#moonbin has hit close to home | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

binunus · 3 years

Text

sex with bin x eunwoo (m)

a/n THIS WHOLE ALBUM??? IS SO GOOD??? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK !!!

also im so so sorry that i keep disappearing, every time I think I have a break in school, my professors keep going like sike here’s a new assignment and group presentation 🤡, but I swear I’m still working on all the requests, it’s just a real slow progression this time 😔

but thank you all so much for being really patient with me and my works, i legit wanna cry when I think about how sweet all you loves are ❤️

→ genre: smut

→ tw: threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it lovies) dom!binwoo, brat!reader, light bondage?? anal, eiffel tower, oral (f and m receiving), fingering (f and m receiving), ~choking~ bc it’s me, squirting, v-voyeurism??

→ word count: 3.3k _________________________________

oh good fucking lord

I don’t even know where to start

just the thought of getting dicked down by these two immaculate men??? at the same time??? i would sell my soul

and just binwoo are literally my biases?? im still going back and forth between them (even though I think bin is the top)

alright so how does this little thing even start

this is a non-idol au, lowkey this request is giving me frat boy vibes oops i said it

bin and eunwoo are close, they’re best buds

they have fucked the same guy/girl before, but never at the same time

they just have the same taste in people wink wonk

sidenote: bin and eunwoo as bi kings??? so much power fuck

so you are a mutual friend

you met them both in college and have stayed friends since then

but relationships aren’t for you (not yet at least)

the streets™ are still your companion

yes you have fucked both bin and eunwoo before in college, eunwoo once when you were junior, and bin a couple times throughout senior year

you don’t talk to them often, but if something comes up on your feed or a monumental event happens to any one of you, of course you’d spike up some conversation

so you’re coming back in town for a week or so, visiting old friends and family

and bin hits you up like “hey, I saw that you were in town! we should get some dinner and catch up!”

and you were not about to say no to that, bin was a good part of your college years! it would be nice to hang out with him again

alright you weren’t expecting to get action from this dinner – it popped in your mind, yes, but it wasn’t the ulterior motive

but did you try to dress up a little to impress moon bin?? maybe so

and shit, when he showed up to the restaurant looking like a whole ass man??

like did his biceps look more appetizing than the food you were being served? a little bit

conversation was exchanged very easily, you and bin were always a bit flirty with each other, ever since college, but you both knew it never meant anything beyond sex

and so when he asked if you were dating anyone, you knew this was the invitation, and were you going to accept it?? 100%, you haven’t had sex in a while because of your job

and so you find yourself back in bin’s apartment

bin: hm? I guess eunwoo’s not home from work yet

you: eunwoo? as in cha eunwoo? you guys still live together?

bin: yeah, we like living together, rent was cheaper that way, and this place is equidistant from both of our work places...is that a problem??

you: no, I mean it makes sense, just...what if eunwoo comes back while we’re in the middle of fucking...wouldn’t that be weird?

bin shrugging: you’ve had sex with eunwoo in college too, and it’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before either. who knows he might even wanna join?

he said that as a joke alright

but as soon as he mentioned it, your eyes dilated a bit

bin noticed immediately and he caged you against the wall, a little smirk playing on his lips

bin: you seem to like that idea, y/n. hm? you wanna get fucked by both me and eunwoo? didn’t know you were into threesomes

your cheeks are flushing, you felt seen: would you feel weird if he joined? you guys are friends and roommates

bin shaking his head: me and eunwoo have talked about it before, and honestly this seems like the perfect opportunity. we’re all friends here.

you being nervous a little bit bc a threesome?? with both bin and eunwoo?? those two 6 foot attractive men??

you tried a threesome before bc you were curious, but it wasn’t the best hookup experience

you: should we...? wait for him??

your cheeks are flushed a little, like how were you supposed to go about this

bin smiles bc you look a bit cute right now being all shy and he just pinches your cheek

bin: you got cuter since we graduated y/n

you: shut the fuck up bin, don’t make me tie you up again

bin smirks and his hand moves from your cheek to fully grasp at your neck, he squeezes your throat as he pushes you so that your back collided with the wall: baby, if anyone’s getting tied up tonight, it’s gonna be you

and god if you weren’t horny before, you definitely are now, especially with the way bin was cutting off your airflow??? your head was spinning in the best kind of way

bin slotting his thigh in between your legs as he just crashes his lips onto yours

and he’s still choking you when he literally shoves his tongue down your throat, you have to grab onto his broad shoulders just to steady yourself

making out with bin is so hot

he picks you up by your ass and you wrap your legs around his waist, you both are still making out as he leads you to the couch

you’re straddling him oh lord have mercy

you in between kisses: why don’t we go to your room? what, is it messy?

you moan as he spanks your ass at the quip: we’re gonna need to do something about that smart mouth of yours baby...and we’re here to give eunwoo a little show when he comes home. Why, you need a bed? pillow princess? last time I remember, you were fine getting fucked in the maintenance room.

you two go back to kissing, bin’s hands were gripping at your waist now, lifting up the bottom of your shirt so that you could take it off

never in your life have you been so happy to wear a skirt, you could feel the outline of his bulge against your underwear, the fabric of his jeans giving you just enough friction

and when you start grinding on him, he grunts into your mouth and bites on your lower lip

and fuck when bin removes his shirt? he was always built in college but the definition of his muscles now?? you were literally drooling

you: holy shit bin, isn’t your job in business? where do you find the time to workout?

he’s kissing your neck now: you can always find time to workout y/n, just make it part of your daily routine

exercise evangelist moonbin™

you’re tilting your head to the side giving him more access, bin’s sucking hickeys into your neck and it just feels so good

your neck’s a sensitive spot, if you couldn’t tell

and bin knows that so he’s paying extra attention to your neck, you don’t even notice when his hands go around your torso to unclasp your bra

the two of you are literally just topless on his couch, making out and feeling each other up, when lo and behold, eunwoo comes home

his eyes go wide and he immediately covers his face: jesus christ bin, go to your fucking room

bin starts laughing, you know his laugh where his eyes literally crinkle and he smiles so wide and his laugh increases in pitch, that one

you can’t help but laugh too, you thought you would be embarrassed, but this is a bit funny

you: you don’t have to cover your eyes eunwoo, it’s not like you haven’t seen any of this before

eunwoo: oh shit, hey y/n, didn’t know you were coming over?? well...uh if you guys aren’t gonna go to bin’s room, I’m going to mine and just let me know when you’re done

bin: you sure you wanna go to your room? y/n wants you to join us

eunwoo’s blushing a little bit (he’s not covering his face anymore) when you two meet eyes: are you sure y/n?

you get a bit shy again bc shit, eunwoo in a suit coming from work with silver-blue hair? sexy

you: yeah...if you want to, me and bin are cool with it.

bin’s back to kissing your neck as you basically watch eunwoo remove his jacket and tie

and oof him unbuttoning his dress shirt? y’all he’s a tease, they both are

bin: let’s take this back to my room

eunwoo: we can go to mine, it’s cleaner and my bed’s bigger

you: i knew it

bin bites your shoulder and you let out a mix between a yelp of pain and a moan

bin: eunwoo get your ropes, we need to teach y/n a lesson on being bratty

eunwoo chuckling as he leads the way to his bedroom

bin already made himself comfortable on eunwoo’s bed, and you’re standing to the side making conversation as eunwoo looks through his closet for the ropes lol

as soon as eunwoo finds it, there’s a dark change in his eyes and he smirks at you: why don’t you join binnie on the bed, y/n?

your stomach turns in excitement, eunwoo tosses the ropes to bin and he puts a hand on your back as he leads you to his bed, and before you could get on by yourself, eunwoo just tugs your skirt down making you gasp

you lie down and bin grins as he binds your wrists to eunwoo’s headboard, usually you would put up a little fight when you get tied up, but you just stayed silent, you were anticipating what would happen next

bin: you’re being oddly obedient y/n

you’re a brat okay, but in the past when you and bin used to hook up, your brattiness increased by like 100%, like you’re extra bratty with bin for some reason

~it is what it is~

maybe it’s because eunwoo’s here too that your bratty side has suppressed a bit

bin and eunwoo both start removing all their clothes and you’re like shit eunwoo’s built too

bin settles in between your legs and eunwoo leans in and starts kissing you

and mmm eunwoo’s good at making out like he legit be taking your breath away and then you start feeling bin take off your soaked panties and he just goes right in

you literally moan into eunwoo’s mouth and your hands are straining against the ropes bc you just want to hold onto something !!

eunwoo feeling up your breasts and tweaking your nipples while bin is sucking on your clit and probing his tongue in and out your entrance??? euphoric

you’re literally feeling so many sensations right now and it’s just foreplay woo

and then the edging starts

bin??? hella good at eating out, oof what that mouth do

and with the added stimulation from eunwoo kissing your neck and pulling at your nips, you’re reaching your orgasm faster than anticipated

and suddenly they’re both off you

you: what the fuck?

you’re like gasping and glaring at the both of them and they just give you smug looks

bin: I don’t know if you deserve to cum just yet, y/n. right, eunwoo?

eunwoo chuckling as he nods and flicks at your nipple: binnie told me that you like talking back, hmmm that won’t work with both of us here y/n

your submissiveness kicking in and you’re whining: i won’t talk back, I promise

bin: I don’t know if I believe you y/n

and then they switch places and now bin’s making out with you again and eunwoo’s face to face with your cunt and he just shoves two fingers in your entrance and starts scissoring you

and right as you’re about to cum, they pull away again

this goes on at least two more times, you’re literally so frustrated tears are pooling in your eyes and you’re whining hard as hell, your wrists already aching from the ropes

eunwoo: do you want us to untie you, y/n?

you nodding as you’re sniffling back the tears

aww they feel bad so eunwoo unties the ropes and he’s like gently rubbing at your wrists

bin wiping your tears away as he pinches at your cheek again

bin: you okay, y/n?

you: I’m so close, please

bin: alright baby, who do you want first, hm?

you honestly didn’t know, you had no preference, you just wanted to get railed

eunwoo: why not both?

your eyes go wide a little bit, your ass isn’t even prepped

bin sensing your hesitation and he just puts a hand on your waist: if you don’t want to--

you: no, i want to...I’m just...my ass isn’t ready...

eunwoo laughing cutely as he pats your thigh: we’ll prep you baby, don’t worry

you start by going on all fours, bin enters you first from behind and the groan he lets out bc you’re just so tight wow

he literally has to restrain himself from just ramming into you, your walls just fit so snugly around him, his nails were digging into the skin of your waist

you open your mouth in a moan at the stretch and in that moment, eunwoo shoves his cock down your throat you literally gag

for reference, they’re both above average, no surprise there, I’d say both around 8 in., but bin’s girthier for sure

and so bin’s fucking your cunt while eunwoo’s fucking your mouth

simultaneously, eunwoo tugs at your hair and bin sneaks a finger down to gather some juices from your pussy before probing at your asshole

bin’s prepping you real well mmmmm

he’s literally fingering your ass while he’s pounding into you, the tip of his cock hitting so deep in your cervix

on the other hand you’re so focused on sucking eunwoo off, you take him as deep in your throat as you could, letting your jaw slack as he just thrusted in your mouth

and also the vibrations of your moans around his cock every time bin hits deep in you???

eunwoo swears he almost busts a nut when your hands reach up to play with his balls

he’s panting as he pulls your mouth off his cock: I need to be inside you before I cum

and then he’s lying down on his back and you start to ride eunwoo, and then bin lines his cock up at your other hole and you start to tense

eunwoo bringing you into a kiss to try and distract you from the pain your asshole’s about to feel

and you start hissing as bin starts to push in, you’re clenching so hard around eunwoo and tugging tightly at the ends of his hair

eunwoo starts making circles on your clit so that you could relax a bit to make it easier for bin to enter your back hole

and then the three of you just stay still for a bit when bin finally bottoms out, you’re still trying to get used to feeling stuffed full, you haven’t been fucked in so long and now you’re getting railed by two cocks??

the two of them are both saying sweet things to calm you down and distract you from the pain

and it’s cute, you know from your respective past hookup experiences with them that they’re really good at sensing discomfort or pain and would always tend to your needs

oof baby but as soon as you give the okay for both of them to move

it’s like you’re taken to another dimension holy shit

they both hit so deep, you swear to god their cocks have to be touching or something, or maybe at least reaching your intestines

when people say rearrange your guts, it definitely must have been this

you’re trying to set a pace on top of eunwoo, but bin thrusting from behind literally makes your knees go weak until eunwoo just lifts his hips and takes over, matching bin’s speed

and imagine this: bin pulling your hair, making your head tilt back and eunwoo just reaches up and covers your neck with his hand before he squeezes at your throat

your eyes are literally rolling into the back of your head, you have never felt this good ever in your life

your head’s spinning again, and you know all three of you are reaching the tipping point pretty soon, your stomach is churning, making you clench hard around both eunwoo and bin

eunwoo biting his lip as he groans, his grip tightening just a bit more around your neck

bin’s still yanking your hair back and he starts spanking your ass, he’s moaning as well

you literally scream, throat feeling raw, as you cum, you have never orgasmed so hard before, your body was convulsing around both of them and you just collapse on top of eunwoo

you’re vision literally sees white and your ears are ringing as they both cum in you

you black out for a little bit

eunwoo and bin: o_o holy fuck

the two of them start panicking like...did they just fuck you dead?? put you in a coma??

okay but just imagine eunwoo and bin bickering with each other about what to do like

bin: do we call 119???

eunwoo: what do we say? we fucked our friend into a coma?

it’s okay because you regain consciousness soon enough and both boys let out the biggest sigh of relief

you: ...what happened?

eunwoo: you passed out for a bit there y/n

you start giggling, much to their surprise, and you try to sit up

bin: ...are you okay y/n?

you: yeah, I can’t believe I blacked out because you guys fucked me so well, that’s pretty hot not gonna lie

eunwoo goes into the kitchen real quick to get you some water and bin sits down next to you

you thank eunwoo when he hands you the glass and he sits across from you and bin

the two roommates exchange a look and just high-five each other

you roll your eyes as they just laugh at each other...ugh boys

bin teasing you: I’ve never seen you so submissive y/n

eunwoo joining in: yeah, didn’t know you could squirt as well

you almost spit out the water: i-huh? no way

eunwoo: yeah, my stomach was soaked, I wiped it off when you were out

your face flushes, you’ve never squirted before

bin: don’t be embarrassed! it was hot, y/n, really

the three of you then just jump into a casual conversation about college, keep in mind you’re all still naked

and then you feel the cum just like in both your holes and it’s just uncomfortably sticky

you: uh...do you guys mind if I shower? my pussy feels gross right now

bin, with a glint in his eyes: I can clean that up for you, baby

before you know it, bin’s eating you out again -- to be more specific, he’s literally licking the mixture of yours and eunwoo’s cum from your cunt

that’s sexy...

you make eye contact with eunwoo and he’s just smirking as he sits back and watches you two, no intention on joining yet

alright but you had no idea if you could take another round right now, the first one literally made you pass out

so after bin makes you cum again, you tap out for the night

the three of you shower -- separately -- and then regroup in the living room to just chat and chill

the two insist you sleep over for the night since it’s past midnight by now

were there also hints of a round two in the morning?? maybe

you sleep in one of eunwoo’s shirts, but end up sleeping next to bin bc he’s whiny and likes cuddling

you three fuck again in the morning oops until eunwoo had to leave for work

then you and bin fuck again afterwards

happy threesome

happy comeback :)

4-5-21

569 notes · View notes

milkybonya · 3 years

Text

K-101

Warnings: a bit suggestive?

Pairing: Boyfriend!Moonbin x (gn)reader who has never kissed before

Summary: where Moonbin teaches you how to kiss :")

[a/n]: i blame my friend who keeps sending me Moonbin content but i've been so ♡_♡ for Moonbin lately and AH also im sorry this moodboard or whatever is shit ahh pls dont hate me <3 also i'm still not home yet/don't have stable wifi but i miss writing so much that i had to quickly make this and get it out ahhhh i'll be back next week!!!!!! ily all!

"You've never kissed before?" Moonbin asks you, staring up at you through his thin, black frames, his hair a mess. You reach out to run your fingers through it, hoping it will ease your nervousness.

"Yeah... never," you almost whisper.

Moonbin shrivels up under your touch and he smiles, his teeth peeking out as he places his hand on top of yours, the one that sits on his head.

"Do you want me to teach you?"

"How will you do that?"

He gives you a toothy grin.

"By kissing you, duh."

You shiver at the thought. After always wondering what it feels like to press your lips against the lips of another person... you'll finally get to experience it yourself?

Noticing you've gone quiet, Moonbin speaks up.

"Are you scared? We don't have to-"

"No! I want to."

"Okay... well... I'm not sure how to begin this," Moonbin admits, scratching the back of his neck.

"Like this?"

You grab him by the collar of his white tee and pull him in, pressing your lips onto... his teeth? Moonbin laughs hard when you pull away, his eyes squeezing tightly shut. He was already giggly when you tried to kiss him, but now he's dying of laughter.

"What was that?" Moonbin wheezes.

"Don't make fun of me!" you whine, "it's your fault you were grinning when I pulled you in so my lips hit your teeth!"

"Okay, baby, okay, don't be sad," Moonbin says, gently patting your head while still laughing.

"I think this is what you were trying to do."

He slowly leans in, tilting his head and smiling slightly as he watches you close your eyes and ever so slightly pout your lips in anticipation. His lips feel soft and warm against yours, and you feel excitement stirring within you until he pulls away.

"Why do you look so sad?!" Moonbin laughs.

"Is that it? I thought it was gonna last longer!" you complain.

"Well.. some kisses are short. And some are long."

"I thought you're supposed to use your tongue or something," you mumble, sticking your tongue out and wiggling it around.

"Ew... well yes, but only sometimes," Moonbin explains.

He quietly looks at you for a moment before asking, "am I allowed to show you?"

When you nod, he carefully holds the back of your head with one hand and cups your cheek with the other as he pulls in, opening his mouth this time. It's a strange feeling at first, but butterflies begin to stir within you as he kisses you more deeply.

After pulling away, Moonbin wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, a dazed expression on his face.

"Wait... this means I'm your first kiss, right?"

You nod, feeling a little shy under his loving gaze.

"Well... how was it?" he asks you, taking your hands in his and playing with your fingers.

"Too short," you joke.

Moonbin suddenly tackles you down onto the bed you were both sitting on, burying his face in your shoulder and playfully poking at your sides.

"I didn't know you would be such a kissing maniac," he teases you.

"I guess it's only cause you're a good kisser," you reply.

#astro imagines #astro scenarios #moonbin imagines #moonbin scenarios #moonbin fluff #boyfriend!moonbin #moonbin x reader #moonbin x you #boyfriend!moonbin x reader #boyfriend!moonbin x you #astro fluff #astro au #boyfriend!moonbin au #moonbin au #kpop fluff #moonbin #astro #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines

295 notes · View notes

littobin · 3 years

Text

sprung

genre: suggestive romantic stuff, with a tiny bit of angst

pairing: tattooist!moonbin x reader.

warnings: none ? just a minimal language, and kinda heavy making out... yeah

- summary: sanha, the well known skater, had an older brother. and maybe his best friend y/n was too in love to proper think.

a/n note: this is kinda long and emo, it's just my first time writing in this genre so hfjbfn sorry in advance. gender neutral, also for a special friend who encouraged me to post on her birthday. planning on do stuff for the other boys soon. :)

...

[1:02AM]

putting a bit of effort into it you open your eyes, tired after waking up from what felt like a long nap.

your head still was unsettled, confused, looking around the place you found yourself at. by some point then you manage to recognize the living room and the nice sofa on which you were lying, such things from nothing less nothing more than the comfy, simple house of your best friend, sanha.

honestly no matter how much you tried to recall it on your mind, nothing reminded you of what could have happened for you to wake up there. despite how it was already one habit of yours to often visit this house where the tall, half black half blonde haired boy used to greet you in with his bubbly smile several times, and of course with his extra peculiar style, ripped pants, bandaids and chaotic printed t-shirts you always thought to be funny.

to be friends with a professional skater since high school days wasn't so bad, after all sanha was indeed one of a kind, such a mature and high spirited boy. he was such a nice goofball, always ready to talk about any topic, share taste on music or learn new things, the actual opposite of what people say about someone like him. sanha has always been an amazing friend, making you feel comfortable and your days a lot lighter every time you went to see him after dealing with responsibilities.

whether your short visits were to spend some time for both of you to help each other with things about studies or just when you missed spending time with him, you were already a common guest. for textbooks and notes purposes or for when it'd all turn into laughs, popcorn and your best friend's favorite games, or even in skate competitions he used to bring you with him at the square down street.

or else, when you'd also come to secretly see the black haired handsome man always on his casual clothes living there with your friend, who at the time he was home would stay sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes doing his works outside at the small desk near the garden, sometimes practicing sketches in his own room.

sanha introduced him as his older brother bin, who unlike him was a lover of all kinds of arts. whom you shouldn't pay so much attention to, but before your mind could go against it all of your thoughts were just as they ended up. constantly filled with him, with the need to see him everyday.

however now instead of going on trying to figure out any other possibilities to what could've brought you there, or even letting your thoughts wander over sanha's brother again, you hear calm footsteps approaching and immediately close your eyes, burying yourself on the sofa's recline. there you pretend to be still asleep, yet not understanding why your first reaction was like this, if it could be just your best friend.

for a few minutes the atmosphere remains monotonous, but soon enough turns tense as you feel someone come too close. two strong muscular arms embrace you carefully, bringing a sweet smell of shampoo you instantly could recognize so well. since the time when, in a game match with your best friend and his brother, both you and sanha attacked him with tickles for being the loser, as a form of punishment. you'd never forget it, for how it was your very first time hearing bin's boyish giggles, and touching his so silky, smooth hair, like a thin fabric tinted by the late night hues.

all of this together sent your heart pounding madly, already knowing who was there with you, especially when his jaw's downy skin brushes against your face for the proximity. at first he made a kind of awkward attempt to put you into his arms, in a position you could be carried comfortably. after one more try he gets to pick you up, and just when he easily manages to hold you firmly in bridal style, taking you off the couch like a light plush on his arms, nervousness started taking over you in silence as you couldn't assimilate where he planned to carry you to.

albeit a bit sudden at times and without much control of his own strength, except when you saw him drawing extremely detailed lines with his tattoo needle for customers at the studio he worked in, to where once sanha took you to bring him lunch, albeit he was too broad and intimidating, and his own homemade food didn’t always come out good for that little rough way of his no matter how hard he tried to do something thinking of you and sanha, albeit it all bin was always too gentle, too loving. it was so much whenever he'd open his mouth to talk with such sweetness and even a tiny bit of timidity to express his thoughts, even though how excellent he is with words, all of his little 'eh?'s when he'd be confused or cute neck scratches, you'd never believe he'd be a professional tattooist for years. he could normally work for all kinds of people, from madams to rockers, and do any type of drawings, from small daises to pretty complicated dragons and skulls. you'd have no clue of it if sanha didn't tell you, also about the fact bin always wanted to be a dancer, but because it was just the two of them and life tends to adapt itself according to necessities, he never thought about doing tattoos, yet casually came to work on it with time.

outside his job bin always took good care of his younger brother, though the troubles sanha would occasionally cause or how mischievous he could be even with him, and bin had to hit his head sometimes. all of his gestures were always docile, humble, treating you as if he was also a friend, and always being a real gentleman. not mentioning the countless times he had his crescent moons smile on up his eyes, just utterly enchanting.

all of this inevitably got you even more lovestruck, and your heart weak, no matter how hard you tried to muffle down those feelings. bin remained as the only man whose your mind and its daydreams for hours never grew tired of, the only one who gave new colors to your days. the more you knew him the more you were sure you couldn't be in any other way than hopelessly in love with him, too affected whenever he'd be around.

before you'd notice it you were thinking about this, about all you kept hidden inside for him. so you just settled yourself to forget what would be going on and let him believe you were really asleep, although in fact tension ran down your nape feeling his body's warmth, heat uncontrollably up your face while you leaned against his large chest.

after a few minutes of more footsteps sounds on stairs and doors opening through he carried you, bin stops at a certain point, slowly placing you carefully over another soft material, which you deduced to be of a bed.

you held yourself static, thinking he'd soon leave you there to rest and go, as you figured out sanha's brother probably would do so by his cordiality. nevertheless almost all at once you were simply taken aback when the male leaned on the bed, and slowly on top of you. his elbows and one knee supported him over, in such a way that made you too weak under his figure covering yours up, as if he was like a huge brown bear in charge. shivers hardened your shoulders, as you feel a heavier breath against your face.

"i know you're awake." he says softly, yet his characteristic boyish voice sounding way huskier than normally. you instantly open your eyes in disbelief over what you've heard, and just so your cheeks turns crimson, realizing how both of you were just few centimeters apart. his stunning almond eyes sparkled brightly into the room, dark and hooded while staring deeply at you. every one of his features on his manly face were lined on a serious expression, seeming concentrated, but almost fatal.

"bin.." all you could do was just mutter his name sheepishly over embarrassment, only to get a sigh from him in response. "shh..." his index finger lightly touches your mouth, tracing its tip to the corner of your lips, your hands starting to sweat cold just by the small contact with his digits.

bin then suddenly towered over you, without removing his intense brown irises from yours and rests his arms around your face, so his long fingers would now caress your hair. solely in this move his body quickly cornered you on the bed by his height. butterfly swarms rush into your stomach, as for a few minutes both of you kept quiet, staring intently at each other.

you swallowed hard. any trivial action like breathing now seemed dull, with him there so close to you as never. bin was like the definition of being drop dead gorgeous, every detail, every fiber of him exuded beauty, to almost seem unreal. through these few seconds watching him you couldn't keep your eyes from wandering, over each one of them. his thin, dainty rosy lips, which looked a little swollen, begging for another one's touches. black hair strands resembling the universe's dark matter hovering messy on his slightly sweaty forehead, and over his expressive frowned eyebrows. soft, milky skin which became a little more flushed as he stared at you, thick neck exposed by his t-shirt colar, wide shoulders covered by his cardigan tucked on his elbows.

oh everything about him was, so breathtaking.

although you couldn't understand why he was doing this, for how in your head you wondered why such an attractive man like him, who anyone would want to have, was there looking this way at someone so simple, still you couldn't hold back such things he made you feel. too many things screaming for you to let them out. and it was just the same for him.

"you know what.. damn it.." you heard bin break down the silence with a shaky whisper, and before you'd realize or question anything he placed your noses together in a soft brush and collided your lips with his eagerly, both of you sighing in the contact.

fear still was the main emotion taking over you, even though you closed your eyes right away and gave in to him, millions of beautiful sensations coursing through your veins at once. you simply didn't have any idea on how to act, what you should do in the first place all because of the frozen state his attitude caused, something you'd hardly come up with in your dreams by how far out of your reach you thought it'd be. however now you just put everything aside, gradually melting away with your knees getting weaker, as you felt bin kissing you in an irresistibly slow, delicate way.

not even through any of your deductions with yourself you'd imagine these little things which had your heart to almost explode now, that his nose would be so soft, and his lips would taste so sweet, velvety in their texture extremely hot and moist, pressing and moving gently as if they were massaging yours. easily you were found anesthetized, like one who reaches the ninth cloud. when they started to move more, just a bit hungrier between small sucks created by him and nibblings on your lower lip, you began to gradually further correspond them into the kiss, wherein he lets out quiet sounds, his pulsations so out of control and his cheeks burning red just as, or perhaps even more than you.

bin was still trying to not lose his composure. still trying to keep the feelings he had hidden for you from being all poured out at once, like a waterfall.

since the first time when sanha introduced you to him as his best friend, after he came home from a rough day at work. since then when you smiled saying your name and he could sense flowers blooming all over his chest, stealing the air on top of his lungs. to every time you locked eyes for too long or your hands accidentally touched his when you'd volunteer to help him in the kitchen. every little conversation, every time you patted his shoulders to encourage him when his brother would as well, never looking intimidated, like most people he knew.

he didn't want to show each drop of his honesty so fast in case you wouldn't flinch, but it was too hard when he had you there kissing him back, only the two of you in this moment, feeling you not repress him but otherwise, just wanting his touches as much as he's been longing for yours. he couldn't help but lose his mind more and more into each of your small actions. your hands timidly plugged on his waist, almost embracing it while his warm, long fingers intertwined with your hair strands, that somes mixed a little in his bangs, or your leg unconsciously poking his. in a way that without noticing bin tightened his arms more around you as well as the pressure of his chest, looking for more and more closure to you.

it didn't take long until the male would part his lips like a bud's petals, and so you shudder with his hot tongue there rubbing your lower lip, asking for entrance. you just give in not even being able to think through all the flustering this new sensation sent on you, and bin slowly deepened the kiss, making it fulfilled by all the so suffocated attachment you had for each other.

little by little his tongue slides in intertwining with yours, as the first thing hitting you was the fresh flavor of his chocolate mint cereal bar, which you were used to always see on bin's hands or pockets, and it just added an even better feeling through you explored his mouth. plenty more touches come up between the two of you so that the male, after staying still in the same position for a little while, suddenly slides one of his arms down. his huge veiny hand grips firmly and gives light squeezes on your side what caused you to jump a few times, running it down in a path of pure shivers to your hips, until he catches your hand still on his waist and without any previous warning pulls it in, under his shirt.

air immediately hitched on your throat out of shock, but bin was immersed, focused on only feeling you more. in the intervals his tongue's tip traced your mouth tilting his head for access, and when he brought it back so he'd press and gently suck your lips with his, the male kept the pace guiding your hand on his large back. slowly he also brought it down to the point of his firm, built up abdomen, which caused chills on himself, and moved your palm to make contact with the warmth of his absurdly soft, fragile bare skin inside the fabric. uncontrollable pulsations took over you the moment you get access to this new touch, your head in a fog of only bin.

this one was indeed a little different from the docile person you knew, with his contagious smile behind gloves and a tattoo needle you were so used to see. instead bin showed to be such an intense man, and why not say sexy, full of alluring gestures you didn't know how to handle, solemnly irresistible. over an impulse you make up a little of courage and start moving your hands by yourself, caressing and feeling his muscles, that have always been apparent on his manly athletic body, as each of his proportions under the shirt.

"god.." he suddenly said under his breath in a way sounding too sensual from his gracious, still husky voice among the kiss, melting completely in sensitivity and a cardiac mess because of you. bin then pressed a few more pecks a few more times on your lips, not wanting to pull away but doing so already for running out of air, through both of you parted trying to catch it.

yet you fail miserably, as soon as you see your best friend's brother face, completely flushed and breathless. his coffee colored eyes dripped fondness and loads of tiny stars all together, eyebrows pressed in such a lovely, affectionate expression you swore you never saw anything so endearing in your life. if it wasn't for another beat skipping your chest when you noticed a small amount of saliva, that you could clearly define as traces of the wonderful kiss of a few seconds ago, in the corner of his mouth.

as soon as he notices your widened eyes, bin's face changes and he cleans it by licking his lips seductively, as if he knew how much it affected you. the cardigan he wore falls from over his shoulders and he removes the cloth piece, dropping it on the floor. a small smile sprouted on his captivating features when he looks over at you watching him, as he lowered himself to your neck, putting his lips near your ear.

"keep going.." bin closed his eyelids, feeling the characteristic and comforting smell of fabric softener on your clothes. this smell which he always had on his memories from that day he shyly hugged you on your birthday, that now made him ask sweetly into whispers for your hands on him again, pressing more of his fine body and chest against yours.

his hips suddenly rolled down in a slow move, stimulating waves of electricity and adrenaline onto your stomach, your state now broke into sighs. you squeezed his waist slightly and involuntarily, moved by your latent feelings as he nuzzled against your neck, like a fluffy cat purring. bin was panting still heavily, sending incessant shivers down your spine.

"bin... you.. you're too much.." losing any lasting control over yourself you buried your face deeply on his shoulder and grabbed his huge biceps, letting out any first thing that would come out of your mind.

he smiled against your skin with a muffled chuckle, light and content for how cute you sounded to him, what got you even weaker as well as over the moisturizer perfume on his exposed collarbones by his shirt, before you went to fulfill his request. soon enough your palms were all over his muscular back once more, massaging them in up and down movements. bin took time to appreciate the feeling of having you into his arms, touching your hair, your nape, your lower back, or your cheeks where he decided to put gentle, tender kisses, that got you forgetting even more about the destination of your fingers under his shirt.

they ran all over his torso, sides, down to his beautiful abdomen once again to trace trembling patterns with your fingers under his stomach, running them up to reach the area of his chest, where you accidentally touch one of his nipples. bin stopped when he felt the stimulus, letting what sounded like a frustrated moan resonate in response, and you move your hands right away. yet you didn't expect him to feel so flustered to the point of, having his weight against you, to this time start distributing wet kisses, full of desire onto your neck and jaw.

in the middle of them bin took pauses where he sucked some of your skin to mark it slightly, or moistened each sensitive spot he left with the way too warm texture of his tongue. his hands also return to be entirely over you, one putting stronger, breath taking grips and squeezes on one side of yours as the other entered under the hem of your sweatshirt, his thumb touching your belly's area. each thing he did left you helplessly more and more of a mess for him, while his hips gave another roll once again in an enticing motion, causing you to feel an inevitable friction you tried to ignore but his moves only made it harder and harder, between his thighs wrapped tight by his jeans and yours pressed in the middle of his from jumping so much with his touches.

"sanha, saw you fell asleep, and asked me to take you to a room.. i went to see you and heard, you mutter my name.. saying that you wanted to have me..." for a moment, your eyes widen in realize, and finally you get how you were there.

your mind gets back remembering how sleepy you were before you'd come to see sanha, something which was again the result of another pulled night thinking about life, studies, and about bin constantly, about how incredible would it be if you had the courage to confess to him. but before you could even die of embarrassment for letting your dreams go too high right at your bestfriend's house, right next to him, bin slowly brings another trail of his warm kisses up your neck, eliciting quiet whimpers from you this time, especially when he stroked your waist skin inside your sweatshirt and reached for your earlobe, instantly capturing it in his mouth to suck on the small cartilage.

"do it now.. do whatever you want." you heard him confess with a bit of difficulty on his tone, for the much any response from you for now would mean to him. therefore he stopped, pulling away as he looked at you with sad traces, insecure.

bin needed to know about you, to get a reassurance from you, one more time of you expressing fully whether you were in love with him as much as he was with you to let yourself stay with him more, or if not, as hard as it could be he'd stop there, despite how reciprocal everything was from your side. he didn't want just a make out with you.

uncertainties still bothered him inside, through several sleepless nights spent on his room's desk among all his draft drawings and work notes, but thinking of the stupid, probably one sided attachment he developed for you, growing everyday because of how regularly he could see you. way too quickly you stole a space on his heart, bigger than the passion for art and colorful designs his job gave him. even when his needle did its work putting on pigment, when he found himself alone before a customer would come, he often wondered about what you'd feel, if you saw him only as your best friend's brother, if it'd be too risky to try and tell you what he felt.

there wasn’t one moment in 24 hours all of this didn't cross bin’s mind for once as the days went by, but he was too afraid of being rejected, to the point of thinking his brother could have much more chances with you. though he left all these things aside when he finally heard you demonstrating something for him as simple as saying his name on your sleep was, losing it all while he held you on his arms.

and so you knew you had to get all that fuss of feelings off your chest at once before the chance slipped from your hands. before you had no option but to go back to your routine of sinking in sighs about what could have been, wanting to be in his arms for a day, when you wanted it to be always.

taking a second to comprehend his eyes you raised your arms around the middle of his back to caringly engulf him on them. it caused bin to unhesitatingly lower himself again, resting his chin on your shoulder and hold onto your lower back, his heart rushing loudly, unsure by your action.

"i want what you want, love.." you confessed as well, still feverish for his previous caresses. then you just rested your face on his shoulder, and with all the sincerity within your heart you tightened your arms in a hug, trying to show your intention of making him feel exactly this, your simple embrace.

love.

as he heard you clearly when you hugged him, the moment you loosened the grip bin pulled his body a little away to look at you again. his serene, loving eyes flickered until they were deeply on yours, oceans overflowing with hope and anticipation into them. "did you say.. love?"

"yes, i.. always wanted to call you like that. can i?" your knees flutter with your own question, just by the idea of being able to call him as something that in so long would describe him so well for you.

bin, however, sighed till the bottom of his lungs, both now filled as everything within into a magical warmth, through every inch of his longing feelings were complete over his exhale. he wondered if he was dreaming, if this was finally the pure and graceful joy of touching clouds, or the lightness of blowing dandelions to the wind, of knowing that you felt the same, despite how he still couldn't believe it at all.

"you're so cute, i adore you so much y/n. if you say it like that, i'll be addicted to you.." the male's palm comes back to find itself cupping your cheeks, as his fingertips against your ear. once again you watch his fascinating gaze and face too close to yours, his irises, his lips to his shoulders, as if it turned into a new habit which would give you life. his voice sounds honeyed, like a blanket on winter, yet intimate, breathy.

almost as an immediate response you blinked repeatedly at the main three words on his first sentence, as of it didn't take long until you blushed violently trying to proccess everything, surprising bin while you placed your wrists at your nose's level to hide your face. you were now too caught up on a mixture of inexplicable waves of euphoria and emotions hitting you, too overwhelmed at all of these extremely heartfluttering things he just said so naturally. god, indeed he was too much to handle, but he still was your favorite.

"don't do this, fool! i adore you too.. a lot.." with your wrists still there your embarrassed expression only increase as you let out, but soon you moved them aside when the sound of his soothing laugh echoed into your ears. "wow.. i guess i'm the happiest fool now."

bin was smiling widely, grinning, perhaps in the most angelic, genuine way among all the days you've seen him do through routine. the crescent moons forming his beaming eyes harmonized as his lashes half closed with the curves on his lips up, giving room for two light dimples, forehead aligned with yours, emotions all over that you still couldn't read, as of relief and affection at the same time on his details. to hear him laughing in a tender and so spontaneous tone, his body seeming relaxed, comfortable, and to be a part of it almost like watching stars at midnight, all of this also made you smile along with him.

without being able to express too many feelings at once or what you'd like to say to him now you simply place your fingers against his face, the small, gelid earring on his ear, touching his bangs between them dearly, as if he'd be made of crystalline glass. another silence raised as you both kept looking at each other, like the night stopped passing around you, until bin draws another small smile and breaks the short distance again.

you took a deep breath, grabbing a certain spot on his shirt when you feel all the coziness of his thin lips pressing more kisses on different points of your face all slowly. on the area next to your nose where he placed the most of them, or on your mouth as he initiated another sweet, luscious round of lips on lips, pulling you closer and closer by your lower back, which seemed to be his best choice for a comfort zone.

but it doesn't take long for his attention to turn back to your neck, stopping to scan and softly trace his thumb on the small crimson hickeys he left there.

"some of them, look like tattoos... sorry, i.." bin whispered, trying to explain himself somehow embarrassed, but gets interrupted by you taking the initiative to hold on his back and get closer.

there you bury your face on his neck and kiss him gently, under his jaw to the beginning of his collarbones, as of every inch of his velvety skin flushed hot and sensitive in goosebumps where you explored. still being a bit taken aback bin shut his lashes and rested his cheeks now tinted in shades of pinkish hues against yours, disarmed by your suddenness. the more he felt your timid lips going so intimate on him, the more unrestrained beats and pantings had the best of him at that moment, bin no longer being able to maintain the same calm. you always had that power to leave him like that, definitely. the only one who ever did.

"there's something i always wanted.. but first tell me, if you want me by your side." one of his thick arms hug your waist, a barely audible moan escaping through he said out without thinking at all, just letting himself upon your guidance, locked on your touches.

the moment you proccess bin's words and what they'd mean your fingers slip from curling the silky strands at his nape, also leaving the curve of his shoulder where you planted more confident kisses, as if by magic your heart was sent on another unbalanced marathon. did he really ask it?

"of course.. of course i do." you answered his doubt with your whole chest, and it was all he ever waited to have you saying.

bin didn't know what exactly made him feel so lost on everything about you, wishing to stick to your side more and more. but he knew it was such a thing way too heavenly for him to not want to dive deep in. one drink, or a way too pure cup of water on thirsty times he'd last there appreciating till the last drop, a room wherein he'd feel better than in any other, or even a necklace he'd carry on himself everyday, a permanent tattoo.

any way it all should be, he wouldn't care. as of the moment he heard you a smile flourished across the corners of his lips again, and in a matter of minutes he held your sides pulling you with him as he sat back among the sheets, placing you onto him all too fastly and strongly in a way you had to look for support by putting your trembling palms on his chest.

you were left once more in a loss of words, swallowing hard over another wave of butterflies when you found yourself held sitting on his lap and facing him, through he gave you such a dangerously charming, sexy smirk, gaze so intense it almost knocked you dizzy like you never thought to be. yet less even would you imagine he'd strip off his t-shirt right in front of your eyes, and reveal his toned, absolutely perfect torso, all of his muscles there totally exposed from collarbones to his lower abdomen, where a black butterfly spreading its wings showed up printed on his skin at his side. bin just let your shocked eyes hover on the sight of his whole sculptural half naked body, before he'd glue your foreheads and squeeze your sides excitedly, also giving attention to your right thigh caressing and gripping it with his other hand through he adjusted you on his lap.

"everything i want is us, y/n..."

he couldn't wait to throw aside his stupid composure with you.

110 notes · View notes

parkjess · 4 years

Note

hi there! can i request for an astro accidental drunk confession to the reader where the reader tried to take care of them because they’re drunk & they thought it was someone else or something like that!! im not sure if i make sense 😭

Thank you for requesting!🥰

Note: Since I can’t really imagine a different reaction for the 6 of them, this one will be in pairs I think would act the same.

Sorry for writing this forever! I had a writing block and needed time to get inspiration.🙏🏻

Myungjun& Moonbin:

He was on his way back home when he texted you he’ll be there in a while, so you made the bed for him, assuming he will be tired after a night out with the boys.

He was staying at your place for the weekend since he had work to do around, and his own place was 2 hours away from here. So you gave him the spare room you had in your apartment you share with your other best friend, his sister.

Waiting for him to open the door, but it was too late now and you didn’t hear anything from him for a while now since he last texted you. Suddenly, a weird noise, such as a ball hitting a wall was heard at the front door.

Worriedly, you jumped off the couch, heading straight to check where the noise came from.

Opening the door, there was your friend, all spread on the floor now, arms seemed to give in.

“Oh my god!” You accidentally shout too loudly, immediately placing a hand on your mouth, calling out to your friend for help. Both of you make an attempt to lift the drunk guy, but eventually drag him on the floor to his temporary bedroom.

“Why did you drink so much, dummy.” You hit his arm playfully while your other hand dips a towel in a water bowl, placing it on his forehead. He didn’t say anything but only opened his eyes a bit, as if he just woke up, feeling dizzy.

You grabbed the water bowl to bring a new one, but as you just lift yourself of his bed you were sitting on until now, he grips you arm and stops you with the small amount of energy he has left. He calls you by his sister’s name, but she left as soon as you started to take care of him.

“Wait, I’ll bring more water.” You didn’t even bother telling him not to move anywhere because you know he’s tired and tipsy. -“I like y/n so much where is she~” he whines as you stay there shocked from what you just heard. What the hell, he thinks I’m his sister!

You decided not to interrupt him and just listen to his words, as you already knew, the truth comes out when he’s drunk. Not bothering to tell him you are not his sister, he won’t even remember this in a few hours.

“Bro...” you call him, feeling uncomfortable by calling your childhood crush like that but it doesn’t even matter now. “I’ll bring you something to eat.” Only looking for an excuse to run away. -“I should tell y/n I love her...” he says in a drunk, low voice, grabbing his phone to call you.

“No, no you should rest now.” You take his phone and throw it somewhere else on the bed, heading to the kitchen.

When you came back you see his face lighten up, he took his phone and texted someone. Suddenly your phone got a notification he noticed, him sending you his confession in many texts was a mess since he could hear every notification you got whenever he sent.

-“OMO! It’s you...” he says surprised, yet his voice still shaking from being drunk and wasted. “I- you need to rest, go to sleep, it’s too late. I’ll be here in the morning.” You say finally and get out of the room, leaving him blushing, not worried enough due to the fact he won’t remember this after tonight.

In the morning he woke up to the sunlight shining bright in his eyes, bothered by it a little. Flexing out his arm to search for his phone on the bed, finding it within seconds and grabbing it with the least of power he has so early in the morning, well, early for a person who got drunk at midnight.

‘Are you awake yet?’ That was a text you sent him few minutes ago, maybe that’s the reason he woke up?

Oh shit, you thought. I shouldn’t have send it, he would read the last texts from last night!

“Hey! Good morning, how do you feel?” You break at once into his room, opening the door widely, making him jump and throw his phone away. -“you scared me! At least knock before you open the door like that!” He shouts, coughing because his morning voice gets cut.

-“I saw the messages.” He says when he gets out of the bed, wearing his shoes and fixing his hair, before you even get the chance to say something. “I hoped you won’t...” you confess. -“Yeah I don’t remember sending them but I only remember getting drunk with the others. So I guess I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

“Is that true?”

-“Yeah you brought me here.”

“Not that you were drunk, idiot. What’s you said there.” You point at the phone that was laying on the carpet, upside down, with your head.

-“They say you never tell lies when you’re tipsy.”

“You could’ve just say it’s true, why all the poetic shit all of the sudden?”

-“Why you’re so mad so early in the morning?” He asks, stepping closer to you, you’re still wearing your pajamas, as well as he wears his last night’s clothes.

“Because, for years I’ve been waiting for you to say you love me, I hoped you will. And this is not how wanted it to be...”

-“Wa-wa-wait... does that mean- oh my- you love me back?”

“Stupid idiot, yeah why did you think I became friends with your sister?”

-“I think... do you wanna go on a date with me, y/n?” He smiles at the end, when your name comes out of his mouth, so softly.

“Promise you won’t get drunk there?”

-“Maybe only for you to take care of me.” He says, leaving a smirk.

Jinwoo & Dongmin:

You were sitting with your group of friends at the restaurant, celebrating whatever kind of a good reason to drink to.

It was the best night ever, full of laughter and pure joy, but something felt too good to be true, and you had a feeling something weird is going to happen.

The older friends started with small shots, then moved to being completely wasted because of the bottles of alcohol they shoved straight to their brain. You and the younger ones didn’t have any idea what’s going on with the other ones, but only looked at what they are doing drunk like they were.

Fortunately, the restaurant wasn’t crowded as usual, and it was quite late for people to come in, even though it’s the middle of Seoul.

At some point, you and your younger friends, who tried to prevent themselves from getting drunk, sat there as if you were watching a show, of the three others arguing loudly, like they usually do while the beer starts to effect.

“Oh my god what are they doing?” You whisper to one of your friends, who was sitting beside you, taking a bite from a pork rib.

-“Don’t ask me, I’m not responsible for that.” He jokingly answers, as one of the actors of the show suddenly stands up, his chair meeting the wall 3 meters behind, making all of you startled.

“Yah!” He shouts, you look at him with eyes open wide as he looks down straight at you, pointing out his finger toward your direction.

“Y/n!” He claims your name loudly, you turned red only from embarrassment while the others look at you with surprise.

-“Please, lets go home.” You say, trying to pull him back down before it gets worse, nodding your head to the owner of the restaurant who apparently got scared they started a fight.

“I love you y/n!” All of the sudden, the sentence you never thought you’ll hear from him, comes out, and you’re not the only one who hears it.

-“Oh my!” You cover your face after hitting your own forehead with your palm, -“I knew something weird is going to happen!” You murmur under your lips.

“Daebak!” Sanha drops his chopsticks on the table, shocked at his friend who just confessed. The other two drunk friends of yours who were loud until now, all became quiet.

“I love y/n with my whole heart.” Oh my, you thought.

-“Lets please end this night and go back to the dorm.” You nearly beg your sober friends, dying for this embarrassing moment will end soon.

When back at the dorms, you went straight to take care of the drunk babies, especially that one who confessed earlier tonight. Even though you nearly fell asleep while standing, you forced yourself to make sure they are going to sleep.

“Hyung, I love y/n so much.” He says softly to you, smiling unconsciously.

-“Shut up, I’m not your hyung.” You whisper to him as you place a towel on his burning forehead, bringing a bucket in case he wants to throw up.

For years you tried to hide and even delete your feelings for him, which didn’t work. And now you feel even more in trouble since he feels the same about you.

You decided to leave him a message for the next day when he wakes up:

‘I wasn’t your hyung, not even for a moment, last night.

I hope you don’t remember but I really wanna think you do.

I love you too. Y/n.”

Minhyuk& Sanha:

You were sitting with your best friend at a family gathering, his family this time after last time he was at your parents’ house.

Without you notice, he started to drink alcohol, shots that his cousins raised to cheers, and you didn’t even touch it though the adults might see this as disrespectful, but both you and your friend decided you’ll be in charge of driving tonight back to the dorms, despite the fact you weren’t the kind of a drinker.

At first he only started to whisper weird things in your ear you barely understood because it was unclear, then, he asked for more shots from his father, and you’re the only one who noticed the weird behavior of him. And maybe his mother too, but you said nothing yet. Until he stood up, starting to yell something, but you were wise and fast enough to put him back down and shush him before he embarrasses himself any more without being aware to it.

“Please control yourself, the night is almost over.” You whisper to him while holding his wrist close to you.

Luckily, his mother was sitting on the other side of yours. “Can I take him to your room? He’s completely wasted.” You ask her politely, she nodded her head with a slight worry spread on her face, like the loving mother she is to her son.

And you did, nodding to the rest of the family while holding the big, drunk baby, so he won’t fall down. “I told you you’ll end up drinking, you never listen to me...” you say to him, even though he can’t really understand who you are right now or what you’re saying, but you did warn him before.

Sighing, pulling over his parent’s bed cover to make it comfortable for him to rest until he hopefully falls asleep. -“Mom...” he whispers loudly when he looks at you with his lids half closed, then grabs your hand. “I-“

-“Tell y/n she should stay here, it’s too late I can’t leave her driving alone at night...” your eyes widened at the sudden worry your friend just claimed about, wondering how much of alcohol he has in his blood right now that he doesn’t even recognize you while looking at you.

“Y/n will be okay, she’s not a baby.” You reply, without bothering to explain anything to him. But he only whines and being stubborn about you going back alone.

-“Aish- no! Mom I want her to be with me, and she is a baby. To me. You know how much I like her...” If you were surprised by his sudden worry a minute ago, now you’re completely shocked by his words.

“What are you talking about? I’m- I mean, y/n is a smart girl, she can...” you don’t know what, but something stopped you from keeping on talking, you just let him be and agree to everything he says. “Okay, son. She will stay here tonight.” You lied, but he won’t remember it anyway in the morning.

You went out of the room with your friend smiling at the thought of you staying there, it was way too weird for you to think he likes you, because you liked him forever now, even though you tried to hide and forget these feelings since you don’t to ruin your long term friendship. You’re like a daughter to his parents, especially his mom, but you couldn’t not tell her what you’re trying to process in your own mind.

“He thinks I’m you, and he really insists I’m gonna stay here tonight, so I agreed because he won’t remember he even asked for it.” There was that motherly look she gave you, patting your shoulder and listening to you. -“Wait, so you leave?” She asks, surprised, you can see how much he looks like her when she does that face.

“Yes of course, but I’ll leave once he’s asleep.” You wanted to check if he’s all good and don’t need any help, ignoring the fact he is in his parents’ place, where he used to live since he was born and until he grew up. Maybe that’s was just the way you were taking care of him as much as you can.

-“Why won’t you stay, y/n?” His mother speaks up when you pour water into a glass to give your friend and check up on him. “I really don’t want to be a burden...” you furrowed your brows, surprised at her offer like you were surprised from her son.

-“You’re not, I ask you to stay.” She says, as if it was a command.

“If it’s that case, I can’t refuse.” You smile at her and she does the same.

On that night, her mother let you both sleep together on her and her husband’s bed, just because she trusted you and her own child.

In the morning, he rised with the sun, stretching his hands, accidentally bumping into your neck, waking you up. -“Oh my god y/n! What are you doing here?”

“Oh! What time is it?” You couldn’t believe you actually fell asleep, it was difficult for you to sleep on others’ beds, and you tried to sleep the whole night, don’t even remember when you drifted to dreamland.

He was smiling a bit, never thought he would wake up next to you, in his parents’ place. “I- You were drunk last night and you asked your mom for me to stay.” You say as you cover your mouth due to the morning breath he didn’t care about.

-“I did? Oh my god...” he almost whispered only to himself, but you were close enough to hear that. Not sure if he already realized he confessed his feelings, but surely worried about it and thinking of how he can you ask you if you already know how he feels without actually asking it.

“You’re sweet.” You say at once while watching him overthinking, staring at the empty ceiling, his eyes are full of little stars, he turns his head when your words snap him out of his thoughts.

-“Hu- What? We’re you talking to me?” His blinking fast as if he didn’t see clearly.

“Can you see anyone else here?”

-“Why would you say that?” He has that slightly cold personality when someone he admires compliments him, and you, oh he admires you a lot.

“Remember how you told me few days ago that every word that comes from a one’s mouth, has a reason and meaning?” You remind him, without both of you to notice, your bodies got close to each other and you face him so closely right now, scanning his beautiful skin.

-“Uhm... well?” He looks like he doesn’t listen, but he looks so beautiful looking straight into your eyes like this. “Then I believe it now.” You say and pick yourself up at once from the bed, wearing the slippers his mother gave you.

-“What has changed?” He asks, lifting himself on his elbow to support his body up on the bed, looking at you while you’re stepping to the door, taking one last look at him with a smile and say, “The fact that you said you love me, without being aware of it yourself.” You finally say, leaving the boy with an answer but completely confused, while heading out of the room.

48 notes · View notes

shining-red-diamond · 4 years

Text

Until My Very Last Breath

Words: 1.6k

Pairing: MJ x Diana (OC)

Rating: PG-13

Genre: angst, fluff towards the end

Warnings: mentions blood, guns, a robbery, and mentions for surgical procedures

A/N: Italics mean they’re speaking in Korean.

March 5, 2018. 7:21AM

“I’ll be home before dinner,” MJ promised before kissing his wife goodbye.

As soon as he had closed the door behind him, Diana watched him through their bathroom window to make sure he was out of sight. Once his car had pulled out into the street, she immediately went into the bathroom and pulled out the pregnancy tests she had hidden in the cabinet that held her feminine products. After she had taken the three tests –one digital, one regular, and one strip- she waited patiently for the results while she planned MJ’s birthday dinner.

Diana would surprise him at the studio later to celebrate with the rest of the ASTRO members for a while, and then bring him back home to have his favorite meal for dinner before giving him his birthday cake. She already had a gift picked out for him, but ever since she was starting to not feel like herself, she knew that they might have an addition to their little family. Even their beagle Mocha seemed to detect something was off.

The alarm on Diana’s phone went off, and she stood up from the floor to peak at the results. Her intuitions had been right. She was pregnant. She and MJ were going to be parents.

In her excitement, she nearly called her husband but stopped herself. One, she wanted to wait until later at dinner to tell him; and two, she noticed Mocha lifting her head in the direction of the kitchen.

Mocha always like to relax on the bed when Diana and MJ weren’t on it, but when someone that they knew entered the house she always lifted her head before jumping off to greet whoever was at the door. However, Mocha just sat there and began to growl after about a minute.

Thinking that MJ had came back to retrieve a forgotten item, Diana just shushed the dog and hid the tests in her bathroom drawer to go see what was going on. She heard some rustling but brushed it off as her husband knocking something over.

“Myungjun?” she called before turning the corner to the kitchen.

The song ended, and the boys finished the choreo in their ending poses. After a few seconds, they all could relax and take five before rehearsing once more. A comeback was coming up, and they were working very hard on preparations. MJ was giving his 110%, but of course, he wanted to go home and be with Diana. That would be the best birthday present he could ever want.

As soon as he and the other members could take a break, the eldest member immediately went to get some water and check his phone. He pulled the bottle out of his bag and took a satisfying gulp. Checking his phone, he only got one text from his mother wishing him a happy birthday and requesting that he and Diana come have dinner with her and his father soon. MJ chuckled and replied back, promising he would.

“MJ-hyung!” Sanha called from another room. “Can you come here for a minute?”

“Okay!” he called back. Once he slid his phone into his pocket and his water in his bag, he stood back up and followed where he figured Sanha’s voice came from.

He noticed that one of the meeting rooms was pitch dark and decided to investigate. It was a cliché horror film move, but his curiosity had peaked. Tiny lights burned from the center of the room and realized that his members had surprised him on his birthday.

MJ burst out into laughter as they all sang “Happy Birthday” to him. After making his wish, he blew out his candles; and MJ took a few pictures to post to social media later. He was sad his wife wasn’t there, but he knew he’d see her when he got home.

After laughing at Sanha smearing some frosting on Moonbin’s face, MJ noticed his phone going off non-stop. When he checked, tons of texts were flooding in like a tsunami, mostly from his and Diana’s neighbor Mrs. Jung.

Myungjun, please call me.

Something has happened.

Where are you?

Diana’s in the emergency room.

MJ’s heart dropped at the most recent one, and immediately rushed out of the room as he called his neighbor. She immediately picked up.

“What’s going on?” he asked. “What’s happened to my wife?”

“Diana’s been taken to the emergency room,” she explained, her voice sounding like she had been crying. “Your house had been broken into, and the police have ruled it as a robbery gone wrong. Whoever broke into your house probably didn’t realize your wife was still home. They shot her.”

Fear and anxiety paralyzed MJ. One of his worst nightmares had come true, and he didn’t know if the love of his life had been taken from him. He could feel the tears push though.

Not Diana, he begged. Not my Chae Sarang.

MJ rushed into the emergency room and didn’t stop until he was in front of the nurse’s desk. His sudden movement caused her to jump a little.

“Can you please tell where Diana Kim’s room is?” he begged, his voice cracking as he was close to tears.

“Are you a relative?” she asked.

“I’m her husband.”

The nurse checked her records, and said, “She’s still in surgery right now, but when she’s out we’ll bring you back here for you to see her.”

“Please.”

Another nurse was brought in and helped him to the waiting room. He was so frozen in sorrow that he could hardly move at all. Thankfully, his other members, including Euni and Mrs. Jung had come by for support.

“She’s still in surgery,” MJ sobbed as Eunwoo gave him a tissue and Mrs. Jung sat down by him. “She wasn’t shot in the heart or the head, was she?”

Mrs. Jung shook her head. “She was shot in the arm. They think that whoever had the gun got scared and just fired before fleeing. I heard a gunshot before I heard Mocha howling loudly. When I came in and saw what had happened, I called for help right away.”

“I appreciate you checking on the matter,” MJ nodded. “Is Mocha okay?”

“My husband is watching her.”

JinJin gave him a pat and said, “We’ll be here for as long as you want us to be.”

The eldest said nothing but nodded.

The next few minutes seemed to drag on. His head hurt from crying, but he didn’t care. He wanted his wife to be okay. He wanted to cuddle her, hold her, anything. His mind raced with multiple scenarios. What if she gets an infection? What if she has to have her arm amputated? What if she only has a few months to live? What if-

“Family of Diana Kim?” a voice broke the silence.

MJ looked up to find the doctor standing at the doorway with a clipboard in hand. He stood and greeted the doctor with a bow.

“I’m Kim Myungjun,” he said. “Diana’s my wife. Is she alright?”

The doctor gave him a reassuring smile and said, “She’s going to be just fine. We got the bullet out, cleaned the wound, and stitched her up.”

MJ released a sigh of relief.

“They’re very lucky, too,” the doctor continued. “The bullet hit very close to an artery in Diana’s arm, otherwise she would have bled to death.”

They?

“I’m sorry. Did you say ‘they?’”

“Yes. Did you know your wife was pregnant?”

Speechless was all MJ was feeling. He had noticed that Diana hadn’t been feeling like herself lately, but now it all made sense. Her sickness in mornings, her appetite changing, her moods being weird, everything.

“Congratulations,” the doctor smiled. “She’s awake now, if you’d like to see her.”

He was soon lead to a hall that housed multiple rooms on each side of it, and Diana’s room was the third one on the right. Upon entering, the lights were dim, but a bright one illuminated his wife sitting up in her bed. It pained him to see her arm wrapped in a sling, but he knew it was temporary.

“Diana,” he whispered her name.

She looked up, her eyes meeting his, and a smile appeared on her face in an instant.

“Hey, baby,” she greeted as he bent down to hug and kiss her. “I’m so sorry this happened. I never wanted this to happen on your birthday.”

MJ shook his head before pulling back and sitting on the edge of her bed. “Don’t blame yourself, please. Neither of us knew what was going to happen today.”

He then noticed the pictures sitting in his wife’s lap. Upon a closer inspection, he realized they were ultrasound pictures. Of course they were of Diana’s womb, but it showed something small and bean shaped in it.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, pointing out the photos.

“I found out right after you left for practice this morning,” she explained as she handed them to him.“I was going to surprise you at your birthday dinner tonight.”

Turning his head, MJ saw that Diana wasn’t meeting his eyes. He lifted her head for her to focus on him. “I’m just happy you’re still here with me,” he whispered. “You and our child.”

His hand went to her stomach, and his wife smiled softly.

“How’s your arm?” MJ asked.

“There’s no bullet, thanks to the surgery,” Diana replied. “But they said I suffered some nerve damage, so I will be starting physical therapy next week. I’m also going to be taking time off from work until they say I can do things normally again.”

Without a word, MJ pulled his into a warm and loving hug. Pressing a kiss to her head, he whispered, “I’ve promised before, and I’ll do it again; but I’m going to protect you until my very least breath. And that extends to our baby as well.”

Tags: @daybreakx @yeaimfishboi @keeper-of-the-uwus

#kwritersworldnet #kpopficsnetwork #starryktown #thekpopnetwork #kpopuniversenet #astro #astro x oc #astro mj #kim myungjoon #astro mj fluff #astro mj angst

12 notes · View notes

astrohawritings · 4 years

Text

I Have Your Heart (part one)

Rating; Fluff?

Warning ⚠️; None

Pairing; Moonbin X reader

Plot; (credit to _writing_ideas_ on Instagram) "You know I wear my heart on my sleeve."

"No! You know..you know it's not yours. It's my heart and you took it."

"I'm sorry you still feel that way."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'You know I wear my heart on my sleeve.'

'No! You know... You know it's not yours. It's my heart, and you took it.'

'I'm sorry you still feel that way.'

To anyone else, this simple exchange of dialogue would bring one answer clearer than the others; You had been in a relationship and had broken up, but you still harboured feelings for the man before you.

But they would be wrong.

The man before you- Moonbin - and yourself hadn't broken up, nor had you ever dated in the first place. You hadn't even really been friends before the..incident. But, you had lived in the same neighbourhood as children. Your families had been friends and frequently had dinner at each others houses. You had spoken a few times though, and you could hazily remember telling Moonbin that you wanted to live forever. And he had remembered.

When he was approached by some unidentifiable supernatural being, telling him that he would be spared (from what, he still doesn't know) and could live forever, but he had to chose someone to bear the burden with him, he instantaneously thought of you. The catch of the offer? He had to take their heart and wear it on his sleeve forever.

Moonbin decided that either way you would be the one he chose.

So, one day, he confronted you with a few other people you'd never seen before, apologising softly. Then, with a noise and a jolt of pain, your heart was out of your body, a quickly healing wound on the left side of your chest the only thing clueing you in to what had just happened. Your jaw hung open, looking at your heart, now sitting on Moonbin's sleeve.

There were no words for the apologetic look on his face as the other people outlined what your life would be like, you’d stop aging, yadda yadda. Then they dismissed themselves, leaving you both in silence. After countless moments of glaring from you and meek blubbering from him, you spun on your heel. 'I'm going home.' You snapped, not giving Moonbin time to speak. But as you got home, you found that you had no way in, and nothing was working.

Your keys fit the door, but they were useless in unlocking it. The back door wouldn't open no matter how much you willed it. The phone line cut out just as you were telling the locksmith your address.. And it did so everytime you tried. Slumping down on your front step and ignoring the stubborn tears wetting your cheeks, you yelled in frustration. Then, you allowed yourself to cry.

But it was different this time. Because unlike other times, where you could feel your heart hammering against the confines of your ribcage, there was an extremely apparent absence of that pounding. It didn't hurt, and there was no evidence of you literally not having a heart. No scar, no mark, no nothing. And you were still alive and functioning. Was all of this a fever dream that you'll wake up from soon? You sure hoped so. Just as you were muttering about how it'll probably rain soon, that it's just your luck, a certain man wandered up, head turned down, and tall body slouched in something like fear.

'What, Moonbin?' You snapped, covering your face with your hands. 'Listen, I'm sorry. But they, they approached me. They told me that I'd be spared from something if I obeyed and chose someone to live with me. You always said you wanted to live forever, so I though of-' Your sigh cut him off to see you standing up, peering at him through teary eyes. 'Spared? They? Live forever?'

'I don't know!' He wailed in frustration. 'It sounded bad, so I agreed. I-I should've asked you, but I got caught up in the moment and-'

'Shut up.' You sighed in defeat. 'What happened...happened. It's over now.' You glanced around, throwing a glare over your shoulder at your door, still stubbornly closed. 'I'd ask if you'd like to come in, but my door has decided that it will not open today.'

Moonbin, feeling that you were in a bit of a better mood (or so he thought), and wanted to try something. 'Did you offer the door a puppy?' You squinted at him, brain drawing a blank. 'Huh?'

'A Puppy. Did you offer the door a puppy? If I were a door, and someone offered me a puppy, I'd do whatever they wanted me to.' Moonbin explained, moving the stray strands of hair tickling his eyelids away while talking. You couldn't help but laugh, ending it with a sigh. With a shrug and a sudden urge to humour him, you turned toward the door a bit more. 'Jeez. I didn't think of that.' Softly so that you wouldn't alert any of the people wandering by, but loud enough for Bin to hear, you offer your inanimate front door, a puppy. You offered the cutest puppy to the door, yet it stayed closed.

'Huh. Usually works for my door. C'mon, I'll show you if you want.' Seeing as he didn't live that far away, you nodded, hesitantly gathering your things and following the man. 'I really am sorry.' He muttered, glancing briefly at your heart, still resting on his sleeve and beating away softly, as though it never left it's warm enclosure. You shook your head. 'Stop it. It's done now, and I guess I'll just have to get used to not having one. God forbid something happens to me and they need to find my pulse.' After a pause, you spoke again. 'Bin, the people said that neither of us will age after this, right?'

Bin nodded, tucking his hands into the pockets of his loose work out pants. 'Then what about dating? You can't date someone for too long. It'll get weird if they're aging and you're not.' It was like you were Bin's young child, asking your father about the world, and deep in thought as you trailed behind him, kicking at the concrete beneath your feet with each step.

'You'll trip yourself up if you keep doing that,' He murmured, wistfully looking into the distance. 'And I suppose that's true. Dating will be hard from now on. So will life. Every lifetime where we would die, we'll have to change our identities. Or..maybe not. We'll just have to see.'

You smirked at him, picking up both your speed and your feet. 'What if we dated each other. I mean, we both know what's going on and if we have to change identities, perhaps it would be easier to say we're married. It'll make it easier on both of us if we are. Then we're not looking at other people. Only at each other.' You were playing, to a certain extent. But you were also serious. Bin seemed to pick up your seriousness but not the playfulness, stopping and staring at you. 'You want to marry me? The person who just made your life- Fine. Let's date, then marry. You have a point, after all.' His sweet smile made its appearance, eyes softening into little crescents.

You spluttered in a flustered manner, gulping in air like a fish out of water. You hadn't expected Moonbin to take you seriously. He started walking again, pushing open the little gate that separated the footpath you'd just been following and the dainty little walkway that lead up to his front door. Your legs took over when he looked back at you, still holding the gate. 'Are you coming in?' You recovered, clearing your throat. 'Why'd you hold the gate? I can open it and let myself through.' You mumbled. Moonbin chuckled. 'My apologies for trying to be a gentleman. It won't happen again.' He mocked, holding the rim of an imaginary top hat between his thumb and first finger, tucking one leg behind the other and bowing.

His laughter bubbled out again when you shoved at him, pulling a face. Bin pulled out his keys, unlocking his door with ease. To humour you, as he did so, he murmured to the door about a puppy. The cutest puppy ever, he called it. Turning back to you, he shrugged. 'Told you the puppy thing worked.' He smirked, raising an eyebrow teasingly. 'Well, thank you for showing me.' You sighed heavily. 'God, this marriage thing is going to be fun!' You groaned, brushing past him and into his house.

The house hadn't changed from when you were kids. The only thing that had changed was that the house had been moved to Moonbin's name, in case something happened to his parents. 'It still smells of warm chocolate and honey.' You murmur, memories of simpler days popping into your mind. Bin smiled, leaning down to your height. 'Really?'

You smile at him. 'Yeah. But it smells better without your cologne invading my nose.' Bin laughed, straightening up and wafting air toward you. "I'm sorry m'lady. Here, some air smelling of warm honey and chocolate.'

'Warm chocolate and honey. It's your house, how did you mess that up?' You poke his stomach, surprised at the amount of muscle that flexed beneath your finger. He was never a squishy kid when he was younger, always tall, thin and good looking, but he definitely wasn't the most muscular. It seemed that things had changed.

It was then you found yourself studying what you could see of his body; his thighs, straining against the soft material of his Adidas sweatpants; the slight bulge where his bicep engaged beneath the long shirt covering his torso. And of course, the apparent abdominal muscles. His soft laugh was beautiful, eyes closed again in soft crescents. His voice was soft as well. Not what you'd call very deep, but deep enough to tell you that he had hit puberty. His voice didn't squeak anymore, or so you could tell, and it honestly was something you missed. You were positive Bin didn't miss it though.

You quickly snapped yourself out, mentally scolding yourself. Bin hadn't noticed your staring, too busy moving this and that, chattering to you as he calmed himself down. He flopped down on the couch beside you, arm resting on the back of the material, and switching the television on. 'Really? No drinks? No food? What kind of a host?' You mutter at him, standing up. 'Mi casa es su casa.' Bin murmured in a soft whisper. You paused to send him a glance, unable to hold back from smiling.

"Mi casa es su casa", meaning "My house is your house" was something you learnt at a young age and parroted to him a few times when his family was over for dinner. To know that he knew it, even if he himself had heard the phrase and didn't remember you telling him all those years before; even if he was simply repeating it, it made you feel a certain way.

You turned away again, leaving him to stare at the television, busying yourself with raiding the well-kept kitchen, gathering snacks and drinks. To tease him further, you waltzed out of the kitchen, placing a bowl of chips in front of him, patting his head as you left to go and get the rest of the snacks. 'Don't touch them, darling.' Bin hummed, still staring at the movie playing on the screen.

He was still staring at the tv when you came back, a blank stare, as though deep in thought. 'Bin, you okay?' You ask, leaning forward to put yourself in his range of vision. He simply gestured to the tv, or so you thought. The two people who had been with him when he first told you what had happened just a few hours prior we're standing just beside the tv. The woman smiled, stepping forward.

'We forgot to tell you,' She started, looking between the two of you. 'but you must stay together. If you're apart for too long, y/n's heart will start to slow down and it will stop eventually. Which, you know. Wouldn't be good.' Bin groaned softly, resting his head in his hands. You sough and leant back against the settee, turning your head to look at Bin. 'But,' the man standing beside the woman spoke, flicking his eyes between you both. 'clearly, you've both already worked that out, yes?'

'I guess.' You muttered softly. 'Were you the ones who-' 'stopped you from getting into your house? Yes. As we said, you both must stay together. It won't kill you, but it will affect you in other ways. It's within your best interests to stay with Bin. If you must be apart, make it only for a short time.'

With warm wishes, they left again, leaving both of you in silent contemplation. There was nothing to say, and so you both stayed silent, watching the tv and softly crunching on chips. As bedtime drew nearer, you searched Bin's house for a blanket and stole a pillow from his bed. He watched as you placed the pillow down on the sofa and laid the blanket out, laying beneath it and closing your eyes. He then copied you, stretching his long body out and shutting his eyes, listening to the sounds of the tv as he drifted off.

#arohanet #writeblr #astro writing #astrohawritings #astro kpop #moonbin #i have your heart #moonbin fanfic #kpop imagines #kpopidol #bin fic

17 notes · View notes

psychicreadsgirl · 5 years

Text

October 2019 - December 2019 for Korean Entertainment Industry in General

I’ll do a Korean entertainment industry reading for the months of October to December 2019.

October soon is ending, but the sombreness of this month will continue till the end. There will be a few more unexpected news that will not be very happy to fans, either departures, breaks/hiatuses, injuries, or accidents. Some litigation will either have results or start and this would go through until November to mid December. The litigation may either be a celebrity suing someone for malicious comments or could be a celebrity suing their own agency or vice versa. It can even entail lawsuits involving personal injury, divorces, inheritances, fraud, copyright infringement, etc. Many cases will not be publicly broadcasted but there will be a lot in the works.

November will welcome many comebacks and be filled with much business. Lots of blood, sweat and tears coming from many groups, all fighting for the awards in their own ways. A couple of anticipated groups will be coming back during this time, rather last minute, up till December. They are purposely making last minute comebacks to gain more momentum for the upcoming awards such as the AMAs, MAMA, etc. Again, some celebrities may be forced to take hiatuses for various reasons like mental health/physical injury or pure discipline from their agency. There may be a few blossoming couples being publicized or rumored among SNS and among fans. I strongly feel there will be some sort of “dating” scandal coming for a few popular idols, leaked by different agencies for their own agendas. Some agencies leak other news on purpose for revenge.

November also marks a month where some groups are fighting amongst themselves and are trying to get their solos. I see a few groups close to breaking up in November but will drag on till possibly 2020 - 2021.

In December, there will be the typical award ceremonies. However, this time, some of the results of the awards will cause fan wars and cause people to wonder about manipulation of votes. Another popular show may be under examination of manipulation of votes from October - December. A reunion of an unexpected group may be seen in December. A few reunions will be delayed again till early next year or never again. Several holiday season songs will be released as well.

December will also be a time where we may see some departures from several celebrities. Unexpected news is a big theme for the months of November to December, and even January 2020. It’ll get everyone wondering, “wtf? how could this be? what? omggg!” December 2019 to January 2020 is really all about big changes for many celebrities’ career. Some at the top of their careers currently will plummet hard while others will change directions for their careers or take breaks. Some may disappear from the spotlight forever. Some news of enlistments to military will trickle in from November to December too. Some expected. Some very unexpected, almost too early for their career/age.

----

What has come true

October 25, 2019:

Seulgi from RV missing from performance and Yeri is injured: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/red-velvet-performs-without-seulgi-injured-yeri-fans-extremely-worried-two/

October 27, 2019:

Woojin leaves Stray Kids: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/jyp-entertainment-announces-woojin-withdraws-stray-kids-comeback-delayed/

October 28, 2019:

Minzy reportedly filed an injunction against her agency, the Music Works Entertainment: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362089wpp/minzy-reported-to-have-filed-an-injunction-to-suspend-contract-with-her-agency

October 28, 2019:

EXO announced that they will be making their November comeback: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/10/exoiscoming-trends-number-1-worldwide-after-sm-announced-exos-comeback-k-pop-fans-reactions

October 28, 2019:

Sunmi files lawsuits against malicious comments: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/10/sunmi-files-lawsuits-against-netizens-leaving-malicious-comments

October 29, 2019:

IOI’s Kyulkyung reportedly may also be unable to join reunion: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/10/iois-kyulkyung-zhou-jieqiong-may-also-be-unable-to-join-groups-reunion-promotions

October 30, 2019:

Popeye entertainment closes down: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362483wpp/yoon-kyun-sang-oh-na-ra-and-more-search-for-new-agency-as-popeye-entertainment-closes-down

October 30, 2019:

Monsta X’s Wonho caught in upcoming litigation for allegedly owing money to Jung Da Eun: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/10/jung-da-eun-reveals-text-messages-from-monsta-x-wonhos-lawyer-after-debt-allegations

October 30, 2019:

Dok2 confirmed to be underdoing tax investigation: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362657wpp/dok2-confirmed-to-be-undergoing-tax-investigation

October 30, 2019:

Rainbow announces their return amidst reports of 10th anniversary reunion: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362660wpp/rainbow-announces-their-return-amidst-reports-of-10th-anniversary-reunion

October 30, 2019:

Park Jihoon announces comeback in November and Asia tour: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362655wpp/park-ji-hoon-announces-comeback-with-new-album-and-tour

October 30, 2019:

Starship Entertainment announces they will take legal action for a rumour raised about Monsta X’s Wonho: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362480wpp/starship-entertainment-denies-rumor-about-monsta-xs-wonho-considering-legal-action

October 31, 2019:

Lee Yoobi to take legal action against malicious commenters: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362762wpp/lee-yoo-bi-announces-decision-to-take-legal-action-against-malicious-commenters

October 31, 2019:

Monsta X’s Wonho leaves Monsta X: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362744wpp/breaking-wonho-leaves-monsta-x

October 31, 2019:

Starship Entertainment clarifies rumors regarding Monsta X’s Shownu’s dating a married woman rumor: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362766wpp/starship-entertainment-clarifies-rumor-involving-monsta-xs-shownu

October 31, 2019:

Monsta X’s Wonho is allegedly facing illegal drug charges: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/10/jung-da-eun-further-claims-former-monsta-x-member-wonho-is-facing-illegal-drug-use-charges-in-dispatch-interview

October 31, 2019:

ASTRO confirms comeback in November 2019: https://www.soompi.com/article/1362946wpp/astro-confirms-plans-for-a-comeback

November 4, 2019:

BTS’ Jeon Jungkook questioned by the police after causing a traffic accident :https://www.koreaboo.com/news/bts-jungkook-questioned-police-after-causing-car-accident/

November 4, 2019:

Golden Child to make a comeback in November: https://www.koreaboo.com/stories/golden-child-make-comeback-november/

November 4, 2019:

Nam Taehyun closes his agency and signs his band to another agency: https://www.soompi.com/article/1363758wpp/nam-tae-hyuns-agency-discontinued-south-club-signs-with-new-agency

November 4, 2019:

Actor Hong Jong Hyun to enlist early next month: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/actor-hong-jong-hyun-to-enlist-early-next-month

November 6, 2019:

ACE’s Kim Byeong Kwan to sit out on savage promotions due to polyp removal: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/aces-kim-byeong-kwan-to-sit-out-on-savage-promotions-due-to-polyp-removal

November 9, 2019:

CL leaves YG Entertainment: https://www.jazminemedia.com/2019/11/cl-leaves-yg-entertainment-after-10-years/

November 12, 2019:

ASTRO’s Moonbin to take hiatus due to health issues: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/astros-moonbin-to-take-hiatus-due-to-health-issues

November 12, 2019:

2 AM’s Jinwoo and Nine Muses’ Kyung Li reportedly dating: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/2ams-jinwoon-nine-musess-kyung-li-reportedly-dating

November 13, 2019:

VIXX’s Leo to enlist as a public service worker on December 2nd, 2019 and opens up about panic disorder and depression in letter: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/vixxs-leo-to-enlist-as-a-public-service-worker-on-december-2-reveals-that-hes-suffering-from-panic-disorder-and-depression

November 13, 2019:

Ahn Joon Young PD partially admits to vote rigging on produce 101 seasons 1 and 2: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/ahn-joon-young-pd-partially-admits-to-vote-rigging-on-produce-101-season-1-2

November 14, 2019:

Seungri to enlist in military: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/seungri-to-enlist-in-the-military-as-burning-sun-investigation-stalls-netizens-furious-over-lack-of-justice

November 17, 2019:

TRCNG’s Wooyeop and Taeseon sue TS Entertainment for child abuse: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/trcngs-wooyeop-and-taeseon-sues-ts-entertainmen-for-child-abuse-including-hitting-them-with-metal-chairs

November 17, 2019:

Seventeen’s S.Coups goes on hiatus to receive treatment for anxiety: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/seventeens-scoups-goes-on-hiatus-to-receive-treatment-for-anxiety

November 18, 2019:

Kim Saeron leaving YG Entertainment: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/kim-sae-ron-reportedly-leaving-yg-entertainment

November 19, 2019:

Former East the Light Member Lee Eun Sung to Enlist in Military this Month: https://www.soompi.com/article/1366809wpp/former-the-east-light-member-lee-eun-sung-to-enlist-in-military-this-month

November 20, 2019:

Daesung required to pay about $1.02 M in taxes on controversial building: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/daesung-required-to-pay-12-billion-krw-approximately-1025-million-in-taxes-on-controversial-building

November 24, 2019:

Goo Hara found dead in her home: https://metro.co.uk/2019/11/24/k-pop-star-former-kara-member-goo-hara-found-dead-28-11209087/

November 26, 2019:

Park Kyung Lawsuit & Vote Manipulation Accusations for others: https://www.soompi.com/article/1368039wpp/park-kyungs-agency-to-appoint-lawyer-expresses-wish-for-chart-manipulation-rumors-to-be-uncovered

November 26, 2019:

Stray Kids Lee Know suffers from minor ankle injury: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/stray-kids-lee-know-suffers-ankle-injury-jyp-gives-update-performance-2019-aaa/

November 26, 2019:

Malicious Commenters charged fines for defamation of Woolim Entertainment Artists: https://www.soompi.com/article/1368009wpp/malicious-commenters-charged-fines-for-defamation-of-woollim-artists

November 26, 2019:

MNET confirms I*ZONE and X1 will not attend MAMA: https://www.soompi.com/article/1368051wpp/mnet-confirms-izone-and-x1-will-not-attend-2019-mama

November 28, 2019:

Hyuna has been diagnosed with depression, panic disorder and vasovagal syncope: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/hyuna-depression-panic-disorder-vasovagal-syncope-diagnosis/

November 28, 2019:

UP10tion fans claim that Jinhoo is dating: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/up10tion-fans-jinhoo-dating-rumors-furious/

November 30, 2019:

GOT7′s Youngjae to sit out of weekend events due to health issues:https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/11/got7s-youngjae-to-sit-out-of-weekend-events-due-to-health-issues

December 1, 2019:

TWICE’s Chaeyoung misses Twicelight’s performance in Japan due to ill health: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/twices-chaeyoung-misses-twicelights-performance-in-japan-due-ill-health/

December 1, 2019:

GOT7′s Jackson Wang misses activities due to health concerns: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/twices-chaeyoung-and-got7s-jackson-will-also-be-sitting-out-of-schedules-due-to-health-reasons

December 1, 2019:

Former AOA members Mina calls out a certain murderer in Instagram post: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/former-aoa-member-mina-calls-out-a-certain-murderer-in-strange-instagram-post

December 3, 2019:

Fantagio rookie actor Cha In Ha found dead: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/fantagio-rookie-actor-cha-in-ha-found-dead/

December 3, 2019:

University releases official apology regarding using similar logo as Kim Jae Hwan’s fan club: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/university-releases-official-apology-regarding-using-similar-logo-kim-jae-hwans-fan-club/

December 3, 2019:

KONNECT Entertainment Reveals Kang Daniel’s Depression and Panic Disorder Diagnosis, Halts “TOUCHIN” Promotions: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/konnect-entertainment-reveals-kang-daniels-depression-panic-disorder-diagnosis-halts-touchin-promotions/

December 8, 2019:

Kim Gun Mo to take legal action against Youtube channel: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/kim-gun-mo-take-legal-action-youtube-channel-claims-sexually-assaulted-someone/

December 8, 2019:

MONSTA X Jooheon may not be performing at the 2019 Jingle Ball: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/monsta-x-jooheon-not-performing-2019-jingle-ball/

December 9, 2019:

BigHit Entertainment/BTS/JTBC’s Claims: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/big-hit-entertainment-makes-a-lengthy-rebuttal-to-jtbcs-claims-that-bts-is-seeking-legal-help-due-to-profit-disputes

December 10, 2019:

Kim Soo Hyun leaves Keyeast to start new one-man agency: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/kim-soo-hyun-leaves-keyeast-start-new-one-man-agency/

December 10, 2019:

Map6 announces military enlistment of 4 out of 5 members: https://www.soompi.com/article/1370758wpp/map6-announces-military-enlistment-of-4-out-of-5-members-agency-says-group-is-not-disbanding

December 11, 2019:

Gagman Park Dong Geun under fire after calling Busters’ Chaeyeon a bitch: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/gagman-park-dong-geun-38-fire-after-calling-busters-chaeyeon-15-bitch-prostitute-live-broadcast/

December 11, 2019:

Kim Woo Bin becomes a free agent after leaving agency: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/kim-woo-bin-become-free-agent-after-expiration-contract/

December 12, 2019:

2NE1 Minzy files appeal: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/2ne1-minzy-file-appeal-contract-nullification-music-works/

December 12, 2019:

Han Seo Hee alleges that Jung Da Eun is violent and abusive: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/han-seo-hee-states-that-jung-da-eun-is-violent-and-abusive-reveals-her-bruised-arms-and-hands

December 12, 2019:

Cosmic Girls’ Dawon to take hiatus due to anxiety disorder: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/cosmic-girls-dawon-to-take-hiatus-due-to-anxiety-disorder

December 12, 2019:

Broadcast PDs previously recruited by YGE from MBC reportedly leaving YG: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/broadcast-pds-previously-recruited-by-yg-entertainment-from-mbc-reportedly-leaving-yg

December 12, 2019:

Cherry Bullet’s Mirae, Kokoro and Linlin cancel contract and leave the group: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/cherry-bullets-mirae-kokoro-linlin-cancel-contract-leaves-group/

December 24, 2019:

FNC Entertainment announces Song Seunghyun will leave FT Island and other members renew their contracts: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/fnc-entertainment-announces-song-seunghyun-will-leave-ftisland-group-others-renew-contracts/

December 25, 2019

Red Velvet Wendy suffers broken pelvis and wrist and facial injuries after falling off stage: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/red-velvet-wendy-suffers-broken-pelvis-wrist-facial-injuries-after-falling-off-stage/

December 29, 2019:

TVXQ’s Changmin reportedly in a relationship with a non celebrity: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/tvxq-changmin-reportedly-in-relationship-non-celebrity/

December 29, 2019:

Got7′s Yugyeom will not be attending MBC Gayo on 30th and 31st due to health problems: https://www.allkpop.com/article/2019/12/got7s-yugyeom-will-not-be-attending-mbc-gayo-festival-on-the-30th-31st-due-to-health

January 1, 2020:

Twice’s Momo and Super Junior’s Heechul Confirmed to be in a relationship: https://www.koreaboo.com/news/twice-momo-super-junior-heechul-confirmed-in-relationship/

January 6, 2020:

X1 disbands: https://www.google.ca/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=1&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=2ahUKEwjeouWznPDmAhVFHjQIHRC7AoUQ0PADMAB6BAgBEAU&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.billboard.com%2Farticles%2Fnews%2Finternational%2F8547358%2Fx1-disbands-vote-fixing-controversy&usg=AOvVaw29jJhbKHade_bxnzSnlzxl

#psychic readings #psychic #kpop predictions #kpop #October 2019 #November 2019 #December 2019 #kpop tea #January 2020

13 notes · View notes

nananaptime · 5 years

Text

Inner Child

For the October prompt on Astro Amino

Trick or treating with one or all Astro member

Masterlist Rules

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1 489

Summary: Myungjun is dead set on making you have fun while trick-or-treating

It came down with a crash and before you knew it, you were standing in a sea of candy, all because Myungjun managed to trip over the many Halloween decorations which were lying all over the place. In his hands, he had been holding a big plastic bowl, filled to the brim with candy of all sorts, which now decorated the floor more than the decorations did. He looked at me with big eyes, shocked at the fall he had taken, before laughing at the whole incident like a maniac. I didn’t want to laugh, I wanted to scold him for being clumsy enough to cause more cleaning for us, but his laughter was contagious and soon enough, I found myself laughing along with him, a smile on my face which wasn’t there before.

“You knew I was extremely clumsy even before you agreed to this, so don’t you dare whine!” he managed to get out between deep breaths as we calmed down from our giggle fit. Grabbing the bowl, he pulled it towards himself and started cleaning up the candy and putting it where it belonged, all the while having the biggest smile ever plastered on his face.

“At least I know Dongmin won’t eat this, or drop it, when we’re out and acting like we’re twelve again.” He gasped at my choice of words, playfully offended at the obvious diss I threw towards the act of trick-or-treating.

“At least I still have my inner child, yours grew up too early.” With a teasing glare thrown my way, he continued the task and after a couple of minutes, all the candy was back in the bowl, safely placed on the living room table. “Don’t worry though, we’ll bring her back to her childhood days as well. Since you will be doing this with me, I’ll make sure you’ll have the time of your life.

“Is that a promise?”

“If I don’t live up to it, I’ll let you steal as many hoodies as you want from me.” I laughed at that.

“I do that anyway.”

“Yeah, but if you win, you won’t hear me complain about it.” I thought for a bit before deciding that getting rid of Myungjun’s whining every time I borrowed his clothes would be worth it. So, I offered him my hand and we shook on it.

Dongmin and Moonbin arrived as Myungjun was looking for our costumes, excited to be the one to hand out candy to the cute little kids that would be stopping by. By then I had managed to get as many Halloween decorations up as I could; there were spider webs with spiders on them in every corner, pumpkin heads and skeletons in the front garden and creepy stickers on the windows. Hopefully, the children would find our house scary enough to come and ring the doorbell.

The boys sat down on the couch, one already eating the popcorn and the other looking through various horror movies available on Netflix, as Myungjun emerged from the bedroom, already donning full makeup and holding up a dress similar to the one from Corpse Bride. I mentally facepalmed as I realised he was supposed to be Victor Van Dort.

“I should’ve known you would go for cheesy costumes.”

“Oh, come on! This is both cute and slightly scary, just like you.” Then, he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before ushering me towards the bedroom, wanting to get going as soon as possible. After giving a small but affectionate sigh, I got changed into the costume, deciding to not let him take charge regarding the costumed next year. The makeup took much longer than changing into the costume did and once I was done, Myungjun had been waiting for at least half an hour.

“Finally, my corpse bride has arrived!” He enveloped me in a hug before giving me a big kiss on the cheek, pulling away with a “Muah!”. Moonbin cringed until he fell off the couch, whining about the affection he was witnessing. Dongmin just laughed at his reaction before telling us to get going before families ran out of candy to give, this conclusion being based on the fact that the bowl placed on the table contained a lot less candy than before I entered the bedroom. Myungjun didn’t waste a second before ushering me towards the hallway and finally, out the door.

It was pretty cold outside, considering it was the end of October and snow had already started falling from the sky. The dress I was wearing had short sleeves, which was just my luck as I got cold easily. However, it became evident that Myungjun planned that part of our activity all along, as he, not shortly after leaving the house, shrugged off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. Once the realisation hit me, I gave him a small glare before smiling and leaning my head against his shoulder for a second, enjoying the newfound warmth his jacket provided.

The first house we arrived at was one belonging to an elderly couple, whom smiled fondly at us and commented how some people never lose the heart of a child, before dropping some chocolate candies in our small bags. As they closed the door, Myungjun turned to me with a smirk on his face as he made a point of reminding me how important it is to keep your inner child. I just rolled my eyes at him before making my way to the next house.

“Hey, we should make this into a competition!” I stopped at his suggestion, thinking that it might make this evening somewhat more exciting, and so, I turned around and gestured to him to elaborate. “The one who receives the most candies wins the favour of the other one for an entire week. I looked at him for a while, trying to figure out if he was being serious or not, once I decided that the lack of laughter was a sign of seriousness, I agreed to the terms.

The rest of the evening consisted of us trying to cover the other in front of residents of the homes we visited as well as trying to steal the others candy from the bags, only to be caught by the owner of the bag. Laughter was a common occurrence as competitiveness clouded our minds and made us both into children. The sight of us might have spooked some small trick-or-treaters who we encountered as we made our way from house to house, which resulted in a variety of sour expressions from parents who wanted to be anywhere but out on the street this evening. We couldn’t care less about the adult minds who condemned us for our behaviour, our motivation was too strong for that and once we entered the state of eight-year-olds.

We were met by shocked expressions as we stumbled back into the house, giggling and falling over each other’s feet. We may or may not have eaten way too much candy during our spooky activity.

“What, how… are you okay?” Dongmin had to wait for a long time before we managed to give him an answer due to the laughing fits which didn’t seem to cease. As we tried explaining how that much candy at the same time was a bad idea, I noticed the bowl on the table still contained some. Moonbin noticed my stare and before I knew it, he had darted across the table and grabbed it in his arms, protecting it like it was his baby.

“I think you’ve had enough sugar for one night.” With that, he stood up and headed for the kitchen to hide the candy until the next morning. While he was busy doing that, Dongmin gently took the bags from us, which still contained some sweets, and told us to go change into something more comfortable before joining them for some more horror movies. Once inside our bedroom once again, I turned to Myungjun who had already started wiping away the makeup from his face with baby wipes.

“So, who won?” I asked, trying to remember who had the most candy before we started eating it. Myungjun shrugged.

“I don’t know, we were too into it to notice the number of sweets we each had.” He then looked at me with mischief in his eyes. “But I do know that I won something tonight.” I looked at him, confused as to what he was talking about. “We brought your inner child to the surface, and she’s okay with me whining every time you steal one of my hoodies.”

The laughter spilling from his lips were replaced with a shriek as I launched one of our pillows at him.

#Astro #astro scenarios #kpop #kpop scenarios #scenarios #mj #myungjun #kim myungjun #aroha #music #nananaptime

2 notes · View notes

killjoy-loveit · 5 years

Text

Forever

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality.

Excerpt: It was so simple, how he seemed to fit almost seamlessly in your life. Almost like he’d always been there, and now you couldn’t seem to imagine life without him in it.

Word Count: 756

Genre: Fluff, I guess?

You never understood forever. The whole concept seemed foreign to you, because of course everything has its end. Forever wasn’t meant to exist. To you forever always seemed like a fantasy, a desperate wish for something that could never happen. To promise it to another, it just felt like that was setting them up for failure. People can leave your life as easily as the wind blows, making it difficult to put your trust in them. So why would anyone allow someone else so close as to break them with the promise of forever? That which is predestined to fail and end in pain?

A scam in disguise, that’s how you thought of forever. Until you met him. Ever so subtly, his presence in your life had you re-evaluating your thoughts on forever. The day you met being the catalyst to changing your view on forever. It had been cold, and you were in a rush to get home where it was warm and cozy. Just as you’d gone to take a turn, someone bumped into you, knocking you to the sidewalk. Your purse had fallen from its perch on your shoulder and hit the ground just as you had, the contents spilling out everywhere. He’d appeared, smiled shyly, introduced himself as Moonbin as he helped gather the contents of your purse, and simultaneously gathered the courage to ask if you wanted to get a coffee- with him.

Getting coffee turned into exchanging numbers, which in turn created more coffee opportunities. Slowly, coffee turned into lunches, and then to dinners. Next thing you knew you were in constant contact, never going longer than an hour or two without hearing from each other. It was so simple, how he seemed to fit almost seamlessly in your life. Almost like he’d always been there, and now you couldn’t seem to imagine life without him in it.

A year has passed, memories continually being forged. Like dancing in the rain, despite knowing you could get sick, all because his favorite song was playing on a loudspeaker somewhere close by. The rain had completely soaked through your clothes but you didn’t care, he’d twirled you in circles and you couldn’t keep the smile from your face. Any worries you’d had from the day floated to the back of your mind as the two of you had danced in the street, laughing as the water splashed up around you.

Or the time when you surprised him for his birthday. You’d thought you were going to be out of town for work but at the last minute the conference was cancelled. So, you had quickly run to the store to gather his favorite candies and snacks before you headed to his apartment. He’d said that he was going to stay up and wait until you reached the conference location before going to bed, so you knew that despite the late hour he’d still be awake. The look on his face when he’d opened the door to see you was the best thing, it was a mixture of surprise and elation. Of course he’d been confused as to why you weren’t at the conference but after explaining it, he was overjoyed that you had managed to be with him on his birthday.

Then there were the little things in your relationship that just made everything feel right. For example, whenever one of you had a bad day, the other would show up with smoothies and you’d just sit and watch the sunset together. Or how neither of you let the other cook by themselves, it was always a team effort, even if it was just setting a timer or chopping something up. And when it came to arguments, timeouts to cool off were always a given, and after a sufficient amount of time had passed for thoughts to be expressed calmly and effectively, that’s when the argument would be resolved. It just didn’t feel forced between the two of you.

All of these things were starting to change your mind. All the memories you had created, and the memories you still hoped to create had you reevaluating your stance on forever. Maybe forever wasn’t a scam after all. Maybe it’s a promise filled with hope and love. Maybe, just maybe, forever is real. Sure, things might end as they’re seen to be. But the truth about forever is that it’s not linear, so the promise never breaks. That promised forever will live on in memories, in time, constantly happening over and over- neverending.

#astro #astro scenarios #astro moonbin #astro moonbin scenarios #astro fluff

43 notes · View notes

dong-hyucks · 6 years

Text

dating rocky. | astro

⇴ admin. cj ⇴ masterlists. ⇴ dating series masterlist.

oH mY GOD

i love park minhyuk, so imma just jump right iN (don’t mINd iF i DO)

so, you guys have known each other f o r e v e r, like, it’s unreal,,, you guys are Ultimate Best Friends™ a.k.a you’ve been together since birth. the amount of weird faces, sounds, and overall oddities cannot be put numbered on a list.

this boy has always been by your side, whether it was you trying out for some sports team, or when your parents were having a fight, he was there.

when you two were kids you would have the cutest nicknames for one another. “minnie! stop knocking down my sand castles!” “no can do, dumplin’, you look funny when you’re mad!”

okay, so, dumplin’ came from a sweet time when you two were together.

one night, your parents had decided to go out, and they also decided that they didn’t need babysitters this time ... so whoop-de-doo for you guys.

babysitters highkey sucked

and just like that, the rest of the night commenced.

you and minhyuk played around in the waiting area, while your parents tried to get you both to settle down (it didn’t work).

apparently you could knock people over when you played tag in a crowded place???? who knew??

anywho, when your families were seated, you guys bounced up and down, talking about insook and myungjun and how they had kissed on the playground earlier that day.

on the lips

it was all the rave.

but, minhyuk, he was being really weird. he kept looking at you with pink shade dusted across his cheeks. luckily the lights were dim, so you didn’t notice.

he kept losing himself in your eyes.

though he was only eight years old, he felt like he’d been in love with you for centuries. he could stare at you all night ... even when you scarfed down your 수제비 like you hadn’t had food in years ... even then

수제비 is a Korean dish with chicken and potato dumplings, so, as minhyuk watching you eat it rapidly, he thought the nickname dumplin’ was fitting

from then on, that’s what he called you.

you on the other hand, liked to sWitCH things uP

if you were annoyed, you called him minnie, because it angered him even more. he hated that name with a passion, and you knew it

if you were feeling down, you’d call him hyuk or minhyuk. when you called him one of those two (or even both), he would know something was up.

maybe it was an injury from a activity, a bad grade on a test, or maybe even a fight at home. he was there to comfort you. like always.

most of the time though, you called him rocky

you guys knew that was coming

you came up with that name when the two of you were playing outside in the snow one winter, and he slipped and fell, chipping his tooth on a rock.

all the way to the emergency dentist he cried. he wailed and sobbed about how this would ruin his look forever, and how he would never grow up to be a famous chef because he “couldn’t taste right with a tooth missing”

and, the whole car drive, you hugged him close. you told him that a chef didn’t need a full set of teeth to taste. just a tongue and a mouth.

eventually, he stopped, and was taken to the back of the office, where his mother was not allowed ... but you were.

through the procedure, he had one hand hanging down, and you tucked it in between both of yours. although he was on laughing gas, when you saw his brow wrinkle, his free hand would squeeze yours and you would return the favor.

when the doctors and the dentists had fixed his face and his mouth, he was a bit loopy.

“(Name), we have to goooo!” “Go where, Hyuk?” “I have—I have a shooting at twelve” “Are they shooting you for Food Network???”

“yES. finally someone understands.” “i know minhyuk, i’m the greatest.”

“marry me, dumplin’?”

“not yet, rocky. not yet.”

on the way back to his house, he fell asleep. you weren’t exactly sure when, or on what street, but your shoulder suddenly got a lot heavier. you looked over and saw minhyuk’s dark head of hair tilted onto its side

you also felt his drool

protecc this boy

please

through your childhood, you and park minhyuk had been best friends, who promised that they would never leave each other.

you just wished that those promises weren’t broken ...

in high school, the two of you grew apart. minhyuk was cast in a drama with some of his other, new friends,,,,, and you were just,,,, forgotten ...

minhyuk never picked up your calls, and he never returned you texts,,,, you had become a blip in his huge timeline,,,, a speck of dust on the glass that he was staring through.

and then, he started to fade. he started to fade from your life, from your vision,,, from your memory. his face started to blur, like watercolors on a canvas. his voice began to crackle and turn into static.

the last time you heard of his presence was at your art show, where you premiered some of your pieces. they were being auctioned off, and minhyuk’s mother had one of the highest bids.

she got the painting, but, minhyuk was elsewhere. you searched for him all night.

you couldn’t find him

it was a sign

soon, he was gone. just like that, a lifelong friend had disappeared. and you were almost sure he wasn’t coming back. you tried to stop thinking about him. you tried really hard. but, there was always that little bit of optimist in you.

she missed his smile every day. she missed “dumplin’”

the optimist missed him.

then again. the real you wasn’t an optimist. you knew he wasn’t coming back, and even if he did, he probably wouldn’t recognize you. you’d sort of,,, let yourself go ...

your twinkling, child-like grin began to slip away, and a mature scowl took its place. minhyuk definitely wouldn’t have known you if you’d of slapped him right smack in the face. he wouldn’t be able to guess that a smile as beautiful as yours could just disappear.

then, you sunk. into a ... shell, as some people would call it. you became somewhat of a hermit. spending nights alone in your room—only coming out for dinner. it was unhealthy, sure, but to you, it was a way to cope.

you kept to yourself at school, not wanting to be a bother, and mostly stayed in with teachers during lunch and p.e.

it was sad to watch—you even started growing apart from your parents. they tried to get you to open up, but you had thrown yourself in a cage. but, it was your own doing, and you didn’t want it to be unlocked.

this only made clear that there are many stages of grief.

but, little by little, you became your old self again. the process was long, but one morning, you woke up at three o’clock for an unknown reason. and, knowing that you weren’t going to get any more sleep, you went into the bathroom to shower and get dressed.

you looked out the window and sitting right on the tree branch outside was a plump robin building its nest. it paid you no mind, but the more diligent work it put into the construction, the bigger the grin grew on your face.

and that’s when it hit you

—you smiled.

rushing over to the mirror, you stared at your reflection with an excited beam on your face. your recovery started with a smile. it all started with a smile.

after your shower, you raced down the stairs and turned on the “hot debut” stage you recorded last night. you figured some music would help you start your day off right.

a well proportioned face appeared on the tv screen and you looked to the right corner to see who the group was.

“astro?” you murmured, “cute.” you continued watching, but one boy really stood out to you. he looked extremely familiar. a childhood friend, or something like that. when he began to rap, you looked to the bottom left corner, to see what his name was.

it came flooding back so fast that your head began to pound. could it be, that you knew an idol?

“rocky—park minhyuk,” you whispered, “that’s right. he was the one who left. after all these years—he remembered.”

the when their first album came out, you bought it without hesitation. your only wish was to secure a spot and be able to get into a fansign. you needed to see him.

and, a few weeks later, there you were. waiting in line to be one of the first people to meet astro. saying you were ecstatic would be an extreme understatement.

with a great big grin on your face, you stepped up to meet sanha. he flashed you a bright beam and took your hands in his. the two of you talked about music and dance and how much you both enjoyed being there.

what a cutie

you moseyed along, talking with mj next, eunwoo second, then moonbin and jinjin, then finally—you stopped in front of rocky. you tried your best to keep from letting your tears fall.

“i’m surprised,” you laughed, sniffling a bit, “i thought you wanted to be a chef?” he looked to you and his eyes widened. “but, you always have been a good dancer, rocky.”

“[Y/N],” he breathed, voice wavering, “wow. i’ve missed you so much.” you nodded, not trusting your mouth to speak the right words. instead, you squeezed his hand tightly. he bit his lip to keep from crying, and you did the same.

even though the salty rivulets would come eventually

“well, we don’t have enough time now, but later—would you like to, oh i don’t know, maybe get an ice cream with me?” his hesitant question blew you away, but you agreed nevertheless.

and, your recovery furthered. just like that robin, you were building a relationship again. this time, though, it would be stronger.

this time, it would last.

you were sure.

and, little did you know, you were right. woo woo !!

after a few months of sporadic (but frequent) “dates,” the two of you finally started dating. it was like a dream come true, and that beautiful smile of yours was seemingly infinite whenever minhyuk was around.

your favorite place to go with him was the ice cream parlor near your school. it was peaceful, and it served really good craft sodas. cherry, orange, lemon, lime, blue raspberry, and grape.

you also liked going to the movies with him and the other boys. minhyuk always wanted to go see action movies, but every once in awhile, he would give in and see a horror movie with you.

he made you promise that you would protect him after. minnie is precious i love him so much but he would never admit it in front of the boys.

minhyuk didn’t really get jealous, but when you were chatting it up with moonbin or sanha was teaching you a new dance move, he did get a bit riled up.

“minnie,” you giggled, teasing him, “you’ll always be my bias. i promise.” his bottom lip got a little smaller, and he snaked an arm around you. “i know, [Y/N]. i just wanted to hear you say it.”

sometimes he’s a cheeky little shit

but loving him is a given.

with cuddling, minhyuk is shy. he’s quiet and doesn’t really do a lot of pda. but, when you guys are hanging around the dorms alone, he’s all over you.

his favorite way to hug you is from behind.

he really likes resting his chin on your shoulder. (and let’s be honest here, so do you.)

but his all time favorite thing to do is sit with you on the couch. his head’s in your lap, and your fingers are carding through his naturally tousled hair. and, a laugh bubbles from your lips as the two of you watch a cheesy rom-com.

some people might call it wasted time, but minhyuk calls it time well spent. then again, he calls any time spent with you well spent. someone please call a funeral service bc i am deceased (and jade you sent me that video and i will never forgive you. MINHYUK IS A PRECIOUS BABY,,, but i digress)

when the two of you fight, it’s normally harmless. but, you do get really worried when he’s in danger of overworking himself.

if there’s a new comeback, you make sure he gets to the dorm and goes to sleep, even if that means going back with him. sometimes, he gets annoyed with the hovering.

“you’re not my mother! stop babying me, [Y/N]!!” his exclamations make you halt, and you purse your lips while scowling. “park minhyuk,” you utter, your voice steely and cold, “i’m not trying to be your mother. i’m trying to make sure you’re well and healthy,”

you continue, “arohas will love you no matter what. but, they won’t love it if you overwork yourself and end up getting hurt. so, if you can’t think of me as a reason to respect your well-being, then think of your fans—think of yourself.”

this is where the tears fall. still keeping your head high, you begin to feel the liquid pooling and pricking at the back of your eyes.

he turns his gaze to the floor, and walks over to you. “i’m sorry,” he mutters. you shake your head, and pull him into you.

the hug is pure and chock full of tenderness. though you would much rather see him resting in his bed—him resting in your arms is just as good. you smile into his shoulder.

he backs away, and cups your cheeks in his calloused hands. he leans into you and presses a delicate kiss on your lips.

and, when the two of you break apart, you gaze into his eyes. and, that’s when you see it. the days, the months, the years that the both of you had known each other. it amazed you—you didn’t know that an entire timeline could be visible in one person’s eyes.

you convinced him to go back to the dorms, but he convinced you to stay the night. you guys talked the night away, and eventually the two of you fell asleep.

your head was settled on his chest, while the steady beat of his heart guided you to a peaceful slumber. minhyuk stayed awake for a little while, admiring your slackened features, and soaking in all the quiet minutes that would one day be forever.

you and minhyuk loved each other, it was as simple as that. neither of you felt burdened, because love wasn’t work. it wasn’t a job that had requirements and tasks. it was a pure feeling—one that couldn’t be replaced by anything else.

minhyuk wished he could gift you the entire galaxy, but for now, all he could give you was his love

—not that you were complaining ...

138 notes · View notes

yehetno · 6 years

Text

meet me in the middle of nowhere

moonbin/cha eunwoo, first meeting, fluff (?)

~1k words

Moon BIn has a love/hate relationship with the countryside. He is loath to abandon his modern conveniences and creature comforts for small villages tucked between swaths of farmland with the scent of freshly lain soil perpetually lingering in the air. The rigid formality of politesse and anonymity required in large population centers takes a backseat to kindness and piling compliments onto storeowners and the inescapable friendly tone of conversations.

He can appreciate the reluctance of some to abandon their close-knit community and the ten-square miles they have known for their entire lives for some far-off scary metropolis filled with aloof strangers, a place where chain stores reign supreme and small family-owned business are termed as some chic and ultra-exclusive hole-in-the-wall joint.

Bin only partially understands his parents’ regression to farming, their withdrawal from the hustle and bustle of Seoul to spend their retirement on a farm they run themselves. (His mother politely ignored him when he pointed out they weren’t so much retiring as transitioning to a different line of work and using their amassed savings to run it until it starts making a profit.) He doesn’t know if he’ll ever be able to live somewhere that free two-day shipping is an impossibility and coffee shops are few and far between; the village where his parents live has a grand total of one and a half, the half being counted as the American style diner at the edge of town, which happens to serve coffee.

Bin pulls into town a few hours after sunset; though, given it’s the dead of winter, he has every expectation that his parents will be awake to greet him. His only indication that he is in the right place is a small road sign, listing the village name. He has been to his parents’ farm only two times before; this will be his longest stay to date. He supposes that he is lucky that his job does not require his constant presence in the office. He’ll spend almost two weeks away from the office to enjoy time with his parents; though, his duties as a copy editor will remain on his shoulders for the duration of his “vacation”.

Bin weaves through the fields, eventually finding the narrow path that leads to his parents’ house, just in time for snow to begin floating down from clouds hidden in the nighttime sky.

He pulls his car up next to an unfamiliar one. It’s just like his parents to entertain guests when they’re expecting his arrival.

He pauses and leans against his car, admiring the falling snow, flakes of white reflective ice emerging from inky darkness. Another point in the positive column for the countryside; he can take the time to appreciate the weather and the sky and everything else that gets swept under the rug by the rush of daily life.

He shakes his head, pulling himself out of the moment when the coldness of reaches the bones of his exposed fingers. He circles to the back to retrieve his suitcase and hastily drags it to the front door to get inside where it might be warm.

Unsurprisingly, the front door is unlocked.

Bin swiftly enters and shuts the door immediately to seal out the cold. He kicks off his shoes, jamming his cold feet into house slippers and calling out, “I’m home!”

A smell of seafood stew hits his nose like a wave; it draws him toward the kitchen.

There is a low conversation that ends with his mother exclaiming, “Welcome home, Moon Bin!”

He shuffles into the entryway to the kitchen to be met with a hug from his mother. He can see the elaborate meal sitting on the table, though it’s clear that his parents started eating already. Sitting next to his father is, presumably, the owner of the unfamiliar car sitting outside, who is a man that seems to roughly Bin’s age. He’s wearing a white turtleneck, which Bin thinks is brave, but immediately wonders why his thoughts went there first.

He returns his mother’s hug tightly. “Oh, darling, come sit and eat,” she says after breaking their embrace, ushering him to a seat without asking first.

Bin settles down next to the stranger, who smiles sweetly.

“Bin, this is Lee Dongmin. He buys our strawberries when they’re in season. He came to check in on everything and we invited him to stay for dinner,” his mother provides without being prompted.

Bin offers him a handshake. It’s firm. Dongmin’s hands are rough; somehow, Bin expected something different.

“How was the drive?” His father asks between bites of stew.

Bin serves himself some food and replies, “It was nice. There was surprisingly little traffic considering. But, hey, I’m basically yours for the next two weeks.”

His mother hums in approval and immediately takes the conversation in a completely different direction: “Bin, honey, do you have a boyfriend yet?”

Almost dropping his bowl, he looks up at his mother incredulously. He sends an apologetic look Dongmin’s way and quietly replies, “If my romantic status changed, I would have informed you. So, no.”

His mother leans back with a smile, “Well, maybe you’ll find someone here that you’ll fancy and move closer to us.”

Bin frowns, looking at his mother and father in disbelief.

“Oh! Honey, come help me get Bin’s welcome home gift,” his mother drags his father away from the meal and table, leaving the kitchen abruptly.

Dongmin snorts as Bin physically cringes.

“I’m sorry,” Bin tells Dongmin. They sit in a moment of awkward silence, looking anywhere but each other. Bin shakes his head; he is not even going to entertain the thought that his mother tried to set him up with a local man to lure him into moving closer to them. “So, what do you use my parents’ strawberries for?”

Dongmin stirs his stew, furrowing an eyebrow, “Cakes mostly. I’m a co-owner of the bakery-cafe in town.”

“How’s your coffee?”

Dongmin shifts in his seat and shrugs, “Oh, you know, pretty good. I trained in Italy for a while, so we have all the fancy drinks you can think of.”

Bin grins, happy at the mere thought of high-quality specialty drinks, “I’m going to really like you.”

Dongmin looks away from him, staring at his bowl as his cheeks warm. He crosses his legs and lightly replies, “I guess we’ll be seeing a lot of each other, then.”

For whatever reason, that sounds quite nice to Bin’s ears.

y’all, i really set this one up. probably too much, but whatever.

thanks for your time. xo, yehetno.

#astro #astro fanfic #astro slash #astro drabble #astro soap #astro binu #binu #soapy girls #moon bin x cha eunwoo #moonbin x cha eunwoo #cha eunwoo x moonbin #cha eunwoo x moon bin #fluff #i think

37 notes · View notes

soft-imagines · 7 years

Text

I’ll Be There {Park Woojin} Part 1

Park Woojin

Romance // Slight Angst // Fluff

[100+ Request]

Synopsis: Falling in and out of love.

The dance academy was your second home. A place for you to relieve your stress. Not to mention that your best friend, Park Woojin, also attended with you. The two of you are inseparable, always pairing up for dance collaborations or being in the same group of people for projects. You absolutely loved Woojin. Your stomach fluttered whenever he smiled, which was always whenever you were around. He smiled, always.

A batch of new guys came in a couple of weeks ago. And there he was. Park Minhyuk. Although his friends Jin Jin, Chani, and Moonbin were handsome and great dancers as well, Minhyuk, or Rocky, caught your eye. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him. Apparently, him and his friends are Fantagio trainees who are going to debut sooner or later.

He’s such a cutie. He has great boyish looks, not to mention that he’s a really passionate dancer. You’ve noticed that he’s a bit on the quieter side, but he seems really nice and sweet. You’ve talked about him a lot to Woojin, who just nodded and seemed to try to change the subject. You pledged that for the next project, you would pair up or be in the same group as Rocky. You tried convincing Woojin to do the same so that it wouldn’t make it too obvious that you liked Rocky, and all Woojin could do was agree. He knew that since the last project was a group project, the next one would be a partner project. There was no way he would convince you to be his partner, not with Rocky there.

In a week, you got to know the Fantagio boys, and they hung out with you, Woojin and the other BNM boys. Chani, much to your surprised, was an actual devil. Moonbin was surprisingly a bit more mature yet funny and mischievous. Jin Jin, on the other hand, was not what you expected. Although he was the oldest of the four, and he was certainly the leader and could be mature, he was definitely a bit on the wild side. He’d always be breakdancing. Once, he waited in the lunch line with you and started doing head spins.

Rocky was funny, sweet and nice. Just as you thought. You and Rocky became awfully close, much to Woojin’s dismay. Woojin wouldn’t show how much he missed you and how jealous he was, just kind of watched Rocky talking to you as he once did. He never gets jealous really, like when you paired up with the new kid, Guanlin, so that he wouldn’t be lonely. But this was something else, and it was tugging at his heart-strings. Woojin did, however, tell Moonbin and Jin Jin how he felt. Moonbin, being Rocky’s best friend, told Woojin not to worry too much about it and to just see what happened next. He promises not to tell and Woojin isn’t really sure if Moonbin will keep his promise. Jin Jin also tells Woojin to wait and see what will happen. Woojin can’t do anything but wait.

You, obvlious to Woojin’s negativity, always tell him about how dreamy and lovable Rocky was.

That week you got to know the boys better, the project was announced. And just as Woojin predicted, it was a partner project. Your teacher explained the project and let you all choose your partners.

Much to his surprise, though, you chose to pair up with him for the project.

“I have a perfect idea for the dance and I wanted to pair up with you to spend some more time with my best friend, since I’ve been spending time with Rocky and the others,” you told him. “Plus, I have a song in mind that I know you love, too.”

Woojin took this as a sign. Maybe you possibly liked him back too. Maybe.

While everyone else would think of Troublemaker, K.A.R.D, and Dean or Crush were everyone’s main favorites to choose from for duets. These performances were performed in front of the teacher, so it didn’t matter if you did the same song unless the second group had the same choreography as the first group to perform that song. The song the two of you knew by heart was Boys and Girls by Zico and Babylon. No one really favored that song, instead, they chose Bermuda Triangle over Boys and Girls.

For a week after school, you and Woojin would stay behind to hang out and choreograph the dance to it. A few days before the project would be performed, Rocky asked you out on a date. Of course, you accepted. Everyone cooed and the news spread. Woojin, being in a different class than you, heard the news later than most of the students. He was a bit heartbroken, and he couldn’t give up on his best friend. He still loved you with all his heart, wondering if maybe, just maybe, there was a place in your heart that really loved him.

After school, you walked to the park with Rocky for your first date. He would make small conversation, and you finally asked why he wanted you to be his girlfriend.

“I really see you as you are, Y/N. I love you for being an out-spoken person. And I was wondering... Could you teach me the dance you and Woojin learned? Seems interesting.”

You nodded and smiled, replaying the part about how he saw you as who you were. When you two get to the park, you tell him you can teach him the dance there. So, on the basketball court, you start teaching him the chorus first. With your phone, you play music and Rocky learns the dance quickly.

After the date, you and Rocky were officially a couple. This was when you noticed that Woojin was a bit off-task, often zoning out during your guys’ practices. You didn’t really mention anything though.

A few days before the project, you were in lunch with Woojin, the Fantagio boys, and all of your other friends. Woojin, who was sitting on one side of you, was quietly eating. You told him that you taught Rocky Boys and Girls while everyone was talking. He looked at you and suddenly snapped.

“Why would you do that?” He shouts, glaring at you.

“He asked and I didn’t think it would be a big deal.”

“Well, it is. What if he steals the dance?”

“I won’t,” Rocky interjects, the table suddenly going quiet.

“I don’t trust you.”

Woojin leaves, his tray sitting in it’s spot on the table while begging for him to come back. You watch as he leaves, and you desperately want to get up and apologize, but Rocky tells you to give him some time. He presses a kiss upon your lips, making everyone ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’. Instead of a heart-fluttering feeling in your stomach, you get a gut-wrenching punch. After school, you head to the practice room, hoping Woojin is there. But he’s not. You practice by yourself.

The next day, Woojin only talks to you in English because you and him are paired up. You try getting him to talk to you about more than just English, but he simply shrugs and looks away. You practice alone that night, too.

The day after that, you give up on trying to talk to him. You spend the majority of your time with Rocky and the other boys, the other small part of the day being spent with Guanlin and Seonho in math. You go to the practice room, bummed that Woojin hasn’t been showing up to practice. You enter the practice room and finally hear music playing. You search the room and spot Woojin on his phone in the middle of the room, headphones on his ears. Boys and Girls blasts from the headphones and he looks up to meet your eyes. Woojin pauses the music, lets his headphones rest on his neck, and he gets up.

“Ready for practice?” He asks, as if nothing’s wrong.

You stare at him in disbelief and nearly scream at him, but you only nod, letting your backpack slip to the ground. He smiles, his snaggletooth only slightly showing.

“Hey, um,” you start, a bit hesitant. “Rocky is coming by to watch…”

“That’s fine,” Woojin tells you, putting his phone and headphones away. “Let’s dance.”

You just nod again, a bit heartbroken that Woojin won’t really talk to you.

For about an hour, you and him practice the song over and over, not speaking to one another besides “should we do it again?” and “yeah”. During your guys’ ending pose, you turn to him, about to ask him if you should practice again until his lips are suddenly upon yours.

Unlike your most recent kisses with Rocky, this one had your heart fluttering like crazy. Your heart was burning with excitement and happiness as you let him continue, his arms around your waist. Suddenly, the door slams open. You notice Rocky in the reflection, and he stares at you and Woojin close together. You push Woojin off with a sick sloshing in your stomach and you don’t stick around to see him react. You run out and into the nearest bathroom or storage room and finally come to the janitor’s closet, locking yourself inside.

After what seems like only a few seconds, a knock sounds on the door.

“Y/N? It’s me.”

You unlock the door. Rocky immediately hugs you, enveloping you into his arms.

“Where’s Woojin?” You timidly ask, sniffling.

“I took care of him... Gave him a few hits and Jin Jin came in to break us up.”

“Are you hurt?”

You wanted to scream. You wanted to ask where Woojin was and how badly hurt he was.

“I’m fine. Woojin got no hits on me.”

You stare at Rocky as he gives you a smile.

“We’re over.”

Rocky gapes at you.

“If you’re wondering why, it’s because you hurt my best friend. Even if he did kiss me… Even if… Whatever. It was never you. Don’t talk to me.”

You turn and stalk out of the closet door, ignoring Rocky’s ridiculous please. Once you get back to the practice room, it’s empty. The first person you call is Jin Jin. He doesn’t pick up, and you run as fast as you can out of the school to the nearest hospital, preparing for the worst.

83 notes · View notes

milkybonya · 4 years

Text

running away means coming back

Anon: Moonbin x reader where reader is Jinjin’s younger sibling. Reader and Moonbin were dating behind Jinjin’s back, and when Jinjin finds out, he doesn’t approve of them so Moonbin and reader run away until years later when they return and Jinjin isn’t mad anymore.

*i slightly changed this request in order to make it gender neutral :)

Warnings: verbal fighting, a lil angsty at times, mentions of death and food

Word count: 2.7k

In your bedroom, you quickly reach for your phone since you heard it vibrate. Noticing Moonbin’s name on the screen, you sprawl out on your bed and hurriedly open the message.

i’m coming over today ! with the rest of the boys so they can keep Jinwoo distracted ;)

You hear a knock on the door, so you quickly toss your phone away before Jinjin steps into your room.

“Hey, [y/n], my friends are coming over today so don’t be too annoying, okay?” he says, a serious look on his face. You know he’s joking, though.

“I know!” you say, burying your head in your pillow.

“You knew that my friends were coming or you knew to not be annoying?” Jinjin asks, teasing you.

You groan in response.

“Anyway, just thought I should let you know,” he says, closing your door behind him as he leaves.

An hour later, the doorbell rings, and you jump out of bed but immediately stop yourself. If you run to the front door now, Jinjin will definitely get suspicious. You’ve been dating his friend, Moonbin, in secret for a few months now. Jinjin will definitely not approve, so you’ve had to hide it.

You tap your feet, trying so hard to hold back from rushing to see your boyfriend.

You text Moonbin:

Binnie, when will I be able to see you T-T will u come to my room?

i can’t come there right away, or else Jinwoo will know :(( i’ll be there soon, my dear, just wait <3

You can hear the boys entering the living room. Their shouts and yells echo through the house. To keep yourself distracted, you put on some earphones and watch something on your phone instead.

Downstairs, Moonbin is ready to execute his plan.

“I’m just going to go to the washroom, okay?” Moonbin says, getting up from the couch.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jinjin says, focused on the game he’s playing with Sanha.

Moonbin quietly runs upstairs and Jinjin is too distracted to ask him why he isn’t using the washroom downstairs.

Your earphones are so loud that you don’t hear Moonbin knock, so he quietly enters your room anyway. You don’t notice his presence until he leans down and kisses the top of your head.

“I’m here!” he whispers, grinning and stretching out his arms.

You pull out your earphones and smile back at him, pulling him into a hug.

“You don’t even understand how much I missed you. Jinwoo is so overprotective and I’m so bad at lying, so every time we try to meet up outside he asks me who I’m meeting and I can’t say it’s you but I also can’t lie-”

Moonbin presses his lips against yours.

“It’s okay,” he says after he pulls away, pressing his forehead against yours. He gently strokes your hair.

“I’m just glad to see you. What have you been up to these days?” Moonbin gets up from the chair that he was sitting on to sit next to you on the bed. He tightly holds your hand as you begin to speak.

Downstairs, Jinjin beat Sanha in the game they were playing. He pumps his fist in the air, yelling happily.

“You cheated!” Sanha says, hitting Jinjin with a pillow.

“You were the one who was cheating and I still won!” Jinjin says, also hitting Sanha with a pillow.

After they calm down, Jinjin notices that someone is missing.

“Where did Moonbin go?” he asks.

The rest of the boys try to hide their panicked faces. They’re aware of the fact that you’re dating Moonbin, so they know that he went upstairs to see you.

“The washroom, remember?” MJ says.

“It’s been fifteen minutes, is he constipated or something?” Jinjin laughs. “Maybe we should check on him.”

He gets up to walk to the washroom, but MJ stops him.

“Hey, let’s not. We don’t wanna embarrass him,” MJ says.

“What do you mean ‘embarrass’? We’re all friends here...”

Behind them, Eunwoo is frantically texting Moonbin.

Come downstairs, now!

Something vibrates by his foot and he picks it up. Moonbin’s phone. He left it behind.

“Hey, can I go upstairs? I wanna see your room,” Eunwoo says, making up an excuse so he can drag Moonbin back downstairs.

“That’s a good idea, let’s all go! There’s something new I bought and I want to show you-”

“No, just bring it downstairs!” MJ shouts.

“Why are you yelling?” Jinjin asks, laughing. “It’s too heavy for me to bring it downstairs, let’s go.”

As he starts to walk up, the rest of the boys are forced to follow him. Sanha tries to go to your room to he can warn you, but Jinjin makes sure everyone is in his room first before he himself enters.

There’s no escape.

Back in your room, Moonbin is making you laugh so hard you feel like your lungs are about to burst. He imitated the way Jinwoo always scolds you.

“You’re so right, Jinwoo always does that!” you laugh, clutching your side.

“Why is [y/n] laughing so loud?” Jinjin asks from his own room. It’s right across from yours down the hallway.

“They must be watching some funny videos or something,” Rocky says, nervously laughing.

“No, they never laugh that hard from a video. Let me go check-”

“No, I’ll go check!” Sanha says, holding Jinjin back.

“Why are you all being suspicious today? Just let me go!” Jinjin pushes Sanha aside and storms towards your room. The boys all run after him, but it’s too late.

He’s opened your door.

And there you are, cuddling against Moonbin’s chest while his lips are pressed to your temple.

“Moon...bin? [y/n]? What... what are you guys doing?” Jinjin asks, flustered.

Everyone tries to think of an excuse, but there’s no way they can cover this up.

“You’re... you two are dating?” Jinjin asks, the pitch of his voice rising. He’s angry.

“Moonbin, what the hell? What are you doing with my sibling? I thought I trusted you!” He runs towards Moonbin, but you throw yourself on top of your boyfriend, leaving no room for Jinjin to hurt him.

“Jinwoo, stop! It’s not a big deal!” you say.

“Not a big deal? Are you kidding me right now? How long has this been going on?”

Eunwoo and Rocky pull Jinjin out of the room, and Moonbin gets up to leave.

“Where are you going?” you ask him.

“I think your brother is really mad at me right now. I shouldn’t stay here any longer.”

“Wait!” you say, holding onto his arm. “I’ll come with you.”

The two of you end up in Moonbin’s red car, driving away.

“I don’t think I can ever face my brother again,” you say.

“Me neither,” Moonbin responds, tightly gripping the steering wheel. “Maybe it’s best if we just don’t see him for a few days.”

You nod.

Somehow, that was the start of you running away with Moonbin, not for just a few days, but for three whole years. The two of you drove silently without any specific direction and found yourselves in a quiet village. That was the place that you decided to call home.

A short, creaky metal gate opens up to a small field of grass and overflowing trees, plants and flowers. Past the green mess stands a small, grey home.

Your home.

You spent three years in that place with Moonbin, selling to the market whatever your small plot of land could grow. The two of you were known as the mysterious, young couple, and no one knew where you had came from.

You never told them.

To this day, you’re still scared of going back. Jinjin’s face on the day you left, the anger, it all scared you. He’s your brother and you love him. You don’t ever want him to be mad at you.

Sometimes, you ask Moonbin if he regrets running away. Each time you ask him, he takes your hands in his, pressing his lips to the back of your hands one by one before saying, “this was all meant to happen for a reason. I’m living my best life here with you.”

Yet you can’t help but notice the times he’s cried at night, sobbing silently. You can’t help but notice him talk in his sleep, murmuring his friends’ names.

Running from Jinjin meant that you had to cut ties with his friends, too, and that was the hardest on Moonbin. Yet he always smiles brightly at you and hugs you. He tells you that he’s okay, that he doesn’t need to go back.

He would always work in the shed behind your house, making something. He never told you what it was, so you never asked, but one day when you stepped inside to clean up, you noticed that amidst the tools, there was a shiny ring.

“What are you doing in here?” Moonbin asked, giving you a back hug.

“Cleaning up. What’s that ring for?”

“You’ll see one day.” Moonbin pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Despite how much you’ve enjoyed being in Moonbin’s presence for every hour of every day, cooking and eating meals together, walking to the market together, spending hours on end doing nothing but burying your face in his chest and smelling his natural scent, it’s time to go back, now. You need to come back to reality.

Moonbin has sacrificed so much for you, and you think that three years is enough for Jinjin to have forgotten about his anger.

So finally, you and Moonbin pack up.

A few friends from the village help the two of you.

“So will you finally tell us where you’re from and where you’re going?” one of them asks.

Moonbin chuckles, and it’s enough to make your spine tingle and your stomach do backflips from the butterflies.

“I think it’s best if we just stay as we are,” he says.

Once most of the packing is done, your friends leave, and it’s just you and Moonbin again. He pulls you into a hug, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“These three years felt like a dream,” he says. “I felt like I was in a movie... running away with the person of my dreams? This only happens in movies.”

“But now we’re gonna go back and you can see your friends!” you say, feeling excited.

Suddenly, Moonbin pulls away from you. His hands rest on your shoulders and he looks into your eyes.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back?” he asks you, his eyebrows knitted together. The white shirt he’s wearing sticks to his arms and chest, showing his defined muscles.

“I’m sure,” you say, and Moonbin hugs you once again.

“I’ll be with you, okay? I’ll do anything I have to do to get Jinjin to agree-”

“Don’t worry,” you say. “He’s my brother. I know how to get him on my side. Maybe I should have just talked to him back then, but things turned out like this. We should go back now, sooner than later.”

Moonbin smiles and nods. He’s proud of your growth.

You used to be afraid of Jinjin, despite how close the two of you were. Because of how overprotective he was, you were always afraid of crossing the line. Moonbin showed you that no lines ever even existed. He showed you that Jinjin wasn’t always right, and that you should be free to do what makes you happy.

Even just two years ago, you were still scared of your brother. But now, you were ready to face him, and instead of apologizing, you were ready to just have a conversation with him.

Deciding that you wanted to move out in the early morning, you and Moonbin went to bed early. He held you close to him for the entire night, his hands rubbing circles on your back.

“[y/n],” he whispered into your ear. “I love you.”

The next morning, you put your few belongings into the same red car that Moonbin still has and drive down the same dirt road, onto the highway towards your hometown. The sky is blue without a single cloud, and you take it to be a sign of good luck.

The bright sun leaks in through your window at some point, and you close your eyes so you can soak it up and feel it on your skin.

Moonbin’s free hand reaches out for yours, and when he finds it, he tightly holds it.

“We’re going hoooome!” he sings softly. You roll down the window and yell the same words he said out into the wind. Moonbin laughs and squeezes your hand tightly.

Your heart races as Moonbin enters the driveway of your home, parking behind your parents’ car. He turns off the engine and looks at you with warm eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks.

When you nod, he quickly leans forward to give you a kiss, but it feels more like he’s passing on his courage and strength to you. The brushing of his soft lips against yours is enough to make you feel ten times better.

You both climb out of the car at the same time, planting your feet onto the gravel of the driveway. Moonbin quickly scurries over to you and holds your hand before you both walk up to the front door.

Taking a deep breath, you ring the doorbell.

Waiting for a few moments, you wonder if Jinjin is home.

The door swings open, and speak of the devil: there he is. His hair is tousled and he’s got one hand in a bag of chips.

The chips drop to the ground.

“[y/n]?” Jinjin’s jaw drops.

He reaches out to touch your face, trying to make sure you’re real. Then he gives in and just hugs you. He squeezes you so tightly that you feel like you’re about to burst.

“[y/n] it’s really you? Where have you been?”

He pulls away and holds your face in his hands.

“You look okay, have you been eating well? What have you been up to? Why didn’t you answer my calls? Why were you gone for three years?”

Suddenly, the poor boy starts to tear up, and you reach out to hug him again.

“Why would you just leave like that? Do you know what we went through? The boys didn’t let me report you as missing, so I thought you were dead...”

“Jinwoo I’m so sorry,” you say.

You should have came back sooner. You wish you had came back sooner, but you’re glad you didn’t come any later.

You decide to address another important issue.

“Jinwoo, Binnie is here too,” you say, softly. Jinjin immediately pulls away from your embrace and stares coldly to your left, where Moonbin stands. Then, he starts crying again and hugs Moonbin.

“Bin, I can’t believe you just left me too! Without a single word, how could you? Do you know how much I missed you? Do you know how worried I was? What the hell were the two of you even up to?”

“I’m sorry, hyung. It was hard to come back. We tried, but it was hard.”

“It was harder for me,” Jinjin says.

He lets the two of you in, and you awkwardly sit side by side on the couch.

Does this mean Jinjin isn’t mad at me for dating Moonbin?

Jinjin brings you both water before he also sits down.

“You know, you didn’t need to run away that day. I was never mad at you,” Jinjin explains.

“What?!” you exclaim. It’s shocking to you, to think that Jinjin, the overprotective brother, was never mad at you.

“It was shocking, yes. It was weird, absolutely. But I just needed time to process things, that’s all. Of course I wasn’t going to be glad that my brother was dating my sibling, but that doesn’t mean I hated the two of you. I needed time, but not three years! A few days would have been fine.”

“Well with that said,” Moonbin says, getting off the couch and sitting on the ground, one knee raised and one pressed to the ground.

You look at Jinjin who gives you a smile.

Moonbin pulls something out of his pocket and presents it to you. It’s a ring, the same ring you saw him working on in the shed every day for the past three years.

“Do you wanna marry me then, [y/n]? We have your brother’s approval,” he says, smiling brightly like a puppy.

Lost for words, all you can do is hug him.

“Okay, okay, we get it!”Jinjin whines as both of you start to tear up.

But he also makes sure to say “congratulations” before he lets the two of you be.

69 notes · View notes