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slytherinshua · 5 months

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FLYING BICYCLES AND LOVESTRUCK MAGIC

genre. fluff. kiki's delivery service au-ish. a lil mutual pining. warnings. reader is basically kiki and sohee is basically tombo lol. some psychic magic mentioned. it's mostly just them being whipped for each other. osono cameo cause she's mvp fr. pairing. sohee x witch!reader. wc. 2.5k. a/n. the riize brainrot is SO REAL. idk why i felt sohee would fit the role of tombo so perfectly hes just sooo 💔💔 i love him guys 🥹

Sohee was 97.62436% sure that he was going crazy when he first saw you flying on a broomstick through the city. Of course, the other 2.37564% that had gone completely insane was fascinated, excited, and probably (definitely) head over heels in love.

He lived in a small town. One where the word went around like a whirlwind as soon as anyone new moved in. It was the most exciting thing that could happen for the residents there, especially when the newcomer happened to be a very pretty girl from a rich city.

Most people would move out of the town when they reached 20 or so to discover themselves. Yet they always seemed to find their way back when they were a bit more settled. It was a rite of passage— a route to adulthood that almost everyone assumed the youth of the town would take. Sohee liked his town, though, and didn’t feel any need to move away. He had already discovered himself enough to know what he wanted to do with his life.

There were exciting things to do that he doubted he would be able to do anywhere else. Visiting the town’s grandpa that ran the old antique shop, getting free candy from the young lady who ran the candy store after the old owner had passed away, seeing every new addition to the art gallery from the aspiring painters and sculptors in town. And, his favourite activity: investigating the old junk yard for spare parts to make his newest models.

Sohee liked to call himself an inventor. It felt spiffy and official. He showed off every new creation he pieced together with rusted tools and even rustier bits of metal like it was the next world-changing invention. He could spend hours in his dad’s old workshop working with nuts and bolts, seeing what the pieces could make once they came together.

He had been determined to make a flying vehicle for years now. After finding a beautiful old wind turbine in the junkyard when he was 14, he had started planning mock-ups for a bicycle. He would attach the turbine in front of it so that when you pedalled, the turbine spinned. The hope was that with enough inertia, you could eventually lift off the ground with it. He was skeptical that it would actually work, though.

He hadn’t officially talked to you yet. You had been in town for a couple days now, staying with the couple that ran the local bakery. Sohee thought you were absolutely beautiful from the moment he first saw you. He had been riding his bicycle past the bakery on his way to the carpenters to pick up some tools. One glance at you through the window had him abruptly pushing on the brakes, eyes going wide.

Maybe it was a bit of an exaggeration, but you looked like an angel. Or a goddess. Or a fairy. Sohee couldn’t decide which one, but he knew that you were the most stunning person he had ever seen. Since that day, he kept running into you in town, but his own nervousness had stopped him from talking to you properly. He had held a few conversations; enough to know your name and age, but clearly not enough to know that you could fly through the air.

Now, he was staring wide-eyed at the clouds, watching you soar just beneath them so effortlessly. He craned his head to watch you as long as he could before you disappeared behind the clock tower.

“Woah…” He whispered, jaw dropped in an awestruck expression.

“She’s quite the girl, isn’t she?”

Sohee turned to the side, nodding in agreement with what Osono, the bakery lady, had said.

“She’s amazing. Do you know how she does it?” He asked with a grin.

“Haven’t you heard by now, Sohee? She’s a witch! She chose our town to do her witch training.” Osono explained.

“That’s incredible! I didn’t even know witches actually existed! Do you know what she’s training in?!” Sohee felt like his brain was spinning at a speed incomprehensible to mankind. He kept thinking of more and more questions about you. He’d never seen anyone quite like you before, and the more he learned, the more intrigued he became.

“She said she’s still figuring it out— but she’s interested in love readings. For now, she’s using her flying skills to help me and the town. She’s an excellent delivery girl!” Osono beamed.

“Love readings…?” Sohee pondered the idea on his way back home. The next day, he found himself at the town’s library, scanning through the small section on magic and witches with more focus than he had put to almost anything.

“Miss witch, I’d like to get a love reading!” He announced happily, swinging open the door to the bakery where you were seated at the counter, seconds away from falling asleep due to the lack of customers. You jerked up at the sound of Sohee, immediately knowing that it was him from his playful nickname for you— miss witch.

“Really!? You want one!?” You jumped up from your seat and rushed around the counter to be face to face with him. Sohee had become your first friend in town. After he had seen you fly that day, he discovered the key to talking to you without being awkward. You could fly and he wanted to fly. There was a perfect common interest.

You loved talking to Sohee. He was infinitely more interesting than the kids back at your old home, most of which were stuck up and rude. Sohee was bright and kind and full of imagination and dreams and inspiration. He never got bored of you talking about being a witch, and you never got bored of hearing about his new inventions. You had never clicked so well with someone before.

There was also the fact that he was the prettiest boy you’d ever seen. But that was… less important. You had a bad habit of crushing on boys without it ever going anywhere. You were determined not to repeat that disaster a sixth time.

“It would be my great honour to be your very first customer.” Sohee said dramatically, making you giggle with excitement.

“Well, then, dear client, shall we go to my witch lair? I can’t perform the reading anywhere else.” You responded, matching his dramatics perfectly. He grinned and nodded and you grabbed his wrist to lead him upstairs.

“It’s a bit messy— give me a second!” You rushed around your small attic space that Osono had been so kind to let you stay in for free. You hurriedly put away the food that you had gotten for breakfast and shoved some odd trinkets under your bed so that they were hidden. Sohee just watched, his heart racing. He really needed to get that under control.

“Where’s my witching supplies- Aha! Here it is!” You held up a small purple box, bejewelled with gold ornaments. It looked ancient and rusty— exactly the type of artifact that Sohee loved.

You set down a thin blanket on the wooden floor before taking out the little baubles and setting them in the middle of the fabric. Sohee sat on one end, and you on the other.

“Alright, mister… I have a series of questions, but for this to work, you must answer them completely honestly. If you lie even once, the whole thing will be messed up!” You had put on your mother’s joke witches had for fun. The sight made Sohee laugh, especially when you deepened your voice to sound old as you explained how things would work.

“I got it. I’ll tell only the truth.” Sohee promised.

“Once you answer all the questions, I’ll flip over this blank card. If everything works out, the name of the person you love the most will slowly appear before your eyes! Now… Are you ready?” You quirked an eyebrow, staring seriously at him even though on the inside you were about to burst with excitement. It was your dream to open your own love reading business. You just weren’t completely sure if you were good enough at it yet.

Sohee nodded eagerly, a mix of excitement and nervousness stewing inside of him. He wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, so he carefully followed along with what you did to make sure he didn’t mess anything up. You closed your eyes and he followed suit.

The questions you asked started out simple, without Sohee needing to deliberate before delivering the honest answer to you. But as they went on, they got more complex and more personal. Sohee had never doubted your abilities as a witch, but he hadn’t expected you to be able to see right through him.

“Last question…”

“Mhm?” Sohee could feel his stomach twist in nervousness, but he breathed steadily to try to calm his nerves.

“Do you believe yourself to be in love with someone at this current moment?”

Sohee swallowed slowly, his mouth and throat feeling parched all of a sudden. He took his time to think through it, though the answer was almost painfully obvious. He had never been more in love in his entire life.

“Yes.” He finally answered with certainty, a slight burden lifting off his chest. It was almost as if he was confessing to you in a way— and though he didn’t say it directly, it still eased some of his anxiety. He opened his eyes hesitantly after answering to see your face scrunched in concentration.

“No way-” You opened your eyes as well, frowning in confusion and looking up to Sohee with a questioning gaze. “By any chance are you…?”

“Huh?” Sohee blinked, confused at your actions. You shook your head quickly and stared down at the blank card.

“Are you ready?”

“Yeah.”

The air felt a little tense as you slowly flipped over the black card. You held your hand over it for a few seconds, shielding it from Sohee’s curious view. You lifted your hand carefully once you were sure it had worked and watched as the name slowly appeared on the card.

You sat in frozen shock once you read the name on the card, struggling to process what you had seen. Your name was displayed on the card, clearer than ever. There was no way that anyone could possibly mistake it or misread it, but you just couldn’t believe it.

“It- we- we must’ve messed it up somehow! There’s no way that’s- It must’ve got me confused, right!?” Sohee spluttered helplessly, his entire face a bright shade of red. Somehow in his calculations, he didn’t expect for the card to expose him that horrendously, right in front of you as well.

“I don’t think we did it wrong, though… Everything felt… right.” You said quietly. “Do you… like me?” You could barely get the words to come out of your throat.

There were some parts of your magic that you still needed time to trust completely. Flying had always been easy in that aspect; you either flew or you didn’t. But when it came to love readings, you wondered how likely it was that your magic had gotten messed up. You liked to be whimsical and believe that your love readings could be completely accurate, but your confidence had never been as low as in this moment.

However nervous you were feeling, it was a thousand times worse for Sohee. You had a small inkling of hope— hope that he would say yes. But for Sohee, he could only think of the possible rejection. Or the even worse possibility that this would tear apart your friendship.

“Yes…?” Sohee whispered out to you. You had never heard him this nervous or quiet before.

“Really? Are you sure?” You asked again, this time with a little more voice and hope surging in you. Sohee must have picked up on the hopeful tone, as he answered yes again, this time with more certainty.

“Then the reading wasn’t wrong?! You actually like me?” Your hand clasped over your mouth before you could ramble anymore in your state of disbelief.

“What about you? I mean… you probably don’t, right? But maybe…?” Sohee couldn’t help but be hopeful for your response, but he held himself back from being too expectant on the response he was dreaming for.

“Do I like you back?! Of course I do- It wasn’t obvious before now?” You stuttered in disbelief.

“I mean- I hoped you did, but I couldn’t be sure.” Sohee clarified. The tension in the room had completely dissipated by now, and your smiles were slowly coming back as the reality settled in.

“I’ve liked you since I moved here, I think. Didn’t you ever question why we kept running into each other before we became friends?”

“No? I just thought it was a lucky coincidence.” Sohee admitted with a laugh.

“It was because whenever I spotted you biking around town, I’d land in a street nearby and pretend like I was always walking that way just to cross paths with you!” You corrected stubbornly. Now that it was clear that the feelings were mutual, you wanted him to know the effort that you went through to get closer to him.

“I also started going past the bakery on my way home. It added an extra 5 minutes to my route, but it was worth it to see you working through the glass window.” He scratched the back of his neck shyly, mirroring your smile when your eyes brightened at hearing his confession.

“So… what now?” You questioned suddenly after a prolonged silence of both of you trying to stare at the other while simultaneously trying your best not to look obvious.

“Would you go out with me?” Sohee asked excitedly. “Oh shoot- I should’ve gotten flowers first. Wait here- I’ll be quick!” He stammered, rushing out of the room before you could stop him. He was gone only long enough for you to giggle in delight while you cleaned up the supplies you had laid out. Your witching skills had come in handy in the best of ways.

He was out of breath by the time he burst open the door again, but his eyes had never glimmered any brighter. He held a bouquet of pink and white roses, a little squished on one side from the rush he had been in.

“You know you didn’t have to go buy these…” You bit back a smile, taking the pretty flowers from his hands.

“My mom always said the best way to charm a lady was with flowers.” He panted and grinned at you cheekily when you shot him a look. You smiled as you sniffed the sweet scent of the roses. Sohee was about to say something else, but you pulled him into a tight hug before he could start, the unexpected gesture knocking all words he had into another dimension.

“I really like you, Sohee.” You whispered, your smile twinkling as you rested your head on his shoulder.

He took a second to get over the shock of you hugging him before he was wrapping his arms around your frame as well, mumbling back, “Me too.”

↳ riize taglist: @eternalgyu,, @kangtaehyunzzz,, @weird-bookworm,, @haecien

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aenuki · 4 months

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jealous bf texts!

group riize genre fluff 、suggestive cw mentions of making out/hickeys requested no

author note first post yayayay.. hopefully u enjoyed! feel free to send in text reqs or just a fun lil ask ><

#riize #riize fluff #riize imagines #riize scenarios #riize reactions #riize drabbles #riize texts #riize x reader #riize smut #osaki shotaro #song eunseok #jung sungchan #park wonbin #hong seunghan #lee sohee #anton lee #kpop #fanfic

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hakkkuu · 4 months

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RIIZE WHO

rating 18+

•SHOTARO WHO… fucks you in doggy style <3 relishing in how his dick is being swallowed whole by your pussy.

"You look so pretty like this" he murmurs as he pounds into your red and abused cunt. "Mmm so pretty for you-!" you sputter out as your hands clench onto the bedsheets tightly.

•EUNSEOK WHO… pounds your pussy after a long day without seeing you, he just missed this pretty pussy of his.

"Did you know how much i've missed you? Huh? Missed this pretty pussy." Eunseok bucks his hips forward as he slams into your cunt and he doesn't stop, he just missed you so much, he missed being inside of you. You'll be good a girl and allow him to, hm?

•SUNGCHAN WHO… watches as his cum drips out of your pussy, admiring it before fucking you again and again, pulling his dick out just to see his cum drip out of you.

"Oh would you look at that" he whispers, fingers prodding and stretching your pussy to see his cum dripping out of your fluttering hole. "So cute" he coos, he could not wait to do that again.

•WONBIN WHO… fucks you until you're shaking from your orgasm and squirting. Slapping his cock on your pussy as your hips buck forward.

"look at you, all of this because of me?" Wonbin teases before patting his cock on your wet pussy. "We about to do it more often, hm?" you nod so fastly with fucked out face to which he chuckles at. "Alright lets go for round 2"

•SEUNGHAN WHO… loves to fuck you in the reserve cowgirl position, watching as your tits bounce up and down, as his appears before being engulfed with your pussy. sometimes giggling and smiling while staring up at you in awe.

"Oh- fuck, oh your pussy feels so good-!" he says, his head lolled back as his dick slips in and out of your wet pussy.

•SOHEE WHO… even after a long day will take his time and be patient and soft with you as he tenderly places a kiss on your thighs before kitty licking your pussy <3 he's quite literally making out with your pussy and devouring it. if you didn't know any better you would've thought he was a starved animal.

"Just be a good girl for me yeah? be nice and good while I eat this pussy" sohee says before ducking down in between your thighs as he begins to eat your pussy feverishly.

•ANTON WHO… makes out with your pretty pussy! on most days he just wants to stuff his face in between your legs until you cry out his name multiple times, gripping onto his hair tightly as he makes your stomach knot over and over again.

"Oh, anton pleaseee" you whine as you gripped onto his hair tightly. "Please what?" Anton mumbles, his mouth still latched onto your pussy as his tongue licks stripes on your clit. "Please go faster"

im thinking about doing some nsfw texts so if you have any ideas lemme know😞

#riize smut #anton #eunseok #lee chanyoung #riize fanfic #shotaro #sohee #sungchan #wonbin #riize hard hours #seunghan #riize anton #riize reactions #riize scenarios

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ant0nsfirstluv · 6 months

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Riize romantic headcanons

A/N: firsttt postttt just some simple headcanons I have for Riize as boyfriends 🫶🏾 hope you enjoy

Warnings: none frm what I know

More under the cut

Shotaro:

So in love with you whaaattt 🙁

Teaches you some easy japanese phrases so you guys can have your own small convos and inside jokes with each other without others budding in LMAO

Hug machine, even if he isn’t just hugging you he has an arm around you in some type of way whether it’s around your shoulders, you two link arms, an arm around your hip, anything !!

For a date he’ll probably take you to the fair, he’d pay for all the food you two eat and has you get on so many rides the main one being the farris wheel, you will take pics in it !

He likes when you wear his clothes especially his big graphic tee shirts, he’d probs buy couple shirts for you two (the cute ones not the corny ones 😭)

Randomly teaches you dances and once you have it right he’ll kiss your forehead and tell you how good you did

Always checks in on you, sometimes he’ll shoot you a quick texts asking about how your day was and if you have anything you need to rant about

Uses cute emoticons rather than emojis when making your contact name

Eunseok:

He really loves you but gets worried that he doesn’t show it well :/ even tho he is literally the biggest sweetheart

Buys you snacks throughout the day and randomly hands them to you but will play it off by saying something like “ I got these because you’re greedy 🫵”

Places your hand in his jacket pocket, keeps a hand in the back pocket of your jeans, holds and kisses your hand while sitting together, silently plays with your hair in any way he can

Even though he’s nonchalant he does worry about you like if you’re taking longer than usual to get home or he can’t figure out where you are he’ll try to be calm but soon sends a row of messages

Has random moments of cuteness aggression, you two will be sitting together and he’ll look at you and just squish you by pinching/smushing your cheeks, randomly pulling you extremely close going “AAAAAH SO CUTE”

Basketball date 😗 will go tough on you until you make THAT ONE FACE, and then he automatically goes easy on you..hell he’ll even lift you to the hoop

Sungchan:

Your favorite giant

When in public he’s practically all over you so nobody even ASSUMESS you’re single, will literally hold you from behind kissing the top of your head + cheek

So clumsy. You’ll get random text from him like “How much is a doorknob.” And you’ll ask him why and then he sends a pic of the door without its knob

Lovesss kissing your face he CANTTT STOPPPP

Play wrestling is KEY ! you’ll be teasing him and he’ll pick you up and toss you into his bed or couch and start play fighting

Goes “😧😦” if you start fighting back 😭😭.

Goes out of his way to feed you, like randomly he’ll be like “you hungry ?” and even if you say no he’ll buy you a little sum sum to munch on for now or later

Yes, he’ll have you go to the gym with him to spend time together 😭

He’ll teach you the proper form for some of the machines and do goofy muscle flex poses in the gym mirror to make you laugh

Wonbin

In the beginning he’ll try to come off as some playboy and would be quietly flirty

Does things to come off as smooth..slides in compliments, somehow finds a way to wrap his arm around you, randomly asks you on dates

Even though he seems all cool and smooth in reality he’s blushing as soon as you look/walk away

Most definitely does things in order to impress you..plays your favorite songs on his guitar, tries his best to win if he’s playing with the members and knows you’re watching

takes you out clothes shopping and has you try on wtv he thinks you’d look good in, he’d think you were so cute and would try sooo hard not to geek out watching you dress up 😓

Gets you a matching pair of earrings with him :(( it’ll either have a matching gemstone or a matching engraved symbol

Its been confirmed that he can be clingy so he’ll do whatever to be around you, if you’re laying down on your phone he’ll come lay/sit by you and it turns into cuddling, he’ll follow you around without noticing etc etc basically like a cat lowkey

You two will be quietly cuddling soo close and then he just randomly says “I wish I could live in your skin.” And you’d go “What.” Just for him not to repeat it EVERRR

Seunghan:

this man is literally…delusional over you 😭

considering he’s a libra (imma whore for astrology) before you two would even be together he’d have a “SHE WILLL BE MINEE” mentality once his crush begins

for a first date once you two are together I feel like it’d be sweet and simple, you over at his playing games and watching movies eating some takeout with r&b playing in the back getting to know each other even moree 🫶

has you sit on his lap while he plays fifa just so you don’t feel lonely waiting for him to hop off the game,, he’ll even teach you how to play it + other games he has..PLUS he’ll shower you with kisses when either of you win

you know how seunghan will call sohee cute for doing literally anything…yea he does the same exact thing with you 😭😭

you wake up from a nap ? “cuteee”, you’re in the middle of eating “cuteee” even if you’re scolding or bickering with him about something he’d stop and go “cuteee”

possessive, just like Sungchan he’d refuse to let anyone even assumeee you’re single he’d give as much pda as you’re comfortable with just to let these mfs KNOWW

if a girl tries to flirt with him he’d shut it down so fast he’d mention you every 5 seconds just to irritate her and get her away

Sohee:

A bestfriend and boyfriend in ONEEEE

the members in the group call you two the twins because y’all are attached at the HIPPP

ofc he sings for you like cmon now . he’d sing you lullabies to help you sleep if you’re having a hard time, he’d sing to you while cleaning up together, sometimes he just feels like singing for you just because

likes watching you do your hair + makeup. he’d even ask you what each product does to your face or what you’re putting in your hair, he’ll even asks if you’ll let him do it for you one day ☹️

lovessss sharing with you. It can be anything..clothes, food, body wash, his computer whtvvv as long as you mention enjoying it he’ll share it with you

uses your shampoo or lightly sprays your perfume so he’ll have your scent around and wants you to do vice versa with his shampoo + cologne

he’ll randomly make you instant foods and will just pop up with the food with the biggest smile on his face even if you weren’t super hungry you couldn’t refuse a few bites

this is so specific . but imagine sharing icecream or a milkshake with him..like it would probably be so cute omfg 😭

Anton:

takes a random photos of himself + the members just for your reaction

makes you a playlist almost biweekly..has the title “for my other half” and the picture for it is either a solo candid pic of you he took one day or a photo of you two together

this is such a random headcanon but imagine one day you’re super burnt out tired or sick he’d help you brush your teeth and do your skincare in the morning

takes .5 pics of you and sulks/pouts if you asks him to delete them (he won’t)

literally uses pinterest to come up with date ideas

he’d come up with a day long date itinerary for what you and him would do like everything is planned out and he even has a few back up plans if things go left

he will carelessly blow your phone up sending hilarious ass tiktoks or simply updates you about his day and asks you about yours

let him take you swimming !!! he’d be a little shy with you seeing him shirtless one on one but he’d overcome it, he’d teach you how to dive and will even race you 😭

he’d feel awkward about public affection but would force himself to have courage and will suddenly kiss you + wrap his arms around you

likes nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck whenever you two are cuddling

if y’all aren’t holding hands you two are mosttt definitelyyy holding pinkies

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mphountitled · 4 months

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Req - Something about Shotaro? Oh my god anything, your writing is just so????;!!;?$3

Maybe some smut on the toxic-ish side about how he appeals to be a loving boyfriend to your friends but behind closed doors he’s a lot more intimidating/manipulative, but you’re still just so weak for him (maybe even more so because of it???) and just can’t control yourself around him. Idk, I’m literally clueless but I just know I need that immaculate brain of yours combined with Taro!!!

Much love, and Happy New Year!!!

A/n: I'm not gonna lie... This took a good chunk of my sanity trying to write, I can only hope that you like it. Also happy new yearrr

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Osaki Shotaro x Fem!Reader

Summary: Shotaro is your golden retriever boyfriend... until he isn't

Warnings: Language, Established Relationship, Jealousy, Best friend!Sohee, Possessiveness, Slight Dark fic, Toxic!Relationship, Manipulation, Smut (+18) Dom!Shotaro, Fingering, Grinding, Choking, Teasing

Your shoulders are as rigid as two metal cinder blocks, keeping your head from rolling off onto the floor. Barbed wires twist with anxiety in the pit of your stomach because you know, despite the sunshine disposition, despite the smile, despite the glassy doe eyes, Shotaro is pissed, and he definitely wants you to know about it.

“I swear on my unborn child,” Sohee, your best friend (your best guy friend) exclaims over a mouthful of ramen, “Yours is the only man I'd ever let cook for me. The rest of the male population can choke.”

While Shotaro basks in Sohee's praises with a modest sunshine smile, you sigh under the pressure of your boyfriend's grip on your thigh as you swiftly say, “You're quite literally a member of said male population-”

Sohee lowers his chopsticks before assuming a vaguely threatening stance with his cheeks round and stuffed. “Begrudgingly,” he says, “Not by choice.” You do not laugh but you try to.

Sohee bounces up and down in his seat, seemingly oblivious to your nervousness and Shotaro's skillfully hidden vexation.

“This is why I needed you two to end up together.” Says Sohee, swinging his head towards you. “My Golden Retriever best friend,” he swings his head towards Shotaro, “And my Golden Retriever coworker-”

“It's getting late, Sohee-” Shotaro's voice is calm and his head is still tilted as he says, “Should I call your uber?” You gulp silently as Shotaro's hand rubs up and down your thigh in a dizzying motion.

“Not very Golden Retriever of you,” Sohee grumbles before slurping down the last of his soup, “But that's okay because you're perfect in everything else-”

“Are you trying to steal my boyfriend, Sohee?” You hope cracking a joke might alleviate some of the one sided tension only you seem to be aware of.

Despite the smile, Shotaro is having a very difficult time remaining patient, especially because he had plans. Before Sohee had hijacked your attention, Shotaro would venture to say that he was actually somewhat happy at the start of the evening… before he found himself sharing your time with your over exuberant best friend.

There was a lively, almost vibrant pep in his step when he got off work, despite the tiredness in his muscles. As Shotaro made his way down the corridor towards your apartment door, his head was bowed with his eyes glued on his phone.

Your whimpers resounded in the clarity of his headphones. He watched you cum around his fingers, absolutely transfixed- so transfixed he almost doesn't recognize movement in his periphery right when he reaches your front door.

Far too swiftly, Shotaro plastered a smile on his face as he paused the video, dropped his phone into his pocket and lowered his headphones before bowing to your elderly next door neighbour.

He muttered a polite “안녕하세요,” in greeting, and the tiny old woman responded just as amicably.

She, as well as every other person in your life is absolutely floored by his politeness.

“What a nice young man,” she said, as she continued her way down the corridor, leaving Shotaro chuckling to himself because the thoughts he was having were certainly kilometres off on what a nice young man should be thinking.

He could not help that he had been thinking about you the whole day. Not even just sexually. (Although he did miss your body terribly. Shotaro was absolutely obsessed with the way it worked: You were always so unmistakably pliant for him. Like clay). Even simply being this close to your space made his heart overblown with satisfaction. Your house had always been somewhat of a safety enclosure for him. His own little piece of peace away from the outside world.

As he inserted the password and turned the knob, Shotaro imagined how you'd be waiting for him after work by the door like you usually did. Swimming in his oversized shirt as you stood with your arms opened wide.

None of those things happened.

Shotaro trudged into your house, sweaty and physically defeated from another day of exerting himself with rigorous routine. The thought of melting into your arms had been the only thing keeping him vaguely upright, when all he wanted to do was collapse on a pile on the floor.

As he proceeded to kick his sneakers off at the door, Shotaro’s brain nearly short circuitrd at the sight of you standing before him… fully dressed.

Not for any reason beside the fact that he had hoped to find you dressed comfortably enough to touch each other while you both cuddled lazily on the couch.

He was not being unreasonable in his expectations.

“Are we supposed to be going somewhere?” Shotaro asked quizzically with his doe eyes widened in cute curiosity. He eyed your halter neck and maxi skirt with much discontent.

“Oh good! You're home! I actually have something to-” Before the words could escape your mouth, he immediately enclosed you in a hug that you drowned in.

“Missed you so much,” he murmured before splaying various sloppy kisses on the side of your face, “Couldn't stop thinking about you the whole day… your face-” A kiss, “Your mouth-” another kiss, “your boobs-”

“Taro, I have to tell you som-”

“God, I hate people!” he exclaimed above you with his arms falling to your hips.

“I shouldn't have to remind you that I count as people.” You jest in vague nervousness.

“When I say I hate people, never ever, do I mean you,” he whispered above you before patting your head down as if you were, less his human girlfriend and more something that went about its life on four legs.

“Do I count as people?”

Your shoulders stiffened and Shotaro's arms grew rigid as his head snapped up to look at your best friend- his co-worker.

Sohee makes his introduction behind you in the same outfit Shotaro saw him in at dance practice and he waved lightly.

Shotaro's shoulders sag infinitesimally but that smile on his face is all too permanent.

Sohee spinned around before mumbling, “Also I'd appreciate it if you two didn't hump each other out in the open for my viewing pleasure.”

Instead of actually feeling compelled to eat you now sit idly at the dinner table, picking and prodding at the ramen Shotaro has prepared for you all.

Your boyfriend's irritation is subtle and you could definitely miss it in the brightness of his overall countenance.

“I mean, it's not that I don't wanna be in a relationship- it's just that, seeing you two has inspired me… I guess you could say?” If it weren't for Shotaro's hand on your thigh you might have actually listened to the countless praises he dotes on Shotaro.

Praises about how good of a man he is. How perfect he is. How absolutely wonderful he must be for being able to put up with you.

All through the dinner, Sohee talks and talks, and you sit with your fingers curled around the end of the table, trying to stop yourself from not reacting to your boyfriend’s minstritations.

It is only when the dinner ends, and Shotaro escorts Sohee to the door, that you finally feel the first real signs of anxiety begin to solidify in your gut.

You're trying your best to load the plates into the dishwasher with a steady hand when you feel a daunting presence behind you. Evading eye contact, you swiftly and succinctly say, “I'm sorry. He had no where else to go-”

“He has a house. Try again.”

You sigh, letting your eyes flutter shut at the coldness in his voice.

“He's my best friend, Shotaro,” you say with finality before straightening your spine and turning to face him. You’re both pressed on opposite ends of the kitchen. Both with your arms folded.

“I don't really like your friends.” He says.

“I don't think my friends should be your problem, is what I'm saying.” You clarify. “And anyway, I thought you’d like the fact that Sohee’s my friend.”

Shotaro Scoffs as he says, “I'd like it more if he didn't try to inject himself into our relationship, babe.” Shotaro's voice is incredibly calm, but his words are aimed like an arrow doused in poison, as he closes the distance between you two. Your attention is fixed on him as he lifts his hand to trace small lines on your exposed collar, and you nearly fight the urge to make your eyes flutter shut.

“Not to sound like a tired fucking cliche but, I'm just thinking about what's best for you-” That snaps you out of it.

“What's best for me or what's best for you?!" You exclaim before slapping his hand away.

If only you knew how badly that particular passive-aggressive action affected him. Shotaro crowds you against the counter as he pushes his front up against yours until he's quite literally peering down at you. You refuse to crane your neck back and look up at him.

He was being ridiculous.

“I'm not choosing between you or my friends, Taro-”

“You're so pretty, you know that?” His completey-out-of-left-field comment, especially layered with that sweet-as-honey voice of his, shoots straight to your core, and you grab the counter behind you for support. “And smart too,” he says, before trailing his hand down your arm, eliciting a trail of goosebumps in his wake. Shotaro’s touch is not only sensual, but its molten fucking lava and it nearly has you melting into a puddle on the floor.

“So I trust you to make your own decisions.” He says, nodding with cute finality before lifting your face up by your chin.

“Taro…” Your heart resorts to frenzy, and your head flies backward when Shotaro drifts his fingers past the seams of your maxi skirt. His are fingers- quite literally making their descent down your underwear while you remain too dumb to do anything but say: “I-I knew Sohee before I knew you.”

He only pushes up against you further, letting his hand grip the side of your neck. “You really think now is a good time to throw that in my face?” He asked with a tilt of his head and his hand now sliding over your cunt.

“You're not wet,” he whispers, “Why aren't you wet?” Before you're ever able able to answer, Shotaro drops to his knees before picking up the ends of your billowing skirt and disappearing underneath the fabric. A torrid gasp escapes your throat when his warm breath skates over your cunt and you're once again throwing your head back in absolute ecstasy.

He pokes his head up from underneath your skirt, cute smile on display while his fingers massage your aching clit. “You're always so wet for me, baby," he says with a childish frown, "What's the matter, huh?” He tilts his head again. “Is it your friend?”

He asks casually, as if his middle finger was not easing its way past your entrance … as if he his fingers were not already drenched in your arousal in less than a minute. “Fuck, Shotaro-”

“Is it because of him?” He continues to ask, now fully moving his fingers in and out of yoy while he remained on his knees- gaze never once wavering. “I'm sorry, bunny,” He says with faux concern, “I didn't know Sohee meant so much to you!”

“F-Fuck Taro-”

At the sound of his name, Shotaro's other hand grips your thigh, only opening your legs wider to split you all the way open against his fingers rough minstriations. He alternates between his middle and index. Sometimes splitting you open with both, until you were thoroughly bucking forward, to the pace that he had set and you were chasing your own orgasm furiously.

“You look like you're gonna cum for me, baby!” He exclaims with big bright eyes and a wide open smile. Equal parts adorable and completely fucking manic.

“Ask me to cum,” he whispers, still looking up at you like you were the best toy he could've ever hope to get. “I control your body. I control every part of you.” He says, “So ask me-”

“Please, Taro!- P-Please can I come?” Your hands have long ago found purchase in his blonde locks and you squeeze your eyes shut, bucking into him at a frenzied pace.

“Look at how pretty you are when you're following orders!” He exclaims as if you truly were a child. “So pretty,” he’s absolutely mesmerising, “My pretty girl gets to cum all over my fingers-”

You've already jumped off the cliff, letting your hips stutter as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Shotaro's eyes appear almost pained by the sight in front of him. How easily you break for him. Whenever he wanted. You truly were in control of his entire being.

“G-God-” Your failed attempt at talking brings a wave of warmth over Shotaro's countenance, and he finds himself pleasantly satisfied once again. He lifts himself up to his full height.

“what a gorgeous girl,” he whispers before pushing his forehead against yours, “My gorgeous girl,” he murmurs before sliding his fingers - the fingers that were once inside you- past your trembling lips.

#riize #riize fanfic #riize x reader #shotaro x reader #shotaro smut #osaki shotaro #osaki shotaro x reader #osaki shotaro smut #riize smut #riize headcanon #lee sohee x reader #sohee x reader

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euseokz · 9 days

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@ sohee — forget what others say, let’s just focus on us for tonight baby . . cws : oral (f) . wc : 0.8k+ . genre : smut

a/n : @dearmyouth @luvyujun tagging you both because i need more people to follow me on my downfall through the sohee universe 😵‍💫😵‍💫

FUCKBOY! SOHEE who just has a certain… reputation that follows him around.

he doesn’t like commitment, he likes things that don’t last long and that don’t leave him with any strings attached. anyone that was even remotely somehow included in his circle knew that, including you, so you knew not to get caught up with him, that it wasn’t worth it because he’d just waste your time so he could sweet talk his way into bringing you home with him some random night — and yet, somehow, you now found yourself in his bed, legs spread and fingers pulling at his hair as his tongue lapped at your clit.

you whined sohee’s name as you allowed your lids to fall close, arching your back while feeling as your thighs tensed up, your second consecutive orgasm of the night hitting you hard as he continued sucking on the sensitive bud, smiling as he successfully threw you over the edge again.

“am i that good?” he asked, a noticeable smirk behind his words, lips still against your pussy.

sohee left one last kiss over your folds, then moving up to hover over you, the moonlight that came in through the window — the light slithering in from outside the only source of brightness in the room — only enhancing the mix of slick and saliva coating his chin and mouth, the visual of sohee over you like that only making you feel even dizzier with arousal. he looked at you with a grin, a proud one, before leaning in for a kiss, looking all too cute for how nasty what he was doing was, his eyes shining with a certain glint of joy that you couldn’t really ignore. this was momentary, you knew it, and you were alright with it, not minding the silent one-night-stand agreement between you two if it meant sohee would keep fucking you as well as he had up until that point, your eagerness for more all too apparent as you hummed into the kiss, planting your hands on sohee’s naked chest and pushing him back, your own eyes now glistening with lust as you said a simple “just fuck me already” — and who was sohee to say no to such an inviting proposal.

with swift motions, sohee reached over to his bedside table, opening the first drawer and fishing out a little silver packet, undressing himself completely instead of just being shirtless, finally giving you a peek at his cock, his erection looking almost painful, his dick slapping against his stomach with a low thud when he pulled his pants and underwear down, a thick bead of pre-cum running down his tip. he opened the small package and pulled the condom inside of it out, wasting no time in rolling it down his length before positioning himself closer to you again.

almost teasingly, sohee pressed the head of his cock against your hole, waiting a second before pushing into you in one single thrust, reeling in how you gasped in surprise, your moans loud when he started moving in and out of you immediately, catching you off guard, the way he fucked you too good — and he knew it, smiling as he moved, eyes locked on your pussy and on how well it swallowed his dick, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth as he groaned, one hand digging in your hip while the other pressed against your lower stomach, only enhancing your pleasure, making you feel everything more intensely.

“is it that good?” he asked, eyes drifting upwards to yours for a second as he felt your pussy clench down around him hard, your nails leaving small crescent shapes on his wrists after you reached out for them, looking for some sort of grip to reality.

“you know it is” you replied through your moans, bitting your own bottom lip right after as you whined, pressing your eyes closed shut tightly, focusing completely on your own pleasure, on how fucking good sohee's cock felt dragging in and out of you, filling you up perfectly and then pulling back just to repeat it all again, hitting all the right spots inside you with every single thrust.

“i'm close” sohee hummed a bit after, hips not faltering as he threw his head back, continuing to move in the same rhythm, if anything only gaining more will to be even more precise with the way he moved in and out of you.

“me too” you whispered back, feeling as your high started bubbling in your lower stomach, building up until it all finally snapped, your orgasm hitting you hard, making you let out one last loud moan as your body tensed up, aligning almost perfectly with the moment sohee's orgasm hit him, his hips slowing down then but still not stopping completely, continuing to thrust in and out of you but in a more languid pace.

“so fucking good” sohee mumbled to himself, his voice no louder than a whisper, your ears almost missing it.

maybe you were stupid for ever falling for sohee's sweet talk so easily — or maybe you had just experienced the best sex of your life and it was all worth it after all.

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wonkibrainrot · 1 month

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SEUNGHAN READING THE MESSAGES????

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07yujin · 2 months

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ᯓ★ falling for ya

𐙚 an anton lee smau

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⋆˙ᝰ synopsis .ᐟ seeing her friends being in a relationship, she hopes to find one too. what will happen when a guy is willing to put on an act just so she doesn’t feel left out with her friends?

⋆˙ᝰ genre .ᐟ enemies to lovers (heh🌹), fake dating, smau, written, hsau, fluff, drama, comedy & angst (maybe…)

⋆˙ᝰ pairing .ᐟ anton x female reader

⋆˙ᝰ warnings .ᐟ cursing, kys/kms jokes, bad attempts at being funny…

⋆˙ᝰ faceclaim .ᐟ ningning of aespa

⋆˙ᝰ status .ᐟ ongoing

⋆˙ᝰ taglist .ᐟ open (comment or send an ask)

@molensworld @mkaae @lecheugo @ilovejungwonandhaechan @shotaroswifeyily @jiwiizzlie @koeuh @leehanascent @grah127 @starwonb1n @artstaeh

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📁 rice 🆙 | yn hate club

01. roblox obby master founds her soulmate!!!

01.1. operation: find yn’s eyecandy

01.2. FIRST INTERACTION WITH A BOY… (WENT WRONG)

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chrissy-dont-talk · 1 month

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Never let your Fiancé stop you from finding your soulmate!😌

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authorhjk1 · 1 year

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Take what you can (Female idols X Male reader)

After you bought another company in South Korea, you decided to settle down there. You never thought you would become one of the richest men in the country, or the most lucky when it comes to girls. Especially one kind of girls: kpop idols.

This book is my second one after the other book I wrote got deleted, this time I will save the whole story somewhere else, in case this happens again. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you will still enjoy this one.

Feel free to request idols and scenarios.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

I don't own any of the pictures and everything, and everyone in this story is fictional. Similarities to real people and companies are just a coincidence.

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Requests: R

Chapters:

Model

(Momoland's Ahin X Malre Reader)

(Aespa's Karina X Male Reader)

(R)

A night in Chengdu

(Kep1er's Xiaoting X Male Reader)

(R)

London

((G)-idle's Miyeon and Soyeon X Male Reader)

A tie, handcuffs, and another hotel

(Le sserafim's Chaewon X Red Velvet's Joy X Male Reader)

Morning Workout

(Alice's Sohee X Male Reader)

(R)

Entertainment

(Itzy's Ryujin and Yuna X Male Reader)

(R)

Date

(Momoland's Ahin X Dj Soda X Male Reader)

Duck Season

((G)-idle's Yuqi X Choi Yena X Male Reader)

Princess and Mochi

(Ive's Wonyoung and Rei X Male Reader)

Stairway to heaven

(Itzy's Yuna X Male Reader)

(R)

Water gymnastics

(Blackpink's Lisa X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Lonely

(IU X (G)-idle's Miyeon X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: My crazy ex

(Dreamcatcher's Gahyeon X Male Reader)

Doctor's Orders

(Dreamcatcher's Yoohyeon and SuA X Male Reader)

(decided after a poll)

Interlude: Doctor appointment turns into bunny breeding session

(Dreamcatcher's Jiu X Male Reader)

Halloween Interlude: The archer and the heiress

(Girls' Generations' Tiffany and Taeyeon X Male Reader)

Pool Party

(Momoland's Ahin and Nancy X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Above the sky

(IU X Twice's Sana X Male Reader)

Interlude: Ms. Satan

(Dreamcatcher's SuA X Male Reader)

Taming her (Part 1)

(Red Velvet's Joy and Yeri X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Venice

(IU X Male Reader)

(R)

28 Sins (coming soon)

(R)

A group projekt (coming soon)

(R)

A trip to Canada (coming soon)

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Empty dorm (coming soon)

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Taming her (Part 2) (coming soon)

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Fearless Kkura [Special episode] (coming soon)

(R)

Contract extension (coming soon)

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Your own movie (coming soon)

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aenuki · 4 months

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what are we?

group riize genre fluff cw one kms joke (sc) requested no

author note who else bumping love 119 rn.. 뺏긴 MY HEART THATS GIRLS A KILLA! (reqs are open if u would like to send something in <3)

#riize #riize fluff #riize imagines #riize texts #riize scenarios #riize reactions #riize drabbles #riize x reader #riize suggestive #riize smut #osaki shotaro #song eunseok #jung sungchan #park wonbin #hong seunghan #lee sohee #anton lee #kpop #fanfic

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promise-you-doie · 28 days

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Who knew? | L. Sohee

Who knew the love of your life would be the weirdo you met in a coffee shop?

Sohee x afab!reader

Word count: 8k

Warnings: curse words

Genre: fluff, angst

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“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Karina snickers, leaving the kitchen so she doesn’t have to be in the same area as you.

Mad isn’t even a strong enough word to describe how you feel right now. You can feel your blood boiling, and every little sound causes you to get more and more frustrated. The reason? You missed all 7 of your alarms because you forgot to charge your phone the night before.

If there was anything you hated more than the male species, it had to be waking up at 11 am.

That means you have only 30 minutes until your first lecture of the day, which by the way isn’t nearly enough time to pick out an outfit, do your skin care, your makeup routine, and your hair, and still get to class on time.

Waking up at 11 on any day, including the weekend, basically meant that your day was already ruined. You’ve already wasted half the day, so it’s best to protect your peace and just stay home. And that’s what you decide to do after attempting to do your hair but quitting after its lack of cooperation.

“I wanna die.” You slur into a pillow after successfully spending 30 minutes getting angry at any and everything.

“Why die when the sky is clear and blue.” Winter chimes happily, a little too happy for your liking.

“Maybe you just need some fresh air and a coffee.” Ningning suggests from the bathroom. “I heard there’s a new cafe down the street, you should go.” She adds

“I don’t wanna go outside. I wanna lay here and die.” You say it as a joke, but some part of you is serious.

Either way, You still end up at the cafe. Even though Siri kept giving you the wrong directions. What should have been a 7-minute walk turned into 2, 15-minute laps. It’s safe to say that by the time you arrived, you had completely lost your appetite for coffee.

But you’re persistent in making the best out of this unlucky Monday. Walking into the cafe with a facial expression that tells everyone around you that it was only 12:01 and you were already having a bad day.

“Hi, could I get an Iced Americano?” You say blandly, forcing a small smile to cover the bad mood you are in

“What size?” The barista asks

“Large.” You needed it.

“Will that be all?” He asks.

You nod “Yes,” while patting your pockets for your wallet. Here's the catch, you left it at home. Before you resort to your last plan; screaming, crying, and sobbing on your knees, you decide to check your purse. Except, you don’t have that either.

“Your total is gonna be 5.05” The barista looks at you distantly as if he couldn’t see the internal war that you were battling right now before his very eyes. “I-” “I got it.” You watch someone stick their arm past you to put their card in the card reader. Thus paying for your much-needed drink.

“You didn’t have to.” You say shyly, without even looking in the stranger's direction.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“I’ll pay you back.” You finally turn to look at him. “Just uh…” You rush to pull out your phone and unlock it. “Give me your number, and I’ll wire it to you as soon as I get home.”

There were lots of things you hated, men being on the top of the list and being indebted to people is fourth down from it, with “Especially to men” written beside it in parenthesis. So anytime a man did anything nice to you, you wanted to make sure you paid them back immediately just so they don’t try to hold it over your head later.

“It’s only five dollars.” the stranger says

“Just let me pay you back, Please.” You beg, still holding your phone out for him to put his information in.

“Well if you really wanna pay me, you could just allow me to take you out on a date.” His response leaves you dumbfounded. A frown grows on your face when he smiles at you.

If someone were to ask why you were adamant about burning all the men alive, this was the exact reason why. “You’re kidding… right?” You laugh, because surely this has to be a joke. When you walked out of your apartment this morning you were hoping to just have a cup of coffee and maybe some exercise. The last thing you were thinking was to have some guy hitting on you after he practically forced you to let him pay for your coffee. (you didn’t ask him to do that, so basically he did it by force.)

“Y/n.” The barista calls out your name, luckily to pull you away from the weirdo that is subliminally asking to get in your pants. During broad daylight, in front of a crowd of people.

“Thank you.” You muster up a smile for the barista and head towards the door. Leaving the stranger behind. Owing him doesn’t even matter anymore. It’s not like you’re ever gonna see him again.

You let out a deep sigh when you hear him yell “You’re welcome.” once you leave the cafe and the door closes behind you.

“Today has to be the worst day ever.” You complain the second you step into your apartment. Catching the attention of your four other roommates.

The apartment was small and probably shitty to most but it didn’t matter to any of you because you were all together and the rent was too high nowadays. So if it took all of you piling over each other just so you wouldn’t be homeless, so be it.

However, being in a small 3-bedroom apartment with 4 other girls meant no secrets. Not because the five of you were nosy, it’s just that the walls were thin and there was absolutely nowhere to go to get any privacy. Best believe there were things about the girls that you wish you didn’t know.

“Couldn’t have been that bad,” Karina says nonchalantly, walking past you towards the living room to plop down on the couch and catch up on the series she’s been binging for a week now.

“Well, first I woke up late..” You’re tailing after Karina but get stopped when Ningning walks in your direction, only to take the coffee out of your hand and begin taking sips out of it. “This is good.” She nods without acknowledging the story you’re trying to tell everyone. Skipping to the couch with your drink still in her hand.

“There’s probably someone in the world dying right now, while you’re crying about sleeping in for a few hours.” Giselle scolds but she doesn’t even take the time to look at you. She just takes a seat next to Ningning and helps the two girls finish what’s left of your coffee.

“No, but listen, I went to go to the cafe as you guys suggested. But the directions were being stupid.”

“Was it the directions or was it you?” Karina asks, shaking around the ice in the coffee.

“It might have been me but that’s not the point.” You dismiss, “After like 30 minutes I finally find the cafe and I go to place my order.”

“But let me guess- You forgot your card.” Giselle interrupts you.

“Well, yeah. And then-"Wait, if you forgot your card, how’d you get this coffee.” Ningning asks instead of letting you finish what you’re so desperately trying to get out.

“The barista obviously thought she was cute and gave it to her for free,” Giselle answers for you.

“No. I-”

“For free? I don’t think so. Y/n’s pretty but she’s not ‘I think you’re so pretty that I’m gonna risk my job and be homeless’ pretty. Some guy probably just found interest in her and paid for her coffee, so she insisted on paying him back because she never knows how to accept when someone’s being nice but he refused cash and asked her to just let him take her on the date instead.” Karina somehow predicts everything perfectly, which is kinda scary.

“Yeah, actually” You confirm, but you’re still at a loss for words.

“So what did you say?” Ningning turns to you.

“No, of course. This is y/n we’re talking about.” Karina sits up to give you the last bit of coffee but winter reaches it before you do. Swiping it right from under you and taking the last swallow.

“Well, at least you got free coffee.” Giselle points out.

“And I'll tell you what I got,” Winter demands everyone's attention. Throwing her arm around your shoulder and turning to you when she says “We’re gonna get you laid tonight.”

“What are you talking about?” Giselle asks before you get the chance.

“Jaemin just invited us to a party and guess who’s gonna be there,” Winter asks, pointing to Ningning who pipes up, slapping her hands together.

“I’m guessing, Jaemin.” You say nonchalantly.

“Sohee.” Ningning chimes. By now she’s jumping up and down.

Sohee is the guy she’s been trying to set you up with for weeks. You never met him and you don’t really wanna meet him. She tells you that she has a feeling that you’ll like him but you don’t think that’s the case because well, he’s a man.

“I’m not going.” You state pushing Winter's arm off of you so you can go to your bedroom. Pretending not to hear all of them yell “Boring.” before you close the door.

Another con with living with four other girls is that everyone is always ganging up against you. There wasn’t much ground for you to hold when it was always 4:1. With that being said, it was no surprise that you still ended up at Jaemin’s party even after making 101 excuses as to why you couldn’t go.

You were a few hours late of course. If the girls were gonna drag you out you had to make sure that you wasted as much time as possible.

“Here, drink this.” Giselle pushes some drink in your face.

“What is it?”

“Doesn’t matter, drink it.” She continues pushing the cup towards you until you take it and down the whole thing. Not caring what it is because you’re sure that she wouldn’t give you anything too dangerous right?

wrong.

“That’s horrible.” You yell over the music, wiping the excess liquid from your lips with the back of your hand.

“Isn’t it? I thought I was the only one.” Giselle laughs while taking the cup from your hand. You didn’t bother to argue with her, since it was something that she had a habit of doing. Instead, you just sit there around the couch watching everyone else have fun and decide that you’d rather be home. Or probably anywhere else.

Some people might say that you’re a prick or a party pooper, that you were stuck up and unfun but you’d say, they were absolutely right. What are you even supposed to do at these kinds of things? All you saw were really bad dance moves, a mess, and a hangover in the morning. What could be so fun about that?

“Woah.” You hear someone say from behind you. You don’t roll your eyes yet but you want to, because you’re almost sure you know who it is before you even see them. “I didn’t think this would be the place that I run into you again.” The boy says when you finally turn around to meet him.

The universe must absolutely hate you, you think. Because there is just no way that you run into the same man again within the same day. “Why not?” You say arms crossed with a frown bigger than the one you had this morning when you ran into him the first time.

“Well…” He looks you up and down.

“What are you trying to say?”

“This just doesn’t look like something that you’d be into, that’s all.” He smiles and leans against the wall beside you. “But I’m glad you’re here.”

This time you roll your eyes and walk away. You don’t have enough time nor do you care enough to try and change his mind about you. Thankfully he doesn’t try and chase after you but he does yell “I hope you enjoyed the coffee.” to which you hold your middle finger up behind you so he can see it.

“Y/n where are you going?” Ningning runs to you, tugging at your arm when you reach Jaemin’s front door.

“Home.”

“Wait! You have to meet Sohee first.”

“I’ll be fine.” You say trying to get out the door."

“Just 30 more minutes please.” She begs, getting down on her knees but not letting go of your hand.

You could argue with her, but one thing about Ningning is that she’s never lost an argument. So you take the easy way out and distract her instead.

“Oh my god, is that Sungchan?” You spur randomly

“You can’t fool me Y/N.” She looks at you unamused, but pipes up from the floor the second she hears a stranger from behind yell “Is that Sungchan.”

You blink once and she’s gone, mixed in with the other crowds of people. And you take your opportunity to run away, grabbing the first taxi you see and heading back to your apartment.

The steam from your shower follows you from the bathroom into your bedroom when you sit on your bed. Drying your hair with a towel, you take a deep breath. This is great, it’s quiet and calm just the way you like it.

That is until your four roommates come crashing into your room, screaming and squealing over each other and you can't even make out what any of them are saying. The only things you’re able to make out are something about fate and the Sohee guy that Ningning’s been telling you about.

“Wait, one at a time.” You stand and hold your hands out. “Giselle first.” You add

“Who’s turn is it to cook tonight? I’m hungry.” She slurs and then walks out of the room before any of you can answer her question.

“Okay… Winter.” You point to her when she holds her hand up.

“HI.” She holds her hand over her mouth when she giggles.

“Hi, Winter.” Her giggle gets louder when you smile back at her.

“Sohee wants to meet you,” Ningning yells, not giving Karina a chance to speak.

“I’m not interested.” You state, sitting on your bed.

“Come on, please. Just once.” She pleads for the second time of the day.

“No.”

“He could be the one.” Ningning begs even more.

“I don’t think so.”

“He’s cute and sweet and probably even romantic.” She adds

“Then you date him.” You mutter, laying down on the bed and closing your eyes.

“He wants you.” She continues even though you’ve turned your lamp off and shifted comfortably under your bed.

“I don’t want him.”

Other than your bedroom the best place on earth is the library. An endless world of books and possibilities. The best part about it? It’s completely quiet and the librarian always gives you one of her home-baked cookies.

Today the library is completely empty which means it’s even quieter than usual. The only noise is the traffic noise and the thunderstorm happening from outside. Which is even better for you because you know your afternoon reading session is going to be better than ever.

Walking down the romance aisle, dragging your index finger down each of the books until you find the very book you’re looking for. The spectator in the painting: volume 7/9.

You had spent the last four months binging the book after your favorite book blog suggested it. A story about a prince who falls in love with a violinist and risks his life to save her when she gets sentenced to death after treading too deep into the king's chambers.

The series was astonishing, just when you thought you knew what was gonna happen next, Boom! A plot twist.

“There it goes.” You whisper to yourself when you find the book on the top shelf out of place from where it’s supposed to be.

Your heart drops when you hear a somewhat familiar voice. The library is dead silent so when the boy walks in with his green sweatshirt and crossbody bag you immediately break out of your world. Leaning over the bookshelf to see if the voice belongs to who you think it belongs to.

“Good evening, Miss Lynn.” The boy greets happily leaning over the counter. You can tell he visits the library often because of how comfortable he is, smiling and making jokes with the librarian. That doesn’t bother you, but what does is Ms. Lynn passing him one of her home-baked cookies and joking with him about how he shouldn’t tell anyone. just like how she does with you.

You take that as a sign to mind your business, not even wanting to know who the boy is anymore. Except when you think to walk away the librarian points in your direction, guiding the boy to the sci-fi genre of books behind you. What’s even worse is the exact second the boy turns around you see that he’s exactly who you thought it was.

“Fuck.” you mutter under your breath and hide behind the shelf. Holding your book to your chest. You clasp your hand over your mouth. You want to stand there and take in the shock that your body just went through but you know the better option is to get out of there as quickly and quietly as possible without him seeing you. Turning on your heels and walking quickly out of the aisle.

You’re almost there when you hear the boy call out for you.

“Y/n?” You know you should just keep walking away but you can’t. You stop dead in your tracks and slowly turn back to him. He strolls closer to you when he’s sure that he called for the right person.

“How do you know my name?” you question, suddenly every crime documentary comes to mind and your heart is racing. He could be a stalker or maybe a murderer.

“It was on your coffee order.” He answers with his usual smile. except this time it’s a lot more reassuring, no one with such an adorable smile could ever harm you. Right?

After a few seconds of silence, he points to the book you’re holding. “you read this too?”

“No, I was just curious about it. But now that I look at it, it seems uninteresting.” You flip the book around as if you’re examining it.

“I thought people usually started with volume 1.”

“Is this not…” You feign ignorance, flipping the book around to see that it says volume 7 as if that wasn’t the one you intended to read. “Oh I don’t have my glasses, I tho…”

You trail off looking back at the boy. “I don’t have to explain myself to you.” you scold him.

“You don’t.” he agrees while reaching for the book in your hand. “I don't think you’ll like it anyway, the main character is so annoying. she’s always so defensive.”

Your first instinct is to defend the woman, even if she is fictional. “She’s not-“ but then you realize you’ve blindly walked into his trap.

“Whatever, just give me the book.” You mutter, pulling the book from his hand and walking out of the library. Not caring that he fondly watches you stomp through the library doors with the book still in hand.

“Why won’t he leave me alone?” You dramatically yell upon entering your apartment.

“Who?” Giselle pops up first

“he?” Karina comes out second

“No! no one can talk to you right now. You’re already taken.”Ningning runs out grabbing by your arm as if this was gonna protect you from the boy, who’s not even in the room.

“taken?” everyone except Ningning calls out at the same time.

“By Sohee.”

Instead of a verbal response, you just roll your eyes, Ningning was very persistent, you’ll give her that.

“Okay wait, who's the guy that won’t leave you alone?” Winter asks

“The guy from the coffee shop. It’s like he’s following me around, first at the cafe, then at the party, and now at the library.”

“The party?” Giselle questions “Is that why you left early.”

“That and I didn’t really wanna see Karina making out with a bunch of different strangers.” You admit, subtly gesturing to her with your hand.

“Fair” Karina nods

“Is he cute?” Winter questions

“The contrary! ” You somewhat shout. You’re very driven and determined to prove that you’re not into this guy even though you know it’s a lie. “What's even worse is that he won’t leave me alone and he knows my name.”

“like a stalker?” Giselle suggests

“Probably, this is why I hate men.” You throw your hands up

“But you’ll love Sohee,” Ningning adds.

Some days go by when you don’t run into him. five to be exact but it wasn’t like you were counting. You didn’t wanna see him, but it was torture for you to walk into places and constantly look over your shoulder because you thought he might be right behind you.

You’re sitting at the kitchen counter, head propped up by the knuckle of your hand. You’ve been up for hours trying to finish this paper for your biochemistry class, but you’re not making any progress. There were only two coherent lines written on the paper and a bunch of random letters that appeared when you slammed your head on the keyboard of your computer.

“I am so fucked.” You mutter, head still stuck into your laptop.

Your head stays there just a moment. You just needed a small break, nothing serious, just a small moment to reboot your brain and give you maximum creativity and intellect.

Except it wasn’t just a moment, you had slept through your first two alarms. Head popping the second your alarm begins to ring, immediately your eyes go to the time. “No~.” you groan frustratedly. throwing your legs over the chair and running into your bedroom to get dressed.

luckily you had just enough time to get some coffee and this time you brought your card. You made sure of it.

You walk into the cafe and stand behind the six people who are already in line getting ready to place their orders. Humming along to the tune that they have playing lowly from the speakers, you pull out your phone to kill time, going back and forth through your social media. Until it’s your turn to place the order.

“Good morning, what can I get for you today?” You notice the barista is different from the last one and much more welcoming as well.

“I’ll just take a small iced americano.” You say, pulling out your wallet to pay for the coffee.

“And can I get your name for the order?”

“Y/n”

“Okay, I’ll call out your name when the order is ready.”

“Perfect thank you.” You nod and find a table to go wait, Although it doesn't take long for the man to call your name. You stand up almost as soon as you sit down, pick up your iced drink, and head to the door.

Just moments before you reach the door another man walks into the small coffee shop. You can tell that he’s already preoccupied with his phone to notice that you’re on your way out. So you take the initiative to get out of his way. However, it still doesn’t stop him from bumping into your shoulder and knocking your (thankfully, iced) coffee all over your clothes.

“Watch where you’re going.” He’s the first to yell, he doesn’t bother helping you clean up the mess he made, and he doesn’t even apologize.

The asshole just walks right past you.

“Do you want me to kill him?” “Ye-” You almost say “yes.” on instinct but ultimately refuse and turn around to face the boy behind you. Letting your shoulders relax when you meet his soft eyes and familiar smile. “No, it’s fine.” No matter how hard you try you can’t stop the smile that grows on your lips. Hurrying and looking down before he could see it too.

“I’ll go see if I can get a mop.” he walks away too soon to hear you say “okay.” and you stand there waiting for him with a stupid smile on your face as if you weren’t just wishing he’d vanish less than a week ago.

You’re only able to pull yourself out of your trance when he finally comes back with the mop. You reach to pull the mop out of his hand so you can clean it up but he stops you. “I go this, you can just wait over there. I’ll buy you a new coffee.” As if you weren’t slowly falling for him already.

“Okay.” You nod sheepishly, walking to where he guided you.

You weren’t one to get flustered, and especially not by man. But here you were kicking your feet, blushing and giggling all because someone offered to buy you a new coffee.

It takes only 9 minutes for him to walk back to you with a fresh cup of iced americano. “You didn’t have-” “I know.” he cuts you off, pushing the coffee towards you until you accept it. You finally do after a few moments of just staring at it.

“Thanks,” you say last, receiving the cup from his hand and getting ready to walk away. He lets you make it all the way to the door before he calls to get your attention.

“Wait.” When you stop and turn around he jogs towards you and wraps his jacket around you to cover up the coffee stain that you have smudged into your shirt. “Here.”

You don't fight with him this time because you’d rather wear his jacket down the street than a huge coffee stain on the front of your shirt. “Thanks.” is all you say, as you smile at him one last time. Turning and walking out the door not forgetting to sneak a few last-minute glances at him through the window.

The walk towards your school was like straight out of a movie. You’re grinning from ear to ear, giggling to yourself, and dancing along the sidewalk. Not caring for the strangers that were oddly staring at you.

You could say the coffee gave you energy but really it was the owner of the green varsity jacket you were wearing.

Then that’s when it hits you. You stop dead in your tracks realizing that you have no way to return the jacket after today since it isn’t promised that you’ll see him again.

Without thinking much you turn around and run back to the cafe, fingers crossed that he’ll still be there when you get there

You end up back in front of the cafe, panting and puffing but you still shuffle into the small shop and begin frantically searching for the boy.

He was already long gone, the cafe had picked up activity since you’d left but he was nowhere to be seen.

You’d encountered him four different times and even managed to get his jacket, but you still had yet to learn his name. The only thing you knew about him was that he read romance and that he likes coffee, parties, and apparently the color green.

“Whose jacket is that?” Winter asks from your bed, watching you cautiously hang up the varsity jacket in your closet. You hurry and close the door to restrict her view of the overgarment.

“I bought it the other day.” You spur

“Oh please, that is not your style.” Winter teases when you continue folding all the rest of your laundry.

“I just needed something really quick.” You miss when Gisselle goes into the closet behind you and pulls out the jacket.

“This is a man’s jacket.” She calls out, “I can still smell his cologne.”

“A man’s jacket?” Karina and Ningning suddenly appear out of thin air.

Squeezing your eyes shut before shoving your face into the palms of your hands, you wish you could disappear right there and then. There’s no point in even trying to explain yourself. You doubt you’d even get through the story without smiling.

“Y/n honey, we need to talk.” Ningning reaches for your hand.

“talk?” You ask but get ignored by all four of your roommates. Karina and Winter both guide you to sit on your bed for whatever it is that Ningning has to say. She holds your hand as she looks at you to say “You’re forbidden from ever seeing him again.”

You cry “Wha- forbidden. you can’t do this.” You look around to the rest of the girls to defend you but they do absolutely nothing.

“We've already set you up on a date with your soulmate.” Ningning leans in front of you so you can turn your attention back to her.

“soulmate?” You question first but then circle back to the bigger problem. “A date?”

“You’ve led us to do this.”

“How is this my fault? I didn’t ask for this.”

“we’re worried for you, if you don’t start dating now then when?” Winter interjects.

“This is absurd, I don’t need to date.” You argue but it’s of no use because you still end up at the diner where the girls told you the date was gonna take place.

You’re not really dressed for a date, just a simple pair of jeans, some sneakers, and the oversized green varsity jacket that you acquired two days ago.

Wearing another guy's jacket on a date wasn’t ideal but neither was going on a date against your will.

It was by force obviously, you weren’t here because you wanted to be but because you had no other choice. Ningning threatened to burn all of your prized possessions if you spent less than 30 minutes with the man she’s been dying to set you up with.

Quite frankly you were starting to grow curious about this Sohee guy.

“Table 4” You murmur under your breath, it’s not hard at all to find the table. You knew this diner like the back of your hand since it’s the place that you and your roommates used as a hangout spot since your first year of university. However, you begin to question yourself when you see a familiar face sitting at the table where your date’s supposed to be.

“What are you doing here?” You stop and question.

The bow stands up when he notices you approach him “I’m here to see you.”

“You can’t be here, I have a date.”

“With Sohee?” He asks, but it sounds more like a statement to you.

You’ve seen this before. (not from personal experience of course.) You’re getting stood up by a man you’ve never even met. The funniest part is you never wanted to go on this date in the first place. “Did he bail at the last minute?”

“I don’t think we’ve ever gotten a chance to properly introduce ourselves.” The boy speaks,

“If he’s not coming we don’t need to waste our time, I completely understand.” You halfway turn to leave before he blurts “I’m Sohee.” He holds his hand out.

This was a twist you didn’t even see coming. Looking at him with his hand held out towards you, all you can think about is Ningning trying to convince you that you and him were “written in the stars.”

“Oh, you’re Sohee.” You repeat followed by a laugh of embarrassment. “Sorry about that, I thought-” You’re getting ready to explain yourself but decided against it.

“Do you wanna sit down?” Sohee asks, only after watching you stare nervously at the chair in front of you.

“Oh yeah, that’d be smart.”

Awkward is when you take ten minutes staring at the menu because you thought that would be better than staring at the boy in front of you. Taking your time to read the food items, ingredients, and even calories (which you couldn’t care less about.) Especially when you already knew what you were gonna order anyway. The same thing you always order, A burger with a side of fries and a lemonade.

“I’ve never seen you this shy before.” Sohee interrupts your thoughts as he pulls the menu from your hands.

“I’m not shy, I’m just trying to figure out what I wanna eat.” You spit, pulling the menu back so you can finish wasting time. 10 minutes down, 20 more to go.

“I’m guessing you don’t go on lots of dates.” He continues. You wanna yell at him for talking too much while you’re trying to read, but you don’t. You don’t get the chance to, as soon as you open your mouth the waitress comes out with food.

“We haven’t ordered yet.” You look up to the kind waitress.

“I ordered for you, I wasn’t sure what you might’ve wanted so I just got you a burger.” As if on cue the server places a burger right in front of you, with a cup of lemonade to match.

You wanted to hate him, but boy was he making it so hard.

“If you already ordered, why did you let me spend so much time looking at the menu?” You ask when the waitress leaves.

“In case I got something you didn’t like.” He says casually, reaching for his fork.

Either you're just very simple or he’s made to be the love of your life. it could be both.

“You didn’t have to walk me home.” You’re looking at the ground, watching how your footsteps are in sync with his. It’s pretty dark outside so naturally it’s colder, but for some reason, it doesn’t bother you.

“I wanted to.” He says simply, and the look in his eyes tells you that he’s being sincere.

It falls silent again, still awkward but this time it’s a comfortable awkwardness. And now that you kinda got to know him you realize that he’s not nearly as bad as you thought he was. So much for first impressions.

“We’re here.” You stop right in front of your apartment building, standing on your tippy toes and landing back on your heels.

He first takes a glance at the semi-tall building and then back down at you, who's trying to look anywhere else but him.

“Thank you for agreeing to see me tonight.”

“yeah of course.” You nod even though you were completely against the idea.

“I had fun.”

“Me too.” You nod again.

“So I guess I'll just see you around?” You can tell he’s just stalling now.

“I’ll definitely see you around.” you giggle.

“I guess it’s time for you to go now.”

“I guess so.” you agree

“Well, goodnight.”

“goodnight Sohee.” you watch him walk away, but he’s taking his sweet time. dragging his feet along the ground the farther he walks away from you. You almost find it amusing how dramatic he’s being.

As you get ready to walk in and you grab the ends of the jacket you're wearing you realize that this is the perfect opportunity to return it.

“oh, Sohee.” You only have to call out once for him to come running back to you as if he never left.

“yeah?”

“Your jacket.” He stops you when you’re halfway through pulling it off.

“Keep it, it looks good on you.”

“Are you sure?”

“goodnight, Y/n,” He says last, walking away and leaving you with his jacket.

“How’d it go? What happened? Isn’t he cute?” Ningning bombards you with questions when you first step foot through your door.

“he’s tolerable” You kick off your shoes and throw them off to the side. Then you reach to pull your jacket off, sliding it down your shoulders and hanging it up once you reach your bedroom.

“That’s great, it’s an improvement.”

“If you say so.”

“Did he say anything about the jacket? I told you not to wear the jacket.” Ningning mumbles

“I bet he smelled the other man’s cologne.” Giselle snickers as she walks by.

“He said it looks good on me.” The room goes quiet and everyone stares at you...” Ningning watches you, jaw slacked and dilated pupils.

“Y/n has a boyfriend, Y/n has a boyfriend.” It takes them not even ten seconds to form a circle around you and begin dancing like school children on the playground.

Your favorite time of day is when the sun begins to set. When the sky is painted in shades of orange and pink the birds fly over the sky. Your bedroom is flooded with the natural lighting of the sky, matching the mood of the jazz you have playing in your headphones.

For a moment you sit and gaze out of your window, observing the people walking the streets below you, watching the cars drive past and the trees that sway in the direction of the wind. All of these things distract and entertain you, yet they still remind you of the boy you're trying so hard to forget.

You stand up and close the blinds of your apartment. Blocking out all light, your room drifts into complete darkness, with only peaks of light shining through the cracks.

That’s how it stays when you walk into the kitchen with the rest of your roommates.

‘Oh, there she is.” Karina dramatically announces your appearance when you shuffle into the crowded space. Taking a seat on the stool next to her.

“How come you don’t talk to us anymore?” Giselle asks

“You are being dramatic, we talked this morning.”

“You only asked me if I knew what you did with that hideous green jacket.” She scoffs

“It’s not hideous, you just have no taste.” You playfully scold.

“Whose jacket is that anyway?” Winter speaks up, digging in the fridge to pull out the orange juice. Wincing when Ningning slaps her arm for drinking out of the carton instead of grabbing a cup like everyone else.

“Mine.” You answer.

“No but actually?” Giselle asks, just as curious as the rest of the girls who are all watching and waiting for you to answer the question honestly.

“Some guy let me borrow it because I spilled coffee on myself.” You leave out quite a few details but you’re sure what they don’t know won’t hurt them.

“Okay so wait? Some random guy gave you his jacket-” Winter starts but Karina finishes “And you accepted it.”

“I didn’t wanna walk around with coffee stains.” You shrug.

“This is great, this is great. You’ll just go downstairs and explain that to Sohee so he won’t get the wrong idea.” Ningning claps as she gradually gets closer and tugs at your arm. Completely missing how blatantly confused you are.

“Downstairs?”

“Yeah, in his apartment” She never stops tugging at your arm.

“Wait, he lives here?”

“Yeah? Unit 411.” Ningning finally registers just how confused you are. “Didn’t he tell you?”

Instead of answering her question you run out, leaving her and the rest of the girls as puzzled as you were a few moments ago.

Without thinking much you knock on the door, just to see if what Ningning said was true. But after you knock you start growing anxious, suddenly you can hear your heartbeat and your hands are frantically moving at your side.

In the span of 10 seconds, you check the unit number 12 times just to make sure that you have the right one, and you’re not knocking on someone else's door. Soon you start to wonder what would happen if someone else answered the door.

Just when you come to the conclusion to bail, you hear the doorknob turn and the door opens to reveal the boy you expected to see.

Unfortunately, now that you see him, you realize you hadn’t planned after this point. So you just stare at him eyes wide, unsure of what to say or do. You’re just as shocked as he is when he stares back at you with a matching expression.

You clear your throat before you take the initiative to speak first. “Why didn’t you tell me that you lived here too?”

He answers, “I didn’t wanna scare you.”

“Oh… that makes sense.” You nod, looking down at your pajama pants and bunny slippers.

“Do you wanna come in?” He holds the door open for you to accept his invitation but you shake your head and back up.

“No, I can't, I have to~” You struggle to come up with an excuse. “Finish my laundry.” You finish, nodding as if that’s gonna make him believe you.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you around then?”

“I guess it’ll be hard not to.”

You were never too fond of men.

While most people had a tragic backstory that led them to hate the things they hate, you didn’t.

You weren’t crossed by a man in your past resulting in your blatant hatred of the entire species. Sure you’d had unfavorable interactions with quite a few men in your life, but that wasn’t what led you to dislike them.

It took many years of observation for you to come to your conclusion on the male race. However it didn’t take long for you to learn a few things about them.

But the most important thing was, they were all the same.

That’s what you thought for years, every man, boy, guy, or male is the same. Yet, you find that your conclusion might not be entirely accurate.

Looking at Sohee you feel that he’s different from all the guys you’ve ever come across. He isn’t selfish, or obnoxious. He isn’t entirely full of himself.

He’s actually sweet and easy to be around.

Which was good for you because, since you found out that he lived within a few hundred feet from you he began to follow you around like a puppy.

Whether it was walking you to and from class, or even showing up to your apartment with breakfast.

It was off-putting at first,

You mindlessly strolled down the hallway of your apartment building. You weren’t thinking of anything other than the leftovers you were gonna eat when you finally got home.

Sohee however had different plans. The second you turned the corner you noticed him standing at your door with what looked like a bag of takeout.

Your body goes into shock before you can even comprehend what you’re doing. You hide behind the corner.

You think maybe that’ll buy you enough time to figure out what to do next. You take a deep breath before slapping your hand over your mouth.

You take a look at all the options you have. You could either sneak out through the stairs or you could take your chances with the elevator and hope that the girls aren’t on their way home.

“Who are we hiding from?” Sohee suddenly appears right beside you. Causing you to jump in horror, luckily you were able to come up with a lie on the spot.

“I was just… looking for my earring, I think I might've dropped it.” You pretend to look around for a nonexistent piece of jewelry.

“What does it look like? I'll help you find it.” Rather than making him help you look for something that you knew was never going to be found you concocted another lie.

“uh no it’s okay, they were getting old anyways.” You say, pressing your lips into a thin line.

“Oh well, do you wanna have lunch together?” He grins, holding up the brown paper bag in front of your face.

But over time you’d gotten used to it, and maybe even came to kind of like his dog-like personality.

“So you’re a man-hater” Sohee starts, despite knowing that you hated when people talked while you were reading.

He’s not necessarily an exception but you don’t get as mad about it when he does it. You continue reading, but you spare a moment to respond to him.

“I guess you can say that.” Your eyes are still glued to the words of the book.

“But you like me.” He continues, you make the mistake of pulling your gaze away from your novel, meeting the annoying smirk he has on his face.

You open your mouth to speak but he beats you to it. “You do know I'm a man right?”

“Yes, I know you’re a man. I have eyes.”

You watch his grin grow wider before you go back to reading your book. “And I don't like you, I just don’t hate you as much as the others.”

You say, even though you're sitting in his bed, your hair pushed up into a bun and your glasses hanging loosely above your nose. It’s a Saturday night, you could be doing skin care with your girls or binging cartoons on Netflix. But you chose to be here, in his room spending time with him.

To him, that said a lot.

“Woah, so you're in love with me.” Sohee jokes partly.

“How did you come up with that?” You laugh, turning on your side to face him better.

Sohee shrugs, “It’s a talent.” He wasn’t too far off. You often denied it whenever someone brought it up but if you were being honest. you were falling for him, faster and harder than you liked to admit.

The more you resisted, the easier he made it. There wasn’t anything you could do, it was inevitable.

Almost as if it was fate.

You laugh to yourself thinking about it, laying your book down and fully relaxing into the fluffy white pillows he has aligned on his bed.

You’re fighting against sleep, trying your hardest to keep your heavy eyelids open. Taking long blinks until you finally give in and let yourself fall asleep.

Sohee finally comes back with the water you asked him for but you’re already well into your slumber. He’s sure of it because when he gently calls your name all he gets in response is a soft snore.

Rather than waking you up, he pulls your glasses off, closes them, and lays them on the bedside table. He leaves for a brief moment to get you another cover, laying it over top of you and turning the lights off so you can rest peacefully. While he took the couch for the night.

“Where were you?” Ningning scolds. Not even letting you walk all the way in the door before she starts bombarding you with questions

“Do you know how long I stayed up waiting for you? I was worried sick.” She continues to yell at you when you finally squeeze past her and walk into the apartment.

“You went to sleep at nine.” Winter exposes her

“I was worried sick.” Ningning repeats, swinging her index finger around.

“I slept at Sohee’s.” You say almost in a whisper but Karina is somehow able to hear you all the way from her room.

“What?” She runs out, “You slept at a man's house? With a man?”

“Yes, and that’s all we did. So don’t get your expectations too high.” You scold, specifically pointing your finger at Ningning who’s bouncing with joy. You can already tell what she’s thinking before she even says it.

“No, we didn’t sleep in the same bed,”

The rain outside sounds more like a hail storm than anything else. You just wait by the entrance of the school and contemplate if you wanna walk home in this weather.

The sound of the heavy wind isn’t so convincing but the boy waving at you with a bright smile might be enough to sway you.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, mindlessly walking into the rainstorm to meet him face to face.

“I came to walk you home.” He responds, his smile unwavering.

“You shouldn’t have, you’re all wet now and it’s cold you’re gonna get sick.” You’re scolding him but he’s still grinning at you like an idiot.

“I wanted to.” Is all he says locking eyes with you.

The rain could be snow, the sky might be purple but his eyes, you’re sure are brown. A brown that can only be seen with the help of the sun. Now that the sun was nowhere to be found they were so dark it could be categorized as black.

You find them the most mesmerizing at this moment. You’re staring at him and he’s staring back at you. That’s when you take the opportunity to see how his lips feel, closing in the space in between you that not even a drop of rain can fit through.

Isn’t it crazy how love can be found in the strangest of places, who would’ve thought you’d fall head over heels for the weirdo you met in a coffee shop?

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hakkkuu · 4 months

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Please 🙏🏽 wonbin smut with a noona. Maybe throw in some spitting kink pretty please

You're working as riize staff since predebut. You got recently married and you're in healthy marriage. Now that the guys debutet, you got a lot of work with them. Waking up early to work on the set, making sure the guys have everything they need, leaving the work late at night and of course have a lot of stress.

You're really close with them behind the cameras as you know them for a long time. Especially with the long haired guy, Wonbin.

He may appear as shy and introverted but with you, it's different. Whenever you're around you can hear him getting louder and you never fail to catch him staring at you.

You were preparing the set for their new track "Love 119" together with the fellow staff. That day, Wonbin looked dreamy. Smooth silky hair falling in his eyes, big brown shiny eyes and pink beautiful lips. You never really thought about Wonbin this way. Until now.

You had few little conversations with him that day and you could feel the tension between you too. Hearing him calling you "noona" makes your heart flutter as he sounds so sweet. He's always smiling ear to ear whenever he's talking to you. But something about him feels so off today.

It's already late at night and Wonbin just got off work after recording his solo scenes. You were waiting next to the car on the side waiting for him and Eunseok. Wonbin saw you freezing outside and fastly giving you his jacket. When you looked him in his eyes, they were pitch black full of desire. You never saw him like this. For some reason he looks so much more attractive.

"Let's wait in the car noona" with a little smirk on his face. It was weird but you didn't really suspect anything.

He sat dangerously close to you. Smelling his perfume and feeling his hot heat. You took a deep breath as you were desperate for him. You have never seen a more attractive man in your life, and now he's sitting right next to you. Your husband waiting at home and seeing eunseok with the rest of the staff out of the window. But none of that was on your mind. Just Wonbin.

You could feel wonbin's strong gaze right on you. Hand on your tight, risking it all right then and there. He couldn't wait any longer. Your eyes following his middle finger that's grazing on the skin of your legs, getting closer to where you need it.

"What do you think?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows, and not stopping his ministrations to your right thigh. Your own essence slowly permeating your panties. You are just staring at him. Not quite sure how the two of you lead to this situation but not regretful above all. "Hmm?" he said, licking his forefinger and middle finger, assaulting your right thigh once more. His eyes sparkling while observing his own fingers. He slowly grazed up looking up at you, this time to see how you're reacting to his actions. Your bunned hair exposing your neck and although you were wearing a long sweater, he can see the peak of your breasts poking the material.

"Noona you're wet. Do you want me to help?" he said straight into your ear, his free hand patting your hair and putting behind your ears the strands that were let loose.

You nodded. Eyes closed and allowing yourself to feel Wonbin's sweet little touches. His wet fingers, rubbed the patch and the first contact of his finger to your clothed core almost made you delirious. All the dirty talking he whispered to you worked and when he messaged the patch with his thumb, you could not help but raise your right leg to the edge of the seats to give him more acces.

"Wonbin" you whined. His tongue out as if he was tasting the dry air. "More please" and so he moved the edge of your panties to the side, moaning at the view of your core and carefully touching your exposed clit.

"Noona, you're dripping." When he traced the outline of your clit, you saw stars. The desperation made Wonbin let out a breathy chuckle. He started slowly drawing circles and watching your face contort to pleasure with your eyebrows creased and mouth open. You had not moaned yet aside from the whines you had let out earlier.

"I haven't done anything yet noona" he said, increasing the speed of his touch to your bud and when he did so, the first moan you released sounded so slutty and it made his dick twitch. He continued rubbing circles in there and when he teasingly inserted his middle finger to your hole, you let out a loud, desperate moan. Tears forming in your eyes at how delicious Wonbin's fingers felt.

He leaned to you and pressed his lips to yours. His lips tasted so sweet and gave you butterflies. You could feel his wet tongue in your mouth as you began to suck on it. He let out a breathy moan and then pulled out. Grabbing your face with his free hand and spitting into your mouth. It was unexpected and without any warnings. You liked it. "Swallow it" he said coldly. You scrunched you eyes a little bit and tasted his spit.

"Mmhmm Wonbin give me more" your whining got cut off when he inserted his middle finger inside you, knuckles deep, hitting your sweet spot. His finger is so fast you wonder if it's because of all the training on guitar.

"Do you like it?" he asked while adding another finger and stretching you to oblivion. You tried to close your legs at the overstimulation but he was quick to grab your left leg and pull it apart again.

"Ah Wonbin p-plea" you sobbed, you can't even pronounce a single words that's not his name now. Wonbin felt amazing at the view of you shaking. You tried to pull yourself away from him but he grabbed your hand and press it on his crotch, using the heel of your palm to rub himself and he immediately closes his eyes due to the pleasure he feels. You continued doing so and you felt him grow harder. He spread your legs and bended down to lick at your pussy. The first lick got you screaming, hands that were originally resting on his crotch now pulling onto his hair, arching your hips towards his face so you can feel his tongue more. The tip of his tongue directly poking at your clit and all you could do was let out a series of breathy calls of his name. Wonbin had his eyes closed, both hands keeping your thighs apart and moaning vibrations towards your pussy. He spat on your clit and lapped at it, kissing, spitting and lapping all over again. You pushed his head deeper onto your core, sounds of slurp and wet kisses echoing in the car. You knew you're not gonna last long now.

"Wonbin I'm fucking coming." you said, voice slutty, and face wet with your own tears. So he continued eating you out and poking his tongue in and out your hole. He stopped eating you out to once again insert two fingers to your hole, the rough touch of his fingers was too overwhelming for you, you snapped and released. Whole body shaking and mouth open.

Wonbin looked at you in awe. You look so spent and your pleasured face reeks of sex. If anyone would open the car door right now, they would automatically know you two just had sex even when you still have your clothes on.

Wonbin brushed your hair, removing the tie that kept it in a bun to let your hair fall free. He was smiling at you waiting for you to recover from the orgasm.

When you opened your eyes you got reminded of how innocent and handsome he looks. The Wonbin that brought you to your orgasm looked more like a menace. Not that you hated the view. You returned the smile and although you're tired now, you found it inappropriate to leave him hard.

"How about you?" you asked, leaning in to peck on Wonbin's cheeks. He had his palms rested on your neck, not choking you, just holding loosing.

"You can return the favor some other time, Eunseok is coming"

You will surely return the favor next time.

this was my first work so I understand if it's not really good🤭 if you have any more requests then lemme know..also I will post fake chats, reactions and opinions btw🫶🏼

#riize scenarios #riize smut #riize fanfic #riize hard hours #wonbin #shotaro #sungchan x reader #lee chanyoung #sohee #sungchan #anton #seunghan #eunseok

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ant0nsfirstluv · 6 months

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Riize Romantic Headcanons (2)

A/N: part twooo of my last posts + expanding on certain headcanons ♾️

Warnings: None

More under the cut

Shotaro:

lovesss to hype you, if you ever posted on insta he’d comment so much, repost it on his personal story, text you about how pretty you looked

he’d shamelessly compliment you so often, literally he’d see you for the first time in the day and would just shower you in so much praise and affection

always. taking. photos of you just for him to look at while he’s away or just because you look so goodt

Sends you video clips of him dancing and gets all smiley when you compliment him even though he knowsss he did good

holds you on his back especially if you two have been walking for a while and want to take a break

aggressively supportive !!! literally cheers you on no matter what interest or hobby you decide to take on

Thanks you allll the time and gives you a small kiss each time he does, you could literally just hand him a tissue and he’d be “thank youu 😙”

The least conflicts could ever happen with him tbsh, even if there was a disagreement between you two he’s level headed enough to where you two will somehow someway find a solution

Eunseok:

doesn’t have a specific nickname for you because he’ll just call you his “little [insert random thing]” or “my [insert random thing]

I like to think he’d call you his flower but that’s just me 🌚 leave it up to your imagination

messes with your hair often, sometimes he’ll literally just wordlessly play with it until you snap him back into reality

verrry sudden compliments, out of nowhere he’ll drop the most sweet blush inducing compliment ever and then go back to being stone or messing with you 😭

randomly appears at your house without saying anything, you’d literally be walking around your home and he would just walk in like “hey 🙋”

you two will be in the same place and he’ll still text/facetime you instead of just walking to where you are to tell/show you what he needs to say

he loves staying in with you even if you two do practically nothing he’d be fine with you on his lap while watching tv and snacking

protective but in a very calm sense. helps you avoid things he knows you’re particularly uncomfy with or just borderline keeps you out of harms way by being right by you

Sungchan:

has soft launched you two like 5 million times everybody knows you two are together atp he is NOT slick bro 😭

as I said in the last post he loves kissing your face and I feel like he’d wake you up by giving you some kisses on your cheek while whispering your name

eating together is a must he will literally just text and ask to eat together at your fave restaurant just because and let’s you order wtv you want

has his hands on you in someee type of way literally he finds a way or reason to touch you no matter what he just can’t keep his hands to himself ☹️

would buy matching or similar gym wear for you two if you ever do or want to come to the gym with him, ugh the matching sets would be SO CUTE

will literally have you sit on his back while he does push-ups or see how many times he can squat while holding you

alwaysss reminiscing about moments between you two throughout the relationship the amount of cute convos that happened because of him starting with “babe do you remember when…”

loves being praised by you like your compliments literally make his whole entire day PLEASE DO ! send him sweet motivational goodmorning texts

Wonbin:

let’s keep it real for a moment…he would most definitely call you his pretty girl

has his moments of just staring/adoring you, whether you two are on opposite sides of the room or if he’s right by you while you’re doing something

if you guys don’t know, wonbin has mentioned that he has a habit of doing things 7 times in a row, so ofc in my mind,, he probably kisses you 7 times before you leave his place :( or before you gts

there’s been so many times where he’d be hanging out with the members and will just DISAPPEAR as soon as you ask to hang out, the members will ask where he went and he’s already at your house 😭

if someone made you even slightly visibly uncomfortable or upset he would glare at them until they went/looked away

if a girl tried getting his number or something he’d probably blankly look at them for a good…3 seconds and then just “no 🫤”

no matter where you’re laying down he’ll curl up right next to you or on top of you and he lovesss taking a nap with you

absolutely geeks when you two accidentally match or wear similar outfits he will find out what you’re gonna wear just so he can secretly wear the same thing 🌚

would paint a nail with your initial 🌚 but would get sooo shy when anybody outside of the members asked what the letter meant LOL

Seunghan:

you could be wearing… a plastic bag…and he’ll still be like “you’re so beautiful” like man hello

touching your face is a habit of his, he’ll literally be smiling down at you while stroking your cheek and jawline with his thumb and pointer

whenever you sit on his lap while he’s gaming whenever he has a free hand he’ll take advantage of it to stroke your back or squish your face for a kiss

loves to hear your voice..will call you literally just to hear it you don’t even have to be directly talking to him as long as he can hear you

you’ll be sitting down with the members and he’ll get a tiny bit jealous once you laugh at eunseoks joke a little too hard and he’ll run by, pick you up and run off with you

helps you with your hair whenever you’re struggling with it, as long as you guide him and give him instructions he’ll try his best !!!

I’m sorry but if you ever were irritated or grumpy and accidentally let it slip while with him he’d grab your face and kiss you to shush you 😭

he eats up whenever you’re shy he relishes in it so much he can’t help but want to watch you look away because you can’t keep eye contact

wouldn’t let you be insecure in the slightest you could literally have just woken up lips dry face puffy and he’ll still make you feel so pretty

Sohee:

likes to cuddle with him laying back and you on top of him resting your head in the crook of his neck while he draws patters into your back :(

whenever he tells you goodmorning he always gives you a hug with a good squeeeeze and a quick kiss on your nose or cheek

trust he likes to be babied and spoiled but sometimes he wants to be the gentleman for you too like let him take care of you and nurture you okayyy 💔

sohee’s cute demeanor can make him seem like he’d be shy which could be the case but I can see him being bold or more straightforward when it comes to his affections towards you

like he’ll ask YOU out, he’ll ask if he could kiss you for the first time, he’ll hug you, hold your hand, and ask you on a date first

gloats about you to everyone, the members included, as soon as you post yourself on your story he’s quick to say “ugh my gf is so pretty guys look look look” while mushing his phone in their faces

he is soooo sweet and truly so lovely..but sometimes…you will be a victim of the sassy man apocalypse while you’re with him I’m sorry LMFAOO

like if you forgot to text him before you got back home or if you fell asleep forgetting to call him before you did he’d be so quick to text you “I see how it is 🙄”

or he’d avoid kissing you but as soon as you give up trying to kiss him he’d be SO quick to switch up wanting a kiss IMMEDIATELY begging you for one

Anton:

he would most definitely see cute pics of two animals like some ducks or rabbits snuggling together and will text it to you and be like “us”

hugs from behinddd allll the timeeee even if you two are just standing there he’ll hold onto you from behind and rest his head on your shoulder

pretends to bite you, especially on your shoulder but if he ever did accidentally actually bite you he’d make it up by putting a small peck wherever he did it

kisses your hand and down your forearm because he just likes to tbsh

has you do the most foolish tiktoks with him and yes you guys will have like 300 drafts and yes he makes you two do like 12 takes 😭😭

particular compliments, will call you gorgeous overall but has moments where he tells you a certain color makes you look radiant or when your hair looks extra good

spoils you to oblivion, you have a wishlist frm your fave clothing brand you say 🤔 BOUGHT, he sees some cute matching couple necklaces..SOLD ! you lost your favorite makeup brushes ? HERES SOME NEW ONES !

whenever he flirts and starts getting bold he’ll fold so quick like he’ll build up his courage to be super straight forward but will literally crumble and be a tad bit embarrassed later especially if you repeat what he said LMFAOO

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jjhyn · 2 months

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"melody of a broken heart"

“melody of a broken heart”

pairing: riize anton lee x reader “y/n”

genre: lovers to exes - angst

plot: a happy relationship is what most people want when it comes to finding love. love is a strong word and it can mean a lot of things. you can love a person, a song, a feeling, an item, but what happens when you fall out of love?

warning: not much, a lot of cursing and toxic behavior in a relationship

notes: like i said… i am obsessed with riize lol not proofread and if there are any warnings you’d like me to add pls lmk, as per usual, italics are dialogue. also mentions of riize members and ningning as y/n’s best friend! enjoy!!!

word count: 8142

“hey, what are you doing next weekend?” you ask anton while plopping onto his bed next time. he almost instantly moves over, not in the way so that he could make room for you, but in the way so that he could have some distance from you.

“uhh, i think i’ve got some plans with the guys. gonna hit the studio, i think.” he responds softly, eyes still glued to his phone. “you think..? what you’re not sure about your plans?” you ask, questioning his intention. he drops the phone on his lap with a sigh that turns into a smile, “no, i do have plans this weekend, but what’s up?” he asks while moving closer to you; almost like he noticed that you were starting to get frustrated with his behavior. you stare at him for a moment, your faces are closer now as you’re both laying on your stomachs with your chin propped up by your elbows.

“nothing, i thought you’d want to check out that record shop that just opened downtown.” you say while turning over onto your back. opting to stare into his bedroom ceiling instead of his eyes, a way to avert your true emotions behind what you really want from him. “uhh, maybe. when?” anton asks. you don’t respond for a second, getting lost in thought as your eyes bore holes into anton’s ceiling. “hey!” he says with a playful shove, knocking you out of your thoughts. you take in a big breath before responding, “nothing… i think i’m gonna head home.” you say while rolling off his bed. anton throws his hands up with a shrug, “what? you don’t wanna go to the record store?” he asks. “nah, it’s more your thing anyway. just wanted to ask if you wanted to go but you’re busy so it’s alright.” you explain while slipping your shoes on. “text me when you get home!” anton says as you make your way out of his room. you roll your eyes as you leave, scoffing at the fact that anton didn’t even bother to walk you out of his apartment.

it’s almost 6pm when you leave anton’s place. you don’t live that far and the sun was still up so you didn’t bother walking home. the wind was a bit chilly but the sun felt warm, you were excited for spring; it was your favorite season and luckily your hometown didn’t receive a lot of rain so you were able to enjoy the outdoors before it got too hot outside during the summer.

you passed by a couple corner stores on your way home, popping in to grab a drink and a small snack; opting to eat some donut holes and a bottle of tea for dinner instead of a real meal. before you knew it, you were walking up the stairs to your apartment and jumbling your keys around to unlock the door. when you enter your’re greeted by your small dog. a 3 year old cavalier king charles spaniel named teeny your boyfriend got you on your 2nd anniversary. you bent down to give her some kisses and rub her belly before making your way to your room.

the air was very still in there, almost like it had been unoccupied for months. you crack open a window and change out of your clothes into something more comfortable, a pair of shorts and one of anton’s hoodies you stole. you shuffle into your bed and teeny follows, jumping onto your mattress and making herself comfortable by your legs. you’re munching on a donut hole when you get a text from anton, “you home yet?” he asks. you quickly swipe away he text and go back to scrolling on your phone when another text from anton appears, “don’t even try to ignore me.” you texts with the annoyed face emoji. you find the text kind of cute, especially when he uses emojis, so you give in and respond. “yes, i’m home babe.” you respond quickly as you watch the indicator change from delivered to read. you wait a couple minutes and it continues to stay as a read, getting annoyed that anton doesn’t even bother to respond.

you spend the rest of the night mindlessly scrolling on your phone and playing with teeny, trying to brush away the feeling that your relationship with anton hasn’t been ideal the last few weeks. you suddenly check your phone when you realize it’s now 3am. thankfully you didn’t have work the next day so you didn’t mind. you were going to continue scrolling when your tummy grumbled, you weren’t planning on eating anything but you decided to make ramyeon because it sounded good and you had some green onions about to go bad anyway.

as you made your way to the kitchen with teeny in tow, you decide to watch some instagram stories. some of your friends studying, funny photos of people’s dogs, and you stop in your track when one of anton’s friends, wonbin, story appears and its anton and his friend group. they’re in anton’s room, a room you know far too well, and they were just playing with anton’s instruments. a part of you was a bit hurt he didn’t ask you to stay so you could hang out with them or even ask you to come back after you had got home since you didn’t live too far away. with your appetite gone, you made your way back to your bed, tossed your phone into a pile of clothes in the corner of your room but not before putting it on do not disturb. you shut your eyes and let sleep takeover.

you’re awoken the next day by teeny pawing at your sleeping figure and soft whimpers indicating she was probably hungry. you get up to feed her when you realize it was still dark out. you look around your room to find your phone, which is now under a few old clothes as the pile of clothes before toppled after you tossed your phone. picking it up and checking the time, it reads 8:56pm. had you slept through the whole next day? your phone says it was now the day after which leaves you shocked. you’re thrown off by all of the notifications on your phone, some missed calls and texts from anton, some from your best friend, and to your surprise, a couple from anton’s friend. before you’re able to check out all of the notifications, teeny barks at you reminding you to feed her. “sorry babygirl!” you say while quickly getting up to fill her food bowl downstairs.

you’re trying to catch up on notifcations on your phone while simultaneously filling the food ball, causing you to accidentally overfill the bowl. you don’t mind as teeny is probably starving as she’s gone the whole day without eating since you slept through the whole day. your stomach grumbles at you, reminding you that you as well haven’t eaten all day.

you sat at your kitchen counter for a moment to catch up on what’s been going on, still confused as to how you ended up sleeping for so long.

text message from bestie:

“hey girl! you free this weekend? my parent’s are leaving town so i have the place to myself if you wanna have a sleepover!” sent at 2:33pm

“you okay? you’re probably with anton, just text me if you’re down! you can bring anton and his friends too, seunghan is cute.” sent at 5:56pm

text message from unknown (could be: wonbin):

“hey! you coming to our show this weekend?” sent at 4:27pm

text message from unknown (could be: sohee):

“y/nnnnn, anton said he hasn’t heard from you all day? he’s a bit a sad today :c” sent at 4:48pm

“when did anton’s friends even get my number?” you thought to yourself. you found it a bit weird considering you’ve only met them once but even weirder that it seemed like it was such a big deal you were MIA for a day.

text message from chanyoung <3:

“hey babe, you up?” sent at 9:36am

“come over later?” sent at 10:05am

“are you upset? did i do something???” 10:23am

*missed call at 10:30am*

*missed call at 10:32am*

“y/n if i did something just tell me, you know how much i hate when you ignore me…” sent at 11am

*missed call at 11:16am*

*missed call at 12:32pm*

*missed call at 1:03pm*

“i stopped by and you weren’t home? i heard teeny barking but it seemed like you aren’t home. just text me when you can i guess…” sent at 3:21pm

*missed call at 4:06pm*

“just got to sungchan-hyungs for practice, we’re working on a new song today.” sent at 4:09pm

“what’s going on? where are you?? i just hope you’re ok…” sent at 7:19pm

you were a bit perplexed, nothing happened the whole, at least for you, but it seemed like it was such a big deal to everyone else you were gone. it wasn’t like this just yesterday, when it seemed like anton couldn’t care less about you; disregarding your efforts to spend time and barely acknowledging your presence while laying next to him.

you sit in silence for a minute and realize teeny had devoured her bowl of food and was now staring at you with her head tilted. “outside?” you quickly ask and she does a spin followed by a bark. you walk towards your front door and let her out onto the front yard. you take a seat on the steps in front of your home and decide to give anton a call.

“y/n? oh my gosh, where are you? are you okay?” he instantly answers and begins to ask questions. “anton, i’m fine. i just slept through the whole day is all.” you explain shortly. you hear him release a heavy sigh of relief. “you scared me…” he says softly. you heart melts a little, whenever anton acts endearingly always makes your heart flutter. “i’m okay, don’t worry. thank you for worrying about me but i was just really tired.” you explain further.

“did you have dinner already? i quite literally haven’t eaten all day so i’m pretty hungry.” you ask anton, hoping he would come have dinner with you. “i could eat!” he says. “cool, your place or mine?” you ask him getting up from your spot on the stairs. “i’ll come to you, you’re probably tired and i started walking over as soon as i got your call.” you can’t help but smile at his words. feeling as if the negativity you were so focused on yesterday within your relationship could’ve all just been in your head. “ok! i’ll start the ramyeon so it’s almost ready by the time you get here.” you say your quick goodbyes before entering your home and calling for teeny to follow suit.

the noodles are a few minutes from being finished by the time anton knocks on your door. you open it and you’re instantly engulfed in his arms. he’s rubbing your back and squeezing you, “you need to stop putting your phone on do not disturb, i thought you died or got kidnapped.” he says into the top of your head. for a moment you just enjoy being in his arms, the smell of his hoodie, and the feeling of his broad shoulders and strong arms wrapping around you. you peek out from his chest to look at him, “you’re so dramatic, come on the food is almost done.” you say, breaking away from the hug and taking the pot of noodles off the stove.

“i’m not hungry, just have it all.” he says to which your smile drops a bit. “what? i thought you were going to have dinner with me?” you say trying to hide your sadness. “i just got back from dinner but i wanted to make sure you ate.” he says taking a seat at the kitchen counter, picking up teeny off the floor, “poor teeny, she was probably so worried about her mommy being passed out all day.” he says jokingly. a part of you is trying not to overthink, the negative thoughts of your relationship were starting to fill your head again and you were trying your best to keep them out.

you take a seat across from anton on the counter and begin to eat your food. not caring that it was still very hot because you were starving. you’re eating in silence after realizing anton hasn’t really said anything. you look up and see he’s on his phone again, smiling, and occasionally letting out a chuckle. “what’s so funny?” you ask, wanting to actually spend time with him and not just feel like he was some guy in your home. “huh? oh, nothing. shotaro-hyung just sent me a funny video of eunseok-hyung.” he quickly explains, going back to putting all of his attention to his phone.

you remember the text you got from wonbin, about their show this weekend. “sooo, are you busy all weekend? maybe we can still check out that record store if you’ve got time?” you ask, almost testing him to see if you could catch him in a lie of some sort.

“mmm, yeah. i’ve got practice saturday and sunday my grandparents are coming to visit.” he says without even looking up from his phone. you could almost feel a piece of your heart break. it’s not like he told a huge lie but he still lied. instead of being honest and inviting you to his show, he made an excuse not to be around you. you sadly look down and went back to quietly eating your dinner.

anton left not much later after you had finished your dinner. dumping your dishes into the sink. you were starting to think that all of these negative thoughts you’ve been having wasn’t only in your head and maybe it was the reality of your relationship with anton. you were about to take a shower when your phone begins to ring.

“y/n! where the hell have you been!!” your best friend, ningning yells after you answer the phone. “sorry ning! i slept through the whole day, i just finished dinner, was about to shower when you called.” you say apologetically. “i was so ready to bust your door down but i figured your boyfriend would do it.” she say while laughing. “yeah… something like that.” you say quietly. ningning could instantly tell something was off, “what’s wrong?” she asks. “and don’t even try to tell me nothing is wrong. we’ve been friends since we could count to 10.” she says almost threateningly. you laugh for a short moment before explaining your theories about your relationship and how lately it hasn’t really felt like a relationship.

“my offer stills stands! come over for the weekend? we could have a sleepover just like old times, i can pick you up right now.” ningning says trying to find a way to cheer you up. she’s always been by your side and someone you could truly rely on. after high school, you and anton went to the same university for a year. he dropped out the next year to pursue music and ningning transferred to a private university a couple cities away so you rarely see each other anymore. “you know what, i’m not even taking no as an answer. pack a bag and be ready when i get there.” she says and you can hear her grab her car keys. “ning, i'm naked right now i was about to shower.” you say even though you haven’t even taken anything off. “girl, i don’t care. shower at my place, i’m on my way. byeee!” she says before ending the call. you scoff and drop your head a bit with a sigh.

half an hour later, ningning is at your front door, hip out and head tilted waiting for you. she picks up teeny and grabs your weekend bag. “thanks ning” you say softly as she places your bag and dog into the back seat. the ride to ningnings apartment felt short, you mostly looked out the window while sang along to the radio.

you settled into her apartment, letting teeny roam free. “so… anton. what’s going on?” she asks. you plop down onto her bed face into the mattress. you mumble some words before ningning cuts you off, “girl i can’t hear a thing you’re saying.” she says to which you turn your head towards her; explaining in further detail the last few days and adding the fact that he lied to you about his whereabouts this weekend.

“that jerk!” ningning says with a high pitched gasp. “do you want me to punch him? i’ll do it!” at this point ningning is now standing up on her bed with hands on her hips. “i’ll break his guitar or that little computer he always walks around with. i’ll even take on his friends, i can take down the big ones!” she says while punching her fist into her other hand. you grab her hands and drag her to sit back down. “no one is punching or taking anyone down ningning.” you say trying to calm her down. “i’m serious y/n! i’ll break his nose!” she says almost yelling. “yizhuo!” you exclaim and ningning instantly comes to her senses. you’ve always done this with her, whenever she gets too riled up you’d just call her by her traditional name and she’d snap out of it like a mom called their child their full name when they’re in trouble.

the rest of the night goes smoothly. you take a shower while ningning spends some time of teeny. you do typical girl sleepover activities like doing your nails, skincare, watching movies, and eating snacks. you’re getting ready for bed when ningning lets out a high pitched gasp followed by a devious facial expression. “what? why? why are you making that face, i hate when you make that face, it means you’re up to something.” you say while trying to hide under the blanket. ningning jumps on the bed, startly teeny causing her to jump off the bed and continue her sleep on the floor near ningning’s stack of plushies. “i have a brilliant plan! what if we went to his show?” she suggests. you make a face at her, “what? that’s stupid i’m mad at him i don’t wanna see him!” you defend. “okay, but think about it. imagine how bad he’ll feel after seeing you there and you weren’t even invited.” she explains to which you respond by showing her wonbin’s text, which is kind of an invite.

ningning snatches your phone and types something and tosses it back to you. “what did you do?” you say when your phone surprisingly gets a text.

text message from wonbin:

“sure thing! we’re playing at 8pm saturday night, here’s the address. see you and your friend there!”

“Seven Sirens, 127 N St”

wonbin had texted you back with the details of their show and the address. a local bar named seven sirens. you’d been there a few times with anton, once being where you had your first fight. “ningning i can’t believe you texted him.” you say and ningning grabs your phone. “i can’t believe he responded so fast.” she says while reading the text.

“what if wonbin tells anton i’m coming? then it defeats the whole purpose!” you explain and ningning begins typing again on your phone. “already ahead of you babe.” she says and hands you your phone afterwards. she had texted wonbin that you showing up was a surprise and not to tell anton. you look at her with a straight face and she just smiles and shrugs. “come on, let’s go to sleep, we have a big day tomorrow!” she says while getting under the blankets and turning off the lights.

your follow ningning and try to get some sleep but sleep doesn’t come as easy to you as it does ningning. in just a few moments you can hear her soft snores while you’re awake for another hour worrying about the events that are going to unravel saturday night.

you’re awoken by ningning jumping on the bed followed by teeny also jumping onto the bed and barking. “come on y/n wake up! i ordered breakfast it should be here soon.” she says while pulling the blankets off of you. you get up with a stretch and follow ningning into her kitchen. just as you’re sitting down at her dining table, her doorbell rings, she runs to grab the food at her doorstep and sets it up on the table. “you should stop ordering out so much, your bank account is going to hate you.” you say while scooping some eggs and fruit onto your plate. “eh, it already hates me. plus i don’t know how to cook, do you want me to burn down my apartment?” she says while taking a bite out of her croissant. “true…” you quickly respond and the two of you finish breakfast while teeny eats out of the bowl you brought with you in your weekend bag.

it’s a couple hours later when you and ningning start to get ready for the show. you’re starting to get nervous again when ningning comes up behind you, she wraps her arms aroud your neck and settles her head on top of yours. “we don’t have to do this. i know i was being a little crazy last night but if it’s too much for you we can stay home.” she says trying to comfort you. you look at her through the mirror you’re currently sitting in front of for a moment before responding, “no… i feel like we need to go.” you say and a smile breaks out onto ningning’s face. “ugh! thank god, i was going to be bummed if you wanted to stay home!” she says with a laugh as she retreats into her closet to change. you shake your head and laugh with her.

it’s 7:29pm when the two of you finish getting ready. ningning is in low cut black flared leather pants, a baby blue tube top with an image of a bear on it, a pink knit bolero, and platform heels. you were dressed in a two piece green silk crop top and skirt that landed a couple inches above your knees paired with matching heels. you thanked ningning for the outfit as she put on perfume. “no problem bestie” she says. “come on, uber is here!” ningning says while grabbing your hand leading you to the front door. you knelt down towards teeny before you left, “be a good girl teeny! don’t poop or pee on anything besides your doggy pad.” you say before patting her head and leaving.

the uber ride to the show felt like an eternity. it felt like the longer you were in the car the less you could breathe. ningning noticed this through your leg bouncing, she asks the driver to roll down a window and she places her hand on your knee and softly rubs it. “its okay, if at any moment you wanna leave, we leave okay?” she says trying to comfort you. you nod worriedly and the car comes to a halt, “we’re here ladies.” the driver says. you and ningning exit the car and thank the driver before he speeds off.

ningning holds your hand, guiding you towards the entrance of the pub; a bright red neon sign that reads “Seven Sirens”. as ningning pulls you to enter the building, you halt, causing ningning to slightly trip on and turn around. “are you ok? do you wanna go?” she asks while coming closer to you. you’re staring at the neon sign, the red light illuminating your face, slightly blinding your vision. the neon sign slightly flickers and the light fades for a moment before coming back on. ningning squeezes your hand softly, trying to get your attention. “y/n?” she says. you let out a deep breath, “come on.” you say and now you’re the one dragging her into the pub.

you and ningning are finding your way through the crowd, it’s a lot bigger inside than it seems and the place was packed. a part of you feeling more hurt that there was such a big turnout and anton didn’t invite you. such a special moment for him to be able to perform the music he makes for such a huge crowd and you would’ve missed it. now you were there, somewhat of an imposter; knowing anton didn’t want you there, almost as if you were trespassing. you and ningning push pass a couple patrons, some college guys grabbing drinks for the weekend, some middle aged women who seem to be trying to enjoy some time away from their families, and definitely some underaged people who somehow got in, probably with a fake ID.

you find your way to the bar, resting your arms on the counter while you and ningning catch your breath. it felt so stuffy in there you almost forgot that you were anxious about something else in the first place. “what can i get you two lovely ladies?” the bartender asks. a guy who looked to be in his late twenties, tattoos run down his left arm. you’re still catching your breath so ningning decides to order for the two of you. “yeah, just 2 vodka sodas please. heavy lime, thanks.” she says while handing him her card to start a tab. “you ok?” she says while rubbing your back. “yeah i’m good. i think i just need a drink.” you say while looking at her. the bartender soon hands the two of you your drinks. you grab it from him and down the whole thing, ningning just stares at you in awe. “damn girl, slow down.” she says jokingly. you slam the glass on the counter and wince, the alcohol burning on it’s way down.

ningning is sipping on her drink and looking into the crowd when she spots wonbin who seems to be making his way over to the two of you. she slaps your shoulder to try to get your attention. you look at her confused and see that she’s slightly pointing her head into a specific direction. you find wonbin who was now approaching and you straighten up. “hey! you made it!” he says with a toothy smile. “yeah! we’re just grabbing a drink.” you say and turn to look at ningning and realize she’s giving heart eyes and twirling her hair while looking at wonbin. you swat her arm, “right ning?” you say and she snaps out of her trance. “yeah.” she says while smiling and extending her hand to wonbin, “i’m ningning by the way.” wonbin accepts her hand and shakes it. “wonbin!” he says with a smile and slight blush.

“you want me to grab chanyoung?” wonbin asks, pointing somewhere into the back of the pub. “no!” you exclaim slightly scaring him. you awkwardly chuckle, “she’s here to surprise him. he thinks she’s out of town.” ningning explains. wonbin nods, remembering the text you had sent him the night before. “oh yeah! cool well, i hope you guys enjoy the show. we’re performing a new song anton wrote. i gotta go get ready.” he says giving the two of you a quick hug before running off to the back.

“he’s so dreamy…” ningning says staring out to the direction wonbin left. “ningning focus! i can’t have you losing focus i can barely think right now.” you say while turning around to ask the bartender for another drink. “okay so what do we do? do we just jump him after the show?” ningning asks still sipping on her first drink. “what? no, i’m just going to walk up to him and if he tries some shit about me being here then i’m going to confront him.” you say finishing your drink. you turn around to set down your glass when you hear a voice you know all to well speak into a microphone.

“hey everyone! i hope you’re having a fun night so far, we’re riize and we hope you enjoy are set.” anton says before he steps back and grabs his guitar. you recognize all of his friends on the stage. wonbin and eunseok had guitars, sohee and seunghan front and center on the mic, shotaro on drums, anton on the keyboard, and sungchan on bass. “come on, let’s get closer.” ningning says grabbing your hand as she pushes through the crowd. “not too close ning! i don’t want him to see me.” you say and she stops with just a few people in front of her. “this should be good.” she says. “just hide behind me if he looks over here.”

they begin to sing, playing songs you’ve heard before. some of them were original songs the group worked together to write and others were renditions of popular songs. you watched anton intensely, especially when it was his turn to sing. you almost felt bad and that you couldn’t enjoy his beautiful voice because of how upset you were. maybe you were just overthinking? maybe he didn’t invite you because he forgot? or he was shy? you’re taken out of your thoughts when the song ends and anton speaks up again. “this next song is a new one we’ve been practicing. i’ve been working on it for a while now and it’s a bit personal. it’s called falling.” he says. anton generally writes somewhat happy songs so when he mentions the song was personal you couldn’t help but feel something in the pit of your stomach.

the song begins and it’s a lot slower than the other songs they performed. you made sure to pay attention to the lyrics because it was a song you hadn’t heard before. you realize the song had a very somber and sad tone. anton begins to sing his part when you notice the lyrics he’s singing are about falling out of love with someone. the song building into the chorus with sohee taking over, singing about losing interest and not knowing how to be happy anymore because you don’t have the same kind of love for the person you used to love so much. you’re starting to realize the song is about you and anton’s relationship.

seunghan and anton share the bridge of the song, singing about creating distance between yourself and the other person because “distance makes the love grow fonder” but he realizes that it only makes him realize the distance is confirming his loss of love. each word anton beautifully sings is like a knife to your heart. tears begin to fall uncontrollably down your face so you wipe your eyes. when you open them again you see anton is looking right at you. the two of you make eye contact as the song ends. the group all stand together to bow at the front of the stage but anton is still fixated on you. you shake your head at him and head towards the exit of the building.

ningning follows closely behind, making sure to be there for you as your tears continue to fall. the two of you make it outside and the first thing you do is run your hands through your hair and let out a groan. “hey, i’m so sorry babe. it’s going to be okay.” ningning says while giving you a hug. you hug her back and cry into her shoulder as she comforts you on the street outside the pub.

anton jumps off the stage and runs after you. the rest of the members are surprised by his actions as they watch anton push through the crowd towards the exit. he finally makes it to the exit when he finds you crying into ningning’s shoulder.

“babe…” anton says softly. you raise your head from ningning’s shoulder, seeing anton in that moment made something go haywire in your head. you let ningning go and walk towards him. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” you say almost in a whisper. anton is speechless. shaking his head back and forth and retracting his hands. trying to come up with some explanation but no words were coming out and his own body was betraying him; stiffening and unable to even move.

“is this your sick way of telling me you wanna break up?” you ask, voice slightly rising. “you didn’t even invite me to this show… and now i know why.” you turn around shortly but go back to facing him. “you have nothing to say?” you question him, moving closer to his standing figure. “you had so much to say on stage but now it’s nothing?”...

“what did i ever do to you anton? i did my best to be the most loving and supportive girlfriend i could be. i was there for you every step of the way, from our first day of college to even helping you convince your parents that dropping out & pursuing music was okay.” anton was going to speak but you cut him off, “i’m not done!” you say, now yelling. people on the street were starting to stare but you didn’t care.

anton’s friends pile out of the pub and find the two of you arguing. “everything okay?” sungchan asks. “no! it’s not!” you yell back. “anton wrote that fucking song about me. the one about falling out of love? yeah that had our relationship written all over it. you think i wouldn’t be able to tell that it was about us?” you ask him and again he had nothing to say. “you’re a joke… and we’re done.” you say as you got close to his face. you stare at each other for a moment before you swiftly turn around and start walking down the street. “where are you going?” anton finally speaks up. “anywhere but here!” you say with a middle finger in the air.

ningning lets you walk alone for a bit, before joining you she turns around and throws her drink at anton. “you’re a dick.” ningning says and scroffs. she could hear “oohs” and “ahhs” from the guys and random people on the street. “okay, i deserve that.” anton says while wiping his face. “you deserve more than that. but i’m not going to waste anymore time on you than y/n has on your relationship.” she says before jogging after you.

you and ningning return to her aprtment and the two of you spend the rest of the night in her bed with ningning consoling you. she’s never seen you so heartbroken before. she’s seen you go through breakups before but this one seems so different from the others. “i’m so stupid ning… i saw all of the signs. i spent so many nights, awake and worried he didn’t love me anymore; and i was right…” ningning heard you say while you turned away from her facing the wall.

“y/n…” she says while sitting up and so do you. “you’re not stupid. it’s not your fault you chose love and anton was too dense to see how much love you gave him.” she said while putting her arm around you. “it doesn’t matter what reason he has for falling out of love with you because you put so much of yourself into your relationship. so much to the point you were starting to love him more than you loved yourself and maybe this is a sign for you to take back that love and put it back into love yourself…” you don’t respond but the two of you stay like that for a moment before you fall asleep. ningning tucks in and falls asleep next to you, closing her eyes and hoping that you’d take her words seriously. that you deserve the love you so freely give others.

it was the next day, you spent all of sunday in bed with ningning. it felt just like the old days, whenever one of you would go through a breakup in high school you’d spend the night at each other’s house while the other cried it out. it felt comforting to know after all these years you and ningning could really count on one another, like you were actually sisters. “you sure you wanna go home? you can stay here for as long as you need.” she says while carrying teeny in her arms. “yeah i’m sure, i should probably go home. classes start again next week and i have some stuff to catch up on anyways.” you explain while packing up the last of your things into your bag. “you’re welcome here whenever and for however long. always!” she says while giving you a hug.

your phone dings letting you know your uber was here, “you know you didn’t have to get an uber, i could’ve driven you.” she says while putting her hand on your shoulder. “no ningning, you’ve already done enough for me this weekend.” you say while grabbing her hand. you say your last goodbyes and hug before entering your uber. once inside you roll down the window and thank her for all of her support and kindness and as you drive off you can still see ningning standing at the front of her apartment building waving at you.

text message from bestie:

“text me when you get home ok? love you always!!” sent just now

after a somewhat long uber ride home, the driver drops you off just around the corner of your home. you thank him for his service, grab your bag and teeny and make your way home when you see anton sitting on the stairs in front of your home. you stop in your steps and he looks up at you and stands. you don’t know what to say and you definitely weren’t expecting to see him, especially not this soon. teeny barks at her dad and she wiggles out of your arms and runs over to him. he kneels down to her and pets her, giving her a small hug.

you muster up the courage to walk up to him, now standing next to him on the stairs, you just stare at him. you’re looking up at him into his eyes, trying to fight back tears. it seems he was going to begin to say something when you turn away to open the door and enter your home. teeny follows and so does anton but not before you close the door in his face before you could enter. anton sighs and thinks to himself that this was going to be a lot harder than he thought.

he softly knocks on the door, you contemplate just leaving him our there and just completing ignoring him. however, teeny’s barks and your curiousity get the better of you. you simply couldn’t rest without knowing how you got here. feeling so alone, unloved, and in desperate need of clarity.

anton was about to knock again when the door swings open. you don’t even bother to wait for him to enter, you just open the door and walk upstairs to your room. he enters and closes the door behind him, following you upstairs into your room he knows all so well.

he approaches your room, he softly pushes the door open and finds you unpacking your things. you’re walking back and forth from your bag on your bed, to your closet, to your dresser, back to the bed. he takes a seat on your bean bag chair. he remembers when he helped you bring it home. the bag was so heavy you could barely drag it around. he carried it up the stairs for you and almost fell a couple times, a smile breaks out onto his face but it quickly fades, “what are you smiling about?” you ask bitterly. he looks up at you from his seat, he doesn’t say anything causing you to roll your eyes and continuing to put your things away.

“are you just here to sit around? if so you can do that in your own home, i don’t wanna see you right now.” you say as you toss a sweater into you hamper. “if you didn’t want to see me why’d you let me in?” he asks, getting up from his seat and wrapping his arms around your waist from the back. you know this position all too well. anton knows it’s your weakness, in the past whenever you’ve felt sad or upset he would put you in this position. he’d hug you from behind, set his head on top of yours and sway you left and right, and it always worked. but not this time.

you roughly push him off of you and you turn around to see him with his hands up like he’s been caught doing something he shouldn’t have. “what do you want chanyoung?” you ask. he sighs before responding, “i wanna talk… about us.” he says. you scoff, “how cliche. there’s not any talking we need to do, especially about us. you said enough in your little song saturday night.” you say with such anger that he winces a bit. as if he could feel each word you spoke like a dagger to his heart the way your own heart broke with each lyric he sang. “you weren’t supposed to hear that song… i didn’t invite you because-” you cut him off mid sentence. “because what anton? huh? you think it makes me feel better that you didn’t want me to hear about how you’re falling out of love with me? or the fact that you probably don’t even love me anymore? is that what you didn’t want me to hear?” your voice raised, veins starting to become prominent in your neck, and the redness beginning to creep its way across your cheeks.

“it doesn’t fucking matter if i was there or not last night. you wrote the song regardless! whether or not i was there, you would’ve still felt that way. me being there only made it more real because you!” you stop halfway to catch your breath. you aren’t used to yelling this much so your voice has already begun to become hoarse. “because you had to live with the fact that you wrote a stupid fucking song about how you don’t love me anymore while i stood there like a dumbass listening to that song.” you spoke in a whisper.

you were crying again, something you had become used to for the last few days. “you made me look so stupid. do you even know how i would’ve felt? especially if i didn’t show up and hear that song. i would’ve been walking around without a clue in the world that my boyfriend not only wrote a song about not loving me but also performed it to a room full of strangers. like i’m some naive, stupid, clueless little girl grasping onto the last bit of hope that this relationship wasn’t failing.”

anton stands up and tries to reach for your hands but you reject his offer and hide them behind your back. “listen…” he starts. “i didn’t want to invite you because i didn’t know how to tell you how i felt.” he says and his explanation only makes you angrier. “so you decide to fucking write a song and perform to a bunch of fucking people are you kidding me?” you say, dumbfounded at his response as if it was supposed to justify any of this. “you think that makes me feel better?” you ask.

“no, i didn’t mean it like that. i just-” he starts and stops, trying to collect his thoughts so he could properly tell you how he feels. he takes a deep sigh and starts over, “i didn’t know how to tell you, so i wrote a song. i didn’t plan on performing at all but the guys heard me singing it and thought we should perform it for the show. they don’t even know it was about you.” he says and some clarity has begun to find its way into your head. “it doesn’t matter anton. you still wrote the song, i would’ve rather you wrote a fucking diary entry than a song.” you’re still frustrated and it doesn’t seem like anton is getting it through his head.

“i know how much you love music and making music, but turning this into a song before you could even tell me about hurts so much more.” you sit down on your bed, you’re starting to get lightheaded from the yelling and if you’re being honest, you’ve barely slept the last few days. “why couldn’t you have just told me?” you say looking up at him, tears still in your eyes. “you haven’t even told me how you really feel and then i have to learn about it through some song you decided to hide from me?”

anton joins you on your bed and finally is able to get ahold of your hands in his. “i’m so sorry that this is how everything turned out. i know i haven’t been the best boyfriend for a while now, i’ve been distant, and whenever we’re together it seems like my mind is somewhere else. i’ve lied to you, i’ve hidden things from, and you don’t deserve that…” anton says with a quiver in his voice. you can tell he’s fighting back tears but a part of you doesn’t feel any sympathy for him. “i’m sorry y/n, i truly am. but you deserve someone who can give you the love i can’t.” he says and your heart completely shatters.

the small sliver of hope you had that you could patch up your relationship and work through this was now gone. he doesn’t love you anymore and you don’t even know how long he’s felt this way. you take your hands back, wiping your tears from your face, and stand up. you walk towards your bedroom door with a hand pointed outwards. “get out.” you simply say.

“what?” anton says, confused. “i didn’t stutter. get. out.” you say firmly. anton begins to walk towards you and he begins to say something but you cut him off before he could even get a word out, “i don’t care what you have to say. just get out.” you say without even looking at him. anton’s heart is aching; seeing you like this hurt him and knowing it was because of him only hurt him more. he walked with his head low out of your home. teeny barking at him as he left almost as if she understood what happened and she was also giving him a piece of her mind.

you could hear the front door shut behind anton. you quickly run downstairs to lock it and watch him leave through the peep hole. he was slowly leaving your home, walking away from you, and your relationship. a part of you wants to open the door and run into his arms but he’s let you walk away way too many times without coming after you that you decide against it. fighting back the urge to want to fix this because it’s not yours to fix, because you weren’t the one who broke it. no matter how many times you walked away, anton never followed you. nor did he understand that you weren’t walking away, you were being pushed away, by him.

you slid down the front door and broke down into tears again. thinking about how just a few weeks ago everything seemed so normal, but you guess anton was better at hiding his feelings then than he was now. teeny walks towards you, nudging your arm with her hand, gesturing to give you a hug. you open your arms and she snuggles into your arms, “just me and you, teeny.” you say while standing up to go to your bed.

you spend the next hour talking to ningning on the phone, catching her up on what happened. she again, threatens to beat anton up, and as much as you want to; you reject her offers. you’re sleepless that night, going from crying every couple hours, to pondering about where things went wrong. could it have been your fault? were you not loving enough? were you not deserving to be loved?

you asked yourself endless questions until you fell asleep. the sounds of your choked up tears and sadness filling your room. the sounds of your own crying lulling you to sleep, almost like it was the melody of a broken heart.

all writing here is fiction & not in any association with characters mentioned.

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