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unique-high · 16 days

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ATEEZ S/o Popular YouTube Live Streamer Reaction.

Requested: i would like to request how ateez members would react to their s/o being a popular YouTube streamer and them accidentally walking in on their s/o live stream in the chat would go crazy.

a/n: this is a birthday themed request. I enjoyed making this. It was funny to me. 🤣

NOT EDITED BUT PROOFREAD A LITTLE.

MINGI: "HAPPY BIRTDA-" He stops at the threshold of the door wearing a party hat and holding a cake. "Oh, are you live streaming?"

You turned in your gamer chair looking at your boyfriend. "Um, yeah."

"Oh, really?" He steps further into the room, looking at the computer screen.

The chat box started going crazy

Zen: Omg is that who I think it is?!?

Baby Tee: Is this your boyfriend y/n? Why does he low-key look like Mingi from Ateez?

Theodore: Oh my freaking nuts. MINGI? Is this a prank? Or is this some crazy video editing somehow?!?

Suan: their boyfriend can't b Mingi. Not THE Mingi. This has to be some kind of prank fr fr.

Psycho: It makes sense now why Y/n never showed us their bf. Its cause he is just as famous as they are!!

You pulled your boyfriend into the screen smiling. "Um, Everyone so yeah... Mingi from ateez is my boyfriend."

Mingi sat the cake down so he could wave. "Hi, Everyone, I am Y/n's boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." He smiles. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to steal y/n for a few hours."

YUNHO: He didn't know that you were in the middle of live streaming when he came dancing into the room singing Happy Birthday and popping confetti poppers.

"Yunho, I'm living streaming right now." You pointed at your computer.

"Oh, shit." he quickly bows. "I didn't mean to ruin your live."

The chat box started to go off.

Kill la Kill: Okay no, cause is dat YUNHO I see? lol.

Mint Mint: U CAN RUIN MY LIFE!!

Prince Charming: Is he ur boyfriend?

Rugrat: Y were u keepin him a secret from us?

Paul: Is this guy famous or sumthing?

Lizzy Bear: Don't tell me he's Y/n's bf like they're my WAIFU!!

NOT OKAY: I hope Y/n can fight. LMAO

"Would you like to join the live with me, Yunho?" You ask him.

"I don't want to steal the attention from you, but if you want to I will." He pushes you out of the way and smiles into the camera. "Yunho, taking over."

JONGHO: While you were in the middle of showing off your new headset, a fan gifted you. Jongho burst open the door blowing a party blower. "Let's get the party start-" he pauses. "Oh. Oh, are you streaming already?"

"Yeah." You said. "Want to say hi?"

Jongho wobbles over, waving. "Hi, I'm Jongho. Y/n's number 1 supporter."

The chat box starts flooding in with messages.

Bambi: No way. NO FREAKING WAY THIS IS THE JONGHO!!

Jaya Jaya ya: He should be grateful to have bagged a baddie like Y/n.

Shy Mariah: BLOW THE WHISTLE!

sUpEr MaRio: I just started stanning ATEEZ and Jongho is my bias!!! i'mma go cry in a corner.

My lucky lady: New Ship?

BBQ Sauce on my tittes: Jst waiting for the crazy fans to enter the chat *sips tea*

SAY MY NAME: Does dis mean we getting couple stuff now? cuz I don't mind at all :)

Jongho laughs at the ship comment saying. "What can our ship name be?"

You rolled your eyes nudging him out of the way. "Jongho has boyfriend duties now. Say bye Jongho."

He pouts. "Bye Y/n's live stream fans."

SEONGHWA: He was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his other hand was a gift bag with your birthday gift, he sleepily walked into the middle of your live stream yawning, holding out your gift in front of you. "Y/n, happy birthday."

"Baby, say hi to my fans." You beamed.

"Huh?"

You pulled him down to be in frame and pointed at your computer. "I'm live."

"What?!" Seonghwa nervously laughed, running his fingers through his messy bleached hair. "Um, Hi Y/n's fans I didn't mean to interrupt."

Fever Fever: Mother Seonghwa is that u?

Bad boi dwn: Oh, wonder how his company is going to cover this up?

Queen of tha South: Wasn't expecting to be blinded by a handsome man.

Lil Lotto: We need a story time cause like wtf?

U can call me monster: Y/n musta did something in a past life to be this lucky to get a K-POP man.

Crazy Form: whenever he eat the cookie he got good form?????

Alice In Wonderland: This man makes me forget I'm lesbian.

"Should we do a small q & a?" You ask your fans.

Seonghwa sits on your lap. "Yeah, should we?"

WOOYOUNG: He was wearing a pink lace apron and carrying a homemade cake when he walked into the middle of your live streaming while you were doing the dance to Bouncy.

"I baked you a cake for your birthday but I see you're busy. I'll come back later." Wooyoung said.

"I'm having a birthday live. You can join in. Everyone would love to see you."

Your fans started flooding the chat.

Pirate King: R my eyes deceiving me? Wooyoung is that you my boy?

Kitty Kat: Oh they really living the Y/n life.

White boy wasted: Haters gonna say this fake.

i stole ur bias: adding to the hit list.

Alpha Josh: So are we going to ignore the fact that this man is overly gorgeous?

Pizza HūrT: Life isn't fair because how can I live the Y/n dream? do I need to play “I'm not like other girls” card?

Dirty Sprite: K, that explains why she never shows us her phone screen saver.

Woo Woo: I can't right now. Because like Wooyoung and Y/n are together? Two of my favorite ppl n the world!

“Well, since I'm in the live stream, can you all help me wish, Y/n a very happy birthday.” Wooyoung gives you a kiss on the cheek.

YEOSANG: He didn't mean to barge in during your live stream. At first he doesn't notice because he puts his phone in your face. The rest of Ateez faces were shoved into the phone camera yelling happy birthday to you, it was so chaotic and loud. You smiled at Yeosang.

“Babe I'm in the middle of a live stream right now.”

“You are?”

“Yeah. See everyone is commenting.” You point at the chat box.

Yeosang reads the incoming messages.

Depresso Expresso: idk how to explain it but he's the product of his mother during all the work doing sex.

Dat girl Maya: yeah what they said ^^^

Get'em Gates: r u 2 dating?

Ur Faves Can't Rap: I'm suddenly gay.

M0lLy: Oh I know he's cracking her back like a glow stick every night.

I got that dog in meee: Funny of u to assume he does the cracking ^^^

Princess Tee: he's a work of ARRRT.

Megan Thee Goat: He's the definition of HOT BOY. If ykyk.

“Okay say bye to Yeosang everyone before he gets a big head.” You laughed, poking your boyfriend in the ribs.

HONGJOONG: “Okay make a wish!” Hongjoong burst into your room with a cupcake in his hand and a big smile on his face.

You spun in your gaming chair. “Where are your clothes?”

“I'm your birthday gift.” Hongjoong winks at you.

“Thats nice in and all. But there's like 100,000 people seeing your junk.”

“You're joking right?” He lets out a nervous laugh, using the cupcake to cover himself.

“Nope. Live stream.”

“Live stream?” he swallowed and waves at everyone watching. “Hi, I'm um Hongjoong Y/n's birthday gift.”

The chat box went crazy.

Vanilla baby: At least he came unwrapped. My God!!!

GUERRILLA: ooou he's a big boy indeed.

Choke me spank me: sssjjiokhdgfertgyjbfrfv.

San's left nut: I can die happily now.

Icky Vicky: He your man?!?

Touch sum grass: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!! But please get your naked man off the screen. My mom walked in and thought I was watching porn....

Jimin's baby momma: am I in a fanfic right now?

Peru Peru: He slanging.

Sativa: he really gifted us all.

Bill Nye: isn't this how most porns start?

3D: Can he make it bouncy?

Olivia: This man is sex on legs.

“Sorry, everyone. Hongjoong will go put on some clothes now.”

“But I like the attention.”

You ended the live playfully beating up Hongjoong.

SAN: He had the same idea as Hongjoong but instead of being naked he wore a silk black robe but still naked underneath. San walked into your room with a bottle of champagne and from somewhere in the house Birthday by Katy Perry played.

"Y/n, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" San drops his robe, bare ass to the camera. "This is all for you. but when isn't it?" he smirks.

You stared at your boyfriend. "Um babe, you're mooning my live stream."

"What the fuck?" He hurries to grab the robe from the floor to cover himself. "Why didn't you say anything sooner!”

You laughed. “I wasn't expecting you go all Chippendale's on me.”

The messages started to flood in.

Isamu: Um... Continue please?

Misty Blue: lol mooning yes. A FULL moon indeed.

Hawaii Five - O: Lol is it just me are does he look like San from ATEEZ?

Jazmine: Yea was watching with my dad...Thanks...

Lisa: CAUSE IT IS SAN FROM ATEEZ. *screaming and punching the air*

Da Kid: Boyfriend or Roommate?

Hailey: noooo y is my husband there with Y/n!!!! San you come home this minute!

Supernatural Fan: Didn't think I'd b seeing a guy's bare ass while enjoying my salad.

Beth: Thank you for the heart attack.

Charlie: I don't think roommates do this kind of thing @ Da Kid.

Angelina: PUT IT ON MEEEEEE!!!SCXSYBXQTIVKSWTCHOUDWWXGHGD

Kimmy: Are u getting dick downed by him every night?

iPad adult: Too much junk in the trunk lol.

“Now that everyone has seen my boyfriend's butt. I'm ending the stream.”

“Does that mean you're going to enjoy your birthday gift now?” San smiles at you.

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wooeo · 8 months

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Hi!! I saw your request open ^^ I just want to request an ateez member!reader in wanteez (any episode will do) but if you haven't watched it maybe behind the scenes from their mv filming?? Thank you 😚

- 💫

☼ WANTEEZ MOMENTS — ateez x f!member!reader

note, i didn’t know which ep to do so i did moments from a few

ep 1

— wooyoung thought about the question for a moment, “i think (name),, she’s not gonna run,”

hongjoong nodded, “hm. she hates running,”

4th transfer student, (full name)

#VeryPolite #ThePerfectStudent

“what warm weather we’re having today,” you commented, walking along the path. your uniform shirt was tucked into your skirt, a shoulder bag hanging by your side. the cameras followed you as you walked, “i hope there’s something nice for lunch,”

before you rounded the corner a guy in the same uniform as you walked towards you with his hands in his pockets. a few steps behind him came a hoard of boys running, screaming at you to run.

you held back a laugh and stepped to the side, so they could run past you. a few tried to pull you along but you evaded with a grin.

you laughed as they ran past you before walking after them with peppy steps. you ended up besides the first boy who had walked towards you, “eunkwon?” you read his name tag, “nice to meet you,” you introduced yourself with a bow, him mirroring you.

“you’re almost late!” the teacher shouted, “you!” he pointed at you, “who are you? i’ve never seen you before!”

you held back a laugh, smiling politely instead. you bowed politely, hands folded in front of you, “hello. i’m a transfer student. today’s my first day here,”

“ah how polite,” he said hello as well, “go ahead,”

(name) attends school successfully

“i don’t run. i hate it,” you said, when asked why you didn’t. arm wrapped around wooyoung’s. you chuckled, smoothing down you braided hair, “i think it would take a zombie apocalypse for me to run,”

ep 3

— “did you play dodgeball in school?” one of the boys asked you.

“only when we had mixed gym class,”

jongho spoke up, “noona, the dodgeball incident,”

“what’s that?” yunho asked,

you let out a laugh at the memory as all the boys listened.

“we sometimes had gym class with the boys and we would play dodgeball. you know how whenever a girl gets the ball, they boys start yelling and screaming?”

wooyoung chuckled, leaning against your arm.

“i hated it, so whenever i got the ball and they’d start shouting, i’d walk to the front line and roll it over. i told the other girls to do the same, until the boys caught on and stopped yelling.”

“did you give them the ball then?”

“yeah,”

the all burst out laughing. chuckling along, you stumbled a bit as wooyoung leaned more of his weight on you.

“i didn’t want to play in the first place. i just did it cause i had to,”

ep 9

— the boys shuffled in, laughing quietly, “(name)~” seonghwa called out in a hushed tone.

you reacted with a quiet hum, eyes closed.

“how are you feeling?”

“tired,” your voice was a low whisper. curling your body into itself, “you’re loud,”

yunho chuckled, “cute~”

san’s hand went to your cheek, stroking it gently.

“san,,”

“hm?”

“can we get something to eat?”

quiet laughter was heard but you didn’t react.

“not yet, (name). you’ll have to wait,”

you whined, hiding your face under the blanket.

requests for member!reader stuff is open !!

#this doesn’t feel as good as i wanted it to TT #from 💫 !#wooeo post #ateez 9th member #ateez #idol!reader #member!reader #idol!au #ateez x reader #9th member of ateez

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songmingisthighs · 2 months

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Wanbelyn

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ch. lv - uncle yuyu

neurosurgeon!hongjoong × reader

buy me coffee ?

where love and peace is held, i never expected for this to happen. i planned and i planned, i expected, and i hoped, but it was never you. you held what i wanted hostage to make room for you, the thing that i needed but has no means of acceptance. deny me, live your best life.

For some reason, Yeonjun felt compelled to sort trash out that day. He had been staring at the bags that his kitchen staff would bring out for 20 minutes straight before deciding he couldn't stand the damn thing any longer.

It wasn't like the task was fun or it had benefits. Heck, he had to recycle and risk meeting a recycling nut who would attack him for not crushing his cans first. So his plan was to just get the bags there, throw it out and return ASAP.

But one thing caught his eye when he turned around to walk back to his cafe. He noticed a very familiar boy looking around the park with furrowed eyebrows and he noticed people looking at him, probably as confused as the little boy was, maybe even concerned because it didn't seem like he was there with someone and that was concerning.

"Hey, bud," Yeonjun called out after jogging towards Kijoong who turned around at the sound of a familiar voice. Though it seemed like Kijoong recognized him, he didn't make a move to approach Yeonjun. Heck, he took a couple of steps back and made it seem like he was ready to run away. "It's me, uncle Yeonjun! I know your nanny (y/n) and your uncle Woowoo!" He said, desperately hoping the boy won't run because if he ran and he chased him down, that could seem like a humongous problem.

Thankfully Kijoong nodded, "You're the uncle from the cafe," he stated though seemingly shying away from Yeonjun's kind gaze slightly. Yeonjun was glad to hear that Kijoong remembered him but there more pressing matters he needed to prioritize. "That's right! So... What are you doing here alone? Is your daddy nearby?" Kijoong immediately shook his head and furrowed his eyebrows, "No, I want (y/n) and daddy don't know where (y/n) is," he said, obviously hating the fact that his dad didn't seem like he was going to round up a search party to look for you. Though Yeonjun couldn't help but notice that Kijoong was so keen on looking for you, he knew he had to get the boy back to his dad. "So, your dad's not around here, huh?" Kijoong shook his head at Yeonjun's question, "So where is he?" "Daddy's cutting people with his friends," and boy did Kijoong said that with much confidence because some people heard and couldn't help but stop in their tracks and stare at the innocent toddler and a panicked adult who immediately look around and waved his hands frantically, "It's not what it sounds like, folks. His dad is a neurosurgeon, a very good one at that."

It wouldn't take a genius to realze that the kid had ran away from wherever he was supposed to be and whoever he was with, but knowing that it would be hard to ask Kijoong about where he was and who he was with, Yeonjun decided to just cut the middle man and call up his friend.

"What's up cutie pie?" Wooyoung snickered, not looking into the camera though Yeonjun had face-timed him. "Yeah I kind of have a problem and you're the only one who could help me," Yeonjun said, shifting his eyes between his phone and Kijoong who was looking around as if disinterested or worse, trying to find a means to escape. Yeonjun's words made Wooyoung roll his eyes, "For the last time, I am not dressing up like a cupcake and handing out flyers. You're roommates with Jongho, ask him," he scoffed which made Yeonjun groan, "No, dude, look." It took Wooyoung longer than he'd care to admit to realize that he wasn't hallucinating when Yeonjun moved the camera to Kijoong who upon seeing Wooyoung, beamed up and waved. "HI WOOWOO," he yelled into the mic but Wooyoung was unbudging, still confused, "Hey bud, what- why are you with my friend Yeonjun?" and Kijoong shrugged his tiny shoulders, "Uncle followed me," and Yeonjun immediately turned the camera back on him, "That is not true, I found him at the park!" "The park? Why is he there? He was supposed to be in daycare," Wooyoung asked but it was apparent that he was doing something else frantically, "He was looking for (y/n)." That seemed to cause both men to stop momentarily and stare at each other knowingly.

With a sigh, Wooyoung mustered up a smile, "Kijoong, buddy," Kijoong, who heard his name being called, popped his head into the frame and tilted his head to the side, "I need you to go with Uncle Yeonjun here back to the hospital, okay?" Kijoong momentarily glanced up at Yeonjun before he furrowed his eyebrows, "But... (y/n) said I can't go with anyone I don't know," he said, looking at Yeonjun suspiciously. "But you do know him! You know I know him and he's going to take you back to the hospital!" Wooyoung tried to reason but Kijoong only stared at the screen with furrowed eyebrows. "Tell you what," Yeonjun spoke up finally, "How about you keep calling Uncle Wooyoung on our way to the hospital, huh? That way Uncle Wooyoung can see that I'm really bringing you to the hospital, how about that?" he reasoned. Kijoong seemed to be satisfied with the idea by nodding and opening his arms up so Yeonjun could carry him.

During the whole way to the car parked near the cafe and the hospital, Yeonjun took notice of how Kijoong seemed to be calmer though he kept talking about you along the way. What made Yeonjun sigh heavily was when Kijoong told Wooyoung to tell you that he was being so good and that he listened to you to not follow strangers so you could come back home. He actually said home and while it could easily be about the apartment he and his dad lived in, he had a feeling that Kijoong was talking about the place you belong in. Even when Wooyoung told him that he and his dad would be waiting by the lobby he asked about you, seemingly hopeful that you would be there for him.

When Yeonjun took Kijoong out of the backseat's seatbelt, he took notice of how Kijoong simply waited by his side as he made sure his car was locked before offering Yeonjun his phone before lifting his hand. "(y/n) said hold," he stated though innocently, his eyes was showing determination. Yeonjun barely knew the boy but he could tell how much he had grown to get used to and close to you so much so that he was dependent. For some reason the knowledge made him feel bad that you had been absent from his life.

Even before reaching the lobby, Yeonjun could see the neurosurgeon pacing back and forth worriedly with Wooyoung next to him with his arms crossed and disgust on his face, talking about something so serous that it caused Hongjoong to stop in his tracks and put his hands on his hips, replying Wooyoung something that was probably ridiculous to Wooyoung as seen from the way he scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Daddy!"

The very second the automatic door opened, Kijoong let go of Yeonjun's hand and ran to his dad, grabbing the man's white jacket as if to crawl up. Hongjoong crouched down and scooped his son into his arms and burying his face in his hair. Hongjoong visibly let out a shaky sigh and you could almost see the stress leaving his shoulders.

"Where have you been? Why did you run out of daycare?" Hongjoong asked, momentarily letting go of his relief to scold his son. Before Kijoong could answer, Wooyoung stepped up and answered for the little boy, "Because he missed (y/n) you dumb fuck. Remember her? The strong as hell woman you manage to mess with YET AGAIN with whatever you said?" At the mention of messing with you, Hongjoong visibly shifted, seemingly uncomfortable that he was being called out like that. "What the hell did you say to her?" Wooyoung pressed, taking a step forward when Hongjoong lifted Kijoong into his arms, "What the hell happened that she couldn't seem to talk about it?" Hongjoong sighed and shook his head, "It's honestly not my business that she doesn't want to talk to you, but honestly, her running away and abandoning her responsibilities because I made a mistake is not on me." Had it not for the fact that his son was right there (and that it could jeopardize his employment), Wooyoung would have definitely punched Hongjoong in his face. "She ran away because of whatever it is you said or did, I can definitely be sure of that," Wooyoung scoffed but Hongjoong was not backing down, "You kept saying that she's an adult, she's a grown-up, she's a woman or whatever, so should a grown-up just hide when a mistake was made? I was and still am willing to talk about what I did wrong because I did, I can admit that, but frankly, I don't know how effective that conversation is now that she selfishly closed the door to have a conversation from her side and blocked other means of conversation. I get her need to preserve herself, to shield her from potential pain, and to tend to her wounded feelings first, I do, but she can't call me names when she herself is in hiding and is refusing to talk without even notifying anyone in her life. So before you bite my head for being stupid and God knows I was, do your friend a favour and help her back," he said before turning around and carrying Kijoong back to the daycare after bowing to Yeonjun and thanking him before excusing himself.

Hongjoong could feel Wooyoung and Yeonjun staring at him but he couldn't care less. 1. Wooyoung is stubbornly statued on his convictions so if he were to fight him off on it, he'd just be wasting his breath, 2. He didn't know Yeonjun and he knew Yeonjun is your friend so he would most likely side with you and try to defend you in front of him, 3. Kijoong had been returned and he would much rather focus on his son than strangers. But with each step he took, he couldn't help but let his mind go back to that day you left, that day he sat under his home office desk and let the fact that he had hurt you badly sink in slowly, drowning him in guilt and feeling of stupidity. Then his mind connected the memories and feelings to the ones he experienced years before, the day his ex abandoned him with their 3-month-old. And once again, he blamed himself for being abandoned by someone he had leant on, someone he trust, someone who was hurt because of him.

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lunardragon00 · 13 days

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Eternal Sunshine (Jongho x Reader)

Eternal Sunshine Masterlist

Idol!Jongho x Idol!reader

I'll be the first to say, "I'm sorry", Now you got me feelin' sorry I showed you all my demons, all my lies Yet you played me like Atari

The hum of chatter filled the air as stylists buzzed around the makeup room, prepping idols for their next appearance. Y/N sat before the mirror, her reflection illuminated by the soft glow of vanity lights. She wore a serene expression, masking the whirlwind of emotions swirling beneath the surface.

Her makeup artist flitted around her, expertly applying foundation and blending eyeshadow with practiced precision. Y/N's mind, however, wandered to a different place altogether. Memories of Jongho, her former flame, danced at the edges of her consciousness, threatening to consume her thoughts.

She closed her eyes briefly, taking a deep breath to steady herself. Today was supposed to be about her new album, her latest achievement in a career that demanded everything she had to give. But even amidst the excitement and anticipation, he lingered like an unwelcome guest.

"You doing okay, Y/N?" the makeup artist asked, breaking through her reverie.

Y/N forced a smile, nodding. "Yeah, just... lost in thought, I guess."

The makeup artist gave her a sympathetic look before returning to her work. But Y/N couldn't shake the memories that clung to her like cobwebs in the corners of her mind. His absence, his constant excuses, the weight of his silence – they all hung heavy on her heart.

As she sat in the makeup chair, preparing to face the world once again, Y/N couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever truly be able to move on from him. But for now, she pushed the thoughts aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. Today was about her music, her passion, and nothing – not even he – could take that away from her.

A staff member poked their head into the bustling makeup room, scanning the busy scene before their eyes landed on Y/N. "Y/N, they're ready for you on set," they announced, their voice cutting through the ambient noise.

Y/N nodded, offering a grateful smile as she stood up from the makeup chair. She smoothed down the fabric of her outfit, adjusting the mic pack clipped to her waist. With each step towards the door, her heart pounded a little harder, anticipation mingling with apprehension.

As she made her way to the set, Y/N mentally rehearsed her responses, trying to anticipate the questions that would inevitably come her way. She focused on the positive aspects of her album, the hours of hard work poured into each track, the emotions woven into every lyric.

But amidst the professional facade she wore like armor, the memories of him lingered like ghosts in the corners of her mind. She pushed them aside, burying them beneath layers of determination and resolve. Today was about her music, her artistry, and she refused to let anything – or anyone – detract from that.

With a deep breath, Y/N stepped onto the set, plastering a bright smile on her face as the cameras began to roll. It was showtime, and she was ready to shine.

The set was a flurry of activity, with cameras rolling and lights shining bright. Y/N took her place in the center of it all, the spotlight now firmly on her as she prepared to face the barrage of questions that awaited.

The interviewer, a seasoned professional with a warm smile, greeted her with a handshake before taking their seat opposite her. "Y/N, it's great to have you here today. Your new album has been generating a lot of buzz – can you tell us about the message behind it?"

Y/N's smile widened as she launched into her prepared response, her words flowing effortlessly as she spoke of passion, creativity, and the journey that had led her to this moment.

"Well, here’s the easiest way I can explain it. The album starts off as a question, it’s asking how do you know if this person I’m with is the one? How do I know if this person is going to be IT for me when I’ve been in relationships in the past that have given me that hope? "As Y/N spoke, her voice resonated with sincerity, her words painting a vivid picture of the emotional landscape that had inspired her music.

The interviewer nodded, captivated by her explanation. "That's incredibly relatable," they remarked, leaning forward slightly. "It sounds like you're exploring some deeply personal themes in this album. Can you tell us about your creative process and how you approached writing these songs?"

Y/N's smile softened, a flicker of vulnerability crossing her features. "Sure," she began, her voice taking on a more introspective tone. "For me, writing music is a form of catharsis. It's a way for me to process my emotions and make sense of the world around me. With this album, I wanted to delve into the complexities of love and relationships – the highs, the lows, and everything in between."

She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "Each song is like a piece of my heart, laid bare for the world to see. And while it's scary to be so vulnerable, it's also incredibly liberating. I hope that listeners can find solace in these songs, knowing that they're not alone in their own struggles and triumphs."

The interviewer nodded again, impressed by Y/N's insight and authenticity. "It sounds like this album is a deeply personal journey for you," they remarked. "Is there a particular song that holds special significance for you? And if so, can you tell us why?"

Y/N's gaze softened as she thought back to the writing process, the late nights spent pouring her heart out into lyrics, the moments of clarity amidst the chaos. "There's a song called 'Echoes' that holds a special place in my heart," she revealed. "It's about the lingering echoes of a past love, the memories that haunt you long after they're gone. For me, it's a reminder that even in the darkest moments, there's still beauty to be found."

Y/N sat hunched over her notebook, pen in hand, the blank page staring back at her mockingly. She sighed, frustration bubbling up inside her as she struggled to find the right words. Writing had always been her refuge, her safe haven in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty. But today, the words eluded her, slipping through her fingers like grains of sand.

She glanced up at the clock on the wall, the hands ticking away the seconds with merciless precision. Jongho was due to arrive any minute now, and she still hadn't finished the song they were supposed to record together. The pressure weighed heavy on her shoulders, a constant reminder of the expectations placed upon her as an idol and a songwriter.

Just then, the door swung open, and Jongho stepped into the studio, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Hey, Y/N," he greeted, his voice warm and familiar.

Y/N forced a smile, pushing aside her doubts and insecurities as she greeted him in return. "Hey, sorry, I'm still working on the lyrics. I just can't seem to get them right."

Jongho's smile widened, and he crossed the room to stand beside her, his presence a comforting anchor in the storm. "Don't worry about it," he reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We'll figure it out together, like we always do."

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude as she looked up at him, her doubts melting away in the warmth of his gaze. Jongho had always been her rock, her constant source of support and inspiration. And in that moment, she knew that together, they could conquer anything.

With renewed determination, Y/N returned to her notebook, the words flowing from her pen with newfound ease. And as she and Jongho poured their hearts and souls into the music, the echoes of their love reverberated through the studio, filling the air with hope and promise.

Y/N couldn't help but smile as she and Jongho exchanged playful banter, their easy rapport a testament to the years they'd spent together as friends and lovers. Despite the pressure of the recording session, there was an undeniable sense of joy in the air, a shared excitement that buoyed their spirits and fueled their creativity.

As they worked through the song, Jongho's voice soared, filling the studio with its raw power and emotion. Y/N couldn't help but be in awe of him, his talent shining bright like a beacon in the darkness. And as the final notes faded away, leaving nothing but silence in their wake, Y/N felt a sense of euphoria wash over her. They had done it – they had created something beautiful together, something that would stand the test of time.

Jongho grinned at her, his eyes sparkling with pride. "That was amazing," he exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug. "I couldn't have done it without you." Y/N hugged him back, feeling a surge of gratitude and affection well up inside her.

As Y/N basked in the warmth of Jongho's embrace, she couldn't help but feel a rush of affection swell within her. In that moment, surrounded by the glow of their shared success, she felt more alive than ever before. She pulled back slightly, gazing into Jongho's eyes with a soft smile playing on her lips. "We make a pretty good team, don't we?" she remarked, her voice filled with admiration.

Jongho nodded, his grin widening as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "The best," he replied, his tone laced with sincerity. "I'm so lucky to have you by my side, Y/N."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his words, a warmth spreading through her chest at the depth of his affection. She reached up to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against his skin as she leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his lips.

Their kiss was sweet and tender, a silent promise of love and devotion that transcended words. In that moment, surrounded by the music and the laughter and the undeniable chemistry that crackled between them, Y/N knew with absolute certainty that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

As they pulled away, their foreheads resting against each other, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settle over her. "Okay, let's go before you get glued to studio board. I'm starving and you need a break." Y/N laughed as Jongho pulled her out of the studio, his infectious energy lifting her spirits even higher. She let herself be swept along by his enthusiasm, her heart light with joy as they made their way down the hallway.

As they emerged into the bright lights of the corridor, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over her. Despite the pressures of their busy schedules and the demands of the industry, moments like these – simple, spontaneous, and filled with laughter – were what made it all worthwhile.

She squeezed Jongho's hand tightly, her fingers intertwining with his as they walked side by side. "You're right," she agreed, her voice tinged with amusement. "I could use a break, and food sounds amazing right about now."

Jongho grinned at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he led her towards the nearest exit. "I know just the place," he declared, his excitement palpable. "There's this little café down the street that serves the best kimchi stew. Trust me, you're gonna love it."

Y/N laughed, her heart swelling with affection for the man beside her. Despite the chaos of their lives and the challenges they faced, moments like these – stolen away from the spotlight, just the two of them – were what mattered most.

As they stepped out into the bustling streets of Seoul, hand in hand and hearts full of happiness, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment settle over her. In that moment, surrounded by the sights and sounds of the city she loved and the man she adored, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

"Sounds like a wonderful message. Now, what exactly inspired you to let this message out? It seems like this is quite a personal story you're sharing with fans." Y/N took a moment to collect her thoughts, the memories of her time with Jongho still lingering in the back of her mind. She knew that she had to tread carefully, choosing her words with precision as she navigated the delicate balance between truth and discretion.

"I went through something within the past year where I got to live through those things," she began, her words measured and deliberate. "I put so much into the relationship, poured my heart and soul into it, but towards the end, I just kind of realized that it wasn't equal."

The soft glow of her laptop illuminated the dimly lit room as Y/N sat hunched over the keyboard, her fingers flying across the keys in a flurry of words and emotions. It was late, far later than she should have been awake, but she couldn't sleep, not with the weight of her thoughts pressing down on her like a leaden blanket.

She typed furiously, pouring her heart out into the digital void, her words a desperate plea for connection in a world that seemed determined to keep her at arm's length. Jongho had been distant lately, his messages growing fewer and farther between, leaving Y/N feeling adrift and alone in a sea of silence.

But still, she persisted, clinging to the hope that maybe, just maybe, he would respond, that he would reach out and pull her back from the edge of despair. She waited with bated breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she hit send, the message disappearing into the ether with a finality that sent a shiver down her spine.

Minutes turned into hours, but still, there was no response, no reassurance that she wasn't alone in this vast and lonely world. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she stared at the empty screen, the silence echoing louder than any words could ever convey. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that their relationship was slipping through her fingers like grains of sand.

Her fingers trembled as she typed out another message, her words a desperate plea for understanding in a sea of uncertainty. "Are you okay?" she wrote, the letters appearing on the screen like a lifeline thrown into the abyss.

But as the minutes ticked by and still, there was no response, Y/N's anxiety only grew, gnawing at her insides like a ravenous beast. She knew she shouldn't be so dependent on Jongho's validation, that her worth didn't depend on his attention, but try as she might, she couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that threatened to consume her whole.

She scrolled through their previous conversations, searching for clues, for any sign that she hadn't imagined the connection they once shared. But all she found were fragments of a love that seemed to be slipping away, lost amidst the silence and the shadows.

And then, just when she had all but given up hope, a notification flashed across the screen, a single word illuminated in the darkness: "Sorry."

Y/N's heart sank as she read the message, the weight of its meaning crashing down on her like a ton of bricks. "Sorry for what?" she wanted to scream, her frustration boiling over into a torrent of tears and anger. But instead, she swallowed her pride, bottling up her emotions as she pushed aside her hurt and disappointment.

She knew that confronting Jongho wouldn't change anything, that their relationship was already hanging by a thread, but still, she couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal at his half-hearted apology. It wasn't enough, not by a long shot, and as she stared at the empty screen, the tears streaming down her cheeks, Y/N couldn't help but wonder if their love was worth fighting for.

There was a pause as Y/N gathered her thoughts, the emotions swirling within her threatening to spill over. But she held herself together, drawing strength from the knowledge that she was not alone in her struggles.

"It's never easy to admit when things aren't working out," she continued, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging inside her. "But I think it's important to be honest with ourselves and with others, even if it's painful. And for me, that's what this album is all about – finding the courage to speak our truth, no matter the cost."

The interviewer nodded sympathetically, their expression filled with understanding. "It takes a lot of courage to be so open and vulnerable," they remarked, their tone gentle. "But I have no doubt that your fans will appreciate your honesty and authenticity."

Y/N smiled gratefully, a sense of relief washing over her as she shared her story with the world. Despite the pain of her past, she knew that by speaking her truth, she was taking the first step towards healing – not just for herself, but for others who may be going through similar struggles.

"Tell me a little bit more. In this relationship, where do you think things went wrong? Because at first, you said that you felt like this person could be the one. What changed?" Y/N took a moment to collect her thoughts, her mind drifting back to the moments she had shared with Jongho, both the highs and the lows. It was a painful journey to revisit, but she knew that in order to truly heal, she had to confront the truth head-on.

"I think...," she began slowly, her voice tinged with sadness, "I think things started to unravel when we lost sight of each other. We were both so caught up in our own worlds, our own careers, that we forgot to make time for each other. And as the distance between us grew, so too did the cracks in our relationship."

She paused, the weight of her words settling heavily upon her shoulders. "At first, I thought he could be the one," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "We had this undeniable connection, this spark that I thought would last forever. But as time went on, I realized that love alone isn't enough to sustain a relationship. It takes effort, communication, and a willingness to put each other first."

Tension hung heavy in the air as Y/N and Jongho stood facing each other, their voices raised in a heated argument that seemed to have no end in sight. It had started off as a simple disagreement, a difference of opinion about whether or not to go public with their relationship, but it had quickly escalated into something much more volatile.

"I just don't understand why you're so opposed to going public," Y/N exclaimed, frustration evident in every word. "We've been together for 2 years now, Jongho. It's not like it's some big secret."

Jongho's jaw clenched as he met her gaze, his own frustration boiling over into anger. "It's not that simple, Y/N," he shot back, his tone sharp with irritation. "You know how the industry works. We have to maintain a certain image, and going public with our relationship could jeopardize that."

Y/N's temper flared at his words, a surge of indignation coursing through her veins. "So what? We're just supposed to hide our relationship forever? Pretend like we're not together just to appease some corporate executives?" she retorted, her voice rising with each word.

Jongho's expression hardened, his eyes flashing with resentment. "I'm just trying to protect us, Y/N," he insisted, his voice tinged with bitterness. "I can't afford to risk my career for some fleeting romance."

The words struck Y/N like a slap in the face, the sting of his betrayal cutting deep into her heart. "Fleeting romance?" she repeated, her voice trembling with hurt and anger. "Is that what you think this is, Jongho? Some meaningless fling?" Jongho's gaze wavered, guilt flickering behind his eyes as he realized the depth of Y/N's pain. But instead of backing down, he dug in his heels, his pride and fear driving him to lash out in defense.

"I didn't mean it like that," he insisted, his voice softer now, but no less defensive. "But you have to understand, Y/N, this industry is cutthroat. We're under constant scrutiny, and one wrong move could ruin everything we've worked for."

Y/N shook her head, her fists clenched at her sides as she struggled to contain the storm raging within her. "I understand that, Jongho," she said, her voice strained with emotion. "But I refuse to sacrifice our happiness for the sake of some image. We deserve better than that."

As Y/N's words hung heavy in the air, Jongho's expression darkened, his frustration reaching a boiling point. "I'm tired of this, Y/N," he snapped, his voice sharp with anger. "Why do you keep bringing this up? Can't you see that it's pointless?"

Y/N recoiled at his words, the sting of his dismissiveness cutting deep into her heart. "Pointless?" she repeated, her voice trembling with hurt and disbelief. "Our relationship is not pointless, Jongho. It's real, it's meaningful, and it deserves to be acknowledged."

But Jongho's resolve remained unyielding, his pride and fear driving him to push her away. "I can't do this right now," he declared, his tone final. "I won't let you jeopardize everything I've worked for just because you can't accept reality."

And with that, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the apartment, leaving Y/N alone in the suffocating silence of their shattered dreams.

A pang of regret washed over her as she spoke, a sense of longing for what could have been if only they had fought harder for their love. But she knew that dwelling on the past would only hold her back from embracing the future, from finding the happiness and fulfillment she deserved.

"In the end," she concluded, her voice steady despite the ache in her heart, "I think we just... lost ourselves along the way. And as much as it hurts to admit it, sometimes love isn't enough to save a relationship that's already crumbling beneath the weight of its own flaws."

The interviewer nodded sympathetically, their expression filled with empathy for Y/N's pain. "It sounds like you've gained a lot of insight from this experience," they remarked, their tone gentle. "And I have no doubt that your honesty and vulnerability will resonate deeply with your fans, helping them navigate their own struggles with love and relationships."

Y/N smiled gratefully, a sense of peace settling over her as she shared her truth with the world. Despite the pain of her past, she knew that by speaking her truth, she was not only healing herself but also shining a light for others who may be walking a similar path.

"So, we start off the album with the question if the person you’re with is the right one, did you end up finding the answer?" Y/N's smile softened, a sense of introspection coloring her features as she considered the interviewer's question. It was a question she had asked herself many times over the course of her journey, a question that had lingered in the depths of her heart long after the echoes of her past had faded away.

"I think...," she began slowly, her voice tinged with contemplation, "I think the answer isn't always as clear-cut as we'd like it to be. Love is messy, complicated, and sometimes, it's hard to know if you're making the right choice."

She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "But I do believe that everything happens for a reason, that every heartache, every disappointment, every moment of doubt is leading us towards where we're meant to be. And while I may not have all the answers, I do know that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be right now."

The soft glow of her phone screen illuminated the dimly lit room as Y/N scrolled through the latest headlines, her heart sinking with each passing moment. And then, she saw it – a headline that sent a jolt of pain coursing through her veins, a headline that confirmed her worst fears.

"Jongho Goes Public with New Girlfriend," the headline blared, accompanied by a photo of Jongho smiling brightly as he held hands with a beautiful, unfamiliar face. It was like a punch to the gut, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost, everything she had once held dear.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at the screen, the weight of betrayal settling heavy upon her shoulders. How could he do this? How could he move on so quickly, so easily, as if their relationship had never meant anything to him?

A sense of anger surged within her, hot and fierce against her skin as she struggled to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions raging within her. She had given him everything – her heart, her soul, her unwavering support – and yet, he had cast her aside without a second thought, replacing her with someone new as if she were nothing more than a passing fancy.

But beneath the anger, beneath the hurt and the betrayal, there was something else – something softer, something sadder. It was the realization that she had never truly known Jongho at all, that the man she had loved and trusted had been nothing more than a figment of her imagination, a mirage in the desert of her dreams.

And as she wiped away the tears that stained her cheeks, Y/N knew that she had to let go – let go of the anger, let go of the hurt, let go of the love that had once bound them together. For in the end, she realized, it was not her loss but his – his loss of the love and the light that she had once brought into his life.

With a heavy heart, she turned off her phone and curled up on the couch, enveloped in the suffocating silence of her shattered dreams. The memories of their time together flooded Y/N's mind, each moment etched into her heart like a bittersweet melody. But amidst the laughter and the love, there were also moments of doubt, moments of pain, moments when she had felt like she was fighting an uphill battle all on her own.

She remembered the countless times she had reached out to Jongho, pouring her heart out in messages that went unanswered, her pleas for reassurance met with silence or half-hearted apologies that offered little comfort.

She remembered the late nights spent waiting by the phone, her heart pounding in her chest as she hoped and prayed for a sign that Jongho still cared, still wanted her in his life. But more often than not, all she got was disappointment, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that refused to go away.

And then there were the times when they were together, when Jongho's attention was divided between her and his ever-growing list of responsibilities. She had always understood the demands of his career, had always been willing to support him in any way she could, but there were moments when she had felt like she was nothing more than an afterthought, a distraction from the chaos of his life.

She remembered the arguments they had, the harsh words exchanged in moments of frustration and anger, the wounds they had inflicted upon each other that refused to heal. And through it all, she had held on, believing that their love was strong enough to withstand any storm, that their bond was unbreakable.

But now, as she looked back on their relationship with a clarity born of hindsight, she couldn't help but wonder if she had been fooling herself all along. Had Jongho ever truly cared for her, truly valued her presence in his life? Or had she been nothing more than a temporary distraction, a fleeting moment of happiness in an otherwise chaotic existence?

The questions swirled within her, each one a dagger to her already wounded heart. But amidst the pain and the uncertainty, there was also a glimmer of hope – hope that she would someday find the answers she sought, hope that she would someday find the love and the happiness she deserved.

And as she closed her eyes and let the memories wash over her, Y/N knew that no matter what the future held, she would always carry a piece of Jongho with her – a piece of him that had shaped her, changed her, and ultimately, helped her become the person she was meant to be.

A sense of serenity settled over her as she spoke, a quiet confidence born of self-discovery and personal growth. "So, to answer your question," she concluded, her voice steady and sure, "No, I haven’t found the answer yet, but I’m still searching. I’ve gotten to the point of realizing what I need in a relationship and just what doesn’t work for me. The album is more about here’s what happened in mine, and if that’s happening to you, just run."

The interviewer chuckled softly, the tension in the room easing as Y/N's laughter filled the air. "Well, it sounds like you've gained a lot of insight from your experiences," they remarked, their tone warm with admiration. "And I'm sure your fans will appreciate the honesty and authenticity of the message."

Y/N smiled gratefully, a sense of pride swelling within her at the thought of connecting with her audience in such a profound way. "Thank you," she said sincerely, her voice filled with gratitude. "It's been a journey, that's for sure. But I wouldn't change a thing. Every heartache, every disappointment, every moment of doubt has led me to where I am today – and for that, I am truly grateful."

The interviewer nodded, their expression thoughtful as they considered Y/N's words. "It's clear that you've grown a lot from your experiences," they remarked, their tone filled with respect. "And I have no doubt that your journey will continue to inspire others to embrace their own truths and pursue their own paths to happiness."

Y/N smiled, a sense of peace settling over her as she reflected on the road she had traveled and the lessons she had learned along the way. Despite the twists and turns, the ups and downs, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be – guided by the power of her own truth and the unwavering support of those who believed in her.

And as she looked towards the future, filled with endless possibilities and infinite potential, Y/N knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she was ready to face them head-on, armed with nothing but her truth and the unwavering support of her fans.

The interviewer smiled warmly, a sense of satisfaction filling the room as they concluded the interview. "Thank you so much for sharing your story with us, Y/N," they said, their tone genuine. "It's been a pleasure getting to know you and hearing about your journey."

Y/N returned the smile, a sense of gratitude swelling within her at the opportunity to share her truth with the world. "Thank you for having me," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity. "It's been a privilege to be able to open up and connect with my fans in this way."

As they rose from their seats and exchanged final pleasantries, Y/N felt a sense of fulfillment wash over her, a quiet confidence born of self-discovery and personal growth. She knew that no matter what the future held, she was ready to face it head-on, armed with nothing but her truth and the unwavering support of those who believed in her.

Y/N made her way down the corridor, her mind still buzzing with the energy of the interview, she rounded a corner and nearly collided with someone coming from the opposite direction. Instinctively, she stepped back, her heart skipping a beat as she found herself face to face with Jongho.

For a moment, they stood there, locked in each other's gaze, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy in the air between them. And then, slowly, tentatively, Jongho offered her a small smile, a flicker of warmth in his eyes.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N's heart hardened at the sound of his voice, a surge of anger and resentment coursing through her veins. Without a word, she turned on her heel and continued down the hallway, refusing to waste another moment of her time on him.

Jongho's smile faltered as he watched her go, a pang of regret gnawing at his chest. He had hoped for a chance to make things right, to apologize for the pain he had caused her, but now, it seemed that door had closed for good.

As Y/N disappeared around the corner, Jongho was left standing alone in the hallway, his heart heavy with the weight of his mistakes. And as he watched her go, he knew that he had lost her – not just as a lover, but as a friend, a confidante, a part of his life he would never get back.

And as he turned and walked away, the echoes of their past lingering in the air, Jongho knew that he would carry the regret of losing her with him for the rest of his days – a reminder of the love he had let slip through his fingers, and the price he had paid for his pride.

Won't break, can't shake this fate, rewrite Deep breaths, tight chest, Life, death, rewind

next story coming soon......

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stayteezdreams · 11 months

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Ateez Masterlist

*everything is gn!reader insert unless stated otherwise

If you notice any missing or incorrect links, please let me now~

OT8

Headcanons/Scenarios:

→ Ateez x Petnames (x reader)

→ First Dates - Hyung Line (x reader/fluff/cute) ↳ First Dates - Maknae Line (x reader/fluff/cute)

→ Ateez comforting s/o after messing up while being an MC (fluff/comfort)

→ 'Finding out BF!Ateez are Supernatural Creatures' (angst/comfort)

→ Spending Valentines Day Together - Hyung Line (cute/fluff) → Spending Valentines Day Together - Maknae Line (cute/fluff)

Fake Texts:

→ Contact Names - Hyung Line (crack/fun) ↳ Contact Names - Maknae Line (crack/fun)

→ Accidental Confessions - Hyung Line (fluff/cute) ↳ Accidental Confessions - Maknae Line (fluff/cute)

Fics/Oneshots:

→ Meet-Cute Series (masterlist/complete)

Hongjoong

Camera Rolls/Moodboards:

→ Camera Roll while dating Hongjoong

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'Change of Plans: Part One' (meet-cute) ↳ 'Change of Plans: Part Two' (cute/romantic)

→ 'Haunted' (spooky/gen/bit of fluff)

Seonghwa

Headcanons:

→ Taking care of each other when sick (comfort/whump/cute)

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'Lost In You: Part One' (meet-cute) ↳ 'Lost In You: Part Two' (cute/fluff)

→ 'Favor' (fake dating/fluff/romance)

Series:

→ 'And His Name Was Death' (Death!Seonghwa) *In Progress ↳ Part One ★ Part Two

Yunho

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'Special To Me: Part One' (cute/comfort/meet cute) ↳ 'Special To Me: Part Two' (cute/fluff)

→ 'I'll Keep You Safe' (spooky/fun/fluff)

→ 'Mistletoe Mischief' (cute/fluff)

Yeosang

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'Room With A View: Part One' (meet-cute) ↳ 'Room With A View: Part Two' (gen/cute)

→ 'Cozy' (fluff/comfort/Christmas)

San

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'A Better Ending: Part One' (cute/romantic/meet cute) ↳ 'A Better Ending: Part Two' (fluff/romantic)

→ 'Stranded Together' (fluff/spooky)

→ 'Eggnog Confession' (fluff/little angst)

Mingi

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'At First Sight: Part One' (fluff/meet-cute) ↳ 'At First Sight: Part Two' (cute/fun/fluff)

→ 'Until I Met You' (jealous!mingi; fluff/cute)

Wooyoung

Fics/Oneshots:

→ 'Hooked On You:Part One' (meet-cute/fluff) ↳ 'Hooked on You: Part Two' (fluff)

→ 'Hold Still' (fun/fluff)

Jongho

Fics/Oneshots

→ 'Apple of My Eye' (fluff/crack/drabble)

→ 'Boy Next Door: Part One' (meet-cute) ↳ 'Boy Next Door: Part Two' (fluff/cute)

→ 'Hotel For Ghosts' (fun/spooky/light crack & fluff)

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eightmakesonebraincell · 8 days

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OKAY BUT COACHELLA LAST NIGHT THERE WERE YEOSANGIE NIPNOPS AND HWA NIPNOPS AND SANNIE NIPNOPS AND MINGI NIPNOPS AND I THINK MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY WITH HOW MUCH I WAS STARING AT THEM ALL SO DISRESPECTFULLY BECAUSE THOSE PANTS GENTLEMEN (Addie tries to be a good girl. Tries. I'm only a human woman T-T) No word of a lie though, after the first set of songs I was staring at Woo and Yuyu with their sleeves rolled up over their arms (I'm a sucker for a guy in a button up with his sleeves rolled up, don't @ me for it) and I was commenting how they needed to stop because I was having some very impure thoughts AND THEN HONGJOONG STARTS SPEAKING WITH HIS JACKET OFF AND HIS SLEEVES ROLLED UP LIKE EXCUSE ME CAPTAIN YOU WEREN'T LIKE THAT LITERALLY 30 SECONDS AGO WHAT THE HELL MAN (listen when Captain does little things like that my delulu goes off the RAILS okay) Hwa screaming. Hwa doing rude things with his tongue while wearing a cowboy hat. Hwa kissing the team ring at the end. JONGHO CAN SPIN FLAG WITHOUT GETTING A SAIL MY COLOR GUARD HEART WAS SO DAMN PROUD OF OUR MAKNAE HONGJOONG'S EYES DURING WONDERLAND SIR CAN YOU NOT FOR FIVE SECONDS BITCHES WERE EYEING THEM DURING THOSE PELVIC THRUSTS AND BOOTY SHAKES (it's me I'm bitches) I have a lot of feelings I'm sorry I needed to gush and there isn't a lot of people in the Midwest USA that know Kpop so T-T

ateez and kq quite obviously don't care about the wellbeing of their fans because they were quite literally like

(along with the fact that they dropped a comeback announcement like HELLO??? RELEASE THE TOUR DATES AND SEND OUT THE ANITEEZ MERCH FIRST)

and both my parents decided to watch coachella with me on the ULTRA HD TV so you can imagine how hard it was for me to keep a straight face whilst extremely hot and sexy half-nekid men growled and tried to make the audience bark 👹

but GOOD LORD did they do just as well this week DARE I SAY EVEN BETTER (also coachella really picked up their slack and fixed the camera work and smoke screen like SLAY thanks for blessing us with the wooyo booty twerk zoom 😍🍑) god yes all of them were so [redacted redacted redacted] and i honestly [redacted redacted redacted redacted redacted] and UGH HWA SCREAMING HIS WHOLE SOUL OUT DURING WONDERLAND 👏👏👏 KING 👏👏👏 but also diD YOU SEE MINGI JUMP AND FALL HAHAHAHA i mean um did you see mingi's very artistic stage parkour 🤭

#loren answers #monbaebae 😍#MOOT MOOT #i can literally write a whole essay about their performance #also my parents got me to compare them to this other boy group them and my aunts are lowkey following #and after presenting fancam evidence and verbal reasoning and frame by frame analysis #they agree that the nugu group can't even COMPARE to ateez #when ateez are the standards everyone else falls short 💅#WE STAN KINGS 👑

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silv3rswirls · 6 months

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Carving Pumpkins with Ateez

🎃Seonghwa🎃

It’s just a normal, chill evening with him when you decide to carve pumpkins. You relax and chat, helping each other cut straight lines and use toothpicks to stick sharp teeth in Seonghwa’s pumpkin mouth. The two of you end up absorbed in a Halloween movie with your finished pumpkins sitting side by side.

🎃Hongjoong🎃

You decide to change it up and bring out some paint sets for your pumpkins rather than carving them. They’ll last a little longer and you can be even more creative with designing them. Hongjoong loves sitting next to you and focuses on making pretty swirls and faces on his.

🎃Yunho🎃

He wants to make the scariest pumpkins. He has ideas saved to his camera roll already. He lets you cheat off his pumpkin design to make yours scary as well, and when he’s finished he holds it up at you and makes growly monster noises at you.

🎃Yeosang🎃

He helps you with everything you ask him to. He holds it steady and cuts out those tricky parts you can't get. Even pulls all the seeds and guts out for you. Honestly, he doesn’t even care about his pumpkin, he just wants yours to be perfect because of how excited you were to carve them.

🎃Mingi🎃

Decide he wants to spice your pumpkin carving time up by making you race him in who can carve it faster. You roll your eyes and just carve normally, while he speeds through it. It looks wacky but he’s happy to win the “competition.” Lucky for him there’s extra to carve over again.

🎃San🎃

You both pick a monster to base it on. While you’re busy cutting up and wrapping gauze around your mummy pumpkin, he’s busy looking at pictures of werewolves and trying to figure out how to get fur on this thing. Yours is all cute and wrapped up while his is a little rough around the edges, but they look perfect next to each other.

🎃Wooyoung🎃

As you expected, it was chaos. It was messy, he’s flicked seeds at you all night to get on your nerves. He’s bullying your pumpkin because he looks so much scarier while yours is too cute and he is just sooo scary it’ll eat yours up. Honestly, he has fun teasing you and you have just as much fun laughing with him

🎃Jongho🎃

You decide to carve each other’s faces in the pumpkins. He’s unsure at first, but soon enough he’s fully focused on carving and looking at every feature on you for his masterpiece. It doesn’t come out as good as he wanted, but he still insists it looks perfect because it's you, and you’re so perfect to him.

#ateez reaction #ateez x reader #ateez imagine #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #jeong yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #song mingi #jung wooyoung #choi jongho

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tafeekafee · 2 months

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⏳🧸 I want to feeling my life

Sickie: Jongho

Caretakers: Seungmin, Lee Know and briefly Hongjoong

On a normal day, Jongho loved ISAC.

He enjoyed sports after all, he liked living on the high of adrenaline with exhaustion deep in his muscles. Though seeing his idol friends from other groups was definitely the highlight. Often enough their schedules wouldn’t match up for months and they would not see each other besides a short hi backstage at a stressful award show. So he had looked forward to it.

But today was not a normal day.

Jongho had woken up feeling off. At first he had blamed his exhaustion on lack of sleep due to stressful schedules but when he barely managed to choke down breakfast he had to admit to himself something was wrong. His stomach felt unwell; full and rolling. The slight ache had turned to annoying nausea over the day – which … not good. Still, he didn’t dare tell his managers or his hyungs. He didn’t want to cause problems. He wanted his hyungs to have the good time he apparently couldn’t have today. After all he might be the maknae but the moment he had joined the final KQ fellaz lineup he had promised himself he wouldn’t be a burden, he could take care of himself. He wanted to be responsible, in his family he was the hyung. So, he didn’t need to and didn’t know how to ask for help. Yet … his hyungs had broken through his defences a long time ago.

They made sure to help him balance himself out. Jongho was the maknae but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be strong. They all agreed, and he had to admit that getting taken care of by somebody else was nice sometimes.

But he couldn’t afford being sick and especially being taken care of today. He couldn’t make his hyungs miss the event they all had looked forward to. None of his hyungs were really into sports but meeting their friends was special. Also, exposure to Korean media was always good for a small company group.

Still, sitting alone on the racing track while everybody around him seemed to have an amazing time, he couldn’t help but envy his hyungs who were talking carefree with their friends. Jongho had seen Seonghwa and Hongjoong in deep talk with Bang Chan and Felix from Stray Kids and Eric from The Boyz. Yunho was catching up with Juyeon, Q and Sangyeon. Mingi was hanging out with ONEUS and Wooyoung was off somewhere with Changbin. Jongho had lost sight of San and Yeosang some time ago.

And then there he was, sitting alone and feeling more and more sick with every minute. Self-pity was normally not his way but right now it fit his situation.

An unexpected hand on his shoulder had him jumping in surprise. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you”, Seungmin apologized, looking down at him. The older idol was a good friend of his since they had both found common ground in being terrified to work with Eunkwang from BtoB in the vocal unit on Kingdom: Legendary War.

“Ah, it’s fine”, he said quietly. Seungmin seemed to not mind his following silence and plopped down next to him so that their shoulders were touching. Jongho didn’t mind the company of the older man at all, he just hadn’t expected him to approach him when he had so many other options. Surely Seungmin wanted to catch up with him but Jongho didn’t feel up to small talk at all. He swallowed down a wave of nausea again.

After a few seconds, his hyung couldn’t seem to keep quiet. “Are you okay, Jongho-yah?”, he asked carefully, apparently noticing how out of character Jongho was acting. Jongho couldn’t blame him, he would have asked the same question if the roles were reversed. That didn’t mean he wanted to tell Seungmin that he felt like he was about to puke in front of thousands of people.

“Yeah, I’m fine, hyung”, he lied and pulled his knees to his chest. He had vowed to himself he would not disturb his members’ good times with his problems and that had to count for other idols too. Even though he desperately wanted to tell somebody.

Sitting surrounded by other idols, cameras and fans under the heat of the sun beating down at them made everything so much worse. He wished he had a fan but Wooyoung had snatched it from him some time ago. For a moment he felt close to crying, despairing over his situation. He couldn’t just leave without raising suspicion, he couldn’t tell his hyungs and ask for their help and he most certainly didn’t want to be sick in full view.

No. He was strong.

“It’s just normally you are more … lively?”, Seungmin added quietly. “I don’t mean to press but I didn’t want you to be alone.” Seungmin was so kind. Jongho hated him for it but flushed at the same time.

“I’m okay, hyung”, he answered shortly.

Out of a sudden, with no warning his stomach rolled badly, worse than it had all day. Instantly the nausea got worse and he needed to keep swallowing heavily. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t. He was not about to throw up.

But the possibility that it was going to happen grew with each second.

Seungmin mustered him with something akin to worry in his eyes and Jongho’s resolves crumbled. Trusting his friend with his fear seemed to be better than trying to handle himself alone.

“I’m sorry, I lied, hyung”, he whispered, “I feel so bad. I’m so nauseous.”

Seungmin’s eyes widened in shock and he frantically looked around.

“Are you going to be sick?”, he asked, trying to calm down his own panic. Surely Seungmin had not expected these words and, while responsible, he was part of the maknae-line of Stray Kids. He was not used to helping out in this kind of way.

“Not quite yet”, Jongho said miserably. “I don’t want to.”

“Let me get one of your hyungs”, Seungmin said nervously.

“No, please”, Jongho pleaded. He didn’t want to inconvenience Seungmin but he really didn’t want his hyungs to drop everything for him. Still, he couldn’t deny the thought of a hyung helping and taking over the situation was nice. The bathrooms were far away after all and probably crowded. There was no way he could get sick there alone, in peace.

So when Seungmin offered the next solution he reluctantly agreed.

His Stray Kids’ hyung left and Jongho did all he could to act like everything was okay. He loved ATINY but he knew they would take apart every small video or photo they would get their hands on. The word “embarrassment” would not be enough to describe a situation where they caught on that he was feeling closer to puking everywhere with every passing minute.

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His vision darkened as somebody knelt down in front of him, blocking him from the unrelenting sun. He blinked and looked up at the rather unfamiliar face.

“Hello, Jongho-yah”, Lee Know said gently, “Min-ah said you’re not feeling so good?”

Jongho nodded, looking up with wide eyes at the older idol. He hadn’t interacted much with him before. They had been in different units on Kingdom and while he had heard from Wooyoung, San, Yunho and Yeosang how kind of a hyung he was and the fact that he and Seonghwa were best friends, Jongho himself was very unfamiliar with him. For a second he wished he hadn’t insisted on protecting his hyungs’ fun, terrified by being left alone with a sunbae he didn’t really know while sick.

But he had dealt these cards himself, so trying to be brave, he just nodded. He was too tired and sick to converse. Besides, he trusted his hyungs’ judgement of character. Lee Know seemed awfully nice and he was the one Seungmin chose. He decided to trust him, having no real other option.

“How about we get you out of here, hm?”, Lee Know asked, “no use in sitting here feeling unwell.”

“Yes, sunbaenim”, Jongho said, “thank you.” He was glad Lee Know didn’t ask why he didn’t want his members’ help. And getting to sit in a cool dressing room out of sight seemed heavenly.

“Just act normal, like we are just walking around”, Lee Know advised and helped him to his feet. Without a word he wrapped an arm around Jongho’s waist to steady him. Staytiny would love this interaction. Jongho didn’t love it at all. His legs awfully felt like jelly now that he was upright and the sickness was hitting him hard.

“Where are your managers? Do you know which entrance you took to get out into the arena?”

Jongho shook his head. He had not taken notice of much beside how awful he was feeling all day.

“No matter, I’ll take you to our dressing room, the managers will figure something out.”

Lee Know led him past Seungmin who just smiled at them, probably knowing that Jongho didn’t want a fuss, especially not in public.

“How long have you been feeling sick? Did you throw up before?”, his sunbaenim asked as they walked towards the inside of the stadium where the changing rooms and the bathrooms were located. Some idols looked at them but they weren’t stopped. Apparently they noticed that they were not just strolling around but heading somewhere with a destination. Hopefully, they didn’t guess the right one.

“Since I woke up I felt off. Haven’t thrown up. Yet”, Jongho admitted quietly.

“You know that coming here was very irresponsible, I don’t need to tell you that. But why didn’t you tell your hyungs?”, Lee Know scolded lightly.

In his sick mental state Jongho couldn’t help but shrink into himself. He didn’t want to deal with an angry sunbae while he was sick.

“I’m sorry, Lee Know-ssi”, Jongho said, pulling away slightly and stopping to look at the older man. “I didn’t want to inconvenience my hyungs or you. I’m very sorry.”

But he had never needed to worry.

“Oh, Jongho-yah”, Lee Know replied, his voice calm and soothing, “I should be the one who is sorry, I know I can come off as too harsh. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I was just curious as to why. Your team seems so close, so I was worried.”

“My hyungs are the best”, Jongho agreed, “but I guess, I wanted them to have fun. They’ve been talking for days about how much they were looking forward to seeing so many of their friends again. If I had said I was sick Seonghwa-hyung or Hongjoong-hyung would have stayed with me and I didn’t want them to miss this.”

“I get it, though I don’t agree”, Lee Know offered, “but speaking as a hyung to six dongsaengs: If any of them were sick I would want them to know to come to me if they are unwell and that missing one event in the grand scheme of things is not a tragedy.”

“Thank you, sunbaenim”, Jongho said quietly. He truly was thankful for the reassurance but still the longer he stood, the more his stomach was starting to feel really unsettled. A queasy burp surprised both him and Lee Know. A bitter taste remained in his mouth and Jongho stared at the older idol in shock.

“Call me Minho-hyung”, Lee Know said hurriedly, “let’s get you inside.”

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Rushing with a sour stomach was not a recommendable activity, Jongho mused, though puking in front of fans, cameras and other idols was definitely worse. Quickly they reached one of the doors to get inside and as soon as the door closed behind them, Jongho sunk down into a crouch, hands pressed to his mouth. Immediately Minho knelt down next to him, pushing his sweat-soaked hair from his face.

“I’m sorry for the speed”, he mumbled. If Jongho had the ability to answer at the moment he would have protested, knowing the speed was the only thing that had saved (some parts of) his dignity. But he had to focus on taking deep breaths through his nose to keep his stomach where it belonged. He gagged dryly once, but the second time a small amount of water came rushing up his throat and he helplessly spat it on the ground beside him. Tears welled up in his eyes. This was so bad.

Luckily, that seemed to be all that was coming up for now.

“I’m sorry”, he whispered, staring helplessly at the clear puddle.

“Don’t worry about it. Can you get to the bathroom?”, Minho asked quietly, rubbing his back. Taking stock of his body Jongho found the nausea still very present but not as overwhelming and threatening as it was a few minutes ago. He nodded and let himself be pulled to his feet for the second time that day.

Standing upright again was a whole different task. He swayed for a second until Minho adjusted the grip on his arm. The bathrooms were further inside the stadium and by the time they found the entrance sign Jongho was sure he would be sick the moment he was in front of a toilet. He just hoped the bathroom was empty.

Luck was not on his side. The bathroom were not only not empty, there was even a line. “Hyung”, Jongho involuntarily whimpered, panicked. Lee Know just squeezed his arm and turned to address the other idols who were watching them.

Jongho’s stomach lurched. There was no time for what Lee Know was planning, no time to wait. Left with the only option beside throwing up on the floor, Jongho lurched towards the sinks where The Boyz’ Jacob was washing his hands.

He had barely made it over a sink beside the one the older idol was using before his stomach send its contents up his throat. He retched and gagged helplessly, staring down in shock at last night’s dinner as he continued to bring up mouthfuls of sick. Jongho was vaguely aware of people exclaiming in shock but his aching stomach and the unpleasantness of the situation made him block out most sounds. He thought he heard Hongjoong’s name but he wasn’t sure. He would give a lot for his hyung’s comforting presence right now.

As the heaves died down and he managed to catch his breath, he felt a steady hand on his back again. This were the worst few moments of his life, throwing up in front of so many sunbaes.

“Hyung”, he gasped and immediately Minho answered: “I’m here, baby, deep breaths.” The older idol wet a tissue under the water, simultaneously washing away most of his shame, and wiped Jongho’s mouth. If he wasn’t so unwell and able to be more embarrassed he would be. But his mental state and the sickness didn’t care about normal Jongho. Right now he wanted comfort.

Minho seemed to sense this and gently wrapped him in his arms. “It’s okay”, he whispered. “I made the others leave, they didn’t mind. Keeho and Leedo are making sure nobody is coming in and Jacob and some others are looking for one of your hyungs.”

Jongho just nodded against his shoulder, pressing his eyes shut, as Minho kept rubbing his back.

He didn’t know how long they stayed like that, only pulling apart when the door was opened abruptly. They both turned around to find Hongjoong looking at them with worry and fondness in his eyes.

“Hey, baby”, his captain greeted with a tiny smile and walked over to them, brushing Jongho’s hair out of his face. “Jacob said you are sick? How are you feeling?”

“Sick, hyung, ashamed”, Jongho whispered, unable to meet his eyes. Surely Hongjoong was angry at him beneath his calm smile. After all, be had been pulled from having fun with the news of his maknae’s sickness. Even if he wasn’t he sure was not happy about the fact that Jongho had made such an uproar, inconveniencing so many of their sunbaenims.

“I’m sorry”, Hongjoong said sadly, opening his arms in a rarely initiated hug. “Hyung will help you.”

But Jongho couldn’t make himself take the step closer to his hyung. His hardworking, loving hyung who normally had so few opportunities to enjoy himself freely. His hyung who now had to take care of him on the one day he could have relaxed.

“I’m sorry, hyung. You were having fun”, Jongho said, subconsciously clutching Minho’s sleeve, needing to hold onto some stability. His stomach still ached with nausea and now with shame. He really just wanted to go home but he didn’t want Hongjoong to suffer under his illness too.

“Nothing of this, maknae. You’re sick, you have nothing to be sorry for”, Hongjoong replied, frowning.

Jongho chewed on his lip, not sure if he should give in. But a warm embrace from his hyung seemed like a dream come true, a lifeline during this awful day. Hesitatingly he took a step forward and immediately he was held in strong arms. He laid his head on Hongjoong’s shoulder and just breathed.

“I’ll go find one of your managers to take over”, Lee Know said and squeezed Jongho’s hand, “feel better soon, Jongho-yah.”

“Thank you for taking care of him, hyung”, Hongjoong said gratefully. “Let’s get you home, Jongho-yah.”

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Bonus scene:

Hongjoong gently stroked the maknae’s back as he slept. He had managed to put the younger idol to bed only a few minutes ago, hours after they had left the stadium. Jongho’s nausea had gotten much worse during the ride and never before had Hongjoong been so happy that Seonghwa insisted on keeping plastic bags in the company cars. The younger man had thrown up two times on the way and even after they had escaped the moving vehicle, Jongho had stayed glued to the floor in front of the dorm’s toilet until he was empty. There had been nothing but providing water, cold clothes and cuddles that Hongjoong could do to help.

The others were due to arrive in half an hour and Hongjoong was glad for the - albeit short – time alone to reflect on the day.

Hongjoong had just been chatting with Bang Chan and Felix, Seonghwa having abandoned them to keep Yunho and Wooyoung in line, when they were approached by Jacob from ‘The Boyz’. They had all turned their attention to their sunbaenim and Hongjoong couldn’t hide the surprise when Jacob, who had seemed a bit out of breath, had addressed him: “Hongjoong-ssi, do you have a moment?”

Confused, Hongjoong had nodded. He had never really had interacted with the older idol before so the whole situation had seemed weird. They had stepped aside for some privacy and when Jacob had said “I’m really sorry to interrupt you, but I’ve been looking for you. It’s Jongho-ssi” Hongjoong hadn’t been able to stop the pang of fear in his chest.

First he had jumped to conclusions: Had the maknae managed to injure himself? What could have happened in the last ten minutes since he last saw him? Of course Hongjoong had noticed that Jongho had seemed a bit distant all morning but he had just assumed it was nervousness over attending ISAC. The maknae always shut himself off when he was nervous, so he hadn’t thought much of it. But apparently something else was wrong.

“Jongho threw up. He managed to get to the bathroom and Lee Know is with him”, Jacob had explained, grimacing a bit, “but he probably wants his leader right now.”

“Oh, yeah, probably”, Hongjoong had answered, a bit dumbfounded. He definitely had not expected this. Yet he had quickly gathered himself, seeing no use in analysing Jongho’s previous behaviour if he needed his leader now. “Thank you for finding me. Can you show me the way?”

“Come with me.”

Hongjoong sighed as he pulled himself out of his thoughts. He was very glad that other idols looked out for the younger ones, protecting them when they couldn’t do it themselves. In his mind he was already planning on what small but heartfelt gifts he could buy Jacob and Lee Know but that was a problem for a different day.

At last Jongho was safe and sound in his bed. There was no doubt that Jongho would very likely get sick again when he woke, but his youngest was at home. That was enough for Hongjoong.

#kpop sickfic #ateez sickfic #kpop #ateez #jongho #jongho sickfic #emeto #ISAC #stray kids #lee know #kpop emeto #🧚🏽‍♀️#⏳️#🧸

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ferrethyun · 2 years

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"At-eez!" Episode 2

Pairing: Implied!OT8 x 9thMember!Male!Reader

Genre: mostly attempted comedy ft. a lil fluff

Warnings: nothin offensive. maybe the the sheer amount of dialogue- that should be offensive lmao

Word count: 800+ (Yes i know its short- i too am upset my brain couldn't come up with more)

So yeah- this was origianally a hongjoong x reader thing but i cant help myself so its a poly!teez thing now lmao

“Okay, now, Y/n you’re going to go over there to that seat and put on the headphones provided” The lady behind the camera prompted, hand gesturing to the chair that faced away from the group, “You shouldn’t be able to hear anything once you put the headphones on. Once you’re situated, give a thumbs up and we’ll get started with the interview.”

Before the filming for ‘At-eez’ began, the members were informed of a few predetermined filming days. This being one of them; one at a time, a member would separate off from the group and put on some noise-canceling headphones while the other members would be asked questions about that member.

The first member? Y/n.

Chosen by rock-paper-scissors, of course.

With the cameras rolling, Y/n gave a solid thumbs up from his seat and the interview began “Okay! So we’re going to go through some fan questions first. Atiny would like to know: Is there anyone that Y/n didn’t get along with during trainee years?” The question prompted a few hums from the idols in front of the camera as they tried to recall back to their trainee years.

“I don’t think there was ever a time Y/n-Hyung didn’t get along with any of us” Wooyoung spoke up, tilting his head in thought, “He’s always been able to get along with anyone and everyone.”

“He and Wooyoung definitely were the first two to get along though-“ Yunho chimed in, “The two of them were practically two peas in a pod from the beginning.” As the members shared their agreement with the two, a hand was raised at the back of the group.

“While Y/n gets along with all of us-“ Seonghwa began, catching everyone’s attention, “There was this one time where one of us, I can’t remember who, ate the last of his favourite snack and he refused to talk to them for the rest of the week. It was surprising to all of us how he could be so petty but nowadays it makes sense…”

“Ah- It was me that ate the last of his snacks…” Yunho spoke up again, a shy smile now on his face as he rubbed at the back of his neck, “I did apologise then but I’ll apologise again now. I’m sorry for eating the last of your snacks Y/n-ie”

The interviewer let out a small chuckle as she shifted through her cards before settling on one “Another atiny would like to know: Is there anything Y/n does without thinking?” she read out with a curious hum, “Ah they wanted to specify that they mean at the dorms and not in the public eye. A TMI of sorts-“

A hand immediately shot up “One thing he does is sleep in other people's beds without asking” San beamed, a small grin on his face as if he was proud of his answer. Hums of agreement were shared, some members nodding their heads too.

“Oh? If I may ask, who’s bed does he sleep in the most?”

“Definitely Hongjoong-hyungs-“ Wooyoung called out, face telling of what memory he was recalling, “Oh! and Jongho’s-“

“My bed! Y/n-Hyung has his own bed and he ends up choosing mine over it! When I’m in it too!” Jongho cried out in exasperation while cutting off Wooyoung, “He never sleeps in it when I’m not in it either-“

“In all fairness, Y/n-Hyung refuses to sleep alone.” Yeosang added, “It’s not surprising- Especially when you see how often our dear captain indulges him by letting Y/n-Hyung sleep in his bed most nights.”

“I don’t indulge him-“ Hongjoong began with a scoff, stopping when he saw all the member's eyes on him.

“Oh really?” Mingi finally spoke up, “You told me off for being too loud once because Y/n-Hyung was sleeping-“

“Maybe you were being too loud-“ Hongjoong responded with a pout

“I hadn’t even said anything!” Mingi complained, his voice coming out whining, “The look you gave me was so scary too!”

While the members continued to go back and forth between each other over their captain's overindulgence, Y/n continued to sit with his back to the group, blissfully unaware of the chaos that was unfolding behind him. Suddenly, there was a small tap on his shoulder; Y/n turned around to see the interviewer, who then motioned for him to take off his headphones and rejoin the group. Once sat, the interviewer spoke up again “Y/n, is there anything on your mind that you’d like to say to your members?”

“Hmmm… Well- I don’t know what you all discussed but I’m very happy that I’m here with you all and I hope that we get to stay as Ateez for a long time.” Y/n grinned, his head nodding with his words, “Also, Jeong Yunho, I will never forgive you for eating the last of my snacks back when we were trainees."

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dangjam · 7 months

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The Day You Shine Preview

Warnings!: Slight Angst, Fluff.

Disclaimer!: The idols portrayed in this is not how they actually act. It's just an imagine world therefore anything that happens in this series is not real. MINORS DNI!.

Speaking, Thoughts, Korean

Author's Note!: I hope you like the preview. It was kinda rushed but i hope it's good anyway. Thank you for reading.!!!

(Preview under the cut)

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Hongjoong: "Is the camera rolling?"

Camera Guy: "Yes, it's rolling"

Reporter#1: "Did you ever think this was going to happen?"

Hongjoong: "If I'm going to be completely honest... No, I didn't think this was going to happen."

Reporter#1: "Why?"

Hongjoong: "I guess it's because of how me and the guys are so united and so close, we didn't even think there was going to be another person."

Hongjoong: "But then again, we all felt a sort of small whole in our hearts that we never really got to fill until now."

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Reporter#2: "Are you happy Seonghwa?"

Seonghwa: "Of course I'm happy. I couldn't ask for a better person to be with us."

Reporter#2: "And why do you say that?"

Seonghwa: "When we all first met we kinda just... clicked I guess."

Reporter#2: "Was there any hardships at all?

Seonghwa: "Yea, there was. San and Wooyoung were having a hard time with accepting their feelings towards her. But eventually, we got to where we are now."

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Reporter#3: "What was your first impression?"

Yunho: "I thought she was adorable actually. She reminds me of Hongjoong hyung. They both are easy to tease."

Reporter#3: "Were you scared of anything going wrong?."

Yunho: "I was afraid that she'd get hurt. I was afraid that the fans wouldn't accept it and then all nine of us would get hurt."

Reporter#3: "Were you happy to find out that most of everyone supported you?"

Yunho: "Yes. I was relieved. It was like a breath of fresh air."

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Reporter#4: "What was the most memorable moment that all of you had?"

Yeosang: "The time when it was Jongho's Birthday. We all gave him a bunch of gifts but the only thing he kept talking about was how we were doing."

Reporter#4: "Why would he do that?"

Yeosang: "I think he did that because maybe we overwhelmed him a bit. His face was as red as a tomato."

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Reporter#5: "Seonghwa said that you and Wooyoung had a hard time accepting your feelings toward her, why?".

San: "We thought that she was just trying to be with us for the fame. It's hard to trust people nowadays...."

Reporter#5: "Did she understand this problem?"

San: "Yea, she did.. She felt really bad but she gave us our space."

Reporter#5: "What happened after that?"

San: "After that well.... the three of us had a talk about it and we made up."

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Reporter#6: "Out of everyone, who do you think she connected to the most at first?"

Mingi: "Yeosang hyung. They were joined at the hip. They babied Jongho together"

Reporter#6: "I bet they did, was there any fights between you and the rest of Ateez?."

Mingi: "A little. I don't think there was a lot of fights other than trying to get San hyung and Wooyoung to get used to her. They love her to bits and peaces now that everything is figured out."

Reporter#6: "How do you feel about the fans that don't support your relationship?."

Mingi: "To them... I would say I don't care. If you love us like you claim, then you should support us and our relationship with anyone that we choose. We are all happy and that should be enough for you if you're a real Atiny."

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Reporter#7: "How did you feel the way you did when you first met her?"

Wooyoung: "I had mixed feelings...."

Reporter#7: "Why?"

Wooyoung: "Because I thought that she was just using us for fame.... I thought she didn't really love us... But after a few weeks... I saw how she was with all of the members."

Reporter#7: "What did you and San do to make it up to her?"

Wooyoung: "We had a heartfelt conversation... we hugged each other, we cried beside each other... We love each other because of that moment."

Reporter#7: "Beautiful"

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Reporter#8: "Mingi said that y/n and Yeosang both baby you. How do you feel about it?."

Jongho: "If it makes them happy, then I'm happy, I love them too much to say no."

Reporter#8: "Were all of you scared of how the company would react?."

Jongho: "Yea, we were all scared to talk about it to the company. We didn't want our careers to end so at first we kept it a secret. Then we decided to tell the company and the public."

Reporter#8: "Why didn't she come in today?."

Jongho: "She's a bit sick right now. She didn't want to get anyone sick so she stayed home."

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Reporter#1: "Thank you all for coming today. We wish you all the best!"

Ateez: "Thank you for your time. To our fans we would like to say thank you for accepting us and our relationship."

Ateez: "8 MAKES ONE TEAM!!!"

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Thank you for reading!. I hope it was good enough for you too continue to read the upcoming parts!!!.

-Dangjam

#Ateez #ateez x reader #poly ateez x reader #x reader

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sector1 · 4 months

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tag game 🌙

I was tagged by @ateezloversclub. 🫂💗 thank you sm kayla and I hope you're having a lovely day! manifesting kpop-related christmas gifts for you 🕯

you’re starring in a movie with the last person you saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title, who/what is it?

kfkdox9dnoIFODKD9KD9XMDODKDOD I SAVED THIS JONGHO AS A REACTION MEME BUT THIS FITS VERY. WELL (she's delusional)

tagging some of my lovely moots, no pressure!! 💗: @aprylynn, @applejongho, @jeongyunho99, @raplinenthusiasts, @isitstraightvodka, @lgbtuan , @hwangelbaby , @irlkpop, @starlostjimin. 🫂

#tag games #moots 💗#kayla 💐#hope that everyone is well and that the holiday season will be good to you 🫂💗#drink some water pls #atz said drink up one more drink up get more #(water. obviously.)

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When They Find You Carrying Their Photo Card ~ Ateez Reaction

Seonghwa:

Your head spun around as soon as you heard a gasp come from Seonghwa, looking around to notice that he had found your collection of photos on your wall. “What’s this?” Seonghwa laughed, taking one down.

You didn’t know what he had found until he looked back at you and held out his photocard that he had spotted. “Oh, that’s just something that I like to have up to remind me of you.”

“This is an official photocard,” Seonghwa murmured, “you had to get an album to be able to get your hands on this photocard Y/N.”

Your head nodded in agreement with him, “I know, a few of my friends all bought albums too and luckily Y/F/N had one with your photocard in it.”

“You searched for my photocard?” Seonghwa asked you, almost chuckling in disbelief, “you know that I could’ve just given you one, right?”

You continued to nod in response, “I didn’t want to ask, I wanted to find a photocard of you properly just like all of your fans have to do.”

“You know I’ve got plenty more where these came from.”

“I’ve already got one,” you teased back at him.

“You can never get enough of me though.”

Hongjoong:

You didn’t quite know what to say as Hongjoong showed you the article that he had been sent by Mingi. “It’s you,” Hongjoong told you, “and there seems to be a little something in that bag of yours too.”

You zoomed in closer to the photos that had been taken of you. “What is it?” You asked him, not quite able to figure out what it was at they were supposed to have found.

“Take a look at the headline,” Hongjoong suggested, helping to answer your question, “I think that will tell you everything.”

As you read through the headline, the smile on your face dropped. “How did they even manage to see that I had one of your photocards on me so far away?”

“They’re smart behind those cameras,” Hongjoong grinned, “I think it’s a pretty good spot of theirs if you ask me, they’re good photos.”

Your eyes rolled as Hongjoong spoke, “you’re only saying that because you’re loving that I got caught with your photocard, aren’t you?”

“Can you blame me for enjoying this?”

“Stop looking so smug,” you warned.

“I just can’t help it Y/N.”

Yunho:

Your smile was shy as you walked back into your bedroom to see Yunho sat on your bed with a photo held between his two fingers. “I found this whilst you were gone,” Yunho smirked across at you.

You didn’t quite know where to look as Yunho’s smile grew in response to your expression. “You weren’t looking around my room by any chance were you, Jeong Yunho?”

“It was on the floor,” he defended, “my eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to such a handsome face and wonder what it was that you had there.”

Your head shook at how confident he was, “if you were looking for a handsome face then it wasn’t that photocard you should’ve been drawn to.”

“Hey,” Yunho gasped, poking you as soon as you sat down beside him. “You love my face; you constantly tell me that too.”

You tried your best not to smile, but the look in his eyes soon had you cracking. “Can I have my photocard of you back now?”

“How long have you really had this?”

“Maybe a couple of months,” you replied.

“How did I never even know?”

Yeosang:

A hand grabbing onto yours took you by surprise, glancing across at Yeosang ahead of you. “Is that a photocard in your phone case?” Yeosang asked, keen to take a closer look at what it was that you had inside.

You let go of your phone so that Yeosang took take a look at it. “It is a photocard,” you told him, remaining tight lipped as to who was on the photo that you had in your case.

“It better be of me,” Yeosang joked, and as he took the photocard out, his joke soon came true. “You actually have a photocard of me?”

Your head nodded with a loud chuckle, “did you really think that I’d carry around a photocard of someone who wasn’t you? Did you think it would be Jongho?”

“I thought you were just trying to wind me up,” Yeosang admitted, “it’s pretty cute that you’re carrying this around with me.”

You placed your phone back in your pocket, keeping it safe. “You weren’t supposed to find it, it was supposed to be hidden in there.”

“I’m glad that I found it though Y/N.”

“Your smile says that,” you teased.

“I’m very happy right now.”

San:

A groan came from San as the lid came off of the box that he was carrying, but as he looked inside, he couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s all this?” He asked, placing the box down so he could take a closer look.

Your eyes widened as you followed behind him, knowing what he had found. “It’s just a box of random bits,” you tried to explain, but San’s attention had already been captured.

“Quite a few of these random bits seem to be to do with me,” San pointed out, lifting up a couple of tickets before finding a photocard too.

A sigh came from you as he looked expectantly back across at you. “Alright, so I might have a box which is just dedicated to things that you and have done.”

“There’s no need to be shy,” San told you as you tentatively explained yourself, “I think it’s quite sweet that you’ve saved all these things.”

His arm wrapped you, pulling you closely into his side. “I’ve even got one of your photocards, and I don’t even have an album San.”

“Y/N, honestly, all of this is just adorable.”

“You don’t think it’s strange?” You frowned.

“No way, this is the sweetest.”

Mingi:

You didn’t quite know where to look as Mingi’s eyes remained focused on you after finding one of his photocards in your room. “You know I’ve got plenty more of these if you want more, one is a little boring.”

A chuckle came from you as Mingi took a great deal of pride in knowing that you had his photocard. “Why do I need anymore photos of you when I have the actual you right here instead?”

“But these can be for when you miss me,” Mingi tried to tell you, “one for at work, one for at home, one when you’re at the dorm too.”

Your eyebrows furrowed back across at him, “you know that whenever I’m at the dorm you’re at the dorm too, how will I be able to miss you whilst there?”

“Just in case,” he defended with a mischievous laugh, “I bet that you could find a better photo of me than the one that you’ve got too you know.”

Your hand pushed gently against Mingi’s arm, “I’m beginning to regret the fact that I let you find even one photocard of mine right now.”

“I’m feeling pretty chuffed that I found it though.”

“Your ego is happy, right?” You pushed him.

“It might be pretty impressed.”

Wooyoung:

Your head nodded as Wooyoung offered to look through your bag to help you find your keys, only to find a photo in the bottom instead. “Is this me?” He enquired, reaching in and pulling it out to get a better look.

You weren’t sure what he was on about until you spun around, freezing once you saw what was in his hands. “I thought that I took that out of my bag the other day, but it’s still in there.”

“It definitely is,” Wooyoung teased, “you love me so much you decide to carry around my photocards as well as see me too?”

Your eyes rolled at the proud smirk that was on his face, “don’t get too excited, I only have that one, it’s just one that I like to have on me from time to time.”

“Time to time?” Wooyoung pushed, getting a great deal of satisfaction from seeing how shy you were. “And what time are those exactly Y/N?”

Your head shook as he took a step closer towards you, “if people ask to see a photo of you for example, then I can just pull that out and show them.”

“Who’s asking to see photos of me? All my fans”

“Mostly my family really,” you chuckled.

“Surely family equals my fans too.”

Jongho:

A gasp came from Jongho as he picked up the photo that came out of your wallet as he finally spotted it. “Could you have picked a worse photo card? I look horrific in this photo Y/N,” Jongho fretted.

Your head shook in reply to him as Jongho’s eyes studied the photo closely. “What are you even talking about? That’s one of my favourite photos of you, that’s why I keep that one with me.”

“You’re weird,” he teased, sliding the photo card back across the table towards you. “At least let me give you a better looking one of me?”

Once again, you shook your head as you placed the photo back into your wallet. “There is no better-looking photo card of you in my opinion than this one.”

“How long have you kept that?” He then enquired, scratching over the top of his head, “were you even going to show me that you had that on you?”

The corners of your mouth turned up as you listened to Jongho vent, “I thought I’d wait and see how long it would take before you noticed I had it.”

“When you’re not looking, I’m swapping that by the way.”

“I’ll never let this photo go,” you warned him.

“When you least expect it, I’ll be there.”

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