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timextoxhajima · 3 years

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12 Days Of Christmas: The Treehouse

Part of a collaboration project under 12 Days Of Christmas hosted by yours truly.

Member: Hyunjun

Genre: angst, fluff, childhood friends

Word Count: 1.6k

The Christmas playlist was playing in the background, allowing the wooden planks of the room you were sleeping in to absorb all its soundwaves. Had it not been the heater offering both residents of the room, you would’ve frozen stiff.

Then again, things might turn out different, because your ear was pressed into Hyunjun’s hoodie and his arm was wrapped around your shoulders. There was a soft snore emitting from his nose, though not loud enough to call it an actual snore, but loud enough for you to hear the thrumming vibrations through his chest.

I’m just counting down the days before I lose you to your Mrs. Right, aren’t I? Isn’t ironic that I was the one who’s seen you grow up from when you were shorter than me... all the way till now?

Ten years had worn through the both of you in just a blink of an eye, from running through the playgrounds your parents brought you to, to skiing up in the mountains when they brought your families for holiday. The friendship had started off completely platonic, to the point where Hyunjun’s first watch of porn was with you, and not with his male friends.

You cannot help the smile that emerges on your lips when Hyunjun screamed at the screen, and you were the one who had to grab the phone to turn it off.

But I bet you watch it now on a daily basis, don’t you? When did we cross the line where these things couldn’t be shared between friends of the opposite gender?

Hyunjun shuffles in his sleep, finally removing his arm from under your neck but instead wrapping his other arm around your waist, treating you like a bolster. His nose was now just inches away from your eyes, the peace in his face too alluring to ignore.

Normally, the two of you would be against cuddling and sleeping together because on the surface, you were just friends and romantic feelings were never involved, no. But earlier today, when Hyunjun seemed particularly down after school with his Airpods shoved so far into his ear canals he couldn’t hear you, you knew there was something wrong.

You had him in a headlock before he struggles a little bit, though you know he could’ve overpowered you. When you release him, you had expected him to retaliate by ruffling your hair or kicking snow onto your boots, so it worries you when he doesn’t.

What was so wrong that you couldn’t tell me what happened? I recognise that look in your eyes -- you always have them on when you are faced with a problem you cannot solve. Be it a Math question or whether you should get a black or brown coat.

Hyunjun remains quiet through the whole walk back to your neighbourhood, only every now and then offering you a piece of gummy from the pack he had in his hands. Then, when he turns down the road that leads to the treehouse you had built with him before high school, it’s nothing but a confirmation to what was going on in his head.

Or at least, the fact that there was something bothering him.

You pester and nearly pick a fight with him once you reach the treehouse, for he does nothing but hurl his bag in a corner and plop down into the nearest beanbag, sulking for days with his Airpods still in his ears.

It became increasingly frustrating when he refused to speak, so your final method to crack him open was to play pretend-angry. He never liked it when you were angry, especially if it was directed at him. But when Hyunjun ignores you ignoring him, you cannot help the defeated sigh that runs out of your mouth.

Is there something wrong between us? Had I done something wrong that made you rethink our decade worth of a friendship? Or... did you find someone else, that you are afraid to tell me about? If there is someone else in the picture, I hope you never find it difficult to tell me.

Time. That’s what he needs.

Hyunjun continues his boring habit of scrolling through Instagram while you flip through the books that he had brought over from his home, knowing that you’d read it. The scene remains quiet and still for a certain period of time, then you feel the wooden board under your rear sink with some weight.

Turning around, you saw that Hyunjun had gotten to his feet to remove his socks and put on a pair of clean ones the treehouse had. The uniform blazer comes off and he lays it over his bag in the corner of the space. He hasn’t said a single word since you caught up with him after school, igniting nothing but wild thoughts through your head that just won’t shut up.

“Hyunjun,” You finally say. “Are you alrigh--”

“Don’t say anything, please,” His voice is quiet and slightly raspy with the cold weather. Hyunjun’s hair is slightly tousled when he picks up the blanket and lies down in the mattress laid in the middle of the space, head falling into the soft pillow that had a mixture of your hair scents.

“If you have any problems, you know you can tell me, don’t you?”

A pause. It feels like a year.

“I don’t know if you can help me with this one, y/n.”

Nothing feels worse besides not being able to be there for someone... even when you are physically there with that person.

“Right now, I don’t need a solution. But you’re welcomed to join me in a nap if you like.”

A moment of hesitation on your part. You get to your feet as you close the book, carefully climbing into the mattress with him and feeling his warmth radiate onto yours, despite having at least six layers of clothing between your bodies.

He’s never invited you to a nap per se, it’s always been some stupid wrestling match until one of you gives up and then it became a routine that you’d fall asleep on the same bed. There would be pillows in between the two of you, because that’s the norm.

Not this. Not the way you shoved your arm under my neck and had my shoulders in your hold. Not the way you are holding my waist like you were hugging a bolster.

The thoughts finally swarm their way to the surface, and you find yourself speaking your thoughts after the longest time.

“Just what is so wrong that you think I cannot help you with?”

His skin feels like milk when you brush his hair out of his eyes. However, your movements are stopped when his hand that was previously on your waist reaches up to hold your wrist mid-air.

“Did I wake you?” The whisper comes out much softer than you thought, and given that his eyes were still closed, it concerns you that he might not have heard it.

“No,” Then his cat-shaped eyes open and stare right into yours. The gaze feels strange, but you choose not to overthink. That is arguably the worst thing you can do now.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, then it’s fine.”

No, it’s not fine.

“I just don’t want you to keep any secrets from me, that’s all,” Hyunjun releases your wrist, both your hands coming together under your ear. You are looking up into his eyes that were now both wide open, filled with all the stress in the world, and it was unusual in itself. Usually, he’d be the one to help you destress.

“It’s not that I don’t want to talk about it... I just--” You can tell he’s holding himself back from saying something that could potentially ruin your friendship. He’s in love.

“You’re in love, aren’t you?”

Hyunjun eyes dart away for a split second, then returns to you.

“I don’t know--”

“Like, in love love.”

“What does ‘in love love’ even mean?”

“Well, like you’d want to marry her and like-- have kids with her or something.”

Hyunjun studies your facial expressions for a few moments, face void of any expression. It makes him hard to read, but your vulnerable stupidity has already exposed your own feelings to him.

Then he has this little smile on his lips, the kind that you didn’t know you missed it until you saw it.

“And may I know just who do you think I’m ‘in love love’ with?”

“Why in the world would you think I know who you are ‘in love love’ with? Does it look like I can read your mind? If I could, I wouldn’t have spent so much time dealing with your silent treatment and letting you ignore me like I’m a damn ghost--”

All of a sudden, it tastes like sugar and gummy bears. Hyunjun’s eyes are fluttered shut but yours are wide open.

What?? Is??? Happening??

He pulls away for just a mere inch, eyes opening to greet your confused ones. The chuckle that rings through the air suddenly sounds like bells agains the Christmas music in the background.

“Do me a favour and close your eyes would you? You’re the one I’m ‘in love love’ with, no need to be so stressed about it.”

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bcsoftbz · 5 years

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Fashion Scribbles

Hyunjoon (Hwall) is your soulmate, and one day decide to find out how he is like.

Hyunjoon (Hwall) x Reader

Soulmate AU

Word count: 840

Hyunjoon was writing down notes when his daily scribbles started to take form on his arm. Hyunjoon was a fashion student, so for his soulmate to be creative too was just fun. In fact, everyone had a soulmate in this world. Whatever they wrote on their arm/hand, it showed up on the soulmate too.

Hyunjoon would usually roll up his sleeves just to see when you would start to draw. It was usually lines, with flowers. Sometimes it would be happy faces along with positive words for him. No matter what it was, it always made him smile. It was the best part of the day.

Hyunjoon in other hand, he usually wrote times to remember, or if he had errands somewhere. It all started when you noticed the shops he wrote up. You recognised the name of them, however you were too scared to find out who your soulmate was. What if you would make your soulmate disappointed? You always drew blue flowers when you felt down, and by now you were sure your soulmate was aware of this. Just when you were about to draw another flower you noticed the text above the flower. It was the local coffee shop and a timestamp. ”Date?” You scribbled down on your arm. You knew you shouldn’t ask, but you were curious. ”Come and find out.” Slowly popped up on your arm. Your heart started to beat like crazy and you felt anxious. What if it was a trap? Your soulmate could’ve been a serial killer. You texted your best friend and told her to call you around 8pm. If you wouldn’t answer she would have the permission to call the cops. With that settled you decided that today was going to be the day.

It was around 6pm. It was getting dark and chilly outside so you decided to put on a white turtleneck, along with a black thin coat. You went to the coffee shop that was written on your arm. You ordered a latte and took a seat at a table. You took out your mini laptop and started to work on your assignment from your university program.

You checked the time. It was five over and no one had enter. If they did, the all bought coffee to go. No one stayed. You rolled up your sleeve to see some scribbles. Your eyes looked around in the room. No one seemed to be your soulmate. You decided to draw a blue rose. You noticed how your soulmate drew a happy face. You quickly looked around, until you locked eyes with a guy that sat at the table in front of yours. You close your laptop to look at his arm. It was painted with your rose. Suddenly the guy started to draw on his arm, so you looked at your arm to see what he was doing. ”Found you :)”

The boy took his cup and took a seat at your table. ”You were cuter then what I had imagine.” He says as his head rests on his hand. His words made you blush. ”Hyunjoon?” You asked carefully. ”It’s me y/n, it’s me.” He confirmed with a warm smile. ”What are you writing?” He asks as he jumped closer. ”Ah, it’s for my art presentation.” You say with a shy smile. ”Don’t be shy.” Hyunjoon says, with his eyes glued on you. ”I just never thought my soulmate would… I always thought…” ”Thought what?” He asks concerned. ”Wouldn’t like me…” ”Why?” He ask as he took your hand in both his. ”I don’t know…” You sigh, feeling bad for destroying the nice atmosphere.

”Look y/n, we are soulmate for a reason. If I would judge you, you would judge me too. You are an amazing painter, and me… I can’t even remember my mom’s birthday.” He says along with a laugh that makes you laugh along with him. ”No but for real, I even want you to help me out for my next fashion project in school. Actually that’s why I got you here. We will have a fashion show and our only catch is to collaborate with someone. I wan’t to collaborate with you, so what do you say?” You couldn’t stop smiling when you heard everything. ”I’m in.” You say as you shake his hand. ”It will be a fun journey to work with you.” Hyunjoon says, holding your hand a little extra. You look at your hands and he let go of it as he clear his throat. ”It’s getting late, we should head back.” He says nervously as he put on his black fake fur coat. You were giggling as you put on your coat. ”Write down time, date and place and I’ll be there.” You say as you pick up your stuff. ”I know something better.” The fashionista in front of you says. He take out a pen and start write on his hand. It is numbers. ”Call me tomorrow.” He says as he takes your hand and lead you out.

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saltyhyunjae · 3 years

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hey mar! how are you? also, I saw your reblog and that you write for hyunjoon! can I request a fic? It could be angst or fluff (no smut pls, since I'm a minor) take ur time, it's okay if you can't <3

hiii!! i’m doing good! thank you for your request i hope you like it!! <33

SORRY NOT SORRY

pairing: hyunjoon x reader

genre: angst

wc: 611

song rec: sorry not sorry by monsta x

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i don’t want to stay

After meeting each other in high school you and Hyunjoon have been dating ever since. You two are so used to being together, you don’t even know what it’s like to be apart from each other.

Hyunjoon sighs as he walks to your apartment complex. It’s been raining and it’s late at night but he couldn’t wait until tomorrow to tell you what has been on his mind. He didn’t want to feel like this. He wanted to be with you for the rest of his life. If someone told him back in high school that he would fall out of love with you, he would never believe them. He mentally prepares himself as he makes his way to your door.

i don’t want to play

He hesitates when reaches your door. He rings the bell even though he knows your password. His birthday. He sighs waiting for you to open the door. “Hyunjoon?” You ask, voice mixed with confusion and tiredness. “It's 2:30. What are you doing here so late?” You give him a tired smile.

“I need to get something off my chest.” You let him in and sit on the couch while stands in front of you. How does he tell you he’s grown tired of you?

“Is there something wrong?” You look up at him with a worried expression, no longer smiling. Back then he would do anything for you to only look happy, now he could care less.

“Let's break up.” He coldly says. “What?” You stand up. “I wanna break up.” You start to tear up. “What? Why? Did I do something wrong?” He shakes his head before sighing. “It’s better for the both of us to not be together.” He turns to face the door, but you grab onto his arm before he can’t start walking.

“No, baby please. We can work this out together. Whatever it is, we can make it through.” He shakes his arm out of your grip. “I don’t love you anymore.” He turns to face you. It’s true his heart doesn’t beat faster anymore when he holds you, when you smile at him or when he holds your hand.

It feels like your whole world has fallen down. Hyunjoon is all you know. You don’t know how you would survive without him. You wonder what went wrong. Is there someone else?

sorry i’m not sorry, i don’t think it’s my fault

You honestly don’t know why it came as a surprise to you. Hyunjoon has been acting so weird to you for the last few months. But you’ve never expected to break up with him. You two were the high school sweethearts, the couple that everyone thought would be together forever. You loved him unconditionally, how could he be like this.

“How about we just take a little break?” He rolls his eyes at you. “Hyunjoon please, we’ve been together for so long.”

it’s so clear in my eyes, don’t know why, i can’t help it

“Y/n, grow up. It was just a high school thing. Did you really think we were going to be together forever? I’ve grown tired of you. There’s nothing to fix.” You start crying, your heart broken into a million pieces. He looks at your state feeling nothing. He grabs your shoulder, making you look at him. He looks you dead in the eye as he starts speaking again. “I never want to see you again.” There he goes. He walks out of the door and out of your life.

you’re never gonna see me again

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darkfairy-tales · 4 years

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Coffee

Description: Younghoon hates coffee. But he visits the cafe near his house everyday and drinks coffee as an excuse to see the cute owner.

Pairing: Younghoon x Chanhee (Bbangnyu)

Genre: Fluff, Romance

Younghoon drags himself out of his bed at 6 am. It is early. He should be resting for fuck's sake. After all it was sunday. It was the day where people stayed in their beds till late and rest. Younghoon used to do the same. Until a month ago. Until the cafe near his house opened. Until he saw the cute owner. Call him a sap but it was love at first sight. Yep Younghoon was totally whipped. He didn't liked coffee. God he hated coffee. It was bitter and just looked plain boring with its brown color. It wasn't Younghoon's type. But he had learnt to drink coffee everyday. After all getting a coffee was the easiest excuse he had to go see the owner of the cafe. He goes to his bathroom and freshen up washing his face and brushing his teeth. After grooming himself he goes downstairs with a book he had gotten from the library and his phone. He sees his housemate Jacob already awake and in the kitchen making coffee. "Going out to see the cutie again?" Jacob questions with a knowing look. Younghoon feels his face getting hotter as his cheeks turned a light pink. "You should try talking to him you know. It has been a month and you only know his name." Jacob snickers as he brings his cup of coffee and takes a sip. Younghoon grumbles as he walks out of the house.

He walks down the sidewalk as he mentally prepares himself to see the cute owner. But he knew he could never be prepared. The owner, whose name he learned was Chanhee, was pretty. Too pretty. Chanhee was ethereal. Younghoon could say with no hesitation that he has never seen someone as beautiful and as pretty as Chanhee. He wasn't even exaggerating. He reaches the cafe in a few minute and he stands in front of the glass door like an idiot for another good minute. With a deep breath, he opens the door and walks inside. The bell chimes lightly as he walks in. The sound causing Chanhee to look up from his phone. A sweet smile forms on the male's lips when he sees Younghoon. "Good morning Younghoon~ Should I give you the usual?" He speaks. If Younghoon looked calm to others at that moment then they were wrong. Internally he was screaming. Chanhee's voice was smooth and light. Younghoon was convinced that Chanhee has the voice of an angel ever since the first he had heard his voice. "Good morning. Yes please the usual." He says willing himself to not stutter. Chanhee gives him another smile as he goes to prepare Younghoon's drink. A latte, it was what he usually drank.

Younghoon takes a seat and places his phone on the table. He opens the book he brought with him. It was a young adult romance novel called "To All The Boys I've Loved Before" by the author named Jenny Han. He is not really sure why he even got this book but he was mildly interested by the name of the book. As he was reading through the first page Chanhee approaches him with his latte and a plate filled with some chocolate chip cookies. He places them down on the table. Younghoon looks at the cookies and at Chanhee. "I didn't asked for cookies..." He trails down a bit awkward and a bit shy. "It is on house." Chanhee says and without further words the smaller male works away living Younghoon with his heart thumping hard against his chest. 'Calm down dear stupid heart.' He internally says. He tries to go back to reading the book but he can barely focus. He looks up at Chanhee who seems to be making a drink for himself. He stares shamelessly as the male makes the drink. After the drink was done Chanhee pours it in another glass and takes a sip from it. Some of the whip cream from the drink are left on the coner of his lips. Younghoon curses at himself internally when he sees the younger poke his tongue out a bit and licking off the whip cream from the corner of his lips. "Fuck that's cute." Younghoon mumbles to himself as he closes his book. He had realized that he is not going to be able to read at all.

He looks back at Chanhee who sighs as he looks down at his drink. 'Say something idiot.' He thinks to himself. Trying to come up with something to say. "Uh hey you can s-sit with me right now." He stutters out catching Chanhee's attention. 'Great. You just had to stutter like some high schooler talking to their crush.' He scolds himself mentally. Surprisingly Chanhee grabs his drink as he comes up to where Younghoon was sitting putting down his drink on the table beside Younghoon's. He sits on the opposite side. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here." Chanhee says and jesus christ Younghoon feels like he is about to have a heart attack. "It's okay. I don't mind." Younghoon says. Chanhee gives him a grateful smile and takes another sip from his cup. "You are really beautiful." Younghoon blurts out, his face turning bright red when he realized he had spoken his thoughts out loud. Chanhee looks surprised but he doesn't looked creeped out or so as Younghoon had thought. "Well thank you. You are really handsome too." Chanhee says with a flirty tone. "I am not... that handsome." Younghoon says rubbing the back of his neck suddenly getting more shy than he already was. "I am not lying. I am sure you have girls and boys running after you. You probably have a lover too." Chanhee snorts. Younghoon knew Chanhee was right at least about girls and boys running after him. He didn't liked to brag about his visual or so but it didn't changed the fact that Younghoon had the visuals that leaves people whipped. "I don't have a lover. But I do have my eyes on someone." He answered. He internally pats himself for not stuttering again. "That's great. I am sure they must like you too." Chanhee says, his expression unreadable. "I am not sure. He is really pretty. Beautiful. What if he already has a lover or so?" Younghoon asks staring at Chanhee.

The smaller male lets out a small huff. "Not all pretty and beautiful person have a lover you know." Chanhee muttered. "Then what about you? Do you have a lover?" Younghoon blurts out. "I don't sadly. Used to have one though we ended things." Chanhee says. Younghoon hums as he drinks his latte, then picking up a cookie and eating it. As expected it tasted very good. He stares at Chanhee who seems to be in thinking about something, in a daze. 'Say something. Come on Younghoon! Ask him out.' He internally screamed at himself. Like jacob had told him, he really did needed to say something and interact more with Chanhee. He needs to grow some balls as Jacob's boyfriend Kevin had told him. "Would you like to go out with me?" Younghoon blurts out fast. "H-Huh?" Chanhee looked at him confused. He didn't quite heard the maleas he was deep in his thought. "What I said is.. Would you like to go out with me?" Younghoon asked again, his fingers fiddling with each other feeling nervous. Chanhee smiled brightly at his words. "Are you perhaps asking me out on a date Younghoon-ssi?" He teased making the said male blush. "Yes." He said, his face flushed. "You are so cute~" Chanhee snickered adorably. "So will you?" Younghoon asked. "Yes handsome. I would love to. But about that someone you had eyes on." Chanhee asked remembering Younghoon's words from a while ago. "That someone is you idiot." Younghoon huffs as leaned back. Embrassed, wanting the floor to just open up and swallow him.

"Really?" Chanhee asked surprised. "Y-Yeah..." Younghoon trails off. "That's... wow I didn't expected that. I mean.. You sure? You really had your eyes on me?" Chanhee asked, cheeks tinted pink similar to Younghoon. "Yes really! I mean I don't even like coffee but I come here to drink one as an excuse to see you." Younghoon says and then freezes up when he realized what he just said. 'Oh shit I must sound creepy. God' He internally groans. "You drink coffee which you hate just so you can use it as an excuse to meet me?" Chanhee asks pointing at himself and then he starts laughing. "Oh my god. Poor you! Why would you even drink coffee if you hate it. You are an idiot." Chanhee gasps out between laughs. "Hey don't laugh at me. I didn't had any other excuse okay." He defends himself. "You are so cute." Chanhee states as he calms down. "You are even more cuter. Have you even seen yourself? You are like really really pretty." Younghoon says making Chanhee smile bigger at the compliments. Just then Younghoon's phone rang. He looked at the caller name and realized it was Jacob. He quickly picked up the call. "Hey Hoon. Can you come back fast? I am so sorry for calling you when you are probably having a 'moment' or whatever you wanna call it. But I really need your help." Jacob said. Younghoon hummed. "It's okay hyung I will come back now." He replies then ended the call.

He looked at Chanhee who looks at him with raised eyebrow. "My hyung. He needs help so I have to go back." He mumbles a bit sad that he had to leave chanhee. "Oh. Of course. But wait let me get you something." Chanhee says as hw stands up. After a few minutes he comes back out with a box. "Here. You can... You know share it with your hyung. It's cookies and it's on the house." Chanhee says handing Younghoon a well packed box of cookies. Hesitantly Younghoon accepts it. He felt bad for taking it for free but Chnahee didn't let him pay. The smaller didn't even let him pay for the coffee too. Instead telling him to rush back home as his hyung was probably waiting for him. With a pout Younghoon walks back home. When he reaches his home he is greeted by Kevin and Jacob in the kitchen. "Thank god you are here. I am sorry. But me and Kevin need your help in moving some furnitures." Jacob said. "It's alright hyung. Here. Chanhee gave me." Younghoon says handing Jacob the box of cookies. "That's kind of him." The older says as he puts it down on the counter and opens it. His eyes widen when he saw what was inside. Cookies of different types were in it. But something even more 'important' was there. A slip of paper. "Younghoon I think you should see this." Jacob says as he pulls out the paper handing it to Younghoon who looked confused. He grabs the paper and read its content.

"I also had my eyes on you for a while and I would totally like to hang out with you. A date maybe? Text me :)

[Inserts phone number]

- Choi Chanhee

Younghoon gasp. "HE GAVE YOU HIS NUMBER?!" Kevin hollers as he gives Younghoon a side hug. "Finally! There is a progress." Jacob says wiping fake tears. "What are you waiting for idiot! Save that number and text him!" Kevin encourages. Younghoon does as he is told. He saved the number and sent a simple text. A big smile growing on his face. Finally he was having the chance to speak and interact more with the cute owner who he had been after for a whole month. He knew it was a start of something beautiful. A great chance of making Chanhee his and he sure as hell was not going to pass this chance. After all Kim Younghoon had spent a whole month drinking coffee, a drink he hates just to use it as an excuse to see the said male and maybe, Younghoon realizes, he might not hate coffee if it was made by Choi Chanhee.

Hello guys!!! I hope you enjoyed this story hehe. I am so soft for BbangNyu. Seeing them cuddle even while standing is the cutest. They make me feel more single than I am 💔

Anyway please don't forget to like and reblog this! I will continue writing more. You can check out my masterlist! I have it pinned 💙💙 Stay tuned for more. Love you all. Buii (๑・ω-)～♥”

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zerot0all · 5 years

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~𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕆𝕐ℤ~

𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤

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ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ: Mature; violence, mentions of gambling addiction, smut and angst.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ |

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[sᴀɴɢʏᴇᴏɴ] Suit & Tie | Butterfly Kisses |

[ʏᴏᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ] Gentle | Listen | Imagine | Insatiable |

[ʜʏᴜɴᴊᴀᴇ] The Man | Knock Knock | My Side | Smooches |

[ᴇʀɪᴄ] Friend zone | Tough | My Only One | Privacy |

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Updated: October 16, 2019

(I will be working on single masterlists for the groups we have a lot of content on. The rest will most likely be on the main masterlist, after finishing a few more like these. Thank you.)

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sunwoocloud · 3 years

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↳ last update: apr 29, 2021

lee sangyeon ✧ ↳ soon

bae jacob / joonyoung ✧ ↳ sunflower (fluff)

kim younghoon ✧ ↳ confession (fluff)

lee hyunjae / jaehyun ✧ ↳ soon

lee juyeon ✧ ↳ fever dream (fluff) ↳ drunk on you (fluff) ↳ isn't this a lovely day? (fluff)

moon kevin / hyungseo ✧ ↳ good together (fluff)

choi chanhee / new ✧ ↳ soon

ji changmin / q ✧ ↳ soon

ju haknyeon ✧ ↳ soon

kim sunwoo ✧ ↳ oxytocin (fluff)

sohn eric / youngjae ✧ ↳ soon

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blinblon · 4 years

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Love & Pain

Ai sinceramente eu amo essa, talvez pelas cores vibrantes da saturação estourada que coloquei 🤡 mas ai, a seulgi tá dando uma cartinha de amor pro Hwall escondido do suposto namoradinho hyunjae (?) cES TÃO VENDO pedido da Yunmii an

#funny #cute #k-pop #capa #the boyz #hwall #the boyz hwall #hyunjae #the boyz hyunjae #seulgi #red velvet #capa para social spirit #capa divertida #capa romântica #capa fluffy #capa de fanfic

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bellechess · 4 years

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The boy is perfect (blackstage)

#capa de fanfic #capa clean #capa #edit clean #capa the boyz #hwall #the boyz edit #edit hwall #clean

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soobinslight · 5 years

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Comfy | Hwall x idol!reader

Summary: You keep stealing Hwalls clothes.

Word count:

Pairing: idol!Hwall x Idol!reader

[A/N] This scenario might be turned into a series, also please ask Requests as many as you want it doesn’t matter. Also sorry for this being late I was having a hard time with stuff

Enjoy!

You got out of practice around 11:00pm ,you had to practice since it was a comeback. You were an amazing dancer but you needed more practice. Walking away from the JYP building, you put on your mask and started heading to the boyz dorm. All the members of the boyz knew you were dating the chic baby Hwall. Most fans didn’t know that you guys were dating, some speculated. After some minutes you finally arrived at the boyz dorm. You walk in quietly since most of the members are sleeping, except Kevin, Eric ,hwall,Younghoon and new. They are watching a kdrama. “Hi guys” you said as you plooped on the couch, next to Kevin. “ where’s Hwall? You asked. “Oh he’s in his room showering.”Eric said. “Ok thank you” you said walking to the bedroom. You sat on the bed fiddling your fingers. “Where does he keep his clothes at”you said quietly as you walked to the dresser. Your clothes were sticky and sweating from the practice, so why not borrow some from your boyfriend. You picked a shirt that was way to long and big and the smallest part of shorts you can find and put it on. You neatly folded your clothes and put them on the table. You sat on the bed and turned on the tv. You were so comfy and drifting off to sleep that you didn’t notice Hwall.

“Hi jaji” he said walking towards the bed. “Hi” you said rubbing your eyes. “What are you doing here? He asked laying down next to you. Pulling the blankets over him body. “Well I don’t know I just wanted to be with you.” You replied. “Oh cool, well do you want to watch something or no?” Hwall asked you ,pulling you close. “Sure what do you have in mind?” “How about a funny movie” you said getting excited. “ Yea I love funny movies.” He said.

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1 hour later

You guys were half way through the movie ,some parts of it were so funny when you guys laughed you couldn’t breathe. It was 12:35am and the movie just ended, you were still awake and Hwall was...sleeping? He was probably talking in his sleep saying stuff like how pretty you look when you are sleep or awake, or why you look so cute in his clothes. “Hey hwallie your talking in your sleep again.” You said waking him up. “Really what was I saying?” He said with a sleepy voice. “ oh about how cute I look in your clothes and stuff.” You said smiling. “I mean you do look cute but why do you always steal my clothes,you always take them and never bring them back.” He said looking at you. “But they are soooo comfyyy and they smell good.” You said snuggling your head in his soft neck. “You will have to give them back soon so...” he said trailing off. “ I know , I know that I just want to sleep ok?” You said looking at him with puppy eyes.“ how can I say no to your adorable face.” He said squishing your cheeks.

Also I know you wanted some Hwall writing so I had this in store for something here @joonsberet0309 I have the one you requested early in progress might be up some where in between tomorrow or Thursday since I have exams. See ya mate 💓

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not-majestic-bluenicorn · 4 years

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❗️Please do not repost or take anything from here, that’s not very nice.

⮑ My AO3

⮑ |F| = Fluff, |M| = Mature, |A| = Angst

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Series

↳ Flower Boys’ Crack House |F|

Restaurant Owners!Chatfic AU || Everyone x Everyone

Status: Suspended because I’m not funny

Changmin: guys ;A; we need help

Eric: what is it hyung?

Jaehyun: Juyeon just started a fucking fire in the kitchen

Sunwoo: ...

Juyeon: I'm sorry...

Mini Series / One Shots

↳ Chicken Nuggets |M|

Idolverse || Kevin x Younghoon

Status: Finished

Younghoon thinks it’s hot when Kevin speaks English. He also thinks he deserves Kevin’s undivided attention. So when Younghoon sees Kevin is having a live with their fans, in English, he decides it’s his right to go claim Kevin’s attention and rile him up. Sangyeon supports this, but Kevin doesn’t find it funny to have an erection in the middle of a live and decides to give Younghoon a little punishment.

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madpenfan · 5 years

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Cake In The Face

Inspired by what @igot7biasestoomany and I were talking about!!

Husband!Q x Female Reader

Summary: it’s traditional at every wedding to smash cake in each other’s faces and Q had other plans...

“I do.”

You had been waiting to say these two simple to the man you loved. Q had proposed to you well over a year ago and since then the two of you had been busy planing your special day. Now here you were at the alter on a beautiful sunny day. The wind gently blew your veil as you and Q held hands.

Q gave you a big smile as the words “You now May kiss the bride” were said. Q let go of your hands and gently cupped your face as he pulled you into a gentle but yet passionate kiss. The people in attendance cheered and you could hear Kevin and Sangyeon crying together. Q pulled away and took your hand in his and led you back down the aisle as everyone continued to cheer.

After doing a tiring photo session with both sides of the family, and the members of course, you were more than ready to sit down at the reception and enjoy some dinner. You stood at the sidelines as you watched as Q posed with his groomsmen (aka The Boyz). You smiled at the twelve of them did a series of goofy and serious photos with each other.

“Hey y/n!!” You heard the photographer yell.

You glanced at them upon hearing you name called.

“Come and get in this one.” They ordered.

You walked over and stood in the middle next to Q with the rest of the boys. Q rubbed his hand up and down your back as the shutter of the camera went off. The photographer looked at the camera and smiled at the result.

“You all are free to go to the reception now.” They said as they walked away.

“Alright!” Haknyeon said excitedly as he stretched. “Now we can go and get some food!!!”

Q chuckled. “Wait we need to do the introductions first”

Haknyeon pouted and let out a sigh. “That’s gonna take forever.”

Sangyeon gave Hankyeon a small wack on the back of his head. “No complaining okay. Q and y/n have been planning this wedding for a long time. You’ll get to food at some point.”

Haknyeon mumbled something under his breath and then followed everyone to the doors of where the reception would be held. You watched as the bridal party was announced and walked into the area doing goofy poses as they entered to the music. Then final it was your turn. You gave Q’s hand a quick squeeze and he smiled at you and planted a kiss on the top of your head.

“You ready?” He asked quietly.

“As long as I’m with you Changmin I’m always ready.”

Q smiled at your comment and looked ahead waiting for the mc to introduce you both.

“And finally ladies and gentlemen we have our newly wed couple Mr. and Mrs. Ji Changmin!!” The MC said excitedly.

Q led you in and raised your hands in the air like he was declaring victory. You laughed as he yelled with the biggest grin on his face. Your husband pulled you in for another kiss earning another round of cheers followed by a “GET IT Q” most likely from Eric.

Your maid of honor then came over and took your flowers so that you and Q could have the first dance together. Q spun you around the dance floor in an elegant manor leaving everyone in awe. Your dress was one that was perfect to be twirled in and you saw Q smile as you did.

Soon after dinner was served and everyone was having a good time mingling with one another. You were pleased with how everything turned out and that everyone was having a good time. And finally it was time to cut the cake. The best part of the wedding. You and Q walked over to the cake and held the knife together and cut the first slice. After cutting it into a piece big enough to feed each other you opened you mouth to have your new husband to feed it to you only instead to have it smashed in your face. You made an attempt to do it in return only to discover your husband running away doing his famous dolphin scream.

“Get back here!!!” You yelled, chasing after him with a handful of cake.

You and your husband ran around the dance floor as the others were laughing and shouting words of encouragement. After a few minutes Sangyeon finally stepped in to help you and caught Q so you could smash the cake into his face, which you gladly did. Q’s face scrunched as the icing and cake came into contact with his face.

“Ha!” You said triumphantly.

Q laughed as he wiped the frosting from his eye and then wiping it on your nose. You laughed and kissed his cheek before taking a napkin to wipe off the mess.

“I love you.” Q said as you wiped his face.

“I love you too.”

#kpop #the boyz #the boyz eric #the boyz sangyeon #the boyz haknyeon #the boyz hwall #the boyz hyunjae #the boyz jacob #the boyz juyeon #the boyz q #the boyz kevin #the boyz sunwoo #the boyz new #the boyz scenarios #the boyz younghoon #the boyz fluff #the boyz fanfic

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timextoxhajima · 4 years

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THE BOYZ: GEN Z SERIES

1 SERIES, 11 + 1 CHAPTERS

COMING SOON

Disclaimers:

I’m still in the midst of planning/finalising my ideas so whatever you see here now might not end up as the final product. A to BOYZ is still being released weekly, hopefully every members’ will be up so I can write them based off their individual content.

Title: Maybe It’s Not Our Fault

Theme: CEO

Quote: Simple is Sangyeon

Inspired By: “Maybe It’s Not Our Fault” by Baek Yerin Cover

TItle: Crimson Crown

Theme: Royalty

Quote: Want to be angry, Jacob?

Inspired by: “I.F.L.Y” Bazzi Cover

Title: Two Worlds

Theme: Prince/Chaebol

Quote: Jealousy makes Younghoon icy

Inspired by: unconfirmed

Title: The Third Eye

Theme: Immortal Being (fantasy)

Quote: Sassy Hyunjae speaks out

Inspired by: “When Love Passes By” by IU Cover

Title: Flowers Under Skin

Theme: Racer

Quote: Juyeon is not such a good boy

Inspired by: “In your eyes” by The Weeknd Cover

*Plot will not overlap with stripper juyeon

Title: Bullseye

Theme: High School Archer

Quote: We need to talk about Kevin

Inspired by: unconfirmed, considering his “bad guy” cover

Title: Puzzle Pieces

Theme: Best Friend

Quote: Don’t get moody Chanhee wrong

Inspired by: unconfirmed

Title: Invisible Blindfolds

Theme: Dance partner

Quote: Why can’t Changmin be depressed?

Inspired by: “Maniac” by Conan Gray Cover

Title: The Brightest Blackhole

Theme: Celebrity

Quote: Haknyeon’s confidence always goes big

Inspired by: unconfirmed

Title: Cotton Clouds

Theme: Runaway royalty

Quote: Hyunjun’s feelings are not fake

Inspired by: “Baragi” by Hyunjun

Title: Everything Bright

Theme: Bad Boy

Quote: Sunwoo ain’t down with inferiority

Inspired by: “100 Degrees” by Rich Brian Cover

Title: Metallic Grey

Theme: Ex-crush

Quote: Sometimes Eric is sensitive

Inspired by: unconfirmed

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theboyz-engup · 5 years

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Daydream - Hwall 2019 Birthday One Shot

Days felt like dreams when you were with him. He grabs your hand and suddenly, you were in a flurry of snow or fall leaves or spring flowers. Kisses rained down from the sky and fell on every part of your skin they could find. When you took a breath in, all you smelled was lemons and mint toothpaste. Your time would fly through trees and into open fields, bathing in the bright sun and wasting itself in cool water baths. He made you feel breathless and light, like the most infinite being to ever exist. Just being able to look into his eyes and experience the way he saw life made you thirst for it more and more but also made you regretful. Did you make him feel the same?

Hands slipped in front of your eyes, sun rays filtering in between the crack of his fingers. You could hear the giggle in his throat and tried to guess how he looked before you saw him, not moving from your place. Instead, you just closed your eyes and waited for him to whisper, “knock, knock.”

“Who is it?” you breathed, playing along. He thought of a new one every time, probably stealing most off the internet. It was ridiculous but it was part of his charm. He was ridiculous.

“Robin.” Immediately, Hyunjoon seemed to chuckle, though he tried hard to hold it. You could feel his hands moving as he tried to walk around the bench and come up in front of you.

“Robin who?”

“I’m robbin’ you,” he giggled, removing his hands. You blinked back a bit, eyes adjusting to the light as he came into clearer view. He was pointing a finger gun at you, other hand gripping his wrist, and his face was made to look threatening. “Now, put your hands in the air.”

You did as you were told but stood up and walked towards him, keeping eye contact. His finger hit just below your collarbone and you stopped, smiling a bit. “That was worse than usual. I think I might have to be making a citizen’s arrest for that one.”

“Oh, yeah?” he challenged, lowering his hand and coming in closer. He was wearing a black hat today, one whose rim flared all around his head. You liked to call him a fisherman when he wore these hats but, after a bit of a fuss last time you said so, you tried to refrain from it.

Instead, your fingers wrapped lightly around the material and you pulled him closer to you, daring to place a kiss on his lips. He leaned forwards and you counted the times his skin touched yours, listening to the way his arm wrapped around the lower part of your back and the way his heart beat in his throat. Closing your eyes, you felt as if you could really see him.

“Happy birthday, by the way,” you murmured, moving just far enough away to look at him without crossing eyes. He seemed to breathe life into you, giving air to wings that spread and wrapped around his shoulders. Knowing you before Joon, you would’ve hated to see a couple out in public on some random street near some random bus stop acting like the whole world belonged to them; but little did you know that it really did feel like you owned every moment when you were with someone like him.

“Are you going to make me spend it in jail?” He pouted, playing with you. His eyes danced around your face, trying to take all of you in.

You thought for a moment, putting more weight backwards than forwards so he slightly tipped down with you. A small chuckle on your lips, you murmured, “I guess I’ll give you a free pass.”

“A get out of jail free card?” The monopoly reference was one he felt proud of, probably thinking about that one time Chanhee teased him for never playing monopoly before he turned eighteen.

“I am a lenient officer,” you admitted sweetly, puffing your chest a bit. Hyunjoon’s body pushed against it for a moment before he pulled away, moving to grasp your hand. He liked to give you a dumb spin whenever he was feeling lighter than the clouds themselves and so, you let him tug you into a few small turns.

Holding his hand made you feel like two balloons floating in the wind, tied to nothing but themselves. Your fingers were ribbons that tangled into each other and grew tighter and tighter with each pull and each gust of air. Today, he was a deep blue balloon, jean jacket much too big on him and hanging low. His jeans were ripped at the knees and a few other places, exposing his skin to the cold, and his shirt was messily tucked in at the front, exposing a small belt. His earrings shone when the light caught them, though he tried hard to cover most of his exposed skin with a long coat that stretched as far as his calves.

The weather had significantly improved over the past few days leading up to his birthday and you could see Hyunjoon growing brighter for it. He hated hiding his clothes, saying it was a shame and complaining about it once or twice so you always made sure to take him to sit down places where you could see what he’d prepared for you to see. Once, he took off his earring just to see how it would look on you, beaming and letting you keep it on the whole karaoke night. He was sweet like that all the time and you wondered what you’d done to deserve something like this.

“You’re going to catch a cold if you don’t zip up,” you pointed out, noticing how the wind started to pick up. He swiftly let go of your hand and did as he was told, murmuring something about Changmin.

“He told me to do that too, I was just so excited..”

His cheeks rounded out whenever he said sweet things, things he knew would touch your heart, and you hoped it was blush that dusted across his face and not the wind nipping at his skin. Without a thought, he brought his palm face to face with yours again, the spaces between your fingers being perfect for his.

“Are you sure you want ice cream? It’s still kind of cold, we could get something warmed instead?” Your mouth worked ahead of your mind, worry slipping by your tongue. He looked down at you, the slightest bit offended.

“Y/n, ice cream is my birthday tradition,” he started, sounding very serious, “it’s either this or an ice cream cake and I know for sure Juyeon and Jaehyun did not get me an ice cream cake because they can’t follow directions.”

Chuckling, you took a small look behind you to say, “what if they heard you, Hyun?”

Sheepishly, he shrugged. “They would still love me.”

You leaned up on your shoes, just a pair of converse this time around, and placed a kiss on his cheek. The colour that spread there was definitely not the wind and it made you smile to think that you could make him feel just as many butterflies as he could for you.

“Cookie dough?” he asked you once you reached the quaint little shop. There was a fridge with cakes on one side of the room and the other freezer had homemade ice cream packages. Lining the windows were tables and chairs, some high and some low to fill the place with a mismatched feeling of home. Some in-house board games were stacked on a table in the middle and people came and went inside the glass shop, games and cups of ice cream in hand.

You nodded, turning from a game of snakes and ladders to meet his eyes. He gave you a smile and it was enough to beckon you forwards, going to wrap your arms around him once he was finished paying. There was something about him that created a pull in your chest. It felt as if someone tethered you to each other and you’d spent all your life struggling to find each other, pulling on the wrong strings in a tangle of ropes, hoping it was them. Suddenly, you found each other and you couldn’t bear to live apart. Each smile was another tug forwards, to make sure either of you didn’t go too far. Hands held or sleeping with your head on his chest, legs fit between the others and bodies made to melt into one another’s created the strongest of knots and bows. You just fit and there wasn’t a moment in time where you ever felt like this was where you belonged.

Snaking your arms around his midsection, you rested your head on his back and mumbled, “I’m tired.”

“We can take a nap when we get back home, before the party and whatever.”

You shook your head, hearing the way the material shifted at your action and smiling a bit. Joon turned a bit, asking quietly what you wanted then.

“We should spend all day awake. It’s your birthday, let’s have fun.”

Turning in his spot, he chuckled a bit as he put his arms around you as well. Your chin was now on his chest, eyes looking up at him so intently. You felt like you could see a thousand stars in them.

“Any time with you is fun, dumbo,” he crooned, letting one hand come up and stroke at your cheek. Hoping he’d think it funny as well, you stuck your tongue out at him, not knowing what else to say to his compliment. You hoped he knew you felt the same.

“Hwall?” The person behind the counter called his name and he turned around to grasp the two cups. Handing one off to you, he said a quick thank you and off you went to a high table.

Off to the side, you sat near the windows and watched people pass you by, speaking as if you had all the words in the world to say in those moments you’d be sitting there. Hyunjoon liked to ask random questions when conversation took a slight turn, which was often. Neither of you could ever stay on topic, not that it ever bother you. Every conversation was a little adventure.

“What are you most afraid of? Have I asked you that yet?” He rested on the question for a moment, letting you think of an answer and then quietly adding, “I think I can guess but… maybe not.”

For a beat, you genuinely thought of a response. Should you be cliche and say him leaving you? Should you say something dumb like clowns or heights? To avoid fibbing too much, you left it at, “the wind blowing at night?”

He stopped his ice cream halfway to his mouth then put his spoon down, gaping. “Really? Why?”

“I don’t know,” you giggled, though the thought did make you slightly uncomfortable. You could remember nights spent awake in your bed, not being able to sleep in fear of buildings breaking in half at high power winds and tornadoes. Eyes downcast, you put a bit of ice cream in your mouth, hoping he wouldn’t make fun of you for it.

“I used to be afraid of thunder,” he admitted, which you thought was weird. Rain was his favourite thing on the earth. Just as you were about to ask why, he motioned to his ears and said, “the sound. It feels like you’re in a horror movie late at night with all this thunder and all this rain pouring down.”

“That’s what I hate too,” you admitted, suddenly getting excited. It was just another thing he seemed to understand, nodding along as he leaned forwards in his seat to ask if he could taste your flavour. When you asked for a bit of his too, he smiled meekly and put his spoon in your mouth. It wasn’t as gentle as he meant it to be, the spoon hitting your teeth slightly, but you laughed.

He panicked.

“I- I’m sorry! Are you hurt?”

All it did was make you laugh harder, nodding as you covered your mouth to make sure no ice cream spilled out. It took all the power he had in him and more not to laugh along but he eventually broke, eyes becoming crescent moons and lips breaking into the largest smile. This was when he looked most beautiful for you. Without a care in the world and with all the love in his heart spilling out in laughs, Hyunjoon made you understand what it meant to feel love.

Once you finished your dessert, Joon burst out of his seat and came to help you down. Not that you really needed it but he placed his hands around your waist anyways and lifted a bit, bringing you to the floor like you weighed nothing but a feather.

“Home?”

He shrugged and so you didn’t go. You spent your time walking around the little part of your big city where music played on speakers and food trucks lined the cobbled streets. On weekends, they were allowed anywhere and Joon stopped at a few, getting you fried squid or deep fried pickles- anything he thought would be fun but also weird. You ate along and danced along to the music that played, you watched people perform on empty bins and clapped along; you did everything and anything in a few hours.

You could feel yourself falling in love with him with each passing hour, minute, second. It was like being caught under water and struggling for air before realizing you had gills. He transformed you into something you never knew you could be; part human, part mythical creature, part somebody who couldn't ever live without him. You held the whole world in your hands as you cupped his cheeks and brought them together to kiss his lips ridiculously. His laugh was all the music you needed.

A dreamy filtered drifted across your vision every time he came into your line of view. He was a daydream, he was aquaman- he was everything. Knowing you were his everything was enough for you too.

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