly letting go of his hold on your wrist before walking out of the classroom, closing the door behind you just in time as the bell rang.

in the classroom, gyuvin sat back down in despair. he ruffled his hair brutally after realizing what he had said, ruining the perfectly styled hair he did at 6 in the morning just for you. in fact, gyuvin was trying to say 3 words : 'i like you' but somehow he had messed everything up. unknowingly he felt a something slide down his left cheek.

'shit why am i crying?' the boy thought to himself, he quickly wiped the tear as he stood up furiously, startling the students who had just came in the classroom. seeing the scene he was creating, he quickly packed his bags, mumbling a few sorrys before heading out of the room to the basketball court.

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you rush out of the classroom and down the stairs with your head down, wiping a few stray tears along the way. suddenly, you were stopped by someones chest blocking the way. you were about to walk around him but he had stopped you once again, holding onto your shoulder as he forced you to look up.

"y/n.. what happened?" the tall blonde asked in a worried tone.

"nothing, i don't feel well so i'm going home." again you tried to walk past him but ultimately you were stuck in his grasp.

"did gyuvin do something? you can tell me." you start squirming in his hold, trying to get out as you felt the pain in your head worsen.

out of the sudden, you felt ricky let go completely as your view was no longer the blonde rather a tuff of brunette hair.

"what do you think you're doing asshole!" gyuvin held the boy from his collar as his back towered over you almost protectively.

"i think i should be the one asking. what did you do?" ricky emphasized on the 'you' and when he felt gyuvin's grip weaken, he pushed the boy off, dusting off his blazer before walking off with a smirk on his face.

gyuvin threw his head back in annoyance, ruffling his already messy hair as he turned around to face your figure.

on the other hand, you were pissed at what he did, it made you feel like you always need to depend on his help once again. your tears have already dried up, leaving your cheeks stained in which gyuvin couldn't help but notice.

"let's go." he took your wrists with a strong grip, practically dragging you whilst you try to pry his fingers off.

"leave me alone gyuvin, i can go by myself and i don't need you!" you yell, although the pain becomes unbearable. seeing your struggle felt like thousands of daggers flying through his chest, automatically he loosened his grip to gently hold your hand, caressing the back of it with his thumb.

"y/n, please don't hurt yourself like this. i'll explain everything once you get home and rest okay? let me take care of you one last time." with his free hand he took ahold of your tear stained cheeks, gazing deeply into your orbs while he felt tears gather in his own.

despite your anger, your heart couldn't help but soften. you have always had a soft spot for the puppy-like boy. when you felt his hand comfortingly rub your cheek, you let out a sniffle.

suddenly you felt your head throb, you stumbled forward to be caught by gyuvin. you shut your eyes from the discomfort as gyuvin quickly read the situation, turning around to lift you onto his back. your arms automatically circle his neck while his latched onto your thighs, slightly rubbing his thumb in a comforting manner.

you rest your head in the crook of his neck defeatedly. gyuvin mumbled some incoherent words you could barely hear before he began speed walking to your apartment.

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arriving at your apartment, you were already worn out and sleeping on the boy's back. just then he had remembered he didn't have your apartment key, he decided to rest you in his own flat. he unlocked his door, closing it behind him before rushing to his bedroom as he placed you on his bed carefully.

"wait here okay? i'm gonna go get your meds" he spoke to your sleeping state as he put his hand on the top of your hair and gently stroked it.

in the kitchen, gyuvin prepared some medicine and cooked up a bowl of porridge taken from a recipe you used to make from him when he was sick. after everything was ready, he took a deep breath before entering his room once again to find you still sound asleep.

he placed the food tray onto his nightstand, pulling up his blanket to cover your body before turning on the small nightlight and closing the curtains to create a comfortable homey atmosphere.

at last, he sat down on the floor beside the bed to be eye level with your sleeping figure. the boy sighed, tucking a stray hair behind your ear to get a clear view of your face before starting to talk, thinking you were still sound asleep.

"y/n i'm sorry, i really really really am." he sighed, making sure his voice wasn't loud enough to wake you up as he continued,

"i know i'm an asshole for not telling you sooner, hell i messed up so bad i made you cry. what i wanted to say all this time was that.. i like you, a lot." the boy sniffled, holding in his cry so he could finish the sentences he prepared.

"the argument we had today made me realize that i don't deserve your kindness. i don't and have never thought of you as a burden, in fact i wish you'd trouble me more often. y/n i know how hard you try to satisfy other people, you stay up late to arrange events for the class, you agree to revise other people's work even when you haven't done your own, you do every group project alone but after all of that you still try to attend all my matches, make me lunch when i forget, or take care of me when i'm sick, so i just want to do the same for you."

finishing, gyuvin wiped his tears, his eyes traced your features illuminated by his small nightlight. he had always thought you were the most beautiful person in the world though he hadn't had many chances to see you up close. just tonight he had confirmed his feelings, he was completely and utterly in love with you.

"y/n remember to eat the porridge before it gets cold and drink your medicine with warm water, i'm sorry i disturbed your sleep. i'm going now." the boy stood up getting ready to leave but on his second step, he paused deliberately when a hand latched onto his wrist.

"i'm sorry too.." you sat up from the bed, tears gathering in your own eyelids similar to how the boy looked a while ago.

"w-wait no no don't cry again or else i'll start crying too.." in a split second, gyuvin was sat in front of you and holding your cheeks with both of his large hands as he wiped any tears that fell. the feeling of his warm palms on your icy skin made you melt in his touch.

"gyu i'm sorry i didn't listen to you, it's just that before you came, ricky told me something about you having a crush and it made me really upset so i ended up getting mad at you even though you did nothing wrong. i was scared i was bothering you too much because you always go home with me and you never go home with your other friends even though they ask you to. and whenever i get sick you always skip school like you're doing right now and i feel like i'm in the way of you just because we live beside each other." again you rambled continuously in between your sobs and sniffles, your mouth speaking whatever comes up in your head.

"of course not, i never feel troubled doing all those things for you, hell i'd do anything for you. but wait, why did you get mad when ricky told you i had a crush?" gyuvin stared at you doe-eyed as he waited for your reply.

"cause well.. i guess j like you too." feeling embarrassed, you tried to look everywhere except his eyes but the hands holding onto your cheek made it impossible to do so. eventually you locked eyes with him again, failing to escape the inevitable situation.

your faces were inches away from each other with only the small nightlight and the faint moonlight seeping through the curtains to illuminate the cold room.

after a while of gyuvin processing your words, a silly grin crept onto his lips before enveloping you in a bear-like hug. his arms circle entirely around your torso while his head snuggled into the crook of your neck. you wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face into the fabric of his hoodie as you both share a comfortable hug.

breaking the hug, gyuvin looked at you when he suddenly remembered what he was originally here for.

"wait, your porridge is already cold now and the water too and you haven't drank your medicine-" you cut him off by a short kiss.

"shut up." you chuckled when gyuvin actually stopped talking, staring at you wide-eyed with his lips parted.

"what? do you want another kiss?"

"is asking really necessary?"

you didn't know where the sudden confidence came from, but you leaned in slightly lifting yourself up to meet his lips again. this time, gyuvin responded to the kiss as he held your cheek, guiding you while it only lasted a few seconds both of you pulled away with faces redder than tomatoes.

"so does this mean we're a thing now?" gyuvin asked, holding both of your hands and swinging them like a kid would.

"yeah, whatever.."

"we're in such a serious situation and you're still saying whatever?"

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it seemed like your headache slowly seeped away the longer you spent time with the brunette. eventually gyuvin forced you to eat the porridge he made although it was a little on the salty side and you ended up staying over at his place, ending the eventful day by watching a horror movie with your boy-friend.

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