#seventeen joshua hong

[bitchlessdino]

I voted for Joshua but, in my heart I chose both him and Jeonghan lol. I've been in a JeongShua drought lately

+ love your writing!!! would you mind to write some smutty jihan x reader? please

Pairing: bf!jeonghan x afab!reader x bf!joshua

Genre: humor, smut

word count: 1.5k

tags: established poly relationship, NO INCEST I cannot emphasize this enough, spanking, spitting, an*l play, double pen., sex toy, mouth fucking, throat bulge, degradation (cumslut, some objectification), unprotected sex

Summary: Just as conniving as your boyfriends, you convince both of them to get the same haircut without the other one knowing. The moment they came home, realizing what you've done, they show you the kind of consequences you've earned yourself by being a little trickster.

author note: so siblings or dating is a little thing where people guess whether a pairing in a picture is either siblings or dating and sometimes it what you least expect. So when I saw these pics separately for the first time I had to think long and hand how these two would work together, I immediately wanted this fic to be silly bc they are so so silly 😃 well enjoy!

Tag: @shiningstar-byulxx @misssugarlips @tommolex @hoeforhao @honglynights @homerunhansol @dkakapizzaboy @junhui-recs @svtup @buffhoshi @meowmeowminnie @caratochan @lovebot4han

“Babe what the fuck.”

Your camera flashed bright white, getting them both in the same frame. At this point, you were laughing your ass off as both your boyfriends stared at you unamused. “You guys look great. I have great taste.”

After dating for a year, you’ve had your fair share of pranks, leading up to countless photos and videos that haunt you to this day. Dating one of them was exciting enough, dating two of them became utter chaos. When the opportunity rose for you to get them both back at the same time, you took it.

You let out their collective sighs as you jumped around them with taunting laughter like a child on a sugar high. Their faces didn’t even look the least bit alike but when they got identical haircuts, the more similarities you were starting to see. Joshua was the first to speak up his bemusement while Jeonghan looked almost impressed, holding back a bit of his own laughter.

“It’s not that funny,” Joshua said, deadpanned. 

“No, it’s really that funny,” You insisted.

He trodded off toward your laughing figure before throwing you over his shoulder. His hand came over your ass in harsh spanks, but it did not falter the boisterous notice you were making. “Stop”–spank–“laughing,”–spank.

“Josh,” you responded between giggles, “You and Hannie look so fucking alike right now!”

“Okay. I’m taking you to bed. I know how to shut you up.” 

He brought you to your shared room before throwing you on the bed, Jeonghan following after in his chuckles, while a big and bright smile is still on your face. You felt none of the threat oozing from Joshua’s eyes but Jeonghan knew exactly what was coming and although he wasn’t as bothered by your practical joke like Joshua was, he was looking forward to giving you your just desserts.

“Say it.”

“Josh,” you moaned.

Joshua held your head down on the mattress, cheek pushed into the sheets, as his thick, long fingers plunged in and out of you. “Not that. You know what I want to hear. Jeonghan, remind them.” 

Jeonghan’s raw cock stood mere inches from your face, a sinister smile on his face. He pressed the curve of the head to your lips before he slapped it against them. “You’re gonna play dumb for us, baby? Or are you really just that dumb?”

“Hannie…” you sighed into the sheets, breath hitching as you felt a knuckle curve into your warmth, “Give it to me please…”

His pristine bangs swept over his forehead, reaching his eyes. His gentle voice prodded into you just as much as his cock teased to be inside you. “Then say it. You’re not our little cockslut for anything, so say what we want to hear.”

You mewled in yearning for Jeonghan, gripping the sheets desperately. “I’m…sorry…”

“For?”

Your answer got caught in your throat, muffled moans only escaped as Joshua pushed in a third finger, twisting them inside you as strikes of his free hand handed on your ass already bruised with his clutches. Your arousal slides down his forearms, his thumb pressed against the rim of your puckered entrance and with that, you whine. Your shallow breaths took a slow release, looking back in the eyes of the boyfriend whose cock couldn’t look more edible and perfect to fuck the inside of your throat.

“I’m sorry…for t-tricking you…”

“Good,” Joshua replied, “before I forgive you, I need you to say something else for me.”

“Y-yes…”

He exchanged knowing with his boyfriend, eyes flickering with fire that had the power to burn every inch of your skin, once having let you suffer in the throes of being blue-balled. Edging was the bane of your existence, but their way of life.

“Say how much you need our cocks in you.”

“…I,” You swallowed, “desperately need your cocks me…”

“Are you going to be a good little slut for us?” Jeonghan joined.

“Yes…I’ll be your good slut…”

“Because that’s what you want, right?” Joshua added, “You’re made to be a couple of holes we can fuck in, right?”

“Yes…I’m just a couple of holes to be filled up by your cocks…”

“Who’s cumslut are you?”

“Y-yours, Josh…And y-yours, Hannie.”

“See, it does matter the jokes you pull on us, you’ll never beat us, we own you. You belong to us. You’re our perfect little slut for us to use up. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yes…” your voice gave out, your climax coming and going, the clench of your warmth sucking in Joshua’s fingers, “I’m yours to fuck and nobody else’s.”

In that second, Jeonghan rewarded you and his girth stretched the circumference of your mouth. Your eyes, blown open from the adjustment, stared back at Jeonghan, a whimpering mess all over his cock. He let out a groan, and a hand of his ran down your hair. “What a perfect little mouth…”

Meanwhile, Joshua is sucking off the bit of you left on his fingers and his cock aligned at your arousal before he made himself known. You pounded your fist at your side, while the other fisted Jeonghan’s length so you can reach the base. Your tears ran away from your eyes in protest, burning down your cheek as you felt him enter your throat, a bulge taking shape at the column of your neck.

“Fuck, you look so good…” Jeonghan groaned.

He held his hand over the bulge, moving gently down and up to feel it form and disappear. Besides being utterly entertaining, the sensation it shot through him was I compared to anything else. Your throat was like a perfect home, taking every inch of him, molded perfectly to his shape. 

God, did it hurt, but something about him filling you, holding himself inside you, as moisture leaked from your face in a scorching heart was heart-pounding, frightful, but all the more thrilling. Jeonghan pulled out for a moment, letting you take him at your pace—a wet, flustered, sob-stained mess that gasped for beyond oxygen—before abandoning mercy and fucked you to the depth of your throat.

Joshua, on the other hand, split your divide wide for the taking, and his cock doesn’t wait a moment to adjust, just fucking your insides until he could feel you swell around his girth. He threw his head back, your ass jiggling against every thrust like dessert, flawless collapsing around his hips. 

In the midst of this, he has your toy, wrapping it around his lips to moisten it for comfort, and his saliva lubed its silicone exterior. “All your holes. Remember that.”

He spat at your puckered lip, a shiver ran up your spine, and he lathered it soft, prepping you for entry. As insurance, a translucent ribbon stretched from him and your toy before it finds plugged inside you, Joshua now in control of both your lower ends.

You shook beneath him, mouth full of cock, holes fucked full to the point you could be classified as your common electrical outlet, and you felt dirty. Safe to say it was in the best way.

Jeonghan, who has held himself back the entire time inside you, finally released his proof of sin, pouring it down your throat like a hot, strong faucet, making your body jump in response. In turn, you feel your arousal follow soon after, the buckling of your hips not bothering Joshua in the slightest, and you begin to gently come down from one high to move on to another. 

Joshua, held you by your ass cheek, hand ensuring the toy inside you takes full advantage while tugged against your hole’s resistance, pushing in and out of you between your plush whines. “That’s right, cum…cum around my cock again…good sluts can handle more…” 

Joshua pushed you against the mattress deep until there was nothing but your body and him, your thighs pulsated around him. Your screams were loud and satisfying as you spoke only in his name. His cock shot loads inside you, final thrusts taking their final strikes until he was empty. He pulled, his hot, molten cum oozing right out of you. His knees took a fall, folding his thighs flat against his shins and he’s catching his breath.

Jeonghan pulled out as well, laying himself out on your cheek, twitching on your face in utter fatigue. “Good fucking job, baby.”

“Damn good fucking job,” Joshua repeated before pressing a kiss to your side.

Clean-up wasn’t an option at this point with all the energy drained from all your bodies and at the moment it was fine, it was time to rest. Jeonghan, who usually can’t stand to be without his phone for a few minutes, retrieves it from the bedside table, seeing the screen plastered with notifications. “Y/n, what the fuck? You sent our picture to ‘Siblings or Dating’ on Instagram?”

You slightly chuckled, momentarily forgetting about that. “Oops. That I did.”

“Well, it looks like you have more to learn don’t you,” Joshua said, now fueled by sheer spite, “Good thing your ass is open and ready for us.”

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[ssentimentals]

change your mind {hong jisoo}

pairing: joshua x fem!reader

prompt: 'oh, darling, you have never been spoiled, have you?'

warnings and general tags: nsfw, smut (minors dni! please), teasing, fingering, oral sex (fem receiving), praise, body worship, only consensual sex in this blog; featuring gentle and loving joshua and you know me guys, pov switches here from his to yours cause constant narrative is not for me

'all boys are the same.'

these words rang in joshua's head as he drove you home. you said that during monopoly game, amidst playful banter between you and soonyoung; no one paid attention to those words but he did. the bitterness of your tone did not go unnoticed by him and he needed to know the reason. your relationships with him had a rocky start but first month passed by seemingly good and joshua was happy. but were you?

'wanna stay the night?' you asked, pulling him out of his thoughts. 'it'll be easier, your dorm is too far from here.'

joshua swiftly parked the car, nodding. evening at your friend's house went great and he didn't want to ruin that atmosphere with his uneasy questions, but he knew he'd grow anxious if he won't ask. 'can i ask you something? it's about what you said during the monopoly.'

he followed you to your house, smiling at the way you instantly move to the kitchen to make him his favorite tea. 'is this about all boys being the same?' you asked and chuckled at his surprised face. 'i noticed how you tensed up after that one.'

joshua listened closely to your previous experiences and tried not to let it show how angry it made him. he didn't blame you for thinking that all boys are the same, because hell, if he dated some of those douchebags he'd probably think the same too. his heart ached for your troublesome experiences and yet he felt so grateful for the way you opened up, how you decided to take a chance on him. he took your hands in his, giving them light squeeze. he only wished he could erase all those bad thoughts and let you see that he is different.

like reading his mind, you whispered: 'i know you are not them, shua. i know you are different, that's why we are together now.'

'and it makes me so happy.' it was important for him to say this, to let you know this. your small smile for an answer made him braver: 'i'll show you how different it can be, all of it.'

'all of it?' you asked teasingly, leaning closer. it was meant to be a joke but his breath hitched. 'everything?'

'everything.' his words felt like promise on his tongue. 'if you let me.'

your eyes softened and he leaned in, pecking your lips lightly. 'i-' you stopped and gulped. joshua waited patiently for you to continue. 'i trust you. and i'd let you cause you'd never hurt me.'

your faith in him squeezed at his heart painfully. 'never,' he agreed readily, because that is out of the question. he'd hurt himself instead but never you. 'let me take you to bed.'

'how official,' you giggled but then turned serious. 'gonna make love to me tonight?'

'adoringly and with consent.'

your laugh filled his heart with happiness that he learned to associate with you - no one else made him feel this way. you two haven't went beyond simple make-outs and he was excited to take it all to the next level. deep inside he was angry as the way other people made you fell - how could they? how could they think only about themselves? how could they lose their chance to be with you and make you feel good? well, he was not planning on repeating their mistakes. when he kissed you all over and gently laid you on the bed, he felt his hands trembling a bit at the fondness in your gaze. i trust you. your words ringed in his ears as he undressed you without a hurry, peppering kisses on each revealed portion of your skin.

'tickles,' you murmured when he reached your sides and joshua smiled. 'i'm almost naked, aren't you going to take off your clothes too?'

'later,' joshua promised, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. 'you first.'

and he had meant it. your pleasure came first and foremost and when you gasped in surprise, when he kneeled, he knew he was moving in a right direction. 'gonna take my time with you,' he whispered, caressing gentle skin of your inner thighs. 'will worship you the way you deserve.'

his kisses moved form your knee to your hip and then went down to the inner thigh, making you quiver with anticipation. his hot breath over your core sent electricity running down your whole body, tension coiling at the pit of your stomach. you almost wanted to joke about him being so laser focused but then all thoughts rushed out of your head, when he leaned in and licked a fat stripe from down to the center, rendering you speechless. your knees turned in on their own and joshua hummed in agreement like getting cages between your thighs was absolutely fine by him. enthralled by your response, he began enthusiastically eating you out. a man on a mission, joshua did not let you a second of rest - he dove in, slurping noises so loud that tips of ears burned in shame. your hand covered your mouth but joshua didn't agree with it: he blindly reached out for your elbow and pulled. 'let me hear you, dear.'

you blinked at his hoarse voice, looking down. chin glistening with your juices, joshua stared at you with dilated pupils, hunger evident on his face. this never happened to you. joshua looked like there's no other place he'd rather be right now and no one ever paid this amount of attention to - 'how do you like it?' his question caught you by surprise. 'you can ride my face if you want.'

everything inside you turned upside down. you squeaked at this idea and shook your head, not being ready. joshua smiled reassuringly and leaned in to kiss your navel. 'no worries, we won't do anything you don't want to.' he looked down, smiling. 'so wet for me. are you close? do you want to come?'

'yes.' your voice sounded so high-pitched that you grimaced. fire at the bottom of your stomach burned so intensely, you weren't sure you'd hold on for any longer. 'please,' you added as an afterthought.

that made joshua's smile turn into a smirk. 'such a polite princess i have, how lucky i am.' noticing twitch in your body, his smirk only grew. 'you like being called princess?'

shame coursed through your body but you couldn't deny it; you were sure your whole face was red but joshua only cooed lovingly at you and dived back in with 'then my princess will come.' gripping the sheets, you moaned loudly at joshua doubling his efforts. his tongue circled your sensitive and swollen nub, sucked on it until you started to move away, not bearing this clash of sensations. he held on your hips, not letting you move and sucked harder, groaning when you tried to push your thighs together, coming with his name on your lips. with a loud exhale, you melt into the bed, breathing heavily. you felt joshua moving but couldn't move, only reacting when his face appeared above yours. he stared at you lovingly, moving hair out of your forehead.

'that was amazing,' you breathed out sincerely.

he smiled. 'that was only the start, sweetheart.' at your widened eyes, he frowned. 'you want to stop?'

'no, i just-' you gulped with your dry throat. 'i thought that you know, now we'll just-' you made vague gesture with your hand.

joshua's face broke into a pity. 'oh, darling, you have never been spoiled, have you?' at the lack of your answer, joshua leaned in, rubbing your noses together. 'let me take care of you.'

his fingers danced on your skin until he reached your clit, smiling at your sharp intake of breath. he stared at you like you are one of the wonders in this world, like unraveling you is an honor. 'you are so beautiful,' he whispered, slowly entering one finger in. your back arched instinctively and he placed a kiss on your forehead. 'so gorgeous.' he moved down, leaving open mouth kisses on your neck and collarbones, all while experimentally moving his finger in and out. 'so lovely.' his lips closed around your nipple and you gripped his hair, moaning. he continued assaulting your breast and added second finger in, scissoring them inside. all of your sense came alive, body sensitive after the first time. realizing that joshua liked you being vocal, you started to moan shamelessly, moving your hips a little to match his movements. head clouded with arousal, you barely registered his whispers, his words of devotion and appreciation spoken into your skin in hopes to tattoo them there forever. joshua moved to another breast and you tugged at his hair, when he added third finger. tension inside your body was about to snap and you wanted to warn him but instead what came out from your mouth was a loud shout as you came for the second time. joshua didn't stop his fingers and rode your through your orgasm, smirking at the aftershocks, your body twitching in his hands.

'you did so good,' he praised, lightly slapping your swollen clit. 'took my fingers so well, love, just like i knew you would.'

'you..' you gasped, opening your eyes forcefully. 'you thought of this?'

'you have no idea how often,' he confessed, staring into your eyes so you could see that he's being honest. 'and dreams fade in comparison to reality.'

sweaty and tired, you looked up at him, unable to believe that you managed to score someone like that after all of your failures. maybe this was universe's way of making it up to you? 'this is unreal,' you murmured, unafraid of sounding weird.

joshua's smirk faded into a gentle smile. 'it is.' he slowly inserted two fingers inside you again. 'you are such a dream.'

he moved and only then you felt his hardness; you gasped and wanted to address this but joshua shushed with you a kiss. without a word he moved you to the lay on your side, plastering himself to your back and lifting your leg a little. 'it won't hurt at all,' he reassured, guiding the tip inside of you. 'right, princess? you are all relaxed and wet, all ready for me, right?'

those words made you unclench and you melted on his chest, nodding eagerly. you were tired and sated but desire to feel joshua inside you overpowered all of it. 'please,' you repeated again and joshua groaned lightly, tucking his face in your neck. 'please, shua.'

instead of answering he slowly filled you up to the brim, moaning with you at the feeling. you clenched around him, hissing at him bucking his hips instinctively. you moved, delirious on the sensations of finally having him inside. it felt too good to be true, your eyes rolled back to your head when he moved his hips experimentally. your loud moan startled even you and joshua chuckled into ear, gripping your leg tighter. 'that good, darling?'

you didn't reply. your mouth opened in a soundless moan as he started to move, short thrusts targeted right at driving you insane. his lips on your neck sucked little bruises and you obeyed when he ordered you tot ouch yourself. circling your clit, you kept moaning his name at every single one of his thrusts, spurring him on. lost in a haze of pleasure, you didn't register his curse words or the way he angled your body for a better access - he used your body the way he wanted and you were absolutely okay with it. whispering sweet nothings into your ear, joshua's hips did a wonderful job of bringing yo to the edge alarmingly fast. you jolted with each thrust, fingers fastening their pace at your clit - 'josh,' you called, whimpering. 'josh, i'm- too much, i'm gonna-'

'clench around me,' he asked and you quickly did so, making him groan. 'that's it, doll, keep doing that.'

wanting to be good for him, you continued to clench, bringing your orgasm closer and closer. when joshua's pace turned erratic you wailed, coming undone and trashing a little in his hold. he held you tight and came after few more thrusts, slipping out of you and spoiling the sheets. trembling, you moved fully to the side, sighing at joshua's kisses all over your back. 'you did so good, darling.' he praised, caressing your body. 'want to go to the shower or-'

'if you think i am capable of moving then you're underestimating yourself,' you cut him off, knowing he is smiling without having to look at him. 'i can barely feel my legs.'

'but that's good, right?' he leaned over you, making you look up.

there was an unhidden worry in his gaze that tugged at your heartstrings. there was no one like him, you knew. and he was nothing like all other boys. no one will compare - that you also knew. 'very good,' you confirmed, smiling at his sigh of relief.

'let me hold you.' he moved and opened his arms, content when you cuddle to him. 'let's stay like that for a minute.'

'let's stay like that for much longer than a minute,' you argued, making him chuckle.

'forever?' he asked and you blushed, hiding your face in his chest. 'what? sounds good to me.'

for me too, you thought but didn't say it out loud. for me too.

a/n: two months of talking and it's finally here, i want to thank my persistent anxiety for not letting me leave something in my drafts unfinished :') let me know what you thought of this one! - nini

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[slytherinshua]

CLINGY

genre. fluff. warnings. shua is drunk. this is just disgustingly cute. pairing. joshua x fem!reader. wc. 754. a/n. @fairyhaos ur present 🫡 idrk why i thought of this but he's so cute okay 😭 i saw the pictures and i was like this

“Baby…” Joshua mumbled happily, stumbling through the front door, Jihoon barely able to keep him steady on his feet. He had obviously drunk… a lot. His cheeks were stained cutely pink from the alcohol and his speech was slurred, but you just found it endearing. 

You weren’t sure whether it was Jihoon who had pushed Joshua, or if your boyfriend had launched onto you of his own accord, but you found yourself barely able to support his weight as he clung to you. 

“I-I’ll take care of him. Thank you, Jihoon!” You called out quickly as the shorter man closed your front door to go back home himself. 

“Y/n.” Joshua giggled, his face buried in the crook of your neck, smelling the floral scent of your perfume.

“Come on, you big baby, you need to sit down-” Joshua whined in protest despite the fact that he couldn’t even support his own body weight. He didn’t want to leave your arms for even a second. They were so comfortable to him.

“Shua.” You said helplessly, feeling your arms start to give out trying to hold him up on his two unstable feet. You tried your best to move his arm so it draped over your shoulder, a position which allowed you to half carry half drag him to the nearby couch. You pushed him on it as best as you could, cursing him for working out so much and putting on extra weight. He was heavy even though he didn’t look that buff.

Now that he was safely on the couch, your next thought was to get him some water… if he wasn’t still clinging onto you like you would get dusted by Thanos. You sighed, looking over him, his hand tightly grasping the fabric of your shirt, making sure you didn’t move any more than 2 feet from him. He was very cute, but he got so clingy when drunk.

“Joshua, I need to get you water.” You tried, attempting to remove his hand and escape.

“Don’t want water… jus’ want you.” He whispered, lips curling up in a lopsided smile.

“It’ll only take a minute. I promise I’ll be right back. I’m not gonna leave you.” You assured him, your words successfully allowing you to loosen his tight grip on you. He whined softly, hand trying to clasp onto yours and hold you still, but you ignored his pleas and ducked down, jogging to the kitchen.

You could hear Joshua whining the entire 30 seconds you were gone which made you laugh. Was he really the 27 year old man you were dating or a 2 year old? You quickly made your way back to him, placing the water on the table, allowing him to pull you into his lap.

“How much did you drink?” You asked, knowing you probably wouldn’t get a straight answer out of him until he sobered up a bit. You sat patiently in his lap, his head resting on your shoulder, fingers playing with the beaded bracelet that he had made you, smiling and mumbling about you must really love him cause you never took it off. You just nodded, giving him little affirmative responses every few sentences.

You had enough experience dating him to know that he sobered up fairly quickly. After drinking the water and cuddling with you, he seemed to have stopped whining, indicating he was feeling a little more clear headed and more capable of forming logical sentences. 

“Even if I gave you a ring, you wouldn’t take off the bracelet, right?” He asked softly, still fixated on the bracelet.

“What kind of ring?” 

“Like… a proposal ring.” He sounded cutely drowsy.

You thought over his question, wondering why he was suddenly bringing up a proposal. “Nothing could replace the bracelet.” You mumbled. He had made the bracelet as a gift for one of your first dates and it was probably the most precious thing you owned.

“Do you love me?” He whispered.

You giggled and turned your head to look at him. He blinked at you, waiting for your response. “Nope. I only love sober Joshua. Sorry.” You teased.

“You’re so mean.”

“I know.” 

“I really… really love you.” He dragged out, talking as if he was explaining something incredibly complicated. And then he pouted, hands still on your waist, pulling you a little closer. You smiled, and leaned just a bit closer to his face, pressing your lips to his pout, making sure he knew that you didn’t really mean it.

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[fairyhaos]

❍ the 2k event: joshua + serendipity

alternative title: you, me, and this vast universe

pairing: joshua x gn!reader

genre: sci-fi au, dystopian au, strangers to lovers

word count: 1400

warnings: smoke inhalation, toxic chemicals mention, loss of oxygen mention

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“Warning: engine overheating. Warning: foreign objects detected. Warning: autopilot forcibly disengaged. Warning—”

“Yes, yes, I know, everything’s going wrong!” you huff, wiping your face against your arm. “Come on, darling, just hang in there, will you?”

You’re in the engine room, trying desperately to fix the damage that the latest interaction with the Galactic Officers had caused. You've been on the run for most of your life, and yet the Galactic Officers, morons that they are, never seem to get the message that you refuse to let yourself get arrested. And anyway, what self-respecting law-enforcing group called themselves the ‘Galactic Officers’?

The engine clunks ominously, and your entire spacecraft tilts dangerously to the right. One of the previous warning messages flashes through your mind.

“Ah, stars! The autopilot settings!”

You scramble out of the room and up into the cockpit, wrenching at the handheld control lever, attempting to correct the ship’s course. 

“Warning: onboard oxygen failure. Evacuate the spacecraft. Warning: onboard oxygen failure. Evacuate the spacecraft. Warning: onboard oxygen failure. Evacuate the spacecraft."

Gritting your teeth, you steel yourself against the console, both hands still on the lever even as it resists your hold, shaking and shuddering with the rest of your failing ship. There are tears building up in your eyes, and it has nothing to do with the sudden, acrid smell of chemicals permeating the spacecraft.

“Come on, Nabi, do this for me,” you manage to say, even as she burns around you, falling to pieces. But you can’t let her go without at least trying to fight for her. “I—I can’t lose you.”

Somewhere, an oxygen mask falls to the floor, and you bend down to pick it up, holding it over your mouth with one hand and trying to steer your ship with the other. Warning messages echo and bounce off the walls, lights flashing bright red as your ship shudders, creaking and groaning and you want to cry. 

But you're not going to let go. If Nabi dies, you're dying with her. 

It's not like you have any other family left, anyway. 

Suddenly, over the cacophony of warning messages, the cool voice of an information announcement makes you look up. 

"Alert: spacecraft requesting port side docking permission. Grant or deny permission?"

You grit your teeth. You hadn't noticed a ship flying any where near you. What sort of idiot decided to dock at a spacecraft that was obviously about to explode any moment? 

"Permission granted," you yell, giving a yelp when the ship groans again. "If they want to die with me, then who am I to stop them?"

There's a creaking sound, and Nabi shudders again as the new spacecraft connects with yours. You barely pay them any attention. A thought crosses your mind that it might be the Galactic Officers once again, but you can't bring yourself to care. You're dying anyway. They wouldn't be able to tear you off of Nabi if they tried. 

"Oh my god, it's only one person!"

The panicked voice makes you whip around. There, in the port door, is a… boy? 

His eyes are wide, and he's all suited up, but you can see his face, the way his hair falls into his eyes as he frantically gestures towards you. He's pretty, you think faintly. Too bad he's a bit of a fool, as well, considering the fact that he was now most likely going to die with you. 

You stumble a little, grip loosening on the lever and Nabi lists sideways once more. 

"Here! Take my hand!"

Why is the boy still talking to you? His hand is outstretched, the other gripping tight to the door, one foot in your spacecraft and the other in his own. Ah. He must be from the ship that requested docking permission. 

Weird. 

You chuckle a little. The lack of oxygen is getting to you. 

"Please!" The boy's voice is desperate now. "Please, let me save you! You don't have to die!"

Why is he so worried about you?

You shake your head, trying to show that you're going down with Nabi. Or maybe you only think you shake your head. 

"Come to me! Please! You're—you're going to die!"

Holy shit, he's right. You're going to die. You're dying. Your eyes widen. Somewhere, one of Nabi's panels crash to the floor, and out of the cockpit window you can see the smoke billowing around you as she burns apart. 

The stars are floating in the edges of your vision, and everything has gone all woozy. Definitely lack of oxygen, you think, just barely, before finally you keel over and the world goes black. 

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You’re blinked out of your reverie by a steady hand resting against your shoulder, and you look up to see Joshua smiling down at you.

“Hey.”

You smile back at him, patting the empty space on the metal floor next to you. “Hey.”

He lowers himself down to the floor, knees up to his chest, back against the wall, tilting his head. “Couldn’t sleep?”

“Too many thoughts,” you reply, staring down the hallway of the spacecraft. It’s the middle of the night, and all the lights have been shut off, but the soft glow of the purple emergency lights lining the halls remain. 

Joshua nods in acknowledgment. “Jeonghan’s just fallen asleep. Cheol is wandering around somewhere, though,” he says, waving a hand. “He’s not in the cockpit, so he’s probably raiding the pantry, I think.”

The image makes your lips tug up into another smile.

There’s silence, then, the both of you sitting on the floor in one of the spacecraft’s hallways, the quiet hum of machinery surrounding you. If you close your eyes, you can almost imagine that you're back on your own ship, Nabi humming with life all around you. 

You open your eyes and look over at Joshua, who looks back at you, eyes warm. 

It's been twelve months since Nabi passed. Joshua, the boy who saved you, had taken you aboard his own ship, the ship he shared with two others. You’d been horribly injured and horribly disoriented, and it was only through the careful medical care from Jeonghan and the reassured smiles from Seungcheol and the warm, ever-comforting presence of Joshua that you managed to salvage the wreck that had been your emotions and your life.

They've been nothing but accepting of you, and you feel as if you could have a place here. A family, almost. A family after Nabi. 

Joshua nudges with you with his shoulder, eyebrows raised. “Penny for your thoughts?”

"It's almost a year since my ship exploded."

Joshua’s eyes widen and soften at the same time. It’s a fascinating ability of his, the way he can look so surprised and gentle all at once. 

“Stars, you’re right,” he says, and even his voice is soft. “How… how are you feeling?”

You chuckle softly. "Not good, if I’m being honest. She was… well, she was my everything. I don't think there will be a day where I don't mourn her."

"I'm sorry." Joshua looks sorry, like it was his fault that Nabi no longer exists. The expression of regret on his face makes something tug in your heart, and you shake your head. 

"Gosh, there's no need to feel sorry," you say quickly. "It's not your fault. In fact, you're kind of the reason I'm still here, you know?" A smile quirks up the corner of your lips. "You're the one who saved me. My angel, almost."

Joshua smiles, then, and you can't mistake the pink that dusts his cheeks. 

"In this vast, endless universe, I managed to find you," he says, and leans forward to pinch your cheek affectionately. "It's almost like the cosmos moved for us to make this impossibility possible."

You smile, leaning into his hand as his palm softens against your skin, cupping your cheek. You're still not sure what he means to you, or what you mean to him, but for now you feel safe. As if… 

"You're my serendipity," you say, quietly. "The safe haven I found in the middle of a catastrophe. My serendipity."

Joshua's smile brightens and softens at the same time, and his thumb brushes against your cheekbone. 

"Just as you are mine," he says, heart-flutteringly warm. He leans forward, then, pressing a kiss to your nose. "Don't worry, my Y/N," he whispers. "Just let me love you."

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[strawberryya]

whichever blooms first

Joshua x reader

synopsis: A dandelion is resilient, it can weather any storm, and at the end of its life it will even grant wishes to whoever sees its worth as something more than a simple garden weed. Your relationship with Joshua is the same, you hope, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to make a wish that your love will last a lifetime anyways.

word count: 2.0k

genre/contains: fluff, hints of angst, flowers, lots of flowers, established relationship.

rating: sfw, all ages

a/n: here's my secret garden collab fic for the warm summer days ahead. it's short but sweet, I can pinky promise that much!

check out the other fics in this wonderful collab with the amazing authors from svthub here!!

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The spring sun was warming the surface of your skin. A calm breeze swept by, ruffling the high grass in the field you were laying in with your boyfriend. 

Your head was in Joshua’s lap and his shadow worked as a way to avoid getting the sun in your eyes. For the past hour or so your mind had been completely immersed in the fantastical story you had been dying to read for a while, only just finding the time to pick up as the hectic spring period was coming to an end and summer was on the horizon. 

Joshua had been the perfect headrest and parasol the entire time, and you hadn’t paid much attention to what he had been doing. When you looked up it gave you quite the fright to find that he was staring down at you, a small smile gracing his lips and a spark in his eyes. A spark that both intrigued and terrified you since you had seen it before and what would happen next was always a game of guessing the impossible. 

“Why are you looking at me like you’re gonna do something…? 

He smirked, making you even more nervous. “Stop it!” You warned, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he gave you an even bigger smile and a nod, conveying the feeling of having made a decision in his own mind. “I think you need a new nickname,” he said. 

This was not the kind of mischief you had been expecting. Usually he would tease you, tickle you, or attack you with kisses. You stared up at him, trying to tell if he was joking with you or if his serious tone mirrored his feelings correctly. “Why?”

“Don’t know, just thought you looked like a spring flower and that you needed a name that properly reflected that.” he deadpanned. 

You couldn’t help but burst out in laughter at his cheesy line. “Oh really, am I that pretty today?” You said and pretended to fawn over yourself, hands underneath your chin and fingers wiggling as if you were a flower, making Joshua crack up as well. 

“You’re always pretty and you know it,” he chuckled, “but the flowers around here just seemed to match your gorgeousness so perfectly.” 

“I’m pretty like a spring flower!” you giggled and kicked your legs up into the air with a little shout of “Yay” before you relaxed and just smiled up at Joshua’s pretty silhouette that was being lit up from the setting sun behind him. “Are you serious about this, Shua?” you questioned with a small smile. 

“Which flowers bloom first after winter? Daffodils?" he said and quirked an eyebrow in question as to how you liked it as your new name. He was definitely serious, you realized. Daffodils are pretty, but their other name is narcissus… You looked at him with an offended look, “Are you calling me narcissistic?” you said as you gasped jokingly. 

Joshua gave you a dashing smile in return, making you instantly forgive him. “Okay, not that one…What about tulip?” You thought about it for a while, not bad, but it just didn’t feel right. Maybe they were simply too common, you thought. 

“Better, but there must be an even better one.” you decided. 

“Oh, I know! What do you think about dandelions? They’re pretty, but everyone doesn’t see just how pretty they are. Me, however, I see it and it is blinding.” Joshua said, looking down at you with an excessively smug face. You were going to protest. A common weed that grew stubbornly by the side of the road? Was that how he saw you? But before you could find the words your mind looped back to the book that lay heavily on your chest where you had stopped before. 

“Dandelion! That reminds me of a really cute quote I read just a couple of chapters ago!! They were racing with their horses and she was looking at the queen being all happy and carefree,” you rambled on, excited to get an excuse to talk about the book on your chest. “Wait,” you said as you picked up the book and began searching for the words you had been reminded of.

“Okay, so here’s the quote: “Ead felt her own cares lifted from her shoulders. Like seeds from a dandelion clock.” Isn’t that so pretty?” 

Joshua’s eyes were big now and his smile was one you had come to recognize as him thinking you were adorable. “What? Is it silly?” you asked, a little shyer than before. He had this eerie ability to make you feel so heard, so seen, and usually, it made you happy. Now you felt slightly embarrassed about having digressed from the conversation so suddenly. 

“No. I like it, it’s a great quote,” he reassured you fondly. “Dandelion it is then! Your new nickname I mean.” 

His smile shone brightly as he declared his final decision. “It’s bright just like you.” 

That smile, like every other perfect smile Joshua had given you over the years, quickly imprinted itself on your eyelids. The sight of his smile was as common as daffodils, but beautiful nonetheless. During those times when he had been unable to smile at you like this had been the hardest months of your life. 

You never wanted to go a single day without seeing that very shining expression on his face ever again. 

Joshua had turned his gaze toward the field of flowers, expecting you to go back to your book. When you instead began talking his head snapped back down to you, his pretty doe-eyes made your heart flutter just like they had done so many times before. “I wanna come back here later and make a wish on a dandelion clock. I wanna feel all my worries lift from my shoulders just like the seeds the girl in my book talked about. Could we come back once all of these have finished blooming?”

“Mm, of course. Could I ask you something though?”

You nodded. “What are you planning on wishing away?” he asked, even though something in his tone was telling you that he was a bit afraid of the answer. 

“Well, you know, it’s a bit silly to say it out loud like this… but I wanna make a wish that we can stay like this forever.” When recognition lit up in Joshua’s eyes you averted your gaze, instead opting to reach a hand out to play with strands of grass beside the baby blue blanket covering the ground below. 

“Do you still have doubts that we’re gonna last?” 

You heard the genuine concern lacing his voice as he found the courage to ask. You nodded slightly. “I mean, I know that you do love me. You’ve told me so many times. Some days it’s just harder to believe in what I know. I thought you loved me back then too, and still, we couldn’t do anything but fight.”

Joshua stayed silent for a moment. The buzz of the field and the birds in the distance filled up the silence. It wasn’t as awkward to talk about it anymore, you felt it in the way neither of you was getting angry. There wasn’t any frustration or tension surrounding that period of fighting and the weeks when you had broken up anymore. The relief was immense. You felt it in your bones. Maybe you were strong enough to weather any storm that may lay ahead if you had managed to heal and grow even past that horrible time in your relationship. At least you hoped so.

“Yeah,” he sighed, leaning back onto his hands in the grass. “I get what you mean.”

“I’m really happy now though, I hope you know that. I really wouldn’t change anything in the past if it meant I would lose what we have now.” 

Joshua’s face lit up into half a smile yet again. “Me neither.” With a soft kiss on your forehead, he lifted your head off of his lap, making you pout in confusion when he got up from your little blanket. “Wait here, I’m just gonna go get something, I’ll be right back!” 

“Okay, but where…” you began but changed your mind as you saw him begin to wander across the entire field, apparently searching for something among the high grass and wildflowers. You chuckled and went back to finishing the chapter you had left off at as you waited for Joshua to come back. 

It didn’t take long for Joshua to come running back to your blanket with his hands full of small yellow flowers with petals that sprawled out like a tiny explosion from their stems. You looked up at him as he dropped the flowers in a neat pile on the edge of the square of fabric splayed out on the ground before he sat down next to you, slightly turned away from you so as to not have his project within full view of your watching gaze. 

That didn’t stop you from curiously peeking over his shoulder to sneak a peek at his crafting. You weren’t sure what he was doing, even as you recalled childhood memories of doing the exact same thing as he was currently doing with the flowers he had picked. 

His fingers were surprisingly nimble for their size as he wrapped the stalks of each flower around the next one, forming a long string of flowers tied together. It was pretty, but your imagination ran wild trying to figure out what he was intending to make. A necklace? A rope? Why would he need a rope of flowers? 

As you wondered, Joshua looked back to see your confounded face as he began turning around, his hands very obviously hiding something behind his back. You were pulled back to reality when you heard him chuckle at your zoned-out expression. 

“Oh, you’re done?” you asked excitedly, putting down the book to pay all your attention to whatever Joshua had ended up creating. 

That mischievous look was back, his eyes shining in the light of the setting sun that was sinking down below the treetops. “Ready?” 

“Show me!” you exclaimed with curiosity. You gasped when he brought his hands out from behind him, showing you what he had ended up making. In his hands was a round wreath, dotted with the bright yellow dandelions you had seen him bring with him. 

“That’s so pretty Shua.” 

“You like it?” he asked, seemingly a bit nervous to hear if you truly liked his gift. You nodded and he softly placed the flower wreath atop your head. 

“Thank you, I love it,” you laughed, adjusting the flowers so they wouldn’t fall from your head. “What’s it for though?” 

“Well… it just means ‘I love you’, nothing more, nothing less, really.”

You pouted, he made you a wreath to assure you that he loves you? It was a strange way to tell you, but it definitely worked. 

“I just want you to know that you don’t have to wait until you can make a wish on the dandelion clocks to know that I will love you forever.”

“You’re gonna make me cry if you talk like that,” you said, fanning your eyes in an effort to stop the tears. 

“I have one more thing, so don’t cry just yet!” he hurried to say, making you laugh and pushing the tears away momentarily. 

From behind him, he brought out something small, it fit in the palm of his hand with ease. A single dandelion was wrapped around itself and created a ring of its stalk. Your hand flew up toward your face to cover the scream that tried to escape at the thought of what this ring-shaped flower might mean. 

“I know it’s not perfect, but… my dandelion, will you be mine forever?” Joshua was smiling again, encouraged by the way you were almost jumping up at the sight of his creation. 

Tears were pricking your eyes again, and you nodded. “Yes, of course, I will!” you exclaimed, your voice barely holding up as you shrieked and threw yourself into Joshua’s arms. His body wrapped around yours as he held you close, accepting all the kisses you gave him as the tears of joy flowed from your eyes.

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[sweetiesicheng]

joshua - phone call

word count : 519

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you walked into your house, sluggish, tired, hungry, all of the feels. the door closed behind you, and you locked it once it shut. you took your backpack off and left it by the staircase before taking your jacket off and hanging it on the coat rack. then, you slipped your sneakers off and put them on the shoe shelf that was beneath the coat rack.

"oh, she just walked in. want to talk to her?" you heard your husband's voice in his kitchen; the sound of cooking evident from a sizzling noise. "babe, your mom's on the phone," you heard him speak to you.

"tell her i'll call her in a bit," you replied and walked into the living room. while walking, you could see joshua at the stovetop cooking with his phone between his ear and shoulder.

"she'll call you in a bit. she just got home from working a double, so she's pretty tired," joshua said into the phone while moving the spatula in his hand.

you laid on the couch, covering yourself with the throw blanket.

just a quick nap...

"her birthday? we didn't plan anything yet. we weren't sure if she was going to have work yet or not," you heard your husband say to your mom. "i'll let you know what we plan on doing," he added. "sounds good. bye," he finished and you heard him put his phone down. "babe, still awake?"

"barely," you sleepily replied.

"can you stay awake enough for breakfast?" he asked you.

you sluggishly sat back up, reaching behind to take the clip out of your hair. your hair fell down, and you put the clip on the coffee table. you hummed in response to your husband, despite preferring to sleep first rather than eat.

"here."

you turned your head and saw joshua walking in with a plate in each hand. he was still wearing his sleeping attire, clearly ready to spend the day in the house.

"thanks," you replied and took the plate he held out towards you. the plate contained a breakfast sandwich and some hash browns on the side.

joshua sat down next to you, and both of you started eating together.

"what'd my mom ask you?" you asked him, having not paid attention to his conversation.

"oh, she was just wondering what we're doing for your birthday," he replied.

"my birthday?" you questioned.

"yes, your birthday. did you forget that it's on thursday?" he smiled as he spoke.

"no, i'm just surprised we would do something this year," you replied.

"you don't have work, right? maybe we should get lunch or dinner with your parents," joshua suggested and placed his plate onto the coffee table.

you nodded, "yea, that's fine with me."

joshua leaned in to kiss your cheek, "want your birthday present early?" he asked with a grin.

"but you're already right here," you replied to him.

both of you smiled at each other, and he wrapped his arm around you. then, he leaned in and kissed your forehead.

"you're too cute," he chuckled.

"i know i am," you responded before kissing him.

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[joonmon]

Day 10

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[cheolinhos]

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[sssaythenamesvt]

Until the World Ends

Main Masterlist | Joshua's Masterlist Paring: Joshua X reader Warning: Mentions of death, Inspired by seventeen's song "Even if the world ends tomorrow" Genre: Angst, Fluff Summary: “I want to dance one last time and see the world end with you”

Our last dance and last chance Even if the whole world ended tonight I just want to cherish what it is we have now

The world was ending, everyone knew it with the amount of disasters that had happened. The amount of losses, the amount of pain and grief. The time was ticking fast as people couldn’t grieve, every day waking up to the loud alarms and running in fear. The world stopped as the cars were now not running around, the honks stopped, and the chatter of a morning greeting wasn’t as jolly as it used to be in this place.

By now there were shelters and everyone knew how to get there, it was a safer place there. Isolated from the world but hey at least you are alive. That was the mindset, to stay sane at the most insane time of a person’s life. There was so much going on that one might not be able to process such a thing. It was hard, for everyone.

Like every other week, there was an evacuation, everyone walked fast. The night was dark, but today might be a more dangerous day. There was fire, it was worst. The world was gonna go down in flames. The running started, the screams the panic, the pushing, and the falling. Maybe this was truly the end, it was a fearful sight.

There were those who were in safety waiting for their loved ones. One of them was a high school boy, settling his stuff as he ran to take a call quickly to his lover. Such a young soul who was scared to death about the world hurting his lover.

“Hey love, where are you?” The boy asked with the phone tightly on his hold.

“Josh, I’m not going there. Today would be the end of the world and I want to watch it end.” Said the lover that was out of sight.

“What do you mean? You need to be in the shelter for safety, where are you? I’ll pick you up.” the boy grew worried.

“I’m sorry Josh, it’s just I’m tired of hiding and I want to dance the last time outside. I don’t think I can live another day in fear. Goodbye my love.” the lover bid farewell as the call disconnected.

“Hyung! Where is Y/N?” the boy’s concerned friend asked, but all the boy could do is run to the wave of people coming in fighting his way out and starting the engine to the vehicle he took to get to safety first.

He drove through the fire paths to where they started everything, giving a chance to each other, the first dance together. It was a place perfect for the last moments.

He left the car in the middle of the road and ran to the place where his lover was sitting down.

“Hi love” Joshua said to his lover, which caught their attention.

“Josh, what are you doing here?” The lover asked.

“I’m here to have the last chance to have our last dance, if it is really the end of the world let me at least cherish our moment together.” The boy smiled holding a hand out.

“Josh, are you sure?” the lover asked

“Yes, I am sure.” The boy smiled as the couple danced and watched the world burn and crumble. even if their bodies were physically gone their love for each other remains in the world.

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[17boyzz]

young love - joshua hong

seventeen as romantic tropes - high school sweethearts

some high school au, idol joshua x gn!reader ish?

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you started dating joshua the summer after freshman year. the two of you were young, dumb, and foolishly ‘in love’.

you met him in your guitar class elective, him being assigned as your partner for the semester. he was the same as he is now; sweet, gentle, patient, and always knew how to bring you to comfort using his words. he always made you feel safe and secure, even just as your guitar partner. you cheeks would heat up whenever he got a little closer and gently arranged your fingers on the fingerboard to form the right chord, taking your other hand in his to help you strum.

“see? isn’t it easier?” he giggled, watching you repeatedly strum the new chord you learned to play.

it had been like that the entire semester. you were falling - had fallen - so deeply for joshua hong, you couldn’t handle it anymore. you had absolutely no idea if he felt the same, but it being the last day of school before summer break, you decided to go for it.

“h-hey, joshua…” you sat next to him in your assigned seat.

“hey y/n, what’s up?” he asked, instantly noticing something off.

“oh nothing, i just had something i wanted to ask you, you know, if you’re fine with it”

“of course i am. when have i never been okay with you asking questions?” he smiled, giving your shoulder and friendly pat.

“i don’t know, well, okay… i was wondering if you like, i don’t know, maybe wanted to go out with me?” he asked quietly, but you know he heard it because of the way he looked at you, the same way he looks whenever he’s processing what you say.

“i thought you’d never ask, y/n. of course i do” he smiled widely, taking your hand in his.

“text me a date, time, and place. i’ll be there, i promise”

that was the very beginning. you lasted through the summer with him becoming your boyfriend, and all your friends were surprised at the beginning of sophomore year when you finally told them about the relationship.

people change throughout high school, it’s a common knowledge. but joshua, joshua on the other hand, he didn’t change one bit. okay, that was a lie. throughout the years you dated him, you watched him grow into himself, grow into a better person. he became even sweeter, kinder, and overall and lovely person to be in the presence of.

“you doing okay over there, babe?” he asked from the foot of your bed.

“yeah, good enough i guess. chemistry is just kicking my ass, though” you sighed, throwing your pencil down.

“oh, i think i still have my sisters old chem notes from when she was in 10th grade. let me find them” he instantly turned to his bag and dug around, and you watched him with a gentle smile on your face.

“oh i found them - here! hopefully these should help. my sister was really good at note taking” he hands you the obviously old papers with colorful and organized vocabulary and definitions.

“you’re the best, shua” you lean over to press a kiss to his cheek.

“i try. also, you missed” he gives you a cheeky smirk.

“missed? what did i miss?” you asked, only a little confused.

“i said… you missed” he points towards his lips.

“joshua, i’m not having my first kiss with you in my bedroom over chemistry homework” you folded your arms, and he rolled his eyes.

“whatever, i tried. i’m going to kiss you this week, you’ll see” he sent you a cheeky wink and went back to his homework, leaving you to ponder upon what his plans were.

he kept his promise.

the boardwalk was oddly empty for a friday night, though most people do tend to visit and leave at sunset. you and joshua though - it was nearing 1am and your phone buzzed with missed calls and texts from your parents, but you couldn’t care less.

he held you under the stars, gazing out into the pacific. your head resting comfortably on his shoulder, the two of you sharing body heat.

“y/n…” he called gently, making you hum and look up at him. he held eye contact, and it wasn’t awkward like it had been with others. it was gentle, loving, and comforting. he brought a hand to rest on your jaw, tilting your head up just a little more, eyes dropping down to your slightly parted lips, anticipating his next move.

he leans in slightly before speaking, “can i kiss you?” you feel his breath on your lips. you could only mutter a small ‘yes’ before he closes the gap. it was perfect, the perfect first kiss. it felt like a fairytale, even though neither of you knew how to kiss back then.

“i love you, joshua. don’t you know?” you pulled back to whisper, leading to his small chuckle.

“i think you’ll need to tell me again, and maybe just a couple more times after that to be sure. i love you more, y/n”

junior year is when joshua left. you respected his dreams of being a kpop idol of course, who were you to stop him? joshua was so in love with you, you knew that if you asked him, he would stay for you. you knew that if you asked him, he would give up his dreams to stay for you. joshua would do anything for you, it was your selflessness that made him happy.

“i passed the audition” he announced, holding your hands in his.

“oh my, that’s good, isn’t it? i’m so proud of you, shua” you smiled, taking one of your hands to cup his face.

“i’ll have to leave, you know? leave you, leave the school, leave this all behind” his voice had dropped to a whisper and he instinctively leaned into your palm.

“i know, shua. i know” you brought your other hand to his other cheek, bringing him in to rest his forehead on yours.

“i don’t want to leave you, y/n” he mumbles, pressing a short kiss to your lips.

“i don’t want you to leave either”

“y/n”

“what’s up?”

“if you want me to stay… just say the words and i’ll stay” his arms wrap around your waist.

“shua… we both know what i want…” you sighed, knowing joshua was going to be a little stubborn about this.

“then i’ll stay”

“no, joshua. you should go. i want you to go” you pushed, shaking your head a bit.

“you… want me to leave?”

“shua, don’t get me wrong, okay? i want you to stay. i love you, i love you so much and just thinking about being away from you breaks me inside. but, this is your dream. i want you to be happy-“

“but you make me happy”

“i know, josh. but, people come and go. the opportunity to chase your dreams doesn’t come everyday. once you’re out there and famous, you’ll have everybody falling at your feet. people like me come and go. dreams stay, and i want you to chase your dreams. i don’t want to be in the way of your dreams”

“y/n…”

“if i have to be the one to do the breaking up, then i will. i’ll still see you off at the airport, but you need to start thinking of yourself now. just know, i’ll always support you, okay?” you pressed a small kiss to his nose, and he nodded.

“joshua hong”

“y/n?”

“i’m breaking up with you”

and that was it. the best relationship you started and ended. you never met anybody else better than joshua. no matter how many dates you’ve gone on, nobody ever stood a chance to joshua. but you’re happy.

now, you’re able to turn on the tv and see your high school sweetheart on tv, happy, and living his dream.

it hurt. it hurt so bad breaking up with him. it hurt seeing him off at the airport, the last time you ever saw him; in person at least. but you’re happy.

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[luv1woo]

[17’S 조슈아] 잘 다녀올게요 캐럿들 ! ❤️

221105 weverse update

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[bitchlessdino]

TPC: Joshua's beery good compromise

Full series

Pairing: joshua x afab store clerk!reader

Genre: smut, some humor

Word count: 2.6k

tags: embarrassed josh, hungover josh, fingering, public sex, breakroom sex, spontaneous hookup (this is not realistic lets be soo fucking fr), praise kink

Summary: Josh's job is getting beers for the party but meets a cute convenience worker and sees if he can get a good bargain with a tempting offer.

author note: this was fun and exciting to write, especially the jokes i made. those were pretty self-indulgent

tag list: @iwouldbangchan @1uvlywon @just-here-to-read-01 @candidupped

Joshua’s plan was to go to the closest liquor store, convenience store, hell even pharmacy to get a couple of sick packs of whatever to satisfy the wheat cravings of whoever would enjoy a beer at the party–a likely chance of 90% of them–all while getting over his hangover from yesterday’s party. He didn't bother doing his hair or putting on something particularly fashionable or eye-catching, but maybe he should’ve considering the cashier up front was the sexiest head and torso he’s ever seen working retail. He can only imagine how they would be bottom-down if they were gorgeous top-up.

His teeth dig at his bottom lip, waiting last in line behind five to six people, agonizingly getting closer to the end of his gatherer journey. In the meantime, he could observe the unbothered expression on your face, seeing you complete the bare minimums of your job: swiping, scanning, ID checking, and the occasional hair toss to get strays to sway from your eyes. Before he knew it, it was his turn, figuring it was at least it was nice while it lasted.

You don’t look up to meet his eyes and instead bore ahead of him like a 10-yard stare. He places the merchandise on the counter in front of you, and you sigh, thinking to yourself it’s another unhinged frat part from the college town a few streets over. “ID, sir.”

He plucks it from his leather wallet, tattered with age and poor maintenance, handing the plastic over to you for validation. You retrieve it, briefly brushing against his burly fingertips, you examine it in a quick scope, checking the date of birth and stopping at the photo. You’re pleasantly surprised by a handsome face. You ascend your gaze, seeing the identification matching perfectly with its owner, just slightly rougher around the edges in much more casual clothing.

You clear your throat, trying not to let the doe-shape of his eyes throw you for a loop, or the curve of cupid’s bow let your mind wander on how they’d feel against your skin, maybe burning with every touch. You bite the inside of your cheek, handing it back to him, his hand that made contact with yours once already feels different the second time around, almost electrifying.

“$42.80.”

Joshua sighs, inserting the card into the chip reader. You watch the screen try processing the card but sees the opposite happen. “It declined.”

He doesn’t pay mind the first time and reattempts the application, only for it to repeat. His eyes shoot open the second time, he examines the card for him and sees it’s past his expiration date, remembering that he left the new version at his dorm. “Shit.”

He looks through his wallet for cash; a lone ten-dollar bill occupies the sleeve and he looks up sheepishly. “Is there a payment plan or something?”

You raise a brow at him in confusion. “No.”

He grows a deeper shade of red as he looks deeper in his pockets for something, anything, only for them to come up empty. “I’m not broke I swear.”

“Are you going to pay or not, Sir?”

He rests the balls of his palms on the counter in frustration, cursing at himself for being so ill-prepared, embarrassing himself in front of the hot checkout person. He finally runs a hand through his hair and nods at himself, coming to terms with the inconvenience, barely meeting your eyes. “I can’t pay, sorry.”

When he’s about to leave, you feel the sense of pity anchor in your stomach and you stop him. “Hey, so you planned on buying a lot of beer, and it’d be a hassle to put it all back.”

“I can help put it back.”

You shrug, “I’ll just pick up the tab.”

He blinks back at you in surprise. “What? You can't do that.”

“Of course, I can.”

“I mean you shouldn’t.”

You side grin. “You’d just owe me. Come closer.”

He does as you ask. Your upper body leans forward, merely inches away from his face, his eyes shooting up at the proximity. You reach over for the phone in his pocket and pull back, typing your number in and letting your phone ring at the incoming call. “Now I can call you forever, and you can’t avoid me.”

“That’s until I change my number.”

“You won’t. You don’t even have money for beer.”

He snickers. “Touché, but I do have an offer that might work out.”

There is not much offered in his words, but his tone does all the work. His eyes lock with you daringly, yet somewhat hopeful. He leans over and spiders his hand over the counter, a single digit brushing against your knuckle. You quirk a brow, a quiet laugh leaves your lips and you notice a temping smile on his. He tilts his head, practically beckoning at you in this subtle graceful way that isn’t too much but gets his point across.

“What kind of offer is that? Joshua.” You just happened to catch his name from his ID, whatever.

“Depends, if you’re interested. Y/n.” And he can read name tags.

Besides the pop music playing from the store speakers, it was quiet and he was the only customer in sight. In your experience, these were the hours of the dead since weekend nights are most typically when people go out to drink rather than buy it from a store unless they were like Joshua, you guess. If he was responsible, he’d buy it in the morning or the afternoon, way before the party, not trying to sleep his way get some mid-grade beer. 

“In what world do you think your offer would help me?”

“You haven’t looked away from me the moment you saw me. That counts for something.”

Maybe it did, and more than you’d admit to a measly stranger, but this stranger was cute, dare you say hot. As if your impulses take over, you become highly aware of the fact there are no cameras in the backroom and a whole array of security inside that you could watch the store without worrying about leaving your station unattended. Not to mention the oversize t-shirt drowning Joshua’s torso but hung around his shoulders in a sexy, relaxed way that reveals the sliver of his collarbone.

Fuck it.

You come up around the register, making sure you locked it, and tug him by the wrist to lead him to the door with an ‘employees only’ sign. You press him into a wall, observing him through a closer lens as he does the same before you seal your mouth over him. It’s far from slow, producing fever quickly and effectively. His hand goes to squeeze your ass through your tight jeans and man is it glorious. The denim was thin and flexible, and the flesh of your ass bounces in his hands gratifyingly. 

He pushes himself from the wall, tucking your legs briefly to his side until you’re sitting on the breakroom table, his body between your legs, and his hands now exploring the shape of your build. You sense his impatience, eyes glancing down at his lap to find his groin poking through low-rise jeans. You’re just as impatient, taking off his shirt without an ounce of remorse and–shit.

You pant against his sculpted chest only now realizing the thick girth of his upper arms as well as the curvature of his firm pectorals. It all leads down to the rather too perfect abdomen–resembling a shiny honey-glazed set of Hawaiian rolls–-that could make the cover of Playgirl magazine, that is if playgirl was still around. Maybe sports illustrated?

“Happy you took my offer?” He teases, taking your hand and tensing over the center.

You have the wit to answer but are too preoccupied with the deep dent of his abs, your digit now trailing over his prominent pelvic bone–he was smooth everywhere, just too edible–until you settle against his erection. It twitches at your contact, having you impulsively squeeze its shape, to which he gasps, slithering closer. “It’s not a stress ball. Take it out for me.”

You smile, just a small one, before deciding to unbutton and zip down his pants, hearing the fabric hit the ground. A delectable wet spot stamps the front of his briefs and your tongue creeps out of your mouth to wet them. Your finger of the waistband and tuck underneath his balls, his shaft naturally falling in your grasp. It’s weighted, long, and hard as a rock in between your fingers and it just made him all the more delicious of a breakroom snack.

“You’re so hard, I hardly even touched you.” You glaze over at his eyes before he collects your lips. He swallows your moans, feeling your hand pump his cock clenching around his girth, and he grunts between breaths. Your legs trap around him, pressing him closer, and you feel the tug of his teeth on your lips.

“There’s not much touching needed because I knew all I wanted to do when I saw you was to fill you up with my cock.”

A hum vibrates in your throat, arm slinging over his neck, and you force him to rest his forehead on yours. His wish sounded incredibly promising. “Already? In the five minutes, we’ve known each other?”

“I normally know what I want and I’m never wrong.”

He helps you take care of your jeans, kicking them aside along with his, and let his hands find solace underneath your shirt. You raise your arms to slide the material off and out of your way, and you press against his chest, feeling the stiff peaks of both your nipples carve out a ticklish flush on your skin.

You muffle your moans into his shoulders as he nibbles on the skin of your neck, his hand freely goes to find your arousal that seeps through your thin underwear. He tigs them off finally, wetting his fingers in his mouth before feeling through your wet folds. Two digits rub skillfully against your pulsing core, feeling how you clutch around nothing and he welcomes himself inside when your hips twitch in his direction.

Pride settles in his stomach hearing you say his name in the form of moans, his heart practically pouncing in unadulterated excitement. He was going to make this fuck something you would especially be grateful for. God, were you wet and malleable in his hands. A free arm grabs a ball of your flesh, plunging his enclosed fingers harder into your core, hips impulsively thrusts into the air, desperate to have the gorgeous pussy suffocating his cock.

“God, you feel fucking good around my fingers,” he rotates them, seeing your stomach tense at the sensation only to push out in the most incomprehensively addictive way, “I need to you feel good at everything I do for you. I won’t have a single regret fucking you senseless.”

His words, heavy and daunting, were something you would’ve pushed aside, but given the circumstances, you ate them like you were starved on a deserted island, begging to get a taste of his sweet cock even if it’s just for a second. “I need you. Really fucking bad.”

You feel his smile against your skin, burning into the thin skin of your lips, he tastes you from his fingers, rich and sweet. It's only a second he's away to grab a condom from his wallet and cover himself. Oh, that he has but not other forms of payment?

“Really? You want me? You promise you can take me?”

You can’t promise a damn thing from the look of his cock in his already larger-than-life hands but you nod anyway, anticipating his vacancy as he aligns himself to your entrance. You pivot the thought of Joshua’s large cock about to be inside you by reconnecting with his lips, his tongue, invading the inside of your mouth in a frenzy. It was soft yet wet. Hot yet comforting. Dirty yet safe. It was a nice distraction.

He takes his time before he’s inside you, parting your legs to spread you, rubbing his cock on the line of your slit. You bit his lip, fingers digging into his scalp, and it's only time before plunges himself inside and meets your fluttering walls. You gasp, the expected stretch initially surprises you but you melt hopelessly in his grasp as you find yourself adjusting to his size, meeting him only halfway, but that’s all he needs. 

God, did you feel perfect around his cock. “You’re so fucking–shit–”

You rest your hand on either of his shoulders as he pounds into you. Shutting his eyes, he’s taking the moment to appreciate his lack of tact to allow him to be in such a situation. Nothing like an unorthodox but civil compromise.

“Mmh, Joshua…You’re fucking me so good…”

You meant it. You can barely hold yourself together with your body so full. Your hands filled wth tingle take hold of the table beneath you, your back arching in anguish at how good he feels fucking you with promise.

He speaks between his grunts, forming words the best he could. “I…meant it…I will have no regrets…God, you’re fucking perfect.”

He takes your spread legs and plants them on either side of his head, your pussy squeezes around him, and he feels his patience depleting rather quickly. Obscenities became a second language for him at this point. His hand hovers above your pussy, thumb finding your clit, and drawing circling it in a way he hopes he’s right.

“Fuck, yes…”

Indeed he was right.

His hips move faster, his other hand takes a squeeze at your side, feel how soft and plush and heavenly it was to have your body as close to him as it was. He bites his lips, an impish moan submerging, “Fuck, not yet, not when you haven’t.”

As if he wasn’t embarrassed enough, your presence made him deduce to one of a teenager. A weak, horny teenager that has whacked off enough times to know how quickly he’s about to come and he’d be damned if that was to happen before he’d get a taste to see how you say his name in a moan as your wave of arousal overtake you. He slows his pace, rolling his hips with ease, pushing deep enough to unknowingly hit your spot of enlightenment, which you quickly alert him of. “Oh, right there, yes, please, keep going.”

Finally, a sense of accomplishment (despite him congratulating himself a million times while pounding you like a jackhammer earlier), he takes your advice and repeats the move. More mumbles of appraisals on your end. You held the back of your thighs in grit, the warmth of his skin stinging as they made an impact with yours. You moan a “yes Joshua” with every “like that,” or “feel good,” and yes you meant every word of it.

Your legs give out when your pleasure is hit hard, not ever caring who hears you on the other end of the door. You gasp your loud breaths, heaving your chest, and Joshua thoroughly savors them, a wet, loud moan lingering in his throat. He leaves you with a last set of thrusts, emptying himself to the sensation of your warmth, your decadent scent, and the ghost of lips on his before it replaces with your actual lips. His cock still pulsating inside you, a squeak of desperation escapes the corner of his lips, and he brushes tendrils of your hair out of your beautiful face.

“Well, fuck. Um, thank you?”

You let out an airy laugh, shoving him off just slightly before briefly scanning the cameras, seeing nothing, nobody, not even a hair out of place. You blink back at the screens in amazement. “Wow, it’s like I wasn’t even gone.”

Joshua hums, reconnecting with your body, “Then, I’m sure nobody would mind me thanking you just a bit longer. Well, nobody except your manager.”

You offer him a crooked grin. “Oh, sweet boy. I am the manager.”

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[ssentimentals]

joshua + first morning together

usually it doesn't take long for joshua to fall asleep, most of the times he's in morpheus arms the second his head hits the pillow. but this night is different and even when tiredness succumbs him to sleep, he stays wide awake, alert as he's never been before. your chest rises and falls steadily; you are probably seeing a very nice dream if smile on your lips is anything to go by. joshua selfishly hopes he is there, in your dream. hopes he is the reason of your smile even in your sleep.

this situation is a bit surreal to him. you know when you waited so long for something to happen, longed for it, ached for it with all your heart - that when it does happen you just kind of stay in complete disbelief? this is what joshua feels watching your sleeping form on his bed. he cautiously reaches out to your hand and his heart stops somewhere in his throat, when your fingers immediately wrap around his. even in your sleep you are choosing to hold on to him. even in your sleep you gravitate towards him, your body inclined to his side more - how can he sleep if you are like that? how is he supposed to close his eyes and miss this view? how can he stop thinking of what it means to both of you? he spent whole night lost in his thoughts, in assumptions that when sunlight illuminates your room, joshua only blinks in surprise, shocked by how quickly the time passed. you frown a little at the brightness and his first instinct is to stand up and close the blinds but that would require letting go of your hand and he hesitates, looking at your joined fingers. he doesn't like it, the whole letting go thing. if he could, joshua would have held your hands all the time; until he'd have memorized all the little bumps and tiny scars on your skin, until he'd be able to recoginize your hand from the million others. joshua gently caresses your skin with his thumb and thinks he can write thousands of poems on this feeling, on the tenderness of your skin, on the warmth of your palm, on how your fingers fill the slots between his so perfectly well-

'josh?' you mumble, squinting a little. your voice is hoarse from the sleep and you clear it out, trying again: 'josh?'

'i'm here,' he answers quietly. with his free hand he reaches out and smoothes your hair lovingly. 'it's too early, bub, go back to sleep.'

it seems like you have other plans, cause you turn around and move, making him let go of your hand. joshua thinks it's a bit humilating how he instantly misses the feel of it. is it okay to be so..so into you? doesn't that make him weak? less of a man if he is that whipped? sometimes he starts thinking about it but then you do something - anything at all - like smile at him or kiss him and these thoughts fly out of the window. he'd gladly be considered weak if it means he can have you like that.

'why are you awake?' you grumble, fighting to get your legs out of the blanket. joshua's heart stammers as you move close, closer - until you are practically cuddled up to his side. 'have you even slept?'

'i-' he starts and promptly forgets all the words when you lift your leg and put it on top of his like it's the most natural thing in the world. 'um.'

lack of answer makes you look up and squint at him. you take a good look of his too awake eyes and a growing suspicion starts to form in your head: 'you have slept this night, haven't you? don't tell me that you were awake all this time.' when joshua only looks at you sheepishly, you groan loudly: 'oh my god, josh, why? were you not comfortable? is my mattress too hard? i'm so sorr-'

'no,' he instantly interrupts, gathering you in his arms. usually he's hesitant with his affections towards you, but nothing makes him act bold as you thinking that you did something wrong or the need to calm you down. 'no-no, princess, i just had a lot on my mind. don't be sorry.'

pet name and his cuddles make you smile and you nuzzle your head into his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat underneath. 'a lot on your mind?' you yawn, stubbornly trying to shake off remnants of your dreams. 'what could possibly have you staying up all night?'

with you in his arms, it's easier to be honest, easier to shake off the mask and just be himself. he leans in, places small kiss on top of your head and wraps his arms around you tighter. 'i was thinking of you,' he replies sincerely, having nothing to hide.

he can tell that you're trying to look up but find it hard to do so because of the angle, so he moves you both until you're laying side to side, facing each other. sleep is not gone from your eyes and he coos at the way you try to stay present for him. 'is that what i do to you? make you lose your sleep, hm?'

it's meant to be a joke or at least a teasing, but joshua replies seriously, tucking one hair strand behind your ear: 'you don't know half of the things you do to me.'

at that your eyes fly open, more awake than they've been before. joshua meets your eyes readily, holding eye contact for as long as you need to understand the meaning behind his words. he can tell that you are searching for something and he hopes you find there his desire to wake up like that every day. to have these kind of mornings with you forever. to have the opportunity to hold you like this, to not sleep because he's too busy staring at you and coming with terms that he can now have this. these nights, these mornings - he can now have them al.

'good things, i hope?' you ask, cuddling closer until tips of your noses touch.

joshua huffs, smiling. 'the best things, bub.'

you smile, content. 'now can we go back to sleep? let's wake up at a normal time like normal people do.' joshua nods, reaching out for the blanket to cover you both, when you stop him: 'no, too hot, leave it.'

'oh,' joshua drops the blanket and also starts to extract himself from your arms, thinking that hugging would also make you uncomfortable in this temperature, but you stop him here as well, frowning. 'you said it's too hot-'

'for the blanket, but not for you,' it's clear that you are losing patience with him not getting what you want and you wanting to sleep. 'c'mon, hold me close, hug me.' when he does as instructed you sigh, satisfied. 'that's it. and never let go.'

joshua tighens his hold on you, swallowing hard. if only you knew that given the chance, he'd never let you go. he kisses your forehead and mutters: 'i won't. sleep tight, love. i'll wake you up for the breakfast.'

you don't reply, already dead to the world and he only chuckles affectionately. 'i love you,' he whispers into your hair before finally also closing his eyes and succumbing into the sleep.

a/n: i think i hurt myself with this one, so why not let you all cry with me too :') - nini

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#hong jisoo x reader #hong jisoo fluff #seventeen joshua #seventeen joshua hong #seventeen imagine #seventeen fluff #svt joshua #joshua x reader #joshua imagine #seventeen joshua imagine #svt joshua x reader #you know i wrote this and actually cried cause when will i have someone like joshua in my life??

[slytherinshua]

MEANT FOR EACH OTHER

genre. fluff. soulmate au. idol au. warnings. drinking. some crying. pairing. idol!joshua x fem!reader. wc. 2.1k. a/n. from this req!

Dating in a world where soulmates existed was hell. Whether you said it out loud or not, you knew the relationship you were currently in was going nowhere. As much as you wanted to love your boyfriend, you didn’t feel attached to him. The most you felt was a small sense of liking, but you would be lying if you said you loved him. And he felt the exact same way. You weren’t meant for each other and it showed in every interaction. 

You were always awkward and a bit reserved around each other, always scared to initiate physical touch. It felt as if you had chosen each other as a temporary fix before meeting your actual soulmates. But, you were also too scared to break up until you found the one for you. 

You knew he would find his soulmate soon. Everyone had a connection to their soulmate, whether it was matching writing on their body or being able to hear them talk. For your boyfriend, his heart would speed up when he was near them. 

This is why you felt more relief than pain when your boyfriend told you that he had finally met his soulmate one day. He had been searching for months, and you had even tried to help him with his task, so you were completely happy for him. He even introduced you to his soulmate. You would miss spending time with him, to be honest. He was a sweetheart, even if he wasn’t who you were meant to be with. 

Once he officially left, it really hit you. All your friends had found their soulmates, and now, even your ex had found his. Why was it taking you so long? As for the connection to your soulmate, you hadn’t noticed anything of the sort. 

Your heart didn’t speed up. There was no writing on your arms. And you certainly couldn’t communicate. Your best friend assured you that it was only a matter of time. Everyone had a soulmate. There was no exception to it.

And you would wait as long as it took, but your heart still ached months after breaking up and feeling as if you were no closer.

And what’s the natural thing to do when you’re depressed? Drinking. You were always terrified to go out drinking alone, so you bought 5 bottles of soju from the store along with some ramen and other unhealthy snacks. You settled down on your couch, switched on some music and got to drinking.

You hadn’t been able to cry from your situation no matter how much you wanted to. It was strange, being in such pain but not able to express it. You felt unbearably numb. You’d give anything to just be able to feel something other than hopelessness. You gulped down more soju and the TV screen in your living room displayed a random YouTube Mix, skipping to the next cover in the queue.

You glanced over the title. Seventeen. You had heard of them before. 13 member group, insanely talented, synchronisation kings, etc. You closed your eyes, the surprisingly gorgeous cover of double take soothing you. You opened your eyes again, staring at the screen in your drunk state.

“Wait a second… 0 seconds ago?” You whispered in shock, looking at the date of the video release. Your eyes scanned over the screen once more. Joshua.

Before you knew it, tears started to break through. You weren’t sure if it was the song or if it was him. You couldn’t look at anything other than the screen, tears streaming down your cheeks as you watched him sing.

The cover video was all so simple, but it made you feel. It made you cry. Joshua was in a simple green cardigan and white shirt underneath, sitting in a producing studio. His light brown hair looked incredibly soft.

You choked up from the amount of comfort you felt at that moment. What was going on? You didn’t understand where the sudden rush of emotion came from. You hadn’t felt anything so intensely in so long.

You listened to the cover again… and then again. You were still a bit drunk when you had an inkling of a feeling and started to research. You googled the public list of all recorded soul bonds. It took a while, but eventually you found it. Iuntus Sensus.

“Iuntus Sensus or Connected Emotions: When the two souls’ emotions are connected and can be felt by the other even when they are apart. This soul bond is activated as soon as one sees their soulmate for the first time, and again each time they look at their soulmate. The bond is activated when looking at photos, watching videos, or being in person with one’s soulmate.”

You read further into it, everything matching up with what you just felt. From people feeling numb before meeting their soulmate and suddenly being able to feel again, to the intense comforting feeling that was common as the first emotion you felt.

“Could he really be my soulmate?” You wondered aloud. The description seemed to match up but was the probability of it being the case really high enough? 

You kept thinking that you were nowhere near good enough to be a famous K-pop idol’s soulmate. But, then again, K-pop idols were just regular people at the end of the day. Yes, they were talented and pretty and famous, but they had soulmates too. You wondered what Joshua was like, if he really was your soulmate. 

You spent the next few days watching as much content focused on Joshua as possible. Of course, you ended up becoming a massive carat in that time. It was impossible to not fall in love with the group as a whole, but you really could never take your eyes off of Joshua when he was on screen. 

You quickly became an addict of his double take cover, as well as every time he infamously sang sunday morning. Those two covers became your go-to background noise when you worked from home or were relaxing.

You wanted to tell your best friend that you thought you had found your soulmate, but given that you thought he was a world famous K-pop idol and weren’t 100% sure yet, you held off. If you had told her based on the ridiculous story you had so far, there was no way she would take you seriously. 

You wondered all the time if Joshua could feel your emotions because you could feel his, or if he still couldn’t because he hadn’t seen your face yet. What if he was wondering where his soulmate was just like you were a month ago? 

It was that driving thought that convinced you to pay for tickets to go to one of Seventeen’s fansigns. Joshua would be there, and if he really was your soulmate, all it would take was one look at your face to know. Despite the short 1 minute of expected interaction time, you weren’t scared that it wouldn’t be enough. As long as he saw your face, that was all that was needed.

You dressed in something you felt pretty in, hoping to boost your confidence since you were starting to feel a bit nervous as the time of the fansign crept closer and closer. You stood in line, fiddling with your fingers and the album that you held in your hand as an anxious habit.

You were glad you were standing towards the back of the line since it gave you more time to prepare for meeting your potential soulmate. When you first caught a glimpse of Joshua sitting up at the tables, you felt happy. Or… you felt him feeling happy. You weren’t quite sure since the soul bond was still a bit confusing to you. 

Finally, it was your turn in line. You smiled at Mingyu and gave him your album to sign, trying your best to pay attention to him instead of glancing over at Joshua who was further down in line. Talking to each member went by quickly, and soon Mingyu, Hoshi, Dino, S.Coups, Wonwoo, Jeonghan and Seungkwan had signed your album. Joshua was next.

You stepped in front of him, nerves bundling in your stomach for as long as you looked down at the floor. As soon as you looked at him and made eye contact, all the nerves went away. Joshua smiled at you, you smiled back. He took the album from your hand and asked your name.

“Y/n.” You told him, watching his eyebrows furrow and creases form on his forehead. He scribbled down a note and then looked back up to you, studying your face closely.

He tilted his head slightly, “I feel like I’ve… seen you before.” 

“Really?” You asked, holding your breath. Joshua nodded, still looking a bit confused. He held up both his hands in a sort of high-five and you moved to hold them. 

You both felt a shock like electricity when you touched his hand. You were startled, eyes widening as you stared back at his face. You reached out again and Joshua laced your fingers with his, the confusion slowly leaving his face. You felt a burst of happiness and Joshua smiled that gorgeous smile.

“So, it’s you.” He whispered.

“I knew it was you.” You admitted, piquing Joshua’s interest immediately. “I’ll tell you later.” You said, smiling at the thought that there would be a later. “Wouldn’t want to hold up the line…” You added, aware that you had been talking to him for a bit longer than a minute already and that he was still clutching onto your hand like you would disappear. 

“Wait- Y/n, can you stay around?” He asked quickly. “I’ll tell the security to let you in later.”

“Okay.” You nodded, letting go of his hand finally. You gave him a reassuring smile once you felt the sudden surge of anxiety from him. You moved along the line before anyone noticed you lingering in front of Joshua, greeting Woozi with a small smile and giving him your album to sign.

//

You waited outside until someone let you in like Joshua had told you. You weren’t that nervous anymore, now that you knew he was your soulmate. You were mostly excited that you would be able to get to know him better. You expected a security guard to be the face you saw when the doors finally opened, but instead it was Joshua himself, rushing out of the glass doors. He looked around for 2 seconds before spotting you and grinning, not wasting any time to join you at the table you sat at. 

“Hi again.” He said nervously.

“Hi.” You laughed.

“You’re a lot prettier than I expected my soulmate to be.” Joshua murmured. You could feel he was still a bit nervous, though that sentence was right on brand for him.

“I didn’t expect you to be so nervous meeting me.” You replied. You weren’t sure where you were getting all the confidence that you seemed to have. Maybe it was the overwhelming feeling of ‘he’s the one’. You finally didn’t have to be hesitant or reserved anymore, and that feeling was incredibly freeing for you.

“You said you knew it was me, early at the fansign?” Joshua prompted.

You nodded, “I’ve known it was you for a while now… otherwise I wouldn’t have come.” You paused, but Joshua seemed eager to hear the full story, so you told him. Everything from hearing his cover while drunk to watching as much content of his as possible, you didn’t let a single detail slip. 

Joshua seemed entranced by you as you talked, smiling at your every word and blushing slightly whenever you complimented him. You sat there talking with him for longer than you expected, and soon lost track of the time completely. You only realised that it might have been a bit too long when the street lamps flickered on and you felt the chill from the night air.

Joshua glanced at his phone time, “Oh, it’s already after 9 pm. You should get home.”

You nodded, “It’s not far, so I’ll just walk.”

“I can’t let you walk back in the dark, even if it is close.” Joshua insisted, offering you his hand with a smile. 

You took it gingerly, walking back to your old apartment hand-in-hand, taking as long as possible to prolong the time spent together. But even when purposefully walking as slow as you could, you arrived at your apartment building sooner than either of you would’ve liked.

“I feel like there’s… something missing?” You said what Joshua was also thinking.

He paused, butterflies going wild in his stomach, “May I?” He asked softly, leaning in slightly. You nodded, closing your eyes and leaning up to meet him halfway. 

As soon as your lips touched it was like everything made sense. It felt so right, so perfect. He was the one meant for you. He was your soulmate.

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[fairyhaos]

ও joshua hong: friends to lovers trope

requested by anon: hi i’m so glad you opened your requests again<33 can i request joshua f2l hc/thoughts and how he’d confess or the sweet things he does for reader and maybe the members already knew idk whatever you feel like it. thank you!<3

pairing: joshua x gn!reader

genre: fluff, headcanon, high school f2l

word count: 406

warnings: none

notes: no one talk to me this is all im gonna be thinking about for the rest of the day goodbye

high school friends to lovers? with joshua hong? oh damn.

i imagine it as a friendship that blurs the lines into romance far, far too often.

is he kissing your cheek in a ‘you’re my best friend’ way or is it something more? when he says ‘i love you’ does he mean it in that way or is it just a Friend thing to do? who knows.

your friendship is playful, teasing, full of nonsensical bickering and light shoulder punches and dramatically feigned hurt feelings, and joshua is someone who will always make you smile the widest

but also, it’s the gentlest and most caring friendship ever

he’s so attentive of you. always carries around a spare umbrella for you during the rainy seasons, always has snacks in case you’re hungry or skipped a meal, always has his arms open for you to cry into when you’re upset.

he’s the Best friend ever actually. maybe even the best boyfriend too—

and that’s what makes him pause. he cares about you, so much, and it’s as he’s realising that perhaps he cares about you more than a friend should that he realises that…

oh.

he’s in love with you.

joshua strikes me as the type to simply take a realisation like that in his stride. 

perhaps his gestures get sweeter, and he lingers a little too long before letting go of your hand, but it’s nothing too big. he can handle his feelings. 

right?

the breaking point, i think, is when he’s terrified that he’s going to lose you.

you’re his best friend, his light, his everything, and now, you’re the one who holds his heart.

so when you start talking about finding someone, moving on from a crush you’ve had for ages (which he somehow didn’t know about), that’s when he panics.

he’s still reluctant to confess, unwilling to force his feelings onto you when he thinks that they’re most certainly unwanted. because you’ve had that ‘crush’ of yours, haven’t you? so it’s not like you’d have had time to return his feelings.

it takes jeonghan, and maybe even seungcheol, to finally give him the push to tell you how he feels, but once he makes his mind up about it, he’ll do it.

of course, he wants you to be happy, wants you to find your own happiness, but he also wants to show you that you’ll only be your happiest…

if you’re with him.

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[sweetiesicheng]

joshua - soundcheck

word count : 662

let me just say i wrote this before the scandal happened, and also the scandal was so stupid imo okay thanks bye

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"head through here and you'll be able to go to soundcheck," one of the managers said to you as they pointed out where to enter.

"okay. thanks," you replied with a smile.

you left backstage and joined the crowd that was waiting for soundcheck to start.

this is so exciting!

you smiled as you thought about the concert. tonight was the night of their third concert on this tour, and it had already been great. you haven't been to a soundcheck before, not that it was anything too special, but you were excited to see everything.

you walked around and managed to snag a spot right at the barricade. fans were looking through their phones or taking pictures as all of you waited for soundcheck to start.

a few minutes later, and the soundcheck started. seventeen came out and greeted everyone. you smiled and waved at the guys when they noticed you were at the barricade.

their soundcheck started as the first song played. the guys marked the choreography while still giving all of you a good show. you knew which sings they were doing, so you got to hear carats yell out of excitement when they heard specific songs.

once their soundcheck was over, the guys waved at fans and said thank you. just as they were about to head back, joshua walked over to the edge of the stage across from you. he crouched down and grinned before speaking into his microphone.

"do you... believe in love at first sight?"

you stood there like a deer in headlights, trying to process what just happened. carats looked at you in confusion, and you didn't know what to do.

—

what. just. happened.

after the soundcheck, you waited for fans to stop paying attention to you and headed backstage with your pass. you went to the main dressing room and sat there feeling confused.

he just revealed our relationship.

what?

maybe they think he was just playing.

but they were all staring at me.

will they believe that?

"hey, earth to y/n? you okay?"

"i think she's malfunctioning."

"she definitely is."

"shua hyung, did you not tell her yet?"

"tell me what?" you asked, finally out of your trance when you heard someone call for your boyfriend.

joshua walked up to you with a small cake in his hands. "surprise," he said to you, "we're public."

you put the cake in your lap, and you looked at him in disbelief while he smiled at you. suddenly, some of the guys started singing a congratulatory song in the dressing room along with some of the staff members.

you moved the cake out off your lap and hugged joshua tightly. you felt overjoyed but shocked at the sudden announcement.

"you should've told me, stupid..."

joshua just laughed and hugged you back.

"thank goodness, now i can complain about them on weverse," dino immediately said.

"how about all of us go on weverse together without joshua and complain?" mingyu spoke up.

"you guys know we can hear you, right?" joshua asked while looking at some of the guys, making you laugh. he looked back at you, "they released a statement an hour ago since they knew you'd be on tour. guess they were sick of us sneaking around," he said to you.

you laughed again, "well, sneaking around was a lot of fun."

"oh god, we get it. you two are dating," s.coups spoke up from the couch he was sitting on.

"and all of you are just jealous," you replied with a smile.

"y/n," joshua called you and moved to sit next to you. he had grabbed the cake and put it on his lap. "come on, we gotta eat this."

"you know...i do believe in love at first sight," you said to him, making both of your smiles grow.

"oh really? guess what, me too," he said to you before kissing your cheek. "love you, cutie."

"i love you more, handsome."

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