#oneus fluff

[starry-nights-garden]

Oneus Reaction ✧ You shutting them up with a kiss

✧ Oneus all members x gn!reader ✧ genre: fluff, reaction ✧ warnings: none

Seoho: 

you can see something’s bothering him when you meet him that day

he tries his best not to show it and to pretend he’s alright (which he isn’t very good at dhhdhd)

and he notices that you’re about to call him out on it, so he begins to ramble about some random topic 

so you just sit there, a little caught off guard, but you watch him awkwardly trying to distract you from his bad mood for a few minutes

until you decide it’s enough, and you lean in to give him a kiss

he’s rendered speechless and frozen up as he tries to process what just happened

so you simply kiss him again and as he puts his hand on your waist to pull you closer, kissing you back, he seems to accept that this is simply what you’re doing now

after a while, you part, and you take his hands into yours

“Now tell me what’s up with you.”

finally, he gathers the courage to tell you honestly about what’s bothering him

Leedo: 

you were trying to prepare dinner for him to surprise him with after a long day of work 

the emphasis here is on trying

because you somehow manage to completely fuck up the dish to the point it neither looks anything like what it’s supposed to, nor very edible

your boyfriend comes home to a mess of a kitchen and you in a panic, because there wasn’t enough time left to try again

instead of at least thanking you for your efforts, he immediately begins to scold you in that way where he does his best to keep his voice soft but you can unmistakably tell that he’s pissed off

and it’s not like you wouldn’t appreciate him telling you what you did wrong and what to watch out for the next time you try cooking this dish, but at that very moment you just really don’t want to hear it

so you kiss him to make him shut up

he’s obviously confused now and he immediately goes over to complaining about how you can’t just do that

however, when you keep kissing him he will give in and relax eventually, and you can convince him to simply order takeout food tonight

Keonhee: 

you and your boyfriend had been planning a weekend trip for months

however, when the time of the trip finally comes, he has to realize that he got sick

it’s only a cold, but you decide that it would be smarter to postpone the trip in case his condition gets worse

now obviously he’s frustrated because of that

so he keeps apologizing to you for getting sick and for not being more careful etc etc

like, he feels so sorry that you start feeling sorry too djhdjdx

he rambles on and on about how he really wanted to enjoy this weekend with you, how he wanted to go get good food with you and have a lot of fun and so on

not being able to watch him in this pitiful state anymore, you simply press a kiss onto his lips

he shuts up immediately, and just kisses you back

you tell him that it’s okay and that he shouldn’t beat himself up over it in between kisses, even though you’re sure he already got your message without you having to spell it out for him

and then eventually you just make out until you’re both feeling better

the trip gets postponed by a few weeks, and when you can finally go on your well deserved holiday, he makes sure to make it unforgettable for you

Hwanwoong:

you’re both at his place, currently taking a break from playing a game together and so you’re just lounging on the couch while eating snacks

he’s still talking about the game you just played

that’s when a glance at your boyfriend’s lips moving as he speaks sparks the desire to kiss him

you just want to know what happens and maybe you shouldn’t have been so curious about it

because now that your kiss has interrupted his rambles, he’s turning it into a challenge

he quickly presses a short kiss on your mouth, grinning at you playfully when he pulls back

you’re surprised by his reaction, but you don’t dislike this game he’s starting, so you reach out for his collar and pull him into the next kiss

you give each other playful kisses back and forth, until you’re both giggling messes, foreheads pressed together

“What was that even just now?” you wonder out loud, and Hwanwoong gives you another dramatic smooch

“I dunno. You started it?”

you go back to gaming after that, but now you’re sitting closer beside each other, to the point your upper arms touch (and you can always softly elbow the other in the side to make playing the game properly more difficult for each other lol)

Xion:

you’re out on a date with him and you’ve settled down in a cute café nearby

you’ve known something’s up with him ever since you first saw him that day, but now that you’re all seated, he finally begins to talk

he’s a bit hesitant to complain, but what you get from his rambles is that his brother did something to annoy him, but says Dongju is the annoying one instead

your boyfriend is clearly upset, and usually you can somewhat reason with him, but today he just won’t calm down

even when you try to explain to him that the situation is probably resolved easily if they talk about it again, he wants to hear none of it

however, not wanting to spend the rest of the day with a sulky boyfriend, you figure you should try something else to cheer him up

and so, when he keeps ranting about how unfair he thinks this all is, you get an idea

you lean across the table and you press a feathery light kiss onto his lips, immediately shutting him up

he’s blushing and he’s clearly embarrassed now

struggling to find his words, he eventually just gives up on agonizing over the fight with his brother

instead, he now keeps urging you on to go home sooner during the entire date (you know he just wants more kisses from you in the comfort of his own home)

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[thru-the-grapevine]

[11:46 AM] “What is that?”

It belongs in a cartoon, the way Seoho jumps a foot and turns to face you with wide eyes.

“Nothing,” he says.

His hands are cupped together in front of him, still dripping from being under the kitchen faucet. You tsk and enter the kitchen, pulling a hand towel from a nearby drawer and moving towards him. He quickly draws his hands back to rest against his torso when you get within a foot of him, hands still cupped.

You raise an eyebrow, crouching to mop at the little puddle he’s created.

“Nothing, huh?”

The way his cheeks and ears pinken is adorable. His jaw works minutely, biting the inside of his lower lip.

“Uh-huh.”

You straighten up again and fold your arms, tilting your head to try and glimpse between his cupped fingers. “Is it something I’m going to be disappointed is in my kitchen?”

He immediately starts closing the gaps of his fingers, shrinking back against the sink. “Disappointed? Not upset?”

“I’m never upset with you, bestie,” you say, feigning shock at the mere thought. “Only disappointed.”

He pouts, and maybe it takes a conscious effort not to stare at the pretty shape of his lips. Not that you’ll admit it.

“You’re only ever disappointed with me? Never pleased or happy or….anything else?”

Maybe you want to take that as something more. But what if you’re wrong? You deflect, grinning at him. “Your distractions won’t work on me. C’mon. Show me the thing.”

He swallows, then shakes his head rapidly.

You make a face at him. “Seoho.”

He shakes his head again.

You raise your eyebrows. Well. Time to play a little dirty.

You take another step closer to him and enter his space. You audibly hear his breath pause when you lean in close, setting the damp towel on the counter next to him.

“You sure?” You ask quietly, ignoring your own pounding heart. Focus.

Seoho’s next breath sounds shaky. “Mhm.”

A smile tugs at the corners of your mouth. You lean in a little closer, indulging yourself momentarily and staring at his mouth as you fumble behind him to turn off the faucet.

“Very sure?” You ask.

When you drag your gaze away from his lips, you realize he’s staring at yours. A rush of warmth shoots through you. No. Focus.

He doesn’t answer, too distracted. Now’s your chance. Gently, still looking at his face, you take his hands in yours, prying them open carefully. He offers no resistance, and you glance down inside them.

“Oh my god,” you yelp. “Is that a frog?”

Immediately Seoho jumps back into action, yanking his hands from yours and cupping them shut again. “No.”

“It is,” you say, laughing disbelievingly. “You brought a frog into my kitchen.”

“He was outside in the grass,” Seoho says, voice insistent. “And he was covered in grass clippings and there was some in his eyes and I felt bad and wanted to clean him up—”

“It’s a frog!” You laugh, incredulous. “They live in nature, they get dirty, that’s just how it goes.”

“But it was in his eyes,” Seoho protests, looking at you imploringly. “I was just gonna rinse him off and send him back out again—”

“And you couldn’t have done this with the hose why?”

Seoho looks indignant, pouting. “Look at him. He’s just a little guy. He needs something gentler.”

You’re staring at his hands, shaking your head. “My kitchen sink?”

“Only for a minute,” he pleads. “It just looked painful, he kept blinking and the grass kept staying stuck in his eye and he looked so sad, you should have seen his little face, his eyes were…”

He keeps making his case, but you lose the thread, gazing at him. Sweet, stupid boy. The worst in the whole world. Caring about garden frogs. What if this is my final straw?

As it happens, it is. Before you can process what you’re doing, you’ve grabbed a fistful of his collar and guided him close, planting your lips on his.

It’s a wonderful, wonderful half a second. And then Seoho squawks in surprise and you’re pulled back into reality.

He leans back, blinking, eyes wide on you. “What? I….what?”

Your insides are swirling into a chaotic tornado of dismay. What were you thinking? “I….sorry. You were, um. Saying? About the frog?”

Seoho does not continue about the frog. He continues blinking at you, gaze trailing down to your mouth. You shift from one foot to another, uneasy.

“Seoho…?”

He leans in and kisses you again. It’s gentle, sincere, and suddenly you wonder how in the world you’ve gone this long without doing this. You kiss him back, unfurling your fingers from his collar and resting your hands on his shoulders. He settles his hands on the back of your arms, guiding you closer, kissing you in a way that makes you wonder if he’s thought about this, too.

You break apart to breathe, staying nose to nose.

“Seoho,” you murmur.

He hums quietly, resting his forehead on yours.

“Where’s the frog?” You ask quietly.

He’s staring at your mouth again. “Hm?”

“The frog. Where is it.”

He blinks, then stiffens, realizing where his hands are.

“Um.”

“Is there a frog loose in my kitchen?!”

He leans back, staring all around your feet and behind you with increasing urgency. Guiding you back and forth by his grip on your arms, checking around you. “I….maybe?”

Unbelievable. You start searching around your feet, as well.

“I’ll make you a deal. If you find him first, I’ll kiss you again.”

He turns to look at you so quickly you worry he’ll crick his neck. “What if you find him first, instead?”

You shrug, smiling hopefully. “You’ll kiss me?”

He stares at you, bewildered.

“That’s….the same thing.”

You grin. “Then we’d better find him, yeah?”

A slow, bemused grin spreads over his face.

“I….yeah. Okay.”

For @ranotonin

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[mo-notmoe]

I got to see Oneus last week and it was definitely LIT 😏

I really regret not buying one of the little plushy keychains of these guys tho....

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[mimikittysblog]

Could you do a Keonhee smut for him waking up with his s/o early before his schedule or after he gets back from a long schedule please? 🥺💗

♡06:22♡

Pairing: Boyfriend! KeonHee x Female! Reader

Genre: fluffy smutttt

Warnings: ⚠️MDNI⚠️ Morning sex, unprotected sex (remember yo, don’t be silly and wrap your willy!)

A/N: Okay actually I wasn’t taking requests but thankfully I’ve been very motivated to write and idk I feel kinda honored someone would request anything from me. So I’ve decided to take this request 💕 I hope you like it anonnie! And I hope you all collectively like this too! Happy reading!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

The once dark room started to lighten up as the sun started to rise, shining it through the gaps of the curtains. The change in brightness slowly started to wake you up. When your eyes fluttered open you were greeted with an adorable and just absolutely perfect sight.

Your sweet boyfriend sleeping oh so peacefully. He even had his mouth slightly agape too. A soft smile began to spread across your face at just how cute he is. You then leaned up just a bit to softly kiss his cheek.

For the next couple of minutes you just stayed there admiring your sleepy boyfriend while also playing with his hair before he has to leave for work. Soon enough his eyes started to flutter open and he made eye contact with you. Albeit with very sleepy hooded eyes.

“Mmm.. Good morning beautiful.” He greeted you with his voice a few octaves lower than usual.

“Good morning handsome.” You greeted back and then leaned in to give him a soft kiss.

Well.. it was a soft kiss.

However instead of pulling away you both just started to deepen the kiss. Here you feel Keonhee wrap his arms around your waist and gently pulled you on top of him. This action caused you to giggle slightly.

“Mmm.. Baby don’t you have to get ready?” You mumble into the kiss. A whine escaped his lips before he pulled away to look at the nearby clock.

“Honey it’s still so early. I have plenty of time okay?” He explained as he rolled you over so now he was on top.

“Woah there my lamp post, Watcha doin’?” You asked as your hold remained on him.

“…Lamp post? Really??”

“Hehe~ whaaat? You’re tall!”

“I hate you. I’m leaving early.” He said as he started getting up.

“Nooooooooooooo!” You whined as you tightened your hold and pulled him back down. “No! Just stay here please! Pleeaasee my darling?” You tried appealing to him with soft bats of your eyelashes.

“Oooh its darling now?”

“Hehehe yes!” You giggled more as you leaned up and kissed his jaw softly. “Just stay.. with me.”

He then let out a soft sigh and even a moan when you started trailing kissed down his neck.

“Y/n..” He groaned with his still deep morning voice.

“Hmm I love it when you say my name like that.”

“Yeah?” He asked while looking at you properly once you pulled away from his collarbone.

“Yeah. It’s sexy.”

He then chuckled and connected your lips again much more passionately. He then tighten the one arm that’s around your waist, pulling you even closer to him causing your chest to be pressed up against his. You also then felt something on your thigh. You hummed when you felt it, then you trailed your hand down his body and cupped his bulge.

This caused him to groan and instinctively grind into your hand. His hand then glided up your (his) shirt and rubbed soft circles on your skin before pushing the shirt higher up your body until it was completely off. You then did the same to his.

“You really are so beautiful baby.” He said as he kissed your neck and collarbone.

“Thank you..” You breathed out as you then let out a moan as he started to kiss and fondle your breasts.

He licked and sucked on one nipple as he continued to pinch and play with the other one. Making sure neither of them were left out. His kisses then further went down and stopped at your pubic bone.

He mumbled a “May I?” against your skin, which you then responded with a nod. With that he started pulling your panties down your leg as he continues his trail of kisses.

“You’re so wet already princess.” He said as he softly ran a finger up your slit to your clit where he added a bit of pressure.

“For you.” You moaned out. “Keonhee.. love please just make love to me now..!” You softly begged, just wanting to be close to your love already, having him deep inside of you.

He then let out a chuckle as he quickly discarded his boxers and hovered over you again. He presses his lips on yours as he takes his hard cock and runs it up and down your slit to get it wet with your juices before he slowly pushes into you. This caused you both moaned into each others mouth at the sensation. Feeling very needy you also then wrapped your arms around him even tighter.

“Fuck darling you feel so good. So tight for me. Tell me when I can move alright?” He groaned as he gripped you hip. Yet also rubbing it softly with his thumb.

He was always so sweet no matter the situation.

After a minute passes you finally give him the okay to move. His pace through out was slow but steady. He wanted you to feel every inch of him and the both of you wanted to savor this very rare moment. Moans and pants of each others names filled your gradually brightening bedroom as the sun continues to rise, along with some curses and soft skin slapping.

It didn’t take long for the both of you to start feeling a knot in your stomachs.

“Fuck! K-keonhee I’m so close love..!! Please don’t stop!” You moaned out.

“I won’t love.” He replied also so close. He then leaned down and bit your sensitive spot on your neck to help you cum, and mumbled. “Cum for me. Now baby please!”

With that you let go, with a loud moan of his name. You then did the same for him as he also reached his high right after yours. He continued to thrust softly to ride it out before pulling out and flopping down beside you.

You both then pulled each other close as suddenly both of your eyes become heavy again.

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

“SORRY!! SORRY I’M LATE!!” Keonhee yelled out as he bursts into the practice room. “I woke up later I’m so sorry!” He apologized to the rest of the members who were waiting almost two hours for him

They all gave him an annoyed look before their eyes landed on a purple-ish mark on his neck.

“Aw man seriously?!” HwanWoong groaned out in disgust.

“Dude cover that up.” Geonhak then added before pointing to his neck.

Keonhee’s eyes widen and whipped his head to the mirror in the room. He finally noticed the mark and tried to hide in his hoodie.

“Shut up! You’re just jealous you don’t have an amazing girlfriend like me!”

“Did you actually wake up late or did Y/n MADE you late?” SeoHo just teased and pat KeonHee’s head.

“Hush.”

While he did end up having a relatively harsh scolding from his manager after practice, telling him to be more responsible and that he shouldn’t let the companies leniency of him having a partner mess up his priorities, he really would never regret what you two did that beautiful morning.

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

© mimikittysblog 2023

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[koalajjun]

koalajjun's masterlist !

about me

treasure ->

kiss on the head - yoshi

cliché love story - hyunsuk

broken trust - jihoon

perfect - haruto

p1harmony ->

roommate - jongseob 1

oneus ->

nothing yet..

txt ->

nothing yet..

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bikini top - joshua

sleepover - joshua

got caught - mingyu

satisfaction - wonwoo

onewe ->

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nothing yet..

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nothing yet..

tnx ->

nothing yet..

enhypen ->

as thing i have said and done

my music ->

cyber dance

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[mirisss]

Droplets of Water & Love

Oneus OT5 x fairy! afab! reader

Wordcount ≈ 1.6k

Warnings: slight anxiety, kind of stalking but not with malicious intent, I think that’s it

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it! 

Third Person POV

Living a double life that transcends between the normal and what could only be seen as an imaginary world, is difficult. (Y/n) appears completely human, however, that is far from the truth. (Y/n) is a fairy. A water fairy to be precise. She sneaks out of the home she shares with her five boyfriends, Seoho, Geonhak, Keonhee, Hwanwoong, and Dongju, also known as the idol group Oneus, every morning not returning until late at night. At the beginning of the relationship, the boys didn’t notice (Y/n) leaving early and returning late because, well, they did the same thing, considering their job.  However, after a whole year of being together, the boys began noticing some things, (Y/n) left early every single day, never having a day off it seemed, returning in the afternoon, completely drained of energy, whenever they asked about her job she just answers with something vague, and things like that. Because of this, the boys decided to follow (Y/n) one morning when they had a day off from their idol work.  

(Y/n) got up at 5 am, got dressed, and left the apartment. The five members of Oneus quickly got up as soon as the door closed. All of them were already dressed so they could follow (Y/n). Soon enough, (Y/n) turned into an alleyway that led nowhere, the boys sneaked around the corner to find (Y/n) standing with her back towards them just staring at a wall. The alleyway was dark but something seemed to be glowing around (Y/n)’s hands. The five boys tried to quietly walk closer to their girlfriend, which went well until Dongju stumbled on a rock, making a loud bang with his foot as he found his balance. The ruckus made (Y/n) turn around as she was surprised by the sound. (Y/n) was scared that whoever had made the noise was a drunkard or something, she was slightly at ease when she saw her five soulmates but then she became nervous. 

“What are you guys doing here?” “We wanted to see what you do for your job but whenever we asked you never answered,” Keonhee began, followed by Hwanwoong. “So we kind of decided to follow you, sorry,” “I mean, I guess, it’s okay. It’s my fault for not telling you, it’s just, you see, the thing is… um it’s kind of hard to explain,” (Y/n) wasn’t sure how to bring up the fact that she wasn’t exactly human, she was a fairy, and her job was collecting morning dew and other water droplets for her village so that other fairies could distribute the water. On days when she wasn’t working she visited her family, she didn’t get to see them much so if she mentioned visiting her family around the boys they would surely want to come with her. 

“(Y/n), whatever it is you can tell us,” Seoho said as he took a step closer to (Y/n). “It’s really weird and complicated and I don’t know, I’m scared, I guess,” “What are you scared of? I mean when we first met we seemed sketchy and stuff because we couldn’t tell you about our soon-to-be debut and everything,” Geonhak said. “Just one question, do we have to be in this alleyway for this?” Dongju asked with a small chuckle. “We kind of do,” (Y/n) answered, nerves and something close to shame on her face. 

“Okay, promise to hear me out before you walk away?” “We promise,” Geonhak answered. “We would never just walk away from you, no matter what,” Hwanwoong said as he put a loving hand on (Y/n)’s shoulder, all the boys giving her encouraging smiles. “This is going to sound crazy, but I’m a fairy,” And so (Y/n) explained what she was and what she was doing for work, the boys stood there, at first thinking (Y/n) was just joking with them but as she continued explaining everything she also showed them a bit of her magic. 

“I can’t do as much in my human form but I can do this,” The five idols watched in awe as a baby blue light emitted from the girl's hands, small sparkles danced around her and the five of them. Soon a strong light blinded them, once they opened their eyes, the world around them seemed much bigger. They all spun around, not understanding what was happening. After a few seconds, Dongju laid eyes on (Y/n). Translucent blue wings on her back, her hair shinier than ever, and a marine blue flower-like dress adorned her body. 

“Woah,” Was all the youngest boy could say. The other four noticed (Y/n)’s new appearance as Dongju tried to say something. All of them realized that what (Y/n) just told them, was real. “So, yeah that’s almost everything,” “Almost?” Keonhee asked, wondering what more she had to tell them. “You see, fairies like many other creatures, have fated bonds, a person or people whom they are destined to be with, soulmates I guess you could call it,” As (Y/n) explained the situation to the boys her wings began moving, her now tiny form levitating around the air in front of them. 

“Does that mean that we are soulmates? Or do you have a soulmate somewhere out there?” Geonhak asked, a bit worried that they would lose her. (Y/n)’s wings stopped flickering, her body once again landing on the ground. The fairy took a few steps closer to the five boys that she loved with all of her heart. “I love all five of you, with everything that I am, and I could never imagine my life without you guys now. You are my soulmates, I wouldn’t have been with you guys for this long otherwise, it would have felt wrong,” The five idols all broke out into happy smiles while tears filled their eyes, relief, and happiness flowing through their bodies. 

The boys pulled (Y/n) into a tight and warm group hug, all six of them crying and sniffling. (Y/n) felt safe in their arms, she felt accepted, a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders, and she finally felt like she could breathe. “Wait, so all this time, you’ve been sneaking off like this to work? Are we holding you from doing your job right now?” Hwanwoong asked, worry evident in his voice. “Well yes to the first question, mostly, and no for the second one. I was sneaking out to visit my family today,” 

“You’ve never really talked about your family before,” “I know, what was I supposed to say, hey guys my family consists of fairies and they’re tiny,” (Y/n) answered Seoho’s question as she chuckled. “Yeah, I guess it’s hard to explain that one, but just so you know, you can really tell us anything, we won’t judge you, because we love you,” Keonhee ended his sentence with another tight hug. “Do you guys want to come with me? Meet my parents?” “YES!” They all screamed in unison. (Y/n)’s hands began glowing once more, small sparkles erupted around the boys, followed by another blinding light. Once the light calmed down, the boys found themselves dressed in flower-like clothing and blue translucent wings adorned their backs. 

“WOAH! We have wings!” Dongju exclaimed as he and Keonhee jumped around in excitement. “You’re going to need them, the only way to get to my village is by flying there,” “We’ve never flown like this though,” Geonhak said, a bit sceptical. “The wings knows what they need to do, it’s like a copy of my wings, so as long as I know how to use them, you’ll be able to use them,” “Let’s fly then!” Hwanwoong said as he ran up to (Y/n), giving her a quick kiss on the lips. (Y/n)’s cheeks reddening with a blush, even after a year of being in a relationship with them she always blushed after kissing. 

And so the six soulmates set off into the sky, the five boys marveling at the feeling of flying. The wings flickering behind them. The way the world looked from the eyes of a small fairy. They laughed as they danced around with the wind, the sun slowly rising over the horizon coloring the world in a bright yellowy-orange hew. After a few minutes, the group arrived at a clearing where ther saw hundreds of other fairies dancing around in the sky as the collected morning dew and sunlight and whatnot. 

“Come on this way,” (Y/n) showed her soulmates around the village, introducing them to some of her childhood friends before they finally came to a stop at a cute little house. A house that (Y/n) grew up in before she moved to the city, living more as a human rather than a fairy. “It’s so pretty, everything around her is so nice, it seems so right that you come from here,” Geonhak said. “What do you mean?” “You shine just like the sun, it’s like you sparkle. You seem like a goddess, ethereal, as a human but seeing you like this, this place and you just makes so much sense together,” “That’s exactly how I feel when I see you guys standing on stage, singing, dancing, performing,” 

Magic exists in everything alive, the most special magic in the world is the one found in true love and happiness. 

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[fluffytsukino1009]

ONEUS calming you while you cry

Summary: ONEUS members reactions to seeing their s/o cry

Warning: None

A/N: Duuuuuude, I love them all.

Masterlist

Ravn

Hugs you until you're ready to let go. Understand if you don't want to talk about it so he only asks once "what's wrong?". The best giving encouragement words, even if he has no idea what's happening, always mention how much he loves you and assure he's staying by your side whatever you're going through.

Seoho

Does whatever to make you feel better. Makes some tea, buys your favorite food and play your favorite movie. Best listener, so feel free to talk about whatever. Loves when you give him the chance to solve your problem but extremely proud when you solve them yourself. Prefers to hug you once you're done crying.

Leedo

Needs to know what's wrong or loses his shit. Hugs you while he questions about everything that has happened to make you feel that way. Gets frustrated when he can't fix your problems and it shows. Wants you to ask him to get revenge but wouldn't hurt a fly, no matter how bad he want to do it too.

Keonhee

Most likely to cry with you, hugs you tight, stroke your hair and kiss your cheeks. Wants you to calm down before asking anything. At first offended if you don't wanna talk about it but later worry he must had been the cause. Turns extra soft with you for the next days trying to avoid causing you a new pain.

Hwanwoong

Holds you close in awkward. Needs to know what's going on before making any other move. Most likely to try to calm you down with jokes. Also most likely to actually calm you down with jokes. Always find a moment to talk about the problem, prefers to do it once you're feeling better so you both can look for a solution.

Xion

Offers himself for an actual revenge even before knowing what happened. Gives you food as comfort. Willing to cuddle you all day but that's not his lead. Happy if you trust him enough to talk about the issue, happier if you accept his advice. Seriously wants revenge just give him a name.

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[jinisnuggets]

𝕀𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕠𝕨𝕟

ᵖᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˡᵉᵉ ᵏᵉᵒⁿʰᵉᵉ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ʷᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 1.2ᵏ

ᵍᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᵈᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵒ��� ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁱˢˡᵉ, ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ʰᵘˢᵇᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗˢ ʳᵉᵖˡᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈ.

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷʰᵒˡᵉˢᵒᵐᵉ

ᵇʳⁱᵉᶠ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

The day finally came, Keonhee was standing upfront at the center, eyes glued to the aisle, in which he would finally see you become his.

Although everyone eyes were looking forward, he was looking to the side, all anxiety leaving from his body, just as he saw the curtains to the aisle start to open, he shut his eyes and remembered everything you guys went through.

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“Pardon me?”

Keonhee’s eyes met everywhere but yours, looking around at your scenery to make sure nobody was watching.

“Would you please go out with me?”

Guys had asked you out multiple times, but you rejected almost all because they were jerks to others and probably only wanted to date you for you looks, not for who you were

But Keonhee was different in a way…

Keonhee wasn't the most quiet human being, but he wasn't popular nor did he bully anyone. Anyone who knew him would tell you he was just loud and very funny.

You and Keonhee weren't strangers either, you guys definitely did talk once in a while, but you surely didn't know too much about him.

“As a date?”

The boy nodded to your question.

“I really like you, but we don't know much about each other, so maybe we could go out as a type of friendly date and get to know each other?”

Your mind immediately told you green flag, it was already a big deal that he actually wanted to know you before taking things to any extreme.

“Yeah, I get that. What day?”

The boy looked up at you with excitement.

“Wait... what!?”

“When do we meet up?”

He looked around to see if anyone was pressuring you, among not seeing anyone, he looked back at you.

“Saturday?”

“This Saturday?”

“Mmhm.” He responded in agreement.

“At?”

“You choose, I wanna make this a fun friendly meet up.”

“Let's just go to some restaurant for lunch.”

“Like..?”

“Maybe that Chinese restaurant? I really wanna try it.”

“Okay, at 3:00?”

“Mmm, I'll be there.”

Just then you heard the bells to lunch break end, you turned around and saw people going back inside from eating lunch with their partner and friends. You looked back at Keonhee, who was also looking at the others.

“We should get going, I'll see you later.”

You nodded and brought yourself back to inside to continue your classes.

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“I think it's been enough time… don't you think?”

“What are you talking about?”

Both of you sat at a small hill that sat above the city, watching all the lights and cars that passed by, it was such a peaceful setting that made you feel safe, especially while being with Keonhee.

“Let's date.”

“What-?”

“It's been a few years… since my confession… we've been best friends... So let's date.”

“I thought you forgot..” you said letting out a small chuckle.

“I would never forget that.”

You nodded in agreement.

“Let's date.”

“Wait… seriously?”

“Yeah! Why not?” You again said letting out a small chuckle which Keonhee joined you in on.

“You didn't rush things with me, and took the time to get to know me. We became best friends, so yeah, it's time. Let's date!”

Keonhee grabbed his head in a playful way.

“I guess I didn't expect that answer “

“So are we gonna date or was that a joke..?”

“At first it was… but not really anymore.”

Keonhee leaned in a gave you a small kiss, which made you lean back in shock.

“First kiss already?”

“I don't see why not…” Keonhee teased as you hit him lightly..

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“What did you get me this time?”

“Just open it.”

“Wae!? You're scaring me”

You lightly pushed your boyfriend away from you, you always knew that these small tiny gifts on random days were always something that went overboard, you both laughed as you put the box down and made a dramatic suspense between you and the small tiny box.

“Now you're making me nervous…”

You giggled a bit and then turned to face him.

“Why would you be nervous.”

You turned back as you lifted the top off of the box, a saw a ring, a beautiful ring for sure, you looked over at Keonhee in surprise.

“How much did this cost?”

“You'll never know” Keonhee said in his regular teasing pitch.

“It's so pretty…”

You didn't take it out, as you were scared to break or dirty it.

“You should wear it.”

You glanced at him and took the ring out of the box, while exploring your new piece of jewelry, you suddenly noticed the small carvings on the inside

A PROMISE

Turning you body to face Keonhee's you questioned

“A promise?”

“Mmhm… I wanna make a promise to you today.”

It didn't change a thing, you were still very confused on what he meant.

“What type of promise?”

“I wanna promise you that one day I will make you mine… permanently.”

“What…?”

“This is my promise ring to you… do you accept it?”

“Are you joking!? Of course I accept it! I love you so much… it's so pretty, but you didn't have to buy this much of an exclusive ring, you could've just shaped a stick and I would've been happy"

Saying jokingly and letting yourself fall onto your boyfriend, hugging him tightly and allowing him to kiss you multiple times

“Thank you so much.”

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One thing slowly led to another, and eventually, one of those things was Keonhee being down on one knee in front of you, your mouth covered and tears begining to form in your eyes.

“Yn… you're one of the best people I've ever met in my life, you helped me overcome my insecurities and brought me into the light of your world. I am so lucky that I was able to find someone like you and bring you into my life… I'm sorry if I wasn't able to fufill the role I promised to take as your boyfriend, but I swear with all of my heart, that this entire time, my love for you hasn't vanished, because it's still as strong as the same day I met eyes with you. I wanna make you mine, protect you every moment I get, be the first one to support you when you need someone to cry on… I wanna be that person who you can rely on, and tell all your problems to, so will you please allow me to take care of you for the rest of your life..? Will you marry me?”

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Now… you're here, walking down the aisle in that white dress that drags across the floor, walking over to you fiance who you had dated for so many years…. waiting for the moment that you never thought would become a reality.

You walked slowly, smiling your entire way to your future husband, the man who promised to take care of you, and you swore to protect.

“You're gorgeous… you get more beautiful everyday..”

“I would say the same to you ...”

Keonhee held his tears inside as he heard the pastor say the words. Tension building as he asked you

“Do you wish to stay with Lee Keonhee for the rest of your life until death brings you apart?”

Not a single person moving, as the only noise came from the screaming silence. People watched you in excitement and anxiety, as you opened your mouth and said the words.

“Yes…”

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[winterviolet1]

Oneus Reaction: How their S/o wakes them up

Warnings: None

Fluff

Seoho:

Seoho is a slight heavy sleeper. It takes him a bit to wake up from anyone who tries to wake him up. You as is S/o knows the feeling but you still manage to wake him up on time.

This morning was one of them. You woke up knowing that Seoho was behind you with his arm around your waist. You rarely get to cuddle like this cause of his work but since today was his day off. He took advantage and have you all his. Smiling at his sleeping figure. You as Seoho S/o gave him a kiss on the his cheek and a light peck on his lip. Which cause Seoho to wake up and smile knowing you gave him morning kisses.

"Morning Hun"

Leedo:

Leedo is a light sleeper. One days he becomes a heavy sleeper is when he very exhausted from work. Being a light sleeper he is. He tends to get up first so he could watch and smile as his s/o was snoozing away still.

Today it was one of the days that Leedo became a heavy sleeper. His group come back had exhausted him so much that he crash when he got back to thier dorms. You being his cuddle bear and supporting gf/bf. You two were both asleep til you wake up to see your handsome boyfriend sleeping figure. It was almost noon so you got out of your boyfriend hold to go make some coffee and breakfast. When you can back with a tray, the smell of food woke Leedo up to see you carrying a tray with coffee and breakfast on it.

"How fortunate am I to have you dear"

Keonhee:

Keonhee is the same as Seoho. He can sleep heavily but can also be a lightly sleeper. This really depends on his mood. But Keonhee didn't really care since he only wakes up from three things: One is food, Two needing to use the rest/going to work and three is his s/o aka You.

Today he was a heavy sleeper. Keonhee was tired and wanted to cuddle you all night long. You as his S/o was enjoying the cuddles and didn't want to leave but food was calling for ya. Attempting to wake Keonhee up, he just snoozing away til you gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Keon, do you want some breakfast?" You gently whisper into his ear which did the trick as he opens one eye.

"In a bit love, let's just rest some more"

Hwanwoong:

Hwanwoong is a light sleeper for sure. Anything could wake the poor guy up and he'll have a hard time going back to sleep. Being a light sleeper he is. Hwan can be easily woken up by a simple kiss or some tickles if he doesn't get out of bed.

Today in the early morning. The two of you was cuddling in his bed after a long day from his interview. You were on your back peacefully while Hwanwoong was laying his head on your chest and cuddles against ya. As your phone goes off. Hwanwoong whines and shut your phone off so both you can go back to sleep.

"No more interruption"

Xion:

Cuddle boy nation. Xion of all people in his group is a heavy sleeper. No one in his group could make him unless he wanted to be woken up. Work and you were the only exception for Xion to be away.

Today was one of these days. Xion and you was cuddling in the bed. Xion all cuddle up was sleeping away peacefully. You as his s/o was lightly playing with his hair know he just washed it an hour ago. Deciding to hum away while placing a kiss on Xion forehead and lip softly cause him to smile in his sleep.

"Your to cute baby"

#oneus hwanwoong #oneus reactions #oneus seoho #oneus xion #oneus #oneus fluff #oneus leedo #oneus keonhee #sub!oneus #oneus imagines

[inadaydream99]

Sibling has a Crush/ Is Dating another Member

Requested by anon - where reader has a crush on/ is dating their brothers band mate (Oneus)

A/N - this features a gender neutral reader - sorry to the anon who requesting this because it took me so long!!

Disclaimer: this is for entertainment purposes only and does not represent any of the members in real life!

Ravn/ Youngjo

He found it sweet really. To see one of his closest friends and his sibling make each other so happy. Although, it hasn’t always been that way. When you first started dating Hwanwoong, Youngjo was a little jealous… he made that abundantly clear without ever admitting to it. But you like to think back on it as him being protective of the people he cares about the most.

Honestly, he was more hurt that Hwanwoong had fallen for you over him. Like, come on! Youngjo is the one that always showers him in the most affection, makes sure he’s eaten well and gotten enough rest. What did you do, make him laugh? Pft.

Moving on… Youngjo has always been a good brother to you and, regardless of your age gap, he’s been pretty picky when it has come to your past romantic interests. Which is why you were a little nervous about revealing that you had been seeing one of his own group mates. But as it turns out, he was surprisingly encouraging and definitely didn’t try to embarrass you in front of Hwanwoong by relaying stories from your childhood 👀

Seoho

The cutest sibling you could have ever asked for. Seriously, he is such a good brother. Which is why he was all excited giggles and bright smiles when you’d confided in him about your crush on Keonhee. Regardless of how much of a great sibling he is, Seoho is terrible at keeping secrets. Why you trusted him you have no idea. But you can’t take anything back now.

Whether it was intentional or not you’ll never know. But he is the very reason that Keonhee knows of your feelings towards him. Seoho just can’t keep his mouth shut when he sees you trying to have a friendly conversation with him. Even the tiniest of interaction between you and Keonhee sets your brother off on a whirlwind of school-boy giggles.

One time, he even skipped past you both singing “(y/n) and Keonhee sitting in a tree…” and then back again just to finish the rhyme. You’d only gone to Keonhee to ask if he wanted any snacks from the store… Although, maybe Seoho’s smarter than you give him credit for, because his teasing definitely made Keonhee feel so awkward that he offered to go with you, just so he could get away.

Leedo/ Geonhak

It has been made abundantly clear to all of his group mates that you are off limits. Geonhak is surprisingly unsurprising with how protective he his over his sibling. And so, you have to be very sneaky around him with your relationship.

So you’d been dating Seoho for a few months now and Geonhak was yet to be informed about it. You’d agreed with your boyfriend that it was in his best interest to keep your relationship hidden from everyone unless he wanted to be murdered in broad daylight by your brother. And luckily for you, Seoho was scared enough of Geonhak, knowing how cat and mouse-like their friendship is just from teasing, let alone him dating his members sibling.

Geonhak found out about your relationship completely by accident. You and Seoho thought you were the only ones at the dorm and had let down your guards, cuddling and holding hands as you watched a movie together. What you didn’t realise is that Geonhak had been in his room the whole time. So when he’d walked through the living room and spotted you both asleep on each other, he knew there was something going on behind his back.

He was actually far more calm than you ever expected him to be about the whole situation and you were relieved to see his acceptance of your relationship (although not before he’d given Seoho some very detailed descriptions of what would happen to him if he ever broke your heart).

Keonhee

He’s like a bestie and brother rolled into one, so you’ve always shared everything with him and vice versa. Despite knowing about the crush you have on Youngjo and Keonhee remaining positive whenever you talk to him about it, he’s not too keen on the idea of you actually dating one of his members.

While Keonhee is a light-hearted, bubbly person most of the time, as a brother he likes to remain level headed and set a good example. Although, that doesn’t mean you don’t have your fair share of petty squabbles. In fact, it was a silly argument getting too out of hand that lead to Keonhee spilling how he truly feels about your crush on Youngjo.

You couldn’t believe you ears when you heard your brother tell you he would never want you to date one of his friends. It wasn’t necessarily his words that upset you the most, more so his bitter tone. He’ll never be able to forget the look on your face in that moment, reality crashing down on his hard as he realises how selfish he had been to have wanted to keep you and his friends separate. But don’t worry, you can never stay mad at him for long. Especially when he profusely apologises and promises to buy you all of your favourite snacks.

Hwanwoong

You? Having feelings for Dongju?? How??? That was the exact reaction Hwanwoong had when he found out that you have a crush on one of his group mates. Ok, so, you aren’t technically aware that your brother knows of this secret because you’re not the one who told him. No, nosey Hwanwoong found out by eavesdropping on a conversation you were having with a friend.

He’s not really too sure how to feel about it though? Like, there’s a part of him that cringes at the idea, because it’s you, his sibling, and one of his closest friends. But there’s also another part of him that finds it kinda sweet.

Woong loves love, and so he finds himself wanting to play anonymous matchmaker. You know, where he comes up with some cheekily devious plans to get you and Dongju alone. He always finds it so entertaining how flustered you get around his friend and winding Dongju up without him knowing who the culprit is is also incredibly fun.Honestly, it’s been going on for a few weeks at this point and neither you nor Dongju have caught on.

Several times you’ve been invited over to visit your brother (when he knows it’s only him and Dongju at the dorms) only for him to come up with some lame excuse to leave you with your crush. Like when he said he was out of milk and rushed away but then when you went to the fridge to get a drink you saw a full carton? And you’ve turned to Dongju in confusion, both of you laughing over how slick your brother must think he is. He seriously still thinks you haven’t caught on???

Xion/ Dongju

You’ve been dating Geonhak for long enough that Dongju isn’t phased by it anymore and the only reason he was ever annoyed by it was when the others would tease him about his sibling dating one of his friends. But he had made it very clear not to make those sorts of comments anymore…

Despite the assumption that he would potentially murder Geonhak for dating his sibling, Dongju was surprisingly ok with it. So he wasn’t the biggest fan of the fact that he now had to share affection from his friend with you, you were nice enough to him to not rub it in his face.

Dongju can get quite possessive with things, liking to be the one that has the final say/ always gets his own way. So, as his sibling, you’ve learnt the best ways to work around that. For example, you won’t hang around with your boyfriend when you know that he is spending time with his group mates (unless invited by your brother) because you know how important it is to him. Likewise, Dongju promises to not disturb your dates at the dorm, even if he is bored.

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[starry-nights-garden]

Oneus Reaction ✧ Them helping you study

✧ Oneus all members x gn!reader ✧ genre: reaction, fluff, a bit of humor ✧ warnings: none

Seoho:

now this one here is going to be so helpful

he knows you struggle with studying, so whenever you tell him you have an exam upcoming, he will already be making up a whole study plan in his head

will actually sit down with you and explain every tiny step along the way to you if that’s what you need

won’t rush you but he’ll make sure you get things done

tells you what he thinks is important and what parts you can probably leave out

he’ll also make sure to give you a good structure so you start studying early enough and get the rest you need in between

Leedo:

save him pls

early childhood education major is fully jumping out whenever it becomes clear that you’re struggling with studying

half-heartedly scolds you that you need to pull yourself together and study already

but what he really wants to say to you is that if studying isn’t something you’re good at or enjoy, you can just do the bare minimum to pass lol

he both feels a need to be strict with you and to baby you (it usually ends up being the latter)

not very helpful in the process but definitely good at intervening when the stress becomes so bad that you start freaking out :’)

Keonhee:

pretends to be strict at first with getting you to study but like 5 seconds later he’ll get tired of putting on an act

definitely the type to offer you a kiss for every page you study

when you make it clear to him that that is a way too distracting reward he’s going to deliver you tiny portions of your favourite snacks every now and then

hands them to you like a dealer even when there’s nobody else around just to make you laugh

if you have to study a topic he’s actually interested in he might just sit down and ramble about it to you for a while

him “helping” you study is either going to be actually very helpful or your worst nightmare, there is no in between

Hwanwoong: 

another one to bribe you with kisses to get you to study, except he’d just lean in to tease you and then pull away last second

tells you you can have all the kisses in the world after you’re done studying for the day

but for now you gotta focus!!

he won’t actually help you with the studying part though except maybe vaguely give you study tips you already knew dhhdhd

however he’ll make sure you don’t forget to eat three meals a day

will also supply you with snacks and keep you from drinking too much coffee

unless you’re forced to pull an all-nighter

then he will get you as much coffee as you want, to the point you might just start shaking from all the caffeine :’)

Xion:

the second he sees you slacking off he WILL scold you

tells you to focus and gives you his best glare until you get back to work

suspicious even when you’re just going for a toilet break

strictly tells you to keep studying, then goes back to looking at his phone

yeah, he is not going to be more helpful than that

if he realizes that you really need a break however, he will offer to order your favourite food or current craving

(he will make sure it’s delivery food so you don't waste time with cooking and can go right back to studying afterwards)

#oneus reactions #oneus fluff #oneus x reader #oneus scenarios #oneus imagines #seoho fluff #leedo fluff #keonhee fluff #hwanwoong fluff #xion fluff #fluff #reaction

[thru-the-grapevine]

Irish Breakfast

Pairing: Kim Geonhak x reader

Summary: The man you have no business pining over makes an unexpected reappearance in your life, albeit in less-than-ideal condition.

Word Count: 4.6k

Tags: mafia au, blood/injuries (<- despite the tags the whole thing is still soft)

Author Notes: another submission for the Oneus Trope Bingo hosted by @oneusficevents ! This is for my “mafia au” square. I’ve never written anything like this before so I’m nervous to post, but I hope it’s enjoyable

Annoying, you think, that an entire beverage is going to remind you of a man you can’t have. Especially a beverage as widely versatile as tea.

You turn off the timer and go back into the kitchen, taking the teabag out of your mug. You’ve been branching out to new teas since the first evening you’d tried it in the safehouse, sampling them little by little. You now own a small village’s worth of tea boxes, after watching in horror as your best friend swiped her arm along the shelf of teas at the store and into your cart, insisting it was her treat. You’ve found you don’t care for straight green tea or matcha (green bean water, more like), but you like jasmine just fine, peppermint too. English Breakfast is okay, just not as malty, and chai is good if you add more cream than usual.

Tonight, though, you’re allowing yourself to Admit and Mope Over having feelings for a made man. Which, naturally, means your tea is his favorite, Irish Breakfast. You set the teabag in your spoon and wrap the string around it, wringing extra tea into the mug. You’ve gotten rather good at it with practice.

You turn to throw out the teabag when you hear a muted thump from somewhere in your apartment.

You stare, unmoving, at the teabag dangling in your hand over the garbage bin. It swings gently back and forth, and you try a deep breath. One, two, three four. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

By the end of the deep breath, no more noises have come. You drop the teabag in the bin and turn back to your mug, only partly aware of reaching for the sugar. Pal, chill out. Someone came home across the hall and dropped their groceries. The box of Christmas decorations finally teetered off the shelf in the closet. Kids down below jumped too high on their bed and whacked into the ceiling.

Your phone vibrates sharply against the counter, and you drop your spoon with a clatter. You crane your head aside to glance at the screen.

LEEDO: u can say no but do u mind if I stop by?

You snatch your phone clumsily and fumble to the app with live feeds of your security camera. A raven-haired man in office slacks and dress shirt is leaning heavily against your front door. As you watch, his knees buckle under him, and you hear another thump as he crumples against your doorframe.

“Shit,” you hiss. You drop your phone on the counter and hurry to the front door.

Geonhak catches himself heavily on the doorjamb as you ease the door open, a final defense against collapsing entirely.

“Hi,” he murmurs, sounding for all the world like he’s fine and not a man who can’t stay upright.

You drop to your knees, trying to figure out where it’s safe to touch him. His entire left side, from head to toe, looks to be spattered in blood.

“Jesus Christ,” you mutter, guiding his right arm over your shoulders. You brace your hand against his back, heaving upward.

You manage to stay balanced, most of his weight on you, and stumble back inside. You’re careful to keep your hand at the center of his back, away from the side that’s drenched in red.

He sags back against the door as you shut it again, relieving you of crutch duty. Flipping on the front hall light, you try to get a better look at him. His side is littered with bloody hand- and fingerprints—probably from staunching the blood flow, you take a guess. There’s so much blood, it looks like so much. The blood on his face has trickled down from a matted spot in his hair.

“What can I do?” You ask, surprised at how calm you sound. “What do you need?”

A corner of his mouth quirks slightly. “Just towels.”

His voice is cottony, so un-Geonhak-like. A sliver of ice sinks into the pit of your stomach.

“Just….” You take a tentative step back from him to see if he’ll stay upright. He leans more heavily against your front door, and your hands hover there in front of him. “Just….don’t move.”

You fly into the kitchen, feet barely touching the ground, and yank open the drawer of tea towels. You grab the entire stack and flip on the sink, running a few under cool water. Your eyes catch on your mug on the counter, and after a second you grab it and bring it all with you.

Geonhak’s face is tilted towards the ceiling when you return, eyes closed. A thin line of blood is slowly trickling down the side of his neck. In the light of the entryway, positioned as he is, he looks like a hero straight out of a classical painting. Lordy. No man has any business looking this good bleeding out.

You set the mug gently on the hall table next to him and close the distance with the towels.

His head drops back down, eyes opening at your approach, and you offer him a wet towel. He murmurs his thanks, taking it and mopping his neck and face roughly while you unfold a dry one.

You rake your gaze over him carefully, heart pounding. His hair has grown out a bit since you saw him last. You note in the part of your mind that isn’t panicking that it suits him, although everything suits Geonhak. Gingerly, you scrape your fingertips along his hairline, combing his hair off his face and checking for more injuries. His jaw works and his throat bobs once, and you replace his thoroughly bloodied hand towel with another damp one.

“‘Woong’s in Chinatown tonight, won’t be able to get here for a half hour,” Geonhak says as he works, and you realize he’s apologizing. “He’ll take me to the safehouse and out of your h—”

“Like hell he will,” you say, swapping him for another fresh towel. “Finish mopping up and we’ll take my car.”

“Hwanwoong will come get me,” Geonhak mumbles, eyes closing as he prods at the spot on his head.

“And I said like hell,” you reply, your free hand going to the buttons on his shirt. “This needs to…move…so you can get to the spot on—oh, don’t look at me like that, you’re bleeding.”

“Interesting way to ask me to take my shirt off,” he murmurs with a shrug, smile as dangerous to your pulse as ever as his free hand starts unbuttoning.

Once he’s undone the first four, you shove another damp towel inside and grip at the injured place on his side firmly, making him hiss. Serve him right, flirting while bleeding out on my doorstep.

“Hold this there, tightly. Be right back,” you say, taking another bloody towel from him and scooping up the others.

You pause for a second, then gesture at the mug of tea. “For you.”

Within moments, you’ve thrown the bloodied towels in the drum of the washer to deal with later and grabbed several other things on the way back.

Geonhak’s finishing a long sip of Irish Breakfast when you return. Wordlessly, you hand him a few ibuprofen. A smile plays at his lips as he accepts them and downs them with tea.

“Off,” you say as he sets the mug down, waving vaguely at his blood-sodden shirt. “I’ve got something clean.”

“It’ll just get dirty, too,” he says, already undoing the final few buttons and shrugging it away.

Any other time you would admire him shirtless, but your focus now lasers in on the injury. After all the blood he was wearing, it’s surprisingly smaller than you feared. “I don’t care if it gets dirty, too. I have my first aid kit—”

“Just—” he winces when he presses against his side wound too hard, then sighs softly, “just…if you’ll drive me to a safehouse, I’ll get Keonhee to patch me up.”

Ah yes. Keonhee. A trained medical professional. Someone of actual use to him. “Let me get my shoes.”

You watch from the corner of your eye as he takes the oversized hoodie you offer him and finagles it on gingerly. You’ve grown so accustomed to Geonhak in office attire that anything else looks unfamiliar on him. You’re right, though; anything suits him. Your heart doesn’t seem to notice the oddness, twisting at the knowledge that the hoodie is yours.

Your staring doesn’t escape Geonhak’s notice.

“Don’t usually wear this kind of thing,” he says as you exit the apartment together. He leans into you for security as you lock your door.

“And why not?” You ask, heading for the stairs at a stilted pace.

Your face bumps into his neck as he stumbles, and he swears and apologizes under his breath. Despite the clear excitement he’s had tonight, you notice he still smells like the pine and eucalyptus soap you’d seen in the safehouse shower. You immediately try to ignore this.

He shakes his head as you both begin slowly down the stairwell. “Not taken seriously in street clothes. Look too young.”

You can feel him wincing with each descending step, and you slow your pace, keep the hand at his back soothing.

“Well, who wouldn’t take you seriously right now?” You ask as you reach the exit. You pause to heave your free shoulder against the door when it sticks. “Now? When you’re bleeding a concerning amount?”

“I’ve had worse,” Geonhak says mildly, misstepping and staggering against you as you exit into the night. You catch him, free hand landing against the front of his torso, and you mumble an apology as he winces and straightens again.

“Surprised you survived with these reflexes,” you mutter, hobbling with him through the parking lot in the warm summer night air.

You lay a towel along the back of the passenger seat before Geonhak sits; blood sounds horrible to get out of a car. He wordlessly plugs an address into your GPS once you start the car, and then you’re on the road.

The car is quiet as you follow the first few directions, save for the occasional GPS voice. Geonhak extracts his phone from his back pocket, wincing all the while. He taps away at the screen, likely notifying the safehouse and Keonhee, as you follow the directions onto a street that sounds vaguely familiar.

“Should I, um. Worry about being followed?” You ask, glancing at the passing headlights in your rear view mirror.

“Mm-mm,” Geonhak says, shaking his head slightly and pocketing the phone again. “Our guys got him.”

You refuse to consider what “got him” means in this context.

“I’m sure it’s pointless to ask, but what happened?”

Geonhak sighs, leaning back in his seat with a wince. The silence carries for a few minutes, and you begin to assume he won’t answer when he finally speaks.

“He didn’t like what happened at your shop this week.”

You stiffen as you stop for a red light. A blue-eyed smirk you’ve come to hate flickers to mind. The man who was the reason you’d met Geonhak in the first place; the man who was the reason you’d had to hide for a week in a safehouse meant for organized crime members. “Him?”

Geonhak leans his head back against the headrest, eyes shutting as he adjusts the towel against his head. He gives no indication to confirm or deny.

That isn’t allowed to be the end of it. “But nothing really even happened. He just…came in, to intimidate me again. And then he got spooked by your uncle and left.”

A corner of Geonhak’s mouth curls. “Technically, he was humiliated by a crime boss over muffins. To a lot of these guys, that’s something.”

Over muffins. The space in your chest for breathing begins to shrink. It was your fault. That man, the one who’d tried to convince you to let his boss run dirty money through your store, who kept showing up at your new storefront to intimidate you, had hurt Geonhak. He’d been so mortified by Geonhak’s uncle, who was there to defend you, that he’d taken it out on the man’s nephew for good measure. Not on you, who actually owned the store; him. Geonhak was hurt because of you.

“Breathe,” Geonhak says, voice firm.

You gasp in a breath and blow it out shakily, easing on the gas as the light turns green.

“Slower than that. There’s enough air,” Geonhak soothes.

You shake your head, each breath coming heavier and quicker. I did this to him.

He starts counting, and you take a deep breath and hold it like he taught you, blowing it out unsteadily. It does little to settle your jittery pulse, your whirling thoughts.

“Promise it’ll be over soon,” he says, glancing at the GPS. “In six minutes. Just drop me off at the front door and—”

“I—you’re kidding, I’m not just, just—leaving you somewhere,” you protest, grip tightening on the wheel. “You’re covered in…Geonhak, I did this to y—”

“Don’t. Don’t you dare.”

His voice is so suddenly sharp that your mouth snaps shut without another thought. His mouth is set in an even line, blue flame behind his eyes as he stares out at the road.

“You are good, and you are innocent, and you did not do this to me,” he says, voice dangerously even. “I won’t have you taking blame for that shithead. I won’t.”

You swallow, trying another slow breath in, out. You nod.

“Sorry,” you whisper.

He blinks, still watching the road, but the hardness in his eyes dissipates.

“Me too,” he admits. “Shouldn’t have dragged you into this.”

“No, it…I mean, I don’t mi…it’s—” You stammer, trying to figure out how to say you missed him without saying it outright.

Eventually you snap your mouth shut, face burning. You see him glance at you out of the corner of your eye, then lean further back into his seat.

“You, um.” A smile is playing on his lips. “The tea, earlier....I didn’t think you drank tea.”

Your face feels even hotter. You swallow. “…I do now.”

He doesn’t say anything the rest of the drive, but that smile stays in the corners of his mouth.

The address, an old brick bungalow, is different from the last safehouse—probably closer to where you live, you assume. The porch light is on, and you see movement in a window as you park along the curb.

“Stop, just—would you hang on a minute?” You huff as Geonhak opens his door, unbuckling.

You hurry out of your seat and around the front of your car as Geonhak tries to ease out by himself. He grunts in pain and stumbles over into you, and you sway as you attempt to keep balance for two people.

“I got it,” he says, trying to straighten, face twisting in pain.

“You really don’t,” you say firmly, locking your car and helping him up the walkway. “Cut the heroics.”

It’s Keonhee who opens the door as you reach the five little stairs up to the porch. You’re surprised to see him in pajamas and glasses.

“Up you get, come on,” he says, coming to Geonhak’s injured side and gingerly lifting his other arm over his shoulders. Keonhee glances over Geonhak’s shoulder and smiles at you, somewhat of a grimace. “I’d say it’s nice to see you again, but…”

Your smile is also half grimace, remembering the first time you met him, when he treated your black eye. “Agreed.”

Keonhee’s taller than you, so when he straightens, Geonhak’s arm stretches up higher, and he hisses.

“Son of a bitch, Keonhee, ow,” Geonhak grits through his teeth.

“Yeah, yeah, get inside, you big baby,” Keonhee mutters. “I know for a fact you’ve had worse knife wounds before.”

Ice drops into your stomach; a knife. That man had gotten close enough to hurt Geonhak with a knife.

With Keonhee in the lead, the three of you shuffle sideways up the porch stairs and through the front door. To the left of the entryway is a little kitchen. To the right you see a small sitting room, with a couch covered in a few sheets. The coffee table has a spread of little tools that remind you of emergency room procedurals on TV.

“In there, if you don’t mind,” Keonhee says. “I made coffee before I remembered you drink tea, Geonhak, so there’s coffee if you want it.”

“Water for them,” Geonhak manages, panting as you help ease him to lie down across the couch.

You stick your tongue out at him but don’t argue. Your mind and body are starting to catch up with the shock of an injured Geonhak, and you don’t want to make yourself even more jittery.

Keonhee disappears briefly into the kitchen, emerging with a glass and a mug. You take the water gratefully, hiding yourself in the glass as you swallow back half of it.

When you lower it again, Keonhee is seated beside the couch and inspecting Geonhak’s head wound. He swabs at it with alcohol wipes and clucks his tongue.

“Stupid, but not awful,” Keonhee says, fighting a smile as Geonhak swears violently under his breath at a firmer prod. “Probably won’t even need stitches. Just bled a lot.”

“You’ll bleed a lot if you don’t cut that out,” Geonhak grumbles. Keonhee snorts and scoots back, lifting the hoodie to get a better look at his side.

“Need a few stitches here, though,” Keonhee says, pausing when Geonhak jolts from the rubbing alcohol sting. “Ribs hurt at all?”

“Not as much as yours will if y—shit,” Geonhak hisses at another pass of the alcohol wipe.

“Look at you, king of the streets, brought to your knees by antiseptic,” Keonhee says, grinning.

Geonhak glares at him, breathing heavily. “I say king of the streets one time, back in high school, and you won’t let it die.”

“Nope.” Keonhee pops the “p” and reaches for a few things on the coffee table.

You take a deep breath, setting down your glass with shaky hands. “Uhm, if I needed the bathroom, where…?”

Keonhee’s eyes are understanding. “Down that way, on the right. I’ll be quick. He’s seen worse.”

You hear Geonhak’s “fucking hell” from the living room before you close the bathroom door behind you.

You lean heavily on your hands against the sink and rest your forehead against the mirror, allowing yourself a moment in the whirlwind of thoughts. Knife wound. They got him. He’s been hurt worse before.

He came to me. When he got hurt, he came to find me. I got to see him again.

That’s what feels the most shocking, that he’s here, you’re here, back in his world, when you didn’t think you’d ever see him again. You know he’d told you it was for your own good that he keep a distance, and you didn’t think his reasons were bad. It still hurt, though, to make such a connection with him and then watch him disappear from your life like he’d never been there.

Well, now you’ve seen him again—covered in blood, admittedly, but nonetheless. He hadn’t been a figment of your imagination, after all. He’ll be on the mend soon, and then…

You gulp. That’s what’s scariest. How fleeting being here, being back in his circle, feels. You wish for selfish things for a brief moment—for a few more nights of Irish Breakfast, a few more conversations, even one more exchange of banter, for wounds that need time to heal, time you can spend with him. The thought that he’ll slip away again forever after this is…

A soft knock on the door startles you a little too much. “Hm?”

“He’s all patched up now, all fine,” Keonhee says. “Just needs a couple days of low activity and he’ll be back to normal.”

You sniff, leaning back off of your hands. “Good. I…good.”

There’s a pause. “I’d like to take a look at you when you come out. Customary check.”

“Oh, uh, sure, yeah, coming out.”

You reach up to itch a spot on your cheek and blink when your hand comes back wet. You wipe under both eyes, hands coming away damp. When you glance at your reflection, you grimace at how blotchy you look. There’s no way to hide it, so you sigh and brace for the inevitable, opening the door.

Keonhee studies you for a moment, then says, “let’s see if I’ve got tea somewhere after all, hm?”

It feels a bit wrong to dig through his cupboards and pantry like this, but Keonhee encourages it, clapping your shoulder when you find an old box of orange pekoe.

“You’ll be staying tonight, of course,” he says after he cleans out the coffee pot and begins brewing plain hot water. “At least until the shock wears off.”

You purse your lips as you retrieve two mugs. “I don’t want to overstay my welcome…”

Keonhee scoffs, putting a tea bag in each one. “Please. You’re more tolerable than he is, swearing at me over a little scratch.”

“Is it really that minor?” You ask, watching yourself run a thumb over the lip of a mug.

“He’s just fine,” Keonhee says, firm and reassuring. “He’ll be back to intimidating us all at full capacity far too quickly.”

The nobler side of you relaxes at this. Your less noble side wishes for a few more days of bed rest. You try to ignore the less noble side.

“Perhaps I should worry more about you,” Keonhee says, studying you. “You’ve been well?”

You laugh once. “Oh, yes. I’m just fine. I’ve seen neither hide nor hair of a single made man until this week, much less tangled with any of them.”

You wince inwardly at how bitter you sound. Ridiculous.

Keonhee hums, taking the now-filled pot of hot water and pouring it into the mugs. “I see an awful lot of made men, but that doesn’t necessarily add or detract from any tangles. Surprising, how much you can see of them without being involved.”

You don’t know what to say to that. You realize with a pang that you’re almost jealous of him, of his ability to be involved but not involved.

He frowns at one of the mugs as it steeps. “I should go check how he takes it, I can never remember—”

“That’s alright, I’ve got it,” you say, waving that away and preparing both mugs.

Keonhee’s quiet as you labor over the tea. When he speaks, you can hear a slight smile.

“Good. I’ll go make up the air mattress, then, if you’ve got this under control.”

You make your way back into the sitting room slowly, trying not to spill either mug. Geonhak has every pillow propped up behind his back, an arm slung over his eyes. You frown when you see one of his ankles in a brace.

“You didn’t tell me your ankle was hurt.”

A corner of Geonhak’s mouth twitches. “Only twisted a little. It’s why I couldn’t keep better balance.”

He lowers his arm from his eyes and looks up at you. You lift his mug, nodding at it, and he inches his way further upright, grimacing.

“Let’s see how badly Keonhee did on this cup,” Geonhak says as he takes the mug.

“He didn’t make it. I did,” you say, sitting gingerly by his knees and blowing on your mug. “Two sugars, no cream. Strong. Brought the spoon when you want the bag out.”

You set your mug on the coffee table, now cleared of surgical instruments, and lift your teabag into said spoon, twisting the string round and draining the excess. You feel Geonhak’s silent, studying gaze and try not to let it fluster you as you find a wastebasket at the end of the couch to toss the teabag.

You take a sip of the tea, then blink. “You know, I always thought orange pekoe would be…well, orange flavored. But this is just another black tea.” Hmm. Suppose it can’t hurt to have around for guests, so the nicer teas can be for you.

“Damn it,” Geonhak sighs softly.

You glance over at him as you blow on your tea, raising an eyebrow. He’s cradling his tea placidly against his stomach, eyes shut.

“You make it so difficult.”

You blink. “So difficult to what?”

He opens his eyes and meets your gaze. “To stay away from you.”

Your lungs feel suddenly empty. Oh. Some warm and electric feeling zings up your spine.

You look down into your mug, pulse skipping. “…I see. My hopelessness when it comes to tea, back at it again.”

When he speaks, you can hear his smile. “Might play a part, maybe.”

You take another swig of tea, bracing yourself. “I wish…I wish you wouldn’t stay away, but I, you know, I get it. Promise.”

You shrug a shoulder, grimacing.

He purses his lips, then sets the mug down. “Mind getting the bag for me?”

You set your tea down and grab the spoon, finagling with the tea bag in his cup.

His fingers brush against your knee, backs of his knuckles rubbing gently back and forth. You swallow, throat surprisingly dry for how much tea you’ve drank, tossing his teabag and setting the spoon aside again.

“Don’t like when you’re in danger,” he murmurs.

You nod, picking your mug up again with shakier hands than you’d like.

“Don’t want to be the reason you’re in danger,” he says quietly.

You nod again, tilting your head thoughtfully and taking a sip of tea. “Keonhee’s got a lot of your guys in his life and he’s not in danger.”

“He’s under my uncle’s protection,” Geonhak says, not unkindly.

You shrug a shoulder. “Well…think I might be now, too. He intimidated that man into leaving and then left a hundred dollar tip for his muffins.”

Geonhak laughs once, and his hand opens on your knee, resting warm and firm.

“Touché.”

You take another sip of tea, gathering courage, then drop your hand to your knee and curl your fingers around his hand.

His gaze makes you feel shy, but you don’t look away, drinking in the way it feels to be looked at like this.

He shakes his head at himself, smiling wryly. “Knew exactly what I was doing tonight. Might’ve been easier to go to a few different places, but I went out of my way.”

His fingers squeeze yours.

“I just missed you,” he whispers.

It’s a good thing you hear Keonhee clattering back down the hall. You’re not sure you have the power of speech anymore.

Keonhee forces Geonhak to give up two pillows (“you have all the other pillows in my house, fiend, surrender one to me and to the guest”) and pushes aside the coffee table to make up your bed. It’s a good thing you were already in pajamas, you think as you sit at the edge of the air mattress. No need to sleep in clothes, unlike Geonhak, despite your hoodie.

When the lights go out and Keonhee goes back to bed, you spend a while staring up at the ceiling. You realize, too late, that there was caffeine in both of those teas. Late night caffeine intake versus shock exhaustion, fight.

“There’s, um.”

You glance over at Geonhak on the couch. He’s looking up at the ceiling, too. “There’s this place on the other side of town, a bar? But it’s got cats, like a cat cafe. Hwanwoong tells me you’d really like it.”

You purse your lips, fighting the massive grin threatening to take over your whole face. “I’ve heard of it. It’s got some cat pun name, yeah?”

“Yeah, I can’t think of it, either,” he says, laughing softly.

His hand reaches out and finds yours in the darkness. “Wanna try it with me, maybe? Like, in a week or two, obviously, or Keonhee will put my head on a stake.”

You laugh quietly, squeezing his hand. “I’d like that.”

His thumb brushes over the back of your hand, gentle. “Okay.”

When you finally fall asleep, your hand is still in his.

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Passing Reflections (y.hw)

❊ Pairing: prince!yeo hwanwoong x fem!reader

❊ Genre: fluff, a little angst, time travel, ancient korea, royal au

❊ Warnings: angsty talk when it comes to the reader’s life, talks of relative deaths

❊ Wc: 2.2k

❊ Featuring: the rest of oneus

❊ Summary: your life has been one mishap after another. you had once accidentally stumbled across this mirror that allowed you to travel. to another world or another time, you weren’t too sure. but either way, you were happy while you were there. now, after having been away for more than a year, you were aching to see your prince and his brothers once more.

❊ a/n: comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated since that’s how the algorithm here works. So if you could reblog my works or leave a comment that would be greatly appreciated!

Your life was hell, and that was putting it lightly. In the last year, both of your parents had passed away, within a month of each other, then your aunt who you were super close with. You had grown distant from your brother due to all of this family trauma so you were practically alone.

Most of your life now was to wake up, go to work, come back and sleep, and repeat. But, unfortunately, that cycle would be broken.

“What? What do you mean you’re letting me go?” you asked your boss as he counted a till. He looked at you with a bored look on his face.

“It means you no longer work for me. Listen, y/n. You’ve been a good worker. But you’ve been very distracted lately and things aren’t being handled properly anymore. I had to make a decision and I’m sorry this was it.” he said and you felt close to tears. But you bit back your tears as you nodded. 

You didn’t say much else, just handed in some of your things and left. You felt so hopeless. Why couldn’t you just have one week where you didn’t feel drained or where something went wrong? You started thinking and you made a spur of the moment decision. You still had the fan that was given to you by someone you knew. So you quickly went home and grabbed it. It was a beautiful handheld fan. It was made with delicate paper connected by delicately engraved wood, stained red. The paper had thin black lines on it and at the end of these random looking lines were pink painted flowers. The person who had painted the cherry blossom tree on your fan was the same person who had gifted it to you. And the one who had carved into the wood was the one you missed the most.

So you tucked the fan away and walked away from this life as you knew it. And you walked to the museum that was a few blocks away from your home. You walked inside and looked around, not having even bothered to bring your keys or your phone. You didn’t need them where you were headed anyway.

It was close to closing, so what you did after looking around for a while was you went into the bathroom. You entered one of the stalls and you waited. You waited for a while. And then a little while longer. Luckily, there wasn’t too much security so as the sun was setting, you quietly exited the bathroom and headed off to the exhibit of ancient Korea. There, a mirror was on display amongst other ornate things. You looked around as you came closer to the mirror.

You were making a gamble here. You’d only done this once. And you had no clue if it would work again. But anything would be better than this life. You wanted to go back. You wanted to see him again. You slowly reached your hand out and pressed it against the cool glass of the mirror. And before you knew it, your vision went.

・❥・

When your vision finally returned to you, you were slightly disoriented. You looked around as you took in your surroundings. You were inside of an empty building. The same building you appeared in last time. The mirror was nowhere in sight, but you knew where it was. You looked down at yourself and smiled. You were a beautiful hanbok, the skirt a light pink and the shirt was light grey. Your hair was in an updo, held together by pins and beautiful clips. And the fan was held in your hand.

It worked. You were finally here. You smiled your first smile in months as you started off through town. The sun was setting and there were people setting up lanterns since the night was approaching. But you weaved your way through the crowd towards the palace. The way to get there was surrounded by forest and you had to travel a little ways up a weathered dirt path to get there. You saw a couple of different guards out front as you approached. They looked at you and stood just a little more at attention as you approached.

“What is it you need?” one of them asked.

“I need to see the princes. Please, I’m a friend of theirs.” you insisted as they looked at you strangely.

“Please. Don’t try and lie. What proof do you have that you know them?” they asked as you huffed a little. You gently opened the fan and showed it to them.

“This. You recognize this art and this work, don’t you? It was gifted to me by one of your princes, please. Fetch them and let them tell you who I am.” you said quietly. The guards looked at one another before one of them sighed.

“Stay here. I will send for the princes.” he said, walking inside of the gate to the palace. You nodded as you looked around, lightly fanning yourself to pass the time as you waited.

・❥・

Hwanwoong simply was looking out of his window as he watched the sun set. Ever since you had left, he hadn’t been nearly as cheerful. Everyone could see the connection you and he had. So when you left, he became reclusive. He only ever slept, ate, worked on carvings, and walked the gardens. That had been his days for a year. When there was a knock at his door, he didn’t even look over. “Enter,” he called quietly.

He heard the door creak open and a quiet voice. “Hwanwoong? Our presence is being summoned at the gate.” he heard Youngjo speak.

“You just go, Hyung. Not all of us are needed.” he said.

“Unfortunately, we are. The others are waiting.” Youngjo said softly, watching as Hwanwoong sighed and stood.

“Fine. Let’s go.” Hwanwoong said quietly, following the eldest out of his room and through their home in almost complete silence. They arrived at the front gate and saw the other four standing with one of the guards.

“There you guys are.” Seoho said with a smile.

“What’s going on exactly?” Youngjo asked as he looked to the guard in question, Hwanwoong’s face stoic as he stood next to him

“Well, sire. There was a young woman who came to the gate, insisting that she knew the six of you and wanted to see you all. Naturally, we told her to leave. And if she had actual proof, then to provide it. That’s when she showed us a fan that was very clearly Prince Hwanwoong’s woodwork and Prince Leedo’s artwork. It looked specially made.” the guard said. The others all froze and quickly looked at one another. Hwanwoong very quickly got his hopes up as the guard opened the gate back up and exited with the princes.

The sound of the creaking hinges caught your attention as you turned around, fan hiding your face a little bit as the six princes followed the guard out as you stood there, slowly lowering the fan as you smiled at them. They all stood in shock.

“I’m back.” you said quietly. Keonhee, quickly and in a very non-princely manner, ran forward and hugged you.

“You’re here!” he proclaimed as the others broke their princely attitudes and quickly came forward, all talking happily. You smiled as you talked with them all happily, looking to see Hwanwoong hanging back. He looked close to tears as he looked at you in shock. The others caught on and Xion smiled softly. “Let’s all head inside and you and Hyung can talk.” he said softly and you smiled, nodding.

They all led you inside and you saw Leedo whispering to Hwanwoong. And you felt a pout form as he left the group. Leedo fell to walk next to you and smiled. “He’s just going to his room for a moment to compose himself. We didn’t know you’d be returning. You can meet him in the gardens.” he said in his low voice. You smiled up at him, given that he was so tall.

“Thank you, Leedo. I’ll see you all in a bit.” you said, parting from the princes who all were talking happily. They had greatly missed you, almost as much as Hwanwoong had. You walked quietly, the sound of the pond’s small waterfall in the garden reaching your ears as you arrived. By now, the moon had started to rise, but it was still very warm, being in the summer months. But there was a slight breeze that rustled the leaves of the trees. It was beautiful. This was your favorite place in the whole palace, besides Hwanwoong’s study as it always smelt of fresh wood shavings.

It was nearly silent besides the sounds of water and leaves. And that’s when you heard a pair of footsteps approach, making you turn to face the person. It was Hwanwoong. He still looked shaken and shocked as he approached you on the pathway that cut through the garden. He looked at you and didn’t know what to say. After a long year without you, what could he say? There was too much.

“I never thought you’d come back.” that’s what he was able to muster to come out. And even then, his voice was embarrassingly shaky.

“I honestly didn’t know if I would. Like I told you when I left the first time, I had a life to go back to. I wanted to reconnect with my family. Because seeing you with your brothers and your parents made me miss my own, so I went back and reached out.” you said and he nodded in understanding.

“Then why did you come back?” he questioned.

You sighed. “My parents passed away within a month of one another. And then my father’s sister whom I was very close to passed soon after. And then because of it all, my brother and I gree apart again. And just before I came here, the job I was working, they let me go. So I had nothing. Except the hope to come back here again. I didn’t want to spend another moment away from this place. Away from you.” you confessed. You didn’t miss how Hwanwoong’s ears went pink under his black hair. “But enough about my unfortunate life. How have you been since I last saw you?”

How should he answer this? He didn’t want to admit how many nights he stayed awake, longing for you. How desperate he was to have you by his side again. But he couldn’t help it. “I…was honestly just as miserable. But for other reasons.” you cocked your head to one side in confusion, but waited for him to continue. “Obviously, as you saw, my brothers are still in good health. My parents are traveling currently and are in good health as well. But…since you left. I have felt as if a part of my heart has been missing. Part of my soul. I have been…rather depressed since you left. I only wished for you to return and I didn’t even know if you would.”

Now it was your turn to blush. You and Hwanwoong both knew of your feelings for one another. But it had been too soon when you first met, not to mention you did have a life to go back to before. But now, the feelings you harbored for one another couldn’t be ignored. “You know. You could just say you missed me.” you said, smiling shyly and awkwardly. He couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“That is a more simplistic way of putting it, yes.” he said with a smile at you. And that smile blinded you. He was so radiant. You felt like the past year, even with reconnecting with your family, a dark rain cloud had been over you since you left. But now. Being here in the place that feels the most like home you’ve ever felt and with the man you know you want to spend the rest of your life with, it was like the sun had come again. And was right in front of you. “y/n. May I do something? It’s something I’ve wished to do ever since you left.” he asked and you nodded.

You didn’t expect what happened next. Your fan was folded and held in your right hand. And Hwanwoong gently wrapped his fingers around that wrist, sparks seeming to light up your skin where he ever so gently touched. You then felt yourself be pulled forward until you were practically chest to chest. And the next that happened was so cliche you could cringe. But it felt so right with Hwanwoong.

He kissed you. It was so gentle yet powerful in all the feelings behind it. And you found yourself kissing back readily. And just at that moment, an especially strong gust of wind knocked many cherry blossom petals free from their hold, causing them to flutter around the both of you. It was straight out of a drama you would watch back in your world. And straight out of a story that could be written in his. It felt so right, this storybook moment. And amongst the moonlight and falling cherry blossoms and the smell of shaven wood, this was a moment you two were writing together. You didn’t know what the rest of your story held. But you were ready to continue to turn the pages, excited for what this world held for the both of you.

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[tinyverse-writes]

you're in every lyric that i write (ravn/ kim youngjo)

pairing: songwriter!ravn x songwriter!reader

genre: angst (slight fluff i guess)

synopsis: memories bring back when you and your highschool crush met again after a very long time but your reunion doesn't make you feel those same thing that you felt before, especially now that he's in every lyric that you wrote. unbeknownst to you, you're in every lyric that he writes as well but it's now too late for it.

word count: 3.9k words

grammatical errors and mistakes ahead

"yes.. i'll see you there.. thank you for giving me this opportunity to work on your song.. yes.. bye." your call with the artist that you agreed to have a collaboration with ended, telling you to meet at a certain date and place for a meeting along with another songwriter that he invited as well. you then went to list this down into your schedule before you continue to prepare for your lunch.

this is already a part of your career as a songwriter, an artist (or their management) contacts you, asking for you to write songs and once agreed by both parties, a collaboration exists. you already wrote a lot of songs for different artists and aside from writing for them, you write for yourself as well— performing them under the name of c.lover which is the screen name that you use as a songwriter then uploading them to various music platforms. you started writing songs ever since you were in highschool. most of their lyrics are about your feelings that you have for your crush at that time and there are some of them that is about how hard and boring school life is but still you have to get through it. at an early age of being invested in songwriting, you started to showcase your ability until you gained the career that you want at an early age as well. you've never expected to collaborate with big artists and heck even a collaboration with an artist is something that you don't even expect of. speaking of collaboration, the artist that you're going to meet next week is a big artist as well and even though you already collaborated with a lot of big artists, you're still anxious plus the fact that you're working with another songwriter.

the day of the meeting came. you arrived a bit early at the venue of the meeting which is at one of the meeting rooms of the entertainment company the artist is in. the artist and his manager welcomed you and gestured you to settle down when you arrived, telling you that the meeting will start a little later since the other songwriter that you're going to be working with texted that he'll be a little late because his car stopped on his way here and is now at an auto repair shop. while waiting for the other person in this project, you and the artist shared some stories with each other- talking about how both your career started, how and when you two discovered the talent that you have and such.

"so what was the first song you wrote about?" the artist came to ask. you don't usually tend to overshare your stories to anyone but since this is a part of your job and serves as a means of conversation with your client, you shared the story behind the first song you wrote- telling the artist that it's basically about your highschool crush. in the midst of your storytelling about it, the door of the meeting room cracked open which is then followed by a figure stepping inside- a figure that is rather familiar to you.

"hello i'm sorry i just arrived. i just took a bus on my way here since my car's under repair." speaking of the devil, it's your highschool crush, the one who just stepped inside.

"it's totally fine ravn good thing you told me beforehand. ah- by the way this is c.lover and the two of you are going to work with me on this project." the artist said, introducing you to him as if you and this guy who just got in haven't met yet. you immediately get it that he's the other songwriter that you're working with. ravn is not a terrible choice of a name, you thought. you were about to reach out a hand for a handshake not until he says your real name, a hint of surprise stitched at his voice.

"you guys already know each other?" the artist asked, looking at each of you and was surprised as well.

"y-yeah we do. actually-" and before youngjo- or ravn- speak any further, you butted in.

"we were best buds in highschool- well technically every history class since we're seatmates who don't even bother listening to the class- but yeah we're friends. right youngjo?" that was actually true by the way except for the part that you guys are still friends since you completely forgot the relationship that you both used to have.

"yeah you're right y/n. we were. great seeing you after such a long time." he said, flashing a smile. that damned smile.

"same goes for me."

"oh wow so this must be your little reunion then?" you almost forgot about the artist's existence for a brief moment. "what a small world! never would've thought that ravn here is a friend of yours!" no mister, he's NOT just a friend. he's the highschool crush that you two have been talking about minutes ago.

then the meeting started and it actually went smoothly. you talked about what the artist wanted the song would be, what's its lyrics, the message it conveys and such, things regarding the timeframe when the project will start and will end and how long would it last, and etc. once the meeting ended, the artist and his manager left instantly, saying that he has some urgent matters which makes you and youngjo left in the meeting room. 

as soon as the presence of you two are left in the room, a hint of awkwardness seeps in the atmosphere of the room. you, who wants to escape from it and wanna go home immediately (and probably scream a ton in your home upon seeing that goddamned face of the guy you once liked), bid your goodbye to him.

"it's-uh.. it's great seeing you again youngjo- after erm a long time." you cleared your throat mid-sentence

"it's great seeing you too y/n." he said with a smile curving on his lips. CAN HE PLEASE STOP FLASHING THAT GODDAMN SMILE OF HIS??!

"yeah.. i gotta go home now youngjo. s-see you around? i guess?"

"uhm-actually my car is still in the repair shop so.." he sucks a breath. "mind if you give me a drive? let's take this as a mini hangout after the reunion that we had today."

"sure no problem like- who am i to say no?" a person who used to have damn feelings for him and is writing songs about him genius.

and with that, both of you left the building then head to where your car is parked before you start to drive off. throughout the ride, and with him by the shotgun, you guys started to talk about how your lives have been. how the two of you started at the career of being a songwriter, how you came up with your screen names, and such.

"ravn huh? not a terrible choice of a name you got there." your eyes are glued on the road as you steer the wheel.

"i actually came up with it because of my favorite character in x-men."

"mystique? no way!" you gasped lightly.

"yeah i just removed the letter e to make it seem cool." he said with a chuckle. "how about you? how did you come up with that name?"

"you know the four leaf clover, right? my name's pronounced just like that. it's not 'see-lover' but it's just simply pronounced as 'clover'. just added a dot between c and l for it to seem cool as well. and also i like clover among all the cards in the deck so-" you laughed lightly which he did as well.

it went silent for a brief moment not until he starts to speak again.

"do you still remember that time when we were love chained during our last years in highschool?” ah yes. when both of you were love chained one time during your last year in highschool. love chain is one of the shenanigans that the school’s student council pulls off annually during valentine’s day. students fill up the form with their names and whom they want to be love chained with, or they simply put a random student’s name just for fun and that’s actually how you and youngjo ended up love chained during that time. 

a student knocks on the door of your classroom then calls out both of your names and the next thing you knew is both of your wrists were tied together with a cable tie (instead of chains or handcuffs) by that student which turns out to be one of the officers of the student council. the whole class cheered and teased as you sat next to each other and the rest is history.

you remember it well. in fact, you even made a song that its title is none other than love chained and it is about none other than youngjo and your feelings with him, the typical subject.

“yeah i do remember that.” you smiled faintly. “still got no idea who listed our names there.” both of you laughed it off before the atmosphere in the car turns awkward for the rest of the ride to his house.

everything you told earlier about you and youngjo when he arrived before the meeting starts are all true. you two used to be friends and seatmates in your history class back in highschool. one thing that you didn’t say earlier about him is that he was your highschool crush. you actually confessed to him before and youngjo, a good friend he is, understands your feelings and also your intention to not make things awkward between you two so he maintained your friendship until the rest of your years in highschool.

were you glad upon seeing him again? yes. but you can't help it but to feel awkward especially for the fact that he’s the main subject of some of your songs that you wrote. unbeknownst to you, youngjo felt the same. he wants to tell you something that he probably must’ve said years ago before you took your own paths.

“there- just park it right there..” youngjo points at a vacant area where to park your car to drop him off. he unbuckled the seatbelt after a sigh then bids his goodbye to you.

“it is so great upon seeing you again y/n.. it’s been ages.” he said with a faint smile.

“me too.. see you at work then?”

“yeah see you!” you hummed as he opened the car door, stepping out from it then closed it. he was hesitating over something at first but he then just waved goodbye to you which you reciprocated before you steered the wheel as you drive away from his place.

you arrived home safely, slumping on your bed immediately as you stepped into your room. 

you’re definitely going to write about that. definitely going to write a song about that. so you rise up from your bed and head to your desk, dragging your little notebook where you keep your drafts of song lyrics onto your desk and open it to a blank page before you start scribbling your pen against it while writing phrases such as “it’s been a while..”, “how are you..?”, or “you still have that same look when you give me that damned smile”.

your mind’s running wild during that night. in fact, you finished writing that entire song about him again since your brain became productive just because of your little reunion with him.

a week or two later, you two met again but for work purposes. it was the start of the project. you and youngjo shared the lyrics that each of you wrote to the artist to which he really liked and gave you compliments. after that, the two of you merged the lyrics that you wrote with the help of the artist himself. since both of the lyrics that you wrote share the same idea, there are only a few lines diminished and removed from the original lyrics. days later you met with them again but this time, to bring the lyrics into life. deciding on how the song goes, its tune, melody, and beat to which followed by production. the process lasted for months or so including the recording. 

the whole process in creating the track finally ended in accordance to the time table. the song fades as it ended, anything but silence then comes out from the speakers of the studio. you and youngjo seated on the couch while the artist was on the swivel chair with his manager next to him. a brief silence echoes the room as you both wait for the artist's reaction about how was the outcome of the song.

"i.. this is amazing- i didn't regret upon picking you two for this song." he said which had you and youngjo cheered silently and at the same time letting a sigh of relief. you both thanked the artist who also thanked you two as well. after calling everything a day, the artist offered to have a dinner along with the two of you which you both didn't reject.

after a plate of your puttanesca and a glass of grape juice, you bid your goodbyes to each other to which youngjo did as well. as per usual thing that you and youngjo do ever since this project started, you both decided to go home together. however, instead of parting ways once you drive him to his home, he decided to invite you over to his apartment which is surprisingly wider than it seems to be.

he gave you a tour around his place until you both reached his studio. blue to pink gradient lights dimmed the room due to the LED lights he installed. your eyes scan through his collection of vinyl displayed in the room, a few are familiar to you especially those chet baker ones. his studio feels cozy like you could just sleep in it.

aside from showing him his collection of vinyls and albums, he also showed to you some song drafts he made in his computer and also some of his already released songs. as you nod your head while listening to the third song that he's playing, your eyes land on a notebook on top of a stack of papers. curious to what that is, you ask him while your hand reaches out to grab it.

"ah that's where i write my lyrics" he answered. he explained that some are from the songs he played earlier as you scan through the pages. while reading through the lyrics he wrote, you can't help but to think that he was pertaining these lyrics to a certain person which isn't you. 

"oh- that one, i haven't worked on this yet." he said as soon as he saw that you turn to the page where he wrote the lyrics that he haven't start to work it into a song.

"ooh~ i'll go read this and give you my feedback." he nods as he lets you do so, watching how your brows are furrowed as you read it. you on the other hand have your expressions changed as you read further, having really familiar details seen from his lyrics.

"..days when i was dumb to know what i felt each time we're next to each other.." hmm okay, you two used to sit next to each other during history class. but he might be referring to a different person.

"..straps of both our bags are tied just for fun, didn't realize that my heartstrings does as well.." and you both did tie the straps of your school bags before just for fun.

".. didn't know that i got love chained as well.." love chain.. that goddamn love chain.

"o-oh.. this would be intriguing- like the people would be curious if whom you're referring to in this song." 

"how about you? do you have a slight idea if who i am pertaining to?" he chuckled.

"is it about me?" you finished your question with an almost awkward laugh to somewhat turn it as a joke.

"you're so clever c.lover. what if i tell you that you're right?"

"there is no way." you chuckled. "like duh~ you told me before that you can't promise a return." youngjo shook his head lightly while approaching you who were seated on his swivel chair, bracing his hands to its armrest as he lowered himself to your eye level.

"y/n.. it's all about you all this time." you roll your eyes while you divert your gaze from him as you thought that this is some kind of prank he was just pulling off.

you scoffed. "oh come on youngjo- you've got to be kidding me right now." he brings both of his hands to cup your face and make you look at him.

"y/n listen- you're in every lyric that i write. i thought this would be the best way to tell you that i came to a realization that i have these feelings for you as well." you gulp. still don't know how to process this because as far as you could remember, you were the one who had feelings for him in the first place and you do believe that whoever has feelings first, they are the ones who are losing.

you let out a chuckle, voice starting to get shaky as you try to speak. "so you just realized that you liked me too? youngjo, you just can't- not when i was the one who confessed to you first!"

"y/n i'm so sorry! i blame myself for being dumb to not realize that i was falling for you as well. i wish i could've just told you sooner."

"but youngjo, i waited. i waited for almost five years and spent it pining over you, wishing and praying that you'll fall for me as well." you don't know what to feel. you want to be mad at him and at the same time shed into tears and both are because of him confessing this late while you thought about those years wishing for him to reciprocate your feelings.

youngjo stutters before he speaks. "but we could give it a try right? am i still there y/n?" 

you shook your head repeatedly. "youngjo, i already did my waiting and i became sick of it. now move. i still have to go home.." you said without batting an eye at him.

he now crouches down, bringing both of his hands to your shoulders and all he said is all sorts of sorry. "y/n i really am sorry. i truly blame myself for finding it out too late."

"you know what? you're right. you were really dumb to realize it.. that you didn't might even thought that what if you told me this late when i already ended everything about what i felt about you. you haven't thought about it right?" he remained silent, finding himself guilty since he never really spared a thought on what if you already stopped your feelings for him and he became complacent that you two would finally have mutual feelings.

his hands drop down to yours, holding them and rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles as he looks up at you while you never spared a glance at him. silence lingers across the room for a moment not until some sniffling could be heard. you were sobbing quietly and youngjo hesitantly reached a hand to wipe off your tears but you swat his hand away before you stood up and grabbed your bag.

"i'm leaving." that was your last words before you left him, his studio and his residence. youngjo remained in his spot and kneels with his head down, breath shaking and after a while a tear drops down to the material of his jeans. 

he truly blames himself for everything- for him realizing what he feels but it's already late, for making you cry before you walked out, and most importantly, for making you wait for nothing. 

he stood up to his feet and occupied the chair that you sat earlier before staring up at the ceiling while he just let his tears run and dry up on his cheeks, contemplating everything. he wished he could go back to the time where you confessed to him or maybe days or weeks after you did. maybe everything would go well if he just told you much earlier before you fell out from him. 

you on the other hand stared at the ceiling of your room as well while you lay flat on your bed, tears are already dried on your cheeks. this scenario isn't new to you because you tend to cry over him through the years that you spent pining over him. speaking of years, you begun to think that maybe you didn't wait much longer, that those five years of waiting for him aren't enough. a part of you thought that you're at fault as well, for giving him hope that you two might end up together because of your confession to him years ago and for not waiting much longer.

after a month or so, the artist that you two collaborated with released a new album in which the song that you and youngjo worked on is included and in those months, you and youngjo never talked a single bit. no calls, no messages or whatever. back to the collaboration and the song, you were proud that your name was on the credits especially when the song went up in various charts. that's another achievement that you have. the artist actually sent a text message to you which says "the song goes off the roof! that was a great job c.lover! you guys rock! can't wait to work with you again next time :D" and you found it cute.

the artist wasn't really kidding when he said he wanted to work with you again. what you didn't even spare a thought with is what he actually meant is to work with you and youngjo again. so you found yourself in that same meeting room with him and the artist after a period of almost half a year. the artist thanked the both of you from the previous project before he went to discuss about his upcoming album. he said that he wants this song to have a certain subject so that it would go well according to the season in which he's going to release the album.

"so.." he clasped his hands together. "for the song, i want it to be a bit angsty so that.. you know- it would fit well in autumn. i was thinking that the song would be about.." he tapped his chin with a finger as he gathered the right words. "about something that you regret." you gently nod, a silent 'ah' left your lips.

this would be easy for both you and youngjo. if the song is going to be about something that a person regrets, it would be about being dumb to realize and not telling you what he felt sooner for youngjo while in your case, it would be about not waiting for him longer enough. and for once again, you two are in every lyric that you both write.

- by tinyverse-writes

06/21/22

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[airahlyy]

bf hcs !!  --  kim youngjo 

a/n ; this was in the drafts for a while haha.. i started work on this late september and finished it mid october and was really excited to post it until the allegations came out. i contemplated posting since he’s gone now, but ive seen a lot of other blogs continue to be ot6 since he was proven innocent. even though this blog has only begun with actual posts, i want to acknowledge here and now that this blog is ot6! pls dni if you are against that (, i have nothing against ot5 stans however and i completely respect your decision! all i ask for is you to respect mine as well if you choose to stay on my blog).

this headcannon list involves ; non idol au, established relationship w/ ravn, fluff !! 

i see youngjo as the kind of boyfriend who has a busy schedule but always somehow fits in the time for you <3

even if it’s a small candlelit 2-minute noodle dinner with little tea-light candles and paper rose petals, he cant stand being away from you for too long.

he’ll never admit it, but he loves it when you cook for him. not because you’re good at it because you most definitely are not. but its the way you bring the food to him, so proud of yourself for trying something new, and then the adorable look on your face when he points out how badly burnt it is. 

and even if he complains, he loves spending the next hour with you, teaching you how to make it right.

you give him inspiration for his songs! he loves music and he loves you, so it only makes sense or him to combine the two. i definitely see him writing songs just for you :((

the standard!!!! would be the boyfriend to keep a hair tie for you around his wrist after that one time you had forgotten, seeing how it had seemed bothered about it the whole day

he loves it when you lay in his chest. it makes him so happy i cant even describe it sjgnfjgs

when you go shopping i imagine him just holding the bags and standing there with you like🧍until you’re done LMFAO, i feel like he doesn’t question anything you’re buying either because if it makes you happy he’s happy. you could be buying a fucking baby monkey and he would just watch you without saying anything

he always helps you massage anywhere that might feel sore, like after a long day out, he’ll sit down with you, play your favourite movie and massage your shoulders, gently asking you where specifically it hurts so he can make you feel better.

he’s always looking for ways he can help you :((( whether it’s running you a warm bath for you when you have cramps, taking care of your chores for the day when he sees you’re tired, driving you to and from work when he can and ect. he loves you so much and he never wants to see you upset or stressed

he never stops you from wearing what you like. so what if other people stare? you’re so beautiful and he loves that you have the confidence to show it off.

continuing on that though, of he ever sees you uncomfortable by someone staring at you in public, he’ll subtly take you by the shoulders, guiding you to stand in front of him, covering you with his arms

he loves listening to music with you. his earphones are practically not even his anymore and he loves that he gets to share them with you all the time

in conclusion youngjo is the standard all men should be kim youngjo!!!

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