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luvlettertohoon · 3 years
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p: older-brother!youngk x younger-brother!reader g: fluff w: lighthearted banter, a cuss word wc: 200 a/n: sorry that i’ve only been posting blurbs;; longer fics are in the works! i promise ^^
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     “i don’t wanna hang up yet...” you murmur over the screen. your brother’s trademark laugh echoes through the small speakers of your phone. “then don’t, dummy.” you chuckle a bit yourself, having missed your older brother’s annoying nature. “but i need to go to bed, asshole. you’re boring me to the point where i’m yawning.” you state, making sure to tack an over-exaggerated yawn on at the end for dramatic effect. “alright, alright, fine. hang up, then! see if i care.” he cries, leaning up from his hotel bed as he waves his hands in the air. a grin forms on your lips and you roll your eyes at his theatrics. you know that he’d probably scold you for this, so your chest swells with pride in the slightest bit, knowing that he can’t.
     “you need to get some sleep, too, old man.” you say, which earns a scoff from the “old man” in question. “yeah, yeah little bro. whatever.” the two of you share a laugh, it feels nice, though neither of you would ever admit to it. there’s a moment of silence before your brother takes a small inhale, “goodnight, man. love you.” “goodnight, old man. love you too.”
click.
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lemonietrinket · 4 years
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Playing: I Like You - Day6
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Lights of scarlet and gold flashed and sparked above your heads, before flickering like dying flames, into nothingness.
You stared, mouth agape, with your hands desperately pressing your earmuffs against your ears to cut the loud bangs and crackles from ricocheting through your ears and into you skull.
Younghyun didn’t know which one to look at, the fireworks, or you, with your cold-blushed nose and glittering eyes.
Glancing at you, he whispered the words, “I love you.”
The words spilled from his lips before he could stop them.
In a panic, he feared your reaction, peering at you with the air caught in his throat.
But you didn’t hear him, the fizzling pops of the fireworks covering his mistake.
He sighed.
Whether it was out of relief or regret, he could not tell.
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inyournightmares97 · 6 years
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hello!! ive been busy lately and ive missed reading your stuff! could i request 87 and 99 for the drabble challenge w brian please! thanks so much and have a good day! xx
YoungK + “Are you five” + “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”
(Childhood Enemies!au)
Oh, how passionately you hated Brian Kang.
Brian, your next-door neighbor who had been trying to get people to call him YoungK since he was seven years old, but had yet to succeed three years later because everybody everywhere unanimously called him Brian. Even his so-called best friend, Sungjin, had long ceased using the nickname. But your hatred for Brian didn’t stem from his poor name-picking skills. It was a much older feud, one with a long, bloody history and that went back many years…
Well. Six years to be exact. Brian had moved into the house next door on the day you turned 4 years old, and while your mother had only invited him to come play with the other kids out of politeness, he’d ruined what was meant to be the best birthday party ever.
“Who ate all the cake before I could even blow my candles?”
Of course, the culprit had been caught too easily because Brian had pink Barbie-cake frosting all over his hands and mouth while he chattered happily with your older brother, Jae. You had a sneaking suspicion that Jae had been the one who told Brian it was okay to eat the cake but it had been his pudgy little hands and uncontrollable tongue that had ruined your special Barbie-themed birthday party.
And thus began what would be six years of hell.
Brian was generally a nice guy and most of the kids around the block liked him well enough. He let the other boys borrow his nice bike and sometimes helped some of the girls climb trees. But Brian held grudges for a long time and he never forgot how you humiliated him and made him cry for eating your cake at his birthday party. So he began his mission to make your life hell.
When you both started the first grade together, he somehow convinced the other kids in your class that you’d pooped your pants. None of them came near you and you spent most of that year without any friends but with the occasional taunts from Brian. Nothing particularly creative, mind you, just the standard you’re ugly, and you’re stupid and the worst one, are you five? That last one hurt the most but no matter what Brian stupid Kang said, you were not five, you were six and a half years old, so he could suck it.
When you reached the second grade, you realized that something had to change. You were not one to be let yourself be stepped all over, so you began to hold your own. On the first day of school, you told all of your new classmates that Brian had eaten your Barbie cake and that he secretly liked Barbies. While it didn’t cause his friends to abandon him completely, he still endured an entire year worth of teasing from his male friends. By the time you both reached third grade, it had become an all-out war and everybody knew about it.
Your mother had forced you to invite him to your birthday party again, so he’d made you a card with an enormous turd drawn on the front and with the words ‘Poopy-head’ written on it. You were unimpressed as he handed you the card with pleased sniggers,
“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” you asked sarcastically, tossing the card aside while you frowned at him. Your older brother Jae had already taught you all the bad words that you needed to know and Brian’s limited vocabulary was unimpressive. “Ugh, how do you not even know any actual bad words?”
Brian frowned. “I do too!”
“Oh, really? Then what’s the baddest word of all time? Huh? Tell me, tell me.”
Brian’s face turned red. “I bet you don’t know either!”
“I do know!” you announced triumphantly, lowering you voice and whispering. “It’s fuck.”
Brian gasped. “I’m telling your mother you said that!”
And hence Brian Kang also ruined your 8th birthday party, by getting you into trouble with your mother and banned from watching television for two weeks. (She might have been more lenient if she knew that you’d learned the word from Jae, and not from the television, but you weren’t a tattle-tale like poopy-headed Brian).
Throughout all the time that Brian had annoyed you and teased you (and you’d admittedly teased him back) you’d developed a passionate mutual hatred for the boy that took up an unusually large share of your time and energy. But it wasn’t until you both finally entered middle school that Brian finally crossed the line and made you actually cry.
It was Valentine’s Day on the first day of middle school, and you’d gotten exactly thirty-two Valentine’s Day cards. Your female friends had been overly generous that year, but you were one of the few girls who actually got Valentine’s cards from some of the boys because you’d joined the middle school basketball team that year and most of the boys in your class were just transitioning from the girls-have-cooties, to the girls-are-cute stage, so you had a little attention on you. Brian had joined the basketball team as well, at the insistence of his best friend Sungjin, and so he was present when most of the team members came up to you and handed you Valentine’s Day cards shyly.
It was on the bus ride home that the crime occurred.
“What’s so great about Valentine’s Day cards,” Brian asked snootily. He was sitting in the seat in front of you. You both sat near the front because as much as you hated each other, you were both too scared to sit near the older kids at the back of the bus. Brian was talking to Sungjin loudly, knowing you could hear him. “I think counting how many Valentine’s Day cards you got it stupid, most people just hand them around even to those they don’t like.”
You were annoyed. Who was he to burst your bubble. “How many did you get, Brian?” you demanded.
Brian glared at you. “I don’t know, I didn’t bother counting.”
“Yes, you did!” Sungjin piped up, turning back to give you a pleasant smile. “He told me that he got eight.”
“Shut up!” Brian hissed.
You beamed, understanding why Brian was being so annoying. He was just bitter that he hadn’t gotten a lot of Valentine’s Day cards. To be fair, you knew a couple of girls in your class that thought Brian was cute but none of them had the guts to actually go up to him and give him a card. All the same, the fact remained that you’d gotten a lot more than him and you couldn’t wait to rub it in. You reached into your backpack and pulled out the stack of cards you’d received that day, holding them in front of Brian’s face.
“I got 32,” you said proudly. “Want to see?”
“No,” Brian snapped.
You ignored him. “Look, let me show you who gave me a card. This one’s from Mina, this one’s from Hyojin, this one’s from Eunji-sunbae, this one’s from Jackson from basketball-”
Brian flinched. “Jackson gave you a card?”
“Yup! A lot of the guys from basketball did. Here- Jackson gave me one, so did Mark, so did Jaebum… oh! And this one’s from Sungjin!”
Brian turned his eyes sharply to his best friend. “You gave her a card? Why?”
Sungjin looked lost. “She’s our friend…?”
“No, she’s not! In fact, you know what I think of all your stupid little Valentine’s Day cards?” Brian demanded, snatching the whole stack out of your hands. Before you could speak, Brian had stuck his hands out of the bus window and dropped the entire bunch-all thirty-two cards- out of the window. You watched in absolute horror as all the cards given to you by your friends fluttered out of the window and flew into the air, some of them landing on the street, the sidewalk, and still others disappearing from sight.
You watched silently for a few moments, your hands covering your mouth in horror. Then you turned to Brian with a look of pure hatred, feeling your throat close up.
“I hate you,” you croaked out, leaning back in your seat and turning away from him so that he wouldn’t have the satisfaction of seeing you cry.
It was later that evening, while you were doing your homework, that your mother yelled for you to come out of your room. “Brian’s here to talk to you!” she called out. “Come downstairs!”
You went down to see Brian standing on your front porch, shifting uncomfortably between his feet. You glared at him, furious. You’d loved every single one of those Valentine’s Day cards and now you didn’t have any of them. Part of you wanted to punch him right in his pretty face but you held back, folding your arms across your chest and glaring at him.
“What?” you demanded.
Brian bit his lip and stared at the ground. “I’m sorry I threw your Valentine’s Daty cards out of the bus.”
You rolled your eyes. “Whatever, Brian. You’re a jerk and I hate you, so why don’t you-”
“I know I shouldn’t have done that. You got all those cards because people like you, and people like you because you’re a nice person, so…” he trailed off, handing you a small bunch of cards. “You can have all eight of my cards. And… the one on top is from me.”
Before you could respond, he had turned around and rushed back to his own house, his cheeks pink and refusing to look you in the eyes. You looked down at the stack of cards in your hand. The eight cards at the bottom were addressed to Brian but the one on top was addressed to you. You opened the small pink card with a picture of a cartoon boy and girl holding hands and saw the printed message inside.
You’re cute! it read, and Brian had scribbled his name at the bottom. It was simple, nothing particularly touching or over-the-top or romantic.
But it was the nicest thing Brian Kang had ever done for you, and you hated him a little bit less that day.
A/N; Ahhhh, this one was so hard to write! I can’t even remotely imagine what Brian must have been like as a kid somehow, haha. @ijustwantacue​, I kept thinking of your Three Little Kings stories while writing this, hahaha.
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pocket-scenarios · 6 years
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Airport - Young K
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(Admin: Sxng, I love Young K so much)
You put your earbuds in waiting at the cafe inside the airport for your boyfriend Younghyun to get back. You told him you would go to the cafe to meet up with him. His flight was only around two hours, flying from Japan back to Korea, you left thirty minutes before the time you expect him to be back at. You are so ready to be able to hear his stories from concerts in person. You jot down different notes and ideas for stories to write later while you listen to music. You sketch basic designs for the characters you are coming up with. One of Younghyun’s group’s songs comes on through your earbuds, you can’t help the smile that finds its on your lips when you hear his voice.
You look around to see if anyone else was in the cafe, but it seems to be empty besides from you. You go back to writing, you focus intensely on your notebook. When Younghyun walks into the cafe you seem completely oblivious to anyone’s presence, he smiles walking to the counter to order coffee for himself before he sits down. You open your phone to change the song when Younghyun walks back over to your table. He puts his guitar case against the table, pulling out the chair across from yours. You take your earbuds out smiling towards Younghyun.
“Did you miss me?” Younghyun asks with a laugh, you nod letting out a laugh yourself, “I bought you candy from Japan,” Younghyun says leaning over to reach into his bag, he takes out a plastic bag that had various bright colored candy boxes inside, “I picked ones I thought you would like,” he says with a shy laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Thank you,” you coo, “I appreciate it,” you try to hide your smile, looking down, “how did the tour go, overall,” Younghyun sighs letting out a laugh.
“We can talk about the tour once we get home,” Younghyun says, hinting at the fact he is ready to go home, you nod closing your notebook.
“Let’s go, this chair’s getting uncomfortable,” you stretch slightly in the chair before standing up, Younghyun following after you.
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sprinklesofktrash · 2 years
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Key:
𖤣 - Fluff
𖥧 - Angst
𖡼 - Smut
𓇬 - Drabble
⁕ - Imagines
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Na Jaemin-
I hate you, I really hate you 𖡼
Let’s play a little game 𖡼
Business Partners 𖡼
[1:31 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[10:32 am]  𖡼 𓇬
[6:12 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[4:12 pm] 𖡼 𓇬
[2:31 pm]  𖡼 𓇬
About last night  𖡼
Help you out 𖡼
Gate away sex 𖡼 𖤣
Look at me only  𖡼
Step dad  𖥧 𖡼
3 is the way 𖡼
Step dad pt. 2 𖤣 𖥧
Captain Na Jaemin 𖡼 𖤣
Cold Shoulder 𖡼 𖥧
Lee Jeno-
Endings, Beginnings 𖡼 𖥧
Meeting his family  𖤣 ⁕
Asking you on a date  𖤣 ⁕
Jeno having a crush on you  𖤣 ⁕
[6:21 pm] 𖡼 𓇬
[12:01 am] 𖡼 𓇬
Trust  𖡼 𖥧
Baby number 2?    𖡼  𖤣
Dangerous Love   𖡼 
Perfect Match 𖤣
Lee Donghyuck-
[9:31 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
Jung Jaehyun-
“You’re doing this too well” Pt. 1 𖡼
“You’re doing this too well” Pt. 2 𖡼
You’re my first 𖡼 𖤣
Mark Lee-
Jealousy, Jealousy 𖡼 𖤣
[7:17 pm] 𖡼 𓇬
[9:43 pm] 𖡼 𓇬
[6:50 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
I can’t stand you!  𖡼
Daddy 𖡼
Imagine car sex with Mark Lee  ⁕  𖡼
Johnny Suh-
[10:35 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
[12:01 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
[8:12 pm] 𖡼 𓇬
Park Jisung-
[2:06 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
3 is the way 𖡼
Qian Kun-
Date with kun 𖤣 ⁕
YangYang-
[1:12 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
Xiao Dejun/ Xiaojun-
[3:14 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
Nakamoto Yuta-
Sugar Daddy  𖡼 𖤣
Kim Jungwoo-
In Public!?   𖡼
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Choi Yeonjun-
Don’t Flirt 𖡼
Not my type Pt. 1 𖡼
Not my type Pt. 2 𖡼 (ft. Soobin)
Just friends   𖡼
Something Special 𖡼 𖤣
Dirty, dirty 𖡼
Choi Soobin-
Let me play with you 𖡼
Kang Taehyun-
The tutor and the athlete  𖡼  𖤣
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Kim Namjoon-
[10:56 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[1:07 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[9:32 am]  𖡼 𓇬
[12:31 pm]  𖡼 𓇬
Kim Taehyung-
[11:21 pm] 𖤣 𓇬
[7:12 pm]  𖡼 𓇬
Jeon Jungkook-
[11:32 pm]  𖡼 𓇬
Sex with long haired JK  𖡼 ⁕
Min Yoongi-
[1:14 am]  𖡼 𓇬
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Jae Park-
[1:52 am] 𖤣 𓇬
Kang Brian/Youngk-
[7:23 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
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Song Mingi-
[4.02 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[7:52 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
Jeong Yunho-
[5:32 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[10:23 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
Be with you 𖤣
Kim Hongjoong-
[10: 32 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
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Lee Juyeon-
Best Friend’s brother   𖡼 ⁕
Son Youngjae-
[5:01 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
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Moon Bin-
[12:04 am]  𖡼 𓇬
Dirty talks  𖡼 ⁕
Kiss me 𖡼
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Hwang Hyujin-
[7:34 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[5:21 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[2:14 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
[12:01]  𖡼 𓇬
Lee Know-
[9:23 am]  𖤣 𓇬
Bang Chan-
[1:23 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
Han Jisung-
[4:00 pm]  𖤣 𓇬
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etherealyoungk · 2 years
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agustd-png · 2 years
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Hi! I hope I'm on time for the must prompts. I was thinking Young k + 38, 34 & 28 (subby young k if you can pls). Maybe y/n is a producer that's been working with day6 for a while now, idk 🙈
alright let’s get these requests started!! 🥂 i really like this scenario! thanks for always supporting my blog, i really appreciate it n hope u like this~ 😘💞 (decided to put everything i write under a cut from now on btw)
28. “Each of my thoughts about you are improper”
34. “I’m afraid I can no longer remain professional”
38. “I’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”
NOTE: I’m not accepting requests rn, these requests were sent during a short window of time that I accepted requests~
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"I'm afraid I can no longer remain professional." Younghyun's words hung in the air, and you sat back in your padded chair, giving him more of your attention. You could tell by the way he said it that he'd rehearsed that line, had it running through his head for awhile.
"Is that so? Care to elaborate?"
"Um...okay," he awkwardly responded, grabbing the chair next to yours. Seemed like he didn't expect to make it this far. You had a feeling this had to do with his obvious attraction to you, but you wanted to hear him say whatever he felt. And the thing you figured he probably didn't know was that you were incredibly attracted to him as well. Every time you worked together on a new song, that only increased, and you were internally bursting to hear him confess his feelings. But you stayed composed, enjoying seeing him squirm in his seat.
"I've been trying to tell you this for so long, but...I think we're really good together. Not just when we work together, but outside of work too. I've...liked you as more than a colleague, as more than a friend, for a really long time, so...I just don't think I can keep things entirely professional any more." He started off strong but got shy as he talked, but that was even more endearing to you. God, you just wanted to see him on his knees for you so bad.
You crossed your legs, your short skirt purposefully riding up your thighs, and cleared your throat. "Well, I've gotta tell you, Younghyun, I'm not surprised to hear you say that." His expression was anxious, likely unsure of whether you'd confess to mutual feelings or tell him to fuck off. Lucky for him, it was the former. "I'm really attracted to you too, and I would love to see where things could go from here for us." His eyes lit up now and a sweet, shy smile covered his face. Before he could say anything though, you had another bit of information for him. "But I would like for you to know this as well..." You leaned in close to him, and saw his gentle eyes unsure of where to look. "I've been thinking about you for quite some time, and at this point, each of my thoughts about you are improper." 
His head shook, surprised. "Improp--really?"
"Is that a problem?" You wanted to be honest, and with as long as you've been frustrated, spending hours on end alone with him but not being able to touch him, and trying to remain professional, things had gotten extremely sexually frustrating for you. You just hoped you wouldn't scare him off.
"Definitely not." You could see the lust slowly gloss over his eyes, and so you leaned in further to press your luck. It seemed you were both in luck today, as he quickly met you halfway and pressed his lips to yours with a heavy, content exhale. Ugh, finally. And his lips were even more delicious than you'd imagined. Your hand found the back of his neck and pulled him in, both of you at the very edges of your seats now, and your tongue left your mouth to make its way into his.
Your mind wandered to all the times you'd shamelessly touched yourself to the thought of him, and you began to wonder if he ever did the same. All the times you imagined him between your legs, or kissing you, or obeying your orders...
A soft moan fell from your lips and you supposed you had let your mind wander too much. Your panties were already getting wetter than anticipated. But you soon realized he was getting just as hard.
"I’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now," he muttered with shaky breath, his hands locked on his chair's armrests, refusing to touch his own body. He wanted you to touch him.
You realized this was your chance to play with him, have fun with him the way you'd pictured, so you couldn't help the mischievous smile that spread across your face. Your hands curved over his shoulders and down his torso, then jumped to his thighs. "I am touching you, Younghyun." You let your lips just brush over his now, your hands squeezing his thighs gently. Although he shivered at every touch, he needed more. "Unless you want my hands somewhere else?"
He nodded gently, but knew you'd want him to use his words. "Please touch me...touch my dick, please," he moaned defeatedly. In a matter of minutes you had him begging for your touch; truly a great match.
Your hands fell to his belt and worked at undoing it, then popped the button of his jeans open. "Well, you've waited this long..." The zipper came down and your hand slipped in, your blood racing at the feeling of your fingers curving around his cock. "Besides, did you say you'd let me do anything?"
His eyes fluttered closed and he sighed, the breath one of almost relief, as your hand squeezed him. "Yeah...anything...I trust you."
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smolbeanieee · 3 years
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Park Sungjin as Your Boyfriend
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how you guys meet
both of you met through an acquaintance.
they setting up you two in a double date
so one day, your best friend decides to go on a double date
you didn’t deny or whining much about it
because you think it’s just gonna be a one time thingy
also you felt like it’s time for you to meet new people too??
so there’s no harm, right???
like, meeting up and have a good time together??
so, the day came
you suddenly felt nervous when you saw sungjin coming through the cafe’s door
looking like a fine man he is
also the aura sungjin radiates
like so cool and a man who knows he’s a good looking one??
throughout the double date
your best friend and her boyfriend can’t stop teasing out hell you two
saying you two looks good together???
and sungjin is so calm with the teasing
and you just wanna fly out of the damn cafe now.
after the date end, sungjin being the gentleman he is,
offers to walk you home??
inside, you felt like going to burst
because damn boy you got my heart flutters for a sec
for a moment, you wants to turn down his opportunity
but he insists
so yeah, he walk you home
luckily there’s no awkward silences
just a pure comfortable silences and casual conversation between both of you
“so you how long do play guitar?”
“not too long, about 3 months ago?”
“wow, you’re cool.  I always find people playing with guitars are so amazing.  I wish I knew how to play guitar too”
“I could teach you next time if you want”
“W-What?”
“I mean if you want to.  But, if you don’t wan-”
“No! I would love to”
With that, sungjin and you keep on meeting with each other
when he asked you to be his girlfriend
now that both of you are close with each other
and comfortable too during couple of month being friends
now he felt butterflies whenever he’s with you
sungjin would feel happy if you’re happy
he just loves watching you being his happy pills
like his day aren’t gonna complete if he didn’t hear your laugh for a day
so, he decides to take your relationship into another phase
omg this boy gonna be nervous as hell!!!
he gonna plan this a week ahead
on how to ask you
where to ask you
what should he give you
there are too many what ifs going through his head
so here you are
having a little picnic at han river
of course prepared by sungjin
as you silently enjoying the evening view of the han river
sungjin seems uneasy at his place
he gets fidgety as time passed
“y/n, i got something to tell you”
his sudden question had your full attention
“hmm? what’s it?”
his eyes are wandering around but never met your eyes
it’s makes you curious
“sungjin, is there something happen?”
“ah nothing! it just—wow, how should I tell you this?”
“why? why?”
your curious eyes finds his gazes
 “The thing is, I like you, like a lot.  I feels so happy whenever I’m with you.  I just loves how you squeals when you find butterfly or cats on the road side, it just looks cute and I really like you.”
while he confessing, you can’t help but to stare at him and grins never left your face
you just lets out a giggle fits right after he confess
leaving him confuse
“don’t laugh! it’s embarrassing me, you know!”
 “alright alright! it just...I thought...I’m the only one felt that”
you sheepishly said
sungjin took a few seconds to understand your words
“wait, you like me too?”
“of course! oMG IT TOOK YOU FOREVER TO CONFESS TO ME LIKE I BEEN WAITING SINCE FOREVER!!”
“then, will you be my girlfriend?”
“if being your girlfriend includes you singing and playing guitar then yES!”
first kiss with him
as we know, sungjin isn’t quite touchy right
but with you, he slowly open up about pda
so your first kiss take a quite sometimes to happen
like one to two months after you guys officially date
because sungjin literally nervous to make it happen!!
but you can’t blame him though!!
he’s so cute when he looks flustered
so when he and his band finally make a debut at a jazz club downtown
obviously you would come and giving the full support!!
right before he starts performing
you come to the backstage
he looks so nervous
pacing back and forth
and maybe jumps a little to shake off some of his nervousness
“sungjin, baby, come here” you called him, pulling him closer
you took his hands, clasped together with yours
“hey, look at me. you got this! you can do it, love”
sungjin looks dearly into your eyes
as he brought up his hands onto your jawline
caressing it ever softly
“i know i’m gonna rock the stage, it just...i’ve been thinking about something”
“what is it?”
sungjin took a few moments before deciding whether if it is a good time or not
but he just goes with his intuition
“can i kiss you?”
upon hearing his request, your lips can’t help but to curve into a small smiles.
“go ahead, if that makes you calm down”
with your permission
sungjin cupped your face into his palm
and soon
you could felt his soft and warm lips against yours
just when you want to deepen your kiss
“okay lovebirds, sungjin need to get on stage in 3 minutes”
jae interrupts
making you burst into giggles fit
as sungjin hides his face into your neck
feeling embarrassed by his band member
fights with him <//3
small fights with sungjin would usually occurs
and both of you would tried to avoid any big fights happened
however whenever a fight arise, most of the time comes from you
sungjin always keep his composure calm and tries not to burst at you
but you’re the stubborn one in the relationship
but he will tries to understand where you’re coming from
and talked it out
like he won’t walked away from you
but more like giving you space to think
and whenever you finally arrange your thoughts
you would voluntary comes to him
“i’m sorry :(( i miss your hugs :((”
you hugged him after explaining yourself and saying sorry for coming home late and not informing him earlier
making the boy dead worried
and being the softest and caring boyfriend he is
of course he would forgive you
“aigo! you should’ve tell me at the first place!”
sungjin would playfully flicked your forehead as a punishment
because boy he can’t stay mad girlfriend any longer
as conclusion
sungjin is totally whipped for his girlfriend
and would be totally protective over you
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prettywordsyouleft · 2 years
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hello chelle ^^ can i request a cute youngk drabble for chelle chats? theme can be whatever you like <3
take care ~
Pairing: Brian Kang x female reader
Word count: 482
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"Be my date."
Brian snorted, shaking his head. "Absolutely not."
"Why not? Free food. Free booze, too. I'm not boring company. So help me out. Just this once, Kang."
"You could present me with all my favourite things, and I'd still say no."
"Because you're an asshole!"
Brian shot you an amused look. "And you're failing at securing a fake date for sure."
"Brian!" you groaned, stomping around his desk. He went back to working on a budget report. "You know I wouldn't ask if I didn't need you."
"Uh-huh."
"Don't you possess any comradery as a fellow co-worker? Last month I helped you submit that report!"
"Because we're colleagues. Working together is effective in the workplace," he answered monotonously, still tapping away at his keyboard.
"So, let's work together again."
Brian shrugged. "We have that new client to set up an account with. I'm free at three if you want."
"Of course. I'll do that. But I meant on my proposal. I need a date. I'm kind of desperate."
"Way to build my ego by telling me I'm a last resort, Y/N."
"You are the best option. Everyone will love you. You're needlessly charming and handsome, and it would mean so much to me if you could rescue me from going to my cousin's birthday alone," you babbled out, clasping your hands together.
Swinging his chair to face you, Brian watched as you offered him your best smile. Your eyes filled with hope, and he had to take a moment to gather himself.
You had no idea what you did to him.
"No."
"What?!" you shrilled, your eyes forming slits. "You'd really leave me to--"
"I don't want to be your fake date," he announced over your outburst. Standing up, he reached forward to cup your cheek in his hand. "But if there's an opening for me to be your real date, just say the word."
"Wh-what?"
"You heard me, Y/N. If you need a real date, let me know. The answer will be yes."
"You're... not kidding, are you?"
"I'll still be happy to do all that you need me to. But only because I want to. I want you happy with me on your arm. Not in some role-playing game. It's either for real or not at all."
Brushing his thumb over your bottom lip softly, he watched as your mouth parted, your eyes now wide with surprise. Lowering his head, Brian used all his remaining strength to stop just before your lips. "So, what will it be, Y/N?"
"If you don't kiss me right now, I'll--"
His lips met yours in a passionate sweep, the moan that left your mouth made Brian grateful that you had shut the door on your way into his office. Pulling back breathlessly, he smiled happily at how dishevelled you appeared. "I'll take that as a yes to me being your real date."
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My ask box is open for this week’s Chelle Chats!
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chicken-fifi · 2 years
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YoungK (Day6) Drabble - Troublemaking Ghost
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Description: He's just your friendly ghost that you don't know exists and he wants some attention.
Warnings: ghost!youngk, troublemaker, nothing scary really
Word Count: 421 words
Younghyun watched with a giddy smile from around the corner of the living room as you danced around the room looking for your car keys. You had only recently inherited the 1800s mansion he’d resided in for years and were by far the most interesting person to walk through the front doors since your grandmother in her younger days. He missed her. She had been a lot of fun to entertain as well.
“Where did I put those wretched things?” you mumbled out in frustration going back to the couch and flipping the cushions. 
You had placed them in the little bowl near the front door when you’d arrived the night before. He took the liberty of making your morning a bit more exciting and moving them to a completely different room. It had become part of his daily life with you as the new owner, only you weren’t too keen on his little games. Not that you knew he was the one behind all the little inconveniences.
Giving up in the living room, you rushed to the parlor and began looking around there letting out a noise of happiness when you found them sitting atop the small piano. He loved that thing more than anything and maybe you would get the hint and play something for him. Even if you didn’t know you were playing for him. Not giving the piano a second look you rushed back to the sitting room, grabbing your purse and rushing out the front door leaving him to his devices.
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The sound of the piano keys made you stop in your track as you approached the front door of the mansion.
“Is someone else home?” your friend asked, shuffling her books in her arms. “I thought you lived alone?”
“I do,” you uttered, concern etched into your face. “Stay here.”
Quickly unlocking the door you stepped inside carefully making your way to the parlor and stopping dead in your track when you saw the male apparition sitting at the piano playing with a few of the keys. Your keys fell to the floor forcing him to stop and look back at you. Instantly you screamed, the footsteps of your friend rushing into the house to where you were standing, the ghost vanishing into thin air.
“What happened? What’s wrong?”
You pointed in the direction of the piano, the ghost gone, “There was a ghost! Right there!” you stuttered out. Younghyun watched from afar, not visible to either of you. You’d seen him! You’d seen him!
Tagging: @iamthecabbage@confusedchildsstuff@multistan-kpopfanfics if you would like to be tagged and aren't please let me know!
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k-popmakesmyday · 3 years
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could i request young k as your boyfriend please
Thank you for requesting baby!
Want to request for Day6 or another group? Click here!
A/n: I cannot believe it took me this long to do your request, if you still read this I hope you enjoy it 🥺
𝔻𝕒𝕪𝟞: 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕🎵🖤
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↬ ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣:
• you knew Hyunnie before he made it big in Day6
• it was on your way home from a long day of school/work when you heard soft guitar and the most beautiful singing you’ve ever heard
• you took a detour from your usual route and followed the voice until you matched the voice to a gorgeous stranger
• mayhaps you stood there watching him with a smile on your face for a lil (a lot) longer than you wanted to as Younghyun turned to you and smirked
• “it’s been a bit of a quiet night. Maybe all of my listeners got scared off by a certain someone”
• lets just say you were more than embarrassed as you stuttered over your next words
• “I-I’m sorry it’s just.. you’re worth sticking around to watch for”
• and that was it
• after many nights of you seeking out the boy on your way home, he finally asked you if you had anywhere to be at this late hour
• you, of course, didn’t. So you agreed to go for coffee (or any hot drink of your choice 🥰) with him
• many more dates later you were sat in Younghyun’s apartment, half asleep as you listened to him strum softly on his guitar
• “y/n..” he whispered, “I think I’m falling for you”
• his eyes widened when you mumbled a “me too” back to him.
• even with your eyes closed, you knew the exact smile that spread across his face at that moment
↬ 𝔸𝕣𝕘𝕦𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤
• look, lyric writing is hard.
• and whatever you do for work bcs everything is valid is hard
• and sometimes when Hyunnie just can’t figure out how to make that one line fit the rhythm and no!! He’s not angry! He’s just- UGH! Okay!?
• so you can imagine the built up stress leads to a fight sometimes :/
• it’ll end with either of you walking out since you’re both very passionate and didn’t want to cry in front of each other
• but dw you can only be apart for a maximum of like two days before you miss each other
↬ 𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤:
• dates usually consist of you two laying around each other’s apartments, with a movie on as background music while you two talk about your week
• you either lay wrapped up in hyunnie’s arms
• or he lays his head in your lap as you stroke through his hair
• depending on how wiped out you are from the week, you either order food or cook something together (and believe me when I say it is an adorable, giggly mess)
• then you just unwind together and enjoy each other’s company, it may not be a lavish candle-lit dinner, but you two wouldn’t trade it for the world
↬ 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕚 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖:
💌 • 7:34 pm
“Honey, could you get the spaghetti out of the pan for me? I’m almost done with the chicken” Younghyun asked as he flipped the chicken breasts as it sizzled in the pan.
“Mm-hm,” you said as you distributed the spaghetti evenly on the two plates. “I can’t wait to try this, it smells so yummy!”
Younghyun smiled at you as he placed the chicken next to the spaghetti to complete your dishes of creamy chicken pacatta.
The pair of you sat down at your homely dinner table as you twirled around a piece of chicken up with your spaghetti while Younghyun did the same. You see - it was a tradition to feed each other the first bite of whatever you cooked together.
A wide smile spread across your features as the flavours danced on your tongue, and you nodded profusely to tell Younghyun your opinion of the dish.
“What’s the verdict?” Younghyun smiled, twirling his fork with his index finger.
“10/10!”
Later on when you two had eaten, you settled down to watch a movie together. Your eyes were fixed on the action-packed opening scene until you felt something cold touch your lips.
You looked over to your boyfriend who had an open pint of ice cream in his lap who was currently offering you a spoon.
“One bite for me,” he started, “one bite for my baby.”
You broke into laughter before you accepted the spoon of sweet ice cream, there was no where else you’d rather be.
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cherryhanji · 3 years
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when you love someone
drabble. day6 young k x reader
this is for the district nine writers' guild writers' room week#12! (confessions + featuring other group members)
genre: pure fluff, college au, best friend to lovers au, female reader
words: 2.4k
warning(s): foul language. (but not too much tho)
alexa's note:
my love for young k and the song when you love someone is overflowing i need to make this drabble. (It's rlly a good thing the guild made this idea for writer's room) If you haven't listen to this song or the band itself, pls give it a try! All their songs are great and relatable uwu
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"You busy again?" you tried to peek at what your friend's writing in his notebook where he writes most of his own lyrics, one that you're dying to read since last week.
"Yeah, I need to finish this soon, so go away." You pouted and glared at Younghyun while he turn his attention back to his notebook.
"Seriously, Younghyun, I know that it isn't even for a certain subject. Why you won't let me see it?" You whined and the pout never left your lips, hoping that Younghyun will give up and let you see what he's writing.
"Yeah I know, but-- Y-you don't need to read it" realizing that he really won't let you take a peek at what he's writing, you just let him much to your chagrin. After all, you never won against him.
"Right, I guess that one's really important, and confidential I think?" You said and grabbed your bag, fishing for your books instead to make yourself busy since your vacant time just started and you're not hungry (yet). But when you heard Younghyun called you after closing his notebook and fixed his bag, your stomach started to grumble.
"Let's eat? My treat." You can't help but to smile and nodded at him, fixing your bag. Of course, who wouldn't say no to food? Take note, you won't spend a dime.
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You met Dowoon after you eat from the nearby diner. Telling each others' greetings. Dowoon was an Economics major, and he's part of Younghyun's self made band together with Sungjin, Jae and Wonpil.
"Hyung, is it done?" Dowoon asked Younghyun, while you just listened to them, not having any idea with their topic.
"Uh, oh y-yeah. Tomorrow?" Their ambiguity makes you so curious, but you were shy to ask since you were really not that close to Dowoon, so you excused yourself and waited for them to finish, grabbing your phone from your pocket to check the time.
You were a bit shock, well not really because of the time, it is because your birthday is almost next week, but truthfully speaking, it didn't excite you. You're used to being at home or just do normal things on your birthday. Your parents keep on telling you to celebrate but you just tell them you're too lazy to do so. In the end, they don't have any choice but to just visit or send you a birthday cake and greet you. You were fine with that, after all you were not a party person and you know how busy they are.
On the other hand, Younghyun just barges in to your apartment with pizzas, chicken and soda with him. A dinner with unhealthy foods and movie marathon is the best birthday celebrations for you, and also you get to spend your special day with him.
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"Sorry, I can't walk you home. I have something to do. I'll make it up to you, hm? Really." You nod in response, while Younghyun patted your head. This is the fourth, since last week. You understand that he's busy these past few days, but you can't help but to get a bit peeved. You know you don't have the rights to because you are just his best friend for God's sake, he can do what he damn well please.
"Oh, o-okay. I'll wait for it. And- and don't worry, just take your time. You don't have to be sorry, though. See you then?" He just nod and bid your goodbyes before separating ways.
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After taking a shower, you plopped yourself down on your bed, planning to scroll on your phone until sleepiness find its way to you. You don't have classes tomorrow, much better for a birthday rest.
You received a message from your mom, tapping the message icon to check it.
from: Mom
What are your plans tomorrow dear? Your turning 21 now.
to: Mom
what else mom? Of course laze around the whole day tomorrow. That's the best gift I'll ever receive from myself after the hell week mom.
from: Mom
Okay then. What else we can do? We know how hardheaded you are.
to: Mom
i luv u mum.
from: Mom
don't wait for me to throw a kiddie party just for you.
to: Mom
not funny mommy
from: Mom
whatever you say girl. just take your rest or do whatever you want. We'll just send a cake bcs we're gone tomorrow, for work. Love you hun. And we missed you. Happy birthday!
to: Mom
thank you mom, i miss and love u too!
After a conversation with your mom, you opened your Instagram just to see posts from everyone. Your hands never stop its duty to scroll.
After a long ass scroll, it stopped on a video posted by Wonpil. A video of Younghyun playing his guitar. You smiled while your eyes were shooting hearts as you watch him play his guitar and humming in to the music. He's so ethereal. No wonder why every girls from your major envied you. You're one hell of a lucky girl, being best friends with someone like Younghyun, the sweet, talented Younghyun. And that is the problem. Being best friends. You never want to be just best friends with him. You like him for so long. But can you blame yourself for thinking that he might not feel the same way? And you can't stomach yourself being rejected. You hate rejections, how immature of you. But isn't it too much if you'll get rejected again? You got rejected so many times already when you confessed. Maybe it's enough. No confessions, no rejections. No harsh feelings, I guess.
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You were not expecting. You really aren't. But Younghyun should be here at this time now, right? You groaned in exasperation. You really hate yourself with passion. It isn't his duty to go here and bring foods for you, stupid. You keep on convincing yourself that he is busy. But greeting you a Happy Birthday won't eat all of his time, right?
Woah, you are indeed a hopeless case now.
It's almost 7 in the evening, and you were just lazily sitting on your couch, your eyes glued on the television, but you weren't focused on what you were watching. You don't even have an idea on what's the title of the movie. You jumped when you heard your phone ring, your mind automatically registering Younghyun's name. You smiled like an idiot as you tapped the icon open. But your smile disappeared as soon as you read the message.
from: Younghyun
Where are you?
Not even a happy birthday? Wow, what an amazing friend.
to: Younghyun
apartment. why?
from: Younghyun
Can you come over? I'll send you the address.
You don't even get the chance to ask him why when you received the address. It seems so urgent, but what does it have to do with you? You checked the address and it isn't somewhere near his apartment. You just shrugged and decided to change your clothes to a decent shirt and pants, with your shabby pair of sneakers. You really need to buy new ones now.
You hailed for a cab and gave the driver the address. A half an hour of travel and you finally arrived at the place. At first, you hesitated because the driver stopped at a fine looking diner, where your attire seems off from everyone who walks inside. But the driver says that the location was right. So you apologized and gave your payment, thanking the driver before hopping out of the car. Why will Younghyun gave you this address? You grabbed your phone from your pouch and typed a message for him.
to: Younghyun
Why did you gave me this address?
You tapped your feet against the floor while waiting for him to reply. You immediately opened the message as soon as you felt the buzz.
from: Younghyun
go inside. and by the entrance, you'll see a hallway leading to the garden. go there.
to: Younghyun
Seriously Younghyun?? I'll go inside looking like a shit? bet they won't let me in!
from: Younghyun
Just go inside. They don't really give a damn.
You just groaned and put your phone inside. You faced the mirror from the diner and fixed your hair and everything to make yourself at least presentable. You just wish that they won't look at your shoes. Your oh so good looking shoes. God damn it.
"Good evening Ma'am. Welcome to Haven Diner. A seat for two, Ma'am?" A sheepish smiled crept up on your face as the lady attendant asked you.
"Uhm... Actually I have a friend here. And he said that I need to go to that hallway heading to the garden." The lady gasped and nodded enthusiastically.
"Oh, yes, yes. Please take that way, Ma'am. It'll lead you to the diner's garden." You mouthed thanks to her before heading to the said hallway. You don't know why you feel iffy about this situation. But you decided to brush it off since you don't want to have false hopes. Maybe his band have a gig and unfortunately he called you for some errands.
And you weren't wrong. The instruments are there. But what's confusing is no other people from the five boys. You turn your head to Younghyun, together with his bandmates.
"What-"
Younghyun smiled at you, and he seems so edgy.
"Just, just stay there and watch. Okay?" You just nodded slowly, the situation is still not sinking in to you. Dowoon started by beating the drums, before Jae started to sing.
It was a really hard day today
My heart aches for you
The only thing I can do for you
Is to be next to you, I’m sorry
While Jae was singing, your eyes never left Younghyun. He looks so nervous a while ago, but it seems like it all went away when he started playing his guitar. You feel like he took your breath away especially when he started singing.
You’re so pretty when you smile
So every time you lose that smile
Even if I have to give my all
I want to give it back to you
It's like he's talking to you, his eyes were sparkling as he sings, your heart never stay calmed when he looks directly at you.
I want to cry for you
I want to hurt instead of you
I don’t want any scars in your heart
Ever again
When you love someone
So much that it overflows
It’s so amazing
Because this is how it is
Younghyun sang once again, and this time, he is smiling, and your lips instantly form into a smile, too.
This is a song for you
I'm singing for you
I'll give you my everything
You clapped after their song ended, your face will almost rip at how wide your smile was. And the beatings of your heart is still not in normal state. Can you? After Younghyun sang for you? It's not that you never saw him sing with his band, but this one feels utterly different from all his gigs that you attended. It's like this one is especially for you. For you only.
"What was that for?" You can't think of anything to say when Younghyun went near you, so you asked the first thing that came to your mind. Your heart skipped a beat when he hold your hand. His hand was so cold, telling how nervous he is.
"happy birthday, Y/N. and--" he stopped mid-sentence when you hugged him.
"You're so annoying! You- you don't have to do that, you know. But really, thank you. That was so beautiful. I really liked it." You said, and squeezed him more you can already feel how his heart beat so fast.
"I-I'm glad you liked it. But I still have something to tell you." You hummed and pull away from the hug, he sighed as you cock your head, encouraging him to continue.
"I... I like you Y/N." Your eyes flutter as you register what he said. It feels like you're in a dream. This feels so surreal.
"A-are you serious?" You know how much he hates lying. But you just can't believe that this thing was happening. You don't think you deserve any of this.
"Yeah. I won't lie about it Y/N. You know how I hate lying to people. And I don't want to hurt you. I just want to see you smile. I just want to see you happy. Just like the message of the song. The song's for you. That's my gift." You pouted as you try to stop your tears from falling , but it is to no help because it automatically fell. You can hear the sincerity in his voice. Telling that he isn't really joking around. Younghyun just smiled and hugged you once again, rocking your body side by side.
"I hate you" you mumbled while smacking his arms lightly making him chuckle.
"Why tho?"
"Because I like you too, you silly." You told him making him gasp in shock.
"Did you just confessed to me?" He said making you frown. Now he's joking around.
"You confessed first." You remarked and rolled your eyes. Wiping the tear stains away from your face.
"So what are we now?" You asked even if you already know the answer. You just want him to hear from him.
"We're dating. I can see you want to hear it from me." He said and pinched your cheeks. But the grumble from your stomach made Younghyun bursts into laughter. That's surely a mood killer.
"Come on, you need to eat. The celebrant needs to eat." Younghyun said and grabbed your hand, pulling you to sit on the chair. Your eyes wander around to see if the boys are still there.
"But where are the others? I thought they're going to join us?" You said as you wait for the waiter to come.
"They're already stuffing their mouths with tons of food. Don't mind them. This is our time, okay?" He said and winked making your heart jump out.
"Whatever you say, Kang Younghyun."
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this got me like iiiichk omg i hoped you like it! i really enjoyed writing this one🖤
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lily-blue · 3 years
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Hearts never break the same
☆ characters: musician!youngk & florist!you ☆ genre: angst ☆ request: 44. from this prompt list ☆ summary: he regrets nothing more than to leave you behind for fame ☆ words: 1,2k ☆ dedicated to: @dat-town​ ♥ ☆ also: thank you so much @restlessmaknae​ once again for proofreading this drabble despite your hectic schedule ♥ i love you so much, words cannot describe
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You furrowed your eyebrows as you always did when you concentrated on something and the mere sight of it filled the man on the other side of the window with nostalgia. Standing still and picking on his nails, Brian found you more beautiful than ever and if he hadn’t been so insecure about what he could and what he shouldn’t have done, he would have gladly walked up to you to tell you this. But a part of him was painfully aware of the fact that there was a huge possibility of you throwing the arranged bouquet of roses at him the moment he crossed the threshold of the flower shop where you were working at, hence he didn’t. 
He had come back to Canada a few days ago because of a tour, his first ever world tour since he had moved to South Korea to pursue his music-related dreams to be precise. And while he was over the Moon because of the opportunity, the inner teenager felt sick in his chest because of the familiar yet foreign scenery. Not to mention that from the moment he had come across your old neighbourhood, his thoughts kept circulating around the same, old questions that had eaten up his mind four years ago as well. Brian wondered whether you had heard about the concert tomorrow night or whether you had cared at all. Had you ever listened to his yearning and heartbroken ballads? Did you know that they were all about you, you, you? About your late night conversations on the rooftop, the stargazing on cloudy nights and the stolen kisses when no one had been around. About the lazy Sundays, your obsession with cheap rom-coms and the worst taste in chocolate ever. Gosh! He missed you like crazy.
‘Ma!’ A little girl, barely able to walk, ran to you from the storage room and you turned towards her on instinct, so that you could catch her before she could have bumped into your leg and fallen on the dirty floor. She touched your face with her tiny hands and you smiled, a pair of steel green eyes watching your adorable interaction with the same fondness in it like in Brian’s chocolate ones.
Truth to tell, the sudden visitor caught the man off guard. He had heard about your wedding last summer, but he hadn’t known that you had already had a daughter. The little one’s messy, blonde locks resembled yours and seeing her toothy smile, Brian was almost certain that her laughter was just like yours, too. It left a bitter aftertaste on the tip of his tongue.
He still remembered the last time you two had spoken, the heated argument that had left him broken hearted all those years ago. And while he could see it in your eyes that you were truly happy with your life and your family, it was still hard for him to believe that out of the two of you, he was the only one who was stuck in the past. The only one who couldn’t have moved on.
‘So you’re with him now? I thought…’ he had asked you four years ago, desperation clinging onto his deep voice like second skin. He had been standing by your doorstep like a lost puppy and your heart had churned at the sight, really, but you had refused to let him in nevertheless. You had always been aware of your limits after all, and you had known that the moment he would have walked inside your new apartment, he would have walked back into your life as well. You couldn’t have afforded to be weak.
‘What? What did you think, Brian?’ you had asked and the mocking tone of your question had rendered him speechless. Because he hadn’t known. He hadn’t been sure. He had just… a part of him might have hoped that despite your childish fight that had urged him to attend one of those Korean agencies’ local auditions, you would have waited for him to come back the same way he had waited to have you near again. But the moment he had seen that other man kiss you goodbye on the hallway when the elevator door had opened, he had known that he had been dead wrong. ‘Please, I really would like to understand what di–’
‘That you still love me!’ he had mumbled under his nose, cutting your annoyed question off and freezing the blood in your veins like no Toronto winter could have done.
When your gazes had met, there had been nothing but silence. The type that could have killed with its heaviness as it had pushed the air out of both of your lungs.
‘Well, as you can see, I do not,’ you had forced the words through your gritted teeth, taking a step further from your ex-boyfriend when Brian had made the mistake of reaching out to your shaking hand. ‘Leave me alone, Brian!’ You had asked him to go and you had thought that you had been finally ready to shut the door in his face, but his next sentence had proven that you had been still delusional when it had come to your first love.
‘I waited for…’
You had scoffed and had lifted your right hand in front of his face.
‘I waited for you,’ you had claimed, anger turning your cheeks rosy at first, then ruby red. You hadn’t been interested in his bullshit, not anymore. You had finally put yourself together and had moved on. You would have been outright mad if you had let him take your happiness away. ‘I waited for you, for two fucking years, but it’s too late now. I said, get out!’ You had raised your voice and had closed the door in front of him with such force that the echo of the collision had rung in your ears for minutes while you had been staring at it with a blank expression on your face.
Brian had stood in front of your apartment for hours that afternoon, but eventually he had needed to walk away and seeing how happy you were now, he needed to realize that despite how painful it had been, he might have made the right decision. Although, he wished things could have been different. Because he still loved you with all his heart.
‘Good afternoon, young man! May I help you with something?’ an old lady asked the fidgety musician, pulling him back to reality with her warm voice. Brian turned towards her with a small smile, but seeing her lilac apron - identical with the one you were wearing -, he shook his head way too abruptly to not seem suspicious.
‘Thank you, but no. I… I was just window-shopping,’ he said nevertheless and turned his back on the old woman and your family after a respectful bow. A habit that had grown on him in South Korea.
He walked away in a hurry as though he had been afraid to get caught red-handed and your laughter still rang in his ears when two corners later, his legs gave way and he collapsed on a nearby bench in an unfamiliar bus stop. There were many things he regretted in his life and losing you for his fame was one that he would have never been able to forgive himself. Since the void in his chest, regardless of your happiness, was just unbearable.
the end.
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skz-goose · 3 years
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i have cried to day6 on multiple occasions watch christmas be one of them this year
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Your fingers drummed on the metal of the fire escape, creating a little song out of nothing as you watched the sun go down. It was something you did often after long days, sitting on the fire escape and just watching people, cars and the sky. The fire escape was the best part about your small apartment.
However your silence was quickly disturbed when your neighbors window flew open beside you, making you shriek and clutch your chest in surprise. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry, I didn’t know someone was out here.” a very smooth voice, profusely apologized. “It’s okay. I think my heart will start beating again shortly.” You said and looked at him. 
You knew your neighbor, not very well. Just passing hello’s in the hall. You could hear him sometimes though. Playing guitar and singing through the walls. Sometimes you’d just turn 
You watched him sit on his windowsill and pulled your knees up to your chest. “You alright?” Younghyun asked, smiling warmly. He was always so friendly when you both crossed paths. 
“Yeah, just cleansing my brain.” You said and rested your head on your knees. Younghyun couldn’t help but find the way you were sat, very cute. He himself had, had a long day too and needed a bit of brain cleanse too. 
“Can I maybe join you? I think I need a bit of a brain cleanse too, I’ve had a really long day.” He asked and flashed an award winning smile. You weren’t going to lie, everytime you saw him, you thought he was just incredibly attractive. Not in a wow he’s a model way, but in the boy next door, take him home to meet your mom kind of way. Besides, you didn’t own the fire escape. You weren’t in a position to say no. 
“Of course.”  You scooted to the other side of the railing, making room for him. “Thanks.” He said, awkwardly climbing out of his window and onto the fire escape. You held out your hand for him to grab for support, knowing it can be awkward to find a spot. “Thanks again.” He said sitting down across from you. 
Younghyun leaned his head back and yawned, making you giggle. “Been a really, really long day?” You asked and he nodded. “Feels like days are getting insanely long.” He responded and you nodded, relating quite a bit. “Do you sit out here a lot?” He questioned, wondering if this was your way of destressing. 
“Yeah, almost every day. If it’s not raining.” You told him and your eyes locked for a moment. A small blush pulled over his cheeks and you pretended not to notice. But it was ridiculously cute. 
“Do you  destress by playing music?” You asked and he looked at you surprised. “Yeah, I do. How’d you know that?” Younghyun questioned with a smile, kind of confused. “I’ve heard you a few times. Thin walls.”  You confessed, averting your gaze away from him. If he wasn’t blushing before, he definitely was now. 
“Don’t worry about how you sound though, you sound really good.” You added and looked back up to him. He had a big, big smile on his face and red cheeks. “I’m blushing like an idiot.” He said softly and you couldn’t help but laugh. “Just a little.” You paused, stretching out your own tired body. 
“This might be a big request. But can you play me something?”  You finished, your voice going softer in tone. Sometimes after a long day when you heard him play, you turned off your tv and just listened. It was comforting. 
Younghyun was surprised at your request. His other neighbor didn’t particularly enjoy his music, at all actually. The bitter old woman always yelled at him when she saw him in the halls, so this was refreshing. It took him all but 2 seconds to lean over into his window and grab his guitar. 
Watching as he crossed his legs, settling his guitar in his lap. Looking back at you, he smiled. “Any requests?” He asked, his fingers running over the chords gently. “No, not really. Just want to hear you play and sing.” You admitted and you focussed all of your attention on him. 
A wave of nerves flooded Younghyun but he pushed it to the side, he never really played in front of others. However he simply just started playing one of the songs he’s had written, singing softly. 
It was incredibly soothing, his voice, the full sound of the guitar and the comforting words in the lyrics. It made you feel so comforted, like a hug almost. What first was a simple attraction started to be you falling for him and you didn’t mind at all. 
Younghyun watched you as your attention completely focussed on him and he almost stumbled over his words. But he kept his cool, playing through the song and finishing it. Letting the weight drop off of his shoulders. He hadn’t felt this good in a long time and that was because of you. 
You sat and looked at eachother for a moment, in silence. Not an awkward one however, just one filled with admiration. 
Since that day, Younghyun joined you on the fire escape almost every day, as long as it wasn’t raining. On the rainy days, you both sat on your windowsills and talked to eachother. You two had created a routine for eachother, a comfort system that was irreplacable and that all took place on your fire escape. 
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A/N: Idk why (lol nvmnd I do know why its because i love him) I went through it for YoungK today and I watched his ‘Raining in Paris’ livestage and this is what that inspired. 
It’s bad, I know. I haven’t written for YoungK in a long time but, I got it out of my system 
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letsnotdoanything · 4 years
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[10:18PM]
Lying on a king-size bed with Young K. Your legs are tangled while his warm hands slowly shuttle between your shoulder blades and hips, stroking your skin gently. The dim light of the bedside lamp is lightening his face, enhancing his already prominent cheekbones. He pulls you closer by the back of your neck, resting his chin on the top of your head. Closing your eyes, you feel as sleep embraces you and invites you to the dreamland, while Young K plants small kisses along your hairline. He presses his lips to your head but stays there instead of pulling away again, for so long that you start to think that he fell asleep. Soothed by his steady heartbeat and warm breath, you feel yourself falling into the land of nod, but his unexpected whisper brings you back to earth.
"I liked your previous shampoo better."
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