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shutupheathersorryheatherr · 5 months

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"I think youre like, super duper cool-- a morning with Kai”

Summery: a snippet in time for the two of you, though something like this happens too often to count. A soft and fluffy but fortifying morning with him to remember that all started with him fiddling with the straps and hems of your shirt… speaking of night clothes… there might be a surprise for him waiting underneath

A/N: um so this was supposed to have been out like an eternity ago but life has really been killing me lately so I apologize. Writing is good though and I really love it. I say this every time I post a fic but I’m not sure how good this is :( I originally wanted kai to eat out the reader in this fix but alas, I did not get to it

Warngingz/info: kissing, morning sex, unestablished relationship, like you can take it however you want in this, fingering, hanjob, reacher is gn! other than having a vagina, reader kisses Kai’s freckles/moles, Kai is pussy drunk? idk maybe he is in this, kai asks you to put just the tip in, kai loves the readers tummy thats pretty evident in this fic, spelling mistakes I'll get to them eventually.... think thats it but (it just autocorrected me to 'nut'....) I think thats it! please feel free to let me know if there's anything else!

~this is simply a piece of fiction. My imagination onto “paper.” This is in no way is mean to be taken as an actual and real representation of anyone.~

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The sun hits the front of your lidded eyes, burning them, but wanting, and now apparently waking you up at the same time. Kai shifts behind you, little puffs of breathing out tickling your neck. You finally open your eyes to look where at the state of the man currently latched onto your back. You feel him fiddling with the straps of your tank top absentmindedly, fingers ever so often brushing against your newly exposed skin.

Your desire to nod back off quickly fades when he takes a long breath-- something he always does when he wakes. Now, too excited to ask him in a moment if he's had any dreams, your sleepiness fades into just being calm with him. He circles his arms around your tummy, the pads of his soft and nearly hot with blush and toasty from just returned to the land of the living. it was weird... but something he always took notice of; the way all of his best sleeps were always with you. it wasn't like he couldn't sleep on his own, but when he did he woke up feeling as tired as he was when he laid down, or like they just didnt hit the same way as when he was with you

like he was now, with one of his arms falling asleep with you laying on top of it. but really, he wouldn't want it any other way. You put your hands over his, grasping them tightly almost in an awkward handshake. "So no good morning? no hi, how are you? just trying to brake my hand I see." His voice is groggy, raspy, coming from the back of his throat. You chuckle, and he feels like the sleep instantly is gone from his eyes.

"I was obviously helping you!" You protest, "I was giving feeling back into your arms."

"Why both of my arms then, huh?" his voice lowers, getting suspicious. "I have to show love to each of them." "By breaking them...?" You can feel his eyebrow raise. "mmhm." you say definitely. "Oh, very nice of you then." he snickers

He kneads your tummy gently. the soft skin on his making the both of you break a smile. Only for a moment though, until you feel coolness envelope you instead of warmth as before. Cause now he's getting up, blanket wrapped around his entire body and running to the other side of the bed. he flops down next to you, facing you and making the blanket billow around him like a cape. Now youre both engulfed in it. light from the curtains casting a glow on each of your faces through the blanket. "What? You were pushing me off the bed." You inch closer to him. "Oh, so it was that then, not you wanting to cuddle with me?" he nuzzles his face not your neck, hands already traveling to their rightful place where your hips and waist/ tummy meet. big hands warm you as he speaks into your neck: "mmhm, yeah that, and.... " he draws out the article, though you know what and was going to say and he does "I wanted to see you."

"reasonable." you smile.

"Really?" his smirk is coming through his lips, teeth, and mouth and his voice drips with it. And right now, youre not sure how to deal with it as youre drawn closer and closer to him like a magnetic pull is the only thing that's controlling you. Once youre close enough to feel each others rapid heart beats and close enough where if you just inched in... just a little bit, your lips would be on his neck and you could feel his pulse. you finally speak, "yeah, of course you did. I don't know if youve noticed but im like, pretty amazing." his tongue darts out to lick his lips and smiles. he starts rubbing at your skin again. well, more like brushing it, making you suppress some sort of laugh because its starting to tickle but still.

"Ive noticed, though!" he protests, face still in your neck, voice gentle because of your proximity. "am I that predictable?" you shake your head yes. (he does this almost every morning that you two wake up like this.)

"Im not accusing you--" "yeah yeah, I know but" he straightens his back, looking at you in the eyes now. "what if I happen to think that youre like... super duper cool?" a wide smile creeps onto his face, his eyes crinkling and his cheeks swell as he says the last few words. he draws in a short breath and continues: "and nice, and beautiful, and wonderful. and a whole lotta other things I know anyone who spends a bunch of time with you and who you know..." he cocks his head from side to side, thinking about how he was going to word what he wanted to convey. "...know about you, but I don't really know how to express right now."

You laugh with him. something similar to thing happens a lot between the two of you-- him wanting, no, needing to tell you how he knows how amazing you are, but either not being able to express himself or tripping over his own words. you barely ever paid any mind to it, though. and not in a "its the thought that counts" type of way, either. you might've not fully understood what he was trying to say, but the way he gazed into your eyes, brightness filling them, then looks away, then back at you, rose pigment in his face now.... god, did that tell you all you needed to know.

"hm," you hum, "I think youre supper duper cool too." he raises his head to place a quick peck on your lips. you would've kissed him back if he'd just give you a second. A moment of silence later and it leads to him pressing, almost poking his nose against your previously cold but now warm with the heat crawling into your face and he doubles down on his statement. "Im serious though--" you chuckle even though you can hear the weight in his tone. "So am I." and youre just as serious as him. you mouth a thank you nonetheless. "I-I'm serious though, I don't think anyone in their right mind could miss how amazing you are."

Two things, about this interaction: one,) you can joke about it all you want but, he thinks, you really are perfect. and two) no matter what he says about it, you really do think its cute how he's stumbling over his words. "Glad we're on the same page."

All the while you two have been talking, his hands are moving mere fractions of an inch up and down, up and down, down and-- now hes rubbing almost tickling circles right next to your navel. each stroke of your torso getting longer and longer. you fiddle with the waistband of his boxers until he goes far down enough to notice youre not wearing any underwear. the schooled look on his face makes you laugh as you both emerge from the little makeshift blanket fort you two have stretched over the beautiful expanse of his shoulders.

"oh, im sorry." he bites the inside of his cheek nervously and gulps, raises his hands off you. "what'r you sorry for? I thought you wanted to..." you move his hand back to where it was on the top of your ass. "touch me here?" "well I did-- I do." he corrects himself, but he keeps on rambling. "I just wasn't expecting-- and I dunno if you wanted to since-- oh, what?" He suddenly breaks a smile, his nervousness fading away when he sees you silently chuckling at him. "thisis making your brain short circuit is see. hm, I should let you know when im sleeping without them more often, don't you think?" his eyes go wide again. "you mean you do this frequently and I just don't know?" he leans back a little, eyes darting around, seemingly genuinely pondering this.

Your hands hover over his chest, warmth radiating off you onto his skin. he gently squeezes your ass and your back stiffens, chill going up your spine. "I can't find the words so" he draws out the last word, trailing off, "can I?" he dips his eyes to where the hem of your oversized T-shirt, (already bunched up in the back from him kneading your ass,) hits your upper thighs.

He drags the fabric up and you have half a mind to tell him to get on with it already. and what feels like forever later, hes dipping his thump into his mouth, wetting it with his salivating tongue. then he brings it down to your clit. he starts rubbing at it, warm air surrounding the small bud because of how deep you are under the covers. An electric shock runs up and back down your spine at the contact he makes with now two of his fingers pressing right were youre aching for him. "oh--" you cut your own self off knowing that what;; come our of you will only be incoherent mess.

You can't see what hes doing, he can't either and although that worrying him a little bit its making the experience that much more heightened for the both of you. this way, you can stare lovingly into his eyes and see the little movements his mouth makes, slightly opening here and there, when he gains a beautiful reaction out of you or he gets a little overwhelmed at the feeling of your warm and wet pussy on his fingers. and this way he can focus on all the sounds you make, wishing to bottle up the sound and get drunk on all your moans and hisses of pleasure.

You might not be able to see, but fuck, you sure can hear and feel. as he switches from rubbing at your clit and dripping hole to finger fucking you at that pace that drives you insane, the lewd sounds youre making together is fucking perfect--- music to your ears, even. its wet and mess, hes sloppy and almost desperate for the sighs of pleasure you make, or for that look in your eyes that lets him know youre about to be in the throws of ecstasy around his fingers... cumming for him. all for him. and all because of him. the groans aloud at the thought-- him being the(only) one making you feel this good, him brining you to your high so damn well. and he knows its selfish but a part of him wants to make you cum so good and so often that youre ruined for anyone else. so that the only fingers besides your own that you know could make you feel this good are his. the only tongue good enough for you? his.

it was like his cock and your cunt were made for each other... and that made him shiver in pleasure at the thought. you didnt miss the way he was like this, though. the way his pupils dilated and his jaw clenched at times like these were a tell tale sign.

Hes sloppy with his movements a bit but has just how you two like it. so wonderful he swears that if he could, he'd encapsulate the sounds and feelings that come from this and you and stuff himself full with it to delirium everyday. And if you could, you’d surely do the same. Especially with his grunts and whimpers. God you loved those.

His fingers were already fucking so deep inside you, like you could feel his fingers curl, almost, it feels like in your fucking guts. then, you think, imagine how otherworldly his rock hard cock would be. You can feel him grazing it up and down your thigh, trying not to make it too obvious but grinding his hard on into your plush skin none the les. He occasionally bumps into his own arm the more time goes on and the more desperate he’s getting with his movements. You bring the thigh he’s doing this to up a little further as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your pussy, you’re slick forming a thick ring around the base of his fingers, dripping deliciously onto his hand.

he breathes out a grunt, barely audible to either of you. And that’s when you couldn’t take it anymore. You tug at the waist and of his boxers, his warm abdomen on your knuckles. You look up at him and before you can get the words out he’s already begging “yeah— you can. Please—“ his words come out choppy, up and down in volume but you don't care. You slip them down, too wrapped up in him touching you and you about to touch him that you don’t get them any further than his thighs. The same thighs you have dreams about— dragging yourself on them till you cum with his big hands digging into your hips, sucking hickies on them as he lets out little sighs and as his hands don’t know where to go, the list goes on.

All you wanted was him a close to you as humanly possible, with your hand gripping the full weight of him and your thumb rubbing over, almost teasing his sensitive, leaking tip. You use your spit that's mixing with his precum to let you slide up and down the length of him. He rocks into your hand, same as you to his, trying to find release. And you start to get annoyed even though at this point hes flattened out his hand, your juices oozing out onto it as his palm rubs circles onto your clit.

His fingers are starting to go slower, and deeper if that was humanly possible. but thats not why you were getting annoyed-- kai, even with how he prettily threw his head back with an open mouth in pleasure and then forward again, grunting almost into your collarbone, the rest of him wasn't staying still. he was wriggling and writhing, uncoordinated thrusts into your hand and his have breathing make you lean in for a kiss and surprisingly your teeth don't clang together.

hes still moving around too much and you realize it'd be nearly impossible to get him to cum like this. So you bring you hand off him, ignoring, just for a moment, his whines in protest, chasing after your palm like how you just chased after his lips. You gently snap the elastic waistband against his abdomen as a reminder to calm down-- to get him focused again

At this point, the two of you are halfway sitting up and halfway laying down. Not the most comfortable position but you barely care as you can feel the beautiful pit in your stomach growing and he brings you closer to sweet relief. your mouth goes agape as he rubs you a little faster. You clench around his fingers and all he can think about is how tight you'd feel around him, creaming on his cock. Youre no better, though. with your thoughts of how big you'd know he'd be inside you, because lets be honest here, its not the laying on your side facing him thats making it hard to pump his dick.

You run your thumb along the vein on the underside of his cock and his legs still then quake. Your back arches into his touch. it's all getting too much for you-- you and him pleasuring the other with your hands at the same pace. and as your eyes flutter close because fuck, that face hes making is gonna make you cum if you keep on staring at it, you can feel it. almost like hes fucking into you for real; doesn't help that hes so close to your thighs either.

"I wan' you to cum for me. I love to hear you and feel you and--"

maybe hes rambling, but its cute none the less and that makes you regain full feeling and conciseness, now being able to will your hand to glide over his slippery cock faster, You feel yourself being tipped over the edge.

Your toes curl, his heart rate jumps as you let go of his dick, brining your hand to his wrist to hold him right where you need him. you couldn't focus on anything else at the moment, you felt like he was bringing your body to heaven-- like you were fucking ascending. His lips were on yours in a flash, kissing you like it was his last as you continue humping his palm to ease through your orgasm.

You cum with a muffled curse into his chest as you fall perfectly into him. you really are made for each other, huh?

"God, you look so beautiful when you cum. your face is buried in his collarbone and your hands-- they're gonna be the death of him tonight, hes sure of it. one's rubbing slow petel-in-the-breeze-soft circles on in wrist, and the other is over his heartbeat on his chest. it wasn't anything even that sexual if his dick wasn't out and his fingers weren't soiled with your cum.

you sink yourself deeper into his neck and chuckle. "Im guessing so beautiful that you dont even notice how I dropped your dick?" you blink at him, your lashes tickling his sensitive skin.

He can't even respond before youre kissing the mole on his neck, sucking a small mark there as he lets out little "ah-ah~" next to your ear, before moving up to the one on his jaw... then the one on the other side... then the next, and then next all while watching the little red mark on his neck fade until finally youre at the beginning of his chest. and now your hand his back on him and he feels like hes gonna actually die.

how did he deal with this before? maybe its the way the sheets smell all fresh and comforting, or the way his eyes are still drowsy with sleep and the perfect golden hour light hitting and warming the room just right, or maybe the way you were just around his fingers a moment ago... but whatever it was, he felt his release rapidly approaching.

You kiss him to swallow up the sounds hes making, knowing how his tip bumping against you, nearly tapping your pussy but catching your thighs, wet with your own cum and dampened with sweat is getting to be too much for him just as it was like for you a bit ago. he craved this maybe a little bit too much; your bodies melting together, becoming one. and he really can't hold it in anymore.

"I need-- just the tip, ok? I need to feel you around me. jus' the tip, thats all" his voice comes out with labored breathing and thats all you need to hear, sliding his tip in between your dripping folds. your hand stroking what you can't fit and dipping his head in and out of your hole. not much, just enough to get him addicted to the feeling. at this point hes doing most of the work for you; moving so that his cock slides up and down your cunt, and youre revealing in it as much as you are. with him smoothing over and rubbing your clit, giving you the satisfaction of some much needed friction and the beautiful full feeling of his cock-- even just a little bit is driving you crazy. and the overwhelming want to shove all of him into you, stuffing you full on him? otherworldly. making you have to physically stop yourself from fulfilling your want, no, need, to have him fully inside.

and the way your teeth poke out of your mouth as it opens in pleasure? he feels like hes basking, wishing to drown himself in your pussy. he kisses you urgently, like fire surges through him, pouring himself and his emotions out for you, spilling himself all over your hand as your slow down your strokes, dick throbbing in your hand. your pussy convulsing around noting as he comes down from his high.

The both of your breathing slows, his whines and grunts of pleasure turn into a smile as he looks into your eyes. he reaches over to the nightstand, effectively putting his chest in your face. He plops back down a second later with a couple tissues and grabs your wrist from under the blanket still and does his best to clean it off.

Its silent as he does this, but the good kind. not awkward or dead. but comfortable like it always is with him. it wasn't until then that the both of you realized how much he came. Yeah... he was gonna need another tissue. You peck his lips at the thought and sight but he starts to wonder how the fuck that happened. You really do do wonders to him, he thinks.

He finishes cleaning his own hand next then balls up the tissues before throwing them on the floor. they could be worried about later. he brings you close to him, all he ever wanted, really; to be close enough that his heartbeat syncs with yours and that he smell the sex coming off you... feel the warmth of your skin on his.

His hands find their rightful places at your hips and tummy. Youre almost nodding off again when--

"oh I forgot to ask you!" you nearly shriek at him "did you have any dreams?" the knowing smile that creeps up onto his face tells you all you need to know. "yeah... n' maybe they were about you..." he circles you waist and brings you closer, smirk on your face as he starts sucking on your neck. "oh? just maybe?" you try to keep your composure.

A/N: hope you enjoyed! if you did, please leave some love like comments or reblogs! and please send some asks-- both hard and soft hours are open!

taglist: @itz-yerin

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boyfietxts · 8 months

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txt when their s/o loves another group!

a/n: Poor boys would be so jelly but they all show it very differently so let's see what that looks like! I hope you enjoy it!!!

song rec: tefutefu - Plastic Tree (I've been super into jrock/vkei recently so if you like those genres, this song is perfect for you!)

yeonjun

SO JELLY OMG but also excited because he knows them personally. one day, when picking you up for a date, he spotted a changbin photocard on the back of your phone you had forgotten to remove and he gasps. "yeonjun whats wrong?!?!!" "oh nothing. i just saw a picture of my buddy on your phone case!" you almost beat him up because he scared you! once he starts to introduce you to his friends and his band, he introduces you and stray kids, changbin specifically. you two click and actually become friends, teasing yeonjun all the time! he lowkey regrets his decision.

soobin

so supportive! goes at concerts with you all the time because he see's it as really good bonding time with his lovely girlfriend. once it got out that you were a huge twice fan, he was immediately seeing what he could do to organize a meet up. he makes sure you get to see all their shows and he likes to celebrate their new releases with you! twice release party at the choi residence! he loves collecting albums with you but anytime there's a twice release, you two buy all the versions of the album and get your hands on all the inclusions and photocards. there is a whole book shelf in your apartment dedicated to twice.

beomgyu

JEALOUSY IS AN ILLNESS, BEOMGYU! GET OVER IT! homeboy is heartbroken when you tell him how excited you were to go to the next ateez concert. "why!? why do you wanna go see them? they're good but I'm better!" "beomgyu! I'm not gonna not go! don't be so jelly" "can I at least go and witness the moment my gf get's stolen away by a stylish pirate?" at this point, who wouldn't roll their eyes at him? he loves seeing you excited for a concert and is just trying to tease you. he knows you like him. he always randomly comes home with albums and stuff and tells you he found it laying around in the building or that one of the boys sent it to you (obvi not true! he just doesn't want to admit that he's cool with it)

taehyun

straight up rolls his eyes at you when you tell him the big news about you getting VIP tickets to the next enhyphen concert. "They're cute but I didn't think you would like them that much." he secretly finds it so cute that you're such a big fan of his labelmates and organizes a meeting with them for you. The Best Boyfriend Ever award goes to kang taehyun! he just wants to give you whatever he can, even if he is jealous that you're constantly blasting 20 cube in the car when going somewhere.

heuning kai

honestly, he's not even jealous at all when he hears about you going to bunnies camp! he wants to go with you actually and arranges for you to be seated together. he totally supports you stanning new jeans and is actually a bit of a fan himself. he's also one that organizes for you to meet the girls and it's super cute! he's like a proud big brother and he loved seeing you interact with them. he get's you all the merch they put out and he contributes to the collaborative collection of albums you two have! absolute cutie.

#txt headcanons #txt fluff #txt imagines #txt #tomorrow x together #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #heuning kai x reader

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tokkibbang00 · 11 months

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WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS? - C.YEONJUN (MASTERLIST)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, DO NOT INTERACT. UNEDITED.

synopsis: Being caught in a series of scandals and controversies, Yeonjun's company has had enough of his attitude problems and finally decides to send him off to university. Despite his arguments towards management, he has no choice but to follow them or else he can kiss his modelling career goodbye. You're a fashion major attending university. You'd think you'd be delighted hearing about the news of a famous model coming into your department, but as soon as you were seated beside him in one of your classes, you'd soon come to realize that you absolutely hated his guts.

rating: (n)sfw

pairing: model!choi yeonjun x fashion major!afab reader

genre: college!au, enemies to lovers!au, kinda angsty, reader and yeonjun are idiots.

warnings: cursing, yeonjun's kind of an asshole at first, mentions of alcohol, suggestive, (will add more when the full story is posted)

date started: 05-20-23 date ended: -

TEASER.

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tba.

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NOTE: Characters presented do not represent anyone mentioned in the story. This is a work of fiction and is not real.

a/n: this was originally planned to be a one-shot but i thought about it and it probably wouldn't make sense if it's just a one-shot. so here we go!! taglist for the story is open, just message me or slide in my asks! my requests are also open :]]

TAGLIST: @captivq @i-dont-give-a-fok @nxtsnw @suzirumas @emohazuzworld @hyusun @hyukablush @myahfig4 @missseoulite

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bluhourz · 1 year

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when he asks you out

idol!reader

"Okay, good work everyone! Let's take a break for 30 minutes. We can monitor the takes when we get back."

"Thank you!" you and your members echoed as your choreographer smiled at you.

You just finished practicing your newest comeback's choreography. Your group debuted a few months ago and this was your first comeback. You loved your choreographer and she always made sure your group had challenging but catchy choreos. You and your members relaxed and spread out in the practice room. Your leader went to talk to your manager and the younger members sat down on the floor.

"I'm just going to get a drink from outside," you quickly told them as you jogged out of the door.

You slipped out of the room and instantly heard Good Boy Gone Bad blasting from the practice room across from yours. You knew TXT often used that room to practice. You smiled and bobbed your head along as your started walking through Hybe's corridors. You passed a few sunbaenims and staff members. Bowing politely at everyone you made your way to the vending machine. Luckily no one was there and you could quickly buy the flavour you liked. Smiling happily you sipped on your drink and started making your way back.

As you were getting closer you saw what seemed to be Beomgyu poking his head out of their practice room. He disappeared quickly before suddenly the door burst open. Heuning Kai startled you as he was seemingly shoved out. The door slammed behind him and you swore you heard some laughter. You jumped back and looked at him with big eyes. Heuning Kai slowly turned and faced you with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Hello," he bowed as he greeted you.

"Hello sunbaenim," you bowed and blushed as he looked at you.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence before he spoke again.

"Are you busy with practice?" he said and gestured to your practice room.

"Ah, yes, we're preparing to film the dance practice video soon," you smiled lightly, trying to stay calm.

"I see," he giggled nervously, "Well good luck. Fighting!"

You nearly melted at his cute expression and the small voice he spoke with. But quickly composing yourself you replied.

"Thank you!" you bowed again, "Fighting!"

You tried to hurry past him quickly feeling slightly embarrassed at the interaction with your TXT bias. Just as you went to reach for the door handle he spoke again.

"Wait, Y/N-shi," he rushed out, "I have something to ask you."

You stayed silent as you turned to face him again. Your eyes looked at him expectingly. Heuning Kai was red in the face and his voice shook when he asked his question. You have never seen someone this nervous.

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you're not busy... we could get lunch after practice? Or even just coffee if you don't have a lot of time?"

For a few seconds your world froze. He wanted to go out? With you? Why on earth would he ask you out? Was he interested in you? The questions swirled around in your head.

You were sure your face mirrored his. All you could manage was a very small 'yes'.

Almost simultaneously our faces broke out into soft smiles and nervous eyes at the possibilities ahead of you.

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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PLSPLSLPS Write one were Huening Kai laughs in front of the reader and gets embarrassed then the reader notices him trying to cover his laugh and comforts him. Pure fluff por favor. love ur work.

i'm obsessed with this gif omg he's so KENSLKNLS

pairing: kai x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 521

includes: blushy kai, nervous reader, this is short i'm sorry, everything i write is a confession fic lmao i should start writing established relationship more

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i didn't want this to get too sad so it's more of a general confession fic, i hope that's okay i hope you like it :))

requests open !! read my rules first

kai covers his mouth, pressing his hand against his lips in a poor attempt to hide his laugh. it’s a beautiful sound - one that seems to release the tension from your mind whenever you hear it despite him not doing anything special - though kai has never seen it that way.

you furrow your eyebrows as he bites his lip to prevent yet another fit of laughter to escape him. kai’s eyes widen as you slowly reach over, coaxing his hand away from his mouth. “is something wrong?”

“don’t hide your laugh from me,” you say as you intertwine your fingers together. kai’s face immediately lights up in a dark flush at how nonchalant you’re being. sparks ignite through him at your touch. he looks away to hide his growing blush as you continue. “i love seeing you happy.”

“you make me happy.” the words escape him before he registers what they are.

you look up at him; a little shocked by his sudden confession. “i do?”

“yeah.” kai shifts so he’s sitting a little closer to you. your hands remain intertwined as your eyes fall from his down to his lips. they’re full and tinted a slight pink.

kai slowly reaching up to cup your cheek interrupts your one-sided staring contest. he hesitates for just a second before gently resting his hand against the skin. your breath hitches in your throat as you watch his eyes fall from your own down to your lips.

“you make me happy too.”

kai’s blush deepens a little, though this time he doesn’t look away. instead, he focuses on the small smile on your lips from the sight. maybe blushing in front of your crush isn’t so bad if it makes them smile.

his attention is broken away from your lips you unconsciously lick them. kai slowly brushes his thumb against your cheek. his hand feels warm against your skin. “y/n,” he whispers. his voice is quiet. you can barely hear him over the noise of your pounding heartbeat in your ears. “can i kiss you?”

you simply nod, not trusting your voice to remain steady. kai moves carefully as he slowly leans in forwards. you let your eyes flutter closed as he fully pulls you into a sweet kiss.

despite only lasting for a few seconds, the momentary bliss is enough to make you yearn for more. kai smiles a little when you pull away. his hand moves from your cheek to brush along your jawline before his hand falls away from your face to your waist. you let go of your intertwined fingers to wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you into yet another kiss.

you let yourself melt into kai’s arms as you both smile into it. the rest of the world seems to fade around you. all of your worries disappear - in this moment, nothing else matters. not when you’re kissing kai. not when you’re forced to pull away for air, smiles growing as you stare at each other. especially not when he pulls you back down into another kiss that you get lost in yet again.

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binilpol · 8 months

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Canvas of Hearts: A Love Story in Strokes

In a quiet corner of the art classroom, Beomgyu sat at his easel, lost in thought. His fingers glided gracefully across the canvas, each brushstroke infused with a touch of emotion. He was known for his captivating paintings, but this new assignment had him feeling both intrigued and apprehensive.

Y/N, on the opposite side of the room, delicately sketched the outlines of her own canvas. Her quiet demeanor and sharp attention to detail made her an enigmatic presence in the class. She glanced at Beomgyu from time to time, her curiosity piqued.

Their art teacher, Ms. Parker, announced the next assignment with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Class, for your next project, I want you to explore the human form in a provocative way. You'll each draw a fellow classmate in a pose that reveals vulnerability and intimacy while keeping it tasteful, of course."

Beomgyu's eyes widened in surprise. The assignment required them to draw each other in provocative positions. He had never ventured into this territory before, preferring to focus on the raw beauty of emotions. Y/N, too, shifted uncomfortably in her seat, unaccustomed to drawing in such a manner.

As the students excitedly partnered up, Beomgyu and Y/N found themselves as the last two remaining. Their quiet natures and lack of close friends in the class had made them somewhat of an uncharted territory to their peers.

Ms. Parker chuckled, her eyes twinkling as she paired them up. "Since you two are the last ones without partners, you can work together."

Beomgyu and Y/N exchanged hesitant glances before nodding in agreement. They pushed their easels closer together, their faces reddened with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.

Beomgyu cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. "So, um, I guess we have to figure out what 'provocative' means to us."

Y/N's cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink. "Right. It should be intimate, but not too... explicit."

They spent the next few moments brainstorming ideas, their voices low and filled with a sense of exploration. They agreed on a pose that required Beomgyu to sit on a stool, his paintbrush held in a way that displayed vulnerability, while Y/N would be positioned close beside him, her gaze fixated on his canvas, a mix of curiosity and admiration.

As they assumed their positions, a palpable tension filled the air. The proximity between them was electrifying, their bodies and souls exposed in a way that transcended mere art. Beomgyu's heart raced as he studied Y/N, her every feature etched in his memory. The curve of her jaw, the way her hair framed her face like a delicate halo, all seemed to be amplified in this intimate setting.

Y/N, too, felt the intensity of the moment. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Beomgyu's expressive eyes, the windows to his soul. His vulnerability was palpable, and it stirred something within her, something that went beyond art.

Their brushes met the canvas, their hands moving in harmony as they captured the essence of the moment. Beomgyu's eyes seemed to reflect Y/N's emotions, a swirl of curiosity, admiration, and a trace of something deeper.

Days turned into weeks, and Beomgyu and Y/N worked on their shared project with a newfound sense of camaraderie. Their conversations delved into art, aspirations, and the stories hidden within their paintings. With each brushstroke, each shared moment, their bond deepened.

One day, as they were nearing the completion of their project, Beomgyu found himself gazing at Y/N in a way that went beyond friendship. Her presence had become a constant source of inspiration, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between them.

As he painted, his fingers brushed against Y/N's, their hands entwining for a fleeting moment. Their eyes locked, and the unspoken tension hung in the air like a masterpiece yet to be revealed.

Y/N's heart raced, her breath hitching in her throat. She had noticed Beomgyu's lingering glances and the way his touch seemed to hold a hint of longing. The lines between art and reality were beginning to blur.

The day of the project presentation arrived, and the anticipation was palpable. As they stood side by side in front of their classmates, their painting was unveiled. It depicted a moment of raw vulnerability and intimacy, capturing the essence of the human connection.

The room fell silent as their classmates marveled at the painting. The vulnerability and connection they had managed to convey were undeniable. Beomgyu's expressive eyes seemed to reflect the emotions swirling within Y/N, and the result was a work of art that spoke volumes.

As they stood there together, Beomgyu and Y/N felt a deep connection that transcended art. Their bond had transformed into something profound, something neither had expected.

After the presentation, as they returned to their seats, Beomgyu took a deep breath and turned to Y/N, his voice trembling with emotion. "Y/N, I want to capture another moment, one that's even more intimate."

Y/N's heart raced as she met his gaze, her eyes filled with anticipation. "What kind of moment, Beomgyu?"

Beomgyu's fingers gently brushed against Y/N's cheek, his touch tender and filled with longing. "A moment where I can finally capture the way I feel about you, in every stroke of the brush."

Their lips met in a soft, passionate kiss, the culmination of emotions that had been building between them. Their love story had unfolded through art, and now it was time to explore the canvas of their hearts.

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beomdarling · 2 years

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TXT MEMBERS REALIZING THEY LOVE YOU

Pairing; Txt x Gn!reader

Genre; Fluff

Not proof read -

Yeonjun

☆ It was around your four month anniversary, silly, he knows. But there was something about the way your eyes shown when you looked at him, or maybe the way your smile made him feel butterflies or maybe just maybe it was the way when he held your in his arms you looked up at him with such venerable eyes and placed your lips on his and smiled.. that's when Yeonjun knew he was in love with you

Soobin

☆ Soobin had always been shy but sometimes he would have this random stroke of confidence and that was what lead him asking you out but half way through him doing so, he stutters- making his throat dry as his ears reddened at the tips something you found adorable. Soobin felt utterly embarrassed but you just smiled encouraging him to continue listening to him intently and nodding along just so he knew you were listening and that ladies and gents is how Soobin knew he was in love.. and man did he stutter even more on that date you agreed to

Beomgyu

☆ God you were so beautiful and always had been, he had no clue how he had gotten someone like you to be his no clue at all, you were sitting with Beomgyu watching as he plucked the strings of his guitar so immersed you hadn't noticed how his eyes never left your face. How you intensely watched wanting so badly to learn. Something he admired about you, the way you bite the inside of your cheek, how your fingers thumped against your thigh, the way your eyes bounced watching his fingers closely.. Man he was in love.... so in love he forgot to play the guitar himself

Taehyun

☆ He knew he loved you since the day he met you, sure he liked your smiled, the way you laughed, how you would hold his arm whenever you were nervous but he loved you. Not the person who dressed to impress people or the person that changed for others to blend in no, that isn't you. The you that walks around in pj's the whole day your hair a mess as you let out the loudest laugh imaginable or the you that grips onto his arms for dear life when he tried to teach you how to skate..the you that runs into his arms and kissed him like no other..he was so in love with the real you the one he is lucky enough to see and he was happy with that

Heuning Kai

☆ The night was just like any other night, you and Kai were casually snuggling and watching a movie his mountain of plushies making a little dome around you both while a snack bowl nestled in-between you some about to spill from all the movement. Kai reached for a plushie to hold one you were about grab yourself and before you both knew it a pillow fight broke out, candies all over the bed and floor along with scattered plushies but the only thing you were both worrying about was hitting each other with a pillow chuckles leaving both of your lips as you tried to bring the other down and eventually Kai did

You plopped down on the bed bouncing slightly a shocked look on your face making Kai burst into laughter and fall on top of you covering his face while you laugh along at the feeling of him laughing on you-- after you both calmed down Kai looked up from your waist to already see you looking down at him with loving eyes making his heart skip a beat...Kai knew then and there he loved you and would never stop

#tomorrow x together #txt #txt fluff #txt fanfic #soobin #heuning kai #yeonjun #kang taehyun #beomgyu #txt x reader

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staytinyville · 6 months

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Heuning Kai

PLEASE REFER TO MASTERLIST TO GET FULL TAROT READING EXPERIENCE

↣ Summary: After an accident leaves you terrified, you subconsciously conjure a monster that feeds off your anxiety. However this monster begins to grow feelings for you.

↣ Characters/Pairing: Huening Kai x gn!reader

↣ Genre: fluff

↣ AU/Trope info: anxiety monster!Kai, depressed!reader, sorta jujutsu kaisen type deal

↣ Word Count: 1.3k

↣ Warnings: anxiety attack, sorta PTSD, this might make some of you guys uncomfy because of the things going on atm around the world, if you need someone to talk to I am open.

↣ A/N: THE LAST OF MY STORIES MAN. THE JOY I FELT. I was really trying so hard to finish these quickly and I feel like I rushed them too much to the point where they kind of sucked. I hope you enjoyed reading them all if you did. And if not I do hope you got the right tarot reading! Do tell me if you did. I love to know if it resonated.

THE MOON

Illusion, Fear, Anxiety, Subconscious, Intuition

When the moon comes out in a reading it is meant to signify that you are projecting your fears into your everyday life. You might have some kind of trauma with a painful memory or experience that left you unsure about yourself. In order to understand these better you have to connect yourself with that part of you you might not be willing to see.

This card can represent a time where you are not sure about things. You are second guessing things, so with that in mind make sure you pay attention to the signs. Do not allow yourself to fall pray to a fast decisions without checking out all the options.

Pay close attention to the lunar cycle in how it plays roles in your everyday life. Connect with it's spirit wanting to help you navigate through a time in your life where you might not be sure of yourself.

XVII THE MOON

There was a time when you had enjoyed going outside into the world, but as of late it was hard to want to do that. There was something preventing you from going out and it only festered your anxiety and depression more.

It gave itself the name Kai.

It sucked to have him glued to your side but you had no one else to blame but yourself. Ever since that accident you were in things took a turn and you became scared of everything around you. Because of this your fears had manifested something that would haunt every other living soul on the earth.

You could remember the first night you had met him. You were curled up in a fetal position as a nightmare was plaguing you and causing a cold sweat to run through your body. You woke up startled when you felt cold hands stroking your shoulder that had been uncovered by the blankets.

Whimpering, you wanted to think it was nothing, but it continued its ministrations. So you slowly opened your eyes, and were met with glowing eyes. He looked like such a boy with a goofy grin on his face as he faced you, one hand tucked under his head.

Your breath got caught in your throat as you began to shiver from being in the same bed as someone else. Who was this man and why was he in your bed?

“I’m not gonna kill you.” Were his very first words to you. “If I kill you, I kill myself and that’s just a dumb idea.”

He gave you a grin. “I’m Kai. Your anxiety monster.”

And so you spent the next couple of months with the man who manifested from your own feelings and fears getting to know him. He tired you out a lot but you guess that was just his job. You learned he was clingy and loved to torment you.

However for you, you had learned to live with him. He was a bit annoying but you knew it was only you who created him. He was your own imagination come to life. A part of you might be scared of him but for the most part, you were quite happy because he was almost like a friend.

A toxic one that seemed to find joy in your misery but there were good things about him that you found yourself feeling happy about.

He would always watch over you, like a guardian angel, making sure you wouldn’t walk into traffic or go down the wrong alleyway. He also would sneer at any person who got too close to you like a jealous boyfriend.

Everytime you would ask him about it he would explain to you that if you found someone to occupy your time, you wouldn’t be sad anymore therefore he would go away. But you knew that your anxiety wasn’t going to go away anytime soon. If at all.

“Good morning, my sweets!” Kai’s goofy grin was the first thing you saw every morning and the last thing before you closed your eyes.

You had asked him once why it was he looked the way he did. An attractive man who had a baby face that would make anyone swoon. He explained to you that he looked that way because he was meant to embody your dream man. You frowned at his answer but as he continued you understood his reasoning.

You were worried one day the man of your dreams would come up to you and all you would feel is anxiety over acting like a fool or looking like a fool. You guess it made sense seeing as Kai would be seeing you at your best and your worst.

“Good morning, Kai.” You sighed, turning onto your back.

He began to pout, feeling something bubble under your chest that made him squint his eyes. He shuffled closer to you, trying to curl into your side. He frowned when you didn’t reach over for him like you usually did.

He raised his head to look at you. “Something is wrong.” He told you.

“I feel like today is going to be a bad day.” You spoke softly.

Kai’s pout deepened, feeling a bit bad for your problems. He was meant to feed off of them but as the time went on he quickly fell in love with how strong you were even with everything going on.

You would try your best to get over your fears, even if they came back. You had mottos you told yourself over and over again to keep pushing forward. Kai had never met a host like you and it made his non-existent heart beat just a tad.

For the rest of the day, he kept a watchful eye on you. You were sluggish in everything you did, nearly breaking things. You barely had any energy to move to your couch or reach for the remote that was on the other side. Kai kept grunting when you wouldn’t do anything and he would have to take over for you. It would get small smiles, knowing that the monster cared for you in some passive aggressive way.

However when you turned on the tv and saw that there had been another natural disaster in some part of the world, your mind began to shut down. All you could see were the buildings knocked over or fallen completely.

You suddenly felt a weight on your chest, tightening around your lungs. You could feel sweat on your skin as you were reminded of the long time spent in a small space under a collapsed structure. The dust that stuck to your skin and made your eyes burn.

Kai’s eyes went wide as he too began to feel the tightening in his stomach. While it was something good for him, all he could feel was remorse as he turned to watch you. Without thinking about his own health, he shut off the tv and was quick to take you into his hands.

The moment you felt someone touch you, the breath you were holding came out in a choked sob and they wracked through your body loudly. You clung to Kai as you were reminded of those people who helped to take you out of the rubble.

He tried to shush you, tightening his hold around your whole body. Maybe it wasn’t the best way to calm down a survivor of a disaster, but for you it wasn’t about the way he tightened your hold on you, it was about how you weren’t alone in a hole.

You could feel his breathing on your body, could hear his whispers in your ear, could see the color of his shirt. You weren’t someone dark without help, you were sitting on your couch with the monster that was supposed to be feeding off you. And yet here he was, trying to calm you down.

And when you pulled away to fall onto the couch all numb, he didn’t hesitate to keep you on his chest and allow you to unravel on your own. Your voice was hoarse and quiet but he was able to hear you just fine.

“Kai, what are you doing?” You whispered.

“I’m your anxiety monster. I feed off your anxiety.” He answered, looking up at the ceiling.

“Then why did you calm me down?” You asked him.

“Because I don’t like that kind of anxiety.” He began to massage your scalp. “It tastes bitter.”

You smiled softly, your lips moving as you gave his covered chest a kiss. “I’m sorry for tasting bitter.”

“It’s okay. I’ll accept the anxiety you get when you’re trying to open a can of biscuits.”

You laughed out loud and swatted at his chest. “It’s a real fear.”

“I know.” His lips touched the top of your head making you go back to laying on his chest. “You also freak out over spiders. Those are the best kind of meals.”

“Thank you, Kai.” You said it so quietly, in such a small voice–it made the monster smile.

“You’re welcome.”

Tags : @cultofdionysusnet , @sandsofire , @k-vanity

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destiny-fics · 5 months

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Tomorrow x Together Masterlist

All my TXT works can be found here!

Key

(A): Angst

(F): Fluff

(M): Mature 18+. Minors DNI

(S): Series

Fic specific warnings will be added at the beginning of each fic.

Choi Soobin

Coming Soon

Choi Yeonjun

Coming Soon

Choi Beomgyu

Coming Soon

Kang Taehyun

Coming Soon

Heuning Kai

Coming Soon

OT5

Coming Soon

#kpop smut #tomorrow x together smut #txt smut #hard thoughts with rose #kpop hard hours #choi soobin smut #choi yeonjun smut #choi beomgyu smut #kang taehyun smut #heuning kai smut #txt hard hours #tomorrow x together hard hours #txt fluff #txt fic #tomorrow x together fluff

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bluuuu127 · 2 years

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{11:11}

"Oh my god!" your friend exclaimed hitting your shoulder repeatedly.

"Ow ow what!" you responded grabbing your shoulder. away from her violence

"WOW I mean the eye contact you were holding with Huening Kai was giving me butterflies " she said looking at your very rosy face as you remembered looking at Heuning Kai asking him about the homework. There was a lot of eye contact and a lot of analyzing of his face at least on your part. He even more attractive up close ,you swore he was like an angel or something.

" I don't know what your talking about" you lied , looking back trying to get a quick glance at Heuning Kai, but he was already staring at you with a small smile on his face. Taehyun his best friend noticed and hit him in the shoulder saying something that made him turn red.

You looked away.

"If she got butterflies imagine how i felt" You thought

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woorphic · 2 years

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tomorrow x together (txt) recommendations

i do not own any of the listed works. all credits go to the original poster.

i’ll update this post as i read.

(m) - mature // (s) - suggestive

last updated 28 oct 2022

i have no idea why it’s so difficult to find any txt oneshots despite their huge fan base. i’m still searching for long txt slow burn aus so bear with me! & just to preface: i do not enjoy reading smaus. works i recommend are (usually) long oneshots with quality writing.

YEONJUN

｡° this time around by @bffsoobin || 9k

idol!yeonjun x non!idol/ex!reader

angst

weeks after your chance reconnection with Yeonjun, you book a flight to Seoul under his encouragement. When you arrive, you’re not only overwhelmed by the lifestyle of an idol, but the new people you meet. Will you and Yeonjun be able to hold on to each other this time around?

SOOBIN

nothing yet…

BEOMGYU

｡° this imagine by @lueurjun II 0.8k

beomgyu x reader

angst

TAEHYUN

｡° when the ice begins to thaw by @soobmint || 10k

iceprince!taehyun x thief!reader

angst, fluff

The rumors of the Ice Prince, Kang Taehyun, that run throughout the kingdom of Glacies are nothing short of terrifying. Known as a spoiled boy who does nothing but take advantage of the horrors bestowed upon the kingdom by his grandfather, the late king, Taehyun is feared and despised by nearly all of his subjects. When you decide to take matters into your own hands as the kingdom’s greatest thief by plotting to steal the crown that harnesses the prince’s unjustly earned powers, you are surprised to find out that perhaps the Ice Prince is not exactly who everyone fears him to be.

｡° star sweeper by @petrichor-han II 16k

seer!taehyun x seer!gn!reader

angst, fantasy, childhood friends to lovers

ever the talented seer, taehyun uses his powers for good and alerts the council of any possible disasters that he sees in his extremely vivid visions. you, a potential seer, are jealous of his powers since yours have yet to develop. but when your powers finally begin to manifest, his begin to wane, and you realize that sometimes getting what you wished for isn’t always for the best—especially as you start realize there’s been a lot of things taehyun has been lying about.

KAI

｡° skittles by @loveliestfelix II 1k

heuningkai x reader

fluff, best friend’s brother

your best friend lea isn’t the only one who is excited for you to come over!

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tokkibbang00 · 2 months

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LOWKEY - C.BEOMGYU (2 - TEASER)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, DO NOT INTERACT. UNEDITED.

synopsis: You never drew a clear line between the both of you, so what stopped the both of you from fucking around with each other. It seemed like a good idea at first, but now, you aren't so sure anymore. It's been two weeks since you've seen Beomgyu. Were you ignoring him? Yes—and you'll do anything you can to prevent yourself from falling for him even further.

pairing: choi beomgyu x afab!reader

genre: fwb to ????, what the fuck are we?, college!au, kinda fluff & angst, slow burn (idk if you even count this as one)

teaser warnings: cursing (?)

a/n: a little surprise :]] coming soon!! <;33

teaser word count: 619

date posted: 02-22-24

part 1. txt masterlist. main masterlist.

The air felt thicker— heavier.

The both of you stood there facing each other. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him.

Wonwoo was right, you can't ignore Beomgyu forever.

“Beomgyu, can we please talk about this some other time?” You said louder, your voice being drowned out by the crowd that was cheering for the band playing on stage.

Frustration was evident on your face and your voice sounded tired.

He took a step closer towards you, he tried reaching for your hand but hesitated when he saw you hug yourself. His eyes searched yours for the nth time that night.

Beomgyu knows you, or at least— he thinks he does.

He couldn't understand why you were distancing yourself— or maybe he did and he just ignored it. He, himself, couldn't even understand how he felt.

“Y/N, please.”

You finally looked up at him. He had desperation written all over him.

He finally got a good look at you for the first time after weeks. Your eyes were cloudy, tired. Your face looked sullen.

Despite that, he still thought you looked beautiful. He hates himself for even thinking of it while you stood there in front of him with that look on your face.

Disappointment? Hurt? Sadness? Anger?

For the first time, he couldn't read you. It felt like you were too far for him to reach.

Your heart ached seeing him search your face for answers, but you're doing this to protect yourself from hurting even further.

“What do you even want to know? There's nothing I can tell you.” You said, your voice in the brink of cracking.

Beomgyu never felt like there was a wall between the both of you, but now he does.

“Why have you been avoiding me? Did I do something wrong?” He asked you, fingers reaching for your cheeks but you moved your head away from him.

“Tell me, Y/N.” His voice slowly failing him.

“Please...”

“Are you guys ready? Let me hear you scream!” The lead singer of the band said through the mic. The crowd cheered as the band built up the music.

A bitter laugh escaped your lips, “No, you didn't. You didn't do anything wrong.”

“Then, what? What did I do for you to resent me so much that you decided that ignoring me felt like that was the best solution there is?”

The frustration and hurt you've been feeling the past few weeks finally caught up to you, tears were threatening to escape your eyes.

Beomgyu tried to reach for you again, but you moved away from him.

“Stop. Don't. Touch me.”

He felt a pang in his chest when he heard you. Something he hasn't felt with you, until now. His lips parted to say something but his own words failed him, nothing came out of his mouth.

You stared at him.

You know that he knows. What's the use of saying it out loud?

The cheers for the band were becoming louder as they continued playing.

He looked like a hurt puppy standing in front of you.

You hated feeling this, you hated feeling guilty for something you weren't supposed to be guilty about.

“You really want to know why, Gyu?”

He looked at you.

That was the first time you've called him that in weeks, he realized. But why does it hurt hearing you say it?

Tears finally fell from your eyes, one after the other. Your fingers clutching on the cloth of your dress as you felt your chest tighten.

“I love you.”

Fireworks finally lit up the sky, the band was still playing and the crowd were in awe as they sang along— watching the colorful display that hovered over their heads.

NOTE: This story is purely fictional. Any traits or decisions of the story's characters do not reflect those of their real life counterparts. This is a work of fiction and is not real. Please separate fiction from reality.

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bluhourz · 1 year

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when he realises

Kai let out another heavy sigh as he looked at his phone. No new notifications. He turned the phone around and put it down harshly on the table, huffing loudly. Yeonjun raised his eyebrows at the maknae from across the room. Deciding to ignore him at first, he continued silently on his own phone. However, when it happened again, he decided to say something.

"Hyuka? Is something wrong?"

"No, everything is fine," came the low reply.

It wasn't very difficult to see he was lying so Yeonjun got up and walked over to sit next to Heuningkai.

"You seem frustrated. Talk to me. What's happening?" he tried again.

Another sigh. The younger boy rubbed his hands over his face a few times before casting his eyes down to avoid his huyng's eyes.

"I'm just waiting for someone to message me. They said they would but I've just not heard from them yet," he started softly, but his voice ended up getting louder the more he spoke. "This is kind of important, you know? Like, I'm also busy. They know my schedule. I can't just wait around the whole day, right?"

Heuningkai's shiny eyes looked up at his hyung, looking for some sort of affirmation. The older of the two ended up letting out his own little sigh at these words.

"It's Y/N, isn't it?" Yeonjun asked gently.

Kai's whole body shot up at this question.

"How do you know?" he blurted out, "I mean... no?"

Yeonjun laughed slightly at the answer. Kai was very obviously caught out. To be honest, they all knew for some time now. Kai's whole face would light up the second you entered the room. He would always make sure you were okay and would nearly run the moment you let him know you needed something. Any person would be able to see how he is feeling.

"What do they need to let you know?" Yeonjun decided to start slowly.

"Just... we were talking about this new cafe we want to visit this weekend. But we were still talking about the time. They might have something else to do as well."

Kai's voice turned soft and defeated the more he spoke. His head had lowered completely and he was avoiding eye contact with his hyung.

"Ah, I see," Yeonjun nodded, "So you were waiting for their message about that?"

Heuningkai grunted as a response. Yeonjun decided to stay quiet for a while, hoping the words would sink into his younger member's brain. Did he realise how insane he sounded right now?

After what he felt was an appropriate amount of time, he spoke up again.

"You know, that kind of sounds like you're in love."

Seeing the shock on Kai's face, he realised it did not in fact sink in.

"What do you mean I'm in love? It's not like I care that much about the plans. It's just that we have been talking about it for so long. And we agreed we would go together. And I think they would really like this one. And I really want to see their face when they try their favourite coffe-"

"What is their favourite coffee?"

"Easy, caramel macchiato."

The silence that followed was deafening.

"Do you see what I mean?" Yeonjun asked gently.

"No, but... In love?" Kai stayed silent for a while longer, "Really? You think so?"

"I'm nearly positive," Yeonjun patted Kai's shoulder gently as he stood up, "Just something to think about."

Kai was left alone with his raging thoughts after that. Staring at his phone's black screen, his mind raced. Was he really in love with you? He always thought he just cared about you a lot, but as a friend. But his hyung's words made him realise. Maybe those were feelings weren't normal towards someone who was just supposed to be your friend. Maybe Yeonjun was right. Maybe he was in love with his best friend.

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shutupheathersorryheatherr · 6 months

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hyuka fic coming out the 15th of this month!!!! ahhhhhh someone tell me to go fuckin write it lol

#heuning kai x reader #txt heuningkai #ghosts rambles #txt ambw #txt fluff #heuning kai smut

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riikive · 6 months

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COFFEE BREAK ⌕ 휴닝카이

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pairing. huening kai x female!oc | genres. comfort/hurt, slightly romance, coffee au, barista au, university au, etc. | warnings. none | word count. 1.1k | request. yes

note. I hope you enjoy this oneshot! I want to relax in a cafe now 😭, but I can't drive and there is no cafe near my university. I guess Starbucks will do it, but still, it is not the same. Thank you for reading! Please leave a comment or reblog this oneshot with a comment or something if you enjoy this story!

Ren just got out of her class after an endless day of exams after exams. She sighed in relief as she stepped out of the university, feeling the cold autumn breeze hit her face. Walking out of the university grounds, she decided to take a stroll around the street before going home.

Walking around Seoul, she spotted a new cafe. She remembered there was a new cafe that is so popular nowadays. She entered the cafe, scanning around to fit a spot to sit. Once she found a spot near the window, she went to the cashier and waited for a barista to take her order. Staring at the menu, she didn't realize a barista had come behind the cashier. "Welcome to Happily Ever After Cafe. What would you like to order today?"

She didn't hear him, just let her mind wander off. "Excuse me, miss?" Quickly, she snapped out of her thoughts. Looking down from the menu, she noticed the barista. Noticing the barista in front of her. She noticed his hair. The barista’s hair was bleached blonde. It was short and layered, and the bottom was just about over his eyes. Some of his hair was lighter, making it seem like the barista had box-dyed his hair instead of going to get it professionally done. As he looked up, he had to shake his head to get part of his hair out of his eyes.

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"Oh, hmm, what would you recommend? Something that isn't bitter or coffee." The man nodded. "I will recommend… a specialty. It isn't on the menu, though." Ren thought about that for a second before answering. "Alright, then I will get that, please. "Alright." He quickly put down the order. Once she paid for her order, she went to her seat and started working on her assignments.

As she worked on her assignments, time passed fairly quickly. "Here is your order." "Huh?" She looked up from her laptop, noticing the same barista in front of her with her drink. "Oh, you don't have to give it to me. I could've gone up and gotten it." He shook his head. "It's alright, you seem very focused. I don't want to disturb you."

"Oh, thank you then." He put down the drink and noticed her assignments on her laptop. "Are you a university student?" She nodded. "I am too. What university do you attend?" "Yonsei University." His eyes widened, and a smile appeared across his face. "Me too, may I ask what your major is?" Ren smiled and nodded. "I am an art student and minor in business. May I ask what yours is?"

"I'm majoring in dance," he answered her. "What year are you in?" "I'm in my 2nd year. You can take a seat if you are available and want." He thought about it for a few seconds. "I will be back. I'm gonna ask for a break." Ren nodded before he ran to the barista counter. As she waited, she worked on her assignments.

A few minutes later, the barista came back with a cake. "Here, this is for you." He put down the plate in front of her. "Oh, I didn't order this." "I know, I just want to give it to you. It is my specialty. It is yet to be put on the menu, and I want to know if it is good in customer opinion before it is put on the menu." Ren's eyes widened. "Oh, alright. I'm glad to eat your specialty." He smiled. "Hope you like it and I am a year older than you. I'm in my 3rd year at the university." She nodded as she took a scoop of the cake.

Letting the cake flavor sit on her tongue, it felt so soft like a cloud. The cake just melts in her mouth, so she doesn't need to chew it. The flavors aren't too strong or too bland. It was just so perfect. "What is this masterpiece?! It is so good!" She covered her mouth with her palm, looking at the barista who was slightly blushed from the compliment. "Thank you, it is a strawberry lemon-flavored cake with a hint of vanilla and chocolate." Her eyes widened. "Really? I didn't notice the vanilla and chocolate taste." He lightly chuckled. "It's because I made it hidden for a reason."

Now she knows about the flavors. The strawberry flavor isn't overpowering the lemon flavor. Same with the lemon. The vanilla and chocolate have a small hint but it isn't noticeable. Everything just blends perfectly together. "What is the name of the cake?" "It is named after the cafe, I am actually one of the co-owners of the cafe."

"Who are the others, may I ask?" "The owner is Soobin-hyung, who works in the front with Beomgyu-hyung and Taehyun. Both of them are the other co-owners. There is one more who is busy with university work since it is his last year. His name is Yeonjun." The barista told her. "I see…oh my, I forgot to ask for your name." "Oh, I'm Huening Kai. If you want, you can call me Hyuka or just Kai." Ren nodded. "I'm Ren, it's a pleasure to meet you." "Same here." They talked a bit more before Kai had to go back to work.

Ren finished her drink and assignments and then packed up to catch the last bus. Huening Kai was about to leave, too. He saw her walking out. Saying his goodbyes to his hyungs, he ran to her. "How was your drink?" He asked. She turned her head to him as she walked to the bus stop. "It was delicious." He smiled. "That is good." They walked together to the bus and went in once it had arrived. The bus was barely crowded, but there were a lot of people. "Go sit, I will stand," he said as he saw an empty seat and spot. She nodded before walking to the seat.

After a while, Ren was about to press the stop button, but Kai beat her to it. "Looks like we are going to the same stop." She slightly blushed at his statement. "Yeah," was all she could say. Once they arrived, both of them quickly got out of the bus. "Let me walk you to your apartment," he said out of the blue. "Huh? You don't need to. It is quite a walk."

"I can't let a lady walk on her own, especially at night. That's not how my mom taught me." Ren felt her cheeks getting a little hot. "Okay." They walked together to her apartment in silence. Once she had arrived, she was about to enter after she punched in the passcode. "Oh wait," she stopped midway. "Thank you for walking me home, Kai." He smiled. "It was nothing." She was hesitant at first, but asked, "Do you want to come inside?"

He shook his head, noticing how uncomfortable she looked. "No, thank you. Go inside now." She nodded. "Good night," she said before closing the door behind her. Kai looked at her apartment door one last time before walking to his apartment.

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