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PAIRING: txt × gn!reader
WARNING + MENTIONS : idk not proof read ig ? I did it in a rush tbh
Yeonjun
• the bestfriend trope
• Very very confident and flirts w you
• Tho when it comes to Crushing on you he is the one blushing 😋
• BIG BIG BIG FLIRT & a tease too but he knows yours boundary.
• would spend hours talking to you if it's over text or call
• enjoys spending time w you
• specially if it's private ( No not sexual calm down)
• so in love w you
• star gazes w u
• you two sing songs together
Soobin
• SO FUCKING SHY
• he malfunctions when your near him
• it took him months to just accept he has trh biggest fattest crush on you
• litreally simp
• even in 6ft radius he blushes
• but if you go near him he is a whole red tomato
• Talks about you w his friends 24/7 and thinks about you constantly
• helping you around and Giving you a drive or walk to the home is his way of showing his liking towards you
• checks up on you
• sends good morning text sometimes because he knows it's annoying if he sends one regularly cus he has uncle's who send him Facebook goodmorning memes everyday
• bonded more over you two's love of anime
• u would sometimes drop over or have sleepovers at his house
• heart eyes for u
Beomgyu
• so needy for your affection
• and your aware of it
• litreally attached to you
• looking confident outside his heart inside is bursting and he is having a internal freakout
• like Jun he likes teasing you
• he also gives you smsm affection and give u compliments as much as he receives
• he would stare at you lovingly for hours or well as long as you weren't looking at him
• sometimes he would be late to turn his head otherwise around and you would catch him staring at you
• litreally has heart eyes for you like soobin
Taehyun
•he tried to convince himself hego no crush and boom he realises he does
• he's like trying to pretend he doesn't have a crush
• tsundere
• 24/7 denies when he is asked if he has a crush on u
• but is busted on his lies real quick
• takes him some weeks to accept he got a crush on u
• just like soob he does small things to show his liking for u
• always helps you whenever he can
Huening kai
• Stop he is Beomgyu and soobin combined except he doesn't really tease as much
• but the urge to tease sometimes does come out
• god he was so shy and pretty when he first realised he got a crush on u
• Always trying to make you happy
• same humor
• "you look pretty the most when you smile"
• "but it's not like you don't look pretty always"
• pretty clingy
• gives you back hugs
• maybe he is teeny tiny dow-
• fuck it he is down down bad for you but not as much as soobin tho :]
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BLUE CRUSH
PAIRINGS: guitarist!beomgyu x afab!reader, surfer!yeonjun x afab!reader
GENRE: fluff, romance, love triangle, multichoice, smut, nsfw. (all depending on the paths you choose) somewhat plot heavy.
WARNINGS: your choices matter for the outcome!! you can choose not to engage in nsfw. IMPORTANT!! DON’T CLICK ON RECOMMENDED POSTS!! follow the links carefully and if you get lost, click back to the beginning to retrace your choices. (praying you won’t get lost.)
FEAT: le sserafim yunjin, le sserafim chaewon
SUMMARY: after a college-induced mental breakdown, you convince your parents to let you go back to your hometown and stay at your grandma's beach house for the summer. you used to be the ugly girl growing up, but not anymore. it´s your choice to opt for flirty and charismatic surf coach yeonjun (your childhood crush who had never noticed you until now) or gentle and romantic beomgyu (the boy who's always had a secret crush on you)
poor naive you had always wanted to be a writer, and poor naive you thought that a literature degree would help you become one.
you worked your whole life to get into a good university, thinking that it would be different from high school. that you would learn critical thinking instead of soulless arbitrary facts and trivia, that classes would be passionate and that exams wouldn't consist of just throwing up memorised material to be forgotten the next day.
poor you. after a year of linguistics and syntax courses you realised you hadn't been able to read a single book or write a single paragraph. was that really it? was college also gonna be a competitive hell of always studying but never really learning?
sick and tired of uni, you tell your parents that you need to get out of the city. you need time to think and make decisions about your future. however, and rather strategically, you don't specify which decisions. you don't mention that you´re thinking about quitting school, or that you'd like to become a full-time writer. you don't want to worry your parents as much as you don't want them to kill you.
after some hard negotiations, you succeed in getting them to let you spend the summer at your grandmother's beach house, back in the town where you grew up.
after a few phone calls and arrangements, your grandmother is not only delighted with your visit but has even offered to find you a part-time job. she says she knows of a small book shop in town where they could use some help. that's perfect! a bookshop sounds like a dream job! now all you have to do is pack your bags!
after you're done packing your essentials, you still have space to pack one more thing. choose one! (note, some are more important than others. also, remember your choice!):
books. are they really that necessary though? i mean, you got a job at a book shop. what could go wrong?
an extra swimsuit. trust me, you don’t wanna borrow a bikini from chaewon.
camera. remember, a picture is worth a thousand words.
besides your bag, you're allowed to carry one more piece of luggage on the train ride. which are you choosing?
yoga mat. after all, the concept of this retreat is to ponder, decide on your future and better your mental health. yoga and meditation are definitely the way to go. many people think that the beach is the perfect place to meditate.
guitar. that poor guitar that has been sitting in a corner of your room untouched for the past three years. now that you’re gonna have free time for the first time in your life, why not give it a try? you're probably gonna need someone to teach you tho.
please !! as you go on, don't be shy to comment the choices you make so i get to know your tastes better!! pretty please :)
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THE BOY IN THE DARK
you chose to say home
if you're new here, go back to the beginning !!
after saying goodnight to huening kai, who left the room stumbling around in a pretty hilarious state of tipsiness, you do your best to tidy up the mess you both left behind. but let's face it, grandma's got this uncanny ability to sniff out chaos no matter how well you try to hide it. with a shrug, you figure you'd deal with the inevitable scolding when the time came and finally head up to your room.
you're itching for a shower—it's the perfect remedy to shake off that lingering smell of travel and feel fresh and clean before going to sleep. it isn't all that late, and lucky for you, your room had its own bathroom. so, you decide to treat yourself to a late-night shower without worrying about waking anyone else up.
before cranking up the water, you do a quick sound check, making sure your playlist won't blast through the house. thankfully, the coast is clear, and you can shower to your heart's content with some music. as you shower, you don't hear a thing coming from any other part of the house... but the door bell rings without you noticing it. six times.
done with the shower and back in your room, you finally get comfy and snuggle up in bed. but then it hits you – you have those cigarettes tucked away in your bag. you hadn't planned on smoking inside the house, not really sure about which the consequences would be grandma-scolding-wise, but with everyone knocked out and your room leading to a balcony, why not?
so, you grab your smokes and throw on a hoodie, sneaking out onto the balcony for some alone time. you're glad to discover that, unlike in seoul, the stars are perfectly visible here.
however, as you're about to light up your cigarette, something suddenly whizzes past your face, making you jump. you flinch, thinking it could be a bird or some disoriented bat. but then, another object grazes your cheekbone, and when you look down, there's a pebble chilling on the ground. weird.
you're just about to lean over the balcony to see what's going on when you hear a voice, a bit desperate sounding, saying, "huening-ah, come on! i never ask for anything!"
and from the content of the message, it could've been yunjin. but the voice was male.
your curiosity all fired up, you lean in, trying to catch every word as the voice shifts from a whisper-yell to a full-on shout. "huening, i know you're awake! fucking quit ignoring me!" more pebbles come flying, this time with better aim, landing near huening's room, which just happens to be adjacent to yours.
then, a frustrated "screw it" is followed by rustling in the nearby tree branches. your eyes go wide as you see a hand emerge from the foliage, gripping the fence of kai's balcony. slowly, a figure emerges—a boy, his features all shadowed by the night. you squint, trying to see better, but all you can make out is his silhouette against the moonlit sky.
"are you trying to rob us?" you blurt out.
in the darkness, you get to distinguish his eyes going wide in surprise as he meets your gaze. all from the shock, he slips and disappears back into the foliage. you hear the unfortunate thud of his fall and his pained groans from the ground.
you lean over the balcony, trying to get a better look. "shit, are you okay?" you call out. "wait, i'm coming down!"
without wasting a moment, you dash down the stairs and out of the house, where you find the boy, grimacing and clutching at his knee.
"is it bad?" you ask.
he meets your gaze. "agonising."
"let me take a look," you offer, even though you know your medical skills are pretty much non-existent. it's just something people say, right? you breathe a sigh of relief when you realize it's just a bloody wound – painful, yeah, but nothing too serious.
"thank goodness," you mutter, "i'd probably pass out if it was worse, like a bone sticking out or something."
"oh, it was," he says, wincing a bit. "but i managed to shove the bone back in myself. a real man wouldn't shed tears over a scratch on the knee… it was major. like medieval torture kind of pain..."
you chuckle. "well, wanna come inside? i'm definitely no doctor, but I can at least offer some sanitizer or slap a band-aid on that."
"um… y-yeah. sure, yeah," he stammers before following you into the house.
as you step into the room, the warm glow of the lights falls gently across his face, revealing features you hadn't fully appreciated until now. that's when you recognise him. he got hot during our senior year. he's mellowed out since then. and there he stands, his deep brown eyes catching the light, bangs brushing softly over his eyebrows, pretty lips. this is isn't a normal type of hot. it´s manhwa character hot, or promising young actor hot, or disney prince kind of of. definitely not beomgyu, that one shy kid from middle school.
you see him standing there, kinda awkward, like he's not sure what to fo or where to go, probably waiting for a cue on where to sit down. It's kinda cute, you think, this boy dressed like he's in the bassist of an indie band, looking all lost. "please, get comfortable," you finally say, breaking the silence. "i bet you've spent more time in this house more than me in the past few years."
"you know who i am?" he asks, sounding surprised. he doesn't seem thrilled about it. like he doesn't like being recognised, specially by you, who knew him only during middle school. you get the feeling.
"yeah, i remember you swingin' by to help grandma with her garden when she got the injury... and we used to be in the same class. plus, yunjin mentioned you... she gave me a brief introduction to huening's friends, really. so I just kinda put two and two together..." you start explaining, but then you spot a trickle of blood on his leg. "oh, hold on, let me grab the first aid kit... i'm sure grandma keeps it in the same spot..."
as you shuffle your way to the kitchen, he remains standing still in the middle of your living room, mentally pinching himself at this reunion that means way more to him than it does to you. but, of course, you're completely clueless. he's some cute boy you met years ago.
"take a seat, take a seat..." you instruct him, pointing at the couch, and he obeys. he settles onto the cushions as you make your way towards him, rummaging through the first aid kit. your fingers skim over all sorts of stuff as you try to figure out what might help with his scrape. getting yourself situated at his feet, you plonk the kit down next to you for easy access to whatever you might need.
with a cotton pad and iodine in one hand and a wet cloth in the other, you pause, momentarily unsure of the proper procedure. "huh. do you have any idea how to tend to a wound like this?" you ask, but get no answer. you decide that the correct step is to clean it with water, selecting the wet cloth as your working tool. "beomgyu? did you hit your head too?" you ask, glancing up at him. but he seems lost in thought, his gaze distant and unfocused.
he breaks away from his trance, his eyes refocusing on you, perhaps by you calling your name, perhaps by the wet cloth touching his skin. "i... sorry," he mumbles softly, "i'm not usually this quiet. seeing you is just like... being the middle school me again."
"is that a good thing?"
"i don't know yet,"
"well, I'm not that fond of my middle school self either," you confess, a wry smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you focus on cleaning the blood from his leg.
he watches you work in silence, his thoughts swirling beneath the surface, until he finally speaks up. "you were cool," he says, his voice soft. "i always thought you were cool. i'm sorry nobody else saw that. It sucks, feeling so powerless… and getting picked on all the time. i should've stood up, done something but i was too shy. it sounds kinda shallow, but that's just... how i feel."
you offer him a reassuring smile. "they would've targeted you too. just like what happened to kai," you say, and your words keep coming out, fueled by the soju. "actually, the worst part wasn't even the bullying. it was everything that came after, how it changed me. i spent the rest of my life trying to prove to everyone that i was cool and smart and not the kind of person who should get bullied. but it broke me, all that work... striving for nothing. what good did it do? i stepped in here now as an adult and i felt just as small and helpless, like i was back to being a twelve-year-old girl again... i'm sorry, i kind of overshared...."
"you're good," he said, offering a warm smile. "and you're too hard on yourself. you know, huening and yunjin were always there to lay anyone out if anything happened..." he hesitates, then adds, "but now i am, too." he says, and you mutter a thanks, before he continues, "you probably don't remember me too well..."
"but i do–" you try to say, but he cuts you.
"not as much as i remember you." he says.
you're a bit flustered at this, not really knowing what he means, so you focus back on your medical duties. when you're done cleaning and disinfecting the wound, you tap his knee, "there you go, done. didn't even shed a tear, you're a tough guy… oh, and would you look at this!" you say, holding up a treasure you just found in the aid kit: a box of hello kitty band-aids. you slap two on his knee, forming a cross. "cutified war scars."
"it's a look, honestly," he replies with a smile, and he means it. and he does look pretty adorable, you think to yourself. but you quickly shake the thought away. you're not big on catching feelings. you grew up thinking nobody would ever like you, so you taught yourself not to like anyone. but funny thing is, he grew up with the same mindset. your coping mechanisms might've been different, but the sentiment was shared.
"anyway, i should get going. i've got work tomorrow," he suddenly announces, getting up from his seat.
"yeah, same here."
"oh, you got a job? where at?" he asks with sudden interest.
"just this bookstore near wavecrest beach..." you reply, noticing his face light up for reasons unknown to you.
"cool, that's cool! you gotta grab your coffee at the cuppa corner," he says with a sparkle in his eye. "they make the best one around."
"i will," you respond. "oh, by the way... not trying to pry, just curious... what brought you here in the first place?"
he tilts his head, a grin playing on his lips as he gestures towards his car parked outside. "oh, I was hoping to drag kai along to this... well, let's call it a spontaneous hangout."
you share a knowing chuckle. "well, he's completely knocked out. soju got the best of him."
his laughter fills the hallway, and you stare at him with a fool's smile. you think he's even more handsome when he's laughing. "it´s alright. i'll catch him next time," he says with a shrug, a twinkle in his eye.
"well, it was nice talking to you." you say.
"yeah, likewise. sleep well," he smiles, already making his way towards his car. there's a fleeting moment where he seems like he wants to say more, but he ultimately decides against it.
so that just happened.
so that just happened. you're gonna go to bed thinking of beomgyu, but you better fall asleep; first day of work tomorrow !!
(coming soon...)
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