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We Have Each Other ~ Han Jisung | Always Together Event

Pairing: Han Jisung x reader

Genre: One Bed Trope | fluff | university au | acquaintances to friends to lovers

Word Count: 5k

A/N: It's finally here! The word count ended up being a lot more than I originally planned as I kinda fell in love with their dynamic 😅 So sorry for the wait on this one, and the remaining fics for the event are coming I promise! Hope you all enjoy, please remember to reblog/comment to let me know what you thought! 💕

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Content Warnings: 18+ MDNI, swearing/cursing, angst around moving to university campus and losing your friendship with Jisung, storm/thunder mentioned in detail, other than that its just a fluffy comfort fic 🥰

It was a strange situation you had found yourself in, riding in the passenger seat besides someone you would have considered an acquaintance only months prior.

Jisung and yourself had gone to the same high school together, both graduated together and were the only two out of your graduating class to be accepted by the university you'd picked out. Even though this was the case, during your high school experience, you had only interacted with Jisung in passing with brief conversation and even when you two were paired together for a science project, the conversations never ventured off topic to better understand one another.

You both grew up in the same small town but besides the small proximity, Jisung had been considered popular by high school standards and yourself...not so much. You spent most of your teenage years with your close friend, or painting in the art room between classes and never venturing out of your comfort zone. Jisung on the other hand spent his free time socializing, participating in any extra curricular he could or sometimes you would see him with his fellow members of the band he'd formed, practicing in the music rooms.

It was evident when Jisung was practicing with his band. Not due to the obnoxiously loud music drifting out the open windows - which you were sure he opened on purpose - but due to the line of girl's faces that peered through the glass, trying desperately to get his attention.

You couldn't blame them. Jisung was probably one of the most attractive men you'd ever seen, and paired with his bubbly, laid-back and carefree attitude to life, what wasn't there to love? You'd even fallen for his charms when you'd first moved to town, but after you had settled within your own 'clique' and the 'new kid in town' effects had worn off, he became unattainable.

Still when the office had called you in to give you, your acceptance letter along with Jisung, you couldn't help the excitement that danced within you like butterfly wings beating in the open air at the realization you were both going to be attending the same university.

'You got in too?' He had asked with round boba like eyes full of hope that he wouldn't have to adventure into the unknown alone. You couldn't hold back your happiness at the thought he was feeling just as you were - terrified, but so over joyed that you had someone to walk this new life path with.

'Yeah! Congratulations!" You said embarrassingly overjoyed, but it didn't seem to phase him, if anything he only reflected your feelings, pulling you into a tight hug as he threw you around happily.

'Thank fuck! What course did you get into?!" He cheered, putting you back down on the ground and pulling you away from him to hold you at arms length.

You had spent the entire afternoon discussing every detail of your plans for the future as if you had been best friends since childhood. It felt oddly natural. Neither of you paying mind to the fact you'd spent barely any time with the other prior.

You had seen a completely different side to Jisung from the stereotype you had placed upon him. He was humble, charming and sometimes too considerate for his own good. He had fears, goals and was more hard working than you could have ever known looking from the outside in.

In the months leading up to your departure from your small town the two of you had become almost inseparable, promising to look out for each other now you were thrown into the real world and then your plans were set, your bags packed and you were on your way to the next chapter of your lives.

However you couldn't shake the daunting thought, that perhaps when you finally settled into campus, everything would go back to the way it once was and Jisung would untangle himself from your life to step back into the popularity he thrived in.

"You're doing that weird spacey thing again." Jisung pointed out, dragging you out from the depths of your thoughts and back to the moving car you were traveling in.

The rain had grown heavier, slamming against the metal of the car loudly and the world around you had grown darker to match the gloomy weather. It was so loud in fact Jisung's tone of voice was elevated to ensure you heard his teasing statement.

You turned your attention from the window to him, and pouted with fake annoyance, "Like you don't do the exact same thing."

Jisung laughed at your deflection, "Touché, but I tend to answer questions when I'm asked them." He dragged his attention from driving to send you a playful smile before focusing back on the road ahead.

Heat flushed under your cheeks as you realized you had completely spaced out and were unaware he'd even asked a question.

"Do you mind re-asking the question?" You asked sheepishly.

Jisung let out another chuckle at your embarrassed tone.

"I asked if you wanted to stop soon and grab a bite to eat, maybe wait until this rain has passed." Jisung had sat up straighter in his seat, the road ahead of him becoming increasingly harder to make out through the beam of the headlights as the rain only grew in intensity.

A loud crack of thunder startled you out of the comfort of your seat and you gripped the passenger door tightly.

Jisung saw your movement from the corner of his eye with a frown.

"Yeah, I think pulling over until this dies down would be for the best." You responded nervously, trying to relax yourself back into your seat.

"EMERGENCY WEATHER ALERT!" The radio host's urgent voice caught both of your attention and you reached for the volume, turning it up louder to hear the details over the storm.

"Route 37 to 46 has been closed until further notice due to fast flooding. All drivers are instructed to find shelter immediately as a heavy hail storm is rapidly approaching from the east." The radio host's stern voice urged and Jisung's grip on the steering wheel grew tighter turning his knuckles white in the process.

You instantly pulled out your phone and opened maps, searching for the nearest place to pull over, a weather warning popping up on your screen proving the alert to be just as serious as instructed.

"What should we do?" Jisung wasn't one to panic in tough situations, but you could tell by the waver in his voice that he was growing anxious.

"It's okay Ji, I'm finding us a place to pull over." You reassured him.

Your words didn't seem to reassure him though, his gaze fixed on the road and his bottom jaw clenched and unclenched as he bit the inside of his bottom lip.

"Maybe...we should find a place to stay for the night. We need turn off route 37 onto 38 which is flooded." Jisung pointed out and suddenly his tenseness made more sense to you.

It wasn't just getting you out of the storm that was making him nervous, it was the fact he had realized before you had that you both weren't making it to campus dorms tonight. Your two options were to either turn around and attempt to get back home - which would result in a waste of fuel considering how far you'd both already travelled - or spend the night somewhere and pray the roads had been cleared by morning.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I'll find somewhere." You agreed hesitantly, not wanting to put a stop to your trip, especially when both of your orientations were only in three days, but it couldn't be helped.

On maps, a motel only a few more minutes down the road popped up and you clicked on it quickly glances through the pictures. You weren't sure why , when you didn't really have a choice anymore as the rain was only hammering down harder, with the thunder echoing louder the more you traveled down the road. But the motel didn't look too bad, it wasn't anything special, but it was good enough.

"Alright, I've got a motel." You announced and Jisung let out a breath of relief, his hands on the wheel loosening.

You drove up to the motel in silence, letting Jisung focus on driving. The radio was still turned up in case of any further alerts, but none came.

The motel was as expected. It wasn't large by any means, a small office building by the carpark in front of two larger buildings which had room numbers allocated to each room. The carpark was almost full, increasing your and Jisung's anxiousness as you quickly grabbed a few things out of his car to take with you into the motel and then made a run for it to the office, the rain soaking through your clothes almost instantly.

The bell attached to the office door chimed as you entered, alerting the receptionist of your presence.

"Let me guess, need a place to stay for the night due to the weather?" The receptionist - an older gentlemen - asked voice unamused.

Jisung gave a dry chuckle in response, shifting his now wet locks out of his vision as he approached the reception desk.

"What gave it away?" He mused doing his best to not drench the floor more than it already was from previous visitors in your same position.

The receptionist chuckled along and straightened up in his chair from his resting position, reaching under the counter before standing.

"Last room for the night, lucky timing." The receptionist smiled, placing a simple key with a leather tag attached that had the letters 41 etched into it.

You let out a breath of relief, finally moving from your position near the doorway to join Jisung at the reception desk as the receptionist compiled some papers for you to sign and organize payment.

"What brings you two love birds out this way?" The receptionist made conversation completely unaware of your status as he tapped a few times on his computer keyboard.

Jisung coughed unexpectedly as if he had sucked air in too quickly and you froze in place next to him, suddenly becoming aware of how close you had positioned yourself next to him.

"W-we were on our way to our orientation week, but the weather had other plans." Jisung ignored the affectionate term, distracting himself with signing the legal papers of your stay so you didn't have to.

You felt your cheeks heat up at the notion that Jisung hadn't corrected the man, and you turned yourself from view of them both, pulling out your phone to try and act as if it hadn't affected you.

But it had. The idea of being seen as someone who could be with Jisung made a weird sense of hope flutter under your skin. It had been a possibility only your dreams fueled, but to hear someone else feed into the delusion had you giddier than you wanted to be.

"Perfect. It'll be $79 for the night, card or cash?" The receptionist smiled warmly, taking the signed papers from Jisung.

"Card please." Jisung smiled, lifting his bag higher on his shoulder at the insinuation you were almost done.

You scrolled mindlessly, not concerned that Jisung had paid for the motel as your usual routine of paying in turns would only mean you would buy dinner for the two of you.

"You're all set. Your room is in the second building on the far side, room service closes in a few hours, so if you're looking to eat think about ordering soon. We hope you enjoy your stay and keep dry."

"Thank you very much." You responded, finally speaking up and giving a friendly smile toward the kind receptionist.

He gave you and Jisung a nod as Jisung also thanked him for his help, and you took the key off the counter, following Jisung out of the office and back into the storm.

The wind had picked up, causing the rain to harshly attack the two of you under the sheltering the roof of the office building supplied.

"Should we just make a run for it?" Jisung laughed smooshing himself back against the door to avoid the rain as much as he could.

You were already almost soaked through, so you hadn't even bothered trying to avoid it, laughing with him as your wet hair began to cling to your face.

"On 3." You agreed, preparing yourself as you slung the bag you'd packed in the car over your head like a crossbody bag so you could run easier.

"Just be careful okay, don't slip." He warned with a quick concerned glance.

You nodded back at him with an appreciative smile, "Alright 1..."

"3!" Jisung cheered pushing off the door and dashing out into the heavy rain toward where the receptionist had directed you before leaving.

"You dick!" You yelled out after him with a laugh as you hurriedly tried to catch up to him.

You couldn't help but squeal as your socks soaked through when you stepped in a rather deep puddle, water splashing up onto your already damp clothes.

The rain was blinding, your eyes squinted trying to peer through the greyness of the storm, but your vision wasn't entirely needed as you followed the trail of laughs from Jisung enjoying the rain more than he should be.

You reached the second building just behind Jisung, sliding to a stop by a door with the number '40' in rusting silver decals.

"Here we are, home sweet home." Jisung mused moving to stand in front of the neighboring door with the corresponding '41' decal.

You gave him a nervous smile at how suddenly intimidatingly intimate the situation was before you. Although you had spent some time with Jisung over the break, you had never expected to have to share a motel room with him and you couldn't help but feel anxious of the night ahead.

You brushed past Jisung to slide the key into the lock, unlocking the door and pushing it open. Stepping into the motel room it was simple from first view. The bathroom was attached to the corridor near the door and with a quick peak inside it seemed small, but was at least clean and had toiletries available for free use.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror as you turned. Your hair was drenched, sticking to the sides of your face, a thin layer of mascara smudged under your water line and your clothes looked as heavy with water as they felt.

"Oh shit." You heard Jisung curse from further into the room than you had ventured, and following his voice out of the bathroom you quickly realized what the problem was.

There was only a single queen sized bed occupying the space of the bedroom.

Jisung turned to you with a blush on his cheeks and a sheepish grin.

"I-I can set myself up on the floor! Or I can ask if they have spare single beds and I can arrange for one to come in or-or I can see if there is a vacancy soon and I can get another room-"

Seeing this shy, awkward side to Jisung as he scrambled to be respectful of your space with his eyes darting around the room for a solution as his fingers toyed nervously with his bag strap was endearing.

"Ji, it's okay. We can share a bed." You reassured him, trying once again to keep your calm and act like you weren't as nervous as he was.

"Y-yeah...as long as you're okay with it." He let himself relax a little placing his bag on the floor beside the bed so he would stop fiddling with it. "I promise I don't snore!" He quickly added before he could stop himself.

You giggled at his remark, copying his movements and placing your own bag beside his.

"Even if you did, I wouldn't care. It's really fine Ji. It's the last room and it's not a big deal, I promise." You continued to reassure him, unzipping your drenched jumper to further prove your comfortableness around him.

Watching you ease yourself into your surroundings seemed to relax Jisung further as he mirrored your movements taking off his own drenched hoodie and moving to begin retrieving some of his stuff from his bag.

"Did you want the first shower?" He asked after some time had passed of you both unpacking what you needed for the night.

"Yes please, it's freezing." You shivered, collecting your items for the shower and something to wear to sleep that wouldn't embarrass you.

Jisung nodded picking up a discarded air conditioning remote and sent you another of his sheepish smirks, "Sure I'll try and figure out the heating before you get out."

The shower was heaven against your skin and you were certain you hadn't even bothered with the cold tap. Warm water washing away the chill of the rain that lingered on your skin. The sound of the running water echoed off the walls around you and you couldn't help but transport yourself through the events that had led you here. It was a strange collection of domino effects - one choice made affecting the next, and even though it had only been a few months and you really didn't know Jisung well, you still felt as though you were meant to be here in this motel room with him tonight.

Everything with Jisung was easy. Conversations flowed effortlessly, your personalities seemed to mold with one another naturally and whenever you were in his presence you felt at peace with yourself. Due to this you found yourself opening up more than you had with anyone. He knew things about yourself that others didn't, and it was easy to tell him anything when he listened so attentively without judgement.

Still you felt nervous around him, like you wanted to impress him. You wanted Jisung to see the best version of you, you wanted him to like you...just as you liked him...

You turned the shower off abruptly, forcing yourself back to reality with the piercing cold air that followed the cease of warm water to your skin.

Shifting your thoughts to your actions you suppressed the unwanted feelings that tried to inhabit your mind. Drying yourself off and quickly getting changed.

You hurried through your night routine, not wanting to keep Jisung waiting long in the cold and made your way back out into the still cool aired bedroom.

Jisung had changed out of his wet clothes which were now hanging on a drying wrack he must have found in the small closet and was tucked up under the blankets of the bed trying to keep warm.

His head rose from his phone as he heard you emerge from the bathroom and a frown formed on his lips.

"I couldn't get the heater to work." He announced solemnly.

His face softened as he took in your appearance in front of him and his eyes seemed to un-focus themselves for a moment.

"That's okay, I can try and figure it out while you shower." You sent him a small smile, shifting awkwardly on your feet under his gaze.

With a grimace Jisung pulled back the covers, rising from the bed into the cold air and placed the remote down on his now empty spot on the bed.

"Good luck!" He encouraged dipping past you and headed toward the bathroom.

You quickly dove under the covers, cuddling into the warmth Jisung had left behind on the mattress.

You fiddled around with the remote for a few minutes. No buttons you pressed resulted in even turning the unit on and you'd even tried to look the brand up on your phone, but nothing you did was getting it to work.

You had given up, too cold too keep your hands out of the covers any longer and you curled into the fetal position, idlily scrolling on your phone.

You were so engrossed in a video about cat behaviors that you didn't even realize Jisung had emerged from the bathroom, his presence startling you as he jumped onto the bed, hurriedly trying to get under the covers beside you to escape the cold.

"I guess you had no luck!" His voice shrieked, his skin already cooling under his white hoodie.

"Nope, we're both now going to freeze to death." You pouted, rolling over under the sheets to face him in the dim of the lamp light.

Jisung looked so naturally handsome with his now blow dried hair falling into fluffy soft curls. His skin was puffy from the water and his cheeks rounded cutely as he smiled at you with fondness.

"Good thing my blood runs hot, I'm practically a personal heater." He boasted opening his arms up with a playful glint in his eyes.

You breathed out a nervous giggle at his offer, but ignored your shy feelings as you let him pull you into him without a disagreement.

You instantly felt the warmth of his body seep into you as his arms wrapped securely around you, pulling you half onto his chest as he rested on his back.

"Who knew this trip was going to be an early bonding session." You joked at the university's typical bonding sessions they held on the first day of orientation.

Picking up on your joke Jisung's chest vibrated below you with a laugh, "I'd even go as far as saying this entire summer break has been a bonding session."

Even though his playfulness still resided in his tone, there was a hint of something deeper clinging onto it. You noticed it in the way his voice grew deeper as he settled more into the sheets with you. In the way his grip ever so slightly tightened on your waist as if he was reminding himself this moment was real and you were really in his arms. It was as if he was accepting the fact your bond to each other had strengthened. Whether it was purely friendship or something more, that was further to be tiptoed around, but you were just content with how things were.

You knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to tell you he had enjoyed the time you'd spent together over your break, that he was happy that if he had to share a motel room due to a storm that he was happy it was with you, but you didn't need him to tell you that. You heard it in his actions, the way he gently caressed your arm like he was treading carefully around your boundaries, but trailed his fingertips up your arm in an action that told you, you weren't just friend to him and he was not just a friend to you.

He was someone you had grown to admire. You had always admired him, but this was different from the admiration of someone he barely spoke to back in high school. This was an admiration gained from learning his mind, experiencing his softness and strength when needed, and through spending time entwining your lives into the state you were in now. A state of comfortability and trust.

An ear piercing rumble of thunder shook the walls around you and you flinched closer into Jisung as you were once again ripped from your thoughts.

Jisung's arms circled around you tighter on instinct in a motion to remind you that you were safe with him.

"Hey, you okay?" He whispered, one of his hands moving to caress the back of your head into his chest protectively.

You let out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding and unstiffened yourself from the shock of the thunder.

"Yeah, just forgot there was a storm raging for a moment there." You nervously laughed.

Jisung breathed out a laugh through his nose and snuggled closer to you, again showing his fondness for you in his actions.

For a few moments you laid there together amongst the sheets in a comfortable silence, listening to each other's heartbeats and the not so distant rain fall down harder beyond the window.

You couldn't help but let your thoughts betray you. Visions of a possible future where Jisung and you slowly drifted apart once you were settled into your own friend groups. Once a hope that your friendship would blossom into something more fizzling away before your eyes as you watched him fall back into the stereotype he once held and you were left alone to face obstacles you weren't prepared for.

"What's bothering you y/n?" Jisung called you back to reality shifting his leg under yours to capture it between his thighs and prompting your other leg to entangle over his other - making you both more comfortable against one another.

"Hmm?" You questioned lifting your head to look at him through the dimness of the lamp light lighting up the darkness of the room.

He looked down at you with concern and tilted his head at your confusion to his question after being zoned out again.

"This is the second time today that you've zoned out like that, what's on your mind?" Jisung asked softly his fingertips on the back of your head sinking through your hair to soothe at your scalp.

You huffed out a breath trying to give your mind a moment to figure out how you could express your doubtful thoughts about your future together without admitting the feelings building within you for him.

"It's..." You trailed off still unsure how to explain what you were feeling.

"Hey...you can tell me anything, you know that right?" Jisung further tried to console you into speaking your mind.

It was working. The longer you looked into his eyes that worried maybe somehow he had overstepped or said something to upset you, only made you want to tell him every little detail you kept bottled up within you.

You rested your chin gently on his chest looking up at him with a nervous smile as you hesitated briefly to tell him again, but Jisung's patience and determination to relieve you of whatever was burdening you, only encouraged you to open yourself up to him.

"I'm just...worried." You finally expressed, "I'm worried that once we get settled into campus and our classes, everything will return back to how it was before." You whispered into the space between you like it was a secret you didn't even want Jisung hearing.

A frown appeared on Jisung's lips as he took in your concerns and his arm holding you to him softened as he soothed you further into the comfort of his presence.

"Stop that. Don't think like that." He disagreed, sadness overtaking his assertive tone and to your surprise he leant down closer to you, pressing a lingering kiss into your forehead tenderly.

"You don't have to worry about that y/n. I promise you, I'm not going anywhere." He promised you resting his head back on the pillows behind him, his caring eyes still focused on yours.

You stayed silent, letting the weight of his promise replace any fears or doubts that tried to cling onto you.

Your silence however, only prompted Jisung to continue his sincerity to ensure you understand that what he spoke of was the truth.

"Over this break, I found myself wondering why I had never tried more to be a friend to you for all those years. You really are one of a kind y/n, and I'm never letting you go." He smiled brightly and genuinely as he playfully gave your hip a pinch to lighten the mood.

You shrieked out a laugh, jolting in his hold and slapped his chest playfully before you settled back down on his chest, letting the mood shift back into a more serious one.

"You're one of a kind too Ji, I'm really thankful to have you here and for what comes next." You admitted giving him a warm smile in return.

Jisung always knew exactly what to say just to make your heart flutter faster in your chest. You were immensely grateful to have him around, and you couldn't picture anyone more perfect to tackle your future head on with.

"We have each other." He spoke affectionately, moving his hand from your head to your hand that rested respectfully on his chest to hold onto it, giving it a reassuring squeeze before he continued, "I know we haven't been close for long, but you already mean so much to me. I don't want to picture a future without you in it."

Tonight wasn't the night for confessing how you really felt about each other. So much had already happened today, there was still so much uncertainty in the months to come and you both needed to focus on your studies to ensure you could both stay on campus together.

But even if you hadn't told Jisung you were falling for him, and if Jisung hadn't told you. Your blossoming affection for each other was clear, and you knew it was only a matter of time before either of you couldn't keep it in anymore.

But for the meantime, you had Jisung and Jisung had you. And you were now positive, nothing could come between the bond you had forged tonight.

"Should we order room service before it gets any later?" You offered, eyes sparkling up at Jisung.

Jisung's eyes reflected the same hope for your future together, but he let out a groan of detest.

"That means I have to move though." He whined closing his eyes in protest.

You laughed at his antics and went to move from his hold, but it suddenly tightened around you.

"Can we...just stay like this for a bit longer?" He asked vulnerably.

You felt your heart melt at yet another unspoken confession of affection and reversed your movements, molding yourself back into him.

"Sure, for as long as you want Ji."

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Homesick

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Prompts ; 11. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.”  + 9. “Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.” 

Pairing : boyfriend! Renjun x reader

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : fluff

Word count : 370

Warnings : mutual feelings, established relationship, idol!au, fluff, slightly ooc

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3am. You groaned, looking at the clock before staring at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, you wiped your tears and sat up. Looking around, you saw the side of the bed was empty, Renjun's sleeping figure nowhere to be seen, raising your anxiety further after the nightmare you'd just had. "Junnie?" you called out, voice wavering as you got up, looking around. The bathroom light was out, meaning if he was still here, he was downstairs. You stumbled slightly, quickly making your way downstairs, a breath of relief escaping you as you saw him in the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil for his tea, lent over the counter.

The first thing he noticed was the trembling and the absolute fear etched on your face. "I thought you'd gone, I had a nightmare and-" you rambled, rushing over to hug him tightly, practically clinging to him. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.” he comforted, arms holding you tightly and securely. "Breathe, love." he whispered, gently caressing the back of your head and pressing kisses to your temple. "You want some tea? It'll calm you down." he suggested, not letting you argue with him as he made it in his mug, giving it to you. He didn't judge you, he didn't mock you. He simply stayed with you, holding you in his arms as he whispered sweet words of comfort and reassurance while you finished the tea before he took you back to bed.

“Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.”  he mumbled lovingly, helping you get comfy again. "..Can you cuddle me? I just don't want to be alone." you admitted, the smallness of your voice making his face soften, nodding as he climbed in beside you. Your bodies fitted together like puzzle pieces, your head buried in his neck while he lazily scratched your back, keeping a close eye on you. "Nothing will get you while I'm here, my love." he assured, kissing the top of your head. "I love you." you whispered, sniffing and pressing a delicate kiss to his neck.

"I love you too, angel. You're my home."

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— SOFT KISSES ON YOUR PAIN

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ jake leaving soft kisses on your fresh bruise ヾ

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AS JAKE LIGHTLY KISSED ON TOP of your freshly formed bruise, you couldn't help but let out a small sigh of contentment. His lips were warm and soft against your skin, his touch gentle yet reassuring.

"There," he murmured softly, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "All better now?"

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle at his sweet gesture, feeling the warmth of his affection spreading through you like a comforting blanket. "Almost," you teased, leaning into his touch, savoring the gentle sensation of his lips against your skin.

He leaned in again, pressing another feather-light kiss to the bruise before planting one on your forehead. "I hate seeing you hurt," he admitted, his brows furrowing with worry.

"I know," you said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek. "But having you here makes it all better."

A warm smile spread across Jake's face, and he leaned in to capture your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. It was moments like these that made you grateful for him, for his unwavering love and care.

"I love you," he whispered against your lips, his breath warm against your skin.

"I love you too," you replied, feeling a rush of warmth fill your chest.

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somebody needs to do a robin hood!beomgyu x princess!reader.. let me cook y’all wouldn’t understand 🙏

like imagine long haired beomgyu with a cloak holding a bow… he’s very sassy and funny… and he meets the princess in the woods or something… like, they’re completely opposite but they fall in love anyways…. maybe like an enemies to lovers sort of thing. SOMEBODY BETTER DO THIS ‼️

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"god, you look so adorable when you are blushing" prompt with Seungmin pretty please 🥺

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Seungmin's laying snuggled against you on the couch, his head is resting on your shoulder and his arm is draped over your stomach.

He's sound asleep while you're watching a show you like. But it takes you by surprise when you hear him softly mumble your name.

"So in love with you." He then whispers, almost quietly but you can hear it.

You chuckle to yourself and gently stroke his hair as he continues to mumble and talk in his sleep.

After a few minutes, he opens his eyes and and rubs them. "How long was I gone for?"

"Half an hour."' You say. "You talked in your sleep."

Seungmin sits up and looks at you. "Anything interesting?"

You smile and feel your cheeks get a little warm. "Uhm, you said my name a few times and that you're so in love with me.

"God, you're so cute when you're blushing." Your boyfriend says, pressing a kiss on your lips. "I really am so in love with you."

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⋆·˚ ༘ * just a lil thing that popped in my head and wanted to write about our sweet puppy boy, seungmin. enjoy! <3

Imagine Seungmin sweetly singing to you after a rough day. He was almost going to say something silly before catching a glimpse of your eyes. Glassy, red and hurt. He would give you space letting yourself change from your work attire to loungewear. He would slide in beside you on the couch as you mindlessly stare ahead at the black tv screen. Warm hands envelop your shaky ones. Spreading and interlocking fingers assure you that Seungmin is here. His warm espresso eyes recharge you instantly as if you took a shot. You cower to Seungmin’s chest, his arms encapsulate you immediately.

Home.

His chest moves as he inhales a deep breath before his honey-like voice rings through your ears. A familiar (and favorite) tune the two of you sing from time to time is being sung so sweetly. Smiling up at Seungmin, he was already looking down at you with the biggest smile. His eyes locked with yours never stopping the verse he was on. He places a hand upon your cheek. The feeling of his callus smooths over your skin. Pink ears poke out from his chestnut colored hair. Seungmin ends the song with a kiss to your cheek.

“Even when you’re upset, you’re still beautiful.”

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I'M NOTHING WITHOUT YOU

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 645

notes: not proofread, title from LANY - you!, mullet beomgyu they could never make me hate you

beomgyu’s face scrunches up; his body stirring at the feeling of your hands twisting through his hair. it’s a comforting feeling - one he would normally enjoy, even - had he not wanted to sleep in longer. 

you can tell he’s awake. his breaths are no longer as deep or slow and his quiet snores have since subsided. but neither of you make any move to start your day. not yet, at least. 

with beomgyu’s eyes still closed, chasing the last remaining remnants of his sleep, you continue to play with his hair. you carefully twist the strands through your fingers, gently scratching your nails against his scalp. you softly smile, brushing stray strands of hair away from his face. 

beomgyu whines softly when your fingers slip out of his hair, instead settling to rest against his shoulder. you chuckle beneath your breath as you lean in, pressing a chaste kiss against the junction of his neck and shoulder. “morning, gyu,” you murmur. 

he quietly grumbles in response, languidly rolling onto his back so he can look up at you. his eyes only flutter open for a second, but it’s still enough time for him to take in the sight of you. your messy strands of disheveled hair framing your face. your soft smile when he looks up at you. your skin shining with a golden glow from the morning sun. you, the love of his life.

beomgyu reaches up to cup your cheek, lazily trailing his fingers against your skin. you wrap your hand around his own, pressing a quick kiss against the inside of his wrist. “i’ll go make some breakfast.”

he reacts quickly, gently grabbing onto your hand. beomgyu intertwines your fingers together - a sign that he’s not ready to let go. it’s a gesture that’s usually reserved for overly dramatic goodbyes in airport terminals or hidden in the safety of your apartment as you send beomgyu off for a long day of work. there are no pressing matters that threaten to keep you out of his arms, but you respect the gesture all the same, quietly slipping back underneath the covers with no complaints. 

“stay,” beomgyu murmurs, wrapping his arms around you. a soft sigh of content escapes his lips as he nuzzles himself against your chest; his body covers yours almost entirely like a giant weighted blanket. his eyes flutter shut once again. “just a little longer.”

you chuckle, but relent without complaints all the same. instead, you reach your hands up to brush your fingers through his hair once again. “we need to get up at some point, you know,” you murmur. “you promised to bake with me today.”

beomgyu hums, though you’re not sure if he’s actually registering the words you’re saying or if they’re just fading into the background like white noise for him to fall back asleep to. 

“we have work tomorrow,” you continue, twisting the strands into makeshift curls. “if we lay in bed today all day, we won’t have time to do anything until our next break.”

you can just barely make out the apology beomgyu mumbles into your t-shirt. his fingers snake underneath the fabric; his fingers trace miscellaneous shapes against the skin on your hips and side. 

a comfortable silence falls over your room once again. your hand falls to beomgyu’s back, now gently soothing the soreness of his body as much as you can. 

“are you ready to get up now?” 

beomgyu lets out a soft hum of discontent. you tilt his face upwards to look up at you as he blinks the sleepiness out of his eyes. pushing himself up, he hovers over you, so close that you can see the mischievous glint his eyes and the corner of his lips beginning to curl into a smirk. 

“five more minutes,” he murmurs just before he presses his lips against yours once again. 

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when you accidentally hurt yourself.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 600 genre fluff established relationship non-idol au warnings not proof-read skinship kissing petnames mention of injuries, cuts — more

a/n. requested!

heeseung would be so incredibly sweet; the way he’d tend to your injuries with such gentle touches— “you alright, baby?” he’d ask, looking up to meet your gaze, his hands in the midst of bandaging the cut on your knee; would raise a hand to softly wipe away fallen tears, planting a pretty kiss on your lips to make you feel all better…

jay would, initially, begin nagging at you; although there’s a furrow painted on his features, the soft look in his eyes doesn't fail to show his care and concern— “baby... didn’t i tell you before that it’d be dangerous?” he’d lightly chide, tending to the wound on your leg with soft caution; wouldn’t tear his gaze from you, worry-filled eyes watching as you carry out daily tasks with a limp— would offer his help in a heartbeat…

jake would be so soft; doesn’t hesitate to rush to your side, an arm swiftly wrapping around your build to steady and support your bodyweight— his first priority would definitely be your comfort; wouldn’t wait a mere millisecond to carry you in his arms, resting you at a bench nearby; “oh gosh... did you sprain your ankle? do you think you're still able to walk?” he’d ask, though it seems natural to him that he piggyback you back home, no matter the answer; would press sweet kisses all over your face as consolation…

sunghoon would be so meticulous, despite the injury being a small cut on your finger; “is this okay, baby? or does it hurt a lot?” he’d check in with you almost minutely, pure concern clouding his eyes— and when you’d reply with a little giggle, he’d only shoot his gaze towards your direction, lips curling downwards in a small frown; “what's so funny?” he’d ask, lips puckering in a tiny pout; ‘charming’ would be a better word, you think— especially when he’s carefully angling a huge bandaid over your little paper-cut…

sunoo would be gentle beyond the capabilities of words; the way he’d softly gaze up at you, slipping a small “this will hurt a little”, before lightly dabbing the cut with a disinfecting wipe; would probably pick out the cutest bandaid for you. “be careful, okay? it hurts to see you in pain,” he’d add, lightly ruffling the top of your head with adoration brimming from his gaze…

jungwon would, unexpectedly, be really serious; if it were to be concerning any other thing, he’d probably be more lighthearted— your health and safety, however? that tops the list of importance; doesn’t waste another second to dash over, one knee to the ground as he examines the gaping wound on your leg; although his brows dig deeply into his skin, a disgruntled expression glued onto his face, he’d try his best to make his concern less obvious, not wanting you to worry. “c’mon baby, i’ll carry you on the way back— it’s no biggie,” he’d add, flashing a sweet smile towards your direction…

riki would be so worried; one second you two were jokingly fooling around, the next you were laying on the ground, a pained expression tugging on your features— would immediately drop everything and anything just to check up on you; would be so tender, yet cautious, not wanting to be the one inflicting pain on you— “is this okay for you? let me know if it gets uncomfortable”, he’d softly say, tending to the cut on your leg with pure gentleness; “gosh.. you’re so clumsy, baby”, he’d lightly chide, shaking his head in soft disbelief— best believe that he’d spoil you with affection and tons of kisses throughout your recovery…

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐠

☆ Genre: Fluff, crack

☆ Warnings: No

☆ Request: For @cherrybeartoast ♡

☆ Characters: Seungmin, Y/N, SKZ

☆ Word Count: 1k

“Close your eyes,” Y/N giggled as she jumped up behind Seungmin; the man in question sighed in a dramatic way, though he did as she said and let his eyes fall shut with the faintest of smiles on his lips.

Pulling out two small balls of fluff from behind her back, Y/N giggled in excitement. She held them out in front of the man and waved them around giddily, the rattle of the keychains making Seungmin open his eyes again.

“Look!” Y/N grinned. “I got these for us. Miffy is mine … I got you Snuffy.”

She handed the little brown dog to Seungmin; he turned it around slowly in his hands, his fingers toying with the soft fur.

“Y/N,” Seungmin’s voice had adopted his familiar dry tone and Y/N couldn't help but grin. “Do I look like your dog?”

Y/N squeezed her arms around his shoulders, her body half clinging onto his body, half swinging around her. “Do you want the truth?”

Seungmin turned his head ever so slightly and glared at the girl.

“Do you like it?” Y/N asked. She bounced her Miffy plush down Seungmin's arm, the man's lips twitching as he watched her bump it against the dog in his hands.

“Maybe,” Seungmin said. Y/N started to laugh at his impassive face, and when Seungmin tucked it away in his pocket, she grinned.

Seungmin cleared his throat. “Thanks.”

Y/N's grin widened, her eyes sparkling as she tried to hug Seungmin even harder. He grumbled but accepted her clinginess anyway, the only thing implying he enjoyed it being his slow leaning back into her. His body seemed to melt into hers and Y/N giggled as she kissed his cheek, her fingers mischievously going to cup his face before squishing it into a funny shape.

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Jeongin stared blankly as Seungmin jumped around the practice room. His hair flew in energetic waves as he almost bounced off of the walls in excitement; tightly clutched in his hand was the plush keychain Y/N had given him, and Jeongin sighed when he realised he was Seungmin's next victim.

“Look how cute he is,” Seungmin said for the sixth time. He smiled widely as he grabbed Jeongin by the neck and waved the plushie at him. “Y/N got me it!”

Jeongins's lips pressed into a thin line as he sighed. He patted Seungmin's shoulder. “Good for you bro. It's very cute.”

From the other side of the room, Hyunjin burst out laughing. He collapsed into the mirrored wall behind him and banged his head against the glass; it only made him shriek with more laughter, his hands clapping together once as his hair flew into his eyes.

Chan looked up and shook his head. There was a tender look on his face as he watched Seungmin shoot across the room, showing each one of the members the newest addition to his Sanrio collection.

“What has she done to him?” Jisung asked loudly as he sat down beside Chan on the floor. He cracked open a bottle of water and missed his mouth completely In his eagerness to get the beverage down him; it splashed over his front and spilled onto the floor, and he smiled guilty at Chan who sighed laboriously.

“I have no idea,” Chris said as he mopped the water up with a crumpled napkin from his pocket. “But I'll have to thank her some time … I've never seen Seungmin this happy, like … ever. It's adorable.”

“It's weird,” Jisung said. His entire face exploded into one of amusement as he watched Seungmin launch himself onto an unassuming Minho.

“I don't care!” Minho yelled in annoyance as he stormed away from Seungmin.

Seungmin grinned devilishly and dashed after Minho with his hand outstretched, his keychain dangling from his fingers.

“Wow,” Chan chuckled as he watched the scene unfold. “Now that's definitely something.”

From an inconspicuous corner, Jeongin was whispering in hushed tones into his phone.

“Y/N! Can you stop buying Seungmin plushies?” Jeongin hissed. His eyes were wide as he surveyed the chaos brewing in the room; Seungmin was chasing everyone around with a manic glint in his eyes, his mouth open with a happy grin and the Snuffy plush wiggling around in his hand.

Y/N giggled over the phone. “What? Why?”

“He won't shut up about Snuffy!” Jeongin whined. “We've barely finished practice and he's shoving it in all our faces … I am tired, Y/N.”

“Really? He barely reacted to it when I gave it to him yesterday,” Y/N said.

Jeongin wrinkled his nose. “He tries to act cool in front of you. Wait a minute … I'm going to send you a video.”

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“So … you really like the keychain, huh?” Y/N asked nonchalantly once she was cuddled up on the sofa with Seungmin.

The ghost of a smile passed over Seungmin's lips. “It's okay.”

“Really? Is this how someone acts when things are just ‘okay’?”

Y/N held out her phone to him; Seungmin's eyes widened and the entirety of his face and neck flushed the colour of beetroot as he saw himself running around the practice room like a headless chicken. His mouth fell open and he tried to reach for Y/N's phone; but she pulled it away and burst into a fit of giggles at the shyness creeping over him.

“You're so cute,” Y/N grinned. She tossed her phone to the side and threw her arms around Seungmin who had now closed the hood of his hoodie around his face. Only his nose was visible and Y/N kissed it as she squeezed him tightly.

“Who sent the video?” Seungmin's voice was muffled.

Y/N smiled. “Not telling.”

“That's not fair,” Seungmin grumbled. “Who's side are you on? Mine or his?”

“His,” Y/N said. “Because he sends me cute videos of the cutest man in the whole world.”

Seungmin pushed his hood back and stared at Y/N.

She smiled back cheekily. “Oh, wait. Cutest dog in the whole world.”

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&Team | Nakakita Yuma

Only a true wolf

will fall in love

with the moon.

~ &Team Running with the Pack Series ~

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Always with you ~ Yang Jungwon

Genre: Vampire!au, Soulmate!au, fluff, angst.

Warnings: Asylum esk themes, blood and some horror esk moments.

W/c: 4k

A/n: None of the actions/personalities portray any of Enhypen in real life. It's just for entertainment purposes.

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You sat in the window seat of your room in the orphanage, reading a book on animals of all kinds. The stuffed animals were perched along the ledge as well as on your rocking chair and the bed. They were the selected few the orphanage caretakers provided to keep you entertained, even though you were 'almost' eighteen, you wanted to keep them with you. A wardrobe stood up on the north wall–the same as the bed–at the foot of the bed frame. In the corner your body faced, was a cabinet with drawers and a few unimportant dusty objects that were on top. A simple faded green circle rug sat in the middle of the wooden floor with books of all kinds laid out open to the crisp air. Your plain light blue dress was spread out around your legs keeping your pale skin covered, and your waist long hair was pinned back nicely in its normal half up half down style you were always instructed to wear. 

     A gentle breeze came over you through the crack of the opened glass pane window, causing you to look down at the big front yard. Other kids played with outdoor games or dolls in the grass under the great oak trees; but you stayed inside in your personal assigned room for two reasons: one, the kids were frightened of the cold behavior you possessed around them and two, you were a vampire and was afraid they would be suspicious of how you did not behave like them. But you, out of everyone who stayed in the orphanage, only knew of your dark secret and had been determined to keep it that way. The sun was blocked behind the gloomy sky in the afternoon sky as the day went on; today was the day that no one had to go to the medical room for a check up. 

     The rain stopped thirty minutes ago, allowing the kids to play outside. Most kids that arrived here were sick and went under special treatments. But rumor has it that the treatments didn't turn into anything else but death. The caretakers favored treating you because of your dead like appearance and no matter what they put into you it would never make a difference. Of course you knew exactly why and the caretakers were slowly beginning to exploit what you were with each test. Something they injected into your neck did weaken you for a few minutes and made you lethargic which you did not like. But because you were a vampire you came back to your senses quickly and the caretakers would act as if nothing happened and that you were healthy.  Not really fitting in and being the weird freak out of the bunch of kids that come and go here was beginning to feel stressful without anyone to relate to in this place. 

Your abilities are to speak with any type of animal as well as take control of their mind and body. You tried your best to hide your gift as it previously caused trouble and damage to you back at the old orphanage you stayed at.

~Back at the previous orphanage~ 

     Outside near the kitchen side of the building, hidden in the forest trees, you hunted for your next meal. All the other kids could eat freely with each other, while you took your food that the kitchen maids prepared for you to the woods where you could properly dispose of it and eat your kind of food. When you had gotten a rabbit to eat, one of the newcomers that arrived two days ago took interest in you and secretly followed you into the forest without you knowing. He didn’t find anything suspicious until you turned around freezing in place.  Finding him standing a few feet behind you brought panic into your mind. Jungwon, who was also a vampire, was not surprised or scared like you had thought he would be. He only told you to be careful of how you hunted and then left without another word. But you ignored his warning and continued to live the way you wanted, Jungwon being with you every step you dared to take.

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     The forest was beginning to become dusk as you walked back to the orphanage after drinking your third animal that day. As you stepped over a fallen log, a sudden twig snapped behind you. Pausing, you stayed still using your hearing to detect anyone around. After a few seconds of waiting, you heard nothing happening, so you continued to walk on. But not even taking two steps forward, a hand catches your wrist turning you around mid-step. You were then standing face to face with Jungwon. He was holding his index finger up to his lips to tell you to be quiet. Your defense cleared your mind once you figured out it was him who grabbed you. 

"What are you doing out here at this hour?!" he whisper-shouted. You huffed pulling away from his strong grip. 

"Eating," you replied, with a shrug. He sighed in frustration, glancing at the forest cautiously. 

"If you don’t be careful someone will notice," he warned you. You rolled your eyes and began to walk again in the direction of the orphanage. 

"I will be fine, you worry too much Wonnie," you teased him. He caught up with you and grabbed your hand. 

"I worry because I care about you," he explained, sternly. “Do you remember what I told you that day by the pond?” Jungwon asked you. You sighed, turning to face him.

“We will protect each other for eternity,” you recited to him. He nodded, bringing his hand up to brush your hair behind your ear.

“I meant it, I want you to be safe, okay?” he spoke gently.

You smiled with a short nod and gave him a sweet kiss on his lips. Then continued to walk with him to the edge of the forest where you both could see the big stone house. You both walked up the side of the building rounding the corner to the front door. Reaching the great double doors, he stopped you from continuing into the orphanage.

"I love you, you know that right?" he asked in a whisper. So that any prying ears didn’t hear.

“I love you too,” you whispered back, giving his hand a squeeze.

     Jungwon and you connected immediately after your first encounter, it did take a few days to talk to each other after the incident in the forest, but you two were inseparable after that. You both did everything together in secret to avoid suspicion. Jungwon was caring, protective, and loyal to you. He was your best friend and soulmate, the very strong bond was growing the more you two were around each other. It would be unbreakable soon enough.

     Unfortunately the bond went to ruins in a matter of hours, the next morning very early when the days began to stay dark longer. You were in the upstairs living room reading a book by the fireplace using the light to see the words on the pages. Some footsteps brought you out of the world of ink. Before you could process any action, you were grabbed by two males that were much bigger than you, they pulled you up and dragged you down the stairs. You did not dare to make a sound as the other kids were fast asleep. The men took you outside down the dirt path to the front of the gate to a wagon that was parked close to the road. 

     The dawn was still far from peeking over the horizon, the only light was the lanterns on the wagon. All the while in the distance stood the headmistress who watched you be taken away with relief. The wood scraped your back at the force they used to hall you up into the wagon. Taking one last glance at the house, fear and pain filled your heart as you realized Jungwon didn’t know you were being taken. He would be so worried and heartbroken. You can’t just leave him.

“Jungwon!!” you suddenly shouted out, startling the men in the wagon. They quickly silenced you before you could call once more. As the world around you went dark and the sound and movement of the wagon began to drive away from the orphanage leaving your heart clenched in pain. Your bond ached for the presence of your soulmate.

     In the later morning, Jungwon made his way through the whole house trying to find you, the confusion and fear blocking his mind was making him dizzy. As he entered the family room, he noticed a book turned over on the floor next to the fireplace. He came up to the book and picked it up, finding that it was the same one you had been reading. 

“They took her early this morning,” a soft voice spoke behind him. Jungwon looked over his shoulder seeing a boy with black hair and pale skin around his age standing in the doorway holding a teddy bear. His name was Sunoo.

“Who took her?” he asked, he could feel his own eyes turn at the thought of someone hurting you. Sunoo shrugged.

“Someone, who doesn’t like vampires,” he responded. Jungwon stood up rushing up to him, getting up in his face.

“What makes you think there are vampires here?” he questioned as if it was a threat. Sunoo let out a giggle. 

“You're not the only vampire who lives in this building,” he whispered. Jungwon backed away in shock. What? He is a vampire too? How is that possible? Just then another guy much taller than Jungwon and Sunno came in. His name was Heeseung, Jungwon remembered.

“Sunoo, leave him be,” he ordered. “The others are waiting,” Was he also a vampire? 

“I'll be around if you need our help.” without another word Sunoo left the room. Jungwon sighed looking at the open window. 

“I will find you," he vowed, speaking aloud as if you could hear him. 

~Back to present orphanage~

     You had not seen Jungwon since that early spring morning, leaving you to fall into a depressive state, everyday the pain in your heart grew as the days dragged on without Jungwon. But about two weeks ago, it was going to be your three year anniversary of your stay at this orphanage. One partly cloudy afternoon, you were outside when a hummingbird flew down to your figure, who was placed in the middle of the garden, squatting down to the plants picking the required daily rations of herbs for the kitchen. At first you were not interested and irritated with its presence, but after a few tries to grab your attention, you finally looked up at the bird sitting on the little wooden label stuck in the ground. You had found a little skinny white ribbon in its beak. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you gently took the string and plucked a basil leaf tying the ribbon around it then gave it back to the hummingbird. Sending it back where it traveled from. 

     Another week went by, around eight o’clock in the morning the same hummingbird came back this time to your window with a little note tied to its foot. You rushed to the window, opening it letting him come in. Once you retrieved the note it said, 'Wait for me.' Jungwon. You sat all day long with butterflies in your stomach trying to understand the message. A call from outside by the headmistress broke your train of memories. The boys and girls got called inside for afternoon tea and snacks making you mentally cringe. As for you, the thought of food other than blood did not peak your interest. Speaking of snacks, it was almost pre-feeding time, which was only one hour. 

     Closing the book on your knees, you began to stand up when a sudden movement came from outside of the window down in the trees. You looked to the distant trees near the edge of the forest immediately spotting a tall male around your age leaning against a tall tree. He was looking right at you with curious eyes, he had chestnut brown hair and his clothes were a different style then the boys who stayed here. His eyes were like a doe's and he also had a soft handsome face and seemed to be fairly tall. Your eyes remained on him until a few kids came back outside to collect their toys distracting you for a second. When you looked back at the male he had vanished. Humming in confusion, you shrugged it off walking away from the window.

     Right around supper time, you finally needed to eat. Placing the last book back onto the shelf, you straightened up moving to the closed door reaching out to the door handle. When you opened the door however two female caretakers stood at the door blocking the way out. Their faces looked soft and friendly.

“The headmistress wants to see you, come with us,” the first one informed you. Feeling nervous and uncertain, you nodded slowly and followed them down to the left of the hall, but instead of moving more to the left to go downstairs to the office, they moved to the right. So you continued to walk past the entertainment room then down another hall reaching the end of it to the last door on the right. A feeling of dread came to your mind as the door opened and your body began to retreat from it. The second female caretaker caught your arm before you could rush back to your room. Quickly, she silenced you by covering your mouth with her hand, she then had help from the first caretaker and together they dragged you down the wooden flight of stairs down into the basement. The treatments were held down here, only, it was not a new month, so your treatment was already completed. 

     Fear clouded your mind as the stairs became more and more less, you did not know why you were being brought down here, but you did not like it.

“Please, my treatment is already complete! Why am I down here?” you asked as you fought their grip. Of course you got no answer. As your feet touched the cold damp stone floor, a male caretaker met the three of you at the end of the steps to help control your erratic behavior.   Fighting the attempt to use your full strength, the door to the hallway leading to the room was in view now. Unfortunately, it was not an examination hall, no, it was an experiment hall with the metal chairs in the center of the room. The dimly lit hallway showed the headmistress of the orphanage standing with her arms folded neatly in front of her. A fierce look of determination and disgust plastered on her pug like face. 

"Why am I going to the experiment chairs?" you frantically questioned her. She smiled reassuringly, which you saw right through. 

"Just a few extra tests we need to do," she simply replied. You panicked by stuttering out noises  of confusion. She gave a blank expression before giving a small nod to the door to her right. Without another moment to spare, the male caretaker began to drag you to the hallway. 

"No! Please! Call it off?!" you cried out. "I don't want to be tested!!" No one listened. You tried to break free without using your vampire strength, but it didn't work as well as you wanted. The door opened and the hallway came into sight. Your body was forced forward; there were small windows above the doors on both sides lining the hall, the sun was beginning to set giving the atmosphere an orange hue. 

     A door, five rooms down from the main door, opened and a few female nurses surrounded the small box-like room working on setting up medical equipment. In the center a chair with leather straps was standing. Something in you snapped as soon as your eyes came in contact with the metal chair, shoving your arm hard to the right, you sent the male to your right into the wall making it cave in slightly. A different male to your left immediately grabbed your free arm only to struggle shortly after to keep his hold on you. Before any more damage could happen from you, a sharp sting came from the nape of your neck. You screamed in pain, then reaching back to your neck gripping the object, you pulled it around to your eyes, it was a syringe with a blue residue left in the tube. No! Slowly you began to lose control of your surroundings, slumping to the floor as your vision faded into darkness. 

***

     You woke up in a forest full of trees, it was dull and misty outside around early morning. The birds sang sweetly in the trees and life in the forest was starting to wake up. Looking around the surrounding area, you noticed someone standing off in the distance. Walking closer, the person was wearing a gray blue sweater that had a hood, it was a strange style and looked from a different century. He seemed to have been looking around like he was lost until his eyes fell upon you. It was Jungwon. You felt as if your heart jumped to your throat, he was standing in front of you. Dashing a few feet ahead to close the distance between you both to touch him; a sudden invisible glass like wall trapped you from going any farther. You screamed out his name but he couldn't hear your cries. 

   Then the scene changed to a warm homey living room you had never seen before, but it wasn't the one that looked like a home, more like a boarding house. There were seven boys entertaining one another with a piano or dancing while some of them sat on a sofa laughing. A certain boy in the corner caught your eye immediately, it was Jungwon again. He was also watching the others play before his gaze turned straight to you. A smirk came along his face as he tilted his head to the side slightly, giving you a peek of his fangs. Found you.

***

     Jerking awake on the experiment chair, your body felt like led, it was only limited by the leather straps buckled down along your fatigued figure. The room was dark except for the small spotlight above you; to the right in the faint light was the door and a rolling table that had surgery tools displayed. Your senses heightened when your nose smelled something intensely sweet. Your mouth started to feel dry and tight, glancing to the table next to you was a bowl that held a deep crimson red liquid. Blood. But it smelled different, it was much more sweet then the blood you normally consumed. It was human blood.

     One nurse was present in the room, but she was busy taking notes at the desk in the nearby corner to notice you wake up. With a powerful pull you tried to break free from the buckles, but to no avail nothing helped. Your voice could not bring aid either, you were stuck until the other nurses would come finish the work of the test, now that you were awake. But the blue liquid would soon wear off and you could officially escape this place you once called home. Your baby blue dress is replaced with a plain white dress as well as your nicely pinned hair was now down in a tangled mess from threshing around.

“Oh good, you are awake,” the nurse said, standing up.

     A few minutes passed of sitting in the chair, the nurse finished not long ago attaching strange wires and needles in your arms. But you could slowly feel your strength come back to you each second that went by. Suddenly, the faint smell of smoke and fresh blood filled your nose. You sharply turned your head to the door. What was happening? Just then you could hear loud breathing and footsteps coming from upstairs. Then the word fire was shouted out faintly.  Looking at the nurse at the desk, she finally stood up after hearing a female cry out from down the hall behind the closed door. She opened the door glancing both ways down the hall before her gaze fixed to the left. The look of fear and terror came upon her face, she then quickly shut the door locking it, after it was secured, she came over to the table of tools grabbing a surgeon knife as a weapon. Your eyes stayed fixed on the door curious as to what was out there in the hall.  You heard slow stocking footsteps echo in the long hallway, before it stopped in front of the door. It was quiet, except for the shaking breath of the nurse who was cowardly hiding behind your chair. Your eyes watched the door’s movement carefully.  

     The lock on the door slowly unlocked itself before it creaked open wide. In dim lighting from the lights in the hall, a figure stood tall, it was a boy with blonde hair. He didn't look but fifteen years of age and held a playful smirk. His eyes were the only thing holding your attention at the moment. They were the color red. Blood red. His peering eyes gazed around the room landing on you and then behind you. As he stepped in the nurse screamed bloody murder and moved closer to the wall. 

"Who are you?!" she squeaked. The boy stocked into the room keeping silent as he made his way to her. She dodged him and ran to the door only to be blocked by his frame in a blink of an eye. Superspeed. He then broke her leg and caught her as she fell to the floor and dragged her out into the hall. You sit frozen as you hear her cries fade into nothing, the smoke is getting worse and you could hear the orphanage breaking above from the fire. Not even a second after the nurse was dragged out a different person appeared in the door frame. He was shorter than the boy you previously saw, he had brown hair and puppy-like eyes. Glancing down the room he spotted you, he looked to his right and motioned his hand in this direction. Was he going to hurt you? Are there more vampires? A sudden strong pull grew in your chest taking your breath away. It couldn’t be. The boy moved out of the doorway letting in another person you didn't expect to see. Jungwon took his friend’s place in the doorway looking in. When he saw you, he didn't spare a second coming straight to you. 

"Good job Jake!" he praised his friend. 

"Jungwon?!" you exclaimed in shock. He gave a small smile, but then frowned at the wires and needles in you. His eyes turned red in anger, he began to take them off. Then he grabs the leather straps, breaking them off your body. As soon as you were free, you threw your arms around him holding tight feeling the ache of the bond heal.

"I'm here," his gentle voice said, returning the hug. He didn't change in personality, but his voice was more mature and smooth since the last time you saw him. He pulled away cupping the side of your face to look at you.

"I can’t believe it’s you, I missed you," you whispered, admiring his face. Even after years of not seeing him you faintly remembered his facial features that strongly return to your memories all at once. 

"I missed you too," he said, kissing your knuckles. 

     Just then the surrounding of the building began to crack and crumble under you guys. Slipping out of the chair, your legs gave out under you from being in the chair without movement for too long. Jungwon then picked you up without a thought and transported you to the outside. When the cool fresh air hits you, you breathe in relaxation, the grass under your feet feels soft as Jungwon sets you down. He did however keep his arm around you to make you stable while you two watched the building go up in flames. 

     Soon six boys came out from the forest in a rush. You realized they were from that fever dream you had not twenty minutes ago. Jungwon's arms wrapped tighter around your frame. Resting his forehead against your temple in relief as your gaze continued to watch the fire consume. 

"You're free now," he whispered. The realization came upon you and your body slumped into his body, your eyes closing in the process. He was right, you were free. 

Two hundred years later, your steps were light as you made your way to the table where the members talked with one another. The business room was completely dark, the only light that was present was the city lights of New York outside. Your long black sleeve pencil dress sparkled in the light making you look like a diamond. You came around the table carrying your glass of red liquid, you gave Jay and Heeseung a smile as you passed them and then slipped in between Ni-ki and Jungwon. Ni-ki playful bumped your arm in acknowledgement, you smirked and repeated the same action to him. Jungwon noticed your presence after his conversation with Jake ended. His arm came around your waist hugging your frame close to his. You wouldn’t have changed meeting him in the forest that day, because as fate would have it, he would be in return your soulmate in eternity. 

“You look beautiful my love,” he complemented. You grinned at his words.

“Thank you Wonnie,” you responded. He smiled, slightly shaking his head at his nickname, looking back at the live city.

“Are you ready for a new beginning?” he asked in a whisper. You locked eye contact with him before leaning in, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. Hearing the countdown of the New York ball drop.  

“Always with you,” you replied in the same tone. Jungwon smiled, hugging you close if that was possible, allowing you to lean into his side. Then you and the boys raised your glasses to the new year of the 2000’s ready for a new beginning to happen.

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#kpop #enhypen #yang jungwon #enhypen jungwon #kpop au #enhypen vampire au #vampire au #jungwon #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #jungwon vampire #soulmate au #kpop vampire au #yang jungwon vampire

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ALWAYS AND FOREVER

Genre: Fluff, comfort

Pairing: H. Jisung x F!Reader

@skzoologist request - Could you write some fluff/comfort with your favourite quokka boy, Jisung? Maybe Reader would be having a bad anxiety day, and he would notice and soothe you and just gently hold you after taking you away to a quiet place? The Reader's gender and the format is up to you, pookie. If you only want to write down some thoughts, or write it out as a oneshot itself, I don't mind either.

Summary: Jisung helps you out in one of your most darkest times.

You were having a rough time. Things haven't been the best for you and lately, your anxiety hasn't been helping you any better. In fact, you were hoping your anxiety wouldn't be so bad after a few days at most. But, it's been too long. Jisung knew of this, he saw how much more anxious you've seemed the last week and kept a closer eye on you more than usual because of this. But one day, it was just too much.

You guys were out, leaving from one of your favorite places. Jisung knew this would help you, so he got you your favorite food. You were okay for the most part. Though, as you guys were almost back home, it started to get worst and your anxiety seemed to spike. Jisung looked at you worried, feeling the anxiety radiation off of you. He gently squeezes your hand two times when he realizes, you were in fact about to break. He walks a bit faster in hopes of you following his pace. Grateful that you quickly matched his now quicker walk.

"oh, sweetheart." He softly said, seeing as you're at your breaking point.

"C'mere." He walks up to you slowly, so you know he's there. You're on the edge of the bed looking at your hands in your lap. He carefully sits on the bed next to you with soft, sad eyes.

"can I touch you, baby?" He quietly asks you. You nod after a moment and he slowly and softly brings his arms around you, pulling you into his chest gently. You got comfortable cuddling up to him, letting him hold you.

"It's okay, everything is okay. I promise." Jisung whispered into your ear as he's carefully running his hands through your hair, massaging your head as his nails gently scratched your scalp. He kisses your forehead.

"everything is going to be okay. I know it's hard now, but, we'll get through this together. Okay, my love?"

You nodded your head. He tightens his hold slightly around your body as he's just swallowing you whole. Like, if he's trying hard to protect you. You allow him too.

He soothingly rocked you back and forth for hours, holding you just as firm yet gentle as before. He's running his hands through your hair, kisses to your forehead and temple every so moments. Telling you that everything will be okay. And he means it.

"you're doing just fine, my sweetheart. It's okay. I'm here now. You're safe." He starts adjusting himself in a laying down position, bringing you with him. Now, you're laying on top of him. Your head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat. His hand now running up and down your back in a comforting madder.

"goodnight, pretty girl. I'll be here when you wake up. I love you so much." He says, noticing as you seem more tired than before. Giving you one last goodnight kiss. Nuzzling his nose against your forehead.

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hi! Could I request on how &team reacts to you being on waking up to your period?

Of course, honey. (Also stated they wanted bf!&Team)

Masterlist

&Team Reaction to you waking up on your period

Warnings: period, fluff, blood, talk about pain, cramps

Word Count: 959

-K

You had woken up with intense stomach cramps to which you pushed your hands down on your abdomen in hopes of relieving it a little. Soft whimpers and groans escaped your mouth no matter how much you tried to stop them.

K woke up due to your noises, a frown immediately appeared on his face. He opened his eyes and looked at you. "Honey? What's wrong?"

"Period pain." You grumbled and pushed down harder on your stomach.

"I'll be right back." K disappeared for a good ten minutes before he came back with a water bottle, a heating pad, some snacks, pain killers and an extra blanket. "Tell me if you need anything else, okay?"

-Fuma

He woke up two minutes before you did and is currently staring at your beautiful relaxed and peaceful state. The moment you woke up, however, you groaned and felt terrible inside.

"Darling? Are you okay?"

"Period." You murmured and sat up. Fuma saw the blood on the sheets but quickly covered it with a blanket.

"Take a shower, love. I'm sure you'll feel better." You nodded and stood up. You walked towards the bathroom where you would get changed.

Meanwhile, Fuma quickly changed the sheets and hid them so you wouldn't have to face it. He knew you would get embarrassed if you did.

-Nicholas

You had woken up with a weird feeling in your stomach and it was clear you were on your period. Almost flying, you rushed to the bathroom where you cleaned yourself up. Nicholas had watched you flee and stood up. He took a pen and paper and stood in front of the door. A sudden paper with a pen was shoved underneath the door.

'Good morning, baby. What's wrong?'

'Period' You wrote back and shoved it back to him.

Nicholas hummed and walked downstairs where he began to make you some breakfast while he waited for you to come down. When you did, he hugged you and gave you your plate.

-EJ

My boy was shocked when he woke up only to see you cry softly into your pillow to try and muffle the noise. He placed his hand on your shoulder and rubbed softly.

"Are you okay, pretty?" He asked.

"My stomach hurts." You replied by lifting your head only slightly. "I hate my period."

His heart broke for you and moved over to get some painkillers from his nightstand and a bottle of water he always had there. He handed them to you and made sure you took them in.

Once you did, he pulled you into his arms and held you gently. He stroked your hair and kissed the top of your head.

-Yuma

Absolutely disgusted by the sobbing sounds when he woke up. Until he realized it was you and he sat up immediately. He stared at you for a good minute before he reached out and patted your head.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm in pain. . . my period started." And he's confused. He doesn't really know what he's supposed to do and the obvious doesn't fully come to him as he is panicking now.

"Do you want a hug?" He asked and spread his arms as he waited for you to come to him. You hesitated before nodding and hugging him. "Maybe you should end the subscription on this---" You smacked him.

-Jo

He is one of the rare ones that woke up before you but liked to hold onto you a little while longer. He was hugging you when he suddenly felt you groan.

"Good morning, princess, how are you?"

"What day is it?"

"The 19th--"

"Shit." You would get up immediately. Jo is confused for a moment before he remembered what day it was and that your period would start today. He got up and waited until you came out of the bathroom with a bottle of water and some pain killers.

-Harua

My boy was dreaming so nicely when he woke up to you smashing a shoe down on the floor. He sat up immediately and saw you sit on the edge of the bed while staring at said shoe.

"Morning! What's wrong?"

"I hate my life." Harua stared at you with a frown. "I'm on my period."

"Oh." Harua moved over until he sat next to you. "What do you do on your period?"

"Suffer." You mumbled back to which Harua's eyes widened.

"Let's get up and eat something, maybe you'll feel better then."

-Taki

He opened his eyes and frowned at you as you were trying to cover up something on the bed. He stared at you and pulled the blanket away to reveal a blood stain on the green sheets. You thought he would be mad but instead his eyes softened.

"Oh, sweetie." He stood up and walked over to hug you.

"I'm sorry, I'll clean it, I promise--"

"It's okay." He whispered and rubbed your back. "It's not your fault. Rest a little, I'll clean it."

"But--"

"No buts." He replied and kissed your forehead. "I love you."

-Maki

"Calm down, it's just a little bit of blood." Maki muttered as he stood next to you as you quickly looked through your bag for pads or tampons.

"I don't want to mess up the sheets nor the carpet." You replied in a hurry as you continued to ruffle through it.

"If you mess up something, we can clean it. I don't know if you know, but there's a device called a washing machine which allows us to clean things--"

You glared at him so darkly, he couldn't help but shut up. Instead, he held up his hands in surrender and stepped aside so your gremlin-like self could take care of yourself without murdering him.

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nye

happy new year, everyone!! i still have 28 minutes until midnight, and i thought of this idea! it's a short one, but it's quite cute, i think 🥹

feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰

~

You didn't know when it went wrong. You sip your champagne while eyeing the man you came here with. The tightness in your chest becomes more evident as he flirts with the shorter woman in front of him.

“Y/N?” Minho calls your name, barely hearing it over the music. His hand comes in contact with your lower back before you glance at him. “Everything okay?”

A sad laugh leaves your lips, and you shake your head in answer. You drink some more, almost gulping it down. “My date left me for someone else,” you tell him while leaning towards him, making sure he can hear you.

“Are you fucking serious?” Your best friend seethes, his eyes looking for him in the crowd. You nod your head, glancing towards the clock to see that there's only ten minutes left until midnight.

“Yeah, it's okay. He was kinda getting on my nerves anyway,” you try to reassure Minho after noticing his facial features grow angrier by the second.

His gaze meets yours again, and his dark eyes instantly soften. “Y/N, it's not okay! He came here with you,” Minho mentions, draping an arm around your shoulders.

Your free hand slides across his back as you wrap your arm around his waist. Minho accepts your silence on the topic, and his eyes go back to the man across the room.

Felix and Chan join the two of you, smiles on their lips as they greet you. You give both of them a quick hug before reattaching yourself to Min.

“I thought you came here with someone,” Chan says with furrowed brows, his finger wiggling between you and Minho.

Minho makes a grunting noise as he glances at your date. Him and the woman he's flirting with are centimeters from kissing, and Minho can feel his skin burn with anger.

“Ah, yeah, I did,” you chuckle awkwardly, staring into the wine glass. Your free hand gently rubs your friend's back, trying to get him to calm down again. “But, apparently, there are better options than me here.”

Felix and Chan follow Minho's line of sight, recognizing the guy you told them that you're bringing. “Oh, fuck him,” Felix mutters, albeit all three of you heard him.

“That's really shitty of him,” Chan comments, his gaze moving to his younger member.

Minho can feel Chan's eyes on him. “Stop staring,” he tells his hyung, crossing his arms over his chest.

You finish your drink, staring into the empty glass for a couple of seconds. “I'll be right back,” you tell the three of them. “Min, do you want a drink for midnight?”

He nods his head, and you squeeze his arm before heading towards the kitchen. A smirk begins to form on Chan's lips, nudging the brunette.

“So, you gonna tell her?” He asks, wiggling his brows.

Minho rolls his eyes. “Tell her what?” He questions, squinting his eyes.

“That you like her,” Chan answers, resting his hand on Minho's shoulder. “Now's your opportunity. This can be a great start to the new year!”

“And if she doesn't feel the same way? It would then turn into the worst start to the new year,” Minho exclaims.

You return to Minho's side before Chan can say anything else. “Here you go,” you smile at Min, holding out the glass.

“Thank you,” he smiles at you, taking a quick sip.

You look back at the clock again just as people begin to start counting down. Chan drags Felix away from the two of you, giving Minho a look before they disappear in the crowd.

“I'm a little glad I'm spending the start of the year with you,” you tell Min, scooting closer to him.

He smiles at you and drapes an arm across your shoulders again, tugging you into his side. “Me too. That guy doesn't know what he's missing,” he explains, stroking his thumb along your shoulder.

You giggle and hold up your glass. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. “Happy New Year!” People around you start getting, clunking their glasses with each other. Minho leans forward and presses a gentle kiss on your lips.

Your breath hitches in your throat, your heart pounding in your chest. Minho's hand moves to the back of your neck, gripping it lightly as your lips move against his.

He pulls away slowly, clinking his glass with yours. “Happy New Year, Y/N,” Minho whispers.

A grin comes to your lips as you bring a hand to his chest. “Happy New Year, Min,” you whisper back, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

~

tagging: @strawboorybunny @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8 @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n

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kiss under fireworks

꒰◞ ◟𐙚 ꒱ ・ 엔하이픈 ( 심재윤 ) + femreader ？ fluff established relationship warning not-proofread kissing & 300 — bookshelf

notes. happy new year lovelies, a lot of blessings and love are coming ahead (≧∇≦) and let's act like the fireworks starts a bit sooner, okay?

can't stop thinking about jake and how much he'd want to kiss you as soon as the countdown to the new year is over— way too excited and in love, he'd think about this since the very first cold wind touched his face. he'd find the idea so romantic and, god so, so, so cute. the thought alone of starting the year with his lips on yours and his heart exploding at the contact to, as french people say, start the year softly, would make him melt instantly.

he'd wait during the whole night— wether you both go to a party or just go out, an hour before new year, to watch the fireworks— legs bouncing impatiently, biting down his lip everytime he thinks about. “is there a reason why you are so smiley for?” you'd ask him, a giggle escaping from your lips when you see him trying and failing to make his smile go away, he'd just shake his head.

then, during the fireworks, he wouldn't be able to wipe his eyes off of you. barely even hear what is going on around him, focused of the reflection of the fireworks in your eyes and the excitement in your eyes making them ten times more colorful and shiny.

cupping your face delicately in his hands when the countdown finally starts, he'd try to contain himself but with the way you are looking at him.. he'd for sure kiss you before it ends, putting his lips on yours when everyone screams ‘three’, he'd make the kiss last until the end of it and even maybe, twenty tiny minutes after. “i hope i will be able to that next year, and the year after and again and again and again”

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in sickness and in health

pairing: kim seungmin x female reader

summary: you're the most important thing in seungmin's life, of course his biggest fear would be losing you. it means that taking care of you when you're not feeling well comes naturally.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: a little bit of angst, sickness (fever, feeling nauseous, etc.)

a/n: partially inspired by me being ill at work and my amazing coworkers taking care of me and making sure i didn't faint lol. i didn't go through and edit this one last time, there may be some changes in the next few days

till death do us part collection | read it on ao3 | masterlist

Seungmin loves being an idol. 

He loves to sing and performing in front of Stays always thrills him. He loves the other members and really, everyone else that he gets a chance to work with. At times it can be stressful, but for the most part, it’s fairly easy to manage the downsides of being famous.

But when he started dating you, he found out that there are parts of being an idol that he hates.

He always thought that he'd be different from a lot of idols and wouldn't be afraid to show his partner off. The second he met you though, he knew he'd do anything and everything in his power to keep you safe. You understand, of course, and do your part to make sure that only your closest friends and family are aware of who you're dating.

It pains Seungmin to do this, but he knows nothing good can come out of your identity being known.

The two of you are more than careful, sometimes Seungmin feels silly with how cautious he is about meeting up with you. Yet somehow his heart always feels like it will beat out of his chest whenever he sees articles that speculate about idol relationships.

You do your best to stop him from stressing, but it’s something that Seungmin can't quite shake. You're the most important thing in his life, of course his biggest fear would be losing you.

—

The first time his phone rings during a livestream with the whole group, Seungmin brushes it off. The caller ID says it's an unknown number and everyone he knows has been receiving a lot of spam calls and texts lately. 

He swipes away the notification and tries to focus on just reading comments when the same number calls back, a couple minutes later. He ignores it again, but on the third call, he nudges Chan’s knee beside him and subtly tilts his phone screen so that Chan can see. His phone is on silent so nobody watching the live should be able to tell that he's getting the calls, but the timing feels too coincidental for him not to be suspicious. 

"They keep calling," he says under his breath. 

"We'll get someone to look into the number later, just keep ignoring it," Chan advises quietly.

Seungmin takes a quick screenshot of the number, then tries to get back into the conversation to distract himself. The next time he looks down at his phone again, someone is once again calling him.

Seungmin almost reflexively rejects the call, until he realises it's your nickname flashing up on his screen.

You generally don’t call Seungmin without warning, especially not during the day when there’s a higher chance that Seungmin won’t be able to readily answer.

[sent - 3:12 pm]

sorry baby, working right now, can it wait?

His stomach drops when you just call again in response. He doesn’t want to alarm any of the members or the fans when he doesn’t know what’s going on, but he has a bad feeling about this. He once again flashes his phone to Chan briefly and leans in close.

“I want to take this, I don’t know why she’s calling, but something doesn’t seem right.”

Chan bites his lip, obviously torn for a second, before he seems to make up his mind.

“We’ve been live for almost 20 minutes, give me one second and we’ll end it so that you can talk to her, yeah?” Chan puts a hand on Seungmin’s shoulder and squeezes it tightly for a moment before clapping his hands together, effectively ending the conversation that the rest of the members were having.

Seungmin makes himself smile as they all say goodbye, but it's obvious that it's forced.

Even though the live ended as quickly as possible, Seungmin still has 2 new missed calls by the time he’s found himself an empty room to use.

"Hello?"

"Uhm hello, is this Min?" a man asks hesitantly. His voice is unfamiliar and it scares Seungmin. The only thing that brings a little bit of comfort is knowing that you’re careful to never call Seungmin by his full name when talking about him with friends or coworkers, you even have his contact information set as a nickname.

"Who is this?" he asks instead. “Where’s Y/n?”

"My name is Hyunwoo, I work with Y/n-ssi. I’m very sorry for interrupting you, but Y/n-ssi said that you were one of her emergency contacts. We tried to call with another number previously, but weren’t able to reach you."

“Sorry, I generally do not answer calls from unknown numbers. Is Y/n okay?” Seungmin swallows hard, his mouth suddenly dry. “Can I- can I please speak to her?”

“She’s just not feeling well and needs to go home. She’s resting in another room, but I can get her, one moment please.” 

There’s a bit of background noise, the sound of footsteps, murmuring, then finally, your voice.

“Minnie?” you ask, sounding groggy. “I’m sorry for bothering you, I know you were working today.”

“Hey baby, it’s okay. You don't have to worry about me. You know that you’re more important than work to me right? I’m glad you got them to call me. How are you doing?”

“I'm tired. I'm okay, just, I was feeling light-headed and have a headache so I can't work. Hyunwoo said he thinks I have a fever.”

“Okay, I’m going to pick you up and bring you home then. Just continue resting until I get there. I'll see you soon.”

Seungmin doesn’t know what he’d do without the other members. As soon as he finishes explaining the situation to them, they’re already calling a car and working out schedules so that there aren’t any problems.

—

Hyunwoo eyes Seungmin carefully when they first meet, likely due to the face mask and hat he's wearing. When Seungmin removes the mask and shakes Hyunwoo’s hand, he's relieved when he doesn't appear to recognise him. It's not exactly a surprise, men are generally less likely to follow k-pop groups and Seungmin hardly looks like an idol when he's barefaced and in the jeans and t-shirt that he wore for the live.

“Thank you for calling me, Hyunwoo-ssi,” Seungmin says. “Sorry I didn’t pick up at first.”

“It’s okay, Min-ssi. Y/n-ssi mentioned that your work might make you difficult to contact.” Seungmin appreciates that Hyunwoo doesn’t make any attempt to pry further.

“And thank you for taking care of Y/n.”

“It’s not a problem. Y/n-ssi is a pleasure to work with and we all want her to get better as quickly as possible. Come with me, I’ll bring you to her.”

You’re lying in a small meeting room that has all the lights off and blinds drawn. The table and chairs have all been shifted to the side to fit a yoga mat that has been laid out. You squint up at Seungmin from under a mis-match of jackets with your head resting on a pillow that matches the couches that were in the reception area of your office.

“Minnie?” Your voice is soft and a little bit confused.

“Yes, it’s me, Y/n. How’re you feeling?”

Seungmin rushes to your side, crouching on the carpet so that he can cup your cheek. Your skin is flushed and hot to the touch. You reach out a hand and he clasps it tightly with his free hand.

“Mm, I wanna go home.”

“Let’s go home then.”

The company car is still parked outside of your office building, close enough that you insist on walking yourself. Seungmin tries not to hover, but he makes sure to keep his arm looped around your waist so that you don’t stumble. The drive back to your place is fairly short, but when Seungmin glances over you’re looking unwell. Maybe it’s just the dim lighting from the backseat, but you look paler than usual and your eyes are closed.

“You feeling okay?” Seungmin asks, squeezing your hand.

“A bit nauseous,” you murmur.

“We’re almost there, just take a few deep breaths through your nose for me.”

Even though it's only a few minutes before they pull onto the street that you live on, it feels like forever. Seungmmin tries to keep you preoccupied by rubbing circles into your palm. Instead of trying to help you out of the car and into your apartment, Seungmin thanks the company driver and opts to just carry you all the way in. 

He helps to change you out of your work clothes and tucks you into your bed. You link your fingers together and protest when Seungmin attempts to leave your side.

“I promise I'll be back in a second, I just want to get some things to help you feel better, okay?” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You agree, but reluctantly.

Seungmin tries to stay quiet as he rummages around your apartment, gathering some medicine, a thermometer, a glass of water, and some crackers. Next he dampens a face cloth and brings everything to your bedside table, folding up the cloth and laying it across your forehead. 

He supports you in sitting up slightly to take your temperature, brushing his fingers through your hair as you wait for enough time to pass. You lean into his touch slightly, humming in pleasure when Seungmin switches to giving you a light head massage. When the thermometer beeps, it confirms what Hyunwoo suspected, you have a low grade fever.

“You have a bit of a fever,” Seungmin tells you, keeping his voice low. “Do you feel up to having some water and medicine? It'll help you feel better, I think.”

“Okay,” you say, taking the pills that Seungmin hands you and swallowing them with a bit of water.

“Do you want to rest some more now? I want you to stay hydrated so I can make broth for you or get juice.”

“Do you have another schedule? You don't have to stay and take care of me.”

“I don't have to, I want to. And what did I say earlier? Don't worry about me. I'm not missing anything important.”

“So you are missing something,” you insist, your stubbornness making itself known. Seungmin can't help but find it endearing, especially the way that your bottom lip juts out to form a pout.

“Just vocal lessons. I already know how to sing, so it’s fine. Innie had his scheduled for tomorrow, the two of us are going to swap.”

“Oh,” you say, apparently satisfied by that.

“See, nothing to worry about. Now, what did you want? Broth or juice?”

“Broth,” you decide. “But that means you'll have to leave again. I don't want to be alone.”

Seungmin hesitates for a moment before reaching for something resting on the side of your bed.

“You won't be alone, Daengmo will keep you company, okay?”

Seungmin had gifted the stuffed dog to you the first time he had gone abroad after the two of you had started dating, even though it was only to Japan. You had insisted that he keep it at first, knowing how fond he was of the toy, but he had convinced you that it would prevent you from missing him whenever he was away.

“M'kay,” you say sleepily, wrapping your arms around Daengmo.

“You can close your eyes while I'm gone and I'll be back before you know it.”

“I'm not tired,” you say, although even in the dim lighting Seungmin can see that your eyes are starting to droop. “I'm going to stay awake until you come back.”

“Whatever you say,” Seungmin replies.

He leaves your room, closing the door behind him quietly, and heads towards the kitchen.

Seungmin prepares a couple of pots to make you soup. The first he prepares with some ingredients to make a simpler version of a ginseng chicken soup. He knows it'll take a while to cook though, so he adds water, powdered chicken broth, and ginger to the second. Within a few minutes, the clear broth is ready to serve.

Seungmin scoops a portion of it into a mug and slips an ice cube in so that you won't burn your mouth trying to drink it. He makes his way back to your room as quickly as he can, but careful to avoid the liquid sloshing over the sides.

When he eases the door open, he's greeted with the side of you with your eyes closed, clutching Daengmo tightly. Your breaths are deep and even, although you stir slightly when he sets the mug down on your nightstand.

“I'm here now, “ he reassures you quietly. “You just keep resting.”

“Thank you for taking care of me,” you say in a small voice.

“Of course, I’ll always be here for you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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bad days - kim seungmin

genre: comfort

pairings: seungmin x gender neutral reader

wc ~1k

note: if this looks familiar, my secondary blog 'zerothreetwentyfive ' was deleted by tumblr (idk why) so i'm republishing everything here on my main blog.

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"hey dummy, i'm home."

he says as he's shrugging off his black windbreaker, revealing a white t-shirt underneath and hanging it on the back of the door. seungmin turns around, noticing the way the lamp is clicked on at the same time the ceiling lights are opened as well, and then his eyes move over to you lying in bed. even with a blanket draped over you, he can see that you're curled up into a ball, the bottom half of your face hidden behind the pillow you're clutching to your chest. the brunette's heart drops when his eyes meet yours, glossy and avoiding his own.

"oh bubs…" he rushes over, kneeling to be eye level with you, "what's wrong?"

his hand moves to touch you, caressing your hair gently as you sniffle, no words coming from your mouth. seungmin scans over the top half of your face that isn't covered by the pillow, looking at your hooded eyes, eyelashes clumped together from the tears and your flushed, damp cheeks.

a pout adorns seungmin's lips at the sight of you, "what's got my baby so down? hmm?"

your eyes move to look into his, the tears caught in your eyelashes sparkling from the lamp.

"is it another one of those days?" seungmin asks softly, his hand still stroking your hair.

this time you nod your head slowly. at that his lips purse in a sympathetic smile; knowing how down you'd get on those bad days. the change in your eyes apparent on a good day versus bad, the bliss one day and misery in the next.

"ahh. how about this bubs? i'll take a quick shower, rinse off all the practice sweat and i'll climb in right next to you."

you nod.

seungmin leans forward and presses a tender kiss to your forehead. naturally your eyes close and he pulls away with a smile seeing your eyes flutter open.

you watch as seungmin pushes himself up, off his knees to get ready for his shower: snatching some clothes to change into, and grabbing the towel hanging on the back of the door before he scampers out of the room and into the bathroom. you hear the water running through the faucet, a delay, then the sound of the water rushing from the shower head along with seungmin singing; during longer showers he would sing songs from beginning to end, but during quick ones he would sing random lyrics and tunes. the sound of seungmin's singing has you sighing deeply, the tone of his voice washing a wave of comfort over your body, allowing it to release some of the tension.

even when the water stops running, he continues to hum different tunes as he quickly dries himself off and dresses himself. again, you hear the sound of seungmin's feet against the floor as he rushes back into the bedroom, he's still wearing a white t-shirt but this one has a design printed on the front whilst he wears a pair of plaid pajama pants. the boy hangs his damp towel on the door before shutting off the ceiling lights and climbing under the covers with you.

the fragrant smell of seungmin's body wash and laundry detergent engulfing your senses as he pulls your body away from the edge and into his chest, his breath fanning over the back of your neck. the heat radiating off his body and onto yours has you relaxing in his arms, your back pressed up against his front as he places his right hand over one of yours clutching the pillow.

"i'm here bubs," he says softly from behind you, "whatever you need, i'm right here."

the weight on your chest, lifts at his words.

after being together for over a year, through trial and error, he learned how could be of comfort to you on your bad days. the first couple of times, seungmin tried to talk to you about it, trying to find solutions to make you feel better. while his intentions were good, it only added to the stress and negativity looming inside your head. a lot of the time, you couldn't pinpoint the cause of these feelings. the emotional burden just weighing you down with no clear explanation or reasoning. of course, there were times when the reason for your feelings were apparent but talking about your emotions had never come easy to you.

eventually he learned that the solution wasn't always something that came with long discussions, it came with him just being there. seungmin's presence brought you a sense of comfort. a feeling of relief washing over you whenever he was near, knowing that you didn't need to go through these bad days alone.

seungmin would always be there: verbally or physically, whatever you needed.

seungmin's right arm draped around your body lifts up the slightest bit when he feels you moving. you're abandoning the pillow and turning to face him, his left arm moving under your head as your left arm is now draped around his body, hands fiddling at the fabric of his shirt. seungmin takes this opportunity to cradle your head into his chest using the arm under your head to push you a bit closer, his left hand now gently grazing over your scalp in a small massaging manner. the sound of seungmin's steady heartbeat has you further nuzzling into him.

"thank you," your words are barely even a whisper but seungmin can hear you loud and clear.

he hums, "anytime bubs."

the feeling of seungmin's body pressed up against yours, the steady rhythm of his pulse has your eyes growing heavy, the tranquil atmosphere lulling you to sleep.

seungmin notices how your body fully relaxes in his arms, your fingers stopping their movement around his shirt and how your breathing has slowed down. craning his head the slightest bit, he takes a peek at your face; your eyes closed, lips slightly parted as soft breaths pass through, your cheeks still the slightest bit rosy. seungmin's lips turn up into a cheeky grin, the sight of you peacefully dozed off in his arms never failing to make his heart flip.

"goodnight bubs, sweet dreams."