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[imagineproduce101]

Captivated

You’re a barista, and Kang Dongho is the cute vampire who stops by every day for a drink. 

vampire au

set in the same universe as moonstone (yongguk) and colors showing (minhyun)

should be noted that the reader in this imagine is referred to in colors showing as female, but this imagine has a gender-neutral reader!

you worked as a barista at a coffee shop near the financial district of the city

and because there were both vampire and human customers, the cafe served a number of different drinks

some people disliked vampires, and there were a number of prejudices, but you didn’t particularly have a problem with them

“(y/n), can you manage taking orders?” your coworker asked breathlessly

you quickly hurried to take orders at the cash register, taking orders and handing people their change

while it wasn’t the ideal job, you definitely enjoyed making people’s days happier

“oh, it’s (y/n)!”

you felt your heart speed up at the sight of one of your regulars, kang dongho

as usual, he was dressed nicely in a button-up and slacks, with his hair pushed back

dongho had been coming to the coffee shop for a while now, and you knew each other by name

he always ordered the same thing, a lamb’s blood latte, which you cheerfully rung him up for

as he wished you a nice day, you felt your cheeks heat up as you handed him his change

“still crushing on mr. scary, i see?” your coworker teased, nudging you, which made you blush slightly

the first time that dongho had come to the coffee shop, he had intimidated you with his intense stare and tall, muscular figure

but thEN when he smiled at you as he gave his order, you were instantly  captivated

one night after work, your dorm mates invited you to go clubbing with them

and while you normally didn’t go out, you decided to tag along for the heck of it

once you arrived, you were almost instantly overwhelmed by the loud music and large crowd

one of your friends ordered drinks for everyone, but you only took a tiny sip before excusing yourself

you tried splashing water on your face in the bathroom, but even that didn’t help stop the strange, overwhelming in your chest

finally, you slipped outside the building to the back alley, taking a deep breath of the cold fresh air

“(y-y/n)?”

you almost screamed in surprise at the sound of someone saying your name as you turned to see who it was

“dongho?”

the tall vampire was leaning against the brick wall, looking extremely tired and haggard

“a-are you okay?” you asked, taking a tentative step forward

dongho breathed out slowly, shakily, his breath turning into condensation in the cold air

his skin looked so, so pale, like if you held it up to the light, you could see right through it

“i’m fine,” dongho said shakily, sending you a small smile, “just haven’t fed in a while, is all. what brings you here, (y/n)? you don’t seem like the type to go clubbing very much.”

“oh,” you blushed, looking down at your feet, “my dorm mates are here with me, and i figured I should get out more. and you?”

dongho chuckled, breathing still shaky, “i, ah, my company made a big sale, so i’m here celebrating with a few, um, a few co-workers.”

“dongho, are you sure that you’re alright?” you asked in concern, “you look ready to pass out, when was the last time that you fed?”

dongho winced, pressing down on his chest as though to alleviate pain, “it’s been a while,” he laughed again shakily, “you don’t need to worry about me, though.”

“you could feed from me,” you blurted out, feeling your cheeks heat up as soon as you said that

dongho’s intense stare made a shiver run through your body before he responded slowly

“(y/n), no, i--”

“really. i trust you.”

dongho took a step closer, “and you’re not drunk or under any influence?”

you shook your head, a bit surprised at how careful dongho was

“you’re sure you’re alright with this?” he asked softly, now only a few inches away from you

“y-yeah,” you replied equally soft, tugging your sleeve up to reveal your forearm

dongho grasped your wrist carefully, bringing one thumb up to his mouth before smoothing it over a spot on your mid-forearm, the contact making you shiver

“alright, ready?”

you just hummed in agreement, closing your eyes slightly 

you gasped as you felt first his cold lips touch your forearm, then the sharp prick of his fangs

a strange lightweight and heady sensation rushed through your body that made your fingers and toes tingle

it only lasted for less than half a minute before you felt dongho press his tongue against the wound and pull away

you almost collapsed, stumbling forward into dongho’s chest as a more intense light-headedness rushed through you

dongho quickly wrapped an arm around you to support you, shrugging out of his suit jacket and draping it around your shoulders

you felt a strange high, like you weren’t quite in your own body as you gazed up at dongho’s silvery eyes

they hadn’t been silver before, but they were extremely pretty, you thought to yourself as a slow (slightly dopey) smile spread across your face

“you’re really handsome,” you murmured, leaning against dongho’s solid chest, letting him prop you up

the taller vampire just laughed at that, a beautiful, melodic sound

“dongho!”

someone else stumbled into back alley, slightly more slight than dongho, but dressed in a similar, nice outfit

“oh, minhyun,” dongho said quietly, gently shifting the two of you so that he was facing him, “everything okay?”

“dongho, ‘m tired,” you slurred, feeling your eyes slowly drift open and then closed

“dongho, your eyes,” you vaguely heard the other guy-- minhyun-- gasp before you completely blacked out

when you came to again, you were in the backseat of a nice car, head leaning on dongho’s shoulder, his muscular arm draped around you protectively

“wh- wha, where am I?” you asked drowsily, sitting up

you could see minhyun, who was driving the car, send dongho a pointed look in the mirror

“we’re driving you back to your dorm,” dongho said gently, “just relax, okay?”

you nodded, gratefully accepting the water bottle that dongho held out to you

within a few minutes, you were at your aparment building, and dongho helped you up the stairs and unlocked the front door for him

you entered, tugging your shoes off while dongho stood awkwardly in the doorway

“oh, come in! i’m sorry,” you apologized in embarrassment, cringing at how oblivious you were, “unless your friend needs to you...”

“he’ll survive,” dongho assured you with a crooked smile, “listen, (y/n), there’s actually something i need to tell you.”

you looked up at dongho in concern, wondering what was wrong

“do you recall how my eyes changed color after i’d fed?” he asked you carefully

“oh yeah, they turned silver,” you nodded, blushing a bit at remembering him feeding on you

“and do you know, ah, what that means?” he asked carefully, looking a bit embarrassed himself

you just stared back at dongho blankly, racking your brain as to what he was talking about

“so vampires, we have, um, this thing called True Mates,” dongho explained slowly, “each vampire only has one True Mate in their life, and their eyes--”

“--go silver when they feed on them,” you finished breathlessly, staring up at dongho in shock

“(y/n), you’re, um,” dongho winced slightly, “ah, just saying it out loud sounds kind of weird.”

you laughed, partially out of how awkward and strange the situation was, “it’s okay, i understand what you’re trying to say.”

“and if this is weird for you and you aren’t comfortable, i completely understand, and we don’t have to do anything,” dongho rushed to say, running a hand through his hair, “please don’t feel pressured.”

you grinned up at the handsome man

“dongho, i’ve wanted to go out with you since the first time you stepped into the coffee shop,” you smiled up at dongho, “i don’t feel pressured.”

“really?” an adorable smile spread across dongho’s face, “then is it okay for me to do this?”

“do wha--”

your question was cut off by dongho carefully cupping your face like it was the most precious thing in the whole wide world and gently kissing you, sending shivers down your spine as his lips caressed yours

the two of you stared at each other as you parted, both of you smiling widely

“definitely okay.”

wow dongho what a man 

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[wannabeone-blog]

Cuddling w/ Dongho

request: I love your writing!!! Could I request cuddling with boyfriend Kang Dongho? Could you pretty please put in loads of cute kisses? thanks so much!!

ik ik i haven’t uploaded for a while, and this short little scenario doesn’t make up for it. i’ve been struggling a bit with writers block plus starting tomorrow its finals week but i promise i havent forgotten abt this acc

cuddling dongho makes you feel safe

he likes to wrap his big arms around you and hold you close

he giggles a lot and is overall happier with you that close to him

he likes to cuddle after stressful days

he likes to leave little kisses on your cheeks and neck and likes to listen to you talk abt your day

your heartbeat calms him

who falls asleep first could really go either way

sometimes your voice is just so soothing and having you cuddled up against him makes him sleepy

other times he likes to sing a song he’s been experimenting with or a song that reminds him of you

he’s okay if you fall asleep first bc then he can look at your peaceful figure and it just brings him so much joy that your his and one day he’ll get to wake up to a similar picture everyday

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[roh-tae]

till now

length: 2,666 words

compared to you who has always loved me, I still have so much to learn

Rolling over in your bed, being half blinded by the sunlight coming through the blinds. You wondered how late you’d slept. Groggily reaching for your phone to check the time, you were greeted by a good morning text.

Good morning beautiful! So, I know you said you didn’t want any help with things…but I just can’t stay out of it. Tonight the boys and I are going out and you’re coming! Not negotiating! If you need help deciding on what to wear, I’m your guy. I know what Dongho will like, and we are making sure his eyes are on you and only you tonight! ;)

Laughing to yourself at the text you’d received from your best friend Minki. You rolled out of bed, now wide awake. You just knew that Minki wouldn’t be able to stay out of your relationship drama long.

You and Dongho, well, it was complicated. You had liked him for awhile, I mean what was there not to like? He had an amazing smile, his voice made your heart melt, he had tattoos which you liked. But despite your efforts to try and drop hints or flirt, things didn’t go anywhere. At first you thought maybe he just didn’t really get your flirting, then it was well maybe he is just awkward. But now you were at the point where you were convinced he just didn’t like you. Despite how much Minki said “you two would be perfect for each other. Trust me!”

But, if Minki stepping in would finally put an end to the debate of he likes me, he likes me not, then you were on board.

“Minki, I hate this. I have no idea what to wear. Why are you doing this to me?”

You whined to your friend as you tore apart your closet. Finding nothing you thought would catch Dongho’s eye. “Something fitted, show off your curves. But don’t do something too over the top or anything. Think simple, but hot!” Minki spoke as he sat in front of his phone snacking as he watched you pick out a dress only to shake your head and place it back in your closet.

“What about that black one? Can’t go wrong with a little black dress right?”

Pulling it out you figured he was right. Just wanting to quickly find something, get dressed, and get the night over with.

You’d texted Minki once you were ready, taking a few shots to calm your nerves before he’d responded saying he and the boys were outside. As you walked out of the elevator in your building approaching the front door, you could feel your heart beating out of your chest.

What if Dongho thinks I look ugly? He definitely doesn’t like me. This was so stupid why did I let Minki talk me into this. I can’t do this. I’m gonna be sick. 

“Hey there sexy lady. Damn you look good.”

A somewhat embarrassed smile came across your lips as Minki took your hand leading you down the steps. But it was Dongho’s gaze as he watched you walked down the few stairs that practically made your legs give out. His eyes scanning you up and down while you almost waited for his approval.

“He’s right, you look good.”

Dongho turned and led the way to the club, Minki squeezing your arm tight as you tried not to show how surprised you were at the compliment.

Once at the club Dongho stood, holding open the door for all of you and it was then you got a better look at what he was wearing. Black pants paired with white top and blazer, hair slicked back. But you didn’t need to compliment him, he knew how good he looked. You could tell.

Dongho had always had a certain confidence about him since the day you first met. Though some might mistake it for cockiness. He carried himself in a way that intimidated people. In more ways than one. To some it might make them afraid of him, to you he made you feel like you didn’t stand a chance. But Minki convinced you he could help change that.

Once inside your small group had gotten a booth and ordered drinks, you sitting next to Minki while Dongho sat across from you. Throughout the night you’d often looked to Minki for advice on what to say and how to act around Dongho. Not really knowing what he liked in a girl. Occasionally you caught Dongho staring at the two of you from behind his glass. Surely he knew you were talking about him.

“Y/n.”

Hearing your name come from Dongho’s lips, you practically choked on your drink. Minki lightly hit your leg as you took a minute to swallow and clear your throat.

“Yes?”

“Do you want to dance?”

You almost asked him to repeat himself, thinking he had spoken Swahili or some other language you’d never heard of. But no, he indeed did ask you to dance. What do you say? How do you even dance with Dongho? This is the most you two have talked ever and now he wants to dance? Again you looked to Minki, only making Dongho laugh to himself before Minki practically pushed you off the bench of the booth.

“Okay, yeah, sure. Okay.”

Dongho laughed at your awkwardness. Resting his hand on the small of your back as he guided you down the stairs and out onto the floor. Not going too far figuring you would want to stay close to Minki since you’d been needing him all night to help with your decision making. Dongho leaned in toward you as he caught you glancing back at the booth only seconds after you’d left.

“If you want to dance with Minki you can just tell me.”

You laughed to yourself, realizing how ridiculous you were being. “I’m sorry.”

“Just relax, this is a club. We’re here to have fun! Let loose, you know?”

Dongho’s hands slowly moved to your hips and you practically shivered at the contact. Feeling like a middle school girl at a dance with her crush. He turned you around so he was behind you, guiding your hips to the music as he tried to help you calm down. Eventually your few drinks you’d had kicked in, and you didn’t need much help. Dongho chuckled to himself as he noticed.

Leaning in close to your ear, you flinched as his breath tickled against your skin.

“I have to ask. Do you always have Minki make your decisions for you?”

“No, not always. I mean he’s my best friend, so of course I value his opinion. Why, you don’t think I can do things without him?”

As Dongho laughed you felt his lips lightly brush against your bare shoulder as he head fell for a moment. The contact sending shivers down your spine. “I mean, every decision you’ve made tonight has been made by him. I mean that’s fine and all. But I honestly don’t think you’ve done one thing that you wanted to do tonight. And just you, no second opinion from Minki.”

You stopped your hips as you turned to face Dongho, you expression a bit flat and hard to read as he waited for you to say something. But you said nothing, instead pressing your lips to his. Expecting him to possibly pull away, surely he was just really drunk and Minki put him up to dancing with you. But instead he brought his hands to you face, caressing your cheeks as he kissed you back. The kiss nothing too crazy, but just enough to make your heart race.

“I wanted to do that.”

“And I’m happy you did.”

You still remembered back to that night. How nervous you were. How you were convinced Dongho did not like you at all. But you had to admit, Minki was right.

It had been about two months since that night out, and things with Dongho were. Something. But you didn’t know just what that something was.

You took him lunch often when he was working hard and couldn’t leave. And some nights you’d even go and stay late with him at the studio so he had company, though you often fell asleep. And he was grateful you did those things, he was. But you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing between you two. That spark that was there the first night you kissed. That feeling of being young and in love, ready for whatever happened next. But now you weren’t exactly sure what that next for you two was. What you do know is that you want something more.

Like most days, you were grabbing a dish from one of Dongho’s favorite restaurants and taking it down to the studio for him. Wondering what he’d be working on today. If he’d be recording or dancing when you got there. But either way, you were just looking forward to seeing him.

Entering the practice room you found Jonghyun and Aron going over choreography, both of them telling you Dongho was in the recording studio with Minki. And as you approached the slightly cracked door you heard the mention of your name, stopping you in your tracks.

“How do I tell her nicely? I mean, I feel bad. We talk like everyday. She brings me food all the time, hangs out with me at the studio. She cares about me a lot. She’s really amazing. I don’t want to seem like an ass but. I just don’t want to waste anymore time if it’s just not gonna work.”

You’d heard enough, not even bothering to let Dongho know you had brought his. Giving it to Jonghyun and asking him to deliver it, or just eat it himself. It didn’t matter to you. You left the studio without explanation, holding in your tears for once you were back in your apartment. Not wanting anyone to see you crying over a boy.

“Hey Jonghyun, I forgot to ask earlier. Why did y/n just drop my food off today? Normally she stays and talks with me for a bit.”

Jonghyun looked at Dongho as he packed up his bag as the two of them were getting ready to head home for the night. “She didn’t say. Just let in a hurry, handed me the food and left. She seemed upset. But I didn’t ask.”

“Well, was she here long? Did she really just leave?”

Jonghyun threw the straps of his bag over his shoulder as he thought back to earlier. “Well she walked over towards the recording studio door and stopped for a minute or two, then she quickly turned around and headed for the door. Giving me the food before she left. But she didn’t say anything. Why?”

“Shit!”

Dongho rubbed his face and he realized how much he’d messed up. Knowing now that you’d surely heard his conversation with Minki. And even though you probably wouldn’t want to hear any type of explanation, he knew he had to give you one.

“I gotta go!”

His words still replayed in your head, even hours later.

“I don’t want to seem like an ass but. I just don’t want to waste anymore time if it’s just not gonna work.”

How could he continue to act as if he liked you, letting you bring him food all the time. Stay late with him at the studio. How could he just lead you on and expect things to be okay that way?

Minki had texted you a few times, saying he missed not seeing you at the studio and that he hoped he’d see you tomorrow. You didn’t respond, afraid he’d ask why you didn’t stay and say hi. And you’d finally stopped crying for the first time in awhile, you didn’t want to start that again.

Heading into the kitchen to grab yourself some water, to re-hydrate after how much you’ve cried, you heard a knock at your door.

Slowly walking over and checking who it was through the peep hole, your heart stopped.

Why the hell is he here?

You didn’t answer, quickly running back to bed and just hoping he’d leave and think you weren’t home. But as your phone buzzed next to you, you realized he was smart enough to know you were ignoring him.

Y/n, I know you’re inside. Please let me explain.

Seeing you’d read his text, he didn’t bother sending another. Instead calling you. Only to have his call declined almost 10 times before you just put your phone on silent. And as you looked to your phone, seeing the calls finally cease for more than 2 minutes. You thought he’d finally given up. But one last text proved he hadn’t.

Please don’t hate me for this.

You looked at your phone confused, but as you heard the turning of the lock on your front door you realized you’d forgotten Dongho knew where you kept your spare. Jumping off the bed you managed to lock your door just before he could run to turn the handle.

He softly banged his fist against the wooden frame as he realized he wasn’t fast enough.

The two of you were silent on your respective sides for what seemed like an eternity. Until Dongho finally spoke.

“I’m sorry okay. One, for using that spare key against you. But two, for what you heard. But I promise it’s not what you think.”

You rolled your eyes, feeling the tears threatening again but trying to fight against them. “Bullshit. I know exactly what I heard. I’m sorry I wasted your time. Not like you’ve been wasting mine or anything.”

Dongho listened to the hurt in your voice, leaning against the door as he slid down and sat against it. His head softly thudding against the wood as you waited to see if he in deed had some miraculous explanation.

“That’s not what, look. I said those things because. I’m scared okay? There I said it. You’re amazing, and I like you so much. But, I don’t do relationships. Well, I’ve never had any serious ones at least. And I’m afraid that I’m gonna hurt you, or fuck up and ruin something good. I don’t want to waste your time if I’m not what you want, or what you need. Trust me you’re not wasting my time. All my time with you has been time well spent.”

You listened to him softly chuckle at his own corniness, you heard the sincerity in his voice. But also the fear and the worry.

“Y/n, you deserve someone that knows how to be there for you, to give to you as much as you give to them. But that’s not me. I don’t know how to be that guy you need and deserve. Because somehow I just know I’ll end up fucking it up and hurting you. And I’d hate myself if I ever hurt you.”

The next few moments were filled with silence. The two of you just impatiently waiting for one another to finally speak.

“You can’t be afraid to try.”

Dongho was surprised to hear your voice. It was soft, he could tell you had been crying thought he hadn’t heard you make a sound.

“I don’t care if you fuck up. Relationships are about making mistakes and learning from them and moving forward. Together. Despite what you think I need or what you think I want. All I want right now is you. All I need right now is you.”

You heard Dongho shift against the door, standing up on the other side without a response. You eventually doing the same as Dongho stood silent, though he knew you were staring at the door, waiting just like he was. Taking a few seconds more to compose yourself, dry your tears and clear your head, you reached for the door. Your hand brushing over the handle briefly, taking a deep breath before turning the lock.

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[kpopsfic]

ghost of you ꩜ kang dongho

pairing: kang dongho x gender neutral reader

genre: schizophrenic!dongho, heavy angst

warnings: mental illness (schizophrenia & depression), i am not a doctor and wrote this to the best of my ability

word count: 1.02k

written by: tiff

description: kang dongho is left behind by the person he dreamed of spending the rest of his life with for reasons he has yet to discover, only to be disappointed when he uncovers the truth.

a/n: in honor of nu’est and the love i hold for them, i decided to post this. although they’re officially disbanded now, please be sure to give them lots of love and support on their most recent release: 다시, 봄

Tears raced down the delicate skin of Dongho’s cheeks as he fell to his knees in front of you, his long-term partner, and reached out to him. His vision was blurry and his lungs felt as if they were going to collapse in on themselves the moment he let out another mangled cry.

“Please, don’t do this,” Dongho cried out, his fingers curled around the sleeve of your sweater, “I don’t know if I can survive without you.”

You paused for a moment, your hand on the doorknob, heart twisting around in your chest. You sighed, gently shaking Dongho’s loose grasp on the soft fabric free, “I have to go. I can’t stay here anymore, love.”

Dongho’s voice cracked as he whispered, “but, why? What did I do wrong?”

“It’s nothing you did,” you began, crouching down to be level with Dongho’s shaking frame, “but I can’t tell you the reason why I’m going. You’ll figure it out in your own time.”

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Dongho exclaimed. You brushed some of the stray tears off of the older boy’s cheeks.

“It won’t for a while, but I promise you, when the time comes, you’ll learn. You’ll be able to accept it. For now, you just need to learn how to cope without me.”

With that, you rose to your feet and walked out into the night, never bothering to look back.

—

They say people learn to get over heartbreak, that there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel during every breakup. But that certainly was not the case for Kang Dongho. Many nights he found himself tossing and turning in the sheets, longing for your gentle touch, or staying up for days on end doing absolutely nothing except for crying.

Three months have passed now since the love of his life walked out with no rhyme or reason, and Dongho was still trying to make sense of it all. But no matter what scenario or event came to his head, nothing added up right. He often found himself tugging angrily at his hair.

The same night that you left, he began writing letters. Ones with words of his love for you. How beautiful you are and how brightly you shine compared to the rest of the stars in the sky. Reminiscing on the good memories he had, like the time that you tried making pancakes for him and ended up almost burning the house down.

But he also wrote letters that were stained with tears, where the ink was smudged from his shaky hands or lost track of where his sentences were going. They were never filled with anything hateful, but rather with confusion, hurt, and anger.

Why? Why did you decide to leave him when he thought he needed you the most? Why did you hesitate before you walked through the door? Where were you now? Was the address he was writing on the envelopes even correct?

He always mailed them out, but he never once got a response. Every time he stepped foot into the post office, the clerks looked at him with sympathy. Whether it be because of the way his cheeks were sunken in or how his eyes were always swollen from constantly sobbing, he didn’t know. He just hated the stares.

Now, he was sitting on the couch, his legs crossed, and wide awake. His hands were clasped over his stomach, glossy eyes trained on the ceiling, and his bottom lip held tightly between his teeth.

It was your two year anniversary.

The moment he woke up, he couldn’t help but think about you and where you were going. Your sweet words rang through his head, which only gave him a migraine in the end. He couldn’t bear the thought of doing anything for the day. He almost wished he could sleep forever.

But he couldn’t. He refused to waste the day when instead, he could be making your favorite meal and celebrating on his own, whether you were there or not. Maybe after doing so, he would feel better. He could certainly hope.

A little later, he found himself at the dinner table, staring at your empty seat behind the vase of morning glories he picked up from the store earlier while quietly spooning cajun pasta into his mouth. He huffed a defeated sigh, allowing the fork to fall from his hand onto the table with a bang.

Pushing himself away from the table, he walked to what used to be your shared bedroom without bothering to clean up the mess he’d made. He sank down onto the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped, and buried his face in his hands. Was this ever going to get easier?

Just as he was about to lay down, he was able to hear your daily reminder in his head, “be sure to take your medicine, Dongho, it’s important.”

Absently, he grabbed the pill bottle off of his nightstand and stared at the label. Olanzapine. He knew his doctor told him what it was for, but he didn’t understand why. The label never indicated anything either.

Allowing his curiosity to get the best of him, Dongho typed in the name of his medicine on his phone and scanned over the definition of what it was used to treat.

Olanzapine can be used to treat mental disorders such as schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.

Dongho tilted his head at the word ‘schizophrenia.’ He was almost positive that’s what his doctor told him he had, but he couldn’t remember. He continued on with another search.

Schizophrenia is a chronic brain disorder that affects less than one percent of the population. When schizophrenia is active, symptoms can include delusions, hallucinations, and trouble with thinking.

Upon reading the definition, Dongho threw his phone across the room, a loud yell ripping at his lungs as fresh, hot tears stung at his eyes. This is what you meant when you said he would figure it out on his own. This is what you meant when you didn’t answer his questions. This is why you left him in the first place.

You were never real to begin with.

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[hime-hana]

BROTHER!KANG DONGHO

So having Kang Dongho as a brother would include: 

it would be a curse and a blessing at the same time

he would be very protective and sometimes it would be a bit excessive, but he just cares so much about you and doesn’t want anything happening to you 

would also be very caring and spoil you to no end 

he would buy you anything you asked of him and he would give it to you without any arguments 

you could basically call him at 3 am and tell him that you need him to pick you up because your friends dumped you and you have no money for a taxi

he would probably scold you a bit over the phone, but come pick you up anyway 

“why do you never listen to me? stop hanging out with losers, Y/N. you’re better than that” 

and if you were to feel very sad and start crying, he would take you to the dorm and hug you without saying anything

he would probably watch over you until you fall asleep and then just kiss the top of your head and cover you with a blanket 

in the morning he’s probably gonna make you a sandwich or something and you two are gonna have a serious talk 

because he cares so much about you and wants to make sure you are alright and safe 

he won’t try to control you or impose you to do things

but the moment he hears you have a crush on a boy, you are put under a standard 30 questions survey about your crush

“where does he live?” 

“is he a good student?” 

“does he treat his parents well?” 

“when can I meet him?”

“NEVER”

“I have to make sure he will be a good boyfriend for you, Y/N. now, where did you say he lived?” 

and when you tell him your crush asked you on a date and will come pick you up later that day he would be thrilled 

not cause you have a date, but because he will finally meet the young man and instruct him on what will happen if he doesn’t treat his sister well 

honestly, Dongho is usually as cute as a bunny, but he is aware that he looks intimidating and will use it in his advantage when meeting the guy 

at the end of the date, the guy will probably be too scared to ask you on a second one 

“you keep scaring away all my potentional boyfriends, Dongho”

“if they get scared is because they are weak and not good enough for my amazing sister” 

and you both laugh and agree that your crush was actually kind of weird and you got no idea why you even liked him in first place

“wanna get pizza and watch a movie?” 

and by the end of the night you are lazing around the couch with a ton of junk food and fighting over the last slice of pizza

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[hansols-yoda-boxers]

When we slowly get closer You and I both Push and pull

[00:50] You gasped as your back hit the wall. A smirk tugged at your lips, mirroring Dongho’s as his hips pressed into yours, his hard length even more obvious through his jeans as he ground against you. You let your head fall back against the wall as his lips kissed up along your neck and his hands held your wrists to the wall.

“Do you see what you’ve done to me?” There was an edge to his voice as he spoke, something rough in the usual smoothness. It only excited you further.

“You did that to yourself, your mind has been going some dirty places,” you teased, a little too breathlessly to be fully convincing.

“For all I know you did this on purpose,” he murmured, his hips rutting into yours much more roughly. “After all this time of resisting you, you wear this dress, you wear my favourite perfume.” His lips move to your ear. “You’re taunting me.”

Your lips betrayed you, letting a whimper pass and his lips formed a smile before finding a sensitive spot on your neck to mark. He let go of one of your wrists, his hand slipping down your body and between your legs.

You parted them far too easily, breathing growing heavy as his fingers started to move over your panties until you bucked your hips against him as they passed over your clit. Sparks of pleasure started to ignite with each movement of his hands and the way you moved your hips into his hand and started to moan quietly only spurred him on.

“Y-You know me,” your voice was unsteady as you spoke. “I like the chase.”

“It seems you’ve been caught, babe.”

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[heoniebunches]

After working 6 hours straight, “you don’t have to do that. Really.”

You’re starting to worry. Dongho’s been stuck in his office for hours now - he’d made a small appearance at breakfast, but mostly to grab what is likely more coffee and press a soft kiss to the top of your head as you munched on your cereal before heading back into his office. 

“Did you even sleep?” you asked, concerned. He hummed in response, pulling a frown from you. “That’s not a no, baby.” 

He set his coffee down, used both hands to rub your shoulders. “Don’t worry about me baby, okay? I got some sleep. I promise. And I’ll get plenty more once I’m done with my work.”

“At least eat something with all that coffee you’re drinking. I’ll even make you something.” You took one of his hands in yours, pressed a kiss to the back of it. “I can’t help but worry about you, you know that.”

Dongho chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “I’ll grab myself something, you stay right here and eat your own breakfast.” He went back into the kitchen, grabbed some protein bars, and shuffled back into his office, throwing a “Love you,” over his shoulder. 

But that had been at breakfast. It’s nearing mid-afternoon, now, and you haven’t even heard or seen him leave the room to use the bathroom. He’s been working on this day in and day out for at least a week, and if he doesn’t take a real break soon you don’t want to think about what will happen to him. 

Enough is enough. 

You head into the kitchen, grabbing things from the cupboard and fridge and setting about to make a proper meal. Butter melts in a pan on the stove as you chop and slice vegetables and meat, throwing them in together and delighting in the sizzle they make. The water you have in a pot boils too and things quickly begin to come together. With everything done, you make a heaping serving to take in to Dongho and go up to the office door, opening it without bothering to knock. 

You’re greeted with a sad sight: Dongho surrounded by crumpled up papers and half drunk coffees and energy drinks and protein bar wrappers. 

“Dongho.” you sigh, coming up behind him to set the food down on the desk. He turns and looks at you and the circles under his eyes break your heart. “Oh, baby…”

He smiles at you like he’s trying to reassure you and it only makes you frown in response. “Thank you.”

“Do you know how long you’ve been working this time, Dongho?” 

He looks down at the clock on his laptop and lets out a little “oh.” 

“Six hours . You need to take better care of yourself. You need to take a break , Dongho.” You run your fingers through his hair. 

“I will, I will, I just need to finish -” 

You huff and drag him out of the chair, grabbing the plate of food in your other hand, bringing both the food and your boyfriend back out to the kitchen. You release him only to set him down into a chair at the table and placing the food in front of him. 

“Eat.” you instruct, sitting down across from him. 

He fidgets, picking up his fork. “I’d feel better if you were eating too, you know.”

“Fine.” You go to the kitchen to make yourself a plate before rejoining him, bringing him some water as well. “Now eat. Please?” 

Dongho pouts, mostly at himself, because your tone is almost desperate and it makes him feel a little guilty for letting himself take it so far.

Now that you’ve really dragged him away, he can feel the fatigue start to set in. He can feel the exhaustion like a physical ache deep in his bones, and his eyes feel dry and like he's kept them open for weeks. He looks down at the pasta and he's never seen anything so appetizing. 

Dongho takes one bite, then another, and soon he's shoveling food into his mouth at a near-alarming rate. Soon the plate is cleared and he looks up at you, smile on his face. "Can I have some more, baby? Please?"

Once lunch has been finished and dishes have been washed - and so has Dongho, once you pushed him into the shower - you force Dongho under the covers in your bed, hardly surprised when he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into bed with him. 

"Thank you, baby." he whispers, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. You shake your head, telling him he doesn't need to thank you. 

"No, I mean it. You don't have to take care of me, but you did anyway. I really, really appreciate it. I couldn't break myself out of my funk." He pulls you tighter against him, warm hands rubbing your stomach. "You don't have to do that. Really."

"I care about you though, Dongho. I love you, and I hate seeing you get so overwhelmed like that." You sigh and take one of his hands in yours. "Just sleep now, okay? You really need it."

Dongho hums in response, mumbles something that sounds like "I love you too," and soon, his breathing evens out, and the room goes quiet.

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[prettywordsyouleft]

Flutter

Prompt: #53 for anon – “Why do you hate me?”

Anonymous said:

Hello! Can I request a drabble for Baekho? #53 “Why do you hate me?” If you can find a way to make it a royalty au of some sort, I would melt but if you have another idea that makes more sense or sounds more fun, don't listen to me! Thank you! - Nu'est anon)

Pairing: Kang Dongho x reader

Genre: royal au / romance / friends to lovers

Warnings: none

Word count: 954

Glancing across the room, you smiled graciously at the man against the wall, though he did not return the gesture. It disgruntled you momentarily, scrunching your face up as you rolled your eyes in an otherwise silent protest. He merely pointed to your company and with a sigh, you spun back to the Baron and Baroness and pasted on another smile.

This one didn’t reach right up to your eyes as your last had.

Being the only princess in a royal family with three princes was often a burden. You had no stake in the throne, not that you had ever desired for such a thing. Whilst you were strong-willed, it wasn’t something you wished to harness for the greater good of your nation. Call you selfish all they may, but you only dreamed of the removal of status entirely. You wished to retire from the public role of playing dress up for countless state dinners, functions and other politically fuelled events of the royal court. You wanted to roam as free as the butterflies did out in the pasture, to fly as high as you could and see the world without the shackles of acting proper and keeping to timely order. Now that you were no longer a child, your ability to ask for play had been revoked. Your mornings were full of learning, not that you were ever to be expected as intelligent, instead, quaint. Your afternoons spent improving your skills, such as tapestry, sewing, and dance. Once a week you would be fortunate enough to have a ride out across the moors, and only on those excursions did you ever feel as if the wind could tousle your hair enough and have the excuse for it.

“My dear, are you quite alright?” the baroness asked and you nodded, composing yourself to answer as you always did. A princess must always be diplomatic and prompt with a response.

“Of course, I was just contemplating the idea of starting a new quilt. The colder season will arrive soon and I know my father quite enjoys sitting in his study late into the evening.”

Everyone marvelled over your avid affection of the King.

You hadn’t once been thinking of making the quilt for him. Though you were planning on making it for someone else. Your eyes slipped to the wall again, growing perplexed when the man who stood there previously was now nowhere in sight. It unsettled you, made you uncomfortable to remain standing there talking pleasantries and faking an interest in the lives of these people. When it was possible to retire from the party, you took your farewell effortlessly, dashing out into the foyer of the grand hall and then through to servants quarters. You didn’t even stop to knock when you entered his bedroom, the man within spinning around to see you.

And you darted your eyes immediately to the wall. “Oh… well, I was not expecting such an exhibition.”

“Nor was I aware I would be in company tonight, Princess.”

You grumbled, uncaring of his shirtless predicament and stared back at the man before you with hard eyes. “Must you refer to me as my title? Dongho, I do not know how many times I have asked you to call me by my name. In the very least, you should follow this request when it is just us two.”

“The walls may be made of stone, my lady, but I assure you they have ears.”

You ducked as if they had eyes as well, shifting closer to hiss at Dongho. “Why did you leave?!”

“Must I stay and endure such a boring spectacle all night long?”

You stomped your foot in petulance. “Yet you leave me to suffer.”

“I am not the Princess of this nation.”

“No, but you are my bodyguard, Dongho. What will of you if I had been harmed?”

“By what? Another piece of fruitcake conveniently dropped by the baroness in hopes to ruin this gorgeous dress you wear?”

“I’ll have you know when she dropped it on my foot last time, it felt as if a rock had fallen upon it!”

You giggled together, a simple reaction yet it meant everything to you. For a moment, your status was removed and you were back to the friends who had grown up playing together out in the pasture chasing butterflies. As soon as the happy sound ceased, you fell back into your roles, you of a princess and he of a guard.

You sighed. “Why do you hate me?”

“That’s an odd thing to accuse me of,” he mused, giving you a quizzical look. “Tell me of a time where I’ve shown you any emotion deserving of the title hatred.”

“Then, are you jealous?”

“Ardently.”

“Of?”

“The suitors who come to greet you these days.”

“You’re truly jealous?” you repeated, a small smile curling up your lips with delight. Dongho heaved a deep breath before placing his index finger in the middle of your forehead and pushing you gently. “Must you look so wicked?”

“I must. It is not every day that you show me signs.”

“Signs? Of jealousy?” he wondered and you shook your head, reaching up to sling your arms around his neck. Dongho visibly flinched but he did nothing to undrape you from around him either.

“Of love. I wondered if you hated me but now I realise it’s far from that emotion.”

“Y/N, you know this will be forbidden.”

You nodded, shifting closer. “Much like everything is to me. Allow me these moments.”

“As your guard, is this a request I must follow?”

“As my best friend, this is a confession I hope you will treasure.”

Dongho smiled, drawing you in closer. “Always.”

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[springday-aus]

Nu’est’s Baekho: [Drabble] → moodboard link

Neighbor!AU with Baekho [Kang Dongho]

→ Based on the AU Prompt: “we live in opposite halls and I keep seeing you change through the window” 

It’s another Sunday. You’ve remained on the couch for the past six hours after waking up at noon–and you don’t plan to move another inch, continuously flicking through Netflix. It’s just another boring day and tomorrow will be another boring day at work day. You groan, tossing your head back. Your apartment gives a great view. Granted, it’s upside down now, but it’s still good. It might also be because of the hot neighbor from across the window. Kang Baekho. What a fine ass man. 

You keep your head positioned back on the couch like that for a bit. Usually, around 6 is when he comes back from the gym. Hmmm… seriously: what a fine ass man. 

As if on cue, his apartment lights up and he walks in with a black tank top and gray sweatpants. He almost immediately strips out of his shirt once his front door is shut. You move yourself around to get a clear view. This has been the routine for the past week and you know you’re being a bit of a creep, but it’s like a car accident: you should look away, but you can’t look away. You keep your eyes on his figure that moves from his living room to his kitchen. 

He should really close his blinds, this is not good for you. 

He gets a glass of water, swallowing it all down in an instant. A drop spills and it trails along his jawline to his chest. Jesus Christ. He wipes his mouth, but, out of the blue, he looks over at your window. You make eye contact. You panic, looking around to hide from being caught, before simply just curling up on the couch. Well, fuck. 

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[maddiekpopimagines]

Baekho As Your Boyfriend

So, this morning I woke up with a HUGE urge to write something like this about Baekho. He’s my Nu’est Bias, and I feel like a know him enough to make one of these. This is how I imagine him as a Boyfriend, after watching a TON of videos about Nu’est and him, interviews, appeareances on variety shows and stuff like that. It’s my personal opinion, obviously.

Also, it’s my first time doing this kind of imagines. I’ll post other Kpop related content! I have plenty of fanfics that i’ll like to post (have to translate them though, because my first language is Spanish). 

This is gonna be a LONG post about Boyfriend!Baekho, so get enjoy!

You two have been friends for a while, and when he finally realized he loved you, he will act shyly towards you and get really nervous, like a kid trying to hide his feelings.

Don't expect him to ask you out without being really sure about his feelings towards you.

After talking to the other members of Nu'est about his feelings -almost pleading for help- Minki will encourage him to finally confess, and I feel Aron will be the one to help him prepare all the words he's gonna tell you what a cutie Hyung Aron is uwu.

He'll make sure to be alone with you so he can finally confess his feelings, expect him to be really nervous and stuttering a lot, not actually remembering the speech he prepared and giggling.

Expect him to be really soft towards you, really romantic and kinda cheesy. Also he always will get nervous when it comes to PDA. Don't expect him to kiss you in front of the others, because he'll get really shy and nervous, and maybe his cheeks will turn bright red.

As your relationship goes on, he'll get really committed to you. I don't see him cheating NEVER. He'll be completely faithful to you, and he'll cherish every moment he spends with you.

Be prepared to gain some weight because this boy LOVES TO EAT. He’ll probably go to a lot of restaurants with you, or order some food to eat at home with you.

When you two are alone, he'll be shy and polite, not crossing the lines. Expect cute kissed with a lot of shy giggles.

He'll be the ABSOLUTE BEST at hugging and cludding in bed, you'll feel like you're hugging a huge teddy bear.

When the kisses get more passionate he'll turn into the sexy bandit he is deep inside, making your head spin with heated kisses, pressing you against his chest with his strong and muscular arms.

He'll get more intimate a while after you two started dating. Don't expect him to be the kind of guy that takes you to bed right away, he needs to be sure that you two are prepared for such an important step

Once he gets more comfortable and when he's completely ready to show you how much he loves you, he'll really make love to you. Not just sex. He'll treat you kindly, showering you with little kisses caressing your skin being really kind and careful, I even picture him asking if he's not being too rude or harsh.

The more sex you have, the more comfortable he will get, starting to show you his sexy bandit side, making love to you more harder each time, trying new things but you'll have to suggest him what to do, because he'll be still kind of shy to tell you right away.

He is the kind of guy you need to help open up, one step at a time. Giving him confidence and security to finally reveal himself completely.

And even though, you'll have the feeling that you still haven't seen all of his sides or all the shades of his personality.

This was a little too long, but got carried away because I really love Baekho.  I hope you like it and love this baby for more than just his body, because he's actually a shy cutie.

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[imagineproduce101]

Beautiful

Dongho+ everything is yours

The sky was a vibrant painting, a mixture of reds, pinks, oranges and blues. You stood there, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window, appreciating the view of the sunset over your city.

“Ready to head out?”

You turned to face Dongho, clad in a sharp suit. One of his hands was outstretched, the other holding your coat.

“Yeah,” you replied softly, taking his hand. The two of you were in his office, waiting for his driver to arrive. There was an important company function that night, and as the CEO, Dongho was required to attend. “Just adminiring the view.”

“You truly are a beautiful image,” Dongho said cheekily, smiling as you groaned, hitting him lightly on the chest.

“You’re so cheesy,” you groaned, leaning into his side. Dongho snickered, kissing you gently.

“You love it, though,” he teased. You smiled up at him, leaning up to kiss him on the lips.

“I do love it.”

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[mactuna]

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕤 ~ 𝕁𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟

↠ summary: you had absolutely no belief in yourself... until jonghyun came along and found you at your darkest hour💙

↠ idea: trainee au!! same company!! music form??

♫ 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓭 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓭, 𝓸𝓱 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮 𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓘𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮  𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓵

You hadn’t made it. Again. In the dark space of the practice room, you let the tears fall as the full force of not making debut for the third time washed over you. Hugging your knees, you couldn’t stop crying as the CEO’s words burned themselves into your mind.

“It’s been seven years, Y/N! Yet you are still no good! Do you really want to debut?!! Look at you!! You are still no better, maybe even worse, than a seven month trainee!!”

You still remembered your mom dropping you off at the front steps of Pledis’ main building for your audition, seven years ago.

“Take care, Y/N-ah… I’ll be cheering you on~! And your dad will always be watching you from Heaven. Y/N fighting~!”

But now she was gone, and the last thing she had ever heard from you was that you had failed to debut for the second time with PRISTIN. You had totally failed at being a competent daughter, much less in making your family proud of you.

♫ 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓒𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝔃𝔂 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓾𝓹 '𝓒𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮

Jonghyun nodded, walking calmly out of the office with burning eyes. He knew that the CEO absolutely hated you and that he had to get you out of this company. Even if it meant leaving him. The CEO would never let you debut, not with how deeply ingrained his hatred for you was. Minhyun, Dongho, Minki, and  Youngmin nodded silently at him, so he took off running.

“Y/N-ah! Where are you?!”

All he wanted was to see you smile again. As much as he wished, you never completely opened up to him. Or anyone else for that matter. As stubborn as you were, you refused to believe that you would break under all this pressure. Unlike everyone else, you never saw yourself for who you really were. You never saw how broken and tired you looked every time you cried. And it made Jonghyun feel completely helpless. But now, he thought he had a way to get you out to fulfill your dream.

♫ 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾

Trying to catch his breath, Jonghyun fell to the ground. Sure he was an idol, but that was totally different from running. As his breathing slowed, his ears picked up the faint sounds of you crying. And it completely broke his heart. You were one of the most talented people he knew, with a unique voice like no other. But now, it wasn’t being used to its full potential to sing but as an instrument for your sorrow. And you deserved so, so, so much better.

♫  𝓢𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 (𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼) 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓢𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 (𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵) 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔀 𝓞𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔀

You looked up as the door creaked open gently, slight pouring in through the doorway to reveal your precious boyfriend’s face. And you felt all the guilt immediately rush to you as he practically fell over himself to rush to you, wrapping you in a giant bear hug.

“Ah… my poor baby… It’s ok, Y/N, your lovely boyfriend is here now~!”

You thought you had already cried all your tears out, but his words re-opened the floodgates as everything you had ever been ridiculed for came rushing back to you. Crying harder, you let him rock you gently and whisper little comforts that only he could pull off. Why? He saw you for who you were: the sweet girl that brought a smile to everyone’s face with her quirks and talent. There wasn’t anything that you couldn’t do or anything you did that would ever make Jonghyun leave your side.

“Y/N, you are beautiful and you are like a bright shade of yellow that blinds me with your crazy amazing skills and I don’t think I can ever not say ‘I love you’ to your cute face.”

♫ 𝓞𝓸𝓱 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓞𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱  𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝔃𝔂 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓾𝓹 '𝓒𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮

Looking up, you saw him smiling down at you with the proudest smile on his lips and the most lovestruck eyes you had ever seen. Trying not to smile, you snuggled in closer to him, eternally grateful for his comfort. You had to have been a saint in your past life to deserve someone like Jonghyun now.

“Thank you Jonghyunie… I love you.”

“I love you too, which is why I think you should leave Pledis to make your dreams come true.”

You sat up straight, almost banging your head into his chin.

“WHAT?! I don’t even know if I can make it into some other company if I’ve missed debut three times!”

“Baby, please just hear me out. You shouldn’t be crying your eyes out every time you talk to the CEO. That’s so unfair to you and I know that you’re a strong girl, but enough is enough. I can’t watch you deal with him anymore. As your boyfriend, it’s my job to protect you and always be there for you. I have a friend at FNC and there’s word that they’re looking to debut a solo artist. I know that you can do it, Y/N.”

Looking into his eyes, you saw the deep sincerity that lay in them. Just with that one look, you could see how hard this was for him to tell you to go so that you could achieve your dream. Smiling softly, you wiped your tears and hugged him tightly.

“Thank you, Jonghyun.”

♫ 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓘 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓢𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭 (𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭) 𝓣𝓸 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 (𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵, 𝓸𝓱) 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔀 𝓞𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓸𝓱 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓫𝓸𝔀  𝓜𝓶𝓶 𝓶𝓶𝓶

Smiling brightly, you bowed to your audience, face dripping with sweat. You had made it to your debut stage. You had shown the world what Y/N was capable of and how amazing you were. You were no longer cowering in fear of Pledis’ CEO. You were no longer afraid to show your true colors and you hadn’t been afraid to drop your entire diss track of seven years’ worth of pain for everyone to hear. 

Taking another bow and blowing a kiss, you stepped backstage to where your lovely boyfriend, Minki, Minhyun, Dongho, and Youngmin were waiting for you.

“CONGRATULATIONS Y/N!!! WE LOVE YOU!!”

Laughing, you were enveloped in their giant group hug, with you and Jonghyun in the center. Smiling cheekily, Jonghyun placed a kiss on your forehead.

“What’d I say? Show them your true colors and they’ll love you almost as much as I do.”💕

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A/N: LMAO I MADE MYSELF CRY WITH THIS!! anyway, i don’t care who you are, what you look like, or what you do with your life, but every single one of you lovelies deserve the absolute best in the world and don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself. even if it’s literally the hardest thing in the world. don’t halfass your way through life but freaking run over it with a goddamn truck and a smile

#kim jonghyun #nu'est #nu'est imagines #idol reader #jonghyun x reader #hwang minhyun #kang dongho #baekho #ren #choi minki #aron #kwak youngmin #jr #jonghyun imagines #jr imagines #minhyun #support nuest #nu'est w #nu'est x l.o.^.e #6/9/2019

[nu-blessed]

[Nu’News] NU’EST W have ranked no.3 for September brand ranking!!

They are 3rd after big groups like bts and wanna one, I think this is the highest nuble ever got, I am no proud of them and loves!!

#nu'est #nuest #nuest w #nu'est w #jr #ren #aron #baekho #minhyun #So this is what happens when pledis actually puts them on shows lmao #if its so high now imagine how high it will be when ot5 returns #kang dongho #hwang minhyun #kwak aron #kim jonghyun #choi mingi

[nuestaaron]

PLS CONSIDER: BAEKHO VS WONHO IN A BRAWL

#disclaimer: i am not condoning a fight between them or the fandoms #this is merely a joke #BUT IMAGINE #LIKE STREET FIGHTER STYLE #AH MAN #nu’est #nuest w #baekho #kang dongho #monsta x #wonho #shin hoseok #monbebe #monbebe Where you at #hahahaha im funny #the playlist for this brawl also includes mx’s fighter

[mafia-101]

Mafia 101, Short Story#1: Park

Mafia 101: an alternate universe where wanna one and others are in a mafia/s. This is a series of short stories about Wanna one and their mafia.

characters / #1:Park /

(1 year before Eunji’s dad dies)

You were freezing as you walked back to the building, shivering at every gust of wind that came by. As you were walking you heard someone moan in pain in the back alley, instinctively you put your hand on your gun and approached the voice. In the dim light of the dark night, you saw a young man with red hair who seemed to be your age, face bleeding profoundly. You looked around before approaching even further, not sure if this was a trap of some sort. You touched him lightly and watched his eyes flutter open, as he jerked away from you. As he moved away you notice something hiding underneath his collarbone, crouching you tugged at his shirt to reveal the symbol 101 in black permanent ink. He quickly tried to move your hand away before you could reach his shirt but he was too weak. He must’ve been at the fighting ring… wait is that Park?\

“Are you gonna kill me now that you saw that?” he whispered as he had no strength to talk. “No, are you from the ring?” He shook his head, “who are you?” You smiled, “can’t say, you’re from the ring, I can tell by the way your knuckles are all beat up.” He looked defeated but asked again, “who are you?” Reluctantly, you tugged at your shirt to reveal the same 101 symbol but in blue. His voice shook as he talked, “you’re a higher up, aren’t you?” You nodded your head, “but I won’t hurt you I promise, I wanna help you.” You held out your hand, only for him to refuse, “You said it yourself I’m a higher up, so you’re required to listen to me, take my hand.” You smiled once again, and extended your hand. He gripped your hand tightly, after you helped him up, you call your driver to come.

In the car you pulled out first aid, and cleaned his blood off. “What’s your name? I’m guessing by the hair and knuckles, you’re the notorious Park from the largest fighting ring of the 101. Am I wrong?” He looked at you surprised, “How do you know that?” You chuckled, “Everyone knows about you, you’ve been undefeated for two years.” He turned away, only for you to jerk his face back with your hands. “Why do you fight?” You asked as he flinched. “Well I needed money, if I won more people would bet on me, so I kept fighting.” “Don’t you ever think about stopping, I mean don’t you get tired of it?” He looked at you, “Well I don’t have a choice,” he paused, “Can you really not tell me who you are?” You nodded, “Only if someone else tells you who I am, I stay quiet.”

You arrived to a building of apartments, where it was heavily guarded, but before they let you in they checked Park for identification within the 101. You let him sleep on the couch and you’d sleep on the other couch just in case he tried anything. I woke up to talking in what seemed to be the kitchen, your dad and Park were talking. You walked over to the kitchen, greeted by your maid, confused you looked at the two of them. “Morning Eunji, Woojin will be your new bodyguard.” You looked at your dad, “Woojin? Who’s that…” He then pointed to Park, “You mean Park is my new bodyguard?” You raised your eyebrow. I am so confused, how did this happen? “Yes, show him around, get him evaluated, and take him to the tattoo shop.” “Okay, yes sir…” you said reluctantly.

On the way to the main building, after the tattoo shop, you turned to him, “How does it feel to be promoted Park Woojin?” He chuckled at the fact you said his full name, “It feels great, I didn’t know your father was, well you know and I didn’t know you were, well you know.” You laughed at the fact he didn’t want to say our names, “You can call me Eunji now that we’ll be together for most of the day.”

You made your way to the training room, where you saw JR the head trainer, “JR!” He hugged you tightly, “Hey Eunji is this the notorious Park?” Woojin looked around like he didn’t know what to do after being called that for the second time. “Yes, don’t go too hard on him okay?” Woojin was gawking at you for saying that, “Yes you’re good but JR’s a monster.” “After your done send him to sprouts, thanks again JR.” JR agreed to stop the evaluation short since he seemed capable, “So how do you feel about being her bodyguard?” “Well, it’s a huge opportunity for me to prove myself, so…” JR laughed, “No I mean do you like her?” Woojin looked taken aback, “I mean she saved me, and helped me but…” “But what? I’ve seen the way you looked at her when you got here, I’ve never seen a person so star-struck by a girl like that.” He started to sweat, “Well, I don’t know she’s very sweet and caring, plus she seems independent and well, I don’t know…” JR burst out cackling, “It’s okay man,” as he patted his back.

You were at sector green aka the sprouts nicknamed that because they’re so young. You were working with Euiwoong and Hyeongseop trying to find something about this arms dealer. Woojin walked in, “Woojin meet sector green aka the sprouts, they are the infomats and hackers, they can find out about anything and anyone. That’s Euiwoong, Hyeongseop, Yongguk and Kenta.”

Kenta put his arm around you. “Wow, it seems like she’s so close to everyone.” You were walking out of the office when you heard, “Who the fuck are you?” It was your brother Ha Sungwoon, being loud as always. You stopped him, “Sungwoon the is Park Woojin, my new bodyguard.” He smirked, “bodyguard, but you don’t need one, JR did perfectly fine teaching and is still doing fine.” Woojin stepped up, “Your dad suggested me for the job.” Sungwoon scoffed, “who the fuck do you think you are to be talking to me like that, I’m a higher up.” Woojin smiled, and revealed his new tattoo, a blue 101 symbol. Sungwoon rolled his eyes and walked away. You laughed, “Hey that's pretty good, no one stands up to my brother cause he’s such a dick, good job.” Woojin chuckled, “really, he’s like a little ball of arrogance.” Over time he saw how she grew as a person through different projects and by going out into the field. He also continued to fall for you more and more.

One day before her dad dies

You were at YG’s warehouse, watching your dad do a deal from a safe spot with Woojin. You both were talking when you heard gunshots. You both quickly drew your guns and ducked, taking shots at the other mafia’s members. After the shoot out was done, you quickly ran down stairs, with Woojin running after you, “No Eunji, it’s too dangerous!” You turned around, with tears in your eyes, “after fifthteen years my dad has never had a shoot out before, this is the first.” He grabbed your arm, “you can’t go down there!” You drew your gun on him, “let go Park Woojin, or I will shoot your fucking head off.” He sighed and let go of your arm. You ran down but it was weird you felt something gushing out and a loud bang, everything turned black. Woojin quickly followed behind to see the love of his life get shot right in front of him. Woojin’s eyes glazed over as he pulled out his gun and shot every single one of their men. He ran over to Eunji, “Eunji, talk to me. Eunji…” The drivers soon arrived to the scene, “Help Eunji, she’s bleeding and unconscious please!...” The drivers soon retrieved Eunji and her dad before driving off to the hospital the mafia is associated with. Soon Daniel, Sungwoo, Sungwoon, Jisung, Minhyun, Jaehwan, JR, Aaron, Ren and Baekho showed up. Sungwoon ran through the doors and punched Woojin, “Why didn’t you protect my sister you asshole!” The other boys had to get him off of Woojin, “I tried if I didn’t let her go down, she would’ve killed me!” SUngwoon was furious, “you know damn well when you got this job her life came first before yours!” Woojin got down on his knees, “I swear it was because I love her, I didn’t want either of us to get hurt…” Jaehwan soon went up to Sungwoon and injected him to knock him out before he could say anything else. Mr. Kang, Daniel’s dad, burst through the door along with Daniel. “What happened where’s Mr. Ha, where’s Eunji,” he spoke in a low voice. Daniel then saw Woojin and grabbed his collar, “What happened? Where are they!” The doctor then walked up to Mr. Kang, “unfortunately Mr. Ha didn’t survive the gunshot wounds, however Eunji is okay and is in her regular room.” Mr. Kang then walked out of the doors to make some calls to a specific person in YG.

A couple days later you woke up to the boys, excluding Woojin who was still getting interrogated by Baekho. “Where’s dad, Sungwoon?” Sungwoon looked away and eventually ran out of the room. You looked at Daniel in desperation, “Please… Please tell me he’s okay Niel.” He took your hands, and pulled something out of his jacket, a pink handgun, placing it in your hands. “What’s this… Niel you didn’t answer my question.” He looked into your eyes, “Your dad wanted to give this to you when you took over, so it’s now your time to take over.” You looked at him with disbelief, he’s gone, he’s really gone. You broke down, weeping into Daniel’s arms. Woojin avoided being executed thanks to the other boys, and kept his job. You soon took over your dad’s position, doing a complete 360, you were ruthless as a leader but kind as a person.

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