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currently obsessed w/ alibi!! it’s actually soooo good, I love ur brain sm!! i hope you enjoy writing it as much as we enjoy reading it <33
🥹 thank you sooo much!! you should thank my dreams… i only wrote alibi because i had an extremely vivid dream about befriending him online and we met irl at his concert LMFAO
i love writing alibi!!!! it’s my first ever smau so i didn’t think anyone would read it because i wasn’t sure if i had a knack for writing smau… but its so much fun and its literally one of the funniest things i wrote i think!
this boy has me wanting to eat my fist…
ok just wanna yap… i hope no one think i’m ignoring them in the comments of alibi… i don’t reply because i fear i’ll spoil because i can’t keep a secret for my life if i start talking about something…
there’s also so many good comments and reblog tags… i screenshot them and i love reading them so thank you so much for saying anything! i never had such an interactive group of people read my fics before!! i feel so appreciated!
GODDDDD the newest alibi update ?!???? you just had to leave us at cliffhanger. now will have to check each morning if you updated. im so hooked. best soobin smau to exist ‼️
lmfao!! you’re on my taglist you don’t have to check every morning 😭 but thank you so much!! there’s a lot of soobin smau out there idk if mine would be up there but 🥹
alibi is amazinggg congrats on 1k+ notes!!
ahhhh! thank you so much anon!!! such a huge accomplishment for me. i don’t think i’ve ever had this many readers in one series before.
yall… die with a smile by bruno mars & lady gaga got me thinking of a superhero au… 😔
prove me right ╱ c.yj x gn!reader
synopsis: your jealousy for his girl best friend lead you to have one of the most difficult conversations you needed to have with jun.
genre: angst, no comfort
bunni speaks: surprise! i’m back to my roots of causing others pain through my writing. just a quick drabble! enjoy or… don’t 🐰 also i didn’t proofread… xo
loving someone like yeonjun was not difficult in the slightest. when he gave you your attention, you felt like the most important person in the world. from the way he held your hands to the way he called out your name, that boy had you smitten.
so why were you standing in front of him crying?
“i want to break up,” you could hardly hear the words coming out of your lips, “please.”
yeonjun couldn’t understand why you sounded so desperate. he believed everything to be fine. everything was fine, no?
“i don’t… why? did i do something wrong?” he was steady with his words when he asked.
you remained silent.
“you can’t break up with me if you can’t tell me why,” he frowned.
“you’ll be mad,” you whispered, “i just want us to end on good terms.”
“no,” he furrowed his brows, “tell me what’s wrong. you can’t just not tell me. i deserve to know.”
you nervously started stretching out the ends of your shirt. how could you tell him you were jealous? jealous of his best girl friend? the one where he’s dropped anything and everything for? you loved this boy but feeling like you’re not important enough to your partner isn’t what you deserve.
“my birthday,” you said.
“but you know that i had to—“
“yeah, i know she’s going through a bad break up and you had to be there for her. there was also when my cat had to go to the er,” you cut him off.
“wait, but that time…” he trailed off, trying to think about what had happen then.
“she got stood up on a date,” you answered for him, “and she broke her leg on our anniversary and she also needed a wedding date. she—“
“wait,” yeonjun stopped you, “you’re breaking up with me because i’m a good friend?”
you really really tried holding back your tears but before you knew it, more streams were forming on your face. you felt frustrated because you were breaking up with him but you seemed like the only one hurting this much. he couldn’t understand or even fathom your pain right now.
“yeah, sure,” you managed to say.
“sure?” he sounded mad but you didn’t dare to look at him.
“do you think you can handle it, junnie? do you think you can accept me not showing up because of a best friend?”
“this is ridiculous.”
“yeonjun, please. i’m not trying to change who you are, but i can’t handle this. i don’t want to be your number two.”
“you aren’t!” he shouted.
your eyes widened and you actually made eye contact with him. you really didn’t want to see his face while you looked like this but he’s never raised his voice at you.
“i-i sorry, i didn’t mean to raise my voice. it just seemed important at the time, but you’re not number two… i’ve always…” yeonjun pouted, “i love you but it’s her. she’s my best friend…”
you only nodded and forced a smile. if another word came out, you might actually start bawling.
“please,” he held your hand as he pleaded, “i love you.”
everything felt as if it was burning you. you didn’t want him to comfort you. you didn’t want him to give you hope.
“n-no,” you uttered as you pulled your hands away from him to wipe your tears, “i can’t handle it. i don’t want to be your second choice. i love you, but it hu-urts… i can’t… i can’t do it.”
yeonjun didn’t know what to do to change your mind. he didn’t think this would be a problem in your relationship. he wasn’t cheating on you. no, he’d never cheat on you. he was just always taught to be a good friend and this was his best friend the two of you were talking about. this was someone he always wanted in his life and that was fine to you too until he started prioritizing her over you.
“please…” he begged, “i…”
jun started to see your relationship flash before his eyes. your soft gentle touches when you brushed small strands out of his face when he’s in middle of talking to you. how you remembered the smallest littlest things he’s picky about and how you cutely mocked him for it. you all snuggled up in bed with all the blankets and pillows suffocating you but he adored seeing you like that. your giggles when he gave you flowers. your cold hands on his neck so he could gladly warm you up. the sight of you waiting in your favorite outfit for him to take you out on a date.
why didn’t he think of you first?
why did it have to take you sobbing for him to see all of this? to see how bad it has gotten?
“i’ll prove you wrong, angel,” he concluded, “just one more chance.”
“junnie…” you frowned, “i don’t wanna be proven right.”
“you’re my number one. i’ll show you.”
“no, you’ve shown me. maybe you can show your next partner. it’s okay,” you forced out a smile, “i don’t want you to choose. your first instinct isn’t to go to me and that’s okay.”
yeonjun’s heart was shattering. is this how you saw him? a boyfriend that can’t choose his partner first? he never wanted that. he doesn’t want another partner either. he only wanted you.
“baby, please don’t.”
“choi yeonjun.”
he visibly looked disgusted hearing you call him by his full government name.
“it’s not choi yeonjun or yeonjun. it’s junnie or baby or—“
“i’ll pick up my things next week.”
“no.”
“then i’ll come the week after.”
“give me one more chance, please,” he looked like he was going to get on his knees at any moment. you looked away but you swore you could see tears forming on his waterline.
“i’ll wait for when you’re ready to give me my things back then. it’s nothing i absolutely need. i’ll drop your things off when—“
“i don’t want to break up,” he seemed adamant, “just let me show you…”
“i—“
riiing. riiing.
you felt extremely defeated. without even asking or looking, you knew who was calling. this really was starting to feel like a sign, especially when he looked down at his phone to even check who it was.
you let out one last tired sigh.
“you can go and pick that up, junnie. bye.”
i hope you know your angst had me crying and screaming and sliding down the wall
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part xx - masterlist - part xxii xxi. more than gojo
wc: 2.4k
bunni speaks — no socials in this chapter, but i’m in love with sooyn… don’t hate me for how i ended this chapter…
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
more under the cut!
could you believe it? you were making your making your way to the restaurant that soo made a reservation to. you brought your outfit to work and changed there before hauling a cab to get to the restaurant. your heart beats anxiously as you get closer to the restaurant.
“you could drop me off here,” you said as handed the cab driver the cash.
originally, you were planning to take the subway over here, but in your dress and heels, that wasn’t going to happen. soo picked a pretty high end restaurant, one you’d never imagine yourself going to yourself. to be honest, you knew you were going to be out of place when you googled the restaurant and found out the prices weren’t on their menus and it was a set course menu that changed every week. when you looked around, you weren’t glowing in confidence like the rest of the people that probably didn’t care for the price tag that came with this restaurant.
when you walked in, you could tell the hostess was already judging you. it was just as you anticipated. who could really blame her though because who walks into this fancy restaurant with two huge bags of gifts and a work bag? the answer was you.
“um, for soo? or y/n? i’m not sure what he put the reservation under,” you spoke low closely to her.
suddenly, her demeanor changed like you said you were with the president.
“oh! right, the private room. yes, he’s here already,” she straightened herself and extended her hand to grab your bags.
“um, that’s alright. i’ll walk them in,” you said, uncomfortable with the sudden shift, “also, did you say he’s here?”
“yes, he is.”
god. you could vomit from the anxiety.
she walked you through the back area and led you down the hallway where there was another door to a private room. each step you took in these heels sounded louder than what they actually were. you wanted to cower and run. you were far far away from your comfort zone right now.
when she twists the knob and opens that door, you were going to see him.
oh god. there it was again. the feeling of vomit wanting to creep up your throat.
“wait,” you stopped her before she could and took a deep breathe in and out, “okay, sorry. i just needed to breathe.”
“i’d be nervous too. your date is stunning,” she smiled before opening up the door.
soobin straightened his back as soon as he heard the noise from the door. he tried staying still, but it seemed like you took an eternity to get in. like you, he was also being eaten away by his anxiety. his thoughts filled with what ifs, but ultimately, he knew he wanted to see you and as himself, choi soobin.
the back of his head was faced the door, so as soon as you walked through, you saw his blonde hair. you muttered a soft thank you before going in and closing the door yourself. you could hear soo getting up and turning around. your ears booming with the sound of your own heartbeat.
you took a peeked over, completely startled and speechless from the sight.
“i’m so sorry. i think she led me to the wrong room,” you said, quickly turning back around to open the door to leave.
what the fuck.
what the actual fuck.
you really wanted to be out of here now. no, you needed to be out here now.
that was txt choi soobin behind you.
what the hell did you walk yourself into? this was definitely a mistake. a weird and oddly coincidental mistake.
right?
your hands trembled as you were trying to twist the knob and tried pushing the door open, but it wasn’t opening. why wasn’t this door opening? (it’s a pull not push.)
“no, y/n, wait, it’s me,” he said as he tried grabbing your hand to calm you down (it wasn’t helping), “i… i’m soo.”
soobin searched for your thoughts in your eyes but you were blanking out. you hadn’t even realized that your bags slipped out of your hands and dropped to the ground. you stared at soobin as if your words would suddenly sound out of your mouth from doing so.
“w-wha— huh?” was all you managed to say.
soobin knew the shock that would come to telling you, especially when you just saw him as an idol a few days ago.
“let’s sit down. i can explain everything,” he said as he picked up your bags for you with one hand and held your hand in another.
“soo… bin…” you said slowly and started to backtrack your memories, “that’s why you used that txt song in that edit?”
“yeah… we were learning the choreo for that song at that time…” he explained.
“you have a stan account?” you furrowed your brows, “how much free time do you have to be talking to me this often?”
soobin chuckled and found that those are the first few questions you could think of to ask him. he sat you down first before putting your things down in the seat next to you and sitting back at his seat across from you.
“well, before anything, do you hate me for not telling you?” he had to ask. it was the question that has been eating him up since this meeting was arranged.
“why would i hate you?” you asked him back, “honestly, it’s kind of unhinged that you didn’t tell me before the concert to potentially embarrass myself in front of you and your group, but i don’t hate yo— wait a minute, i have so many questions now.”
you pressed your fingers against your temples thinking about everything that connected to your conversations with soobin as soo and any mentions of txt.
“i’ll answer everything as long as you don’t hate you,” he smiled widely.
looking at him had you blanking out again. he’s actually so handsome and good looking this close that you weren’t sure if you could last however long this dinner was without embarrassing yourself.
covering your face, you sighed. again, what the hell did you get yourself into?
“i can’t look at you.”
“what? why?” he pouted.
“i’m getting even more nervous.”
you turned your head to the side to shift your focus elsewhere but ended up laughing from the sight of the suitcase.
“you weren’t lying about the suitcase?” you asked with a grin on your face (a grin of disbelief).
“i got everything that was on your list,” he innocently answered which had you whipping your head back at his direction.
“what? everything? you know how long that list was—“ you stopped yourself, “soo… bin… god, i’m going to have to get used to that.”
“you can call me soo if you want to,” he inserted.
“my brain is about to explode. okay,” you took a deep breath in then out, “first off, why? no, i mean, i get why you didn’t tell me. please, hold. my brain is broken… why did you decide to meet up with me?”
“isn’t that obvious? we talk everyday. i love talking to you and i wanted to see you in person,” soobin explained.
the way your heart felt like it was at your throat had you gulping to push the feeling down. the more soobin spoke the more it felt like you were going to be sent to the hospital for a heart attack. you liked him a lot and the feeling was only intensifying now that he’s in front of you.
“are you sweet talking me?” you asked.
“what? no, that’s how i feel.”
your cheeks felt like lava and you reached for the ice cold water in front of you to cool yourself down.
“okay,” you said after taking a sip, “well, some of my gifts are kind of stupid now considering it’s concert merch and a photocard that you signed.”
“i’ll still take it, especially the card,” he said.
“honestly, i might make that your punishment and keep it.”
“punishment? i thought you said you didn’t hate me.”
“that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a punishment. oh my god… did you find my personal twitter somehow?” your eyes widened.
it just accord to you that the rest of txt calling huening kai pookie bear might have actually been because of you. now that thought got you spiraling to when yeonjun told me about how soobin was the reason why mamushi trend was even filmed. he had to have found your twitter.
“yes…” he hesitated.
“you were quote retweeting me? on a private account?” you pointed at him to which he only slowly nodded.
“i’m gonna go bury myself now,” you said as you leaned back in your seat.
soobin’s cheeks were blushed from embarrassment because you connecting the dots together a lot quicker than he thought. now he too wanted to bury himself because there was a lot of other stuff he could be caught for.
“i… was just really curious and you sent me a tiktok link and that links to your profile to your twitter and—“ he rambled before you held your hand up to stop him from talking.
“sorry, i feel so embarrassed. oh my god, my tiktok vlogs…” you grumbled.
“they were cute. i liked them,” he mumbled and shyly looked away from you, hoping it’d make you feel better.
“i can’t believe i’ve been talking to you this whole time…” you muttered and snuck a look at him.
he looked so good. his hair was slicked back. he was in a nice suit which reminded you…
“did you see my post about you in blonde?” you had to ask him because he was definitely looking like amas soobin.
“yes…”
“… didn’t you say you didn’t want to bleach your hair anymore?” you asked him.
“listen, that was because you said you liked guys with dark hair and switched it up the next day,” he defended himself.
you laughed. soobin was actually so cute.
“you care about what i think?” you raised a brow, teasing him.
“i always did…” he admitted, causing your ears to turn red.
before you were able to say anything else, the server came in with the first course. you had forgotten how hungry you were until the scent hit your nose and your stomach started growling. looking over at soobin, he gained a kick from you under the table from holding in his laugh. when the server left, you both burst out into giggles.
“i hate you,” you pouted.
“you said you didn’t hate me,” he sang knowingly.
“i do now,” you playfully stuck your tongue out.
“i’ll buy you more food so your stomach doesn’t need to growl again,” he said as he gestured you to eat.
as much as you wanted to bicker some more, you had to eat. after taking the first bite, both you and soobin seemed to relax a bit more. eating around him seemed almost natural since you did it almost everyday the last few months. although back then you never was able to see him, it still felt kind of the same presence. plus a bonus was this food was better than anything you could’ve made or ordered out.
finishing up the first plate, you decided to hand him your bags of gifts.
“here. i’m taking the megumi card, but you can have the rest,” you said, “my gifts aren’t as good as yours since mine revolved around the fact that you told me you liked txt… when you are txt…”
peeking into the bag, soobin noticed an envelope and pulled it out.
“you wrote me a note?”
oh shit. your brain was so occupied by the fact that soo was soobin that you forgot you wrote out your feelings for him in that very envelope.
“um… that’s not meant for you. i totally slipped that in their by accident,” you said nervously as you reached out to grab it, but he pulled it out of your reach.
“it says ‘soo’ on it though,” soobin smiled, “what’s in here?”
“the megumi card you’re not supposed to get. so hand it over,” you stuck your hand out but he wasn’t fully convinced.
you technically weren’t lying, but the envelope was way too big for that small trading card. soobin slowly started opening it, and you started panicking.
“wait, don’t you want to eat first? it might spoil your meal if you read it now,” you suggested.
“i could hardly see how reading a note would ruin my meal,” he said as he took it out and unfolded the piece of paper.
his eyes scanned it and the smirk on his lips slowly disappeared as he read it. you felt the pleading need for oxygen as you watched his face, already preparing for the worse. your eyes shut unable to watch him any longer.
your letter read:
hi soo!
you know i never thought i’d meet you from our little jjk 0 rerun from back then, but here we are. i just want to say thank you. thank you for watching with me and being one of my best friends.
i wake up every morning now excited to see the series of photos you send me. i get ready for bed earlier because i can’t wait to just stay on the phone with you until i fall asleep. everyday i look forward to talking to you.
i hope you know that what i’m about to tell you is not something i ever expected to happen. i didn’t ever want to ruin what we have, but every single time we talk, i end up thinking about you even more. i think about you all the time. you make me laugh. you make me smile. you are my definition of comfort.
i’m so sorry if you do not feel the same way, but i really like you. i can’t help but like you. it almost physically hurts me that i held it in this long (a bit dramatic… i know). it’s okay if you don’t like me back, but i thought meeting you was the best way to tell you my feelings.
i kind of feel dumb writing this and telling you all this when i haven’t had a clue on what you look like. you told me you were handsome, so you better keep your word! actually, i hope it’s not true so if you reject, i’d feel a little better..
i’m going to end this here before i end up crying thinking about the potential of losing you.
thank you so much for being my friend.
i like you… more than gojo…
love,
y/n
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part xx - masterlist - part xxii xxi. more than gojo
wc: 2.4k
bunni speaks — no socials in this chapter, but i’m in love with sooyn… don’t hate me for how i ended this chapter…
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
more under the cut!
could you believe it? you were making your way to the restaurant that soo made a reservation to. you brought your outfit to work and changed there before hauling a cab to get to the restaurant. your heart beats anxiously as you get closer to your destination.
“you could drop me off here,” you said as you handed the cab driver the cash.
originally, you were planning to take the subway over here, but in your dress and heels, that wasn’t going to happen. soo picked a pretty high end restaurant, one you’d never imagine yourself going to yourself. to be honest, you knew you were going to be out of place when you googled the restaurant and found out the prices weren’t on their menus and it was a set course menu that changed every week. when you looked around, you weren’t glowing in confidence like the rest of the people that probably didn’t care for the price tag that came with this restaurant.
when you walked in, you could tell the hostess was already judging you. it was just as you anticipated. who could really blame her though because who walks into this fancy restaurant with two huge bags of gifts and a work bag? the answer was you.
“um, for soo? or y/n? i’m not sure what he put the reservation under,” you spoke low closely to her.
suddenly, her demeanor changed like you said you were with the president.
“oh! right, the private room. yes, he’s here already,” she straightened herself and extended her hand to grab your bags.
“um, that’s alright. i’ll walk them in,” you said, uncomfortable with the sudden shift, “also, did you say he’s here?”
“yes, he is.”
god. you could vomit from the anxiety.
she walked you through the back area and led you down the hallway where there was another door to a private room. each step you took in these heels sounded louder than what they actually were. you wanted to cower and run. you were far far away from your comfort zone right now.
when she twists the knob and opens that door, you were going to see him.
oh god. there it was again. the feeling of vomit wanting to creep up your throat.
“wait,” you stopped her before she could and took a deep breathe in and out, “okay, sorry. i just needed to breathe.”
“i’d be nervous too. your date is stunning,” she smiled before opening up the door.
soobin straightened his back as soon as he heard the noise from the door. he tried staying still, but it seemed like you took an eternity to get in. like you, he was also being eaten away by his anxiety. his thoughts filled with what ifs, but ultimately, he knew he wanted to see you and as himself, choi soobin.
the back of his head was faced the door, so as soon as you walked through, you saw his blonde hair. you muttered a soft thank you before going in and closing the door yourself. you could hear soo getting up and turning around. your ears booming with the sound of your own heartbeat.
you took a peeked over, completely startled and speechless from the sight.
“i’m so sorry. i think she led me to the wrong room,” you said, quickly turning back around to open the door to leave.
what the fuck.
what the actual fuck.
you really wanted to be out of here now. no, you needed to be out here now.
that was txt choi soobin behind you.
what the hell did you walk yourself into? this was definitely a mistake. a weird and oddly coincidental mistake.
right?
your hands trembled as you were trying to twist the knob and tried pushing the door open, but it wasn’t opening. why wasn’t this door opening? (it’s a pull not push.)
“no, y/n, wait, it’s me,” he said as he tried grabbing your hand to calm you down (it wasn’t helping), “i… i’m soo.”
soobin searched for your thoughts in your eyes but you were blanking out. you hadn’t even realized that your bags slipped out of your hands and dropped to the ground. you stared at soobin as if your words would suddenly sound out of your mouth from doing so.
“w-wha— huh?” was all you managed to say.
soobin knew the shock that would come to telling you, especially when you just saw him as an idol a few days ago.
“let’s sit down. i can explain everything,” he said as he picked up your bags for you with one hand and held your hand in another.
“soo… bin…” you said slowly and started to backtrack your memories, “that’s why you used that txt song in that edit?”
“yeah… we were learning the choreo for that song at that time…” he explained.
“you have a stan account?” you furrowed your brows, “how much free time do you have to be talking to me this often?”
soobin chuckled and found that those are the first few questions you could think of to ask him. he sat you down first before putting your things down in the seat next to you and sitting back at his seat across from you.
“well, before anything, do you hate me for not telling you?” he had to ask. it was the question that has been eating him up since this meeting was arranged.
“why would i hate you?” you asked him back, “honestly, it’s kind of unhinged that you didn’t tell me before the concert to potentially embarrass myself in front of you and your group, but i don’t hate yo— wait a minute, i have so many questions now.”
you pressed your fingers against your temples thinking about everything that connected to your conversations with soobin as soo and any mentions of txt.
“i’ll answer everything as long as you don’t hate you,” he smiled widely.
looking at him had you blanking out again. he’s actually so handsome and good looking this close that you weren’t sure if you could last however long this dinner was without embarrassing yourself.
covering your face, you sighed. again, what the hell did you get yourself into?
“i can’t look at you.”
“what? why?” he pouted.
“i’m getting even more nervous.”
you turned your head to the side to shift your focus elsewhere but ended up laughing from the sight of the suitcase.
“you weren’t lying about the suitcase?” you asked with a grin on your face (a grin of disbelief).
“i got everything that was on your list,” he innocently answered which had you whipping your head back at his direction.
“what? everything? you know how long that list was—“ you stopped yourself, “soo… bin… god, i’m going to have to get used to that.”
“you can call me soo if you want to,” he inserted.
“my brain is about to explode. okay,” you took a deep breath in then out, “first off, why? no, i mean, i get why you didn’t tell me. please, hold. my brain is broken… why did you decide to meet up with me?”
“isn’t that obvious? we talk everyday. i love talking to you and i wanted to see you in person,” soobin explained.
the way your heart felt like it was at your throat had you gulping to push the feeling down. the more soobin spoke the more it felt like you were going to be sent to the hospital for a heart attack. you liked him a lot and the feeling was only intensifying now that he’s in front of you.
“are you sweet talking me?” you asked.
“what? no, that’s how i feel.”
your cheeks felt like lava and you reached for the ice cold water in front of you to cool yourself down.
“okay,” you said after taking a sip, “well, some of my gifts are kind of stupid now considering it’s concert merch and a photocard that you signed.”
“i’ll still take it, especially the card,” he said.
“honestly, i might make that your punishment and keep it.”
“punishment? i thought you said you didn’t hate me.”
“that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a punishment. oh my god… did you find my personal twitter somehow?” your eyes widened.
it just accord to you that the rest of txt calling huening kai pookie bear might have actually been because of you. now that thought got you spiraling to when yeonjun told you about how soobin was the reason why mamushi trend was even filmed. he had to have found your twitter.
“yes…” he hesitated.
“you were quote retweeting me? on a private account?” you pointed at him to which he only slowly nodded.
“i’m gonna go bury myself now,” you said as you leaned back in your seat.
soobin’s cheeks were blushed from embarrassment because you connecting the dots together a lot quicker than he thought. now he too wanted to bury himself because there was a lot of other stuff he could be caught for.
“i… was just really curious and you sent me a tiktok link and that links to your profile to your twitter and—“ he rambled before you held your hand up to stop him from talking.
“sorry, i feel so embarrassed. oh my god, my tiktok vlogs…” you grumbled.
“they were cute. i liked them,” he mumbled and shyly looked away from you, hoping it’d make you feel better.
“i can’t believe i’ve been talking to you this whole time…” you muttered and snuck a look at him.
he looked so good. his hair was slicked back. he was in a nice suit which reminded you…
“did you see my post about you in blonde?” you had to ask him because he was definitely looking like amas soobin.
“yes…”
“… didn’t you say you didn’t want to bleach your hair anymore?” you asked him.
“listen, that was because you said you liked guys with dark hair and switched it up the next day,” he defended himself.
you laughed. soobin was actually so cute.
“you care about what i think?” you raised a brow, teasing him.
“i always did…” he admitted, causing your ears to turn red.
before you were able to say anything else, the server came in with the first course. you had forgotten how hungry you were until the scent hit your nose and your stomach started growling. looking over at soobin, he gained a kick from you under the table from holding in his laugh. when the server left, you both burst out into giggles.
“i hate you,” you pouted.
“you said you didn’t hate me,” he sang knowingly.
“i do now,” you playfully stuck your tongue out.
“i’ll buy you more food so your stomach doesn’t need to growl again,” he said as he gestured you to eat.
as much as you wanted to bicker some more, you had to eat. after taking the first bite, both you and soobin seemed to relax a bit more. eating around him seemed almost natural since you did it almost everyday the last few months. although back then you never was able to see him, it still felt kind of the same presence. plus a bonus was this food was better than anything you could’ve made or ordered out.
finishing up the first plate, you decided to hand him your bags of gifts.
“here. i’m taking the megumi card, but you can have the rest,” you said, “my gifts aren’t as good as yours since mine revolved around the fact that you told me you liked txt… when you are txt…”
peeking into the bag, soobin noticed an envelope and pulled it out.
“you wrote me a note?”
oh shit. your brain was so occupied by the fact that soo was soobin that you forgot you wrote out your feelings for him in that very envelope.
“um… that’s not meant for you. i totally slipped that in there by accident,” you said nervously as you reached out to grab it, but he pulled it out of your reach.
“it says ‘soo’ on it though,” soobin smiled, “what’s in here?”
“the megumi card you’re not supposed to get. so hand it over,” you stuck your hand out but he wasn’t fully convinced.
you technically weren’t lying, but the envelope was way too big for that small trading card. soobin slowly started opening it, and you started panicking.
“wait, don’t you want to eat first? it might spoil your meal if you read it now,” you suggested.
“i could hardly see how reading a note would ruin my meal,” he said as he took it out and unfolded the piece of paper.
his eyes scanned it and the smirk on his lips slowly disappeared as he read it. you felt the pleading need for oxygen as you watched his face, already preparing for the worst. your eyes shut unable to watch him any longer.
your letter read:
hi soo!
you know i never thought i’d meet you from our little jjk 0 rerun from back then, but here we are. i just want to say thank you. thank you for watching with me and being one of my best friends.
i wake up every morning now excited to see the series of photos you send me. i get ready for bed earlier because i can’t wait to just stay on the phone with you until i fall asleep. everyday i look forward to talking to you.
i hope you know that what i’m about to tell you is not something i ever expected to happen. i didn’t ever want to ruin what we have, but every single time we talk, i end up thinking about you even more. i think about you all the time. you make me laugh. you make me smile. you are my definition of comfort.
i’m so sorry if you do not feel the same way, but i really like you. i can’t help but like you. it almost physically hurts me that i held it in this long (a bit dramatic… i know). it’s okay if you don’t like me back, but i thought meeting you was the best way to tell you my feelings.
i kind of feel dumb writing this and telling you all this when i haven’t had a clue on what you look like. you told me you were handsome, so you better keep your word! actually, i hope it’s not true so if you reject, i’d feel a little better..
i’m going to end this here before i end up crying thinking about the potential of losing you.
thank you so much for being my friend.
i like you… more than gojo…
love,
y/n
໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ pairing — idol!soobin x fem!reader
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ genre — smau, idol au, fluff, prob crack, angst if you squint, comedy (dying as i am writing)
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ featuring — rest of txt, billlie’s tsuki and svt’s hoshi as y/n bestie, enhypen’s park sunghoon as a cameo and more!
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ warning — may contain anime spoilers, swearing/cursing, y/n is a simp for animated men, please ignore time stamps!!!
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ status — start july 7th, 2024 - end (ongoing!)
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ tag list — closed
the storyline
o. y/n’s circle — soobin’s circle
i. fan boy mentality
ii. 2024 bingo card
iii. enhypen 1 soobin 0
iv. a tall woman with a fat ass
v. pookie bear
vi. “infatuation”
vii. close the gym
viii. men with dark hair
ix. karma
x. delete his twitter
xi. siri play down bad
xii. tiramisu cake
xiii. bsf approved
xiv. sugar daddy
xv. war is over
xvi. prettiest girl
xvii. friendzoned
xviii. weeb senses were tingling
xix. loser in a hot body
xx. and if he’s ugly, bonus
more to come…
Urgent update my little brother is dying 😭
Today we took our little brother to the hospital because he suffers from an infection that affects his breathing and causes him pain. I hope that every living conscience will help us save our young son’s life and donate any amount you can.
Unfortunately, there is no treatment in the hospital for my little. Help us before it is too late.
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໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
part xix - masterlist - part xxi xx. and if he’s ugly, bonus
bunni speaks — hehehee surprise i’m a liar.
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
part xix - masterlist - part xxi xx. and if he’s ugly, bonus
bunni speaks — hehehee surprise i’m a liar.
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
🐈⬛ ── absences make the heart grow fonder… or forgetful… ❞
about me!
i. i go by bunni on this blog (for now!). my creative juices weren’t exactly kicking when i first created this blog so at some point i feel like i would want to change my url and alias!
ii. my favorite groups are txt and enhypen so you’ll most likely only see me writing for them… specifically for soobin & sunghoon! i’ll write for other members too, but that’s what i’m most likely going to write.
iii. i am 21+ and from the usa, so i might have some american references that you might not understand in my writing if you aren’t from where i am. but if you don’t know just ask!
iv. i’d love to be moots! just ask or message me (are my messages even on…)
v. for the most part… this blog is sfw! i might write nsfw (if i desire) but from experience writing smut drains so much energy i’ll have writers block to the point i won’t write for a year (yes this has happened before)
vi. fun fact! i didn’t like smau when i first discovered this genre until i had a really good idea for it (alibi). although… i really commend smau writers because it’s a lot of work getting it set up… i was stressed for a good two days writing up these people’s profiles.
vii. my favorite genre to write is angst! but writing alibi really changed me… it’s so fun writing smau! i might write some smau one shots in the future
viii. my ask box is open if you’d like to request anything but keep in mind i don’t write all requests and might not write any at all. i personally do not want to force myself to write, so if i don’t feel like it i won’t. i’ll only write for requests i feel like writing for. keep that in mind!
i’ll add more later! in the meantime, i hope you enjoy reading my fics!
╭ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ call me 𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾 (she/her) ; ask box is always 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃
🌱 ── would you like an adventure now or shall we have our tea first? ❞
𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ recent works
october 3. ditf ┄❥ chapter one
october 2. ditf ┄❥ yeonjun’s circle
october 2. ditf ┄❥ y/n’s circle
september 19. choi yeonjun ┄❥ dancing in the flames
september 17. alibi ┄❥ chapter twenty-six
── i’ll think of the mermaid lagoon, under the magic moon. 🌙 ❞
𝓀𝑒𝓎 ; (🦋) fluff, (🌀) angst, (🪁) comedy, (📱) smau
𝓔nhypen
l. heeseung
welcome back ⊹ 🦋 very unlike you to be absent for one day let alone three… and your academic rival was assigned to give you your missing work.
𝓣omorrow 𝚇 𝓣ogether
c. yeonjun
prove me right ⊹ 🌀 your jealousy for his girl best friend lead you to have one of the most difficult conversations you needed to have with jun.
c. soobin
alibi ⊹ 🦋, 🪁, 📱you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
WELCOME BACK ⇢ 𝒻. l. heeseung
synopsis: very unlike you to be absent for one day let alone three… and your academic rival was assigned to give you your missing work.
genre: academic rival!au, enemies to ???, sfw, fluff-ish
warnings: mentions of blood (not gory)
notes: me publishing this heeseung drabble before my dozens of sunghoon one is a little insane to me, but let’s do it. originally wanted to do an e2l series with hyung line, but knowing me, it’ll take 500 years to finish, so i’ll take my time and post when i feel like it.
more under the cut!
“lee heeseung, can you please stop by y/n’s house today and give them the assignments they’re missing?”
strange.
really strange.
you haven’t been in school for the last three days. strange because you and heeseung were fighting for the perfect attendance spot for as long as he had known you. the first day you weren’t here, he thought you had been only a minute late. he waited for you to walk through the classroom door for him to gloat in your face about it, but you never came in.
one day was already a lot, but now that one day turned into three. normally, heeseung would refuse that kind of request especially because it involved you, but truthfully, the last couple of days he walked by your house, he too wanted an excuse to see what kind of state you were in.
“alright,” he said as he grabbed onto the small stack of papers his teacher handed over to him.
as soon as the bell rang, heeseung rushed to grab his bag and headed off campus. his curiosity grew more when he found his opportunity to find out what was going on with you. the moment he stepped onto your front door, he took a second to think of what he’d say, but that second was quickly taken away from him as your mother opened the door, startled to see anyone there.
“my goodness,” she shrieked with her hand on her chest, “i didn’t expect anyone to be there.”
“sorry, ma’am,” heeseung quickly apologized, “i-uh have some school work to drop off for y/n. are they home?”
“they weren’t able to discharge from the hospital yet. i’m off to go drop off some food for them now. did you want to come along?” she asked him.
“come… along?” wait, hospital?
remember that curiosity that was brewing? it was boiling now, because why was heeseung in the car with your mother… on the way to the hospital? heeseung stayed silent the car ride unsure if asking about you was appropriate or not. your mom had assumed that this was one of your friends so he must’ve known that you were hospitalized, so she didn’t bother bringing anything up to him.
when they got to the hospital, your mother had given him a bag of food and told him what room you’d be in. she had to head back to work before her break was over, and heeseung was now standing in front of the hospital entrance alone, wondering how he got himself this deep in this situation.
reaching your room number and seeing your last name plastered under it, he was growing nervous. what was he even doing here? you might actually think that he cared about you, which he doesn’t. he thought about leaving your things outside your door, but this was a hospital, not your front door. contemplating a little too long, a nurse snuck up from right behind him to see if he was lost.
“oh, no, this is the right room…” he mumbled before going through the doors.
“mom?” you called out when you heard some noise outside your room.
“nope,” heeseung said as he closed the door behind him, “just me.”
you thought your eyes had deceived you, because he was the last person you wanted to see and the last person you’d think would come see you. he was probably here to gloat in your face about the attendance record and how you’re never going to catch up to him with all your missing assignments.
for as long as you and heeseung went to the same school, he was your academic rival. everything was a competition with the two of you and never did you want to lose to him. if he scored even a single point higher than you, you wanted to slap that victorious smirk he’d give you every single time off his face after he had compared your scores.
“what are you doing here?” you asked.
“mr. kim asked me drop off these and your mom asked me to give you this to eat. she had to go to work,” he explained while placing everything on the table in front of you.
you looked at everything in front of you and then back at him. he too stared back at you, waiting for you to explain why you were even here, but you didn’t. it didn’t feel long for him to wait for an answer anyway, since his eyes were lingering at the wrap around your head.
“okay, you can leave now,” you spat before taking the food your mom gave you out of the bag.
“that’s it? no thank you?”
“… why are you even here?” you narrowed down at him.
“well, i told you…”
“not what. why… like why do you have my school work and the food my mom made me? or why did you choose to come here to begin with? are you here to make fun of me?”
“what? why would i do that?” he sounded offended you even suggest that.
“well, how am i supposed to know? we aren’t exactly on the nicest terms.”
“you haven’t been in school for three days. of course, i am curious.”
you crossed your arms and raised a brow at him.
“i fell due to fatigue and hit my head,” you gave you the shortest version of what you went through.
“and…” he waited.
“you’re kind of being nosy…” you glared at him.
“i… won’t tell anyone,” his voice softened enough that you had put your guard down.
biting your lips after a short debate with yourself, you sighed and decided to tell him.
“i have to work thrice as hard to be as good as you. you’re a natural when it comes to anything, not saying that you aren’t hard working, but i don’t have the same talent as you. i’m not a natural. i have to stay up until 3am every night to understand something that takes you one read through to understand… i’ve been doing that for too long and my body couldn’t handle it,” you explained while avoiding his face, “i fell due to fatigue but i hit my head so bad that i don’t even remember falling. my mom said there was blood when she found me on the ground, but i didn’t wake up until yesterday night.”
wow. heeseung wasn’t expecting all of that. although, he felt a huge relief knowing that you’re okay now and don’t have some terminal illness that kept you in here (the head wrap had his imagination running through scenarios). but still, he felt bad. heeseung didn’t have the slightest idea that you had to work that hard to even catch up to him. you never showed it. ever. you were always quick on your feet and was always able to respond to all the teacher’s questions, but the reality was you’d review lessons a few days prior from when they were being taught so you were able to do so.
“i’m glad you’re okay,” he admitted which took you by surprise.
your eyes widened and you wanted to clear your ears out to make sure you were hearing things correctly. he was glad that you were okay?
“i have to say school isn’t the same without bickering with you at least once a day,” he added.
“we do it more than once,” you corrected.
“now, i know you’re okay since you’re able to argue with me,” heeseung smiled.
you chuckled. you actually couldn’t believe you were chuckling with heeseung. although the two of you were always at each others’ throats in regards to academics, you can’t really say he doesn’t give you some sort of comfort. he’d race you to school from your house as soon as he sees you walking out your front door. after receiving any exams back, the two of you actually searched for one another to see who got the higher score. even though you’d both say you hated one another, you really didn’t… at all.
in fact, you probably understood each other more than you think.
“you know, if you ever didn’t understand something, you could come to me about it,” he offered, “i’ve been told i’m a good tutor.”
“you’re just saying that because i’m in a hospital bed,” you rolled your eyes and leaned further back into the pillow.
“no, i’m serious. i… i don’t like seeing you like this, and school is boring if i’m not fighting with you. so if it prevents you from sleeping past midnight….”
you searched heeseung’s features to find any lies, but it truly seemed like he was being genuine and your heart felt like it had stopped beating believing that he, lee heeseung, cared for you.
“thanks…” you whispered, feeling your cheeks getting warm, “i… really appreciate it.”
“are you blushing?”
“this is embarrassing, okay?”
heeseung laughed. the worry he had this morning was lifted off his shoulders and he truly was glad to have his enemy back.
the absolute joy i had coming back from uni and then seeing alibi is unable to be described
ur writing is so good !!
ahhh thank you!! i honestly didn’t think i would give this premise any justice so i really appreciate you sending in an ask about it!
TAG LIST: @hoonatic @paegesoobin @lun4kazumii @noraimp @isa942572 @yourenzoo @soobjvn @besciitos @sakiimeo @kumabeom @yyeonzi @bunnisoobin @girlz4jaem @msorriluv @wonderstrucktae @thing89 @dreeener @arep4con-qu3sp @otblous @luvvvash @huethusiasm @starryeyedluv @304files @kang-ulzzang @thisrandombitch @nocturnal-lanturn @bbeomgyucafe @virgo-and-libra @mumeimei @jinostooth @gy0th-yawnzzn @pinkhor1zon @film-sea @daechwitonguetech @jakesbubu @pagetammgyu @hanniemylovelyquokka @s0urcherry @bee-the-loser @sol3chu @onlyhyunjin @paradiseoflosers @miffyfangirl @20-cms @str4wb3rryc0ww @run2min @cheekycountesschoi @istglevi-gotmesimping @loyalsunwoo
໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
part xviii - masterlist - part xx xix. loser in a hot body
bunni speaks — WE ARE BACK!! i know y’all waited for a while but i wrote this chapter twice…. i hated how i wrote it the first time so i thought i’d start with a fresh mind… enjoy! the next chapter is also going to be written + smau so it’ll take a bit for me to write it… plus my work schedule the next couple of weeks are filled so it’ll probably take a while. in the mean time, i’ll probably post drabbles i have in my notes.
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
when soobin looks back at the last couple of months, he wondered how things ended up as they are now. never had he ever imagine liking someone he met online nor did he even think he’d meet up with anyone he befriend online. this predicament that he got himself into now was even stranger. he was meeting you, who he met through his stan account but the catch was you didn’t even know you were meeting him as well.
“ten minutes and then we’re starting send off.”
great. he thought.
soobin can feel his nerves getting to him. he’s been itching the back of his neck nervously since he got off stage. he would be wetting his lips so much throughout that concert that he could feel them peeling. seeing you from the small distance at the concert was one thing, but now he had to actually speak to you and he can’t even do it as someone you’ve known the last few months.
but despite all of that, he couldn’t wait to see you, hear you even. the idol had spent so much time listening to your voice through a screen that he wondered if it sounded any different in person. his heart beats faster imagining your face in front of him.
“hey, you good?”
snapping out of thought, soobin looked up and saw that it was yeonjun checking up on him.
“yeah, just nerves,” he answered.
“hm, not y/n?” the older raised a brow at him, “it’s okay to be nervous. you like her.”
“i just hope she doesn’t think i’m weird or anything, you know as soobin.”
jun hummed and thought about it for a moment.
“i know it’s hard to separate yourself from the person she knows you as and the person you are in person, but they’re both the same person. she just doesn’t know that you’re famous. she already likes you as you are and is even willing to meet you without knowing what you look like,” yeonjun explained, “so, i think she’ll like you, even as soobin.”
letting his words soak in, soobin nodded. he was right. you were willing to meet him without knowing who he really was or what he looked like, so to some extent, you should be okay with him being famous, right?
“alright, time to go guys,” the staff shouted into the room.
him and the rest of his group mates came out and there were so many people in the vicinity, but automatically, his eyes found you. your arms were linked with tsuki and your head was resting on her shoulder. the concert was long, so he could imagine how tired you were. you were draped in the txt hoodie that was being sold today. it was practically shallowing you, but you looked so comfortable.
his heart swelled looking at you. probably because he was feeling giddy thinking about how he had the same hoodie you were wearing. it was like you were wearing his hoodie. soobin tried lingering his eyes elsewhere to distract himself but he couldn’t help finding his way back to staring at you.
when he got closer to your section, he could feel your eyes watching him. soobin tried to focus on whoever was in front of him, but you standing there in anticipation had him completely distorted. half the words he was saying to fans were mindless. he’d continuously say thank you and take photos with fans, but he didn’t even know what he was saying thank you for nor did he remember the faces he was taking photos with. normally, he’s really good at remembering fans and interacting with them but today is so different.
you were right there. five feet away from him.
things were happening so fast because one minute he was thinking about how far you were and another minute his manager was pushing him right in front of you. soobin froze at the abrupt shift, eyes glued a little too long at your stature.
“hi,” you shyly held your hand up short, “um, the girl behind me is a really big fan of yours so i’ll let her talk to you a bit.”
and suddenly, it felt as if he got slapped in the face. he wanted so badly to pout and frown at the suggestion, but he was here to do a job.
you shifted your head over slightly, leaning closer to hoshi who linked arms with you so you wouldn’t get pushed and fall. soobin slowly (and internally unhappily) nodded his head at your request before interacting with the fan behind you.
if you thought he couldn’t hear anyone before, he definitely wasn’t hearing anyone now.
all the voices around him were muffled until his manager poked at him to see if he could move on, but when soobin took one more look at you, he didn’t want to.
“um, could you sign this for me before you go?” you nervously asked him while handing him a small trading card.
even if it was this much attention, soobin was satisfied. suddenly, all the other mixed feelings he had were magically washed away.
“i would love to,” he said with the biggest smile on his face before looking down at the card to see it was a megumi trading card.
soobin started laughing, “what is this?”
you paused for a moment, staring at him. as soon as soobin seemed comfortable with himself around you, his voice also seemed more relaxed… and way more familiar. like you definitely heard this voice before.
“it’s a megumi card. my friend is a huge fan of yours but doesn’t like megumi very much. i thought it would be funny,” you explained.
he held his smile the entire time of you explaining and nodded his head as he signed the photo card he knows was meant for him. when he handed it back, you quickly smiled at him once more, thanking him, but couldn’t shake off the feeling that you know his voice.
“did you want a photo?” soobin asked you, “you know to make your friend jealous?”
shocked he even offered, you didn’t answer until tsuki shook your arm to come back to reality.
“s-s-sure,” you stuttered then turned to hoshi, “let’s use your phone.”
soobin grabbed his phone, not caring that he was told specifically that he wasn’t allowed to take photos with iphones and got really close to your face to take a photo with you (though he did his best to cover the back of the phone with his palm). he couldn’t even hear the other people around you squealing in jealousy at how close he was to you, but you definitely could and was turning red from the attention. soobin took one last photo of him looking at you and you trying to hide your face in your palms before handing the phone back to hoshi and getting scold at by his manager for holding an iphone.
as he was walking over to the next set of people, you confessed to your friends, “i thought he was going to take a group photo of us.”
now, he was the one blushing, embarrassed on how he only thought about you at that moment, but despite of that, his heart felt like it was going to leap out of his chest from being that close to you. soobin was obsessed with how your eyes had to look up at him for the two of you to make eye contact and he genuinely believed that you looked so pretty in person. he didn’t think it was possible for you to look prettier.
soobin isn’t normally good with feelings, but he definitely liked you. probably more than he had ever anticipated.
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when you first saw the group come in, you were honestly exhausted already from the concert, but adrenaline did hit when soobin was closer into your view point. tsuki made sure to take many notes of how he couldn’t stop looking over at you, surely convinced that that boy was smitten over you. soobin wasn’t really being slick about it because he’d scanned the area every time it was time for him to move to the next group of fans to look for your face, and you noticed it more this time than the concert. even you, who was always in denial, had to believe that soobin was paying a little bit too much attention to you.
“why does he keep looking over here?” you shyly asked tsuki.
“girl, get ready to sign an nda,” tsuki chuckled.
“i can’t do that! i’m going to see soo in a few days,” you explained while hitting her arm.
“not even for choi soobin?” hoshi asked you, “he’s definitely into you.”
“yeah, plus, you and the megumi hater aren’t even a thing. so, you can definitely get with this megumi hater.”
“alright, tsuki, just break my heart or whatever,” you crossed your arms and faced towards hoshi.
“stop being dramatic,” tsuki laughed and pulled you back, “i’m just saying.”
when soobin finally made his way to you, you noticed the shimmer in his eyes as he looked at you, sending chills down your body. you felt like he looked at you like he knew who you were. but that wasn’t possible, right?
or he probably mistaken you for someone else. either way, you promised the girl behind you that you’d get her photo card signed for you but you wanted to be nice and let her have her moment with him instead.
so, why did he look so down when you did that? even the shimmer you saw earlier faded, but as soon as you asked him to sign your megumi trading card, the life came back into him. it actually seemed like he knew you, but the odd thing about it was why did he also seem so familiar to you as well?
soobin’s voice was definitely a voice you knew and you couldn’t put your finger on it. well, you did spend the last few weeks learning their songs and watched some of their shows on youtube so you were able to recognize them, but this was different. he sounded like someone you knew.
when he got dragged away by his manager in the end, you asked both your friends if they heard his voice before outside of txt, but they had no idea what you were going on about.
before you could really press them on it, yeonjun was making his way towards your group and the screams around had gotten louder. this experience, although it was still fun, reminded you of why you don’t go out into crowded places often let alone a concert.
yeonjun laughed seeing how you had your hands covering your ears and jokingly mocked you with his hands on his ears as well.
“cute,” yeonjun said as he grabbed some photo cards around him to sign and continued to give his usual fan service.
you had to admit that yeonjun was good at it too, and he was really funny when interacting with fans since he has a really reactive face and knew the right things to say for entertaining interactions.
“i love the mamushi dance challenge you did with gyu. it was my favorite,” you complimented while clapping your hands together.
“baby, i’ma star,” he jokingly sang while did a few moves briefly which caused some girls behind to squeal (again), “we actually did it because soobin originally wanted to.”
“soobin?” you raised a brow, “why didn’t he do it?”
“he took about 20 takes but was never satisfied with any of them,” yeonjun chuckled, “you should ask him to show you… oh like um, on weverse or something.”
you nodded your head. you doubted he’d ever see your message if you posted it on there, but also you didn’t want to tell him that you didn’t have the app in the first place.
“is soobin your favorite?” yeonjun (bluntly) asked.
“no, it’s kai,” you replied rather too quickly, which caused him to laugh.
yeonjun held his hand up for a high five. was this some moa insider joke? you didn’t want to make it seem like you didn’t know what was going on, so you high fived him and yeonjun held onto your hand.
“kai is pookie bear, so i get it,” yeonjun said before he was interrupted with soobin coming back into your section, which made yeonjun let go of your hand.
“sorry,” soobin said as he moved yeonjun behind him, “um, did i leave my pen cap somewhere here?”
tsuki raised a brow before pointing it right on top of the pen he was holding.
“oh, right. sorry,” he sheepishly apologized before (firmly) patting yeonjun’s back to push him forward, “i’ll get back to where i was. yeonjun’s behaving, right?”
“hey. of course, i am,” the older idol smirked before nudging soobin towards his manager who looked like he wanted to put him on a leash.
-
“i can’t believe you held her hand!” soobin threw a pillow at yeonjun.
the concert was well over and the whole gang was in yeonjun’s room to debrief on what happened. normally, everyone goes to their respective room after eating, but let’s be honest: this whole group was completely nosy and wanted to talk about y/n and what happened during the concert and send off, especially what soobin was thinking.
“force of habit! i’m sorry! we’re at a fan event,” yeonjun tried defending himself but soobin was already trying to suffocate him with a pillow (playfully or not so playfully, he was still deciding).
“yeonjun held her hand?” kai asked.
“you shouldn’t be talking! i saw you going in for a hug!” beomgyu exclaimed while pointing at him, which earned him a slap on his arm from taehyun.
“are you trying to get him killed? you see what he’s doing to jun right now?” he whispered.
“you what!”soobin whipped his head at the youngest who held his hand up in defeat.
“wait! wait, she asked for one! well, her friend asked for her but i can’t say no,” kai explained.
soobin was definitely stressed out and his features filled with jealousy. his friends got to hold your hand and hug you before he could. the betrayal. he felt like twenty years have been taken from his life. it was unfair. he barely had a minute conversation with you and they got to lock fingers and embrace? they might as well go out into a meadow and frolic in a field of flowers (clearly, his imagination is running wild).
“alright, calm down,” taehyun said, “how was seeing her?
“i’m not telling you guys,” soobin pouted, “you guys are the worse.”
beomgyu sighed and stood up, “guess i won’t tell you what she said about you… well, i’m tired. we gotta do this thing all over again tomorrow so…”
“stop there,” soobin said with an ambitious tone, “what did she say?”
he only shrugged as he made his way to the door, but soobin’s long legs really helped him leap towards there before him, completely blocking the exit.
“spill.”
beomgyu raised a brow, “now you want answers? okay, so how was seeing her for the first time?”
soobin frowned and almost cringed just thinking about admitting his feelings towards you in front of the guys. he’d rather let beomgyu go with whatever information he might have on you than to openly say what he thought about you when he saw you. taking a step out of the way, soobin lets him leave.
“i’ve never seen soobin be silenced so fast,” kai commented.
“the power y/n holds is so real,” yeonjun added.
໑ৎ ׁ ׅ♡ ALIBI 🌀
part xviii - masterlist - part xx xix. loser in a hot body
wc: 2.6k + smau
bunni speaks — WE ARE BACK!! i know y’all waited for a while but i wrote this chapter twice…. i hated how i wrote it the first time so i thought i’d start with a fresh mind… enjoy! the next chapter is also going to be written + smau so it’ll take a bit for me to write it… plus my work schedule the next couple of weeks are filled so it’ll probably take a while. in the mean time, i’ll probably post drabbles i have in my notes.
︶︶ ˚ ᡴꪫ synopsis — you are known for your brain rot anime content on twitter. so much so that you caught the attention of txt’s soobin on his secret stan account and became mutuals. what will become of this new friendship?
when soobin looks back at the last couple of months, he wondered how things ended up as they are now. never had he ever imagine liking someone he met online nor did he even think he’d meet up with anyone he befriend online. this predicament that he got himself into now was even stranger. he was meeting you, who he met through his stan account but the catch was you didn’t even know you were meeting him as well.
“ten minutes and then we’re starting send off.”
great. he thought.
soobin can feel his nerves getting to him. he’s been itching the back of his neck nervously since he got off stage. he would be wetting his lips so much throughout that concert that he could feel them peeling. seeing you from the small distance at the concert was one thing, but now he had to actually speak to you and he can’t even do it as someone you’ve known the last few months.
but despite all of that, he couldn’t wait to see you, hear you even. the idol had spent so much time listening to your voice through a screen that he wondered if it sounded any different in person. his heart beats faster imagining your face in front of him.
“hey, you good?”
snapping out of thought, soobin looked up and saw that it was yeonjun checking up on him.
“yeah, just nerves,” he answered.
“hm, not y/n?” the older raised a brow at him, “it’s okay to be nervous. you like her.”
“i just hope she doesn’t think i’m weird or anything, you know as soobin.”
jun hummed and thought about it for a moment.
“i know it’s hard to separate yourself from the person she knows you as and the person you are in person, but they’re both the same person. she just doesn’t know that you’re famous. she already likes you as you are and is even willing to meet you without knowing what you look like,” yeonjun explained, “so, i think she’ll like you, even as soobin.”
letting his words soak in, soobin nodded. he was right. you were willing to meet him without knowing who he really was or what he looked like, so to some extent, you should be okay with him being famous, right?
“alright, time to go guys,” the staff shouted into the room.
him and the rest of his group mates came out and there were so many people in the vicinity, but automatically, his eyes found you. your arms were linked with tsuki and your head was resting on her shoulder. the concert was long, so he could imagine how tired you were. you were draped in the txt hoodie that was being sold today. it was practically shallowing you, but you looked so comfortable.
his heart swelled looking at you. probably because he was feeling giddy thinking about how he had the same hoodie you were wearing. it was like you were wearing his hoodie. soobin tried lingering his eyes elsewhere to distract himself but he couldn’t help finding his way back to staring at you.
when he got closer to your section, he could feel your eyes watching him. soobin tried to focus on whoever was in front of him, but you standing there in anticipation had him completely distorted. half the words he was saying to fans were mindless. he’d continuously say thank you and take photos with fans, but he didn’t even know what he was saying thank you for nor did he remember the faces he was taking photos with. normally, he’s really good at remembering fans and interacting with them but today is so different.
you were right there. five feet away from him.
things were happening so fast because one minute he was thinking about how far you were and another minute his manager was pushing him right in front of you. soobin froze at the abrupt shift, eyes glued a little too long at your stature.
“hi,” you shyly held your hand up short, “um, the girl behind me is a really big fan of yours so i’ll let her talk to you a bit.”
and suddenly, it felt as if he got slapped in the face. he wanted so badly to pout and frown at the suggestion, but he was here to do a job.
you shifted your head over slightly, leaning closer to hoshi who linked arms with you so you wouldn’t get pushed and fall. soobin slowly (and internally unhappily) nodded his head at your request before interacting with the fan behind you.
if you thought he couldn’t hear anyone before, he definitely wasn’t hearing anyone now.
all the voices around him were muffled until his manager poked at him to see if he could move on, but when soobin took one more look at you, he didn’t want to.
“um, could you sign this for me before you go?” you nervously asked him while handing him a small trading card.
even if it was this much attention, soobin was satisfied. suddenly, all the other mixed feelings he had were magically washed away.
“i would love to,” he said with the biggest smile on his face before looking down at the card to see it was a megumi trading card.
soobin started laughing, “what is this?”
you paused for a moment, staring at him. as soon as soobin seemed comfortable with himself around you, his voice also seemed more relaxed… and way more familiar. like you definitely heard this voice before.
“it’s a megumi card. my friend is a huge fan of yours but doesn’t like megumi very much. i thought it would be funny,” you explained.
he held his smile the entire time of you explaining and nodded his head as he signed the photo card he knows was meant for him. when he handed it back, you quickly smiled at him once more, thanking him, but couldn’t shake off the feeling that you know his voice.
“did you want a photo?” soobin asked you, “you know to make your friend jealous?”
shocked he even offered, you didn’t answer until tsuki shook your arm to come back to reality.
“s-s-sure,” you stuttered then turned to hoshi, “let’s use your phone.”
soobin grabbed his phone, not caring that he was told specifically that he wasn’t allowed to take photos with iphones and got really close to your face to take a photo with you (though he did his best to cover the back of the phone with his palm). he couldn’t even hear the other people around you squealing in jealousy at how close he was to you, but you definitely could and was turning red from the attention. soobin took one last photo of him looking at you and you trying to hide your face in your palms before handing the phone back to hoshi and getting scold at by his manager for holding an iphone.
as he was walking over to the next set of people, you confessed to your friends, “i thought he was going to take a group photo of us.”
now, he was the one blushing, embarrassed on how he only thought about you at that moment, but despite of that, his heart felt like it was going to leap out of his chest from being that close to you. soobin was obsessed with how your eyes had to look up at him for the two of you to make eye contact and he genuinely believed that you looked so pretty in person. he didn’t think it was possible for you to look prettier.
soobin isn’t normally good with feelings, but he definitely liked you. probably more than he had ever anticipated.
-
when you first saw the group come in, you were honestly exhausted already from the concert, but adrenaline did hit when soobin was closer into your view point. tsuki made sure to take many notes of how he couldn’t stop looking over at you, surely convinced that that boy was smitten over you. soobin wasn’t really being slick about it because he’d scanned the area every time it was time for him to move to the next group of fans to look for your face, and you noticed it more this time than the concert. even you, who was always in denial, had to believe that soobin was paying a little bit too much attention to you.
“why does he keep looking over here?” you shyly asked tsuki.
“girl, get ready to sign an nda,” tsuki chuckled.
“i can’t do that! i’m going to see soo in a few days,” you explained while hitting her arm.
“not even for choi soobin?” hoshi asked you, “he’s definitely into you.”
“yeah, plus, you and the megumi hater aren’t even a thing. so, you can definitely get with this megumi hater.”
“alright, tsuki, just break my heart or whatever,” you crossed your arms and faced towards hoshi.
“stop being dramatic,” tsuki laughed and pulled you back, “i’m just saying.”
when soobin finally made his way to you, you noticed the shimmer in his eyes as he looked at you, sending chills down your body. you felt like he looked at you like he knew who you were. but that wasn’t possible, right?
or he probably mistaken you for someone else. either way, you promised the girl behind you that you’d get her photo card signed for you but you wanted to be nice and let her have her moment with him instead.
so, why did he look so down when you did that? even the shimmer you saw earlier faded, but as soon as you asked him to sign your megumi trading card, the life came back into him. it actually seemed like he knew you, but the odd thing about it was why did he also seem so familiar to you as well?
soobin’s voice was definitely a voice you knew and you couldn’t put your finger on it. well, you did spend the last few weeks learning their songs and watched some of their shows on youtube so you were able to recognize them, but this was different. he sounded like someone you knew.
when he got dragged away by his manager in the end, you asked both your friends if they heard his voice before outside of txt, but they had no idea what you were going on about.
before you could really press them on it, yeonjun was making his way towards your group and the screams around had gotten louder. this experience, although it was still fun, reminded you of why you don’t go out into crowded places often let alone a concert.
yeonjun laughed seeing how you had your hands covering your ears and jokingly mocked you with his hands on his ears as well.
“cute,” yeonjun said as he grabbed some photo cards around him to sign and continued to give his usual fan service.
you had to admit that yeonjun was good at it too, and he was really funny when interacting with fans since he has a really reactive face and knew the right things to say for entertaining interactions.
“i love the mamushi dance challenge you did with gyu. it was my favorite,” you complimented while clapping your hands together.
“baby, i’ma star,” he jokingly sang while did a few moves briefly which caused some girls behind to squeal (again), “we actually did it because soobin originally wanted to.”
“soobin?” you raised a brow, “why didn’t he do it?”
“he took about 20 takes but was never satisfied with any of them,” yeonjun chuckled, “you should ask him to show you… oh like um, on weverse or something.”
you nodded your head. you doubted he’d ever see your message if you posted it on there, but also you didn’t want to tell him that you didn’t have the app in the first place.
“is soobin your favorite?” yeonjun (bluntly) asked.
“no, it’s kai,” you replied rather too quickly, which caused him to laugh.
yeonjun held his hand up for a high five. was this some moa insider joke? you didn’t want to make it seem like you didn’t know what was going on, so you high fived him and yeonjun held onto your hand.
“kai is pookie bear, so i get it,” yeonjun said before he was interrupted with soobin coming back into your section, which made yeonjun let go of your hand.
“sorry,” soobin said as he moved yeonjun behind him, “um, did i leave my pen cap somewhere here?”
tsuki raised a brow before pointing it right on top of the pen he was holding.
“oh, right. sorry,” he sheepishly apologized before (firmly) patting yeonjun’s back to push him forward, “i’ll get back to where i was. yeonjun’s behaving, right?”
“hey. of course, i am,” the older idol smirked before nudging soobin towards his manager who looked like he wanted to put him on a leash.
-
“i can’t believe you held her hand!” soobin threw a pillow at yeonjun.
the concert was well over and the whole gang was in yeonjun’s room to debrief on what happened. normally, everyone goes to their respective room after eating, but let’s be honest: this whole group was completely nosy and wanted to talk about y/n and what happened during the concert and send off, especially what soobin was thinking.
“force of habit! i’m sorry! we’re at a fan event,” yeonjun tried defending himself but soobin was already trying to suffocate him with a pillow (playfully or not so playfully, he was still deciding).
“yeonjun held her hand?” kai asked.
“you shouldn’t be talking! i saw you going in for a hug!” beomgyu exclaimed while pointing at him, which earned him a slap on his arm from taehyun.
“are you trying to get him killed? you see what he’s doing to jun right now?” he whispered.
“you what!”soobin whipped his head at the youngest who held his hand up in defeat.
“wait! wait, she asked for one! well, her friend asked for her but i can’t say no,” kai explained.
soobin was definitely stressed out and his features filled with jealousy. his friends got to hold your hand and hug you before he could. the betrayal. he felt like twenty years have been taken from his life. it was unfair. he barely had a minute conversation with you and they got to lock fingers and embrace? they might as well go out into a meadow and frolic in a field of flowers (clearly, his imagination is running wild).
“alright, calm down,” taehyun said, “how was seeing her?
“i’m not telling you guys,” soobin pouted, “you guys are the worst.”
beomgyu sighed and stood up, “guess i won’t tell you what she said about you… well, i’m tired. we gotta do this thing all over again tomorrow so…”
“stop there,” soobin said with an ambitious tone, “what did she say?”
he only shrugged as he made his way to the door, but soobin’s long legs really helped him leap towards there before him, completely blocking the exit.
“spill.”
beomgyu raised a brow, “now you want answers? okay, so how was seeing her for the first time?”
soobin frowned and almost cringed just thinking about admitting his feelings towards you in front of the guys. he’d rather let beomgyu go with whatever information he might have on you than to openly say what he thought about you when he saw you. taking a step out of the way, soobin lets him leave.
“i’ve never seen soobin be silenced so fast,” kai commented.
“the power y/n holds is so real,” yeonjun added.