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jebewonmorelike · 1 year
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Mentor? I Hardly Know Her!
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wc: 2.6k pronouns: none used; reader belongs to a mixed gender idol group warnings: a couple swears; fluffy fluff; the last sentence is very flirtatious but its just meant to be a joke and obviously so is the title summary: kum junhyeon is totally smitten with planetmaster/idol!reader in this semi-accurate fictional retelling of boys planet episodes 6 and 7 ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ i literally adore little kum junhyeon
Standing in the hallway in front of an intimidatingly large set of doors, you wring your hands nervously as you wait for further instructions.
This week, you had been asked to participate as something called a "Planet Master" on a new Mnet talent survival show called Boys Planet. Having been an idol for over five years now, you had been asked to make dozens of appearances at award shows, promotional events, concert tours, and fansigns with your group...
But this was your first time being asked to head a solo appearance. Being the leader of your group, as well as the main vocalist and the choreographer, you were used to playing a role similar to that of mentor. At the very least, you had experience providing your members with help, guidance, and oftentimes comfort throughout the past five years.
Waiting inside the set of giant doors was a room full of 51 ambitious boys that wished to shed the label "trainee" and finally debut as an idol.
You remember it like it was yesterday: your life as a hopeful and terribly sleep deprived trainee. It was admittedly unpleasant a good portion of the time, but it ultimately led you to be able to achieve your life's dream.
"We're ready for you in three..." A producer says now, forcing you out of your thought spiral. As he counts two, one, and cue on his fingers, the giant doors begin to open for you to walk through and onto the set.
Planting each lug-sole boot-adorned foot carefully on the ground as you walk forward, you make your best effort to appear as cool as possible as you make your entrance.
You figure eating shit in front of fifty boys on international television is not the best move for your career or your self esteem.
The lights brighten and then dim slightly on the stage to signify your entrance as you finally set your eyes on the group of trainees standing in lines on a set of risers. You watch as the first one spots you, eyes nearly popping out of his head as he points and stares at you in awe.
"Really... REALLY!?" The petite boy shouts, prompting the rest of them to look at you and begin reacting similarly. You stand there a bit awkwardly, mic in one hand and script card in the other. Unable to contain your laughter at the trainees' over-the-top reactions, you bring the script card up to cover your smile.
You clear your throat lightly into the microphone to get the rowdy boys' attention. After a few seconds, the noise finally dies down as the trainees look up at you expectantly with the widest of eyes.
"Hi Boys Planet trainees! I'm leader and main vocalist (Y/N) from Virtual Reality."
"WE KNOW!" One of the boys shouts.
You giggle and continue with your lines. "Today I'm here as a Planet Master to announce your Second Mission and to let you know I'll be helping to evaluate your progress this week. The Second Mission is: Dual Position Battle."
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You finish your appearance with care and diligence and are asked to stick around to greet each trainee that wishes to meet you. Apparently, every single one of them wishes to meet you and their undying enthusiasm makes it easy for you to happily oblige.
You've seen a few familiar faces so far and wished many boys luck on their journeys, conveying sincerely that you look forward to working with them later this week.
"Congratulations on the win," you say to your old friend Kim Jiwoong. "I look forward to your debut. What is it they say? Third time's the charm?"
He rolls his eyes and laughs, pulling you in for a hug. "I'll make it come true."
As he pulls back, he points behind him to another member of his team this week.
"This is Kum Junhyeon," Jiwoong says, pushing the boy forward. You recognize him now, the silly, but very talented trainee that was always shouting in the first few episodes. A bit of concern seeps onto your face as this usually outgoing boy stares back at you in what appears to be immense fear.
"I'm so scared of you," Kum Junhyeon confirms quite earnestly, causing you to laugh.
"Oh? What's so scary about me, huh?" You tease.
He sighs. "It can be terrifying for a man to unexpectedly come face to face with perfection in his lifetime."
You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel your breath hitch in your throat. Now you're the one staring with wide eyes.
"This kid," Kim Jiwoong scolds, patting his back. "But can you really blame him?"
"Sorry," Junhyeon apologizes, but there's a look in his eye-- a look that is much more like what you're used to seeing on Junhyeon-- that suggests he doesn't really regret his words.
You smile slowly. "Sure you are."
The brightest grin spreads across his face now, clutching his heart a bit in a humorously dramatic display. You laugh as Jiwoong starts to drag him away.
"Why'd you do that, huh? Now we'll never get him to shut up," the older boy whines as he shoots you a death glare. You just wave as you watch Jiwoong and another trainee push a babbling Junhyeon out the door.
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You've seen eight teams already from the Vocal & Dance and the Vocal & Rap categories. You stuff a granola bar into your mouth as pH-1, Lee Seok-hoon and Choi Young-joon finish filling out notes for the last team.
In the back of your mind, you can't help but wonder why you haven't seen that kid from the other day yet. Isn't he a singer?
The Rap & Dance teams start to shuffle in through the door now as you stuff the wrapper of your granola bar into your bag. The last person to enter is Kum Junhyeon.
He doesn't look fearful today. He looks kind of sad.
"Ggang team, let's go," Young-joon announces, prompting five boys including Junhyeon to stand up.
They line up in front of your little panel, Seok-hoon asking to hear a run-through of their rap and vocals first. As the team performs, all except Junhyeon sing and rap with enthusiasm. His eyes stay locked on his paper as he seems to do only the bare minimum.
When they finish, the Star Masters in the room nod as they think. As they're checking their notes, you turn to Seok-hoon.
"May I say something?" You ask politely, to which Seok-hoon nods enthusiastically.
"Please do," he allows.
You nod, chewing on both cheeks as you look down at your paper. "Kum Junhyeon."
The silence in the room is deafening before Junhyeon finally responds, "Y-... Yes?"
You look up, meeting his eyes now with a completely unamused expression. It takes everything in you to hold it when Junhyeon suddenly returns to looking like Bambi.
"Was this supposed to impress me?"
Junhyeon's mouth falls open slightly and so does everyone else's in the room as they take in your rhetorical question.
"I've been waiting for your performance all day and that was all you've left me to sit with. Am I supposed to feel this insulted? Was that the intention?" You ask, not letting up.
"No, no! Of course not. I'm sorry, sunbaenim," he apologizes and you're sure he's never looked so sad in his life.
"The only form of apology I'll accept is a good performance," you say, now all of your effort going towards suppressing a smile.
He nods vigorously.
"Well, I don't have any other notes," Seok-hoon confirms, nodding at pH-1 in agreement. "Young-joon, are you ready for the dance?"
But Young-joon is staring at you. "Wow... I will pray for your members daily from now on."
You can hear the boys sitting on the left side of the room chuckle. "I think it's important to make sure the most talented people are performing to their potential," you say with a smile, the whole panel turning back to watch the Ggang team's full performance.
As you expected, Junhyeon performs flawlessly-- an energy radiating out of him that is utterly infectious.
"So..." Young-joon starts. "Will you forgive him?"
"Oh, um..."
Looking up, you see Junhyeon biting his lip so hard in anticipation that you're afraid he'll start bleeding.
"Yes," you answer simply with a smile.
Junhyeon suddenly falls to the floor in a full bow. "Thank you, sunbaenim!!"
Everyone bursts into laughter as he sits up, absolutely beaming at you.
You click your tongue, looking around disbelievingly as you can't help but smile back at him. "Just don't do it again, yeah?"
He nods furiously.
"Good job," you praise softly, sinking back into your seat as the Ggang team's evaluation concludes.
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"Open wide," Kel-C says, popping a piece of caramel popcorn into your mouth lovingly.
On the screen of your dorm's giant television, this week's episode of Boys Planet is coming to an end. This means, your appearance is soon to be aired any second now.
"I can't believe you went without us," Eunwoo whines with a pout. "Do you not need us anymore?"
You laugh, ruffling up the hair of your maknae. "I'll need you for as long as you need me. And maybe then some."
"Yet you're out here getting caught in dating scandals left and right," Mari accuses, scrolling through her phone disinterestedly as she stirs the metaphorical pot.
"What? Left and right!? That's--," you stutter, caught off guard by her statement. "That's hardly true."
"OH MY GOD!" Eunwoo cries, taking both of your hands in his. "You met someone while you were filming!? Who!?"
"Ssh! Look, it's happening!" Kel-C shouts, directing everyone's attention back to the television as music signals the appearance of someone on the stage.
You cover your eyes as past-you comes onto the screen, the elements of the set becoming so hilariously dramatic for your silly little entrance. Mari bursts into laughter and you groan in response.
You watch through your fingers as the camera pans to capture the reactions of the boys. Most of them are appropriately excited to see you, jumping around and shouting with their friends.
But one reaction in particular has you suddenly ripping the remote from Eunwoo's hand, rewinding the show and crawling towards the television to make sure you're hearing and seeing properly.
"Seriously..." Kum Junhyeon stands uncharacteristically still with Taerae and Jongwoo on either side of him. "How am I ever supposed to perform in front of the love of my life?"
Taerae laughs, comfortingly patting Junhyeon's back. "It'll be okay."
The screen cuts to a confessional of Junhyeon. He's biting his lip, almost shy as he speaks to the camera. "(Y/N)-nim has been my crush since Virtual Reality debuted. There's nobody else like (Y/N)."
A producer off camera says, "You looked like you'd seen a ghost."
Junhyeon laughs lightly and then nods. "Unfortunately I couldn't react with proper excitement, because I was so nervous. I hope I can be forgiven for this."
The producer off screen speaks again. "Maybe aegyo will help?"
Junhyeon grins now, his voice becoming child-like and his hands producing two finger hearts. "I'm sorry, sunbaenim! Saranghae!"
You hit the pause button, hugging your knees to your chest tightly as you failingly try to suppress a squeal. What was wrong with him? How could he be so careless? And how could he be so damn cute?
As your members suddenly yank you back towards them, shrieking their simultaneous approvals and disapprovals, all you can hear is that absolutely crazy boy confessing his love for you on international television.
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"ARE YOU INSANE!?" You yell, smacking Junhyeon's shoulder in the hallway behind the stage.
The mission two show has already begun and any minute now, you are supposed to make your way backstage to introduce the first team: Junhyeon's team.
"Yes," he answers seriously. "Please hit me again."
Your eyes widen, guffawing at the absolute nerve of the kid in front of you. "Junhyeon! Are you really going to be this reckless? Don't you want to debut? You know that people won't vote for you if you keep acting like this."
He nods. "You watched the episode this week."
Unsure of what to say, you just sigh.
"I meant it," he says simply, eyes staring back at you sincerely.
"It doesn't matter if you meant it. You're... Junhyeon, you're so talented. You really have a shot here. Please don't waste it on saying cute things to me."
He smiles. "You think the things I'm saying are cute?"
You can't help but laugh now. "I can't stop you, can I?"
"No," he confirms. "Unless you really want me to. I don't know if you've noticed, but... you haven't actually told me to stop yet."
An exasperated sigh escapes you as you seriously consider hitting him again. "No. I guess I haven't."
He grins. "Do you have your phone on you?"
"Yeah," you say, pulling it out of your pocket. "Why?"
Before you can even react, Junhyeon gently snatches your phone from your hands. He holds it in front of your face for a second to unlock it.
"Hey, what are you--?" As you begin to protest, he finishes typing something and hands it back to you. You look at the screen to see a new contact by the name of Hyeonni.
"You can delete it if you want. But I had to try, right?" He smiles so sweetly that all you can respond with as he walks toward the stage door is:
"Right."
With the Ggang team all lined up on stage, the boys make their individual introductions.
Reading your line from the teleprompter, you direct your attention towards Junhyeon to speak. "Trainee Kum Junhyeon, I heard that the atmosphere was not good when this team was formed. What happened?"
He nods, bringing the microphone closer to his face. "When we got Ggang, I was perplexed," he begins, using his whole body to speak in that classic Junhyeon way. "I thought of the opportunity as a crisis."
You expertly suppress the urge to facepalm.
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As the Ggang performance begins, you watch from offstage as the team shows off their talents. Junhyeon's choreography and all of the members' raps are absolutely killing with the audience. But you're ripped out of your spell of admiration when you hear someone suddenly shout:
"SUNBAENIM!" Junhyeon yells, pulling up his shirt to reveal a t-shirt underneath with a set of washboard abs printed on it. A camera is on you immediately, trying its best to caption your reaction and you're absolutely sure it's TV-worthy.
"Do you think this is too reckless!?" Junhyeon sticks the hem of his over shirt in his mouth as he proceeds to "seductively" gyrate his hips.
Both of your hands are covering your gaping mouth, eyes wide as you're unable to look away from the absolute maniac of a man on stage. Junhyeon turns around, humorously sticking his butt out and wiggling it around.
You find yourself unable to contain your laughter now, shaking your head in disbelief at the boy's impossible antics. Yet, in an instant, Junhyeon returns to his professional self, completely annihilating a dance break and singing perfectly the funny new lyrics he wrote.
In the confessional from the episode you'd watched this week, Junhyeon had said there was no one else like you. You wonder now if he knows the same is true about him.
After the performance is finished, you run out the backstage doors into the hallway. You only have a minute or so to pull out your phone before you have to go back inside to introduce the next group of contestants. But its enough time to send your new contact a text:
You're a fucking enigma.
Smiling like an absolute idiot, you send a follow-up:
Dinner's on me if you show me what's really under the shirt.
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narcissaea · 4 months
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i miss you, i love you 🌙🌹💙
Han Kang - Human Acts, Langston Hughes - The Weary Blues, The Collection [Story op. 2], Jonghyun – Our Season 따뜻한 겨울,
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Kind of crazy looking back at my old posts seeing how much of a spiral Project Moon has sent me in.
I don’t blame myself though. Not at all.
Still upset over the CEO’s terrible decisions and communication failures.
I mean it makes sense. I remember it felt like something that meant so much to me was suddenly torn away. It still sucks with what happened of course, and the mess that continues to permeate with Limbus Company.
I don’t really know what else to say here. It was supposed to be a semi-reflection on that whole situation I guess? I don’t know.
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haewangsong · 7 months
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if anyone believes in the bullshit kjh put out i pray for you that you never work in a field in which you'd need help from unions
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luc606 · 1 year
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WIFE
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jonghyuntiddymilk · 1 year
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Nah he has that fat bunda styll
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jjongsdingleberry · 2 years
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🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
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𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙢 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣 (𝗦)
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reader is gn, mild smut, lots and LOTS of fluff and aftercare, pet nicknames (such as baby, bubba, etc)
Content warning and disclaimer:
This story contains smut. If you’re under the age of 18 or/and is uncomfortable with these kind of stories, kindly click off. Before you intend to send me an angry paragraph, please note that this is NOT made for malicious intent at all. This was made for those who’s coping in a way that is more leaning towards the “horny” end of the spectrum. This story shouldn’t make people feel alone or discomfort, rather it should help them go though such difficult times or allow them to guide through their sexuality without feeling ashamed.
Let’s get on with the story, shall we?
“Hey.” He finally spoke to you after he saw your head peek out of the covers as he sat down at the corner of the bed.
“I heard that you haven’t been feeling good. Is everything alright?” And with that, you finally closed the laptop that was on your thighs and went to hug him. Tears poured down your eyes as you felt your cold, squishy boyfriend after what it felt like weeks.
“I… I miss you…” You quietly muffled since your head was on his chest.
“Hm?” He replied. “I can’t hear you, baby. Can you speak up a little more?”
You wanted to burst out and scream, but you didn’t want to worry Jonghyun too much. Although he knew about bits of it and reassured you that he would love you no matter what, this thing would be the only thing you would keep from him. You felt embarrassed, disgusted and horrified at the same time. You wanted to do something about it, but that something shouldn’t mean talking to Jonghyun about it.
“It’s fine, bubba. I’ll make you tea before you sleep.* You got out of the bed to go down to the kitchen - hoping that you could leave him and try to reflect on the very thing that was bothering you. You couldn’t itch your head about it, which it almost made you want to scratch so much that you puke. Every time you relive it, you would feel a tingling sensation in your head. Soon, it would turn worse to the point where you could feel your brain making those squiggles that you would do at secondary school. Your face was about to puff up like a tomato, your eyes were swirling like you was dancing in a ball with the same person who caused you stress and the slow, but an unsettling fluctuation into darkness.
The next time Jonghyun would see you was on the very floor with the kettle just finished its little click to confirm its termination and your phone was still on. Your eyes were still frozen shut, so he used your phone to call an ambulance.
Throughout the whole ride, you was still unconscious - and all you had was Jonghyun holding your weak, unresponsive hands and warming it up with his. His tears falls to his cheeks as he chats to you that you’ll be fine and that you’ll come home with his arms always around you the entire time.
After about 2 hours, you finally woke up. Luckily, nothing bad happened. It was just your blood pressure going up.
“Ohhh…” You groaned. “W-where am I?”
“You’re at the hospital.” Jonghyun replied. “But you seem fine so we may go the same day.”
“B-but- I’m not sick-” You whined out of fear. You had always been scared of going to the doctors. Since you was very young, you had always think that doctors would hurt you and take you away from everyone you knew and loved if you stayed long enough.
“Baby… you’re not sick, but the doctors are here to check if you’re ok, honey. You’ll be fine, I promise.” Jonghyun held your hand again, and you took your other hand with his. “I promise they don’t hurt you, baby. If they do, please let me know, but I doubt they would anyways. They’re very sweet people with lots of experiences and training.”
“B-but- the knives- they’re going to cut my mouth so I can’t speak to anyone anymore…” You shivered in fear as you watched Jonghyun lose it at that very moment. He knows that you wanted to leave straight away, but he wasn’t told that yet. The weakness in your eyes can indicate that you was exhausted, the red, bloodshot eyes also indicated that you had been up all night again.
“Y-y/n… is it that again…?” He looked at you firm in your eyes, trying not to cry.
Then, you bursted into tears and buried your head onto his chest. He pat your head as he strokes from your hair roots to your neck. He was massaging you so well, that you almost forgot what you was crying about. You looked at him with tears still on your eyes, but everything has been paused. You knew what you did and now Jonghyun knew. You felt awful for him to know, almost felt like you should of broken up with him.
As soon as you started facing away from Jonghyun, a tingle of pain arose. He felt all the pain you had to go through, and it was horrific.
“I shouldn’t even be around you.” You said with a cold frown on your face.
“Me? But what did I do?” Jonghyun panicked. This went on for the whole night, even when you was in bed together with him. Him wanting to make you feel better, he tried hugging you from behind. With that, you immediately pulled him away as you clutch the blanket more on your side as you slowly took Jonghyun’s side off him. Your blanket cocoon was the last thing you cared about and Jonghyun doing his hardest to please you. He was a sweetheart, and he wouldn’t take anything bad at all. He made you hot chocolate with marshmallows - which you left to cool for hours with barely no signs of consumption. He made your favourite sandwich alongside with your favourite snacks, but that wasn’t enough to satisfy you. He tried to make out with you, but that wasn’t it either. It seemed like you wanted to be away from him.
At this point, Jonghyun had enough and was worried for you. His beloved partner has been ignoring him for 4 hours and he needed to get to the bottom of this. He didn’t want you to be miserable like this, and so he tried to get you to the nearest GP at the nearest morning whilst you was groaning and refusing to help him out.
“I-I DON’T WANNA GO BACK!” You screamed out of fear once the word “doctor” was mentioned.
“Well then why haven’t you spoken to me, my love?” Jonghyun has always had this soft voice he would speak in, but it has gotten much firmer over the course of about 10 hours. He was losing his patience, but he surprisedly kept it in and calmly spoke to you.
“Listen Y/N. You either speak to me, or this is for your own good.” He went. “Do you understand me?”
You nodded and Jonghyun continued. “So, what’s it gonna be?”
Finally after few hours, you wrapped your arms around Jonghyun and cried on him. The sigh of relief could be heard as he smiled at you whilst soothingly stroking your back to make you feel comfortable again. His soft heart couldn’t take how vulnerable you was and so he began kissing you to see how you would react. You finally looked up after the 3rd time and did a little peck on his lips.
“You’re alright now?” He asked you.
“Yeah… I’m alright now. I’m sorry…”
“No no no.” He said as he shushed you with one of his finger. “It’s alright. I know you had been going through a lot.”
In what felt like days, you finally kissed Jonghyun and thankfully for him, it turned quite streamy. He carried you to a kitchen counter and began kissing you in different area of your body as he stripped you off your clothes after you finally allowed him to.
“Hey… do you want to go to the bedroom?” He asked as you jumped off the counter. You nodded at him and you both went hand to hand to your bedroom to continue the scene.
You laid in bed nude with Jonghyun as he gave small smooches on your cheeks. Every single kiss felt like a warm tickle as you would feel a slight tingle on your body. You enjoy being pampered by your boyfriend as he gives you all the love you didn’t think you needed this entire time.
And he was the only person you’d love to spend all of your time with.
🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
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blueberry-bop · 1 year
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Why So Serious? - The Misconceptions of Me (2013) - teaser images
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taeminscoconuthead · 1 year
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I made a picture for the gallery (and the only shinee related gallery I’ll contribute in)
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that is so pretty... i was about to reblog it here, but this will do. thank you for your contribution!
credits: @naegashutyoassup
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below0315normal · 2 years
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IKON  Junhwan
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kimvicky19 · 2 years
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Jongy ☺️🥹
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jebewonmorelike · 1 year
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He's Doing The Thing Again
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wc: 1.2k warnings: angst, but it's so not serious; fluffy fluff pronouns: n/a; none used summary: junhyeon gets jealous when he sees your bp voting certificate ~bp masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ hi hi hi here's a drama king junhyeon drabble... he's only 5 so i think we can let the behavior slide
"Give me that," Junhyeon says, reaching to take the bottle of ketchup you're struggling with out of your hands.
You pull it back. "I've got it."
He snorts. "You absolutely do not. You're so cute, but your weak little fingers are so useless."
"Okay, rude," you reply with a huff, but you surrender the bottle to Junhyeon anyway. He was right: it was either your pride or ketchup. And you needed ketchup.
Junhyeon screws off the cap with ease, passing it back to you to drown your burger in. But just as you're about to squeeze, a faint alarm starts to sound.
"Is that your phone, babe?" A concerned look crosses Junhyeon's face as he lowers his voice to a whisper. "Do you need to take medicine or something? Are you okay? Did you develop a disease while I was gone and not want to burden me with it?"
You pick up your phone, reading the name of the alarm:
VOTE FOR BOYS PLANET
You hold up your phone so Junhyeon can read the name of the alarm from across the table and then hit 'stop'. He grins back at you and takes a sip of his Coke.
"Way more important than any secret disease honestly. You better get on that immediately."
You nod, giggling. "You're right. I'll do it now so I don't forget."
Opening the Mnet app on your phone, you quickly pull up the voting screen and start scrolling through the various contestants. Your boyfriend stands up from his seat and slides into your side of the booth, gently tugging your phone towards him and placing it flat on the table in between both of you.
"What are you doing?" You ask with a laugh, praying your cheeks don't noticeably redden as he snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you in closer to him.
"This is exciting! I haven't been here to watch you vote for me in person. I need to see it with my own eyes," he explains ecstaticly, his leg bouncing up and down a bit with anticipation.
You bite your lip, suppressing a grin at Junhyeon's entirely contagious energy. "Okay, okay. Watch away."
As you resume your scrolling, you can feel the blush you were dreading spread across your cheeks as Junhyeon stares at the side of your face rather than the screen-- playing sweetly with the hem of your shirt. Not so carefully, you finish selecting the three boys you're voting for today and hit confirm, proving that you're not a robot and turning down the volume of your phone when the annoying ad starts to play.
"Yay, all done!" Your announcement reminds Junhyeon to finally turn his attention away from you and towards the phone screen. You feel your body temperature start to return to normal.
"Look at my love voting for--," Junhyeon starts, absolutely beaming with pride. But he soon cuts himself off, his eyebrows furrowing as he picks up your phone and brings it closer to his face to examine it. After a moment, he continues, "...Gunwook."
You look up at him with confusion. "What?"
"Gunwook," he repeats softly.
You observe him now, the pout forming on his lips and the forlorn look in his eyes. "Baby, why are you saying Gunwook?"
"BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME ANYMORE!" The exclamation is paired with the sudden folding of his arms on the table and his head thumping down atop them. The dramatic display clamors your silverware loudly and you smile nervously at the onlookers in the booth across from you.
"Hyeonni!" You whisper-shout at him, trying to pry him back upright to no avail. "What are you talking about? Of course I still love you!"
He groans loudly, causing the people at the booth across from you to glance over again. You smile and nod apologetically, now resorting to softly but rapidly hitting your boyfriend's back to get him to stop.
"Junhyeon, please! Stop making a scene, baby."
He sits up at that, sinking back into the booth with his arms folded across his chest. "You never let me make a scene," he says, sulking to the nth degree. Mumbling, he adds, "Bet you'd let Wookie make a scene."
You close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to maintain your composure at your boyfriend who was always willing to demonstrate his dramatic acting chops no matter the location.
When you open your eyes, you reach for your phone to text your friend the phrase you so often texted her: he's doing the thing again.
You're stopped in your tracks, however, when you see your Boys Planet voting certificate still open on your phone screen. Your eyebrows raise as you see the list of trainees you'd chosen while very clearly distracted by your boyfriend's affection. Listed in order of chosen first to last, the certificate reads:
Park Gunwook. Zhang Hao. Kum Junhyeon.
"Oh my god! Hyeonni... I'm really sorry," you relent, turning towards him and meeting his eyes.
He sighs dejectedly. "It's fine, just invite me to the wedding I guess."
You hit him playfully and laugh, latching onto his arm and cuddling up to him in the restaurant booth. "Baby, of course I was going to choose you first. And I always vote Gunwook third. But you completely sabotaged my voting process with your charm. I haven't seen you in awhile-- you should have know I would be more susceptible to it! When you really examine the whole situation, it does seem to be your fault..."
He sits up abruptly, grabbing both of your shoulders and grinning from ear to ear. "So you DO still love me!?"
"Of course I still love you!" You exclaim, reaching up to pull his cute cheeks closer to you so you can kiss each of them.
You could swear you see a light blush color Junhyeon's face as he smiles affectionately back at you. "Waaaaah! I was really my own downfall there. And to think I was considering making a scene..."
You roll your eyes at the crazy person that is your boyfriend.
Junhyeon is visibly swelling with pride as he affirms, "But your boyfriend's irresistible charm kept you from voting him first like you always do."
You laugh nervously. "Um... Exactly, Hyeonni..."
"Let me see the rest of your voting certificates! I want to see one with me listed first," he says, quickly snatching your phone from your hand to open your photos.
"Junhyeon, wait!" You warn, but your effort is futile. You watch as he scrolls through weeks of your voting certificates and, though you know the upsetting data they contain, his smile doesn't fade.
It's somehow even more concerning than watching it fade.
Finally, Junhyeon puts your phone back down on the table. He stares blankly at your dinner plate for a few moments before he quietly and carefully speaks. "So when you said that I messed up your voting order... what you meant is that I kept you from voting Zhang Hao first."
You wince. "I don't vote him first every day! I vote you first more than half of the time, baby-- you saw that! I have a... very specific rotation."
"OH, COME ON!" Junhyeon cries, his whole upper body collapsing back onto the table with a thud.
You pick up your phone and dial a familiar number, hearing it click and not even waiting for a hello to speak:
"Hi. He's doing the thing again..."
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dalfurawa · 18 days
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happy birthday, jonghyun. i'll never stop missing you.
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We should say “Bravo Kim Ji Hoon”! Sarcastically every time we talk about any reprehensible breakdown in communication done by him. Like how Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul say “Bravo Vince!” Anytime something is done well or anytime they make up some stupid fake scenario in their head, but this is of course much more condescending.
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las-furias · 18 days
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X @ SHINeebble
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loveagain-mp3 · 1 year
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i miss you, i love you, thank you for this song. it was a nice parting gift. you did well. i hope spring has come to you. i’m sorry life was cruel. i hope we meet again in our next life.
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