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blu-joons · 2 years

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Late Night Cuddles ~ Lee Junho

Your footsteps were sloppy as you walked through the apartment, noticing Junho laid out on the sofa. He could barely keep his eyes awake as he looked across to finally see you walking in, smiling weakly as he placed his phone down beside him on the sofa.

You had no recollection of how late it was, as you slipped your shoes off, noticing Junho sitting himself up slowly, stretching his legs out from the many hours he’d spent on the sofa.

Just as he sat up, you sat down, letting go of a heavy groan as soon as you felt yourself hit the comfort of the sofa cushion. To say you were knackered was an understatement, your body felt as if it was running on empty, which Junho quickly realised.

Yet another late shift, and yet another late arrival back home.

Tonight, seemed different as he studied you though, watching as your hands nervously ran through your hair, shaking from the lack of energy that you seemed to have.

Watching you broke Junho’s heart, he’d watched you come home several times over the past few weeks, but this one finally seemed to be the one that broke you as he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you down to lay across the sofa.

“I’m sorry that I kept you waiting,” you told him as Junho laid your head down to rest against his chest, running his hand along your arm.

His head shook back across to you, he was prepared to wait up all night long if he needed to, to make sure that you were safe. Even if you didn’t want to talk, which seemed to happen most nights, he would still be there for you.

“You don’t need to apologise,” Junho assured you in a calming whisper, “I know that you’ve had a hectic few days, you were needed at work, and that’s alright.”

More than anything you didn’t want to be needed at work, you wanted to be left alone and allowed to leave work at a reasonable time. You wanted to be able to come home and talk to Junho rather than immediately bail on him for bed.

For some reason though, he seemed to understand. He didn’t get angry or frustrated at the lack of time that he seemed to have for you, instead he just took care of you like he always did and made sure that you were looked after for the limited time that you had at home.

“I’m sorry that we’re having to be like this right now,” you whispered across to Junho.

As you tilted your head back, he brought his down to be able to meet your tired eyes. He didn’t want to listen to you apologise, and he definitely didn’t want for you to feel bad about what was happening, it was out of your control, which Junho understood.

“You shouldn’t have to stay up until one or two in the morning to look after me,” you told Junho as he tightened his arm around your frame, “you need to go to bed at a good time too, I’m not the only one that works.”

A soft kiss was pressed to the top of your head so that Junho could silence you momentarily. “I always have time for you, even if it’s two in the morning. There’s no way that I could leave you alone right now.”

You smiled anxiously back across at him, “you should be asleep though, you said earlier that you were starting to shoot today, that must have been exhausted.”

Whilst admittedly, the shoot for his new drama had taken it out on Junho for the day, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep without having you home anyway. However long he’d have to wait, he’d do it, just to see your face.

“I’m not the priority right now Y/N, you are.”

“I shouldn’t be your priority this late.”

“You’re always my priority,” Junho assured you, continuing to keep the encouraging smile on his face. “It’s obvious how exhausted you are, even if you keep wanting to pretend that you’re fine. I know you feel like you’re burdening me, but you’re not, I promise you. I want for you to be alright, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Your head nodded as Junho spoke, as ever there was a clear sincerity in his voice that meant you absolutely believed every word that he said to you.

His hold on you was strong too, cuddling up to you tightly to make sure that you knew that you weren’t alone. He always seemed to have the right answers when it came to looking after you, even at such a terrible hour of the day.

“I’m so tired,” you whispered across to Junho, “what did I do to end up like this?”

“You didn’t do anything,” Junho smiled, struggling to know what the best thing to say was.

As much as he knew that you were working late because the people at work trusted you and knew you were capable, seeing that being to wear you down suddenly flipped everything around for Junho, he didn’t want to see you tire.

“Why don’t we head up to bed soon so you can get some sleep?” Junho asked you, “I’ll even carry you up if you’re tired, as long as you stay on cat watch for me.”

“That was pretty funny when you tripped over one of them last week.”

His head shook back across at you, with a tinge of pain still in his back from where Johnny had tripped him as he sleepily made his way up the stairs.

“You can walk up,” Junho joked as he slowly tried to sit you up, keeping his arms around your frame to make standing up with you in his hold much easier. “The sooner you get to bed the better, otherwise you’ll crash on the sofa.”

Your head nodded in agreement with him as you stayed clinging to Junho, not wanting for any distance to get between the two of you.

“I hate seeing you so tired,” Junho hummed as he stood up, carrying you still in his hold with your legs wrapped around his waist. “I wish that sometimes they would go easier on you, take better care of you.”

“Luckily for me I get to come home and be taken care of by you though,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to Junho’s cheek, “even if no one else in the world looks after me, I know that I can always count on you to be there for me.”

“Absolutely, no matter the time, the place, or anything else,” he promised.

Your head nodded back to Junho, knowing that he would be there for all of those situations, always making time for you as he promised time and time again.

“We’ll get you wrapped up nice and cosy in no time,” Junho promised you as he got you up the stairs and into your bedroom, slowly opening the door into the room and placing you down on the bed carefully to stretch out.

“I’ve missed this place so much; our bed is the best.”

A chuckle came from Junho as for once you seemed comfortable again. The weight of the world lifted as soon as you curled up in bed, waiting for Junho to slide under the duvet and cuddle himself up to you again.

“Our bed, with the two of us is my favourite place too.”

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rose-likesto-write · 1 year

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Autumn Leaves...

Pairing: Lee Junho x Fem reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, maybe suggestive?

AU!: Rival to lovers trope; Supritendent of police, forensic psychologist

Warning (s): swears, mentions of murder, serial killer, victims

Rating: T

Word Count: 976

A/N: Hey, everyone.. I am back after a long break, things didnt go my way and we're tough but now it's better because of God's grace. ase, it's a small request to kindly give your feedback. It means alot ❤️

Sorry for grammatical mistakes and dramatic ending.. 😭

Summary:

"Now, I realised that as much as most of us call fairy tales as overrated and exaggerated versions but somewhere and somehow even we wish to have for own selves, for us to remember and for us to tell.. It happened with me as well but by the time I started hoping for one, I didn't realise that it might not be the type of ending I wished but I still didn't wanna give up"

"Wow, Mr Lee that's an amazing write up and I can't wait for the book to be published and read it but please, excuse my curiosity but there is more to it right? As in it feels this is actually from your own perspective like from your life experience or something?"

"Ofcourse, it is dear Lia but wait for the right time though."

Chapter-2 HE IS HERE..

‘CHAOS!’ ‘FRETFUL’ ‘STRESS!’ and numerous words like these fail to describe the current situation that was prevalent not only in the country but in the departments that joined hands to understand and solve the crime. It was as if the serial killer knew each and every move and is three steps forward,

“What the fuck is going on?” Junho said in frustration as he threw the set papers in his hand towards the wall. “Junho, you can’t just throw papers like this! I know you are frustrated and so we are.” Taecyeon said with a sympathetic look.

“You aren’t understanding the gravity of the situation! The victims are rising and so is the cruelty. I am worried what if the next victims are—

“Junho! I mean Mr Lee and Mr Ok, here is the report.” You rushed to his side with the thick folders and gave it to him before leaving. “How many times have I told you not to run with these thick folders?” Junho said with a stern look before taking the said folders and started going through it.

Taecyeon scoffed and texted Jennie.

Me: How long will they take?

Jen: Guess?

Me: I don’t know? Days, weeks, months, years, centuries or even millennials

Jen: Or they won't ever confess. Don’t worry

Me: Yeah, take care

Jen: You too :)

He closed his phone and saw him making notes. “Found something valuable? “ He said and sat next to him. “The reports have given great detail about the gruesome killings.” Junho said and turned his attention to Taecyeon.

“You remember, the initial conversation we had with the Chief? We spoke about backgrounds, abandoned areas?” Taecyeon nodded. “Well from the recent documents and evidence that were found, most of the victims are directly related to the killer in some way. Though, this sounds crazy especially how evidence has been gathered or possibly if the killer is deliberately leaving his evidence to find him, but why?”

“Because we are next on his target list.” Dr Kim said as he came with the Chief in their room. “Sir!” They stood up and saluted the Chief and greeted the doctor.

“Dr Kim is right” the chief sighed before continuing, “The two victims through which we thought we were able to get a hold of that monster, what happened? Another victim was killed horrifically and was not related to all others. So, that your attention could be diverted and from the rough sketches that were drawn and witnesses were called, most of them said that the accused knew the victim somehow the other way. It's not just a gruesome and gory play but it has some connection with the accused as well."

Later that night:

You and Jennie were going back after a hard and tiring day. “This case is too gory and scary.” Jennie said as she took a sip from juice. “Can’t agree more. It is literally so scary that I have become paranoid at this point.” You too walked closely keeping an eye out even though the general public was there but who would take a risk.

There were times when you felt someone’s presence but when you turned around, no one was there.

Rushing through your apartment’s door and closing it, a sigh of relief came out from both of your mouths.

“Lets get changed fast, then we can watch some shows while having some fried rice and the side dishes.” Jennie said to which you nodded

Everything was going well and you were about to fall asleep when the lights went off. “Why now?” You whined. “Don’t worry it will come in a minute or so” Jennie said but sadly, that minute turned into 15 minutes.

“Yes, thank you” Jennie sighed as she ended the call. “What happened?” You asked

“They are checking for the issue and the generator will start in a m-

A loud sound was heard as if someone broke the glass, making you both scream. “Jen-sh-” and another glass breaking sound was heard followed by bangings on the main door.

Tears were flowing down both of your faces. “D-do you think, its him?”

You frantically called the first number.

“P-please p-p-pick up!”

“Hello?”

“H-he is here. I think. P-

Before you could say anything the call ended and within a few seconds police sirens were heard and the bangings stopped and some rustling was heard outside.

“Y/N!!!” Junho screamed as he broke your apartment’s door followed by Taecyeon and other police officers and the lights came back.

“B-baby” He kneeled down as he took you in his arms, rubbing your back softly. “D-don’t worry baby, I am here” He whispered softly. After sometime, when you calmed down a bit, you snuggled your face in his chest and your grip on his shirt tightened.

“P-please don’t l-leave m- “Never, angel”

“Sir, we found this paper crumbled and this pin” San said he brought the evidence.

Both you and Jennie looked at the pin before you both turned pale. “Y/N, this is the p-pin that you lost!!” Jennie lost her balance and Taecyeon helped her.

“What does that paper say?” Junho growled. San’s hand shivered when he read it

“I was planning to meet you, my princess Y/N and your friend. You are too beautiful and i hope you remember this article. See ya next time”

“You are coming with me” Junho said as he stood up with you in his arms.

“I-I won’t go with you” You said as you tried to go from his arms.

“ARE YOU CRAZY?”

“He is after me and I don’t wanna go with you all. I can’t risk your saf-

“Risk safety? Are you insane??’

“I am insane enough because I love you Lee Junho. Please, I can’t risk losing you or any of you. I can’t lose more people.” You fell on the floor crying. “Its all over!!”

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lux-astrorum · 9 months

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"king the land has no plot beyond the kiss scenes" and what about it.

#if you think im watching this drama for any other reason than the fact that junho and yoona are hot. think again #sometimes a narrative isn't about the plot.....sometimes the narrative is about the Scenarios #its about the Characterization. its about knowing deep in your soul that hes the type of man to eat pussy.#//#king the land

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oraclekleo · 9 months

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Junho (2PM) - Kinky Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All celebrity readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Feedback: Feedback is very important for content creators and for me it’s even more important. Please, let me know whether the tarot readings resonate. If there’s anything you dislike or find off about my readings (like wording, topics, focus), just tell me. I don’t want you to write 1000-word feedback, very simple comments will do for me to stay motivated. I don’t know why I have to keep repeating this but this is something I do for you, guys, and when I don’t feel motivated to do tarot readings, I have many other things to do. The more motivation I get, the more readings you will get to read. The logic is very simple but it’s two sided.

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): E. A. Poe Tarot, Prism Oracle

Spread: Kinky

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirty Secret

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Lee Jun Ho

Stage Name: Junho

Group: 2PM

DOB: 25.01.1990

Blood Type: A

MBTI: INFJ

Sun Sign: Aquarius

Chinese Sign: Earth Snake

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: 2PM

Junho (2PM) - Kinky

Full Name: Lee Jun Ho Stage Name: Junho Group: 2PM DOB: 25.01.1990 Blood Type: A MBTI: INFJ Sun Sign: Aquarius Chinese Sign: Earth Snake Life Path Number: 9

Spread / Question: Kinky Deck(s): E. A. Poe Tarot, Prism Oracle

Position - 2 of Pentacles, Determination

Junho is pretty much used to managing his life on his own. He might not be willing to give his control out, not even for his lover’s sake. He’s not exactly despotic but he has the authority of a man who’s sure of his opinions and values and he’s very likely to ask for respect from his lover. His word is the law. Junho is not here to debate about his core customs or values, they are what they are. What you see is what you get with him. Junho is pretty skilled in multitasking and achieving goals at any cost. If his goal is to date someone, his prey is basically defeated the moment Junho sets his eyes on them.

Libido - XV The Death, XIX The Sun, Ideation

Junho’s libido is all about the ideas and creation and transformation. He’s likely to have a strong lust and desire for his lover but that person needs to have some brains in order for him to get turned on. Two major arcana cards suggest a powerful passion and the fact they are Death and Sun suggest that nothing is taboo for Junho. He’s open minded and ready to explore when it comes to sexual experience. Junho has a strong sense for erotica and he’s likely to become rather creative in the bedroom (or anywhere, really). He’s one of those lovers who can deliver such bliss through their performance that it feels like a little death to his lover and afterwards they feel utterly changed to the core. Junho is big on both foreplay and aftercare as well. Basically a perfect lover.

Turn On - Page of Pentacles, Queen of Pentacles, Movement

Oh Junho! Such a MAN! While Junho is more of a dom in a relationship, he’s likely to still feel attracted to a person who’s strong and confident on their own. Junho might prefer his special person to actually approach him first. He’s gonna take it from there but they have to make the first move. Junho likes people with both creativity and common sense to them, those who know their craft and are successful in their professional life. Some nobody with more guts than brains is not likely to impress this gentleman.

Kink - 4 of Swords, 6 of Swords, King of Swords, Love

I must admit that Junho confused me here. All the swords cards suggest a certain detachment and passivity and then there’s the love card. What can I make out of this? Anyway! Junho is a romantic but he’s more of a pragmatic romantic. He’s not likely to go out of his way just to impress his lover with a super sweet date. Junho is more astute and sophisticated. He’s likely to play it cool with his lover and not be a big fan of public display of affection. Junho is likely to enjoy slow seduction and it’s even hotter for him, if he’s the one being seduced, as the 4 of Swords suggest a certain passivity on his side. He likes to be treated like a King before things get too hot and out of hand. Junho might have a control kink. While he likes to be seduced by his lover, at a certain point the roles switch, Junho takes the lead and bosses his lover around, instructing them to do this and that for and to him. He might have a thing for bondage but the knots should always be loose and easy to undo, whether he’s the one bondaged or his lover. Junho likes it when at certain points all shackles fall down and he and his lover can feel liberated through the act of love.

Dirty Secret - VII The Chariot, Hunger

Junho is a hungry man. Not in a sense of food cravings, though. He’s hungry for something to touch his soul, fill him up, something to emotionally and spiritually satisfy him. And in this context it’s a craving for a lover who would match him so well that his emotional, spiritual and mental needs are all fulfilled. Junho is not the type to sit down and wait for this person to come into his life, he’s actively searching for them, determined to find that person. See the contrast of yellow and blue in the cards? It reminds me of day and night. Junho wants to find a partner who would be his companion during the day and a lover during the night, someone mature enough to simply accept and love Junho with his light and dark sides.

I'm sorry for spaming you with so many pics of Junho, but... Just look at the man! That's a perfection right there. 😍 I'm sorry. I have some very... intense feelings for Junho (and for all 2PM members, to be honest, their fandom might be Hottest but that's also a term that fits the members perfectly).

If I will ever catch a moment when some of my befriended readers offers ship readings, I will ask for one with Junho 😂

Anyway! I know Junho isn't on my request list but I woke up with a strong feeling of doing his reading today. Plus I'm genuinelly bored with all those idols in their early 20s. 😂

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dwaekkithecheesecakesmh · 6 months

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2PM TEXTS ONE-SHOT

Bestfriend! Y/N delievering Bestfriend! 2PM's stuff.

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

#2pm #2pm chansung #2pm imagines #2pm jun.k #2pm junho #2pm taecyeon #2pm kpop #2pm texts #2pm scenarios #kpop texts #2pm nichkhun #2pm wooyoung #2pm reactions #best friends #2pm x reader

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seawitch62 · 2 years

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Warning:- Story contains suggestive smut, smut? Mastrubation mentioned as well as cyber sex.

Word count 1058.

18+

◇Stress Relief◇

☆I wanna touch on you

You see me in my room

Wish you were here right now

All of the things I'd do

I wanna get freaky on camera

I love when we get freaky on camera☆ (Doja Cat).

Another day, another dollar. Funny how things change. The job interview for instance, the awkwardness, fumbling through, hoping the impression left was good if not adequate. The phone call, "the job is yours", never believing the good fortune as being the chosen one. The first weeks learning and adapting to all that the job entails. Meeting 'the boss' he seemed presentable and polite if not cool and aloof, well I'm there to work not start romantic entanglements. Sure he is a handsome guy, sexy even, but he knows it. Demanding and obnoxious one moment staring at you the next as if this is your first meeting. You never know which Lee Junho you will encounter.

The condescending looks can cut, stubborn! Stubborn as a mule! It's a job! The pay is good as are the benefits, so dealing with the boss, that's just part and parcel. Some days though…the knock off time can not come faster enough.

Yes, well yes, there were fantasies in the beginning, well he is an attractive man, and in her own defense this was before she knew him.

Stress relief she calls it otherwise known as mastrubation. Reminiscing about those thoughts, they were creative and imaginative, and fulfilling. That had to stop! That Tuesday? No Monday? No, it was a Tuesday! When he caught her staring at him, her thoughts were x-rated, the quizzical and detached look he returned, hit like a wave. Can he read minds?

No of course not! With his self absorption she figured he would soon lose whatever interest he had in her at the moment.

"Is something wrong?" Junho asked at her desk, "what? Hmm no!" "You were staring! Thought I spilt something on myself I could not see!" "No you are fine"

Grinning "thank you".

Ego much! Damn man!

So after that encounter no more fantasies about the boss!.

♤

Emotional involvements! Who needs them! They always lead to disaster. Thinking about past encounters they were either too clingy or had a roving eye she muses. Deciding to take herself out of the game, it's a lonely existence. Adult websites? Maybe?

Adultfriendfinder, was a blessing, suited the needs and requirements of the moment. Yes the site is filled with creeps and perverts, but hell that goes with the territory. Recalling the night she first had communique from 'Iwillmakeuscream'. Disappointment first reaction another chauvinistic perv! His message was not what she expected, it was interesting, she was intrigued, so she replied.

That was the beginning of a mutually satisfying friendship, well of sorts.

They both wanted the same thing, fun! Without the chains of a partners strangulation hold.

Privacy was paramount, they agreed to keep their identities hidden, adding to the excitement.

Never knowing who you are sharing all these delicious moments with that in itself is an aphrodisiac. Eventually they moved passed the site to the app.

He is kinky enough to be adventurous without being creepy. His words seductive, and let's face it with cyber sex or some call it internet sex communication is and imagination are the upmost important factors. This guy..

Well he has them in spades.

Many, many, many nights nestled in bed with thoughts of him.

Photos, well dick photos are not amongst my prized possessions she giggles, but I do have an extensive collection of 'Iwillmakeuscream' body parts, and what nice body parts they are! Taking the photos and sharing, a turn on. Intimacy without intimacy. His scenarios and suggestions exotic and kinky and fun, most of all stress relieving.

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Great! The boss is on one today!

"Do you think this is what I asked?" "Go back to your desk and redo it" blah blah blah.

That man is either hot or cold.

He has been surprisingly pleasant lately, "now we have to work late" he states.

Great! There goes tonight's stress relief. "Will this day ever end".

■

Days and nights roll by, Junho ever the demanding boss requiring perfection or very close to it. The illusion of once believing I was the chosen one, faded now the others who interviewed and did not place, now they are the lucky ones.

Looking at him, remembering the fantasies, what the hell was I thinking?

Cold, aloof, ice in his veins, the man is an ice cube.

"Yes I'm paying attention" , replying sweetly.

"Good I'm not going to repeat myself!".

Grouch, he would make an excellent Grinch laughing to herself at her own thoughts.

"Repeat what I just said"

Looking at him whilst repeating him word for word.

The only reward that is given is cool stern stare.

On the other hand nights spent tapping away on the keyboard chatting with 'Iwillmakeuscream' rewarding, relaxing, inhibitions be damned. The unknown is intoxicating.

Tonight though he hinted we should meetup.

Meetup! What happened to privacy? Keeping it simple? Free of emotional pitfalls?

Meeting up in a hotel, no doubt it would be orgasmatic.

Blindfolds his kink. Not sure about us both stumbling around a hotel room blindfolded.

Can't deny the intrigue is consuming finally seeing the face of so much stress relief is fascinating to say the least.

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Standing outside the Hilton hotel, building the gumption to walk through the revolving doors.

How did I get here? What am I doing here?

Cravings of the body weaken the will.

I mean it's not like we are in a relationship just two adults looking for adult fun, no strings attached.

It will be awkward at first seeing someone who knows so much about you, someone who has seen parts of you that normally are hidden from view, someone who has never seen your face nor heard your voice or even knows your name.

A thrilling sexual game.

Time to meet my stress relief cohort face to face.

■

Room 242, this is it. Final check, straighten clothes, apply lipstick, run fingers through hair and then one final flick of the mane.

Knock knock knock.

The door opens the man smiling, slowly his smile fades away as recognition hits.

"You!"

Standing in the doorway, Lee Junho, also known as the boss.

"You, OMG".

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ghostie-galaxi · 8 months

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hihi!! ive never requested on here before so forgive me if this doesn’t make sense, but i was wondering if you might write a drippin reaction (is that the term ? sorry if not (╥﹏╥)), maybe to do with jealousy/etc

i’ve read your reaction to having a crush about a billion times and it always makes me squeal (´ ω `♡) only if you feel like it though !!! luv you!!!

Lol, I also just got a Kingdom reaction with jealously so this shouldn't be a problem lol. And of course, love I love first time requesters and you worded it fine ❤️

(I'm also sorry this too so fucking long)

Drippin when they're jealous

Yunseong

Honestly is probably the only one that's actually upset

Gives you a little bit of the silent treatment afterwards

You're concerned because he won't talk to you and think you did something wrong

You come up to back hug him and apologize if you did something wrong, being really upset

His heart sinks hearing your voice crack when you apologize and gets over himself to explain and work through what's going on

Hyeop

Sassy and whiny probably

You try to talk to him but he rolls his eyes and answers you

You ask him what's up he tells you to figure it out

You come up to him later and tell him he doesn't need to be jealous and start teasing him for it

To which he then gets pouty and probably needs assurance cuddles

Changuk

Probably looks more mad that he actually is

You think he's really annoyed when he rolls his eyes playfully

You get whiny and ask him what's wrong and he secretly thinks your adorable

He sighs and tells you what's up when he sees you look worried instead

The roles reverse and now he's the whiny one after you start teasing about being jealous

Dongyun

Tries not the act annoyed but his huffed sighs give it away

You take notice and start teasing him about his attitude

Will never admit he was actually jealous even though he's pulling you away somewhere else

You laugh at him as you hold hands and find something else to do

You later shower him in kisses and assure him there's no need for him to be jealous

Minseo

A cross between 'too shy to tell you' and 'play whines and argues with you'

Starts off with getting quiet with you

Until you notice and ask him what's wrong, to which he shyly whines about you not paying attention to him

You laugh at him and whines about you laughing at him

Until he gets embarrassed and stops, and which you kiss his check and assure him he's the only one for you

Junho

Low-key offended

Crossed his arms and refuses to look at you

Might honestly be a little bit annoyed

You bug him about it because it's upsetting you and tell him he doesn't need to be jealous and you only have eyes for him

Gives up and hugs you to apologize for him being a meanie

Alex

Probably just teases you more often and makes a couple of witty remarks

You question him about what his is and he playfully rolls his eyes

You make fun of him for being jealous now and he denies it

You're determined to get him to confess and probably start a tickle fight just because

He gives up and admits it and you tell him sorry for making him jealous and has the conversation as to why he was in the first place

#kpop #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #drippin #kpop drippin #yunseong #hyeop #changuk #dongyun #minseo #junho #alex

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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Tense Reunions - Junho (2pm) Imagine

Requested by henry-anon: can I request an expansion of Junho's entry from the 2PM breakup scenario that centers around the argument he has with his S/O when they reunite? Thank you.

Word Count: 974 words

The tension floating in the living room seemed impossible to cut. Not even a chainsaw would be able to chip away at it. Junho sat as far away from you on the couch as he could. He hadn’t said a single word to you since you’d arrived over two hours ago. He hadn’t offered you anything to drink or eat, as one normally would to any guest. He had simply let you in and then gone to sit on the couch ignoring your existence as he stared at the wall in front him. His cats had been paying you more attention than he was. But you couldn’t blame him for his reaction, not when you were the root behind it in the first place.

You had left the country after breaking up with him with little to no explanation or way to contact you. In your defense, you’d hoped your decision would spare him the anxiety and worry of not knowing if you would wake up alive or be on your way home in some wooden box for your funeral. But even that was a pathetic excuse, and you knew that very well. There were many ways you could’ve handled your assignment and breaking the news to him. Many ways that wouldn’t have resulted in the two of you sitting in his living room avoiding each other’s glances. You simply took the cop out, the easiest one that required the least amount of effort and consequence on your end - or so you thought. You weren’t entirely sure what reaction you were expecting from him when you’d arrived, but you weren’t expecting the air to be thick with as much negativity as it was.

“So are you going to tell me why you’re here or are you just going to sit there?” he asked, avoiding looking at you.

“I know (y/f/n) told you why I broke up with you,” you began. “Honestly I don’t know-”

“You don’t know why you did that instead of being honest with me? You don’t know why you didn’t take into consideration that I could’ve been understanding of the situation, that I could have supported you? That I would’ve been more than willing to stay by your side, abit in a different country, and have done anything in my power to make sure you had what you needed? What don’t you know (y/n)?”

His sudden outburst caught you off guard, making the breath catch in your throat as you listened to everything he said. Under any other circumstances, Junho would’ve let you continue without interruption until you were finished speaking, and if he did interrupt it would’ve been in a calm and collected manner. Neither of you would get as fired up as you were within the first 30 seconds of a discussion.

“Look I’m sorry I made a mistake! I thought it was the right decision at the time and I know it wasn’t. I just want to-”

“Spare me! I know that! But that doesn’t explain why you’re here. You broke up with me without giving me any sort of an explanation as to why. I was in pain - I am in pain - and you put me here!”

“Junho,” you cracked, moving closer to him on the couch, hand reaching out to take his, only for him to pull away as he stood up and walked away from you. “Junho, you have every right to be angry and upset with me. I was wrong and because of my decision I know I have ruined everything we have - had. But I never meant- I didn’t want to hurt the way I did. I wanted to keep you safe. To prevent you from having to live here not knowing if I would be coming back alive or in some box or not coming back at all! I didn’t want you to be fixated on me, I wanted you to live!”

Back and forth the two of you went, cutting each other off and not truly listening or validating the other’s feelings. With each phrase said, your voices grew louder, as if being louder would make your point more logical and correct than the other, and before long you were both yelling over one another, standing only a few centimeters away from each other. Noses almost brushing against one another. The two of you went silent as you noticed the close proximity to which you’d grown to.

“I just want you to know that I’m sorry,” you finally whispered. “I took the cop out and it was wrong of me to do that without taking you, my boyfriend, into consideration.”

“We could’ve made it work,” he choked out. “I would’ve made it work.”

Neither of you said a word as you stood before one another in silence again.

“I hope that one day you’ll be able to forgive me,” you said, a lump forming in the back of your throat. “I know it’s a lot to ask after everything but I don’t want to lose you or for you to hate me.”

“I could never hate you. Even if I wanted to, I could never.” His forehead pressed against yours for a brief moment before he pulled away, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. “I love you and I always will. I want you to know that (y/n).”

“I love you too.”

As you took a step back moving to leave his home, he grabbed your wrist stopping you from getting more than a few steps away.

“Maybe we can talk some more once we’ve cooled down a little bit and aren’t wanting to bite each other’s heads off.”

You sent him a soft smile, “I’d like that.”

“I’ll see you around then. Hopefully sooner rather than later.”

“Yeah,” you agreed. “See you around.”

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st4rluv · 2 years

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taecyeon moodboard 🦚🌿🧩🌳

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soo8inz · 8 months

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sunghoon as gu won from king the land... hold on a minute

#not me coming back from the dead as if i didn't abandon this account #finishing king the land i love lee junho and yoona #and sunghoon gives me gu won vibes #ice prince that's just a loser in love #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon #park sunghoon #sunghoon fluff #enhypen scenarios

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blu-joons · 2 years

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Free Time With You ~ Lee Junho

As yet another groan came from Junho you couldn’t help but chuckle, looking across the room as he spun the two panels around to try and figure out how they fitted together. He had no luck at all, getting himself worked up as he tried his best to keep up with you building alongside him.

You had been looking froward to getting a new shelving unit in your room for weeks, and after finally deciding to put a night aside to build it, Junho was more than happy to help.

“You don’t have to help me, I know that this isn’t really your thing,” you told him, stepping over the different pieces that were on the floor to take a look at what he was doing.

“How hard can this be?” Junho frowned as you picked up the instructions and read through them, trying to figure out where he was going wrong.

After looking through for a moment, you noticed that Junho had one of the screws missing. “You know the instructions are pretty easy to follow if you pay attention.”

A sigh came from Junho as you fixed his mistake, finally getting what he was working on looking the same as it was supposed to look in the guide that came in the box.

Slowly things were coming together for your shelf, mainly thanks to you. You appreciated how much Junho wanted to help, but you knew that his expertise were better suited elsewhere and definitely not with building things.

“Come on,” you tried your best to encourage him, “the next bit is putting it all together to one.”

His head reluctantly nodded as you moved the different pieces into the room to start fitting them together. It didn’t take long for your eyes to work out where everything needed to be, just needing to fit them in properly to place.

“Can you pass me the screwdriver to put these in?” You asked Junho, placing the side against the back frame of the shelf, holding your hand out to take the tool.

“Here,” Junho smiled, placing the tool in your hand, only for your eyes to narrow back at him.

You looked to him almost in disbelief as you felt the chisel be placed into your hand, passing it back across to him as soon as Junho realised the mistake that he made.

“If you don’t want to be here, it really is alright Junho.”

“No way, I want to stay here and help you finish what it is that you’re building Y/N.”

Your smile was weak back across at Junho, although he tried his best to seem enthusiastic, you knew that he was far from it. Very little made sense to him, and his smile was fading the more that he kept messing up for you.

Junho passed over again, getting it right the second time around. “This is right, isn’t it?”

“That’s the one that I’m after.”

You quickly screwed the nails in to be able to start putting the shelving together, Junho stood back and watched you, studying you in awe at how quickly you moved.

“You’re too good at this,” Junho mumbled.

“Most of my room comes from IKEA, that’s why it’s easy,” you chuckled, “you know IKEA is fun no matter how many times you argue otherwise whilst building this.”

Junho’s head nodded as you moved round to the other side, “I think the looking round IKEA is fun, but the building part is just annoying.”

“It’s just about getting the hang of it,” you tried your best to assure Junho. “Building isn’t everyone’s thing, just like the fact that I can’t sing the way that you can.”

Junho smiled appreciatively as you tried your best to make him feel better. Despite no longer helping you, he still stayed in the room and watched you, not wanting to head back downstairs and spend any time with himself.

“Are you sure there’s nothing more to this?” You asked Junho, noticing his eyes suddenly trailing off from you as he sat down on your bed.

His head shook as you placed what you were doing down and made your way across the room to sit down beside him. You nudged against Junho’s side to get his attention, offering him a smile to reassure him that he didn’t need to worry about a thing.

“Has something happened?” You asked Junho, placing your hand over his, “you’ve seemed a little off all evening whilst we’ve been building.”

“You’ll think it’s silly,” Junho told you, only for your shoulders to shrug back at him.

Slowly he began to tell you how he didn’t want to be by himself, how he wanted to be with you even though he had no interest in what it was that you were doing. He didn’t care about being no help or the fact that he was just sat there and watching you, the fact that you were there was the only thing important to Junho.

“I just want to spend my free time with you, doing anything, is what I’m trying to say,” he concluded.

“Now I feel bad for doing this during your free time.”

Junho’s head quickly shook back at you, “please don��t feel bad, I’m enjoying watching you do this because I know it’s something that you’ve been looking forward, the fact that I’ve been little help doesn’t matter to me.”

You smiled weakly back across at Junho, “how many other times have you pretended to be interested in things just to not be alone without me?”

“Do you remember that reality series you watched the other day?” He asked you, “I hated it so much, I only humoured it because it put a smile on your face.”

Your eyes widened as you remembered exactly what Junho was on about. “I really thought you liked that, you are such a good actor it’s unfair.”

“I can pretend to smile a lot better than you anyone thinks I can,” Junho chuckled, “but most of the time I promise that I’m enjoying whatever we’re doing.”

“Maybe we could dedicate a few days to doing things that we both enjoy,” you suggested. “Maybe one day a week we do something I like, and one day a week we do something you like too, even if we’re not interested, we do it for the other person.”

Junho found himself nodding at your suggestion almost straight away, it seemed like the perfect way to still spend time together. It seemed like the perfect way for him to get what he wanted which was the most important thing to him.

“There’s not much that I do that you don’t like,” Junho reminded you, “unless you’re a surprisingly good actress too and hide it well.”

Your head shook back at Junho, “most of the time you want to spend your evenings with the cats, who could ever say no to that?”

“What about if I suggested working out more in the evenings?” Junho suggested, sniggering as your expression quickly shifted. “We’ve got the gym upstairs, we could work out and relax at the end of a long day together.”

“I think you’ve finally found the thing that I’m going to have to pretend to enjoy,” you quickly told Junho, “that definitely isn’t the one for me.”

“I’ll think of something else,” he assured you, “I find it much better to work out in the mornings anyway rather than at night.”

Your smile quickly returned again, “I was kind of hoping that you would say that to me.”

“I’ll think of something though, I always do.”

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rose-likesto-write · 2 years

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Autumn leaves..

Pairing: Lee Junho x Fem reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, maybe suggestive?

AU!: Rival to lovers trope; Supritendent of police, forensic psychologist

Warning (s): swears, mentions of murder, serial killer, victims

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.2 K

A/N: Hey, everyone.. I am back with 2pm fanfics. This is gonna be a Three-shot scenario as requested by my dear anon. Please, it's a small request to kindly give your feedback. It means alot ❤️

Sorry for grammatical mistakes.. 😭

Summary: "Now, I realised that as much as most of us call fairy tales as overrated and exaggerated versions but somewhere and somehow even we wish to have for own selves, for us to remember and for us to tell.. It happened with me as well but by the time I started hoping for one, I didn't realise that it might not be the type of ending I wished but I still didn't wanna give up"

"Ofcourse, it is dear Lia but wait for the right time though."

Chapter-1 Hate You

“Good Morning Mr Lee, here are some of the updates for the morning that would take you in for a mini ride .”

“I really hope these updates are of some worth; considering how they are the usuals, just about the records being sent to other concerned authorities and receiving back the replies”, said the tall black haired guy to his colleague whose name was Taecyeon. “Well, that's the basic going on but anyways, we have got confirmation from the head to lead an extensive research team and also to set the camps around the scenes where crime has taken pla-

“Woah, how did the Sun rise from the west! Anymore updates?”

“There is something peculiar pattern found in all the victims’ bodies and as well as the background they come from but t-”

At this point the black haired guy frustratedly pulled his hair. “But what Tae?”

Taecyeon took a deep breath before continuing, “The head has requested the national forensics department to join our investigation under the leadership of Dr Kim.”

“No, man!! They are those typical b-

A knock came on the door before Taecyeon called the person inside “Excuse me sirs, but Chief Superintendent General sir is calling you both”

“Thank you officer San! You may leave but keep me updated about the Giva case.”

“I will sir and as of now, a small inquiry team has been set up” officer San said before saluting the two officers and leaving the premises.

A firm knock was placed on the door before a ‘faint come in’ was heard. “Sir, you called us?”

“Yes, I did. Junho and Taecyeon have a seat. So, the sudden rise in crime has shocked not only the whole country but globally there is a spread of fear and worry. From, what we expected to be a cold blooded murder as a part of the revenge or vengenance,there is a lot more to it and by now Taecyeon might have told you by looking at the patterns, the victims’ backgrounds and how they are possibly linked to the area 71 and abandoned streets of Seoul and Busan. Its just not a coincidence; there is more to it from what we believe. Therefore, the division has taken the decision to include the forensics team under the lead of Dr Kim. I hope you will cooperate with each other. Any further questions?”

“No sir” The voices were heard in unison. “Good, you may leave and Dr Kim will be joining from tomorrow.” The Chief Superintendent General said before dismissing the young men.

“You don’t seem that happy when you heard about Dr Kim, is everything okay?” Taecyeon placed his hand over Junho’s shoulder.

“Its not Dr Kim but one of his team member. Dr Y/N, she is the reason why I am frustrated, as my headache now will turn into migraine and as much as I wanna avoid her but she somehow comes back into my life.”

“Is she that bad?” Taecyeon asked while raising one of his eyebrows. “I mean, I don’t know what actually happened and now we literally loathe each other’s presence at least she does.”

“What about you?”

“I also don’t like her presence-

“There is a difference between not liking and loathing someone and their presence. Anyways, I will find solutions for you, okay?” Taecyeon said before hugging him.

“Y/N, did you hear the news?” Jennie asked with a bored look. “What news Jen?”

“We have to work under Dr Kim on the new rise of mystery murders by the serial killer along with the national police.”

“You gotta be kidding me. No? Why?” Y/N said with a worried look. “Why are you so worried and upset? Scared that the serial killer might come and be like surpri-

“Oh shut up!!! T-thats not the case.”

“Then?”

“Him?’

“Him who? Oh wait! Are you sure that he is still in there?” she said with a surprised look.

“Yes, I have seen his pictures with Tae.” Y/N said with a slight pout.

“Y/N, its been ages!! You two can’t act like this! What was the actual reason for it though for what happened between you and Junho” Jennie with a disappointed look.

Y/N sighed deeply before speaking , “It had been way back to high school. We were acquaintances or maybe friends but some misunderstandings happened and there was no clarity but at the same time I didn’t wanna confront him, considering how his friend circle was. We were at each other’s throat and still are. Just looking at him, I still get furious but sometimes I feel is it valid? And his actions justify my emotions for him, anyway we need to get ready for the meeting.”

“Then, why did you act like you didn’t hear the news? Because you wanted to talk about him, huh?” Jennie smirked which earned her a smack. “Ouch, it hurts!” she whined. “I mean, its you we are talking about. The way you present stuff is great.” You said with a small smile before rubbing her shoulder where you smacked.

“So, guys this is our new home till the investigation gets completed. Please try to make your acquaintances while me and Chief Superintendent General will have a minute’s talk.” Dr Kim said and with that he went out for a short conversation.

Throughout the little interaction glares and hot stares were exchanged with little venom dripping through sharp responses.

“We met again Y/N. Hopefully, you won’t be as much as the pain you were before.`` Junho said as he put his hand forward.

“As much as you might be kinda happy to trouble me but I am not in the mood. So, if you wanna save yourself from a prescription of heavy doses of painkillers and consultation with a doctor, STAY AWAY FROM ME!” You sad with a stern look while shaking his hand.

“Didn’t knew that this little ant would be so brave.” He said with a small smirk.

“Well, I think you forgot that as much as an elephant might harm the ant with its power but a small movement and bite is enough for the elephant to surrender. I hate you Lee Junho”

“Likewise Y/N”

With that the two of you went back to your colleagues and started the discussion of this new coming challenge.

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soundsofcicadas · 8 months

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Swan Song, part one

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x Reader (f)

Genres: Drama, Angst, Romance, Childhood best friends, Junhoe is a former idol, Friends to lovers

Count: 2781

Warnings: None

Synopsis: After an unexpected encounter with your childhood best friend Junhoe, years after drifting apart, your rekindled friendship blooms anew. However, life takes a turn when he asks you to pen an article for his upcoming wedding. And as you become entangled in his personal life, you find yourself catching feelings for him, but a concealed secret behind his decision to abandon his idol career is soon to be unveiled by you.

It was a dreary, rain-soaked afternoon and you found yourself carrying a couple of grocery bags, each lightly dampened by the persistent drizzle. The rain had already drenched your umbrella, rendering it almost useless. You let out a sigh and quickened your pace, hoping to reach your apartment before the rain grew heavier. Upon crossing the street, you noticed an old record store nestled between a quaint cafe and a cozy bookstore. You glanced up and saw its faded sign bore the name “Good Oldies,” and a sudden sense of nostalgia washed over you.

“Should I?” you asked yourself with some hesitation. You looked at the groceries in your hands for a moment before a faint smile appeared on your face. Despite them weighing you down, curiosity got the better of you.

You pushed open the creaky door of the record store. A soft bell tinkled above as you stepped in, greeted by the familiar scent of old vinyl and the gentle hum of music playing on a vintage turntable. Rows upon rows of vinyl records filled the store, their covers adorned with vibrant artwork and the promise of forgotten melodies. You set your grocery bags down and began flipping through the albums, each one a portal to a different era. Lost in the world of music, you finally settled on a Billie Holiday record, its cover portraying the singer's side view posing behind a purplish background. As you held the record in your hands, your eyes caught a tall figure browsing by the “Rock” section in the next aisle. Aside from the cashier patiently waiting at the counter, only the two of you were the customers inside. You couldn't help but stare at the mysterious man in front of you. He was wearing jeans, paired with a matching brown corduroy blazer and a baseball cap. You could see him picking up a Bob Dylan record and once he turned around, you glanced up to see his face clearly.

You froze, your eyes fluttered rapidly.

Even if you could only see half of his face you surely recognized him. A jumble of emotions rushed through you – surprise, longing? A twinge of anxiety.

Is it really him? No it's definitely him! Should I approach him? What if he doesn't recognize me?

Without further thought, you took a deep breath and cleared your throat. He was about to walk towards the counter when your voice broke through the soft veil of background music in the sparsely populated store.

“Junhoe?” you called.

Junhoe halted and took a glimpse at you, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Your heart sank, but you pressed on moving closely to him. “It's me, Y/n. We used to live next door to each other when we were kids.”

Junhoe turned to face you completely.

“Y/n?” he mumbled.

Familiarity dawned on him as he began examining the stranger standing before him – from the contours of your face, to the soft curve of your cheeks. Your long ebony hair, still dampened from the rain. Your eyes were bright, widened in astonishment. He saw you wearing a long white sundress covered in an oversized baby pink coat, a Lady Satin album in your hands.

You were his childhood best friend, until he dropped out in middle school and left for the city to pursue his dreams. You were the one he promised to call and write but never did. When did he forget about you? He couldn't even remember. Junhoe tried to navigate through his lost memories of you, and for some unknown reason, he found comfort in recalling how you used to exude a carefree spirit when you two were still young. You were one of the boys in the neighborhood and never changed your circle of friends, even when you all started attending school up to your adolescence. He fondly remembered how, during your escapades together, you would match your energy with him and the boys in the group effortlessly. Being the eldest among the six of them, you naturally assumed the role of an older sister. You became their protector against mean kids if any of them were bullied.

Junhoe's gaze lingered on the subtle changes in your style, the way your clothing reflects your femininity. Your posture now carried a touch of maturity but your features still looked youthful, untouched by the passage of time. Gone was the Y/n who hunted for frogs and insects with him in her tees and chucks.

Junhoe didn't notice he had likely gotten lost in his thoughts for a tad too long. He witnessed how the sparkle within your deep brown eyes dimmed slightly, and how you looked down with embarrassment after not receiving a response from him. It caused him a sense of mild panic. He was like a startled bird as he realized he had forgotten to speak.

“Y/n? Is that really you?” Junhoe's response came out nervously, but a slowly growing smile followed.

Your demeanor shifted as relief swept over you; a grin spread across your face. “Yes, it's me! I can't believe it's you too!”

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“You didn’t have to pay for it, you know.” you said shyly to Junhoe, pertaining to the album he bought for you from the record store. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as you and Junhoe sat across from each other in a secluded corner of the coffee shop. The clinking of cups and hushed conversations along with the playing jazz melody formed as a gentle backdrop to your reunion.

“It's not free! You're paying for my coffee.” Junhoe teased, earning a laugh from you.

“You bet it's my treat today!” you nodded with a grin. There was a brief pause when you added,“Thank you Junhoe for coming here with me. I'm not taking too much of your time, am I?”

Junhoe shook his head. “Oh no Y/n! I'm actually on a vacation right now. I was here just a few days ago.”

So this is why he's back. You mused.

Taking a sip from the hot caramel macchiato you ordered, you had a chance to observe Junhoe over the brim of your cup – the white undershirt suited his ensemble that day. You knew the baseball cap perched casually on his head was not just a simple accessory. It created a shield of privacy around him from the curious gazes of onlookers given the fact that Junhoe was still a celebrity. You didn't mind ordering for him. You knew he wanted to pick a spot away from the prying eyes of customers, hence to where the two of you are now nestled. It offered a discreet setting to catch up after all those years. Junhoe peeked through the misty glass of the cafe's window, where the rain seemed to have turned into light pattering before he glimpsed back at you.

“It's been so long, Y/n. I can't believe we're sitting here after all these years.”

You beamed at him and set your coffee down on the tabletop, “I know, right? Life has taken us on such different paths.”

Junhoe's expression shifted, a hint of remorse tugging at his sharp features. “Y/n, I feel terrible for not keeping in touch, especially considering how close we were.”

Your gaze softened, but your smile was unwavering. “It's okay, Junhoe. You were chasing your passion and you built a new life for yourself outside this town. Not all of us were headed in the same direction anyway. It genuinely made me happy to see you thriving. I've always been proud of you, Junhoe.”

A sudden curiosity piqued Junhoe.

“Proud?” he repeated, his brows creasing from what you had told him.

“How do I say this…” you uttered, your sight dipping to the stain of your lipstick in your coffee cup as if seeking solace. You felt a pang of embarrassment tickling the edges of your consciousness, a quiet voice whispering the fear that your actions might be misconstrued. You didn't want him to think you were some sort of fervent, overzealous stalker. A faint blush tinted your cheeks, your fingers fidgeted nervously with the fabric of your dress.

”I followed your journey as a singer Junhoe. Your rise to fame was like a whirlwind. Your voice was everywhere.” you divulged. “I even went to some of your concerts to be honest.”

Junhoe's awe hung in the air from your confession, yet he held no judgement from it. He was grateful, flattered to say the least.

Junhoe's lips formed into a warm smile.

“I wish I had known that, Y/n. Thank you.” he said to you with care.

“But I’m definitely not a saesang or anything.” you reassured him. You didn’t dare to meet Junhoe’s eyes because sharing this information with him made you feel exposed, yet you continued, “You were the closest friend I ever had, and I guess I've always clung to the belief that your dreams would come true. Regardless of the passing years and not hearing anything from you, you still have a special place in my heart.”

Junhoe began to feel the weight of your words, a surge of sorrow and regret engulfed him. He reflected on how your connection with each other in the past was unbreakable. His inseparability with you was the envy of the other boys in your circle. You had always favored him, making your bond together a more special one. You stood by him, especially during his appearances in school talent shows and local town festivals. You consistently supported him to the point where you recorded his audition tapes sent to entertainment companies. Junhoe got accepted by YG Entertainment eventually, and your joy that day for him was immeasurable. You even brought the boys with you to accompany him on his first day of training to the company.

“I’m really sorry, Y/n.” Junhoe stated, his face grim. “You know, during those years, I was so caught up with the hectic demand of my career. I lost contact with a lot of people, including you.” Junhoe was struggling to find the right words, knowing that they might come across as excuses for not reaching out for such a long time. Yet, they were the only words he could muster.

The fervent pursuit of Junhoe's dream to become a singer, resulted in his connections to slip away like grains of sand through his fingers. The rigors of his training consumed his time and energy, leaving little room to see or talk to his circle of friends. Gradually, Junhoe started living at the company's dormitory which made him more detached from them. Their relationship began to fray due to his lack of communication – the letters he'd forgotten to read, calls gone to voicemail and most importantly the highlights of his friends' lives he missed out on knowing and witnessing, causing both sides to finally dwindle into silence. As Junhoe marched toward his debut, the overwhelming preparation and anticipation completely absorbed him. The spotlight of the stage beckoned, and the weight of his ambition denied him the opportunity to look backwards. The vortex of his rise to fame kept him farther from his roots. Recording sessions, photo shoots, TV appearances and tours became the center of his everyday life. It cast him into a turbulence of events that seemed to happen in the blink of an eye. The adoration of fans, the flashes of cameras and the cheers of crowds all consumed his focus. The memories of his friends back in his hometown became a blur, their faces fading like distant constellations in the night sky.

The realization of how you held onto your belief that he would achieve his aspirations, had affected Junhoe in some kind of way. Your persistence in tracking his path as a singer astounded him. He was profoundly moved how you cherished your friendship after such a long period of being apart.

However at that exact moment, a haunting thought emerged within Junhoe, creeping into the recesses of his mind like an uninvited guest. In your presence, a world he had thought he'd left behind reignited, casting a shadow of pain over him. A bittersweet memory of a dream that had once been within his grasp, disappeared as swiftly as a fleeting breath.

You returned your attention back to Junhoe. It was not your intention to cause him any negative feelings.

“Please don't feel bad, Junhoe.” you pleaded. “We were kids, and circumstances changed. I never held it against you.”

Junhoe had somehow found consolation in your words, although a subtle ache still persisted beneath the surface.

“Thank you, Y/n. That means a lot to me.” he said sincerely.

“I know this may sound too much Junhoe, but I knew then you were destined to be a singer. You weren't meant to be stuck in this town like me.” you declared. “That’s why it made me sad when you retired from music. You were at the peak of your career, but I truly get it and I still support you pursuing other things.”

Junhoe leaned back in his chair and looked at the momentarily forgotten coffee on the table, as if searching for the right answer. He was torn between vulnerability and a desire to protect the fragile facade he had built. He wrestled between overwhelming emotions, a torrent of memories he had forgotten now resurfacing. A cascade of what-ifs and maybes flooded his mind, reminding him of the dreams he had once harbored.

Junhoe offered a fleeting smile, a fragile acknowledgment that your words touched a chord within him. But he remained guarded, his response veiled by the walls he had erected to secure himself from the agonizing truth he had long concealed.

“You're kind to say that.” Junhoe murmured softly, his gaze now meeting yours. His voice carried a weight of both resignation and yearning, a silent plea for understanding. It was a response that revealed the depth of his struggle, a battle between the echoes of his dreams and the reality he had come to accept.

“I'm into writing poetry now, Y/n. I’ve published a few books and it’s been therapeutic for me.” Junhoe revealed. “I guess, I’m still part of the music industry. I occasionally produce music for my fellow artists.”

“That’s amazing Junhoe!” you responded, providing him with warm encouragement. “It's incredible how you continue to explore and evolve as an artist. I wasn’t lucky to obtain a copy of your last book though, it got easily sold out!”

Junhoe appreciated your attempt to inject a lighthearted laugh into the conversation, as a means to thaw the seriousness of it. But talking about himself had begun to tire him out, prompting him to steer the discussion to you.

“Enough of me Y/n, how have you been?” Junhoe asked. “Are you still friends with Hanbin and the other boys?”

“Me? Oh, I'm also a writer like you, but it's for a local lifestyle magazine.” You shared, your voice laced with enthusiasm as you seamlessly followed along with his transition of topic. “And yes, I’m still friends with the boys. Hanbin now teaches elementary school kids. Would you believe that?”

“Wow! Really?” Junhoe’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“Yeah. Yun works as a master chef at a fancy hotel in Seoul. As for Jiwon, he has his own family already. Him and Dong both resided in the US after graduation, but they live in different states. Dong has his own dance studio somewhere in LA.”

A comfortable atmosphere began to envelop the two of you, and Junhoe felt his shoulders visibly relax as he listened to your stories about your childhood friends. It offered a refreshing change from his life in the spotlight. Engaging to hear every detail of their lives, he couldn't help but recognize how much he missed them and how happy it made him that they were all doing so well through the years.

Until a specific event sparked in Junhoe's mind, inspiring him to extend an invitation to you. He saw this as an opportunity to keep the rekindled connection you both shared, a bond he was determined not to let fade away as he had done in the past.

“Y/n, would you be interested in joining me for an art exhibit tomorrow night? Feel free to bring Hanbin and your other friends as well, if you'd like.” Junhoe asked you excitedly.

A glint appeared in your eyes upon hearing the kind gesture. “I would love to Junhoe! That's wonderful because I like art a lot.“

“That's great, Y/n! I'll text you the address.“ Junhoe replied cheerfully, looking forward to seeing you again.

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