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trsrina · 1 year
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hiii!! i love ur blog is so pretty ~ can i request angst w a mix of fluff for jihoon from trsr ? thank you in advance <3
ofc!! thank you so much 😭😭
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MIDNIGHT Treasure Jihoon
written in second person pov, gender neutral reader, established relationship, fluff, angst warning!! anxiety in a relationship? wc : 565
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another sleepless night with your mind clouded by thoughts that keep you up, different possibilities entering your head.
turning over to face the digital clock that sits on your bedtime table, the glowing of the number ‘00:00’ comes into your vision.
you have college in six hours yet you’re still wide awake, talk about sleep deprivation. as your mind wanders off, you think about your boyfriend, jihoon, he’s probably still in the practice room, practicing for his upcoming stages.
that was also one of your many worries that keep you up, your boyfriend being an idol, you have your insecurities but the thought of you just being a waste of your boyfriend’s time and how he could do so much better than you like how others tell you.
just in time, it seems that your boyfriend decided to have a late night visit or it’s an intruder as you hear your front door open with footsteps towards your bedroom.
it’s 12 in the morning and you simply don’t have any energy left to check if it’s jihoon or an intruder that could possibly murder you, if death decides to welcome you then let it be.
“good morning, sleeping beauty, why are you still awake?” the familiar voice of the man of your dreams rings in your ears, you automatically sit up to welcome him in your arms, feeling the warmth of his body which is from the sweat from his vigorous practices.
“nothing, just thinking of stuff, what are you doing here? you must be tired from practice. you should’ve gone straight to the dorms,” you worriedly said as he held your hands, comfortably getting into your bed though he’s covered in sweat and kinda stinks.
“what was going on in your pretty mind?” jihoon lays beside you, playing with your messy hair with his hands, staring in your glistening eyes.
noticing the tears threatening to fall from your eyes, jihoon knew something was wrong, “what’s wrong? you can tell me,” he caressed your hair, hoping to give you as much comfort as he can.
“it’s just,” before you knew it, your tears started falling down like waterfalls, uncontrollably crying in your knight in shining armour’s arms, “everything’s so stressful and i have been so tired lately. everything with just school and just sometimes, i think you deserve better than me and i’m just not worth your time.”
“what are you even talking about? i love you so much, alright? you’ll always be worth it and we deserve each other. i love you through all your insecurities and imperfections, no matter what happens,”
jihoon whispered those words softly into your ears, welcoming you in his warm embrace, giving you the affirmation you needed.
“thank you, i can’t even begin to describe how much i love you,” you buried your face into his shoulder, soaking his already sweat-soaked shirt with your tears, hiding your puffy eyes and tear-soaked face.
“hey, come on, let me see your beautiful face,” jihoon tries to cheer you up, moving your face to face him and looking into your eyes with an adorable smile that never failed to give you comfort.
“there now, stop crying, alright? i love you,” he hugged you again with your heavy breaths slowly slowing down.
you relax in his embrace and sooner than you know it, you fell asleep in his arms, your midnight insomnia vanishing.
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AHHH IM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE hope you liked it lol pls like and reblog lol pls
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sandwichrin · 2 years
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A Little into You (Junkyu x Reader) (Ch. 35)
Chapter 35 - Back to reality Word count: 4.4k words Genre: Fanfiction, PG13, Comedy, Romance, slight Angst.
A/N: Hello~ I’m back with chapter 35! Drama lesgoooo >< I’m jk, i miss you all! Hope y’all enjoy this one 🧡💖 i miss reading y’all’s comments too! Take care and love y’all <3
It had been a day after your Treasure friends had returned to the city, and now it was your turn to leave.
Dongyun helped put your luggage into the trunk of the cab that your boss had sent out to Haenam to go pick you up—as he had promised when he had sent you away last week.
“Ahh, this sucks,” your childhood friend sighs out loud. “Sure I can’t have you to stay for another week?” he asks.
“You tell that to Joonyoung-ssi,” you said as you rolled your eyes. “Oh wait, I mean, Mr Bae;” you corrected as you remembered that your boss’ mum was standing not far from you and Dongyun.
Dongyun chuckled at your action, him wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “Gosh, I was getting used to having you around too,”
“I know. But hey, your semester break is ending soon too, no? You won’t be here either if I stayed any longer you know,”
Dongyun was about to answer you back when he felt someone pinching his forearm, making him yelp.
“Ahhh! Aunt Nari what was that for??” He unwrapped his arm from you and rubbed the spot that got pinched on his other arm.
“Hmph. You had the nerve to put your arm around my girl here when you rejected her countless of times now,” the lady grumbled, making you laugh out loud as your friend gets nagged upon by her.
“Now—I didn’t reject her. I rejected the idea of marrying her and being matchmade with her,” he corrected Aunt Nari.
“Aigoo! Exactly the same! Now, don’t stand too close to Y/n. I’m gonna take good care of her and make sure my future son-in-law wouldn’t have to worry about being jealous of you two,” she nagged as she pushes Dongyun to the side gently.
You scrunched your face at what you heard. “Ew who are you matchmaking me with again this time?”
“Hey! Be nice! It’s that gentleman friend of yours of course! Jaehyuk-ssi will definitely take good care of you, you know.” She beamed happily just by the mention of Jaehyuk. Wow, he must’ve really impressed your Aunt Nari; you thought.
Dongyun burst out laughing as he heard this. “Hah, Aunt Nari is shipping you with another guy aside from Junkyu!”
“H-hey! You don’t have to say it out that loud!”
“Hm? Junkyu? I was talking about Jaehyuk, Dongyun-aa. Did you clean your ears properly this week?” Aunt Nari responded, missing the point of what Dongyun had meant earlier.
“Nooo I was saying—”
“Okay, okay hold it up you both. Let’s not talk about my love life any further, please?” you stopped them before their discussion could escalate. Gosh, why are they so interested in your love life though?? If you had let their conversation gone any further you wouldn’t be surprised they’ll be talking about naming your future kids too. You shuddered from the thought.
 *
YG Building (Treasure’s Practice Room)
Junghwan entered the practice room with his bagpack hanging on one side of his shoulder. He was still in his school uniform too, implying that their manager had just fetched both him and Jeongwoo from school.
“Oh, Junghwan! Where’s Jeongwoo?” Jihoon greeted the maknae when he sees the boy entering the room.
“He’s just stopping by the convenience store downstairs,”
“Huh, he better not get any more ramen cup. He’s had two yesterday.” The leader complained to himself.
“Enough about that, hyung,” Junghwan said as he approaches Jihoon who was sitting on the floor.
It seemed like they were all just chilling in the room. Probably waiting for the rest of their members to arrive before they begin with practice.
The only ones in the room right now were Jihoon, Hyunsuk, Junkyu, Yoshi and Yedam. Including Junghwan that had just arrived of course. The rest were probably hanging out somewhere else in the building.
Junghwan places his bag beside his hyung, sitting beside him right after.
“Hyung, how was the trip at Y/n-noona’s hometown? Did you all have fun??”
“Aigoo, why are you asking me? You should ask Jaehyuk since you guys live in the same dorm,”
“No way. When he arrived last night he immediately entered his room,” Junghwan pouted. “Instead, when I asked about how the trip went, he replied with ‘Later~’,” Junghwan imitated his Jaehyuk’s singsong voice, making Jihoon laugh.
“So yeah, tell meeee,” Junghwan pleaded.
“Alright, alright,” Jihoon said as he laughs. “I can show you pictures I took there,” he picked his phone up from the cold floor, unlocking his phone screen to open up the gallery.
Junghwan scoots over close to his hyung excitedly, ready to see pictures of the places you grew up in, not to mention pictures of you; he hoped. He hadn’t seen you for over a week and he had missed you terribly in that short period of time too.
The both of them focused on Jihoon’s phone with him telling about the places from the pictures. He showed your school, your favorite bakery, the local convenience store where you and Dongyun posed with V signs in front of it, the beautiful fields that you had brought them on tour through.
Hyunsuk, Junkyu, Yoshi and Yedam listened as well to Jihoon’s description of the pictures—even though they weren’t looking at the pictures themselves, they smiled as they listened to him talk.
Junghwan listened attentively; almost like an innocent child listening to a bedtime story as he stares in amazement at the pictures Jihoon showed him. He was amazed by the place you grew up in, the places you liked. In fact, he was amazed how such a small town had produced such a wonderful person like you; his favorite noona.
While he was happy looking at the beautiful sceneries and places that Jihoon had took photos of, he couldn’t help but wonder if his Jihoon-hyung has pictures of you as well.
“Oh and these roses! These are—”
“Hyung,” Junghwan interrupts Jihoon as he was happily talking about the potted plants in his picture now.
“Yeah?” The hyung stopped talking.
“Do you…have pictures of Y/n noona?”
“Of course. There’s one just now, right?” Jihoon said as he swiped back to the picture of you and Dongyun posing in front of the convenience store.
Junghwan shakes his head, “No, no! I can’t see noona clearly in this one. Besides, she’s posing with a dude I don’t know of,” he whined, a little tinge of sulkiness sounding in his voice.
“Easy, here you go,” Jihoon tapped on his phone to zoom on the picture, your face now more visible on the screen.
“Hyuuunngggg you know what I mean!” Junghwan was at the point of groaning in frustration at this point.
Jihoon laughed at the maknae’s reaction, along with the rest of the members in the room. “Sorry, sorry. I was just kidding.” He ruffled the kid’s hair.
“I don’t think I have any other pictures of her though to be honest. It’s just this one.”
“Oh…”
“Oh wait—” Jihoon said as he remembered something. He remembered taking a group photo with you last night before departing back to the city.
“There’s one we took before we left last night. Aunt Nari helped took the photo,” he swiped to the most recent photo in his camera roll, showing the young boy beside him the picture of him, Junkyu, you, Jaehyuk, Dongyun and Hyunsuk posing in front of their black van.
“Aww Y/n-noona looks so small beside you guys!” Junghwan smiled as he looks at the photo. But then, slowly, his smile fades as he zooms in on the picture.
“Hyung…why does noona look like she had been crying? And Hyunsuk-hyung too,” he added as he moved to look at everyone’s faces in the photo.
“Hyung?” Junghwan asked again when he realised everyone in the room going silent.
The maknae looked around the room, trying to read his hyungs’ expressions, noticing how Yedam and Yoshi were as clueless as he is. His Junkyu-hyung looked like he was thinking about something as well—probably curious on what Junghwan meant when he noticed you and Hyunsuk’s post-crying face in the picture.
“Okay Junghwan, let’s just…uh, continue looking at other pictures, okay?” He heard the younger leader beside him say, making him turn to look at him.
Junghwan nods his head slowly, deciding that maybe this wasn’t the time to question his Hyunsuk-hyung’s guilty expression a moment ago, along with his Jihoon-hyung’s awkward response in trying to move on from the subject they were on.
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PEWA Groups (after lunchtime)
“Y/n!” Soomin squealed as she sees you enter through the office doors.
You smiled at your team leader, feeling glad to see her after some time. She beckoned you to approach her desk, so you did just that.
“Soomin-unnie, hello,” you greeted her with a smile once you reach her table.
Soomin, instead of responding to your greeting, extended her arm to give you a pinch—making you scream.
“H-hey! Watch it,” you flinched away from her, making her grin at your reaction.
“Good to have you back, Y/n. Also—what’s with not replying my texts??” she was leaning back into her chair, her arms crossed against her chest as she stares at you.
“Uh, thanks for welcoming me back?” you stated sarcastically before continuing, “What? No, I didn’t get your texts,”
“That’s silly. I didn’t text the wrong number, did I?”
“Well…you kinda did,”
“Huh? I don’t get it,”
You shook your head, thinking of it as a hassle to explain to her about your boss giving you a junk phone and confiscating your own phone.
“Look, just come with me to Mr Bae’s office, please?”
Soomin looked at the opened books and files on her table; figuring that she could take a short break away from them. She was growing tired of reading the same chapters anyways.
“Okay sure,” she replied as she got up from her chair.
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PEWA Groups (Mr Bae’s Office)
*knock knock*
Joonyoung heard the subtle knocking, recognising the voice on the other side of his office door—obviously being his mother’s favorite student; also someone he’s grown used to looking out for. If he had been in a closer age range with you, the both of you would have hit it off like real siblings—he thought. But of course, there will always be a gap between you two. The both of you were purely connected through work—and only work. Aside from his mother of course. But Joonyoung didn’t mind it at all. He had already treated you like family anyways. He was just happy his mother has a girl companion since the only children she has are him and his brother.
After giving the instruction to enter his office, he sees your small figure showing up from the opening of his office door. And then Soomin appeared behind you.
“Oh? Soomin? I didn’t expect you to be here,” he said.
Soomin smiled apologetically. “I was just accompanying Y/n, uh, since she asked for it,”
He turned to look at you, questioning you with his gaze.
“Yeah, I did. Actually, I brought her here ‘cause I wanted you to explain to her that you confiscated my phone and gave me this stupid junk phone to survive with all the while I was in Haenam,” you huffed, slight dissatisfaction sounding in your voice.
Joonyoung chuckled at your serious expression. “Hmm. That’s true,” he said simply.
Soomin looked at the both of you confusedly. “Erm…so…Mr Bae took your phone away…? Which is why you didn’t reply to my texts…?”
You fold your arms against your chest and nod. “Exactly.”
“Now now, I saved Soomin’s number in that ‘junk’ piece of phone you’re holding right now, didn’t I? Now don’t blame me if you didn’t contact her,”
You bit your bottom lip from his response. Damn. He definitely said some truth.
“O-okay but I didn’t want to use the junk phone. I want my phone,” you frowned.
Your boss lets out a sigh and pulls out the bottom drawer of his desk. He picks up your phone and held it out—expecting you to take it from his hand.
You marched up towards him, grabbing your phone from his hand and then placing your junk phone in return.
Your boss smiled as he keeps the so-called ‘junk’ phone you kept complaining about back into the bottom drawer—not looking at it at all.
“Wha—it won’t switch on!” you panicked as you pressed the power button on your phone several times.
“Well, duh, I never charged it. It was kept in the drawer since the day you left for Haenam.”
You frowned even harder. “With all due respect, Mr Bae, sir, I charged the junk phone even when I didn’t even use it,”
Joonyoung shrugs and ignored your glare towards him. Instead, he turned to Soomin. “Right. So I only confiscated her phone ‘cause I know how much she would be stalking our company’s forum page and she’d probably sneak online to see all the nasty comments being said to her—only to let herself get hurt. Seems like a good idea to take it all away from her and send her away while we clean up our sites, no?”
Soomin nods in agreement, earning a shocked gasp from you to see your team leader siding with your boss’ actions towards you.
“Not gonna lie, that does sound like something Y/n would do,” she chuckled as she glances over at your still-shocked expression.
“No worries there though, we’ve cleaned up the sites and we’ve put up notices not to let any staff speak of that unfair incident that happened. We got you covered, Y/n,” she continued.
This time, you weren’t gaping or frowning at all. Instead you felt moved by your boss’ and team leader’s action. They have been protecting you. They didn’t want you to be affected by what had happened.
Just what did you do to deserve such good people in your life?
“Oh gosh, are you gonna cry about it?” Soomin teased you as she noticed your expression softening now.
You shook your head. “N-no,” you lied as you tried your best to suck your tears back into your pooling eyes. “I just…” you paused. “T-thank you…both of you…”
“No worries, Y/n,” Soomin smiled.
“Yup. I told you before, didn’t I? We’re family.” Your boss said this time.
You nod your head at the both of them, tears still pooling in your eyes.
“Ah, right! Since we’re here—” Soomin said in all of a sudden. “Hey boss is it okay if I steal Y/n away from the office for a while to get some errands done?”
“Sure. She’s your team member. Do what you guys want, as long as it’s not a crime,” he chuckled.
“Thanks!” Soomin beamed at your boss before turning to you. “Come on, Y/n. We need to get some stuff done before work ends,”
“Huh? Oh, s-sure,”
 *
“Noooo! I don’t want to be the third-wheel again!” You whined as Soomin tried to persuade you to leave her car.
“Oh come on Y/n! It’s gonna be a short while! We’re just returning the access cards,”
“Puh-lease. You’re gonna go meet your boyfriend while at that too. As if I don’t know,” you refute, knowing her intentions very well at this point.
Soomin grinned at you. “Hey, it’s not like I get to see him every day, you know. Besides, who knows you could go meet that kpop boyfriend of yours too,”
You felt your cheeks blush from what she said. “W-what? He’s not my boyfriend! We just…like each other that’s all. Besides—” you flipped your hair over your shoulder before continuing, “you can’t lie to me like this. You worked with Bomin-ssi every day for the past month! You did meet him every day before this, remember??”
Soomin rolled her eyes at your argument. “Enough, Y/n, we’re going in now.”
 *
YG Building
“Hi, I have an appointment with Mr. Bomin to return our access cards? Yup, from PEWA,” you heard Soomin inform the receptionist in the lobby.
You were standing a bit further away from her, grumbling to yourself about how underdressed you were if you were to even bump into your celebrity friends today. You were dressed in a dark grey tshirt, black jeans and your hair was tied into a low messy bun. You barely wore any make up too, silently thanking yourself for putting on some lip tint before heading to your office today.
You didn’t expect to be running work errands today, not at all. Instead, you thought that your plan for today was simply getting your phone back from your boss, saying hi to Soomin for a bit, stopping by your usual convenience store for some packed lunch and then heading home and just spending the day there before you get back to work the next day.
But noooo Soomin managed to persuade you to accompany her to YG’s offices.
You let out a sigh as your team leader walks ahead of you, turning back once to gesture you to follow her.
“Let’s go, Y/n. We’re heading up,” she said as you progressed your steps towards her.
The both of you scanned through the entry access point with the access cards you both had used for the past month; probably for the last time too, before returning it to Bomin in a short while.
 *
YG Building (6th Floor / Bomin’s Office)
“Come in,” Bomin answered as he heard the knock on his door.
His eyes lifted from his desk and widens along with his smile when he sees his girlfriend entering the room.
Okay but his smile faded when he saw you entering closely behind her.
“Oh, you’re here too,” he said sarcastically.
Obviously he meant to say that to you.
“Tsk, she has a name, Bomin. It’s Y/n, Y/n, get it?” Soomin nagged at him.
Bomin cursed silently under his breath, remembering how much his girlfriend adores you, to the point that she would even get into arguments with him just to defend you. Fine, he might as well behave himself for a bit just so he wouldn’t upset his girlfriend, he thought.
“Yes, that’s right. So sorry, my mistake. Hello, Y/n,” he responded with a slight sigh.
You could hear the obvious dissatisfaction in his voice to see you here.
“I’m here to return our access cards,” Soomin reminded him as she waved the stack of cards in her hands.
“Right. You can place them on the table,”
Soomin did as she was told and then she stood back to the same position she was seconds ago.
“So uh, you guys wanna get coffee?” Bomin asked, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him now, his nose scrunching a bit as if he just read something he didn’t like.
“Uhh, sure?” Soomin said in an unsure tone. She turned around to look at you, wondering if you were up for coffee with her boyfriend.
“Uhh, you guys go ahead. I uh, I’m just gonna go say hi to my friends—”
“Great!” Bomin’s voice cut you off.
He seemed pleased to not have you tagging onto his time with Soomin lol.
Bomin was already on his feet and checking his pants pocket for his wallet when you heard Soomin asking you if you were really okay with her not accompanying you.
“Nah, I’ll be fine. Enjoy your time with…him,” you smiled.
Soomin smiled happily back at you. She immediately turned to Bomin who was already standing beside her, his arm on her back.
“Okay! I want some ice blended mocha pleaseee. Can we get some of those today?” she said to him.
And for the first time, you saw Bomin’s gentle smile.
“Sure. Anything you want, jagi,” he beamed at his girlfriend, forgetting that you were still there.
“Yay! Let’s go!” Soomin said excitedly, making you giggle at her cute behaviour. This is probably her cute side when she’s around the person she loves, you thought to yourself.
“It won’t be long, okay? Text me if you want to go back later on,” Soomin said to you before she followed Bomin out his office door.
“Sure, I will,” you nod at her.
 *
YG Building (Treasure’s Practice Room)
“Hahahaaha again, again!!!” Doyoung laughs out loud as he records Jeongwoo dancing to this tiktok trending song.
“Okay calm down, hyung. That’s the third time you’ve asked him to do the dance,” Junghwan said to him.
“Yeah, but he just does it so cutely, no?” Doyoung said in between his laughs.
“Okay I’ll do it—but only one more time, okay??” Jeongwoo said as he points out a finger, indicating that it’s his last time doing the dance for the day.
“Okay, okay,” Doyoung nods as he giggles. His thumb was ready to press ‘record’ on his phone now.
Junghwan shakes his head at the both of them, though he was smiling at their antics. He proceeded to take a seat on the cold floor, resting up since both of his leaders had told them practice on their own today. They’re probably tired from their trip to Haenam too, he thought.
But of course, because their leaders have advised them to practice on their own, most of them ended up playing games, watching tiktok and doing their own activities; not that their leaders minded. Everyone probably needed the rest too.
And so, Junghwan was simply sitting cross-legged on the floor, taking in the scene of his hyungs relaxing and goofing around in the practice room—until he saw the practice room doors opening a little.
It seems like most of them were too busy minding their business to realise this so Junghwan sat up straight and wondered who could be entering at a time like this, especially since all of his members are already in the room.
And just as Junghwan was about to panic on his own—imagining that their CEO or any other higher staff were to peek on their practice today, he stopped moving when he saw the familiar face peeking into the room.
“Noona!” Junghwan shouted across the room, startling everyone, including you as you were halfway entering through the door.
Everyone immediately turned to look at the door, and you, as you entered fully now, closing the door behind you and facing them shyly after.
“Y/n! You’re here!” Jaehyuk exclaimed happily.
You nod at him and smiled at everyone, your heart pounding loud because having all 12 of them staring at you like this felt a little nerve-wrecking after not seeing most of them for a whole week.
Footsteps ran across the room, and then a pair of strong arms hugged you tightly, burying your head into his chest.
“Welcome back, I missed you, I missed you so much, Noona!” you heard the voice whispering above your head.
You pat his back gently, despite not being able to see his face right now. “Thank you, Junghwan. I missed you too,” you replied, your voice muffled against his school shirt.
“Aigoo, you’re gonna suffocate her to death if you don’t let go of her soon Junghwan-aa,” Jeongwoo spoke up, genuinely worried for your wellbeing.
Junghwan relaxed his grip around you, his arms now gently resting at your waist as he lets you turn to face the group again.
“I uh, dropped by to say hi since my team leader wanted to return our access cards,” you explained your presence there, with Junghwan still standing closely beside you.
“Ahh, I see.” Jaehyuk answered.
“Hyung, aren’t you gonna go and scream and hug Y/n too?” Haruto nudged Hyunsuk who was sitting beside him.
“Huh? I mean, I got to see her in Haenam already, so…”Hyunsuk replied solemnly. Though he still hasn’t got the strength to really look at you fully right now. 
“Oh.”
“So…you didn’t bring any souvenirs for us then?” Asahi asked in all of a sudden.
You panicked, remembering that you did get them all something but you didn’t think you’d stop by to see them today; hence you not bringing their gifts along with you.
Junghwan sensed you tensing up beside him making him respond for you, “Heyy, noona must be tired out from her trip back, we shouldn’t be asking for gifts from her,”
“N-no! I did get you guys something! I uh, I just didn’t bring it with me. But I’ll let you know when y’all can come over and get it okay?” you explained.
Asahi shrugs at the both of you, “Sure, okay”
“Heh, Junghwan-aa, you haven’t left Y/n’s side at all now. And you’re answering for her questions too. What are you, Y/n’s boyfriend now?” Yedam teased their maknae for his clinginess towards you.
“EYYYYYYY” this earned him loud groans of dissatisfaction from his members, making Yedam laugh at their response.
Junghwan immediately lets go of you, his arms no longer hanging onto your waist now. He tried to explain to his hyungs that ‘it wasn’t like that at all’ but some of them started teasing him harder when they saw his face going red all the while doing so.
You giggled at their teasings, feeling sorry for the maknae as he fought for his ground on his own.
However, you tried to steal a glance over at the guy that you’re in love with and you couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed that he wasn’t paying attention to you at all. Instead, he was busy staring at his phone in his hand.
Did he not realise you coming over? That’s impossible to say, since he’s not wearing any inpods or anything in his ears. Surely he heard you, didn’t he?
And while you were distracted with Junkyu, and most of the members were still busy teasing Junghwan, none of you realised the pair of eyes observing all of you in the room.
Haruto leaned back against the wall behind him, noticing how all of his hyungs that had gone on the trip to Haenam—not joining on the teasings nor were they looking like they were having a good time right now. Instead, they all looked upset about something, though he couldn’t pin on what the issue was.
His eyes looked over at you, noticing that you were looking distracted as well, even though you were smiling.
A soft sigh escaped his breath, wondering what had happened the time you all were in Haenam.
 To be continued…
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itsmegranchie · 2 years
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"Mashi, I think you look good"
"What?"
"Lemme take a photo"
"What?"
"You look good and I'm gonna take your photo. Got it?"
"Okay babe"
"1...2...3. Babe, don't move!"
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misa-ndry · 11 months
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heyyyy it's the anon with the gyuvin-would-be-a weed-smoker-if-the circumstances-allowed againnnn
i've drafted a few responses to ur post but forgot about them every time so i hope i didn't already wrote back to u on that subject and if i did my apologies i'm insane.
first of all hell yeah a fellow marlboro red truther ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 and i'd like to advocate for the korean menthol cigarettes, they r actually pretty good ! they're more like a gum than a cigarette rlly (they leave a minty taste in your mouth), ig they're so popular in korea cause it's kinda frowned upon to smoke but weirdly only during the day? during daytime you'll only see a couple construction workers blowing off some steam in a secluded street, but as soon as night falls ? especially in areas with a lot of clubs everybody has a cig in hand, they smoke in the middle of the club too.
you're soooo right about hanbin being a stress smoker vs zhanghao being much more laid back
i didn't mention gunwook in my og post but i don't think he smokes, his image is so different from how he actually is (everyone was so scared of him at the beginning of the show but he's rlly just a weeb model student) however!! i can see him taking part of the 04's shenanigans but never pick up the habit
now about keitaaaaaa
take this with a grain of salt (i watched ygtb and he was part of my dream lineup on bopeul but i didn't follow any of his activities outside of survival shows) idk if it's weird for me to say that but his dad looks like a smoker lmao (his family in general looked so fun and they didn't seem to follow the strict codes of japanese society???) so i think he dabbled in it pretty young, like it came naturally to him? he's not too into the menthol cigarettes either i feel. i'd so love to gossip w him on a smoke break. i think he knows how to roll too and i don't so it's automatically cool to me. i bet he'd be unfazed by the horrendous cuban cigarettes i'm smoking rn (for god's sake i can't even inhale but they were less than a euro a pack)
that's it ! call for me if you'd like me to elaborate on anything i love coming here and spill my silly thoughts. i'll be waiting for ur answer mwah
ps : you mentioned you were sick quite a few times so i wish you a speedy recovery and all the best <3
hiiii HIIII missed ya dont worry u didnt send other asks to my knowledge heheh but its fine to be a bit silly insane in my inbox no problem~
hmm if korean menthols are different than western menthols then maybe ill give it a shot. I mean I will when im there (in the not foreseeable future for a visit and also when I maybe move there to live w keita my future bf). I dont actually like gum though it makes me naseous so they might not be 4 me. and ahh yeah ive heard that it's impolite and maybe even illegal (??) to smoke on the streets in sk which I find interesting since I thought it was a country where smoking is popular. one of the reasons I hate the US is that they dont smoke there. disgusting. but aw its fun that you can smoke inside in clubs, altho I will say im happy smoking is banned most places inside now ahah. I feel bad that ur working thru a cheap pack of difficult smokes omg its so awful when u buy a pack to try it or get a pack from someone and its disgusting... but what can a broke ass girl do but smoke it...
yeah I agree w you on gunwook, scary baby prolly doesnt smoke. could only imagine him do vaping without nicotine in it and trying out tricks w the boys. at most party smoker but not regular, at least not how he is now. maybe some more years in the industry and some more accumulated trauma could lead to him smoking in the future... well lets hope not.
YESSSS KEITA KEITAAAA I fully agree!!! I love that his family seems so nonconventional, like his mom used to have bleached hair?? and his dad even has bleached hair now? he does look like a smoker. also japanese ppl smoke (as opposed to americans yuck) so it becomes even more likely.. doesnt the likelihood of smoking soar if a parent does it? I can def imagine he stole one of his dads cigarettes w his friends at some point when he was young and they all tried it passing it around in a circle hahah. actually I can imagine his mom smoking too, maybe skinny ones or menthols. but I dont think keita would smoke menthols, I agree w u on that. also, the family loves surfing which i connect with weed and although I dont believe they actually smoke weed (I think thats also cracked down on p hard in Japan and p uncommon compared to other places) but maybe thats why we feel like he can roll? I can too, but im not good at it.... I should start rolling again to save money... would also prolly smoke less then since id need to take the time to roll each one. he has small hands, nimble fingers to roll with. I wanna see him do that so badly omg ok I feel consolidated now, at the very least I dont think he would be too hateful about me smoking <333
ty so much im finally cured!!! its my own stupid decisions that kept me sick for this long heheh even tho I do blame mnet and kvoters for making me sick in the first place (since I got ill from keita not making bep1er) keita looked super healthy in his live this morning too <333
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mosviqu · 1 year
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watching ygtb and raging bc seunghun deserved better his voice ?????? and then i googled him bc i swear his face looked familiar and i was like theres NO way they didnt let this man debut imagine the reLIEF when i found out he's cix main vocal 😭😭
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Tbh it was really hard for me to sort them into the houses lmao but i guess the easiest and most natural ones were Jihoon and Hyunsuk cause they just scream Gryff energy tbh especially our small lil leader hyunsukie who also happens to be the captain of the quidditch team 🤧 yes sir u bet ur ass he plays so damn well and so damn swiftly too like please he is the reasom Ravenclaw will always lose in match against Gryffindor 💀
And jihoon seems like he could do in slytherin but i think he'd have Gryffindor in his head throughout the whole train ride tbh and the red dummies do sorta match with his loud and pretty abbrasive energy lmao but unlike hyunsuk he doesnt play quidditch and is actually more into making potions and herbology but ofc he wont ever say that aloud (or make me know he actually likes the two subjects) and just says quidditch is overrated and being in potions and herbology gives him more time for himself to do whatver he wants and not because he thinks its cool 🙄
And jeongwoo and junghwan are the newly first years who coincidentally came onto the same train just seconds before it leaves and they just look at each other like "wait arent u that neighbour of mine?? I didnt know you were a wizard too!" Cause yes they're both from muggle families who live in those suburban towns and were genuinely surprised when their kid started developing magic again and even got called by hogwarts
Jihoon is from a muggle family too but like unlike jeongwoo and junghwan his isnt completely without magic? Like jeongwoo and junghwan are like hermione and Jihoon is more like seamus (i think lmao) like his dad was a normie and he got all the magic from his eomma like that
if hyunsuk is playing imma go and watch every single match and i will also drag you, you can ponder about aliens invasions with kyu after the match. he'll always have the best sneakers on and when he gets the trophy and all he'll put on the coolest pair of shades ever.
jihoon is so basic lol he just doesnt play cos he'd be bad at it (not that im not trusting his guns but yeahh) and he's just trying to hide it. i wanna annoy him while he does his boring herbology homework lol aint nobody gonna look at your plants and leaves and stuff bro
jeongwoo and junghwan really be living my dream life cos i waited for myself to be called too but i guess that's just life.. also i kinda imagined tiny ygtb them having that conversation im suddenly soft 😭😭
better jihoon aint at slytherin or else draco wouldnt have been the nicest to him ....
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help i had a dream and it was so random 😭😭 yg treasure box was co-ed and della was in the final line-up for treasure
OMGOMG YOU DREAMT OF DELLA 😭😭😭 THAT MAKES ME SOO HAPPYYY
but yooo della in treasure.. her and doyoung would literally be the twins ‘cause they’re really similar somehow?? like jay listed it in kim f-ing doyoung
and omg she’ll be crazy chaotic there because treasure never turns off their chaos istg
in ygtb?? yang hyunsuk’s favourite frfr she’s prolly like yedam, haruto and jeongwoo. can y’all imagine their debut? ‘i just wanna be your boy’ lmao lessgaurr 🍄
plus: i also had a dream about della and wrote it on my notes app immediately after waking up but it just sounds so random lmao why are my dreams always like this
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aplateoflasagna · 2 years
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TREASURE's 1st concert TRACE
Just going to put down my thoughts because I have so many feelings about Treasure's first concert 🥲. I screen recorded the concert and rewatched it three times already 😭 (i also forgot to mute my desktop so me laughing, crying, clapping and saying 'cute' like a 100 times was also recorded lol)
They opened the show with JIKJIN, Boy and Going Crazy?? That's insane! I remember Jihoon saying that performing MMM after Boy during Teuday was too difficult and they'd never do that again but this seems worse??? such intense choreo for all 3 songs but honestly? still nailing it. They finally performed Going Crazy fully live! (i'm not counting Shoppee, i really think that was pre-recorded) And they wore such beautiful stage outfits for the opening! 💕 Hyunsuk, Mashiho, Junkyu and Yedam looked like actual princes. 🙈
Going Crazy EDM version??? Orange Dance version?? Darari rock version?? Who thought of this????--- Let me shake your hand cause it was brilliant🤝 (sadly they didn't perform Slowmotion, Everyday or Gonna Be Fine though 🥲)
Jinhwan and Donghyuk from IKON and Papa YG attended the concert! Imagine performing in front of the people that made you want to become an idol 🥲 (Yang Hyunsuk being there was such a surprise and I hope they made him proud 💎)
Hyunsuk: Doing the most as always 🔥He performed Good Boy with his whole chest + I swear he rapped like 3 solo songs with all the adlibbs he did throughout the concert 😂 I bet he was so tired but he kept giving 100% and he kept talking to make the concert go smoothly. Srsly Hyunsuks charisma on stage is unmatched! He is such a joy to watch and he obviously loves performing so much 💙 He truly deserves all the praise he gets!! Hyunsuk was born to be on stage and when they do a YG Family concert (which they will!! I can feel it!!) he will fit right in with the greatest in the industry 💎 YOU KNOW WHO I AM!!
Jihoon: Jihoon singing those high notes for B.L.T. and It's Okay! I was so impressed! King behaviour 👑 Idk how he keeps getting better and better but he just does. He doesn't have a very unique voice like Junkyu or Mashi but he can belt high notes with the best of them. 🔥 + like, you really need some balls to cover Taeyang's part in Good Boy lol and he nailed it. I'm forever proud of Jihoon and I can't wait for how he'll impress us next time.
Yoshi: I remember Yoshi being so shy for Teuday but he was so full of confidence for TRACE 😭 When Teume clapped and were surprised by Yoshi's visual and he didn't know what was going on 🥰 deserved to go viral for that moment srsly. His rapping skills are sky high and I don't understand why he got overlooked before?? People finally seem to recognise his skill and give him the attention he deserves after JIKJIN came out. Like i obviously love all 3 guys but there is just something about his flow, his charisma etc Prince Yoshi!! 👑 Dark Horse Yoshi!! 🔥
Junkyu: ... I'm going to be honest, Junkyu completely blew me away. It's been so long since we heard him (confidently) sing live, I honestly thought he had developed a fear for singing live, that the pressure might have gotten to him or smth... But he did sooooo well and when they covered 'Really Really' I was just staring at the screen like 👀!! (also completely redeeming themselves for the kind-of-bad cover they did during debut days on KBS Cool FM/ they were nervous and unprepared I know). Also Junkyu looked gorgeous in the prince outfit!! 🥰 And he was absolutely adorable on stage! God, Kim Junkyu you are soooo effortlessly cute 🙈 I really couldn't stop looking at Junkyu throughout the entire concert because he looked so happy and confident and I love that for him!!
Mashiho: I've said it before and I'll say it again; Mashi was born to be on stage 🙌 Out of everyone, Mashiho stood out the most and reminded me why he was called 'Nations Center' during YGTB. He was the MVP for their 'Love Scenario' cover! Mashiho is truly Treasure's underrated ace. He can do it all! Sing, rap, dance, amazing stage presence etc. I need to see him as center more often 🙏The way he steals the show everytime they show him on screen. Also his hair! 😍The pink suits him so well!
Jaehyuk: I will never get tired of praising Jaehyuk ✨He's so humble and hardworking and always does his absolute best and what more can I ask for? He made a few mistakes on Teuday and as he himself said, he made a few mistakes on saturday aswell but that doesn't matter because sunday was perfect. 💕 Not a day goes by that I don't think about Jaehyuk and how lucky we are that Treasure has such a sweet guy as one of their members. He said that his nickname is 'Hardworking Genius Jaehyuk' and it fits him 100%. He acted like a natural on stage! All your hard work paid of Jaehyuk 💙 I'm so proud of him.
Asahi: Finally we heard him sing!!!! They turned his mic UP ⬆️. Sahi has such a beautiful voice but we barely hear it most times. What shocked me the most is that Asahi apparently only auditioned in 2018??? He was the last to join YG out of all the members apparently?? is that even possible? That means he was only at YG for a few months before participating in YGTB?? Also Asahi thanking his 'Mama + Papa' for their support 😭 Yes I did start crying. I know Kim Junkyu exists but Sahi was truly the cutest man alive at that moment (his shy smile!!!). He is also so handsome 💕 He's truly one of the most handsome people I've ever seen goddamn
Yedam: Yedam casually destroying his voice to give us Darari rock version 🤘I do feel like he's straining his voice too much?? or maybe it wasn't in perfect condition because they haven't had a break since January 🥲 When Yedam was performing Wayo and he let his head fall in his hands I started crying istg + He sang an unreleased english solo that he worked on for weeks in his studio before the concert 👑 But the lyrics though. Being unable to schoulder the pressure and needing people around you to help make things better. If this is autobioghraphic i hope Yedam finds support with his members, family and friends 💎 It must be incredibly difficult managing everyones expectations of you, maintaining that high standard for years and for more years to come. + Yedam crying at the end 😭 He couldn't really explain himself well but I think what he meant to say was that; Working so hard for so long, you start to forget what you're working towards. And finally remembering his goal at the concert. 🥲I've since then watched quite a few fancams of Yedam having an absolute blast (especially during the encore) and it made me so happy! Fighting Yedamie
Doyoung: Give Doyoung a center dance break and bigger parts in their songs!! 😭 I felt like i barely saw him during the concert :( but when they did show him on camera, he danced his heart out 💙 His facial expressions never fail and I'm happy he got such a big part for Love Scenario. We just all need more Doyoung in our lives ☀️ Have you seen the sun today? ☀️ :p
Haruto: Blond Ruto with a ponytail!!! Him going viral for both his looks and his raping skills 🥰 He was absolutely amazing during Bang Bang Bang and Really Really 🔥I can't wait to see him grow even more in his skills and stage presence! It's already sky high, how much further can he go???? Saw and heard it again that we will be totally ruined if Hajeongwoo ever becomes an actual unit lol though i highly anticipate HyunHaYo aswell :p
Jeongwoo: B.L.T. is such a difficult song to sing when you're the one doing all the high notes, but Jeongwoo killed that song!!! Especially because they performed that after 'Come to me' and 'U' 💀 I'm so proud of him. I have no idea how he kept being able to sing so well and hold his notes when he sings like half of this song srsly + his high note for Darari was perfection + him covering Yoon's parts in Really Really lives rent free in my mind. Super impressed with Jeongwoo 👑He succeeded my already very high expectations of him!
Junghwan: Hwanie did so well 🥰 No matter how old he gets or how mature he looks or how much time he spends at that YG gym, he will forever be Treasures precious maknae with a smile as bright as the sun! ☀️ I'm getting emotional just thinking about it haha Junghwan is always up for a challenge and him doing those high notes in Love Scenario was so good! Eventhough he has a deeper voice, he still pulled it of really well and it just reminded me of how far he's come 💕Watching his fancams, he had so much fun on stage
So, in conclusion, They all worked incredibly hard for this and I couldn't be more proud of them 🥲 Treasure had a packed schedule since January and so I can't imagine how difficult this must have been for them. Haruto said that they only slept a few hours a night so they could practice for the concert. Hyunsuk saying that literally all members cried when the concert was over and they went backstage 😭 The effort they put into this to make this memorable for Teume, I'll forever be grateful 🙏Treasure brings me so much joy. I feel so lucky getting to experience their journey with them and watching them grow to become even more amazing and dependable. Thank you Treasure
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junkutie · 4 years
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like me back | p.jihoon
genre: fluff
word count: 1.7k
warnings: none
request: yes, thank you ! <3
summary: y/n likes jihoon but doesn't know if he likes her back
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You are pulled away from a dream you’re having when your phone begins to vibrate next to you, groaning you reach blindly for it so that you can see what’s happening. When you eventually come to your senses you see that you’re getting a phone call from Jihoon.
“Hello.” You answer with a rough voice.
“Hi,” your friend answers, the cheerful sound of his voice causes you to roll your eyes.
“What do you want?” You mumble, wanting to get back to sleep.
“Let’s go to the ocean.” The boy exclaims, still sounding very happy.
“What’s the time,” you ask, your brain is still fuzzy, and you don’t even know what day it is.
Jihoon shuffles around on the other side of the phone and you wait patiently for his answer.
“Half past twelve,” he tells you.
A frown covers your face and rub your eyes with closed fists trying to remember when you fell asleep, you place your phone on your pillow after putting Jihoon on speaker and walk over to your window so you can open your curtains. When you do so you are met with a dark, star filled sky and you sigh deeply.
“Did you really just ask me to go to the ocean with you at midnight?” You grumble as you walk back to your bed.
Jihoon doesn’t answer but you guess that he is nodding his head with a wide smile on his lips, your mind drifts for a moment and your thoughts are filled with your friends cute face however you are brought back to reality when you hear Jihoons voice asking if you’re in or not.
“Sure,” you give in, “I’m awake now anyway.” You add sarcastically and you hear Jihoon laugh.
Within the next ten minutes Jihoon is waiting in his car for you outside your dorm, when you get into the passenger side you see that he is picking a playlist to play for your trip. Once he has found something he likes you looks at you with wide, excited eyes and you grin at him. Everything the boy sitting next to you does makes you smile, and when he smiles back your heart skips a beat.
“Nice fit by the way,” your friend laughs at you once the car is on the highway.
You hit his arm in response, you hadn’t changed out of the sweatpants and hoodie you had fallen asleep in. Jihoon chuckles once more and you roll your eyes before looking out the window again. The rest of the drive is conversation less, Jihoons playlist is filling the silence and the both of you listen comfortably to the music.
Jihoon parks his car and you both get out; the boy disappears behind the car for a few moments and you wait for him while leaning against the hood. He comes back into sight with a picnic blanket tucked under his arm.
“Let’s go.”
You smile and follow Jihoon, the sky is clear so the moon shines brightly over the beach making it very easy to see the waves crashing against the shore. The two of you sit on the blanket after Jihoon places it in the sand and you both watch the sea for a while appreciating the sounds of the ocean, the evening is peaceful and you’re enjoying the silence more than you thought you would have.
“This would be a nice place to come with my girlfriend,” Jihoon says.
“It’s a pity you don’t have one.” You tease him, bumping his shoulder with your own.
Jihoon just rolls his eyes in response and you laugh softly, after your comment you both begin to talk about college and the things you’ve done since you saw each other last and as the conversation flows your head becomes slightly heavy so you decide to rest it on Jihoons shoulder, however almost as soon as your temple comes into contact with this hoodie its shaken off.
“I don’t want your cooties,” he tells you, a small frown on his face, you know he’s acting.
You sigh and shake your head but the two of you move on quickly as usual and carry on speaking. Ever since you became friends with Jihoon everything the two of you have done has been extremely playful and you don’t go a day without teasing each other, you love spending time with the boy because every moment is filled with laughter.
As you and Jihoon keep talking your conversation moves onto more serious topics and you learn a few more things about each other, the two of you speak about your hopes for the future, your deepest secrets and biggest fears. Sometime during the conversation your head made its way onto Jihoons shoulder again and this time he didn’t shake it off. Your conversation eventually comes to an end and you sit leaning against Jihoon comfortably as you both watch the sun rise.
The night you spent with Jihoon on the beach a few days ago has become a very fond memory for you, as much as you love the mischievous relationship you have with the boy its nice to have moments like that.
“Do you like him?” A friend asks you, their voice pulling your eyes away from Jihoon.
“What?” You ask, your mind is still focused on Jihoon and is taking a while to process the question. “Oh, no.” you shake your head.
“Are you sure?” They question with a small smile on their face.
“I’m sure.” You tell them.
You glance back over at Jihoon who is waiting for the coffee you all ordered, your brow furrows at the random question and it makes you think. You do like him and you are pretty sure you do a good job at hiding it so he doesn’t find out, which would be really awkward because you’re almost sure that he doesn’t like you.
“Why do you ask?” You question.
Your friend raises their eyebrows and Hyunsuk laughs from across the table, you sit staring at them waiting for an answer growing more confused as the time passes.
“Because he likes you.” Your friend tells you.
Your immediate reaction to her words is laughter, “no he doesn’t,” you chuckle out.
“You’re so dumb,” Hyunsuk mumbles.
You send him a glare and he just laughs at you again, “he does like you, y/n.” He says quickly before Jihoon arrives back at your table with the drinks.
“Thanks,” you mumble as you grab yours, and for the rest of the time you spend with your friends your mind is racing. The only thoughts that are going through your mind right now are of Jihoon.
“Are you okay?” Jihoon questions, “you’ve been spaced out all afternoon.”
He’s walking you back to your dorm and the two of you haven’t really spoken at all. You are completely disorientated by what Hyunsuk told you.
“Just confused.” You mumble.
“By what?” Your friend presses.
“Hyunsuk said something earlier,” you say, “it’s nothing.”
Jihoon stops walking when you answer him, this causes you to turn around to face him. You notice that his ears are slowly turning pink.
“Are you okay?” You ask, mimicking his tone from earlier.
The boy shakes his head gently and sends you a smile assuring you that he is fine, you’re not convinced but you don’t question him. Your brain is incapable of thinking of something cheeky to say about his blush because all you can focus on is Jihoon and the possibility of him liking you back.
The thought of Jihoon liking you has never crossed your mind, he has never said or done anything to lead you to think so. He treats you like a friend, nothing more, and that’s not a bad thing because you love being his friend. That’s why you can’t ruin what you have already by letting him know you like him.
Stopping in front of your dorm building you smile at Jihoon, “Thanks for walking with me.”
There are a few moments filled with silence, Jihoon is just staring at you not making any effort to answer.
“Hello?” You hum, waiting for an answer.
More time passes with the two of you just looking at each other, Jihoon with a blank stare and you with a confused one. You have no idea what has gotten into the boy, but you give up eventually, you let out a sigh and turn around so that you can walk into your building. Before you can take a step away you feel Jihoons hand grab your arm turning you back to face him.
“What the hell,” you grumble, you’re not angry just extremely confused.
Jihoon takes a deep breath and leans forward to place his lips against yours, the kiss is quick, but it starts a fire in your belly. He pulls away almost immediately which doesn’t give you any time to kiss him back, when you look at him you see that he is grinding his teeth slightly and his eyebrows are raised. You stare at him with a surprised expression before you come to the conclusion that he is worried about your reaction, its as if he’s waiting for you to scream at him or reject him.
Knowing that he is not going to kiss you again himself, you lift your head towards his and kiss him. Jihoon lets out the breath he has been holding and you feel him smile against your lips, he places one of his hands at the back of your head and his other makes its way to your waist so that he can pull your body flush against his.
When the two of you eventually break apart Jihoon mumbles, “thank god.”
“What?” You chuckle.
“I wasn’t sure how you were going to react,” he tells you, “when you said that Hyunsuk told you something I was sure he told you that I like you, I just wasn’t sure if you liked me back.”
“So, you kissed me.” You say and he nods, “instead of just asking me?”
“I got nervous,” he says softly shrugging his shoulders.
You laugh at him before pressing another kiss to his lips, “I’m really glad you did that.”
“I’m sure you are,” he jokes, “you would never have had the balls to do it yourself.”
You hit his upper arm and begin to defend yourself even though you know he is right.
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softieunnie · 4 years
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"one more time, i swear to God. say one more word and i'll hit your face!"
you were having a bad day since yesterday. your test results just came out and let's just say you didn't expect the results because you studied the whole week, barely having enough sleep. this morning, you rushed to get prepared to run your errands but because you slept late last night for moping around, the sound of your alarm clock wasn't even enough to wake you up.
you were currently walking with one of your bestfriends, kim junkyu. he accompanied you to run your errands and now, he was taking you to the amusement park.
right now he was just annoying you and making you feel even more bad. he has been teasing you nonstop and you didn't find it anywhere near funny. you looked at him and even felt more annoyed that the two of you were wearing denim, looking like a couple who planned to go out with matching oufits.
"it's not my fault that you didn't wake up early," junkyu huffed, getting irritated that you were taking out your frustrations on him.
you glared at him before walking a little bit faster, making sure you were walking ahead of him. but becase junkyu was so tall, it didn't take much for him to catch up to you. "hey, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to piss you off even more," he said softly.
it took you a moment before you stopped walking. you looked up at him, all the annoyance fading away in just a blink of an eye. "i'm sorry for getting mad at you for no reason at all. you're annoying 24/7 and i know it wasn't your intention to make me feel worse," you smiled.
"right, i'm just trying to make you feel better. maybe it's partly my fault for crossing the line," junkyu gave you a sheepish smile. you nodded your head, accepting his apology.
"let's just enjoy the rest of the day. i'll do better next time."
"i'm sure you'll do better. because that's who you are. you wouldn't be y/n if you didn't get back up after falling," the moment junkyu smiled at you, you felt your heart start to race a little bit faster than the usual. you quickly averted your gaze, hiding the blush that was threatening to appear on your cheeks. there was something about the way he smiled at you that made you feel warm on the inside.
and so that's what you did. you rode different rides together and let the day slip away. you laughed nonstop at how junkyu almost passed out when the two of you rode the ferris wheel.
you decided to ride the rollercoaster as the finale. you weren't afraid of heights but junkyu was. as you reached the top of rollercoaster, seconds before the big drop, he held your hand tightly and closed his eyes. you were sure he was saying a prayer of his own. and at that moment you knew. you were falling for him and you had no idea what to do next.
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a/n: i hope everyone's doing well! ♡
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trsrina · 2 years
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teaching yoshi how to braid hair
written in second person pov, female reader, established relationship, fluff, word count : 0.3k
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“it’s actually not that complicated. spilt it into three sections and just cross each section to the middle.” you instructed yoshi while demonstrating with your own hair.
“okay, okay, it seems easy, let me try.” letting go of your own hair, you turned your back against yoshi to let him try.
yoshi delicately took a hold of your hair, carefully following your instructions, being very gentle as he didn’t want to hurt you.
seeing yoshi’s focused expression and his little habit of sticking out his tongue while focusing in the mirror in front of your bed, you couldn’t help breaking out a smile, adoring your boyfriend.
“okay! done! how did i do?” yoshi being proud of his work, turned you around to face him so he could get a good look at you.
there were a few loose strands of hair sticking out and your braid was loose, it wasn’t the best but you still felt very proud of your boyfriend.
“you did great, my love, there’s still room for improvement but you still did better than me when i first learnt how to braid hair.” you chuckled.
with one of your hands grabbing yoshi’s and the other softly caressing his cheeks, you wholeheartedly complimented him and admired his dedication.
“well then you better teach me more. one day, i will braid your hair for you so that you won’t have to do it yourself, princess.”
yoshi kissed the hand that you had laying on his cheek, lovingly looking into your eyes and held tightly onto your hands as if you’d fly away if he let you go.
“thank you, i love you.” you gave him a peck on his lips and him smiling back at you in response, dragging you down so he could cuddle you, making you giggle at his actions.
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jung1one · 5 years
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mashiho is THE center for going crazy and you can’t tell me otherwise
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chocafe · 5 years
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— yedam as your boyfriend
pairing: boyfriend!yedam x reader a/n: thank you to the anon who requested a yedam scenario! i made this with the thought of you uwu. sorry if the ending is a little serious- i was listening to a playlist called “i’ll be fine without you” when i got to that part in the writing omfg. also can we all just talk about how good yedam looks in this gif?
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yedam never planned on falling in love
he’s been trainee ever since he was a kid and he couldn’t ruin this opportunity by getting into a relationship
but when he met you
he couldn’t help, but to fall for you like a shooting star
all of yedam’s self composed songs are based off of you
black swan?
he wrote that back when didn’t have the courage to confess to you
to unleash his desire to be your boyfriend, he wrote that song
but ya’know the song didn’t help much because he still wanted to be yours and ended up confessing
kind of like how lara jean writes letters to the boys she has loved to help her get over her long crush for them
that’s yedam in this situation
it’s just that he writes songs
and instead of getting over you
he fell in love with you even more
ANYWAYS!
since this is the first relationship yedam has ever been in, he’s very cautious about everything
it’s not that his first thought is “muST BE CAUTIOUS!!!!! WE DONT KNOW THIS PERSON THAT WELL!!!! ERROR 404”
it’s just that he wants to make sure you’re fine with everything he does
he wants to always be on your good side and never wants to rub you off the wrong way
with that being said, at first, yedam used to always ask you for permission whenever he wanted to engage in skinship
“can i hold your hand?”
“can we cuddle?”
“can i kiss you?”
after a while, you got slightly annoyed because you wanted yedam to feel comfortable enough to do whatever he wanted to do
there was no need to ask for permission when you two were dating after all
“yedam, you don’t need to ask me if you can kiss me.” you lectured him. “we’re dating, so you can kiss me, hold my hand and cuddle me whenever you want to.”
you then leaned in and kissed yedam’s lips
you know
to teach him a lesson,,,,
“just like that! if i could abruptly kiss you then you could do the same whenever you want to. the time or location doesn’t matter at all.” your lips stretched into a smile as you ruffled yedam’s fluffy hair
as you finished up your mini lecture
yedam copied you and unexpectedly placed his hand on your waist, pulling you in closer to him, and then proceeded to kiss you
it wasn’t the first time you two have kissed
but you were shooketh
because this was the first time yedam has ever kissed you without asking beforehand
after you two were done kissing, you covered your mouth with your hand and then asked “what was that for?”
“well, you did say that i can kiss you whenever i want to for now on.” yedam broke out into a goofy laughter and then went back to kiss you some more
he’s a big fan of back hugs!!!
he would back hug you and rest his chin on your shoulder
the two of you would stand there and talk or the both of you would sway side to side
ever since the little ‘you don’t need to ask for permission’ incident, yedam came to love back hugs solely based on the fact that he does it to surprise you
he just hates back hugging junkyu lol 
many of your dates occur at night time due to yedam’s busy schedule
the two of you usually stargaze while hanging out at the park
or you would both be at yedam’s dormitory
one time, while you were both cuddling, you accidentally fell asleep because yedam just felt so warm and soothing <333
as you were sleeping, yedam found you absolutely adorable as you clinged onto him
but there was one thing that was off
you were using yedam’s arm as a pillow and his arm became numb because of that
he didn’t want to move his arm because he was afraid that it would wake you up
but man… yedam was sure getting thirsty at that very moment too
[txt] yedam: doyoung
[txt] yedam: can you grab me a glass of water pls
[txt] doyoung: why can’t you get it yourself?
[txt] yedam: bc y/n fell asleep on my arm and i can’t wake them up uhhh
[txt] yedam: also my arm fell asleep too so i think i’m in a crisis
[txt] doyoung: omg youre so lame i hate u both
the next moment, doyoung walks in with a glass of water
but yedam is hushing him down at every footstep he took because he didn’t want doyoung to accidentally wake you up
in all honesty, you were so dead asleep that seunghun could be screaming in the same room and you’d probably wouldn’t wake up to that
you find yedam’s voice so dreamy
that he sings to you whenever he has the chance to
if you’re not able to meet in person, then he would call you and sing you to sleep through the phone
balancing training and school work can be quite hard
especially if you’re yedam who has a high percentage of debuting, so it’s either make it or break it
since yedam hasn’t been top of his school work lately
on some days, you come over to help him with his work
“come on, yedam! it’s not that hard to understand.” you nag at him while pointing at the math equation he is currently stuck on
“listen, i’m trying to become a singer- not some mathematician!”
“if you keep this up then you’re going to lose your spot as one of the top students in class! don’t you want some bragging rights?”
yedam rolls his eyes, out of frustration, and then rests his head on the desk
you poked yedam with a pencil, but he remained quiet and lifeless
“yedam,” you moved in closer to whisper into his ear “i’ll kiss you for every question you get right.”
yedam immediately brought his head up
he was ready to gET A 100% IF THAT MEANS HE COULD KISS YOU
this may explain why he’s still one of the top students, despite his schedule
he’s not really into pda, but he’s always down for skinship when there’s no one around you two
yedam is such an apologetic person
no matter what, he always feels sorry and feels as if he’s always in the wrong
you two don’t usually get in fights, but there was a moment where everything between you two almost came clashing down
“hey, is everything alright?” you questioned him
yedam smiles at every chance he gets, but this time, it was just different
he’s your boyfriend after all
so it was easy for you to detect how his mood has suddenly dropped that very day
“yeah, i’m fine. why wouldn’t i be?” yedam brushed off your question as if it was nothing
you were surprised by his cold response. “you’re not fine. i can see right through you. tell me, yedam, what’s wrong?”
you placed your hand on his shoulder, trying to give him reassurance that you’re hear to listen to him and his worries
instead, yedam took your hand off of him and kept a distance between you two
“don’t you ever think you’re better off with someone who’s better than me?” he mumbled underneath his breath
you were completely shocked by what was running through yedam’s head
“what are you talking about?” you asked once more
“think about it, y/n.” he began to explain his point. “we never have time to meet each other. we hang out once in a blue moon, and even though we go to the same school, we’re both in different classes, so we don’t even come across one another. there’s other boys out there that can give you the time and attention, and i just think you’re better off with them.”
you didn’t want to listen to what yedam had to say because it was far from how you thought of him and your guys relationship
“do you love me?” you interrupted and asked him a simple question
“of course i love you.” he slowly raised his head to look up at you
“then why would i be with someone else when i have you, someone who loves me just as much as i love them?”
you grabbed yedam and embraced him into a meaningful hug
“yedam, it will always be you.”
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jichew · 5 years
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sun&moon ; choi hyunsuk
genre: slow burn, slight angst
words: 1k
summary: in which choi hyunsuk is the sun and you are the moon and your paths were never destined to cross
alternatively; in which choi hyunsuk is not the sun and you are not the moon, simply two kids too afraid to fall in love
songs to listen to while reading: sun&moon - nct127
noise - jung jinwoo
a piece of work - villain
a/n: hello my loves! it’s been a while since I've posted, and this is nowhere near my best work. but, I wrote it on a whim last night after watching kimi no na wa and while I don’t think I executed my ideas as well as I could have, it’s still something. again, feedback (including correcting my grammar ik it sucks) is always welcomed! i hope you all enjoy! (just for reference, the switch between past and present tense is on purpose) (also props to whoever gets the john green reference lmao rip) (also wtf this gif of hyunsuk is so hot don’t mind me while I s c r e a m)
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you fell in love with choi hyunsuk the way the sun sets in the evening sky. at first it’s blinding and you can’t quite see. then it’s a blaze of colors - hues of pink and vibrant purple that seem to burst onto the pavement below. and suddenly it’s pitch black. a silent whisper between the sun and the moon. and when you look up, the sky is bathed in stars.
;
the sun was blinding.
the first time you met choi hyunsuk, you found him intriguing. he was attractive for a fifteen year old, but his stature held an arrogance that didn’t quite match his height.
he was something of a spectacle. too bright and showy for your taste. almost like the sun, you thought to yourself. you had never cared much for the sun. it was blinding and intrusive and too much of it turned your skin a raging red. the sun was hot and sticky and unpleasant at best. yet, when you first made eye contact with choi hyunsuk, you couldn’t help but feel that you didn’t mind the sun.
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the sky burst into a fiery blaze of colors.
you were seventeen when you first kissed choi hyunsuk. you were seventeen and pushed against the marble countertops of the bathroom sink. you were seventeen and you didn’t care because choi hyunsuk was kissing you and you liked it. you’re not quite sure whose bathroom you were in. you’re not quite sure whose house you were in either. but what you were sure of was the fact that choi hyunsuk was kissing you.
his arms caged you in on either side. his skin looked like honey from where you stood and you restrained yourself from reaching out and trailing your finger down his biceps. judging by the thin veins running down the length of his forearms, you deduced he worked out. you hate that you found that attractive. funny enough, you can’t find it in yourself to hate him.
It wasn’t the type of kisses you saw in the romance movies you watched in middle school. It was inexperienced and messy and remnants of his saliva had dried on your chin. But his hands were soft as they trailed along your arms, goosebumps forming in their wake. And his lips, while chapped, seemed softer. and as he bunched the cloth of your sundress in his fists, lips making their way down your neck, you decided that you liked the sun.
it was a game of truth or dare. you wondered if there was any truth in his kisses.  
;
suddenly it’s pitch black
choi hyunsuk was the sun. his presence mimicked such; needing not invitation yet welcomed with open arms. he was an aura of  warmth and brightness. a splatter of yellow on an otherwise blank canvas.
choi hyunsuk was the sun, but you didn’t like the sun. you were reserved and shy and a room without your presence was a room nonetheless. you ate your dinner in the dark and you preferred spending your friday nights in bed. you were plain and you were content. but choi hyunsuk was up in the sky and you were down on the ground.
so, you ignored him. you ignored his phone calls and you ignored his texts and you refused to spare him a glance as you entered your shared classes. sometimes it was hard and you resisted the urge to let your eyes wander to where he was already staring back.
and perhaps, you think to yourself, such is why you will never be with choi hyunsuk. because he is the sun and you are the moon, and your paths were never destined to cross.
;
the sky is bathed in stars.
it’s almost three in the morning when you realize you love choi hyunsuk.
it’s three in the morning and you can’t quite think straight, but you know you love him. you know that every fiber of your being yearns to touch him, to be close to him, to feel any part of him beneath the skin of your fingertips. and you find yourself running. clad in sweatpants that are too loose and a t-shirt that’s too thin for the fifty degree weather. you’re running and your feet are slamming against the ground and you think you might fall and scrape your knee but you continue running. because all that you can think of is choi hyunsuk.
and by the time you reach his front lawn, he’s already there. bathed in the dimly lit light of his front porch, you can’t help but think he’s never looked more beautiful than now. you stare at him in a moment of silence. he stares back.
twilight. in which neither the sun nor the moon exist. a complete silence coats the world around you. the only people that exist are you and him. because choi hyunsuk is not the sun and you are not the moon, but you are simply two star crossed lovers who were too blind to see what was in front of them.
and suddenly he’s kissing you. something not quite fervent nor passionate. but sweet and slow. lips intermingle with lips in a slow dance of love and longing. and as his lips travel from yours to the skin of your neck, you can’t help but think you would steal all the stars in the sky just to be with choi hyunsuk.
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you fell in love with choi hyunsuk the way the sun sets in the evening sky; slowly, then all at once.
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mirohed · 5 years
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kim seunghun | love me, love me not
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pairing: kim seunghun + gender neutral reader
wc: 3.7k
genre: hanahaki au + angst 
synopsis: daffodils represent unrequited love. is that why you keep coughing them up?
warnings: implications of suggestive content, descriptions of illness (and mention of surgery), mention of alcohol
playlist: love me, love me not.
a/n: happy birthday to me!! im glad i finally got to finish and post this (its,,, been in my wips since at least february LMAO) !! they prob wont read this but i wanted to thank my irls for dealing w me and my kpop bullshit (esp bc none of them stan ygtb 😔)
It's getting worse.
Your knuckles turn white, gripping the porcelain of the toilet. Tears and blood alike fall into the bowl, disturbing the gentle peace of the water. You pound at your chest, the action causing you to hack up yellow daffodil petals stained suspicious red. It's a monotonous process at this point. Pound. Cough. Pound. Cough. Repeat until the damned coughing stops.
It takes ten minutes before you return to normal. Or at least as normal as you can get. You got lucky this time.
You watch the petals spiral downward into the gaping hole in the toilet and get flushed away.
Being with Seunghun wasn't always accompanied by a tightness in your chest and petals tickling your throat.
june 19, 2005; 2:52 PM.
"I wanna grow up," you had grumbled, your hands squeezed around the chains of the swingset. You and Seunghun had been riding your bikes for the first time since getting the training wheels off. You had sped down a hill ("First one down’s a rotten egg!") and lost control, falling off and scraping your knee on the pavement. He rushed you to your parents' house, supporting your weight with an arm around your waist. The two of you had settled for playing on the swingset in your backyard instead.
"Me too," he said. "I think." He'd been rocking forward and backward on the swing, eyes focused on the blades of grass underfoot.
"You think?"
"I don't know." You stayed silent, trying to gain as much height as possible with your uninjured leg. "I don't wanna grow up and stop being friends." That got you to stop right in your tracks, your leg planted on the ground.
"What?" You sent an incredulous look his way. "Why would we stop being friends?"
He had let go of the swing, his hands finding his lap. "Some of the older kids stopped being friends when they grew up," he mumbled. "I don't wanna stop being friends, but neither did they..."
You got off the swing, limping over to him and wrapping Seunghun in the biggest hug your six-year-old arms could muster.
"We're gonna be best friends forever. Don't forget that."
"Best friends forever." If he wrapped his arms tighter around you then, you didn’t pick up on it.
[09:54 PM] huniebee🐝: i had fun today :^))
[09:54 PM] huniebee🐝: i wanna adopt a puppy!!
[09:55 PM] huniebee🐝: will you promise to help me take care of it
You brighten as the messages come in, your phone's vibrations distracting you from the way your throat clogs.
[09:56 PM] you: ofc
[09:56 PM] you: well be the best puppy parents the worlds ever seen
[09:57 PM] huniebee🐝: wait i need to send the pics from the pet shelter
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You save each picture, cooing over the puppies you got to meet. This time, you only get a precious few minutes of relative clarity before things get too distracting to ignore. You return to the bathroom with a resigned sigh that devolves into a fit of coughs.
You cough and retch and cough some more. By the time you're done, there are less petals and more blood in the toilet bowl. Your chest still feels full of something you can't quite spit out.
Then you hack up something new: a bloody stem with wet flowers still attached.
There's nothing left to do but cry, your whole body wracked with pain both physical and emotional.
august 29, 2011; 3:15 PM.
"Today was fun," you said, making yourself right at home on Seunghun's bed. Your new backpack hadn't lasted more than a couple minutes in his house before getting neglected on his carpet. Your best friend hummed in acknowledgement, already sitting at his desk with his workbook out. "I'm glad we got to meet some new people," you continued, "but that Hyunsuk guy? Seems like a major pain in the ass."
"Give him a chance."
"I know, I know. I will. But still," you huffed, “it was his first day too. No need to act like a know-it-all."
"I know. But it's the first day. Maybe he'll even himself out with time."
The conversation ended there, and you spent some time staring at his ceiling fan, the blades going round and round in a big, beautiful blur. Before long, you had grown bored, looking over at him only to see his pencil flying across the paper.
"Hey. Let's go to the mall and get pretzels." Seunghun spun around to face you, a foot stopping his chair from going too far.
"Sure," he gave a placid smile. "Do your work first."
You groaned as loudly as you could, sounding much like a petulant child straight out of elementary school. (Which was more or less the truth, but you thought you were better than that.) After a few minutes of uninterrupted whining and failing to get Seunghun to break, you spoke up. "Why do I need to do my work? You're Mr. Hardworking, Mr. Teacher's Pet."
"We're in middle school now," he had said, and you remember thinking you were in for a long lecture, "and pretty soon, we're gonna have to go to high school and take entrance exams and decide which university we want to go to and..." He averted his gaze, put down his pen. "We need to start growing up."
"We're still young," you reasoned, sitting up and letting your legs dangle off the side of his bed. "If anything, this is our time to experience things and, you know, make mistakes before we become adults!"
He was silent for a few long, agonizing moments, long enough to make you think you'd won. The pretzels were within reach; all you had to do was ask for them.
"I call a compromise."
Shit. Compromises were common in your friendship. Seunghun was always a little too good at stopping you from making stupid decisions. The worst part was that you could never argue with them. "We go to the mall to get pretzels—my treat—if, and only if, you do your work. We don't go until we're both finished. Deal?"
You opened your mouth, determined to pick the proposal apart, but his reasoning was (unpleasant, yet) bulletproof. Instead, you reached for your backpack with a heavy sigh. "First of all, fuck you. Second of all," you said, tugging your own workbook out, "you're impossible."
"I know. Do your work."
"Fine."
The math problems had been difficult, definitely harder than you were used to, but doable. If anything, the greasy mall pretzels that were way too salty to be healthy made it all worth it.
Seunghun gets understandably very worried when you text him from the hospital, but he comes to see you nonetheless. In his arms is a bouquet of daffodils.
"They symbolize friendship," he says, setting it down on the table next to you. You stare at the pristine yellow petals and flatten your lips in a tight smile. How ironic, you think, that he doesn't know they also symbolize unrequited love.
"The doctors wouldn't tell me why you're here. Classified information, they said." That much is true; nor much is known about the disease outside of shitty romance movies with unrealistically happy endings. Seunghun always believed in them. You never did.
You don't think your story's gonna have a happy ending.
You didn't want him to know anyway, lest he worry. (And you don't want to think about what would happen to your friendship if he found out he was the cause of it all.) "You don't have to tell me," he begins, sitting himself down on one of those rigid hospital chairs, "I just wanna know if it's bad. Like, well...you know.” He lowers his voice to a whisper. “Terminal."
"Like if I'm gonna die?"
"Yeah," he rubs the nape of his neck, a bit abashed, "more or less."
"I don't know. Sure hope not," you chuckle. That brings on a coughing fit, and Seunghun looks on, brows knit together. He moves close to offer what little comfort he can, but you hold your hand up to stop him; having him near will only make things worse.
Petals threaten to spill out of your mouth, and panic bubbles in your chest when he asks if you're okay. Your doctor, bless her, chooses that moment to enter. She shooes him out "to speak to you in private." Seunghun, to his credit, obliges and flashes you a smile and a thumbs-up as he goes. You try to mirror his expression (and hope your smile isn't more of a grimace).
The door closes behind him with a soft click. "Friend of yours?" the doctor asks.
You spit the blood-stained petals into your hand, your doctor graciously looking the other way as you toss them into the trash. "You could say that."
october 4, 2013; 5:11 PM.
You tugged at your clothing, feeling more than a little uncomfortable as you waited for your best friend to show up. The DJ, a former student, was already hard at work inside the gym. You heard the bass-boosted beginning of the Cupid Shuffle and shot a frantic text to Seunghun.
[05:11 PM] you: holy shit theyre playing the cupid shuffle can you PLEASE hurry up
[05:12 PM] you: idc if this is our first homecoming you better get your ass over here
[05:12 PM] huniebee🐝: give me like two minutes!!
[05:12 PM] you: THE SONGS GONNA BE OVER IN 2 MIN
"Are you waiting for Seunghun?" Hyunsuk had asked, tie already loosened. You two had gotten close—not as close as you and Seunghun, of course—this year as a result of having classes together. You wondered why you ever hated him.
"Yeah. He won't be too late, thank God, but I'm pissed we're missing the Cupid Shuffle. What about you? I remember you bragging all week about 'flexing your dance skills in front of the ladies.' Or are you all talk, as usual?"
"You know, it's almost like you don't want me to wait with you."
You had laughed, knocking your shoulder into his. The chatter kept up for a minute or two before he made his leave. ("Well, it's time for me to flex my dance muscles in front of the seniors," he chuckled, giving you a salute as he walked off.)
"I'm here! God, I can't believe I missed the Cupid Shuffle," Seunghun said, head hung low. You began to feel a little self-conscious; you were feeling out of place in your semi-formal outfit, yet he looked right at home in his dress shirt.
Chasing those thoughts away, you grinned. "You're here now, aren't you? Come on." You took his hand and dragged him into the gym.
You don't talk to Seunghun or to Hyunsuk after that. You're not sure if you should tell Hyunsuk about the whole situation when he texts you. Seunghun must have told him something was up, of course, and he's insightful enough, sensitive enough (when he wants to be), but you worry. You're afraid he'll open his big mouth. Instead, you send a few messages to your best friend.
[04:29 AM] you: hey
[04:29 AM] you: i just wanted to say in advance that im sorry
[04:29 AM] you: im so so sorry for everything ive done and for what im about to do
There's one last message in the text box, daring you to send it. "I'm sorry I love you," you whisper instead, deleting the message before you do something you’ll regret. To seal the deal, you tap through a few menus until you reach his contact. The picture you've assigned to him is one you took; he's about to take a big bite of cotton candy bigger than his head.
With a heavy heart (though you hope it’s just the weight of the daffodils in your chest), you block his contact. It's better this way. It has to be.
Your doctor said you could get rid of the thick, thorned vines with a vicegrip around your heart and lungs, could pluck the flowers that threaten to spill out at the mere thought of your best friend.
The biggest side effect of it all, she told you, was that you'd forget all about Kim Seunghun. So you steel yourself.
The last thing you think about before they insert the thin needle of anesthesia in your veins is Seunghun's smile, and how you'll never see it in person again.
And how even if you did, you wouldn't remember it as the grin from the boy you love.
october 4, 2013; 9:16 PM.
The frenetic strobe lighting in the gym slowed to a stop, having been replaced with a spotlight making lazy rounds through the gym.
You knew that marked the beginning of a slow song, and dragged Seunghun off the floor in search of some punch. He seemed to have different plans, tugging you back on the floor and pulling you flush against him.
"Where are you going?" he had asked. "You're the one who wanted to dance the night away." His hands found your waist, yours instinctively folding behind his neck. You had wanted to say something about how that claim was void now; he was the one that made you miss the Cupid Shuffle, but the words get extinguished when you look at him.
It was just like that time you practiced in fifth grade, but you swore there was something different about tonight and the way you swayed. You thought back to your practice session in fifth grade, how you had stepped on each other's feet, how you spent the whole time laughing. (For the record, it wasn't for any lack of balance; you started it, laughing as he cried out before he stomped on your toe.)
There was no laughing during the song. Everything was vibrant and deafening and there all at once. But at the same time, it was like everything had been stripped away. Everything but you and Seunghun.
Things changed after that. You were left with a dizzying, free-fall sort of feeling that picked up with each glance at your best friend. Almost every butterfly in the world was taking current residency in your stomach, making you feel light as your body moved to the music. Before long, there was something lodged at the back of your throat, nudging its way forward.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick," you said, a particularly heavy cough bringing the mysterious lump to your mouth.
Running your tongue along the smooth texture of the lump (okay, so not phlegm), you spat the offending object into the sink: a single yellow petal, coated in saliva.
You blinked.
Blinked again.
"Oh, what the fuck," you muttered, unlocking your phone. One quick Google search later—why the fuck am i coughing up flowers—you found an answer.
Flora mortem. You were loath to believe WebMD, of all things, but you found yourself tapping the link regardless. There was another term for the rare disease: Hanahaki.
Revising your search query was a mistake. The first result was the "hanahaki" tag on Tumblr, which showed nothing but models with tears in their eyes and bloodied flowers in their mouths. Yikes.
You made your way back to the party after that, but lingering in the back of your mind was the cause of the disease: a severe case of unrequited love.
There is only one definite cure for Hanahaki Disease: having the object of the afflicted's affections return their feelings.
You almost manage to purge the petal and the stupid WebMD page from your mind for the rest of the night.
Almost.
You wake up hours later. It's a little disorienting, sure, to come to with little memory of what landed you in the hospital. You peek under the oversized hospital gown to see bandages over your chest, get tempted to rip the IV drip from your arm. The doctor comes in right before you make a move on the needle. She tells you all about how the flowers in your lungs are gone for good.
"You're saved. But the final test," she says, pulling a phone from her pocket, "is this. Do you recognize the people in this picture?"
You recognize yourself next to a boy you don't know. His hand's around your waist, pulling you close. You wear matching grins. Given the way you're both dressed, you suspect the picture's from your freshman year's homecoming dance. Weird. Memory's kinda fuzzy from that night.
"Yeah. Myself. I don't know the other guy. Am I supposed to?"
"No. You're not. Congratulations," she smiles, placing a hand on your shoulder. "You're cured."
You look through all the old messages and pictures when you have some time to yourself. You reach out for the memory, the feeling of knowing Kim Seunghun. You get nothing, and while your brain knows something's wrong, you're more concerned about being able to breathe easy.
You move to a new city, far, far away from the place you grew up in. You finish your last year of high school, get a job, start college. You make new memories with new people. You forget all about Kim Seunghun.
It gets easy to forget that you weren't born with the ugly faded red scars that run up and down your chest. It's your only remaining tie to the man you loved so much you almost let yourself wither away. You think it's a good thing you cut him off; why stick around, why force yourself to suffer, for someone who doesn't love you back? Why be with someone if it physically hurts to stay by their side?
But sometimes you wonder. What happened? What happened to him after his best friend walked out of his life for good with no explanation?
Those days are never good. You distract yourself then, often with the familiar kick of alcohol burning in the back of your throat. You've never been much of a drinker, but you figure it's never too late to start.
Sometimes, the distraction comes from being in the arms of another.
(One of your favorite distractions, a young man named Byounggon, had run his fingers along the angry lines one night, jotting them down in his map of your body.
"Do you regret it?" he asked then, eyes half-lidded with drowsiness. You cupped his cheek, ran a thumb along the planes of his face.
"I wouldn't be here if I regretted it, now would I?" He let the corners of his mouth turn up just so, pressing his lips to yours.
You don't talk to him much nowadays, your interactions reduced to likes on Instagram, views on Snapchat. He's moved to a bigger city. "More opportunities," he said. You keep up with his dream of being a musician, always. There was a time when you were his number one supporter, after all.)
"Will that be all?" the cashier asks, jotting your order on the plastic cup. When you nod, he asks for your name. He jots that down too.
But then his eyes widen and he looks at you with renewed interest. "I'm sorry?"
"Is there a problem?" you asks, peering at your name (spelled correctly) on the cup. His eyes search for an answer within yours, some sort of explanation you can't seem to give. He averts his gaze, shakes his head, places your cup in the queue of orders.
"I'm sorry," he says. "Just thought you were someone I knew. Have a nice day." You parrot the phrase, catching a glimpse of the young man's name tag.
Seunghun, it reads in cheerful yellow. There's a doodle of a puppy in the top right corner. You think it's rather cute.
Two weeks later, you meet Seunghun again. This time, you're out for a morning jog. The crisp autumn air greets you as your feet meet the pavement and let out a satisfactory crunch under the burnt orange leaves on the sidewalk.
You both get stopped at the crosswalk, waiting for the light to change. While you catch your breath, you don't miss the way he flinches, as though he didn't expect you to show up. He schools his expression into something friendly within no time, and you wonder if you imagined the whole thing.
"The weather's nice, isn't it?"
"It is," you pant. "On your way to work?" He raises a hand to tug at the strap of his backpack with a small smile.
"Yeah. You should come by, give us business," he grins. "On mornings like this, I recommend the hazelnut latte." You hum in agreement, not yet recovered enough to converse. "Tell you what, you come and get one when I'm working, I'll make sure it's on the house."
"Really? Maybe I'll swing by." The light changes, and you leave Seunghun behind, waving goodbye as you do.
You come in later that day, ordering a hazelnut latte as promised. Seunghun's manning the register, same as two weeks ago, and when he takes everything down, he smiles. You miss it as you pay, but there's something extra on your cup.
As you take a sip of the (delicious; his coworker Yedam must be some sort of brewing prodigy) latte, you catch a glimpse of the extra writing.
Along the side of the cup is his phone number.
[10:58 PM] seunghun!: more than anything i want to adopt a puppy
[10:59 PM] seunghun!: or rather another one
[10:59 PM] seunghun!: i named this one after an old friend
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The picture of Seunghun and his dog brings a smile to your face. You've been spending more time with him recently, whether it be going on coffee runs ("Are you sure you're not just using me for my employee discount?") or complaining about life as a broke college student ("My card got declined trying to buy a bag of chips last night...").
It's nice. Spending time with him is...nice.
It's more than a simple distraction, somebody to hold close on nights your decisions try to haunt you. It’s friendship, something to hold onto when you lose your way in the dense forest of your mind and to cherish when you manage to make it to a clearing and bask in the sunshine.
You've caught a cold recently (probably from that bastard Seo Changbin in your communications class). Seunghun's given you some homemade tea, swearing on its usefulness. It certainly tastes good, the sweet honey chased by tangy lemon. Unfortunately, the tea isn't able to stop the persistent cough you've been plagued with.
Feeling phlegm start to come up, you turn the bathroom lights on, hacking it up and spitting into the sink.
Huh. That's weird.
There's no phlegm.
The only thing in the sink is a single golden petal, coated in saliva.
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ygtb final lineup as classes
Hyunsuk ⇆ Art
super hype
brings snacks to share with everyone
always dropping supplies and losing earbuds
wears statement pieces and doodles over shoes
constantly has a sketchbook full of messy drawings and paint splatters
Junkyu ⇆Gym
just trying to survive
is scared 24/7 that the teacher will ask them to demonstrate something
spends a long time in the locker room trying to make the gym uniform look semi-presentable
gossips with friends during the jogging part
complains about everything
has a stack of fake notes to get out of class 
Yedam ⇆ English
very put together
sits in the back of the class 
listens attentively
always asks questions but quietly
teacher’s favorite
always scores best on the writing assignments
Jaehyuk ⇆ Study Hall
thought of as ‘quiet’
homework spread everywhere
homemade snacks to boost energy uwu
ends up talking with person next to them instead of doing work
making plans that will never be fulfilled; wishing
close with the people around them
is involved in some sort of school spirit activity
Haruto ⇆ Language
always has one earbud in
“sorry what was that?”
laughs a lot and talks a lot when the teacher is teaching
but is somehow still respectful and doesn’t get in trouble
shouts out answers even when they don’t know it
never brings workbook
Jeongwu ⇆ Math
sleepy
never pays attention
but when the teacher calls on him says the correct answer
works on the homework while the teacher is teaching
eats part of lunch in class
doesn’t talk to anyone at the table
is always on their phone
Junghwan ⇆ History
loud
always starts political discussions with table group
drags the class off topic
can literally make friends with anyone
retakes everything and still has a decent grade
huge backpack lol
Bonus! Byunggon ⇆ Science
sweater paws and hoods up
neat notes that get smudged easily 
leans back in chair
chews gum until the teacher notices
studies a lot and always asks stupid questions
stays up late researching simply because it’s interesting to them 
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