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Harry Potter OCs- Others

A/N #1: I decided to divide my ocs for Harry Potter since there are so many. These specific ocs are mostly just side characters that I may mention in my fics. I just figured it would be easier to show you them than to have you guess because I'm lowkey bad at descriptions lol. Some may have their own fic but for the most part they're just secondary characters.

A/N #2: Some ocs have two pictures. The first pic under each description is the oc as a student then the second is them after Hogwarts

Marauders Era

Golden Trio Era

OC Count: 11

Name: Cairo William Lupin

NickName(s): Kai/Cai

Birthday: January 4, 1959

House: Gryffindor

Career (after Hogwarts): Magizoologist

Status: Halfblood

Patronus: Koala

Likes: Relaxing, writing, rainy days, sketching, spicy food

Dislikes: Werewolves (aside from Remus uwu), loud music, sour candy, coffee, outdoors

Personality: Calm, relaxed, chill, cautious, sweet

Ship: Isadora Diamandis

Notes:

Cairo is not a werewolf but he’d do anything so his baby brother wouldn’t have to suffer that fate

People often wonder how he and Isadora fell in love because they are opposites

Name: Isadora Artemis Diamandis

NickName(s): Issa, Dora

Birthday: May 16, 1961

House: Ravenclaw

Career (after Hogwarts): Tutor for magic

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Peacock

Likes: Dancing, music, sunshine, flying, colorful things

Dislikes: Being bored, negativity, darkness, sadness, responsibility

Personality: Happy, eccentric, excitable, compassionate, curious

Ship: Cairo Lupin

Notes:

I read somewhere that Pandora Lovegood’s maiden Name would be something Greek so I found a Name that I liked and rolled with it. Isadora is Pandora’s younger sister btw

After Pandora died, rather than grieving for a long time, Isadora embraced the colorful wardrobe her sister used to have

They were close as two peas in a pod until Pandora died, and Isadora was devastated by it

Name: Judith Clara Stix

NickName(s): Judy

Sibling(s): Jessica Stix

Birthday: January 13, 1982

House: Ravenclaw

Status: Halfblood

Patronus: Kneazle

Likes: Oceans, cooking, forests, thriller books, hot chocolate

Dislikes: Spiders, darkness, coffee, chalk, closed spaces

Personality: Passionate, witty, kind, loving, careful

Ship: Seamus Finnigan

Full name: Odette Jewel Arquette

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: May 1, 1976

House: Papillonlisse (Beauxbatons equivalent to Gryffindor)

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Swan

Likes: Fashion, designing, spring, sweets, interior design

Dislikes: Chores, outdoors, sour candy, yelling, harsh criticism

Personality: Crafty, detail-oriented, intricate, artistic, classy

Ship: Davet Dumont (Frenchman from Beauxbatons)

Notes:

She’s mostly unseen because she had graduated before the events of Goblet of Fire

She now works under Madame Maxime (headmistress of Beauxbatons) as her assistant

Full name: Noelle Juliette Arquette

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: December 24, 1977

House: Ombrelune (Beauxbatons equivalent to Ravenclaw/Slytherin)

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Reindeer

Likes: Learning, riddles, Christmas, her sisters, studying, bonfires

Dislikes: Slander, physical work, fireworks, dogs (allergic), trying new things

Personality: Clever, intellectual, careful, mindful, witty

Ship: Roger Davies (Ravenclaw boy)

Notes:

She and Fleur are best friends (they met because they’re the same age and are in the same house (they also share a dorm))

She met Roger at the Yule Ball, where he had been Fleur’s date. After Fleur showed no interest in him romantically, Noelle pursued him

Name: Aquilia Willow Black

Nickname(s): Ilia, Lia,

Parents: Sirius Black, Auradona Ferns (deceased)

Birthday: February 28, 1980

House: Gryffindor

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Bay Mare

Likes: Music, learning spells, learning about her mother, playing piano, dancing

Dislikes: Sirius, potions, Umbridge, bullying, exercise

Personality: Scared, strong-willed, passionate, loving (conditionally),

Ship (if any): Terrence Higgs

Extra info:

Aquilia met Terrence through Draco when she went to him about her dark mark

The three got close and while Draco has Cecily, Aquilia and Terrence go out and eventually become a couple

She and Draco convince Terrence to fight on the good side with them

They're both there for her the first time she and Sirius try to make amends

Sirius doesn't trust the guys at first but the trio os a packaged deal so he would have to get over it

Full name: Elsa Liviana Lionel

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: May 8, 1979

House: Gryffindor

Status: Halfblood

Patronus: Asiatic Lion

Likes: Hugs, animals, vanilla, nice shoes, outdoors

Dislikes: complaining, detention, strawberries, cowardice, sparring

Personality: Courageous, determined, daring, chivalrous, adventurous

Ship: Lee Jordan

Notes:

Elsa and Lee actually met through Vega since he’s a quidditch commentator

Sometimes when she has time she’ll help commentate games and is usually Lee’s censor

Full name: Brooke Alayea Dimas

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: August 30,1980

House: Hufflepuff

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Honey Badger

Likes: Puns, babies, spring, candy, clouds

Dislikes: Being rushed, lots of noise, bugs, alchemy, no choice

Personality: Loyal, friendly, honest, kind, gentle

Ship: Hermione Granger

Notes:

Brooke knows nothing about muggle things and always asks Hermione to tell her about some muggle thing she finds

She’s like the younger female version of Arthur Weasley

Full name: Vega Anne Andor

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: September 27, 1980

House: Ravenclaw

Status: Muggleborn

Patronus: Golden Eagle

Likes: Postcards, quidditch, pretty nails, swimming, wind chimes

Dislikes: Doing nothing, laziness, winter, strong perfume/cologne, show-offs

Personality: Clever, wise, witty, athletic, intelligent

Ship: Fleur Delacour

Notes:

She’s definitely the most athletic of the group and is even on the Ravenclaw quidditch team

She met Fleur while Traveling to France one summer before the Triwizard Tournament then they reconnected when the Tournament came around

Full name: Iris Adelina Basil

Nickname(s): N/A

Birthday: May 4, 1979

House: Slytherin

Status: Pureblood

Patronus: Green Pit Viper Snake

Likes: Bonfires, knick-knacks, simplicity, sleeping in, listening to music

Dislikes: Dressing up, large jewelry, attention, bitterness, surprises

Personality: Ambitious, leader, achievement-oriented, logical, resourceful

Ship: Blaise Zabini

Notes:

Iris is having ✨none✨ of that blood superiority slander and refuses to associate with anyone who has it

That’s why everyone was shook when Blaise began renouncing blood superiority to others

Group notes:

All four of them met on the Hogwarts express in their first year and instantly clicked

Despite being in different houses they’re the best of friends, which surprises most (especially when it came Elsa and Iris, who were in rivaling houses)

They are the literal description of what their houses should be/represent right down to their patronuses (the good traits of their houses at least)

They’re almost always seen together or near each other

Name: Julia Nora Abbey

NickName(s): Julie, Jules

Birthday: February 13, 1927

House: Hufflepuff

Status: Muggleborn

Patronus: Puffskeins

Likes: Large sweaters, Hogwarts, earrings, hair bows, music

Dislikes: Dancing (in front of people), bullies, competitions, blood, staying outside for long

Personality: Calming, adorable, melodic, funny, nerdy

Ship: Tom Riddle

Notes:

This obviously takes place in an au where Tom didn’t become Voldemort, he became the DADA professor

Julia and Tom met in school, where they were Potions partners

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SHOW ALL YOUR COLOURS | l.minho fic

pairing: lee know x reader [strangers]

genre: fluff(?) yeah

word count: 4.5k

warnings: off-handed diet comment, anxiety

synopsis: you meet minho. that's it.

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networks: @ficscafe

a/n: this is something that's been in my drafts for a long time so i'm releasing it from the basement as a small little valentines gift. but i'm also very very cruel, you'll know why.

there's many things you're grateful for in life, one of those things is the fact that you have the objectively sweetest human being on the planet as your bestfriend.

you were grateful for the fact that lee felix was born and the threads of fate spun just the right amount to put your lives together.

however, if there's anything about felix that you weren't grateful for, it's the way he approached life with such carefree attitude with everything; such as not telling you that he had a roommate before offering his place for you to stay when your apartment went under maintenance for poor construction.

"why didn't you tell me you had someone living with you?!?"

"why? he's nice! and also we have separate rooms anyway so you don't even have to interact with him if you don't want to."

"well, what about you?"

"my sister is in town! i'm staying with her for a while, i hope you don't mind being alone?"

"how can i be alone when you apparently have a roommate you didn't warn me about."

"aw, that's the spirit! thanks y/n, love you always."

"i was being sarcast—"

the line dropped before you could finish your sentence. typical yongbok.

the worst part is, you found out about said roommate all because the parking space for their unit was occupied by a very sexy motorcycle and you had nowhere to park your own vehicle, so even though you weren't a big fan of breaking the rules, you just parked it at some random free space hoping some other unit owner doesn't own it.

you sighed as you pulled out your luggage, shoulders sagging in anticipation. the motorcycle looked highly familiar, a nagging feeling echoing at the back of your head as you tried to place who it belonged to but you were pulling on strings without an end.

with your immense luck, you find that the elevator is currently closed for repair, reading the sign posted on its sleek metal doors, shouting in your mind that you made a bad decision choosing to run to felix instead of sucking it up and staying with lia alongside her four other roommates.

"but you know i hate people!"

"sucks to be you then."

—you mentally cursed, remembering the conversation you had with her before felix offered his own room. you were excited at first, especially since you know that he likes to keep tidy and since he's lowkey born in wealth, he had a nice apartment— you just didn't know that he didn't have the apartment all to himself.

"having someone to split the bill saves money, yknow?" he reasoned during your call earlier and you couldn't really fault him for the smart financial decision.

but now that you face the challenge of having to carry your luggage through three flights of stairs, all will to continue was drained out of your body.

but as your mind debated the thought of enduring physical strain compared to rooming with five socially adept girls in one room, your feet found it's own determination to continue.

you weren't even halfway through yet but your lungs were giving out. not that you have asthma or anything, you were just badly lacking of extreme stamina.

suddenly you heard footsteps coming from above, making you stand up straight and pretend to be doing fine even though you were heaving like there's no tomorrow. you sucked up a breath and continued to tread your way up, making sure not to look awkward and weak in case the stranger takes a judgmental look towards you.

"let me help you," you heard a voice say, making you look up. it seems like the universe had pitied your state, blessing you with a divinely good looking man with dark hair, plump pouty lips, and facial structure that seemed to rival adonis'.

although his face looked cold and unwelcoming, his voice dripped a subtle nonchalant kindness as he coolly took the suitcase from your hands, not waiting for your answer.

which was probably a sign that you were staring too much— though your mind would prefer not to think that way or else you'd implode from embarrassment.

"o-oh um, thank you so much!" you stammered, following suit as he carried your luggage with ease. you saw his arms flex underneath his short sleeves making you gulp. though at this current moment, you were too busy being jealous of his strength rather than to admire more of his attractiveness.

your walk upstairs took shorter than if you tried to do it alone, all thanks to this attractive stranger who was kind enough to offer you help even though he didn't need to. though something bugged the back of your mind, wondering about the sense of familiarity you feel about the man that you couldn't place.

"how did you know i was going here?" you asked as you faced room 37, your best friend's apartment.

"i'm felix's roommate."

you were left alone in felix's room gnawing at your nails as you called lia, the dial tone providing some amount of comfort as you teetered around the room, hoping to ask something.

after the bomb that felix's roommate dropped on you, he just went straight inside to guide you to your best friend's room and then went back to his own, but you felt a slight tug in your heart when you realized that he must've gone down just to help you, probably told by felix to help you out. though he didn't bother for friendly introductions or awkward small talk, you preferred it that way and was a bit glad that he doesn't seem like the talking type either.

for someone that screams 'aloof' he seemed to be very kind, and since he said yes to felix's request on helping you, you guessed that they were also probably very close roommates.

"y/n? you okay?"

you snapped out of your stupor, not realizing that lia had already picked up a couple of seconds ago whilst your mind was busy running all over the place.

"yeah! i just arrived in the apartment, i just met felix's roommate— well, technically, he didn't introduce himself but i saw him now, at least."

"isn't he roommates with lee minho?" she asked, a certain tone lacing her curiosity. but now that she mentioned the name, it rang a bell in your memory. felix did mention his mystery roommate from time to time but you hadn't put the pieces together, thinking that they were just friends and not living together.

although in felix's stories, he seemed like a decent guy, you've also heard about his campus reputation. read: not good.

"y/n, are you listening?"

you nodded, but then slapped yourself on the forehead realizing that lia wouldn't have seen you so you just hummed in response. "yeah, i am."

"i'm just saying that you should be careful around him, isn't he like, bad news?"

"i don't know much about him, to be honest."

you heard lia shouting for someone in the background, probably scouring for gossip, you sighed at the thought of her calling someone over to talk with you on the phone again but thankfully, she just asked and delivered the information.

"well, yeji knows her from dance class and apparently he's just overall intimidating. most girls often change partners whenever they end up getting assigned to him, except for the ones who're obsessed with him because of his looks. she personally haven't had the chance to interact much with him though, they haven't been partnered together but i heard that he's friends with her twin, hyunjin, alongside felix."

"i see—"

"—and! not just that, ryujin also sees him a lot in parties and he's often seen going home with girls, the drunk ones that feel bold to approach him. she says she's never seen him leave a party with the same girl, isn't that kinda slimy?"

she recounted all the details she knew about the motorcycle-riding bad boy, moreso all the rumors that surrounded him.

although you listened intently, a part of you couldn't help but give minho the benefit of the doubt— all of the things lia had listed were things that he does in his personal time, as long as he treats you nicely then it should be okay, right? and you trusted felix and his good judge of character. as long as he isn't doing any crime, that's good enough for you.

however, you didn't really have enough braincells to think that maybe there wasn't any truth to some of the rumors, that perhaps it was just a bad case of the halo effect. and so, you took lia's words as fact.

next order of business? figure out a way to thank minho for all the trouble, though you didn't know what he likes and how you'd even present him with the courtesy.

"hi! thanks for helping me settle in, here's some food— no that sounds stupid." you practiced, now dialing felix's number for help.

"hello?" a deep australian voice reverbated through the phone's speaker as your best friend answered the call.

"what does minho like?" you asked, getting straight to the point.

"ummm, he doesn't really have a type, just whoever he vibes with and—"

you doubled back in confusion, "what?"

"what?"

"what are you saying?" you clarified.

"what kind of girls minho likes?"

you almost choked on your spit dumfoundedly, "what?! no! i meant food or things or something."

"ohhhh, i thought you were already making a move after thirty minutes of arriving."

"when have i ever even made a move on someone."

"fair enough, but minho has a strong effect on people so who knows."

you rolled your eyes, thinking that the man across the halls doesn't have much effect on you, unfortunately, you also knew that you were in denial, "well, it was very nice of him to help me out because you told him to so i just wanted to thank him."

"hm? what do you mean?"

"you told him to help me carry my luggage right?"

"no? i just told him what time you'd arrive and that you'd stay in my room all the time so he doesn't have to worry about getting disturbed. he helped you out?"

you suddenly felt shy at the revelation, "oh... well yeah, probably just a coincidence that we met on the stairs then."

"mm."

with felix being of no help to your cause (because he somehow branched out to five different tangents about the different games you can play on his pc and how soft his mattress is and his vaguely concealed threat about kicking you out if he sees his room get messy), you figured that food would probably the safest bet and just hung up before he could continue his rant about how the bee movie is severely overrated.

you scrolled through the delivery app, pondering your options.

but what if he doesn't like what you choose?

what if he's allergic to something?

what if he prefers home cooked meals?

so many doubts plagued your mind but you figured you'd just go for it, opting for the safe "burgers and fries" combo.

you paced around the room, not knowing what to do next while you waited for the delivery. you already unpacked your belongings into the closet space that felix offered you and as a hardworking student, you didn't have any schoolwork you could use to distract yourself in the meantime.

you leaned on the door, listening to what lies beyond the wood that separates you from the rest of the apartment but it was quiet— really quiet. maybe this was really just how they lived, minding their own spaces.

you normally liked it that way but there was a part of you that yearned for an interaction with the guy across your room. you were curious about him and about what kind of person he is, but you weren't the type who can easily strike up a casual conversation.

maybe you could hang around the living room and wait for him to go out and approach you.

yeah, that sounds like a plan!

you bunkered down in their living room, browsing felix's netflix, silently judging his weird taste in shows. your stomach grumbled in impatience as you haven't had anything to eat since this morning because you were so nervous about moving in.

"are you hungry?" a question behind you made you jump from the couch, banging your shin on the coffee table in the process. you bit your cheek, trying your best to swallow the scream, breathing away the pain.

your eyes landed on minho who seemed startled with your skit but didn't know what to do. he looked like he was stuck between wanting to check on you and wanting to keep his distance as far as possible, seeing him idle by the kitchen.

"i-im fine," you assured, clenching your teeth to compose yourself as you shot him a smile (though you can feel that it was more of a grimace).

"i heard your stomach," he said, deciding to just ignor what had happened and continue with his first inquiry, you were more than grateful for that.

"it's okay, i ordered us food, if that's alright."

"what did you get?"

"mcdonalds.." you see him bite his cheek, tilting his head to the side in thought. you couldn't read his expression but you didn't need to: he doesn't like mcdonalds.

"is that so, thanks then." he said casually, although it felt a bit distant, his voice sounded soft and sweet but you can tell that something was a bit off, though before you can even ask about it, the door rang signifying the food's arrival.

"hm? he doesn't eat stuff like that often since he's a dance major, he likes to eat healthy. he goes to the gym with changbin so i think they both have the same routine and diet."

"then why didn't you tell me that last night when i asked!!" your voice was in a harsh whisper, not that you think minho would hear you across the hall as you had your phone call with your best friend but it was better to be safe than sorry.

"i didn't think you'd get mcdonalds, you don't even like it that much either! besides, you're bestfriends with lia who is friends with yeji who's also majoring in dance, i figured you'd know that they're careful with fastfood!"

"everyone eats mcdonalds okay?!" you groaned in second hand embarrassment. "besides, i'm not close with yeji, that's just lia. i'm not like you two where my friends' friends become close to me too."

"how are you two doing though? adjusting well to living together?"

"we both stay in our room pretty much all the time and we only ever have to endure a maximum of five minutes when we coincidentally go out at the same time to get something from the kitchen or use the bathroom so it hasn't really been that overwhelming."

you recounted your times since moving in yesterday, aside from the moments where he helped carry your luggage to your room and the mcdonalds disaster, you've seen each other a maximum of two times, and it was purely coincidental. when he went out to get water and you were snacking on the counter. then when he was watching tv while you went to use the bathroom; both times you didn't even bother talking to each other at all.

and now, since you both have different class schedules, going outside doesn't coincide with each other. all indications of each other's presence solely rely on hearing doors opening and closing— such as right now. though minho wouldn't know if you were home, you heard his room door slam shut when he got back from class.

"see! i told you it'll be fine, this is why i didn't bother telling you in the first place." felix reasoned making you roll your eyes.

"no, you definitely still should've told me."

with a bunch of apologies bombarded your way, you once again dropped your call with lee felix. you sighed, just a week y/n, you can endure living with a stranger for seven days.

meanwhile, what you didn't know is that everytime you finished talking to felix, the man across your room takes his turn to do so.

"hey minmin~ are you taking care of yourself well?" felix greeted over the phone as he talked to his roommate.

"why do you sound like my mother."

"i'm worried about you, that's why! you don't like living with strangers after all."

"it's alright. i mean, you already told me that she wouldn't be a bother and so far, she hasn't been," minho replied with a shrug, fixing the airpods in his ears so he can converse with his friend while practicing routines. "she's quiet and keeps to herself, i actually like living with her more than you."

"i am thoroughly offended by that."

"great, that was the intention."

felix chuckles from the other end of the line, "you know, if you treat her right, maybe she might just stay for longer~" he said, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes as he scrolled through his phone, remembering that he has your landlord's number— because of course he has, it's lee felix.

"i always treat people right."

the freckled boy rolled his eyes, though the recipient wouldn't have seen it, "you know what i mean— try to actually talk to her or something."

"you're acting suspicious." minho squinted in doubt, though felix wouldn't have been able to see.

"pfft, my best friend just needed a place to crash and i thought it's the perfect opportunity to practice two introverts' social skills. isn't it great? baby steps."

"we live together now, i don't think this still counts as baby steps."

"whatever whatever~ why don't you start by thanking her for mcdonalds, or better yet, tell her what kind of food you like."

minho clicked his tongue but held his comments, he has a soft spot for felix so despite his pushiness, he just let it be.

"i'll consider it."

"i worked part time in h.r. before, i know that means no—"

minho hung up, deciding to ignore felix as he went back to focusing on his dance routine, a soft knock on his door followed, missing it the first few times because of how soft it was in comparison to the music blaring in his ears.

as he swung open his door, it revealed a semi-disheveled you; with oversized pajamas and a small pout— the sight making his heart skip for a moment, yet the man waved it off as a mere surprise from seeing you approach him.

"can i help you?"

"s-sorry, i'm trying to sleep early and the stomping.." you pointed on the floor, mimicking the stomping but it just made you look like a child having tantrums. it took everything for minho not to laugh at the scene.

"my bad, i'll stop."

"it's okay! it's for your class right? you know what, nevermind, forget i said anything, sorry!"

minho's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he watched you flimsily run back to your room. not expecting that felix wasn't exaggerating about your personality.

that night, as much as you wanted to say that you had slept like a log— you really weren't able to.

true to his words, minho stopped dancing (even though you told him to continue) which made you feel horrible. it's not like he's just causing a racket! it's for class!

aside from that, you couldn't miss the way your breath had caught in your throat when he greeted you in all his attractive glory. how does sweat glistened on his skin, his shirt clinging to his form, it's unfair how one can look that good despite being exhausted. some people are simply favored by the gods and you were certain that lee minho was one of them.

now, you're stuck with the dilemma of not knowing how to act around him now that you've pseudo-bossed him around to stop dancing and also to restrain yourself from checking him out.

felix was right, minho does have a strong effect on girls.

you glared at the empty fridge, it's blue light seemed to glare back in return in response as it wallowed in it's spacious state. there was no more food.

"are you adapting well?" at this point, you were so used to minho just appearing out of nowhere that you didn't even flinch anymore, it made sense that a good dancer such as him would have light steps.

"yes, thank you for asking," you answered casually, sighing as you closed the door. you didn't know felix and minho's house rules when it came to stocking up on groceries but you would bet that minho wouldn't bother going out to get you some food so you'd have to fetch some yourself.

you were just about to ask minho if there's anything he'd want you to get but in true minho fashion, he had already gone back to his room.

because your grocery runs don't really take long (and you only needed to stock up until the remaining days of your stay in felix's place), you opted to just walk to the nearest convenience store.

first of, the limited options already made you regret your decision now that you see your basket full of instant noodles. out of courtesy, you decided to get healthier options for your temporary roommate, or at least some snacks that you knew he enjoyed (felix finally sent a list, thank god).

and second of all, the rain started pouring heavily during the duration of your short shopping stay. you were never really a weather forecast type of gal but you swore that the sun was beating down just a few seconds ago.

"do you sell umbrellas?" you asked hopefully, though you were sure that there weren't any since you couldn't find one.

"just ran out, sorry." the cashier confirmed and you all but cringed in your bones.

you huffed, hugging your bag of goodies as you willed yourself to step outside. you debated just making a run for it but the store bag was paper, not plastic, and you didn't want to risk having your dinner rolling off onto the concrete roads.

"there you are," minho huffed and you felt a sense of deja vu as you saw him running towards you with an umbrella on hand, the same feeling of helplessness that you were drowning in when he found you on the staircase during your first day as roommates.

once again, he had saved you in a pinch.

"i saw you didn't bring an umbrella."

you tilted your head in question, "how'd you know i'd be here?"

"felix."

you just ahhh'd in understanding as he helped you with your stuff, pulling you closer towards him so you wouldn't get wet under the shared umbrella.

"thanks for helping me again."

"felix told me to."

no he didn't. he 100% didn't.

your cheeks heated as you eyed the man's side profile. his face was perfection, and it didn't help your cause that he was so effortlessly chivalrous too.

it made you wonder how true his infamous reputation is. maybe it's because of the jealousy that he sparks from those behind him.

or maybe he's just trying to get in your pants.

you heard lia's voice bug your mind but you immediately shook away the thought. you didn't want to question his motives especially when he's been nothing but kind and understanding to you this whole time.

even going out of his way to walk ten minutes just to get you an umbrella even when he had no obligation to do so.

"ah, electricity's out." with your mind in the clouds, you didn't even notice that you'd already gone home. "sit down, i'll make some tea or else we might get sick."

you just nodded as you let him take the remaining groceries from your hands, your feet dragging you to the couch as you watch him work around the kitchen, heating some water whilst he put away the food.

"are these for me?" he saw the packs of snacks inside the paper bag, shooting you a questioning glance.

you swallowed shyly before nodding, "mm, felix told me you like those."

you saw the slight tinge of pink blooming in his cheeks as looked away, nodding back, "i do, thanks."

the atmosphere is simply just... divine. two souls chilling on the couch staring at the nothingness of the tv's black screen, cups of tea warming your hands as the coldness of the storm knock on the windows. you blew the steam off your cup, letting the warmth envelop your face.

you thanked minho for the tea once again, "why are you so nice?" your mouth slipped, and you almost regretted the question right away.

"what do you mean?" he shot you a questioning look.

"nothing, nevermind."

he inched closer towards you, nudging you with a pillow, "now you got me curious, tell me."

"i just didn't expect you to be so nice. meeting me on the staircase to help with my luggage, running to the convenience store with an umbrella—"

"—because felix—"

"—didn't tell you to do any of that." you cut him off, you see him avert his gaze away from you but bring it back again, trying to keep his composure as you continued. "but you've been a very great roommate."

"you too." he smiled and there you wished he'd do it more often, "i like having you more than felix."

a serene quiet settled between the both of you as you calmed from laughter, your eyes darting back towards him again, "you're not just trying to get into my pants, are you?"

you meant the question lightheartedly, but was half-meant. though now you wish you didn't say it at all as you see a cold gaze settle on minho's eyes.

"is that what you think of me?"

you tried to shake your head or offer some sort of no, but at that moment, all your head could think of were the words lia had said to you during your first stay. all the rumours that surrounded the man in front of you.

you were rendered speechless, but what made your throat dry was seeing the way minho tried to mask the flash of hurt in his face as he clicked his tongue.

you cleared your throat, trying to salvage the situation, "it's not that— it's just... what people are saying."

"and you believe them?"

this time you shook your head no (even though you don't know what to think at this point). "at first, but now that i see how you really are, then... no."

"what have you even heard of about me?"

you detailed all the things lia had told you. from the girls, to the partying, to the motorcycle, not sparing a single sentence aside from the detail of who you got the rumours from. all throughout, minho just listened, trying not to let his irritation get the best of him when he thought that he finally found someone who didn't saw him for what his reputation painted him as.

"first of all, i've never slept with anyone from a party— especially not someone who'd be so visibly drunk. those girls- nayeon, chaeyoung, momo... they're all my friends. i make sure to take them home safely because i never drink. i'm a designated driver." he pointed, "second, any normal college kid parties."

you see him sip the remains of his tea, harshly placing the empty cup into the coffee table before standing up and giving you a stoney glare "lastly, driving a motorcycle doesn't mean jack shit."

you tried to follow him as he stomped back to his room but you were too afraid to actually catch up to him, "wait minho— i'm sorry!"

you apologized but he had already shut the door as guilt and shame spread all throughout your body. you felt like tearing up at how you so easily destroyed the rapport you've built with him.

you wanted to knock but you were sure as hell that minho will just ignore you— or worse, become more irritated.

you sighed, willing yourself to bed as you figured you’d let him cool down before attempting anything—

[oh, what's this? what's next? well, i never finished it, and nor will you. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA. lovelots, staysuki.]

#ficscafe #lee know #lee minho #minho #skz #stray kids #skz fic #stray kids fic #lee minho fic #lee know fic #lee know x reader #lee minho x reader

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fuck up the friendship

requested: no

group: itzy

pairing: ryujin x fem!reader

genre: fluff

contents: best friend!au, high school!au, angry!ryujin. [33/33]. based on fuck up the friendship by leah kate.

warnings: homophobia, mild violence

synopsis: If you had the chance to leave the old behind for the new, would you take it?

a/n: ahh it’s the end ;-; i lowkey wish i could’ve finished the month with a stronger fic, but hopefully it’s enjoyable?

word count: 1k

The one person you never thought you’d fall in love with was Shin Ryujin. It wasn’t easy to pin your relationship down; you were in that kind of friendship, the kind where the tension between the two of you was thick enough to be cut with a knife. The kind where people couldn’t decide if you were in love or hated each other, where there was a burning question in your eyes for an answer that neither of you knew.

You couldn’t recall ever paying the girl a genuine compliment, but at the same time, you knew you spent too much of your time staring at black-painted lips. You knew that her fleeting touches felt like fire burning into the surface of your skin, but the kind of burning that made you yearn for more. You knew that you wouldn’t lend her a pencil just to see her frustrated, but you knew that you’d probably give up a kidney without another question.

The more you were around Ryujin, the more the lines blurred, and it was somehow worse when you weren’t with her. There was no way you’d survive another torturous year of pulling and pushing, that much was sure.

And when you went to that party, the last thing on your mind was finding that mysterious, evasive answer. Any party that didn’t have your best friend there was just another excuse to lose your mind over alcohol, and that was the only thing you were intending to do.

That is, until Lia told you Ryujin was about to murder a guy on a Friday night.

The stairs were practically life-threatening in your less than sober state, but you managed to stumble your way into the Chois’ living room. There, a familiar girl stood with fists clenched in the leather of her jacket, facing off against a guy a good 2 heads taller and 100 pounds heavier. “Say that again,” Ryujin snarled; even with her back to you, you could feel the hostility radiating from her.

“Say what again?” To your mild horror, there was blood trickling from the guy’s nose, the red liquid shining bright in the dim lighting. Behind you, Lia clutched onto your arm, the crowd loud enough to be heard over the blaring music. “That’s Y/N’s unnatural, and so are you?”

You almost wanted to laugh at the childish insult, but apparently, Ryujin didn’t take it so lightly. Lightning fast, she launched forward, fist connecting with the guy’s jaw again with a nasty cracking sound.

Instantly, you found yourself reaching for her, fingers wrapping tight around her bicep to pull her back. “Ryujin, calm the hell down,” you hissed, rounding in front of her. Something unrecognizable in the depths of her eyes reared back at the sight of you, hiding behind streaks of golden brown until your friend was the one staring back again. Looking down, you found scrapes already forming at her knuckles, red blooming too. “Come on, let’s go.”

She resisted at first, but followed when you tugged her more insistently, still glaring at the guy holding his jaw. You didn’t miss the whispers and eyes following you, but you ignored them all in favor of leading the girl upstairs to one of the bathrooms. Ryujin’s fingers curled lightly around your palm, and you had to pretend not to feel the heat at the back of your neck in favor of searching for ointment for her cuts.

“Why would you do that?” At a vague gesture of yours, the short-haired girl obediently hoists herself onto the bathroom counter, knees closing on either side of yours as she allows you to examine her hand. “I wasn’t even offended.”

“Why weren’t you?” Ryujin asked in return, hiding her wince by biting down on her lip. “Is it so wrong of me to stand up for my friends when you won’t stand up for yourself?”

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes and muttered, “Who punches a guy for a friend?”

“What, you don’t think we’re friends?” When you looked up, you were suddenly mere centimeters away from the girl, noses nearly brushing together as she cocked her head. “Or do you think we’re something more?”

Instead of responding, you stepped impossibly closer to her until your thighs were pressed up against the bathroom cabinet. Hopefully, she didn’t hear your heart pounding louder than anything you’ve heard before, hear the gulp when were unable to swallow. Ryujin didn’t back away when you were practically chest-to-chest, lips curving into a familiarly teasing smile again. “You got me falling for you,” you answered. “And I kinda want to. You tell me if we’re more.”

“Then let’s fuck up the friendship.” Despite her bold words, your best friend hesitated before closing whatever distance remained between the two of you, still giving you the room to back away. God, I hate you.

You pushed into her with a little too much pressure at first, her back colliding with the mirror with a rattle, but Ryujin regained her balance quickly enough. Her hands came up to rest on your shoulders, yours on her waist even as the bottle of ointment remained between your fingers. Nothing about the way she kissed you was gentle, and it was a bit awkward in the way you’d expect a kiss with your best friend to be, but somehow, it was just right.

Had you been thinking straight, you would’ve noticed the dilation to her pupils when you pulled away, but all you could focus on was the slight swell to her lips, addictingly glossy. You almost wanted to lean back in, but you were distracted by the ointment missing from her knuckles. “Ugh, come on. Really?”

“Sorry,” she laughed, extending her fingers again as you shook your head exaggeratedly. “So, is it fucked? The friendship, I mean.”

“We’ll see. After you stop bleeding,” you answered, tasting something new when you wet your lips. “We’ll see if we’re fucked soon enough.”

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