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cuddlepilefics · 8 months

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Hiding an illness

Fandom: Ateez

Sickie: Yeosang

Caregivers: Ateez

Prompt: @sicktember

No one’s POV.:

Yeosang’s eyes watered as he picked up his head. He couldn’t remember how long he had been out but it had to have been a while because his legs cramped and his back ached. With a shaky hand, Yeosang flushed the toilet, not wanting to look at his stomach contents again. When he got to his feet, his vision darkened around the edges, forcing him to hold onto the sink. After taking a few deep breaths to ride out the dizziness, Yeosang washed his hands and took a look at himself in the mirror. Gosh, he looked dreadful. Rinsing his mouth with water a couple of times, he reached for the mouthwash. While he swished the minty liquid around his mouth, glad to finally get that foul taste off his tongue, he splashed some cold water into his face. If he hadn’t been so incredibly tired, Yeosang would’ve taken a shower, disgusted that he had actually fallen asleep with his arms crossed on the toilet seat.

Taking his temperature, Yeosang bit his lip. This wasn’t good. They’d have a pretty packed day ahead, their alarms set to go off in about two hours, yet here ha was barely having gotten any sleep. When he had first gone to bed, Yeosang hadn’t been able to fall asleep for over an hour, his stomach twisting painfully no matter how he curled up in his bed. He could already feel the onset of a fever then, the slight chills as he pulled his blanket tighter without feeling any warmer. It hadn’t taken long after he fell asleep for him to wake up feeling so much worse. Yeosang had barely made it out of bed and to the bathroom in time to be sick. Afraid he wouldn’t get any rest if he didn’t manage to calm his stomach down, he had dragged himself to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. It still sat untouched on the coffee table in the living room. Yeosang had settled on the couch as he waited for his tea to cool but before he got a chance to drink it, his stomach had rebelled again, sending him back to the bathroom, where he eventually fell asleep.

With his arm wrapped protectively around his tummy, Yeosang trudged back to the living room. Sure enough, his tea was cold now. He wasn’t even sure he’d be able to keep it down so he just dumped it into the sink and filled a hot water bottle instead. His abs were sore already, which didn’t help the cramps in the slightest, so he took his hot water bottle and headed back to bed. Yeosang hugged the hot water bottle to his middle as he pulled his blanket all the way up to his chin, trying to ease the chills but there was no use. If he was lucky, he could get one more hour of sleep before they’d have to get up for work.

Of course, Yeosang hadn’t been lucky. He had spent the past hour in a daze with his head thumping and his stomach churning. When his alarm rang, he just wanted to cry. They’d be so busy today and he felt completely overwhelmed by the intense schedule as he slipped the still comfortably warm hot water bottle under his pillow to hide it. It was only then that Yeosang realized what amount of comfort it had brought him. He shuddered as he kicked off his blanket. Swinging his legs over the side of his bed, the boy sat up and needed a moment to get his head to stop spinning. Today would be hell.

They started the day with an interview, which Yeosang was all to happy about. He could just sit and look pretty while the other members, mainly Hongjoong, did the talking. Well, looking pretty was a little difficult but the makeup artist worked her magic and he turned out looking decent enough. Since he still had to wait for the other member to be done with their hair and makeup, Yeosang figured he should try to get some more rest. It wasn’t easy in a dressing room buzzing with people but he found a somewhat quiet corner. He winced as he slipped one hand under his shirt, softly palming his bloated tummy. Had his mind not been muddled by fever, Yeosang would’ve questioned why it was so suspiciously peaceful in the waiting area. He startled when someone plopped down next to him.

“Hey”, Yunho smiled, “You look like you didn’t sleep a wink.” Pulling his knees up to his chest, Yeosang shrugged: “Wasn’t much, I guess.” – “Wooyoung and San are out getting coffee and maybe a small bite for breakfast. Schedules have been changed, so the interview will be delayed and we won’t have time to eat before dance practice”, Yunho informed. So that was where the chaos-kids were. Yeosang nodded in acknowledgement. He wouldn’t have found the energy to get up right now anyway. “Do you wanna try and get some more sleep before the interview? You look exhausted”, the older hummed, “Here, you can put your head on my shoulder.” Though a little tense at the sudden skinship, Yeosang allowed Yunho to guide his head. The dancer’s shoulder was surprisingly comfortable and breathing a quiet ‘thanks’ Yeosang closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Yunho was scrolling through social media wen San and Wooyoung returned. The pair handed out food and with the other members swarming them, Yunho was surprised his dongsaeng remained asleep next to him. “Hyung, we got you coffee”, San beamed, crouching next to Yunho. The older tanked him quietly, before whispering: “If you still have some food left, you should make Yeosang eat some. His tummy’s really noisy and if he’s this hungry already, he really needs to eat something before dance practice.” San nodded, heading back to the others to grab something for his hyung to eat. When he returned though, Yunho was sitting there by himself. Apparently Yeosang had snuck past him while he was distracted. “Thanks, Sannie. He just went to the restroom but I’ll tell him to eat as soon as he’s back”, Yunho smiled as the younger handed him a takeout box. San nodded before going to bother Wooyoung.

Yeosang’s hands trembled as he locked the door behind himself. He hadn’t expected to get any sleep, so he should be happy but those twenty minutes had left him disoriented and just as tired as before. His stomach was in knots, head pounding as he leant against the wall, drawing a shuddering breath. A queasy burp climbed up his throat, leaving a sour taste in his mouth. Squeezing his eyes shut, Yeosang pleaded silently ‘not again’, as he leant over the toilet. He didn’t have much in him to still throw up but the nausea was so intense, his throat kept contracting with unproductive gags. Hurriedly ripping off some toilet paper, Yeosang dabbed at his watering eyes, afraid his makeup would start to run down his face. His stomach contracted with a forceful heave, causing him to break into a sweat.

It had only been about ten minutes but to Yeosang it felt like an eternity till the dry heaves finally tampered off. His throat felt shredded and his head ached in a way that made it impossible to think straight but he knew the interview might start at any point, so he couldn’t dwell on it. Yeosang quickly washed his hands and took a paper towel to dab the sweat off his forehead without wiping away his makeup. On shaky legs, he made his way back to the waiting area, wincing when he was hit with the smell of food. “Oh, there you are, hyung”, Wooyoung grinned, “We already thought you might have gotten lost. There’s food for you over there.” – “Thanks, Woo”, Yeosang rasped, desperately trying to come up with an excuse, so he wouldn’t have to eat, “I’m not really hungry yet but I’ll make sure to eat something later.”

Before Yeosang could sit down further away, he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. “You’re not catching a cold, are you?”, Seonghwa frowned, taking in his dongsaeng’s pale complexion, “Your voice doesn’t sound to great.” The younger hurriedly shook his head, making himself dizzy in the process. Backing away, Yeosang denied: “I do not have a cold. Must have strained my throat or something.” Before the oldest could press further, Yeosang was pulled aside by a makeup artist, who scolded him for messing with his makeup. While he got his makeup fixed, Yeosang wished for the ground to swallow him up. His clothes were already clinging to his skin from how much he was sweating and he hadn’t even danced yet. There was no way he’d be able to get through their practice later. “We need to get out for the interview in a few minutes”, Jongho informed, handing the older a bottle of water, “There won’t be anymore time for you to eat, so you’ll have to eat during the drive to the company building later.” Yeosang nodded, grateful he had been able to evade it this time. He quickly uncapped the bottle and took a few sips to soothe his throat.

The interview passed in a blur. Just like Yeosang had expected, there was only one question directed at him and aside from that, all he had to do was put on a smile. Now that it was over though, the cramps made it almost impossible to smile at all. The best he could do was walk to the waiting car without a limp. Yeosang had just buckled himself in as he had a Styrofoam container thrust into his hands. “We’ll be dancing all afternoon, so you really need to get something into your system. We only have rice now though”, Hongjoong announced, checking the time on his phone, “Hope twenty minutes are enough.” Gulping, the younger nodded, aware that both Seonghwa and Yunho were keeping an eye on him now. Yeosang tried to take steady breaths to keep his stomach in check but he really didn’t feel good. Though he struggled, he had managed to force down half of the rice and sipped some water afterwards, hoping the headache would improve once he managed to keep enough fluids down.

They had barely completed their warm up yet Yeosang was already dead on his feet. His stomach was rolling, obviously not happy about him eating something but it was too late now. While they waited for Yunho to pic a song, Wooyoung made his way over to his friend. The older had looked down all morning, so he wanted to cheer him up. Hugging Yeosang tight, Wooyoung made a wordplay joke to earn a laugh but his joke didn’t land. Yeosang tensed in his hold, gasping: “Woo! No, I-“ Panicking, he clamped his hands over his mouth as his stomach lurched but it was in vain. All Yeosang could do was twist away from his friend as sick gushed up his throat.

The group watched in shocked silence as Yeosang threw up again. By now, Wooyoung had taken a step back but he kept one arm around his friend’s waist to steady him. The older trembled from the strain, whimpering: “I-I’m sorry.” - “No, don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault”, Wooyoung frowned, disappointed in himself for not noticing anything sooner, “Let’s sit down for a moment.” He guided Yeosang a few steps away from the puddle now overly aware of how hot his skin felt to the touch. Seonghwa joined them with his dongsaeng’s towel and water bottle. “How long have you been feeling bad?”, the oldest hummed softly, handing Yeosang the towel, so he could wipe his face. Drawing a shaky breath, Yeosang admitted quietly: “Last night. Barely slept ‘cause I’ve been up puking.” – “And you didn’t speak up because…?”, Seonghwa pressed, uncapping the water bottle. Hesitantly taking a sip, the younger shrugged: “I-I… I dunno.” A tear fell from his eye and he muttered: “We had a busy day an’ I didn’t wanna be an inconvenience, so I thought I’d just stick it out but I- I really don’t feel good.” – “Why would you think you’re an inconvenience?”, Wooyoung whispered sadly, guiding his friend to lean back against him. Yeosang just shrugged and closed his eyes as his head was still pounding and the bright lighting didn’t help.

“Hey, Sangie”, Hongjoong hummed, nudging his dongsaeng’s arm, “Would you be okay going home on your own? I can clear your schedule but none of us can leave yet.” Yeosang nodded but when they helped hm to his feet, his vision darkened and it was only because of Seonghwa and Wooyoung that he didn’t fall over. Seonghwa shook his head at Hongjoong. There was no way they could send their dongsaeng out on his own. Wrapping his arm around the younger’s waist, Seonghwa whispered: “Let’s get lying down for now, okay? We’ll get the trashcan and you can rest on the couch for a bit.” While he settled Yeosang on the couch, Wooyoung went to retrieve his friend’s things and covered him with his coat to quell the chills. “Here, I still had a fresh pair of ear plugs in my bag”, Yunho claimed, handing them to his fellow dancer. Jongho grabbed Yeosang’s towel and disappeared to the restroom for a moment to run it under cold water. When he returned, he gently dabbed away Yeosang’s tears before draping the towel over his forehead and eyes to block out the light, so the older would hopefully be able to get some sleep before they could get him back to the dorm for some proper rest.

#fanfic #fluff #comfort #fanfiction #sickfic #sick #ateez #atiny #sicktember2023 #sicktember 2023 #emeto #woosang #seongsang #jongsang

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karamel-sins · 2 months

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It was a 'crazy form'~

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My Twitter: Link 🎀

#ateez #atz #digital art #fanart #woosan #matz #seongjoong #yungi #jongsang #yaoi #my art

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itsanidiom · 5 months

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REBELS. OUTLAWS. PIRATES.

#COMPLETED #ATEEZ #Pirate AU #lore compliant #for the most part #lol #myfics #FANFICTION #AO3 #ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN #SEONGJOONG #WOOSAN #YUNGI #JONGSANG

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xmaeve · 1 year

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➸ A gente nem ficou.

#ateez #ateez edit #jongho #yeosang #capa de fanfic #capa divertida #capa clean #capa social spirit #jongsang

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jnghxheavyballs · 1 year

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Forbidden Love

[Mars/Ares 🐻 x Venus/Aphrodites 👑]

+ veil version

Random trivia: this AU is HEAVILY inspired by Greek mythology (the whole Ares/Aphrodites/Hephaestus conundrum) with some poet licensed changes by myself (planets are governed by these gods and are influenced by them; the Ares/Aphrodites relationship begins before Aphrodites/Hephaestus’ forced marriage)

This post is also on twt

#jnghxheavyballs #khornyart #nsfwartiny #nsfwtiny #jongho #yeosang #jongsang #GodsAU

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space-cowboy-101 · 2 months

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✨ATEEZ as Dragon Age aesthetics pt.2✨

Yeosang, Mingi and San’s have got to be my favorite out of all of them because they’re just so them in this story. Especially Yeosang’s, solely for the picture I used and how it relates to Orlesian culture.

Anyway, onto the backstories!

Even with the giant stone walls, Starkhaven couldn’t hold the great Choi San within its containment. He’s seen everything the Free Marches has to offer; Minanter river, Grand Tourneys, the mysterious gremlins skulking around the outskirts! Out of his father’s promising grasp with the help of a revered mother, he wandered around the Marches without abandon and enjoyed the new freedom to the fullest, and did it taste sweet. Until he met his match just after his departure from a quaint village, someone who’d become a mentor he didn’t think he’d ever have and teach him all the skills of a Kirkwall rat. Someone who’d eventually bring him to the Inquisition’s doorstep.

Song Mingi’s seen many things in his short life. He’s experienced the influx of refugees during the Fifth Blight, he’s watched the Champion of Kirkwall rise to infamy and even got to meet him, and he got to be a first hand witness to the boiling tensions and subsequent destruction between the Kirkwall Templar Order and the Circle of Magic. Nothing more than a stranger to him, the effects of the Champion’s manufacturer-consumer relationship with his father hit him hard once he left Kirkwall. The government viewed his father as a criminal—and he by association—and it was the tipping point of his decision to leave the dying city, what with the mages in the Gallows and the Templar’s strict control of them. So, with the two he met in the tavern in Lowtown, he followed them on their mission to find the next Inquisitor of an Inquisition soon to be brought to fruition.

Life’s never been very kind to Jung Wooyoung, or at least that’s what he’d say if you asked him. Growing up as a prodigy should’ve assured him a life of luxury and ease, for he’d have a place as a Tevinter Magister as soon as he completed his schooling, but no. Life had other plans for him. Hopping from Circle to Circle, the mage never knew home and got into more shit than a deepstalker, until he was confronted by the man who’d help him realize his potential. Before he too fell to his curse, his family destroyed and his mentorship failing when Wooyoung was asked to do the impossible. Tumultuous and bitter, his life spiraled before his father made the choice that any sane person would be scandalized by and forced him to run. And run he did, right into the arms of someone that understood his problems better than himself.

Everyone knew that the Anderfels is a cesspool of depression, even Choi Jongho despite calling the nation his home. Home of the Grey Wardens and their nemesis, the Darkspawn, Jongho heard lots of the stories about fierce warriors that rode into battle on griffins but never did he see that when the Wardens defended their village from the darkspawn that wandered too close. It wasn’t until he was old enough to hold a sword did he realize how shattered and desolate Anderfels was, when he’d fled his village and found himself at the Nevarran border and seen for the first time what a yellow sun at high noon looked like. Nevarra was part desert yet it was nothing like the jagged rocks and bloodied sand that the Anderfels had, and Jongho’s eyes were opened to the beauty of the world, alongside the man who saved him that day.

rip the other guys, i kinda got into their stories without realizing 💀 but at the same time, i’ve tried not to spoil too much because they come into play later on 🫣

poor jongho…going from hot ass desert to icy permanent winter mountains. 💪🏻 you got this guy, i believe in you.

Thanks for checking out my post if you’ve read this far 🥹 and i hope you enjoy my story if you decide to give it a read! the third chapter just got posted yesterday and the next one will be up in a few days. 🫶🏻

#ateez aesthetic #ateez fic #ateez fanfic #ateez #yungi #jeong yunho #song mingi #jongsang #choi jongho #kang yeosang #woosan #jung wooyoung #park seonghwa #choi san #seongjoong #kim hongjoong

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tshtlow · 1 month

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então, eu tentei um estilo novo :)

#capa para spirit #capa de fanfic #desafio de capas #jongsang #jongho ateez #yeosang ateez #capa dark #ateez #capa para fic #capa de spirit #capa para fanfic #ateez fanfic #atz #kang yeosang #choi jongho

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5racha · 2 months

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myatalevrosa · 2 months

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my au with knights Jongho and forest spirit Yeosang

#ateez #ateez art #jongho #yeosang #jongsang #sketch

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minivantiny · 2 months

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ATEEZ x Harry Potter Universe Masterlist

This is my take on what I think Ateez would be like in the HP universe. My little safe space since I'm back in my HP era and Ateez had their 3rd Japanese comeback.

Although I've been a casual reader for many unholy years, this is my first attempt at fanfiction. (Please bear with me, I swear I have some good ideas).

I post these on AO3 as well! (https://archiveofourown.org/works/54307042/chapters/137539711)

There will be updates to this post as my writing progresses!

Houses:

Gryffindor - Jung Wooyoung, Choi Jongho

Slytherin - Kim Hongjoong, Choi San

Ravenclaw - Park Seonghwa, Kang Yeosang

Hufflepuff - Jeong Yunho, Song Mingi

Student's introductions!

Who Was I Trying To Be?

Park Seonghwa

A student who goes relatively unnoticed among the new first years, but who is a legend to anyone who's ever crossed paths with him. With Music as his extracurricular passion, he weaves spells through enchanting notes, leaving a musical charm in the air. Enthralled by the cosmic wonders, Astronomy is his stellar domain, while Transfiguration becomes a stage for his enchanting transformations.

He might have been sorted into Slytherin for his ambition and determination if it weren't for his brains and creativity in music. He couldn't be happier to be sorted into Ravenclaw. After all, being in Slytherin would mean spending more time with Kim Hongjoong. Which is not such a terrible scenario when you look at it from a certain perspective. Except, for Seonghwa, it is. The cunning Slytherin boy may be adored and praised by all the students and professors. But Seonghwa can see right through him. He knows the real Kim Hongjoong, the one who is hiding behind a wall of hypocrisy, deceit, and deception.

I Used To Hear A Simple Song

Kim Hongjoong

Charismatic and popular with students and professors alike, Hongjoong effortlessly walks the fine line between breaking the rules and avoiding the consequences.

In the world of magic, his favourite subjects - Astronomy, Defence Against the Dark Arts and the Study of Ancient Runes - reveal a wizard of many talents. Hongjoong's mastery of both offensive and defensive spells makes him a formidable force in Defence Against the Dark Arts, a reputation he proudly flaunts.

Adding a harmonious twist to his magical journey, music serves as Hongjoong's extracurricular escape. But amid his academic pursuits, an unexpected connection emerges. Seonghwa, the Ravenclaw scholar, harbors an inexplicable dislike for Hongjoong. In response, the Slytherin captain amuses himself by flirting playfully, turning the tension into a game of teasing. He continues to tease him every chance he gets. "You're so obsessed with me and my business.. do you have a crush on me, Cottonhead?" However, underneath the banter lies an underlying fear that Seonghwa might reveal Hongjoong's well-guarded secret.

When Will You Learn?

Jeong Yunho

Jeong Yunho, the spirited Hufflepuff whose green thumb in Herbology and fascination with History of Magic paint a vivid portrait of his academic life. As housemates and best friends with Song Mingi, their camaraderie echoes through the Hufflepuff common room.

As a half-blood wizard raised in the enchantment of magic, Yunho's intrigues extend beyond the wizarding world. His love for Muggle Studies opens a door to the mysteries of Muggle life and inspires him to pick up a paintbrush in his spare time. In the realm of art, Yunho finds solace and inspiration by attending extra-curricular Art classes with his Gryffindor friend Jongho.

Despite Yunho's endearing positivity, a subtle undercurrent of forced cheerfulness raises questions. Mingi senses a veil over Yunho's happiness, a facade that conceals potential trauma. Just as secrets linger in the halls of Hogwarts, Jeong Yunho's painted smile hides depths that only time may unveil.

Clever As A Devil And Twice As Pretty

Kang Yeosang

Kang Yeosang, the clever and mischievous Ravenclaw whose talent for Potions and Charms has earned him the praise of his professors. Yeosang's mastery of potions goes beyond the textbook, modifying recipes for his own ingenious purposes.

Along with his housemate Seonghwa, they are known as "the walking statues" for their dazzling looks, but Yeosang's appearance belies his true nature. Seemingly shy and innocent, he harbours a secret attraction to strong, muscular men, finding Jongho's strength in particular irresistible.

Encounters with Jongho in the school library and in their shared Potions and Charms class become the setting for Yeosang's subtle provocations. Beneath the facade of innocence lies a cheeky bastard with a sharp tongue that he only reveals to those he trusts - Seonghwa, Jongho, and Wooyoung. The trio are witnesses to Yeosang's unfiltered thoughts, though other students dismiss Jongho's stories as mere gossip.

As Yeosang weaves a wall of pretended strength and independence, a mystery lingers. Who, or what, will crack the Ravenclaw student's shell and expose the vulnerability beneath?

And Then, The Bastard Winked At Me

Choi San

A reserved Slytherin pureblood, Choi San has a natural brilliance for the wind-focused magic that runs through his veins. Arriving late to Hogwarts and his famous wizarding family surname often precedes him, making him noticeable among his classmates. Despite this, San keeps a low profile. He entrusts himself to a select few, including his cousin Jongho, Care of Magical Creatures classmate Mingi, fellow housemate and quidditch team player Hongjoong, and an unexpected friend, Wooyoung.

Mastery in Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts is just the tip of the iceberg for San. His knowledge extends beyond the curriculum, leading him to invent his own spells and become a formidable duelist, hinting at sources of practice beyond the Dueling Club. His stress-relieving activities include tending to magical creatures in the Care of Magical Creatures class, where the calming presence of creatures such as Kneazels allows him to relax and spend time with Mingi.

San develops a friendship with Hongjoong and a friendly rivalry with Wooyoung in the realm of Quidditch. The Seekers clashing on the Quidditch pitch becomes a familiar scene, with victory over the Gryffindors adding a hint of satisfaction to San's reserved demeanor. Despite Wooyoung's fiery approach, San secretly appreciates the energetic balance Wooyoung brings to his life.

Choi San is still a mysterious figure in the murmurs of the Hogwarts hallways, his past and skills entwined in the mystery surrounding his ancestry.

Bonus:

A quick peek at San's personal spellbook

How Dare You Insult My Frog?

Song Mingi

Song Mingi, the embodiment of Hufflepuff's famed loyalty, is entwined in the threads of friendship and magical creatures. As Yunho's roommate and childhood confidant, Mingi's heart is a verdant garden, cultivating both leafy greens and the bonds of friendship.

Mingi's personal gardening haven behind the Beasts classroom is a monument to his unwavering love of the enchanted and the natural, and it flourishes with his fondness for magical creatures. Mingi, who finds Yunho's love for Muggle studies inspiring, takes great care of his vegetable patch, with each plant serving as a testament to his meticulous nature.

In Mingi's world, loyalty to inanimate companions is as important as loyalty to friends. His cherished toad, Pocco, is a symbol of quiet companionship, providing a calm contrast to Mingi's own chatty and extroverted personality. Mingi and Pocco take evening walks near the school's boathouse, a tradition that Yunho can't help but find irresistibly endearing.

But Mingi's loyalty shines clearest for his friends, and he holds a special place in his heart for Yunho. From socks and quills to a lunchbox that has remained the same since their first year, the commitment reaches even to the little things in Mingi's life.

Mingi prioritizes listening to others, reaching a compromise, and looking for common ground rather than engaging in conflict. But Mingi's attitude towards Yunho and Pocco shifts, and he becomes willing to go against his morals in order to stand up for the ones he cares about the most.

Are You Flirting Or Starting A Fight?

Jung Wooyoung

Introducing Jung Wooyoung, the vivacious Gryffindor Seeker who embodies confidence and passion. A wizard with a heart as expansive as his daring maneuvers on the Quidditch pitch, Wooyoung's spirit ignites the Gryffindor stands with each thrilling match.

Off the pitch, Wooyoung's companion is Ned, a ginger cat who adds a touch of warmth to his lively personality. When not soaring through the air or studying magical arts, he works as a part-time cashier at Honeydukes, indulging his sweet tooth during shifts.

Wooyoung defies expectations by excelling in the intricate arts of Divination and Transfiguration. These challenging subjects showcase his dedication and intellectual prowess.

Yet Wooyoung's interest is drawn to the mysterious Slytherin, Choi San. Unfazed by his shameless flirtatious remarks, San's lack of interest turns into a powerful magnet that pulls Wooyoung into an interest that develops into a genuine friendship—albeit one laced with unspoken attractions.

But on the Quidditch pitch, their friendship turns into a fierce rivalry. San's skill contrasts with Wooyoung's competitive attitude, and each defeat fuels his will to succeed. The Gryffindor is passionate and short-tempered, and he shows it. Especially when he sees San smirking subtly, acknowledging the Slytherins' victory.

The Smell Of Books Is Eminent

Choi Jongho

Choi Jongho brings an unexpected twist to the Gryffindor stereotype, defying the expectations placed upon him by his prestigious wizarding family. Contrary to the assumptions that came with his famous surname, Jongho embraced the scarlet and gold of Gryffindor over the green and silver of Slytherin. Despite his parent's disapproval, Jongho chose to follow his own path, shattering his family's hopes of raising another Quidditch champion.

Despite his strong build suggesting Quidditch skill, Jongho turns down the offer due to the attraction of Divination, Charms, and Potions. He was bound to conflict with his family because of his academic decisions and lack of interest in the family's obsession with blood purity. Unfazed, Jongho considers severing ties if his family doesn't agree with his chosen path.

Beneath his tough exterior lies an obsession with Yeosang, a particular Ravenclaw. While Jongho may seem uninterested, he is drawn to Yeosang's intriguing aura. Their paths cross in classes and late-night library sessions, offering a challenge that Jongho - who loves challenges - simply cannot refuse.

Even though Jongho may seem intimidating, his outspoken nature belies a passion for the arts known only to a select few, including his classmate Yunho and fellow Art class companions. Rather than flaunting his skills, Jongho prefers to quietly master his artistic pursuits, adding another layer to the Gryffindor who chose to paint his own bright future.

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